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"Oh come ON Zakie!" grumped Wheezie angrily, "It's not like we're connected anymore! I'm not asking you to come with me, it's just a date!"

"I'm just not in with it Wheezie," he replied, "That guy isn't right for you! He's... creepy. He's just... I mean..."

"Oh, I see," Wheezie said at last, her mood brightening as realization dawned over her, "You're jealous of my boyfriend!" With a laugh she added, "You'd rather me spend time with you than with Lonny! I can't believe that after so long spent living literally at my right side you want to stick beside me again."

"Wheez... come on, I'm just trying to look out for you."

"We don't even share the same room anymore Zakie. I think I can handle a date on my own." She chided, running a finger down his cheek, "And I'm sure you can too."

A knock at the door interrupted their conversation, the sound making Wheezie jump and giggle in delight.

"That's Lonny! Do I look good Zakie?" she exclaimed.

"You look..." Zak started, his anger melting away as his sister struck a pose for him, "...beautiful Wheezie. Sorry for being jealous."

"Don't worry. You'll see! This will be the best thing for us!"

Zak sat, lonely, starring at the door, late into the night. The cave was dark and empty, bereft of sound. At first Zak had relished the blissful quiet, seeing in it the ability to set his home in order... but an hour of cleaning had everything except for Wheezie's room entirely spotless left him without anything at all he cared to do. Another hour of puttering around with old hobbies reminded him just how much he needed his sister around. He was worried for her, hoping that she was happy, but ultimately he knew that it just wasn't any fun for him without her around.

So he sat, still and quiet, in his chair in the dark. He waited for Wheezie to return and brighten his life up again. As he sat he thought, and as he thought he realized that since Cassie left Dragonland to start a new life... he hadn't really made any other dragon friends. He had spent so much time with his sister that everyone he knew were people that were friends with them both.

It had been such an easy decision to separate. After so many years of developing their harmony and togetherness, Zak and Wheezie yearned to have lives of their own. But back then Zak had never considered that this day would come. The day where he missed his sister. The day where he had gotten everything he had wished for... and fought out what he truly wanted.

He considered just going to bed, but he knew that if he did, he would just lie there awake. Better to sit in his chair, ready with a warm greeting and an open ear, ready to listen to how well the date went and how excited she was for the future.

Unfortunately, no matter how he tried to work himself up, he simply couldn't be excited for that future. A horrible sequence of events passed before his eyes. Wheezie and that scumball Lonny... he couldn't even think his name without drawing it out mockingly... getting together. Getting married. He could just see how his harsh, dominating personality might Wheezie's natural exuberance. They'd go on to have children, all while Zak remained alone and sad. She'd end up becoming a drudge of a dragon, her humor and energy dulled by responsibility... that or she'd just leave him and be an emotional wreck. Either way, he'd probably have to have visits and help babysit their terrible children... combinations of his abrasiveness and her energy... while they went out to do whatever he wanted to do.

Zak snapped out of the pastiche of horrors when he heard someone in the knuckerhole that served as the entrance to their home. No laughs, no cries, no sounds other than someone sliding through. He turned on a light just to make sure that it was his sister and not some den-robbers. Luckily, it was just Wheezie. She tumbled in, stood, brushed herself off, and glared angrily at Zak.

"Were you up waiting for me all night?" she snapped, throwing harsh vibes at Zak immediately.

"I... I couldn't sleep. I thought I'd just wait out here... you know, in case you wanted to talk when you got home." He said defensively.

Wheezie looked at her brother's sad, concerned face and immediately softened from the hardness of her anger.

"Oh, I'm sorry Zak," she said with a sniff, "He... well... let's just say it's not gonna work out."

She walked over to him and sat down on the arm of the chair, throwing her arms around his neck. Before he knew what was happening, Zak was hugging his sister as she sobbed into his shoulder. For now all he could do was hold her and stroke her scales, hoping to calm his emotional sister.

"S-sorry Zakie," she said, coming up for air and fishing a handkerchief from her pouch. A quick wipe of her eyes and blow of her nose, saw her mostly calmed again. Zak's heart ached to see his sister like this, no matter how many times he had seen it before.

"It's ok Wheezie, tell me what happened. Did he... did he leave you?"

Wheezie took Zak's head in her hand and brought their foreheads together. In a flash she reopened the mind-sharing that the twins had cultivated through the years.

Zak saw and felt her excitement at leaving for the date. He saw Lonny there at the entrance and felt Wheezie's blush at his compliments. The orange dragon took her out to dinner and then they enjoyed a moonlight stroll... but then things started going wrong. The oily, bossy, abrasive side came out of Lonny. Wheezie couldn't get a word in edge-wise and everything she seemed to want to do was quickly shot down. And then, the breaker. Lonny tried to get intimate. Wheezie didn't feel like it, but Lonny persisted. But prideful, self-confident Wheezie saw through all his demands and tricks. Lonny didn't want her he wanted the things he thought she would do.

Breaking the link, Zak pulled his sister into a big hug, letting her get it all out before trying to talk again.

"I'm sorry it didn't all work out," Zak said gently, "and I'm not gonna add to things by doing any of that 'I was right stuff'... especially because I wasn't right. I was just jealous. But I am really so sorry that you and Lonny couldn't have worked out. I was sitting here hoping that you were happy, even if I wasn't. But come on, a guy like that? You don't need someone who is going to make your life duller just to brighten his. Besides, you already make my life bright."

"Ooh Zakie," she said as she hugged him again.

Zak finally lay in his bed, but still sleep did not find him. He worried after his sister and her feelings, yes, but also for himself. He worried that he would be alone forever, unable to find anyone he connected with as much as his sister. Yes, she was an unforgiveable slob, and so many times she had embarrassed him or made him cringe... but she had been his constant companion... and even though he now had a left side of his own, two arms and two legs that he didn't have to compromise with or share, it still felt like his left side was missing.

Zakie? Are you awake?

It was Wheezie, suddenly in his head even through the walls that separated their rooms. It wasn't an uncommon thing anymore, but since the split they hadn't shared their thoughts nearly as often. With her at his side it had been easy, they saw the same things but would simply share their understanding or just have unspoken conversations, but now things were different. Still, he knew that if she had contacted him that she really needed to talk.

Yeah, I'm awake. What's on your mind?

In his head he heard Wheezie laugh at his unintentional pun, ending it as she always did with a snort. It often amazed Zak how she seemed to think in exactly the same sounds she spoke with.

I... I just can't sleep, she thought to him, With everything that happened... well... he made me feel...

Terrible, Zak continued, Remember, I saw it too. The way he treated you was... was just...

Don't worry Zakie, it is SOOO over between us. And... well... so you know... I kinda saw what you had been thinking too. You were right. But... thank you for letting me find out for myself.

Zak smiled to himself, satisfied that he had done the right thing after all.

Zak? Would you mind if I slept in your room tonight? I just need... I just need to be held.

Of course Wheez. You know I'm always here for you.

Not five minutes later, Wheezie was snuggled up in Zak's pristinely clean bed next to her brother. Though it wasn't quite the same as actually being together, Wheezie still felt comforted that she could hug her sibling and shamelessly share with him everything. For a while she just sighed, every now and then sobbing or squeezing just a bit harder. But finally she fell asleep, and soon after, so did Zak as he finally felt comforted and relaxed enough.

The lights in Zak's room turned on and brightened; a little magical trick to let a dragon wake with the sunrise even though they might live underground. Zak cracked open sleepy eyes to check the time, seeing that he had only been asleep three hours. Despite such a short sleep, he almost felt awake enough to get out of bed... almost. Craning his neck around he looked at his sister, surprised to see her eyes staring back at his.

"Wh... what are you doing awake?" Zak asked, "I thought you..."

"I was watching you sleep," she replied, smiling a soft, tender smile, "You know I get up before you."

"I just... I mean it's only been a few hours."

"I know, but for whatever reason I'm just... up," she said coyly.

It was then that Zak felt a hand on his thigh, sneaking its way upward.

"And from what I can tell... so are you."

"Wha... Wheezie? I thought..." Zak began, only to be shushed by his sister.

"It's okay Zakie. I know we said we would try to see new people... but I don't want new people right now. I want someone who is gonna love me no matter what. Someone who cares for me as much as I care for him. I want someone who has always been there, and will always be there... and right now I need someone to make forget all about stupid Lonny and his dumb attempts at winning me over."

Driven by her impassioned words that rang true in his own heart, Zak had nothing more to say. Instead he leaned in and kissed his sister's ready lips. Thankful for both his hands, he cradled Wheezie around the shoulders with one arm while he ran his other hand along her cheek, pulling her into him as they shared their tender embrace. For the moment he didn't even care where Wheezie's hand went, still focused on being comforting.

Of course, Wheezie was always more energetic when things got physical. Despite her activity with the kiss and the flutter in her heart, she directed her plentiful enthusiasm to her brother's morning wood. In no time, Lonny was long forgotten as Wheezie moved herself on top of her beloved sibling. Zak, for is part, was letting it all happen. This was no new thing for them to be together, and honestly, he would have it no other way... well perhaps he enjoyed being on top too.

Wheezie gave her brother a knowing smile as she slid herself onto his waiting dragon-pole. The smile broadened and took on a more lewd aspect as her hips touched his, feeling his meat firmly inside of her. She marveled that he always seemed to fit her so perfectly, not too wide, not to short, and definitely never uncomfortable. Giving him a test bounce, she grinned even more broadly than before as a wash of pleasure pushed through her and as she saw upon Zak's face a reflection of satisfaction.

"Mmmm, oh Zakie..." Wheezie sighed in delight, a slim precursor to the exertion she was about to commence.

"I love you Wheezie," Zak replied honestly, relishing the feel of his sister wrapped around him.

Try as he might to pump his hips up into her, Wheezie bounced about twice as fast. Soon they found their own synchronicity that let them both enjoy every thrust. And as they had done since they found true harmony, they opened their minds to each other, letting Zak feel what Wheezie felt and vice versa. In that instant, Zak could feel Wheezie's joy and her pleasure. Lonny wasn't even on her mind... he was.

Emboldened by this realization, he determined that he would do everything in his power to please Wheezie, even if he was left completely exhausted by it. He wished his hands were free, but at the moment his fingers were interlaced with Wheezie's as she hopped up and down upon him. Luckily their necks were long enough that they didn't have to lean too much too kiss each other. But after a while Wheezie tired of the position and wanted something more.

"Oooh, take me 'dragon style' next Zakie!" Wheezie yelled excitedly.

In moments she had climbed off and assumed the position, tail in the air and gripping the foot of Zak's bed a he moved up behind her. She watched with delight as Zak's perfect-sized erection came closer and teasingly touched her sopping wet outer lips. Playfully he reached down and spread her open, enjoying the view of his sister's gaping, needy pussy just waiting for him to fill it.

"Mmm, don't tease me Zakie, please?" Wheezie begged as cutely as she could, wiggling her rump to tempt him.

"As you wish," he said with a smile as he slid back into her. This time he was in control, though she did her best to wiggle and push back against him. Still, he focused on her pleasure, thrusting heavily into her, making sure she felt it. Normally he would have preferred to take things a little slower, but tonight it was all for Wheezie. He would do as fast as she needed, and as she clenched and came for the first time, groaning out ferally and nearly pushing him out of her. Of course, as she relaxed he slid back inside, to continue his pounding.

Unfortunately, at such a frantic pace he felt that he couldn't last terribly much longer.

"I... I don't think I can last..." Zak grunted as Wheezie's third orgasm crushed his cock between her tender walls.

"Don't worry about that Zakie, just do what you can," Wheezie said, the edge of euphoria and fatigue in her words.

"Can... can I be on top?" Zak asked, "I just..."

"Of course my love," Wheezie sighed with a smile.

Disengaging, Wheezie eagerly rolled onto her back, thrusting her feet into the air to display herself lewdly to her brother and invite him in. A glint in his eyes confirmed that she was doing what would please him. But any trepidations vanished as Zak slipped his cock into her once again and took up the rapid pace that she so craved. Though tender from three heavy orgasms, Wheezie could already feel a fourth coming on. Better still, she could see the strain and awe in her brother's face as he strained to give her at least one more good go before he finished.

"Do it Zakie, cum for me! I want to see it. I want to feel it!"

So encouraged, Zak gave in to his primal urges. Determined to feel his sister tighten around him at least once more, Zak picked up his pace and made sure to notice his angle. He knew there was a secret magic place within his sister that heightened the sensation for her. Snorting through his nose at every breath, like an animal he plowed on toward his ultimate goal.

Wheezie cried out as her body refused to hold against such a pounding, He was hitting every spot just right and, with the sensitivity of her needy twat, she simply didn't want to hold. She screamed out as she came, her body clenching around his cock even as she felt the heat spread through her. Zak too, normally so quiet, cried out as he shot his seed deep within the clenching tunnel of his sister. Still he did not relent, pounding away all he dared until stars floated in his vision. The sensation was incredible, for even as he came, he felt his sister's unbridled satisfaction flood through him as well.

Still not finished, Zak pulled himself out and did one of the dirtiest things he could think. Heedless of the spunk dripping freely from her well-worn hole, he thrust his fingers in and pumped away, hoping to give his wonderful purple sister a fifth, a sixth, and beyond. The moans took on a fever pitch as he worked her insides with all the energy he could muster. Wheezie gripped the bottom railings of her brother's bed as he played her like some hedonist's instrument, desperate to find some firmament against the flood of pleasure he was invoking.

He had lost count of how many time's Wheezie had come by the time his slippery dick re-hardened, but he simply hadn't had enough. It could have been hours, it could have been days, but no amount of fatigue could keep him from making this right. Wheezie's pussy was running low on slickery, the only traces left were what remained from his own orgasm. Luckily, he always kept a tube of lubricant in his pouch... for emergencies.

Wheezie was barely lucid as she felt her brother withdraw his hands. A cracked open eye between gasping breaths saw her brother lubing up his re-engorged flesh, a hint of almost sadistic relish in his eye.

"Ah... ah... again Zakie?" she said dopily, a huge smile splitting her face, "L-lloooooove it!"

"Anything for you my dear sister," he confirmed before slipping himself in yet again.

This time it was easier going. Both dragons were tired from their marathon lovemaking so they took things a bit less frantically than before. This time Zak set the pace, pushing in and pulling out smoothly, letting Wheezie experience every inch he had to give her. He also freely broadcast the sensation of how good she felt just to be with, hoping to let her savor the experience as much as he was.

This time lasted much longer, though as the minutes ticked by Zak grew worried. Wheezie was enjoying things, certainly, but so too was she not approaching another climax. From what he felt of her, it was more like she hit a plateau and had just ridden it there for a while. Meanwhile his own sensation was building swiftly, making him worry that he would climax long before she did.

"Don't worry Zakie," Wheezie sighed happily, "I've had enough. You've done enough. Just let me feel you be happy one more time."

Emboldened by his glowing sister, Zak focused on his own sensation, still taking care to let Wheezie know just how he felt. With no more time to spare, he grunted softly as a fresh wave of seed left his body and flowed into hers.

With that, Zak was spent. His shoulders sagged as he leaned forward to kiss and snuggle his soaked lover and be with her as much as he could.

"So... are you ok Wheez?" Zak inquired after things had calmed down a bit.

"Hmm? Oh yeah..." Wheezie replied dreamily, "Haven't a care in the world right now thanks to you. In fact, if it's gonna be that good... I might have to go on more bad dates."

Zak rolled his eyes at the joke before laying his head down next to his sister's and looking into her beautiful face.

"Zakie? We need a shower," She said softly after a good time more of snuggles and cuddles, "I'm soaked, and you are too. Besides, we don't want to fly around dragonland smelling like we just did it."

Zak smiled contentedly as he listened to his sister's snorting laugh.

"Oh yeah Zakie! Just a little more! Looooove It!!!" Wheezie cried as she bounced happily once more upon Zak's loins.

It had been nearly a month and in that time Zak and Wheezie had made love at least once, if not a dozen times a day. Every room of their den became a playground for their renewed sexual vigor, a passion that they had not felt for each other since before their separation. In fact, it hadn't been since year before, when they were last separated, albeit temporarily. Back then they had barely been adults, just exploring their blossomed sexuality. But after a few wonderful sexual adventures they had really looked forward to branching out to other dragons.

Their friend Cassie had been a wonderful partner for quite a long time. She had even helped them get past a few hang-ups they struggled with, but like most of their childhood friends, she had gone off in search of her own life. Faced with loneliness, Zak and Wheezie had decided to make their separation permanent so they might start lives on their own.

But then, seeing how Wheezie now sat astride Zak's hips, crying out as he came once again into her as she squeezed her love-tunnel around him, perhaps 'lives of their own' could wait.

"Oooh that was a good one Zakie!" Wheezie laughed as she recovered, her brother'scock still impaling her.

"You know," Zak grunted, "not to sound really critical or anything, but... you're kinda breaking my hips Wheez."

"That's a really ungrateful thing to say to someone who just banged ya one," she mock-scolded, hands on her hips as she wiggled her bottom around to accentuate her point. Still, she took his meaning and pulled herself up off of him.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she stretched happily and yawned. For some reason over the last few weeks she had become extremely content with life, feeling better than she had in years. Zak, on the other hand, had been noticing something that he really hadn't voiced. Wheezie looked like she was putting on some weight. Of course, since dragons weren't as concerned over weight as humans, he didn't really give it much thought. Today, however, he saw something... off... about Wheezie's recent gains.

"Wheez?" he approached, wrapping an arm around his sister's shoulders in a tender hug, "Um... don't hate me for saying this but... um... when was your last dud-lay?"

Wheezie though for a moment, and then her eyes suddenly went wide. Quick as a wink, and leaving a trail of goo behind, she ran to find a calendar. Being that today they had done it in her room, she had piles to look through to locate it.

Zak felt a sudden wave of worry pass over him like a doom-and-gloom raincloud. He remembered all those times when he had been conjoined with is sister that they had to go through the 'regular female cycle'. Though he was male, he still dealt with having a sister attached, and she, in turn, had to deal with that half of their reproductive cycle. Every so often, a female dragon would lay a couple of incomplete eggs, natural as anything, if she hadn't been fertilized. And since their parents had insisted on them taking a special potion, they never had to worry about the 'heats' that some dragons went through. Of course, since he had been separated, Zak had completely lost track of such things.

"Zakie... Zakie! I'm... I'm... LATE!" Wheezie cried as she finally fished out her calendar from beneath a stack of papers, "I... I musta lost track and... and then we... Oh Zakie I'm soooo sorry!"

Wheezie collapsed beside Zak, crying her eyes out as she realized the consequences of everything they had done. In her head she replayed every warning her parents had given; always drink your potions, don't be late, count your duds, and every other parental warning.

Zak held his sister's head, shocked as she at the realization of what must have happened. For so many years he had warned his sister against this exact sort of irresponsibility, but now he found himself right in the middle of it himself! Still, seeing his sister cry broke his heart, especially since he felt like it was all his fault.

"W... Wheezie," he said at last, "It's ok Wheezie."

"How? How can this possibly be ok?!" Wheezie bawled, burying her face against Zak's leg, "How could I have let this happen! What will people think?!"

"Let them think whatever they like," Zak said bravely, "Whatever happens, I'm never gonna leave you. I love you, and... and... and whatever happens... well that's just what happens."

With that he let her cry a while, stroking her head-scales while she got everything out. After a while, she finally had eased up enough to talk.

"What... what do we tell them?" Wheezie asked, worry still heavy in her voice.

"Nothing," Zak affirmed, "Let them think what they want. Let them wonder. It won't be so bad."

"But... Dr.Booboogone at least will need to know. I mean... what if..." she started.

"No, no one needs to know," Zak replied firmly, "I don't even know how this happened. I mean, technically we shouldn't even be different dragons. We shared a body."

"But we are different Zakie," Wheezie moped.

"Only since we split up. Before that we were, for all purposes, the same. I think we'll be ok. They're probably just duds anyway."

"But what if they're not?"

"Then we deal with that when we come to it," he said finally, "and nothing that happens is going to make me love you less. We're grown up now, and we can make our own decisions. I'll stay with you until you tell me to leave."

"Oooh Zakie," Wheezie sighed as she hugged her brother closer, "You're right. We'll deal with it as it comes. And no matter what. I'll always love you."

Another week passed as Wheezie swelled larger. Zak did everything possible to make her comfortable as the time approached. He cooked her meals, he cleaned and sanitized the entire den... each day... and still had time to comfort her, hold her, and even please her when she wanted. All told, Wheezie hadn't a care in the world that week. Of course she still wanted to get out and fly around, but on insistence from Zak she took things slow and didn't behave recklessly.

Luckily for dragons, they needed only carry their eggs for a little longer than a month. After that, the mother could recover and the parents could tend the eggs in turns. After nearly five weeks, Wheezie was impatient to resume her fun-filled life. Granted, she had only known for barely a week, but still her awareness of the impediment seemed to slow her more than the actual physical nature of her girth. Still, she awaited the day she would be rid of her burden.

But then as her contractions came, she suddenly found herself worried for the next part to come.

"Alright now Wheez, it's just like passing duds. Just concentrate... breathe."

"I... hrrrrng... I don't need you to tell me... rrrrrrahg... Zakie," she grunted as she pushed at the first shell, "But so you know... this is... NOT like duds. Ooooh, hrrrrr, ah... duds are way smaller and... eeeeyah... softer!"

Zak watched with morbid curiosity as his beloved sister's vaginal lips became puffy and swollen. He was ready at the other end with their nest of sheets and blankets, ready to welcme the first egg into the world. He saw something white and opal-shiny show through Wheezie's slit at last as she bore down and groaned incoherently with effort. A peek at her face showed him that her scales had gone magenta with strain. Her eyes were closed and her cheeks puffed and she worked at squeezing out the first.

Every dragon's first was always the hardest, and Wheezie's was no exception. Despite the copious amount of lubrication she had insisted upon, the egg was still bigger than anything that had ever been inside of her. But finally, slowly and surely, the egg slipped free, right into Zak's waiting arms.

"You got one!" Zak cried in awe as Wheezie finally started breathing again, gasping for air.

In a moment, the elation of the first was forgotten as Wheezie began pushing at the second.

"Remember to breathe Wheez," Zak cautioned as he heard his sister hold her breath, "You've gotta stay awake for this."

The second egg slid out much easier, and the third after that. Luckily for Wheezie, three was all she had in her. As her contractions died down, she began to weep gently at her exertions that had finally seen her finished with egg-bearing. Zak brought the eggs, bundled in blankets and secure in his arms, up for Wheezie to see. The gentle tears turned into happy sobs as Wheezie beheld the eggs that she had worked so hard to lay, held in her loving brother's careful embrace. Their forbidden fruits. Their accidental love-children born of a month of wonderful passion.

"I'll get them secure, and then I'll help you clean up. You just rest a while sis."

"Thank you for being there Zakie," Wheezie whispered softly, "I know you'll always be there. I love you."

"And I love you too Wheez. I'll always be here for you. For... us."