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  "writing": "Claz had always been an early riser. It was a habit that he had picked up from his mother's early morning routine thanks to her work at the hospital, meaning he and his two sisters had to get up early too if they wished to enjoy breakfast while it was still warm. It was even more true now that he had a more `innate' alarm clock which stirred him awake even earlier. His two crotch companions - and the partners in crime that served as the personifications of his budding libido - Fas and Cinus.\n\nAs far as he knew, they made him different from the rest of his draconic peers. Most, if not all, of his kind possessed slits that were hard to differentiate from male or female until their slender dicks sprung forth. But, in his case, ever since his self exploration a couple of weeks ago, and a few... healthy-sized protein rich meals... the slit he had known for most of his life had developed into a hefty scaled pouch, and, beneath that, a giant pair of hanging spheres too large for him to fit within his quadrupedal forepaws. Most outlandish of all, however, were those twin `buddies' of his - a pair of snake-shaped phalluses which sprouted from his sheath before sunrise every morning demanding to get off after his balls had brewed enough seed to leave them feeling achingly full.\n\n``Ssss... I don't want to,'' Cinus complained begrudgingly, hissing with just the start of its fat head peeking forth from his sheath. His `brother' Fas, meanwhile, sprouted in all of its glory - 70-centimeters of thick, dusty red and black tinted scaled snake-cock towered from his crotch like a living fountain. Glossy, off-clear precum trickled from the snake's lips, tumbling down the prehensile shaft while one of the adolescent's hands struggled to stroke along its broad girth. \n\nThey had grown so much in the little time he had known them. When they had first appeared he could comfortably wrap his talons around their breadth as he indulged his pleasures, but since they had gotten their fanged maws on their first few meals it now took both of his hands to properly wrap around just one length. Although, he considered as he eyed the large alien prick, a female dragon - or at least an adult one - with their larger comparative size might just barely manage to touch their talons around one of their girths.\n\n``It's your turn,'' Claz scolded with a curt whisper as he dutifully attended to the other snake. ``Fas did it last time, now it's your turn. You [i]do[/i] want to get the reward, right?''\n\nThe reward, in this case, was the mandarin-sized eggs he had raided from the kitchen fridge before either of his parents had woken up. It had become apart of his new morning schedule; be awoken by the pair of sentient dicks at full mast and quivering for release before making an utter mess of his belly and chest scales with the climax his large gonads could produce, a quick wipe down with the paper towels he was burning a not-insignificant amount of his allowance on, then a fridge raid and `morning' training. Whichever serpent was allowed to stand at full mast for the second release got one egg, but the brother who had to practice staying within his sheath whilst the other got to play got two. He'd thought that that would be enough to get them to cooperate, but instead they both played up whenever it was their turn to take a step back.\n\n``Keep this up, and I'll give all your eggs to Fas and let him be the one on deck to breed today,'' the young drake continued with a sterner, quiet growl, hoping that the threat would cajole the slithering phallus into compliance! True, trying to get the pair to cooperate unless it was for their interests was always an uphill battle, but if they wanted any shot at scoring with a woman, rather than being carted off to some medical lab to be experimented upon, they were going to have to learn to forgo immediate gratification for longer term gains!\n\n``...Three eggs.'' Cinus bargained with a beady eyed stare. Despite the developing dragon's best attempts at mimicking his parents' firm glares, the snake refused to back down, maintaining his position whilst nestled against the base of its twin.\n\n``If he gets three, I want at least two~'' Fas chimed in, making the situation even worse!\n\n``F- Fine! You can each have an extra one when I get home! Alright?''\n\n``Hmmph...'' The snake-dick huffed as if it was an indignant hatchling before finally slinking back into their holster. He could still spy the somewhat distinctive shape of the serpent's head through the shape of the scaled pocket, but a strange lump in an even stranger, distinctly un-draconic sheath was the least of his worries at the moment.\n\n``Finally...'' Claz sighed wistfully before settling onto his back, finally turning his undivided attention towards the single snake shaft still demanding his focus. \n\nHis hand that had been idly stroking along the slick, precum lathered length continued its work to keep the snake entertained, smearing the essence drooling from the creature's lips back along its rust-red scales. Which left his other hand free to pick up one of the eggs he had fetched and bring it to the standing serpent's maw. The writhing beast turned its head towards the offering with a satisfied hiss, slathering the oval shell in their productive spunk as its tongue ran over the delicious treat. The phallic creature's fangs wrapped around its reward in short order, swallowing the morsel whole with one lurid gulp!\n\n``D- damn.'' He still wasn't used to that sensation despite weeks of daily feedings to keep the pair from misbehaving too much. The young dragon hissed as the familiar pleasure that came from indulging the snake's hunger shot through his groin - a shiver-inducing euphoria which followed in the wake of the serpent's voracious tribute traveling along its gullet. \n\nWhen he had first fed the pair after their incessant demands, the domestic beast eggs left a visible bulge along their descent, even after their powerful throat muscles had crushed their meals into a slurry of protein, fat, and egg shells. Now, however, after the growth they had undertaken thanks to Mrs. Choseor's... unplanned donation... the serpents were so large that the only trace of its passage was the tensing flex of Fas's swallowing throat, despite the fact it had yet to crush it! It was just another reminder of the immense growth the two had undergone in the time since he had known them, as if he needed that with how far they now stretched along his torso compared to when they had just sprouted.\n\nIt was more than their size, too... Their colors had darkened after their cannibalistic feast, taking on a blacker sheen that was starting to displace the muddy red of hatchling scales that the rest of him still possessed. He contemplated for a moment, as he watched, just how much further they would change if he scavenged another bunch of dragon eggs for them to scoff down - a notion which enhanced the lurid pleasure he felt as the vivid, pleasurable memories of devouring that clutch replayed in his mind again, as well as the alluring call of enhanced virility that would come from snuffing out those eggs' hopes of ever hatching. It was fortunate that no other dragons had laid since then, his more rational thoughts contemplated. He doubted he'd have been able to help himself, and two clutches disappearing so close together would start raising suspicions.\n\nHis fingers traced behind his shaft's current meal as his mind wandered, moving with gentle strokes to enhance the sensations rippling up from his groin as the snake's esophagus ferreted the meal to the secondary stomach the two had for their ovivorous use. With one last flex from the writhing, lust-addled snake-cock's throat, the egg slid into his scaled sheath, before treating him to the climax-inducing sensation of the egg being crushed by the digestive pit hidden within his crotch!\n\nWith a measure of self-control, the adolescent lad might have been able to pull himself back from the edge. But, rather than resisting the euphoric call, he pushed himself further into it. His hand redoubled its stroking antics, making the steady flows of translucent pre which had poured from Fas's lips this entire time gushed with greater vigor. Cascading rivulets of draconic spunk poured down across the writhing snake's body, each just as thick and as virile as a normal dragon's release. Before, with a shameless buck up into the air, he crashed straight into a climax while his talons continued to lather the soft scaled flesh with its own excitement!\n\nThe sentient tool shuddered as the powerful muscles that lined its body flexed, stiffening and straightening it to match the rigidity of any regular prick. The very muscles that had dragged its meal down then squeezed in the opposite direction, pumping wads of snake-cock jizz from its maw that shot past its fanged smile in a torrent of alabaster cream. Normally, the seed would have splattered across the drake's chest and face, and made a mess of his bed again, but the dragon boy had discovered a trick to keep the messes the two's fecundity caused contained. \n\nHe leaned down, wrapping his lips around the sputtering serpent so that the viscous cream was trapped within his maw as his tongue coiled around the base of Fas's head. Strong, lust-addled suckles followed, tongue continuing to wash along the snake's sensitive chin to coax their pleasure to further heights, whilst his own throat struggled to keep up with the productive outflow. Fortunately, with just a single one of his members firing, it was just barely manageable. His hatchling-brew pooled within his maw in between each noisy gulp, allowing several lurid trails of cream to escape from the corners of his lips to drip down along his cheeks and neck.\n\nHe parted his lips as the last few jets of seed pumped straight against his tongue, soaking his sense of taste in his own virility while his wits started to return... before his mind immediately dove into yet more lewd thoughts. About how much better it would have been with a dragoness on hand, fantasies of pressing his seed-inundated maw against hers to spread the taste of his essence to her own lips and tongue with a passionate embrace... Or seeing if he could implant a clutch in her by lathering her walls with his own seed and spit - he might have to keep that in mind as a later idea to sneak a clutch in someone, if he ever got the chance.\n\n``There's your second release for the day, Fas,'' Claz purred quietly as he swallowed down the last of the seed swishing within his maw, before cleaning the mess that had escaped with a few fond slurps of his tongue.\n\n<<What about my second!?>> Cinus mentally piped up, impatiently stirring within their sheath as it did so.\n\n``L- later, I promise, when you get your reward..! Now, Fas,'' the dragon murmured quietly, fetching the towel that was still damp from cleaning up his first release of the day to wipe up the messy gunk stuck to the erect serpent's sides, even though the creature did its best to squirm away from the attention. ``It's time to see how you look all dressed up...''\n\n``Do we [i]have[/i] to~? I'm sure no one will mind how we look naturally~ Well, they won't once we show them what we can do~''\n\n``[b]In.[/b]'' The juvenile dragon said sternly as he picked up a pinkish-red elastic sleeve to present to the protesting snake. ``Otherwise I'm giving your second egg to Cinus!''\n\nThe lurid serpent eyed the creation like a hatchling would their vegetables. Its tongue lashed at the musk stained air in protest, before, after a second of trying to stare down its owner's unflinching gaze, it gave a mental grumble and acquiesced by nestling its head against the opening to the disguise. Claz helped the prehensile shaft into the sleeve, squeezing down on the base and pulling the snug fitting adornment over the majority of its body. It took a bit of squirming, some sweet talking to the serpent so it only slid halfway out to keep to the length of his sleeve, and a few adjusting squeezes from the whelp's hands to get the fit nice and snug, but in the end, his creation was finally in place!\n\nAt a glance, it looked [i]perfect[/i], covering the grumbling snake length such that - if he ignored the clearly abnormal sheath and fat nuts hanging just beneath it - he'd look like just another erect dragon! All those hours he had spent `studying' porn to sculpt just the right shape, the days he spent developing the right chemical composition to make the latex sheath the right level of spongy firmness, they had all paid off! The snake's idle production even dripped from the tip, quivering in a way that seemed almost natural whenever the serpent's jaws shifted. With a sweeping stroke from his claws to lather its artificial surface with his pre, and the warmth radiating through the elastic thanks to the jacketted shaft, it looked better than a lot of the `totally real' shafts that showed up in porn all the time!\n\nHe couldn't be sure the texture was exactly right until he got his claws upon some other guys' junk to know for certain, though. But, so long as he wasn't getting oral or a handjob, he was sure that this would fool any dragoness he seduced, which meant that he could now reciprocate the attention that the girls at school had started to give to him recently! It had been maddening, the goal of his new desires practically leaping into his claws, yet being unable to pluck such succulent fruit from fear of discovery! He was so close to getting laid now that he could [i]taste[/i] it! No wonder that the snake still hidden in his sheath started to push its way out of the scaled pouch. That, or its impatience for the eggs it had been promised finally grew too great to deny anymore.\n\nHe had just picked up the pair of tributes Cinus had earned for being good when a knock came at the door, followed by the voice of his father, Joiret. ``Claz? I'm gonna come in, we need to talk.''\n\nThe adolescent panicked! His hand dropped the eggs onto his peculiar crotch before hastily grabbing his bed sheet and yanking it over his lap. ``Ah, Dad? What's up?''\n\nThe young dragon did his best to hold an innocent smile as his copper and silver accentuated father entered his room. There was little hiding what he had been doing, however. The scent of his release was still heavy in the air, particularly with the damp towel nearby that he only thought to kick off of his bed with his tail after the adult had entered. Nevermind the fact that the tip of his `shaft' still stuck out from the edge of his sheets, further reinforcing the boy's embarrassment as he grabbed a hold of the disguised snake-cock and shoved it firmly between his thighs to hide even the tent from his father's eyes. But, as mortifying as the situation was, it would have been even worse had he not had that sleeve on... Small mercies.\n\n``Son...'' His father sighed, not with disappointment like he expected, but something closer towards... understanding? The older dragon didn't say more before walking forward, coming to sit on the edge of the wide feral-dragon-suited mattress, before patting the space next to him for the younger drake to join him.\n\nIt took Claz some time to overcome his petrified shock at being caught to accept the invitation, although he still made sure to keep himself half concealed beneath his sheets as he did so. He didn't speak, however, keeping his rust red eyes from looking towards the still somewhat larger dragon as he did so - although if his current growth kept up, he'd likely overtake his father in size in another few years.\n\n``So...'' Joiret started to speak after a lengthy silence. ``Your mother and I have noticed the change in your recent behavior... and what sort of things you've gotten up to online in the past few weeks...''\n\n``I've not...'' He tried to complain at first before catching himself... He had certainly been perusing sites he shouldn't have at his age, but he had made certain to cover his tracks! VPNs, deleting logs... every trick he knew of to keep his family from finding out.\n\n``You're a clever boy, Claz, but I was your age once, too. Granted, I only snuck away to share whatever naughty magazines me and my friends had gotten our talons on, rather than having the internet. But, even if the source of the material is more convenient, it's rather obvious what an adolescent dragon is up to while they're acting so secretive around their parents.'' As if to make the point more evident, his red eyes casted a leary gaze towards the area of the room where the young teen had knocked his cum rag away to.\n\nWell, so much for thinking he had managed to hide what he was doing, Claz thought as his eyes shifted further away from his father. At least the two serpents were behaving themselves, saving him from further humiliation beyond the subdued mental snickers they gave in the back of his mind.\n\n``Your sisters have also told us you've taken an interest in girls, and how happy they are that you're starting to come out of your shell. Your mom and I are happy to hear that, but we also don't want you to end up making a mistake.''\n\n``There's nothing to be ashamed of... Well, we'd prefer you didn't look at stuff a young drake like you shouldn't be looking at until you're older, but... I know what it's like, what you're going through. The changes that hit you seemingly all at once, new desires and impulses that can be hard to resist... You might feel like no one else in the world can possibly understand what's happening to you, that you're alone. But that's not the case, kiddo. There's nothing you can't share with us. Even if it's something that would get you in trouble, we'll understand and won't be angry. But you have to learn control and restraint, you understand?''\n\n`He couldn't really know what I'm going through... Can he?' The boy thought, trying to reason out what Joiret was saying. It sounded exactly like what he was going through, though! The changes to his loins, those impulses, those desires... The things he had gotten up to... Did his dad know what he had done to Mrs. Choseor's eggs!?\n\n``It's hard, though,'' Claz started by opening up slightly. The reservation he felt from before about his parents remained, but... If there was anyone that would know what he was going through, it had to be his father... right? Something like these snakes and being different from the rest of the world... It made more sense for it to be something he inherited - or, at least, it was far more likely than it being such a complex spontaneous mutation or supernatural event. \n\nDid that mean his Dad was like him, then? He didn't have external balls like him or a sheath, but... He had never seen his father erect. Maybe he had grown large enough to no longer need the external anatomy, and learned to keep his snakes under control so they didn't show themselves. \n\n``I mean...'' he continued. ``They literally have a mind of their own! It's basically impossible to keep them under control!''\n\n``Hahaaa, it can certainly feel that way sometimes, can't it?'' Joiret replied with a comforting laugh and smile, trying to encourage his boy to open up more. ``It might be a bit embarrassing to pop the occasional boner at class, but beyond some ribbing no one is going to seriously mind. So, you don't have to wear that pack saddle all day if you're just trying to be decent.''\n\nThe words had the exact opposite effect that the older dragon had hoped. `Feel that way..?' No, it [i]was[/i] that way. There was no illusion, nor autonomic reflex that didn't cooperate with him, he could have [i]conversations[/i] with the snakes. Then there was the questioning of keeping them hidden... Dad would have had to keep his nature secret as well if he was like him, so he should understand such urges, not try to comfort him about them not being necessary. \n\nWhich meant... The doubts he had about his parents when he was first exploring this development were justified. They didn't know. If his mother knew and Joiret didn't, then she would find some excuse to give him `the talk' instead. Which meant... If he had inherited this attribute and neither of them carried those genes...\n\n<<Joiret isn't our father~>> Fas mentally hissed, taunting him with the revelation he had just come too.\n\n`He- He might be! We can't just leap to conclusions,' he silently protested.\n\n<<Search your feelings. You know it to be true~>> Cinus joined in with a mental snicker. \n\nThe damn things were right. The theory made too much sense. He always felt more hesitation around his Dad than his Mom, and there was the fact that he was a rather `mundane' example of a male, certainly not the type of stock expected to sire such exceptionally strong and intelligent dragons like him and his sisters.\n\n<<Mom couldn't help herself~ She saw a prime stud of a dragon like us and let him sire her clutch, rather than carry the eggs of her husband~>> \n\nHe knew his parents had been married for years before they had their clutch. Which meant that would have had to be the way it went down. A shameful dalliance that had left her with the kids of a man she might have barely known decades down the line, a dutiful husband that was none the wiser...\n\nIt was so... \n\n[i]Hot[/i].\n\nHe was some stud's bastard hatchling. Did his snake equipped father think anything of leaving his eggs in his mother? Did he even know he had done so..? He must have known! After all, he sired a full clutch of six fertilized eggs. If his biological father was every bit as virile as he was shaping up to be, he must have known it was a guarantee.\n\nWait a second. There was another news story about a full clutch in town around the same time as his, right..? Could that mean...\n\n<<Siblings!>>\n\n<<Brothers and sisters like us~?>>\n\n<<...Rivals~>>\n\n<<Dear ol' Dad was busy... We should take after him~>>\n\n<<Think of how proud he'd be if we made him a grandfather~>>\n\n``Are you okay, Claz?'' Joiret's hand came to rest against his back, dragging him out of his mental conversation with the gesture of support.\n\n``Ah! Yes, I'm fine, Dad,'' the adolescent dragon replied with a fond smile. ``Just... thinking over your words! I'll keep it in mind, but... I should get, uh, cleaned up and ready for school now.''\n\n``...I guess so... But if you ever feel like talking, I'm here for you, kiddo.'' The older dragon replied with a smile, before shifting away and onto all fours to leave the boy alone to get ready. ``Oh, and throw your `towel' into the washing machine before you leave!''\n\n``Yes... Dad.''\n\n<<Wait a minute... I'm still getting my two eggs, right?>>\n[center]* * *[/center]\n``Dad gave you the talk finally, huh~?'' Zyth giggled as she walked along his left flank. It would have been quicker for the three of them to fly, but his attempts to exit the conversation with his Dad as soon as he could left him with some extra time that his sisters were quick to claim for this morning conversation.\n\n``About time. Mom gave us that talk the day the school held it. None too soon, either,'' Chez, walking along his right, adding as she stared knowingly past him and towards the other dragoness.\n\nDespite being the same age as him, the two girls were substantially bigger, standing nearly three meters in length compared to his comparatively diminutive two. But that was only to be expected from females, much like he anticipated to cap out at the high end of the male growth charts at three-and-some-change meters after he fully grew up, the two iron-scaled girls would no doubt reach four and tower over even their mother.\n\n``What's the matter, jealous~?'' Zyth giggled again, flicking her wings and tail up as she did so.\n\n``Please, I'd hardly call the studs you lured off from the lockers worthy of being jealous over,'' Chez bickered back with a roll of her eyes. ``Honestly don't even see why you bothered, there's hardly any impressive stock even in the entire sports team. All you succeeded in doing was making their girlfriends jealous.''\n\n``Well, we can't help that there's not any males as impressive as our brother at school, true,'' the first dragoness replied with a mournful sigh. ``Why did we have to be clutch siblings with the only decent guy? So unfair, all the other gals at school are so lucky.''\n\n``Can you please not talk about me in relation to that,'' Claz interjected with an audible groan, although the two snakes hidden beneath his pack saddle were relishing the praise with mental murmurs of agreement. It wasn't a perfect cover, anyone that snuck a peek between his legs past the pouches hanging over his lips would spy some `impressive lumps' through the tight fabric drawn close over his scaled crotch, but at least a lurid mystery was better than flaunting his assets for all to see... Even if that did sound kind of fun.\n\n``But still~ Even though I doubt any of them would be able to give me a clutch, it was fun~ if any of the girls at school are angry that they weren't able to please their boyfriends as much as me, they can feel free to take it up with me - but they won't, because they know better.''\n\n``Well, that first part is true enough...'' Chez agreed. ``If there's anyone here who's going to make Mom and Dad grandparents soon, it's Claz.'' \n\n``Honestly it's a bit surprising that he's not already got a few sired clutches to his name. Maybe he's just waiting on confirmation~?'' Zyth teased again, brushing her head against the back of his to make him even more flustered!\n\n``Not everyone's a slut like you, Zi,'' another tired sigh wrung from the more reserved dragoness' lips, followed by a playful shove to force their sister away from his side before his embarrassment grew to lethal proportions.\n\n``Still though... If you do happen to make us aunties, let us know. We'll cover with Mom and Dad~'' Chez added with the faintest hints of a grin showing at the ends of her lips. ``And... If you happen to find any guys at school or elsewhere that are like you... Let me know before Zyth~''\n\n``Hey, what gives you the rights to first dibs!?''\n\n``The fact that I won't be reeking of every horny guy between me and them by the time I get there!''\n\n``Say that to my face without Claz in the way!''\n\nAnd there the two went fighting again. Fortunately, it meant he was no longer the topic of conversation as the two took to the air, half chasing each other around through the skies as they made their way towards school, letting the adolescent finally relax with a long, drawn out breath. \n\n`Like me..?' He contemplated quietly. Did his sisters know..? There was no way they could have, so perhaps it was just talking about quality... or maybe the little snippets they [i]had[/i] figured out. As for referrals...\n\nThat was odd. He expected to be mortified at the prospect of his sisters breeding, and especially at arranging it, but... maybe. It could be sort of fun keeping his eyes out amongst his rivals for anyone that was `like him'. So long as they were worthy enough for the pair, he could give them an introduction, but they'd have to win either of that duo over on their own.\n\n``I wonder if their sons would be snake-dragons too...'' He contemplated quietly as he leapt up, spreading his wings to catch an up draft which lifted him above the treeline. Certainly if the stud was `like him' his little nephews would be, and if their mate wasn't... Could a non-snake-equipped dragon even successfully mate with them? If the genes they inherited from their biological father set the bar for his daughters as well, then the level of virility needed to conceive might just be beyond a normal dragon, no matter how many males Zyth tried to compensate for it with quantity.\n\nAlthough thinking of her attempts gave him an idea. If there were a contingent of female dragons currently mad at their partners, that just might give him an opening to `balance the scales' so to speak. It was only fair that, if the lesser males at school got to play around with his sister, he'd get to play around with their girls~\n\nBesides, if his dad was anything to go by, they'd come to love the children he'd sire as if they were their own.\n[center]* * *[/center]\nThe perverse thoughts he had entertained on his way to school had only grown stronger as the day progressed. He had expected that to some extent - those two never went an hour without chiming some lurid suggestion in the back of his mind that inevitably drew his thoughts back to depraved ends, after all. Especially Cinus, who was irate enough at not getting his morning reward that he outright refused to calm down unless he got off as well - leaving the juvenile late for one of his morning classes so that he could pump a load from his heavy spheres in the bathroom. It gave him an opportunity to practice masturbating with the sleeve on, at least, and see how it fared while shooting ropes of virile dragon seed from its fake tip.\n\nBut today was far worse than normal, leaving the normally studious drake quite distracted as he lay behind his wide, squat desk in the large amphitheater-like room. No matter how much he tried to pay attention to the mathematics lecture that was going on his mind stubbornly refused to follow along. \n\nIt didn't help, either, that the usual teacher had called in sick today, leaving a fresh-faced substitute teacher to deliver the lesson in his place. The issue wasn't with how she taught, however. From the limited amount he was able to focus, her speech and explanations were fine - better than the usual substitutes that would just put on a video or give a practice assignment, in fact. No, the issue was that she was a young adult dragoness, and with his current state of mind, focusing his attention on her inevitably left his eyes lingering on her lovely, feminine figure, and her brilliant copper and silver-accentuated scales that implied her family was of decent means.\n\nFas and Cinus strained their fabric prison, not helping his position at all as their drooling lips brought a wet splotch to the thick cloth - just enough to make his excitement and productivity clear to any that might have seen the bulge they made, or were close enough to pick up on the pheromone thick aroma wafting from the doused fabric. Their depraved state only grew worse whenever his mind inevitably wandered off her lesson to how she'd look at a more `personal' angle; or how she'd sound as the fiery, stern demeanor she exercised against the class' usual troublemakers subsided into one of lascivious satisfaction when whatever lucky serpent slipped into her sex flooded her womb with his seed.\n\nFortunately, despite how lust crazed he might have been, he still had the wherewithal to not stare at the woman like a creep. Instead, he distracted himself with deskwork, not wanting to risk indulging the lustful haze the two serpents were dragging him towards until he'd be unable to stop himself from pleasuring them right then and there in class. He breezed absentmindedly through the first few problems before, inevitably, his pencil turned away from the formulas that he was supposed to be solving and instead began to doodle along the margins of the paper while lost in his depraved thoughts.\n\nDrawing was a skill he had only cultivated recently - having started when he needed to sketch how to properly sculpt the cock-snake's disguise - but found some measure of aptitude with. From there, he started to draw more general figures in his free time. It didn't take long for his innocent practice sketches to be tainted by his blossoming libido, however, and those life studies soon turned to depictions of those he had taken an `interest' in  -  but at least it provided ample motivation for him to keep up with the hobby. \n\nHe usually didn't have a live muse to inspire him while he did so, however. Nor a mind that barely cooperated on anything that wasn't the single minded need to [b]breed[/b], leaving him in a haze this time as his thoughts drifted further from reality...\n\n``Claz!'' A sharp, stern, and entirely unamused voice called out from directly in front of him, dragging the dragon teen from his stupor as effectively as a bucket of ice cold water dumped upon his scales.\n\n``Ah! Yes... Miss Tyllath?'' His red eyes focused upon the substitute staring at him, smoldering anger creeping into the edge of her expression as her iron-hued eyes met his. The juvenile dared to break the stare for but a moment to glance down at his paperwork and... oh.\n\nInstead of the little borderline drawings he thought he had idly drawn while his mind had wandered, his hand had instead sketched out various lewd drawings that were definitely not fit for school - most embarrassing of which were the ones that featured a dragoness very obviously inspired by the woman in front of him and himself fucking, or joined by other dragons his age in lavishing the young drawn stud with lurid devotion. His foreclaws quickly sat over the sordid paperwork, hoping desperately that the teacher hadn't noticed already.\n\n``If you've got time to goof around, I presume the class's `model' student has already finished, so what's the answer to Question 10?''\n\nQuestion 10..? Damnit, he was sure that he hadn't gotten that far into it before his mind drifted elsewhere! If he had a quick glance at it, he was sure he could give an answer - these were only introductions to limits, after all, nothing too difficult. But, to do that, he would have to move his claws off of the scandalous sketches he had made, which would almost certainly reveal his crime to the substitute!\n\n<<-4.>> Fas murmured mentally.\n\n``Negative four.'' He snapped back immediately after the suggestion. He had nothing else to lose, a guess was as good as another, so he might as well give the damn snake a chance to dig him out of the mess it had helped make!\n\n``That's... correct?'' The dragoness seemed slightly upset that he had gotten the answer right, even going so far as to flick her gaze to his immediate peers to see if she could catch anyone who might have slipped him the answer.\n\nClaz breathed a sigh of relief, believing that the worst of the confrontation was over. Only to be left quite unguarded when the substitute's forepaw reached forward and snatched the paper he was desperately concealing out from underneath his paws, crushing it into a ball against her palm in a movement swift enough that his sordid drawings couldn't be seen seen by another of the other students.\n\n``However, just because you finished doesn't give you an excuse to draw graphic images all over your assignment. I expect to see you after school to have a discussion about your behavior, young man. You'll also have to start again with a new piece of paper, and [i]this[/i] time, if I see so much as a single doodle on it, I'll give you a zero.''\n\n``Uh... Yes ma'am. Sorry ma'am,'' the teen replied  with a bashful grumble.\n\n<<Ooooh. Busted~>>\n\n<<...I think she likes us~>>\n\n<<After school... Alone... Her eyes are totally lingering~>>\n\n<<Remember. I've got dibs on breeding today, so she's mine!>>\n\n<<Just because you had to go stay in the sheath? [i]I[/i] had to wear that ridiculous sleeve, so I should get to breed for our first time!>>\n\n<<Quiet!>> Claz interrupted the two's mental bickering as he tried to focus on the new paper he was handed. <<If she's giving me detention for just sketching some naughty things, I doubt she's interested. Now let me get this practical done before you two get me expelled!>>\n\nThe young dragon sighed after the two's bickering had turned into a knowing, teasing snicker. Here he was hoping that he could see about pursuing one of the other girls he had started to get closer to once class ended. Now instead, he was going to be lectured by a fledgling teacher with a chip on her shoulder. Well, it could be worse - she wasn't calling his Dad into this for another mortifying conversation.\n\nClaz grumbled as he resumed sitting at his desk once more. Despite the fact that he was only here because of Miss Tyllath, the older dragoness was nowhere in sight. He could be doing so much more with his time rather than wait here for an off the books detention, especially since he didn't even have homework to focus on to at least make the time more productive! But, he knew that if he did leave, when she did inevitably show up his absence would no doubt lead to a very real report on his academic record, or worse, a call to his parents about his behavior in class. \n\nIt also didn't help that Fas and Cinus were simultaneously teasing him and sulking as well at their missed opportunities. It was especially hard to keep the two in check without anyone nearby to try and be decent for, making his mind especially fertile ground for their sordid suggestions to take root. Although he doubted that anything was going to come of it while they were there, he followed through with their suggestion to take the cock sleeve he had created from his pack and slip it underneath the cloth strap which ran over his groin, leaving a distinctive, draconic member shaped bulge beneath the fabric. For the moment, the pair of snakes remained dutifully within their sheath, leaving the scaled pouch damp with their idle arousal as they waited for their opportunity to slip into the disguise waiting for them.\n\nIf he was home, or at least somewhere relatively private, he would have tried to get the serpents to quiet down - at least for a time - by letting them hang free and work them to another release for their daily quota. But, since he wasn't, he had to do something else with his talons to stop them from inevitably sliding down to the demanding pair.\n\nSo out came his sketchbook. It was a simple thing, like any other an artistically leaning drake might pick up from the store. Claz had first picked it up a few weeks ago when he had started to hatch his plan for making the cock prosthetic. Thus, the first dozen or so pages were dedicated to studies of how normal dragon dicks were meant to look - using his illicit online browsing, or more candid fleeting glances at the other dragons in the lockers, for reference. From there, his rapidly advancing talent started to turn towards his idle fancies, filling the pages thereafter with sketches of dragonesses he or his two partners were thinking about whenever he was idle. Quite a few of which featured them in all manner of lurid positions and situations, whichever scenes his perverse imagination demanded be put to paper - all united by the boy's near overwhelming urge to [i]breed[/i]. \n\nAt least he wasn't sketching Fas and Cinus scoffing down dragon eggs, despite his mind drifting towards that event its fair share of times since the event. A lack of incriminating evidence that the young dragon was going to be [i]very[/i] thankful for, when he was interrupted from his latest lust haze fueled sketch by a now familiar, feminine cough just behind him!\n\n``Crap!'' Claz's hands [i]slammed[/i] his sketchbook shut, hoping vainly once again that she hadn't seen his latest drawing, before his long neck turned to sheepishly glance back towards the older dragoness' stern stare. ``Good afternoon, Miss Tyllath.''\n\nThe copper-scaled woman's unamused expression continued as she looked at the juvenile boy's sheepish face. ``I'm surprised you'd be drawing such things again, considering that's why you're here in the first place.''\n\n``I'm, um... Sorry?'' The red-red scaled teen replied with as earnest a look as he could. ``You were just taking a while to get here, and I didn't have any assignments to work on, so my mind just... wandered a bit.''\n\n``No assignments? I handed one out to class this morning that your regular teacher wanted you all to do.'' The skepticism in her voice and expression was evident.\n\n``I finished that already,'' he replied, quick to distract from his misdeeds by fetching the paper from his saddle bag to present to the substitute's waiting hands.\n\n``Well, you've managed to not draw smut on this one, at least.'' Her gaze turned away from him and towards the completed paper, glancing from answer to answer as the doubt on her face began to waver.\n\nClaz, meanwhile, couldn't help but take the opportunity to admire the larger dragon while she was distracted, thanks to a `helpful' nudge from his two mentally snickering serpents. She was definitely fetching, enough so that he imagined that many of his male peers might be gossiping about her after class had ended as well, although he didn't exactly belong into any of those social circles to know for sure. Perhaps all the whispers from the male student body behind her back had been part of the reason for her stern behavior..? He half wondered if the reason she had metaphorically thrown the book at him was to send a message to the other boys - what better target than the usual model for good behavior that no trespass would be overlooked?\n\nBut there was more to it than just her looks... Sure, his hormone riddled trio of brains would no doubt be admiring her for that alone, but even her scent was pleasant. Not just for the scent of her perfume, either. The natural aroma that lingered just underneath carried a familiar flavor to it that he smelled occasionally on the girls which started to talk to him recently. He found it... alluring, although he couldn't place why. Nor did he have the courage to ask any other dragons about it - considering he couldn't be certain noticing it wasn't another facet of his strange nature.\n\nWhich left him with only his best guess on what it might mean. A beckoning signal to the average dragon stud's nose that she was in season, perhaps? Or maybe that she was aroused and ready to ovulate when a suitable man was found? Those could be part of the equation that explained her attitude. Not only did she have other horny teens and young adults to contend with, she also had to balance her own hormonal call. A standoffish behavior would surely only be natural then, right..?\n\n``Everything seems to be in order...'' Tyllath eventually replied with an almost dissatisfied sigh, glancing over just after the teen's eyes had snapped back up to look at her eyes and not her body. ``Now what am I going to do with you? I had planned on making you do this for the rest of the hour.''\n\n<<We have some suggestions~>> Fas murmured in the back of his mind.\n\n``I, uh... Dunno? Whatever you want to do, Miss Tyllath. I could just sit at my desk and...''\n\n``Go back to drawing me in compromising poses?''\n\nDarnit, he wandered back into that conversational landmine! \n\nThe young dragon's face turned away from the prospective teacher while his tail gave an embarrassed wag against his hindlegs. ``I didn't mean to... I guess I was just bored and my mind wandered a bit... You're a very good looking dragoness, after all.''\n\n`Why did I throw that last bit in!?' Claz mentally admonished himself as he braced for another stern scolding from the older woman.\n\nBut, to his surprise, the only thing that came was a scoffing huff from the woman as she made her way back towards the teacher's desk with his paper in hand. Although, her tail seemed to not be so quick as the rest of her to depart, briefly lingering ever so slightly against his own before it was carted off with the curious sway from the substitute's step.\n\n``Well, since you're here, I may as well grade this and give you an opportunity to correct any wrong answers before it's turned in tomorrow.''\n\nHe couldn't help but raise an eye ridge. Wasn't that cheating in a way? Nevermind the fact that she was letting his statement about her appearance go unpunished, or that she hadn't given him any direction about what to do as she checked his answers! He wasn't about to question her decisions, either way. Instead, he opted to sit awkwardly at his desk as his talons idly tapped along his smutty artbook, trying to keep his mind focused on anything that wasn't the other dragon - despite how difficult Fas and Cinus were making such an endeavor.\n\n``Do you make a habit of drawing your teachers like that? It certainly doesn't match the notes Mysarr left about his students.'' Tyllath eventually broke the silence a minute later with a more amused expression upon her face. She didn't look away from his assignment sheet, however. Her red pen continued its slow journey down the document, leaving a line of check marks in its wake for each correct solution.\n\n``No... I mean... I've only really started drawing in the last few weeks anyway after needing it for a... project.''\n\n``What sort of project?''\n\n``A... personal one,'' the budding dragon stud murmured, not wanting to reveal anything more.\n\n``Well... It seems like you've definitely got a talent for it. It would be better if you didn't draw such scandalous material in school, but... I suppose drakes your age are usually thinking with your `other' head, aren't they?''\n\n``Understatement of the century,'' Claz grumbled back, casting a side eye towards his own crotch, and the silently hissing snakes squirming excitedly for their opportunity.\n\nShe gave a playful laugh, once again taking the teenage dragon off guard, before she finally slid the paper towards the side of the desk that faced him. ``Well, despite your erratic behavior, your academic prowess is as spot on as Mysarr said, full marks.''\n\n``You know, you should try hosting some study sessions with some of the other students in class that could use it.'' She continued, with her gaze lingering on him as she rested her head against a foreclaw. ``I bet it would make you pretty popular... both with the boys and the girls.''\n\n``I've... Been thinking of it, yeah. A few of the other students have started asking me to... help them out, at least.'' Claz replied as he stood up from behind his desk and moved to the front of the empty class so he could retrieve his paper, absentmindedly folding his sketchbook underneath a foreleg as he did so.\n\n``Some of the female ones, I take it?'' The substitute teased with a knowing giggle. She leaned forward to stare at the flustered, virgin dragon with an amused smirk before continuing. ``Heaven knows, if I had a boy like you at my school, I'd probably be raising my first clutch by now~''\n\nHis tail immediately flicked against the ground in a flustered motion. Of all the off handed comments she could have made, [i]that[/i] was the one that she chose!? He could barely restrain the pair of serpents at the best of times, and now that [i]that[/i] topic had been broached it was impossible! His awkwardness would be plainly visible towards the older dragon as he averted her gaze again, as if that would somehow hide the thoughts her tease brought rolling through his head.\n\n``I bet you'd look even better with a clutch... I mean, I bet your hatchlings would look just as good as you- No wait, I mean... I'm not digging myself out of this one, am I?'' He groaned, plucking up his paper and making to return to his desk with a mortified expression.\n\n``No, probably not,'' she replied with another soft giggle, before interrupting his attempt to skulk away by tapping a foreclaw against the teacher's desk between them. ``Well, since your assignment is done, why don't you show me that book of yours? It must be pretty important to you if you carry it with you everywhere~?''\n\nThe juvenile dragon froze from those words, yet the excitement that welled from the two snakes at the prospect once again overrode the standoffish behavior he was more used to displaying. ``Ah... This..? It's... Not exactly school appropriate...''\n\n``I figured,'' the woman murmured with a coy smile, quite the opposite from the professional grimace she had worn during class. ``But, considering it's after hours and there's no other students around to see... I suppose I can let that go... Just this once~''\n\n<<Go on~ She probably likes how you drew her~>>\n\n<<Who wouldn't want to have caught the eye of a handsome young stud like you~? That's why she wanted you here, alone... with no one to see what happens~>>\n\n<<Settle up nice and close to her~ Then, we can take [i]good[/i] care of her needs~>>\n\nClaz was skeptical of her offer, and even more suspicious of his cocks' goading; the situation just seemed too outlandish to him. Yet no matter how his rational mind approached it, the instincts stoked by those pair of serpents had full control over his impulses - nevermind their mental nudges that left him flustered all by themselves. \n\nWith a single nod, the teen slid up alongside the older dragoness's side, just close enough that the tips of his folded wings brushed against her own, before hesitantly placing his sketchbook of sordid fantasies in front of her.\n\n``Have you shown anyone else this book, yet~?''\n\n``N- No, not yet, at least. Some of the other students occasionally peek over if I'm sketching during lunch, but nothing like... this.''\n\n``Here I thought I'd hardly be your first in any regard.'' Another giggle, another teasing barb which made the young dragon's talons clench eagerly against the floor, and all while he was close enough for his nostrils to once more indulge in the scent of her alluring fertility.\n\nJust why was she acting so different? The question danced across his mind, before he considered the very aroma that was making his libido impossible to resist. Could he have been having a similar effect upon [i]her[/i]? He had found it strange how, ever since the day those two had appeared, he had started to become more popular. Sure, it helped that he was starting to be less introverted now that he had such an overwhelming, biological goal to pursue, but he had started to notice how many of the female dragons at his school had started to approach him. Even after he declined their veiled invites to not risk exposure before Fas and Cinus's `disguise' was ready, they still pursued him.\n\nWhy not, he contemplated silently while the older dragon began to study the first few pages of his work, lined corner to corner with a variety of different penile studies. If he was a paragon of budding dragon masculinity - at least if his size, strength, and intellect for his age was anything to go by - why wouldn't the pheromones most dragons couldn't consciously detect also be just as potent~?\n\n<<Trust us~ You can do this!>>\n\n<<You've just got to relax and lean into it~ There's no need to fight it...>>\n\n<<This is what you want~ This is what [i]we[/i] want... This is what she wants~>>\n\n<<You know she'll be better off with a belly full of our superior hatchlings over some other dragon's~>>\n\n``Embellished the sizes of these have you? Hope you weren't using videos you're not meant to be looking at to compare,'' Tyllath teased again as she gingerly thumbed through some of the later sketches that began to incorporate talons or hip shots to compare how the sleeve would look on his body.\n\n``I, uh... Actually I used myself for the... size reference.'' Claz's gaze had started to linger on the copper dragoness more, wandering over the silver streaks which adorned the baser metal sheen. \n\nRelax, huh... With how much the snakes were beginning to strain and jostle from within his mug-thick sheath, it was pretty much impossible to `relax', but... He could definitely lean into it a bit more, encouraging him to tenderly brush his wings and tail against the larger dragon's own to see how she responded.\n\n``What!?'' The playfully reserved demeanor the adult dragon had worn cracked, replaced with a look of skeptical surprise and desire as her eyes met his. ``I highly doubt that. I know all of you boys like to compete on size, but...''\n\nHer scrutinizing stare returned, looking over the teen for any hint of uncertainty or deception in his expression. But, when all she found was the boy's initial bashfulness laced with his growing confidence, her curiosity got the better of her. Her tail coiled around its smaller partner from the other dragon, tepidly sliding along the lad's inner thigh until it rubbed across the wide cloth straps that left the teen looking downright conservative compared to his peers, stroking along the tent made by the prosthetic trapped against his sheath. ``...Oh...''\n\nHe hardly needed Fas and Cinus to tell him to take advantage of the opening her surprise gave him. His tail mirrored her movements, slipping against the base of her's before creeping cautiously along the older dragon's thighs until the side of his limb brushed over her needy slit. He pressed in closer, too, brushing his shoulder against her foreleg so that he could slip underneath her relaxing wings, even daring to nuzzle along the nape of her neck.\n\n<<No! I had to sit out earlier! [i]I[/i] get to breed her!>> \n\nIt seemed he wasn't the only one making his move at the moment as Cinus squabbled with its sibling. Fas seemed to have tried to steal the other serpent's position in that sleeve, but, fortunately for the dutiful snake, he managed to wrestle his brother out of the way. Slithering free from his sheath, the serpent nestled its head into the start of its disguise before sliding in as the taut fabric held the toy in place. Fortunately, the jostling shift of the prosthetic against the dragoness's tail seemed to be considered nothing more than an eager twitch from the teen's tool, especially as the dripping drool from Cinus's lips trickling through the shaft to make a damp splotch appear near its fake tip.\n\n<<You better not screw this up! [i]I[/i] was the one that practiced wearing it, after all!>>\n\n``There's a reason I try to hide it with this saddlepack...'' He half lied with a murmur, leaving the siblings to continue to bicker while he pursued the more important task of seducing the fiery copper dragoness.\n\nIt was her turn to look a bit more bashful, turning her attention back towards his art that had been the excuse for luring him to her side. Turning the pages further, the penis studies he had begun with started to broaden to encompass the idle fantasies he had brought to life on paper. The women he fancied, both peer and adult. The athletic girls of the sport's team, Mrs. Choseor, some of his teachers, and of course, in the last few pages, Miss Tyllath. The last page he had been working on in particular was a spread shot of the dragoness sprawled on her back, hind legs spread, the desire she held evident in her drawn expression as she stared up from the page.\n\n``I- I see...'' She replied, quietly, seeming uncertain of what words to pick whilst leaning back against the smaller male. ``You also seem to be quite the... busy... dragon if these drawings are anything to go by...''\n\nClaz shook his head dismissively before nestling himself flush against the woman. His head trailed along her neck, craning its way up to gently rumble his next words against her ear with all the confidence wrought by the two encouraging snake-dicks and the (unbeknownst to him) four testes they shared. ``I've, uh... not been with anyone yet in that way... But I would be honored if a beautiful dragoness like you would be my first.''\n\n<<That's the charmer we always knew you were~>>\n\n``I... I mean. We shouldn't, but...'' The dragoness's eyes flicked towards the door which led to the classroom. The chances of anyone coming by after school hours was remote, yet the chance wasn't exactly zero either. The risk that they would be discovered, and the damage it would do to her career that was just getting started, weighed against the pleasure that the strapping young stud offered, and the allure that very danger he held upon her psyche.\n\n``But~?''\n\n<<Time to go in for the kill~>>\n\nClaz leaned his weight against the larger dragon, freeing one of his foreclaws to slip down and shift the straps of his saddle down and allow the sleeve-adorned serpent to spring free. All seventy-centimeters of excited snake - plus some change for the false tapered tip extending past its head - swung forth, `flexing' due to the quivering movements of the hidden prehensile shaft within.\n\nThe sight of that impressive tool in the corner of the dragoness's eyes wasn't the only weapon he deployed against her. The real thrust was the scent of the two dripping serpents trapped all this time finally spilling out in all its potent splendor. The aroma tickled against the fertile female's nostrils, causing her to pant in reflex to imbibe more of the chemical promise of virility, rousing her normally subdued and tamed libido into a blazing inferno.\n\n``Al- alright...'' Miss Tyllath murmured, briefly returning Claz's nuzzling affections before breaking away from the young male. \n\nNot to put an end to this encounter like she should have done. Instead, she braced herself against the teacher's desk in front of him, sparing only a moment's thought to push the adolescent's sketchbook safely off to the side before laying her chest against the low table whilst her wings drooped over its sides Her hind legs kept her rear quarters hiked up, her tail lifted to one side in a courting display, exposing her eager sex - damp with her moist excitement and beckoning for him to answer its need.\n\nIt was actually happening. Those fancies he had been consumed by since his peculiar adolescence had sprung to life right in front of him. Claz lingered for but a moment, burning the sight of his first offering herself to his memory as both of his snakes [i]writhed[/i] in excitement. The pair let loose, flooding his blood with hedonistic inspiring endorphins strong enough to send a shudder running through his body, and bring an eager pant to his maw.\n\n``Well..? It's bad to make a girl wait, you know~'' The substitute coaxed him further with another tease. Her body joined in, giving another inviting sway as she waited for the lad to claim his prize.\n\n``Ah, right! ...Sorry,'' the young and eager stud replied, quickly moving to mount the larger dragon. He leaned his chest against her back, whilst his foreclaws wrapped around her midsection to tug himself in close against her scales, nestling his hips underneath her tail so that he could drag his disguised shaft across her sex. The copious pre oozing from the fake tip left a glistening trail across her copper scales in its wake, spreading its warmth to her body and the spongy rubber sleeve.\n\nThe sentient prick lined itself up with the sex waiting just in front of it but didn't dive in immediately, instead deciding to take its time and savor every moment~ The blinded tool squirmed against her lips, teasing both of the dragons with the brushing contact until Claz's patience swiftly reached its end. Slipping a forepaw back, the young stud reached around his lover's hips to take his disobedient tool in hand and hold it fast against her twitching lips.\n\nA shiver ran through his body as he barely constrained the impulse to slam his hips forward. Instead, he managed to ensure that his hips moved with a more measured tempo, pushing his hefty `dragon rod' forward by just a few centimeters. Just enough for that tapered start to begin steadily stretching her lovely folds along its slick artificial skin. He could feel the tension in her body as she adjusted to his incredible size, as well as the feeling of his incredible productivity trickling over her inner walls as he sunk deeper in. Until, as his hips advanced enough that he could start to feel the warmth of her body wrap around his shaft proper even through his adornment, Tyllath gave a calling gasp just as her slit and back relaxed against him - leaving her open for the boy's rutting thrust into the first of many mates, sinking himself in as deep as he could with one press~\n\nA moan briefly wrung from the woman's maw before she silenced her lustful noises by clamping her talons over her snout, leaving her to beckon her young lover to continue with muffled notes and the lurid look she shot back towards him instead. Claz found that expression impossible to turn his red eyes away from. Even as his snout parted and his maw wrapped around the back of her long neck to clamp down in a mating hold along with his clenching talons, his stare didn't divert from her alluring expression. Yet, despite its hold, the vast majority of his attention wasn't focused upon what he saw, but rather, what he [i]felt[/i]. More specifically, how [i]good[/i] it felt.\n\nEvery teasing, encouraging, and prodding statement his two snake-cocks had given him since they awakened about breeding had, if anything, [i]undersold[/i] how amazing the deed was. The sensation of grinding one of his shafts into a hole - even with the sleeve on - was far better than anything his hand or maw had been able to elicit. Nothing could ever hope to match how the dragoness's cunt squeezed every time it was rammed forward by his hips, nor the warmth which permeated across Cinus the longer and deeper he ground the stiff serpent in.\n\nIn fact, the only thing that rivaled the pleasure he felt from the act he was performing was when he had allowed the two to devour that clutch of dragon eggs - a realization which just made the adolescent teen quite excited, considering how much easier it would be to seduce a dragoness than find unguarded clutches. He quickly succumbed to a hedonistic fury, utterly consumed with the thought of leaving the attractive teacher with a clutch growing within her belly. His thoughts turned to how her womb would no doubt play host to a full clutch of six fertilized eggs just like his own. Eggs that would hatch and grow, with at least a few of their number hopefully spawning boys that would be just as strong, just as smart, just as virile, just as superior to the other dragons as himself and his mysterious sire. Hatchlings that, when they reached his nascent, fledgling age of maturity, would likewise be awakened to their genetic inheritance, guided by their own set of living, procreation-crazed ids, until they found themselves in the same blissful situation as he did now, spreading his genes wider than he could have by himself.\n\nNo wonder, then, with his mind so distracted by his rutting haze, that his authority upon the other of his serpents slipped. It took a measure of discipline even with his morning training routines to get either of his living shafts to stay within his sheath while he was feeding their brother, let alone while in the middle of losing his virginity and answering the very biological call they embodied. Without his inhibitions holding it back, and the desk Tyllath sprawled across ensuring it was securely out of sight, Fas took his opportunity to slip free, peeking his precum drooling, tongue flicking snout from the fat, bloated sheath still trapped along with his spheres underneath the pack saddles' belt.\n\nThe naughty snake-cock was cautious at first, ensuring that no one had slipped in to watch the sordid affair take place, or that Claz would notice (or care) to scold the mischievous length back into hiding. But, when its owner's only retort to it daring to flout its training was the ever increasing, ever more vigorous thrusts into his first cunt, the lurid, spunk dripping snake slid out to its full over half-meter long glory! Its first act of rebellious freedom was to turn its fangs to the wide cloth straps which still concealed the majority of the dragon's loins, blasphemously keeping their heavy, virile gonads concealed even in the middle of this sacred moment. An affront to the font of their virility that Fas was not going to allow. The large, seventy-centimeter long serpent twisted about until the straps were pried down to allow the boy's sack to finally flop free, swaying through the air with every buck from the dragon's ever more confident hips.\n\nThose virile scaled gonads being free was just the start, although one that the snake momentarily revealed in as its spunk sputtering maw briefly lavished a slithering lick and slurp across both scaled spheres. Unlike its brother, who was as utterly enraptured as their owner with the pleasure it felt, the neglected serpent only felt a diluted after image of that bliss reflected through a loosely shared mindscape of their owner. A situation that Fas was not going to allow to go unaddressed as its precum glazed head bumped against Claz's hand which lingered nearby after guiding its lucky brother into place. The teen's grip immediately answered the touch by wrapping around the sensitive snake, blindly squeezing and stroking along his second prick as the demanding serpent spat long rivulets of pre across the desk and floor in front of it.\n\n<<So close~!>> Cinus mentally purred, coaxing the rutting stud to stride those last few steps to their peak. <<Time to become a father~>>\n\nClaz answered with a low, rumbling growl, the vibration from which coursed up along his throat until it traveled along his fangs against Tyllath's neck. He knew the serpent was right. He could feel the same tension within his balls that always accompanied his particularly copious releases, even as they bounced against Fas's root with each of his bucks.\n\n<<Give it to her! Every last centimeter! Every last drop!>> Fas rumbled as it mentally spoke, barely constraining itself from hissing its exalting suggestion. Although the flustered, moaning, and almost as thoroughly addled dragoness wasn't likely to catch such a tease in her current state regardless. <<Claim her womb to make sure our seed takes!>>\n\nClaim her womb? The idea immediately appealed, but that was only to be expected considering their desires were one and the same. But there was something more to it, something deeply instinctual that the boy did not quite yet understand with this being his first time. A powerful, primal calling demanded Cinus nestle itself far deeper than any normal dragon could reach! \n\nYet he was vaguely aware that his thrusts hadn't sunk himself into those desired depths despite his determined efforts. All he knew was that the first few fake centimeters of the snake's flexible disguise must have been grinding against something which barred him from sinking in deeper. Yet a little detail like that didn't seem to mean anything compared to the need boiling through his blood which refused to acquiesce to the barrier in front of them, only redoubling its demands the more excited he grew.\n\n``Miss Tyll... I'm going to...'' What little kernel of rationality still bouncing around his virility-controlled mind announced his impending climax with a huff, before following with a question that would answer the quandary before him. ``...Where should I..?''\n\n``...Inside!'' Tyllath squeaked between heated breaths, not realizing what she had said until the word had left her lips, and by then it was far too late to take those words back.\n\nThe young stud immediately answered with one final thrust, throwing every ounce of his strength into it as all his lusts came to a head. His forepaw squeezing against her chest raked its talons along her copper scales as it tugged her into his buck, trying to ensure his hips ground flush against her rump before his valuable seed spilled forth. \n\nThe force from his hind legs, and her own body hiked into the act, proved to be enough for his sleeve adorned serpent to sink past the dragoness's cervix at last. The shrouded head peeked past the weakened barrier whose strength had been undermined by the hormones loaded in the plentiful arousal which dripped from the creature's maw - another curious tidbit of his alien anatomy he would have to discover. \n\nThe discipline and training Claz had tried to instill into his serpents over the last week were found sorely lacking compared to their deeply engrained instincts, as no sooner had the serpent finally reached the egg chamber than the prick surged the rest of the way from its sheath! The pink faux-cock disappeared entirely past the woman's entrance, as iron-red and black scales ground against her spasming folds.\n\nClaz couldn't care less about the risk of discovery caused by the slipup, however, especially with how his bare cock-scales felt against her warm, wet folds as he rolled the serpent in again and again. The surprised, yet oh so satisfied groan the woman gave out in response to finding herself so utterly filled as his hips ground against hers once again just added more fuel to his lurid fire.\n\nThe last of the adolescent stud's wits surrendered to the ride of pleasure and need, throwing himself into his climax as his virility poured forth from his groin. The only thing he cared about was the feeling of his shaft plundering the very depths of his substitute teacher's fertility, while Cinus quivered beneath the reflexively squeezing hold of both her cervix and cunt upon its length. Without thought his fangs clamped tightly against the scaled scruff of the dragoness's neck, biting down hard enough to leave a mating mark upon her scales for all to see. Meanwhile, his productive testes began to pulse, flexing with a curious, bigeminal rhythm. The peculiarity escaped Claz's attention while he rode the highs of pleasure from his first successful rut, focused instead entirely upon the feeling of freshly brewed snake-cocked sperm being pumped from his gonads. His seed crashed against the walls of her womb, belched from the serpent's maw in a seemingly unending flow - while another torrent doused the side of her desk thanks to Fas and the clenching hold he held it in.\n\nThe young stud's thoughts, his desires and the impulses the snakes stoked, all of it felt like they were crystalizing within his mind. [i]This[/i] was what he was made for. His strength and intelligence, even his creativity - everything that he had once taken pride in that made him so exceptional compared to the normal dragons around him - were nothing but means to this end of biological courtship. They were tools that, unbeknownst to him, had evolved for the exceptionally more competitive world his father hailed from. \n\nThe realization was sharp and immediate, and undeniably true within his developing ego as he entered adulthood. The tenuous sense of belonging he had with his peers had finally snapped beneath the strain of overt reality and instinct, replaced instead with a new self-image cultivated underneath Fas and Cinus's guidance. \n\nHis breath seethed over his scale-clamping teeth as his thoughts ordered themselves after his self-discovery. He stared down at the prostrated substitute still trying desperately to muffle her moans with her talons with fresh eyes. The authority she had once held over him in his mind was gone, swept aside to be replaced with a sense that this was the only right and proper outcome of this encounter between them.\n\nA sense of self-satisfied bravado filled his chest from seeing the state `Miss Tyllath' was in, both from the accomplishment of how thoroughly pleased she looked after he flooded her womb, as well as from the certainty he had that his seed would take. He knew that the half-dozen eggs her body held ripe for his picking would soon be swarmed by his potent hybrid sperm. The thick protective membranes coating the ova that normal male gametes would struggle to penetrate would do little to hold back the vessels of his superior genes, let alone the advancing tide all seeking to be the lucky ones to succeed that laughable challenge.\n\nHis contemplations continued with a fond rumble, releasing his possessive grip to instead let his talons stroke lovingly above the cavern now filled to the brim with his thick, alabaster essence. In nearly a year's time she would lay his clutch. The next generation of promiscuous, virile snake-cocked males would join him in scouring the paternal lines of inferior males, competing amongst themselves to see who would breed the most wombs and crush their inferior rivals' unhatched progeny within their serpents' maws. It was only natural, after all~\n\nThere would be one last surprise for Claz before the catalyst of his domineering self actualization was over. Just as it felt like his climax was starting to taper off to its end, a new, euphoric bliss suddenly welled from his loins to take its place, except this new sensation of release only traveled up along Cinus's scaled length. Most peculiar of all, unlike the previous jolts of pleasure which coaxed him to slam in as deep and as hard as he could manage, this one came with an impulse to pull out. His hips dutifully followed their biological imperative, dragging the serpent from the womb it had intruded until the snake's head was lined up with the quivering, cum inundated entrance to her egg chamber. Only then did Cinus's maw part, allowing the muscles of its throat to pump long ropes of liquid - far thicker, and far more pleasurable to produce - from its maw. Whatever the strange new gunk was, its effect was immediate, gluing itself against the clamping walls to seal the jizz still trapped after the cock creature's withdrawal, bringing an end to the rivulets of adolescent spunk which poured forth around his half-buried tool whenever the substitute's belly flexed from her writhing stupor.\n\nIt was just another in a long line of fascinating discoveries for the newly fledged man to figure out later. For now, he focused on the moment, sliding free from his first's sex to leave only a few trickles of spunk to escape from her undammed and quivering slit as he did so. The mess flowed down her thighs to join with the streaks of white that the other serpent had left in the wake of its climax, pooling together on the floor in a cooling puddle between their hind claws. It took another second for him to release the grip his fangs held on his mate, his tongue doing what it could to soothe the welts left in their wake. Then, at last, the hand that had helped Fas along in his mischief now turned to wrangle his assets back beneath the wide straps of his pack - despite the fact that the cloth strap was thoroughly soaked in their musky mess.\n\n``I may have gotten carried away and made a... bit of a mess. Sorry, Miss Tyllath,'' he murmured, stepping away to give a nuzzling brush of affection against the other dragon's head as he did so. While he no longer intrinsically held her as a social superior to himself anymore, he knew to feign the role this society believed he should have - to do otherwise would risk ostracizing him from the community he sought to take mates from.\n\n``I- I could feel that...'' \n\nHe could tell she was conflicted - desire, pleasure, and hedonistic depravity dominated in the older woman's mind, but the shame of fraternizing with one of her students was already starting to percolate back to the top of her consciousness. Embarrassment was rife within her expression, signaling that the younger dragon shouldn't try his luck with a kiss despite his curiosity to indulge in the act. \n\nFunny, he thought with a pleased sway of his tail, he was no doubt a father without ever having properly kissed a woman.\n\n``Damn it... What will people think if they found out I let a 20-year-old whelp fuck me... One of my charges, no less...'' She groaned. Yet, the flex in her talons, nevermind her slick, inflamed lips still dripping with his seed, betrayed her excitement at the taboo situation she had found herself in.\n\n``Eh..? Oh, yeah, of course.'' Claz replied with a proud grin. He briefly debated on if he should correct her about his age and inform him about the grades he had skipped, but... the poor substitute was already flustered enough, did he [i]really[/i] need to drive that dagger home~? \n\nTyllath groaned, hiding her face behind her claws again whilst her tail whisked behind her. ``Seriously, just how are you that hung already? Let alone be the best fuck I've hard...''\n\nClaz replied with a knowing grin. ``Good genes?''\n[center]* * *[/center]\n``Why didn't we get to have some fun with her~?''\n\n``You know she was interested~ The way she eyed you up... You could have easily made sure the clutch she was carrying was ours instead of whatever dragon got to her before us!''\n\n``We don't get our maws on clutches like that often, either. So early into their gestation... A nice, gooey meal~''\n\nThe two cock-snakes hissed grumpily, staring up at their owner with irritated flicks of their forked tongues. They were giant things, easily a meter in length each, with scales that were a perfect, sleek coat of iron black.\n\nAs impressive as they were, their owner was even more so. He was a mature dragon, nearing the prime of his adulthood and large enough to rival some females in size at his three-meter length. His scales were an unblemished coat of uniform gold, broken only by adornments of platinum - a display of wealth that few dragons could hope to achieve. \n\nNo wonder, then, that the young woman who had been referred to him couldn't help but take interest in him. Easy pickings, as most of his clients were.\n\n``Because of this,'' Azhimet smiled, calling Li and Ber's attention towards the ultrasound she had come in for. ``There's a reason why I made sure to keep an ear out for any dragoness reporting unusual abdominal swelling, remember~''\n\n``Hiss... Because any of our kids who start breeding wouldn't be able to help themselves around so many eager mates...'' Li ruminated as its beady eyes stared at the screen along with its twin.\n\n``They'd fill up a dragoness's womb, then plug it shut... leaving all that nutrient rich hatchling batter to accelerate egg development...'' Ber followed along.\n\n``Which means that any woman that wasn't getting their clutch replaced would find their pregnancy progressing quite quickly. Then, whether out of concern for their eggs, or because of the unusual swelling in their abdomen, they'd get it checked out to make certain nothing was wrong.'' The dragon ruminated with a pleased rumble, letting the pride he felt vibrate audibly from his throat.\n\nHe stroked his claws over his pair of lengths as they continued to examine the work of one of his sons. The grainy black and white screen was enough for his trained eye to discern the clear signs of a cuckoo dragon clutch. A fluid filled womb which was a rich bed for the six zygotes growing within, held in place by the thick wall of a mating-plugged cervix that tried to ensure the developing clutch went undisturbed despite the predations of its rivals. \n\nLi or Ber would certainly be able to plunder their way past any adolescent's seal, and if he was back on his home world, he might have let them scoff down his own son's eggs. But here, well... He believed that level of hyper competitive courtship could wait a few generations. After all, there were plenty of females to go around, even after nearly two decades of spreading his progeny across the globe.\n\n``One of our hatchlings became a man~!'' Ber eventually purred, its lips drooling alongside its brother in depraved excitement.\n\n``There's our boy~''\n\n``No doubt why she was so bashful when I told her she was pregnant,'' Azhimet interjected with a chuckle. A boy starting to rut at that age was typical for his kind, although most of their eggs were typically the meals for their older, more developed rivals. But, amongst these less equipped, less evolved dragons..? It was certainly a scandalous affair for her to be involved in~\n\n``They could screw up and be discovered!'' Li piped up with a hiss of voiced concern.\n\n``Well, that's bound to happen sooner or later. But, any boy of mine will no doubt be smart, and thus, cautious,'' Az replied with a smug grin. ``Besides, we've spent all these years laying the groundwork to make their acceptance a bit easier... Well, at least when it comes to their overt fecundity and external testes.''\n\n``Whose hatchling do you think it was~?'' One of them asked the important question with bubbling, pre drooling words.\n\n``Let's see... Her record says she's a teacher... No doubt a substitute getting some experience before she can get a permanent position considering her age... The district she works in is... Oh.'' \n\nHis lips twisted into a pleased smile - that was a location he hadn't been to in a while. Not since he had first arrived on this planet all those years ago. What an eventful day that was... Crash landing on a new world, finding his footing, the fetching dragoness whose clutch he had replaced without either of the parents noticing.\n\nThere were only two females he had bred before he moved on, not wanting to linger nearby as the authorities began to expand their investigation into the strange wreck they had discovered. So he couldn't be sure it was hers, but...\n\n``The gift we gave Maisias might have finally blossomed~'' Ber hissed with growing anticipation. ``Can we find him!? The first of our sons here!''\n\n``I must admit, I am curious...'' Azhimet agreed, although it did mean he had to take one of his hands off of his pricks to investigate. \n\nSure enough, they quickly became irate at having to share a single set of talons to stroke over them both in turn. Fortunately his search didn't take long. Six hatchling clutches might have been a growing trend thanks to his efforts, but back then they were local news stories. A town search, Maisias's name, some key words... There. A small story in some archive about her clutch.\n\nHe was in luck: the fluff piece mentioned the fate of the eggs. Three females adopted out, but the boy she kept... And Joiret and her had even decided to share their son's name during the interview paper... Claz.\n\n``Claz... Azhimet... Do you think she named him somewhat after us~?'' Ber teased with a rumble.\n\n``There's no way she'd know that he was ours. But... I suppose I did leave an impression upon them both,'' the gold dragon murmured with increasing paternal pride. True, he had sired thousands (and many times more thanks to his seed bank donations) before he left on that ill fated mission, most of which were the same age as young Claz or a bit older. The males had likely sired quite a few clutches already and made him a grandfather many times over, but the eggs he sired here would be the only ones he'd get to see grow and become adults of their own.\n\nHe had a name now, and a location. He could probably find the school records from there, especially if his boy had made a name for himself in any academic or athletic competitions. A few minutes of searching, and...\n\n``Found you~'' Azhimet purred as he pulled up an image of a hatchling still sporting rust-iron scales. ``Hmm... I'm sure you and I are going to have to have a talk soon enough, kiddo. But until then, I'll leave you to get your footing on your own. Best of luck, my boy... Although I know you won't need it if you take after me~''\n\n",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>Claz had always been an early riser. It was a habit that he had picked up from his mother&#039;s early morning routine thanks to her work at the hospital, meaning he and his two sisters had to get up early too if they wished to enjoy breakfast while it was still warm. It was even more true now that he had a more `innate&#039; alarm clock which stirred him awake even earlier. His two crotch companions - and the partners in crime that served as the personifications of his budding libido - Fas and Cinus.<br /><br />As far as he knew, they made him different from the rest of his draconic peers. Most, if not all, of his kind possessed slits that were hard to differentiate from male or female until their slender dicks sprung forth. But, in his case, ever since his self exploration a couple of weeks ago, and a few... healthy-sized protein rich meals... the slit he had known for most of his life had developed into a hefty scaled pouch, and, beneath that, a giant pair of hanging spheres too large for him to fit within his quadrupedal forepaws. Most outlandish of all, however, were those twin `buddies&#039; of his - a pair of snake-shaped phalluses which sprouted from his sheath before sunrise every morning demanding to get off after his balls had brewed enough seed to leave them feeling achingly full.<br /><br />``Ssss... I don&#039;t want to,&#039;&#039; Cinus complained begrudgingly, hissing with just the start of its fat head peeking forth from his sheath. His `brother&#039; Fas, meanwhile, sprouted in all of its glory - 70-centimeters of thick, dusty red and black tinted scaled snake-cock towered from his crotch like a living fountain. Glossy, off-clear precum trickled from the snake&#039;s lips, tumbling down the prehensile shaft while one of the adolescent&#039;s hands struggled to stroke along its broad girth. <br /><br />They had grown so much in the little time he had known them. When they had first appeared he could comfortably wrap his talons around their breadth as he indulged his pleasures, but since they had gotten their fanged maws on their first few meals it now took both of his hands to properly wrap around just one length. Although, he considered as he eyed the large alien prick, a female dragon - or at least an adult one - with their larger comparative size might just barely manage to touch their talons around one of their girths.<br /><br />``It&#039;s your turn,&#039;&#039; Claz scolded with a curt whisper as he dutifully attended to the other snake. ``Fas did it last time, now it&#039;s your turn. You <em>do</em> want to get the reward, right?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The reward, in this case, was the mandarin-sized eggs he had raided from the kitchen fridge before either of his parents had woken up. It had become apart of his new morning schedule; be awoken by the pair of sentient dicks at full mast and quivering for release before making an utter mess of his belly and chest scales with the climax his large gonads could produce, a quick wipe down with the paper towels he was burning a not-insignificant amount of his allowance on, then a fridge raid and `morning&#039; training. Whichever serpent was allowed to stand at full mast for the second release got one egg, but the brother who had to practice staying within his sheath whilst the other got to play got two. He&#039;d thought that that would be enough to get them to cooperate, but instead they both played up whenever it was their turn to take a step back.<br /><br />``Keep this up, and I&#039;ll give all your eggs to Fas and let him be the one on deck to breed today,&#039;&#039; the young drake continued with a sterner, quiet growl, hoping that the threat would cajole the slithering phallus into compliance! True, trying to get the pair to cooperate unless it was for their interests was always an uphill battle, but if they wanted any shot at scoring with a woman, rather than being carted off to some medical lab to be experimented upon, they were going to have to learn to forgo immediate gratification for longer term gains!<br /><br />``...Three eggs.&#039;&#039; Cinus bargained with a beady eyed stare. Despite the developing dragon&#039;s best attempts at mimicking his parents&#039; firm glares, the snake refused to back down, maintaining his position whilst nestled against the base of its twin.<br /><br />``If he gets three, I want at least two~&#039;&#039; Fas chimed in, making the situation even worse!<br /><br />``F- Fine! You can each have an extra one when I get home! Alright?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Hmmph...&#039;&#039; The snake-dick huffed as if it was an indignant hatchling before finally slinking back into their holster. He could still spy the somewhat distinctive shape of the serpent&#039;s head through the shape of the scaled pocket, but a strange lump in an even stranger, distinctly un-draconic sheath was the least of his worries at the moment.<br /><br />``Finally...&#039;&#039; Claz sighed wistfully before settling onto his back, finally turning his undivided attention towards the single snake shaft still demanding his focus. <br /><br />His hand that had been idly stroking along the slick, precum lathered length continued its work to keep the snake entertained, smearing the essence drooling from the creature&#039;s lips back along its rust-red scales. Which left his other hand free to pick up one of the eggs he had fetched and bring it to the standing serpent&#039;s maw. The writhing beast turned its head towards the offering with a satisfied hiss, slathering the oval shell in their productive spunk as its tongue ran over the delicious treat. The phallic creature&#039;s fangs wrapped around its reward in short order, swallowing the morsel whole with one lurid gulp!<br /><br />``D- damn.&#039;&#039; He still wasn&#039;t used to that sensation despite weeks of daily feedings to keep the pair from misbehaving too much. The young dragon hissed as the familiar pleasure that came from indulging the snake&#039;s hunger shot through his groin - a shiver-inducing euphoria which followed in the wake of the serpent&#039;s voracious tribute traveling along its gullet. <br /><br />When he had first fed the pair after their incessant demands, the domestic beast eggs left a visible bulge along their descent, even after their powerful throat muscles had crushed their meals into a slurry of protein, fat, and egg shells. Now, however, after the growth they had undertaken thanks to Mrs. Choseor&#039;s... unplanned donation... the serpents were so large that the only trace of its passage was the tensing flex of Fas&#039;s swallowing throat, despite the fact it had yet to crush it! It was just another reminder of the immense growth the two had undergone in the time since he had known them, as if he needed that with how far they now stretched along his torso compared to when they had just sprouted.<br /><br />It was more than their size, too... Their colors had darkened after their cannibalistic feast, taking on a blacker sheen that was starting to displace the muddy red of hatchling scales that the rest of him still possessed. He contemplated for a moment, as he watched, just how much further they would change if he scavenged another bunch of dragon eggs for them to scoff down - a notion which enhanced the lurid pleasure he felt as the vivid, pleasurable memories of devouring that clutch replayed in his mind again, as well as the alluring call of enhanced virility that would come from snuffing out those eggs&#039; hopes of ever hatching. It was fortunate that no other dragons had laid since then, his more rational thoughts contemplated. He doubted he&#039;d have been able to help himself, and two clutches disappearing so close together would start raising suspicions.<br /><br />His fingers traced behind his shaft&#039;s current meal as his mind wandered, moving with gentle strokes to enhance the sensations rippling up from his groin as the snake&#039;s esophagus ferreted the meal to the secondary stomach the two had for their ovivorous use. With one last flex from the writhing, lust-addled snake-cock&#039;s throat, the egg slid into his scaled sheath, before treating him to the climax-inducing sensation of the egg being crushed by the digestive pit hidden within his crotch!<br /><br />With a measure of self-control, the adolescent lad might have been able to pull himself back from the edge. But, rather than resisting the euphoric call, he pushed himself further into it. His hand redoubled its stroking antics, making the steady flows of translucent pre which had poured from Fas&#039;s lips this entire time gushed with greater vigor. Cascading rivulets of draconic spunk poured down across the writhing snake&#039;s body, each just as thick and as virile as a normal dragon&#039;s release. Before, with a shameless buck up into the air, he crashed straight into a climax while his talons continued to lather the soft scaled flesh with its own excitement!<br /><br />The sentient tool shuddered as the powerful muscles that lined its body flexed, stiffening and straightening it to match the rigidity of any regular prick. The very muscles that had dragged its meal down then squeezed in the opposite direction, pumping wads of snake-cock jizz from its maw that shot past its fanged smile in a torrent of alabaster cream. Normally, the seed would have splattered across the drake&#039;s chest and face, and made a mess of his bed again, but the dragon boy had discovered a trick to keep the messes the two&#039;s fecundity caused contained. <br /><br />He leaned down, wrapping his lips around the sputtering serpent so that the viscous cream was trapped within his maw as his tongue coiled around the base of Fas&#039;s head. Strong, lust-addled suckles followed, tongue continuing to wash along the snake&#039;s sensitive chin to coax their pleasure to further heights, whilst his own throat struggled to keep up with the productive outflow. Fortunately, with just a single one of his members firing, it was just barely manageable. His hatchling-brew pooled within his maw in between each noisy gulp, allowing several lurid trails of cream to escape from the corners of his lips to drip down along his cheeks and neck.<br /><br />He parted his lips as the last few jets of seed pumped straight against his tongue, soaking his sense of taste in his own virility while his wits started to return... before his mind immediately dove into yet more lewd thoughts. About how much better it would have been with a dragoness on hand, fantasies of pressing his seed-inundated maw against hers to spread the taste of his essence to her own lips and tongue with a passionate embrace... Or seeing if he could implant a clutch in her by lathering her walls with his own seed and spit - he might have to keep that in mind as a later idea to sneak a clutch in someone, if he ever got the chance.<br /><br />``There&#039;s your second release for the day, Fas,&#039;&#039; Claz purred quietly as he swallowed down the last of the seed swishing within his maw, before cleaning the mess that had escaped with a few fond slurps of his tongue.<br /><br />&lt;&lt;What about my second!?&gt;&gt; Cinus mentally piped up, impatiently stirring within their sheath as it did so.<br /><br />``L- later, I promise, when you get your reward..! Now, Fas,&#039;&#039; the dragon murmured quietly, fetching the towel that was still damp from cleaning up his first release of the day to wipe up the messy gunk stuck to the erect serpent&#039;s sides, even though the creature did its best to squirm away from the attention. ``It&#039;s time to see how you look all dressed up...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Do we <em>have</em> to~? I&#039;m sure no one will mind how we look naturally~ Well, they won&#039;t once we show them what we can do~&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``<strong>In.</strong>&#039;&#039; The juvenile dragon said sternly as he picked up a pinkish-red elastic sleeve to present to the protesting snake. ``Otherwise I&#039;m giving your second egg to Cinus!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The lurid serpent eyed the creation like a hatchling would their vegetables. Its tongue lashed at the musk stained air in protest, before, after a second of trying to stare down its owner&#039;s unflinching gaze, it gave a mental grumble and acquiesced by nestling its head against the opening to the disguise. Claz helped the prehensile shaft into the sleeve, squeezing down on the base and pulling the snug fitting adornment over the majority of its body. It took a bit of squirming, some sweet talking to the serpent so it only slid halfway out to keep to the length of his sleeve, and a few adjusting squeezes from the whelp&#039;s hands to get the fit nice and snug, but in the end, his creation was finally in place!<br /><br />At a glance, it looked <em>perfect</em>, covering the grumbling snake length such that - if he ignored the clearly abnormal sheath and fat nuts hanging just beneath it - he&#039;d look like just another erect dragon! All those hours he had spent `studying&#039; porn to sculpt just the right shape, the days he spent developing the right chemical composition to make the latex sheath the right level of spongy firmness, they had all paid off! The snake&#039;s idle production even dripped from the tip, quivering in a way that seemed almost natural whenever the serpent&#039;s jaws shifted. With a sweeping stroke from his claws to lather its artificial surface with his pre, and the warmth radiating through the elastic thanks to the jacketted shaft, it looked better than a lot of the `totally real&#039; shafts that showed up in porn all the time!<br /><br />He couldn&#039;t be sure the texture was exactly right until he got his claws upon some other guys&#039; junk to know for certain, though. But, so long as he wasn&#039;t getting oral or a handjob, he was sure that this would fool any dragoness he seduced, which meant that he could now reciprocate the attention that the girls at school had started to give to him recently! It had been maddening, the goal of his new desires practically leaping into his claws, yet being unable to pluck such succulent fruit from fear of discovery! He was so close to getting laid now that he could <em>taste</em> it! No wonder that the snake still hidden in his sheath started to push its way out of the scaled pouch. That, or its impatience for the eggs it had been promised finally grew too great to deny anymore.<br /><br />He had just picked up the pair of tributes Cinus had earned for being good when a knock came at the door, followed by the voice of his father, Joiret. ``Claz? I&#039;m gonna come in, we need to talk.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The adolescent panicked! His hand dropped the eggs onto his peculiar crotch before hastily grabbing his bed sheet and yanking it over his lap. ``Ah, Dad? What&#039;s up?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The young dragon did his best to hold an innocent smile as his copper and silver accentuated father entered his room. There was little hiding what he had been doing, however. The scent of his release was still heavy in the air, particularly with the damp towel nearby that he only thought to kick off of his bed with his tail after the adult had entered. Nevermind the fact that the tip of his `shaft&#039; still stuck out from the edge of his sheets, further reinforcing the boy&#039;s embarrassment as he grabbed a hold of the disguised snake-cock and shoved it firmly between his thighs to hide even the tent from his father&#039;s eyes. But, as mortifying as the situation was, it would have been even worse had he not had that sleeve on... Small mercies.<br /><br />``Son...&#039;&#039; His father sighed, not with disappointment like he expected, but something closer towards... understanding? The older dragon didn&#039;t say more before walking forward, coming to sit on the edge of the wide feral-dragon-suited mattress, before patting the space next to him for the younger drake to join him.<br /><br />It took Claz some time to overcome his petrified shock at being caught to accept the invitation, although he still made sure to keep himself half concealed beneath his sheets as he did so. He didn&#039;t speak, however, keeping his rust red eyes from looking towards the still somewhat larger dragon as he did so - although if his current growth kept up, he&#039;d likely overtake his father in size in another few years.<br /><br />``So...&#039;&#039; Joiret started to speak after a lengthy silence. ``Your mother and I have noticed the change in your recent behavior... and what sort of things you&#039;ve gotten up to online in the past few weeks...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``I&#039;ve not...&#039;&#039; He tried to complain at first before catching himself... He had certainly been perusing sites he shouldn&#039;t have at his age, but he had made certain to cover his tracks! VPNs, deleting logs... every trick he knew of to keep his family from finding out.<br /><br />``You&#039;re a clever boy, Claz, but I was your age once, too. Granted, I only snuck away to share whatever naughty magazines me and my friends had gotten our talons on, rather than having the internet. But, even if the source of the material is more convenient, it&#039;s rather obvious what an adolescent dragon is up to while they&#039;re acting so secretive around their parents.&#039;&#039; As if to make the point more evident, his red eyes casted a leary gaze towards the area of the room where the young teen had knocked his cum rag away to.<br /><br />Well, so much for thinking he had managed to hide what he was doing, Claz thought as his eyes shifted further away from his father. At least the two serpents were behaving themselves, saving him from further humiliation beyond the subdued mental snickers they gave in the back of his mind.<br /><br />``Your sisters have also told us you&#039;ve taken an interest in girls, and how happy they are that you&#039;re starting to come out of your shell. Your mom and I are happy to hear that, but we also don&#039;t want you to end up making a mistake.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``There&#039;s nothing to be ashamed of... Well, we&#039;d prefer you didn&#039;t look at stuff a young drake like you shouldn&#039;t be looking at until you&#039;re older, but... I know what it&#039;s like, what you&#039;re going through. The changes that hit you seemingly all at once, new desires and impulses that can be hard to resist... You might feel like no one else in the world can possibly understand what&#039;s happening to you, that you&#039;re alone. But that&#039;s not the case, kiddo. There&#039;s nothing you can&#039;t share with us. Even if it&#039;s something that would get you in trouble, we&#039;ll understand and won&#039;t be angry. But you have to learn control and restraint, you understand?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />`He couldn&#039;t really know what I&#039;m going through... Can he?&#039; The boy thought, trying to reason out what Joiret was saying. It sounded exactly like what he was going through, though! The changes to his loins, those impulses, those desires... The things he had gotten up to... Did his dad know what he had done to Mrs. Choseor&#039;s eggs!?<br /><br />``It&#039;s hard, though,&#039;&#039; Claz started by opening up slightly. The reservation he felt from before about his parents remained, but... If there was anyone that would know what he was going through, it had to be his father... right? Something like these snakes and being different from the rest of the world... It made more sense for it to be something he inherited - or, at least, it was far more likely than it being such a complex spontaneous mutation or supernatural event. <br /><br />Did that mean his Dad was like him, then? He didn&#039;t have external balls like him or a sheath, but... He had never seen his father erect. Maybe he had grown large enough to no longer need the external anatomy, and learned to keep his snakes under control so they didn&#039;t show themselves. <br /><br />``I mean...&#039;&#039; he continued. ``They literally have a mind of their own! It&#039;s basically impossible to keep them under control!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Hahaaa, it can certainly feel that way sometimes, can&#039;t it?&#039;&#039; Joiret replied with a comforting laugh and smile, trying to encourage his boy to open up more. ``It might be a bit embarrassing to pop the occasional boner at class, but beyond some ribbing no one is going to seriously mind. So, you don&#039;t have to wear that pack saddle all day if you&#039;re just trying to be decent.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The words had the exact opposite effect that the older dragon had hoped. `Feel that way..?&#039; No, it <em>was</em> that way. There was no illusion, nor autonomic reflex that didn&#039;t cooperate with him, he could have <em>conversations</em> with the snakes. Then there was the questioning of keeping them hidden... Dad would have had to keep his nature secret as well if he was like him, so he should understand such urges, not try to comfort him about them not being necessary. <br /><br />Which meant... The doubts he had about his parents when he was first exploring this development were justified. They didn&#039;t know. If his mother knew and Joiret didn&#039;t, then she would find some excuse to give him `the talk&#039; instead. Which meant... If he had inherited this attribute and neither of them carried those genes...<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Joiret isn&#039;t our father~&gt;&gt; Fas mentally hissed, taunting him with the revelation he had just come too.<br /><br />`He- He might be! We can&#039;t just leap to conclusions,&#039; he silently protested.<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Search your feelings. You know it to be true~&gt;&gt; Cinus joined in with a mental snicker. <br /><br />The damn things were right. The theory made too much sense. He always felt more hesitation around his Dad than his Mom, and there was the fact that he was a rather `mundane&#039; example of a male, certainly not the type of stock expected to sire such exceptionally strong and intelligent dragons like him and his sisters.<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Mom couldn&#039;t help herself~ She saw a prime stud of a dragon like us and let him sire her clutch, rather than carry the eggs of her husband~&gt;&gt; <br /><br />He knew his parents had been married for years before they had their clutch. Which meant that would have had to be the way it went down. A shameful dalliance that had left her with the kids of a man she might have barely known decades down the line, a dutiful husband that was none the wiser...<br /><br />It was so... <br /><br /><em>Hot</em>.<br /><br />He was some stud&#039;s bastard hatchling. Did his snake equipped father think anything of leaving his eggs in his mother? Did he even know he had done so..? He must have known! After all, he sired a full clutch of six fertilized eggs. If his biological father was every bit as virile as he was shaping up to be, he must have known it was a guarantee.<br /><br />Wait a second. There was another news story about a full clutch in town around the same time as his, right..? Could that mean...<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Siblings!&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Brothers and sisters like us~?&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;...Rivals~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Dear ol&#039; Dad was busy... We should take after him~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Think of how proud he&#039;d be if we made him a grandfather~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />``Are you okay, Claz?&#039;&#039; Joiret&#039;s hand came to rest against his back, dragging him out of his mental conversation with the gesture of support.<br /><br />``Ah! Yes, I&#039;m fine, Dad,&#039;&#039; the adolescent dragon replied with a fond smile. ``Just... thinking over your words! I&#039;ll keep it in mind, but... I should get, uh, cleaned up and ready for school now.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``...I guess so... But if you ever feel like talking, I&#039;m here for you, kiddo.&#039;&#039; The older dragon replied with a smile, before shifting away and onto all fours to leave the boy alone to get ready. ``Oh, and throw your `towel&#039; into the washing machine before you leave!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Yes... Dad.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Wait a minute... I&#039;m still getting my two eggs, right?&gt;&gt;<br /><div class='align_center'>* * *</div><br />``Dad gave you the talk finally, huh~?&#039;&#039; Zyth giggled as she walked along his left flank. It would have been quicker for the three of them to fly, but his attempts to exit the conversation with his Dad as soon as he could left him with some extra time that his sisters were quick to claim for this morning conversation.<br /><br />``About time. Mom gave us that talk the day the school held it. None too soon, either,&#039;&#039; Chez, walking along his right, adding as she stared knowingly past him and towards the other dragoness.<br /><br />Despite being the same age as him, the two girls were substantially bigger, standing nearly three meters in length compared to his comparatively diminutive two. But that was only to be expected from females, much like he anticipated to cap out at the high end of the male growth charts at three-and-some-change meters after he fully grew up, the two iron-scaled girls would no doubt reach four and tower over even their mother.<br /><br />``What&#039;s the matter, jealous~?&#039;&#039; Zyth giggled again, flicking her wings and tail up as she did so.<br /><br />``Please, I&#039;d hardly call the studs you lured off from the lockers worthy of being jealous over,&#039;&#039; Chez bickered back with a roll of her eyes. ``Honestly don&#039;t even see why you bothered, there&#039;s hardly any impressive stock even in the entire sports team. All you succeeded in doing was making their girlfriends jealous.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Well, we can&#039;t help that there&#039;s not any males as impressive as our brother at school, true,&#039;&#039; the first dragoness replied with a mournful sigh. ``Why did we have to be clutch siblings with the only decent guy? So unfair, all the other gals at school are so lucky.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Can you please not talk about me in relation to that,&#039;&#039; Claz interjected with an audible groan, although the two snakes hidden beneath his pack saddle were relishing the praise with mental murmurs of agreement. It wasn&#039;t a perfect cover, anyone that snuck a peek between his legs past the pouches hanging over his lips would spy some `impressive lumps&#039; through the tight fabric drawn close over his scaled crotch, but at least a lurid mystery was better than flaunting his assets for all to see... Even if that did sound kind of fun.<br /><br />``But still~ Even though I doubt any of them would be able to give me a clutch, it was fun~ if any of the girls at school are angry that they weren&#039;t able to please their boyfriends as much as me, they can feel free to take it up with me - but they won&#039;t, because they know better.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Well, that first part is true enough...&#039;&#039; Chez agreed. ``If there&#039;s anyone here who&#039;s going to make Mom and Dad grandparents soon, it&#039;s Claz.&#039;&#039; <br /><br />``Honestly it&#039;s a bit surprising that he&#039;s not already got a few sired clutches to his name. Maybe he&#039;s just waiting on confirmation~?&#039;&#039; Zyth teased again, brushing her head against the back of his to make him even more flustered!<br /><br />``Not everyone&#039;s a slut like you, Zi,&#039;&#039; another tired sigh wrung from the more reserved dragoness&#039; lips, followed by a playful shove to force their sister away from his side before his embarrassment grew to lethal proportions.<br /><br />``Still though... If you do happen to make us aunties, let us know. We&#039;ll cover with Mom and Dad~&#039;&#039; Chez added with the faintest hints of a grin showing at the ends of her lips. ``And... If you happen to find any guys at school or elsewhere that are like you... Let me know before Zyth~&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Hey, what gives you the rights to first dibs!?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``The fact that I won&#039;t be reeking of every horny guy between me and them by the time I get there!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Say that to my face without Claz in the way!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />And there the two went fighting again. Fortunately, it meant he was no longer the topic of conversation as the two took to the air, half chasing each other around through the skies as they made their way towards school, letting the adolescent finally relax with a long, drawn out breath. <br /><br />`Like me..?&#039; He contemplated quietly. Did his sisters know..? There was no way they could have, so perhaps it was just talking about quality... or maybe the little snippets they <em>had</em> figured out. As for referrals...<br /><br />That was odd. He expected to be mortified at the prospect of his sisters breeding, and especially at arranging it, but... maybe. It could be sort of fun keeping his eyes out amongst his rivals for anyone that was `like him&#039;. So long as they were worthy enough for the pair, he could give them an introduction, but they&#039;d have to win either of that duo over on their own.<br /><br />``I wonder if their sons would be snake-dragons too...&#039;&#039; He contemplated quietly as he leapt up, spreading his wings to catch an up draft which lifted him above the treeline. Certainly if the stud was `like him&#039; his little nephews would be, and if their mate wasn&#039;t... Could a non-snake-equipped dragon even successfully mate with them? If the genes they inherited from their biological father set the bar for his daughters as well, then the level of virility needed to conceive might just be beyond a normal dragon, no matter how many males Zyth tried to compensate for it with quantity.<br /><br />Although thinking of her attempts gave him an idea. If there were a contingent of female dragons currently mad at their partners, that just might give him an opening to `balance the scales&#039; so to speak. It was only fair that, if the lesser males at school got to play around with his sister, he&#039;d get to play around with their girls~<br /><br />Besides, if his dad was anything to go by, they&#039;d come to love the children he&#039;d sire as if they were their own.<br /><div class='align_center'>* * *</div><br />The perverse thoughts he had entertained on his way to school had only grown stronger as the day progressed. He had expected that to some extent - those two never went an hour without chiming some lurid suggestion in the back of his mind that inevitably drew his thoughts back to depraved ends, after all. Especially Cinus, who was irate enough at not getting his morning reward that he outright refused to calm down unless he got off as well - leaving the juvenile late for one of his morning classes so that he could pump a load from his heavy spheres in the bathroom. It gave him an opportunity to practice masturbating with the sleeve on, at least, and see how it fared while shooting ropes of virile dragon seed from its fake tip.<br /><br />But today was far worse than normal, leaving the normally studious drake quite distracted as he lay behind his wide, squat desk in the large amphitheater-like room. No matter how much he tried to pay attention to the mathematics lecture that was going on his mind stubbornly refused to follow along. <br /><br />It didn&#039;t help, either, that the usual teacher had called in sick today, leaving a fresh-faced substitute teacher to deliver the lesson in his place. The issue wasn&#039;t with how she taught, however. From the limited amount he was able to focus, her speech and explanations were fine - better than the usual substitutes that would just put on a video or give a practice assignment, in fact. No, the issue was that she was a young adult dragoness, and with his current state of mind, focusing his attention on her inevitably left his eyes lingering on her lovely, feminine figure, and her brilliant copper and silver-accentuated scales that implied her family was of decent means.<br /><br />Fas and Cinus strained their fabric prison, not helping his position at all as their drooling lips brought a wet splotch to the thick cloth - just enough to make his excitement and productivity clear to any that might have seen the bulge they made, or were close enough to pick up on the pheromone thick aroma wafting from the doused fabric. Their depraved state only grew worse whenever his mind inevitably wandered off her lesson to how she&#039;d look at a more `personal&#039; angle; or how she&#039;d sound as the fiery, stern demeanor she exercised against the class&#039; usual troublemakers subsided into one of lascivious satisfaction when whatever lucky serpent slipped into her sex flooded her womb with his seed.<br /><br />Fortunately, despite how lust crazed he might have been, he still had the wherewithal to not stare at the woman like a creep. Instead, he distracted himself with deskwork, not wanting to risk indulging the lustful haze the two serpents were dragging him towards until he&#039;d be unable to stop himself from pleasuring them right then and there in class. He breezed absentmindedly through the first few problems before, inevitably, his pencil turned away from the formulas that he was supposed to be solving and instead began to doodle along the margins of the paper while lost in his depraved thoughts.<br /><br />Drawing was a skill he had only cultivated recently - having started when he needed to sketch how to properly sculpt the cock-snake&#039;s disguise - but found some measure of aptitude with. From there, he started to draw more general figures in his free time. It didn&#039;t take long for his innocent practice sketches to be tainted by his blossoming libido, however, and those life studies soon turned to depictions of those he had taken an `interest&#039; in&nbsp;&nbsp;-&nbsp;&nbsp;but at least it provided ample motivation for him to keep up with the hobby. <br /><br />He usually didn&#039;t have a live muse to inspire him while he did so, however. Nor a mind that barely cooperated on anything that wasn&#039;t the single minded need to <strong>breed</strong>, leaving him in a haze this time as his thoughts drifted further from reality...<br /><br />``Claz!&#039;&#039; A sharp, stern, and entirely unamused voice called out from directly in front of him, dragging the dragon teen from his stupor as effectively as a bucket of ice cold water dumped upon his scales.<br /><br />``Ah! Yes... Miss Tyllath?&#039;&#039; His red eyes focused upon the substitute staring at him, smoldering anger creeping into the edge of her expression as her iron-hued eyes met his. The juvenile dared to break the stare for but a moment to glance down at his paperwork and... oh.<br /><br />Instead of the little borderline drawings he thought he had idly drawn while his mind had wandered, his hand had instead sketched out various lewd drawings that were definitely not fit for school - most embarrassing of which were the ones that featured a dragoness very obviously inspired by the woman in front of him and himself fucking, or joined by other dragons his age in lavishing the young drawn stud with lurid devotion. His foreclaws quickly sat over the sordid paperwork, hoping desperately that the teacher hadn&#039;t noticed already.<br /><br />``If you&#039;ve got time to goof around, I presume the class&#039;s `model&#039; student has already finished, so what&#039;s the answer to Question 10?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Question 10..? Damnit, he was sure that he hadn&#039;t gotten that far into it before his mind drifted elsewhere! If he had a quick glance at it, he was sure he could give an answer - these were only introductions to limits, after all, nothing too difficult. But, to do that, he would have to move his claws off of the scandalous sketches he had made, which would almost certainly reveal his crime to the substitute!<br /><br />&lt;&lt;-4.&gt;&gt; Fas murmured mentally.<br /><br />``Negative four.&#039;&#039; He snapped back immediately after the suggestion. He had nothing else to lose, a guess was as good as another, so he might as well give the damn snake a chance to dig him out of the mess it had helped make!<br /><br />``That&#039;s... correct?&#039;&#039; The dragoness seemed slightly upset that he had gotten the answer right, even going so far as to flick her gaze to his immediate peers to see if she could catch anyone who might have slipped him the answer.<br /><br />Claz breathed a sigh of relief, believing that the worst of the confrontation was over. Only to be left quite unguarded when the substitute&#039;s forepaw reached forward and snatched the paper he was desperately concealing out from underneath his paws, crushing it into a ball against her palm in a movement swift enough that his sordid drawings couldn&#039;t be seen seen by another of the other students.<br /><br />``However, just because you finished doesn&#039;t give you an excuse to draw graphic images all over your assignment. I expect to see you after school to have a discussion about your behavior, young man. You&#039;ll also have to start again with a new piece of paper, and <em>this</em> time, if I see so much as a single doodle on it, I&#039;ll give you a zero.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Uh... Yes ma&#039;am. Sorry ma&#039;am,&#039;&#039; the teen replied&nbsp;&nbsp;with a bashful grumble.<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Ooooh. Busted~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;...I think she likes us~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;After school... Alone... Her eyes are totally lingering~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Remember. I&#039;ve got dibs on breeding today, so she&#039;s mine!&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Just because you had to go stay in the sheath? <em>I</em> had to wear that ridiculous sleeve, so I should get to breed for our first time!&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Quiet!&gt;&gt; Claz interrupted the two&#039;s mental bickering as he tried to focus on the new paper he was handed. &lt;&lt;If she&#039;s giving me detention for just sketching some naughty things, I doubt she&#039;s interested. Now let me get this practical done before you two get me expelled!&gt;&gt;<br /><br />The young dragon sighed after the two&#039;s bickering had turned into a knowing, teasing snicker. Here he was hoping that he could see about pursuing one of the other girls he had started to get closer to once class ended. Now instead, he was going to be lectured by a fledgling teacher with a chip on her shoulder. Well, it could be worse - she wasn&#039;t calling his Dad into this for another mortifying conversation.<br /><br />Claz grumbled as he resumed sitting at his desk once more. Despite the fact that he was only here because of Miss Tyllath, the older dragoness was nowhere in sight. He could be doing so much more with his time rather than wait here for an off the books detention, especially since he didn&#039;t even have homework to focus on to at least make the time more productive! But, he knew that if he did leave, when she did inevitably show up his absence would no doubt lead to a very real report on his academic record, or worse, a call to his parents about his behavior in class. <br /><br />It also didn&#039;t help that Fas and Cinus were simultaneously teasing him and sulking as well at their missed opportunities. It was especially hard to keep the two in check without anyone nearby to try and be decent for, making his mind especially fertile ground for their sordid suggestions to take root. Although he doubted that anything was going to come of it while they were there, he followed through with their suggestion to take the cock sleeve he had created from his pack and slip it underneath the cloth strap which ran over his groin, leaving a distinctive, draconic member shaped bulge beneath the fabric. For the moment, the pair of snakes remained dutifully within their sheath, leaving the scaled pouch damp with their idle arousal as they waited for their opportunity to slip into the disguise waiting for them.<br /><br />If he was home, or at least somewhere relatively private, he would have tried to get the serpents to quiet down - at least for a time - by letting them hang free and work them to another release for their daily quota. But, since he wasn&#039;t, he had to do something else with his talons to stop them from inevitably sliding down to the demanding pair.<br /><br />So out came his sketchbook. It was a simple thing, like any other an artistically leaning drake might pick up from the store. Claz had first picked it up a few weeks ago when he had started to hatch his plan for making the cock prosthetic. Thus, the first dozen or so pages were dedicated to studies of how normal dragon dicks were meant to look - using his illicit online browsing, or more candid fleeting glances at the other dragons in the lockers, for reference. From there, his rapidly advancing talent started to turn towards his idle fancies, filling the pages thereafter with sketches of dragonesses he or his two partners were thinking about whenever he was idle. Quite a few of which featured them in all manner of lurid positions and situations, whichever scenes his perverse imagination demanded be put to paper - all united by the boy&#039;s near overwhelming urge to <em>breed</em>. <br /><br />At least he wasn&#039;t sketching Fas and Cinus scoffing down dragon eggs, despite his mind drifting towards that event its fair share of times since the event. A lack of incriminating evidence that the young dragon was going to be <em>very</em> thankful for, when he was interrupted from his latest lust haze fueled sketch by a now familiar, feminine cough just behind him!<br /><br />``Crap!&#039;&#039; Claz&#039;s hands <em>slammed</em> his sketchbook shut, hoping vainly once again that she hadn&#039;t seen his latest drawing, before his long neck turned to sheepishly glance back towards the older dragoness&#039; stern stare. ``Good afternoon, Miss Tyllath.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The copper-scaled woman&#039;s unamused expression continued as she looked at the juvenile boy&#039;s sheepish face. ``I&#039;m surprised you&#039;d be drawing such things again, considering that&#039;s why you&#039;re here in the first place.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``I&#039;m, um... Sorry?&#039;&#039; The red-red scaled teen replied with as earnest a look as he could. ``You were just taking a while to get here, and I didn&#039;t have any assignments to work on, so my mind just... wandered a bit.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``No assignments? I handed one out to class this morning that your regular teacher wanted you all to do.&#039;&#039; The skepticism in her voice and expression was evident.<br /><br />``I finished that already,&#039;&#039; he replied, quick to distract from his misdeeds by fetching the paper from his saddle bag to present to the substitute&#039;s waiting hands.<br /><br />``Well, you&#039;ve managed to not draw smut on this one, at least.&#039;&#039; Her gaze turned away from him and towards the completed paper, glancing from answer to answer as the doubt on her face began to waver.<br /><br />Claz, meanwhile, couldn&#039;t help but take the opportunity to admire the larger dragon while she was distracted, thanks to a `helpful&#039; nudge from his two mentally snickering serpents. She was definitely fetching, enough so that he imagined that many of his male peers might be gossiping about her after class had ended as well, although he didn&#039;t exactly belong into any of those social circles to know for sure. Perhaps all the whispers from the male student body behind her back had been part of the reason for her stern behavior..? He half wondered if the reason she had metaphorically thrown the book at him was to send a message to the other boys - what better target than the usual model for good behavior that no trespass would be overlooked?<br /><br />But there was more to it than just her looks... Sure, his hormone riddled trio of brains would no doubt be admiring her for that alone, but even her scent was pleasant. Not just for the scent of her perfume, either. The natural aroma that lingered just underneath carried a familiar flavor to it that he smelled occasionally on the girls which started to talk to him recently. He found it... alluring, although he couldn&#039;t place why. Nor did he have the courage to ask any other dragons about it - considering he couldn&#039;t be certain noticing it wasn&#039;t another facet of his strange nature.<br /><br />Which left him with only his best guess on what it might mean. A beckoning signal to the average dragon stud&#039;s nose that she was in season, perhaps? Or maybe that she was aroused and ready to ovulate when a suitable man was found? Those could be part of the equation that explained her attitude. Not only did she have other horny teens and young adults to contend with, she also had to balance her own hormonal call. A standoffish behavior would surely only be natural then, right..?<br /><br />``Everything seems to be in order...&#039;&#039; Tyllath eventually replied with an almost dissatisfied sigh, glancing over just after the teen&#039;s eyes had snapped back up to look at her eyes and not her body. ``Now what am I going to do with you? I had planned on making you do this for the rest of the hour.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;We have some suggestions~&gt;&gt; Fas murmured in the back of his mind.<br /><br />``I, uh... Dunno? Whatever you want to do, Miss Tyllath. I could just sit at my desk and...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Go back to drawing me in compromising poses?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Darnit, he wandered back into that conversational landmine! <br /><br />The young dragon&#039;s face turned away from the prospective teacher while his tail gave an embarrassed wag against his hindlegs. ``I didn&#039;t mean to... I guess I was just bored and my mind wandered a bit... You&#039;re a very good looking dragoness, after all.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />`Why did I throw that last bit in!?&#039; Claz mentally admonished himself as he braced for another stern scolding from the older woman.<br /><br />But, to his surprise, the only thing that came was a scoffing huff from the woman as she made her way back towards the teacher&#039;s desk with his paper in hand. Although, her tail seemed to not be so quick as the rest of her to depart, briefly lingering ever so slightly against his own before it was carted off with the curious sway from the substitute&#039;s step.<br /><br />``Well, since you&#039;re here, I may as well grade this and give you an opportunity to correct any wrong answers before it&#039;s turned in tomorrow.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He couldn&#039;t help but raise an eye ridge. Wasn&#039;t that cheating in a way? Nevermind the fact that she was letting his statement about her appearance go unpunished, or that she hadn&#039;t given him any direction about what to do as she checked his answers! He wasn&#039;t about to question her decisions, either way. Instead, he opted to sit awkwardly at his desk as his talons idly tapped along his smutty artbook, trying to keep his mind focused on anything that wasn&#039;t the other dragon - despite how difficult Fas and Cinus were making such an endeavor.<br /><br />``Do you make a habit of drawing your teachers like that? It certainly doesn&#039;t match the notes Mysarr left about his students.&#039;&#039; Tyllath eventually broke the silence a minute later with a more amused expression upon her face. She didn&#039;t look away from his assignment sheet, however. Her red pen continued its slow journey down the document, leaving a line of check marks in its wake for each correct solution.<br /><br />``No... I mean... I&#039;ve only really started drawing in the last few weeks anyway after needing it for a... project.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``What sort of project?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``A... personal one,&#039;&#039; the budding dragon stud murmured, not wanting to reveal anything more.<br /><br />``Well... It seems like you&#039;ve definitely got a talent for it. It would be better if you didn&#039;t draw such scandalous material in school, but... I suppose drakes your age are usually thinking with your `other&#039; head, aren&#039;t they?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Understatement of the century,&#039;&#039; Claz grumbled back, casting a side eye towards his own crotch, and the silently hissing snakes squirming excitedly for their opportunity.<br /><br />She gave a playful laugh, once again taking the teenage dragon off guard, before she finally slid the paper towards the side of the desk that faced him. ``Well, despite your erratic behavior, your academic prowess is as spot on as Mysarr said, full marks.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``You know, you should try hosting some study sessions with some of the other students in class that could use it.&#039;&#039; She continued, with her gaze lingering on him as she rested her head against a foreclaw. ``I bet it would make you pretty popular... both with the boys and the girls.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``I&#039;ve... Been thinking of it, yeah. A few of the other students have started asking me to... help them out, at least.&#039;&#039; Claz replied as he stood up from behind his desk and moved to the front of the empty class so he could retrieve his paper, absentmindedly folding his sketchbook underneath a foreleg as he did so.<br /><br />``Some of the female ones, I take it?&#039;&#039; The substitute teased with a knowing giggle. She leaned forward to stare at the flustered, virgin dragon with an amused smirk before continuing. ``Heaven knows, if I had a boy like you at my school, I&#039;d probably be raising my first clutch by now~&#039;&#039;<br /><br />His tail immediately flicked against the ground in a flustered motion. Of all the off handed comments she could have made, <em>that</em> was the one that she chose!? He could barely restrain the pair of serpents at the best of times, and now that <em>that</em> topic had been broached it was impossible! His awkwardness would be plainly visible towards the older dragon as he averted her gaze again, as if that would somehow hide the thoughts her tease brought rolling through his head.<br /><br />``I bet you&#039;d look even better with a clutch... I mean, I bet your hatchlings would look just as good as you- No wait, I mean... I&#039;m not digging myself out of this one, am I?&#039;&#039; He groaned, plucking up his paper and making to return to his desk with a mortified expression.<br /><br />``No, probably not,&#039;&#039; she replied with another soft giggle, before interrupting his attempt to skulk away by tapping a foreclaw against the teacher&#039;s desk between them. ``Well, since your assignment is done, why don&#039;t you show me that book of yours? It must be pretty important to you if you carry it with you everywhere~?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The juvenile dragon froze from those words, yet the excitement that welled from the two snakes at the prospect once again overrode the standoffish behavior he was more used to displaying. ``Ah... This..? It&#039;s... Not exactly school appropriate...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``I figured,&#039;&#039; the woman murmured with a coy smile, quite the opposite from the professional grimace she had worn during class. ``But, considering it&#039;s after hours and there&#039;s no other students around to see... I suppose I can let that go... Just this once~&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Go on~ She probably likes how you drew her~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Who wouldn&#039;t want to have caught the eye of a handsome young stud like you~? That&#039;s why she wanted you here, alone... with no one to see what happens~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Settle up nice and close to her~ Then, we can take <em>good</em> care of her needs~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />Claz was skeptical of her offer, and even more suspicious of his cocks&#039; goading; the situation just seemed too outlandish to him. Yet no matter how his rational mind approached it, the instincts stoked by those pair of serpents had full control over his impulses - nevermind their mental nudges that left him flustered all by themselves. <br /><br />With a single nod, the teen slid up alongside the older dragoness&#039;s side, just close enough that the tips of his folded wings brushed against her own, before hesitantly placing his sketchbook of sordid fantasies in front of her.<br /><br />``Have you shown anyone else this book, yet~?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``N- No, not yet, at least. Some of the other students occasionally peek over if I&#039;m sketching during lunch, but nothing like... this.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Here I thought I&#039;d hardly be your first in any regard.&#039;&#039; Another giggle, another teasing barb which made the young dragon&#039;s talons clench eagerly against the floor, and all while he was close enough for his nostrils to once more indulge in the scent of her alluring fertility.<br /><br />Just why was she acting so different? The question danced across his mind, before he considered the very aroma that was making his libido impossible to resist. Could he have been having a similar effect upon <em>her</em>? He had found it strange how, ever since the day those two had appeared, he had started to become more popular. Sure, it helped that he was starting to be less introverted now that he had such an overwhelming, biological goal to pursue, but he had started to notice how many of the female dragons at his school had started to approach him. Even after he declined their veiled invites to not risk exposure before Fas and Cinus&#039;s `disguise&#039; was ready, they still pursued him.<br /><br />Why not, he contemplated silently while the older dragon began to study the first few pages of his work, lined corner to corner with a variety of different penile studies. If he was a paragon of budding dragon masculinity - at least if his size, strength, and intellect for his age was anything to go by - why wouldn&#039;t the pheromones most dragons couldn&#039;t consciously detect also be just as potent~?<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Trust us~ You can do this!&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;You&#039;ve just got to relax and lean into it~ There&#039;s no need to fight it...&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;This is what you want~ This is what <em>we</em> want... This is what she wants~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;You know she&#039;ll be better off with a belly full of our superior hatchlings over some other dragon&#039;s~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />``Embellished the sizes of these have you? Hope you weren&#039;t using videos you&#039;re not meant to be looking at to compare,&#039;&#039; Tyllath teased again as she gingerly thumbed through some of the later sketches that began to incorporate talons or hip shots to compare how the sleeve would look on his body.<br /><br />``I, uh... Actually I used myself for the... size reference.&#039;&#039; Claz&#039;s gaze had started to linger on the copper dragoness more, wandering over the silver streaks which adorned the baser metal sheen. <br /><br />Relax, huh... With how much the snakes were beginning to strain and jostle from within his mug-thick sheath, it was pretty much impossible to `relax&#039;, but... He could definitely lean into it a bit more, encouraging him to tenderly brush his wings and tail against the larger dragon&#039;s own to see how she responded.<br /><br />``What!?&#039;&#039; The playfully reserved demeanor the adult dragon had worn cracked, replaced with a look of skeptical surprise and desire as her eyes met his. ``I highly doubt that. I know all of you boys like to compete on size, but...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Her scrutinizing stare returned, looking over the teen for any hint of uncertainty or deception in his expression. But, when all she found was the boy&#039;s initial bashfulness laced with his growing confidence, her curiosity got the better of her. Her tail coiled around its smaller partner from the other dragon, tepidly sliding along the lad&#039;s inner thigh until it rubbed across the wide cloth straps that left the teen looking downright conservative compared to his peers, stroking along the tent made by the prosthetic trapped against his sheath. ``...Oh...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He hardly needed Fas and Cinus to tell him to take advantage of the opening her surprise gave him. His tail mirrored her movements, slipping against the base of her&#039;s before creeping cautiously along the older dragon&#039;s thighs until the side of his limb brushed over her needy slit. He pressed in closer, too, brushing his shoulder against her foreleg so that he could slip underneath her relaxing wings, even daring to nuzzle along the nape of her neck.<br /><br />&lt;&lt;No! I had to sit out earlier! <em>I</em> get to breed her!&gt;&gt; <br /><br />It seemed he wasn&#039;t the only one making his move at the moment as Cinus squabbled with its sibling. Fas seemed to have tried to steal the other serpent&#039;s position in that sleeve, but, fortunately for the dutiful snake, he managed to wrestle his brother out of the way. Slithering free from his sheath, the serpent nestled its head into the start of its disguise before sliding in as the taut fabric held the toy in place. Fortunately, the jostling shift of the prosthetic against the dragoness&#039;s tail seemed to be considered nothing more than an eager twitch from the teen&#039;s tool, especially as the dripping drool from Cinus&#039;s lips trickling through the shaft to make a damp splotch appear near its fake tip.<br /><br />&lt;&lt;You better not screw this up! <em>I</em> was the one that practiced wearing it, after all!&gt;&gt;<br /><br />``There&#039;s a reason I try to hide it with this saddlepack...&#039;&#039; He half lied with a murmur, leaving the siblings to continue to bicker while he pursued the more important task of seducing the fiery copper dragoness.<br /><br />It was her turn to look a bit more bashful, turning her attention back towards his art that had been the excuse for luring him to her side. Turning the pages further, the penis studies he had begun with started to broaden to encompass the idle fantasies he had brought to life on paper. The women he fancied, both peer and adult. The athletic girls of the sport&#039;s team, Mrs. Choseor, some of his teachers, and of course, in the last few pages, Miss Tyllath. The last page he had been working on in particular was a spread shot of the dragoness sprawled on her back, hind legs spread, the desire she held evident in her drawn expression as she stared up from the page.<br /><br />``I- I see...&#039;&#039; She replied, quietly, seeming uncertain of what words to pick whilst leaning back against the smaller male. ``You also seem to be quite the... busy... dragon if these drawings are anything to go by...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Claz shook his head dismissively before nestling himself flush against the woman. His head trailed along her neck, craning its way up to gently rumble his next words against her ear with all the confidence wrought by the two encouraging snake-dicks and the (unbeknownst to him) four testes they shared. ``I&#039;ve, uh... not been with anyone yet in that way... But I would be honored if a beautiful dragoness like you would be my first.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;That&#039;s the charmer we always knew you were~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />``I... I mean. We shouldn&#039;t, but...&#039;&#039; The dragoness&#039;s eyes flicked towards the door which led to the classroom. The chances of anyone coming by after school hours was remote, yet the chance wasn&#039;t exactly zero either. The risk that they would be discovered, and the damage it would do to her career that was just getting started, weighed against the pleasure that the strapping young stud offered, and the allure that very danger he held upon her psyche.<br /><br />``But~?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Time to go in for the kill~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />Claz leaned his weight against the larger dragon, freeing one of his foreclaws to slip down and shift the straps of his saddle down and allow the sleeve-adorned serpent to spring free. All seventy-centimeters of excited snake - plus some change for the false tapered tip extending past its head - swung forth, `flexing&#039; due to the quivering movements of the hidden prehensile shaft within.<br /><br />The sight of that impressive tool in the corner of the dragoness&#039;s eyes wasn&#039;t the only weapon he deployed against her. The real thrust was the scent of the two dripping serpents trapped all this time finally spilling out in all its potent splendor. The aroma tickled against the fertile female&#039;s nostrils, causing her to pant in reflex to imbibe more of the chemical promise of virility, rousing her normally subdued and tamed libido into a blazing inferno.<br /><br />``Al- alright...&#039;&#039; Miss Tyllath murmured, briefly returning Claz&#039;s nuzzling affections before breaking away from the young male. <br /><br />Not to put an end to this encounter like she should have done. Instead, she braced herself against the teacher&#039;s desk in front of him, sparing only a moment&#039;s thought to push the adolescent&#039;s sketchbook safely off to the side before laying her chest against the low table whilst her wings drooped over its sides Her hind legs kept her rear quarters hiked up, her tail lifted to one side in a courting display, exposing her eager sex - damp with her moist excitement and beckoning for him to answer its need.<br /><br />It was actually happening. Those fancies he had been consumed by since his peculiar adolescence had sprung to life right in front of him. Claz lingered for but a moment, burning the sight of his first offering herself to his memory as both of his snakes <em>writhed</em> in excitement. The pair let loose, flooding his blood with hedonistic inspiring endorphins strong enough to send a shudder running through his body, and bring an eager pant to his maw.<br /><br />``Well..? It&#039;s bad to make a girl wait, you know~&#039;&#039; The substitute coaxed him further with another tease. Her body joined in, giving another inviting sway as she waited for the lad to claim his prize.<br /><br />``Ah, right! ...Sorry,&#039;&#039; the young and eager stud replied, quickly moving to mount the larger dragon. He leaned his chest against her back, whilst his foreclaws wrapped around her midsection to tug himself in close against her scales, nestling his hips underneath her tail so that he could drag his disguised shaft across her sex. The copious pre oozing from the fake tip left a glistening trail across her copper scales in its wake, spreading its warmth to her body and the spongy rubber sleeve.<br /><br />The sentient prick lined itself up with the sex waiting just in front of it but didn&#039;t dive in immediately, instead deciding to take its time and savor every moment~ The blinded tool squirmed against her lips, teasing both of the dragons with the brushing contact until Claz&#039;s patience swiftly reached its end. Slipping a forepaw back, the young stud reached around his lover&#039;s hips to take his disobedient tool in hand and hold it fast against her twitching lips.<br /><br />A shiver ran through his body as he barely constrained the impulse to slam his hips forward. Instead, he managed to ensure that his hips moved with a more measured tempo, pushing his hefty `dragon rod&#039; forward by just a few centimeters. Just enough for that tapered start to begin steadily stretching her lovely folds along its slick artificial skin. He could feel the tension in her body as she adjusted to his incredible size, as well as the feeling of his incredible productivity trickling over her inner walls as he sunk deeper in. Until, as his hips advanced enough that he could start to feel the warmth of her body wrap around his shaft proper even through his adornment, Tyllath gave a calling gasp just as her slit and back relaxed against him - leaving her open for the boy&#039;s rutting thrust into the first of many mates, sinking himself in as deep as he could with one press~<br /><br />A moan briefly wrung from the woman&#039;s maw before she silenced her lustful noises by clamping her talons over her snout, leaving her to beckon her young lover to continue with muffled notes and the lurid look she shot back towards him instead. Claz found that expression impossible to turn his red eyes away from. Even as his snout parted and his maw wrapped around the back of her long neck to clamp down in a mating hold along with his clenching talons, his stare didn&#039;t divert from her alluring expression. Yet, despite its hold, the vast majority of his attention wasn&#039;t focused upon what he saw, but rather, what he <em>felt</em>. More specifically, how <em>good</em> it felt.<br /><br />Every teasing, encouraging, and prodding statement his two snake-cocks had given him since they awakened about breeding had, if anything, <em>undersold</em> how amazing the deed was. The sensation of grinding one of his shafts into a hole - even with the sleeve on - was far better than anything his hand or maw had been able to elicit. Nothing could ever hope to match how the dragoness&#039;s cunt squeezed every time it was rammed forward by his hips, nor the warmth which permeated across Cinus the longer and deeper he ground the stiff serpent in.<br /><br />In fact, the only thing that rivaled the pleasure he felt from the act he was performing was when he had allowed the two to devour that clutch of dragon eggs - a realization which just made the adolescent teen quite excited, considering how much easier it would be to seduce a dragoness than find unguarded clutches. He quickly succumbed to a hedonistic fury, utterly consumed with the thought of leaving the attractive teacher with a clutch growing within her belly. His thoughts turned to how her womb would no doubt play host to a full clutch of six fertilized eggs just like his own. Eggs that would hatch and grow, with at least a few of their number hopefully spawning boys that would be just as strong, just as smart, just as virile, just as superior to the other dragons as himself and his mysterious sire. Hatchlings that, when they reached his nascent, fledgling age of maturity, would likewise be awakened to their genetic inheritance, guided by their own set of living, procreation-crazed ids, until they found themselves in the same blissful situation as he did now, spreading his genes wider than he could have by himself.<br /><br />No wonder, then, with his mind so distracted by his rutting haze, that his authority upon the other of his serpents slipped. It took a measure of discipline even with his morning training routines to get either of his living shafts to stay within his sheath while he was feeding their brother, let alone while in the middle of losing his virginity and answering the very biological call they embodied. Without his inhibitions holding it back, and the desk Tyllath sprawled across ensuring it was securely out of sight, Fas took his opportunity to slip free, peeking his precum drooling, tongue flicking snout from the fat, bloated sheath still trapped along with his spheres underneath the pack saddles&#039; belt.<br /><br />The naughty snake-cock was cautious at first, ensuring that no one had slipped in to watch the sordid affair take place, or that Claz would notice (or care) to scold the mischievous length back into hiding. But, when its owner&#039;s only retort to it daring to flout its training was the ever increasing, ever more vigorous thrusts into his first cunt, the lurid, spunk dripping snake slid out to its full over half-meter long glory! Its first act of rebellious freedom was to turn its fangs to the wide cloth straps which still concealed the majority of the dragon&#039;s loins, blasphemously keeping their heavy, virile gonads concealed even in the middle of this sacred moment. An affront to the font of their virility that Fas was not going to allow. The large, seventy-centimeter long serpent twisted about until the straps were pried down to allow the boy&#039;s sack to finally flop free, swaying through the air with every buck from the dragon&#039;s ever more confident hips.<br /><br />Those virile scaled gonads being free was just the start, although one that the snake momentarily revealed in as its spunk sputtering maw briefly lavished a slithering lick and slurp across both scaled spheres. Unlike its brother, who was as utterly enraptured as their owner with the pleasure it felt, the neglected serpent only felt a diluted after image of that bliss reflected through a loosely shared mindscape of their owner. A situation that Fas was not going to allow to go unaddressed as its precum glazed head bumped against Claz&#039;s hand which lingered nearby after guiding its lucky brother into place. The teen&#039;s grip immediately answered the touch by wrapping around the sensitive snake, blindly squeezing and stroking along his second prick as the demanding serpent spat long rivulets of pre across the desk and floor in front of it.<br /><br />&lt;&lt;So close~!&gt;&gt; Cinus mentally purred, coaxing the rutting stud to stride those last few steps to their peak. &lt;&lt;Time to become a father~&gt;&gt;<br /><br />Claz answered with a low, rumbling growl, the vibration from which coursed up along his throat until it traveled along his fangs against Tyllath&#039;s neck. He knew the serpent was right. He could feel the same tension within his balls that always accompanied his particularly copious releases, even as they bounced against Fas&#039;s root with each of his bucks.<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Give it to her! Every last centimeter! Every last drop!&gt;&gt; Fas rumbled as it mentally spoke, barely constraining itself from hissing its exalting suggestion. Although the flustered, moaning, and almost as thoroughly addled dragoness wasn&#039;t likely to catch such a tease in her current state regardless. &lt;&lt;Claim her womb to make sure our seed takes!&gt;&gt;<br /><br />Claim her womb? The idea immediately appealed, but that was only to be expected considering their desires were one and the same. But there was something more to it, something deeply instinctual that the boy did not quite yet understand with this being his first time. A powerful, primal calling demanded Cinus nestle itself far deeper than any normal dragon could reach! <br /><br />Yet he was vaguely aware that his thrusts hadn&#039;t sunk himself into those desired depths despite his determined efforts. All he knew was that the first few fake centimeters of the snake&#039;s flexible disguise must have been grinding against something which barred him from sinking in deeper. Yet a little detail like that didn&#039;t seem to mean anything compared to the need boiling through his blood which refused to acquiesce to the barrier in front of them, only redoubling its demands the more excited he grew.<br /><br />``Miss Tyll... I&#039;m going to...&#039;&#039; What little kernel of rationality still bouncing around his virility-controlled mind announced his impending climax with a huff, before following with a question that would answer the quandary before him. ``...Where should I..?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``...Inside!&#039;&#039; Tyllath squeaked between heated breaths, not realizing what she had said until the word had left her lips, and by then it was far too late to take those words back.<br /><br />The young stud immediately answered with one final thrust, throwing every ounce of his strength into it as all his lusts came to a head. His forepaw squeezing against her chest raked its talons along her copper scales as it tugged her into his buck, trying to ensure his hips ground flush against her rump before his valuable seed spilled forth. <br /><br />The force from his hind legs, and her own body hiked into the act, proved to be enough for his sleeve adorned serpent to sink past the dragoness&#039;s cervix at last. The shrouded head peeked past the weakened barrier whose strength had been undermined by the hormones loaded in the plentiful arousal which dripped from the creature&#039;s maw - another curious tidbit of his alien anatomy he would have to discover. <br /><br />The discipline and training Claz had tried to instill into his serpents over the last week were found sorely lacking compared to their deeply engrained instincts, as no sooner had the serpent finally reached the egg chamber than the prick surged the rest of the way from its sheath! The pink faux-cock disappeared entirely past the woman&#039;s entrance, as iron-red and black scales ground against her spasming folds.<br /><br />Claz couldn&#039;t care less about the risk of discovery caused by the slipup, however, especially with how his bare cock-scales felt against her warm, wet folds as he rolled the serpent in again and again. The surprised, yet oh so satisfied groan the woman gave out in response to finding herself so utterly filled as his hips ground against hers once again just added more fuel to his lurid fire.<br /><br />The last of the adolescent stud&#039;s wits surrendered to the ride of pleasure and need, throwing himself into his climax as his virility poured forth from his groin. The only thing he cared about was the feeling of his shaft plundering the very depths of his substitute teacher&#039;s fertility, while Cinus quivered beneath the reflexively squeezing hold of both her cervix and cunt upon its length. Without thought his fangs clamped tightly against the scaled scruff of the dragoness&#039;s neck, biting down hard enough to leave a mating mark upon her scales for all to see. Meanwhile, his productive testes began to pulse, flexing with a curious, bigeminal rhythm. The peculiarity escaped Claz&#039;s attention while he rode the highs of pleasure from his first successful rut, focused instead entirely upon the feeling of freshly brewed snake-cocked sperm being pumped from his gonads. His seed crashed against the walls of her womb, belched from the serpent&#039;s maw in a seemingly unending flow - while another torrent doused the side of her desk thanks to Fas and the clenching hold he held it in.<br /><br />The young stud&#039;s thoughts, his desires and the impulses the snakes stoked, all of it felt like they were crystalizing within his mind. <em>This</em> was what he was made for. His strength and intelligence, even his creativity - everything that he had once taken pride in that made him so exceptional compared to the normal dragons around him - were nothing but means to this end of biological courtship. They were tools that, unbeknownst to him, had evolved for the exceptionally more competitive world his father hailed from. <br /><br />The realization was sharp and immediate, and undeniably true within his developing ego as he entered adulthood. The tenuous sense of belonging he had with his peers had finally snapped beneath the strain of overt reality and instinct, replaced instead with a new self-image cultivated underneath Fas and Cinus&#039;s guidance. <br /><br />His breath seethed over his scale-clamping teeth as his thoughts ordered themselves after his self-discovery. He stared down at the prostrated substitute still trying desperately to muffle her moans with her talons with fresh eyes. The authority she had once held over him in his mind was gone, swept aside to be replaced with a sense that this was the only right and proper outcome of this encounter between them.<br /><br />A sense of self-satisfied bravado filled his chest from seeing the state `Miss Tyllath&#039; was in, both from the accomplishment of how thoroughly pleased she looked after he flooded her womb, as well as from the certainty he had that his seed would take. He knew that the half-dozen eggs her body held ripe for his picking would soon be swarmed by his potent hybrid sperm. The thick protective membranes coating the ova that normal male gametes would struggle to penetrate would do little to hold back the vessels of his superior genes, let alone the advancing tide all seeking to be the lucky ones to succeed that laughable challenge.<br /><br />His contemplations continued with a fond rumble, releasing his possessive grip to instead let his talons stroke lovingly above the cavern now filled to the brim with his thick, alabaster essence. In nearly a year&#039;s time she would lay his clutch. The next generation of promiscuous, virile snake-cocked males would join him in scouring the paternal lines of inferior males, competing amongst themselves to see who would breed the most wombs and crush their inferior rivals&#039; unhatched progeny within their serpents&#039; maws. It was only natural, after all~<br /><br />There would be one last surprise for Claz before the catalyst of his domineering self actualization was over. Just as it felt like his climax was starting to taper off to its end, a new, euphoric bliss suddenly welled from his loins to take its place, except this new sensation of release only traveled up along Cinus&#039;s scaled length. Most peculiar of all, unlike the previous jolts of pleasure which coaxed him to slam in as deep and as hard as he could manage, this one came with an impulse to pull out. His hips dutifully followed their biological imperative, dragging the serpent from the womb it had intruded until the snake&#039;s head was lined up with the quivering, cum inundated entrance to her egg chamber. Only then did Cinus&#039;s maw part, allowing the muscles of its throat to pump long ropes of liquid - far thicker, and far more pleasurable to produce - from its maw. Whatever the strange new gunk was, its effect was immediate, gluing itself against the clamping walls to seal the jizz still trapped after the cock creature&#039;s withdrawal, bringing an end to the rivulets of adolescent spunk which poured forth around his half-buried tool whenever the substitute&#039;s belly flexed from her writhing stupor.<br /><br />It was just another in a long line of fascinating discoveries for the newly fledged man to figure out later. For now, he focused on the moment, sliding free from his first&#039;s sex to leave only a few trickles of spunk to escape from her undammed and quivering slit as he did so. The mess flowed down her thighs to join with the streaks of white that the other serpent had left in the wake of its climax, pooling together on the floor in a cooling puddle between their hind claws. It took another second for him to release the grip his fangs held on his mate, his tongue doing what it could to soothe the welts left in their wake. Then, at last, the hand that had helped Fas along in his mischief now turned to wrangle his assets back beneath the wide straps of his pack - despite the fact that the cloth strap was thoroughly soaked in their musky mess.<br /><br />``I may have gotten carried away and made a... bit of a mess. Sorry, Miss Tyllath,&#039;&#039; he murmured, stepping away to give a nuzzling brush of affection against the other dragon&#039;s head as he did so. While he no longer intrinsically held her as a social superior to himself anymore, he knew to feign the role this society believed he should have - to do otherwise would risk ostracizing him from the community he sought to take mates from.<br /><br />``I- I could feel that...&#039;&#039; <br /><br />He could tell she was conflicted - desire, pleasure, and hedonistic depravity dominated in the older woman&#039;s mind, but the shame of fraternizing with one of her students was already starting to percolate back to the top of her consciousness. Embarrassment was rife within her expression, signaling that the younger dragon shouldn&#039;t try his luck with a kiss despite his curiosity to indulge in the act. <br /><br />Funny, he thought with a pleased sway of his tail, he was no doubt a father without ever having properly kissed a woman.<br /><br />``Damn it... What will people think if they found out I let a 20-year-old whelp fuck me... One of my charges, no less...&#039;&#039; She groaned. Yet, the flex in her talons, nevermind her slick, inflamed lips still dripping with his seed, betrayed her excitement at the taboo situation she had found herself in.<br /><br />``Eh..? Oh, yeah, of course.&#039;&#039; Claz replied with a proud grin. He briefly debated on if he should correct her about his age and inform him about the grades he had skipped, but... the poor substitute was already flustered enough, did he <em>really</em> need to drive that dagger home~? <br /><br />Tyllath groaned, hiding her face behind her claws again whilst her tail whisked behind her. ``Seriously, just how are you that hung already? Let alone be the best fuck I&#039;ve hard...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Claz replied with a knowing grin. ``Good genes?&#039;&#039;<br /><div class='align_center'>* * *</div><br />``Why didn&#039;t we get to have some fun with her~?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``You know she was interested~ The way she eyed you up... You could have easily made sure the clutch she was carrying was ours instead of whatever dragon got to her before us!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``We don&#039;t get our maws on clutches like that often, either. So early into their gestation... A nice, gooey meal~&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The two cock-snakes hissed grumpily, staring up at their owner with irritated flicks of their forked tongues. They were giant things, easily a meter in length each, with scales that were a perfect, sleek coat of iron black.<br /><br />As impressive as they were, their owner was even more so. He was a mature dragon, nearing the prime of his adulthood and large enough to rival some females in size at his three-meter length. His scales were an unblemished coat of uniform gold, broken only by adornments of platinum - a display of wealth that few dragons could hope to achieve. <br /><br />No wonder, then, that the young woman who had been referred to him couldn&#039;t help but take interest in him. Easy pickings, as most of his clients were.<br /><br />``Because of this,&#039;&#039; Azhimet smiled, calling Li and Ber&#039;s attention towards the ultrasound she had come in for. ``There&#039;s a reason why I made sure to keep an ear out for any dragoness reporting unusual abdominal swelling, remember~&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Hiss... Because any of our kids who start breeding wouldn&#039;t be able to help themselves around so many eager mates...&#039;&#039; Li ruminated as its beady eyes stared at the screen along with its twin.<br /><br />``They&#039;d fill up a dragoness&#039;s womb, then plug it shut... leaving all that nutrient rich hatchling batter to accelerate egg development...&#039;&#039; Ber followed along.<br /><br />``Which means that any woman that wasn&#039;t getting their clutch replaced would find their pregnancy progressing quite quickly. Then, whether out of concern for their eggs, or because of the unusual swelling in their abdomen, they&#039;d get it checked out to make certain nothing was wrong.&#039;&#039; The dragon ruminated with a pleased rumble, letting the pride he felt vibrate audibly from his throat.<br /><br />He stroked his claws over his pair of lengths as they continued to examine the work of one of his sons. The grainy black and white screen was enough for his trained eye to discern the clear signs of a cuckoo dragon clutch. A fluid filled womb which was a rich bed for the six zygotes growing within, held in place by the thick wall of a mating-plugged cervix that tried to ensure the developing clutch went undisturbed despite the predations of its rivals. <br /><br />Li or Ber would certainly be able to plunder their way past any adolescent&#039;s seal, and if he was back on his home world, he might have let them scoff down his own son&#039;s eggs. But here, well... He believed that level of hyper competitive courtship could wait a few generations. After all, there were plenty of females to go around, even after nearly two decades of spreading his progeny across the globe.<br /><br />``One of our hatchlings became a man~!&#039;&#039; Ber eventually purred, its lips drooling alongside its brother in depraved excitement.<br /><br />``There&#039;s our boy~&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``No doubt why she was so bashful when I told her she was pregnant,&#039;&#039; Azhimet interjected with a chuckle. A boy starting to rut at that age was typical for his kind, although most of their eggs were typically the meals for their older, more developed rivals. But, amongst these less equipped, less evolved dragons..? It was certainly a scandalous affair for her to be involved in~<br /><br />``They could screw up and be discovered!&#039;&#039; Li piped up with a hiss of voiced concern.<br /><br />``Well, that&#039;s bound to happen sooner or later. But, any boy of mine will no doubt be smart, and thus, cautious,&#039;&#039; Az replied with a smug grin. ``Besides, we&#039;ve spent all these years laying the groundwork to make their acceptance a bit easier... Well, at least when it comes to their overt fecundity and external testes.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``Whose hatchling do you think it was~?&#039;&#039; One of them asked the important question with bubbling, pre drooling words.<br /><br />``Let&#039;s see... Her record says she&#039;s a teacher... No doubt a substitute getting some experience before she can get a permanent position considering her age... The district she works in is... Oh.&#039;&#039; <br /><br />His lips twisted into a pleased smile - that was a location he hadn&#039;t been to in a while. Not since he had first arrived on this planet all those years ago. What an eventful day that was... Crash landing on a new world, finding his footing, the fetching dragoness whose clutch he had replaced without either of the parents noticing.<br /><br />There were only two females he had bred before he moved on, not wanting to linger nearby as the authorities began to expand their investigation into the strange wreck they had discovered. So he couldn&#039;t be sure it was hers, but...<br /><br />``The gift we gave Maisias might have finally blossomed~&#039;&#039; Ber hissed with growing anticipation. ``Can we find him!? The first of our sons here!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />``I must admit, I am curious...&#039;&#039; Azhimet agreed, although it did mean he had to take one of his hands off of his pricks to investigate. <br /><br />Sure enough, they quickly became irate at having to share a single set of talons to stroke over them both in turn. Fortunately his search didn&#039;t take long. Six hatchling clutches might have been a growing trend thanks to his efforts, but back then they were local news stories. A town search, Maisias&#039;s name, some key words... There. A small story in some archive about her clutch.<br /><br />He was in luck: the fluff piece mentioned the fate of the eggs. Three females adopted out, but the boy she kept... And Joiret and her had even decided to share their son&#039;s name during the interview paper... Claz.<br /><br />``Claz... Azhimet... Do you think she named him somewhat after us~?&#039;&#039; Ber teased with a rumble.<br /><br />``There&#039;s no way she&#039;d know that he was ours. But... I suppose I did leave an impression upon them both,&#039;&#039; the gold dragon murmured with increasing paternal pride. True, he had sired thousands (and many times more thanks to his seed bank donations) before he left on that ill fated mission, most of which were the same age as young Claz or a bit older. The males had likely sired quite a few clutches already and made him a grandfather many times over, but the eggs he sired here would be the only ones he&#039;d get to see grow and become adults of their own.<br /><br />He had a name now, and a location. He could probably find the school records from there, especially if his boy had made a name for himself in any academic or athletic competitions. A few minutes of searching, and...<br /><br />``Found you~&#039;&#039; Azhimet purred as he pulled up an image of a hatchling still sporting rust-iron scales. ``Hmm... I&#039;m sure you and I are going to have to have a talk soon enough, kiddo. But until then, I&#039;ll leave you to get your footing on your own. Best of luck, my boy... Although I know you won&#039;t need it if you take after me~&#039;&#039;<br /><br /></span>",
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