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In the Ver'nai system, among the people of Katar, there exists a ritual which is considered to be the most sacred of rituals, and one highly guarded among it's people. Among them, only teh most devout and spiritual may take part in this ritual, and to be accepted by teh priests for this ritual is the highest of honors. It is among the family of Huma, with the children of Miz'rah, that we find ourselves, watching the ritual unfold.

It first involves discovering if a child is of the proper age. What this means is...has the child begun to feel the stirrings? Has the child reached the age of arousal? If it is male, does the cock stand up when the child is presented with nudity? If it is female, does it touch itself? Whatver the gender, does it show equal arousal to both sexes? If it is proven to be so, the child is prepared to become an adult.

More often than not, the child is a female. It has been found that male children often suffer complications from the ritual, so often, a female is chosen. She is bathed, and it is ensured that although she touches herself, the fragile muscle inside of her body has not yet been pierced. She must be pure of body and not yet penetrated, for the ritual to work properly.

She is lain out upon a cloth, in the middle of the altar of the Gods, beneath the Temple of Light. It is here that the sacrifice is kept, and it is here that she will be either chosen, or she will die. That is the risk of the ritual, and that is why it is not often performed. Only in times of great need is the sacrifice awoken.

The girl is left there, stretched across the altar, her body tied down so that she cannot escape. It is said that this is how it must be, because otherwise, she will attempt to flee when her body is penetrated. All adult males must leave the room, as well as all adult female of child-bearing age. Only those who have not yet born a child, but have known the pleasure of the flesh, may remain. The sacrifice does nto desire them, and so it will not touch them.

The child lays there, in darkness, waiting. The sacrifice comes from beneath the altar, something slithering and large, a creature with many tentacles and arms and viscous shining fluid running down it's scaled skin. When it emerges, it slides up the side of the altar, and crawls onto the child's belly.

It then probes, placing one tentacle into the small untaken orifice, and scents her. If she indeed fertile, and of the age that she will feel pleasure from this, it presses into her. One tentacle at a time, probing her gently, feeling to see if she is indeed still virgin. If she is, the sacrifice will take her, violently thrusting past the barrier. If she screams, it will kill her in an instant, the entire body of the sacrifice flowing over hers and strangling her while it uses her dead body for gratification.

If she moans, and does not fight it, it will continue to take her, thrusting deep inside her, slowly flowing into her body, each tentacle sliding deeper and deeper, becoming a part of her. Slowly, the entire creature will crawl into ehr body, flowing into her womb, leaving her heavily pregnant, with the one large tentacle constantly stroking her sex, making her climax repeatedly. The sacrifice will continue to take her, stroking her body continuously, spreading throughout her womb, releasing thousands of tiny embryos into her body, pleasuring her repeatedly.

If she lays still, and continues to be submissive, eventually the sacrifice will crawl completely inside her, sealing itself within her body, where it will spread throughout her entire system, becoming a part of her. For seven days, the child will lay there, becoming aquainted with her new parasite, until the two become symbiotic. At that point, marks will begin to appear on the child's body, and she will be released.

It is proven a successful ritual if, upon release, the child seeks out the first virgin male she can find, one that is often of the same age as herself, and she ensnares him, the symbiote releasing tentacles from her sex that wrap around him and pull him close. The child then is considered a woman, for she has taken her first male, and though she can no longer bear children, she is now capable of creating extreme sexual pleasure for other beings, as well as herself. The symbiote makes her near immortal, and in her town, this makes her a goddess.

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O'sarya began as such a one. This is her story.

When I was young, my breasts just beginning to bud, my family told me that I had been chosen. Chosen by the priests of my town for a great and honorable duty. I didn't feel so honored when the priests took me to a back room of the temple and pulled my clothing off of me, then stuck their hands in places they didn't belong. I didn't feel honored when the head priest stuck his fingers in me and probed, then pronounced to the other priests that I was "untouched."

hell yeah, I was untouched. I barely had boobs, there's no way I'd have had sex yet. Granted, I wanted to, and I was a horny little girl, but still, I knew that sex was a no-no, and I wasn't about to violate that rule.

Now I wished I had though, as I was left in that empty room, stripped of clothing and dignity. I mean, what the crap could they possibly want with me? Here I was, a scrawny, underfed dragon girl, breasts that were just developing, and a sex drive like a maniac. Speaking of which, being alone, perhaps now woudl be a time to indulge that. The little hint of danger that I felt was nothign compared to the erotic thrill it would bring me. I mean, this was a CHURCH, and here i was, naked and horny, about to pleasure myself. How erotic can you get?

I laid down then, on a convenient stone table that just happened to be in the middle of that shadowed room. It was cold against my bare body, which only heightened what was already an erotic experience. I purred softly, letting my hands drift down my body. Tiny budding breasts, lean little stomach, a soft virgin sex. I teased the lips of my sex apart, just stroking the soft flesh, feeling the little nub of my clit as I touched myself. It felt nice...and I felt very relaxed as I stroked myself, sliding my fingers in and out, curling them around my little clit, making my body jolt with each little pulse of pleasure. Before long i was stroking in a rhythym, squeezing the clit gently as my hand slid between my folds, emulating the thick cock of a male. Of course, I could not actually penetrate myself, and my fear of pain would not allow me to pierce the thick flap I felt within me, so it was not actual sex, but it still felt very nice.

At one point, I curled my tail around me and used the tip of it to pleasure myself as I stroked my breasts, the tip gliding shallowly across my sex, tickling my clit as it felt like my body was full with it. Again, I could not penetrate, but the pleasure continued to build as I felt my heart race faster, my body pulsing with need, on fire with my sexual desire. I squeezed my breasts, hard, while slamming my tail against my sex, bruising myself with the pleasure of it, humping my tail as fast as I could.

When my release finally came, I laid back, letting my body heave and pant on that cold stone, my sticky juices flowing down my body and legs, dripping off of my trailing tail. I laid there for some time, curious about why they had never come back, but feeling too sated and happy and aroused to really be curious enough to get up.

I didn't even hear it when somethign slithered across the floor. I only felt it, this slimy weight that suddenly slid up my tail, and faster than anything I had ever seen or felt, slid across my body, holding me down. I growled, my vioce muffled by the weight of it across my face, and I started to struggle, not knowing what this thing was. to my eyes, it appeared as a solid black mass, something like tar, but with protruding bits and pieces. Some of those bits looked susprciously like phalluses, which was what made me lay back. If it wanted to have sex with me, I was willing.

Who wouldn't be? Some enormous black mass covers their body, then holds a dripping black phallus over their body...you'd lay back to, particularly if you were a freshly sated dragoness. So I didn't struggle as it took that phallus and rubbed it across my sex, smearing a slimy cold fluid across my already wet sex. When it seemed to be satisfied as to the outward appearance, and to my submission, it slowly spread my sex, moving very slowly into me. I purred softly, encouraging it, wanting it to penetrate me, my body was already screaming for sex again, and I was more than willing.

when it reached the barrier inside me, it pressed against it, I could feel it inside my body, causing me pain with teh pressing and the constant pressure. When the membrane snapped with a wet tearing sound and I felt blood start to flow, I whimpered a little, a tear falling down my cheek, but otherwise did not attempt to move. The creature was quick to spread into me, pressing hard and deep, a good foot of the creature's phallus sliding into my sex with little trouble.

Then I felt it probing again, this time at the tiny hole beneath my tail. I groaned, shook my head. It didn't need to go there. The creature though, apparently it had different ideas. I could feel it as the phallus thinned, making itself small enough to worm between the taunt muscles of my ass cheeks, slowly gliding into me and touching me with that gentle probing action before slowly, it started to swell once more, opening my anal ring wider and wider. As the pain grew, I felt more tears slide down my face and my body started to shake, uncertainly clouding my mind as the creature started thrusting inside me, both phalluses hard and full inside my body, pumping fluid into me seemingly by the gallon. I accepted this, leaning into the caress as the creature took me, claimed my body. It felt so good, that first penetration, that hard cock sliding into places that had never before been touched.

I could feel my pleasure climbing...the feeling of this living moving penetration building inside me, making me pant hard against the heavy being that laid across me, taking me like I was an animal. When I climaxed the first time, the creature was still moving, slithering inside me, moving towards my virgin womb, every motion of it within me making me shudder with the pleasure. I wanted to scream as I felt it slither deeper, its entire body seeming to penetrate and engulf me, sliding into my womb, filling my body with the mass of its body.

When I felt it wiggling inside me, the great mass of it starting to hump me, sliding back and forth across my torso, the two tentacles sliding back and forth in my sex and ass, I groaned again, twisting my head back, arching my body as much as the creature would allow me to. I could feel it building up to something, the entire mass was quivering, shaking, moving fast inside of my body. I could feel it sliding inside my womb, slime flowing into my body. The monster heaved, another tentacle protruded and slid between my lips and down my gasping throat in an instant too fast for me to react. Now the monster had me completely, had me bound under it, holding all of my limbs while it slid through my entire body, from my throat to my stomach, from sex to womb, from anus to guts...all of my body was full of this creature.

I could just barely see my belly starting to grow as more and more of the monster slid inside me. i could feel it though, as small hard little lumps started to flow from teh tentacles, flowing into my womb and down my throat. I wanted to scream then...I knew that this thing was laying eggs inside me, but strangely, I really *didn't* want to move. I wanted to lay there and let the monster do as it pleased. It felt so good, I was soaked in juices and every few moments, another orgasm racked my body, so I was content to let it do as it wanted, including impregnating me with its alien babies.

I watched as my belly grew, my entire body heavy and swollen at this point. I didn't even see when the monster released me, my entire being was focused on watching my belly swell, past the size that any female I had ever seen had been. It didn't hurt...all I felt was a feeling of tense pressure, combined with the completely erotic sensation of the monster moving through my body. I didn't even see the monster anymore, so far had it moved into my body, so swollen was I with the burden of it.

I felt it move then, a last heave of its inky black body, and the tentacle that had been in my mouth receded, moving with the rest of the mass. All of the monster flowed into my body then, straight up my sex and into my womb. The incredible oozy friction of it made me want to scream, but all I could do was sigh as the monster sealed itself inside my body, the entirety of it contained in my massive belly.

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I laid there for some moments, feeling the creature moving and shifting inside me, sliding against my organs. I could feel it shifting, sliding, touching and probing me in my deepest places. Inside my womb, I could feel the thousands of eggs throbbing with my heartbeat, all of them a pulsing mass inside me. I sighed then, and I felt the creature inside me flow through me, all the way through my body, from my toes to my fingertips to my head, stroking the inside of my skin. I felt another orgasm wrack my body as the creature stroked my sex from the inside, and even though my crotch was sealed, I could feel the fluids sloshing inside me, hot and trapped in that senstive place.

I groaned then, arching my back. I found I could not move, not even a little. I had no control over my body, nothing except my mind. The creature had taken over, and I was only the host at this point. I tried to close my eyes then, but they remained stubbornly open. I felt it then...a popping inside of me. First one...then more, than hundreds of little pops inside my body. I realized with horror...the eggs were hatching, inside me. What would happen to me? What would happen to them? Was this about to end in a gruesome fashion?

Every nerve in my body was throbbing, screaming, every part of me trapped in waiting, wanting an end to this, but it felt so good, so right. I wanted to twitch, wanted to scream, as I felt these things all through me, moving through my blood, through my skin, across my body. I could actually *see* them writhing under my skin, moving between the layers of skin and muscles. As I stared, I saw faint patterns emerging on my body. Black marks, whirling across my skin. It hurt, shooting throbs of agony down my body, but it felt so good. Even though I couldn't move my body, I knew I was panting, my body was writhing, pounding against the stone table, everything alive and moving inside me.

The little creatures in the eggs were becoming a part of me, i could feel it. Little bursts of extreme pleasure as they became part of me, marked my skin, trailed across my body, making my skin feel like it was truly alive. I could feel it as the black whorls and stripes moved across my body, my entire skin becoming an entity that existed as a part of me. Slowly, I could feel myself regaining control of my body, and it was glorious.

I moved a hand. Felt that I could now extend my fingers into little tendrils, almost like tentacles. Felt that my joints were now like elastic. I could bend my hand any way I chose.

I moved a leg. Same thing. My entire body was now very elastic, every joint was capable of extreme stretching and motion, every part of me was changed. All the places where the little creatures had moved and integrated into my body, I now could exude black tentacles. I was more than a dragon now...and I knew it.

Then I felt it. A heavy motion inside me. I looked down, and saw that the largest of the creatures, the original, was still inside my womb, still making my body heavy and round with its weight. It was moving inside me. I coudl feel it, moving against my sex, stroking me again. I craned my neck, wanting to see, but my large belly kept me from seeing what was happening. I could feel it though...something changing, rearranging. My entire crotch felt like it was on fire, a crawling itching moving across it.

I watched as slowly, my belly started to deflate, the monster somehow becomign smaller and smaller. The pressure in my crotch continued to build, a feeling so like the start of an orgasm, but no relief came. As my belly deflated, the pressure built, until I was arching my back and moaning with it, not even able to look down to see what it was, the pain/pleasure was so intense. It built so high, all I could do was pant, I felt like I was about to give birth or something, the pressure was so intense and the pleasure was mounting so high.

Then it exploded. A flash of pain exploded through me, followed by a wave of such pleasure and overwhelming sensory input, I couldn't help but scream. My body shook with spasms, uncontorllable, like I was having a seizure, but it was so much more than that. I felt my body expell something, something that splashed across the floor. Whether it was juices from my multiple orgasms, or blood from massive internal hemorrage, I didn't know, and I didn't care. at that moment, my brain was wholly occupied by this massive orgasm that just kept rolling through me. It felt like a hundred hands were stroking me, caressing every part of me, inside and out. It felt so wonderful, I wanted to die right there and then, I didn't think anything would ever feel as nice.

When I finally came down from that immense high, I blinked, then sat up. My body was once again...mine, wholly, and my womb/belly was once again flat. I was covered in the black sigils, and I could feel how elastic my body was, and it made me happy. I was curious though....

I slowly reached down, heading towards my crotch, my fingers slowly crawling over my smooth skin, touching the slick black whorls, feeling an erotic thrill everytime I encountered those changed spots in my skin. then I felt it...

Tendrils, thick and heavy, each of them like a tiny penis, all ringing the lips of my sex. All moving, undulating, waving around, tugging at my fingers as I tentatively touched myself. My entire groin ahd been transformed, that's what had happened to the monster. it had become a part of my sex, and with that integration, had changed my entire structure.

I moaned as I lightly slid my fingers between the tentacles, to stroke the hot swollen flesh just inside my folds. Even here, the muscles felt alive, moving around my fingers with a slimey tugging sensation. I slid my hand deeper, pressing against the soft flesh of my sex, feeling what had happened to me. My entire groin was now some sort of strange alien creature, something that moved and undulated like an anemone, seeking to draw my hand deeper. Every touch brought my body a thrill of pleasure.

I slid my finger back and forth, stroking my new formed body, feeling it, getting to know this new self, this sexually charged self. I knew myself for what I was then... a being suited only to sex. I groaned softly as I slid my entire hand into my sex, my fingers lengthening until I could stroke my entire sex, the little phallus like tentacles gripping and twining around them. I started to purr as I stroked myself, enjoying the playfulness of my sex as it seemed to have a primitive intelligence now.

I stood up then...knowing what I had to do. I stroked a hand down my now flat stomach, and looked at myself. High, perky breasts. A body streaked with gleaming black markings. A sex that seemed alive, the little tentacles moving and wandering back and forth across my thighs, shining with a strange sort of slime. I knew, I wanted to mate. I wanted a male inside me, now. That was what I was for.

My groin clenched then, and I almost fell over with a gasp. My body was longing for it, hungry to be mounted, and I needed to feed that urge. As I looked down, I saw that my entire groin was alive, the tentacles moving, reaching out, hungry for something. I wanted to scream, but the mounting desire to have sex was too much, and I knew, I had to get a penis in me now, or I was going to be in a world of hurt.

I shoved the door to the temple open (keep in mind, I was still in that little back room, and had been there for some time), and walked into the tiny chamber that adjoined it, my naked body heaving, my breasts heavy and nipples hard with arousal. When I shoved the door open, I felt resistance on the other side, but my new body gave me the strength needed to push it open. As I walked through the door, I found just what I sought, sprawled on the floor.

A young temple accolyte, someone I knew from my previous life, a shy little boy who was the same age as me. I jumped on him, holding his arms down, and then I tore his robes from him with a violent rip of my teeth. I sniffed him then, sniffing from his neck to his groin, tasting the scent of him. I found it to be a clean scent, telling me that this boy was still virgin, had never yet stuck his shaft into a female. I growled down at him, my tail wrapping around his tail in a passionate embrace, my feet kicking his apart as I knelt over him. I dominated him, forcing him to submit to my greater strength, then with a hard and brutal twist of my hips, I set my groin against his. He was not yet erect, but I knew what to do.

My tentacles slid into his sheath, surrounding his soft penis where it lay safely inside of his body. I shoved again, sliding deeper into his body, my groin merging with his as my tentacles surrounded his penis completely, coiling around his balls inside his body, bringing him to an erection within seconds.

I leaned down then, bringing my lips to his, my tongue snaking down his throat in an instant, my mouth pressed to his in an embrace he could not break. He didnt' even struggle, so fast did I claim him and his body. The marks on my body pulsed with each press of my body, the black ooze sliding across his body, stroking him as I touched him, melting into his pores, claiming him as I claimed him.

I pulled back a little, allowing his hard erection to emerge from his sheath, tightly coiled with the tentacles of my sex. I glared down at him, then released him from my kiss, allowing him to move if he chose. He stared up at me, his eyes fogged with lust, his penis leaking fluid down his thighs. I smiled down at him and stroked a hand down his chest, letting the little black marks stroke against his skin, making him jerk and moan beneath me.

I knew then, he was mine. He belonged to me, and I had claimed my first male. I felt my tentacles retract then, pulling back into my body, letting my sex appear once more, a hot dripping section of my body. I ground my hips against him, not yet letting him penetrate, just letting him feel how hot and ready I was to be mated. when I judged the time was right, I lifted my body from his, and moved my hips to ride just over the head of his cock, then slowly, deliberately, I lowered my body down his cock, letting him slide into my moving, wiggling depths.

He didn't move, only little gasps escaped him as I captured him inside me, my body expertly winding around his, the hot flesh of his cock filling me where I desired most. I coudl feel the tentacles inside me stroking him, building him, recreating his cock, as I wanted it to be. Instead of the smooth short cock most male dragons have, my body was changing his, making it longer, barbed and studded with little hooks and tiny tentacles, like my own. He didn't seem to mind, as I knelt over him like that, his eyes closed, his chest panting.

I leaned down again and licked his throat, closing my teeth, marking him, letting my saliva mingle with his blood, changing him as I had been changed. As he slid into my body further, his cock moved into my womb, where I felt things start changing. My moving sex trapped him, just behind the head of his penis, keeping him firmly planted in my womb. I could feel things then...something moving inside me.

My womb was creating something...something that slid across the head of his shaft like a smooth tentacle, touching the tip so gently, lovingly, the male I was taking couldn't help but sigh and relax against me. I purred down at him then, letting my body do as it willed with him. The thing inside me slid against his penis again, then found the tiny slit at the top of the head, at which point it started to slide INTO his penis. I groaned then, feeling this simulaneous penetration as my sex slid that little tentacle into him as his cock continued to pound into me.

I sped up the pace then, driving my hips against his, taking him deeper into my womb as my sex continued to spread into his cock, connecting us. I felt one of my eggs move then, traveling from the area of my tubes and down into my womb, where it joined the tentacle that was busy taking his cock. I felt it as the egg slowly traveled up the tentacle until it reached the head of his cock, and there it lodged, between teh join of our two bodies.

I bit down again, this time on the soft flesh of the side of his neck, my hands trailing down his body with great speed and pleasure coursing through us both. I could feel everything he felt at this point, and I knew he was close to an orgasm. I knew that I would reach completion when he did, so I once again humped against him, my body merging so completely with his, I couldn't tell anymore where his cock ended nad my sex began.

I felt it then, a thick and heavy gush of his seed, traveling through the joining tentacle, bathing the unfertilized egg, making the soft little thing swell into something the size of a chicken egg. I purred then, knowing that the purpose was nearly complete now. His seed had fertilized the egg, and now, now my body was going to give it to him.

I felt my own sex start flooding his body with my juices, flowing and mingling, making his cock twitch and gush so many times that my body and his started to bulge with the fluids. Then, as his cock slowed and sputtered, his seed spent, I started to hump into his body with mine, a new tentacle probing beneath his tail, pressing hard and fast into his anus as he lay there in the sex-haze. I took him then, fluids flowing from my swollen body into his, transfering the changing juices into him as his body shivered and heaved with the overload I was putting him in.

I didn't feel sorry for him as I claimed him yet again, my entire body focused on pleasuring him w hile achieving the main goal. I thrust harder into his penis, driving my tentacle into his body until it was wide enough and far enough in for me to begin delivering my burden. Slowly, with much thrusting and groaning, I slid the egg that had been fertilized into his cock, pushing it further and further, delivering it into his body, giving it to him. I knew, his body was now going to carry the egg, and in a few months, he would deliver it, via the passage I had created with the second tentacle.

He continued to pant beneath me, his mind so fogged, he wasn't even aware of my placing the egg inside him. In his mind, he was lost in the pleasure, his cock and body so fulfilled, his lust so extreme, he didn't even care. Once the egg was safely inside him, I pulled back, letting my tentacles stroke and fondle him until he climaxed one last time inside me, his seed spurting out over our joined bodies. Ever so slowly, I pulled away from him, pulling myself back together, all of my body becoming mind again.

I stood slowly, uncertain on my feet as I stared down at his splattered body. He lay there, his eyes closed, his legs spread, his cock wet and still semi-erect, his anus leaking the fluids I had put inside him. He was unconscious from the overload, but I knew, when he woke up, he'd wake up to a rounded belly and a new outlook on life. I had claimed another dragon, to make more sex-dragons, as was the goal of my kind.

I licked my lips then, feeling the sore but pleasant feeling of sex filling me. I had done well...the creature inside me was pleased, and so I was pleased. It had felt good to be so dominant and to take another being so thoroughly. So very good.