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Sardrel's gotten a call to watch the 16 year old girl so it’s a bit of a surprise when he gets another request out of the blue to watch her again. Turns out his last 'sitting' took quite nicely in the young girl and her mother is now convinced she still needs a [i]responsible[/i] adult nearby while they're out of town. Unfortunately, despite everything's she's going through, she's still a bit of a bitch so Sardrel decides to test her again and see if she's learned anything.\n\nThree guesses on whether she passes the second test or not ;3\n\nContains consensual, underage feral sex; even if she might be a little tricked and coerced into it. \n\nGive your favorite broodmother some love:\n[b]FAV[/b] if you liked it\n[b]COMMENT[/b] if you read it\n[b]PAW[/b] if you loved it!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Well, it took me nearly a year to finish the commission but here we have a continuation of
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Good Girl, Bad Girl
with our 'good' boy \n\t\t\t\t\tSardrel and the young dragoness he knocked up last time, Alira.

It’s been a few months since Sardrel's gotten a call to watch the 16 year old girl so it’s a bit of a surprise when he gets another request out of the blue to watch her again. Turns out his last 'sitting' took quite nicely in the young girl and her mother is now convinced she still needs a responsible adult nearby while they're out of town. Unfortunately, despite everything's she's going through, she's still a bit of a bitch so Sardrel decides to test her again and see if she's learned anything.

Three guesses on whether she passes the second test or not ;3

Contains consensual, underage feral sex; even if she might be a little tricked and coerced into it.

Give your favorite broodmother some love:
FAV if you liked it
COMMENT if you read it
PAW if you loved it!", "writing": "The green drake’s look was neutral and stoic as he was admitted into the home he knew quite well. He’d been Alira’s hatchiesitter for years now and, even at 16, almost 17 years old, he was still being called to keep an eye on her. She looked especially grumpy today, curled up on the couch with her tail tip flicking back and forth in agitation. And she looked [i]different[/i] too. The furred feral dragon made an offhand comment to her mother, the older hen looking both embarrassed and indignant that her sitter could tell from all the way at the door.\n\n“She, ah… [i]got herself pregnant[/i].” Her mother lowered her voice, trying not to call attention to it too much.\n\nSardrel turned his head and leaned in slightly to politely catch the underbreath comment before resuming his normal posture with a casual:\n\n“Ah.” And intentionally dismissive nod.\n\nOf course, Sardrel knew exactly why the young hen’s midriff was starting to swell; he was the one who’d soaked her fertile young womb in a rich bath of teeming little wigglers to leave the disrespecting adolescent teenager with a clutch of new responsibilities to deal with. He certainly wouldn’t have noticed from this far away if he didn’t know what to look for, but he couldn’t help but indulge in a little jab of satisfaction at her family’s expense by calling it out and forcing her mother to explain.\n\nNo one else knew of course, even Alira had no idea the cute little brood of bastards growing in her gut was his. And, as her mother led him in to the kitchen, he let her explain as he accepted a soda water and sipped on it while feigning ignorance. Apparently ‘some boy from school seduced her’ and ended up getting her poor daughter pregnant. It took effort to keep a grin from stretching from horn to horn but he managed to maintain his composure with a somber nod.\n\n“And I thought she was starting to show signs of maturity.” He commented back with a dismissive headshake. “They didn’t even, you know, use protection?” The devious drake inquired with as much sincerity as he could muster. It was clearly a rather embarrassing topic for the other adult to discuss but her discomfort was just as much fun to worm into.\n\n“Well… she says they did but [i]clearly[/i] they didn’t…”\n\nThis grin was even harder to suppress so he hid it behind another forced swig of water. So the poor dude hadn’t even manage to put any of his own kids in her before getting all the blame? Tough luck; hopefully he got a good lay or two out of it at least.\n\n“Anyway. I know it must be awkward watching someone as old as Alira but…” She continued but Sardrel cut her off with as much chivalry as one who’d secretly fucked and knocked up their patron’s daughter could muster.\n\n“Oooh not at all. Happy to help. Promise I wont let any other boys get to her on my watch.” Maybe that last part was a bit in bad taste but the adult dragoness seemed more relieved than anything.\n\n“The business convention is just over the weekend, we’ll be back on Monday.”\n\n“Any, ah, [i]restrictions[/i] for the young miss?” The emerald fluffed male inquired, tilting the bottle toward the front room where Alira’s back was turned toward the two adults.\n\n“Well she’s grounded to the house [i]for the foreseeable future[/i]-“ The older woman emphasized with a sour face. “-but other than that, I suppose nothing out of the ordinary.”\n\n“I see.” He nodded, finishing the drink. “Well you two have a safe trip and don’t worry about a thing here.” The sitter added with a chipper smile to help put her mother at ease.\n\n\nThe two parents departed with little more fanfare than a short goodbye to their daughter leaving the [i]expecting parents[/i] alone together. The house was quiet with just the grumpy teen and the television on, the older drake choosing to relax in the foyer instead of joining her. Pulling his phone out, he scrolled through the content of his secured folder. It’d been two months since he’d knocked up the poor girl so her recording was buried beneath other content but it was easy to find. Making sure the phone was muted, he tapped the recording and, not a few dragonlenghts away from her, rewatched the video of his knotted cock pulsing into her young, unprotected vent.\n\nIt had new meaning now; he knew full well back then as he shot up inside her that it was very likely to get her pregnant but now he [i]knew[/i] each pulsing jerk of cum rushing down his cock and into her hot little womb was getting her pregnant. Knowing those quivering trembles along her gut as his sperm thumped against her helpless uterus were only the beginnings of a round midriff gave the moment a special sort of satisfaction. Sardrel got so engrossed in his recollection, he nearly missed the young hen walking up to him on her way to the restroom.\n\nA jolt of adrenaline rushed through him as he clicked his phone closed and lowered himself in a way that would more fittingly hide his erection. His bottoms didn’t make the hardon very comfortable so it’d fade in a bit but it still wouldn’t do to present it to the underage girl- at least while she was awake.\n\n“Hey Bean.” He commented cheerily. He wasn’t the one weighed down by an unwanted clutch so he had no reason to be down after all.\n\n“Hi Sardrel.” She mumbled back, continuing to watch without even turning around.\n\nThe older drake just gave a smug grin as those hinds waddled down the hall. He lifted his phone and unlocked it, the video happening to be paused on a frame with her bottomless ass upside down, splayed out, pussy stretched by the knot it’d been forced to suck on and drooling a copious amount of cum drooling down her tailbase. Quite a dichotomy compared to the almost reserved teenage ass he was look at now with a feral tee that didn’t quite fit over her fattened gut and torn jean shorts she was currently wearing.\n\nOn her return from the restroom, the older male put his phone and the dirty video of her unsuspecting breeding away. His erection hadn’t died down at all.\n\n“What’s eating at you?” He commented at the grumpy teenager as she wandered back toward and past him. The older drake seamlessly shifted to his feet and followed a short distance behind her, for once not eyeing her tail.\n\n“What do you think?” Alira replied flatly while gesturing to her flanks with her wings, obviously more annoyed about someone asking about her midriff again than anything else.\n\n“Ah, not something you were trying for?” He inquired, enjoying this little verbal nagging with his bratty little charge. Even being saddled with chicks hadn’t changed her much. She scoffed as if it were some sort of bad joke.\n\n“No. And definitely not with [i]him[/i].”\n\nOutch. Sardrel didn’t even know the guy and he felt sorry for him. Sure he’d drugged the girl but she’d still spread her legs for him so there must have been something there.\n\n“Then why’d you have sex with’m?” The older male asked casually, peeling the top off a can of nuts and popping one in his maw, crunching on it as casually as he inquired.\n\nAlira stopped mid stride. He enjoyed the way her cheeks lit up a little with indignant frustration.\n\n“I don’t know! He just… came on so strong and I-“ The young dragoness stopped mid rant, seeing her sitter just standing there, munching on nuts like popcorn and huffed. “That’s none of your business.” She snapped, turning her head away indignantly.\n\nBut the green drake didn’t take the slightest bit of offense, far too amused to let the nip at him gain any purchase. Instead, his comment caught her off guard.\n\n“You’re right, just trying to help.”\n\nAlira didn’t want his help!\n\n“And I know you’re probably tellin’ yourself you don’t want help from the guy that’s been your sitter for, lets be honest here, [i]way[/i] too many years.” He commented, perfectly echoing her mental state. “Honestly your parents feel a little too… clingy if you ask me.”\n\nThe young female’s earfin twitched. She’d never heard Sardrel say a single bad thing about her parents before. Granted it wasn’t really a topic of conversation but… still… it was strange to hear her sitter confirm her inner frustrations.\n\n“Hell, by the time I was your age I knew how to make the ladies squirm on pretty much every appendage I had.” He admitted with a coy grin.\n\nAlira looked back with a slightly squeamish face. She’d never imagined her sitter doing stuff like that.\n\n“But! I knew better than to have unprotected sex with any of them.” He pointed a claw in her direction with an accusing connotation. The pride in her wouldn’t take the slight laying down and she barked back.\n\n“We [i]did[/i] use protection!”\n\nThe green drake kept his smugness in check.\n\n“Mmmn, so you were on egg control?” The comment came out as if the conversation they were having wasn’t just a weird dialogue of sex between paid sitter and an underage girl.\n\n“Of course not; mom would never-” She blurted out defensively before the hot-headed dragoness could stop herself.\n\nThat made sense; the old hen would be more likely to force her daughter not to have sex at all rather than letting the hormone driven teen experiment safely.\n\n“Condom then?” He continued without missing a beat. It was clear Alira was torn between utter embarrassment and pride to defend herself but the latter seemed to win out as she nodded at length.\n\n“You see him put it on? Take it off? You go a couple rounds maybe?” He tossed questions at her, letting her answer them between each as he built up a case. The drug he’d give her would have, without a doubt, kept he fire between her legs burning hot enough to give the other teen a run for his money. “You know what ‘stealthing’ is?”\n\nIt was 50/50 if she was diving into that sort of fetishy content yet. Generally kids at her age were either still content with vanilla stuff or they’d grown bored of it and started diving into the weirder side of sex. The puzzled look would have been enough but she shook her head as well.\n\n“It’s when the guy takes the condom off in the middle of it and keeps going without their partner knowing.” He spoke matter of factly. While the blue dragoness would have liked to be embarrassed or grossed out, he could see the wheels turning as he planted the narrative and buried the other kid further in the ground. “Not saying that’s what he did but… considering…” He nudged his head toward her growing midriff suggestively.\n\n“Fucking bastard…” She growled low under her breath.\n\nSo caught up in her own thoughts was she that the pregnant teen didn’t notice either the smug grin or the way he moved over toward her, standing beside the young mother-to-be and extended the tub of nuts toward her. She perked in surprise, looking at it, then up at him.\n\n“C’mon, you aren’t eating for one anymore after all.” He gave the tub a small shake and, deflated, the pregnant hen sighed before taking a fistful of the offering and munched them resolutely.\n\n[i]Better take good care of my eggs, slut.[/I] He chastised internally while externally smiling sweetly at her.\n\n\n\nHaving thoroughly enjoyed putting the little troublemaker on the spot and cementing his scapegoat, the two retired to the living room to watch some TV. An hour or so passed relatively uneventfully, Sardrel distracting himself with the show while Alira rolled about on the couch, eventually catching his attention with a soft grumble as she tried and failed to find a comfortable place to lay.\n\nIt was understandable, he’d fucked a rather large clutch into her so, even just two months in, she was already having to deal with the discomfort of her growing brood. The blue eyed drake considered her for a time; he didn’t have any more of the drug he’d used to knock her out last time and, honestly, if she passed out hard twice when he was here watching her, that might be too suspicious. He still had some of the second drug though, the aphrodisiac fertility pills he’d relished forcing down her throat but there was no way to get them into her without her noticing the effects. Too bad she wouldn’t take them willingly- he chortled to himself.\n\nUnless…\n\nWould that work? [i]Could[/i] that work? Surely she wouldn’t be stupid enough to do drugs too after all the other trouble she’d ‘gotten herself’ in? But the more he thought about it, the more it tickled him to try. If nothing else, it’d test to see if she’d learned anything at all from her current ordeal.\n\nIt could get him in a [i]lot[/i] of trouble. He’d already effectively gotten away with murder- or reverse murder in this case, was it worth risking it just to feel her soft, delicate young vent straining around his knot again. The stirring in his sheath at the thought was enough of an answer to get him to proceed. After all, maybe she’d do the right thing for once and turn him down right?\n\n“Everything alright over there? You’re wiggling around an awful lot.” The older male interrupted during her next bout of shifting. The indignant hen huffed and flopped down- not because she had found a comfortable position but just because she didn’t want him thinking she couldn’t.\n\n“I’m fine.” She lied but it was clear by the dubious look on his snout that he didn’t believe her. Alira exhaled in exasperation again. “I just can’t get comfortable with these [i]damn eggs[/i]!”\n\n[i]Careful slut, those are my eggs you’re talking about.[/i] He chastised silently. Externally though, he was just as casual and chipper as ever.\n\n“And you’re not on egg control still I take it? That helps I’m told.” He doubted that made a spit of difference either way but it’d work the wedge between her and her mother rather than creating one between the two of them. “Mmn, actually, I might have something that could help you.” The older male added, pausing before the curiously puzzled teen to pat himself down as if searching for something.\n\nSardrel knew exactly where the little plastic container that held his ‘night enhancers’ was, but he made a show for her sake, finding it at last. A little shake of the container beside his head confirmed there was still something in it and he popped the top off, dumping one… then, on second thought, a second pill into his palm.\n\n“They aren’t exactly off the shelf stuff.” He commented casually with a wink, holding his paw out to offer the jelly-bean sized capsules to the underage girl.\n\n“What is it?” She inquire with genuine curiosity.\n\n“Dunno exactly. I know they fuck with hormones and body chemicals and stuff but they’ll make you feel good so you wont worry about that belly of yours.” He answered at length with charming charisma. Alira gave a doubting, undecided look at them, poking the capsules with her other claw. That was promising at least. Maybe she really had learned something from the ordeal he was currently putting her body through.\n\n“This isn’t, like, coke or something is it?”\n\nSardrel’s sudden belly laugh actually startled the smaller female a bit.\n\n“No dear. I mean, it’s a drug but so’s aspirin.” The drug wasn’t exactly legal but more because of its concentration rather than its scheduled classification.\n\nShe rolled the idea around in her head for a moment or two more, then seemed to shrug and tossed them back with a strong swallow without another inquiry. Whelp, so much for learning…\n\nMaybe it was unfair, being offered a solution to a problem by a trusted individual but, if her only question was ‘its not cocaine right?’ than he guessed she deserved what was coming to her at this point. The green drake hid his smug satisfaction at the turn of events behind a pleased smile and reached a paw out to give the young hen a stroking pet down her neck. Which she promptly rebuked and lifted herself up to try and get comfortable again.\n\nThe two dragons resumed watching their show as if nothing were out of the ordinary. Sardrel let himself be distracted by the show; honestly he didn’t even know if the pills would do anything at all to a pregnant dragoness. They’d always been used to [i]get[/i] a girl pregnant, not sate one that already had his brood growing in their gut.\n\nIt was a good half hour into the show, when he spared an almost accidental glance toward the young hen that he noticed the dark spot on her shorts. Oh. Well it was definitely doing [i]something[/i] to the pregnant girl- he thought with some satisfaction. Would it make her ovulate while she was pregnant? Could he get her pregnant [i]again[/i]? His tongue rubbed against the wet roof of his maw at the thought. This required investigation. But how to proceed with the still fully conscious girl?\n\n“Feeling better?” He rumbled, catching his charge’s attention. Her ear flicked and she turned her head toward him, seemly unaware of the wet spot she was making under her tail.\n\n“Ah… kinda.” She huffed, stretching, that exposed midriff hiding nothing of her current state.\n\n“Would you like me to give you some tummy rubs?” He inquired. But, before she could get weirded out by the idea of massaged by her sitter or defensive at ‘being treated like a hatchling’ his paw reached out to her, providing an undeniably pleasing sample of what he could do if she just swallowed her pride and let him give her pregnant belly some attention.\n\nEven still, the conflict raged in her for several seconds before she relented.\n\n“I guess…” She huffed with as much indigent indifference as one who didn’t want to admit she was enjoying the attention could muster.\n\nThe furred drake smiled and, with strong paws, gripped and rolled his little brood bitch over onto her back. Splayed out with forepaws curled at her chest and a look of uncertainty on her muzzle, she watched her sitter scoot up, hover over her and begin massaging into that egg-gorged gut. The young hen held her breath to keep from exhaling in delight at the initial touch, her hide soft and warm and unusually sensitive as those turquoise pads groped across her brood bulge.\n\nHer eyes lingered, dancing between his masculine facial features and the glorious attention along her belly, lingering more on the latter as he roamed wholly over this young girl in ways an adult probably shouldn’t be allowed. That was okay, she was consenting and he wasn’t doing anything untoward. Speaking of; he pushed the rim of her shirt up, exposing more of her body to his eyes- err, rubs. There was nothing to hide up there but it was a good start to get her comfortable to being more exposed.\n\nThus, when his paws eventually slid toward the lower half of her garment to do the same there, it was far less out of the ordinary for him to tug her bottoms down some so he could, ostensibly, get at more of her belly for rubs. It was certainly [i]weird[/i] but worth it for her as she didn’t try to stop him as he exposed more of the underage girl’s body.\n\n“There now, how’s that feel?” He purred soothingly while groping his broodmare. Alira huffed, both embarrassed and satisfied.\n\n“I’m… a little warm…” She admitted. It was kinda cute seeing her so torn. She might not know exactly what she was asking her sitter to do but he knew exactly how to resolve her [i]heat[/i].\n\n“Yeah, that’ll happen.” He chortled, leaning down to casually sniff at her bottoms.\n\nThe young girl huffed indignantly, tensing but it was too late to stop him. Hell, she couldn’t have stopped him from gathering the ripening scent of her untimely estrus into his nostrils period. But it seemed even more infuriating that he just casually [i]sniffed[/i] her like that!\n\n“You know, there [i]are[/i] benefits to already being pregnant.” He commented with a coy smirk, laying a paw on her crotch and giving the sensitive spot between her legs a gentle rub. The sensation of being touched like that caused the young lady to suck in a gasp and curl her toes in reaction. “We don’t have to do anything of course… but if you want to…”\n\nThe inuendo was hard to miss, her hatchiesitter was offering sexual relief of some kind. It might have disgusted her if the drug boiling through her blood hadn’t made the sensation of his groping paw so damn pleasurable. Her eyes closed as the young girl bit her lip, her hidden honey pot so soft and swollen that even the gentle grind of talon-teased fabric against her nether lips was making her clench!\n\nSo, when he stopped, the glassy-eyed girl had a moment to catch her breath while his shadow loomed over her. Watching her sitter unbutton his bottoms and expose himself right in front of her felt like she was having some sort of weird horny dream in slow motion. And yet, there it was; hung balls, pudgy sheath and a disgustingly arousing red rocket of a dragon dick poking out of its swollen ring. Poor Alira couldn’t drag her eyes away from the scene unfolding before her until his smug grin drew her back to his snout as if magnetized.\n\n“Like what you see?” He inquired casually. She hadn’t gotten to see what had raped her last time so, while her body might vaguely remember the monster that had plundered her pussy, her eyes were getting to drink in the details for the first time.\n\nHe was well endowed indeed, which made sense considering she was half his age and only two-thirds his size. She’d really only had any measurable experience with her boyfriend’s shaft so this full-grown monster was equal parts vulgar, worrying and thrilling. The adult dragon leaned forward over the smaller hen, dwarfing the underage girl with his warmly scented fluff. She exhaled and breathed in as he moved forward over her. Why had she never noticed how good he smelled? It was a pungent odor but one that pleasantly infected her thoughts rather than repulsing her.\n\nAlira shrank back into the cushions as her sitter moved forward to bring that whole, unbuttoned crotch right up to her nose. She just starred, cross-eyed in an almost hypnotic trance as that greasy girth started to sliiiide out of its home right in front of her. The belly rubs, her own itch, the fact that she was grounded for getting herself pregnant were all far away thoughts as that limp log of dragon meat crested the tip of her nose and [i]licked[/i] up over the bridge of her snout. In a matter of heartbeats, her sitter had his half-flaccid cock resting on the 16 year old’s nose, forcing his strong musky scent to burnt its way into her brain.\n\nShe might have remembered this scent if her previous encounter with this bitch breeder had left her any capacity to make memories; but at least that meant she got to enjoy its savage nature for the first time all over again. Not many girls could say they got to enjoy Sardrel for the first time [i]twice[/i].\n\nIt could only last so long though; that brief window where his shaft was thickly aroused and full of life but still pliable and limp enough to rest heavily upon the contours of this young woman’s muzzle. It took only a rub or two before it started to lift off from the sinful stimulation, leaving a web of thick musky fluid to mark the unprepared dragoness in the process. His scent settled heavy in the cracks and crevices of her features, drooling along the curve of her cheeks and seeping in between her lips, hinting at the flavor to be had if only…\n\nHis large forepaw gripped her chin with a delicate insistence that guided the dazed dragoness. His now stiff shaft would no longer lay idle with such a prize to be had! But Sardrel forced it to behave, only occasionally slapping his belly with a fur-matting glaze of sheath slime now.\n\nAlira didn’t know what to do. If she were in her right mind, it’d be easy to see how much of a ploy this was, that he’d done this on purpose and wanted her to do things with him. But the wet spot on her bottoms had only grown noticeably since he’d started down this path of debauchery and, honestly, her body craved it more now than she had even when her boyfriend had pounced upon her with growls and nips. He'd nipped her off to some dark corner and proceeded to fuck her brains out but somehow the sight and scent of him tickled some subconscious part of her mind into compliance.\n\nOh hells! What about him? She shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t be going off with someone else who wasn’t the ‘father’ of her chicks. It was hard told onto those thoughts of loyalty when her flared nostrils dragged in another mind melting gout of that thick, overwhelming musk into her lungs. She shuddered visibly as the dirty male rubbed his shaft along the side of her muzzle. A slight rock of his hips massaged that bare meat against her lips as he held her in place, testing her devotion.\n\n“Go on, you wont bite.” He rumbled, smiling in wicked satisfaction as her lips parted almost immediately after and her tongue slithered out of the side of her maw to give his meaty mast a half-coiled lick around its girth.\n\nOne lick, two laps, a smearing of that thick fluid across the roof of her maw and she was hooked. Her lips parted wordlessly, letting him guide that fat log of flesh into her gullet. At least he was gentle in feeding his cock into her maw. The jaw gripping paw transitioned to her head, grasping a horn instead to ease her angle to an even more pleasing one as, within seconds, he nestled his tip into the back of her throat and proceeded to take his pleasure of the little girl.\n\nThe soft [i]glurk![/i] noise as the underage girl found herself partly immobilized by a stiff mass of drake meat was adorable. That didn’t stop him from going further and further still until he’d stuffed her nose directly into that thick, musky scented sheath fluff. He gave the ignorant teenager a sidelong glance back, amused at her struggle to take the adult dragon dick while her breath ruffled his crotch fur.\n\nShe obviously had no idea what to do now, gumming at the beast between her lips while her tongue slithered around its surface with careful curiosity. And swallowing of course. She had little choice but to swallow the trickle of seminal fluid drooling down her throat. He didn’t let her linger there for [i]too[/i], but long enough that she coughed and sputtered a little as the hefty spire dragged back out of the cozy embrace of her throat. The slimy, leaking tip pressed against her tongue, digging his scent into her taste buds with carnal satisfaction.\n\nHe shook his head; failed the test again- he thought while rocking his hips and let her sample the virile spire that had knocked her up the last time she’d failed his test. She was surprisingly good at giving a muzzlejob too, intentionally laying her tongue over her teeth to keep from scraping and stiffening that youthful oral organ to pin his cock between its smooth surface and the ribbed roof of her maw. No matter, Sardrel decided it just further justified the punishment he had in mind for her.\n\n“You seem to be enjoying yourself down there aren’t you, Alira?” The adult dragon’s voice startled her out of her sexual trance and the young dragoness stopped bolt still, lips pursed around his cockhead. It was as if, for the first time since she started sucking his dick, she realized just exactly whose cock it was.\n\nThe big drake popped his shaft out of her feral muzzle and, for a brief moment, she looked worried- like she’d just been caught with her paw in the cookie jar… [i]again[/i]. But the older drake just shifted hips to slide his adult dick up beneath her underage jaw and lift her chin with it. The slippery, slimy mast slipped off the side and smeared its musky fluid across her cheek, forcing the young girl to squint her closest eye closed defensively. But Sardrel just continued to rub himself across her once-beautiful features, soiling them with his scent.\n\n“You want me to return the favor?” The great drake inquired with a rumbling plume, catching the worried hen off guard once more for an entirely different reason this time.\n\nHe continued to assault his young charge with that infectious masculine scent, making it hard to think, let alone actually consider his offer. But, eventually, she seemed to pull enough of her thoughts together to give him a stoic nod of affirmation.\n\n“Good girl.” He rumbled with a grin in a way that made her flush and huff with indignation.\n\nBut she didn’t try to stop him as he eased up, the shadow of his much larger form lifting away. A sticky strand of his seminal fluid stretched off her chin and dripped onto her chest. It went entirely ignored as she just starred at her sitter, dumbstruck as he casually made himself comfortable on the far end of the couch. He sat, straddling her tail and glanced down, rubbing the rather embarrassing dark spot between her legs.\n\nBy now, one wouldn’t be remiss for thinking she’d pissed herself by the look of it; but they both knew that wasn’t the reason for the dampness on her shorts. The young girl, starring down the crest of her rounded midriff, was less restrained with her huffs and squirms as her sitter touched her quite inappropriately. The teasing was only temporary though, he had other plans for this horny hen.\n\nGetting her all the way out of her shorts was too much work. Reaching around her rump to unbutton the tail strap loosened them up enough to let the more experienced male work her bottoms about halfway up her thighs to fully expose that puffy pink pussy of hers. With the best part of her body now fully exposed and accessible, he left them there, trapping the young girl in her own clothing. A slimy string of her nectar stretched off her cunny as he pulled her panties up her thighs too. The thin strand broke only once those troublesome undergarments were completely out of the way from interfering with what he wanted to do to her. That was far enough to give him access to the one part of her body he was interested in anyway.\n\nThat meant placing his paws on those egg-laying hips and bending them backward was the only option for the young girl to give her sitter access to that aching pussy of hers. And what an [i]ache[/i] it must be, what with the way those bubblegum colored slitlips looked so plump and inflamed from the drug he’d given her. He knew he’d given her twice what a full-grown hen would have taken but he’d forgotten just what it did to her reproductive tract. His thumb claws reached out, pressed against either side of her pretty little pussy and spread that soft, vulnerable egglayer wide enough to get a good view of her absolutely sopping sex.\n\nThe embarrassed hen huffed with a soft whine, her muscles reflexively clenching in response to the stimulation but that just made the squishy fluid collecting along the rippling folds of her vulva drool out along the crest of her tailbase and onto the couch. With no undergarment to soak up the lusty hen’s juices, it was going to make a mess on her parent’s furniture in no time.\n\nWell, he couldn’t have that now could he?\n\nAlira’s whole body stiffened and flexed with a shriek of surprise as the older male leaned forward and dove deeply into that soft, vulnerable slot between her legs. The noise wasn’t out of pain of course, quite the opposite actually, and Sardrel completely anticipated just such a reaction. Strong paws held the young girl with a firm but not aggressive grip to keep her jerking hind legs from going anywhere as his tongue surged into her poor pussy and [i]lashed[/i] across her shuddering sex indiscriminately. Her hind toes flexed, foretalons rending across the tough cushions to either side and grit her teeth with an almost worried expression.\n\n[i]H-holy FUCK![/i] She exclaimed internally while the initial surprise melted into a buttery smooth syrup being drizzled across the pleasure center of her brain. That skilled tongue and terrifyingly adept muzzle began casually eating her out, busily sucking on her cunny with closed eyes and a nonchalant expression on his muzzle. Once the initial shock of being so casually violated subsided, Alira found her heartbeat quickened from the dizzying sensation of the older male expertly manipulating her reproductive tract.\n\nMmmn… she tasted as good as she smelled.\n\nDid that mean the pills [i]were[/i] actually bringing her into heat again? Could he actually knock her up a second time and make her watch him do it this time? She was such a small hen, even his tongue could reach all the way in to tease that sensitive ring of muscle at the bottom of her channel. He made a point of rimming it, rubbing the flat of his tongue against it and even giving it a little wiggling prod right in the center that made her eep and jerk and tense up!\n\nThat was the stuff, such easy prey- he thought teasingly as his tongue tip nuzzled the center of her barrier sending confusing jolts up her spine as he explored her body even more intimately. He couldn’t push through this far away, though the green drake certainly gave it the good ol' college try. Her pregnant womb wasn’t going to drop its guard quite that easily it seemed. Keeping his eggs safe from prying at least. Still, making her toes curl and hips jerk at the unorthodox pleasure she was receiving was more than enough to get him to keep it up for almost a full minute.\n\nSardrel cocked a devilish grin around the teenager he was eating out. The paws on her thighs kept her legs up in the air and out of the way while he defiled her henparts. He took his time; it was the least he could do for all the trouble he’d put her through. Besides, watching her writhe and gasp and grit her teeth and pant while her body twitched and jerked in pleasured excitement was adorably degrading. She’d never be able to look tough in front of him again after this…\n\nShe was getting close if those huffy breaths and the way she was trying to push herself against his snout were any indication. He could get her off, even kinda wanted to get her off just to be able to hold the way she'd squeal and cum for him like the hopeless schoolgirl she was over her head. Buuuuut…\n\nLeaning back with his tongue extended, the mean ol’ male slowly drew that tantalizing appendage out of her juuuuust shy of getting her off. He could tell she was on the knife’s edge by the way she bore down on him and nearly hyperventilate-panted with gritted teeth clenched in an almost painful denial. His grasping forepaws smushed her thighs together, ensuring no cheeky talon, tail or claw could get in there to finish what he’d started. It only took two heartbeats for her to slip and fall off the edge and back into the wrong side of release. Poor thing looked certifiably dazed, what with her snout all bunched up in a brief snarl of denial before her exhaustedly tense muscles gave out and left the needy teenager as a whimpering, squirming wreck.\n\n“Liked that did’cha?” He chortled, licking his lips clean of her messy nectar. The thick syrup of her arousal was all over his lips but he still looked far more decent than she did, laying on her back like that, still glossy-coated in his precum.\n\n“[i]Nooooo[/i]” The adolescent female whined. “W- why… why did you stop?!” She huffed, still catching her breath from her not-orgasm.\n\nSardrel let a charming, wicked grin spread across his green muzzle as he leaned forward, hanging over the underage girl with purpose to his positioning. His pressing paws reversed course, applying a little pull instead. Knees trapped in her bottoms as they were, they could only be spread so far but it was more than enough for that greasy red rocky to squeeze between them and riiiide up her young, pregnant stomach.\n\nThe way her breath caught with a soft hiss in her muzzle as she felt her sitter [i]mount[/i] her and rub his full-blooded erection across her naked folds left Alira actually, truly speechless. Her gorgeous diamond blue eyes starred at the plump head as it rolled back and forth a few inches, squished comfortably between her soft soaked thighs. He let the head pop in and out of view, grinding against her henparts like it was no big deal.\n\n“Wouldn’t be as much fun by yourself now would it? How ‘bout it Alira?” He inquired, rolling his hips against hers to really bend the girl back some and stress what he was implying. “Want to compare me to your boyfriend?” The devious drake rumbled, easing up a moment later to let the poor girl breathe.\n\nGranted she was just sucking in more of the raw virility of the male that had drizzled his scent all over her nostrils but he wasn’t trying to goad her into making the [i]right[/i] choice, just the most pleasurable one for him. Everything he did was just a sample of what he could really do to her if she just said yes. Her drug-enflamed pink pussy had just been harshly denied the relief it desperately needed and the primal drake continued slowly basting her thighs in his thick, rich scent making the hot box around her tiny little body all the more lurid and vulgar.\n\n“But… w-what… What about protection…?” She huffed at length.\n\nAtta girl, thinking with your head instead of your cunt for once. But Sardrel didn’t even flinch at the mention. She clearly wasn’t on any egg control; what good would it do now? And, even if she was, the pills she’d swallowed earlier would have eaten through it by now and gotten that helpless womb ready to take another unwanted pregnancy. That just left a condom.\n\n“You got one?” He offered, knowing she'd know what he meant. A gooey string of seminal fluid drizzled off the tip and oozed warmly down the crest of her already pregnant midriff. Alira flushed with embarrassment.\n\n“Ahn… no…” She admitted at length, having hoped he did.\n\nSardrel [i]always[/i] had a condom handy, never one to miss even a sheathed opportunity. But he didn’t need tell [i]her[/i] that.\n\n“You don’t need one anyway. You’re already pregnant; can't get [i]more[/i] pregnant after all right?” The older male teased, all but telling her the ploy right to her face.\n\nSardrel relished the way his young charge blushed bright and turned her head away in shame. Her tail flicked in egotistical agitation but she didn’t dare look at him or deny his statement for several seconds. It wasn’t until he leaned back, smiling down at those shapely, egg-bearing haunches and let his cock slide allll the way back to rest the crown squarely against the puffy, heat swollen pussy lips. Now his undulating hips ground that slick wet shaft directly against her cleft making it impossible to ignore his offer for very long.\n\nHer eyes flicked back to the scene of debauchery happening just out of sight from the enraptured teen on the other side of her clothing-bound thighs. The conflict within her wasn’t whether or not she should do it but whether or not she should let him [i]win[/i]. Unfortunately for Alira, the emerald furred drake had all the cards and knew how to play them as he teased her with the prospect of sex. Good, raw, unprotected sex with an experienced adult. And there was nothing to worry about, right? She was already pregnant so it didn’t matter, right?\n\nShe huffed, gave him a look that read annoyed at both him and herself in equal parts and nodded her consent.\n\n“Just… be gentle…” She requested.\n\n“Nope.” The much larger male shot back and, before she could muster a response, gripped the girl’s ankles and [i]dove[/i] into her naked pink pussy.\n\nAlira yelped and tensed reflexively as her nether lips were pried open by that bestial bitch-breeder and forced to glut itself on the several pounds of thick, glistening dragon dick that drilled into her unprepared cunt like a runaway train. She exhaled a whine as he leaned in, bending her bound hind legs back toward her chest so the dirty drake could bottom out in her soft, vulnerable pussy all at once. His crimson cock was stopped at both ends of her reproductive tract, what with his bare tip snuggled right up against her cervix and his knot threatening to show her nether lips what a [i]real[/i] stretch felt like.\n\nHe knew full well she could take the whole thing after all.\n\n“Nuhh! Asshole…” She exhaled vindictively once the stars in her vision subsided. Sardrel just gave her a devious, toothy grin. “You hurt the eggs and I’ll bite your balls off.” She puffed, trying to appear tough while clearly torn between the satisfaction such a violent penetration had caused to ache between her legs and that clearly budding motherly instinct.\n\n“Not gonna hurt-“ He had to catch himself from saying ‘my eggs’, “-the eggs.” He snorted dismissively, intentionally holding her ankles captive as he sliiiiid out of her clingy folds, feeling the tight pucker of her slit ride up his bare flesh until just the crown plumped up that cozy little cunny of hers.\n\n[i]But it[/i] will [i]put some more in you.[/i] He thought darkly to himself as his hips rolled forward, wedging into the supple little hen once more, slowly this time.\n\nAfter three or four more [i]reasonable[/i] thrusts, Alira’s body seemed to settle down. The tension in her form ebbed off such that she was able to relax there on her back while the adult above her continued casually rooting around in her underage pussy. Her limp hind legs wobbled in the air when he let them go so he could just stand over her on all fours and just fuck his thick prick into the saucy young teen beneath him. The blue dragoness let her vision fade and eyes slip closed as he got down to the business of digging those precious feminine folds with enough dragon dick to strain even a full-grown hen.\n\nIt took a while to work her back up. After having been so [i]despicably[/i] denied before, her body wasn’t quite ready to just open up to the possibility of having her desire rejected again. But it was coming, she could feel it. That little itch between her legs being stoked to life like the embers of a doused fire. And then her bastard of a sitter suddenly shifted into a chorus of quick, harsh, rapid bucks that drove his dick roughly against her egg gate relentlessly. So [i]that[/i] was why he’d placed his paws on her shoulders! Her jaw opened, ready to protest but the only sound that came out of her maw was one long warbling noise beaten out of her throat by the aggressive fucking her bare ass was getting.\n\nIt took a good dozen or two bucks at that [i]unbearably[/i] satisfying pace before he calmed down, pressing his crotch firmly up against hers to transition smoothly into a line of full-length strokes. Aaaaall the way in, a sticky kiss against her drooling cervix, then aaaaall the way out just shy of giving her cock-stuffed cunny a moment of relief. Sardrel had far more control over the pacing of the situation than she could ever hope to have and used it to take this young girl on a sexual rollercoaster. Her boyfriend was just as young and inexperienced as she was and, while getting plowed by the enthusiastic youth had been [i]amazing[/i] at the time, Sardrel knew how to manipulate her body to an expert degree.\n\nIn more ways than she even realized.\n\nHer heartbeat was pounding in her chest, her breath quickened to keep up with the elevated state of sexual frustration. Her body was aching and exhausted and [i]sore[/i] but, somehow, still begged for more. She hated the smug look on his muzzle but any complaint she might try to levy was meaningless so long as she was whining to feel his shaft slip into her [i]just one more time[/i].\n\nHe stopped, lodged himself firmly up under her tail and rolled his hips to grind his meaty mast against her sensitive slit. The change in motion caused her eyes to flick up at his, unsure what this was all about.\n\n“Gunna slip the rest into you.” He purred so sweetly Alira almost thought something else was up. But she didn’t dig for a different reason when she felt him nudge himself up comfortable against her egg gate. The young girl hissed and tensed reflexively in response; he couldn’t be [i]serious[/i]?\n\n“Just relax and let it in, it’ll be easier that way.” The devious male hummed jubilantly.\n\nPoor Alira involuntarily tensed in reflex to the comment. It's not like knotting her soft slitlips or prying her cozy cervix open was just as simple as snapping her claws and giving the wicked drake access to her womb. It had already been quite a challenge just taking him this far!\n\n“Don’t worry about the eggs, I’ll be gentle.” He added, pretending to mistake the look she gave him as concern for the previous strain, rather than the immediate strain, he was looking forward to putting on her reproductive tract. “I’m going to cum inside, easier that way and this way there’ll be no mess.” He commented jovially- referring to a mess he’d make of the couch, not the mess was going to continue making of her life of course.\n\n“Unnfh… If you have to…” She puffed, stretching her neck to the side to glance down her flank, trying to get a look at the thing she’d agreed to just let him wedge into her clothing-bound cunny.\n\nBut Sardrel didn’t let the cute little teenager dwell on the details what was about to happen to her and, instead, moved to let her [i]feel[/i] it instead. The dirty dragon pressed against her deepest recesses for a long moment, holding his tapered spear against the tailhole-tight ring of muscle for four heartbeats, then backed off. Her strained cervical muscles clenched, puckering back up immediately with a throbbing discomfort. He gave her another fistful of seconds to relax, then did it again, just a little more firmly this time.\n\nIt'd certainly be easier for her if she could just spread her legs and accept him between them, but Sardrel didn’t give her that option, keeping her legs trapped in her remnants of decency instead. Plus, it made her tighter and, after ruining her hole last time, this just made up for the difference. No, this was just the sort of slow descent into debauchery he wanted to force her go through, to feel it happen, to feel her body give in little by little and know it was coming.\n\nIt took minutes of this slow prodding but it was happening, he could feel it. [i]She[/i] could feel it! Her heartrate was elevated and she didn’t even really know why but the thumping in her chest was unmistakable as the two bulbs at either end of her channel crested the point of no return.\n\n“Relax.” The larger male grunted, the spread feathery plumage of his wings trembling a little with the effort to restrain himself from just ramming it into the pregnant slut and taking what he wanted.\n\nIt was fukkin’ [i]hard[/i] to relax when she was so on edge like this! But she tried. Taking a deep breath, the blue dragoness willed her vaginal muscles to just stop bearing down on his dick like they were trying to lay an egg. For a brief moment nothing seemed to happen and it seemed like this torturous edging was never going to end.\n\nBut it had been enough, [i]was[/i] enough! Sardrel’s forepaws snapped down to grab her hips and, with one good [i]shove[/i], forced her beautiful adolescent body to wolf down on his knotted base. And that's the exact point she'd get to feel his fat fleshy mast shove itself all the way into her tender, delicate young sex all over again. Those luscious pink nether lips gorged themselves dutifully on the adult dragon’s dick, helpless to stop its intrusion into her most private of places. For a brief moment, Alira thought she might have swallowed her tongue from the intensity of the sensation being shoved up into her brain through her pussy. Her hind legs wanted to tense and push up against him but feared any more strain on her body might break her in half.\n\nSo, instead, her back arched from the absolutely orgasmic sensation of his dick glazing across the wall of her hypersensitive uterus with not a care in the world for what it might do to her. Her eggs rubbed against the soft inner lining too as they were nudged out of the way to make room for their sire to join them in her belly. Alira gritted her teeth at the edge of something incredible, trying desperately to will herself to cum.\n\nThankfully she didn’t have to as the male above her, pinning her to the sofa by the waist, tugged back and [i]slammed[/i] forward into her. It was only, maybe, an inch of movement but it broke the poor girl. Her whole body devolved into a series of powerful, pleasurable contractions. She wanted to roar, to scream, to curse him and to lavish her sitter with every word of praise she could think to say. But all that came out of that gaping, drooling maw of hers was the most adorable little [i]squeal[/i] of elation to ever escape the feisty teen’s throat. It’d have made her own earfins burn with embarrassment if not for how hard she was cumming on her sitter’s cock right now.\n\nAnd he just beat his dick into her pussy, a third time, yanking her hips into his crotch, hammering into the upturned rump of his beautiful little breeding bitch.\n\n“Nnyaaahh! Take it slut!” The wicked male barked, closing his eyes and letting the pleasure wash through him and into her.\n\nHis cock flexed, flaring strongly and spit a thick syrupy glob of cloudy clear seminal fluid. He drew back and hammered up against her quivering hind legs once more. This time a thick, pearly white rope of semen from the rounded opening and lashed across her unguarded womb. His hips jerked in involuntary reflex and, with each greedy smash against her bound thighs, another thick glob of spunk raced down his spire to find a comfortable home in her womb.\n\nAlira gasped wide eye as she felt his forepaws collapse around her throat. She was too far in, too far gone to see it as a threat- not tight enough to choke but strong enough to restrain and reduce her airflow making every sensation that much shaper, that much more [b]vivid[/b]. He bucked, again. Splattered his cum carelessly across the ever-whitening walls of her womb, again. Deeply, thoroughly impregnated her unfaithful pussy, [i]again[/i].\n\nThere was nothing in the moment but the leg-twitching sensation of his semen pissing across the roof of her womb, oozing down the sensitive walls of her inner sanctuary and settling heavily amongst the developing young he’d put in her belly the first time he’d done this to her. Open mawed, starring blankly up at the grunting face of her sitter and tongue lolling to the side of her maw, she took her second breeding like a champ without a word of complaint. \n\nBillions of energetic little swimmers unloaded straight into her strained, trembling young womb. He gave them his full blessing to drill right up into those juicy, dilated oviducts and knock up this dumb slut as much as possible. [i]Again.[/i] If she never learned her lesson, he’d be glad to dump his DNA into every single egg she had if need be. The big boy encouraged his heavy nuts to lighten their load as much as possible since there was no telling when they’d get another opportunity to do so. And her midriff was already nice and pudgy with her original pregnancy, what was a little more weight to round her out?\n\nPractice if anything considering how many more eggs he was about to saddle in her…\n\nAnd just like that it was done. The thick goopy mess he’d left deep between her legs wasn’t going anywhere, double sealed by the throbbing flare of his crown stuffed in her cervix and the knot at the other end, both ensuring this young girl’s second insemination was going to be just as prolific as the first. \n\nOnly once the last rope of semen was dredged up from those heavy hanging orbs and flung carelessly into the young girl’s womb did Sardrel have a chance to relax. An open mawed panting grin of satisfaction lingered on his stupid face. Opph. He grunted. One more in the barrel… He gave a little clench and drained that one into her too. There we go; [i]now[/i] he was done impregnating her.\n\nHis paws left the panting girl’s throat, looking down at her; poor thing all hot and bothered, panting, glazed, knotted and bred. She had no idea his little swimmers were busily working there way into her ova, their soft, naked shells bared helplessly to his sperm- nothing like the layered shells that now protected the first batch he’d pumped in her. Mmn, damn she looked good with her midriff all fat and gravid like that, even if half of it was just a squishy cum filling.\n\n“A-asshole…” Alira exhaled breathlessly, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. There was no denying how much she’d enjoyed herself. Sardrel chuckled, shifting a paw to her cum-swollen midriff and began giving the poor girl an embarrassingly pleasurable tummy rub. On the [i]outside[/i] this time though.\n\n“So. Who would you say was better?” He inquired with a teasing jab at his earlier comment. Whether she wanted it or not, she had a comparison engraved in her memory this time.\n\nThe prideful teenager huffed and turned her head away, refusing to answer while blushing brighter and folding her earfins back in embarrassment. She hadn’t considered having to confront her boyfriend now after having had sex with her sitter. She didn’t have to tell him she supposed, its not like they were married or anything after all. And so long as she could ever get his scent washed out of her hide, he'd never know right? Fuck… she could still taste him…\n\n\"Well, we'll be here for a while. Roll over.\" The devious male continued, already knowing the answer anyway.\n\nAlira perked in surprise when he mentioned being stuck like this. With that fat knot stuffed in her pussy like that, she supposed it made sense now that she thought about it. The young girl let off a soft grunt as he leaned back, gripped her bottoms and [i]finally[/i] tugged them the rest of the way up, freeing her trapped hind legs from their bindings. Those loose limbs relaxed and almost immediately stiffened. Every little movement made her sensitive sex clench reflexively. But it seemed her sitter was going to cozy up into the couch whether she cooperated or not!\n\nTwisting that fat bulbous breeder flesh around 180-degrees around inside her wasn’t the simplest of tasks what with that extreme sensitivity making every nerve fire off as it squished around inside her. But at least her copious drugged arousal had left his erection absolutely soaked in the rich glaze of her hencum and that let him slip around inside her with at least [i]some[/i] ease. Poor Alira yipped and glared at him as he flopped into position behind her, causing the two of them to bounce momentarily and jostle around inside.\n\nHer sitter just grinned knowingly, reached down to pull her tail up and to the side out of the way before bunching his hips and [i]squished[/i] his knotted cock up into her raw, clenching pussy. The adolescent teen shuddered involuntarily as he gave her belly soothing rubs both inside and out for a few moments. Once she'd been placated, he simply reached over for the remote and flicked on the TV, settling in for a nice evening of squirting inside the young girl's whorehole.\n\nSardrel spent the whole show just idly caressing her doubly pregnant tummy with a lounging paw while spooning his young charge. If her parents came back now there'd be no way to explain her cum-gorged gut or knot rounded pussy. But it was worth the risk to feel her hot, post-orgasmic glow against him. For once, she wasn’t being bitchy. So, the answer to all her discontent really [i]was[/i] to just knock her up? Who knew! As the credits rolled, the blue-eyed male looked down at the prissy little princess only to find her fast asleep against him. \n\nWell well, wasn’t this a familiar sight- he thought smugly. He was a bit hungry; knocking up a cute teenager was famishing work… But he could live without dinner for one night. Instead, he made himself comfortable and hunkered down. He couldn’t help but grin at the soft whorish noise that wheezed from her passed-out lips as his hips and cock shifted inside her during the process. Poor thing was going to be such a size queen if she kept this up.\n\nA soothing snooze let his muscles relax and, some time later, the stiff rod stuck between her legs plopped out with a soft splash of the young girl's dammed up hencum. The crimson cockflesh slooowly dislodged itself from the cozy embrace of her abused sex with a pearly white stream of dragon spunk followed shortly after. The virile fluid leaked all the way down the crease of her tailbase only to end up staining the couch cushion anyway. And it was only after that abused egg gate had time to tighten back up did the trickle of semen stop flowing, the rest left to dry on her scales.\n\nPoor Alira was going to wake up sticky, bottomless, reeking of sex and feeling even more of that practice gravid weight around her midriff. Not to mention still a bit tired from all the restless horny dreams that would plague her in the cozy embrace of her hatchiesitter. But that was tomorrow's problem. Today's problems were currently digging into the soft, vulnerable shells of her freshly liberated ova. By morning she'd be a mother to a dozen more unexpected chicks.\n\nAnd she'd be none the wiser.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The green drake’s look was neutral and stoic as he was admitted into the home he knew quite well. He’d been Alira’s hatchiesitter for years now and, even at 16, almost 17 years old, he was still being called to keep an eye on her. She looked especially grumpy today, curled up on the couch with her tail tip flicking back and forth in agitation. And she looked different too. The furred feral dragon made an offhand comment to her mother, the older hen looking both embarrassed and indignant that her sitter could tell from all the way at the door.

“She, ah… got herself pregnant.” Her mother lowered her voice, trying not to call attention to it too much.

Sardrel turned his head and leaned in slightly to politely catch the underbreath comment before resuming his normal posture with a casual:

“Ah.” And intentionally dismissive nod.

Of course, Sardrel knew exactly why the young hen’s midriff was starting to swell; he was the one who’d soaked her fertile young womb in a rich bath of teeming little wigglers to leave the disrespecting adolescent teenager with a clutch of new responsibilities to deal with. He certainly wouldn’t have noticed from this far away if he didn’t know what to look for, but he couldn’t help but indulge in a little jab of satisfaction at her family’s expense by calling it out and forcing her mother to explain.

No one else knew of course, even Alira had no idea the cute little brood of bastards growing in her gut was his. And, as her mother led him in to the kitchen, he let her explain as he accepted a soda water and sipped on it while feigning ignorance. Apparently ‘some boy from school seduced her’ and ended up getting her poor daughter pregnant. It took effort to keep a grin from stretching from horn to horn but he managed to maintain his composure with a somber nod.

“And I thought she was starting to show signs of maturity.” He commented back with a dismissive headshake. “They didn’t even, you know, use protection?” The devious drake inquired with as much sincerity as he could muster. It was clearly a rather embarrassing topic for the other adult to discuss but her discomfort was just as much fun to worm into.

“Well… she says they did but clearly they didn’t…”

This grin was even harder to suppress so he hid it behind another forced swig of water. So the poor dude hadn’t even manage to put any of his own kids in her before getting all the blame? Tough luck; hopefully he got a good lay or two out of it at least.

“Anyway. I know it must be awkward watching someone as old as Alira but…” She continued but Sardrel cut her off with as much chivalry as one who’d secretly fucked and knocked up their patron’s daughter could muster.

“Oooh not at all. Happy to help. Promise I wont let any other boys get to her on my watch.” Maybe that last part was a bit in bad taste but the adult dragoness seemed more relieved than anything.

“The business convention is just over the weekend, we’ll be back on Monday.”

“Any, ah, restrictions for the young miss?” The emerald fluffed male inquired, tilting the bottle toward the front room where Alira’s back was turned toward the two adults.

“Well she’s grounded to the house for the foreseeable future-“ The older woman emphasized with a sour face. “-but other than that, I suppose nothing out of the ordinary.”

“I see.” He nodded, finishing the drink. “Well you two have a safe trip and don’t worry about a thing here.” The sitter added with a chipper smile to help put her mother at ease.


The two parents departed with little more fanfare than a short goodbye to their daughter leaving the expecting parents alone together. The house was quiet with just the grumpy teen and the television on, the older drake choosing to relax in the foyer instead of joining her. Pulling his phone out, he scrolled through the content of his secured folder. It’d been two months since he’d knocked up the poor girl so her recording was buried beneath other content but it was easy to find. Making sure the phone was muted, he tapped the recording and, not a few dragonlenghts away from her, rewatched the video of his knotted cock pulsing into her young, unprotected vent.

It had new meaning now; he knew full well back then as he shot up inside her that it was very likely to get her pregnant but now he knew each pulsing jerk of cum rushing down his cock and into her hot little womb was getting her pregnant. Knowing those quivering trembles along her gut as his sperm thumped against her helpless uterus were only the beginnings of a round midriff gave the moment a special sort of satisfaction. Sardrel got so engrossed in his recollection, he nearly missed the young hen walking up to him on her way to the restroom.

A jolt of adrenaline rushed through him as he clicked his phone closed and lowered himself in a way that would more fittingly hide his erection. His bottoms didn’t make the hardon very comfortable so it’d fade in a bit but it still wouldn’t do to present it to the underage girl- at least while she was awake.

“Hey Bean.” He commented cheerily. He wasn’t the one weighed down by an unwanted clutch so he had no reason to be down after all.

“Hi Sardrel.” She mumbled back, continuing to watch without even turning around.

The older drake just gave a smug grin as those hinds waddled down the hall. He lifted his phone and unlocked it, the video happening to be paused on a frame with her bottomless ass upside down, splayed out, pussy stretched by the knot it’d been forced to suck on and drooling a copious amount of cum drooling down her tailbase. Quite a dichotomy compared to the almost reserved teenage ass he was look at now with a feral tee that didn’t quite fit over her fattened gut and torn jean shorts she was currently wearing.

On her return from the restroom, the older male put his phone and the dirty video of her unsuspecting breeding away. His erection hadn’t died down at all.

“What’s eating at you?” He commented at the grumpy teenager as she wandered back toward and past him. The older drake seamlessly shifted to his feet and followed a short distance behind her, for once not eyeing her tail.

“What do you think?” Alira replied flatly while gesturing to her flanks with her wings, obviously more annoyed about someone asking about her midriff again than anything else.

“Ah, not something you were trying for?” He inquired, enjoying this little verbal nagging with his bratty little charge. Even being saddled with chicks hadn’t changed her much. She scoffed as if it were some sort of bad joke.

“No. And definitely not with him.”

Outch. Sardrel didn’t even know the guy and he felt sorry for him. Sure he’d drugged the girl but she’d still spread her legs for him so there must have been something there.

“Then why’d you have sex with’m?” The older male asked casually, peeling the top off a can of nuts and popping one in his maw, crunching on it as casually as he inquired.

Alira stopped mid stride. He enjoyed the way her cheeks lit up a little with indignant frustration.

“I don’t know! He just… came on so strong and I-“ The young dragoness stopped mid rant, seeing her sitter just standing there, munching on nuts like popcorn and huffed. “That’s none of your business.” She snapped, turning her head away indignantly.

But the green drake didn’t take the slightest bit of offense, far too amused to let the nip at him gain any purchase. Instead, his comment caught her off guard.

“You’re right, just trying to help.”

Alira didn’t want his help!

“And I know you’re probably tellin’ yourself you don’t want help from the guy that’s been your sitter for, lets be honest here, way too many years.” He commented, perfectly echoing her mental state. “Honestly your parents feel a little too… clingy if you ask me.”

The young female’s earfin twitched. She’d never heard Sardrel say a single bad thing about her parents before. Granted it wasn’t really a topic of conversation but… still… it was strange to hear her sitter confirm her inner frustrations.

“Hell, by the time I was your age I knew how to make the ladies squirm on pretty much every appendage I had.” He admitted with a coy grin.

Alira looked back with a slightly squeamish face. She’d never imagined her sitter doing stuff like that.

“But! I knew better than to have unprotected sex with any of them.” He pointed a claw in her direction with an accusing connotation. The pride in her wouldn’t take the slight laying down and she barked back.

“We did use protection!”

The green drake kept his smugness in check.

“Mmmn, so you were on egg control?” The comment came out as if the conversation they were having wasn’t just a weird dialogue of sex between paid sitter and an underage girl.

“Of course not; mom would never-” She blurted out defensively before the hot-headed dragoness could stop herself.

That made sense; the old hen would be more likely to force her daughter not to have sex at all rather than letting the hormone driven teen experiment safely.

“Condom then?” He continued without missing a beat. It was clear Alira was torn between utter embarrassment and pride to defend herself but the latter seemed to win out as she nodded at length.

“You see him put it on? Take it off? You go a couple rounds maybe?” He tossed questions at her, letting her answer them between each as he built up a case. The drug he’d give her would have, without a doubt, kept he fire between her legs burning hot enough to give the other teen a run for his money. “You know what ‘stealthing’ is?”

It was 50/50 if she was diving into that sort of fetishy content yet. Generally kids at her age were either still content with vanilla stuff or they’d grown bored of it and started diving into the weirder side of sex. The puzzled look would have been enough but she shook her head as well.

“It’s when the guy takes the condom off in the middle of it and keeps going without their partner knowing.” He spoke matter of factly. While the blue dragoness would have liked to be embarrassed or grossed out, he could see the wheels turning as he planted the narrative and buried the other kid further in the ground. “Not saying that’s what he did but… considering…” He nudged his head toward her growing midriff suggestively.

“Fucking bastard…” She growled low under her breath.

So caught up in her own thoughts was she that the pregnant teen didn’t notice either the smug grin or the way he moved over toward her, standing beside the young mother-to-be and extended the tub of nuts toward her. She perked in surprise, looking at it, then up at him.

“C’mon, you aren’t eating for one anymore after all.” He gave the tub a small shake and, deflated, the pregnant hen sighed before taking a fistful of the offering and munched them resolutely.

Better take good care of my eggs, slut. He chastised internally while externally smiling sweetly at her.



Having thoroughly enjoyed putting the little troublemaker on the spot and cementing his scapegoat, the two retired to the living room to watch some TV. An hour or so passed relatively uneventfully, Sardrel distracting himself with the show while Alira rolled about on the couch, eventually catching his attention with a soft grumble as she tried and failed to find a comfortable place to lay.

It was understandable, he’d fucked a rather large clutch into her so, even just two months in, she was already having to deal with the discomfort of her growing brood. The blue eyed drake considered her for a time; he didn’t have any more of the drug he’d used to knock her out last time and, honestly, if she passed out hard twice when he was here watching her, that might be too suspicious. He still had some of the second drug though, the aphrodisiac fertility pills he’d relished forcing down her throat but there was no way to get them into her without her noticing the effects. Too bad she wouldn’t take them willingly- he chortled to himself.

Unless…

Would that work? Could that work? Surely she wouldn’t be stupid enough to do drugs too after all the other trouble she’d ‘gotten herself’ in? But the more he thought about it, the more it tickled him to try. If nothing else, it’d test to see if she’d learned anything at all from her current ordeal.

It could get him in a lot of trouble. He’d already effectively gotten away with murder- or reverse murder in this case, was it worth risking it just to feel her soft, delicate young vent straining around his knot again. The stirring in his sheath at the thought was enough of an answer to get him to proceed. After all, maybe she’d do the right thing for once and turn him down right?

“Everything alright over there? You’re wiggling around an awful lot.” The older male interrupted during her next bout of shifting. The indignant hen huffed and flopped down- not because she had found a comfortable position but just because she didn’t want him thinking she couldn’t.

“I’m fine.” She lied but it was clear by the dubious look on his snout that he didn’t believe her. Alira exhaled in exasperation again. “I just can’t get comfortable with these damn eggs!”

Careful slut, those are my eggs you’re talking about. He chastised silently. Externally though, he was just as casual and chipper as ever.

“And you’re not on egg control still I take it? That helps I’m told.” He doubted that made a spit of difference either way but it’d work the wedge between her and her mother rather than creating one between the two of them. “Mmn, actually, I might have something that could help you.” The older male added, pausing before the curiously puzzled teen to pat himself down as if searching for something.

Sardrel knew exactly where the little plastic container that held his ‘night enhancers’ was, but he made a show for her sake, finding it at last. A little shake of the container beside his head confirmed there was still something in it and he popped the top off, dumping one… then, on second thought, a second pill into his palm.

“They aren’t exactly off the shelf stuff.” He commented casually with a wink, holding his paw out to offer the jelly-bean sized capsules to the underage girl.

“What is it?” She inquire with genuine curiosity.

“Dunno exactly. I know they fuck with hormones and body chemicals and stuff but they’ll make you feel good so you wont worry about that belly of yours.” He answered at length with charming charisma. Alira gave a doubting, undecided look at them, poking the capsules with her other claw. That was promising at least. Maybe she really had learned something from the ordeal he was currently putting her body through.

“This isn’t, like, coke or something is it?”

Sardrel’s sudden belly laugh actually startled the smaller female a bit.

“No dear. I mean, it’s a drug but so’s aspirin.” The drug wasn’t exactly legal but more because of its concentration rather than its scheduled classification.

She rolled the idea around in her head for a moment or two more, then seemed to shrug and tossed them back with a strong swallow without another inquiry. Whelp, so much for learning…

Maybe it was unfair, being offered a solution to a problem by a trusted individual but, if her only question was ‘its not cocaine right?’ than he guessed she deserved what was coming to her at this point. The green drake hid his smug satisfaction at the turn of events behind a pleased smile and reached a paw out to give the young hen a stroking pet down her neck. Which she promptly rebuked and lifted herself up to try and get comfortable again.

The two dragons resumed watching their show as if nothing were out of the ordinary. Sardrel let himself be distracted by the show; honestly he didn’t even know if the pills would do anything at all to a pregnant dragoness. They’d always been used to get a girl pregnant, not sate one that already had his brood growing in their gut.

It was a good half hour into the show, when he spared an almost accidental glance toward the young hen that he noticed the dark spot on her shorts. Oh. Well it was definitely doing something to the pregnant girl- he thought with some satisfaction. Would it make her ovulate while she was pregnant? Could he get her pregnant again? His tongue rubbed against the wet roof of his maw at the thought. This required investigation. But how to proceed with the still fully conscious girl?

“Feeling better?” He rumbled, catching his charge’s attention. Her ear flicked and she turned her head toward him, seemly unaware of the wet spot she was making under her tail.

“Ah… kinda.” She huffed, stretching, that exposed midriff hiding nothing of her current state.

“Would you like me to give you some tummy rubs?” He inquired. But, before she could get weirded out by the idea of massaged by her sitter or defensive at ‘being treated like a hatchling’ his paw reached out to her, providing an undeniably pleasing sample of what he could do if she just swallowed her pride and let him give her pregnant belly some attention.

Even still, the conflict raged in her for several seconds before she relented.

“I guess…” She huffed with as much indigent indifference as one who didn’t want to admit she was enjoying the attention could muster.

The furred drake smiled and, with strong paws, gripped and rolled his little brood bitch over onto her back. Splayed out with forepaws curled at her chest and a look of uncertainty on her muzzle, she watched her sitter scoot up, hover over her and begin massaging into that egg-gorged gut. The young hen held her breath to keep from exhaling in delight at the initial touch, her hide soft and warm and unusually sensitive as those turquoise pads groped across her brood bulge.

Her eyes lingered, dancing between his masculine facial features and the glorious attention along her belly, lingering more on the latter as he roamed wholly over this young girl in ways an adult probably shouldn’t be allowed. That was okay, she was consenting and he wasn’t doing anything untoward. Speaking of; he pushed the rim of her shirt up, exposing more of her body to his eyes- err, rubs. There was nothing to hide up there but it was a good start to get her comfortable to being more exposed.

Thus, when his paws eventually slid toward the lower half of her garment to do the same there, it was far less out of the ordinary for him to tug her bottoms down some so he could, ostensibly, get at more of her belly for rubs. It was certainly weird but worth it for her as she didn’t try to stop him as he exposed more of the underage girl’s body.

“There now, how’s that feel?” He purred soothingly while groping his broodmare. Alira huffed, both embarrassed and satisfied.

“I’m… a little warm…” She admitted. It was kinda cute seeing her so torn. She might not know exactly what she was asking her sitter to do but he knew exactly how to resolve her heat.

“Yeah, that’ll happen.” He chortled, leaning down to casually sniff at her bottoms.

The young girl huffed indignantly, tensing but it was too late to stop him. Hell, she couldn’t have stopped him from gathering the ripening scent of her untimely estrus into his nostrils period. But it seemed even more infuriating that he just casually sniffed her like that!

“You know, there are benefits to already being pregnant.” He commented with a coy smirk, laying a paw on her crotch and giving the sensitive spot between her legs a gentle rub. The sensation of being touched like that caused the young lady to suck in a gasp and curl her toes in reaction. “We don’t have to do anything of course… but if you want to…”

The inuendo was hard to miss, her hatchiesitter was offering sexual relief of some kind. It might have disgusted her if the drug boiling through her blood hadn’t made the sensation of his groping paw so damn pleasurable. Her eyes closed as the young girl bit her lip, her hidden honey pot so soft and swollen that even the gentle grind of talon-teased fabric against her nether lips was making her clench!

So, when he stopped, the glassy-eyed girl had a moment to catch her breath while his shadow loomed over her. Watching her sitter unbutton his bottoms and expose himself right in front of her felt like she was having some sort of weird horny dream in slow motion. And yet, there it was; hung balls, pudgy sheath and a disgustingly arousing red rocket of a dragon dick poking out of its swollen ring. Poor Alira couldn’t drag her eyes away from the scene unfolding before her until his smug grin drew her back to his snout as if magnetized.

“Like what you see?” He inquired casually. She hadn’t gotten to see what had raped her last time so, while her body might vaguely remember the monster that had plundered her pussy, her eyes were getting to drink in the details for the first time.

He was well endowed indeed, which made sense considering she was half his age and only two-thirds his size. She’d really only had any measurable experience with her boyfriend’s shaft so this full-grown monster was equal parts vulgar, worrying and thrilling. The adult dragon leaned forward over the smaller hen, dwarfing the underage girl with his warmly scented fluff. She exhaled and breathed in as he moved forward over her. Why had she never noticed how good he smelled? It was a pungent odor but one that pleasantly infected her thoughts rather than repulsing her.

Alira shrank back into the cushions as her sitter moved forward to bring that whole, unbuttoned crotch right up to her nose. She just starred, cross-eyed in an almost hypnotic trance as that greasy girth started to sliiiide out of its home right in front of her. The belly rubs, her own itch, the fact that she was grounded for getting herself pregnant were all far away thoughts as that limp log of dragon meat crested the tip of her nose and licked up over the bridge of her snout. In a matter of heartbeats, her sitter had his half-flaccid cock resting on the 16 year old’s nose, forcing his strong musky scent to burnt its way into her brain.

She might have remembered this scent if her previous encounter with this bitch breeder had left her any capacity to make memories; but at least that meant she got to enjoy its savage nature for the first time all over again. Not many girls could say they got to enjoy Sardrel for the first time twice.

It could only last so long though; that brief window where his shaft was thickly aroused and full of life but still pliable and limp enough to rest heavily upon the contours of this young woman’s muzzle. It took only a rub or two before it started to lift off from the sinful stimulation, leaving a web of thick musky fluid to mark the unprepared dragoness in the process. His scent settled heavy in the cracks and crevices of her features, drooling along the curve of her cheeks and seeping in between her lips, hinting at the flavor to be had if only…

His large forepaw gripped her chin with a delicate insistence that guided the dazed dragoness. His now stiff shaft would no longer lay idle with such a prize to be had! But Sardrel forced it to behave, only occasionally slapping his belly with a fur-matting glaze of sheath slime now.

Alira didn’t know what to do. If she were in her right mind, it’d be easy to see how much of a ploy this was, that he’d done this on purpose and wanted her to do things with him. But the wet spot on her bottoms had only grown noticeably since he’d started down this path of debauchery and, honestly, her body craved it more now than she had even when her boyfriend had pounced upon her with growls and nips. He'd nipped her off to some dark corner and proceeded to fuck her brains out but somehow the sight and scent of him tickled some subconscious part of her mind into compliance.

Oh hells! What about him? She shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t be going off with someone else who wasn’t the ‘father’ of her chicks. It was hard told onto those thoughts of loyalty when her flared nostrils dragged in another mind melting gout of that thick, overwhelming musk into her lungs. She shuddered visibly as the dirty male rubbed his shaft along the side of her muzzle. A slight rock of his hips massaged that bare meat against her lips as he held her in place, testing her devotion.

“Go on, you wont bite.” He rumbled, smiling in wicked satisfaction as her lips parted almost immediately after and her tongue slithered out of the side of her maw to give his meaty mast a half-coiled lick around its girth.

One lick, two laps, a smearing of that thick fluid across the roof of her maw and she was hooked. Her lips parted wordlessly, letting him guide that fat log of flesh into her gullet. At least he was gentle in feeding his cock into her maw. The jaw gripping paw transitioned to her head, grasping a horn instead to ease her angle to an even more pleasing one as, within seconds, he nestled his tip into the back of her throat and proceeded to take his pleasure of the little girl.

The soft glurk! noise as the underage girl found herself partly immobilized by a stiff mass of drake meat was adorable. That didn’t stop him from going further and further still until he’d stuffed her nose directly into that thick, musky scented sheath fluff. He gave the ignorant teenager a sidelong glance back, amused at her struggle to take the adult dragon dick while her breath ruffled his crotch fur.

She obviously had no idea what to do now, gumming at the beast between her lips while her tongue slithered around its surface with careful curiosity. And swallowing of course. She had little choice but to swallow the trickle of seminal fluid drooling down her throat. He didn’t let her linger there for too, but long enough that she coughed and sputtered a little as the hefty spire dragged back out of the cozy embrace of her throat. The slimy, leaking tip pressed against her tongue, digging his scent into her taste buds with carnal satisfaction.

He shook his head; failed the test again- he thought while rocking his hips and let her sample the virile spire that had knocked her up the last time she’d failed his test. She was surprisingly good at giving a muzzlejob too, intentionally laying her tongue over her teeth to keep from scraping and stiffening that youthful oral organ to pin his cock between its smooth surface and the ribbed roof of her maw. No matter, Sardrel decided it just further justified the punishment he had in mind for her.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself down there aren’t you, Alira?” The adult dragon’s voice startled her out of her sexual trance and the young dragoness stopped bolt still, lips pursed around his cockhead. It was as if, for the first time since she started sucking his dick, she realized just exactly whose cock it was.

The big drake popped his shaft out of her feral muzzle and, for a brief moment, she looked worried- like she’d just been caught with her paw in the cookie jar… again. But the older drake just shifted hips to slide his adult dick up beneath her underage jaw and lift her chin with it. The slippery, slimy mast slipped off the side and smeared its musky fluid across her cheek, forcing the young girl to squint her closest eye closed defensively. But Sardrel just continued to rub himself across her once-beautiful features, soiling them with his scent.

“You want me to return the favor?” The great drake inquired with a rumbling plume, catching the worried hen off guard once more for an entirely different reason this time.

He continued to assault his young charge with that infectious masculine scent, making it hard to think, let alone actually consider his offer. But, eventually, she seemed to pull enough of her thoughts together to give him a stoic nod of affirmation.

“Good girl.” He rumbled with a grin in a way that made her flush and huff with indignation.

But she didn’t try to stop him as he eased up, the shadow of his much larger form lifting away. A sticky strand of his seminal fluid stretched off her chin and dripped onto her chest. It went entirely ignored as she just starred at her sitter, dumbstruck as he casually made himself comfortable on the far end of the couch. He sat, straddling her tail and glanced down, rubbing the rather embarrassing dark spot between her legs.

By now, one wouldn’t be remiss for thinking she’d pissed herself by the look of it; but they both knew that wasn’t the reason for the dampness on her shorts. The young girl, starring down the crest of her rounded midriff, was less restrained with her huffs and squirms as her sitter touched her quite inappropriately. The teasing was only temporary though, he had other plans for this horny hen.

Getting her all the way out of her shorts was too much work. Reaching around her rump to unbutton the tail strap loosened them up enough to let the more experienced male work her bottoms about halfway up her thighs to fully expose that puffy pink pussy of hers. With the best part of her body now fully exposed and accessible, he left them there, trapping the young girl in her own clothing. A slimy string of her nectar stretched off her cunny as he pulled her panties up her thighs too. The thin strand broke only once those troublesome undergarments were completely out of the way from interfering with what he wanted to do to her. That was far enough to give him access to the one part of her body he was interested in anyway.

That meant placing his paws on those egg-laying hips and bending them backward was the only option for the young girl to give her sitter access to that aching pussy of hers. And what an ache it must be, what with the way those bubblegum colored slitlips looked so plump and inflamed from the drug he’d given her. He knew he’d given her twice what a full-grown hen would have taken but he’d forgotten just what it did to her reproductive tract. His thumb claws reached out, pressed against either side of her pretty little pussy and spread that soft, vulnerable egglayer wide enough to get a good view of her absolutely sopping sex.

The embarrassed hen huffed with a soft whine, her muscles reflexively clenching in response to the stimulation but that just made the squishy fluid collecting along the rippling folds of her vulva drool out along the crest of her tailbase and onto the couch. With no undergarment to soak up the lusty hen’s juices, it was going to make a mess on her parent’s furniture in no time.

Well, he couldn’t have that now could he?

Alira’s whole body stiffened and flexed with a shriek of surprise as the older male leaned forward and dove deeply into that soft, vulnerable slot between her legs. The noise wasn’t out of pain of course, quite the opposite actually, and Sardrel completely anticipated just such a reaction. Strong paws held the young girl with a firm but not aggressive grip to keep her jerking hind legs from going anywhere as his tongue surged into her poor pussy and lashed across her shuddering sex indiscriminately. Her hind toes flexed, foretalons rending across the tough cushions to either side and grit her teeth with an almost worried expression.

H-holy FUCK! She exclaimed internally while the initial surprise melted into a buttery smooth syrup being drizzled across the pleasure center of her brain. That skilled tongue and terrifyingly adept muzzle began casually eating her out, busily sucking on her cunny with closed eyes and a nonchalant expression on his muzzle. Once the initial shock of being so casually violated subsided, Alira found her heartbeat quickened from the dizzying sensation of the older male expertly manipulating her reproductive tract.

Mmmn… she tasted as good as she smelled.

Did that mean the pills were actually bringing her into heat again? Could he actually knock her up a second time and make her watch him do it this time? She was such a small hen, even his tongue could reach all the way in to tease that sensitive ring of muscle at the bottom of her channel. He made a point of rimming it, rubbing the flat of his tongue against it and even giving it a little wiggling prod right in the center that made her eep and jerk and tense up!

That was the stuff, such easy prey- he thought teasingly as his tongue tip nuzzled the center of her barrier sending confusing jolts up her spine as he explored her body even more intimately. He couldn’t push through this far away, though the green drake certainly gave it the good ol' college try. Her pregnant womb wasn’t going to drop its guard quite that easily it seemed. Keeping his eggs safe from prying at least. Still, making her toes curl and hips jerk at the unorthodox pleasure she was receiving was more than enough to get him to keep it up for almost a full minute.

Sardrel cocked a devilish grin around the teenager he was eating out. The paws on her thighs kept her legs up in the air and out of the way while he defiled her henparts. He took his time; it was the least he could do for all the trouble he’d put her through. Besides, watching her writhe and gasp and grit her teeth and pant while her body twitched and jerked in pleasured excitement was adorably degrading. She’d never be able to look tough in front of him again after this…

She was getting close if those huffy breaths and the way she was trying to push herself against his snout were any indication. He could get her off, even kinda wanted to get her off just to be able to hold the way she'd squeal and cum for him like the hopeless schoolgirl she was over her head. Buuuuut…

Leaning back with his tongue extended, the mean ol’ male slowly drew that tantalizing appendage out of her juuuuust shy of getting her off. He could tell she was on the knife’s edge by the way she bore down on him and nearly hyperventilate-panted with gritted teeth clenched in an almost painful denial. His grasping forepaws smushed her thighs together, ensuring no cheeky talon, tail or claw could get in there to finish what he’d started. It only took two heartbeats for her to slip and fall off the edge and back into the wrong side of release. Poor thing looked certifiably dazed, what with her snout all bunched up in a brief snarl of denial before her exhaustedly tense muscles gave out and left the needy teenager as a whimpering, squirming wreck.

“Liked that did’cha?” He chortled, licking his lips clean of her messy nectar. The thick syrup of her arousal was all over his lips but he still looked far more decent than she did, laying on her back like that, still glossy-coated in his precum.

“Nooooo” The adolescent female whined. “W- why… why did you stop?!” She huffed, still catching her breath from her not-orgasm.

Sardrel let a charming, wicked grin spread across his green muzzle as he leaned forward, hanging over the underage girl with purpose to his positioning. His pressing paws reversed course, applying a little pull instead. Knees trapped in her bottoms as they were, they could only be spread so far but it was more than enough for that greasy red rocky to squeeze between them and riiiide up her young, pregnant stomach.

The way her breath caught with a soft hiss in her muzzle as she felt her sitter mount her and rub his full-blooded erection across her naked folds left Alira actually, truly speechless. Her gorgeous diamond blue eyes starred at the plump head as it rolled back and forth a few inches, squished comfortably between her soft soaked thighs. He let the head pop in and out of view, grinding against her henparts like it was no big deal.

“Wouldn’t be as much fun by yourself now would it? How ‘bout it Alira?” He inquired, rolling his hips against hers to really bend the girl back some and stress what he was implying. “Want to compare me to your boyfriend?” The devious drake rumbled, easing up a moment later to let the poor girl breathe.

Granted she was just sucking in more of the raw virility of the male that had drizzled his scent all over her nostrils but he wasn’t trying to goad her into making the right choice, just the most pleasurable one for him. Everything he did was just a sample of what he could really do to her if she just said yes. Her drug-enflamed pink pussy had just been harshly denied the relief it desperately needed and the primal drake continued slowly basting her thighs in his thick, rich scent making the hot box around her tiny little body all the more lurid and vulgar.

“But… w-what… What about protection…?” She huffed at length.

Atta girl, thinking with your head instead of your cunt for once. But Sardrel didn’t even flinch at the mention. She clearly wasn’t on any egg control; what good would it do now? And, even if she was, the pills she’d swallowed earlier would have eaten through it by now and gotten that helpless womb ready to take another unwanted pregnancy. That just left a condom.

“You got one?” He offered, knowing she'd know what he meant. A gooey string of seminal fluid drizzled off the tip and oozed warmly down the crest of her already pregnant midriff. Alira flushed with embarrassment.

“Ahn… no…” She admitted at length, having hoped he did.

Sardrel always had a condom handy, never one to miss even a sheathed opportunity. But he didn’t need tell her that.

“You don’t need one anyway. You’re already pregnant; can't get more pregnant after all right?” The older male teased, all but telling her the ploy right to her face.

Sardrel relished the way his young charge blushed bright and turned her head away in shame. Her tail flicked in egotistical agitation but she didn’t dare look at him or deny his statement for several seconds. It wasn’t until he leaned back, smiling down at those shapely, egg-bearing haunches and let his cock slide allll the way back to rest the crown squarely against the puffy, heat swollen pussy lips. Now his undulating hips ground that slick wet shaft directly against her cleft making it impossible to ignore his offer for very long.

Her eyes flicked back to the scene of debauchery happening just out of sight from the enraptured teen on the other side of her clothing-bound thighs. The conflict within her wasn’t whether or not she should do it but whether or not she should let him win. Unfortunately for Alira, the emerald furred drake had all the cards and knew how to play them as he teased her with the prospect of sex. Good, raw, unprotected sex with an experienced adult. And there was nothing to worry about, right? She was already pregnant so it didn’t matter, right?

She huffed, gave him a look that read annoyed at both him and herself in equal parts and nodded her consent.

“Just… be gentle…” She requested.

“Nope.” The much larger male shot back and, before she could muster a response, gripped the girl’s ankles and dove into her naked pink pussy.

Alira yelped and tensed reflexively as her nether lips were pried open by that bestial bitch-breeder and forced to glut itself on the several pounds of thick, glistening dragon dick that drilled into her unprepared cunt like a runaway train. She exhaled a whine as he leaned in, bending her bound hind legs back toward her chest so the dirty drake could bottom out in her soft, vulnerable pussy all at once. His crimson cock was stopped at both ends of her reproductive tract, what with his bare tip snuggled right up against her cervix and his knot threatening to show her nether lips what a real stretch felt like.

He knew full well she could take the whole thing after all.

“Nuhh! Asshole…” She exhaled vindictively once the stars in her vision subsided. Sardrel just gave her a devious, toothy grin. “You hurt the eggs and I’ll bite your balls off.” She puffed, trying to appear tough while clearly torn between the satisfaction such a violent penetration had caused to ache between her legs and that clearly budding motherly instinct.

“Not gonna hurt-“ He had to catch himself from saying ‘my eggs’, “-the eggs.” He snorted dismissively, intentionally holding her ankles captive as he sliiiiid out of her clingy folds, feeling the tight pucker of her slit ride up his bare flesh until just the crown plumped up that cozy little cunny of hers.

But it will put some more in you. He thought darkly to himself as his hips rolled forward, wedging into the supple little hen once more, slowly this time.

After three or four more reasonable thrusts, Alira’s body seemed to settle down. The tension in her form ebbed off such that she was able to relax there on her back while the adult above her continued casually rooting around in her underage pussy. Her limp hind legs wobbled in the air when he let them go so he could just stand over her on all fours and just fuck his thick prick into the saucy young teen beneath him. The blue dragoness let her vision fade and eyes slip closed as he got down to the business of digging those precious feminine folds with enough dragon dick to strain even a full-grown hen.

It took a while to work her back up. After having been so despicably denied before, her body wasn’t quite ready to just open up to the possibility of having her desire rejected again. But it was coming, she could feel it. That little itch between her legs being stoked to life like the embers of a doused fire. And then her bastard of a sitter suddenly shifted into a chorus of quick, harsh, rapid bucks that drove his dick roughly against her egg gate relentlessly. So that was why he’d placed his paws on her shoulders! Her jaw opened, ready to protest but the only sound that came out of her maw was one long warbling noise beaten out of her throat by the aggressive fucking her bare ass was getting.

It took a good dozen or two bucks at that unbearably satisfying pace before he calmed down, pressing his crotch firmly up against hers to transition smoothly into a line of full-length strokes. Aaaaall the way in, a sticky kiss against her drooling cervix, then aaaaall the way out just shy of giving her cock-stuffed cunny a moment of relief. Sardrel had far more control over the pacing of the situation than she could ever hope to have and used it to take this young girl on a sexual rollercoaster. Her boyfriend was just as young and inexperienced as she was and, while getting plowed by the enthusiastic youth had been amazing at the time, Sardrel knew how to manipulate her body to an expert degree.

In more ways than she even realized.

Her heartbeat was pounding in her chest, her breath quickened to keep up with the elevated state of sexual frustration. Her body was aching and exhausted and sore but, somehow, still begged for more. She hated the smug look on his muzzle but any complaint she might try to levy was meaningless so long as she was whining to feel his shaft slip into her just one more time.

He stopped, lodged himself firmly up under her tail and rolled his hips to grind his meaty mast against her sensitive slit. The change in motion caused her eyes to flick up at his, unsure what this was all about.

“Gunna slip the rest into you.” He purred so sweetly Alira almost thought something else was up. But she didn’t dig for a different reason when she felt him nudge himself up comfortable against her egg gate. The young girl hissed and tensed reflexively in response; he couldn’t be serious?

“Just relax and let it in, it’ll be easier that way.” The devious male hummed jubilantly.

Poor Alira involuntarily tensed in reflex to the comment. It's not like knotting her soft slitlips or prying her cozy cervix open was just as simple as snapping her claws and giving the wicked drake access to her womb. It had already been quite a challenge just taking him this far!

“Don’t worry about the eggs, I’ll be gentle.” He added, pretending to mistake the look she gave him as concern for the previous strain, rather than the immediate strain, he was looking forward to putting on her reproductive tract. “I’m going to cum inside, easier that way and this way there’ll be no mess.” He commented jovially- referring to a mess he’d make of the couch, not the mess was going to continue making of her life of course.

“Unnfh… If you have to…” She puffed, stretching her neck to the side to glance down her flank, trying to get a look at the thing she’d agreed to just let him wedge into her clothing-bound cunny.

But Sardrel didn’t let the cute little teenager dwell on the details what was about to happen to her and, instead, moved to let her feel it instead. The dirty dragon pressed against her deepest recesses for a long moment, holding his tapered spear against the tailhole-tight ring of muscle for four heartbeats, then backed off. Her strained cervical muscles clenched, puckering back up immediately with a throbbing discomfort. He gave her another fistful of seconds to relax, then did it again, just a little more firmly this time.

It'd certainly be easier for her if she could just spread her legs and accept him between them, but Sardrel didn’t give her that option, keeping her legs trapped in her remnants of decency instead. Plus, it made her tighter and, after ruining her hole last time, this just made up for the difference. No, this was just the sort of slow descent into debauchery he wanted to force her go through, to feel it happen, to feel her body give in little by little and know it was coming.

It took minutes of this slow prodding but it was happening, he could feel it. She could feel it! Her heartrate was elevated and she didn’t even really know why but the thumping in her chest was unmistakable as the two bulbs at either end of her channel crested the point of no return.

“Relax.” The larger male grunted, the spread feathery plumage of his wings trembling a little with the effort to restrain himself from just ramming it into the pregnant slut and taking what he wanted.

It was fukkin’ hard to relax when she was so on edge like this! But she tried. Taking a deep breath, the blue dragoness willed her vaginal muscles to just stop bearing down on his dick like they were trying to lay an egg. For a brief moment nothing seemed to happen and it seemed like this torturous edging was never going to end.

But it had been enough, was enough! Sardrel’s forepaws snapped down to grab her hips and, with one good shove, forced her beautiful adolescent body to wolf down on his knotted base. And that's the exact point she'd get to feel his fat fleshy mast shove itself all the way into her tender, delicate young sex all over again. Those luscious pink nether lips gorged themselves dutifully on the adult dragon’s dick, helpless to stop its intrusion into her most private of places. For a brief moment, Alira thought she might have swallowed her tongue from the intensity of the sensation being shoved up into her brain through her pussy. Her hind legs wanted to tense and push up against him but feared any more strain on her body might break her in half.

So, instead, her back arched from the absolutely orgasmic sensation of his dick glazing across the wall of her hypersensitive uterus with not a care in the world for what it might do to her. Her eggs rubbed against the soft inner lining too as they were nudged out of the way to make room for their sire to join them in her belly. Alira gritted her teeth at the edge of something incredible, trying desperately to will herself to cum.

Thankfully she didn’t have to as the male above her, pinning her to the sofa by the waist, tugged back and slammed forward into her. It was only, maybe, an inch of movement but it broke the poor girl. Her whole body devolved into a series of powerful, pleasurable contractions. She wanted to roar, to scream, to curse him and to lavish her sitter with every word of praise she could think to say. But all that came out of that gaping, drooling maw of hers was the most adorable little squeal of elation to ever escape the feisty teen’s throat. It’d have made her own earfins burn with embarrassment if not for how hard she was cumming on her sitter’s cock right now.

And he just beat his dick into her pussy, a third time, yanking her hips into his crotch, hammering into the upturned rump of his beautiful little breeding bitch.

“Nnyaaahh! Take it slut!” The wicked male barked, closing his eyes and letting the pleasure wash through him and into her.

His cock flexed, flaring strongly and spit a thick syrupy glob of cloudy clear seminal fluid. He drew back and hammered up against her quivering hind legs once more. This time a thick, pearly white rope of semen from the rounded opening and lashed across her unguarded womb. His hips jerked in involuntary reflex and, with each greedy smash against her bound thighs, another thick glob of spunk raced down his spire to find a comfortable home in her womb.

Alira gasped wide eye as she felt his forepaws collapse around her throat. She was too far in, too far gone to see it as a threat- not tight enough to choke but strong enough to restrain and reduce her airflow making every sensation that much shaper, that much more vivid. He bucked, again. Splattered his cum carelessly across the ever-whitening walls of her womb, again. Deeply, thoroughly impregnated her unfaithful pussy, again.

There was nothing in the moment but the leg-twitching sensation of his semen pissing across the roof of her womb, oozing down the sensitive walls of her inner sanctuary and settling heavily amongst the developing young he’d put in her belly the first time he’d done this to her. Open mawed, starring blankly up at the grunting face of her sitter and tongue lolling to the side of her maw, she took her second breeding like a champ without a word of complaint.

Billions of energetic little swimmers unloaded straight into her strained, trembling young womb. He gave them his full blessing to drill right up into those juicy, dilated oviducts and knock up this dumb slut as much as possible. Again. If she never learned her lesson, he’d be glad to dump his DNA into every single egg she had if need be. The big boy encouraged his heavy nuts to lighten their load as much as possible since there was no telling when they’d get another opportunity to do so. And her midriff was already nice and pudgy with her original pregnancy, what was a little more weight to round her out?

Practice if anything considering how many more eggs he was about to saddle in her…

And just like that it was done. The thick goopy mess he’d left deep between her legs wasn’t going anywhere, double sealed by the throbbing flare of his crown stuffed in her cervix and the knot at the other end, both ensuring this young girl’s second insemination was going to be just as prolific as the first.

Only once the last rope of semen was dredged up from those heavy hanging orbs and flung carelessly into the young girl’s womb did Sardrel have a chance to relax. An open mawed panting grin of satisfaction lingered on his stupid face. Opph. He grunted. One more in the barrel… He gave a little clench and drained that one into her too. There we go; now he was done impregnating her.

His paws left the panting girl’s throat, looking down at her; poor thing all hot and bothered, panting, glazed, knotted and bred. She had no idea his little swimmers were busily working there way into her ova, their soft, naked shells bared helplessly to his sperm- nothing like the layered shells that now protected the first batch he’d pumped in her. Mmn, damn she looked good with her midriff all fat and gravid like that, even if half of it was just a squishy cum filling.

“A-asshole…” Alira exhaled breathlessly, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. There was no denying how much she’d enjoyed herself. Sardrel chuckled, shifting a paw to her cum-swollen midriff and began giving the poor girl an embarrassingly pleasurable tummy rub. On the outside this time though.

“So. Who would you say was better?” He inquired with a teasing jab at his earlier comment. Whether she wanted it or not, she had a comparison engraved in her memory this time.

The prideful teenager huffed and turned her head away, refusing to answer while blushing brighter and folding her earfins back in embarrassment. She hadn’t considered having to confront her boyfriend now after having had sex with her sitter. She didn’t have to tell him she supposed, its not like they were married or anything after all. And so long as she could ever get his scent washed out of her hide, he'd never know right? Fuck… she could still taste him…

"Well, we'll be here for a while. Roll over." The devious male continued, already knowing the answer anyway.

Alira perked in surprise when he mentioned being stuck like this. With that fat knot stuffed in her pussy like that, she supposed it made sense now that she thought about it. The young girl let off a soft grunt as he leaned back, gripped her bottoms and finally tugged them the rest of the way up, freeing her trapped hind legs from their bindings. Those loose limbs relaxed and almost immediately stiffened. Every little movement made her sensitive sex clench reflexively. But it seemed her sitter was going to cozy up into the couch whether she cooperated or not!

Twisting that fat bulbous breeder flesh around 180-degrees around inside her wasn’t the simplest of tasks what with that extreme sensitivity making every nerve fire off as it squished around inside her. But at least her copious drugged arousal had left his erection absolutely soaked in the rich glaze of her hencum and that let him slip around inside her with at least some ease. Poor Alira yipped and glared at him as he flopped into position behind her, causing the two of them to bounce momentarily and jostle around inside.

Her sitter just grinned knowingly, reached down to pull her tail up and to the side out of the way before bunching his hips and squished his knotted cock up into her raw, clenching pussy. The adolescent teen shuddered involuntarily as he gave her belly soothing rubs both inside and out for a few moments. Once she'd been placated, he simply reached over for the remote and flicked on the TV, settling in for a nice evening of squirting inside the young girl's whorehole.

Sardrel spent the whole show just idly caressing her doubly pregnant tummy with a lounging paw while spooning his young charge. If her parents came back now there'd be no way to explain her cum-gorged gut or knot rounded pussy. But it was worth the risk to feel her hot, post-orgasmic glow against him. For once, she wasn’t being bitchy. So, the answer to all her discontent really was to just knock her up? Who knew! As the credits rolled, the blue-eyed male looked down at the prissy little princess only to find her fast asleep against him.

Well well, wasn’t this a familiar sight- he thought smugly. He was a bit hungry; knocking up a cute teenager was famishing work… But he could live without dinner for one night. Instead, he made himself comfortable and hunkered down. He couldn’t help but grin at the soft whorish noise that wheezed from her passed-out lips as his hips and cock shifted inside her during the process. Poor thing was going to be such a size queen if she kept this up.

A soothing snooze let his muscles relax and, some time later, the stiff rod stuck between her legs plopped out with a soft splash of the young girl's dammed up hencum. The crimson cockflesh slooowly dislodged itself from the cozy embrace of her abused sex with a pearly white stream of dragon spunk followed shortly after. The virile fluid leaked all the way down the crease of her tailbase only to end up staining the couch cushion anyway. And it was only after that abused egg gate had time to tighten back up did the trickle of semen stop flowing, the rest left to dry on her scales.

Poor Alira was going to wake up sticky, bottomless, reeking of sex and feeling even more of that practice gravid weight around her midriff. Not to mention still a bit tired from all the restless horny dreams that would plague her in the cozy embrace of her hatchiesitter. But that was tomorrow's problem. Today's problems were currently digging into the soft, vulnerable shells of her freshly liberated ova. By morning she'd be a mother to a dozen more unexpected chicks.

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