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"God! Your sister is so annoying!" my brother said to his best friend. He was talking about _my_best friend. My name is Hruili, and my brother and I are brilliant blue, feral gryphons. Our blue feathers covered our wings and upper bodies, while blue fur covered our rumps. Only our down and belly fur was white. In fact, Feratl and I looked almost identical except for our size (and, of course, our genders). Since he was five, and I was only two, he was roughly twice my size.

"What's wrong with Xeira? She's just as spastic as Hruili, but I don't have a problem with _your_sister," Jerenar growled, clawing at the stone with his front legs.

_He doesn't have a problem with me!_I swooned. Jerenar was a sparkling, red-scaled dragon with huge, leathery wings, a glistening, bone-white crest, and just the cutest little horn at the end of his muzzle. And the best part? He was my best friend's brother! Xeira looked like a miniature version of Jerenar. In fact, if my brother and I stood across from the two dragons, it would be like looking into a magic mirror and seeing what we would look like as a different species!

Feratl laughed, pointing at me with a dark blue talon. "Except she's always nice to you, since she has a crush on_yooooou_."

"Feratl!" I exclaimed, looking away to hide my blush. The only problem with this arrangement is that of all the people in the world, Jerenar had to choose _my_brother as his best friend. When they were together, the boys teased us mercilessly, but when Feratl was gone, the red dragon became such a sweetheart. Some days I wished that my brother would simply disappear one day, like Matra. Eating sentient beings was illegal in the city, but it still happened. He could just slip away into some larger predator's belly and never be seen again.

"She does not!" Xeira shrieked. The small, red dragoness was the best friend a girl could get. She was always there for me. She lied in my place, since my voice would surely have wavered.

"Well, out with it," Jerenar said to his friend. "What's Xeira done to offend your sensibilities this time?"

"Can't you smell it?" Feratl squawked. "It's bad enough having the baby chicks following us around normally, but now they're both in heat, and you know she won't let me fuck her. She's just teasing me!"

Xeira's and I dropped our jaws. Feratl was often crude, but we'd never heard him talk like that about sex. He was always bolder when our parents were off at work. He was right, of course. We were both having our first heat, but we were just chicks, still in elementary school! We wouldn't be legal for three years, when we were in high school like our brothers..

"Well, why don't you just fuck Hruili? I bet we could convince her to."

"Jerenar!" Xeira roared.

I leaned over to her and whispered, "Don't listen to them, they're just trying to make us mad so we'll go away."

My brother looked me over appraisingly, but then shook his head. "Even if she promised not to tell, my parents would still kill me when her belly began to swell with eggs. It's too bad she's not a dragon like Xeira."

He was talking about me like I was just some brood hen! Dragons were well known for their innate magical breeding. Of course, every magical creature in the feylands could crossbreed with any other, but dragon offspring matured incredibly quickly. Mammals would give birth in days, but egg-layers like Xeira and me would lay within an hour!

"Yeah, but even then, what would you do with the eggs?" Jerenar challenged.

"Put them up for adoption, maybe. The important thing is my parents would never find out."

"Let's go," Xeira whispered to me. "The boys are being completely gross!" She turned to leave, and I began to follow, giving one last glance to Jerenar and blushing.

"Well, _I_could fuck her, at least," the massive, red dragon replied.

I froze, looking up at him. Were they seriously discussing this?

"Come on, dude, I was just joking. I'm not going to let you fuck my sister!"

"Okay, fine," he replied, "I wouldn't fuck her. But maybe just make out a little? I mean look at Hruili, she's totally into me. Nothing wrong with a little not-so-innocent fun..."

Xeira walked up beside me and hissed, "Hruili, come_on_. Let's get _out_of here!"

"Wait!" I whispered back, my cheeks burning as I listened intently to the boys' conversation.

"You're really serious!" Feratl squawked. "I'm_not_ going to let you snog my two-year-old sister!"

"What if I lent you Xeira in exchange for her? We do whatever we want with each other's sister, then give them back after two hours."

"Ew, gross!" Xeira growled.

I leaned in and whispered to her, "Aren't you just a little bit curious?"

She looked Feratl over, and sighed, "Well, maybe a_little_."

My brother paused, appraising the small, red dragoness. "Alright, it's a deal."

I shivered, flicking my leonine tail back and forth. Could this really be happening!? I'd had a crush on Jerenar since before I could remember!

"No way! We're leaving," Xeira said in a huff.

I took her scaled shoulder in one talon and drew my best friend in close. "Wait, but this is my _chance!_Please, just do it, for me. It's not like Feratl will do anything you don't want, and you said yourself you were curious."

"A _little_curious," she clarified, making perhaps the tiniest gap between her talons.

"Pleeeaaase."

Xeira paused, flicking her tail. Finally, she sighed and said, "Fine. For you."

Together, we looked up at the high-schoolers, who looked down at us. We were all in disbelief - was this really happening? The entire room was holding its breath.

Finally, my brother split the silence in half, saying, "Alright, I'll take Xeira to my room; you and Hruili can go to hers."

The dam burst, and time sped up in an effort to catch up. I scrambled after the large, red dragon as he strode off to my room. I didn't even look back at Xeira, though I saw at the edge of my vision that she was (more slowly) following my brother to _his_room. I didn't know what I anticipated more: learning what Jerenar would do with me, or breathlessly telling Xeira all about it when we were done!

My heart was thumping so hard I thought I'd break a rib as I closed the large, stone door behind us, leaving it open just a crack. Xeira and I had an old superstition about getting locked forever in our rooms, so we always left doors slightly open, even though we were old enough to know better by now. My room was simple: a stone slab covered in old, blue feathers for a bed, and a shelf with toys on it. Kids stuff - I wished I could hide it from Jerenar, but it was too late.

His head almost reached the ceiling. The five-year-old dragon was twice my size, if not more, looking down at me with an odd expression. I don't know how to describe it, because I'd never seen it before. "Such a cute little hen," he sighed wistfully. "You just want to please me, don't you?"

I nodded, speechless.

"Get on your back for me," he commanded.

"What?"

"Come on, just do it," he urged.

Tufted tail twitching, I turned away from him, lay down on my belly, tucked my bright blue wing beneath me, and rolled onto my back, wings stretched to their full span. From the ground, Jerenar looked even huger looking down at me. Between my legs...

"Hey!" I squawked, following his eyes. With both talons I reached down to cover up my dark mound, where it lay perfectly visible against my light, white belly fur. Especially recently, as my lips had grown bigger, wet, and puffy. He wasn't supposed to be looking there!

"Hey," he complained, arching his long, red neck down toward me. "Let me see..."

"No!" I exclaimed, wondering what I was doing here. I was only two years old! I really wasn't ready for this, even if my body thought I was.

"If you _really_like me, you'll show me," he breathed.

I trilled, conflicted.

"Don't worry, I promise I'll make it worth your while."

I couldn't have Jerenar thinking I was just some scared little baby. I'd asked for this; it was time to put up or shut up. Trembling, cheeks burning, I slid my talons back up my body, holding them folded up against my chest.

"Oh man," he said, licking his lips as his eyes stared hungrily down between my spread hind legs. I stared at his eyes, too nervous to look down and see how much I was showing off. He didn't return the gaze, instead scrutinizing my puffy lips and both rows of tiny, grey teats. He leaned closer for further examination, saying, "What a perfect place to stick my dick."

"Jerenar!" I cried, astonished. My parents would really chew him out if they heard him use such language.

"Don't worry, I won't," he said simply, lowering his muzzle until he was just a foot away from my crotch, fixated on my wet, swollen folds.

I was about to speak again when I heard a screech.

I heard Xeira's voice yell, "No, stop that!"

Distracted, I said to Jerenar, "What? Maybe we should check on them..."

Cooing, the red dragon simply said, "Don't worry about her," and the next thing I knew, he'd rammed his long, serpentine tongue into my pussy!

"Wait, what?" I squawked. Never in a million years would have I expected him to do that!

My mound spread apart easily for his muscular tongue, and he slid deep inside of me with a _splorp!_Suddenly my whole body seemed to be on fire, only...a good kind of fire. My whole body tingled as he lapped at me, and I was so distracted, I almost didn't hear the distinctive sound of Feratl's door slamming shut.

Had Xeira left the room in disgust at something Feratl said or did? What if Feratl had closed her in with him! The stone door, now sealed, would block pretty much any sound. What had upset her so much?

I tossed my head back and moaned. It was hard to concentrate on Xeira while I was being probed in every direction by her brother's thick, wet tongue. Probably she'd just wanted Feratl not to close the door, because of our superstition, and he'd closed it anyway. She'd be fine. I curled my wings and spread my legs, panting beneath the high-schooler's eager slurps.

"Oh, God..." I cooed, digging my talons into the stone beneath me. I knew the basics from school: girl goes into heat, male puts his dick in the girl's hole, and she gets full of chicks. But nobody said you could put other things in there, and nobody warned me that his tongue would feel so good! He lapped faster and faster, writhing inside of me, while I squawked and rocked my hips.

He held my legs apart, but he didn't need to; I was already spreading them until my legs ached. "Jerenarrr..." I groaned, clenching down around his warm, slippery tongue. He had me, then. I was his to do with as he pleased. A slow, burning heat began to rise in my loins until I had to cry out, "Ow...oh...oh...OH!"

Squirt!

I exploded around the tip of his large, red muzzle, shuddering. Glistening juices spilled out of my convulsing cunt, staining his nose and dribbling down his chin, but he kept slurping it up with loud swallows. I tossed my head back and screeched, my hips hammering up and down against his probing tongue. I had to clench my eyes shut then, and whimper softly as I rode out the overwhelming sensations coursing through my two-year-old body.

It was only when I was done and managed to lazily open one eye that Jerenar finally pulled his tongue free with a loud_squelch!_ He gazed down at me, licking his lips of my fluids, and said, "Delicious."

I blushed, smiling up at my new lover, trying to find the words to say.

He reached down and picked me up, his massive claws easily wrapping around my torso. I squawked in shock, still too exhausted to do anything but lie there, but Jerenar ignored my protest. The high-schooler lifted me effortlessly into the air, then spun around to lie on his back where I had just been. He pulled me close, until I was on my back, on his wide, light-red belly, my head nestled up against the base of his long neck. He was so much larger than me that my cute little rump barely reached his abdomen.

That's when I saw it. Just beyond my twitching tail, emerging from a horizontal slit in his scales, stood his long, wet, ridged penis. I'd never seen it before, but there it was, and it was huge. At the base, it swelled out even wider, almost spherical. Jerenar's tongue was nothing compared to his monstrous dick.

And it was just a foot away from my quivering pussy.

"Jerenar..." I whimpered.

Large claws wrapped around my thighs, pulling my legs apart to dangle uselessly in the air while the five-year-old dragon shifted his hips, moving his rigid prod ever closer. "Time for you, little hen, to return the favor."

He really meant to do it! To mate me! I trembled and warbled, "But I'm in heat!"

"We'll figure something out," he said simply, tucking his pinky claw around my long tail and shoving it aside.

Desperate, I clamored for any excuse I could, and stammered, "We've never even kissed!"

"Oh, sorry," he said, curling his long neck all the down until he was facing me, albeit upside down. His dripping tongue slid into my conveniently dropped jaw. I cooed, and as we shared our first kiss, I felt Jerenar thrust his hips. My eyes popped open and I cried, "Wait!" but it was already too late.

Splorch!

He thudded to a halt inside of my, less than halfway in, but that was more than enough for me. His fat tip spread my sopping pussy achingly apart, jabbing painfully into my virgin cunt. He broke off the kiss and grunted, pulling his head back so that I could stare down my soft, white belly and watch the massive bulge of his cock pushing into me inch after inch. He pushed harder and harder, wedging each, consecutive ridge into my straining, heat-swollen folds until he was just over halfway in.

I stuck my tongue out and squawked, the feeling unlike anything I'd ever encountered. There was pain, yes, but also an intense feeling of fullness. We were actually doing it! He was mating me! I couldn't help but feel I wasn't ready for this, but my body sure was. I clenched down around him and moaned, the deepest part of me wanting nothing more than to fully engulf his massive cock. I tried to form works, but all that came out were screeches and whimpers.

His paws kept my legs neatly spread as he purred and continued to slide more of his oversized dick into my hindquarters. "God, you're tight," he groaned, and large splatters of fluid fell from his lips onto my feathered chest. Whether this was new drool, or my own, leftover juices, I had no idea.

"Ah!" I cried, thrusting my hips feebly, but his cock held its position. I was pinned by the engorged organ, so that I felt like nothing more than a soft, blue extension. Or perhaps like a sheath to warm his dick. The bulge in my belly inched closer, my pussy stretched so wide I felt like I would burst. But still, he wouldn't stop.

He didn't stop until he'd hammered every last ridge between my straining lips, and all that remained outside of me was his enormous knot. Already I could feel his pointed tip digging deep inside of me - there was no way I was deep enough, _or_wide enough to take any more. Luckily, he seemed to realize that as well, groaning as he held himself deep, but not pressing the issue any further.

"Oh God," he said, "this thing is so fucking tight!"

This thing? I felt like a used, skewered piece of meat, but Jerenar couldn't see my expression. His large paws gently caressed my bulging abdomen. I started to say, "Jerenar..." in protest.

"Alright, get ready for the last part," he said simply, cutting me off. His claws gripped my thighs once more and he began to tug me back and forth along his belly, while he humped his hips. I was pulled forcefully off his cock, each ridge thudding against my sensitive lips, and then rammed back down for a repeat performance. Any further protest I tried to make was cut off by the sudden, intense sensations overwhelming my body.

He slid me up and down, slamming into me until his knot_smacked_ lewdly against my gaping lips. Deep inside me, I felt him collide with my internal walls, sending a sharp pain down my spine. But moreso than pain, I felt a thrumming, unending pleasure that racked my virgin walls, sending me into cooing spasms I could not control. He was so big and I was helpless in his clutches, each broad stoke sending me moaning and reeling.

"Jer...en...ar...!" I gasped, hind paws dangling cutely in the air. Grabbing my ankle, he arched his neck down and ran his tongue through my soft paw pads, murmuring as he absentmindedly licked my foot. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't take it anymore. The growing warmth overwhelmed my quivering pussy, and I came again, squeezing down with a _slurp_against his rapidly pumping spear. My whole body began to shudder, and I screeched so loud, even Feratl and Xeira could probably hear!

Jerenar humped again, but didn't pull back this time, groaning, "Time to fill the tank!"

With that, completely ignoring the fact that I was in heat, Jerenar sprayed out like a firehose, his tip trembling up against my last line of defenses before _splurting_directly into my unprotected uterus. I could feel his hot, bubbling cum flooding my tiny little holding area, soiling my fertile, once-virgin womb. Even as I watched, his pulsating cock quickly filled me, making my stomach bulge as if I'd eaten too large a meal. I reached down with both talons to cup my swelling stomach, marvelling with half-lidded eyes as I continued to clench hard around him, drawing his wet, unwelcome gift deeper. I stretched my wings to the very tips, trembling as the five-year-old claimed my waiting, first clutch.

"Now be a good little cunt and take it all," he urged.

Even if I'd wanted to, I couldn't. Seconds later, my distended stomach reached its limit, and his heady cum came gushing out my pussy and splattering his knot, belly, and both our tails. But there was little question as to whether he'd reached all my eggs - there was no crevasse or cavity left inside of me that wasn't swimming in his cum. I wailed, still spasming around him, but also uncertain how I felt about bearing his eggs. At least I wouldn't have to wait long - the dragon's seed would quicken inside me and emerge in no time. What were we going to tell our parents!?

Soon we lay panting together on the floor of my room, cum dribbling down my thighs. Every five seconds, Jerenar grunted and sent another wasted spurt into my already straining womb. I gathered my breath, and finally chirped, "Oh, God, Jerenar, what have we done?"

"Whatever I want," he said, quoting the deal he'd made with Feratl. "I've got you for another hour and I'm going to make the most of it."

I squawked in surprise as Jerenar pulled me roughly off his stiff cock and tossed me face-first onto the floor. I guess he didn't want to cuddle! Before I could say two words, he'd sprung to his feet and pinned me to the ground between the shoulders with one, heavy paw.

"Lift that tail," he commanded, "I've got another load to dump."

"Jerenar!" I screeched, holding my rump down. "Stop, please!" I begged.

The red dragon reached mechanically beneath himself with his free claw and grabbed my tail, yanking my onto my hind legs. He said, simply, "No time; you'll be laying soon."

"But I don't want -" I started, before that same massive claw slid forward and clamped my beak shut. I struggled, but I couldn't even squawk effectively with my mouth pinned shut.

"I don't know why my cum bucket keeps thinking its opinion matters," he said, as if to himself.

My eyes widened, but my squeal was muffled by one claw and my struggles made futile by the other. I'd promised Xeira that my brother wouldn't do anything she didn't want, but I'd never thought Jerenar would treat me like this! This was not how I expected -

Splorch!

The humongous dragon held me down and _humped_forward, piercing me with his still sopping cock. He was as fat and full as ever, _thudding_roughly inside my aching loins. I really was nothing but a freely available (if unwilling) cunt to him, as he had made abundantly clear.

I whimpered and moaned weakly through my closed beak, my oversensitive pussy burning each inch he pounded deeper. Every time he jabbed another ridge into me, a gush of cum _squirted_out. I wondered if he even remembered I was a gryphon, since he only seemed to care about my leonin rump.

"That's what I'm talking about," he congratulated himself, as he once again violated me up to his throbbing knot. He tucked his legs underneath him and began to give short, sharp thrusts, making my entire lower half buck up and down at his mercy. Again and again he abused my freshly deflowered pussy, tugging out of me only to burrow himself knot-deep once more. He was more than twice my size! I felt like he was going to break my spine with his fierce humps, and I don't think he'd care if he did. At least not until he was done with me.

He finally let go of my beak to place his free paw on the ground for harder thrusts. I was far beyond protesting now - all I could do was screech and squeal and squawk beneath him. He used me for what seemed like days, pounding away for much longer the second time. I felt like utter trash, but at least my heat-addled body was getting something out of it. Each forceful thrust rubbed his oversized cock against my swollen, dark folds, and though I ached, that burning sensation was slowly but surely returning. I began to hump and convulse around him, though my rocking hips seemed laughable against the up and down my rump received from his never ending penetrations.

Tears in my eyes, I swear he was about to make me cum again when I felt something move, deep inside me. My belly was expanding, even though the eager young dragon wasn't cumming yet. I could feel my eggs growing, forming a thick shell inside my womb, even as Jerenar used me. I moaned, overwhelmed at the sensations racking my body. My already cum-soaked womb was stretching even wider to accommodate my full, heavy clutch.

"Please hurry!" I pleaded. "They're coming."

"Well you better hold on, because I'll be done with you when I'm done with you."

I wailed, the pressure building from all angles. My egg chamber stretched wider and wider, even as Jerenar's fat cock began to wedge deeper, his unbelievable knot slowly ruining my tight entrance. He pounded even harder.

"No, don't!" I begged, but he seemed determined to knot me, even though there was no way he could fit, and my eggs were due any minute. He lifted his paw from my shoulders to my temporary relief, only to wrap both claws around my waist and _ram_me onto his cock. My pussy _streeeeeeeeetched_around him, straining to engulf his entire, swollen bulb.

The only thing stopping him was my cervix. Each time he jabbed forward, his tip dug into my innermost wall, making me squeal. Still, I was grateful for the pain; anything to avoid tying with him! "Just cum!" I begged, my heavy clutch beginning to strain for release.

But he wouldn't relent. And he was right not to, at least from his perspective, as moments later, my cervix dialated, preparing to birth my eggs. Jerenar would have none of that, however, as his next thrust, coupled with a fierce tug on my rump, took advantage of this new breach into my womb. His tip burrowed directly past my cervix straight into my womb, finally making room for his swollen knot to _squeak_past my aching lips. My pussy stretched out around him, making a massive bulge and a wet seal of my mound. He was twice my size, and had finally managed to bury his entire oversized cock into my cunt.

I let out one long, drawn-out squawk.

Jerenar could hold back no longer, and why would he? He erupted inside of me, his tip already inside my womb. Cock twitching wetly next to my waiting eggs, he shot rope after rope of bubbling cum inside. My clutch must have been positively painted in his cum, but I was more worried about _exploding_on the spot. I was going into labor, right there, my eggs straining to escape, but I was well and thoroughly plugged. As if that weren't enough, what seemed like gallons of cum were pouring into my already distended belly. I looked enormously pregnant already, and I suppose I was.

"Jerenar, stop!" I wailed.

Jerenar roared, ramming his hips back and forth as he continued to cum, ignoring my screeches of protest. My stomach continued to expand, the pressure building and building as I spread my wings, dropped my jaw, screeched...

...and came again.

Even though I feared for my life, his throbbing, jostling knot lay buried just deep enough to rub up and down against the very source of my pleasure, and my heat-soaked loins couldn't care less what I_thought. A wave of shuddering pleasure shot out from my cunt, vibrating throughout my body. _My eggs will just have to wait, I thought absently as I moaned and rocked my hips, gouging deep scrapes in the stone beneath me with my talons.

Finally, the pressure reached its limit, but instead of exploding, his next _splurt_of cum broke the wet seal of his knot and shot out of me like a cannon. Floodgates open, my overstretched womb quickly contracted, squeezing what seemed like gallons of milky cum onto my bedroom floor. I wonder what Amelie, my stuffed hellhound, thought of _that?_Being a hellhound, she was probably watching quite eagerly from the toy shelf.

I was still bloated and huge, but comfortable now. For every drop of cum splattering directly into my womb from Jerenar's massive cock, just as much came squirting noisily out of me. I still needed to lay, but the ecstasy of my climax easily distracted me from my birthing pains. I clenched down around him, squirming beneath the large dragon as he used me.

Then, he lay down on top of me, panting. "Oh man, I'm_exhausted_. You finally made yourself useful, Hruili. My own, personal dumpster."

I whined, pinned beneath his weight and still desperately needing to clear my womb. But my tight cunt was still bulging full of dragon cock. At least I didn't feel like I was growing any more eggs. He must have reached them all the first time. "Jerenar, please," I managed to gasp, "I've _got_to drop my clutch!"

"Fine, sure...whatever," he said, picking himself up and reaching down with his claws. He tucked the very end of his fingers in at each side of my lewdly bulging vulva, and tugged it apart, jerking his cock back. His entire, throbbing cock slammed out of me, each ridge banging against my pelvis on the way out. With his dick free, a waterfall of cum poured out of me, joining the thick, bubbling pool beneath me.

The pain of his rough exit was quickly forgotten against a sudden, desperate resurgence from my womb. I squawked in pain, leaping to my four feet and crouching, unable to hobble away from the sticky mess before I began to grit my beak and _push._I'd always been told that childbirth was one of the most painful experiences of my life, but as the first, enormous egg began to push through my cervix into my cum-filled vagina, I realized that Jerenar had prepared me well. There was pain, but there was also an intense relief...

...until the widest part of my first egg reached my dilated entrance. Dragon eggs were naturally larger than gryphon eggs, and I was still half the size I should have been to give birth!

"Ohhhhhh!" I moaned, spreading my hind legs and pushing harder. It was even wider than Jerenar's knot! The red dragon watched with amusement beneath my tail as I whimpered and struggled to give birth to our offspring. I _told_him I was in heat! He was warned!

I convulsed and shuddered. There were other eggs waiting to go! I screeched until my voice was raw, pushing as hard as I could, but still_the egg wouldn't go. I felt like I was being torn apart, while my belly swollen full of eggs dangled low to the ground, proving that the pain was _far from over.

"Come on, get on with it," Jerenar said. "There's not much time left, and I want another go with my little cock pocket."

Here I was, bringing new life into the world, bearing his own sons and daughters, and all the high-schooler could think about was ramming my fresh birth canal full of cock. Why had I ever thought he was sweet? "Oh, Jenenar...it hurts," I whined.

He just shrugged, tail flicking impatiently.

Groaning, I readjusted my hind legs and tried pushing again. I couldn't tell if I was making any progress at all! The enormous, thick-shelled orb simply could not breach my two-year-old, uninitiated cervix. I started pumping my large, blue wings up and down, willing to try anything to help my overstretched, clenching cunt.

Then I heard it. A muffled _streeeeetching_sound inside me that came with a sharp burst of new pain. The egg was moving! An inch at first, then another inch, though each jolt won me another squawk and wince of agony. My knees were weak, but though I wobbled, I managed to stay standing and pushing.

I reached what must be the widest part of the egg, tearing my poor, tight cervix apart. I was amazed at how much pressure they could take. I couldn't imagine what it would take to break such resilient shells. I could see dark spots at the edge of my vision, but just before I was certain I would black out completely, I _finally_pushed the widest part through, and my well-used cunt did the rest.

The egg slid quickly through my sopping passaged to my battered vulva, slowing only as it reached my swollen folds. My abused pussy burned as the pointed tip of the egg pierced through, shoving the tattered lips apart. As much as Jerenar had stretched my mound apart, he was nothing compared to the egg. I glanced back, under my belly to watch as best I could; the egg was only a fourth of the way through before it got stuck in my already lewdly gaping hole.

"I see it!" Jerenar said, excited, but when I glanced over at him, I guessed his excitement was probably related to his rigid cock, swollen and jealous. I whimpered and pushed, spreading my legs as far apart as they could go until I started cramping. But I hardly noticed that small amount of extra pain.

"Ow...ow...ow..." I chanted, trying to dull each painful push as the glossy, blue egg fought every inch of its entrance into the world. My dark blue vulva was ripping apart, every push a torture that only made the barest of progress. But progress there still was, as the pointed tip of the egg pierced further and further out of me.

"Somehow I don't think it will be as tight, the third time I fuck it," Jerenar mused offhandedly.

I would have given anything to be there now, panting under the enormous dragon's painful thrusts; anything to be over and done with laying! I dropped my jaw, stuck out my tongue, and_screeched_, giving once last push before I knew I would collapse.

And I did it. One last, loud ripping_sound echoed through my bedroom, and the widest part of the egg tore past the chasm that had once been my pussy. The thick shell landed softly with a _plop in the pool of cum that had conceived it.

I stood there, all four legs (and both wings) trembling, drenched in sweat, panting so fast I was drooling, my eyes rolled up in the back of my head, but I was done. The first egg was out! Glancing beneath me at the blue egg, dripping in Jerenar's cum, all the resentment that had been building up during the birth faded. This was our egg! Our little, baby...gryphgon. Pride swelled inside of me at what I had done, even if I hadn't meant things to go this far, and even though Jerenar hadn't quite been what I'd expected.

None of that mattered: I was a mother, and this was my child.

"Oh, God, Jerenar..." I said, otherwise at a loss for words.

"Come on, hurry up. How many more have you got in there?"

I glared over my shoulder at him, but my reprieve was short-lived - the next egg was coming! Gritting my beak, I braced myself and pushed. God, the pain! Was this egg even _larger?_I'd thought for sure that the first egg had paved the way for all the others.

Jerenar seemed equally disappointed as I began to grunt and push, the second egg threatening to take as long or longer to push out. He whined, "Come on, get moving! I don't have time for this."

"Believe me," I squawked, my voice a hoarse whisper, "I want this over even more than you do."

"Well, I can't wait that long," he announced, and began moving toward me. No!_He couldn't mean to breed me _again, while I was just on the second egg. Judging by my gravid belly, there were at least five more to go...

But Jerenar didn't mount me. Instead, he circled around me with a sense of purpose, until he stopped and sat right in front of me. I tried to look up at him as he towered over me, but he quickly blocked the view as he slapped his enormous cock up against my face. "I'll just take advantage of this unused hole," he said.

"No, please!" I stammered, finally figuring out what he wanted. It was hard enough to push normally, much less when I was gagging and unable to breath! "I can't, Jerenar, I can't!"

He reached down to cup my chin in one, massive claw, pushed one of his digits into my mouth and stretched my jaw apart. He ignored me, my eyes bugging out in shock as the five-year-old dragon grabbed my head and shoved my mouth down around his swollen cock.

My jaw ached as it spread to accommodate his huge girth. How had he ever fit inside my cunt! I felt like I was swallowing a tree-trunk. I gagged and gagged, but it did nothing, Jerenar beginning to thrust his cock back and forth, his tapered tip banging up against the back of my throat until I could hold him back no more, and he pushed through. I squawked pitifully, trembling as he glided back and forth.

He let out a grateful sigh and said, "That's better."

I couldn't reply if I'd wanted to; all I could do was whimper as he rocked my small body, pushing as hard as I could to lay the egg that was tearing my rump apart. His slick cock squeezed up against my tongue, the musky flavor so strong it almost distracted me from the pain of childbirth. I'd always wondered what cum tastes like, but his warm spurts flooded deep in my throat, so I couldn't tell you.

His knot grinded against my beak, wedging between my lips. His fat cock stretched my neck firmly out into a straight, rigid, sleeve, ready to send a flood into my belly's remaining, empty chamber. My stomach already swelled down to almost touch the ground - could I ever take any more? Through muffled gasps of breath, I pushed and squeezed even harder, desperate to pass another egg if only to prepare myself to receive the inevitable slurry brewing in my throat. My cervix ached, burning. Judging by pain alone, I could tell that it was almost at its widest point. I just had to spread my legs and bear it.

Large claws grasped me around my front legs, starting to tug me back and forth in time to Jerenar's fierce thrusts. Glancing up, I saw that Jerenar's eyes were clenched closed, arching his neck and letting out a rumbling purr of satisfaction. He didn't even bother to look at me; I was just a warm, wet hole for him to fill.

"Unh! Unh!" he grunted, humping harder into my mouth. He was speeding up as well, and it was just a matter of time. As hard as I tried, I couldn't get the damned egg to breach my womb. Perhaps it truly was too large to pass, and I'd still be grunting in pain when my parents finally returned!

Luckily, that wouldn't come to pass, because that very next moment, Jerenar exploded like a hose spraying straight into my stomach. He pounded forward until his knot was fully inside my aching jaw, ignoring my squawks of protest. He came continuously, and I could feel my taut stomach begin to stretch, and stretch, and_streeeeetch_ some more. Forget almost touching the ground, I soon felt my belly-fur brushing up against the cold stone beneath me.

Gallons and gallons of cum pumped into me until I was bloated and huge. Just as I felt certain I would burst, the pressure reached its limit, and the excess cum shot straight up my throat and erupted from my gaping beak. Instantly, my tongue was_coated_ in the salty, acrid flavor of his cum; it turns out I could have done without the taste. Cum poured out of my mouth like a waterfall onto the floor beneath me, but Jerenar just whimpered and came harder.

The pressure of my inflated stomach did help in one, key way, pushing against my swollen womb and thudding up against my next egg. With a muffled screech, I pushed _hard,_and finally, the egg wedged through my aching uterus, sliding painfully down my vagina to lock up against my tattered vulva.

Then, just like that, he pulled himself out of me, sending a few weak spurts gushing over my head while I gasped desperately for breath. "Jerenar!" I protested again, but there was so much to complain about that that I didn't know where to begin.

With one, large claw, he pushed me away, and I couldn't hold myself up anymore. My wobbling legs collapsed beneath me, and I landed heavily in an immense pool of Jerenar's warm, reeking cum, our second egg peeking out of my cunt.

Then, patting my head as if I were his pet, he said, "I wonder if Feratl is having as much fun with my sister as I am having with this traded cunt."

I whined, and it would have been in protest, but the pain got to me first. The egg was still coming! Jerenar arched his neck around behind me to look at the progress and dropped his jaw. "Still only _one_egg!? You're not even trying!"

"I am..." I managed to whimper.

"Alright, I'm going to have to speed this along," he declared, walking around behind me. I needed to get up to pass this egg, because I felt another coming. I tried to struggle to my feet, but I couldn't do it, just collapsing back into the warm cum.

Squawk!

Jerenar grabbed each of my hind legs in his massive claws, lifting me rump-first into the air and spreading them apart! "What are you doing!?" I shrieked, my second egg still straining at my aching pussy lips.

He balanced me there like a wheelbarrow, pushing my tufted tail casually out of the way. "Clearing you out so I can fuck you again," he said simply, lowering his massive muzzle to my bulging mound. His forked tongue shot out of his mouth and attacked the wet seal of cum and egg trapped in my undersized cunt. He was determined, and under the sharp pressure, the tip of his tongue managed to poke right inside, somehow managing to stretch me out just a little bit more.

I squawked in pain as he fed more and more of his long tongue inside of me, my eyes rolling in the back of my head. Every feather on my wings was a trembling, blue blur. I gasped as I felt his tip attempt to breach that seal once again, but this time from the inside! He had wrapped his tongue all the way around the enormous egg and was trying to poke his tongue back into the open air.

Easier said than done! I was already stretched beyond_my limits. But Jerenar was twice my size, and his muscular organ applied its full force on just the very point of his tongue. With a sickening _squelch, he pushed out of me, lassoing my second egg. I shivered, knowing what was next, but there was nothing I could do to stop it.

Clawing at the ground, I shrieked as Jerenar began to tug backwards with his tongue, trying to pull my egg forcibly through the last lock of my canal. At the same time, he pushed forward with the massive claws around my thighs. The pain was incredible, but blessedly brief. He was so strong that after only seconds of_streeeeeeetching_, my ragged pussy gave way and the egg _popped_out into the world.

Just in time, as I already felt the third egg coming!

I gasped, panting for air, wondering how I'd ever survival giving birth to Jerenar's oversized eggs. I glanced back at him to say as much, only to watch in horror as the adolescent dragon cocked back his head, lifting the egg high in the air before letting it fall straight into his gaping mouth. I held my breath as the large egg slid down his tongue, landing in the back of his throat before forming a hefty bulge in the dragon's long neck. Jerenar gulped, and gulped, seven quick waves of motion sending the lump all the way down until it disappeared into his massive gut.

"What are you doing to our egg!?" I shrieked, struggling uselessly to free my hind legs from his tight grasp.

Jerenar licked his lips. "It's _my_egg, cock-warmer. I told you we'd have to 'take care' of them. Well, I was hungry, and I still am. Now let me slurp up the rest of my breakfast before they start hatching inside of you!"

"No, no, no, no, no, no!" I shouted, but he ignored me, and there wasn't much I could do to stop him. Jerenar picked up my rump again, slamming my abused pussy full of his tongue. The third egg was still pressing up against my cervix, refusing to budge, but I knew better than to hope that the red dragon wouldn't manage to dislodge it.

Sure enough, his massive tongue slid right down my once-virgin passageway, sending a guilty twinge of pleasure down my young body, before his twin tips poked into the tight seal of egg and cervix. It felt like he was fucking me again, only this time he wedged his way straight into my womb, wrapping around our third offspring. I wailed and shrieked and wept for him to stop, but he tugged and pulled and _riiiiiiipped_the egg from my protective chamber, dragging it bumping and rolling down my vagina before tearing it out my tattered cunt.

"Please, don't," I cried. "Let them go..."

Jerenar just chuckled, tossing the third egg up into the air before catching it in his powerful jaws with a sickening crunch. I watched him chew up our young, drooling as he swallowed it, shell and all. Seconds later, he was at my rump again, fishing for eggs. If only Feratl hadn't closed the door to his room, they might have heard my squawks and stopped this madness.

Jerenar didn't stop.

Each time another of our eggs began to breach my innermost passage, he wriggled his way into my womb and dragged it roughly out of me. No sooner were our offspring out in the bright, new world, than they were gulped down the dragon's greedy throat, from my belly to his. From cradle to grave. And there was nothing I could say or do to stop him.

I lost count of how many eggs I lay for him, how many babies we could have raised together if Jerenar hadn't been such a...such a monster. But finally, he'd found the last one. He'd eaten every single egg, and they hardly made a dent in his taut stomach. Other than the sticky pool of cum on my bedroom floor, there was no evidence left for what had happened here, which, I supposed, was Jerenar's goal all along. Would my parents even believe me, when I told them? It seemed so farfetched. Feratl would, though.

Jeranar purred. "Still thirty minutes left." He grabbed me and flipped me over onto my back, letting the cum soak my wings. The thin blue fibers sopped up the sticky fluids, cleaning up the floor, but that was just a side effect of Jerenar's real plan. He held me down, spread my hind legs apart and descended onto me. I kept my legs spread for him, knowing that it was futile to fight him.

And that's when I saw it. The first egg! He hadn't eaten the first egg, and it lay just next to my tail, the blue shell disguised in the messy pool of cum. Jerenar still didn't see it, distracted by my body. Desperate, I wrapped my leonine tail around the egg and spun it to the side, sending it rolling until it clunked_into the hollowed out edge of my stone bed. _Please don't see it, please don't see it, I chanted.

Jerenar rested a heavy paw upon my chest, lowering his hips to mine. _He hadn't seen it!_Clenching my eyes shut, I just lay back and squawked as he rammed his swollen cock straight into my empty womb. I barely even noticed as he used me, just fixating on the one, missed egg, my baby, and proof of what Jerenar had done to me.

He pumped me swollen with his cum, and then did it again, making me ride him up and down, and even a third time, pinned up against the wall before time ran out, but I had no eggs left to fertilize. He spoke to himself, sighing "Time to trade it back to its brother."

He let me up, and I waddled forward, sloshing noisily. I began to rehearse exactly what I would tell Feratl when we found him. Jerenar would get in _so_much trouble - he _raped_me, and murdered our eggs! The police would have a field day with him, high schooler or not. I followed the red dragon out of my room, watching as he knocked on my brother's.

"Come in!" came my brother's muffled voice through the thick, stone door. Jerenar dragged the massive door open, ushering me inside.

I padded inside quickly, ready to ramble out the truth as fast as possible, while Jerenar was still messing with the door. But before I even opened my mouth, my eyes fell from Feratl's bed where he and Xeira lay under the covers to a small cluster of objects on the floor. Brilliant, off-white eggs. Eight of them! The realization struck me speechless. She'd only been interested in a little making out - had Feratl forced himself on Xeira, like Jerenar had on me?

The big red dragon slammed the door shut, sealing us in. I would have worried more about my superstition about closed doors if I weren't so shocked. "What did you do?" I squeaked.

Jerenar just chuckled and said, "Looks like you and my sister had a little fun."

I looked back up at the bed to find Xeira's face. She couldn't have given herself willingly to Feratl - she didn't even like him very much! But she was underneath the covers. Feratl was lying on his back with only his head sticking out of the sheets, his talons wrapped around my best friend. She was lying on his stomach, breathing slowly in time with him. Maybe she'd agreed to this after all!

Feratl smiled over at the two of us, cooing, "More fun for me than for her."

So he _had_raped her! And I assured her everything would be okay. What had I done?

"Then we are even. This thing," Jerenar said, tilting his head toward me, "wasn't very cooperative either. Especially when I began to eat my fresh eggs."

An admission of guilt! I stared at Feratl, but his eyes only widened for a second before he smiled and said, "Of course! I was wondering what to do with my own clutch."

I squawked in indignation, expecting protest from Xeira, the young mother, but she stayed silent, breathing methodically beneath the covers. Was she asleep?

Jerenar said, "Alright. But time's up. I brought it back," he said, referring to me again. "I want my sister back."

"Oh, well...you see..." Feratl began.

"What?"

"I'm not sure you want_her back." With that, the large gryphon tossed the covers off of his body, revealing Xeira. Or rather, the lack of Xeira. What'd I'd _thought was Xeira beneath the covers was my brother's enormous, distended gut. He looked like he'd swallowed a horse! Where was Xeira?

"You _ate_my sister!?" Jerenar screeched.

What? _Oh no. No, no, no._It couldn't be possible! Yet the last place I'd seen Xeira, she'd been closed in this room. There was nowhere else to hide in the room, and I hadn't heard the door screeching open again. The only place Xeira could be was in Feratl's bulging tummy. "You didn't!" I shrieked, tears welling up in my eyes. "Let her out!"

My brother just smiled. I'd never noticed before how vicious that downward-curved beak looked in the dim magical light. Feratl patted his enormous belly absently with one talon, and explained to Jerenar, "You agreed we could do anything we wanted with them."

Jerenar narrowed his eyes, glaring at his friend. "We also agreed to give them back. You'd better let her out!"

For once, I agreed with the dragon.

Buuuurp! Feratl gulped and said, "Excuse me! Well, she stopped moving about a half-hour ago, so if you really want her back, you'll have to wait until tomorrow morning." The large gryphon spread his hind legs and waggled his tufted tail to show exactly what he meant.

I stared at my brother's distended stomach, horrified to see that he was right. Aside from the slow, rhythmic up and down of his breathing, his belly bulge was still and silent. The tears began to fall. Oh, Xeira! I promised you'd be safe!

Jerenar was just angry. "Dude, this is so not okay. My parents will freak. What were you _thinking!?_Was she going to tell or something?"

"Nah - she was pretty obedient once I pinned her down well enough. No, I was just hungry, and she was being annoying. Besides, it's not like your parents have to find out exactly what happened to her."

"Xeira!" I sobbed, trying to remember all the times we'd played together. All the times she'd sacrificed for me. All the times she'd had my back when I was doing something stupid. Where was I, for her? Now, she was trapped in my big, dumb brother's stomach, and I would never see her again. Closing doors really was_a curse! She'd never leave my brother's room, at least not alive. I glanced over my shoulder at the door, once again closed._Oh no!

Jerenar took a step toward Feratl, growling. "She was my sister. You _do_realize I'm going to have to eat _your_sister, now."

Feratl's eyes widened. "_Hruili!?_What'd she ever do?"

I stared up at the huge, red dragon. He couldn't!

"It's only fair," he said simply.

Feratl yelped. "But she's my sister," he explained to the unsympathetic high schooler. "Besides, you can't, time's up on the trade."

"Jerenar..." I sobbed, trying to figure out if he was actually being serious. How could this be happening!?

He didn't even look at me, staring instead at my brother. He said, "I'll give her back just the same as Xeira. If you're not trading back until tomorrow morning, I don't have to either."

Feratl came to my defense. "Come on, don't. I love her. I know for a fact that you like her. She doesn't deserve_that_."

"You should have thought of that before you started_digesting_ Xeira," Jerenar said simply.

My fat, full brother didn't have a response to that. He lay back on his bed, helpless to either convince Jerenar, or stop him physically. There was a tense pause, and time seemed to stand as frozen and quiet as Xeira inside my brother's stomach - aside from my sobbing.

Finally, my brother broke the silence, sighing, "Well, if you're gunna eat her, go on, get to it."

I stood frozen in disbelief.

"Don't think I won't!" Jerenar yelled.

Ever so slowly, Feratl picked himself off of the bed, his wide, swinging gut making the large, blue gryphon very sluggish. He slid down the side of the stone bed until his wings were leaning against it, his head propped up to watch, with his talons curled around his tummy. The bulge that had once been Xeira was so large that it spread my brother's leonine legs apart, showing off his furry sheath and balls. His tail whipped back and forth, tickling the shiny, white eggs at his feet. With a smirk, Feratl said, "Then_do_ it! _I'm_not gunna stop you."

Is he hoping that by daring Jerenar to eat me, the dragon wouldn't? That didn't make any sense - I knew first hand that daring Jerenar to do something was the very best way to get him to do it! I looked up at my former crush, and he looked down at me, and for a moment, our eyes met.

"Fine," he said simply. Before I could even move, the five-year-old dragon grabbed my under both of my arms, picking me up as if I weighed nothing. He held me only a few feet from his face, licking his lips. As his massive mouth opened, a wave of hot breath washed over my face, and I caught a glimpse into that dark gullet that had gobbled up _almost_all of my eggs.

I squeaked, but it was barely audible as I pleaded, "Jerenar, no...!"

For what seemed like the hundredth time that day, Jerenar ignored me. Spinning me around in his massive claws, he held me dangling in the air by my waist so that all I could see was the floor below me, and a glimpse of the white eggs at my brother's feet. I felt Jerenar's wet, slimy tongue run up along my belly and between my little nubby teats. The prehensile tongue wrapped around my tail, and I felt him pull it into his maw.

This time I squawked, and the sound echoed throughout the small room. The curse was real! If I didn't do something, and quick, I wouldn't be leaving the room any more than Xeira would. I began to claw and flail uselessly in the air, even as Jerenar pushed be backwards into his mouth.

His massive jaws closed down around my rump, his tongue slurping up between my aching legs. He was salivating a _lot_now, so that even the roof of his mouth dripped and drenched the small of my back. He held me horizontally now, and I glanced over my shoulder to watch in horror as he pushed me in toward the dark throat. He engulfed my hind legs, the sharp claws doing nothing to his well-armored lower jaw.

"Feratl, please stop him!" I squealed, looking at my brother.

I could tell he was going to be no use. My brother was watching almost mesmerized as Jerenar began swallowing me. He rubbed his belly, cooing, drool spilling from his beak. If that weren't bad enough, the engorged gryphon's cock-tip was peeking out of his sheath, and growing fast. He was turned on by this!

I spread my wings, trying to fly away from Jerenar's grasp to no avail. I had to appeal to his good nature. "Please, Jerenar, I'll do anything! I'll let you fuck me...all day, every day. You can eat my eggs, I don't care. Don't eaaaaat meeee!"

He didn't stop, or even slow. Instead, the big red dragon slid his massive tongue up to my abused, puffy lips, and plunged his forked tongue between my legs. I squealed as he filled me in one swift slurp. As much as I hated it, my heat-swollen folds clenched down around him, my hips rocking instinctually.

"That shut her up," Feratl said appreciatively. I looked down at him to see one of his talons wrapped around his still-growing cock, and the other holding one of Xeira's shiny eggs. I wept as I watched my brother casually slide it between his powerful jaws and crack it open before tossing it into his mouth. He chewed and swallowed it down, one of the last eight marks of Xeira left in the world.

"No..." I sobbed, but it was cut off by a deep moan. I gasped in pleasure as his slippery tongue probed my deepest depths, even as he pulled me deeper. I knew I shouldn't, but my heat-addled mind couldn't help but react to his intimate touch. He pulled my entire lower half into his mouth, still violating me.

With his claws free, Jerenar reached up and pinned my bright, blue wings to my sides, and I felt them slide tip first into his wet snout. I shuddered and moaned, humping weakly against his lower jaw, even as his teeth reached where my fur turned to feathers. I wrapped my talons around his jaw, trying desperately to keep myself from descending further into the high-schooler's mouth.

I felt a tugging as my tufted tail was pulled down the dragon's throat. Squeezing gulps began to pull me back, and my feeble grip proved useless. Half my wings were coated in wet saliva, weighing me down and sliding me farther and farther into his mouth.This can't be happening! It's some sort of joke!

"Jerenar...Feratl!" I moaned, reaching out with one talon to my brother. He was sliding another, whole egg down his throat, leaving only six more to go. He watched me disappearing into his friend's gullet with a grin, humping weakly against his hand.

The heat was building in my loins until I could hold back no longer. Even as throat squeezed tightly around my hind legs, I squawked and moaned, gushing around his fat tongue. My fluids spilled into Jerenar's mouth, sliding down his throat as a preface to the rest of me. I struggled, but my legs were pinned.

Feratl munched down on the third of Xeira's eggs while I continued to squeal and cum, even after Jerenar wriggled his tongue out of my cunt. He slurped up my entire rump, now, his jaws now reaching my neck. Desperately, I grasped onto his large, lower canines, trying to pull myself out of his powerful, sucking esophagus. But, still lost in the throes of my orgasm, I could barely hold on.

"Feratl!" I squeaked, watching him swallow two eggs and once, the hefty bulges sliding down his throat to meet their mother.

"Sorry, sissy, a deal's a deal," he said smugly, grabbing another egg. "Be glad you're finally making yourself useful."

My trembling grasp of Jerenar's fangs slipped easily enough when his agile tongue tugged and pulled on my talons. I felt like I was floating, wrapped in his tongue, my climax starting to fall even as my wings descended into his tight tunnel. That's when the realization finally struck me. There was no doubt anymore. This wasn't some sort of practical joke. I wasn't going to convince either of them to rescue me, and my weak struggles weren't going to save me.

Xeira, I thought, tufted ears laid baid. This was all my fault - I never should have agreed to the trade! Now I was sliding into Jerenar's stomach, nothing more than food for the big dragon. I would die inside of him, and even if my parents somehow found out, it would be too late. I shivered, ceasing my struggles, wishing Xeira were with me in my final moments, instead of digesting in my brother's fat stomach.

My head was fully inside the dragon's mouth now, but it was open just a crack. I glanced out, whimpering. Xeira's sixth and seventh eggs were already gone, and Feratl was holding the very last one, the last remnant of Xeira's existence. He tossed it up in the air and bobbed his head forward, snapping it up in his beak. All that was left of her now was memories...

The mouth closed, and I was bathed in darkness as well as saliva. Every sopping feather weighed me down now, Jerenar's coiling tongue pulling me down. I felt my ribcage squeezed tight by the ring of his throat, the lower half of my body dangling hopelessly into the tight passage. I tried to grab onto anything to hold me there, but there was nothing but wet teeth and tongue.

Then, I felt him cock his head back, gravity suddenly tugging strongly on my wet wings. My chest was no match for his gulping gullet, and soon I was hanging on by my elbows. The tip of his tongue pushed down against my forehead, and I slipped. I was engulfed now in his squeezing, clenching esophagus, sliding down as one big bulge until even the tips of my talons were gone.

"Ahhhhh!" Jerenar gasped. "It was delicious." His voice rumbled from his voice box, resonating loudly around my cramped body. I could only hear Feratl's muffled reply. I was pushed and squeezed further and further down, until my tail and hind legs were finally free, kicking weakly. They'd entered his wide stomach, and I was next to go. In seconds, I was wrung out like a wet towel, _slurped_into his belly and the sludge.

My entire body was tingling now, though most of all in my head. I was panting, but there was no air, just warm, acrid gas. My head was spinning, but still I began to trash uncontrollably, one last, desperate attempt to live. I could hear Jerenar's rumbling laughter.

I was so weak, and my lungs were burning. My head was feeling light and my thoughts were scattered. Was this what it felt like for Xeira? I hoped not. No one deserved to end like this.

The last thought that went through my head before I blacked out, destined to be nothing more than added bulk to the already sizable dragon, was to my egg. I prayed that my parents discovered it before the boys did, to keep it safe and reveal at least some of the truth of what had happened. The last physical evidence of my existence, and the net purpose of my short life.

* * * * *

Jerenar said, "There, now we're even."

I couldn't believe he'd just _eaten_my sister. Still, it was fair play. Watching it had been...incredible - perhaps even better than eating Xeira had felt. My cum splattered the ceiling from when I watched her hefty bulge sliding down my friend's throat. And then her struggles!

"We're going to have to clean this up and hide until the morning," I said. "We'll tell our parents that the girls were annoyed and left the house, even though we told them not to. They'll just have to assume they were eaten in the city."

He growled. "I _liked_my sister, you know."

"Hey, at least she didn't die a virgin," I joked half-assedly. He still glared at me, but I knew he'd forgive me in a day or two.

Together, we cleaned up the mess in the room, though it was tough with our huge bellies. I'd never felt so full and so content. I just wanted to sleep, but not yet. We moved to Hruili's old room to clean up there.

"My God, what did you _do_in here!?" I exclaimed, looking at the splattered floor, walls, and ceiling.

"I wanted to make the best use of my time with 'it'. I didn't waste my two hours _eating_her," Jerenar said, pointedly.

We were only halfway through the cleaning when we heard a loud snap. And then a crack.

"What was that?" Jerenar said, slowly turning around to look, maneuvering his large gut.

There, in the crack beneath her bed, we saw it. A bright, blue eggshell, already cracking open. It was hatching!

"Missed one?" I asked, chuckling.

"Oops," he said simply, pulling the egg to the center of the room (which we had _just_cleaned).

Together, we watched it hatch, the small hybrid poking its beak through the shell. "What do we call it? A...dragryph?"

Jerenar shook his head. "Maybe a Gryph...on."

We laughed, then I joked, "How about we call it 'tomorrow's breakfast'? We can split it!"

Jerenar reached forward, picking the thing up by its scaled, tufted tail to peer into its eyes. "It's cute," he said, turning it around to peek under its tail. "It's a girl," he said, pointing to its leonine hole.

"So?"

He replied, "I wouldn't want it to go to waste. Look, my parents are letting me get my own place in a couple of days before I head to the academy. I think we should raise it. Think of all the fun we could have with a girl completely off the registry? No one would even know we had it!"

At that, I grinned. "I like the way you think."