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Deep Within The Breathing Mountains

by Dracos Blackwing

(all chars copyright me! No stealing please! ^_^)

The Breathing Mountains were a mighty chain that lay to the northeast of the main continent. They stretched in a wide arc from the far northern expanse to the southern reaches, easily 300 miles long. About two thirds of the way from the northernmost edge to the southernmost, they split in two, one arm reaching almost directly south, the other on a more southeastern course. The southeastern arm, wider than the other, split again, dividing into two smaller ridges.

This range was known for bizarre and unique features. One such was the Cave of Winds at the far northern end. This cave, which resembled nothing so much as a gaping maw lined with 'teeth', led down into the depths of the mountain. A strong, steady breeze blew from the depths of the cavern in time with the seasons; in during Spring and Fall, and out during Summer and Winter. At the bottom of one of two wide, softly curved tunnels, there lay a wide cavern, with a pool of amber colored acid in the center. Adventurous (and greedy) people would travel down to the depths to collect the acid, as it was greatly valued... Sometimes they would vanish without a trace, leaving only faintly seen shards of glass and a few glinting metal buckles in the bottom of the pool as testament to their ever having been there.

Another, and the main reason the range was called the Breathing Mountains, was the two central mountains, called Fang and Longthorn. These two peaks were the tallest and most treacherous of the peaks in the hazardous range, and with good reason. Along with the winds of the Cave, the peaks rose and fell in time with the seasons, moving imperceptibly but obviously to those who knew what to look for. The motion of the peaks would open and close passes, and cause random rock and mudslides at certain times of the year due to the shifting of the huge tonnages of rock. There were also constant, small scale earthquakes around the entire range, but the people there were used to these, and no real harm ever came of them. Since the land was fertile and easily defensible due to the high cliff faces of the mountains, these people remained despite the danger, and flourished.

The people who lived around the mountain range were many and varied, from the polar bear and seal populations in the North, to the Jaguar and Tiger peoples in the valley of the southeastern split, which was known as the Giants Fork. The majority however, especially towards the first cleft in the mountains near the center, were lizardfolk called Ss'adar. These slim, light green scaled beings had in their legends and lore that the mountains were their protector and even that they had been born from the mountains themselves... Few actually believed this, but some were convinced that should any great danger arise to threaten them, the very mountains would rise to protect them with a vengeance.

Tal'hadar was an orphan of the village, a scruffy but well liked male with a strong sense of adventure and an overworked imagination. He had always believed the stories, and he was determined that he would find a way to make the others of the village do so as well. To the northwest of the village, there was a forbidden cave, known only as the Cave of Nine Mouths. Inside, it was said there lay a great and terrible secret, and that only the bravest or most foolish ever traveled there. Those that went almost never returned, as the mother of all dragons was said to dwell there, and would consume any who ventured into her lair, allowing her to give birth to more dragons. The mountains were supposedly full of dragons, though no one ever saw one except when no one else was around but the viewer... Though stories of dragons being sighted were as numerous as rocks on a cliff, actual sightings were rare to none, and those who claimed to have seen them tended to be laughed at rather loudly.

One night, when the air was warm and the shamans of the village foretold no tremors to make the trip dangerous, Tal headed out to investigate the cave. He took with him only his tunic and some water, having eaten and slept well in preparation for the trip. He trekked through the lush jungle-like growth of plants that always grew this close to the mountain, the ground steadily sloping up to the mouth of the cave, until he was standing outside of it in a patch of moonlight... The ground in front of the cave was always clear, and a spring of some sort seemed to be within the cave, since a steady trickle of cool liquid flowed from the floor of the cave.

Tal gazed at the opening with a disbelieving stare. "THIS is a cave?! It's more like a crack in the wall..." The opening to the cave was a slim, smooth entrance, the stone looking as if it had been formed from an old volcanic flow that had cooled, forming a smooth dome with a wavy surface near the center. Even so, the walls appeared to be made of some kind of marble; they had a speckled pattern of light and dark grey with black flecks that gave the impression of such. He walked to the opening, noting that someone had even carved a smooth globe of stone over the top center of the slim passage.

"Well... Maybe those disbelievers were right. But I'm still going to have a look inside." He reached out to touch one of the walls then recoiled, his eyes going wide. The wall was soft... or at least it seemed so, and it was clammy as well, having a slightly damp feel. He stroked the wall gently with his hand, marveling at stone that felt like cloth, or some kind of flesh... He jumped back again as the wall rippled after he had stroked it some, twitching away from his hand!

Now seriously spooked, he moved back and took stock of his situation; he could run back to the town, and tell his tale... most likely getting laughed at so hard he'd be blown back out of the village... or he could explore the cave. If he found some proof of the mother of dragons like a shell fragment or a scale, he would return then show it off. Then people would see him as brave... foolish too, but braver than most to have done such a thing. His mind filled with a combination of dreams of glory and curiosity, he moved back to the wall and cautiously rubbed at them again, hoping to see what might happen.

The stony looking walls rippled and the ground rumbled just a touch under his feet... then the passage opened a bit, the slight flow from the bottom of the cave increasing and soaking his toes. A faint, pleasant odor came to his nostrils... sweet, yet musky and spicy even as he sniffed at it. He blinked at the stone over the top of the cave; had it grown larger since he had seen it first? Reaching up, he touched it gently then stroked it...

The ground bucked under his feet, and he staggered, then fell in the stream, which had the same scent as the air in the cave, then grumbled as the quake settled down. "Ok... that would be something not to do..." He looked down at his tunic then grinned. His mother would kill him for ruining his clothes... if he still had one. At 17 years old, he was used to doing his own cleaning, and to be honest, he liked the smell that now surrounded him.

Looking up at the cave, he saw that it had opened up even more, widening to the point where walking in would be easy now. He smiled then thought to himself, "Or maybe that was the right way to open the cave... I'll have to remember that if I bring others back to prove I was in here..." He walked forward, and ducking his head to avoid the round stone... which had definitely gotten bigger... he walked inside, sliding his hands along the walls as he went.

The light was decent, despite the darkness outside; the slick, slimy walls reflected the moonlight outside, and as he moved further in, he noted there was a faint glow coming from thick veins of ore in the walls themselves, throbbing slowly. He was forced to walk in the stream, his slim, clawed footpaws stepping carefully to avoid slipping. The tunnel went on as far as he could see, still looking like granite or marble, but smooth and flexible as anything he could name... It felt almost like some sort of heavy silk, rippling through his fingers. Sometimes the walls would move outward as he slid his fingers along them, and sometime they would contract in a bit, the light surging just a bit as he moved deeper inside.

After an unknown amount of time, he noticed that the depth of the stream was increasing, though he hadn't felt any downward incline in the floor underneath him. He stopped for a bit, and looked at it, feeling the pull of the flow and deciding that it was simply a matter of the stream flowing faster further inside; perhaps his 'opening' the cave had sped up the water at the bottom, or opened a crack in the ceiling letting more water in. The walls were getting wetter and wetter, and he began to worry about a flood or the roof giving way. He could see that in this area, the walls seemed to have more of the glowing veins in it and that they were pulsing faster now than before. Even as he though this, something he hadn't though of happened... The walls closed in tightly around him, pressing him between their soft, firm surfaces, and squeezed him tightly!

With a grunt of surprise, he struggled to free himself, but the passage both ahead and behind had tightened to the point of sealing him inside; only by squirming as hard as he could was he able to move at all, and even then it was only further inward, not out... Behind him, the passage was so tight he couldn't get even his hand in! Worse, each time he moved he was pressed against even tighter, and showered with suddenly hot water, quickly becoming drenched in the flow of it from seemingly all around in the tight confines.

He squirmed away from a section of walls that had seemed about to crush him completely; the smell that he had only sensed before was now powerful and close in the rapidly heating air. His entire body was being squeezed and pressed by the hot, wet surfaces; he prayed to the spirits of the mountains that he hadn't triggered some sort of volcanic eruption, doomed to die in boiling water, and struggled on as the flow seemed to increase more still. Soon the force of it was enough that he could tell it was still rushing from the depths of the cave, just in MUCH greater amounts... and it was beginning to rise!

The constant stroking of all that heavy, soft surface over his body began to get to be more than a little distracting as it slide across his scales, and he fought to focus on what he was doing... which after a bit of thought he realized was him squeezing further in, not out. If he kept this up, what was to say he wouldn't be crushed altogether, or escape, only to arrive, tired and well tenderized, at the dragon mother's lair? He began to have trouble moving, as a certain sensitive part of his body began to slide out of its home, only to bring him up short with a gasp when it touched the heated, slick wall in front of him.

Despite his age, Tal had never been with a female, or anyone else for that matter... Mothers in the village might smile when he came by, or offer food or clothes, but their daughters and sons were off limits to an orphan with no land or money or anything to his name. He was totally unfamiliar with even self-pleasure, figuring that if he was going to resort to that, he might as well direct his energy to finding someone to do it for him. So it was a shock and a surprisingly pleasant if embarrassing one, to feel the wet, slick walls sliding heatedly over his shaft. He paused, despite his predicament, to examine the sensation a bit, shifting his hips forward a touch and trembling at the feel of the soft surface on that most sensitive skin.

Growling and groaning at his lack of luck of any kind, he squirmed on, but was soon faced with another dilemma; his shaft didn't want him to stop rubbing it against the wall... it wanted more, and faster. He found himself pausing frequently and thrusting lightly against the pulsing, pressing wall, grunting as he ripped his mind from the growing pressure inside, and struggled onward. The stream had risen to the height of his chest, and was flowing fast enough to force him to use his toeclaws to hold himself as he moved... an action that seemed to only aggravate the problem, since each time he gripped the floor, the walls pressed in more and the flow around him increased!

Soon, Tal was convinced that he was going to die, and worse, that his only sexual involvement before that was going to be with a wall... He was barely able to think about anything else, but the hot, slick, throbbing wall in front of him, except maybe the hot, slick, throbbing wall behind. He gripped the wall helplessly, determined to get himself off at least once before being crushed, digging his fingers into the soft marbled walls and thrusting eagerly against it, working his shaft up and down the smooth, hot surface, a low, needy growl building in his throat. He tucked his head to his chest and imagined the most attractive girl in the village; Talla'sin, a female of large, sweet curves and pleasant scent... of soft flesh under gleaming scales and a wondrous taste...

He didn't even realize he was actually licking the wall until the thought of 'taste' entered his mind, and then he only paused for a second before going back to it... The fluid... he no longer thought it was any kind of water... tasted the way the cave smelled. Spicy, sweet and musky all at once, it only heightened his need for release, making his pulse pound and his mind blur. He rutted against the wall furiously, growling and shaking his head in pleasure, then shrieked out as he came, spurting his first seed against the wall and gripping it tightly as the flow of fluid reached a crescendo, covering his head and cutting off his cry. "Well", he thought, "...at least I had some fun and an adventure before I..."

Before he could finish that thought, the entire cavern closed in around him with near crushing force, pressing the air from his lungs and making spots dance before his eyes. Everything shuddered and twitched then just as suddenly, the walls retreated, leaving him lying on the floor in a pool of the thick fluid and his own sweat and seed. He panted and lay staring, then rolled over onto his back; after such a combination of occurrences, he could barely think well enough to do much else. After a time, he sat up, moving slowly so as to not set anything off. When nothing happened, he got slowly to his feet then took a few steps. Nothing happened.

Blinking, Tal began to get certain ideas in his mind... He began to guess the true nature of the cave, and smacked himself in the forehead for not guessing it sooner. The cave reacted to the thoughts of the one walking through it; when his mind had turned to dirty thoughts of sex (which must have happened subconsciously since he didn't remember thinking in that direction), it had reacted to try to satisfy his urges! Now that his mind was clear, he could continue on; as long as all he thought of was getting to the end, he would be able to... the cave would help him.

And yet, it was much harder for him to do that than he had hoped it would be... in many ways. His body refused to relax, and he sported a solid, throbbing stiffness as he walked, unable it seemed to relax in any way. And his thoughts kept returning to the feel of the walls around him, and how much he had enjoyed it; he had to fight himself to not return to dragging his claws along the soft surfaces again, or to leaning into them and stroking himself against them slowly in pleasure.

After walking for what seemed like 4 more hours at least without reaching the end, he found himself looking at his first dead end... The tunnel came to a huge blockage, where the walls all sloped down together to a small, tight hole the size of his forearm. This area was... denser or harder that the other areas, feeling like it was many times more solid than the passage had been so far. He stood in front of the wall, looking at it in the dim reddish light that was all that remained to him, still coming from the walls all around.

After checking the walls around the blockage, he moved to the closure itself, and lightly touched it. Nothing happened, so he began to explore with his hands, hoping to either trigger something to happen or find some way to squeeze past it to the other side. For some reason, he had a feeling that what he was seeking was just past this wall... He rubbed every surface he could reach with no results, and was about to give up when he paused, blinking at his own stupidity. "Dummy! Where else do you hide a secret lever but inside of a deep hole!" He reached down sliding his arm into the opening, probing around carefully.

Immediately, the hole closed on his arm, trapping him in place! "IDIOT!! And where else do you hide the traps but in the same damn hole...!" He squirmed and struggled to pull himself free, but with no luck. He finally settled to the floor, convinced that this time he had well and truly killed himself and looking for the bones of the last fool to do the same thing he had, when the hole just... let go. It loosened its grip, and returned slowly to its previous size, letting him go to sit back heavily on his rump in the stream, which was now shin deep. It seemed to originate from the walls up to this point, because no more fluids flowed through the hole he was trying to get past.

Carefully, he stood, looking at the wall. As he stood, arms crossed thoughtfully on his chest, he noticed his shaft sticking out in front of him, as if trying to tell him which way he needed to be going. "Yeah, yeah! I know it's this way, but how do I...?" He paused, looking from the thick, red length then to the narrow, tight hole... and suddenly remembered it clenching down tightly around his arm. He winced at the very concept of what he had been thinking of doing and tried to think of something else... anything else! But the thought persisted. After a time, his horniness and the fact that unless he got past this point he would be trapped forever got to him, and he shrugged. "You only live once... how long depends on what you do while you're alive, right? Let's see if I can live through this..." Moving to the hole, he lightly began to stroke himself into it, working his hips back and forth. Though not too impressively endowed, at 7 ½ inches he was able to rub along a decent amount of the inside of the opening.

The hole suddenly clamped down, closing around his shaft with frightening speed! He started to jump away... but it closed only so far then stopped, unable to clench tight enough to grip him. Grinning, he speeded up his pace, enjoying the closer quarters of the now narrow hole, and quickly feeling that tight, hot pressure building. Just as he was sure he was going to really like opening this wall, it opened up a bit, then a bit more. Desperate to finish, he followed the blockage, rubbing up against it as it retreated into the wall completely, leaving him unsatisfied. Grumbling about teases and half chuckling to himself, he looked into the room beyond the block... and froze in disbelief at what he saw.

As he looked in the first thing he noticed was the marbled coloration of the walls had changed... they were now a soft pinkish-grey in color, and extended into a huge chamber. Thick, dark veins of some other substance traveled through the walls, branching off into smaller and smaller veins until they faded from sight. The entire center of the huge, mostly round, smoothly walled room was taken up by a pool of some deep fluid, thicker and more clinging than that of the outer room... He could tell because it sucked at his footpaws and at the large boulders that lay on the floor of the cavern. Steady, thick streams trickled endlessly from the roof of the room into the pool, pouring stickily over them and adding to the pool.

But it was none of these that had made him pause and stare though that would surely be enough in any other circumstance. What had caught his attention was the form half standing, half laying against the far wall of the room... The female that stood there was beyond anything he had even dreamed of in his entire life, and he could feel his jaw hanging open as he gazed at her. Talla'sin was as a newborn compared to the lush full blown form in front of him.

She was also the shade of the room, a soft grayish-pink, and her scales so fine that from the distance he beheld her she seemed to have none at all; only the light, glistening from each polished surface, gave away their presence. Her face was beautiful beyond words or description other than to say it was almost goddess-like in appearance; each soft curve and gentle angle was perfect. Her eyes were one of the most striking features, soft, glowing pink orbs that pulsed with light in time with the pulses of light in the chamber. Her body was full and ripe, with large, well rounded breasts and pert nipples, slightly teardrop shaped but more than full enough for the most proud female, and accentuating the rest of her form. Her middle and arms were moderately muscled, and she had a slight roundness to her belly as well; a gentle presence of extra soft weight around her middle and hips. Her hips themselves were both wide and muscled in a way that balanced the rest of her form, shaped perfectly and only accentuating the curve of her rump, which was a tight high roundness of muscle and soft flesh, lifting her tail a bit above the curve of it in a way that made Tal's fingers long to stroke over it.

Her thighs were thick and full, yet still shapely, and her shins were muscled and strong looking; her feet were surprisingly dainty looking in the face of the rest of her body, yet fit with it in way that seemed exact and flawless... SHE was flawless in the lizard's eyes, and he panted at the mere sight of such a lovely vision. His eyes wandered her body, and came to rest on the one other feature that she sported that was impossibly perfect... the smooth, fleshy oval at the joining of her thighs was as perfect as the rest of her, the slick fluid of the wall beading on the glistening outer lips in a way that had Tal licking his lips, wondering what she tasted like...

The female rose from the wall, and turned to look at him; her eyes scanned over him slowly, taking him in as she pushed from the wall of the room, starting toward him. Tals jaw dropped a bit more as she walked toward him; his feet felt as if they were attached to the floor as she took her first step, placing one delicately clawed foot in front of the other. From the first step she took, she exuded an air of pure sexuality that sent thrills up Tal's spine... Her hips rolled smoothly, swinging her rump in a slow arc from one side to the other, and her shoulder shifted forward, swinging her breasts to the opposite side in a slow, steady rhythm. The motion was hypnotic and Tal stood, watching as she waded into the pool, walking out the other side with a smile to stand in front of him.

In a musical, high toned voice, sultry and soft, she said, "So... another of my children has made back to me after all this time... I had thought the shivers passing through me were being caused by something..." She gently drew closer still, and the green lizards body went stiff, then melted as she touched him, letting her draw him up against her body, totally unmindful of his now powerfully throbbing shaft pressing against her soft, full thighs. "I'm so glad to have someone else to come and visit with me... it's been so long..." Tal could barely form words, but he tried his best. "Ha... Who are you? How... how are you in this place...? Why are you in here?"

She didn't even answer, but drew him into the pool of liquid in the middle of the room. The feel of it against his body was soothing and erotic at the same time, and seemed to be having an odd effect on him... his shaft throbbed furiously, then swelled larger, growing several inches longer and at least an inch wider, until it was almost twice its original length and width. He trembled as he stumbled through the middle of the pool, coming to rest on the other side. Once they were there, she turned to him again, standing near the wall and smiling. "Are you ready my son?" She drew him close again, and for the first time he noticed that with her height, his face was level with her beautiful, full bust. She drew him closer, resting his muzzle to her breasts, and lightly rubbing herself to him.

Almost without realizing what he was doing, Tal turned his muzzle up somewhat, gently nuzzling and licking in slow circles around the pert, stiff nipple of one breast, then gently taking it in his mouth. Slowly and deeply, he sucked at one of her breasts, pulling it lightly and working his teeth softly at the sweet nub. Almost immediately, his mouth was filled with sweet, hot milk, flooding into his mouth and flowing down his throat. The taste was exquisite, and he sucked hungrily, nuzzling into her chest with a moan deep in his chest. Slowly leaning back against the wall, she drew him in close to her, sliding down against it and lying against the floor.

Tall was in heaven, and his body felt both light with pleasure and heavy with need as he stroked his hands over the soft, slick scales of this wondrous beauty... His nostrils flared as he drew in her lovely scent, nuzzling into her soft, full breasts and gently licking over them, only to be drawn almost mindlessly back to suck and drink her sweet, warm milk. Slowly, he felt his belly fill, but couldn't pull himself away from her nipple... not until he had drunk every drop that she wanted to give to him. His stomach, normally smooth and lightly muscled, began to round out and swell with the amount that he was taking in, and he groaned at the sensation, feeling a warm tingling and a tense energy flowing into him from her. She gently tugged at him, smiling as she had to do it several times before she could slide her nipple from his mouth. He sucked at the air a couple of times before looking up at her with a needy, hungry expression. Smiling wider, she guided him to her other nipple, and he settled back in with a sigh of contentment and pleasure, curling up against her as he sucked again, her other nipple feeding him just as much as the first, until his belly was full and round, wobbling a bit from the hot flow of it into his mouth and stomach. She only stopped him once her milk began to slightly trickle from his lips, his belly too full to easily hold any more.

As she had cradled him in her arms, so she had eased him between her thighs, spreading them out to either side and lightly stroking her hips to one of his hips, rubbing her sweet, tender mound to his scales. Now she turned his smiling face to his, kissing him gently and said in her soft, high voice, "Are you almost ready my son...? ...ready to return home? I love you so much, and need you here with me; will you come with me, and stay with me?" Tal nodded slowly, murmuring to her softly, "Yes...yes, anything to be with you..." She gently turned him, leaning back even more, and drawing his oversized shaft up between her legs, stroking it to her soft mound, her netherlips stroking along the fiercely pulsing length. "Then come with me, my son..." In one long, smooth thrust, he slipped himself up into her, his swollen belly rubbing along hers with powerful shocks of pleasure as her silken folds wrapped his length, caressing it in a way the walls of the cavern has only hinted at; it was as if every nerve in shaft was sending powerful, constant signals of extreme pleasure directly into his brain.

He couldn't hold back... As soon as he hilted his length in her, he came, and came hard enough to draw a breathless scream of pleasure from his lips. His body convulsed as every muscle in it tensed and flexed, trying to help as he poured out thick, sticky streams of come into her depths. She seemed both amused and aroused in equal measure, holding him until he finished and stroking his face lightly. When he had at last stopped nearly two minutes had passed, and he was totally embarrassed; his face was a deep shade of reddish green, his blush showing even through his scales. "I... I'm sorry... I... I've never felt..." She placed a finger to his lips then gently slid her palms down his shoulders and back, comforting him. She moved them lower, until she was lightly cupping his rump tugging him up closer and arching her spine to press herself down on him. He drew in a deep breath, then caught on to what she wanted and got his knees under himself, determined to do better this time.

Even with the best of intentions though, she was too much for him. Though he thrust and stroked with all his energy, rolling his hips in time with her own and leaning in to lightly play his tongue against hers in the air between them, he was only able to hold on for about 5 minutes before he went stiff again, giving a last shuddering thrust then flooding her folds with another, even greater amount of seed. She reached down, gently cupping his balls and stroking them, her expression pleased and much more aroused than even before. "This one has great energy and determination... I haven't been this impressed in a long time... I shall test him a bit more..." Gently, she held on to him as he panted, trying to form words. She then again slid her hands over his slick form, positioning him kneeling with his legs spread wide, her own thighs over each of his as she lay back against the soft wall of the chamber, the slick fluids sliding down them to coat both their bodies. Arching her back and flexing her thighs, she began to work her sex over his hard length, taking him deeply into her tunnel and smiling as it was all he could do to hold still for her. She rocked and rode against the thick shaft, thrilling to the feel of him inside, stroking so deeply... She laid her head back as the sensations mounted; sending thrills not felt in a long time through her body.

As exhausted as he was, Tal still thrust himself to her as best he could, leaning forward over her and thrusting into her with all the energy he could muster, his balls slapping to her inner thighs as their bodies slid slickly together... It was almost ten minutes later when she ducked her head into her cleavage, nuzzling into it and squeezing her eyes shut, then trilled loudly as she came, drenching his hips and thighs in her juices. A second later, Tal cried out again, cumming a third time as he lay against her, shuddering as he felt as if his entire body was pouring itself into her, never to stop... Slowly, his mind was overwhelmed by the force of his pleasure, and he passed out, lying across her body. Drawing him close, she held him as even while his mind was far away, his body continued to pour its seed into her depths, warming her inside.

When Tal awoke, it was to the sight of soft grayish pink walls to either side of him... and directly in front of his muzzle, a soft, slightly open mound of flesh, plush, gleaming outer lips lightly framing pink, gently rippling inner lips. The female that he had found inside of the cavern looked down at him, one hand resting on his head. "It is done, my son. It's time for you to come home to me..." She gently tugged him closer, pressing his lips to her sex, and he nodded eagerly, licking and nuzzling into it slowly, relishing the taste and the heat of her against his lips. She opened to him, just enough to let him press in deeper, easing the front of his muzzle in and giving him a taste of the more intense flavorings within. He groaned into her then slid his hands up, gently kneading her inner thighs and mound, wanting more and getting it in a rush of juices pouring into his mouth. He swallowed eagerly, and without thinking moved in closer, sliding his muzzle in up to his eyes as she tugged him closer still.

She moaned softly, jaws parted slightly and one hand lightly caressing one large, round breast, fingering her stiff nipple as he worked deeper; her gentle guidance all he needed to slide his head into her sex completely. She stretched for him, but only enough to let him pass, keeping her inner walls tight and wet around him, letting them both feel every inch of the seemingly impossible act. Gently she rubbed his back between the shoulder blades, and he pushed in closer, her lips slowly expanding out to encompass first his neck, then easing over his shoulders, moving with soft, wet slurping sounds to draw him in further. Pressing lightly, Tal moved first one arm, then the other into her, amazed and wildly aroused as she opened for him... She was much warmer inside than he had though she would be and wetter as well. He lashed his tongue everywhere along her inner walls, sucking down her juice as fast as he could and still unable to keep up with it.

As she slid him in past his shoulders to the middle of his back, she trembled, his hands sliding over her g spot... He paused as well then seemed to become energized, pressing himself into her even more eagerly. She let her tongue loll out of her mouth; eyes closed as he squirmed in to his belly then resisted her urging for him to go deeper. She started to wonder why when a powerful wave of pleasure flowed over her as he began licking at her g spot directly, nuzzling the place deep within firmly and grinning to himself. Tal smiled within her as she thrashed and squirmed, faintly able to hear her moans even this deep inside. Her tunnel was beginning to resemble the tunnel outside when it had been clenching in around him, which had given him the idea to find this spot; it reminded him of that spot, and if a cave could enjoy such treatment... The rest of his thoughts faded as she suddenly came, his entire world rippling and flexing as she flooded the space around him with sweet nectar... He opened his muzzle, swallowing as much as he could then returned to rubbing against her spot, using his tail to flick at the nub of her clit at the same time, until she finally came down, settling with a pulsing rhythm coming from above him that he guessed to be her struggling for breath.

The female stared at her belly in pleased surprise; it had been slowly filling out the deeper he had slid into her, and was now a soft, well rounded rise, his body outlined plainly against her skin, but also taking on a smooth, domelike shape. "A...Amazing!" she thought. "Even at this point, he was able to do such a thing...!" Her smile was a deeply satisfied and pleased thing and she churred softly to herself. "I'll have to reward this one for his efforts..." She lightly patted his rump, and he slid himself in further, working his hips forward and sending a trembling pleasure through both of them... She laid back, shuddering still with the aftershocks of the orgasm just finished, and continued working him in deeper.

Tal found himself soon facing the same blockage as before; her cervix stood before him, tensed and closed. His mind was fogged, and all he could think of was to get into this female as far as he could, but he still remembered his trip into the cavern. Gently, he eased his tongue over the surface of it, seeking the small opening that would be near the very center, and slipped his tongue in... A soft trill from outside reached him, and her cervix tensed around his tongue then slowly opened out, letting him into her innermost chamber. Eagerly, he worked his arms into it, then his head... Slowly he pulled himself up into her womb, pressing his shoulders and chest into the closely gripping chamber and sliding to the 'back' of it, tugging his legs in further.

From the outside, Tal's thighs, then his shins vanished up into the female, and then his footpaws... She stroked them as they vanished up into her, feeling him pulling himself more and more into her womb and trembling as her sex grew wetter and wetter. This was the feeling she longed to feel so much and so rarely felt... a full, warm womb with her child held safely within... As Tal drew his knees up to his chest, wriggling his toes past her cervix and into her womb, she came hard, trembling and breathing heavily through her nostrils as she gushed her hot nectar over her inner thighs and crotch, the flow of it sliding across the floor to join with the pool at the center of the cavern. Tal nuzzled to his knees, feeling an odd sense of accomplishment and safety surrounding him... He had finally returned to his mother... He began to grow sleepy, and absently thought of the fact that there couldn't have been much air in her body for him to breathe, and that he must not have been breathing all this time. With this odd seeming thought in his mind, he slowly lost consciousness...

The female, alone once again and yet not, rolled to her side, then drifted off into pleasantly exhausted slumber, cradling her belly in her arms and wrapping herself around it, feeling her body reach out to the one inside. As she slept, she dreamed dreams of his life outside of her, and learned all that she needed to know about him; his wants and needs, dreams and ambitions. She also traded some of her own knowledge with him, adding from her vast store of memories to his own as their bodies grew closer together. Days passed, and she sat quietly as she always had, enjoying the feel of having company... even if it was only on the inside. Her belly rounded out more, swelling larger, with no detail of the lizard that had come in search of her, the mother of dragons, showing on the outside as she held him close, rocking and humming a lullaby. After nearly a month of holding him that way, she stood with some effort, holding her huge belly and walking slowly down to the edge of the pool in the center, then turning her rump towards it. Crouching down, she spread her thighs and curled her tail high, gritting her teeth a bit as a soft contraction took hold of her body, rippling her powerful belly muscles.

Shuddering, she pushed again and again, each push sending shudders through her frame. Finally, a trickle of fluid flowed from her, running down her thighs to join with the pool then gushing from her in a strong flow. Her lower lips parted to show the surface of a huge egg, the smooth, marble speckled surface sliding with exquisite slowness from her spreading mound towards the pool; she clenched and shuddered, pushing again. Gasping, she pushed again, the feel of her nethers being stretched so wide not painful at all, but intensely erotic and pleasurable. She moved her feet wider apart, and dropped to her knees slowly, leaning forward and gently fingering both nipples, cheek pressed to the soft, slick floor of the cavern as she pushed the massive roundness out... Suddenly she let out a shriek and came, the force of her orgasm pushing the egg out to slide into the warm fluids below, joining the other 'boulders' that lay in it already, each waiting it's time to hatch. Eventually, all her children would come back to her; in the meantime she would take them in and let them come home... one at a time.

Laying on the edge of the pool, she looked at the newest of her brood, noting that the egg was a lighter color of grey than the others. It seemed her gifts to him had been passed as she wanted. Smiling, she laid her head on her arms, and closed her eyes. Outside they would be looking for Tal, but no one would ever find him. Eventually, another dragon would emerge from the cave, and soar up into the mountains... her mountains. Perhaps they would see him when it was his turn to spread his wings to the sky, and recognize him. Wondering and hoping, she slowly drifted off to sleep.

((I hope that everyone has enjoyed my story. If I get good enough reviews, I will most likely do many more stories of this type, dealing in more detail with the Breathing Mountains and the occurances around it... maybe a bit of it's history. Let me know what you think! ^..^))