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I guess you could say I'm a little forgetful. Normally, I'm not too bad of a "ditz," as it were, but there can be those days where I just can't get anything right. For example, leaving the fridge open after pouring myself a glass of milk. Or sometimes I forget to do my homework; but I'm sure all of us have done that once or twice before. I had gotten into the habit of carrying around an agenda with everything I had to do on it, but even then I sometimes forgot to write things down in it, or bring it in the first place. It's a curse I would only be too glad to get rid of.

But other than that, my life is pretty normal. I live in an apartment by myself, I have a fairly steady job, and I eat lots of junk food... So like any other fur. Although, I don't have fur, I have scales. I'm a green lizard, single, and looking for a girl to settle down with and start a family. That sounds like a profile on a dating site, but it's the truth. Lately, I haven't been having much luck with any girls. It might be because I'm a bit of a nerd. But I know a lot of girl nerds, so maybe it's not.

Anyway, I was at this get-together with some friends, and I had to leave early, despite the fact that they promised cute girls. One has to get at least some sleep, you know? Some of them wanted to drive me home, but I didn't want them to accidentally miss an opportunity to get laid. It was dark and raining out, so one of them handed me an umbrella, I thanked them, and went on my way. To get home, I had to cut through an odd part of town. It wasn't incredibly sketchy or anything, but it still made me uncomfortable.

Not too much happened until I past someone's house door. They stepped outside and started to talk to me. I couldn't see much of them through the rain and darkness.

"Hey, you're finally here," the voice said. It seemed to be male. "I was wondering when you'd come."

I frowned. "I'm sorry, what are you talking about? Who are you?"

He chuckled. "Don't you remember? You were gonna come see me after you were done with... Whatever you were doing."

I felt a push against my head-I don't know where it came from-and it suddenly struck me. I had completely forgotten about meeting up with him!

"Ah shit, sorry," I apologized, "do you want me to come in?"

He nodded. "Yes, that would be good." He went back up and held the door open for me. "After you."

I put my umbrella away, hurrying into the house as I folded it up. I shook it out. "So, uh, what did you want to see me about, again?"

He shut the door behind him. Finally in the light, I could see that he was a large, black dragon with long horns at the top of his head. He almost looked like a sort of demon. You know, if you believed in that sort of stuff.

He chuckled once more. "Don't you recall? Every month, we get together. We chat a bit, get to know what's happening in one another's lives... We're old friends, after all."

Once again, I felt the push inside my head. How silly of me, to forget such an old friend! We had done so much together... I think. I wasn't entirely sure. But I did know that he was right. As he usually was.

"Oh damn, I forgot that, too! Not the old friends part, of course, just our, um... get-togethers." I looked for a place to sit down, and saw a table with several chairs around it. I found myself pulling one out and sitting down, making sure my tail wouldn't make me uncomfortable. He sat down across from me.

"So, how have you been doing, um...?" I paused, momentarily forgetting his name. He laughed out loud this time.

"Wow, you have been really forgetful today! I'm 'Master,' remember?"

"M... Master? That can't be right..." I felt another push against my head. No, it was something else... was I forgetting it again?

He nodded his head. "Really, it is. I'm your Master. Don't you remember, Slut?"

Slut? I don't understand. Is he calling me that? "Th-that's not my n-name, Master."

He growled. "Slut, do you want to be punished? Like you have many times before? I knew going outside wouldn't be good for you." He came up and over to me. He looked down over me, a little angry. "Not that you'd hate being punished, would you, Slut?"

I felt the pushing against my head again, stronger this time. A few moments passed before it all clicked. Ah shit, I pissed off my Master! "Master, I'm sorry! Please don't punish me!" I just wanted to be a good Slut. But... I didn't remember what he meant by 'punish.'

But he shook his head. "Naughty slaves get punished. And Slut, you get no exception." He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me into a bedroom. He slammed the door and threw me against the wall. It was then I noticed he was naked. He was very muscular and slender, and had two long, hard cocks that were leaking with need

"Master? How do these punishments go, again?" I asked timidly. He growled again.

"I'm surprised you've forgotten, Slut. Especially since you enjoy them so much." He yanked my clothes off, ripping them apart. "You love taking both my cocks up your ass, you can barely stand being away for very long."

After another hard push in my head, I remembered again. He was completely right. Night after night, he would pound me mercilessly. I would beg for it, because that was how much of a cum-slut I am. I didn't remember how long I had been out of his possession, but I knew I must have been in agony from not being fucked. Slowly, I was remembering everything we had done together. Though I couldn't remember earlier in the day.

He turned me around, yanking my arms behind my back and shoving my face against the wall. His hard dicks rubbed against me, making my taint feel the itch; the craving I had missed so much. I shook my head.

"Wait... this isn't... true... my name isn't Slut, it's..." I tried to remember my name. Did I even have a name other than Slut? A push from my head, which I now figured was just me remembering things I had forgotten, reminded me of who I truly was. I panted, my tongue sticking out, and gladly ground back against Master.

"Yes, Master, I remember now! The want I've always felt when you aren't fucking me! It aches so much! Please, Master!" I tried looking back, but I was pinned against the wall too hard.

"You finally recall it all, Slut? The nights without sleeping? The copious amounts of cum I would fill you with?" He placed one of his cocks at my hole. "But, it seems you need some adjusting. Looks like it was a bad idea to see what the outside world was like, right Slave?" I nodded, moaning out at the cock that I hoped was about to enter me. He penetrated me just slightly. "Well, since you've done all this before, I suppose just one dick will suffice, until I've made you ready for the full serving." I couldn't speak, just nodding at whatever he was saying.

"I need your cock in my so bad, Master! I don't care how many!"

He chuckled once more, seemingly less angry from when I had come in. "Sure." And with that, he started to push into me. His cock was slickened from his precum, something I was vaguely grateful for. As each inch pushed in, so did the ridges, which made me feel pain, then pleasure. Each little push of his hips made me moan. He must have found this satisfactory, and pushed in with even greater force. I cried out.

"Thank you, Master! Breed me!" I pushed back against him as he halted. He slapped my ass and I yelped.

"No pushing back! This is a punishment, after all, for being so forgetful." I nodded back. I mustn't upset my Master, as he might decide to stop fucking me. He pulled out all the way, then pushed in again, agonizingly slowly. I gulped to keep down my frustration, but kept silent to please Master. Luckily, he decided to speed up, but only a little bit. The pleasure mixed with the eagerness I felt for the fucking became too much, and my own dick erupted all over the wall.

Master roared. He took me from the wall and threw me onto the bed. "Did I say you could cum? How dare you! Now you don't get any preparation at all!" He grabbed me by the hips as I scrambled to get up, and dragged my ass back to his cock. No, both his cocks. He aimed the two of them in and pushed in forcefully. I screamed from the pain. I hurt too much for me to think for a few seconds. Then the pain erupted into pure ecstasy. By being used as a fucktoy to please my Master, I was pleasing myself as well.

His hips started fucking my quickly, pulling in and out in a fast, hard rhythm. My dick, already hard again after orgasming so soon, exploded once again, over and over as Master fucked me. He groaned loudly, nearing the edge himself. His balls slapped rhythmically against me. He decided to pick me up, shoving me up and down on his dual dicks like I was some sort of fleshlight. I thought he was growing, getting bigger than me, but I couldn't really be sure. I did know that I loved this, and my own dick couldn't stop spasming with each thrust. Finally, with another loud roar, his cocks erupted filling me with his wonderful seed. He came over and over again, filling my belly before it all started splashing out onto the floor.

As his balls were emptied into my insides, he laid me down on the bed and let go. He came a few more moments in my ass, before pulling out and bringing my head around. He shoved them both in my mouth without a word, getting the rest of it down my throat as it started to subside. Once they had been completely milked of it all, he pulled out of my throat, a trail of cum connecting his cocks to my mouth. He looked down at me from what seemed so high above. I could barely think, I was in so much bliss. My cock was still erupting, slowly coming down from my own orgasm. He smirked.

"Well, Slut, you'll have to clean up here once again," he told me. I looked up at him quizzically. "I want you to lick up all this cum, and make sure not a spot is left around." One more push on my head, and I nodded. I remembered this. The messes we made had to be put in me so that the furniture wouldn't be ruined, and so I could get my meal. I couldn't believe I had forgotten about that as well.

I guess you could say I'm a little forgetful.