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Lilly felt strangely detached from her life as she made her way up the mountain trail, guessing it was only fitting for someone who was about to lose it. The summons had come, but her village had known what to expect the moment they saw a winged shape circling the skies above them. A dragon had settled into the caves riddling the mountain face and would not leave until it was sent a maiden sacrifice.

Supposedly it was decided by lot, although Lilly couldn’t help but think it was convenient that the least in-demand maiden was the one picked. She had a pretty face, but a young man from her village would be looking for a more formidable woman to take as a wife – one with rather generous curves, and preferably strong enough to carry a butchered hog on her back. Although Lilly was no slouch, she wasn’t really built for labor, and as many had remarked when they thought themselves out of earshot – birthing.

She had hair the color of fresh-cut straw, which was sadly only slightly easier to comb through than actual straw, and although she considered her perky bosom rather pretty, she had to lace her bodice up tight and high if she didn’t want to feel like a boy standing next to other women her age. A traveling minstrel who’d spent a night in the village’s only inn had told her that women with her looks were considered quite attractive in the far-off cities, and that working as a ‘courtesan’ she could make a small fortune just by lying in bed. After brief consideration, Lilly had decided there had to be some sort of catch there…

Her parting with the rest of the villagers had been more awkward than sad, for some reason, but Lilly suspected that in a family as big as hers, one difficult to marry daughter wouldn’t be long missed. A snort behind her brought her attention to her companion on this final voyage.

Since she was deemed a bit of a… lean offering, it was decided Randy would accompany her, and for the donkey, it was clearly a punishment. Most donkeys didn’t even get a name, but Randy had worked very, very hard to earn his – mounting anything that moved (or better yet stood conveniently still) regardless of sex, species or consent. And getting him to do any actual work was impossible. It was as if he’d heard that donkeys earned their keep by plowing and decided that could be interpreted in several different ways.

So there they were – a virgin and an inconvenient lothario, both traveling together towards, presumably, their doom. A fate that had announced itself when the cave mouth ahead of them was suddenly lit up by a roaring flame, a sinister-sounding, yet surprisingly melodic voice echoing from it.

“An intruder in my domain… or is it perhaps something to sate my… hunger?”

The question was followed by a long, elegant form covered in scarlet scales, the beast’s slitted eyes widening when they focused on the pair as the dragon seemed genuinely surprised.

“Oh, hello.” The wyrm said, its tone now a little higher and no longer menacing. If anything, the creature seemed slightly awkward. “Uhm, I don’t mean to be rude or anything, but could you hurry along? It’s just that I’m expecting someone and I think we’ll want to be alone…” the reptile finished, averting its gaze as its lips curled in a little smile. The fear Lilly had felt when she’d first seen the flames shifted into disbelief at being dismissed like this.

“Uhh, I’m the sacrifice?” Lilly said, realizing that after she had accepted her fate as the dragon’s meal, it was now beginning to look like she was just an inconvenience.

“But you’re… female?” the dragon asked tentatively, and it occurred to Lilly that they both were. True, the reptile had no breasts and Lilly had no idea what a dragon was supposed to have between its legs, but the creature standing before her seemed decidedly feminine. Apart from her almost girlish voice her muzzle was long and slender and her form sinuous and graceful rather than the powerful- barrel-chested body a dragon was supposed to have.

“Yes, I am. You ordered a maiden sacrifice.” Lilly replied, amazed by the irritation that had crept into her voice. Well, it wasn’t like she had anything to lose, and she was damned if she was going to let her womanhood be questioned in the last minutes of her life!

“But ‘maiden’ means a young man who’s… uhm… pure. Doesn’t it?” the dragoness asked, suddenly looking more than a bit uncertain. Lilly, meanwhile, was turning red enough to match her.

“No, maiden means specifically a ‘pure’ female!”

“But isn’t that a ‘virgin’?” the confused reptile asked.

“No, virgin is gender-neutral. Just means someone who hasn’t ever… well, someone who hasn’t.”

“Oh.” The dragoness said, looking embarrassed as she avoided Lilly’s gaze. “Well, what’s the word for a pure young man?”

“I don’t know, I don’t think anyone’s ever asked for one!” the young woman actually shouted, the dragon’s neck bending as she moved her head away from the little ball of fury.

“Oh. Well, your tongue is a second language for me. Uhh, I don’t suppose you could sort of… go back and…” the dragoness trialed off, making a little circular gesture with the tip of one claw.

“No, I couldn’t just ‘go back and’! I’m your sacrifice, I’m guaranteed 100% pure, so just eat me and get this over with!” Lilly roared at the dragon, the indignation of rejection overruling any common sense she had left.

“Eat you?” the dragoness asked, both surprise and distaste at the idea clear in her tone.

“Yes, eat me! Isn’t that why I’m here?” Lilly asked. She realized on some level she was shouting at the beast, but having accepted death she found she had no fear left, although there was plenty of outrage.

“But why would I do that?” the dragoness asked, sounding genuinely puzzled. “I mean there are flocks of sheep and herds of cows grazing the hills, and even at the edge of the woods I can occasionally spot a deer or a nice big boar and you’re kinda sk… slender.” She corrected herself.

“But then why ask for a sacrifice?” Lilly asked, genuinely stumped at this point. Her companion on what was supposed to be her last journey seemed more interested in seeing what the mountain had to offer in terms of edible vegetation.

“Because boys do…” the dragoness turned her muzzle to the side and mumbled, and Lilly was amazed that such a large creature could speak so softly.

“What was that?”

“Because boys do! Well, male dragons, I mean. And they don’t eat them either. They just…kinda…” she trailed off, suddenly quite interested in the ground. Or unable to look me in the eye! Lilly suspected the red dragoness was quite young by her species standards, and knew of one thing that was sure to make a girl this awkward.

“You mean…?” she asked, unable to actually mention anything herself, or at least not to be the first one to do so. The horned head nodded in response.

“They’re only really interested in females when we have eggs on the way. And even then you can’t trust them for long. My mother told me when I was a hatchling that when I grow up I’m going to have something very precious that all the boys are going to want to get their claws on and that I’ll need to be very careful who I let near it.”

“Ah, you mean your…”

“…hoard.” The dragoness said, ending the sentence in a different way than Lilly would have. Or, the human girl suspected, the way her mother would have. Well momma dragoness, you sure raised a bright one…

“So males ask for young human females to… mate with…” she said, her tone dropping and becoming almost conspiratorial when she actually uttered the word “…when there are no fertile dragonesses around.”

“With humans?” she said, trying, purely as a mental exercise, to imagine such a coupling.

“Yes well they say… Uh, I haven’t eavesdropped on them or anything, of course…”

“Of course…” Lilly agreed in feminine solidarity. She herself had heard a lot while absolutely not eavesdropping.

“But sound caries in the mountains and you can’t help overhearing… things. Apparently it makes them feel really big. You know…” the dragoness said, gesturing downwards with her muzzle. “And apparently human females grow to like, uhm, riding dragons.”

“And so you thought…” Lilly began, starting to guess where this was going.

“Well why should boys have all the fun? I mean, I only go into heat about once every two years, and then there’s a chance of not even finding a male I like and well… maybe I’m not ready for a clutch but I still wanna… So I figured I’d ask for a human myself. I’d even worked on my domineering allure a bit. You know, just to pass the time.”

“I guessed that…” And if the line you threw my way when you heard me was a good example, keep working. Still, she didn’t say that, although she wasn’t sure if she was doing it out of fear of being eaten or burned, or just to spare the dragoness’ feelings. A thought entered her mind, and she felt like it was one that needed to be let loose.

“Sooo, just out of curiosity, how big is a male dragon?”

The scarlet reptile looked down at the ground, and for a second Lilly thought she was too bashful to answer when the tip of her tail began to drag along the earth, gouging a straight line. One that was about the length of her forearm, hand included. The pair of females just stood silently staring at the line in the dirt together.

“I hate to break it to you, but a human male would be thrilled to have just half of…that…” she said, pointing at the little furrow in the dirt. “And you can be sure he wouldn’t be pure!”

“I should have known the world wasn’t that fair.” the dragoness sulked, lowing her head almost to the ground, her skull seeming to sink along with her hopes. “I mean, I’m not greedy. I would have been fine with about two-thirds of…” she trailed off, slitted eyes pointing to the line she’d drawn “But I’d really like him to be a maiden…”

“Virgin.” Lilly corrected. “And why is a ‘pure’ male so important to you?”

“Well I just think it would be… nice, you know. If I’m giving him mine, he should…” the reptilian female trailed off, and despite her scales staying the same shade of crimson, she looked like she was blushing as red as a beet. The awkward silence between the two maidens was broken by a gasp from the dragoness, the sinuous reptile craning her neck to look back.

“Oh, hello there. What’s this little fella’s name?” she asked.

“That’s Randy…” Lilly replied, although it was more of a life-philosophy than a name for the donkey. She couldn’t see what he was doing since the dragoness’ body was blocking the view, but he must of just brushed against her while scrounging around for something to eat. Lilly figured that even he wouldn’t…

“Oooooh! My word, he’s quite… affectionate, isn’t he?” the dragoness asked, her tone a little brighter as the girl in front of her stared in dumb silence. By the sound the dragoness had made she could well guess what Randy was doing back there, because Randy only ever did one thing when he was behind a female (or sometimes just behind someone). But the draconic virgin seemed to have no idea what was going on, or more to the point, what was about to.

“Uhm, maybe you should…” Lilly began but stopped dead when she saw Randy mount up, expertly tightening his forelegs around the dragoness’ slim waist, a familiar look of concentration on his face as he huffed against her scales. Randy, you magnificent bastard…

“Ompf! He’s a silly thing, isn’t he? What do you suppose he’s do…” the dragoness’ clueless question stopped as her pupils narrowed to needles and her eyes went wide. And judging by the audible ‘schlorp!’ that followed, something else had gone wide as well…

“AaaaaAAAaaahh!” the reptilian female cried out, her voice shaky and high-pitched as her claws dug into the dirt. Although Randy was never gentle the squeal she’d let out wasn’t exactly pained, but Lilly still figured this wasn’t how the dragoness wanted to lose her virginity.

She quickly ran around behind them and stopped dead when she saw the jack’s thick shaft buried inside a scaly slit that seemed to be struggling a little to stretch around it. To her knowledge this was the first time Randy had mounted and actually penetrated a sentient creature, although it was a small village and there had been rumors. Even as he shuffled closer and sent another half a foot of equine flesh sliding into the stunned reptile’s femininity Lilly grabbed his ropey tail and tried to pull him off. She knew from experience that it couldn’t be done, but she wanted to be seen as a member of ‘Team Dragon’ when it came time for someone to be roasted alive over this. Sorry Randy, but I’m not gonna burn just because you think with your…

“Aaahhh! D-don’t!” the command followed another cry, also high-pitched and shaky and despite coming from a draconic throat seemed quite familiar to Lilly. Well not personally, but it was a small village and a girl couldn’t help overhearing… things. “Uhm, I me- aAaah-n don’t b-bother! He might –unf!- might kick at you, or something…” the dragoness elaborated as best as she could, the jack’s amorous thrusts making it a bit difficult.

“A-are you sure?” Lilly asked, the dragoness’ tone, not to mention the sight in front of her, making her face blush almost hot enough to match her scales.

“Oh Gods yes!” the reptilian female cried out with her muzzle raised up, and Lilly wasn’t exactly sure it had been directed at her. Still, she did release her ineffectual grip on Randy’s tail, the stud not even noticing as he began to lovingly and vigorously hump the strange, but apparently willing female under him.

The girl felt color rising to her cheeks as she found herself in the role of an awkward voyeur. The dragoness’ concern for her safety was touching, but she began to doubt that was the reason she’d asked Lilly not to intervene. And try as she might, she couldn’t ignore the sight of the reptilian slit splayed lewdly around the thick equine appendage and the pink petals hidden behind the delicately scaled opening clinging to Randy’s wet length every time he pulled out.

Along with everyone in her village she’d seen the amorous donkey in action before, and while his partners tended to be quite vocal during the act this was the first time she was watching him rut something with the power of speech. Well, sort of. The dragoness didn’t seem able to form sentences, or even whole words, but the vocalizations coming from that long graceful throat communicated perfectly just what she was feeling.

And the sounds coming from the spot where their bodies met were even more telling. The reptilian female’s sex seemed quite snugly wrapped around the donkey’s impressive girth, but as the coupling got messier the lovers’ juices were getting nosily pumped out. There were also the sounds of the dragoness’ claws scraping on the rocky ledge as she did her best to remain upright under the jack’s onslaught.

When Randy shifted a little Lilly knew what was coming but failed to warn the large red female in time. Not that it would have done much good. She watched mutely as the jack danced a little on his hind legs at the same time his hips bucked again, sheathing the entire length of his impressive maleness into him customarily non-consenting partner. The girl couldn’t help but wince, remembering the length of the line the dragoness had drawn in the sand. It had been impressive, but she knew it fell short of what was even no buried in the squealing dragoness’ reptilian sex.

The donkey was now pulling less than half his black shaft out, the powerful muscles of his haunches bunching up every time he shoved the whole thing back into the moaning female with such force that it made Lilly wince. The sounds the dragoness was making were anything but pained, and as the serpentine femme’s cries echoed around her Lilly found her own body responding to the carnal scene.

As vigorous as a lover Randy was, he never really took his time with whatever he was mounting. A few short brays brought Lilly’s attention to the heavy dark sack swinging between the donkey’s legs, until the pouch pulled up and his ropey tail flagged. The donkey bucked his hips again, his thrust so hard that his hooves nearly left the ground, drawing an almost pained yelp from the dragoness before the thick base of his equine cock began to swell with every pulse he was pumping into the whimpering reptile.

The dragoness’ lips were wrapped tight around the thickest part of the rutting donkey’s anatomy and Lilly wasn’t surprised that not a single drop of white was leaking past the delicately scaled labia. A shaky gasp left the scarlet female’s muzzle in time to the twitching of the equine rod buried up her sex, followed by a long whine when the softening length began to slide out of her. Part of Lilly’s mind told her to look away and at least salvage some pretense of decency, but her eyes remained glued to Randy’s glistening length as it quickly slid out of the draconic femininity, the flared tip splaying the scaled female’s lips lewdly before it popped out.

“Wha… why did he…” the dragoness panted, out of breath but desperately trying to string a sentence together.

“He’s…uh… finished.” Lilly replied, her cheeks a match for the other female’s at the sight of the draconic slit gaping a little after its first breeding, the pebbly scales glistening under a steady stream of donkey spunk oozing from between her folds.

“No! He… he can’t! I mean I didn’t…” the dragoness almost cried out, close to panic at the idea that she’d been brought so close and then forgotten by her equine lover. The compassion she felt for the distraught dragoness was tempered somewhat by the sight of steam billowing from her nostrils. The desperate panting made her appear vulnerable, but it also seemed to have the same effect as blowing a bellows into a bed of hot coals.

Lilly wasn’t sure if it had been merely a desire to avoid a fiery death that had moved her closer to the reptilian female’s haunches. Randy remained unmoved by his most recent lover’s plight, his cock pulling back up into its plump sheath even as the owner continued to graze. Before she could rethink what she was doing, Lilly found herself standing next to the scarlet female, one palm resting against the warm scales of her rump as she took a closer look under the still raised tail.

She suspected she could help the dragoness, basing her assumption on two facts. One was that she’d grown up in a rural area, and as such knew that every once in a while you had to roll up your sleeves and get elbow-deep into something warm and squishy. And as an overlooked girl, she’d spent more lonely nights than she’d cared to admit working out how to make her fingers give her something she should have been getting from a boy.

“What are y- ooh!” the dragoness asked, but stopped mid-sentence when she felt a hand running along the mess the jack had made of her rear-end. She wasn’t sure what the human female was about to do, but she found herself desperate to find out.

That little sound had been encouraging, and with a deep breath Lilly formed her hand into a fist and pressed it gently but firmly against the messy reptilian slit. The dragoness cooed and pushed her haunches back just a little, but enough for her scaly lips to part around Lilly’s clenched fist. Lilly had been blushing at the sight but her face seemed to literally burn when she pushed against the reptile’s sex, feeling the well-rutted slit yield and swallow her hand right up to her wrist, the dragoness letting out the same wanton cry for her as she’d done for Randy.

Even though she’d just watched the scaly female get fucked silly by the horny donkey she still couldn’t believe how easily she was taking more and more of her arm. In the heat of passion, Lilly could just about handle three fingers pumping away between her lips, but the dragoness seemed to feel nothing but delight as she pushed deeper and deeper into her startlingly warm femininity.

No, that was the wrong word. It was hot. Her own sex was warm, but pushing into the wriggling reptilian rump was like sinking her arm into a steaming bath, although decidedly less clean after a horny donkey had just used it. The further she went the more of Randy’s load got pushed out and by the time she had her whole forearm in the draconic slit she could feel equine seed dripping from her elbow.

The dragoness was actually wriggling a little and trying to get her arm even deeper, but Lilly decided this would have to be enough for the girl. She kept one hand on a firm reptilian cheek to steady her as she pulled out slowly before firmly pushing her entire forearm back into the quivering female, cringing at the wet squelch her arm made as it pushed out another dollop of Randy’s spunk.

“AaaaaAAaaahh! L-like that… more!” the dragoness cried out, and Lilly decided to quit the foreplay and try to give the girl what she so desperately needed.

She found herself biting her lower lip as she began to pump her arm in and out of the tight reptilian sex, feeling the other female grip her every once in a while as her cum-slicked arm pistoned away at the scaly femininity. It was similar to what she used to do whenever she had a moment to herself back home, but also profoundly different. There was a strange thrill at having someone else moan and gasp as she pumped away between the clinging serpentine lips, and she’d been so engrossed in what she was doing that she almost jumped out of her skin when she felt something hard and scaly wedge between her legs and force them just a little bit further apart.

She spared a look back and almost lost her rhythm at the sight of the dragoness’ head disappearing under her dress, the long serpentine neck of the scarlet female putting Lilly’s rear well within her reach. She could feel the hot steamy huffs of the other female against her slit just before her tongue flicked across her dripping lips, causing her to jab her fist a little harder than she’d intended. She could feel the hot breath of the dragoness against her labia as she gasped at the sensation, returning the favor with another swipe of what Lilly was beginning to suspect was an extraordinarily broad tongue.

She wasn’t really sure what… this was and just what her feelings towards this peculiar female were. It seemed like those were the sort of feelings one worked out before pushing their arm half-way into the person in question, but propriety aside the girl knew she was desperate for the touch of someone other than herself down there. Not that her tongue could ever reach…

“Haahhhaaaahh!” she gasped, a long shaky breath pulled from her breast as the draconic appendage actually slipped in in the next stroke.

“Soee, shoo ah sthop?” the dragoness’ voice came from under her skirt, her breath hot against Lilly’s nethers as she kept the tip of her tongue just between the human girl’s folds.

“K-keep going…” Lilly replied, amazed by how steady her voice was considering she seemed to be fighting for breath.

She wasn’t sure if the scaly femme was really that eager to reciprocate, or if she really had developed a taste for human flesh, of a sort, but every time she licked Lilly’s slit the girl could feel her folds part first around the tip of her tongue, and then a little more as the dragoness got a few inches deep. It was, when Lilly though about it, quite considerate. The red reptile seemed to have some rather quaint, romantic notions about what a girl’s first time should be like. Although now that Lilly thought about it, she didn’t seem to harbor any resentment towards Randy for stealing her virginity, and the donkey had only broken her heart by finishing before she did.

Lilly knew that even with the tongue dipping no more than a few inches inside her, it was only a matter of time before she came all over the ruby-red muzzle even now brushing against her sex. She also knew that she didn’t have any romantic notions powerful enough to surpass her curiosity, namely her desire to find out just how deep that tongue could reach inside her. With that thought in mind, the next time the dragoness’ tongue slipped past her folds and into her quivering cunny, Lilly arched her back and thrust her rear out. There was a slight sting back there and a confused noise from the red female, but the dragoness seemed to pick up on the unsubtle hint. Lilly kept pumping her hand in and out of the reptilian slit, adding funny noises of her own to the ones coming from under her skirt.

The duet of moans, whimpers and the occasional squeak was cut through by a loud bray, and after taking her eyes off the scarlet-scaled sex lovingly twitching around her forearm Lilly could see quite clearly that Randy had decided he’d grazed enough and was looking to sate other appetites.

“Oh! Is… is he…?” came a voice from between her legs.

“Yes.” Lilly replied, not bothering to wait for the awkward dragoness to find the courage to finish the sentence. “Do you want me to… let him?”

“Yes please!” the dragoness chirped, continuing after she realized that she’d sounded a little too keen. “I mean… it would be heartless to just make him watch us….”

The reasoning struck Lilly as slightly flimsy, but why bother pointing that out? The longer she engaged the dragoness in conversation, the longer she’d have to wait to feel that tongue inside her again. Figuring there was an easier way for them both to get what they wanted (or needed at this point) she pulled her dripping hand out and patted the scaly rump of the eager reptile.

Randy didn’t need an invitation, or permission if they were being honest. He’d tossed his head and flicked his ears the moment he’d seen Lilly’s hand slip out, leaping up and landing on the warm scaly haunches of the shuddering dragoness. His black shaft was once again as hard as an oaken staff and stabbing wildly at the red rump until Lilly grabbed the flare with one hand and used the other to spread the delicately scaled femininity.

The dragoness had pushed her tongue back into the human girl’s honeypot by then, and the moment Randy’s next stab sunk into the steamy sex of his eager victim Lilly could feel the reptilian tongue do the same as is darted deeper inside her than anyone or anything had ever gotten. She could feel the scaly muzzle pressed against her folds as the delighted dragoness redoubled her efforts. Randy had just sheathed himself into her again and was positioning himself for some distinctly equine thrusting as the enraptured reptile got creative under the girl’s dress.

The donkey was soon pistoning away at the draconic slit as the female taking the lusty loving lost all sense of propriety. The tongue now inside her was bigger than Lilly had imagined, and was wriggling so much she felt like she had an angry snake trapped within her love-starved young body. And as the dragoness’ lips lovingly clung to the donkey’s shaft despite what should have felt like quite a brutal rutting, Lilly caught a little flash of quartz-pink just under the glistening black spire.

She made an educated guess what the little nub was, and decided to put her theory to the test. Placing her thumb and forefinger on the underside of the reptilian slit she gently pushed it up so that the little pink bit would be forced against Randy’s shaft. The next time the donkey thrust home Lilly got her answer in the form of a cry muffled by her own dripping sex. She kept the draconic clit pressed against the throbbing equine spire, confident that anyone who made a noise like that wanted to keep making it until there was no more breath in their lungs.

She started to think that the crimson female’s tongue must really have a mind of its own, since she doubted the dragoness had enough brainpower at this point to work it. It was lashing around inside her, so deep that Lilly could swear the tip was tickling the barrier to her womb, her folds splayed around the thick base and mashed against the scaly muzzle. The girl found herself making some strange noises of her own, ones culminating in high-pitched cry ah her legs shook, her belly trembled and her sex clutched the still wriggling draconic tongue as she gushed against the red femme’s muzzle.

She wondered briefly if seeing her climax had set the dragoness off, or if it was Randy’s tireless thrusting and the fact her sensitive little nub was pressed firmly against the glistening equine length pummeling her sex. She was obviously cumming, judging by the noises she was making now that her tongue was out of Lilly’s dripping sex, and the fact that the scarlet female still felt more comfortable with Lilly’s skirt hiding her face and the no doubt stupefied expression gracing it.

The dragoness climax didn’t seem to abate as Randy went for the finish, giving a few final bucks as the muscles in his hind-legs bulged and the already bulging sack between them pulled up. Lilly found herself reaching out and palming the black orbs just as they began to twitch, sending a fresh mess spurting into the dragoness mewling against her rump. The donkey was either in an uncharacteristically romantic mood, or possibly just tired as he rested on top of his scaly mate until his dark shaft had softened enough to slither out past the well-rutted folds. He took one final glance at what to him was a job well done and what to Lilly looked like a messy reptilian femininity so flushed that it looked like it was literally steaming. Eventually the dragoness pulled her head up from under her skirts and the two shared an awkward silence as they waited for their breathing to get back under control.

“Uh, I’m not sure how you’d feel about it but… well I have a tidy little hoard tucked away. A nice little cave not far from here. It’s comfier that it sounds, really! Plenty of room too…” the dragoness trailed away, looking at the ground and looking awfully bashful for someone who had two equine loads dripping from between her legs.

“Well, it’s not like I’m expected back home any time soon…” the girl mused. Lilly supposed it wasn’t too strange of a development. After all, when she’d climbed the mountain, she’d expected to be eaten by a dragon. But she never would have guessed that she’d be eaten more than once…