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Riptide gave a loud yawn as he stretched out his legs, tail, arms, wings, and his back, his black scales also shined in the soft morning light. Unlike normal dragons, who still came in all colors, his black scales melted into a pink underbelly, with three stripes of pink on each of his arms, and finally a pink tail with black markings much like someone would see on a snake. All he wore was a pair of boxer shorts and a large night shirt.

Now while most dragons grew stocky and muscular, his frame had stayed the same through the course of his life, more feminine and soft than other dragons his age; but he was still fast and agile, which had earned him the point of a hunter. On this day, however, none of that mattered, for today was the day he was to come of age. He was over joyed as he practically jumped out of bed, before stripping out of his night shirt and laying out some clothes for the day. Once finished he grabbed a towel and proceeded to the shower.

Once he was under the stream of heated waters, he began to think of all the things he could do as a full-fledged dragon. As the things rushed through his head, and his body was cleansed of the previous day's filth, his tail came to wrap around his waist. Soon his mind drifted to one thing in particular, and that was the dragonesses that awaited him on this faithful day. Now that he was of age he could go to the temple to take one whenever he wanted.

He soon climbed out of the shower and grabbed the towel that hang next to it, quickly wiping himself dry and heading into the hall way, then into his simple room. Once inside his inner sanctum he began to adorn the smile pair of boxers. Before buttoning the button that held up the simple garment around his waist, soon after fallowed the pant and the same tail process, finally came his shirt forming a hole opening for his wings, before sealing to the small ring once again.

Soon after he was dressed he heard his father call out, "RIPTIDE BREAKFAST!" and the dragon wasted no time bolting down the stairs to the dining room. Inside his father sat over a large skillet, were the smell of bacon, eggs, cheese, potatoes, and onions wafted from, mixing together for the familiar smell of his favorite breakfast. "Happy birthday champ, once breakfast is done I'll give your present, and then you need to head to the village elders, you got the summons." He said with a wink, grabbing two plates and filling them with the cheesy goodness.

The meal passed with a bit of teasing from his father that once he came back he was going to be having 'the greatest time in his life' that night, making the younger dragon chuckle. Soon his father vanished around the corner, before returning soon after with a small leather case, which was handed quickly to his son. "Open it and happy hatch day son." the elder dragon offered with a smile. The midnight scaled dragon gave him a quick smile as he popped open the case, were a small ring of solid mithril. The dragon gave a large smile, this ring meant that he had his father's blessing, and he was proud to have it.

"Dad this is wonderful! Where did you get the mon...?" Riptide began before being cut off by his father.

"Relax boy, I have had some money set aside for this moment my entire life, now come have a hug, then head out to the council." The elder dragon offered with arms open wide, which his son soon stepped into, nothing would change between the pair hopefully, but even so his son was now a man, and judging by his face, his son could tell he was proud of him.

Soon the loving embrace ended and Riptide grabbed his pack, after he slipped the ring on one of his claws, and headed out the door to get his seal of age from the council. Their village was rather small, and despite the population of about three thousand dragons, only about six hundred dragonesses it was still a quiet little home. The largest building that lay in the village center was the counsel house, were Angel was soon inside.

Despite the modern times most dragons, and quite a few other fur races, still belonged to tribes, and due to this still went to separate places, unless they were trading. Cities still existed; they just didn't flourish as well as the small villages or towns that were usually scattered around their outer reaches.

Soon a rather young receptionist popped her head out of the back office were one of the council members seemed to be organizing something while having a good time. A loud smack was heard, along with a rather loud whine from the dragoness at the door. "I'll... Owe not so hard... be with you in a sec. H...hey I thought y...you wouldn't use the paddle, that's really going to... YIPE!" She offered, changing between him and the council member mid-sentence, before loud smacks were heard as well as crying, in the dragonesses voice.

Soon the dragoness came out with a deep blush on her muzzle, and rubbed her abused rear with a scaled paw, as she made her way to the simple desk. "Hello sir, what is your business with the elders?" She asked in a light tone, as she dug beneath her desk, before she produced a pillow, wiping a few stray tears from her eyes. She placed the pillow on her chair and sat down with a rather loud whimper, that just made Riptide laugh.

"Well I've come because today is the anniversary of my birth, to be precise the sixteenth one I've had, so I've come to see the elders about my passage." He said with a rather large smile, glad to finally be at the age he always dreamed of.

The dragoness let out a happy yip when she heard about the boy, picking up the phone and telling the council of the boy's reason. As she hung up the phone she turned to face him, a warm smile on her face. "Go ahead in the Council is awaiting you." She said lightly, her lips were in a light smile.

Now when the young dragon heard this he rushed into the room where the council met, without even thinking about the other side of dragons, the 'dragoness'.

----WARNING: BACKSTORY AND WORLD EXPLINATION AHEAD, IF SOMEONE WANTS TO SKIP GO TO THE END OF IT, WHICH WILL BE CLEARLY MARKED----

You see in this world there is no such thing as a true female, or anything with a vagina for that matter. Instead certain dragons are chosen as Females. When this happens they are essentially meant for the tribe to enjoy, and to use for breeding.

The aspect of male pregnancy may or may not be involved in this story, based on the feedback I get. When someone is deemed as a Female they have a tattoo, which has an enchantment embedded within it, is placed on their right upper arm. The magic that the tattoo is embedded with makes the wearer's voice higher, makes a way for them to get pregnant, forces their body to form more like a normal female AKA curves, softer scales, and much weaker mussels. Finally, for the pleasure of the dragons that use them, their tattoo makes them as tight as a virgin every time they are filled with dragon seed.

As such the council has another type of dragoness; the hatchling. Basically it was used to put someone of high status into the very lowest, forcing them to be a baby and require someone to take care of them completely. This is very rare, but if it happens the dragon's father has a right to keep them away from the dragons that could usually take her, until the ritual that is.

As someone could probably guess this is an absolute hell for the person chosen to be a dragoness. The tribe tends to make it seen as a great honor, but if you ask, most of the dragonesses will tell you that it is a fate worse than death. There is one way to escape it, however, and that's if a dragoness asks to be saved before the ritual.

The Ancient Right is invoked if a dragoness asks to be saved, making them into a slave essentially. When this happens it is wise to ask someone who is rather trusted. When this ritual is put into play it makes the dragon that the dragoness asks to save her become her master. They choose who can and can't have her, and exactly what they can do to her.

All in all it is usually much better than being a regular dragoness, as it is usually only done to someone who is trusted with their life. The only thing is though is that if the dragon doesn't take her soon enough, then someone can interrupt, and has the right to take her to the council, where she will remain until the tribe chooses to have her.

----END OF BACKSTORY AND WORLD EXPLAINATION----

The entire council smiled when he walked into the room, they looked the youth before them over with steady eyes. The one in the center was the first to stand and issue an order, his voice steady and calm, but heavy. "Disrobe young one, do not worry you will not be harmed." His voice resounded through the enclosed room.

Riptide smiled and quickly disrobed; his cock was (unbenounced to him) was very small, standing at only three small inches. At this, many of the council members smiled, before lifting up a small ticket, pink in its coloration, with a small hole punched in the center.

"Well young one, we see what you are now, take this to the room with a crimson door." One of the seven dragons said, handing young Riptide the ticket. The dragon looked at the ticket, his smile happy as he made his way to the room, not even knowing this was going to turn into one of the worst days of his life.

Once Riptide pushed open the door all he saw was red walls, and he heard a few screams in the background. To be honest he was having second thoughts about this, that's when she showed up. A dragoness who was absolutely radiant, her scales had a deep purple shine, and her hair seemed to flow down to her shoulders like waterfalls of liquid silver. The screams in the background were forgotten as he thought about how he would have someone like her screaming beneath him in a few hours.

Her voice was just as sweet when she spoke. "Hello there little one, could you hand me that card in your paw please? Although from what I can see, I can guess what that card holds." She said as her paw outstretched, to the young dragon. Riptide quickly fumbled it for a moment before handing it over to the stunning dragoness in front of him.

She examined the card for a few moments, before giving a quick smile and putting it into a slot in the desk behind her. "Follow me." She said sweetly, which Riptide was happy to oblige. But when they entered the room it wasn't what he expected, he thought the dragoness was going to bend over for him, but instead she walked over to a dresser on the other side of the pink walled room with apple green carpeting and pulled out a purple dress. "This should accent your scales perfectly." She said as she tossed it over to the now shocked dragon.

"WH...what do you mean?" He asked a little scared now, hoping the beautiful dragoness in front of him was joking. But soon all those thoughts were shot down at her next words.

"Relax young one, you're soon to be a dragoness." She said with a smile, but despite that her eyes were filled with sorrow. She handed the dress to the shocked boy and pulled out a pair of pink silk panties and a pair of stockings, before passing those over to him as well.

Riptide by this time had started crying, he had waited his whole life to gain the rights of a true dragon, but know all of those hopes had been ripped away, making him break down into crying like a hatchling. The dragoness rushed to his side, placing a comforting paw on his shoulder. "Relax little one, if you don't like the panties we have diapers, and for the dress we have skirts. Either way though you have to wear one, I'm sorry, I know exactly what you're going through, according to the card you brought in your now to be known as Angel.." She said snuggling close to the new dragoness, trying to comfort her with gentile words, having gone through this horrid thing herself.

Angel sat there and cried hard in the fellow dragonesses warm shoulder scales, her tears burning her black scaled cheeks as they slid down. She felt so overwhelmed, her life torn away from her, being told to dress so shamefully, and above all the fact that soon she would be screaming as someone bent her over and pounded into her virgin body as she screamed for it to stop. Her situation only got worse as a loud intercom came on and the head councilman's voice came over her sobs. "I want Angel in a diaper, she will remain in them from now on, and they will be perfect on her cute little body." He said, which only made Angel sob louder.

The radiant dragoness frowned and snuggled into Angel's snout gently, before lifting her off the ground as if she were no more than a hatchling. "I'm sorry little one." She whispered as she laid Angel down on a soft pink, padded changing table in the corner that she hadn't noticed before. All the dragoness could do to comfort her was give gentle words as Angel's legs were lifted, and the soft smell of talcum powder flooded the new dragoness's senses. Soon a thick diaper was slid underneath her rear before a chastity device locked her cock into place, making it unable to get hard, then the thick garment was taped snug over her waist.

All Angel could do was cry as she felt the thick diaper force her legs apart, feeling herself being stood up and dressed in the dress before, just giving up as she complied. The dragoness above her gave her a kiss on the forehead. "I'm so sorry little one, but it seems that you're not only to be a dragoness, but a hatching as well. I don't know what you're going to go through, but it will be harder than what I have gone through, just find a dragon that can save you." The dragoness comforted, before placing a pacifier in Angel's muzzle, tying it around her head like a gag, apologizing as she did so. Soon Angel was forced into a chair where she felt a needle enter her arm, injecting a strong drug into her body. The next few moments were a blur, she heard chanting and a pain in her arm, but when she awoke she looked to see a tattoo on her arm, but instead of being black like most dragonesses hers was a bright pink, and had more runes beneath it. She looked down and sobbed loudly as she found her diaper soaked, she got up, everyone, even the dragoness, gone now, and made her way out the door, rubbing her right arm were the tattoo now laid tears streaming down her face.

Soon she arrived home, with quite a few hard slaps to her diapered rear and a few rubs. She looked up to see her father standing on the front porch as a large van transferred a crib, eight changing tables for each room of the house, crates of diapers, bottles, pacifiers, and baby formula, a high chair, toy chest, a set of pink wall paper, and pink carpeting, baby monitors, play pens, restraints, and even a camera so they could record her. She padded up, only to be embraced by her father, crying hard into his warm chest. "Hush little one, it's okay, your old stuff will still be here, but know I have to take care of a hatchling, I'm so sorry sweetie." He said, leading her inside to the living room.

He picked up the case to the ring and slid over to his new daughter, giving her a kiss on the forehead. "I'm sorry Angel, but don't worry, no one will touch you without my permission, as is the way it works with a hatchling." He tried to comfort gently, nuzzling lightly into her cheek. It would be this week for a few weeks, unless she chose someone to be saved. His paw slid underneath her dress to check the thick diaper, making her blush so very deeply.

He gave a small smile and nuzzled her again, letting her cry her heart out on her shoulder. "Come on Angel you need your diaper changed." He said warmly, gently pulling her to her feet and lifting her into his arms. Even though she was sixteen, the magic coursing through her made her quite light weight, only eighty pounds. Angel sobbed as her blushing body was carried to a changing table that was set up nearby, feeling her back touch the soft padding before the gentle ripping of tapes and the rush of cool air hit her scales. All Angel could do was sob through her pacifier, feeling the cool wipe pull away the wetness from her scales. One of the movers had picked up the camera and turned it on, a flash was seen, and the angry dragon father grabbed him by the neck. "Never ever do that to my daughter! And if you do then she still knows her hunter training." He managed to growl out before taking the camera and breaking it, throwing him into the wall with a loud growl before returning to the now shocked Angel. His demeanor changed as he cooed softly to her, unlocking the pacifier gag as well as the chastity device, placing the aside before powdering her lightly and taping up a new diaper.

He lifted her up and set her on her paws before snuggling her lightly, the dragon from before getting up and stumbling off. Soon Angel's father reached over and wiped away the last of her tears. "I'm sorry sweetie, I can't change what's happened, but I can take care of you." He said warmly as a worker came in to inform him the renovations were done. Her father took Angel's scaled paw and led her into her old room, now a pink nursery built for a baby girl.

He made his way over to the crib and pushed her inside, before tucking her in, raising the bars, and pushing a pacifier in her mouth. "We'll talk tomorrow my little Angel, for now rest." He said as he walked out the door and dimmed the lights slightly.

Angel thought about it all for a moment, the pit still in her stomach and heart, but a little smaller now that she knew she would still have someone for comfort. She buried her face in the purple pillow and started to sob all over again, tucking the covers around herself to keep out the cold. "Well at least the diapers are comfy." She thought to herself as the day's events flooded to her and she cried until she fell asleep a few moments later, sucking on her pacifier while she explored her dreams, without even realizing she was doing it.