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The following story focuses on the description of erotic acts with little backstory or plot and contains fetish material that may be offensive to some readers.

Main theme: Loss of Control Secondary themes: Dragoness, Pregnancy, Labor, Egg laying, Squirting, Female desperation, Urination

(She gazed off and curled her lip in worry, then said, "I have to pee.")

"Right now?" I asked, confounded. I surveyed the area around us. The ground was covered in wet lines and patches of all shapes and sizes. Extending from the dragon was a particularly large filled circle of wetness. "Well, I don't think it will make much of a difference if you just do it here."

She looked at me with her unchanged expression and explained, "Dragon urine is highly acidic. One drop could corrode a one foot deep hole in this ground."

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed. "How badly do you have to go?"

She squinted apologetically. "Pretty badly. I think I can hold it in for another ten minutes."

"Well you can't pee here!" Estimating that her bladder could hold a lot of liquid and knowing that it was full, I realized that she would cause a lot of damage to the area. But what worried me the most was the fact that it would leave highly suspicious evidence of her species. Most of the mess right now could pass as water and would probably dry up by the morning, or be rained upon and blend in, but a giant hole in the ground was hard to cover up. "You couldn't have told me this earlier?"

"I'm sorry! I couldn't feel it through all the contractions and orgasms. But now, I just have to go really badly." She had closed her legs and was pressing her thighs together.

"It's okay, we'll figure it out."

She looked ponderous. "All we need to do is find a large glass container, over six liters in volume, and safely dispose it in a large body of water. I can do the last part; I should be able to fly safely after my remaining eight eggs are out... And after a long rest. Now help me up so we can start looking."

What she said made sense. I recalled learning in high school chemistry class that sulphuric acid must be stored in glass, since it would dissolve most other materials. Then her last sentence hit me. "You're huge! Er, no offense intended. Even if you weren't so pregnant I don't think I could help you."

"Well I can't--" she placed her legs apart, hands on the ground beside her, and grunted while trying to push herself forward to get up. Failing to have enough strength, she flopped back down. She sighed then extended her left hand toward me. "Just grab my hand," she said, annoyed at her current state.

I grabbed hold of her large hand with both of mine, minding her claws. She slid her left foot to her crotch, right next to her tail, then pushed herself forward with her right hand on the ground behind her. I was leaning back with all my weight to help. Now in a sitting position, she gave a grunt and rose up with her left leg while using me for balance. I was leaning backward with my feet slowly sliding towards her. She almost lost her footing, but quickly shuffled her right foot and regained her balance. She exhaled as she straightened her legs and I stared in awe as she towered over me with her cunt slowly dripping mere inches from my face.

She noticed me staring. "In case you're wondering, that's mostly water. That's why the ground is fine right now." She moved her legs together and crossed them slightly. "But if we don't find that glass container soon..." She did a little pee dance. I watched a drop of cum roll down her thigh. "Come on, let's go," she said with urgency.

"Oh, right." I broke my leer and glanced both ways down the dimly lit street. "This way," I said to sound reassuring. I chose the direction with the fewest potential witnesses.

The dragon began walking with short strides for her size, but I still had to rush to catch up and walk beside her. For me, it was an appropriately brisk walking pace. I noticed two large bat-like wings that protruded from her back and were slightly unfolded to provide balance.

"Whoa! That's so cool!" I shouted a bit too loudly.

She looked at me to see what I meant. "Oh, my wings. Yeah, they would come in handy just about any other day." I moved to walk behind her to get a better view. After some silence, she said, "I guess it's a little late for introductions, but my name is Katrina."

I smiled even though she couldn't see. "It's been very nice to meet you, Katrina," I responded sincerely. "I'm Jake."

"It's been very nice to meet you too, Jake. I'd like to thank you for all that you've done so far. I really appreciate it. This has honestly been an unexpectedly wonderful experience thanks to you."

"Oh, it's no problem at all. It's been my pleasure, really." I wasn't lying.

She gave a small moan of anxiety. "We should go faster." She sped up with a slight waddle and I rush back beside her. "Where are we going, anyway?"

"Oh! We should be looking at these stores to see if they have any glass containers."

She slowed down to her original pace. "In that case, we shouldn't be walking so fast. How will we know if a store has one inside?"

"I don't know. Maybe by what it sells. I'm not used to keeping track of big glass boxes." I was quickly scanning all the stores around us.

"Fair enough. Let's look and think fast though. There's a lot of pressure on my bladder when I'm standing." She sounded anxious, but not very urgent.

As we kept walking with our heads rapidly turning left and right, I tried to think of which store would contain the target object. My thoughts were interrupted by my companion.

"Ooh!" Katrina had stopped walking and was clutching her big round middle.

"Shit! Already?" I stepped back in fear of the corrosive urine.

"No; contraction," she explained with her eyes closed tightly. She moaned in arousal and anxiety, then opened her eyes and looked at me for help. "What should we do?"

"Won't it help you hold it?" I asked, confused by her worry.

"No, that's only near and during an orgasm. Right now, it's increasing the pressure." She crossed her legs and bounced in urgency.

I quickly looked around for a chair for her to sit in and assume her first birthing position. Upon spotting a round table surrounded by chairs a few shops down the road, I exclaimed, "Over there! Sit in one of the chairs!"

She looked to where I was pointing and quickly shuffled towards it with her smooth thighs rubbing against each other and her hands pressing against her wet crotch. When she reached the chairs, she pulled one away from the table and tried to sit on it, but her rear was much too wide. Instead, she laid her naked body on the glass top patio table and began rubbing her wet clit with both of her hands, squeezing them with her thighs. The table's diameter barely accommodated the length of her back. I ran to join her.

"Play with my tits," she directed me impatiently.

I rubbed the side of her belly with my left hand and fondled her hard nipple with my right. Almost immediately, milk began to leak from her breasts and stream down the sides of her domed abdomen and she let out a moan. I climbed up onto the table beside her, then put my mouth over her nipple and squeezed her breast with both my hands, swallowing the liquid that followed. Her milk must have been an extreme aphrodisiac because I already felt the urge to cum. I hurriedly pulled out my cock and aimed it at the side of her gravid middle, bracing myself with my left hand against her taught skin. Watching my cock spurt strands of semen onto her caused her to begin pulling short, quick breaths. I felt the rumble emerge and instantly increase with my hand.

"Watch out! I'm gonna--" She gasped with a squeak. Legs bent and hovering in the air, she grabbed her ass and spread her pussy wide for the egg. I got off the table. She threw her head back in silence, then shouted, "I'M... CUMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG!!!!! NNNNGGAAAAAAAA!!!" The familiar wet sound was heard as her fifth egg left her body. She began gently rolling from side to side as she moaned and climaxed.

Noticing she was about to fall off of the table, I shuffled into position and reached out to give her support. Her hands met mine and she swung her legs over to land in front of me. When her feet landed heavily on the ground, I felt her hands leave mine to press down on my shoulders for support. With her trembling legs bent and her belly hanging below her, she was squirting directly at the ground between her feet. I could feel some of the warm liquid splash up to hit my pants. I placed my hands on her belly as if helping to support it, even though it was much too heavy. I just wanted to feel it. She kept cumming and crying out in pleasure with her hands weighing heavily on my shoulders. I could feel the stretched muscles in her abdomen tighten and loosen in pulses. Her constant stream of cum was finally broken into smaller bursts while her body synchronously jerked up and down, her belly occasionally bumping against me.

When her pulses finally stopped, she looked up at me with an expression of pure bliss. "That worked," she said.

Looking down at my exposed penis, I jokingly remarked, "Worked for me too."

We held our positions and relaxed for a moment before she said, "Okay, now we're going to have to hurry."

I guessed that the pressure on her bladder had returned with a vengeance. She removed her weight from my shoulders and went back to crossing her thighs while I put my dick back in my pants and shifted my attention back to the important task at hand.

We resumed walking our path and scanning the shops. Katrina was taking short, quick steps with one hand wedged between her thighs. We were both glancing at shops more quickly now to accommodate our increased walking speed.

Katrina broke the short-lived silence. "Do you think we'll find something soon?"

"I really hope so, but I have no idea. I still don't really know what we're hoping to find," I answered honestly. "How are you doing?"

"I'm okay for now," she responded unconvincingly.

Glancing over at Katrina's face, I could tell she was desperately trying to hold in the flood. She briefly squeezed her eyes shut in a grimace, causing her to fail to notice an oncoming sidewalk tree. She was slightly startled by the leaves tickling her face as she passed by it. A few steps later, she stopped walking abruptly. She sniffled a bit.

"Uh oh," she said quietly.

"What?" I turned to face her.

Her eyebrows raised, eyes half-closed, and mouth opened slightly. She drew in a short breath with her mouth, paused, then announced, "I'm gonna sneeze," while frantically gesturing at her crotch with both of her hands.

After a moment, I understood and grew worried. If she sneezed with a fully loaded bladder in such a crowded belly, she wouldn't be able to help some pee from escaping. And in her case, "some" could be a lot. I saw her head tilt back a bit.

I thrust out my arms and shouted, "No, don't!"

Her head tilted further back as she drew a deeper breath.

"No-no-no!" I blurted out. I braced myself for the worst.

After a few seconds that felt more like minutes, she exhaled and her face changed back to normal. I noticed a couple thin streams of smoke leaving her nostrils.

"Whew, that was close," I commented. "The feeling is gone, right?"

She nodded. "I think so." She paused. "Wait." She took a short breath in and out through her mouth. "Oh no." Once again, she looked like she was about to sneeze.

"Shit. Okay, try to stop it. Rub your nose or something." This huge dragon was going to sneeze destructively and I was helpless to prevent it. I desperately tried to think of a safe way to contain her imminent explosion.

Katrina began furiously rubbing her nose with one hand while the other was jammed between her tightly crossed thighs. "It's not working," she cautioned.

An idea hit me. "The tree!" I exclaimed. Pointing at the tree we had just past, I elaborated, "Go over the dirt around the tree!" It would be a lot easier for the public to accept a fresh deep hole in the soil than in the sidewalk.

The dragon's eyes were closed. Her breaths became labored as her finger moved back and forth across her nostrils.

"Come on, move!! It's right over there!" My words seemed to go unnoticed.

"Aaaah..." she warned reflexively with her finger steadily covering her nostrils. She had held it back as long as she could.

"What are you doing? Don't sneeze yet!" I ordered her, feeling a lot less confident than I sounded.

"AAAAAH..." She parted her legs into a relaxed stance and moved her hands to rest atop her belly.

"No! Not here! Close your legs!!" I demanded. I thought about trying to move her with force, but reluctantly decided that she was much too heavy.

Eyebrows raised, she began to take in a long, deep breath that made her hand rise with her inflating belly.

"STOP! HOLD IT IN!!" I shouted desperately as she kept growing.

It seemed like her lungs had an infinite capacity. Finally, the swelling stopped. Her mouth twitched for a moment. I ran onto the road to be out of danger and watch from her side.

"AAAAAAAAAACHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" she erupted. Her vocalization was accompanied by fire that licked the sidewalk a few feet in front of her. A small burst of piss was simultaneously expelled from her other end in a short burst and onto the innocent sidewalk.

Frozen, I watched in disbelief. The sight of the dragon's breasts bouncing on her spherical belly was admittedly arousing. I noticed a hissing noise coming from the ground near Katrina and walked up to her to see what it was. The cause of the noise was right behind her: a one-foot wide hole in the sidewalk that was slowly caving in deeper while the hissing was getting quieter. It looked like it was going to be about two feet deep by the end. Slow drips from Katrina's slit were corroding a much smaller hole between her legs. I heard her heavy breathing and walked to her side. She was hunched over and clutching her protruding middle. I assumed she was upset, so I put my hand on her shoulder and tried to console her.

"Hey, it's alright. You couldn't help it. Don't worry; I'm sure people won't even think much of the hole." I wanted to believe my own words.

Katrina drew a short breath in, the same as before. "No, move back." She blindly waved her arm at me. "I always sneeze twi--" Her words were cut off by a deeper breath that caused her to straighten up and cover her snout with both hands. She held her breath but it began to waver.

I took the hint and hurried back to a safe distance away. I watched helplessly, wishing I could do something to prevent the inevitable eruption.

"AAAAAAAAH..."

"Aim for the same hole!" I exclaimed, hoping she would heed my advice.

Once again, she began inflating with an impossibly deep breath. She paused upon reaching her peak. I waited in anticipation.

"AAAAAAAAAAAACHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Fire crawled along the sidewalk ahead of her while another small surge of piss entered the hole behind her. Concurrently, her claws dug into the sides of her firm roundness.

I was relieved that she didn't make another hole. "It's always only twice, right?" I asked.

She was facing the ground with her eyes closed, trying to regain her composure. "Yes, I'm done." She let out a sigh of relief. "Sorry about that. I guess there isn't much we can do about it now." She sounded sincere and rational.

"Yeah, no point dwelling over it." I concurred. "You must be almost empty now, right?" I asked as I walked towards the hole.

She shook her head. "Not even close. That was nothing compared to what I have left. I'm still basically full." She let out an anxious moan. "Get me some leaves so I can wipe, then we REALLY have to hurry or I'll make this pothole into a giant crater."

As I hurried to the tree to fetch some leaves, I thought about how much fluid she had ejaculated from cumming so many times. It seemed like an implausible amount, even with her enormous size. And to have such a large amount of another fluid inside of her at the same time seemed impossible, but so did spending a night with a dragon.

As I approached Katrina, I couldn't help but pause for a moment to stare at her dripping cunt and round ass while she remained gently squatting over the hole with her tail raised. I forced myself to concentrate and handed Katrina the leaves. As she wiped her slit with the bunch leaves, they hissed and dissolved in her hands. She dropped the remains in the deep hole, where they dissolved completely.

She moaned again and assumed her former pose with her legs squeezed tightly together and a hand stuck between them against her crotch. "Okay, let's go," she said impatiently as she waddled onward. I caught up to walk beside her.

"How about you look left and I'll look to the right," I suggested.

"Okay," she agreed.

I speculated what sorts of glass containers we could find and the kinds of shops we could find them in. I thought about display cabinets in jewellery shops. Assuming the volume was large enough, there remained the issue of obtaining such a piece of property. I decided to pitch the idea to my struggling friend. "What if we staged a robbery to get a glass display case? Like from a jewellery shop or something?"

"And if there's an alarm? I'm in no condition to make a quick getaway," Katrina replied, still scanning the shops on her side. She made a good point, but also revealed that she wasn't opposed to the idea of breaking the law discretely.

"We'll choose a place that's less likely to have a good alarm system. Like a convenience store. They usually have glass counters to show lottery tickets underneath." I hoped Katrina had some tricks up her sleeve to break in quietly and efficiently.

"I suppose that could work. I'm getting desparate now anyway." The tone of her voice confirmed her remark.

I watched her grimace uncomfortably and dip with a step.

"How much longer?" I asked, afraid of what the answer might be.

She shook her head. "I don't know. Just keep looking. Hurry."

She increased her pace and I sped up to match it, glimpsing at the shops across the street. Now that we had a more specific target in mind, we could look more quickly. I recognized the shops I was seeing and recalled what lay ahead.

"There should be a small convenience store at the end of the next block!" I exclaimed. "We're on the right side of the street."

"Mm," she grunted in acknowledgement.

We continued at the same swift pace. It was obvious that the pressure on Katrina's bladder kept her from speeding up.

"We're almost there, just half a block more," I encouraged my partner.

Katrina began to slow down.

"Come on, we're so close! I can see it at the end there!" I stated enthusiastically.

Her eyes were squeezed shut in a grimace as she staggered on. I noticed her legs begin to quiver with each step. Then she stopped walking. Her legs continued to shake as she bounced on them.

She opened her eyes with an apologetic look. "I'm sorry. I can't make it," she confessed, slowly shaking her head. She was breathing heavily through her nose. "I'm so sorry."

"Okay, calm down. You've held it in this far. You just need to hold it in for another minute."

"I can't," she stated breathily. "I can feel it about to come out. I can't stop it." She closed her eyes. "Oh gods... Why do I feel like I'm close to cumming, too...?" She gasped as her trembling legs gave out and caused her to kneel. "This sensation..." she muttered. The hand that was shoved between her thighs began to move in a rubbing motion while the other fondled her breast, eliciting a moan from the heavy dragon who was now shivering all over.

"Whoa, hey. That's not a good idea," I cautioned. "Just let it out here if you need to. Let's try to contain it to one spot."

She was panting now and rubbing her clit more vigorously. Her body shook from the intense sensation as her heavy breathing became vocalized from the increasing pleasure.

"Stop it! I'm serious! Think about what you're doing!" I wanted her to realize what would happen if she climaxed with a brimming bladder.

She continued to masturbate as my words were ignored.

"KATRINA!" I hollered.

Startled by the sternness in my voice, her eyes snapped open and her hands stopped moving, but her body continued to shake from the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

"Oh gods, you're right!" she acknowledged. "Ngh!" she grunted as her eyes closed briefly with a lurch of her body. "But I think--" Her words were overtaken by short, quick panting. "It's already..." Her quick puffs turned into slower, deep breaths of hyperventilation. "Too late," she concluded between heaves.

I shuffled backwards but kept watching Katrina as she tried to gain control of her body. With her body beginning to shake more violently, she appeared to be losing the battle. She rocked back and forth on her knees, her blimp of a belly nearly touching the ground. With the next forward movement, her belly was compressed by the sidewalk. I heard the ground hiss loudly.

"Oh no," she muttered in a high voice. Her body's shaking made it seem like she was sitting on a subwoofer at full blast. Her voice continued to raise in pitch. "Oh no, oh no, oh no!" She squeezed her eyes shut and stated, "You need to go. Now!"

"It's okay," I reassured her. "Just let it out, but try to contain it to one spot."

"Not gonna happen," she informed me while shaking her head. Her voice sounded very constrained. "I'm about to cum, hard." Her body shook harder from the effort of restraining herself. "Oh godssssss! It's all gonna to come out! AaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!"

As she yelled and roared, the dragon's nether cannon began to fire a powerful stream of cum and urine mixed together that splashed against the ground underneath her. The strong flow of dangerous liquid was swiftly redirected as Katrina fell onto her back and showered the sidewalk far beyond us. She appeared to have lost control of her body, for the most part, as she thrashed and jerked wildly. I took a few more steps back to ensure a safe distance. She seemed to be trying to redirect her ejaculation downward, without much success, as evidenced by recurrently pushing herself up to a near-standing position, only to crash back down on her padded posterior. As I watched the endless fountain wet the sidewalk and parts of the road, I could hear a symphony of hisses backed up by Katrina's breathy moans. Many holes began to appear as much of the ground corroded.

Inevitably, the dragon's climaxed waned and she was left lying in a shallow, oddly shaped hole created by her own secretions. She lay there, taking deep breaths of exhaustion that made her heavy middle rise and fall.

I broke the silence. "As sexy and tired as you look right now, I hate to say this, but we should really get out of here." As much as I had enjoyed the show, I had to focus on the current danger and would have to save the vivid memory for a more appropriate time.

"You're right," she said, still fatigued. She slid backwards and pushed herself up and out of the hole to sit on its edge.

I loved the way the sides of her ass bulged when she sat down.

"We have to get my eggs first. I'll sense where they are and we can split up to get them all."