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One cannot blame a breeder for the actions he commits. Just as one cannot blame the shark when they mistake a lone surfer for a tasty seal. They both only do what they do, because the forces of nature drive them to. And fighting one's own nature is almost always a losing battle.

But there are those who do try, breeders whom take the prescribed suppressive medication and attempt a normal life within modern society. Bruce however isn't one of those breeders. He lives for the thrill of stalking his prey and thrives on the feeling of dominating a fertile female, planting his seed inside her and creating new life.

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Jenny swore under her breath and kicked over an empty bottle. She hadn't planned on leaving the club so early; she also hadn't planned on having a fight with the person that was meant to drive her home tonight. This left her stranded on a quiet empty street of a town she barely knew, and even worse was the fact she was feeling the tell tales signs of her heat starting under her tail.

"Shit! Argh.." She cursed again, reading the bus timetable while using one of her paws to adjust the crotch of her almost skin tight blue jeans. Her panties already slightly moist from the fabric rubbing against her overly sensitive slit. The last bus of the night had already gone, and there wouldn't be any more till the morning.

She decided to have a walk to cool off before texting her friend and apologizing for her actions. "It's not like she didn't have it coming after what she did, the no good bitch" she spoke aloud to herself, knowing full well they'd be back to being best friends before the end of the week. She continued walking aimlessly around the streets for about fifteen, twenty minutes before pulling her mobile out of her jeans pocket and began typing out the message.

It was the light illuminating from the mobile that caught his attention; he'd been standing in the shadows under a shop awning across the road, about a hundred meters away. He had been in the process of rolling a joint when he saw her face in the cell phone light.

Bruce's breath caught in his throat when he saw her. The greenish brown hide that covered her face and muzzle were lit up by the faint glow, as well as much of her flat upper torso and the light red top that concealed it from his prying gaze. Keeping his eyes fixed on her, he watched as she walked into the light of a streetlamp before he began mentally undressing her.

He envisioned himself wrapping his arms around her from behind, his shirtless chest pressed up against her wingless back as she leaned against his embrace, letting his paws explore her body freely. All the while she moaned and murred at his touch. The left paw heading upwards under her shirt to trace his claws lightly over her underbelly, while the other headed downward. Using a sharp claw he'd cut the button off her jeans before diving the paw into her panties. He could feel his cock slipping out of its internal resting place as his arousal grew, hardening quickly and pressing painfully against the inside of his dark black cargo pants. Tossing the unrolled joint aside he began to make a plan.

Jenny leaned on the cold metal lamppost and waited for one her friends to reply to the message she'd sent to them, hoping that at least one of them was still awake and sober enough to drive into to town and pick her up. She shivered as the night breeze sent a cold shudder up her spine, and for the millionth time in her life she wished she was a dragon with wings instead of just an ordinary everyday lizard.

"Excuse me Miss" She snapped back to reality and gave a shout of surprise before jumping backwards and away from the voice, banging her head on the pole behind her hard enough to cause her vision to blur and the world to spin. "Oh!.. I'm so sorry dear I didn't mean to scare you, are you alright?" The green dragon moving forward from the shadows to help support her before she could fall to the ground. She tried to speak, but everything seemed so unfocused and blurry "My car is just a few meters down the road, do you think you can walk that far dear? I can call an ambulance on the car phone" Jenny nodded to the stranger and let him lead her on. A mixture of her aching head, and her heat whispering into her ear overriding her normal common sense.

Leading her towards the nearby parking lot, it was hard for Bruce not to laugh out loud at how easy it had been to lure her into following him and better yet he could smell the waves of heat coming off her body, signaling that she was more than fertile tonight and would no doubt bare his eggs if it all went to plan. Bruce smirked and flicked his tail alittle before looking down at the shorter female beside him. There hadn't really been any plan, besides either trying to charm her to his van or failing that, bonking her on the head with something hard and carrying her over his shoulder. To him, the method didn't matter only the goal.

Jenny's head had almost cleared by the time they reached the car park, a dull throb remained at the point where the back of her skull had connected with the pole but it was manageable, it'd no doubt be a tender spot for at least a few days. But with any luck she'd scored a ride home from the friendly dragon that caused the pain in the first place. She turned her head and looked up at him, locking eyes for a few moments before looking away again, the grin she saw on his lips kinda unsettling but she felt drawn to him in a way should couldn't explain. He was attractive yes, and on any other night she'd be happy to get into a car with a study dragon of his build and ride him like the knights of old. She bit her lip as unwanted images flashed through her mind setting off a fresh wetness between her thighs. She knew she had to fight it, she in no way wanted to be a mother at this stage in her life.

Bruce could sense the debate going through her head, the look in her eyes told him everything that he's snout had already confirmed. If he played his cards right she'd be his willingly, it always made things easier and less messy when the female was willing. Fumbling in his pants pocket he fished out his car keys and press the unlock button, the large black van flashed it lights twice as the door locks popped up. Leading jenny around to the back he opened the doors and ushered her to sit on the leather seat that ran along both sides of the back section.

"How do you feel miss? Do you think we should get you to a doctor?" He feigned concern, as he took a seat beside her and brought his head close to hers , placing a paw on her shoulder in a friendly manner he motioned her to turn her head so he could inspect the injury.

His warm breath sending a tingle down her spine. "Please.." she spoke weakly. "Can you just take me home?.. I'm tired and, ..and"

"In heat" He finished for her, nuzzling her neck softly. His tail snaking it's way around her leg and holding it firmly, it was his time to strike. "I know dear, and I'm here to help you with it. You'd like that wouldn't you"

Her eyes snapped open and she tried to struggle against him. "Please ..don't, I.. I.. don't want... no" she drew in a breath to scream but he was faster, as soon as jenny opened her maw to scream he pressed his own into it, the sound muffled by his muzzle as he kissed her, all the while pushing her onto her back and straddling her. Her legs between his knees as he lay atop of her, his bulk holding her down as she struggled against his and her body.

She couldn't breathe, her chest heaving as she panicked and hyperventilated, the drake on top of her took his time exploring her body with his paws while he kept his muzzle locked on to hers in a forced kiss. Her body betraying her as she lay there limp and tired. No one was coming to save her, nobody knew where she was, and her body loved every second of it. The juice of her sex leaking through her panties and dampening the crotch of her jeans as it quivered in anticipation of what was soon to come, she cried softly as tears welled up around her eyes and rolled down her cheek slowly.

Breaking the kiss, Bruce looked down as his prey while she panted quietly, her chest rising and falling in quick succession. He could see the panic and fear in her eyes, the kind of fear that left one unable yell or scream but merely left them frozen in a state shock. He took this time to really look at her, his eyes starting at her sleek and shapely muzzle, still untouched but an signs of age meaning she was in her early twenties at most. Trailing his gaze down to her neck he moved one clawed paw up under the bottom of her top and lightly dragged his talons up her soft belly and chest as he pushed the top upwards to expose her underside to him. "It's time to see what you're been hiding from me dearest, Mmmm, you're so smooth and sexy" Shifting his position back abit, he brought his muzzle down to the middle of her cream coloured chest, drawing shapes with his tongue. "I know it's considered rude to ask, but how old are you Miss"

She still couldn't believe what was happening, "Get up! Fight! Do something!" she screamed in her mind between mental images of her wet neglected slit being fill and rutted by the drake leaning over her. The touch of his claws sending shivers down her spine and the slick warm feeling of his tongue on her flesh causing a fresh feeling of wetness between her thighs. She only managed to hear half of his question through her thoughts, but she answered softly. "I'm 19 sir" she felt him pause for a moment.

"Aww, Such a young a pretty thing such as yourself shouldn't have been on the streets all alone at night, didn't you're mother ever warn you about the big bad breeders that stalk the city streets after dark?" he chuckled to himself. Getting up he moved to the other side of the van and sat down. His muzzle fixed in the grin of a predator. "So here's the deal little lass, I'm gonna breed you. I'm gonna fill your young body with my seed. And you ..are.. gonna carry my clutch. It's up to you whether I have to knock you senseless or not"