“Ela! Ela, where’d you go?”


Tahara pushed her way through the forest underbrush, twigs and leaves crunching under her bare feet.


“Ela!” she called out again. No reply. She huffed out a little smoke and kept pushing through the brush, now off her beaten path as she looked for her wife. The two had been out searching for herbs, spices, and other rare plants as Tahara needed to stock up on supplies for her rituals. A satchel on her hip was full of their findings. She had turned her back for only a minute to pick some berries, and when she looked back, Elana was gone.


“Ela!” she called out, louder this time as she was starting to get nervous.


“Tari! Over here!” came a reply. Elana’s voice. Tahara’s ears perked up and she pivoted towards the voice, starting to push harder through the brush.


“Ela, stay there! I’m coming.”


“Tari, come quick, I found something!”


Tahara frowned and continued towards her wife’s voice. What could she have found? Tahara had been out here every couple weeks for years. She thought she had seen everything. She continued towards where she thought Elana was, using the tough scales on her arms to protect her soft belly and chest from the thorns and sharp sticks she was pushing through. As usual, the two dragons had stripped as soon as they were alone, Tahara preferring to do her exploring in the nude.


She continued through the brush, the dim gloom finally giving way to the hazy shape of Elana, which became clearer as she got closer. Elana heard her wife behind her and turned around, waving her over. The aquatic dragon had some scratches and cuts on her body, her scales nowhere near as tough as Tahara’s. But she didn’t seem bothered by them at the moment. Tahara finally pushed through the brush and found cleared ground beneath her feet. She hurried over to Elana and gave her a hug, squeezing her tight.


“Don’t run off like that, you scared me!” she scolded, pulling away to frown at her. “It can be dangerous out here.” She began rummaging in her satchel, pulling out a small cloth and started dabbing at Elana’s cuts, but the aquatic dragon brushed her off.


“Tari, I’m fine! Look!” 


She pointed off to her left, and Tahara followed her finger. Her eyes widened slightly as she saw what her wife had found. Tucked into the back of the clearing, pressed between a few larger trees, was a tiny log cottage. Moss grew in large tufts on the roof and hung down from the awnings. The wood itself was dark and aged, stained with mold and more moss. Glassless windows sat empty, anything beyond them obscured by the dark inside. Strange charms and totems hung from the roof and nearby trees, and a rotting wood door, half off its hinges, swung gently in the soft breeze. Tahara felt pins and needles grow across her body as she looked at it.


“I’ve never seen this before…” she said softly, taking a hesitant step forward before taking it back. “I thought I’d seen everything.”


“Do you think there’s anyone still living there?” Elana asked, but Tahara shook her head.


“No, this has been abandoned for years, look at the moss on the stoop. No one’s been in there for a long time.”


“Let’s go in!”


Tahara turned to give Elana a confused look. “What? Why? Who knows what’s in there, there could be bears or spiders or snakes!”


“You just said no one has been in there in ages,” Elana said, taking a couple steps towards the cottage. “Besides, what if there’s something cool we could bring back to the temple!”


Tahara bit her lip, ears drooping. “I don’t know, look at all those… things,” she said, gesturing around at the various hanging charms. “I don’t feel good about this place.”


Tahara, who had been ritualistically trained, was more in touch with the ebb and flow of the energy of the world. She could sense a taint on this place, something that Elana, who had not been given the same training, was unable to pick up on.


“Tari, come on!” Elana goaded, reaching out for Tahara‘a hand and pulling her along. “It’s just an old house. Maybe whoever lived here did rituals and stuff like you!”


“I doubt theirs were anything like mine…” Tahara muttered, but she allowed the younger dragon to pull her along, and as she did, the feeling of pins and needles became stronger. They stopped just outside the door, yet they could still not see inside. Tahara looked around for a moment before reaching down to pick up a good sized stick off the ground. She yanked some moss down that was hanging from the roof and wrapped it around the stick before blowing a few small embers at it. The torch lit weakly after a moment, the damp moss not the best fuel. But it was better than nothing. Elana pouted and crossed her arms over her breasts.


“No fair you guys get to do that…” she grumbled. Tahara chuckled and patted her shoulder.


“Hey, water breath is good, too. You’re a portable shower!” she teased, earning herself a show of Elana’s forked tongue. The smile faded from her lips as she looked back to the tilted door. She held the torch out in front of her and lightly pushed on the rickety wood. Her hand had barely touched the surface when, with a loud crack followed by an even louder slam, the door’s last, rusty hinge broke and the door fell to the stone floor inside, splintering into several large pieces. Elana let out a yelp and backed several feet away. Tahara just stood rooted in place, heart pounding from the sudden noise, chest glowing with fire from her fear reflex. After a moment she swallowed her fear, feeling the heat fade in her belly, and turned to give Elana a sheepish smile.


“Oops,” she said. Elana shook herself out and chuckled slightly, walking back over to Tahara.


“W-well! Wasn’t expecting that…” she said, looking down at the remains of the door. She waved her claw towards the darkness inside the hut. “After you, Tari.”


Tahara shook her head and held the torch out in front of her once more, taking her first step into the stone floor inside. The air inside the hut was musty and dry, filled with smells she couldn’t quite place. She raised the torch above her, illuminating the room inside. As she did, she immediately saw what was causing her body to revolt against this place. The light from her torch revealed shelves upon shelves of various jars, containers, scrolls, and more. Everything was covered in a thick coat of dust, but it was still possible to see into the jars, and what she saw made her stomach turn. Dead animals in all states of development, various organs and limbs suspended in fluid, plants and herbs known to be extremely poisonous. Tahara felt bile in her throat but she fought it down as she continued to look around. 


Between the two large bookshelves was a low, round table. Various flasks and vials sat on a carved headboard against the wall, and a basin about the size of her fist was scooped out of the center. Runes and other symbols rimmed the table, and as she looked down, stains of different shapes and colours tainted the stones under the table. She turned her attention to the other side of the room, which was much more normal comparatively. A simple wood table with a lone chair sat against the wall. A small wash basin and a few cupboards made it clear this was the previous owner’s kitchen. Peering into the darkness, she could see a door on the far end of the room, to what she could only assume was the bedroom.


She felt Elana press up against her back, looking around the room, her eyes wide. “It’s like the chemist’s room back at the temple, ” she said softly. “Except, it feels-“


“We need to go,” Tahara interrupted. “This place is evil, and we need to leave a-and burn it down.”


“Burt it down?! Tari, wait, can’t we look around first?”


“Ela, no,” Tahara said, firmly. “This place is dangerous, it’s better to just get rid of it.”


“But.. no one’s here,” she argued. “It’s abandoned. Can’t we look around and then burn it when we’re done?” She gestured around at the items on the wall. “What if there’s something you need here?”


Tahara grimaced. “I wouldn’t use any of this if it was the last of it on earth,” she spat, before shaking her head. “But fine. Take a look if you want. Just don’t touch anything.”


Elana nodded and took a few cautious steps further into the hut, her eyes scanning over the shelves. Tahara walked over to the kitchen area, finding a half-burnt candle on the table. She lit it with her torch and handed it off to Elana, joining her at the shelves.


“What do you think’s in these?” Elana asked, pointing to the stacks of scrolls. Tahara reached out and unrolled one, her brow furrowing when she saw what was on it.


“I don’t recognize the language. Could be anything…” she said, letting go of the scroll and allowing it to curl itself back up. “Figures it would all be useless.”


She left Elana to continue her inspections, instead heading towards the door at the back of the room. Had she been a mammal, the hairs on her neck would be standing straight up. But instead, the uneasy feeling grew in her stomach as she neared the door. She reached out a slightly shaking hand and touched the handle, attempting to pull it open. But the door would not budge. She gave a few hard tugs, and while it rattled, it did not open. She let go of the handle and stood with her hand on her hip for a moment before turning away. She could guess what was inside, she didn’t need to see it.


“Hey, what’s this?”


Tahara looked over to see Elana standing in the far corner of the room, her candle illuminating a rope hanging from the roof. Tahara looked up to see a small rectangle cut into the ceiling planks, the cord hanging from one end.


“Looks like an attic,” the older dragon said, moving to stand next to her wife.


“I wonder what’s up there…”


“Probably nothing g-“ Tahara was unable to finish her sentence before Elana had yanked the cord. A loud creak rang out through the hut as the panel swung down, a cascade of dust coming with it. A ladder unfolded itself, slamming into the ground next to them. The dust finally settled, and Elana stood holding the cord, eyes wide as she looked between the ladder and her wife.


“Oops?” she offered, giving a small smile. Tahara just shook her head and looked up into the foreboding darkness of the attic.


“I don’t think we should… what is that?”


Tahara’s ears perked up as she heard a sound coming from the room above them. Something rubbing, or scraping against the wood, coming closer to them. Elana moved to stand next to her, holding her candle up into the darkness. As the two squinted into the dark, the source of the noise finally revealed itself. A small vial rolled into view before falling down. It bounced off the first step of the ladder and shot towards them. They didn’t have time to react, Tahara barely getting her arm up to try to push Elana away, before the vial broke against one of her horns, showering both of them in an unknown liquid. Reflexively, Tahara shut her mouth and eyes as quickly as she could, the liquid running down her face and lips. She shook her head hard and fast, trying to shake as much of the liquid off as she could, Elana following suit.


She opened her eyes to see Elana looking at her in fear, eyes wide as the liquid, deep purple in colour, dripped down her body. The two stood together in shock at what had just happened, before the realization of the situation finally hit Tahara.


“Oh goddess, oh no, oh go-BLRHG!”


Tahara was hit in the face with a stream of water, which faded for a moment before striking her again. When she could see again, she saw water dripping from Elana’s mouth, before she looked up and shot a stream of water directly above her, letting the water cascade over her and wash herself clean of the liquid. The jet of water finally subsided, and Elana collapsed against the ladder, panting heavily. In those few seconds her body had grown thinner, legs, arms, and belly no longer as chubby. She had used her natural reserves of water to clean them off.


Tahara rushed over and helped her to her feet, looking the weakened dragon over. “Ela! Are you okay?! How do you feel?” She tilted Elana’s face up and looked into her eyes.


“I’m… I’m fine, Tari,” she panted, looking down at her webbed hands then back up to Tahara. “What about you?”


Tahara nodded and hugged her wife close, squeezing her tight. Elana hugged back and nuzzled into her neck. “I think we should go…”


Tahara pulled away and nodded. “Yeah, I think so,” she said, taking Elana’s hand and leading them out of the hut.


“I’m so so sorry, Tari…” Elana muttered. It sounded like she was on the verge of tears. Tahara squeezed her hand as they left the hut, returning to the sunlight.


“It’s okay, Ela, we’re fine,” she said, turning to look at the younger dragon. She looked a mess, thin and gaunt, covered in dust, eyes red as she fought tears. Tahara wanted to scold her, tell her she said not to touch anything, but that wouldn’t do anything. The aquatic dragon had learned her lesson in a very harsh way. “Let’s just take care of this then go back home, okay?”


Elana nodded and wiped her eyes. “Uh-huh…”


Tahara led her to the edge of the small clearing before returning to stand in front of the hut. Her chest began to glow, a sticky, bitter substance coating her mouth. With a feeling that felt like she was throwing up, she shot a blast of flames from her maw, through the open door, striking the floor inside. The flames caught, and they quickly spread, enveloping the interior. The two watched the fire, hearing pops and bangs as the various jars and containers, and who knows what else, burst from the heat.


“Do you have any water left?” Tahara asked over her shoulder. Elana nodded, standing up straight and walking over to her.


“A little bit, yeah.”


“We might need some to put this out.”


The two stood by as they watched the hut slowly burn to the ground. The unease Tahara was feeling slowly faded, leaving her completely when the building collapsed into itself with a blast of heat and ash. Elana used the last reserves of her water to keep the nearby trees from catching fire. It took about an hour, but the fire finally died out, the hut nothing but a pile of black ash and smoking cinders. Elana was sitting in the ground in the shade of the trees, Tahara standing with her arms crossed, glaring at the remains. She shook her head and finally turned her back on it, walking over to help her wife up. Elana leaned against her shoulder, eyes half closed in her exhaustion.


“Come on, Ela. Let’s stop by the pond and get you a refill,” Tahara said, helping the tired dragon into the woods, towards a trail she knew.


“I’m sorry, Tari…”


“Shh, it’s okay,” Tahara said, nuzzling her cheek. “It’s over now. Let’s just get you some water and then go home.”


The two slowly trudged through the forest, heading towards the pond they found the first time they left the temple. Elana slowly regained her strength as they walked, but she was still extremely thin. Using her water breath took a lot out of her, as it literally pulled water out of her to use. She tried not to use it often, only when really needed. Tahara couldn't think of a better time to use it than just now.


The sound of falling water announced their arrival to the pond. The wildflowers were in full bloom, swaying slightly in the breeze. Tahara helped Elana into the warm water, and the aquatic dragon submerged herself as much as she could, just her snout poking out of the water. She absorbed water through her skin like some amphibians do, but with as much water as she had just used it could take a while to refill her body completely. Tahara sat patiently by the water, looking over her body as she waited. She could see nothing wrong with her, as far as she could tell. Her reflection in the pond looked normal as well. She sighed heavily and rinsed her hands off in the water. They had gotten lucky, that could have ended much, much worse than it had.


The time slowly ticked on, and Tahara took to meditating as she waited, closing her eyes and focusing on the sounds of the falling water and the wind in the leaves. She was roused from her reprieve by the sound of water splashing. She opened her eyes to see Elana getting to her feet. Her body was back to its normal, chubby self, having absorbed enough water to refill her reserves. Tahara smiled and stood up, walking over to hug her wife.


“How do you feel?”


Elana smiled back and kissed the older dragon on the lips. “I feel so much better now.”


Tahara took the younger dragon’s hand and started heading back to the trees. “Come on, let’s go home. I’m sure Alty could help us relax after our stressful day.”


Elana giggled and hurried after her wife, the two already forgetting about their experience.


***


Dim light filtered through the curtains, playing across the sheets. The six dragons, as usual in the morning, were tangled around each other, laying atop  or hugging each other, their nude bodies stuck together from their activities the night prior. As the light grew brighter, one of the dragons began to shift. Elana yawned and stretched as she awoke, blinking her eyes and looking up at the slowly brightening ceiling. To her left was the sleeping body of her son, Altrue, Tahara on his other side. She rolled over so she could press herself against his back. But something seemed off. Was he always that large?


Altrue was a foot taller than her, so he always stood above her, but this seemed wrong. As she moved to hug his back, she found that she barely covered half of it, and even weirder, her chest pressed flatly against him. She lifted the sheets and looked under them, her eyes going wide as she looked. Where were her breasts? She sat upright in bed and ripped the sheets off herself, looking down at her body. Instead of her normal, mature, curvy and slightly chubby body, sat the body she remembered from her childhood. Her breasts were gone completely, small pink nipples on a flat chest. Her belly was flat, her thighs and rear were smaller, and her cock and balls were smaller as well. She stared down at the child’s body that had replaced her own, and a scream quickly rose in her throat.


“Tahara!”


The high pitched scream instantly awoke the others, all bolting upright in the bed and looking around. But as the others awoke, Elana saw she was not alone. Tahara had popped up from next to Altrue, but it was not the Tahara she’d known for the past few decades. Across the bed from her sat theTahara that had first mated with her. A slimmer face and shorter horns, smaller, unpierced breasts upon her chest. No tattoos adorned her wrists. She couldn’t see the rest of her, but Elana could only assume the rest of her body was slimmer and less mature as well.


“What happened to you?!” Tahara exclaimed, crawling across Altrue’s lap to Elana.


“Me?! What happened to you?”


Tahara looked down and saw the state she was in, her eyes growing wide. “What happened to us?!”


“W-we’re kids again..” Elana said, her voice shaky and full of disbelief.


“How… how can this be possible?” Altrue spoke up, looking around at his mothers who were now both younger than his own children.


“I don’t know, this shouldn’t be possi-“ Tahara started, but froze mid sentence. Tahara and Elana locked eyes at the same time.


“The vial,” they said together. Altrue frowned down at them.


“The what?”


Tahara took a deep breath and sat back on the bed. “Yesterday, in the forest, we found this abandoned house. It had a lot of potion and ritual ingredients, and we got splashed by some vial that fell out of the attic…”


“But I washed it off!” Elana spoke up. “It was only on us for a couple seconds!”


“Maybe that’s all the time it takes,” Tahara said, biting her lip and looking down at the sheets. “If it did this to us and we were only in contact with it for a few seconds, imagine what a full minute might have done.”


“Is it going to wear off?” Karin asked. “There’s gotta be an antidote or something, right?”


Tahara shook her head. “I don’t know, I’ve never heard of anything like this before. If there was a cure…”


“The fire,” Elana said, falling back onto the bed. “We burned the hut down.” Tahara groaned and joined her in falling back on the bed. Altrue looked down at his now child-sized wives and mothers.


“So, what, you’re stuck like this now?”


“I don’t know!” Tahara said, exasperated. “If it wears off it will. If not…”


“We’ll… just have to grow up again?” Elana finished for her, and Tahara nodded.


Unsure what to do, Altrue simply scooped up his moms and hugged them close to his chest, nuzzling and kissing their cheeks. The mothers hugged him back, whimpering softly into his scales. He rocked them gently in silence for a few minutes, the six dragons slowly trying to process what had just happened.


“Hey, now, don’t be too sad,” he said, trying to comfort them. “It’s not all bad. We still have each other, and now you get those extra years back! You can do whatever you want.”


Tahara tilted her head up to look at him. “I guess, yeah… how many years do you think we got back?”


Altrue frowned and shook his head. “I don’t know, I didn’t know you back then.”


Elana perked up slightly. “You don’t have your piercings or tattoos. You got those at 16, right?”


Tahara nodded, looking at the piercings laying on the sheets next to her. It’s like her body had expelled them overnight “That’s right… And you look like you did when we were kids, before I got you pregnant, so that means...”


“25 years…” Elana breathed, hardly able to believe it. “I’m like, nine or ten!”


“I guess I’m 15 again,” Tahara said, looking down at her body. “I looked so different.”


“This is so weird…” Keilah said, and her sister nodded.


“It’s like we’re siblings now.”


Tahara chuckled slightly. “I’m still your mother so you better listen to me,” she teased, and the twins giggled.


“My moms are ten years younger than me now…” Altrue said, trying to wrap his head around it. “You two look really cute as kids.”


The moms smiled up at their son. “Thank you, Alty,” Tahara said.


Altrue smiled back and hugged them tight, their small bodies fitting nicely in his arms. He looked up at his kids, who were sitting awkwardly on the bed, trying not to stare at their now younger-than-them moms. “Why don’t you two give us some time, okay? They probably need some space.”


“Okay, daddy,” the twins answered, jumping off the bed and heading into the kitchen, Karin following behind them. As they left, Altrue leaned back against the bed, the mothers moving to lay together on his chest. He tenderly kissed their snouts as they nuzzled against his chest, hands rubbing up and down their backs. For a long while the three lay together, the mothers coming to terms with what this would mean for them.


“The maidens will be very confused,” Tahara said after a while. “And the townsfolk as well.”


“They’ll get used to it, like they did Altrue and the kids,” Elana replied. “Not sure about the townsfolk though…”


“Maybe this time they can do my tattoos better,” Tahara chuckled, looking down at her wrists. “They really messed up the one on my left hand.”


“Well, maybe you shouldn’t have sneezed,” Elana teased, giving her a poke in the side. Tahara giggled and leaned in to kiss her wife. The two shared a kiss that lasted a few moments before they pulled apart.


“You know, maybe this isn’t so bad,” Tahara said, laying back down on Altrue’s chest. “I don’t have many regrets, but the small ones I do have I can fix now, and I get to keep all the good things.”


The two settled back into silence again, Altrue continuing to rub their backs and occasionally kiss their snouts. They weren’t quite sure how long they spent laying together, but after a while they began to hear soft moans and grunts coming from the other room, and the three chuckled at the sound of their children mating. Tahara raised her head and moved up Altrue’s chest until she was at eye level, before leaning down to give her son a loving kiss. Altrue kissed back, sighing softly as her young lips pressed against his own. When they finally pulled apart, Altrue had a flush on his cheeks.


“So, the first time you two had sex, you got pregnant with me, right?” he asked. Elana nodded.


“That’s right, it was my first heat.”


“So, if you two are younger than that, does that mean you two are, uh…” Altrue flushed brighter, and he could feel a stirring in his groin. Tahara grinned and leaned down to kiss and nuzzle his neck.


“We’re what, Alty?”


He huffed slightly and hugged them close. “That you’re virgins again?”


The two young mothers giggled, each taking a side of his neck to kiss and lick. “I guess it does,” Tahara purred, pressing her small breasts against him. “Why, does someone want to take his moms’ virginities?”


Altrue moaned a little louder, his cocks standing at full attention now. “Goddess, I’d love to…” He’d been mating with his mothers for over a decade, fathering his own children with them in the process, but this was something completely new. Not only were they now cubs, Elana physically the youngest of the family, but he’d be able to take their virginities, just as he had for his daughters and son. He was already aroused just from looking at their young, naked bodies, he couldn’t wait to feel them from the inside. Especially Elana; it had been a while since any of his children had been that young and, depending on her actual physical age, she might be the youngest he’d ever mated with.


The two young mothers grinned and rolled off Altrue, laying down on either side of him. Their own young cocks were growing hard, laying against their bellies and twitching occasionally. “Who do you want first, Alty?” Elana asked.


“I want you both,” Altrue replied, his voice heavy with lust as he sat up on his knees, looking down at the two girls. Altrue was over six feet tall, even ignoring his horns, and he towered over the prone figures of his mothers. His twin cocks were at full attention, bouncing in time with his heartbeat, a formidable sight to the two small girls. “But first, roll over for me…” he said, twirling a finger in the air. The girls did as they were asked, rolling over and showing their soft, shapely rumps to him. Altrue grinned and layed down on the bed, positioning himself just behind Elana. He took a cheek in each hand and spread her soft butt, revealing her hole and mound, which was already moist from her excitement.


“Since you’re so small, it might be a good idea to warm you up, first,” he said, squeezing and kneading her butt as he teased her. Elana blushed slightly and moaned as her son spread her, pressing her muzzle into the bed. Altrue pressed his snout between her cheeks, inhaling her scent before sliding out his long, forked tongue. He pressed it against her inner thigh, causing the young girl to shiver and whimper slightly. He began to very carefully slide his tongue back and forth along her thighs, making sure to tease her and just barely kiss her mound every time.


“Alty!” Elana whined, looking back over her shoulder at him. “Don’t tease me…”


He grinned and pulled his snout out, resting it on her plump butt. “What do you want me to do?”


Elana blushed brightly and pressed her face into the sheets. Her voice was muffled, but understandable. “Put it in me…”


Altrue chuckled and traced a claw up and down her rear. “What’s the magic word, young lady?”


Elana whimpered and wiggled her butt at him. “Please!”


Appeased by her pleading, he pushed his snout back between her cheeks, tongue finding its way to her entrance and slowly pushing in. Elana let out a satisfied moan as he pushed into her, tongue rubbing up against her wet and warm walls as he pushed deeper into her. As young as she was, she wasn’t very deep, and soon his tongue pressed against her cervix. He circled his tongue around the wall of muscle before pushing through, finding himself inside his child-mother’s womb. Elana moaned happily into the sheets as she felt Altrue’s tongue exploring her insides. Tahara watched with a smile, one hand slowly stroking her cock, patiently awaiting her turn with her son.


“Alty…” Elana moaned as he began to wiggle his tongue back and forth, slowly sliding it in and out of her. He could feel her tight, virgin body slowly loosening up, ready to accommodate something larger. She wiggled and pressed her butt back against him, grinding her clit against his chin and her cock against the sheets. After a few more minutes, he slowly pulled his tongue out of her, wiping his mouth off as the girl panted softly into the sheets. He kissed her rump before moving over to Tahara, nuzzling his snout between her larger cheeks. She wouldn’t be as tight as her younger wife, but she was still a virgin, and Altrue wanted to make sure she was good and ready for him.


He spread her cheeks and slid his tongue out, letting it rub against her soft, wet mound. He wasn’t going to tease her as much as he had Elana, both because he was getting impatient and wanted to mate them already, and because he knew that Elana was much easier to tease than Tahara. After a few moments of rubbing back and forth, he found her entrance and slid inside, Tahara letting out a happy moan as her son began to pleasure her. Just like with his other mother, he pushed his tongue deep into her, eventually breaching her cervix and pressing into her womb. Tahara closed her eyes and moaned into the sheets as Altrue had his way inside her. She arched her back and pressed her hips back against him, her plump rear enveloping his face. Altrue gripped her hips and pressed his muzzle as deep between her cheeks as he could, moaning softly as he enjoyed her taste and scent. Tahara ground herself against him, rubbing herself on the sheets just like Elana had. And, just like with her younger counterpart, her body began to loosen up under his actions, ready for her son to claim her.


Altrue finally pulled his tongue out and wiped his mouth off once more, grinning down at the two children below him. “Ready?” he asked, already knowing the answer. They both nodded.


“We’re ready!” they said together.


“Mmm, then get into position,” he said. The child-mothers quickly heeded his command, Elana moving to lay on top of Tahara, both spreading their legs to give their son access to their virgin mounds. Altrue grinned at the sight and moved over, kneeling behind them as he stroked his cocks with both hands. They were both rock hard, dripping pre already as he lined himself up. He gripped Tahara’s hips again, his tips pressing against their warm entrances. With a moan, he pushed inside, both cocks sinking into them. The two girls moaned and hugged each other close as their son filled their small bodies. Deeper and deeper he pushed, until they felt his tips press into their wombs, small bulges forming on their bellies. He finally hilted inside, eyes closed as he enjoyed the sensation as he penetrated his virgin child mothers. For a moment they held their position, Altrue letting them get adjusted to him, before he started to gently slide in and out.


The two girls moaned happily as their adult son pleasured their underage bodies, kissing and nuzzling one another. Tahara’s small breasts squished up against Elana’s flat chest, and it didn’t take long before she started to lactate, smearing her milk over the younger girl’s scales. Altrue was going at a moderate pace, his hips smacking against their rumps over and over. Their combined moans carried into the next room, and their children poked their heads around the corner. Karin was still inside Keilah, his seed dripping from her sister, as they watched their father take the virginities of their mothers.


Elana was the first to reach her climax, already plenty stimulated from Altrue’s tongue session beforehand. Her moans increased in pitch until she finally burst, her walls gripping and squeezing Altrue’s cock as she shot her seed onto Tahara’s belly. Altrue grunted and continued through her climax, Tahara taking Elana’s face in her hands and giving her a deep kiss as she rode out her orgasm. She came out the other side limp and happy, loosely holding on to her wife as Altrue continued, her body rocking back and forth.


“You two feel so good…” Altrue moaned, squeezing Tahara’s hips as he continued to slide in and out of them, his pace increasing as time went on. Their young bodies, even after his oral stretching, were tight and snug. Wombs stretched to accommodate his lengths, and their cervixes gripped and rubbed against him each time he pushed through. Elana’s was the best though, so tight and warm and wet, her body fitting perfectly against his hips. The tradition in their family had been to start mating at ten, but now Altrue was beginning to think they should start earlier…


The three continued for a while longer as Altrue and Tahara built themselves up to their own climaxes. The dam finally burst, and Altrue hilted himself deep inside the girls, his seed spilling into them as he growled and moaned, grinding his hips against their butts. Tahara moaned along with him as she came, her own seed adding to the mixture on her belly. Elana sighed happily as she felt her womb fill up with her son’s seed once more. As his orgasm passed, Altrue fell on top of his mothers, panting and moaning softly as he hugged them close.


“I love you,” he said softly. They hugged him back and nuzzled into his neck.


“We love you, too,” they replied, their small bodies being cradled by him. They lay together for a while as they cooled down, all three coming to terms with the new life they had before them.


*** Seven months later ***


The fire burned hot and bright inside the chambers, keeping it warm for the cold-blooded dragons. Summer had turned to fall, and fall to winter, snow falling over the temple and forest outside the window. Altrue and his mothers sat snuggled together on the sofa, watching the children play a card game on the table, the fire casting large shadows of them across the wall. Altrue gently rubbed the bellies of his child-wives and mothers, both of which were now round and growing.


The three of course, were unable to control themselves. Elana had entered her first heat shortly after her regression, and Altrue took it upon himself to claim her, his seed fertilizing the egg that had, once upon a time, become him. The young child was pregnant once again, her and Altrue’s first union, though perhaps not their last. Tahara’s heat was not long after, the son claiming the womb of his other mother once more. The three prepared to welcome a new set of children into their lives, their first set more than happy to meet their new siblings.


Tahara and Elana showed no signs of returning to their original ages any faster than with standard aging, not that Altrue was complaining. He now had two more cute cubs to kiss, mate, and breed with. And he would get to watch them grow up into the sexy women he knew and loved. Though he was going to make sure to get more than his fill of their young bodies before then…