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The King's Breeder for Heru by Draconicon

Max could still remember what the village had been like before the arrival of the Dragon King. His memories were foggy, unclear, but they were there, and they were happy enough to make him wonder if it was better to serve the Dragon King, or run off. The latter wasn't an option, unfortunately, but it didn't mean that he didn't consider it from time to time.

Particularly when he was tied down, like he was now. Growling through his draconic teeth, the former human glared at the other villagers who were following the Dragon King's orders. They didn't respond to his pleas for mercy, or for them to let him go; his own body barely let him speak, and he imagined that was only because it was devoting so much energy to changing the interior of his body. Max could feel his insides hollowing out more around his stomach and backside, and he knew exactly what it was for.

After all, the Breeder Function mark on his hand wasn't exactly subtle.

I can't believe he's doing this. There are hundreds of other villagers, and he's making me be the first to birth more? The Tender Servitor had expected there to be young, though he was still conflicted on how they were to come about. However, he hadn't expected to be the first branded with the Breeder Function. His body might be eager, but his mind was most definitely not, particularly after seeing the Dragon's King genitalia up close a few times.

Max glanced off to the side, where the Dragon King was talking to one of the Commander Servitors that were converted from the village militia. They were his most loyal supporters, and no surprise. They were given the most power under him. There were reasons for that, and Max knew that if he opened his mind he'd be given all the information he wanted, but he refused. He didn't want to be part of the hive mind. He wanted to be himself.

Of course, it didn't help that his body was being made eager by the Dragon King's nearness. Walter - he forced himself to say the name, Walter - held some sort of control over all of them. The connection that they all received to him since their rebirth left them helpless but to obey him, helpless to do anything but want to accomplish his will. Max knew that most of the other villagers had already fallen deep under the sway of that. He didn't know anyone else that hadn't embraced what they'd become. He was perhaps the last one...and he had a bad feeling that this would challenge that, change it.

He pulled on the bindings again, but even with the increased strength of his new body, there was no way to get free of the ropes. They were staked down, tied around his wrists to keep them at his sides with the ropes going over his back so he couldn't pull them free, and his legs were kept widely spread, his tail pulled over his back and bent towards his head. The position left him with his ass in the air and his hole completely exposed.

He wasn't left waiting for long before the Dragon - WALTER! - walked over to him, and Max felt a shudder run down his spine at the proximity of his ruler. His body wanted to bow to him so badly, and there was a part of his mind that felt the same. It was almost painful to even think about keeping out of the hive mind, like he was punishing his master.

He's not my master. He's my conqueror, my tyrant, my -

A hand on his ass stilled his thoughts, leaving him shaking as the conquering dragon pressed his shaft to Max's hole. It was slick and dripping already, and the familiar slime was sending tingles of arousal through his body. Against his will, he felt himself hungering for more, wanting to be filled with it until he gasped and panted and begged for it to stop.

The Dragon Ki - WALTER! - ground against him until Max felt his body quiver with need. Every time the tip of the other dragon's cock brushed against his hole, he felt it pucker in response, his body betraying him with the need that slime filled him with. His body was already converted to be a breeder, and it wanted to be taken. It must be like how animals felt when they were in heat; if that was the case, he felt sorry for any female that had ever suffered it.

Yet the King didn't take him. Instead, he kept drooling that slime, letting it run all over Max's ass. It burned and tingled and soothed him all at the same time as it ran over his ass cheeks, making him bite his lip to keep from saying anything. Claws and fingers roamed his ass cheeks, squeezing, fondling them, even pushing them together so the King could hump between them. That last in particular left Max shuddering, knowing that his body was being used more as a toy than for its purpose.

And it was a very direct purpose. Everyone knew - even him, despite his lack of connection to the hive mind - that breeders were a purpose, not a rank of the Servitors. They could go in and out of it, all at the discretion of the Dragon King. Wal - the Dragon King - must have decided this would be his.

Come on...fuck me already, Max said, fighting his body's urges as best he could, particularly as the Dragon King pressed a finger to his hole, teasing it and working the slime in. If you're going to breed me, breed me, you sick -

"AAAAAAAAH!"

He roared as his hole was violated, his backside stretched wide all of a sudden over the Dragon King's shaft. Even with the slime pouring into him, soothing and exciting him, he couldn't get around the sheer thickness that had spread him open. His ass felt like it was almost doubled in size with the thick shaft inside of him, pushing his ass cheeks apart. Max slumped down, his hips only held up by the King's grip on them.

Despite the discomfort, he couldn't help but gasp and moan as the King's cock slid in and out of him. The mark on his hand glowed from the pumping he was getting, and Max bit his lip to keep the moans from getting any louder. He blushed, feeling utterly pathetic, but he couldn't stop it.

His cock drooled on the ground as he was fucked deep, big balls slapping against his and his ass jiggling from the hard impacts. It almost felt like he was getting spanked with every thrust, every deep insertion. The Breeder panted, his tongue slowly hanging out of his mouth as his cock drooled on the ground, and his ass squeezed the King's cock.

It didn't take long for him to feel the first blast of seed down his hole, but it barely took the edge off of his need. The feeling of being filled, the sensation of his belly swelling from the King's seed, didn't do a thing to stop his need to be fucked. If anything, the relief being fucked and filled brought only increased his need for more. After all, if a little bit felt good, then a lot would feel better.

W - the Dragon King - seemed to know that, and kept ramming in and out, in and out of his hole. Max rolled his head to the side, almost relaxing in his bindings as he was fucked. It felt humiliating to give in like this after all the times that he'd talked about his individuality, about not surrendering, but it wouldn't be too bad to give in once, would it? Just until he was done being fucked. Just until he wasn't a breeder anymore. Then he could go back to the resisting and everything else.

Every few minutes, he felt another spurt up his ass, and Max slowly felt his mind slipping away. It wasn't that he couldn't think, but more that he couldn't focus. The idea of resisting, of pulling himself away from that wonderful pleasure, was anathema, but every time that cock slipped in, every time he felt those powerful, royal hips clap against his ass, it destroyed whatever thought process he'd had. And gradually, he swore he felt something pulling at the edges of his mind, something pressuring him to give in and let them in.

He held back, but it was so hard, particularly as his belly continued to swell with royal seed, as he was rocked back and forth by the powerful King above him. Max shuddered as he felt his cock slap up against the swelling in his belly, and he groaned against the ground as he realized how big he'd become.

Orgasm after orgasm rocked his body, his own hole too full, too under pressure to allow him to cum properly, but the King under no such restraints. With each gush, his resistance to the feelers at the edge of his mind weakened, until finally, after being filled for the fourth time, he finally gave in.

The connection he had with the King strengthened immediately, and Max gasped as he was aware of so many others around him. The open minds of the Servitors brought all sorts of knowledge to him, though most of it was wrapped up with what they were seeing at that time. Seeing himself being taken, from all sorts of angles, made him moan all the harder, the pre dripping from his cock increasing in intensity. It was like he'd been given the chance to look on something greater, as more and more images and thoughts and memories flooded into his mind through the connections.

With the connection, some idea of reality came back to him, some comprehension of time. He realized he'd been fucked for an hour straight when the King pulled out of him. Max slowly lifted his head as his monarch stepped around his bound form, and looked up at the cum-soaked cock over him.

Offer yourself.

The idea came to him through the connections, and Max did just that, putting his head up and exposing his neck and face. He surrendered his body and his mind to his proper ruler, and waited.

It was just what the Dragon King had been waiting for, it seemed. The thick shaft twitched twice before unleashing its load, a powerful, musky blast that went right over his face and over his nose and between his eyes. It was so powerful, so virile, that Max's body surrendered then and there, blowing his load all over the ground.

More than that, his body started pushing the eggs out that had been growing throughout the rutting. He could feel them running through his system, gradually going back to his ass. Their sheer size promised that this would be a stretch, but the old memories, given to him through the hive mind, told him that his body would easily be able to take it. There would be no worries for his safety.

The bindings came off as the Dragon King roared to get everyone's attention.

"This first clutch is the start of a new era. From this day forth, the Dragon Kingdom is reborn. We are small, now, but we are growing. We are advancing. And we are learning more with every passing day.

"Max here is a sign of the true blessings we receive when we come together. No more loneliness. No more lack of purpose. No more inability to advance."

Max nodded, even as he grunted as his body pushed the first egg out. It was more than twice the size of the King's shaft, but it slid free of him with the ease of water through a sieve. If anything, it only made his cock throb harder.

"He has fulfilled his obligations as a Breeder, and will return to his Servitor rank. Every week, another of you will take up the function of Breeder, until we have enough numbers to be counted as a nation of our own. See it not as a punishment, but an honor, a wonderful duty in advancing and growing our young Kingdom.

"And soon, soon we will have the opportunity to grow yet further. For one of these eggs, laid by Max, shall be our second King!"

The cheer that went up drowned out the rest of the Dragon King's words, but Max doubted that anyone minded. It was all coming through their connection to their monarch, anyway, and the important stuff had been said. He looked back at the growing pile of eggs, and wondered, just which one would become their second king.

The End