Friends With Benefits
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Description: This is a story which deals with a difficult moment in a male dragon's life: having his seed extracted for medical purposes. Now, which male can refuse having his spear polished? Acyd of course, a young drake who, in order to prepare for the big day, tries to shoot his first load inside a condom.
When he can't figure the latex piece out, his best friend, a female dragoness, decides to help speed up the process, which leads to an unexpected ending!
Friends with Benefits
Acyd flopped onto a pile of hay. He tucked his pale green wings to his flanks, rolled onto his belly, and stared at the iron chest of drawers located in the far back of his wooden home. The mere sight of it produced a lump in his throat, one that refused to go away.
Just like John, his human friend, refused to relocate that metal monstrosity someplace else. Everything about it disturbed Acyd. For one, it didn't match the shades of red paint decorating his home at all, not to mention that distinct reek iron carried, quite jarring to the sensitive nostrils to a dragon.
However, its contents were the reason Acyd found himself staring at it. John said there would be condoms, various contraptions tailored to suit a dragon, even scent bottles emulating a female's heat, all meant to help him unload his seed so that the tests next week wouldn't be skewed.
Why did they even matter? He went through several of these tests already, mostly blood related. Why couldn't they test his blood? Why did it have to be seed?
Acyd got up, pacing around the barn turned home, chancing the chest of drawers a few looks, trying to rouse his faltering courage. His ivory claws clacked on the floor, and his wings rustled from the way he fluttered them due to nerves.
He had to do it. If he didn't, he would either cum too fast down at the lab, or not cum at all. By the eternal flames, Acyd wasn't even sure he would get hard in the presence of all those foreign humans!
They're going to have to smear a cloth with female arousal and glue it to my muzzle if they want their damned results, he thought, snorting wisps of grey smoke.
Better yet. He could fly away. Leave John's farm, forget about the damned tests, live off in the natural reserve a few hours of flight away, maybe meet some of the wild dragons that nested there.
The shudders that followed this foolish thought shook some sense into him. Acyd had lived on the farm for all of his rather short lifespan. John had helped him adjust to a life among humans, and Enyra, the only other dragon he knew, treated him to some fine licks while the dragons in the natural reserve showed him nothing but snarls and tails raised high, ready to smack his head off his neck.
No, he had to remain here, and for that to happen, he had to prepare himself for the tests taking place next week.
Acyd licked his muzzle, took in a deep, reassuring breath, and trotted towards the chest of drawers. He stopped in front of it, one claw rested atop the handle, his heart pounding within his chest.
"It's just a piece of latex," a familiar, feminine voice said.
"Raargh!" Acyd stumbled back, his paws tangling into one another. His wings beat a moment too late, unable to keep him from falling right on top of his haunches.
Enyra's laughter was more jarring than he remembered, and definitely more annoying. "You had the whole morning to yourself. Then, I spent the afternoon with John, helping him plough the fields. Don't tell me I had to push and pull a bloody human contraption around just so you can sleep all day in your cozy home."
"That is exactly what I did," Acyd said, a rebellious touch marring his tone. "Don't blame me when it was you who offered to help him out."
"I thought I was helping you out as well, by keeping him off your back."
"I don't need him off my back. All I need is..." he paused to inspect Enyra. Dirt caked her pale orange paws, her white talons brown from the field work. Her belly and wing membranes, also a pale orange, only bore a few stains here and there, while her haunches fared worse, from all that sitting in the dirt, trying to figure out how human machines worked for his sake.
"Yeees?" She drawled, taking a few steps closer to Acyd, her smooth, leathery ears perked. "What is it you need for this very simple job of pleasuring yourself?"
"For you to leave, to begin with."
Acyd remained on his haunches, his tail splayed on the ground, his blue eyes narrowed with pent-up frustration.
"Very well. John promised to give me a bath. A real bath," she emphasized, "not the tongue play my parents are so fond of."
"Aren't you too old to still share a nest with them?"
"Not until my first heat," Enyra said, rubbing her muzzle against a wing to scratch it with the fine scales lining her muzzle. "And certainly not until I have a mate. Building a nest on my own is a dull affair."
Acyd tilted a wing forward. "Well, go have your bath."
"Well, start rubbing or licking your member. Whatever gets you to fill that condom, for which I'll come back myself."
Icy talons seized Acyd's heart. For a moment, he blinked back his disbelief, his eyes wide. "I...I thought John's..."
Enyra turned around in that elegant fashion of hers, tail swaying with veiled excitement. "I insisted. I'm the dragon, not John. Better remember that."
He did. Far too well. Unlike him, Enyra lived in the natural reserve with her dragon family, checking up on him ever so often for reasons that Acyd couldn't fathom. Why him, of all the males she could spend time with instead? At least the others knew more about mating, and certainly spilled their seed by now.
Not Acyd. He must have been the only dragon who had scratched himself down there when he tried grabbing himself, bad enough to lie to John for a week straight. After that incident, Acyd refused to put either paw or tongue near his sheath again. If Enyra wanted to see his cum so bad, then all she had to do was raise her tail for him and allow him deep inside her...
Acyd shook his head to clear it, yet the harm has already been done. His light green pouch turned taut, the spheres nestled within shuddering a little as his bioluminescent blue tip poked out of its confines, growing bigger and harder with every thundering heartbeat.
Rather than grab a condom and slip it all the way down to his knot, Acyd carefully lowered himself upon a mound of hay, lying on his side, with a hind paw pointing towards the roof of the barn to keep his haunch out of the way of his erection.
Deep breaths. Focus on everything but Enyra's gender, or that scent of pine and wildflowers her hide carried. By closing his eyes and thinking on how terrible today turned out to be, Acyd managed to kill his erection, his hind leg crashing down soon after.
To pass the time, Acyd found himself staring at his blue paws. They matched the color of his eyes, a light shade with a bioluminescent touch to it that brought out his white claws and arrow-shaped tail tip. His horns, also a pristine white, curled over the back of his skull, providing a convenient support to keep his head tilted towards his hindquarters.
Lighter colored green plates protected his chest and belly all the way to the base of his tail, where they dispersed into fine scales. The rest of his hide bore a deeper shade, that of emerald green, with broader, harder scales lining his back and softer, smaller ones spreading over his neck and flanks. He always found it curious that the blue scales only climbed halfway up to his limbs, where they ended with sharp, flame-like formations, more attractive than a dragon like him probably deserved.
Down there, between his haunches, stood his gender, his light green pouch equally sensitive to his wing membranes, and bulging with the ripe fruits nestled within. John had once compared their size to grapefruits, a thought which brought a smile to Acyd. Grapefruits had a rough, uneven texture, whereas his fruits looked smoother than his wing membranes.
His interest in the intricacies of his body faltering, Acyd spent the next hour staring at the chest of drawers, clawing at the floor to pass the time, stretching and fluttering his wings, swishing his tail.
"That's...disappointing."
This time, Acyd remained on top of one of his many hay beds, curled into a ball. "Tell me something I don't already know."
Then, it hit him. As he drew in a breath, a myriad of scents crept into his nostrils. Mostly scented oils, meant for human ladies, but also a sharper fragrance, earthy yet potent. That one made his blood boil within his veins; it urged his shaft to tighten and wriggle its way out of his sheath of its own accord.
Acyd had smelled it on a few occasions to realize what it was. Female arousal.
"Well, John had me dunk inside the pool he crafted for you, filled to the brim with hot water. As part of our bargain, he scrubbed my scales clean, and even took his time with my paws and tail, mrrrr," her trill of satisfaction came. "Too bad he's a human. I would have claimed him as a mate a long time ago."
"John's a good lad. He always keeps his word." Acyd said, bringing a wing over his head, then pressing a paw over his muzzle to muffle some of Enyra's too tempting scent.
"Yes he does. I never expected a human's hands to feel so...delightful. They have this thing called a thumb that is more flexible than all of our three toes."
The pitter patter of Enyra's claws heralded her approach. Acyd made sure to keep his back to her, his tail tucked between his limbs, a few inches above his erection to keep it from touching its sensitive surface. Then, in the blink of an eye, he let go of his muzzle and tilted his head to look at her upside down.
"Sounds like you had a good time."
"I did. I only wish you saw things in the same light with these so called tests. It only took John's touch upon my scales to stir me, while their hands are going to be all over your cock."
Enyra could be quite crude at times, and also nonchalant in quite the unnerving way. As Acyd adjusted to a side position with great care to keep his malehood out of her line of sight, Enyra settled on the ground in front of him, purposefully keeping her haunches relaxed and her tail spread along the floor. That gave Acyd a too good view of her gender, a narrow strip of pink that split her light orange scales. While aroused, her lips puffed up a bit, made obvious by the glistening film coating them and trickling on the ground, droplet by slim droplet.
"Mrrrarrr, it's a good thing you don't resemble John in some regards," Enyra said, lifting a wing to lick along the smooth membrane, a mere excuse to lift her haunch ever higher and force her crevice to stretch even more, giving Acyd a good view of those drenched, pink insides. "The human tensed up as soon as his hands touched my sex. When I bucked my hips to force his fingers inside, he downright panicked."
The dragoness released a soft chortle, one golden eye fixating on Acyd. "Humans are bloody ridiculous when it comes to privacy, don't you agree?"
Acyd didn't answer. His member began to throb, the knot swollen to full girth from the copious amounts of pheromones his flared nostrils sucked in.
Enyra's snout bumping against his neck drew Acyd to awareness, making him tense up, squeak, and kick all of his limbs in panic.
"ACK!" he cried out, buffeting Enyra away with a wing. "You are being ridiculous right now. What's the matter with you?"
"Why so tense?" Enyra whispered, her tongue trailing along Acyd's neck, its warmth making his scales tingle. "It's not the first time you stare at my gender like some green scaled pervert."
"I wasn't staring!" Acyd shot back. "I was--I was looking at your scales, at how they glisten after a dip in soapy water."
Enyra shifted onto her feet, stretching her wings to flaunt her slim, elegant body, the pale white of the light bulbs dancing upon her scales like twirling snakes.
Acyd brought his hindquarters around, one wing settled over them to conceal his throbbing erection while he took in Enyra's beautiful body. She had a wild beauty, her spiraling horns adding to her allure, same for her lithe constitution. Her paws were slim yet strong, equipped with nicely curved talons, as dark as her hide. Along her sides, the blacks faded into lighter hues of orange, the broader scales turning into the small, pebbly ones lining her belly, softer, yet equally durable.
Just like her parents, Enyra inherited the little horn on top of her snout, rising between her nostrils, dark colored. Webbed spines ran all over her back, down to her tail tip, the membrane linking them light orange at the base and darkening towards the top.
He had been infatuated with her for longer than Acyd kept track, and her gaze always puzzled him. Always warm, always playful when around a dragon who didn't even know how to masturbate properly.
"Now you're staring," Enyra pointed out, turning around to flaunt her arrow-shaped tail tip. "Very well. You are allowed to stare. Just this one time."
Acyd paid little attention to her tail. His eyes drifted towards the prize nestled between her haunches, to that soaked crevice that elicited a soft, involuntary moan from him when his knot slipped out of his sheath with a forceful throb.
"Good. You're ready."
Ready? Ready for what? To...mate?
An electrifying jolt rushed through Acyd's scales. He curled around himself tighter, shaking his head with swift, vehement swings. "I--I don't think I'm ready for...for..."
Gods. His tongue fell limp within his mouth, his lips shuddered due to nerves, and all of his toes curled inwards, claws biting into the layers of blue scales covering his feet. He had been day dreaming about this moment, and now that it was upon it, Acyd greeted it like a stiff, green imbecile.
"Oh you are. You're a male like any other, unable to resist the sight and scent of a female. Roll on your back."
Why would he roll on his back when the male usually...
The grinding sound of the drawer washed away the fog of lust that had settled over Acyd's mind. Enyra's snout dipped into a drawer. When she next lifted her head, an almost translucent condom dangled from her teeth, the recipient bobbing from her alert footsteps.
Enyra spat it beside Acyd's haunch, then licked her lips in quite the salacious fashion. "Since I have helped you get ready, I deserve to watch. I haven't seen a male releasing his load into a condom before."
"You haven't seen a male cum, is what you mean," Acyd said, blowing a puff of white smoke. "Don't act all high and mighty just because you got a strap of latex out of a drawer. I'm still not going to wear that blasted thing."
"You will. Be thankful I chose to be here instead of John. His hands might have suited your cock better, but letting a human caress you in that intimate sort of way..." she paused to roll on her side and grab her hind paws within her fores, tilting her head towards Acyd. "That's downright embarrassing to a dragon."
Acyd presented her with a faint snarl, unable to keep his frustration in check. "Says the one who pushed her nethers into his fingers."
"Why, yes. It's only embarrassing when the human initiates the act, like in your case. He even supplied you with a plethora of condoms. I would have rubbed you with my bare paws. An orgasm is still an orgasm, whether it happens within a condom or not."
Acyd had enough of John's demands, of Enyra's smug attitude. Everybody pretended to know better than him, which they probably did, but that didn't keep the green dragon's irritation from rising to a point where his erection no longer mattered.
He got up, his eyes narrow, his nostrils flared, wing pointing towards the exit of the barn.
"Thank you for the pep talk. We're done here."
He made sure to keep his back straight, his wings tucked, his head high, his tail tilted towards the side, to show its irritated flicking to Enyra.
Of course she didn't take him seriously. Her laughter filled the barn, musical yet infuriating at the same time. When it finally ended, she approached him, rubbing her neck along his in a most casual gesture.
"Oh, Acyd. We need to work on your poise, but first, let's get you to cum and forget about this dreadful episode of your life."
Somehow, the calm tone of her voice, coupled with the dramatic choice of words, soothed Acyd enough to admit his problem to his friend. "Would if I could. I have...never touched myself down there."
He immediately rolled his head out of the way to avoid Enyra's look of disbelief, but instead, the dragoness licked at his neck, again and again, her soft trill bursting to life.
"I wouldn't be here if you had the proper experience." She bumped her nose against his, then gave him a brief kiss. "Now lie down. Let the dragoness show the male how it's done."
Acyd should have retorted. By all rights, he should be fuming right now, rampaging around the barn, snarling and roaring.
Instead, he dipped his head in agreement, wobbling and spinning, searching for the proper way to drop onto his back without hurting his erection.
Enyra rammed her head against his side, sending Acyd straight onto his side, kicking his four limbs and shrieking from the dull pain welling within his limbs. The dragoness pinned his paws underneath hers, squeezing him hard enough for Acyd to quit struggling. Her snout inched closer to his, eyes smoldering with disturbing intensity.
"There you go. Finally on your back. Now lie still, unless you want one of my claws to scratch that smooth, blue meat of yours, mrrr... would be a shame for such accident to happen during your first time."
Acyd chose not to speak, even though his belly churned with apprehension and his head spun under the weight of his thoughts. This was so freaking ridiculous. And Enyra--she wasn't herself! She had been playful in the past, but never so focused, so intense. It both scared and excited Acyd, to surrender to the whims of a dragoness guided by her own arousal.
He made a mental note not to mention that to her. Enyra would deny it; claim that curiosity got the better of her, when her scales must have tingled something fierce, especially down there.
"Spread your legs," she said, her voice fading into a whisper as her hind paw connected with one of his haunches, pushing it to the side. "I've already seen it. No point in covering it."
Acyd rolled his head to the right, away from her tongue. "Just do what you have to do. No point in drawing this out."
"Hrr, impatient, are we? Very well."
She released Acyd's limbs and stepped to the side, grabbing the condom between two talons, inspecting it from various angles.
"Let me guess. You have not the slightest clue how to put it on," Acyd said when the silence got too bothersome.
"Hasn't all that gawking at my sex taught you that I lack one of those?"
Acyd's heart skipped a beat when her eyes absorbed his erection. It rose like a flag pole, tapering towards the tip, then gradually thickening near the base, where his plump knot swelled to impressive size, making it nigh impossible for his member to slip back into its shaft.
"Just...just do something. I don't like being like this."
"Defenseless? Exposed? Or maybe...aroused?" Enyra drawled, her tongue rolling over her muzzle as she shifted the condom from one paw to another, lying on her haunches next to Acyd's side. "I'm aroused too, dear Acyd, but I'm not making a big deal out of it."
Precisely why the green dragon's threatened to explode from the torrent of emotions churning within. Masturbating with the intent to cum inside a condom was weird enough. Having Enyra, a horny dragoness, do it for him, was another matter entirely!
"Hold on. I'm going to drag this all the way down. Try not to twitch."
"Aurgh! Eck! Rawk!" The sounds burst past Acyd's lips out of their own accord, his limbs jolting, his tail curling tight around Enyra's as the dragoness clad his entire length with that translucent latex. The rough scales of her paws grinded against his shaft, making Acyd whimper and bat his wings against the ground, if only to keep from kicking Enyra straight through the roof.
"There. First step's done." Enyra drew back to inspect her work, a mischievous grin spread over her snout. "How do males masturbate? With their paws, or with their tongue, like us females prefer?"
How on earth was Acyd supposed to know? The few seconds it took Enyra to strap the condom onto his cock had been anything but pleasurable. His heart pounded harder than it did in his whole life, and he had been too worried about her claws to even notice the sparks of pleasure brought by her paw's caress.
"Let's try a paw first."
Acyd's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. "No no, you're going to rawrrrghhh!"
The green dragon dragged his claws against the floor, his frame shuddering with the effort to keep from rolling to the side.
"It feels good, yes? I know how to touch a male, so don't look that horrified," Enyra cooed, clenching her toes around his cock, then dragging her paw along his shaft, her claws inches from the too thin material that covered his bioluminescent penis.
"I don't--grarr--I don't like it," Acyd said, straining to find the proper words through the jolts and throbs of his cock, each more pleasurable than the last.
Surprisingly, Enyra removed her paw, licking the condom's lubricant off her fine, orange scales. "Tongue it is then."
Before Acyd had any chance to object, her snout snaked forward, pink tongue coiling around Acyd like a warm, slippery eel. Enyra's eyes sparkled with pent-up satisfaction, purring sounds vibrating within her throat.
Acyd released weak, shuddering moans, the lapping of that agile tongue upon his erection ushering electrifying jolts of pleasure that pooled within the base of his cock, then dispersed through the rest of his body. His wings splayed on the ground, haunches parting invitingly for her maw, Acyd's own tongue lolling out of his mouth as his breaths became ragged, sporadic.
"You're throbbing," Enyra said between licks. "You must be close."
He was. Only a couple more licks, and he would--
Acyd shrieked instead, shoving Enyra away with his hind paws just as her jaws parted, ready to take him into her maw.
Her hiss brought chills down Acyd's spine, as did her narrow eyes. "You fool! I would have made you cum harder than you ever did before!"
"No! Not like this! Not in that forest of sharp fangs!"
Enyra snorted a tongue of ruddy flames, stomping a forepaw. "No paws, no mouth. How am I supposed to get you to cum, then?"
"I don't know!" Acyd half said, half roared, exasperated. "Let's just quit this nonsense."
"I never leave things unresolved, just like I'm not going to let that erection go to waste."
With a leap enhanced by her powerful wings, Enyra landed atop Acyd, rubbing the tip of her snout against his, her purr deepening. "There is a third way. The most natural of ways."
Enyra's tail seized Acyd's, squeezing it in a tight but comfortable embrace. Her haunches slipped past Acyd's, her bulk forcing them further to the side while she lowered her hindquarters upon him, ever so slowly, until Acyd's tapered tip brushed against her dripping folds.
The dragons growled in unison, Acyd's rougher voice molding with Enyra's softer one. The heat of her delicate passage overwhelmed his senses, her tightness forced him to squeeze his eyes shut from the pressure exerted upon his tight meat, and her arousal helped his girth pry those shuddering walls apart.
Being inside Enyra took Acyd's breath away. The male's limbs and tail fell limp, a snarl tugging at his lips, becoming more prominent with every throb of his cock. He never imagined that a female would be so hot, so tight and wet down there.
Or that the pressure welling within the base of his penis would feel so taxing.
Unwilling to let go just yet, Acyd shoved his hips upwards, slamming his knot against Enyra's vent with an audible squelch, rising her growl a pitch higher.
"Mrrarr, this feels...it's overpowering. My scales feel aflame, and my haunches suddenly turned weak."
Acyd cracked his eyes open, noticing Enyra's scrunched muzzle and twitching ears. For a moment, she didn't seem such a daunting dragoness. In spite of her haughty claims, Enyra was a virgin herself, yet untouched by a male.
The green dragon's tongue darted out, caressing Enyra's chin, a reassuring warble igniting within his throat. "We're...mating, aren't we?"
"Hrrah!" Enyra hissed, bumping her nose against Acyd's. "It isn't mating. Just..helping you...cum inside that condom."
She was helping herself as well, judging by the sound of the soft squelches filling the barn. Enyra did all of the work for him, keeping her forepaws straight and steady, her nostrils flaring every time her hindquarters descended upon Acyd, forcing his girth to bury all the way into her stretched canal. His knot, swollen to the size of grapefruits, seemed far too big to fit in, each shove of Enyra's cunt against it producing soft, panicked squeaks from Acyd.
It was too big. If Enyra pushed too hard against his knot, if it somehow got inside her, he would hurt her. He would...
Enyra increased the pace of the mating. Her back arched, wings stretching to the far sides, fluttering for balance. Her lower regions were completely soaked with the abundant juices leaking past her swollen folds, streaming over Acyd's balls.
While Enyra gave Acyd a few warm licks on the side of his neck, she rubbed the base of her tail over his ripe apples, making the pale green sack shudder from her lewd ministrations. That served to stoke Acyd's looming orgasm, bringing it closer and closer.
Acting on instinct, the green dragon grabbed Enyra's shoulders with his forepaws, clutching his lover tight. His haunches hugged Enyra's shivering ones, the toll of the mating all too obvious from the ripples dashing through her muscles.
Acyd tried focusing on the pleasurable feeling of her gentle tongue upon his scales. He licked Enyra in return, but his strokes were jerky, feeble, and, no matter how hard he tried to distract himself from the fiery pleasure flooding him, Acyd couldn't.
"Rrraaaaaaaaarrr!"
Enyra's earsplitting roar took him aback. It cut through his chest, so intense that it triggered Acyd's own orgasm. Unlike the fierce dragoness mounting him, Acyd's cries were feeble and sporadic, mere moans compared to her smoldering growl. Her insides lurched and squeezed Acyd's shaft, quickening the flow of seed rushing through his member, urging it to smash against the condom. The thing swelled to refuse in only three spurts, and Enyra's hips still bucked, the dragoness slamming her cunt against his knot while caught in the thrill of her climax.
Acyd's jaws wrapped around her neck, biting softly, trying to warn her against pushing too hard against his knot.
To no avail. After one forceful shove, her vent swallowed his knot, the tightness of her walls so blissful to his sensitive knot Acyd unleashed his remaining seed in one last, mighty spurt, more than the condom could take.
It exploded inside Enyra, all of his gooey essence flooding her cunt. Her eyes snapped open, lower jaw hanging, a look of utter surprise on her face. Acyd, on the other hand, kept his head to the side, a trickle of drool flowing past his tongue, his body twitching in unison with the delayed spurts milked by Enyra's clenching muscles.
Without the condom, everything felt infinitely more intense and, as a male who lodged himself knot deep within his female, Acyd could do naught but enjoy the surge of bliss washing through him, without a care in the world.
It all ended when Enyra collapsed upon him, her weight bearable, but not yet what Acyd would call comfortable. As breath left him, so did his afterglow. Realization replaced it, bitter and cold, seizing Acyd's heart with icy talons.
"I...you felt it too, didn't you?"
"Mmmm," Enyra hummed, rubbing her cheek against it.
"I...I'm so sorry. We should...should try to..."
He certainly tried wriggling out of Enyra's grasp, but the dragoness had none of it. Her paws restrained his movement. Her wings engulfed him, their warmth sapping his will to flee her embrace.
"I picked a frail condom, silly," Enyra said, her lick soothing, warm, and wet, so wet. "I wanted it to fail, so that you would release your first seed inside me. There are rumors about the thick consistency of a male's seed, amounts, and warmth, and so far, you haven't disappointed me one bit."
Acyd remained stiff, bewildered, frozen in panic. He didn't want Enyra to bear his clutch. He was a city dragon, and she...she deserved better than him!
As if reading his mind, the dragoness' toes wrapped around his snout, her eyes bearing into his, inches from him. "Don't speak. Don't ruin it. You have knotted your first female. Just live in the moment."
With that said, she relaxed atop his frame, snuggling under his chin. Acyd hugged her tighter, hissing softly whenever a short spasm ran through her cunt, forcing her walls to clamp down around him. He had been dreaming of this moment for so long, and now, when his seed began to trickle past his knot, Acyd felt more lost than ever.
Did Enyra choose to be his mate? Was he hers?
***THE END***
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