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The young (but not [i]that[/i] young) girl is swooning over all the expensive clothing in the store and the big feral sees an opportunity that might pay dividends if he plays his cards right.\n\nAfter roping her in with a tempting offer, they sneak off to the changing rooms where he can work her into a more… shall we say… [i]receptive[/i] position and add more layers to the bargain. Ginger ought to realize things are getting to a point of being too good to be true but she's never had an offer like this and its hard to pass up. Ultimately, Zaxos knows full well she's going to wind up with some long term ‘debt' payment for the deal, but that's not really his problem. Someone's going to take advantage of her naivety sooner or later so he might as well be the one exploiting her inexperience.\n\nContains consensual if a bit coercive sexual exploits between an anthro dragoness and feral dragon. Some undesired ‘consequences' arise from their little tryst as well but you knew that already ;3\n\nD: is myself\nZ: played a friend\n\nIf you enjoy all this lewd naughtiness:\n[b]FAV[/b] if you liked it\n[b]COMMENT[/b] if you read it\n[b]PAW[/b] if you loved it!\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "We have another play between myself playing a cute teenage anthro dragony girl Ginger and a frisky friend playing a feral dragon male Zaxos. The young (but not that young) girl is swooning over all the expensive clothing in the store and the big feral sees an opportunity that might pay dividends if he plays his cards right.

After roping her in with a tempting offer, they sneak off to the changing rooms where he can work her into a more… shall we say… receptive position and add more layers to the bargain. Ginger ought to realize things are getting to a point of being too good to be true but she's never had an offer like this and its hard to pass up. Ultimately, Zaxos knows full well she's going to wind up with some long term ‘debt' payment for the deal, but that's not really his problem. Someone's going to take advantage of her naivety sooner or later so he might as well be the one exploiting her inexperience.

Contains consensual if a bit coercive sexual exploits between an anthro dragoness and feral dragon. Some undesired ‘consequences' arise from their little tryst as well but you knew that already ;3

D: is myself
Z: played a friend

If you enjoy all this lewd naughtiness:
FAV if you liked it
COMMENT if you read it
PAW if you loved it!
", "writing": "D:\nGinger sighed longingly through the window of the B&G building. It wasn't a [i]clothing[/i] store, it was a [i]fashion[/i] store with such beautiful clothing that the young anthro dragoness couldn't help but swoon a little. Of course, it came with a price tag to match. A single top cost as much as her current entire outfit, faded leggings and all. Her lean purple backside arched out some as she leaned over and laid her elbows on the windowsill to dream a little. Her cream-colored underbelly was mostly covered though there was still a spit seen between the collar and her top and a little between the top and bottom half of her clothing.\n\nOh and along the underside of the tail that was casually swishing behind her of course. The small black horns on her head were half-hidden within the mop of amethyst hair upon her head and bright blue eyes danced longingly. Hmm… maybe…\n\nWell, she was here and had little else to do with her time. Her unemployed 19-year-old pocket book couldn't afford a single article of clothing from here but she looked like a Cali girl with daddy's credit card so it's not like any of the employees would know she just wanted to bum around for a while. An excited flare burnt through her and the young hen straightened, glancing around as if she were doing something fishy before entering the store.\n\nThe inside was well lit and sparsely populated with wide isles full of hangers as far as the eye could see. They serviced ferals too with styles rarely seen anywhere else. Not all ferals wore clothing, it wasn't even legally mandatory for them to do so. It was one of the reasons she'd been sent to an anthro-only school. She could hardly imagine what a feral bully would be like!\n\nNot that Ginger had anything against the four-legged kin, she actually found them a little… [i]exotic[/i]. Not that she'd do anything with one, heck, she hadn't ever done anything with a boy the size she could reasonably have sex with! The young dragoness wasn't as into the whole religion thing as her parents were but she knew if she ever came out of school having played around with a boy, they'd lock her up and throw away the key! But her life was her own now. She'd get a job and move ASAP.\n\nThen save up and buy something like this- she thought, pulling the arousingly soft fabric against her body. The folks would freak the fuck out if they saw this set of crotchless lingerie in the wash- she thought with a laugh, only imagining what it would look like on her as she laid the hanger over her shoulder and cupped the semi-transparent black frills against her top where those, firm small breasts filled the display cups delightfully. \n\nZ:\nZaxos meandered through the feral clothing isles somewhat aimlessly. He had been told to buy \"something appropriate\" for an upcoming event, but what that could possibly mean he didn't know. What he did know was the crowd would be well-dressed and if didn't come wearing something with the right name brand, it might look bad for his investors. The gossip magazines loved to pick up on that sort of thing. If the COO of a large company looked like he couldn't afford the finest in overpriced garbage, people might lose faith in him. \n\nOut of the corner of his eye, the male dragon spied that little violet anthro on the corner a few isles down. She was gripping at some black lingerie, and his immediate first thought was how he'd like to see her in it. He smirked to himself and watched her for a few moments longer. Just when his attention was about to flit to something else, he noticed that look in her eye, and a longing sigh. He knew that look. In fact, that was the look of *most* of the shoppers that came into stores like this. Just pretend. Just a fantasy. But, Zaxos was a business dragon; what he saw was an opportunity. \n\nHe casually approached the small female, watching as she practically groped her own breasts. He wasn't one to waste time on small talk or pretense; time was money after all. Even if this female was scared off by what he was about to say, he'd have plenty of other ‘opportunities' in the future. Such encounters were the only things that made trips like this worth going on. \n\n\"Say.\" He began, snapping the girl out of her fantasy with a small startle. \"You like that, do you? I think you'd look good in it. In fact, I'd like to see you in it. Just a quick private show in the dressing room.\" He motioned with his muzzle toward the back of the store, where a large \"DRESSING ROOMS\" sign hanged, a small tag underneath with an arrow pointing to several smaller stalls for anthros, and an arrow in the opposite direction pointing to a much larger door for feral visitors. The male looked down over the puzzled expression on the girl's face. Without a word from her, he reached into a bag strapped to his side and fished out several bills. He gently set them on her snout. \"Tell you what, this one is free. Take it or leave it. If you want anything else; anything at all, go grab it and meet me by the dressing rooms.\" And with a smirk he turned away from her and padded off to the back of the store. When Ginger's eyes shifted to focus on the bills draped over her muzzle, she'd see that each one clearly read \"100\". \n\nD:\nThe poor girl nearly jumped out of her hide when the rich voice caught her from behind. Her cheeks were a little flush when she realized she'd been caught indulging in her fantasy and turned half around with the lingerie wiggling on its hanger. For such a big creature, he sure could move quietly. Granted, she'd been a little distracted but still!\n\nGinger blinked with a decided lack of comprehension at first. Well, yes, of course she liked it. It would be hard to pick anything in the store she [i]didn't[/i] like honestly. His compliment made her warm up a little more. She hadn't really intended to really show off to anyone and glanced down with the dark cloth pressed to her front.\n\n\"O-oh. Well thanks.\" She commented back, trying not to be awkward about it. Wasn't the kind of compliment she'd expect to get from some stranger, especially from a handsome feral. Then he added in the bargain.\n\n\"What, what?\" What a perv! Thinking she'd be some tail-wagging hussy willing to just-\n\nHer thought was cut off when he patted her snout down, leaving something green behind. Oh... holy sh-! She blinked holding the two-hundred-dollar bills, passed to her without even a thought. What… were they real!? The young teen was so infatuated by the idea that she held and stretched and looked at them for signs of forgery long enough for the wealthy drake to just saunter off with his additional offer tossed casually over his shoulder at her.\n\nOnce her mind made up its decision that, yah, they were apparently real, she looked at him, those big feral haunches just making their way toward the dressing area. Wait, what the fu-? It took her a minute to process what had just happened. I mean, he'd just given her $200 no strings attached. She could literally just walk out of the store and basically rob the guy. Mmmn, buuuut… if he really were some dude with deep pockets willing to dress her up for a bit of a pervy show, it might be worth a bit of a detour.\n\nShe fidgeted with the cash for a moment, then looked back in his direction, just in time to see the blue tail slipping past the closed door. He wouldn't wait forever so, fu-… [i]fuck it[/i]! There were several good pieces she'd already seen and, while she didn't intend to be greedy, there were at least $1000 worth of dresses, undergarments, swimsuits and casual wear draped over her arm as the young girl dashed across the floor toward his last know location. Her eagerness waned a little when she approached the large portal, giving a little knock.\n\nIt was a bit scarry stepping into the changing room with a big feral when he opened it for her. But it wasn't like they'd slipped off to some back alley where no one was around. \n\nZ:\nThe blue dragon hadn't been waiting around long before he heard those dainty little taps that let him know his gamble had paid off. He casually opened the door with a forepaw, letting her in, and then closed and locked the door behind her. The room was large, and clean, with a large feral-sized bench off to the side, and a mirror in the back center of the room. Everything was quite for a few moments, with only the footsteps of a few customers and employees walking around outside. No other ferals in the store at the moment - it might be a while before someone else might come knocking and bother them. Perfect. \n\nEven though the room was large for an anthro, and not exactly cramped for a feral, it still facilitated his body nearly touching hers for the two to be in the same room together. His voice was a little lower than usual as he spoke to her. \"I'm glad you decided to come! You'll have to be quiet though, we wouldn't want to upset any of the other customers now.\" The male motioned for her to place the items she had picked out on the table, and once she had, he looked over them with a soft laugh. \"My, my, expensive girl, aren't you? You're going to try on all of this in front of me? It better be a good show then.\" Of course, nothing there was out of his price range, but it was still fun to tease her. \n\nHe backed up as much as he could, giving the girl ample room to undress and move around. \"Why don't we start with that lovely black piece that you picked out first? Don't be shy now, show off everything.\" He smirked and settled into a leaning position. \"Why don't you tell me your name, while you're at it.\" \n\nD:\nIt might be a bit uncommon to have a conversation coming out of the dressing booths but not exactly unusual. He was quiet, calm and collected, casually offering her plenty of space to lay out her interest. Her cheeks flushed a bit at his comment; Ginger hadn't really been looking at the price tags when she picked them out but, really, she'd have been hard pressed to 'budget' a collection with as little time as she had to pick. And it wasn't like he had to buy [i]all[/i] of them.\n\nOr any of them really- she reminded herself. This could all be some dirty trick to get her down to her skivvies. But he'd already paid $200 in a way so whatever.\n\n\"Ah, sorry. Didn't really look at the cost. If it's too much-\" She began but he cut her off, dismissing the fear. \"Mmmn, okay. Name's Ginger. Classic, I know.\" The young girl chuckled.\n\nAlmost reflexively, her paws had crossed grabbing the rim of her top and was about to pull it off when she seemed to, only then, realize she'd have to get naked to try it on. That was what he wanted of course, the perv, but that weight held her still for a moment. But money was nothing if not a powerful motivator, so her top came off with only that hint of hesitation. She might have turned around but it's not like it would have been any different, what with that big mirror behind her giving away all the details anyway.\n\nShe had beautiful breasts too, a smooth, glossy, unblemished hide with comfortable, round little nubs momentarily catching the hem of her clothing before flicking free and bouncing lightly free. Their creamy color had an alluring pink blush, tainting the areola with an attractive glow as it slipped up her neck, off her head and was left discarded. She could feel the big drake's eyes on her but little else as he waited patiently for her to wiggle out of her little miniskirt. Kicked up with youthful vigor, she caught it and laid them both on the large bench.\n\nTopless, she leaned back against it and wiggled out of her thigh-high socks as well leaving only her panties on. The pretty teen turned and collected the black lingerie, seemingly at the limit of her exposure and began unhooking the article from its hanger. \n\nZ:\nThe male watched with interest as the teen undressed, his thick tail flicking at the wall beside him. This one seemed all too eager to show off for him, but he wasn't complaining. She probably didn't have many opportunities like this. They both were going to make the most of it. \"Ginger? That's cute.\" The male said with a chuckle. It sounded like a stripper name, but he wouldn't tell her that, even though it was rather fitting at the moment. \n\nAs her top came off, the male felt something inside him stir, and his body subtly shifted. She was a cute one, alright. Her breasts looked plump and pert and he had half a mind to pop one of them in his maw. That would likely scare the poor thing though. No, she wasn't ready for that. But soon. He watched patiently as she began to put on the laced bra, which didn't actually obscure much, but that was the point. Still, he wanted to see *all* of her and another piece of lacy lingerie caught his eye; one that the girl had probably grabbed without realizing what it actually meant for her.\n\nThe male motioned down between her legs with the tip of his muzzle. \"I believe that came with a matching bottom, didn't it? Surely you picked that up too. Why don't you put that on next? I'm pretty sure there's a discount to buy both at the same time.\" He smirked at her, knowing from her face and body language alone that while she seemed okay with showing off her breasts, her pussy was another story entirely. \"Anything you try on, you can keep, like I said. You're already here so no point in being shy.\" \n\nD:\nThe young girl fitted the soft fabric against her sensitive mounds and reached around behind her back to clip them into place. The motion helped puff up her chest quite luxuriously, perfect teenage cups hoisted in the air with no need for a supporting bra or other such, just raw, bare feminine glory accentuated by expertly designed cloth. The semi-transparent material didn't hide her womanhood much, the tan pink even more alluring hiding behind the thin veil of faux modesty.\n\nShe seemed pleased with the comfort and fit as she put herself on display, both for herself and him this time. Then he mentioned the other half. She'd intended to try it on over her bottoms, just, you know, to be more reasonable. But he wasn't having it. The pretty little lady was going to need to wear it [i]proper[/i] if she wanted to take it home with her.\n\nThat was a tall ask but she'd already considered that possibility on her way over. Not long enough to come to a conclusion but enough that it hadn't scared her off then. And still didn't now. The fine young thing did hesitate for a moment but, heavens alive, did this feel so good on her already, it would be a crying shame to only go half-way…\n\n\"Alright.\" She spoke, more to convince herself than him.\n\nHer thumbs hooked either side of her panties before she'd even made a concrete decision. So, when she gave in to the temptation, it didn't take much to slide them down her hips. The wedge of fabric caught between her pressed thighs, stretching a little before her soft skin gave up their only protection leaving that soft, beautiful crotch damningly bare. Her henparts had the same natural pink blush about her nether regions. He'd seen a little bit peeking out from under the fabric before but now it was clear where it was coming from.\n\nThe rolled-up cloth fell to the floor. Stepping one foot out, she absent mindedly kicked it up with a flick of her leg, momentarily fully exposing herself and showing off that young flexible anthro body in the process. She set her panties aside with the rest of her original outfit and, with a bit of giddy excitement, began slipping into the matching crotchless bottoms she was eager to call her own. \n\nZ:\nThe female's compliance was met with an audible rumble from the male, along with a loud thwack of his tail along the side of the room. He watched her, nearly unblinking, his feral gaze much like the alpha predators of his ancestors at this point. She was his next meal, although not quite in the traditional way, and anyone with any sense would realize this. Yet, the teen, giddy from the expensive treat, seemed blind to how things were going to progress. \n\nAs she slipped off that undergarment and exposed herself to him fully, he took in a deep breath. Her scent might be too faint for her to detect, but his feral nose was much more sensitive. He could practically taste her, and it took all he had to keep himself from pouncing on the spot. He could feel his own sensitive regions starting to feel tight, and if the female had the nose for it, she'd smell his own aroused scent before too long. \n\nThe large dragon stirred as the flexible little anthro kicked her old clothing up. She had no idea how much that little move would cost her. The dragon let out another soft rumble and moved into a standing position, edging much closer to the female as she was distracted putting on the expensive set of panties. They didn't cover much either, but that was perfect for him. \n\nBefore she could even say a word about what to try next, the male made the decision for her. \"The socks now.\" He motioned with his muzzle to the set of purple stockings she had picked out. \"Sit back on the table and put those on. Keep those lovely legs spread for me, though. You can do that, right?\" With where he stood next to the table, she'd have to practically get under him to do as he requested, with his head only a few feet from her while she tried the socks on. The dragon eyed her, his tail flicking again. Would she do it? \n\nD:\nRrrft… Damn she was sexy. Granted the clothing tugged up between her legs did absolute wonders emphasizing her feminine assets. The soft fabric cradled her hips with a thin rim of semi-transparent clothing, adding a beautiful alure to her purple and cream-colored hide. The holes hugged her thighs and tail with the perfect amount of pressure as if it were made specifically for her body- or at least body type. And the crotchless slit didn't obstruct the best part of her nearly at all. \n\nIt felt so dirty, so revealing so… [i]freeing[/i] to wear that she lifted her arms up and did an adorable little spin. When she came to a stop, Ginger nearly stumbled back as she found the big drake hovering near her. Her heartbeat quickened as the feral male, several times her size, scooted close to really take in the details. It wasn't so overbearing as to be threatening, more… eager… interested… [i]attracted[/i]. His eyes took in every detail in a way that made her warm.\n\n\"O-oh…?\" It was hard to keep the concern out of her voice as he mentioned another little accessory she should try on. Her head turned to look and then he continued commenting. \"Oh!\" She seemed to realize what he wanted. His eager scoot up to her wasn't to harm her, it was to indulge in her.\n\nMan, he really was a pervy dragon.\n\nThere wasn't really much hesitation from her this time. Well, if she was going to get him to pay for all this stuff, she might as well tease him with it. Her mood changed as she gave a coy little grinsmirk that read she knew what was going on here. Of course the naive little teen had no idea the full length he was willing to go but it gave her the confidence to follow his instructions.\n\nGinger hopped up to sit on the bench and scooted in to prop herself, leaning up against the mirror. He drank in the sight of her as the teasy young girl lifted her hind legs up, parted them wide and settled a foot down on the bench beside her tail. The other remained arched as the feisty female did as she was told, snaking those long stockings up one leg, then shifting to the other to draw them up as well. The cupped her strong limbs while guiding the eyes toward the centerpiece between her legs.\n\nOnce all four limbs were kitted out, she relaxed, lifting a hind paw and stretching it out toward his chin. She blew him a kiss and flexed her toes, ostensibly to show off the fabric tucked pleasantly between them. But they both knew that wasn't really the reason. \n\nZ:\nThe male watched the little female, his nostrils flaring as she dared to get so close to him. So close she was all he could smell. So close all he had to do was reach out and he could do anything he wanted to her. And yet, even with this large male, many times her size, right above her, she was so carefree about it! Well, that's how things went in the modern world, he supposed. The younger generations knew nothing of modesty. \n\nHe watched her as she teasingly flaunted for him, making a show of putting on those socks and giving him an unobstructed view of her amazingly-tight looking slit. Did she have any understanding of how much of a mess he could make out of that? Did she have any idea of what she was doing to him at this moment? The thoughts going on in his head of using her body like nothing more than a masturbation toy, several sizes too small. Certainly she would before this little encounter was through. \n\nThe male huffed out to her, half in surprised and half out of pure satisfaction that she was finally getting the picture of what he really wanted. That paw in his face though. He couldn't help himself, the male leaned forward and pressed his maw to her toes, letting her feel his hot breath between them. He even dared to let his tongue slide over two of them, suckling for just a moment as he made eye contact with her and stared with lusty intent. He turned his head, letting that hindpaw press to his cheek as he spoke to her again. The male had been direct so far, and so far, it hadn't backfired. \n\n\"Ginger, you're the cutest anthro I've laid my eyes on in quite a while, you know that? You really know how to please. But I wonder… have you ever had a feral make out with your pussy before?\" He smirked at her, all attempts at subtlety gone, if it had ever been there to begin with. The male continued to nuzzle and kiss over the hindpaw pressed to him as though he hadn't just asked such a lewd question. \n\nD:\nThe soft violet hide and dainty underpaws were a delight for the devious drake to indulge. For some reason, Ginger was surprised by his physical attention. She guessed she'd just expected it to all be for show and nothing more but here she was feeling the warm heat of his body and breath, the press of his muzzle against her foot and the undeniable tingle of delight from his wet tongue grazing her sexy digits. And all while he watched her like some snack of a girl.\n\nNot that she'd done anything to dissuade the look, flaunting her body in the most inappropriate way right here in the middle of a public store. Heavens alive what would she do if someone pushed the door open and saw her with her pussy out being tantalized by a feral. There was no chance of that of course, the door was locked and there was an entire dragon between her and any prying eyes but she'd still die of embarrassment if it somehow happened!\n\nAnd yet she didn't try to stop him, huffing a little herself as an undeniable arousal warmed to the tips of her ears. The alluring pheromones of an aroused, fertile female fought for space within the booth against the strong scent of a feral male's arousal. That probably wasn't helping her condition either, even if the young girl wasn't entirely aware of its effects on her.\n\nThen he bluntly asked if he could eat her out.\n\nNot in those exact words of course, a bit more coy then crass about it but the almost whispered offer was clear enough, even to the spicy young virgin. She huffed and shook her head, heart thumping in her chest, pumping warm blood to all the right areas of her body. 19 years around the sun and she'd never done more than talon or tail down here and here was a brazen, wealthy feral potentially offering to give her an experience of a lifetime!\n\nShe didn't tell him he could, there was no way she could convince the logic circuits in her brain to go that far. But she didn't tell him he [i]couldn't[/i] either. It was easier to internally justify that way. \n\nZ:\nThe female was flustered - he liked that. She was obviously horny, turned on by the idea of a feral giving her such intimate attention. He nuzzled over her paw again before moving his muzzling to her ankle and kissing her there, over her sock. \"It's not that uncommon a thing to think about. Lots of anthros wonder what it'd be like to be with a feral. I guess you don't have to wonder anymore. Just try not to squeal too loud or someone will come.\" The male winked at her, and without a further word, or permission, he ran his muzzle down her leg and kissed over her exposed slit. \n\nThe large feral could taste her arousal now, and she was doing very little to stop him from going further. He pressed his maw firmly to her slit, inhaling her scent, and letting his tongue lay flat against her soft flesh. She was practically shaking. Scared? Maybe. Or perhaps just aroused and excited. Either way, it was clear this was a first for her. The feral flicked at her clit with his tongue before sinking it in just inside her and sampling that supple inner flesh. Her taste was divine, fresh and light, and oh how her tunnel clenched hard around the wet invading appendage. The male had himself quite a catch this time. \n\nHe pulled his maw from her, a strand of saliva connecting his muzzle to her slit for just a moment before he licked his lips. \"You a virgin, Ginger? Doesn't matter; I want you to cum for me. Use your fingers, or just grind where you need to against my tongue. You can grab anything you want from that rack and add it to the list, but I just want you to promise me one thing; you'll think about my dick stuffed inside you while we do this. Got it?\" It may have been hard to see until now, but the male was sporting a solid erection. At just the right angle, the anthro would catch a glimpse of it every now and then, swinging between his muscular legs. It was large, much larger than any anthro she'd ever seen, tapered, knotted, and dark purple in the even lighting of the dressing room. \n\nBefore the anthro could so much as answer the question, that feral head was back between her legs, more firmly lapping at her depths, interspersed between lewd sucking at her plump lips. \n\nD:\nGawds, she really shouldn't be doing this! Though, in reality, she shouldn't have done [i]any[/i] of this. Yet here she was with her legs spread, pussy on display and naked dragon toying with her body. It was impossible for her to know how 'common' it was to think about ferals in a sexy way but, she'd only be lying to herself is she wasn't considering him in that sort of light right now…\n\nGinger let off a soft exhale as his tongue met her slit, as soft nuzzle taking in that sweet, spicy scent directly from the source. Unobstructed by the store's perfumes or his own radiating desire, he pulled her healthy, receptive scent straight into his nostrils and let it bring a lingering warmth to his crotch. Then his tongue touched her and she gasp loud enough someone sitting outside could have overheard the salacious sound.\n\nIt was the first time anyone other than herself had touched her there, the curve of his tongue running along her petals, prying them open just enough to get a taste of her soft, bubblegum-colored insides. It left her heart thumping in her chest as he leaned up, that angular snout between her bent knees and told her what to do.\n\nHer cheeks were already warm so the idea of being told to [i]cum for him[/i] hardly made them glow any more. Fuck… he knew she was a virgin? The young girl bit her lip. Then he shifted in a way that put his purple prick on display right in front of her. The view of that arm-thick shaft just popping into view with nigh a care made her chest flutter a bit. But he didn't give her much time to think on the implications as his snout lowered back down and took up the opportunity to indulge in his devious little passion.\n\n\"Aaah-ahn!\" She gasped softly, mindful of what he'd said about prying ears and arched her hips reflexively as that long oral organ split her pussy lips and lazily climbed up inside her. It was already as thick as any cock she'd be able to find reasonably find and it only spread her wider the further in it went.\n\nHer hand immediately reached out to his nose to stop him, the blue drake obliging though he didn't retreat, not without an express request from her. She huffed, panting, looking at him as he waited with devious patience. A soft tug from those dainty little talons was all he needed to know to continue, lathering her insides with vulgar attention as she hissed and clenched and watched him fondle her pussy. It was hard [i]not[/i] to think about that impressive spire twitching between his legs, its every motion catching her eye.\n\nAnd he could see her starring at it, even as her talons played with her sensually tortured slit. She hadn't even questioned his request. And with little effort, he already had her thinking about what a feral was like in bed. It was still his excellent oral work that got her off but the orgasm was tainted by the idea of having sex with a four-legged beast. She couldn't fake it either, those powerful, pleasurable contractions around his tongue very clearly indicating how hard this tasty little slut had just cum for him. \n\nZ:\nHer soft moans and obvious apprehension did little to dissuade the male, although there was a growing concern that someone would hear them. If not for her little noises and the wet smacking of his lips, the room certainly smelled like sex, and that scent would be wafting under the door before long. That wouldn't stop him. Even if someone did peak inside, it likely wouldn't. He was too addicted to this slutty little anthro's taste, and the teasing little performance she had given him earlier. She had no idea how much sticking her hindpaw in his face had turned him on, and it was going to be her womb that paid for it. \n\nIt didn't take long for her to get where she needed to be. Though, not shocking, if she was indeed a virgin as he suspected. He let his tongue relax as he felt her shudder and contract around it, simply letting her feel that warm, slippery piece of meat fill her while she climaxed around it. Then, he lapped at her, taking in the sweet sauce she had just given him, until she was relatively clean once again, besides her juices that had spilled onto the table and floor, that is. \n\nWith one final kiss, the male's maw parted with her twitching slit, leaving her with a slit empty feeling. He rumbled to her softly, smirking as he asked a teasing question. \"How did it feel to lose your virginity to a feral's tongue?\" He watched her for just a moment, letting her thick that over before snickering. \"I'm just messing with yah, it doesn't count unless it's a cock, of course.\" He wasn't done teasing her yet though - not by a long shot. Without warning, the feral put a paw on the table next to her head, hoisting himself up until he was practically on top of her, and unceremoniously laying his thick purple spire right over her still-twitching slit. He stared down at her, watching as his tip leaked onto her belly. \"The real question is; how much is your virginity worth to you?\" \n\nD:\n\"Wooo… haaaaa…\" She huffed, eyes closed at the heady throb at the base of her skull. Maw open with a soft pant as she drew in fistfuls of breath to calm herself. She'd never done that, or anything even remotely like that. She felt dirty but dangerously satisfied with the result. She'd cum before of course, even a good little religiously raised girl like her would have a hard time keeping her claws out of her snatch.\n\nBut this was different, this was from something not in her control. Her paw had grasped his tongue, holding it as she trembled over that fleshy appendage, legs quivering and tail plastered against the bench. And then she let him go, feeling slimy and violated and [i]really good[/i].\n\nHis comment about losing her virginity caught him off guard and she stiffened in confusion. She hadn't outwardly admitted to being a virgin but if that wasn't cue enough to tell him it was true, he wouldn't know what would. She relaxed when he corrected the teasing joke; she had been pretty sure that didn't count and his confirmation smoothed over the ruffles.\n\nBut that was just part of the point wasn't it? The big drake hoisting himself up, standing fully over her and bringing his very real, very bare cock up between her legs with startling power. Her heart jumped and then shuddered a little as he ever so gently laid it down between her legs, rubbing his wet flesh against the open, exposed slot in her panties. Or, more accurately, right against her beautifully glistening vulva. A simple motion for him rubbed a foot of dragon dick directly across her henparts, causing the wide-eyed anthro girl to watch in aroused concern.\n\nThe angular tip just [i]oozed[/i] with interest in her. A warm trail of seedy goo glazed her belly and dribbled down her flank as she just huffed and starred like a deer in headlights. [i]Could she even…?![/i] It was a weird thought to be intruding into her mind as she laid there against the mirror, mesmerized by its instinctual throbs and twitches, interested in one thing and one thing only at this moment. Something her tight, unprepared little body could provide.\n\nGinger tore her eyes away from the vulgar, horny sight at her crotch to look at his handsome muzzle, filled with casual disregard for what they were doing right here in the middle of a public changing room.\n\n\"W-what…?\" She inquired, puzzled by what he meant. \n\nZ:\nThe male stood over her, his hips swaying ever so slightly, causing his length to grind down on her back and forth over her exposed cunt until the underside of his shaft was practically coated in her juices. He stared her down, trying to gauge her receptiveness to his offer, though she seemed more confused than anything else. He was about 99% sure she was a virgin, sure, but was this the first time she'd ever even had a cock pressed up close to her like this? With how readily she threw her undergarments off and stuck those lovely little hindpaws in his face, he wouldn't have guessed it. \n\nHe smirked at her. \"Hm? Don't act like you don't know. You just got off thinking about it, didn't you? You want to know what a real dick feels like? Here's your chance. Probably won't have this opportunity again - most ferals aren't interested in anthros. You really going to pass up the chance to be one of the few anthros out there who can say they had the pleasure of losing their virginity to a feral?\" He was a business dragon, after all, he couldn't help but think of it like a sale's pitch. Still, perhaps that was the wrong approach - this little anthro seemed rather clueless about what she wanted. \n\n\"Look, I'll put it bluntly.\" He said, after a little bit of thought. \"We've been at this for what, 20 minutes? And this whole time I've just been thinking about how tight and hot and wet that perfect pussy of yours would feel squeezing on my cock. So, I want to know how much money I have to throw into the pool to let me feel you. Hell, even just the tip would be fine.\" He drew a finger and thumb down over a length of his cock that could be considered \"the tip\", which was almost as large a normal anthro's entire dick. He pulled back on her until his length had nearly pulled off, with only his tip remaining at her slit. With the angle the two were at, all he really had to do was push forward and he'd sink right into her. \"What do you think? $500? That's about what that swimsuit you picked out is worth, isn't it?\"\n\nBeing so direct with her might not work. It was a long shot that some virgin anthro would be willing to sell her virginity in the first place. But to a feral? And for so cheap? Who knows. Yet, eventually someone would come disturb them, and he wanted to be out of the store before that happened. Leaving this anthro alone in the dressing room, covered from head to toe in his cum, inside and out, was his top priority. He might have been a bit too forward with the question, but, even if she did say no, he had a few more tricks up his sleeve. \n\nD:\nGinger wasn't just some hussy out to sell her body for a couple bucks… but it was hard to just straight up turn down an offer like that. She bit her lip in that cute way he'd seen her do a couple times. A fun little tell that she was conflicted but interested. So he put her on the spot.\n\nDrawing that drippy flesh down to her crotch and rubbed the head of his penis directly against her soft little vent, smearing his slick precum in with her liberal pussy juice to make a devious little mixture right on the cusp of her womanhood. The sensation was dark and dirty and electrically stimulating. Part of her wanted to scoot up and away, protect herself from this big beast while that other part was definitely horny and curious.\n\nThen he hit her with the bonus package. $500 was nothing to sneeze at. This cute, skimpy little lingerie set [i]and[/i] that hot little summer swimsuit that would turn heads… Huff… was it worth it. She placed a paw on her belly, rubbing gently at the edge of that [i]itch[/i] that his tongue had enflamed. Cumming like the virgin she was hadn't sated her, if anything it just made the lustiness heaver and more risqué.\n\n\"Just… the tip…?\" She confirmed. The devilish drake grinned his affirmative and her rubbing paw ventured a little lower.\n\nHe backed off, reluctant as he might be to do so and let her stew on it. It was a gamble to let her dwell on the decision but, with the way her paw was gently massaging her honey pot, it wasn't a bad bet. When her legs relaxed and knees widened in a casual spread, he knew he had her. If that wasn't enough confirmation, the way those tiny dark talons hooked her supple flesh and held it open wide, offered up her delicious pink pussy to him would be.\n\n\"Ahhn… just… be gentle. It [i]is[/i] my first time.\" She huffed, finally admitting what he suspected all along. It'd be enough to make him salivate all on its own, some hot little anthro girl selling her chastity to him for such a bargain-barrel price. Only one male could ever enjoy taking her virginity and she'd just traded it for a swimsuit. \n\nZ:\nThe male watched her mull over the question. Her body was heated, aroused, and her mind likely not thinking as clearly as it would have been a mere 30 minutes ago. It wasn't unusual to fall for such lusty traps, especially when money was involved too, which is why this whole thing had hardly even been a gamble for the male. Even so, the confirmation caught him a little off guard. She was ready for him. She *wanted* him. She even did him the favor of spreading herself open for him, with his cock right there pressed against her! His tip was practically inside her already, the side nested between her spread folds! \n\nThe male let out a soft huff at her warmth and wetness. He had half a mind to sink right into her. His body shuddered at the thought of sinking *all* the way into her. He could do it! She would scream, sure, but he would still have the pleasure of feeling her hot body squeeze down unbelievably tight on his entire shaft. He could fuck her as hard as he could; press her body against the wall and hammer his dick into her over and over, smacking his knot against her slutty lips until he doused her insides with cum. The male clenched his teeth, huffing again. He was flustered, his heart pounding. But, in a few moments he calmed himself, taking deep breaths until he was his usual self. \n\n\"Gonna be hard for me to be gentle with you. I'm so much bigger.\" He said with a chuckle. Then, in a bit of an odd movement, he withdrew from her. \"Here, I've got a better idea.\" He settled down in front of her and in front of the mirror, lounging in a half-seated position. \"You come over here and ride me, how about that? Don't be shy, just straddle over my shaft and sink down on it. You'll get to go as slow and gentle as you want. Besides that, look.\" He pointed to the mirror in front of him. \"You face that way and you'll get to watch yourself take your own virginity. Sounds fun, doesn't it?\" He smirked at her. \"Oh yeah, you should take off that lingerie, you're going to ruin it. Keep the socks though.\" He quickly added, with a chuckle. \n\nD:\nThe sultry string of intermingled fluid that stretched from his tip was a sight to see, thick and gooey. When he pulled away, her heart jumped; did she do something wrong?! But no, the poor girl had no idea just how absolutely [i]right[/i] she had been instead. The big beast just had to corral is desires and pen them up behind that thin gate of civility. He'd still get to let them lose if he played his cards right and it would last longer and feel better.\n\nThe big beast made himself comfortable and the young girl leaned forward, slowly taking a cautious step off the bench looking a bit of a whorish mess already with seedy juices on her tummy and thighs. Her blush returned when he described his plan, propping that vibrant virile purple prick straight up for her to come 'sit' on. She'd already agreed to do it so it would be quite a dick move if she backed out now. So she stood as the casually exposed male encouraged her to keep her new clothing in good shape by stripping down to her stockings instead and just come ruin her body instead.\n\nWatching her disrobe the second time wasn't quite as exciting as the first, what with the memory of her bare body still fresh in his mind. He even directed her to face away toward the mirror once she'd climbed up and was straddling his haunches with her lithe little body. It was still a huffy proposition but at least the whole thing was under her control. With socks up to her thighs and cute little gloves hugging around her biceps, the whole middle of her body was left very hot and naked with what little comfort the lingerie had provided having been left behind.\n\nShe didn't think about it too much. If she did, the poor teenage virgin probably would have realized what a bad idea it really was and gotten cold feet. Instead, she just posited herself and reached down to wrap her tiny paw around just below the head. Her claws barely fit around it… He'd have to stay relaxed, less an eager stiffened tug yank that great beast right out of her grasp; an aspect made all the harder when he got to watch the little girl squat down and press her delicate folds to his crown.\n\nThe luxurious pink skin parted easily, almost eagerly as his shaft rounded out her channel almost instantly. Her soft huffs as she tried to get it inside were almost musical. The slow, methodical testing was sinfully enjoyable, watching the girl trying to deflower herself on the feral shaft. He could feel the strong ring of muscle inside resisting its intrusion. He couldn't even really count it as taking her virginity until he'd passed at least that deep.\n\nBut, tail hiked and body concentrating, he'd get that pleasure in short order. The soft hissing gasp of surprise as he felt his wet flesh [i]slip[/i] inside her echoing his own sentiment. Her body clenched down on him strongly and, for a moment, refused to give up the source of the stinging sensation between her legs. With a little work it [i]schlopped[/i] out and she stood, dripping with a mixture of horny hencum and a generous squirt of seminal fluid from the eager male beneath her.\n\nOf her own volition, she tried again a moment later when her body had calmed, convinced that wasn't enough for the full $500. Her nether lips made out with his cock again and, this time, slipped back inside with considerably less effort. She still hastily pulled him free to let her body recover but, on the third try, she squatted over him with his dick twitching inside her and left it there. The view of that taut ring of pink flesh hugging his violet spear was devastatingly beautiful. \n\nZ:\nWith the dragoness in control, the male really only had to watch the show. Still, it was hard for him to contain his excitement and lust - but he had little choice. It was clear that even a small thrust from him would likely injure her at this point, as badly as he wanted to push her straight down until his knot stopped her. As she straddled over him and started to press to his tip, the male slid his paws over her bare breasts. He held her there, using the flesh as sort of handles to hold her. It wasn't an overly useful grip, but it still helped stabilize her just a tad. Mostly though, as anyone could have suspected, he simply wanted to fondle those perky, smooth breasts. \n\nHe rumbled to himself, watching the show in the mirror in front of them, while feeling it in real time, and all the while slowly palming at her chest. Her first few attempts at getting the girthy tip in made him chuckle - she was going to be an absurdly tight fit. He wondered if she could even take his entire length! Only time would tell because he'd certainly try. Keeping his voice low, he whispered teasing words of encouragement into her ear. \"There you go, work it in nice and slow, just like that.\" He grunted as she sunk down on him successfully, the ridge at the edge of his tip catching on her squeezing tunnel and making it difficult to pull back off. \"Mmf! Yeah, that's it!\"\n\nAs she sank down back on him again and stayed there, he huffed. He could feel every little movement of her body, her pulse, and her subtle squirming at being spread open even just this little bit. Likewise, she could feel him, a much harder, stronger twitching, all in the service of drooling dangerous pre-cum into her tunnel. \"Hah! Look at that! Bet you never thought you'd see a feral's dick between your legs, did you? But uh, only thing is, we agreed on the tip.\" He leaned in, nuzzling and kissing at the side of her face. \"I meant the whole tip, you're going to have to take a bit more than that. Can barely even claim you aren't a virgin anymore with just that little bit in you!\" \n\nD:\nShe already felt soooo full, the blushing anthro having a hard time concentrating with those groping paws toying with the perky little nubs on her chest. So soft and sinfully smooth under his large paws. Feral hens didn't have these cute little cub feeders so it was a special treat for him to have such a pretty pair to play with. He could even imagine what they'd look like with a couple hatchlings attached to them; a thought that could easily become reality if she wasn't extremely careful.\n\nBut he knew how to push her in the direction of taking risks and throwing caution to the wind. He was already inside her pussy completely bare and knew she was fertile. His tongue had been able to taste it while teasing against the little divot at the back of her channel, a nice rich hormonal cocktail that gave away an ovulating female. Ginger had never even considered the possibility of getting pregnant by a feral, she didn't even know if it was possible.\n\nBut that was only an inkling of a thought piled in under all the other things she had to feel and think about right now. She stood there, letting him play with her body, the soft bump in her pussy signify the pathetic depth he'd gotten inside her and he whispered his confirmation of wanting more. It was already far more than she'd have ever expected to take but… she'd gone this far, she could do a little more.\n\nIt was no easy feat of course, by feral standards, the big drake didn't get too much thicker but, by the little teenage virgin's standard, might as well be a fire hydrant! But a girl's body was nothing if not adaptable and stretchy.\n\nThe girl nodded her acceptance of his terms and shifted again. It would be quite a shame to almost have the swimsuit and have to back out now. So she plucked his cock from her core a few more times, slowly riding the crown to help her body get used to the idea of being fisted by a feral dick and, before long she managed to inch a little further down. The drake wouldn't even have to push her down in his lap, all he had to do was rest relaxed paws on her and the weight alone would be enough to get her sinking further down.\n\nSeeing her poor little legs quiver with the effort to remain upright was quite a sight indeed as that naked pussy slid down almost halfway. There was a distinct, vulgar bulge in her belly now as the dirty drake streeetched her out like a living fleshlight. Her gasping exhales hinted at a tinge of discomfort but, was that the sound of some deeply rooted ecstasy escaping that cute little mouth of hers.\n\nEither way, this was no easy task for her. And now, as she knelt against him with his cock nestled dangerously against the cozy crook of her cervix, there was no way she could ever claim to be a virgin again. Not after her purity had been fully and completely stripped away by that bestial dragon dick. \n\nZ:\nHe continued massaging over her breasts softly, giving them a nice firm grip here and there. It was rare he got to do this with an anthro, especially one like this little violet slut. So ready to throw away her virginity, her body, even her future. He could feel she was basically at the limit of what she could do at her own, but only about half his length was inside her. He wanted more. He wanted it all. \n\nThe male didn't stop with his soft teasing whispers, edging her on, and adding in little remarks just to make her worry. \"That's it, Ginger, take it like your body was meant to. Dang, look at that bulge in your belly!\" He chuckled, sliding his paw down to rub over his only length inside her, feeling the pressure back through her body. \"Oof…that's nice. Mmn… never met a girl like you, Ginger. You didn't even ask for a condom - just rode it bareback. Didn't know you were into such dangerous fun, but here you are, bare feral cock stuffed halfway in you.\" He shifted his weight a bit, letting out a soft groan at the feeling of her tight passage squeezing on him hard. \n\nAlthough he was holding her breasts, his grip didn't actually do much to hold her up. In her squatting position, she'd be getting tired, legs starting to ache. Unfortunately, that could only mean gravity would be doing its work, and letting her slip little by little further on his slick shaft. Every little movement she made would be accompanied by a new stinging feeling of his length slipping just a bit deeper, stretching her untouched depths. \n\n\"What do you think, Ginger? Can you take it all? All the way down to the knot?\" Of course, the obvious answer was no, but that was half the point. The question was only meant to get her to think about the idea, put the possibility in her mind, and to make her worried. He hadn't even given her a reason why she *should* do it. He just wanted to see how she would react. \n\nD:\nS-such a p-pervert… She huffed to herself, completely ignoring the fact that she had voluntarily sat on his cock. The genuine gasp as his talons slid over the lump in her gut musical. A passerby might just thing she'd caught a nail or stubbed a toe but, no, the sound came from a much more vulgar reason. He traced the outline purposefully, feeling on the outside what he was doing to her on the inside; molding her body to fit his carnal lusts.\n\nThe little shift of his hips sawed is ridges across her canal and made her eyes bulge slightly and gasp wide-mouthed. It was hard to even call it thrusting what with her clinging flesh just rocking back and forth with him but [i]fuck[/i] did she feel every inch of it rooting around inside her! Her ears burned as he teased her, mentioning the lack of condom and got a reflexive [i]clench[/i] out of that good little cunt of hers in response.\n\n\"N-no…\" She puffed, a paw on his knees and slowly drew upward. The poor girl bit her lip at the damningly simulating sensation of his ridges catching and plucking against her vulva on the way out. \"I did-\" She paused to grit her teeth, the big drake watching those perfect pussy lips yawn deliciously wide to give up its prize. Finally, that wet cockflesh [i]schloped[/i] out of her pussy with some reluctance.\n\nShe stood there, panting, huffing, every nerve on fire and complaining both at the strain and the sudden unfulfilled emptiness. Her stretched, yawning, youthful hole just [i]dripped[/i] with their mixed fluid. There was already enough inside her to make any anthro male jealous and that was just precum from the wealthy male.\n\n\"I did what you wanted.\" She tried again, getting it out this time. The [i]now pay up[/i] part was only implied though. She couldn't actually force him to do anything and could very well have wasted her virginity on nothing.\n\nBut she didn't want to risk more. If ferals [i]could[/i] get anthros pregnant somehow, she didn't want to take the chance for just some swimsuit. Plus, to get him any deeper she'd have to… The young girl huffed at the thought, delicate little fingers dancing across her teased little baby gate.\n\n\"Good… enough…?\" She inquired. \n\nZ:\nThe male didn't try to stop her, instead immensely enjoying the feeling of her pulling up off him. Every little ridge of his cock, specifically designed to massage and stimulate for ovulation, caught on her tight flesh and made it a *struggle* to pull off him. That, combined with the ache in her legs from holding a squatting position for so long, he was a little surprised she managed to get off him so quickly. Still, he released her breasts as she did, letting his paws drift to her hips in her new standing position. The upper half of his length was absolutely soaked with her juices as it lazily fell from her, stiffly hanging just to the side of her once-virgin opening. \n\nThe male laughed to her, looking at that strained opening in the mirror. He ran a finger down over her slit lips. \"Oof, not so tight and perfect anymore. I guess that's what happens when your first time is with a feral, huh? Will probably tighten back up. Hopefully.\" \n\nHe leaned back a bit, eyeing the pile of clothes in the corner that she hadn't yet earned. \"I mean, you picked out so much, and couldn't even take my whole spire! I thought you understood what I meant when I told you pick out anything you wanted. But I guess you didn't really get it. I thought it was obvious the deal was we were going all the way. Seemed like you understood when you were on your back, letting me grind up against you.\" The male eyed her, via his reflection in the mirror. \"I mean, you can have the black lingerie; that's already yours. Shame though, we were already getting close to finishing. If you leave now, I guess that means you gave away your virginity for no reason. Huff... thought it was weird you agreed for just a swimsuit. Was going to give you everything else in the end anyway. Oh well.\" \n\nD:\nThe crafty drake didn't try to force her to stay or do anything at all really, just sat back and enjoyed the show. He knew how to play her. The big drake could easily take what he wanted from her but he wanted her to give it to him, freely, to sell her body for a pile of cotton and take both them and the consequences of her choices home with her. The poor girl hissed softly as he played with her sensitive entrance, massaging the rim he'd so recently violated, then filled her in on the missing piece of the puzzle.\n\nHe made her feel foolish too. The hints were there and he'd been rather direct about it, seemingly with that very goal in mind the whole time. She huffed and looked toward all the beautiful, expensive clothing with a longing. There must be a thousand bucks worth of stuff she hadn't gone through alone. Would he really…?\n\nThe hook was set.\n\nAnd, it was a [i]lot[/i] of money… At least to her. It'd be several days' worth of work if she were could get a good job with good pay but, at the moment, the unemployed teenager was seriously considering the offer. There was that tell again. And the casual massage along her backside was used to tell her it was all in her hands, the decision (and its consequences) was entirely up to her.\n\n\"Sooo…\" She chewed on a talon gently. \"What? I just have to get you off and I can have all of it?\"\n\nTime to reel her in.\n\nHer inquiry was more transaction; a quicker, verbal agreement with no misunderstanding of what he wanted for what she'd get this time. So long as he, like, didn't want her to hurt herself, she'd probably do it. Heck, if he promised enough, he might even get her to walk around the store without her panties on afterward, cum dripping down her thighs while she picked out a couple more dresses she wouldn't be able to wear in a few months after he was done ruining her. \n\nZ:\nThe male narrowed his gaze as she considered the offer. Of course, something like this was always bound to be how it ended. No matter what decisions she made, it would lead to this. The dragon was clever in his manipulations, he needed to be in his day-to-day job. Tricking an unsuspecting anthro into this sort of thing was an easy task for him. He wanted everything from her. He wanted to feel her around his knot, but he would tell her that yet. Ultimately, he wanted to fill her with his cum and watch it all drool out of her just as heavily. But, for now, he just wanted her back on his cock. \n\n\"Mm, that's right.\" He said with a soft nod. \"Well, just so we don't have another understanding of what 'getting me off' means - I want you to make me cum. And, I want you to do it with this.\" He slowly circled a finger around her slightly stretched slit. \"Not your hands or your maw. Just this. Also, I'd like you to take my whole cock. Will be a big stretch for you, but you can do it, I'm sure. You've gotta take the *entire* thing, at least for a minute or two. Better be sure you're ready for that.\" \n\nHe smirked at her. She had practically already agreed, although he wondered if asking her to take the entire thing was too much. Naturally, he had left out the detail that he didn't mention his knot in the equation. \"Oh, and one more thing. We started this without a condom, so we're finishing it without one. I want to feel that cute cunt of yours bare.\" Of course, the idea of cumming in her unprotected was far too much to ask, but he knew that. A classic tactic - all she had to do was refuse that last part, and for him to relent, and she'd feel like she won out in the deal. He rumbled out to her, wondering if she'd take the bait. \n\nD:\nShe listened with that cute little claw hanging out of the side of her maw, getting the full deal with a huff. All the way? Could she even…? Gawds that would be hard to do. But… If he let her take it slow… maybe it would be possible. He could watch her trying to calculate it, the cost of the clothing with the cost of the dirty deed. She was already naked (mostly), stretched and horny, halfway to the goal already and it would be a shame to go through all of this for nothing.\n\nHer ears flicked up in a perk as he commented about cumming inside. She still didn't know if ferals could get anthros pregnant but she didn't want to take the chance.\n\n\"Ah! You can't do that.\" Ginger spoke a little louder than she intended, ears and voice lowering. \"I'm not on any birth control.\" She huffed. \"I- I can do the rest… but you can't cum inside me.\" That was bargaining 101 and he had it down to an art.\n\nIt was easy enough to sell her on the 'better' deal. She had to go all the way, had to pleasure him to the edge and then pull off at the last moment and use her muzzle to keep from making a mess of the booth. He had to tell her when he was almost there but it was up to her to do the rest. Afterward, the dresses were hers.\n\nThe young hen huffed, nodding in agreement and the big drake relaxed, waiting for her to fulfil her end of the bargain. She fidgeted a little, that gorgeous, lithe little form standing there, about to ruin her life of her own accord. Turning back around, paws on his knees, she stepped backward and lifted her tail until that greased flesh squeezed up between her thighs. Legs parted nice and wide to either side of his haunches he watched that young puffy pussy yawn out around his cockflesh once more.\n\nThe thrill of taking her virginity was no longer there but, in its place, a new thrill of having this innocent, naive teenager use her body to pleasure him to climax took its place. One slow pass to re-train her body to take him and the second she had her pussy melting down his cock once more. Two more strokes and those soft swollen fleshy lips were gorged right back to where it had been previously. The short break had done her some good, letting her muscles relax. It didn't make that snug anthro cunt any less tight but it made it easier for her to work on her next goal.\n\nShe hissed each time his tip her cervix, that tail-hole tight ring guarding her womb not giving in as easily as her pussy had. But she could do it. A little pressure for a few seconds and then she'd ease up. A few heartbeats later, she was back at it, trying to impale herself on the full girth of dragon dick. The visible bulge shifting in her tummy as she rode him was grotesquely arousing, showing vividly exactly what he was going to her as Ginger worked for her paycheck. \n\nZ:\nfidgeted and tapped at the ground, but finally he relented with a scoff. \"Fine, I'll pull out before I cum. I still get to cum though.\" Of course, it was all an act, but a thoroughly convincing one, he thought. \n\nHe didn't even have to help the lovely little anthro as she got back into his favorite position for her, right over his cock, and let the rigid, wet member slip back inside. Before long, she was taking it back to halfway, and then a little more. The break had caused him to regain his stamina, and he was nowhere close to orgasm, but the idea of breaking this little slut was certainly getting him there, not to mention that tight cervix trying desperately to swallow his tip. All this, he had also planned. There was little she could do to force herself down on it, and watched her struggle with immense pleasure, and a soft sway from side to side now and then, jostling the massive shaft inside her and letting her feel new angles of stretching and both pleasure and pain.\n\nAfter some time, it was clear to both of them that this task was basically impossible - not without her being strong willed enough to cause herself that much pain. The feral male took the opportunity to enact the next phase of his devious plan. \"Good effort, hun, but you're going to need some help. Here, let me, I'll go slow.\" Without a word of consent from her, the male reached down around the back of her legs, gripping her hard and pulling her up off her feet. He supported her like this, her hindpaws high in the air near her head, and her back against his chest. It was an awkward position, and a terrifying one, being that the dragon was suddenly in full control. He could push her down all the way to his knot easily, or he could just loosen his grip and gravity would do it for him. But he just held her there, stuck halfway on his cock, and slowly, gently rocking his hips up against her. \"Ah... that's it... like this.\" \n\nD:\nThe smoll anthro was trying but it was slow going. Ginger was pretty convinced she could do it with enough time but, after a while, the frisky feral seemed impatient at her progress and decided to 'help' her out. She glanced back just in time to squeak softly as he swept her feet out from under her. She knew full well ferals were powerful but the ease at which he simply manipulated her body was frighteningly easy. There was hardly a strain as he took the reins and nearly bent her legs back.\n\nHe knew she could take it, had seen her flexibility before with that cute little flick of her panties that seemed eons ago now. That stretched her crotch nice and wide and left nothing to obstruct the area between his cock and her cunt. She hadn't realized how much of a plaything she was to him until that heart pounding moment when he effortlessly lifted her up and squished her back down. The shock of being picked up tightened that pleasant little channel for several moments but, a carefully metered motion helped sooth her internal fears and let him get to work laying waste on that beautiful little pussy of hers.\n\n\"Nah-Nayyah-Nnggguhh…\" She exhaled as rubbed his cock with her soft, vulnerable little sex, grinding those ridges across her sensitive folds with purpose. Even if she wasn't in heat, his feral anatomy could get her ovulating anyway. And if she was in heat, well, those cute little nubs were going to get a hell of a workout in a couple months then.\n\nThe big beast was less concerned about going [i]too far[/i] which let him push her limits even more greedily. It was more difficult to breath in this position which, oddly, benefited the situation too, forcing her to concentrate more on that and less on the pinch of his cock trying to violate the last bastion of sanctity.\n\nThe mirror didn't help either, the full-frontal view of that purple beast impaling her hot pink slit in full rich detail making her ears burn. Part of her was glad he'd gotten her to take off the lingerie panties, there was no way they'd survive this ordeal.\n\nTo say nothing of her pussy. \n\nZ:\nThis position certainly worked better for the male, it's something he had wanted to do from the very start. He just had to say all the right things to get her to this point. From perfect virgin to feral-slut in half an hour! Who knew she'd be so easy. \n\n\nThings were speeding up now, the male was rolling his hips and lifting her up and down in unison, working his shaft nearly out of her, before letting it sink back in to her cervix, battering at it, stretching it little bit little and his cocktip worked its way in. The sloppy sounds of their joining made him squirm, as did her little moans and convulsions. \"Take it all, Ginger, every last inch! I can tell already that pussy of yours is gonna make me cum -mmf- so hard! Can't believe you're letting me do this! Ahn… I love your pussy, Ginger, I really do.\" \n\nHe treatment of her was getting faster, rougher, and he didn't seem intent on stopping. He was actually worried for a moment that she might not be able to take it, that maybe she really was too tight and this would break her, but just when the thought entered his mind, he felt the ridged underside of his tip slip in past her cervix. His body shuddered hard, but he only kept up the treatment, even through her own reactions. It was easier going to get more in now that her cervix gave way. \n\nD:\nThe cute teenage girl had been in control of the situation up until now- or at least she'd though she was. Whether it had all been an illusion or just a cleaver ploy of the dirty drake was something she would pine on for many days while the sore ache between her legs subsided. In the heat of the moment though, she could only concentrate on not making too much noise as his cock [i]clapped[/i] into her depths with a greedy hunger. The soft wet [i]schlick[/i] of her young pussy riding up and down his spire was unmistakable if anyone happened to pass by.\n\nTheir only saving grace was how empty such an expensive store was most of the time. It might have saved her a lot of trouble if someone had noticed but, alas, she was doomed to fulfil her bargain as the big beast just enjoyed his beautiful little living sex doll. Her delicate womanhood was mercilessly ravaged by the horny male as he squeezed every drop of pleasure he could out of it, giving back only a sore ach between her bent legs.\n\nWhen it slipped past last defense, Ginger had to reach up and grab her muzzle with both paws to keep from squeaking out at the [i]very[/i] intense sensation of having that bestial breeding pole slide into her womb. Holy fuck the bulge in her belly was hot! Her legs trembled in his grasp, going limp from the effort only once that bulbous crown was plucked from its juicy embrace. Luckily the horny male needed a moment to recover himself, that leaking mast of male meat waiting impatiently on the outside of that beautifully defenseless breeding chamber.\n\nHer paws squeezed his fearfully when he made a move to sink back in, eyes wide. And, while it still stung, slowly squishing his cockhead back into her womb was almost [i]soothing[/i], like rubbing around a bruise to make it feel better. She exhaled a strained huff when it slipped back out, and sucked in another to hold when it went back in.\n\nOnly this time deeper. She couldn't hold the breath this time, exhaling in a long draught as the bump on her tummy climbed [i]even further[/i] up into her naked tummy. It was quite a sight indeed to see this little hen with her strained pussy lips pressed against his unflared knot. Getting it inside would be the equivalent to passing the largest egg ever recorded and the greedy beast rooting around in her womb had no issue using every inch of space to make sure it happened if necessary. \n\nZ:\nHe drove his length inside her noisily, roughly, each of his movements filled with only the carnal desire to get himself off. It wasn't long until he bottomed out in her. She'd actually done it; the little anthro slut had taken his entire length. Well, at least, up to the knot. He pulled her up, and let her back down again to his knot. Then again, this time slower, and once again, even slower, finally stopping movement all together and letting her come to rest on his knot. Her spread pussy wasn't nearly spread enough to get around the bulb, and even with her full weight, it wasn't going to slip inside - she'd definitely feel a soreness from resting there though! \n\nThe male's breathing had picked up at this point. This slutty ‘virgin' was actually wearing him out, and if he wasn't careful, he'd cum long before he meant to. For now, he rested though, looking at the reflection of the two in the mirror and admiring the wonderful scene of her fully spread on his length, stomach bulged, drooling feminine fluids all over his throbbing, anxious knot. \"Ahhh - ah- fuck… Ginger. You really got this far. Huff… look at that.\" He rubbed firmly over her belly lump, as he had been doing intermittently throughout the whole affair. \n\nThe male wasn't satisfied with just ruining this female though, he wanted to tease her as well. He wanted her to know exactly what she was in for. \"Nn… Ginger, I just realized, if I cum right now, right in your womb like this, you're definitely getting pregnant. Haha… gods, I just -mmf- I just don't want to pull out, you feel so good! Your slutty little cunt has been so much fun but…I really want to cum in it, Ginger.\" \n\nHe was silent for a moment, and then kissed and nuzzled along her face. \"Ah… I promised I wouldn't though…mmf. But hey, we're not done yet, you still have a little bit left. You said you'd take it all~\" \n\nD:\nThe small hen's body trembled as he bobbed her up and down the full length of his cock. Well, as much as he could anyway. There'd hardly be any movement if he got her slit to kiss his crotch so just sat her slick pussy on that base bulb for a few moments. Her teeth gritted for a moment as her body slowly became accustomed to the second heartbeat [i]twitching[/i] inside of her.\n\nIt wouldn't have taken much to get him off, that ripe fertile pussy such a gloriously tight hole with the added pleasure of having the cockring of her cervix sliding up and down his spire. This deep inside of her, those ridges were [i]devastatingly[/i] stimulating too, fondling instinctive reactions within her body as casually as one might a dangling cat toy. He wasn't lying about getting her pregnant, she just had no idea the extent of the damage it would cause to her life.\n\nEven still, he could see the moment of fear and worry flash over her as it sank in, saw the fight or flight response building up in her and the cute little; \"No!\" that gasp from her lips before he just laughed it off, dismissing it as a joke. After all, he'd made a deal and would stick to it. Unprotected sex with a feral all the way in until he was almost ready to cum, then she had to get off and finish him with that pretty maw of hers.\n\nHis tease had almost gone too far but he placated her with his confirmation of the deal and he felt the tension in her body ebb. She was basically helpless to stop him anyway, the only defense she had was to cry out for help and hope. Unnfh… fuck… Ginger looked down at her front directly, really taking in the detail of the juicy contours of dragon dick stuffed inside her as she dangled limply in his greedy grasp.\n\nThe booth was going to be a mess, already a puddle of slick slime on the ground beneath them with strings of the stuff clinging to every part of her gender. Somehow the stockings had remained mostly untainted, what with all of that juice effort directed specifically on breeding this cute little anthro slut. When he started working on her again, her ears flopped from the rhythm, more or less masturbating himself with her tight little body. \n\nZ:\nThe male licked his lips - finally they were getting to the best part, the part he had been waiting for all night. This particular dragon was especially fond of stimulation of his knot. Nothing made him cum faster than giving it a good massage and squeeze. Usually, it was inside a feral though, who were tight enough, but nowhere near as tight as this anthro was going to be. \n\nHe nuzzled at her cheek, nibbled on her ear, just letting her sit there and feel him inside her fully for several moments. He didn't say anything, but this was the last time she'd ever be this tight. He wondered if she really realized just how much his knot was going to ruin her. \"Alright Ginger, here we go. Last little bit… it's gonna hurt.\" He purred out to her sweetly, but it's not as if she could do anything about it. \n\nHe once again began moving his hips, sloshing his massive length inside her body once more and working the base at her opening. His knot was already as soaked as it was going to be, it was just a matter of force now, but he knew a few techniques. Slowly, he worked her body from side to side, stretching her slowly, little bit at a time, over the bulb. The anthro would feel a stretch like no other, her flesh being pushed to its absolute limit, painfully, but with just a tinge of strange pleasure, the two feelings being closely related. It would feel like hot pins pricking at her once-virgin slit, splitting it open wider and wider, until finally, with a resounding slucking sound, she was over the fattest part of his knot. Her pussy, almost eagerly, swallowed the rest all at once, wedging inside her firmly and driving his tip hard against the back wall of her womb. \n\nThe feeling of that tight pussy swallowing his knot, the cervix gripping around the middle of his shaft, and even the feeling of his tip pressing to her womb was overwhelming for the dragon. He grit his teeth and squirmed, trying to hold back the inevitable. His breathing was picked up, and she'd feel his cock pulsing hard, twitching inside her, every inch eager to douse her insides with seed. \"Ah! Oh, fuck, you actually took it! Haha! Don't move, Ginger, you're gonna make me blow inside you!\" \n\nD:\nF-fuck! It already stung… how much more-\n\nHis hips gyrated and, like a stirring stick, rocked his hips back and forth. All of it was stimulating and all of it made her winch. The paws behind her head applied greedy pressure, then backed off, working her cunny with the expertise of one who'd broken in plenty of pussies others would have sworn were too small. A little more, a little further, a little deeper.\n\nShe pinched an eye closed as a pained tear welled up in it, the other watching her body struggle to fulfil her end of the bargain. Ginger struggled to breathe as he bent her back and pinned her down on his knot. This wasn't worth it, it wouldn't fit, there was no way! And, just as she was about to call it off, she felt it happen!\n\nIt was hard to comprehend what that sensation was, that feeling of utter relief as her painfully round hole inched past the point of no return and just [i]swallowed[/i] the rest of it up inside her. She lost feeling in her toes for a moment as the bump in her belly shifted upward into her gut with an obscenely delicious motion. She'd have yelped if it hadn't momentarily knocked the wind out of her too. Her stretched vulva was profoundly grateful for the relief but the strain had just shifted up to her hips who's only saving grace was the position he'd put her in with knees bent back, allowing for a full stretch of youthful henparts.\n\nThe dirty drake had basically rearranged her insides for his comfort, the utterly broken pleasure of her body having no choices but to clamp down on the 'egg' stuffed between her legs. She didn't move but it didn't stop her body from contracting from the subconscious worry his words produced. It was a weak but stimulating convulsion.\n\n\"Hhaan… don't…\" She puffed out, her position forcing her to stair directly bulge in her belly, twitching with an eagerness to uproot her entire life.\n\nAnd all for a couple bucks of clothing. \n\nZ:\nThe male was straining to keep his composure. He could hardly hold back his orgasm. And yet, her pussy was unrelenting, milking him and squeezing on his knot hard. For a moment he actually considered sparing her. But oouh, it was too late, he was going to cum! He sucked in his breath, feeling himself moments away from ruining the poor girl's life. She had seconds to get off his knot, and there was little hope of that. \"Haha! I told you not to move!\" \n\nThe male ‘did his best' to tug her off, pulling up hard on her body, which to her, likely felt like she was going to be pulled in two. For him, it was blissful, feeling something tugging at his bulb that hard, all the while the entire rest of his shaft enveloped in warmth. The first eruption of his orgasm shot straight back into her womb, coating her insides heavily. The male still hadn't given up though, and he tugged up on her again. The second orgasm was just as heavy as the first, bloating out her already-full belly even more, filling her womb with seed. Finally, on the third tug, he managed to pull her squirming body off his knot, the motion accompanied by another rope of seed splashing along the inside of her tunnel as he pulled her off. With his cock out entirely, mid-orgasm, the rest shot directly onto her belly, then her tits, and her face, coating her front side entirely in several more thick, hot pumps. \n\nThe dragon breathed out a sigh as his orgasm tapered off. Ginger, of course, got the full show, watching herself get coated inside and out in real time. The male could barely hold back a laugh. \"Oh, fuck! Ginger, I told you not to move! Look what you did!\" He stared at her in the mirror, as his cum drooled heavily out of her used and abused snatch. \n\nD:\nHer comfy little cunt was just what he needed, a perfect little package to empty his lust into and leave his chicks in. She didn't move! Her tiny paws gripped his larger fingers with a death grip as he tugged up, sawing his ridges into her tender young flesh, massing the tight fleshy ring of her cervix just under the head and, most importantly rubbed her tight little snatch over his knot.\n\nHe couldn't tell if her cute little cry of dismay was because of his tugging or the fact that she could feel and [i]see[/i] the life-ruining gush of sperm surge up that cum-delivering vein pressed against her belly and just unload inside her. His languid attempts at dislodging the helpless little girl from his knot were both pointless and pleasurable, at least for him. His gripping paws sat that cute little ass back on his slit and milked another fat rope of cum out of his balls before giving the breathless, distraught young girl one last pull to drag that ruined pussy up off his squirting cock.\n\nHer whole body shuddered, some sort of twisted pained pleasure wracked her body, impossible to tell what was happening as her ovulating cunt convulsed and the lump in her gut just [i]fell out[/i] of her. The trembling, gaping hen had no time to process the reality of physical and emotional distress coursing through her as the spasming male just slapped her face rudely with another splatter of cum. Ginger tilted her head away with gritted teeth but it did little to stop the next rope from painting those perky pink nubs with a glaze of their own.\n\nOne even shot right up into her open pussy, sending a sickening tingle to her toes as trembling hen tried to recover from the intense sexual abuse. It hardly mattered when he relaxed and sat her stretched little hole back down on his still twitching shaft, the warm semen shooting directly into her abused pussy with the final few, lazy spurts. There was already enough pudging up her womb to ensure a vivid pregnancy and, no matter how much leaked out, there would still be millions left inside to ravage the generous helping of chicks he'd gotten her to give him.\n\n\"Nuh… nooo…\" She mewled pathetically, her glossy blue eyes staring down at her soiled crotch, watching it dribble out of her ruined folds. \n\nZ:\nfor a perfect orgasm. The male could only chuckle down at the little anthro, who he still held in with her hindpaws straight up so she could hardly move. He slid a paw down to her cum-slicked stomach, slowly letting one of her legs down. He trailed it to her ruined cunt, and stuck his fingers just inside, feeling around. She wasn't even tight enough to grip two of his fingers at once anymore. \n\n\"Mmm… yep, afraid so. Told yah not to move, but you just had to go and squeeze on my knot, huh? Well, too late now. All that cum? Yep, no way you're getting out of this one without some hatchlings.\" He continued to finger her softly, coaxing out a massive mess of thick cum, that just kept pouring. \"Dam, you made me cum hard. Wonder how many eggs you'll have.\" He chuckled again. \"Well, thanks for your pussy. Hell, thanks for your virginity too. Just a shame I'll never get to feel that tight cunt again. Ah well, plenty of sluts in the world that'll ride a feral's cock for a few bucks.\" \n\nThe male finally set the anthro down on the ground, letting her rest, and make quite a mess on the floor. He quickly fished out a piece of plastic from the bag at his side and tossed it near her. \"Here you go. It's a prepaid. Go nuts.\" And with that, the male was done with her, used and abused, all for the sake of some overpriced garbage. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "D:
Ginger sighed longingly through the window of the B&G building. It wasn't a clothing store, it was a fashion store with such beautiful clothing that the young anthro dragoness couldn't help but swoon a little. Of course, it came with a price tag to match. A single top cost as much as her current entire outfit, faded leggings and all. Her lean purple backside arched out some as she leaned over and laid her elbows on the windowsill to dream a little. Her cream-colored underbelly was mostly covered though there was still a spit seen between the collar and her top and a little between the top and bottom half of her clothing.

Oh and along the underside of the tail that was casually swishing behind her of course. The small black horns on her head were half-hidden within the mop of amethyst hair upon her head and bright blue eyes danced longingly. Hmm… maybe…

Well, she was here and had little else to do with her time. Her unemployed 19-year-old pocket book couldn't afford a single article of clothing from here but she looked like a Cali girl with daddy's credit card so it's not like any of the employees would know she just wanted to bum around for a while. An excited flare burnt through her and the young hen straightened, glancing around as if she were doing something fishy before entering the store.

The inside was well lit and sparsely populated with wide isles full of hangers as far as the eye could see. They serviced ferals too with styles rarely seen anywhere else. Not all ferals wore clothing, it wasn't even legally mandatory for them to do so. It was one of the reasons she'd been sent to an anthro-only school. She could hardly imagine what a feral bully would be like!

Not that Ginger had anything against the four-legged kin, she actually found them a little… exotic. Not that she'd do anything with one, heck, she hadn't ever done anything with a boy the size she could reasonably have sex with! The young dragoness wasn't as into the whole religion thing as her parents were but she knew if she ever came out of school having played around with a boy, they'd lock her up and throw away the key! But her life was her own now. She'd get a job and move ASAP.

Then save up and buy something like this- she thought, pulling the arousingly soft fabric against her body. The folks would freak the fuck out if they saw this set of crotchless lingerie in the wash- she thought with a laugh, only imagining what it would look like on her as she laid the hanger over her shoulder and cupped the semi-transparent black frills against her top where those, firm small breasts filled the display cups delightfully.

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Zaxos meandered through the feral clothing isles somewhat aimlessly. He had been told to buy "something appropriate" for an upcoming event, but what that could possibly mean he didn't know. What he did know was the crowd would be well-dressed and if didn't come wearing something with the right name brand, it might look bad for his investors. The gossip magazines loved to pick up on that sort of thing. If the COO of a large company looked like he couldn't afford the finest in overpriced garbage, people might lose faith in him.

Out of the corner of his eye, the male dragon spied that little violet anthro on the corner a few isles down. She was gripping at some black lingerie, and his immediate first thought was how he'd like to see her in it. He smirked to himself and watched her for a few moments longer. Just when his attention was about to flit to something else, he noticed that look in her eye, and a longing sigh. He knew that look. In fact, that was the look of *most* of the shoppers that came into stores like this. Just pretend. Just a fantasy. But, Zaxos was a business dragon; what he saw was an opportunity.

He casually approached the small female, watching as she practically groped her own breasts. He wasn't one to waste time on small talk or pretense; time was money after all. Even if this female was scared off by what he was about to say, he'd have plenty of other ‘opportunities' in the future. Such encounters were the only things that made trips like this worth going on.

"Say." He began, snapping the girl out of her fantasy with a small startle. "You like that, do you? I think you'd look good in it. In fact, I'd like to see you in it. Just a quick private show in the dressing room." He motioned with his muzzle toward the back of the store, where a large "DRESSING ROOMS" sign hanged, a small tag underneath with an arrow pointing to several smaller stalls for anthros, and an arrow in the opposite direction pointing to a much larger door for feral visitors. The male looked down over the puzzled expression on the girl's face. Without a word from her, he reached into a bag strapped to his side and fished out several bills. He gently set them on her snout. "Tell you what, this one is free. Take it or leave it. If you want anything else; anything at all, go grab it and meet me by the dressing rooms." And with a smirk he turned away from her and padded off to the back of the store. When Ginger's eyes shifted to focus on the bills draped over her muzzle, she'd see that each one clearly read "100".

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The poor girl nearly jumped out of her hide when the rich voice caught her from behind. Her cheeks were a little flush when she realized she'd been caught indulging in her fantasy and turned half around with the lingerie wiggling on its hanger. For such a big creature, he sure could move quietly. Granted, she'd been a little distracted but still!

Ginger blinked with a decided lack of comprehension at first. Well, yes, of course she liked it. It would be hard to pick anything in the store she didn't like honestly. His compliment made her warm up a little more. She hadn't really intended to really show off to anyone and glanced down with the dark cloth pressed to her front.

"O-oh. Well thanks." She commented back, trying not to be awkward about it. Wasn't the kind of compliment she'd expect to get from some stranger, especially from a handsome feral. Then he added in the bargain.

"What, what?" What a perv! Thinking she'd be some tail-wagging hussy willing to just-

Her thought was cut off when he patted her snout down, leaving something green behind. Oh... holy sh-! She blinked holding the two-hundred-dollar bills, passed to her without even a thought. What… were they real!? The young teen was so infatuated by the idea that she held and stretched and looked at them for signs of forgery long enough for the wealthy drake to just saunter off with his additional offer tossed casually over his shoulder at her.

Once her mind made up its decision that, yah, they were apparently real, she looked at him, those big feral haunches just making their way toward the dressing area. Wait, what the fu-? It took her a minute to process what had just happened. I mean, he'd just given her $200 no strings attached. She could literally just walk out of the store and basically rob the guy. Mmmn, buuuut… if he really were some dude with deep pockets willing to dress her up for a bit of a pervy show, it might be worth a bit of a detour.

She fidgeted with the cash for a moment, then looked back in his direction, just in time to see the blue tail slipping past the closed door. He wouldn't wait forever so, fu-… fuck it! There were several good pieces she'd already seen and, while she didn't intend to be greedy, there were at least $1000 worth of dresses, undergarments, swimsuits and casual wear draped over her arm as the young girl dashed across the floor toward his last know location. Her eagerness waned a little when she approached the large portal, giving a little knock.

It was a bit scarry stepping into the changing room with a big feral when he opened it for her. But it wasn't like they'd slipped off to some back alley where no one was around.

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The blue dragon hadn't been waiting around long before he heard those dainty little taps that let him know his gamble had paid off. He casually opened the door with a forepaw, letting her in, and then closed and locked the door behind her. The room was large, and clean, with a large feral-sized bench off to the side, and a mirror in the back center of the room. Everything was quite for a few moments, with only the footsteps of a few customers and employees walking around outside. No other ferals in the store at the moment - it might be a while before someone else might come knocking and bother them. Perfect.

Even though the room was large for an anthro, and not exactly cramped for a feral, it still facilitated his body nearly touching hers for the two to be in the same room together. His voice was a little lower than usual as he spoke to her. "I'm glad you decided to come! You'll have to be quiet though, we wouldn't want to upset any of the other customers now." The male motioned for her to place the items she had picked out on the table, and once she had, he looked over them with a soft laugh. "My, my, expensive girl, aren't you? You're going to try on all of this in front of me? It better be a good show then." Of course, nothing there was out of his price range, but it was still fun to tease her.

He backed up as much as he could, giving the girl ample room to undress and move around. "Why don't we start with that lovely black piece that you picked out first? Don't be shy now, show off everything." He smirked and settled into a leaning position. "Why don't you tell me your name, while you're at it."

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It might be a bit uncommon to have a conversation coming out of the dressing booths but not exactly unusual. He was quiet, calm and collected, casually offering her plenty of space to lay out her interest. Her cheeks flushed a bit at his comment; Ginger hadn't really been looking at the price tags when she picked them out but, really, she'd have been hard pressed to 'budget' a collection with as little time as she had to pick. And it wasn't like he had to buy all of them.

Or any of them really- she reminded herself. This could all be some dirty trick to get her down to her skivvies. But he'd already paid $200 in a way so whatever.

"Ah, sorry. Didn't really look at the cost. If it's too much-" She began but he cut her off, dismissing the fear. "Mmmn, okay. Name's Ginger. Classic, I know." The young girl chuckled.

Almost reflexively, her paws had crossed grabbing the rim of her top and was about to pull it off when she seemed to, only then, realize she'd have to get naked to try it on. That was what he wanted of course, the perv, but that weight held her still for a moment. But money was nothing if not a powerful motivator, so her top came off with only that hint of hesitation. She might have turned around but it's not like it would have been any different, what with that big mirror behind her giving away all the details anyway.

She had beautiful breasts too, a smooth, glossy, unblemished hide with comfortable, round little nubs momentarily catching the hem of her clothing before flicking free and bouncing lightly free. Their creamy color had an alluring pink blush, tainting the areola with an attractive glow as it slipped up her neck, off her head and was left discarded. She could feel the big drake's eyes on her but little else as he waited patiently for her to wiggle out of her little miniskirt. Kicked up with youthful vigor, she caught it and laid them both on the large bench.

Topless, she leaned back against it and wiggled out of her thigh-high socks as well leaving only her panties on. The pretty teen turned and collected the black lingerie, seemingly at the limit of her exposure and began unhooking the article from its hanger.

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The male watched with interest as the teen undressed, his thick tail flicking at the wall beside him. This one seemed all too eager to show off for him, but he wasn't complaining. She probably didn't have many opportunities like this. They both were going to make the most of it. "Ginger? That's cute." The male said with a chuckle. It sounded like a stripper name, but he wouldn't tell her that, even though it was rather fitting at the moment.

As her top came off, the male felt something inside him stir, and his body subtly shifted. She was a cute one, alright. Her breasts looked plump and pert and he had half a mind to pop one of them in his maw. That would likely scare the poor thing though. No, she wasn't ready for that. But soon. He watched patiently as she began to put on the laced bra, which didn't actually obscure much, but that was the point. Still, he wanted to see *all* of her and another piece of lacy lingerie caught his eye; one that the girl had probably grabbed without realizing what it actually meant for her.

The male motioned down between her legs with the tip of his muzzle. "I believe that came with a matching bottom, didn't it? Surely you picked that up too. Why don't you put that on next? I'm pretty sure there's a discount to buy both at the same time." He smirked at her, knowing from her face and body language alone that while she seemed okay with showing off her breasts, her pussy was another story entirely. "Anything you try on, you can keep, like I said. You're already here so no point in being shy."

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The young girl fitted the soft fabric against her sensitive mounds and reached around behind her back to clip them into place. The motion helped puff up her chest quite luxuriously, perfect teenage cups hoisted in the air with no need for a supporting bra or other such, just raw, bare feminine glory accentuated by expertly designed cloth. The semi-transparent material didn't hide her womanhood much, the tan pink even more alluring hiding behind the thin veil of faux modesty.

She seemed pleased with the comfort and fit as she put herself on display, both for herself and him this time. Then he mentioned the other half. She'd intended to try it on over her bottoms, just, you know, to be more reasonable. But he wasn't having it. The pretty little lady was going to need to wear it proper if she wanted to take it home with her.

That was a tall ask but she'd already considered that possibility on her way over. Not long enough to come to a conclusion but enough that it hadn't scared her off then. And still didn't now. The fine young thing did hesitate for a moment but, heavens alive, did this feel so good on her already, it would be a crying shame to only go half-way…

"Alright." She spoke, more to convince herself than him.

Her thumbs hooked either side of her panties before she'd even made a concrete decision. So, when she gave in to the temptation, it didn't take much to slide them down her hips. The wedge of fabric caught between her pressed thighs, stretching a little before her soft skin gave up their only protection leaving that soft, beautiful crotch damningly bare. Her henparts had the same natural pink blush about her nether regions. He'd seen a little bit peeking out from under the fabric before but now it was clear where it was coming from.

The rolled-up cloth fell to the floor. Stepping one foot out, she absent mindedly kicked it up with a flick of her leg, momentarily fully exposing herself and showing off that young flexible anthro body in the process. She set her panties aside with the rest of her original outfit and, with a bit of giddy excitement, began slipping into the matching crotchless bottoms she was eager to call her own.

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The female's compliance was met with an audible rumble from the male, along with a loud thwack of his tail along the side of the room. He watched her, nearly unblinking, his feral gaze much like the alpha predators of his ancestors at this point. She was his next meal, although not quite in the traditional way, and anyone with any sense would realize this. Yet, the teen, giddy from the expensive treat, seemed blind to how things were going to progress.

As she slipped off that undergarment and exposed herself to him fully, he took in a deep breath. Her scent might be too faint for her to detect, but his feral nose was much more sensitive. He could practically taste her, and it took all he had to keep himself from pouncing on the spot. He could feel his own sensitive regions starting to feel tight, and if the female had the nose for it, she'd smell his own aroused scent before too long.

The large dragon stirred as the flexible little anthro kicked her old clothing up. She had no idea how much that little move would cost her. The dragon let out another soft rumble and moved into a standing position, edging much closer to the female as she was distracted putting on the expensive set of panties. They didn't cover much either, but that was perfect for him.

Before she could even say a word about what to try next, the male made the decision for her. "The socks now." He motioned with his muzzle to the set of purple stockings she had picked out. "Sit back on the table and put those on. Keep those lovely legs spread for me, though. You can do that, right?" With where he stood next to the table, she'd have to practically get under him to do as he requested, with his head only a few feet from her while she tried the socks on. The dragon eyed her, his tail flicking again. Would she do it?

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Rrrft… Damn she was sexy. Granted the clothing tugged up between her legs did absolute wonders emphasizing her feminine assets. The soft fabric cradled her hips with a thin rim of semi-transparent clothing, adding a beautiful alure to her purple and cream-colored hide. The holes hugged her thighs and tail with the perfect amount of pressure as if it were made specifically for her body- or at least body type. And the crotchless slit didn't obstruct the best part of her nearly at all.

It felt so dirty, so revealing so… freeing to wear that she lifted her arms up and did an adorable little spin. When she came to a stop, Ginger nearly stumbled back as she found the big drake hovering near her. Her heartbeat quickened as the feral male, several times her size, scooted close to really take in the details. It wasn't so overbearing as to be threatening, more… eager… interested… attracted. His eyes took in every detail in a way that made her warm.

"O-oh…?" It was hard to keep the concern out of her voice as he mentioned another little accessory she should try on. Her head turned to look and then he continued commenting. "Oh!" She seemed to realize what he wanted. His eager scoot up to her wasn't to harm her, it was to indulge in her.

Man, he really was a pervy dragon.

There wasn't really much hesitation from her this time. Well, if she was going to get him to pay for all this stuff, she might as well tease him with it. Her mood changed as she gave a coy little grinsmirk that read she knew what was going on here. Of course the naive little teen had no idea the full length he was willing to go but it gave her the confidence to follow his instructions.

Ginger hopped up to sit on the bench and scooted in to prop herself, leaning up against the mirror. He drank in the sight of her as the teasy young girl lifted her hind legs up, parted them wide and settled a foot down on the bench beside her tail. The other remained arched as the feisty female did as she was told, snaking those long stockings up one leg, then shifting to the other to draw them up as well. The cupped her strong limbs while guiding the eyes toward the centerpiece between her legs.

Once all four limbs were kitted out, she relaxed, lifting a hind paw and stretching it out toward his chin. She blew him a kiss and flexed her toes, ostensibly to show off the fabric tucked pleasantly between them. But they both knew that wasn't really the reason.

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The male watched the little female, his nostrils flaring as she dared to get so close to him. So close she was all he could smell. So close all he had to do was reach out and he could do anything he wanted to her. And yet, even with this large male, many times her size, right above her, she was so carefree about it! Well, that's how things went in the modern world, he supposed. The younger generations knew nothing of modesty.

He watched her as she teasingly flaunted for him, making a show of putting on those socks and giving him an unobstructed view of her amazingly-tight looking slit. Did she have any understanding of how much of a mess he could make out of that? Did she have any idea of what she was doing to him at this moment? The thoughts going on in his head of using her body like nothing more than a masturbation toy, several sizes too small. Certainly she would before this little encounter was through.

The male huffed out to her, half in surprised and half out of pure satisfaction that she was finally getting the picture of what he really wanted. That paw in his face though. He couldn't help himself, the male leaned forward and pressed his maw to her toes, letting her feel his hot breath between them. He even dared to let his tongue slide over two of them, suckling for just a moment as he made eye contact with her and stared with lusty intent. He turned his head, letting that hindpaw press to his cheek as he spoke to her again. The male had been direct so far, and so far, it hadn't backfired.

"Ginger, you're the cutest anthro I've laid my eyes on in quite a while, you know that? You really know how to please. But I wonder… have you ever had a feral make out with your pussy before?" He smirked at her, all attempts at subtlety gone, if it had ever been there to begin with. The male continued to nuzzle and kiss over the hindpaw pressed to him as though he hadn't just asked such a lewd question.

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The soft violet hide and dainty underpaws were a delight for the devious drake to indulge. For some reason, Ginger was surprised by his physical attention. She guessed she'd just expected it to all be for show and nothing more but here she was feeling the warm heat of his body and breath, the press of his muzzle against her foot and the undeniable tingle of delight from his wet tongue grazing her sexy digits. And all while he watched her like some snack of a girl.

Not that she'd done anything to dissuade the look, flaunting her body in the most inappropriate way right here in the middle of a public store. Heavens alive what would she do if someone pushed the door open and saw her with her pussy out being tantalized by a feral. There was no chance of that of course, the door was locked and there was an entire dragon between her and any prying eyes but she'd still die of embarrassment if it somehow happened!

And yet she didn't try to stop him, huffing a little herself as an undeniable arousal warmed to the tips of her ears. The alluring pheromones of an aroused, fertile female fought for space within the booth against the strong scent of a feral male's arousal. That probably wasn't helping her condition either, even if the young girl wasn't entirely aware of its effects on her.

Then he bluntly asked if he could eat her out.

Not in those exact words of course, a bit more coy then crass about it but the almost whispered offer was clear enough, even to the spicy young virgin. She huffed and shook her head, heart thumping in her chest, pumping warm blood to all the right areas of her body. 19 years around the sun and she'd never done more than talon or tail down here and here was a brazen, wealthy feral potentially offering to give her an experience of a lifetime!

She didn't tell him he could, there was no way she could convince the logic circuits in her brain to go that far. But she didn't tell him he couldn't either. It was easier to internally justify that way.

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The female was flustered - he liked that. She was obviously horny, turned on by the idea of a feral giving her such intimate attention. He nuzzled over her paw again before moving his muzzling to her ankle and kissing her there, over her sock. "It's not that uncommon a thing to think about. Lots of anthros wonder what it'd be like to be with a feral. I guess you don't have to wonder anymore. Just try not to squeal too loud or someone will come." The male winked at her, and without a further word, or permission, he ran his muzzle down her leg and kissed over her exposed slit.

The large feral could taste her arousal now, and she was doing very little to stop him from going further. He pressed his maw firmly to her slit, inhaling her scent, and letting his tongue lay flat against her soft flesh. She was practically shaking. Scared? Maybe. Or perhaps just aroused and excited. Either way, it was clear this was a first for her. The feral flicked at her clit with his tongue before sinking it in just inside her and sampling that supple inner flesh. Her taste was divine, fresh and light, and oh how her tunnel clenched hard around the wet invading appendage. The male had himself quite a catch this time.

He pulled his maw from her, a strand of saliva connecting his muzzle to her slit for just a moment before he licked his lips. "You a virgin, Ginger? Doesn't matter; I want you to cum for me. Use your fingers, or just grind where you need to against my tongue. You can grab anything you want from that rack and add it to the list, but I just want you to promise me one thing; you'll think about my dick stuffed inside you while we do this. Got it?" It may have been hard to see until now, but the male was sporting a solid erection. At just the right angle, the anthro would catch a glimpse of it every now and then, swinging between his muscular legs. It was large, much larger than any anthro she'd ever seen, tapered, knotted, and dark purple in the even lighting of the dressing room.

Before the anthro could so much as answer the question, that feral head was back between her legs, more firmly lapping at her depths, interspersed between lewd sucking at her plump lips.

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Gawds, she really shouldn't be doing this! Though, in reality, she shouldn't have done any of this. Yet here she was with her legs spread, pussy on display and naked dragon toying with her body. It was impossible for her to know how 'common' it was to think about ferals in a sexy way but, she'd only be lying to herself is she wasn't considering him in that sort of light right now…

Ginger let off a soft exhale as his tongue met her slit, as soft nuzzle taking in that sweet, spicy scent directly from the source. Unobstructed by the store's perfumes or his own radiating desire, he pulled her healthy, receptive scent straight into his nostrils and let it bring a lingering warmth to his crotch. Then his tongue touched her and she gasp loud enough someone sitting outside could have overheard the salacious sound.

It was the first time anyone other than herself had touched her there, the curve of his tongue running along her petals, prying them open just enough to get a taste of her soft, bubblegum-colored insides. It left her heart thumping in her chest as he leaned up, that angular snout between her bent knees and told her what to do.

Her cheeks were already warm so the idea of being told to cum for him hardly made them glow any more. Fuck… he knew she was a virgin? The young girl bit her lip. Then he shifted in a way that put his purple prick on display right in front of her. The view of that arm-thick shaft just popping into view with nigh a care made her chest flutter a bit. But he didn't give her much time to think on the implications as his snout lowered back down and took up the opportunity to indulge in his devious little passion.

"Aaah-ahn!" She gasped softly, mindful of what he'd said about prying ears and arched her hips reflexively as that long oral organ split her pussy lips and lazily climbed up inside her. It was already as thick as any cock she'd be able to find reasonably find and it only spread her wider the further in it went.

Her hand immediately reached out to his nose to stop him, the blue drake obliging though he didn't retreat, not without an express request from her. She huffed, panting, looking at him as he waited with devious patience. A soft tug from those dainty little talons was all he needed to know to continue, lathering her insides with vulgar attention as she hissed and clenched and watched him fondle her pussy. It was hard not to think about that impressive spire twitching between his legs, its every motion catching her eye.

And he could see her starring at it, even as her talons played with her sensually tortured slit. She hadn't even questioned his request. And with little effort, he already had her thinking about what a feral was like in bed. It was still his excellent oral work that got her off but the orgasm was tainted by the idea of having sex with a four-legged beast. She couldn't fake it either, those powerful, pleasurable contractions around his tongue very clearly indicating how hard this tasty little slut had just cum for him.

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Her soft moans and obvious apprehension did little to dissuade the male, although there was a growing concern that someone would hear them. If not for her little noises and the wet smacking of his lips, the room certainly smelled like sex, and that scent would be wafting under the door before long. That wouldn't stop him. Even if someone did peak inside, it likely wouldn't. He was too addicted to this slutty little anthro's taste, and the teasing little performance she had given him earlier. She had no idea how much sticking her hindpaw in his face had turned him on, and it was going to be her womb that paid for it.

It didn't take long for her to get where she needed to be. Though, not shocking, if she was indeed a virgin as he suspected. He let his tongue relax as he felt her shudder and contract around it, simply letting her feel that warm, slippery piece of meat fill her while she climaxed around it. Then, he lapped at her, taking in the sweet sauce she had just given him, until she was relatively clean once again, besides her juices that had spilled onto the table and floor, that is.

With one final kiss, the male's maw parted with her twitching slit, leaving her with a slit empty feeling. He rumbled to her softly, smirking as he asked a teasing question. "How did it feel to lose your virginity to a feral's tongue?" He watched her for just a moment, letting her thick that over before snickering. "I'm just messing with yah, it doesn't count unless it's a cock, of course." He wasn't done teasing her yet though - not by a long shot. Without warning, the feral put a paw on the table next to her head, hoisting himself up until he was practically on top of her, and unceremoniously laying his thick purple spire right over her still-twitching slit. He stared down at her, watching as his tip leaked onto her belly. "The real question is; how much is your virginity worth to you?"

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"Wooo… haaaaa…" She huffed, eyes closed at the heady throb at the base of her skull. Maw open with a soft pant as she drew in fistfuls of breath to calm herself. She'd never done that, or anything even remotely like that. She felt dirty but dangerously satisfied with the result. She'd cum before of course, even a good little religiously raised girl like her would have a hard time keeping her claws out of her snatch.

But this was different, this was from something not in her control. Her paw had grasped his tongue, holding it as she trembled over that fleshy appendage, legs quivering and tail plastered against the bench. And then she let him go, feeling slimy and violated and really good.

His comment about losing her virginity caught him off guard and she stiffened in confusion. She hadn't outwardly admitted to being a virgin but if that wasn't cue enough to tell him it was true, he wouldn't know what would. She relaxed when he corrected the teasing joke; she had been pretty sure that didn't count and his confirmation smoothed over the ruffles.

But that was just part of the point wasn't it? The big drake hoisting himself up, standing fully over her and bringing his very real, very bare cock up between her legs with startling power. Her heart jumped and then shuddered a little as he ever so gently laid it down between her legs, rubbing his wet flesh against the open, exposed slot in her panties. Or, more accurately, right against her beautifully glistening vulva. A simple motion for him rubbed a foot of dragon dick directly across her henparts, causing the wide-eyed anthro girl to watch in aroused concern.

The angular tip just oozed with interest in her. A warm trail of seedy goo glazed her belly and dribbled down her flank as she just huffed and starred like a deer in headlights. Could she even…?! It was a weird thought to be intruding into her mind as she laid there against the mirror, mesmerized by its instinctual throbs and twitches, interested in one thing and one thing only at this moment. Something her tight, unprepared little body could provide.

Ginger tore her eyes away from the vulgar, horny sight at her crotch to look at his handsome muzzle, filled with casual disregard for what they were doing right here in the middle of a public changing room.

"W-what…?" She inquired, puzzled by what he meant.

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The male stood over her, his hips swaying ever so slightly, causing his length to grind down on her back and forth over her exposed cunt until the underside of his shaft was practically coated in her juices. He stared her down, trying to gauge her receptiveness to his offer, though she seemed more confused than anything else. He was about 99% sure she was a virgin, sure, but was this the first time she'd ever even had a cock pressed up close to her like this? With how readily she threw her undergarments off and stuck those lovely little hindpaws in his face, he wouldn't have guessed it.

He smirked at her. "Hm? Don't act like you don't know. You just got off thinking about it, didn't you? You want to know what a real dick feels like? Here's your chance. Probably won't have this opportunity again - most ferals aren't interested in anthros. You really going to pass up the chance to be one of the few anthros out there who can say they had the pleasure of losing their virginity to a feral?" He was a business dragon, after all, he couldn't help but think of it like a sale's pitch. Still, perhaps that was the wrong approach - this little anthro seemed rather clueless about what she wanted.

"Look, I'll put it bluntly." He said, after a little bit of thought. "We've been at this for what, 20 minutes? And this whole time I've just been thinking about how tight and hot and wet that perfect pussy of yours would feel squeezing on my cock. So, I want to know how much money I have to throw into the pool to let me feel you. Hell, even just the tip would be fine." He drew a finger and thumb down over a length of his cock that could be considered "the tip", which was almost as large a normal anthro's entire dick. He pulled back on her until his length had nearly pulled off, with only his tip remaining at her slit. With the angle the two were at, all he really had to do was push forward and he'd sink right into her. "What do you think? $500? That's about what that swimsuit you picked out is worth, isn't it?"

Being so direct with her might not work. It was a long shot that some virgin anthro would be willing to sell her virginity in the first place. But to a feral? And for so cheap? Who knows. Yet, eventually someone would come disturb them, and he wanted to be out of the store before that happened. Leaving this anthro alone in the dressing room, covered from head to toe in his cum, inside and out, was his top priority. He might have been a bit too forward with the question, but, even if she did say no, he had a few more tricks up his sleeve.

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Ginger wasn't just some hussy out to sell her body for a couple bucks… but it was hard to just straight up turn down an offer like that. She bit her lip in that cute way he'd seen her do a couple times. A fun little tell that she was conflicted but interested. So he put her on the spot.

Drawing that drippy flesh down to her crotch and rubbed the head of his penis directly against her soft little vent, smearing his slick precum in with her liberal pussy juice to make a devious little mixture right on the cusp of her womanhood. The sensation was dark and dirty and electrically stimulating. Part of her wanted to scoot up and away, protect herself from this big beast while that other part was definitely horny and curious.

Then he hit her with the bonus package. $500 was nothing to sneeze at. This cute, skimpy little lingerie set and that hot little summer swimsuit that would turn heads… Huff… was it worth it. She placed a paw on her belly, rubbing gently at the edge of that itch that his tongue had enflamed. Cumming like the virgin she was hadn't sated her, if anything it just made the lustiness heaver and more risqué.

"Just… the tip…?" She confirmed. The devilish drake grinned his affirmative and her rubbing paw ventured a little lower.

He backed off, reluctant as he might be to do so and let her stew on it. It was a gamble to let her dwell on the decision but, with the way her paw was gently massaging her honey pot, it wasn't a bad bet. When her legs relaxed and knees widened in a casual spread, he knew he had her. If that wasn't enough confirmation, the way those tiny dark talons hooked her supple flesh and held it open wide, offered up her delicious pink pussy to him would be.

"Ahhn… just… be gentle. It is my first time." She huffed, finally admitting what he suspected all along. It'd be enough to make him salivate all on its own, some hot little anthro girl selling her chastity to him for such a bargain-barrel price. Only one male could ever enjoy taking her virginity and she'd just traded it for a swimsuit.

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The male watched her mull over the question. Her body was heated, aroused, and her mind likely not thinking as clearly as it would have been a mere 30 minutes ago. It wasn't unusual to fall for such lusty traps, especially when money was involved too, which is why this whole thing had hardly even been a gamble for the male. Even so, the confirmation caught him a little off guard. She was ready for him. She *wanted* him. She even did him the favor of spreading herself open for him, with his cock right there pressed against her! His tip was practically inside her already, the side nested between her spread folds!

The male let out a soft huff at her warmth and wetness. He had half a mind to sink right into her. His body shuddered at the thought of sinking *all* the way into her. He could do it! She would scream, sure, but he would still have the pleasure of feeling her hot body squeeze down unbelievably tight on his entire shaft. He could fuck her as hard as he could; press her body against the wall and hammer his dick into her over and over, smacking his knot against her slutty lips until he doused her insides with cum. The male clenched his teeth, huffing again. He was flustered, his heart pounding. But, in a few moments he calmed himself, taking deep breaths until he was his usual self.

"Gonna be hard for me to be gentle with you. I'm so much bigger." He said with a chuckle. Then, in a bit of an odd movement, he withdrew from her. "Here, I've got a better idea." He settled down in front of her and in front of the mirror, lounging in a half-seated position. "You come over here and ride me, how about that? Don't be shy, just straddle over my shaft and sink down on it. You'll get to go as slow and gentle as you want. Besides that, look." He pointed to the mirror in front of him. "You face that way and you'll get to watch yourself take your own virginity. Sounds fun, doesn't it?" He smirked at her. "Oh yeah, you should take off that lingerie, you're going to ruin it. Keep the socks though." He quickly added, with a chuckle.

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The sultry string of intermingled fluid that stretched from his tip was a sight to see, thick and gooey. When he pulled away, her heart jumped; did she do something wrong?! But no, the poor girl had no idea just how absolutely right she had been instead. The big beast just had to corral is desires and pen them up behind that thin gate of civility. He'd still get to let them lose if he played his cards right and it would last longer and feel better.

The big beast made himself comfortable and the young girl leaned forward, slowly taking a cautious step off the bench looking a bit of a whorish mess already with seedy juices on her tummy and thighs. Her blush returned when he described his plan, propping that vibrant virile purple prick straight up for her to come 'sit' on. She'd already agreed to do it so it would be quite a dick move if she backed out now. So she stood as the casually exposed male encouraged her to keep her new clothing in good shape by stripping down to her stockings instead and just come ruin her body instead.

Watching her disrobe the second time wasn't quite as exciting as the first, what with the memory of her bare body still fresh in his mind. He even directed her to face away toward the mirror once she'd climbed up and was straddling his haunches with her lithe little body. It was still a huffy proposition but at least the whole thing was under her control. With socks up to her thighs and cute little gloves hugging around her biceps, the whole middle of her body was left very hot and naked with what little comfort the lingerie had provided having been left behind.

She didn't think about it too much. If she did, the poor teenage virgin probably would have realized what a bad idea it really was and gotten cold feet. Instead, she just posited herself and reached down to wrap her tiny paw around just below the head. Her claws barely fit around it… He'd have to stay relaxed, less an eager stiffened tug yank that great beast right out of her grasp; an aspect made all the harder when he got to watch the little girl squat down and press her delicate folds to his crown.

The luxurious pink skin parted easily, almost eagerly as his shaft rounded out her channel almost instantly. Her soft huffs as she tried to get it inside were almost musical. The slow, methodical testing was sinfully enjoyable, watching the girl trying to deflower herself on the feral shaft. He could feel the strong ring of muscle inside resisting its intrusion. He couldn't even really count it as taking her virginity until he'd passed at least that deep.

But, tail hiked and body concentrating, he'd get that pleasure in short order. The soft hissing gasp of surprise as he felt his wet flesh slip inside her echoing his own sentiment. Her body clenched down on him strongly and, for a moment, refused to give up the source of the stinging sensation between her legs. With a little work it schlopped out and she stood, dripping with a mixture of horny hencum and a generous squirt of seminal fluid from the eager male beneath her.

Of her own volition, she tried again a moment later when her body had calmed, convinced that wasn't enough for the full $500. Her nether lips made out with his cock again and, this time, slipped back inside with considerably less effort. She still hastily pulled him free to let her body recover but, on the third try, she squatted over him with his dick twitching inside her and left it there. The view of that taut ring of pink flesh hugging his violet spear was devastatingly beautiful.

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With the dragoness in control, the male really only had to watch the show. Still, it was hard for him to contain his excitement and lust - but he had little choice. It was clear that even a small thrust from him would likely injure her at this point, as badly as he wanted to push her straight down until his knot stopped her. As she straddled over him and started to press to his tip, the male slid his paws over her bare breasts. He held her there, using the flesh as sort of handles to hold her. It wasn't an overly useful grip, but it still helped stabilize her just a tad. Mostly though, as anyone could have suspected, he simply wanted to fondle those perky, smooth breasts.

He rumbled to himself, watching the show in the mirror in front of them, while feeling it in real time, and all the while slowly palming at her chest. Her first few attempts at getting the girthy tip in made him chuckle - she was going to be an absurdly tight fit. He wondered if she could even take his entire length! Only time would tell because he'd certainly try. Keeping his voice low, he whispered teasing words of encouragement into her ear. "There you go, work it in nice and slow, just like that." He grunted as she sunk down on him successfully, the ridge at the edge of his tip catching on her squeezing tunnel and making it difficult to pull back off. "Mmf! Yeah, that's it!"

As she sank down back on him again and stayed there, he huffed. He could feel every little movement of her body, her pulse, and her subtle squirming at being spread open even just this little bit. Likewise, she could feel him, a much harder, stronger twitching, all in the service of drooling dangerous pre-cum into her tunnel. "Hah! Look at that! Bet you never thought you'd see a feral's dick between your legs, did you? But uh, only thing is, we agreed on the tip." He leaned in, nuzzling and kissing at the side of her face. "I meant the whole tip, you're going to have to take a bit more than that. Can barely even claim you aren't a virgin anymore with just that little bit in you!"

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She already felt soooo full, the blushing anthro having a hard time concentrating with those groping paws toying with the perky little nubs on her chest. So soft and sinfully smooth under his large paws. Feral hens didn't have these cute little cub feeders so it was a special treat for him to have such a pretty pair to play with. He could even imagine what they'd look like with a couple hatchlings attached to them; a thought that could easily become reality if she wasn't extremely careful.

But he knew how to push her in the direction of taking risks and throwing caution to the wind. He was already inside her pussy completely bare and knew she was fertile. His tongue had been able to taste it while teasing against the little divot at the back of her channel, a nice rich hormonal cocktail that gave away an ovulating female. Ginger had never even considered the possibility of getting pregnant by a feral, she didn't even know if it was possible.

But that was only an inkling of a thought piled in under all the other things she had to feel and think about right now. She stood there, letting him play with her body, the soft bump in her pussy signify the pathetic depth he'd gotten inside her and he whispered his confirmation of wanting more. It was already far more than she'd have ever expected to take but… she'd gone this far, she could do a little more.

It was no easy feat of course, by feral standards, the big drake didn't get too much thicker but, by the little teenage virgin's standard, might as well be a fire hydrant! But a girl's body was nothing if not adaptable and stretchy.

The girl nodded her acceptance of his terms and shifted again. It would be quite a shame to almost have the swimsuit and have to back out now. So she plucked his cock from her core a few more times, slowly riding the crown to help her body get used to the idea of being fisted by a feral dick and, before long she managed to inch a little further down. The drake wouldn't even have to push her down in his lap, all he had to do was rest relaxed paws on her and the weight alone would be enough to get her sinking further down.

Seeing her poor little legs quiver with the effort to remain upright was quite a sight indeed as that naked pussy slid down almost halfway. There was a distinct, vulgar bulge in her belly now as the dirty drake streeetched her out like a living fleshlight. Her gasping exhales hinted at a tinge of discomfort but, was that the sound of some deeply rooted ecstasy escaping that cute little mouth of hers.

Either way, this was no easy task for her. And now, as she knelt against him with his cock nestled dangerously against the cozy crook of her cervix, there was no way she could ever claim to be a virgin again. Not after her purity had been fully and completely stripped away by that bestial dragon dick.

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He continued massaging over her breasts softly, giving them a nice firm grip here and there. It was rare he got to do this with an anthro, especially one like this little violet slut. So ready to throw away her virginity, her body, even her future. He could feel she was basically at the limit of what she could do at her own, but only about half his length was inside her. He wanted more. He wanted it all.

The male didn't stop with his soft teasing whispers, edging her on, and adding in little remarks just to make her worry. "That's it, Ginger, take it like your body was meant to. Dang, look at that bulge in your belly!" He chuckled, sliding his paw down to rub over his only length inside her, feeling the pressure back through her body. "Oof…that's nice. Mmn… never met a girl like you, Ginger. You didn't even ask for a condom - just rode it bareback. Didn't know you were into such dangerous fun, but here you are, bare feral cock stuffed halfway in you." He shifted his weight a bit, letting out a soft groan at the feeling of her tight passage squeezing on him hard.

Although he was holding her breasts, his grip didn't actually do much to hold her up. In her squatting position, she'd be getting tired, legs starting to ache. Unfortunately, that could only mean gravity would be doing its work, and letting her slip little by little further on his slick shaft. Every little movement she made would be accompanied by a new stinging feeling of his length slipping just a bit deeper, stretching her untouched depths.

"What do you think, Ginger? Can you take it all? All the way down to the knot?" Of course, the obvious answer was no, but that was half the point. The question was only meant to get her to think about the idea, put the possibility in her mind, and to make her worried. He hadn't even given her a reason why she *should* do it. He just wanted to see how she would react.

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S-such a p-pervert… She huffed to herself, completely ignoring the fact that she had voluntarily sat on his cock. The genuine gasp as his talons slid over the lump in her gut musical. A passerby might just thing she'd caught a nail or stubbed a toe but, no, the sound came from a much more vulgar reason. He traced the outline purposefully, feeling on the outside what he was doing to her on the inside; molding her body to fit his carnal lusts.

The little shift of his hips sawed is ridges across her canal and made her eyes bulge slightly and gasp wide-mouthed. It was hard to even call it thrusting what with her clinging flesh just rocking back and forth with him but fuck did she feel every inch of it rooting around inside her! Her ears burned as he teased her, mentioning the lack of condom and got a reflexive clench out of that good little cunt of hers in response.

"N-no…" She puffed, a paw on his knees and slowly drew upward. The poor girl bit her lip at the damningly simulating sensation of his ridges catching and plucking against her vulva on the way out. "I did-" She paused to grit her teeth, the big drake watching those perfect pussy lips yawn deliciously wide to give up its prize. Finally, that wet cockflesh schloped out of her pussy with some reluctance.

She stood there, panting, huffing, every nerve on fire and complaining both at the strain and the sudden unfulfilled emptiness. Her stretched, yawning, youthful hole just dripped with their mixed fluid. There was already enough inside her to make any anthro male jealous and that was just precum from the wealthy male.

"I did what you wanted." She tried again, getting it out this time. The now pay up part was only implied though. She couldn't actually force him to do anything and could very well have wasted her virginity on nothing.

But she didn't want to risk more. If ferals could get anthros pregnant somehow, she didn't want to take the chance for just some swimsuit. Plus, to get him any deeper she'd have to… The young girl huffed at the thought, delicate little fingers dancing across her teased little baby gate.

"Good… enough…?" She inquired.

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The male didn't try to stop her, instead immensely enjoying the feeling of her pulling up off him. Every little ridge of his cock, specifically designed to massage and stimulate for ovulation, caught on her tight flesh and made it a *struggle* to pull off him. That, combined with the ache in her legs from holding a squatting position for so long, he was a little surprised she managed to get off him so quickly. Still, he released her breasts as she did, letting his paws drift to her hips in her new standing position. The upper half of his length was absolutely soaked with her juices as it lazily fell from her, stiffly hanging just to the side of her once-virgin opening.

The male laughed to her, looking at that strained opening in the mirror. He ran a finger down over her slit lips. "Oof, not so tight and perfect anymore. I guess that's what happens when your first time is with a feral, huh? Will probably tighten back up. Hopefully."

He leaned back a bit, eyeing the pile of clothes in the corner that she hadn't yet earned. "I mean, you picked out so much, and couldn't even take my whole spire! I thought you understood what I meant when I told you pick out anything you wanted. But I guess you didn't really get it. I thought it was obvious the deal was we were going all the way. Seemed like you understood when you were on your back, letting me grind up against you." The male eyed her, via his reflection in the mirror. "I mean, you can have the black lingerie; that's already yours. Shame though, we were already getting close to finishing. If you leave now, I guess that means you gave away your virginity for no reason. Huff... thought it was weird you agreed for just a swimsuit. Was going to give you everything else in the end anyway. Oh well."

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The crafty drake didn't try to force her to stay or do anything at all really, just sat back and enjoyed the show. He knew how to play her. The big drake could easily take what he wanted from her but he wanted her to give it to him, freely, to sell her body for a pile of cotton and take both them and the consequences of her choices home with her. The poor girl hissed softly as he played with her sensitive entrance, massaging the rim he'd so recently violated, then filled her in on the missing piece of the puzzle.

He made her feel foolish too. The hints were there and he'd been rather direct about it, seemingly with that very goal in mind the whole time. She huffed and looked toward all the beautiful, expensive clothing with a longing. There must be a thousand bucks worth of stuff she hadn't gone through alone. Would he really…?

The hook was set.

And, it was a lot of money… At least to her. It'd be several days' worth of work if she were could get a good job with good pay but, at the moment, the unemployed teenager was seriously considering the offer. There was that tell again. And the casual massage along her backside was used to tell her it was all in her hands, the decision (and its consequences) was entirely up to her.

"Sooo…" She chewed on a talon gently. "What? I just have to get you off and I can have all of it?"

Time to reel her in.

Her inquiry was more transaction; a quicker, verbal agreement with no misunderstanding of what he wanted for what she'd get this time. So long as he, like, didn't want her to hurt herself, she'd probably do it. Heck, if he promised enough, he might even get her to walk around the store without her panties on afterward, cum dripping down her thighs while she picked out a couple more dresses she wouldn't be able to wear in a few months after he was done ruining her.

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The male narrowed his gaze as she considered the offer. Of course, something like this was always bound to be how it ended. No matter what decisions she made, it would lead to this. The dragon was clever in his manipulations, he needed to be in his day-to-day job. Tricking an unsuspecting anthro into this sort of thing was an easy task for him. He wanted everything from her. He wanted to feel her around his knot, but he would tell her that yet. Ultimately, he wanted to fill her with his cum and watch it all drool out of her just as heavily. But, for now, he just wanted her back on his cock.

"Mm, that's right." He said with a soft nod. "Well, just so we don't have another understanding of what 'getting me off' means - I want you to make me cum. And, I want you to do it with this." He slowly circled a finger around her slightly stretched slit. "Not your hands or your maw. Just this. Also, I'd like you to take my whole cock. Will be a big stretch for you, but you can do it, I'm sure. You've gotta take the *entire* thing, at least for a minute or two. Better be sure you're ready for that."

He smirked at her. She had practically already agreed, although he wondered if asking her to take the entire thing was too much. Naturally, he had left out the detail that he didn't mention his knot in the equation. "Oh, and one more thing. We started this without a condom, so we're finishing it without one. I want to feel that cute cunt of yours bare." Of course, the idea of cumming in her unprotected was far too much to ask, but he knew that. A classic tactic - all she had to do was refuse that last part, and for him to relent, and she'd feel like she won out in the deal. He rumbled out to her, wondering if she'd take the bait.

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She listened with that cute little claw hanging out of the side of her maw, getting the full deal with a huff. All the way? Could she even…? Gawds that would be hard to do. But… If he let her take it slow… maybe it would be possible. He could watch her trying to calculate it, the cost of the clothing with the cost of the dirty deed. She was already naked (mostly), stretched and horny, halfway to the goal already and it would be a shame to go through all of this for nothing.

Her ears flicked up in a perk as he commented about cumming inside. She still didn't know if ferals could get anthros pregnant but she didn't want to take the chance.

"Ah! You can't do that." Ginger spoke a little louder than she intended, ears and voice lowering. "I'm not on any birth control." She huffed. "I- I can do the rest… but you can't cum inside me." That was bargaining 101 and he had it down to an art.

It was easy enough to sell her on the 'better' deal. She had to go all the way, had to pleasure him to the edge and then pull off at the last moment and use her muzzle to keep from making a mess of the booth. He had to tell her when he was almost there but it was up to her to do the rest. Afterward, the dresses were hers.

The young hen huffed, nodding in agreement and the big drake relaxed, waiting for her to fulfil her end of the bargain. She fidgeted a little, that gorgeous, lithe little form standing there, about to ruin her life of her own accord. Turning back around, paws on his knees, she stepped backward and lifted her tail until that greased flesh squeezed up between her thighs. Legs parted nice and wide to either side of his haunches he watched that young puffy pussy yawn out around his cockflesh once more.

The thrill of taking her virginity was no longer there but, in its place, a new thrill of having this innocent, naive teenager use her body to pleasure him to climax took its place. One slow pass to re-train her body to take him and the second she had her pussy melting down his cock once more. Two more strokes and those soft swollen fleshy lips were gorged right back to where it had been previously. The short break had done her some good, letting her muscles relax. It didn't make that snug anthro cunt any less tight but it made it easier for her to work on her next goal.

She hissed each time his tip her cervix, that tail-hole tight ring guarding her womb not giving in as easily as her pussy had. But she could do it. A little pressure for a few seconds and then she'd ease up. A few heartbeats later, she was back at it, trying to impale herself on the full girth of dragon dick. The visible bulge shifting in her tummy as she rode him was grotesquely arousing, showing vividly exactly what he was going to her as Ginger worked for her paycheck.

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fidgeted and tapped at the ground, but finally he relented with a scoff. "Fine, I'll pull out before I cum. I still get to cum though." Of course, it was all an act, but a thoroughly convincing one, he thought.

He didn't even have to help the lovely little anthro as she got back into his favorite position for her, right over his cock, and let the rigid, wet member slip back inside. Before long, she was taking it back to halfway, and then a little more. The break had caused him to regain his stamina, and he was nowhere close to orgasm, but the idea of breaking this little slut was certainly getting him there, not to mention that tight cervix trying desperately to swallow his tip. All this, he had also planned. There was little she could do to force herself down on it, and watched her struggle with immense pleasure, and a soft sway from side to side now and then, jostling the massive shaft inside her and letting her feel new angles of stretching and both pleasure and pain.

After some time, it was clear to both of them that this task was basically impossible - not without her being strong willed enough to cause herself that much pain. The feral male took the opportunity to enact the next phase of his devious plan. "Good effort, hun, but you're going to need some help. Here, let me, I'll go slow." Without a word of consent from her, the male reached down around the back of her legs, gripping her hard and pulling her up off her feet. He supported her like this, her hindpaws high in the air near her head, and her back against his chest. It was an awkward position, and a terrifying one, being that the dragon was suddenly in full control. He could push her down all the way to his knot easily, or he could just loosen his grip and gravity would do it for him. But he just held her there, stuck halfway on his cock, and slowly, gently rocking his hips up against her. "Ah... that's it... like this."

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The smoll anthro was trying but it was slow going. Ginger was pretty convinced she could do it with enough time but, after a while, the frisky feral seemed impatient at her progress and decided to 'help' her out. She glanced back just in time to squeak softly as he swept her feet out from under her. She knew full well ferals were powerful but the ease at which he simply manipulated her body was frighteningly easy. There was hardly a strain as he took the reins and nearly bent her legs back.

He knew she could take it, had seen her flexibility before with that cute little flick of her panties that seemed eons ago now. That stretched her crotch nice and wide and left nothing to obstruct the area between his cock and her cunt. She hadn't realized how much of a plaything she was to him until that heart pounding moment when he effortlessly lifted her up and squished her back down. The shock of being picked up tightened that pleasant little channel for several moments but, a carefully metered motion helped sooth her internal fears and let him get to work laying waste on that beautiful little pussy of hers.

"Nah-Nayyah-Nnggguhh…" She exhaled as rubbed his cock with her soft, vulnerable little sex, grinding those ridges across her sensitive folds with purpose. Even if she wasn't in heat, his feral anatomy could get her ovulating anyway. And if she was in heat, well, those cute little nubs were going to get a hell of a workout in a couple months then.

The big beast was less concerned about going too far which let him push her limits even more greedily. It was more difficult to breath in this position which, oddly, benefited the situation too, forcing her to concentrate more on that and less on the pinch of his cock trying to violate the last bastion of sanctity.

The mirror didn't help either, the full-frontal view of that purple beast impaling her hot pink slit in full rich detail making her ears burn. Part of her was glad he'd gotten her to take off the lingerie panties, there was no way they'd survive this ordeal.

To say nothing of her pussy.

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This position certainly worked better for the male, it's something he had wanted to do from the very start. He just had to say all the right things to get her to this point. From perfect virgin to feral-slut in half an hour! Who knew she'd be so easy.


Things were speeding up now, the male was rolling his hips and lifting her up and down in unison, working his shaft nearly out of her, before letting it sink back in to her cervix, battering at it, stretching it little bit little and his cocktip worked its way in. The sloppy sounds of their joining made him squirm, as did her little moans and convulsions. "Take it all, Ginger, every last inch! I can tell already that pussy of yours is gonna make me cum -mmf- so hard! Can't believe you're letting me do this! Ahn… I love your pussy, Ginger, I really do."

He treatment of her was getting faster, rougher, and he didn't seem intent on stopping. He was actually worried for a moment that she might not be able to take it, that maybe she really was too tight and this would break her, but just when the thought entered his mind, he felt the ridged underside of his tip slip in past her cervix. His body shuddered hard, but he only kept up the treatment, even through her own reactions. It was easier going to get more in now that her cervix gave way.

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The cute teenage girl had been in control of the situation up until now- or at least she'd though she was. Whether it had all been an illusion or just a cleaver ploy of the dirty drake was something she would pine on for many days while the sore ache between her legs subsided. In the heat of the moment though, she could only concentrate on not making too much noise as his cock clapped into her depths with a greedy hunger. The soft wet schlick of her young pussy riding up and down his spire was unmistakable if anyone happened to pass by.

Their only saving grace was how empty such an expensive store was most of the time. It might have saved her a lot of trouble if someone had noticed but, alas, she was doomed to fulfil her bargain as the big beast just enjoyed his beautiful little living sex doll. Her delicate womanhood was mercilessly ravaged by the horny male as he squeezed every drop of pleasure he could out of it, giving back only a sore ach between her bent legs.

When it slipped past last defense, Ginger had to reach up and grab her muzzle with both paws to keep from squeaking out at the very intense sensation of having that bestial breeding pole slide into her womb. Holy fuck the bulge in her belly was hot! Her legs trembled in his grasp, going limp from the effort only once that bulbous crown was plucked from its juicy embrace. Luckily the horny male needed a moment to recover himself, that leaking mast of male meat waiting impatiently on the outside of that beautifully defenseless breeding chamber.

Her paws squeezed his fearfully when he made a move to sink back in, eyes wide. And, while it still stung, slowly squishing his cockhead back into her womb was almost soothing, like rubbing around a bruise to make it feel better. She exhaled a strained huff when it slipped back out, and sucked in another to hold when it went back in.

Only this time deeper. She couldn't hold the breath this time, exhaling in a long draught as the bump on her tummy climbed even further up into her naked tummy. It was quite a sight indeed to see this little hen with her strained pussy lips pressed against his unflared knot. Getting it inside would be the equivalent to passing the largest egg ever recorded and the greedy beast rooting around in her womb had no issue using every inch of space to make sure it happened if necessary.

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He drove his length inside her noisily, roughly, each of his movements filled with only the carnal desire to get himself off. It wasn't long until he bottomed out in her. She'd actually done it; the little anthro slut had taken his entire length. Well, at least, up to the knot. He pulled her up, and let her back down again to his knot. Then again, this time slower, and once again, even slower, finally stopping movement all together and letting her come to rest on his knot. Her spread pussy wasn't nearly spread enough to get around the bulb, and even with her full weight, it wasn't going to slip inside - she'd definitely feel a soreness from resting there though!

The male's breathing had picked up at this point. This slutty ‘virgin' was actually wearing him out, and if he wasn't careful, he'd cum long before he meant to. For now, he rested though, looking at the reflection of the two in the mirror and admiring the wonderful scene of her fully spread on his length, stomach bulged, drooling feminine fluids all over his throbbing, anxious knot. "Ahhh - ah- fuck… Ginger. You really got this far. Huff… look at that." He rubbed firmly over her belly lump, as he had been doing intermittently throughout the whole affair.

The male wasn't satisfied with just ruining this female though, he wanted to tease her as well. He wanted her to know exactly what she was in for. "Nn… Ginger, I just realized, if I cum right now, right in your womb like this, you're definitely getting pregnant. Haha… gods, I just -mmf- I just don't want to pull out, you feel so good! Your slutty little cunt has been so much fun but…I really want to cum in it, Ginger."

He was silent for a moment, and then kissed and nuzzled along her face. "Ah… I promised I wouldn't though…mmf. But hey, we're not done yet, you still have a little bit left. You said you'd take it all~"

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The small hen's body trembled as he bobbed her up and down the full length of his cock. Well, as much as he could anyway. There'd hardly be any movement if he got her slit to kiss his crotch so just sat her slick pussy on that base bulb for a few moments. Her teeth gritted for a moment as her body slowly became accustomed to the second heartbeat twitching inside of her.

It wouldn't have taken much to get him off, that ripe fertile pussy such a gloriously tight hole with the added pleasure of having the cockring of her cervix sliding up and down his spire. This deep inside of her, those ridges were devastatingly stimulating too, fondling instinctive reactions within her body as casually as one might a dangling cat toy. He wasn't lying about getting her pregnant, she just had no idea the extent of the damage it would cause to her life.

Even still, he could see the moment of fear and worry flash over her as it sank in, saw the fight or flight response building up in her and the cute little; "No!" that gasp from her lips before he just laughed it off, dismissing it as a joke. After all, he'd made a deal and would stick to it. Unprotected sex with a feral all the way in until he was almost ready to cum, then she had to get off and finish him with that pretty maw of hers.

His tease had almost gone too far but he placated her with his confirmation of the deal and he felt the tension in her body ebb. She was basically helpless to stop him anyway, the only defense she had was to cry out for help and hope. Unnfh… fuck… Ginger looked down at her front directly, really taking in the detail of the juicy contours of dragon dick stuffed inside her as she dangled limply in his greedy grasp.

The booth was going to be a mess, already a puddle of slick slime on the ground beneath them with strings of the stuff clinging to every part of her gender. Somehow the stockings had remained mostly untainted, what with all of that juice effort directed specifically on breeding this cute little anthro slut. When he started working on her again, her ears flopped from the rhythm, more or less masturbating himself with her tight little body.

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The male licked his lips - finally they were getting to the best part, the part he had been waiting for all night. This particular dragon was especially fond of stimulation of his knot. Nothing made him cum faster than giving it a good massage and squeeze. Usually, it was inside a feral though, who were tight enough, but nowhere near as tight as this anthro was going to be.

He nuzzled at her cheek, nibbled on her ear, just letting her sit there and feel him inside her fully for several moments. He didn't say anything, but this was the last time she'd ever be this tight. He wondered if she really realized just how much his knot was going to ruin her. "Alright Ginger, here we go. Last little bit… it's gonna hurt." He purred out to her sweetly, but it's not as if she could do anything about it.

He once again began moving his hips, sloshing his massive length inside her body once more and working the base at her opening. His knot was already as soaked as it was going to be, it was just a matter of force now, but he knew a few techniques. Slowly, he worked her body from side to side, stretching her slowly, little bit at a time, over the bulb. The anthro would feel a stretch like no other, her flesh being pushed to its absolute limit, painfully, but with just a tinge of strange pleasure, the two feelings being closely related. It would feel like hot pins pricking at her once-virgin slit, splitting it open wider and wider, until finally, with a resounding slucking sound, she was over the fattest part of his knot. Her pussy, almost eagerly, swallowed the rest all at once, wedging inside her firmly and driving his tip hard against the back wall of her womb.

The feeling of that tight pussy swallowing his knot, the cervix gripping around the middle of his shaft, and even the feeling of his tip pressing to her womb was overwhelming for the dragon. He grit his teeth and squirmed, trying to hold back the inevitable. His breathing was picked up, and she'd feel his cock pulsing hard, twitching inside her, every inch eager to douse her insides with seed. "Ah! Oh, fuck, you actually took it! Haha! Don't move, Ginger, you're gonna make me blow inside you!"

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F-fuck! It already stung… how much more-

His hips gyrated and, like a stirring stick, rocked his hips back and forth. All of it was stimulating and all of it made her winch. The paws behind her head applied greedy pressure, then backed off, working her cunny with the expertise of one who'd broken in plenty of pussies others would have sworn were too small. A little more, a little further, a little deeper.

She pinched an eye closed as a pained tear welled up in it, the other watching her body struggle to fulfil her end of the bargain. Ginger struggled to breathe as he bent her back and pinned her down on his knot. This wasn't worth it, it wouldn't fit, there was no way! And, just as she was about to call it off, she felt it happen!

It was hard to comprehend what that sensation was, that feeling of utter relief as her painfully round hole inched past the point of no return and just swallowed the rest of it up inside her. She lost feeling in her toes for a moment as the bump in her belly shifted upward into her gut with an obscenely delicious motion. She'd have yelped if it hadn't momentarily knocked the wind out of her too. Her stretched vulva was profoundly grateful for the relief but the strain had just shifted up to her hips who's only saving grace was the position he'd put her in with knees bent back, allowing for a full stretch of youthful henparts.

The dirty drake had basically rearranged her insides for his comfort, the utterly broken pleasure of her body having no choices but to clamp down on the 'egg' stuffed between her legs. She didn't move but it didn't stop her body from contracting from the subconscious worry his words produced. It was a weak but stimulating convulsion.

"Hhaan… don't…" She puffed out, her position forcing her to stair directly bulge in her belly, twitching with an eagerness to uproot her entire life.

And all for a couple bucks of clothing.

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The male was straining to keep his composure. He could hardly hold back his orgasm. And yet, her pussy was unrelenting, milking him and squeezing on his knot hard. For a moment he actually considered sparing her. But oouh, it was too late, he was going to cum! He sucked in his breath, feeling himself moments away from ruining the poor girl's life. She had seconds to get off his knot, and there was little hope of that. "Haha! I told you not to move!"

The male ‘did his best' to tug her off, pulling up hard on her body, which to her, likely felt like she was going to be pulled in two. For him, it was blissful, feeling something tugging at his bulb that hard, all the while the entire rest of his shaft enveloped in warmth. The first eruption of his orgasm shot straight back into her womb, coating her insides heavily. The male still hadn't given up though, and he tugged up on her again. The second orgasm was just as heavy as the first, bloating out her already-full belly even more, filling her womb with seed. Finally, on the third tug, he managed to pull her squirming body off his knot, the motion accompanied by another rope of seed splashing along the inside of her tunnel as he pulled her off. With his cock out entirely, mid-orgasm, the rest shot directly onto her belly, then her tits, and her face, coating her front side entirely in several more thick, hot pumps.

The dragon breathed out a sigh as his orgasm tapered off. Ginger, of course, got the full show, watching herself get coated inside and out in real time. The male could barely hold back a laugh. "Oh, fuck! Ginger, I told you not to move! Look what you did!" He stared at her in the mirror, as his cum drooled heavily out of her used and abused snatch.

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Her comfy little cunt was just what he needed, a perfect little package to empty his lust into and leave his chicks in. She didn't move! Her tiny paws gripped his larger fingers with a death grip as he tugged up, sawing his ridges into her tender young flesh, massing the tight fleshy ring of her cervix just under the head and, most importantly rubbed her tight little snatch over his knot.

He couldn't tell if her cute little cry of dismay was because of his tugging or the fact that she could feel and see the life-ruining gush of sperm surge up that cum-delivering vein pressed against her belly and just unload inside her. His languid attempts at dislodging the helpless little girl from his knot were both pointless and pleasurable, at least for him. His gripping paws sat that cute little ass back on his slit and milked another fat rope of cum out of his balls before giving the breathless, distraught young girl one last pull to drag that ruined pussy up off his squirting cock.

Her whole body shuddered, some sort of twisted pained pleasure wracked her body, impossible to tell what was happening as her ovulating cunt convulsed and the lump in her gut just fell out of her. The trembling, gaping hen had no time to process the reality of physical and emotional distress coursing through her as the spasming male just slapped her face rudely with another splatter of cum. Ginger tilted her head away with gritted teeth but it did little to stop the next rope from painting those perky pink nubs with a glaze of their own.

One even shot right up into her open pussy, sending a sickening tingle to her toes as trembling hen tried to recover from the intense sexual abuse. It hardly mattered when he relaxed and sat her stretched little hole back down on his still twitching shaft, the warm semen shooting directly into her abused pussy with the final few, lazy spurts. There was already enough pudging up her womb to ensure a vivid pregnancy and, no matter how much leaked out, there would still be millions left inside to ravage the generous helping of chicks he'd gotten her to give him.

"Nuh… nooo…" She mewled pathetically, her glossy blue eyes staring down at her soiled crotch, watching it dribble out of her ruined folds.

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for a perfect orgasm. The male could only chuckle down at the little anthro, who he still held in with her hindpaws straight up so she could hardly move. He slid a paw down to her cum-slicked stomach, slowly letting one of her legs down. He trailed it to her ruined cunt, and stuck his fingers just inside, feeling around. She wasn't even tight enough to grip two of his fingers at once anymore.

"Mmm… yep, afraid so. Told yah not to move, but you just had to go and squeeze on my knot, huh? Well, too late now. All that cum? Yep, no way you're getting out of this one without some hatchlings." He continued to finger her softly, coaxing out a massive mess of thick cum, that just kept pouring. "Dam, you made me cum hard. Wonder how many eggs you'll have." He chuckled again. "Well, thanks for your pussy. Hell, thanks for your virginity too. Just a shame I'll never get to feel that tight cunt again. Ah well, plenty of sluts in the world that'll ride a feral's cock for a few bucks."

The male finally set the anthro down on the ground, letting her rest, and make quite a mess on the floor. He quickly fished out a piece of plastic from the bag at his side and tossed it near her. "Here you go. It's a prepaid. Go nuts." And with that, the male was done with her, used and abused, all for the sake of some overpriced garbage. ", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Dress for Success", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "11", "views": "2103" }