Gonz awakens in the middle of her sleep to the crying of her newest child. The sorceress, kobold, and mother slides out of her bed, scratching her tummy as she hobbles over towards its little nest. She coos the creature to sleep, the veil of sleepiness still over her eyes. It is during this time that the priestess, the sorceress, the mother, thinks about things. Her life had been so good so far, and her dragon-blooded progeny has proven to her the favor her new goddess shows, but she wonders about something she missed, of a life long-forgotten. “You know, little one,” Gonz says, cooing as she pets her baby, “You have someone who would make for a good uncle,” she says. “He’s always been a good friend. Always hanging out with me, a loser, chubby virgin boy.“But, I wonder… what exactly happened to my best bro…? What happened” She places her baby down and calls out into the hall. One of her acolytes, a priestess in training, scurries into the room. “Take care of my children for me.” “Very well, priestess Gonz,” she says, giving her a quick bow. As Gonz passes her, she stops, and says. “Do you… do you know where I may find the less-desired men?” High up and out of the way, no-bolds-land is a place that Gonz had been intimately familiar with in her younger years. She recalls the games of cards and the swapping of pornography from the human town outside, and in pretty much every one of her memories, Rahzo was there. She steps through, still in her white night garment. It hides the faded ritual markings from the previous day, but a few peek through, along with the tantalizing view of her other womanly charms. As she travels deeper into this den of the least desirable, she can’t help but feel that she is being followed, for she can sense it in her loins. The goddess Xasandra beckoning her to her priestly duty. She looks over her shoulder, fluttering her eyes. “Who thinks they can sneak up on Gonz, priestess of fertility? Sorceress of the tribe? A hissing growl responds to her from the shadows. Large, kobold eyes glow, the body just outside her vision. The priestess reaches up and undoes the gown, letting it drop down a bit, teasing her breasts for the figure. “I come searching for someone. If you can help me, I will reward you with my body.” “Sssslluuuut…” the voice growls from the darkness. “Excuse me!?” Gonz says, pulling her gown back up. “That is not how you act to your sorceress. Step out now, and I’ll consider being merciful to you.” The kobold eyes rise up, higher and higher, and the figure possessing them steps out of the shadows. She gasps, stepping back and falling onto her butt, her gown yanking down, her breasts slipping free. Looking down to her is a creature fall taller than a kobold, but with the gangly, thin features of one. It leans forward, crawling on its knuckles due to the low height of the chamber, its tail long, spiked, dragon-like. In fact, this creature very well looks like someone’s attempt at making a dragon from a kobold’s point of view. “I… I’m a servant of Xasandra!” Gonz says. “Do something to me, and you’ll invoke her ire.” The dragon snorts, leaning its head in, snorting and causing the rest of her grown to blow around. She reaches to cover up, but the dragon grabs her arm with a long, clawed hand. “You just wanted a better self image, you said. You just wanted to not hate yourself. Well, I should have known better.” “W… what are you…?” she asks. “The goat-headed merchant,” he started, “told me what would happen. Said I should swap the scrolls and see that it would reveal your true self, and you did.” Her eyes begin to water at the sight of this impressive, oppressive beast. “K… Kor? Bro?” “I was a bro to a shy, cute boy.” He growls. “But you’re not him anymore. The merchant told me when the time was right, I was to take you.” “Take me where?” Gonz asks, scrawling out arcane sigils onto the dirt behind her. The dragon reaches with his other hand, pulling the clothing away, exposing her body entirely before him. “Take you…” “Y… yeah?” Gonz says, feeling the warmth of her goddess’s blessing upon her. “Well, what if I give, instead of take? Will that mess up your plans, ya big dork?” “Give?” “Y-yeah, bro.” She says, fluttering her eyes. “What’s the matter? You’d rather take some than get some?” He snarls, shaking his head. “I… I guess that works” he says.” “Magic…” she whispers. “You’re being controlled.” “No one controls me, temple whore!” “And that’s not the Rahzo I know. Here…” she says, spreading her legs. “Let me do you a favor and show you what you’re doing wrong.” The thing that was her best bud snorts once more and lets go of her, but she does not move, staring him dead in the eyes as she uses her elbows to hold herself up. “Our bond is stronger than some stupid transformative magic. I know I forgot about you for awhile, but it’s about time I give you some action… no homo, of course.” The dragon roars, shaking the entire warren, but soon he climbs upon her. A long, thick shaft emerges from between his legs, practically covering and crushing her already. But the priestess wraps her arms and legs around the impressive thing and kisses at it, letting her tongue roll out, comforting and stimulating the creature he had become all at the same time. The former friend pants, grunting as he feels her touch upon him. “T… this is… more from the… the slut!” “Dude…” she says, her hands rubbing around the underside of his shaft. “The two of us were sluts for a long, long time. We just happened to both be virgin sluts until right now. The dragon creature shakes its head, closing its eyes shut. “N… no… I can’t… I must…” “Shhh….” She hushes him, her tongue swirling around the head still. “Lay back, relax… let me make it up to you…” He collapses back onto the ground with a loud thump. He picks his long neck up and looks to her, whimpering from the feelings she gives Gonz flies off of his cock, landing on his stomach. The pudgy priestess rubs her butt but pushes herself up, looking up to his face and smiling before him. “Well, you’re certainly not scrawny anymore… and you’re certainly right about me being a slut, but you don’t have to be angry about it. In fact, I came here specifically to find you.” She says this, lifting her rump, and her tail, and giving it a wiggle. He blinks, a growl rumbling up from his chest as his large claws grab at her bottom, pulling the scales back to spread her out. He then gives one a firm slap, which makes the priestess groan in an exaggerated sign of approval. His snarl curls into a smile as he grips his claws against her squishy flesh and lifts her up, looking at her face-to-face. “You’re right… I don’t know what got over me…” “Your repressed lust turning into needless aggression, perhaps?” Gonz asks, batting her eyes. “Guess there’s only one way to work out those issues, huh? He snorts, lining her up just perfectly before he says “you asked for it!” And with that, he plunges the kobold down onto his shaft. Gonz throws her head back, letting out a loud, long cry as the length spreads her wide. As a mother, she has been used to even the largest things passing through there, but to have something run up and down her as she is bounced on it is another experience entirely. Her best friend, her dragon ally, chuckles as he sees her breasts and belly bounce with each of his jerks, and he licks his lips, saying. “This is just like those times we discovered those mushrooms,” he said. “H… haha… yeah… remember y-you offered to jerk me off? That was great!”Gonz pants. “Tsh, what are you, gay?” “B… Bisexual!” she gasps. “S.. Should have seen this hot wizard chick I-I totally scissored” He stops shaking her, and shakes his head “oh gods around…” he grunts. “You gotta tell me, so I can blow this wad…” She chuckles and winks. “You get me to come, and I’ll let her know about you. I’m sure your new form would pique her scientific curiosity.” He smirks, but then immediately stops. “Oh no, bro… are you okay?” he asks, letting go. This leaves Gonz to support herself on nothing but her toes as her legs wobble with the stress of having a thick trunk shoved up into her. Smiling, she gives him the ‘okay,’ and nods. “T… this i-is great!” she says, and proves it by rolling her hips, going slower than before, but the stimulation him enough to make him lay back and relax once more. “But… you said something about the merchant?” Gonz asks, her tail curling down, stroking up along his shaft as she continues her rocking. “What’s that about…? Why would she want you to switch the scrolls?” His eyes flash open, and her rolls over, knocking her onto her back. He grabs onto her shoulders and looks wildly around. “She’s going to get you,” he growls, wrapping his arms around her, pressing her breasts up against her chest. “But not before I have you first.” “W… what are you talking abo-?” Gonz is about to ask, before the dragon once again thrusts forward. Gonz’s eyes roll back as his powerful thrusts work their way through her. She has had many partners in her time as a priestess and as a female, but this is the most primal, the most raw. “Aah… di… divine moootheeer!” she cries out, closing her eyes and throwing her head back to shout in exultant joy. “This is it! Make our child be strooong!” “The dragon’s eyes open wide as he hears that, but before he can say anything at all, his climax comes, splashing up into her and jetting out from the sheer volume of it. Satisfied, he lets go of her and falls off to the side, groaning as cum oozes off of his tip. Gonz rolls onto her back, rubbing at her swollen belly. She then coos, her eyes fluttering as she looks toward him. “That… that was great, bro…” she says. He takes in a deep breath, sighing in contentment. “Aah, yeah…” he says, smiling at her. But, seeing her as she is, filled up and sitting there, he climbs up and looms over her, his hands stretching out to her, but pulling back. “Uhh… oh dammit, are you okay?” “Of course, you dork!” she says, shooing him off as she pushes herself up to a wobbly standing position. “I’m just going to have another wonderful, magical child soon. “A… a…” he shakes his head. “Bro… Bro, seriously. No, bro, oh wow, bro!” he grabs his head, tugging at his horns. “You’re like… we’re like…!” She takes a few dainty steps up to him and presses her nose up against his, nuzzling a little bit. “It’s why I came here. I have a happy family… I wanted you to be the cool uncle, but… being a daddy would be just as cool, bro.” The dragon scoops up the priestess and nuzzles her whole body against her cheek. “Uuh… I’d love to, bro. I just… “What’s the matter?” Gonz asks, stroking his cheek. Meanwhile, in a dark chamber, looking through the dragon’s eyes is a dark figure, draped in dark robes, and lounging on her dark throne. A kobold maid scurries up next to her, holding up a plate. “Your g-goat chops, mistress…” “Mmm, thank you, Munie…” The dark mistress says, but I have an appetite for conquest today, and I got served a wonderful plate.”