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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, Inflation

CONTINUED FROM PART 3: (She was standing over the opened black garbage bag with her legs spread, her hands clutching the front of her large round middle, and a look of moderate discomfort.

"Not here," I thought to myself with dread.)

Acting quickly, I rushed closer to Katrina and as soon as I was close enough for her to hear me, I whispered sharply, "Katrina! There are people in those houses! Possibly awake!" while pointing backwards. "We need to head back!" I motioned for her to start walking back the way we came.

"I'm having a contraction," she whispered back, retaining her pose.

I reached beneath her round form to place the egg in the bag with the others, making six in total. I backed up so that I could see her face without her swollen middle obstructing the view. "Okay, try to stay calm, but we have to go. We've been here too long already."

"I feel a lot of pressure," Katrina said. There was strain in her voice. "I think it's a big egg."

I stepped up to her and put my hands on her belly. It was tight as a drum, and I could feel it weakly vibrating.

"You feel really full," I remarked softly, beginning to forget about our surroundings. With half her clutch already out, I didn't know why her belly was still so round and hard.

Moving one hand lower, the vibrating felt stronger closer to her crotch.

"Mmmm. Keep going," she said seductively, apparently also forgetting about our surroundings.

I slowly slid my hand down along her belly's scales. My heart was racing and I knew I shouldn't be encouraging her, but it was too tempting. The internal vibration was a little bit stronger the lower my hand got, until I my fingers reached her hard clit at the top of her warm cunt. I pressed on it while rubbing it very slowly. The dragon stifled a moan and I felt the vibration beneath my hand on her belly grow to a weak rumbling as if water was reaching a boil deep inside of her.

Suddenly, a squirt of precum was expelled below her, partially hitting the plastic bag and created a relatively loud noise amidst the secret silence. I froze from fear of having awoken any number of nearby residents. I quickly glanced backwards to see a few dim lights coming from inside the houses, but turned my head back to face Katrina before determining if any of the lights were newly lit. Realizing I was still touching her, I quickly drew my hands back.

"So much pressure..." she moaned. "I feel like I need to push."

"What?!" I hissed. "No, no, not here..." I whispered, shaking my head and looking her in the eyes.

"It's really uncomfortable," she said. "My body is urging me to push."

"Well, ignore it," I demanded. "Let's go. We can't stay here," I said while crouching to get the bag of eggs from beneath her. Pussy juice dripped on my reaching arm. The bag was heavy, but I was able to drag it away from the dragon with both hands gripping the opening. I tried to lift the plastic sack, but found that the weight was too much for my arms.

I looked up at Katrina for help, but her eyes were closed in a grimace. Her quiet grunting made it seem obvious that she was trying to force the egg out, despite my opposing words, although her stance was not that of a birthing nature--she was still standing up straight with her legs close together.

"Katrina!" I said a little bit too loudly and briefly glanced backwards before continuing more quietly. "Stop pushing!" She opened her eyes. "I can't lift the bag. Pick it up so we can get out of here."

While gazing at the plastic bag full of eggs next to me, Katrina took a deep breath and let it out, then said, "I'm not tryinNGGG--" She grunted as her body bore down again. "--to push," she finished through her teeth. "But it all needs to come out."

"All what?" I asked quietly, confused and impatient.

"My.. cum," she muttered, evidently embarrassed, even though she stood completely nude and I had seen her cum multiple times in the recent hours.

Apparently all the holding back and attempting to slow the birthing process was not normal for her situation. As a result, her body was more rapidly replenishing ejaculation fluid to accommodate.

"I'm sorry, it's just too much," she said and began to masturbate. With her right hand fondling her breast, she attempted to plunge her left hand's claws into her wet pussy, but could only reach her clit, so she rubbed it vigorously.

"No!" I hissed before rushing to grab her left arm and trying to pull it away from its duty. The dragon's arm was much too strong.

"Jake, watch out. Don't stand there when I cum," she whispered through quick panting.

"This is insane! Stop this and let's GO!" I urged desperately.

Woof! Woof-woof! The sudden barking of a dog caused us both to freeze instantly. A chill went up my spine. Had we been spotted? I turned around to check, but everything looked the same. The dog kept barking, then a light turned on in a house. Without saying a word, Katrina rushed over to the bag and held her hands out toward it. Recognizing that she couldn't bend over to pick it up, I lifted the bag's opening high enough for her to grab it. We both picked up a brisk walking pace in the opposite direction of the houses, heading back to our previous location along the shopping street.

Even though we were both trying to walk very quietly, Katrina's big feet thumped hard on the ground under her weight, her claws occasionally chipping tiny pieces out of the sidewalk. She held the plastic bag in her right hand with her fist clenched around the opening, her left hand out of sight (but I assumed it was resting on her belly near her breast). I followed the dragon at a close distance, keeping far enough to the side to not get hit by her swaying tail. She seemed oblivious to the fact that her vagina was dripping, leaving a trail of precum just below where her tail hovered.

For the first half-block, all I could think was to follow Katrina at her pace and not look back. My adrenaline kept me from thinking of anything but fleeing from where we were almost spotted. Then I heard a familiar noise come from the dragon. First, it sounded like the purring of a cat, then it grew to the intensity of a growling tiger.

"Shhh," I shushed her quietly.

"It's the egg," she explained in a whisper. "It's coming out."

That's when I noticed a second line forming on the ground, just left of the first one. It started with spaced-apart drops, then changed to a solid line--a stream of milk. As Katrina continued to grope her left breast, her rumbling grew closer to that of an idling motorcycle and she slowed to a more average walking pace, unable to go on with such speed. I watched helplessly as she continued to slow down and her juicy, firm butt flexed sporadically.

As the egg was making its way over Katrina's most sensitive spot internally, she struggled to keep her composure. Milk was now spraying from her nipple a few feet ahead of her as she squeezed her breast. The leaking of precum had stopped; the large egg was lodged in the dragon's birth canal and blocking all flow. All that was left was release.

Below her tail, her ass clenched tightly and her legs began to quiver.

"So much pressure. So much cum." She vocalized her thoughts in broken sentences through labored breaths. "Don't stand behind me," she added quickly, turning her head to see me at a safe location. "I'm about to cum."

Recognizing that there was nothing I could do to stop her, I stepped up to help her place the sack of eggs gently on the ground. Her now free right hand went to her breast and mirrored her left, launching a parallel stream of milk onto the path ahead. I put my hand on the side of her loudly rumbling belly and felt that it was quite firm. I tried pressing it in, but it was as hard as a rock.

"Mhmm," Katrina affirmed through heavy breathing in response to my unspoken notion, "She's extremely full of cum... and it's all about to come out."

"Turn around!" I exclaimed, suddenly realizing that her backwards blast was directed toward the dangerous area we had just left.

She remained rooted, arching her back while panting and squirting milk. I had to turn her myself.

Moving to her rear, I slapped my hands on her flexing butt and tried to redirect the dragon's trunk. It was liked trying to rotate a boulder.

I heard Katrina weakly shout, "Move away!" but I ignored her.

Her ass cheeks began to be pushed apart as her vagina bulged with the protruding egg. Katrina swiftly maneuvered her tail between my arms and curled it up toward her front, blocking her entire crack with its base. I felt her butt relax.

"Jake, I'm gonna blow! Move now!" Katrina gave her final warning.

As the egg slowly came out, pushing against her tail, I could actually feel her rumbling with my hands on her globular butt.

"Hnnnnnng... Oh godssssss..." The dragon grunted as her body forced her to push.

Her tail was pushed toward me by the white orb that stretched her hole as I continued to try and turn her body. It certainly did look bigger than all the other eggs. Before I made any progress, the egg slipped out and fell to the ground, Katrina's tail curling back up to try to obstruct the torrent of cum that followed. The juices sprayed out from behind both sides of her thick tail covering her crack, which I quickly tried to block with my hands. After only a moment, Katrina fell forward onto her hands and knees, raising her tail and allowing the full force of her ejaculation to pummel my body.

Katrina's slit became an open fire hydrant like the first time, as if she had never lost any fluid at all. Her body shook with waves of pleasure from her overdue climax.

I held my hands out in front of me, blindly trying to block the wild stream of cum that targeted my face. I sputtered while making my way to her squirting pussy and redirecting the intense flow downwards with my palms. Her asshole winked rhythmically with orgasmic contractions. From her front, I could hear Katrina breathing fire against the sidewalk. She was erupting from both ends, her cum soaking the ground between my open legs. Her climax seemed to be endless.

I switched to using only my left hand to block the cum, although it was not as effective, deflecting the liquid all over the place. I figured I might as well contribute to her pleasure while she was already cumming. With my right hand, I gave her butt a hard smack, causing her to buck and squirt harder for a second. Content with the dragon's reaction, I shoved my hand against her pussy and rubbed it viciously, spraying her cum everywhere. Katrina moaned from the added pleasure.

She rounded her back and her cum suddenly slowed to a drip. I stopped rubbing. After a brief pause, she arched her back downwards and squirted strongly, her belly pressing against the ground. She repeated this action two more times, like she was doing a fast-paced yoga move that involved cumming all over me.

When her squirting finally died down, I rushed to her front, minding the burnt sidewalk, to urge her to get up before she became too tired. She took my outstretched arm and got one foot under herself, then used my weight to balance while rising to stand. I brushed the dirt off of her belly where it had touched the ground. She didn't feel quite as firm anymore and the roundness of her middle appeared a bit more ovular.

I went behind her to get the newly birthed egg, then placed it in the bag with the others. Seven. Five more.

"Alright, let's go," she said.

"Oh, right," I remarked, once again aware of our situation and the new reason for urgency.

I helped her pick up the sack of eggs, then followed by her side at a quick pace, replaying her last orgasm in my mind.

After a couple blocks, I broke the silence. "How far exactly are we going?"

"A good distance away from any areas like back there," she replied. "Up there was nice and quiet." She gestured ahead of us. "We should have just stayed there from the beginning."

"Yeah, that's true", I agreed. "So, what's the plan? You want to lay the rest of the eggs up there?" I asked.

"Yes, if I can," she responded. "I don't know if I can push without having a contraction though, so it might take a while."

"I have no plans," I said. I didn't want to miss a single moment of this experience. "Maybe I can help move things along," I added, seductively.

A big grin spread across her face. "You probably can't tell, but I'm refilling," she said.

It took me a second to realize that she was talking about ejaculation fluid. With her belly swaying gently as she walked, I couldn't notice any difference yet. I reached over slyly and gave her big ass a squeeze, which wasn't easy due to its firmness.

She squeaked, then moaned. "Not yet; still a couple more blocks... You're going to start me up too early," she whined playfully.

"Haha, alright. Then I probably shouldn't tell you how rock-hard I am," I said.

She looked at my pants to see the obvious bulge, letting out a whimper of arousal. "Mmph," she grunted and stopped walking.

"What? Contraction already?" I asked

"No, I think I'm just filling up really fast," she answered, feeling her belly. It looked more circular already.

"Damn, that's hot," I remarked. "Okay, let's get you there before your burst," I said, keeping my eyes on her rotund middle.

She resumed her pace, though waddling more and looking uncomfortable.

As we kept walking, Katrina's pace slowed slightly and she took a deep breath like a quick sigh with her free hand resting on her belly.

"Almost there," I said. I could see the chairs and tables where we had met.

She stopped and took another deep breath, though slightly deeper, then asked, "How do I feel?" She patted her roundness.

Before even touching her, I remarked, "Well, you look a lot bigger," noting that her belly seemed to bulge out at the sides more and carry her breasts a bit higher.

"Okay, let's see if I can make it," she suggested, then resumed walking at a much slower pace.

I followed along supportingly.

After a few more of her deep breaths, Katrina stopped and complained, "Godssss...why aren't I contracting yet?" She put down the bag of eggs to gently press in her bulging sides, groaning. "Jake, help me out," she said impatiently.

I moved swiftly to her backside, placed one hand on her butt, and reached between her legs to feel for her clit with the other. Her pussy was very wet, but not quite dripping. I rubbed her clit and groped her ass simultaneously.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned. "Inside," she said and spread her legs wider.

Very aroused myself, I stood up to reach around to her breast and began dry humping her rear, while simultaneously plunging my other hand's fingers into her cunt. Katrina moaned louder. I squeezed what I could feel of her breast until I felt milk pour over my knuckles, all the while pumping my four fingers hard and deep inside her pussy. The friction was stimulating me quickly toward orgasm.

"I'm gonna cum soon," I announced.

"Cum inside me," she begged, unexpected to me.

I immediately tried to put my cock inside of her, but found that I couldn't reach in our current position.

"Lie down," I told her.

Compliantly, she turned around to face me and quickly but carefully lowered herself to the ground, end up on her back with her bent legs spread wide. Her big dome of a belly weighed heavily on her, appearing very full and tight.

Katrina took a labored breath. "It's hard to breathe," she said. Her body was still rapidly producing cum, much to her distress. "I need to cum," she explained.

I straddled her tail and thrust my cock inside of her. Fucking her wet hole, I had to rebuild up to my orgasm, though it didn't take very long with the new position. My short, quick thrusts were the universal sign of an imminent climax. I forced my shaft deep in her pussy, pressing my stomach against her dwarfing roundness, and began spurting cum inside of her.

Katrina moaned quietly, then got louder. "MmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMM--HHNNNNG!" She ended with a grunt as a spontanous contraction overtook her, forcing her body to push.

Seemingly out of nowhere, I felt an instense rumbling with my body against hers. I was still cumming, so I didn't move, even though I knew Katrina was about to expel an egg and all her built-up fluid out of the hole I was filling.

"JAKE MOVE I CAN'T HOLD BACK!!" she screamed while pulling her legs into her body with her arms.

Having very little time to react, I pulled out just as her egg began to crown. Watching it bulge out, I thought about how far the egg would be launched due to the pressure behind it. I realized I had to stop that from happening, or else we would have to go track it down. Kneeling beside her tail, I put my hands against the egg that was almost halfway out of her hole and applied some pressure as it crept out. It suddenly came out hard against my palms, then fell to the ground as a torrent of fluid ejected from Katrina's pussy.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!" she screamed in pleasure and relief. She rocked her body and emptied her cum all over the street.

The stream stopped abruptly, though it was clear from her convulsions that Katrina's orgasm was still going. Feet on the ground, hands on her belly, she shook as if she was being fucked by an invisible mate.

"HNNnnnnnnnNNNNNG! Touch me! Another egg!" she moaned and shouted.

When she went still, but kept trembling, I started rubbing her clit in a short, quick motion. Her swollen, brimful midsection was still rumbling very loudly.

"Aaaahh!" she moaned, then gave a long grunt as she forced out the next egg.

I felt her pussy bulge out as it dilated again and held my hands out to block the egg. It came out slowly like the last one, pressing against my hands, then dropped onto the sidewalk to allow for the cum stream to shoot out.

But this time, the ejaculation lasted no more than three seconds before halting again.

"Another one!!?" Katrina announced breathily with a quizzical tone. "MmmmmmMMmmmmmmMMmmmm..." she moaned, her pussy clenching through the orgasm that began to fade.

I reached out to rub her clit again, but just as I touched it, she jerked her body off the ground and held her palm up toward me.

"No!", she said through heavy breathing, then explained, "It's too sensitive."

"But you barely got to cum at all," I replied, referring to her ejaculation fluid.

"I know." Her belly heaved with each breath. "And now I'll have to wait."