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"Lieutenant! You've got a holo!" The voice over the intercom was the ship's quartermaster, the one who took care of everybody onboard the super-carrier as it drifted through it's long tours off-planet. The receptacle beside the door clicked and the light turned green, indicating something waited within.

Lieutenant Gary Dracona stood up from where he rested on the edge of his bed and moved to pull the slot open and retrieve the small octagonal disk within.

Dracona was a fighter pilot for the super-carrier Chiron and was often away from home but his mate, Emily Dracona, frequently sent him holo-vids of life back home. It wasn't much, but a hologram of his mate was better than nothing at all. He was a red-scaled dragon, his mate green. They had a son, also green-scaled, who was, by his calendar, about to turn fourteen in a few days. He missed Emily and their son Jake. Any opportunity to see holos of the two of them made his day.

Dressed only in his loose-fitting boxers, Dracona moved towards the holoplayer and plugged the disk into the empty slot before he stepped back and turned around. All at once, his bedroom wasn't really his at all, but the bedroom he shared with Emily at home. She stood in the middle of the room in a bathrobe, smiling at a point to his right he knew to be the holorecorder.

"Hello, Gary! You've been away for a month now and we miss you both terribly, but I'm keeping my promise. I'll keep making recordings so you are up to date with things around here."

Gary smiled and stepped over slowly so he stood where the holorecorder would have been, so his mate was staring at him instead of at a space on the wall. It made it more...personal that way. Like she was there with him.

"My mother's back in the hospital again. Molting is getting harder and harder for her as she gets older. Lucy," her sister, "is doing her best to take care of her though. Jake's missing you terribly too. He joined the fencing team in school and his heart breaks every tournament he goes to and you're not there... and speaking of which, why don't we say hi to him?" She asked, turning to crane her head at the door behind her, giving Gary a splendid profile of her robe-covered breast. They weren't massive, but they weren't little either. Just perfect, in his mind.

Behind her, two great wings folded neatly along her back above a tail that swayed slowly, sensually as always.

"JAKE! Can you come up here, please!?" she called, then smiled and looked back to Gary.

A couple minutes later, the door opened and the green-scaled adolescent stepped in, breathing heavily. "I'm here!" he said, closing the door behind him. "Do you need something, mom?"

Jake was a little shorter than Emily, a little skinnier to but he was so young so that was to be expected. He stood dressed in sweat pants and a loose t-shirt, his own wings lightly folded behind him above a tail that flicked, twitching to and fro with energy it didn't know what to do with.

"Yes, I do. Why don't you come here for a moment, please?" Emily asked, smiling warmly as their son complied and strode forward.

Before he had even stopped moving in front of her, Emily was lowering herself to her knees and hooking her fingers in the waistband of his sweats. He stopped and tensed up, his green eyes widening as his mother pulled his sweats down to his ankles to reveal those growing balls and sheathe.

He opened his mouth to question her, but all that came was a deep gasping moan as she leaned forward, her forked tongue snaking out to trail along his balls and sheathe. She gripped at his thighs and rump with her hands, lightly letting her claws rake down his green scales from time to time as little by little, she coaxed the black flesh from its protective hiding.

Once Jake was hard as a rock and every last one of his thirteen inches throbbed beneath the ministrations of his mother's skilled tongue, Gary released a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. He looked around, then charged to the subspace radio, but stopped halfway there. "This was over a year ago..." he whispered to no one in particular. "Even if I called home on the emergency channel, this has already happened." He turned back to face the holograms as Emily stood up and drew Jake's t-shirt up over his head, dropping it to the floor moments later.

Stepping back, she untied the sash of her white bathrobe and slowly pulled it away from her body, letting it drop to the floor to reveal her naked glory. The dark green scales covering her form were smooth and shiney, like oiled skin in the light of the lamps in the bedroom. Her hips were wide, giving away to anyone who couldn't tell already that she was a mother. Her breast was of delicious proportion to the rest of her body. Not to big, but not petite either.

The light green scales over her chest and belly were a delightful contrast to the darker sage that covered the rest of her form, and it was these scales that Jake examined intently. His wide eyes trailed from her exposed breast to the moist slit between her legs and back. It was only when Emily reached her hands up to his shoulders and pushed him back to the bed that he seemed to snap back into reality. He stammered at her for a moment as she pushed him onto his back, but silenced again as a finger pressed to his lips.

Emily slowly crawled onto the bed, straddling her son's hips and throbbing black length. She smiled down at him, her back perpendicular to his body as she reached down to gently curl her digits around his knotted length, slowly stroking slowly over the wonderful ridges that Gary knew drove her insane with pleasure, that he knew drove her to the heights of orgasm unimaginable by other species.

He was unable to pull his eyes away from what was happening, nor direct the computer to stop the images as Gary watched Emily slowly lower her body onto their son's cock, impaling herself to the hilt.

Smiling down at Jake, Emily slowly started to lift herself and ease back down, dragging those ridges and that un-inflated knot out of herself repeatedly, making Jake gasp and writhe in response.

His hands shot up, fumbling against Emily's scales for a moment but she reached to his hands, slowly guiding them to her breast to show him how she wanted to be touched. Gary knew when he caught on because Emily immediately began softly sighing and gasping, her eyes closed as Jake squeezed the breast he had suckled from fourteen years prior.

Like all boys his age, Jake was gasping on the verge of orgasm in only a few minutes. Emily, too, was starting to softly moan as the boy's knot began to swell. She seemed to bounce in place for a moment in Jake's lap, but after a moment of that she rose up several inches then slammed her hips down hard against Jake's own. The two green dragons arched their backs and cried out in unison in their first shared orgasm.

Gary's brows knit together a little tighter and he shook his head, growling under his breath as Emily leaned down to gently kiss their son upon the lips, then a little more deeply.

They embraced for a long time, their hands roaming over one another as they kissed and licked eachother's faces. After an amount of time that felt like an eternity to Gary, Emily lifted herself off of Jake with an audible -pop-. He was a little amazed to see not a single drop of the boy's cum leaking from her still-quivering womanhood.

"Now, Jake, I'm going to show you something no one else knows. You have to promise me you will never tell a soul about any of this. Deal?" Emily asked as she stood up and away from the bed where Jake lifted his head and nodded breathlessly.

Again Emily turned and looked straight at where Gary stood, where the holo-recorder must have hovered. There was a disheartening twinkle in her eyes that soon became apparent as to the origin.

Gary gasped, his eyes going wide as a second slit just above her quivering womanhood parted and slowly, little by little, a black ridged-and-knotted cock slid free, almost two feet long and much thicker than his own. She was a Deracine! They were supposed only to exist in legends, beings that embodied fertility and sexuality! She was... How could he not have known? How could she keep such a secret from him!?

When finally she stood fully erect, her black-skinned cock throbbing in its ridged and knotted glory, Emily grinned wickedly at Gary, then turned to face her son on the bed once again, her hands resting on her hips. "What do you think?"

Still laying on his back, Jake blinked in shock and amazement, simply staring at his mother as she stood before him. Gary couldn't prove it, but he swore Jake's own foot-and-a-few got a little harder as he stared at his mother's dick.

Giving a soft laugh, Emily stepped forward and leaned over her son, nibbling at his neck for a moment before she kissed him deeply. Even as she kissed him, and the boy instinctively kissed her back, she had reached down and curled her digits around her cock, guiding it forward slowly until it pressed against Jake's tail hole. Jake's eyes widened and he called out loudly into his mother's muzzle as she started to push her ridged length into his body, stretching his body like it never had been before.

What Gary thought was a cry of pain, perhaps agony, was quickly disproven when Jake wrapped his arms tightly around Emily and buried his face in her neck. He held on for dear life, moaning loudly in an unnatural pleasure as his mother hilted herself inside of him. She gasped and moaned lightly, licking her lips as she smirked and started to straighten up.

Jake reluctantly released her neck and laid back against the bedding. He gathered the blankets against his palms and held on tightly, his back arching as Emily dragged those ridges one by one out of his tight virgin body. He spread his legs wide, an instinct he hadn't realized he'd had.

Climbing more fully onto the bed, Emily knelt between her son's legs and smirked at him. Leaning forward, she again hissed him deeply before throwing all premise of foreplay to the wind. She slammed her hips forward and withdrew them just as quickly before repeating the process, making Jake cry out loudly and wrap his arms and legs around his mother's neck and waist.

He bucked against her wildly, thrusting his throbbing length against her taut tummy each time she drove into him. Just like Jake, though, Emily's virgin cock didn't yet have anything resembling stamina and it's first real stimulation had driven Emily straight over the edge. She drove herself straight into him, slamming her hips against his own and holding them there. Her knot swelled suddenly, sealing Jake's virgin hole shut.

Both dragons threw their heads back and cried out loudly, moaning and whining in shared orgasm. To Gary's horror, Jake's belly began to swell and grow and expand until he looked as though he were well into a pregnancy. Finally as the pair came down from their climax, they stared into one another's eyes and leaned into a passionate embrace, kissing one another not as mother and son should, but as lovers do.

Gary was immensely relieved when they whole of the room shifted. The bed was made, Jake was nowhere to be seen, and any evidence of their act had been cleaned and removed. There, sitting at the foot of the bed was Emily, no doubt a second part of the holo-recording that had been sent to him. She smiled, wearing one of her see-through lingerie nighties he loved so much, but one hand was idly stroking her rock hard two-foot erection. She smiled at him, at the holo-recorder he reminded himself, and gave a soft sigh.

"Well we wont be recording another session tonight. Jake's sleeping over at a friend's house. They're having a video game party or something like that, so it's just you and me." She licked her lips and gave a soft moan, glancing down at her cock before refocusing her attention back at him. "He's such a good boy. We fucked all night last night and most of this morning. It's so nice to know I'll be able to be filled with someone's hot cum when you aren't here, my love... and so wonderful to finally be able to share what I truly am." She said, closing her eyes for a moment and giving a soft moan. She smiled to herself, rubbing a dribble of pre-cum into her already glistening black shaft.

"And his body, so tight... It has a mind of it's own, milking me for every drop that I can gi-..."

She was cut off, however, when the bedroom door swung open and a young dragonling dressed in a little nighty with cartoon characters all over it rushed in. Her scales were bright pink, her eyes a deep purple, and the little nubs that would grow into horns atop her head a metallic gold. She held a teddy bear tightly in one hand while the other reached out towards Emily. The poor dear must have had a nightmare, what with the look of terror on her face.

"Mommy! Mommy! I had a bad dream! Mommy! Can I sleep with you tonight!?" the little girl pled as she rushed forward, but she slowly came to a stop in front of her mommy, her eyes wide and indeed immensely curious at the black shaft proudly throbbing for all to see. "What's that?"

Emily looked, horrified, at the little girl for several moments, terrified at the prospect of not only being caught with her cock in her hand, but caught with her cock in her hand by her baby girl. However, after a moment, the terror gave way to a wicked smile, and a look that frightened Gary lifted to meet his eyes.

Looking back down to the little girl, Emily smiled and reached down to pick her up and set her on the bed beside her. "Oh, sweety, of course you can sleep with mommy tonight. What's wrong, Sara?"

The little girls eyes however were glued on that throbbing meat in Emily's lap. Unblinking, she asked curiously "What's that? How come you have one and I don't?" Unconsciously, a little hand rested over her covered groin, feeling for what wasn't there.

"Well, why don't I show you, sweety? Maybe that'll help you feel better?" Emily asked, smiling lightly down at the girl who nodded without hesitation. "Alright. First, let's get you undressed, ok? I cant show you why I have this if you've got clothes on."

Setting her teddy aside, Sara eagerly pulled her little nighty over her head, tossing it to the floor and leaving herself wearing only a pair of pink panties that blended perfectly with her scales. "Like this?"

Emily laughed and shook her head. She turned, gently pushing the young dragonling down to her back. "Not quite." Hooking her claws in the girl's panties, she pulled them down Sara's narrow hips and down her legs before tossing them aside carelessly. "There we go." She said, fully rolling onto the young girl. She smiled, pushing Sara's legs apart before guiding her massive length forward. "Gimme a kiss, honey."

She leaned forward and kissed Sara full on the lips, a touch that startled the young girl, for it was unlike any kiss she'd received before. Emily's lips covered her own so fully, pressing their muzzles tightly together.

It was sufficient to muffle the loud scream as Emily suddenly drove her hips forward. Gary's eyes widened in horror as he watched Sara's legs kick straight up in the air on either side of his wife's waist. He couldn't see Sara very well beneath Emily's larger form, but with how far and how fast Emily's wide hips had thrust forward, he knew she'd hilted the young girl in one fel swoop.

She didn't even give pause for her daughter's obvious agony. Instead she started to thrust fast and hard against the tense, writhing little girl, her hips slapping the child's audibly each time she hilted herself inside the undeveloped body beneath her.

Sara's screams continued, muffled by Emily's persistent muzzle. Gary had no doubt Emily and Jake had spent all night and day fucking. Her stamina was tenfold what it had been the night before. After a half hour of constant thrusting, Emily lifted herself up and away from Sara for better leverage, but the young girl's voice was hoarse and ragged. All she could do was cry, whimper, and moan in what Gary knew was confusion. It was as if the girl knew she was in utter pain, but wasn't sure if it felt good enough to ignore that fact.

The legends, after all, say the touch of a Deracine was pleasure incarnate, which of course would explain Jake's immediate willingness to allow his mother to continue fucking his ass the first holo-recording Gary had watched. Perhaps, he suspected, it was having the same effect, to a certain degree, on little Sara.

After forty-five minutes of watching Emily ceaselessly raping his daughter, Gary was almost relieved to see the older woman's hips suddenly still. Emily arched her back and called out loudly, her voice joining Sara's own cry, though the latter was not one of pleasure. From where he stood, Gary could see Sara's body stretched and distended visible, stretched so tight around Emily's cock that he could see every ridge, every pulse in vivid detail, and that knot was swelling so large, he couldn't help but wonder how Sara wasn't being torn in half.

What surprised him even more was the way her belly suddenly began to swell and grow, expanding without pause for at least a couple minutes as she screamed and writhed and moaned beneath her mother's orgasming ministrations. When finally the bloating seemed to stop, Gary could only shake his head in disbelief. It was as though someone had inflated a large beach ball inside his little girl. She was utterly massive. Her tummy bulged outward obscenely, jiggling with every little movement and what's more, as Emily pulled herself out of the young girl, not even a drop escaped her somehow.

"It hurts, mommy!" Sara cried, lifting her head to stare in bewilderment at her large tummy, a mass that doubled her previous size. "Am I gonna have babies?"

Emily, breathing heavily, smiled down at Sara and shrugged her shoulders lightly, leaning down to gently kiss and nuzzle the jiggling mass of cum-filled tummy. "Do you want babies?"

Sara, not quite understanding what the question entailed, what babies meant for a person and so on, blinked for a moment, then nodded. "Yes! I want a baby brother!"

Grinning wickedly, Emily glanced to where the holo-recorder hovered approximately where Gary stood watching the recording, then looked back down to Sara and kissed her tummy again. "Then you'll have babies."

Sara smiled at that and suddenly yawned big and wide. "It... it doesn't hurt any more, mommy... It just feels sloshy." She reached her little arms up to cradle her large tummy even as Emily covered her with a blanket.

"It will go down by the end of the weekend, sweety." She smiled lightly and kissed Sara's brow before the room once again reformed itself as the third part of the recording began Well, almost.

Emily sat up at the edge of the bed, gasping and moaning loudly as Jake thrust hard into her body again and again, his rock hard cock pistoning relentlessly into her eager womanhood over and over. Emily clung to him, her arms wrapped around his shoulders and neck, and her legs wrapped around his waist. Through her moans and groans of utter pleasure, a wicked knowing expression covered her face. Her eyes stared unblinking right at Gary. No, at the holo-recorder he had to remind himself again. But that look was meant for him.

How much time had passed? Was this the next day? The next week? He wasn't sure, but both Emily and Jake seemed to have been going at it for a while, their bodies glistening with sweat and passion. But they seemed only to be getting started! No doubt frequent fucking had built up their collective stamina considerably.

Emily held on for dear life for several minutes, staring straight through him all the while. Finally she threw her head back, gasping and crying out loudly as she let go of her son's shoulders. She fell back onto the bed, but Jake kept thrusting without pause, moaning on his own. Emily's tits bounced in time with the hard thrusts, the impacts of Jake's hips colliding with her own, and her belly beneath them bounced just the same. They must have been fucking for a long time before the recording had begun because her tummy was absolutely massive!

Emily's hands curled in the disheveled blankets on either side of her head for a moment, but they soon descended on her own body, one squeezing at her buxom breast, pinching her own nipples and squeezing the swell of her tits while her other hand rested upon her belly.

"I'm cumming! I'M CUMMING! Give it to us, Jake! Cum in me!" she cried out loudly as she arched her back, thrusting her bust and belly into the air as Jake forced himself into her body one more time and held himself there.

Unlike in the previous sessions, however, his seed gushed out around his length, coating his body and her own generously. Gary was unsure what to make of it. Her body could take more, he was sure. Maybe her womb was closed off, but that would mean...

"Oh, fuck Jake!" Emily moaned, writhing and squirming on the bed. "Fill me up, Jake! Give your brother and I that cum!"

Gary's eyes widened. She wasn't filled with cum, she was pregnant!? With his son's child!? The bitch had recorded all of this and sent it to him!? What possible reason did she have for this!? He turned and slammed his fist down on where he knew the holoterminal to be on his desk. The fantasy shattered and faded, leaving the silence of his quarters. There would be hell to pay when the ship made it's return trip...