The Happy Moment
This is actually my first attempt on writing a story and posting it here of all things. Sure it may not have that same depth as the other stories on my page that I have commissioned, but I think it should work for you guys. Just... take it easy on me when making comments. :3
Also note that I have not used any names on this short story. It's something different that I wanted to do as well.
The blue and red dragoness stood in front of the mirror in her bathroom, looking at her nude body with her wings extended. She turned left and turned right, checking out her own features; her full breasts which became fuller with milk and her pudgy rump, which showed her child bearing hips. And the change of her usual slim and taut boday was caused by what she was looking down at now. She was holding her belly. Her bulging belly. Her belly that contained signs of life in her.
She growled softly as she looked back at the mirror, standing back in front of it and looking at her lower half of her body. Her belly was growing large enough to nearly conceal the red patches that was at her crotch. "I can't believe that I won't be able to see that for a while. I can't believe that he would do that to me", she grumbled to herself, trying to show off her rough side she usually flaunts when she is out. But deep inside her, her motherly instinct was starting to make her smile. It was a small smile, small enough for someone to see if they passed by her. But she was in the comfort of her own home, knowing that no one would ever see that in her.
After looking at the mirror for another five minutes, the drakess made her way to the shower, turning the water on and letting it warm up before closing her wings tight and stepping inside. The warm water pelted her horns and blue scales before it trickled down her body and on to the shower floor. She closed her eyes and relaxed, letting the water soak her before lathering her scrub towel with soap and letting the towel travel all around her chest. At the same time, her mind traveled to the point where she knew her body conceived the seeds from the male she was mating with. The raccoon she had a crush on since she enterd the center he worked at a few months back.
As the clawed hands moved down to her belly to wash, her mind went to the act, where the raccoon brought her to his room and he had her on her back, panting and moaning as the toned male rocked his body against hers and his member filled her vaginal canal over and over. The dragones was now lost in the moment, the towel dropping to the floor as her free red claw was drifting down to her red crotch and teasing the folds of her sex, thinking of it as it happened yesterday. The soft brown fur that brushed against her belly over and over. The manly scent of the male that held her. The grunts coming from him, knowing that he was doing his best to breed the female he was mating.
Moans escaped from the dragoness' muzzle as she moved herself back to the wall, needing some sort of support as she continued to drive her fingered claw inside her vaginal opening sending small shivers up and down her body from the pleasure. She never really engaged in any self pleasure, but the following acts was too hot for her. She needed the raccoon more, enjoying the thick shaft he pumped in and out of her cunny, knowing that he had more of the thick fertile seed to feed in her womb. Her fingers was not enough for her; she needed something thick. Something the size of her breeding partner. Her wings fluttered and hit one of the shampoo bottles, the neck of it thick enough to resemble something of the real thing. The blue drakess eagerly took the bottle and pushed the tip right inside of her wanting sex, moaning out loudly as she started to pump it up and down.
The movement was slow at first, her used cunt getting used to the shape and form of the bottle as she leaned back against the shower wall. Her mind was still on the raccoon, looking into his black eyes as he groped her breasts hard and pinched her nipples. Her nipples became erect while the water flowing from the shower brought the tingling sensation of pleasure through the scaled figure. The pace picked up quickly, the water helping on the lubrication of the bottle as it slid in and out of her sex, her moans becoming more apparent. Faster and faster the bottle went, her mind remembering the pace the raccoon used on her when he was breeding her. The feel of his hot breath as he panted heavily on her neck. The feel of his heavy cum filled balls as it slapped against her body.
And it was those feelings that made her climax in the shower; imagining the cry of the raccoon as he reached his climax, pushing in her as far as he could while his member did its job of ejaculating all of his raccoon baby batter in her wanting cunt, feeding to her womb where it would travel to her egg chambers and mix in with the available eggs. She panted and growled out as her body shivered in her orgasm, calling his name out before sitting down on the shower floor. Her body still twitched once it was all over, the water continued to rain down on her scaled body.
She would have stayed there for quite a while, but the shower had other ideas, the warm water that was soaking her turning cold by the second. She broke free from her daydream, standing back up and rinsing herself off as quick as she could before the water became too cold. Successfully washing off whatever soap was on her body, the drakess turned off the water and quickly stepped out of the shower stall, taking the towel on the sink and wrapping it around her body. The towel still didn't hide the fact that she is expecting as she walked over to her bedroom, drying herself once she made it to her bed. She knew she had to talk to the father of her clutch, the raccoon at the center. She wanted him to breed her again and again... maybe even ending up as his breeding pet.
After a few minutes of drying her soaked scales, she tossed the used towel in the hamper, using her tail to pick up the small nightgown she usually wore to bed. Once she slipped the silk fabric on, she moved back the covers on the bed and slid her pregnant body inside under the covers. She smiled once more before turning off the lights, resting her head back against the pillows. As she closed her eyes, it seemed like her dream had already started, wondering what the hatchlings would look like. Since dragons were usually the dominant gene in any copulation, she would expect them all to be dragons with the possibility of one of them being furry like their father. She hoped one of them would look exactly like her as she finally fell asleep.