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Hello, my name is Julia Daring, and welcome to the first volume of “Julia Daring's Encyclopedia of Inter-species breeding." the result of decades of research, with yours truly, Julia Daring, as the sole test subject. Before we begin, I suppose you are wondering who I am, well Julia Daring is not my real name as you have no doubt surmised! My real name, country of origin, and other unnecessary details that could lead to my identity being discerned have been omitted from these pages, as a means to protect myself and my offspring from discrimination and persecution. I am the sole heir of my fathers wealth, who passed away when I was very young, leaving me alone in a very large estate.

Now as for why I have made this book, growing up wealthy and alone, I had two things to occupy myself, books and my own imagination. At first this was enough, but as I remained a virgin well into adulthood, a woman eventually has needs that imagination alone cannot sate. But mine certainly tried, as I spent months reading books about fantastical beasts and creatures, I began to imagine myself with them, myand eventually my mind wandered to the potential of motherhood. That is when my research shifted, not from stories but to biology and science, but in my research I had noticed that the almost all information on human cross breeding with the more fantastical beasts and races of our world were speculative at best, completely absent at worst, and most commonly the subject of myth and legend, not fact. Surely such matings must have occurred, but whether the results had been deemed inappropriate by a church or a king and thus expunged from record, or simply went unrecorded, I did not know.

So if you were wondering whether I am a scientist, or a deviant pervert with a breeder fetish, I personally like to think of myself as both, but disparage none for considering me only a pervert. Regardless, I for the first time had something to do with my life, a goal. Any ideas that I might settle down with a human male were long gone from my head, so I needed to find these creatures, and mate with them, so we begin…

1. Wargs

I first turned my attention to the large wolf-like creatures found in the forests to the north. Unlike their canine brothers, Wargs are not just larger, but more intelligent, and most importantly, they are magical to some degree, many scholars believing their creation millennia ago to have been magical in nature. I wondered if this magic would make their sperm more potent in a human womb?

I went alone, stripping myself of any clothing that would restrict access to my vagina, and covering myself with the pheromones of a warg bitch in heat. I dragged behind me a sled with enough meat to feed the entire pack. Warg's were well known for eating humans, I felt it prudent to make sure they had full stomachs.

The pack of course found me in moments, and being intelligent creatures, I knew they would see value in me as a meal ticket, as opposed to a meal. What I didn't expect was how eager they were to oblige my other request. I spent three straight hours on my hands and knees, with the Alpha's knot lodged inside of my pussy, his cock larger than most humans even without the knot. When he was too exhausted to continue and slipped out of me, I thought I would finally have a moment to rest, only for the other males in the pack to take their turn on my used hole, one by one every male had a go at their alpha's sloppy seconds. All in all I must have gone through a fifteen hour breeding session in total, though I did pass out for a few of them, not that they seemed to mind, their knots making sure I stayed in position, even unconscious.

Overall the experience was worth it, and my body had plenty of time to recover. My belly swelled over three months, until I gave birth to three warg puppies, who I have raised in my home.

Conclusion

Crossbreeding with wargs is quite possible, but wild warg mating habits are exceptionally physically demanding for a humans body. Wargs raised to maturity in captivity are more mellow, but they are still free thinking creatures and impossible to “tame” they still follow their instincts and once they have reached adulthood, they follow a hierarchy based on an alpha male who has claim to all the packs females. They also seem to be capable of less demanding matings than their wild fathers, but I have no conclusion on whether this out of some kind of “respect” for their mother or not.

1. Lizardfolk

Lizardfolk tribes are a common sight in swamplands around the world. Despite being an intelligent, sapient species that walks on two legs, there is no records of humans having sexual contact outside exaggerated tales of savage lizardfolk taking human slave girls, which were simply propaganda. When I approached the tribe with my intentions, they were wary, an outsider had never expressed such in interest before… However, a few young warriors weren't going to let the opportunity slip.

I am also pleased to report to any fellow perverts out there, that rumors of lizardmen having two cocks are in fact true. Two of the males in particular took a fancy to me, and there was nothing more exhilarating than those long nights with all four of their cocks exploring every inch of my body.

After a month and a half of breeding, my fertile cycle having come and gone twice over, still nothing, It was clear that humans and lizardfolk just weren't compatible. My mates however were not going to give up, and brought me to the shaman. Its difficult to remember that night, as I suspect the potions and tinctures they made me drink were made from plants that had rather psychedelic side effects. What I do remember is being bent over while my two mates took turns filling me with lizard cum, and servicing their shaman with my mouth as “payment" for his service, awakening a few days later in a tangled mess of scaly limbs.

Their magics proved a success, as within a few weeks my belly began to grow. I returned home and laid a single egg, which eventually hatched into my lovely lizardfolk daughter.

Conclusion

Crossbreeding with a lizardman is biologically impossible, but with magical aid from the lizardfolk themselves, an offspring can be safely conceived. The act of mating with a lizardman is also very enjoyable, with them being very well capable of being attentive and caring lovers, while also having the stamina and ferocity as befitting their race.

1. Centaurs

With the upper body of a human, Centaur's felt like a logical choice for my studies. Living in nomadic tribes, Centaurs are exceptionally prideful, and tend to think little of other races. Something I greatly underestimated when I approached one of their herds.

When I made my intentions clear, they openly mocked me, not that I minded, as they surrounded me and stripped me. I had no problem being humiliated by such handsome creatures, as long as I got what I came for. Other than a constant stream of insults, mating with a centaur proved to be quite enjoyable, provided one trained their body to handle the girth of the horse cock they packed while they subjected you with fast, deep and sporadic thrusts that rocked your body with pain and pleasure all at once. Despite their roughness, the first night of servicing their males was rather fun, however problems did arise in the morning.

I was bound by my wrists to one of the centaurs, led around on a rope. Didn't take long to realize I was being kept as some kind of slave, or a pet. Forced to follow them around and service them every night. While this was incredibly… stimulating, it was extremely physically taxing. I was kept like this for over two months, however when my belly started to grow visibly, to my luck they kicked me and my “half breed spawn" out. I have raised my son to be much more of a gentleman than their father, whichever one that had been.

Conclusion

While its possible to crossbreed with a centaur, the disposition of an average centaur could make this a very bad idea. Unless being a cock slave for a bunch of horse men sounds like a good time, in that case I recommend finding magical means of increasing your own stamina and physical fortitude.

1. Merfolk

After the centaurs, I once again sought a...gentler partner, and decided to try the merfolk. I made my way to the coast during their mating season.

Merfolk do not breed as we do, and rather differently than most fish. The males and females are both capable of carrying young, having a vagina-like slit under their genitalia, both also have penis like appendages. A third partner is necessary for successful breeding, as they must first receive the eggs from the female, which at this stage are tiny and undeveloped, then the seed from the male. This evolutionary trait has greatly helped them protect their young from scavengers. While three is the minimum needed, Merfolk of breeding age, a small window lasting only five years of their lives, will gather into mated groups of four, all four inseminating each other. This has resulted in their great numbers over the years. However any without at least a third partner, are left out of this ritual.

Thats where I came in, after explaining my intentions, a left out couple saw no harm in giving my womb a try as a place to incubate their eggs, lacking any other options. The mating was strange, they mated with me on the beach, the females “cock" was larger, both cocks felt slimy, and they were much softer and more flexible than normal land creatures when erect. When she ejaculated, I had expected...well, eggs. She assured me they were in the fluid that filled my womb, just too small to see right now. The fluid that had escaped my womb was also slimy, and very viscous, nothing like sperm, more like the whites of a raw chicken egg. The males cock was narrower, even more flexible, I had expected his sperm to be similar to most sperm, but I once again was proven incorrect, the substance felt slick, and was much thinner in consistency, closer to water.

In the end, I felt very full, my womb packed full of both. And over the weeks that followed, my belly grew with the eggs inside. It was again bizarre, with true offspring, the amniotic fluids created that telltale smooth bump, but there was no fluids, just dozens of eggs, and without clothes you could see the uneven bumps along my flesh and it was even more noticeable when you felt it! I had to stay with them the full three months, as the thin fluid the male secretes was apparently also form of nutrients for the eggs, able to be absorbed by the soft egg and used in the youngs growth with a minimum of five feedings a day to ensure they were constantly absorbing this fluid.

Then, it was time for the birthing, the eggs needing to be released hours before they hatched. Sitting in the shallows as I pushed dozens of smooth orbs, twice the size of a chickens egg. Hours later they hatched and tiny little merfolk who had yet to form arms or legs swam out.

Conclusion,

While not possible for human eggs to be fertilized by merfolk, a human can serve as an incubator for their eggs. The process is strange, and many would find it uncomfortable and even disgusting, but I just found it fascinating and a great excuse for a vacation on the waterfront.

1. Gnoll

Gnoll's live in tribal packs, prowling grasslands where they hunt their prey, whether it's man or beast. Approaching one of these packs was simply out of the question. Unlike the centaurs who normally don't take slaves, but did so to humiliate me almost certainly entirely out of spite, gnoll's are known slavers. Their hierarchies are brutal and cruel, I would most certainly be worked to death before finding out if their rape bore fruit.

Instead I had planned to flip the script on them, hire some mercenaries to capture a gnoll slaver and bring it to me in chains. While in one of the cities near the grasslands, looking for mercenaries who could track the gnolls and knew the area, I happened to encountered a mercenary who had a gnoll as a “partner." I recognized their relationship for what it more accurately was, the gnoll spoke very broken common, and his partner was obviously pocketing a much larger cut of their spoils, taking advantage of his partner who despite being the stronger of the pair, would be incapable of making a living on his own without resorting to petty crime. With my rough understanding of the gnoll language, I was able to convince this gnoll he would be better served in my employ alone, he accepted.

Gnoll mating is a wild, savage experience. Their cocks are similar in size and shape to a warg's, but a warg cannot fondle your breasts, or pin your legs beside your head while kissing you with their slobbering canine-esque faces, filling your mouth with their broad tongue. Once they start thrusting, instinct takes over and then there is no relenting, only a brutal constant pounding.

As my belly grew a small bump, we knew that our nights had not just been for fun, and nine months later, I gave birth to our daughter. Smaller, leaner, she was definitely a half-gnoll. In gnoll society these half-breeds would almost certainly be seen as weaker, pathetic, either killed by the clan early on or treated as a slave in their own right, both this and how easy it would be for an explorer to categorize a half-gnoll as simply being a runt of its litter explains the lack of documented cases.

I kept her father in my employ on a permanent basis, on paper he was a guard and someone to lead any mercenaries I hire for other endeavors. I also helped him with his common. But there are still many nights where he will share my bed.

Conclusion,

Crossbreeding with Gnoll's is definitely possible! A gnoll is also a perfect partner if you like your men large and rough.

1. Goblins

Legends have existed for hundreds of years that goblins can reproduce with just about anyone, even of them possessing unusually high virility. But, where do the old tales to keep young women from leaving the village alone end, and the true accounts begin?

I didn't have to go far this time, the town nearest me has an alchemists shop run by a goblin. I came to him with my questions. Perhaps a little anti climatically, he confirmed the stories, that goblin tribes can indeed reproduce with other species, always resulting in yet more goblin offspring. However, while I believe him, I cant just leave this entry at hearsay, can I? I asked him for a demonstration of this, and he was quite happy to oblige.

While I have loved my experiences with large partners who are able to easily manhandle me, there is something understated about such a small partner, especially one agile enough to crawl up your body while you are still standing! Sneaky too, I didn't even see the rope in his hands until he had my wrists tied behind my back, he was intent on giving me a proper demonstration of goblin breeding, nimbly tying up my whole body, leaving me helpless to a much smaller male, it was exhilarating. Their potency was also no exaggeration, soon after his demonstration, I was pregnant, and in only four months I gave birth to a brood of seven goblins.

Conclusion,

Crossbreeding with a goblin is indeed true. And if I weren't able to lead the life I currently do, I might be tempted to find a goblin tribe and become a broodmother for them.

1. Griffons

Majestic and rare, griffons are some of the most mysterious creatures that we know of, with the front of their bodies resembling giant birds, and the rear that of a lion. I spent a great deal of coin having one tracked down. While they are egg-laying creatures typically, their status as magical beasts introduces the potential of biology having little to do with success.

Griffons are intelligent, moreso than a normal animal, but unlike warg's they are well known not to hunt human prey, only to kill humans in defense of themselves or their eggs. I approached the creatures lair naked, so as to not appear threatening, dragging a gift of fresh fish behind me, much as I had with the warg's. Food is the simplest and most reliable approach in earning a creatures trust, especially creatures who tend not to covet or own trinkets, baubles, or other material goods.

Unlike the others before, this one took time. My offering and obvious lack of weapons to harm it had earned me just enough trust to approach the beast, but it wasn't easy to go beyond that. The creature did not understand my words, instead I had to rely on tone, body language, and eventually gentle touching to get it to understand what I wanted. I spent hours with him, getting him comfortable with me, sensually touching his fur and feathers, and trying to entice him with my body. He was very shy, though whether it was out of instinct not to trust humans, or that he was even potentially just having some kind of...performance anxiety? I can only speculate.

Eventually, he began to reciprocate my cuddling and nudging, once he did I got onto all fours and offered myself to him, and soon found myself lost in the shadow of this beast as he mounted me. His barbed cock matched the size of the centaurs own equine members, but unlike them he was gentle at first, making sure not to hurt me before speeding up.

I stayed with him until the morning, I had wanted to stay a day or two, but with no supplies on top of this hill, I had little choice. It turned out the griffon shared the sentiment, it wasn't until I got home that I saw him following my carriage from afar. He settled into a new den after evicting some of the local bears, and sometimes he visits me when I am in my garden.

As for our breeding, his seed did take, but the magic and dual nature of the beast created a very unexpected result as I gave birth to a lion cub! Perhaps this speaks to the nature of their creation millennia ago? Or just a magical oddity?

Conclusion,

Crossbreeding with a griffon is possible, though with odd results. Griffons can be gentle lovers, and seem to form attachments to their mates,

1. Ogre

Dumb, fat, and ugly are usually the first words one would use to describe an Ogre, though I would add smelly, gross and rude to that as well. Smart enough to speak and comprehend common, but somehow more dumb than creatures that can't do either, these ten foot tall behemoths rely on brute strength and sheer durability to survive.

I had no doubt I could convince them to mate with me, but also no doubts that even if they didn't accidentally crush me to death in the attempt, they would roast me over a fire shortly after.

I had only one option, mercenaries were hired, and I had one chained down and placed inside of a tent for some privacy. He was supposed to be gagged as well, but, well, he ate it, forcing me to endure his taunts and rude comments while I worked. Not that he really seemed to mind what I was doing outside of wishing to be unchained and take charge.

His cock was shorter than a centaurs, but thicker. I couldn't worry about taking it just yet, as his cock and entire pelvic region needed to be washed thoroughly first, before it gave me all manner of infections and rashes. Not an easy task as I had to hold back his gut the entire time.

The mating itself was thankfully brief, after a brief struggle to accommodate him, he came in only a few seconds, whether due to prior stimulation during the washing and my tightness, or just a short fuse on his end. I didn't complain, I was glad for it to be over.

Nine months later I gave birth to a very large baby boy, half-ogre, half-human. He was stronger and larger than a human, but smaller and smarter than an ogre. That's not to say he did not struggle academically, hard work and patience was definitely required.

Conclusion,

Ogre's are both dangerous, and generally unpleasant, the potential offspring is their only redeeming trait.

1. Kobolds

Some believe the kobolds are just smaller breed of lizardfolk, though others believe they are actually descended, whether naturally or by design, from the dragons whom they often serve. This seems supported by their appearance, which far more resembles a dragon than the lizardfolk. If that was the case, it was possible the more magical nature of their biology could result in offspring, a hypothesis I have had regarding dragons, but figuring out a way to approach a dragon without being incinerated and eaten before even getting a single word out was taking time.

I approached one clan openly, explaining my intention as normal. This however spooked them, they were convinced this was a trick. Kobold clans are instinctively distrustful and even hateful of other races, I needed to use this to my advantage. I located a second clan and this time begged them not to take me as a sex slave, begged them not to debase my pure pussy with their seed, and begged them not to attempt to breed me again and again. Eventually this transitioned to stroking their ego's, pretending they had broken me, that I was now their twisted subservient slave.

At this point I had been there for far too long, it was obvious their seed was having no effect. I could have tricked them and escaped at any time, but it was just too much fun! The kobolds were too small and weak to truly get so rough as to actually wear me down, and despite their small size, they made up for it with enthusiasm and a wonderful group dynamic, not to mention creativity! I can safely report there isn't an inch of my flesh that hasn't been used and jizzed on by a kobold.

But, like all valuables this kobold clan collects, it turns out I was just another treasure to be given to their patron, a giant red dragon!

Conclusion,

Kobolds are incapable of impregnating a human, but very capable lovers. If you find a stray in your travels, take him home and show him a good time, you wont regret it!

1. Dragons

Up to this point, I had been scared a few times! Hoping not to be kept by the warg's until they got hungry again, or that I would be fucked and marched until I died of exhaustion by the centaurs, all of course part of the thrill of adventure! But nothing compared to being placed at the talons of a massive dragon, just one of those clawed hands large enough to wrap around my whole waist, somehting I learned within moments as my kobold companions offering my up as a dragon snack!

I thought this was it, the end of Julia Daring, a monster fucker who finally bit off more than she could chew, a fine example of why this info has never been recorded before! I begged and pleaded with the dragon for it to hear out my offer. While it held me in its massive claw, wondering what a kobold slave could possibly offer it. I told it everything, my goal, my intentions, how I tricked the kobold and my findings from that, and my desire to learn more. Well, I suppose it should come as no surprise, since I obviously survived to write this all down for you to read right now, that he was intrigued!

A dragon of his age, few bits of knowledge existed he did not already know, and the possibility of a human breeding with a dragon? He had no idea. Rumors existed of ancient elves mating with dragons, but elves were magical creatures in their own right, a mundane human with no latent magics? And at this dragons size, losing me as a meal was hardly an issue, I might be thick where it counts, but I wasn't a filling meal for a creature like him!

Of course, one last problem existed. His cock was almost as big as me! In the end, he managed to get a little bit of his tip inside, for me it was a few inches, for him it was practically nothing, but it was enough to make sure things went where they were supposed to! While not very exciting, he held me in place with one claw, and pleasured himself with the other. Though, I will say that watching a dragon jack off was quite the pleasant show, and I had the best seat in the house!

I looked nine months pregnant after he spilled his seed, most of it winding up on the floor of the cave. I think the giant perv set me down in that puddle on purpose too! He then had the Kobolds take me home.

The twin dragons that grew inside of me pushed my body to its absolute limits! And I can't say I wasn't a little worried, some dragon eggs had been stolen or recovered by civilized races in the past, and hatched in captivity before, every time the newborn was incredibly hostile and vicious! But I trusted that a parental bond would protect me. The pregnancy lasted twelve months, a full year to the day I was inseminated. I gave birth to the pair of them, a male and a female, they were smaller, and much more docile than any reports of newborn dragons behaving.

Shortly after their birth, their father visited me, confirming they were healthy despite their size, even he was unsure if they would grow as large as normal dragons, or if their size was due to the crossbreeding. An answer to that question, I may never have in my lifetime.

That night I showed the new father some ways I thought of to have fun, despite our difference in size. I knew he would likely not bother himself to come by again to check on their progress while I still lived, so I made the most of it.

Conclusion

Crossbreeding with a dragon is indeed possible! And should you ever have a chance to mate with such a beast, I can't recommend it enough, if not for just the rarity of such a unique experience! The potential consequences of such a mating are well worth it, as my children have been nothing short of darlings, even now as they grow into their early adulthood.

Well, that concludes this volume of Julia Daring's Encyclopedia of Inter-Species Breeding! Next volume we will explore my adventures with magics and inter-dimensional beings!