The background hum of voices and conversation faded as only the gentle clacks of his toeclaws on the tiled floor echoed about. Instead of heading to the cafeteria with the rest of his classmates after the lunch bell rang, Cole made his way to the high school’s front office. The reddish-brown furred dragon strode nude and with a mission, only a backpack over his shoulders to obstruct his pelt. Seventeen years old and already living life strong, Cole had previously encountered a mystical event that attached the tag of ‘normalize’ to the entire concept of himself. As such, he could do anything. Nothing would be seen out of the ordinary, and everyone would do as he said. Comes with the territory, the normalize process logically concludes that Cole wouldn’t be giving an order unless he was qualified, leading everyone to follow the commands. He didn’t outright demand that often, and he did try to not ruin lives with his freedom. Any big choices he made sure to not directly influence, leaving it up to those he asked. Well, except in one case. He pushed one specific thing onto a lot of people without their direct consent, but it had to be done. The dragon boy knocked on the door to the german shepherd’s office, pretty much the head of admin at the school. And one of Cole’s greatest assets. That man was the boy’s link to getting ‘official’ things from the school done for him. The door opened not much later, said shepherd nodding his muzzle in greeting before sitting back at his desk. “Ah, Cole. Can I help you?” The boy unslung his back and dropped it beside the chair opposite the worker’s desk, plopping into the seat casually. “Yes you can, actually. With a few things. Only one really important one. It’s been like, four days since a girl last contacted me to get knocked up. Is something wrong with the school’s text system, because I doubt I’ve gotten every girl here pregnant considering last I checked, I was at like, 42%.” There it was, Cole’s holy goal. Every girl at school, freshmen to seniors, teachers to janitors. They needed to carry his kids, and they would. The canine raised a brow at that. “Hmm, no issues that I’m aware of. I don’t administer it though, I just told IT your specifications. Once the current girl on the list is confirmed pregnant, next up should get an automated message to contact you for sex. Oh, we did add your last request; it should now indicate that their message to you needs to have a nude photo with face, breasts, vagina, and some form of ID visible in it.” Cole snapped a finger gun at the g-shep. “Eyyyy, awesome. Still haven’t gotten a new girl reaching out though.” The man shrugged. “I dunno, maybe they don’t have a phone. Could have an old number on record, could be a glitch, a number of things. I’ll put a support ticket in, but I can search up the next girl manually if you want.” A sage nod from the seventeen year old boy. “Do it. I don’t mind a break from knocking bitches up, but I would like to finish before I graduate.” Starting to type on his keyboard, the worker flicked a glance over at the boy lounging on the seat. “Well, in the meantime, what else did you want to discuss?” Rubbing his hands together with the joy of unleashing his imagination, Cole nearly cackled. “Alright, so. I think we need to make some changes to the year book. Also, make the morning announcement video more engaging. Instead of just the media club students sat at a desk all boring, why don’t we show some bouncing tits instead? Maybe do a split view? Eh, maybe not split, can’t fit both. All the school TV’s are ancient and in square resolutions. Either way, just put some big jiggly boobs up. Should keep attention better.” Taking a break from typing, the canine looked at the ceiling for a moment, before nodding. “Yeah, that could work. Lord knows nobody pays attention currently. But… what- whose- tits should we show?” Pointing, “That-“ Cole paused, sinking back into the chair to rub his chin. “Is a good question…” Then ears perked, standing tall outside his swept back horns. “Oh! Ideaaaa~! Let’s make it a contest! Anyone with a rack, take a video, send it in! Biggest set wins and gets to be the announcements for a year. Students only. Sorry, but Mrs. Lane would beat out most of them if she was allowed to partake.” The german shepherd chuckled, a knowing smirk. “Yeah, gotta keep it fair after all. But, I got your next girl here. Want her schedule and address?” Shaking his head, Cole started to get up. “Nah, page her up to the front for early dismissal. We’ll head to my place and fuck until morning.” “Got it.” — A tall, lanky shark girl rounded to the corner where Cole waited just about five minutes after the loud “Lindsey Rose, report to the front office for early dismissal, you are needed for immediate impregnation.” Well, at least Cole had to trust it was a girl, considering the completely flat chest. Seems like her parents didn’t get the gene therapy for tits on non-mammals. Rare sight nowadays. Pushing off the wall he leaned on, Cole made his way to the slightly confused silver-skinned girl in a plain shirt and shorts. Nothing overtly modest, but nothing close to risky either. Well… she did have some bomb-ass hips and rear though. “Interesting.” Cole mused aloud, not hiding that he was checking her out. “I can work with this. Tap into my inner ass-man.” Looking around even more confused, the shark folded her arms. “Uhh… excuse me, but I was called up here for, um… impregnation? Know anything?” Cole beamed a bright smile, walking up to the girl he realized was MUCH taller than him now that he got close to stick his hands out. “Ah, yes! I’m Cole, I’ll be putting a baby in you today. Hopefully.” Blinking, but with not any more added confusion than she already had, she shook his hand with a strong grip. “Oh. I wasn’t expecting that. You’re going to…?” Another nod from the reddish dragon boy, still in the buff. “Mhm! You’re not on birth control are you?” A shake of the shark’s head. “No. I’m Lindsey, by the way.” “Nice to meet you. But it’ll be better to fuck you. So, let’s head to my place, it’s a short walk.” Cole said with that unending excitement, turning on a heel and starting to walk out the school’s doors. Without much reaction, Lindsey followed with nothing more than an ‘ok’. — Cole scrolled his phone, seeing the various photos of the now naked shark in both plain and compromising positions. He nodded, a good showing. Now simply sitting on his bed, the silver shark seemed more confused than ever. Not by the situation, but why it was happening to her. "So, you... actually want to... have a kid, with me?" Completely casual, as if the tall, flat chested girl just asked him why he breathes. "Yeah. Well, not exactly 'with' you, but I absolutely want to knock you up." The girl blinked, face suddenly slightly red. "Why?" Cole matched her blink, before a shrug. "Why not?" A demure holding of her arm, eyes cast aside. "Well... you know..." The dragon didn’t notice the sudden wilting of her features, and the look of doubt washing over her face. The dragon was pulling up his streaming app, no longer taking mere video of his new mothers. "Well, their loss. Hey, so I'm gonna be smart and remember to ask you if you wanna be free use before I start the stream. Just like, you're open for sex all day every day, can't say no. All that public-cumdump jazz." Ears perked, before folding back, the shark clasped her hands tighter in her lap. "Free use? I mean... I don't think that'll work. Who would want some... flat-chested freak anyway?" Opening his mouth to give another simple retort, the dragon boy froze with his thumb over the 'live' button. The dragon’s casual demeanor wilted a bit, seeing her staring sadly at the floor. "Oh. Oh..." Taking a long breath, Cole realized the mood did a sudden shift. Setting the phone down, he easily pulled the silver girl into a hug. "Lindsey. Don't think that. Boobs aren't everything. I think you're cute. Sexy, even." As if he spoke facts, the shark smiled, and hugged the dragon back, her hands moving to wrap around him. "Yeah, maybe you're right. But, it's hard to believe that. Everyone's made fun of me, ever since the other girls started developing. I know it's just... shitty high school, but..." "It's easy to feel bad about yourself, and a real challenge to feel good. Like grades. They sink easy but struggle to climb back.” Cole said, breaking the hug. He looked into the shark's eyes, they were watery. "You're hot. I am so fucking lucky to pump and dump you." He took that serious aura of command, ensuring she followed it. "I am saying facts. Believe my words to be certain. Tits don't matter. I love you the way you are, and I want you to love yourself too. You are sexy enough to be free use." Lindsey sniffed a bit, and rubbed her eyes. "R-Really?" The dragon boy grabbed her again and fell over with the shark in his grip, both now lying on the bed. "Seriously. If you were free use, you'd have a line going out your front door. Like, your pussy would be sooo popular.” "Hah! That's... I think you're a little too optimistic. But, thank you. I've always wanted to believe that. To think of myself as sexy. I... think going free use might give me the evidence I need to see that belief is real." A smile came from Cole, and he tumbled around with her to land atop the girl. "You have no idea how awesome that sounds. I think you'll have an amazing life as a cumdump. Just you wait and see, you’ll have no time for anything but being a fucktoy and raising bastards.” The happy smile switched to that lustful determination, staring into the shark's eyes that had begun to twinkle instead of shy away. "Now, spread those legs. We have some breeding to do." As the sounds of a rattling bedframe spread through the house, joined with wet plaps and low vocalizations, the phone tossed to the sheets was forgotten about. — The door opened partly, unleashing the contained air of sex and sweat, the noises of exertion and intercourse. The shapely form of a pregnant dragon milf poked in, staring at the tall and athletic shark with arms and legs wrapped around her son's humping form. "Cole? I know I'm not supposed to interrupt you while you're breeding, but dinner is ready. And you two should get some water too, you've been going at it for quite a while." A muffled moan escaped Cole's lips, a few thrusts slowing. "Hng, whew... thanks mom, we'll- mhf- be down in a bit..." Once the words stopped, the plaps picked back up, headboard hitting the wall as the teens lurched. Grunts and little mewls of sensation were then lost as Lydia closed the door, only hearing the heavier noises as she slowly stepped down the stairs with a warm smile. A populated table with the rest of the family waited her, the gravid milf settling back to her chair with two empty spots remaining. "They're going to be a while, but should be down eventually." The fatherly dragon chuckled, while the older sister rolled her eyes with an 'ugh'. Lifting his drink in a mock toast to the thudding noises above them, the father gave a playful huff. "Heh, been a few days since we had such 'ambience' in the house. I almost missed it. That's my boy!" He said, of course not registering the flat chastity cage he'd been wearing for months at his son's request. "Dad, can you not." Liz huffed, stabbing her fork into her chicken. "It's so fucking annoying trying to sleep with-" She then slammed her fist to the table rapidly to make her point. "-Going on in the room next to mine." "Liz, don't use language like that." The mother said without looking. The pink dyed pelt furred dragon girl continued to mutter angrily to herself, but then was silenced with a light touch to her shoulder from her mother. Liz looked up and met her mother's gaze, and then softened with a sigh. "Sorry, just... you know. It's getting really old." "Maybe if you had someone over to keep you occupied." Lydia said with a teasing smile, making her daughter blush and roll her eyes. "Ugh, gross, mom." Liz groaned, leaning on her elbow. — Uneven steps came as the pair descended the stairs, Cole showing a little bit of exhaustion while the lanky, flat shark shuddered with weak knees on every footfall. The dragon boy held the girl steady from the side, both sweaty and nude. Lindsey's crotch was coated with all manner of fluids, but there was a pink, ovular shape lodged between her folds. Upon reaching the ground floor, she quivered a bit with a little gasp. "Mh! D-Does... it need to stay in me the whole... time? It's... kinda big." A tired smile on Cole's muzzle, he helped the girl towards the populated table. "I'm afraid so. At least until we go back to my room, gotta keep it plugged up so nothing leaks out." "B-But, does it- Mhnhn... *have* to vibrate?" She whimpered, shuddering a bit more while feeling the constant thrumming of the toy inside her, a constant pleasure assaulting her nethers. The dragon boy laughed a little, and patted her back. "It's not that bad, c'mon, let’s eat." "A-Alright. O-oh, and, thank you, everyone, for dinner." The shark managed, trying to compose herself before sitting at the table. "You're welcome, dear. We're glad to have you." Lydia said, giving a small smile. "Sounded like Cole put you through the wringer." A little giggle as the tall, silver-skinned shark squirmed a bit in her seat, flushing even more somehow. "Y-Yeah, you could say that." Liz leaned forwards a bit, a faint look of irritation on her visage. "Hey, Cole. I know it's like, a HUGE ask, but could you actually go to bed at a sensible time? I can't sleep when you're railing the shit out some slut.” Cole casually took a bite and shrugged. "Nah, Liz. I totally get where you're coming from, but no. I have at least two more loads after this break to put into Lindsey here. We're not going to sleep anytime soon." With a groan and rolling of her eyes, the pink-dyed dragon girl slumped back in her chair, rubbing her forehead. "Uggghhhh! Cole, why are you such... dude, not cool. Mom can you put some sense into the twerp?” Lydia sighed, but also shook her head. "Dear, you know how important breeding is to your brother. I know it's a little loud sometimes, but it’s not our place to police every little action.” "I'm sorry, Liz." Lindsey added, giving a sympathetic smile, realizing she was making an awkward family scene. Thankfully her nudity and post-sex state didn’t register to her embarrassment, since she could barely tolerate the argument without wanting to crawl into a hole. The older sister simply crossed her arms and huffed. "It's... not your fault. Just asshole little brother being asshole little brother..." Cole rolled his eyes, and turned to his shark cumdump. "Hey, you know what I'm thinking? Lindsey, since you're spending the night so I can put a few more loads in you, how about Liz here gives you an apology rimjob while we sleep? Whenever that is." The shark girl perked a bit, ears going up. "I- uhm, okay?" Lindsey really didn’t know what to say there. She always defaulted social solutions to just ‘go with the flow’. The last thing she wanted to be was rude as a guest. A snarl came from Liz, glaring daggers at her brother. "Fucking asshole, why are you volunteering me for shit!?" Cole leveled his fork at the pink furred sister with a smug grin. "Because I know you'll do it~" All the older sibling did was raise a middle finger. Lydia sighed. "Liz, that's no way to treat your brother. You'll give the girl a rimjob, understood? Apologize for the way you've been acting, this isn't how you behave when we have guests, I taught you better." A huff came from the dyed pelt furred girl. "I... yes, mother." The dragon milf nodded, smiling. "Good. Now, eat your dinner, all of you." — “Hey, easy Cole. You now how sensitive they are.” Came the soft voice of the draconic mother, cradling the teen boy in her lap. A gentle hand stroked his shaft while his lips sealed around a big maternal nipple, deep swallows occurring at regular paces. He glanced up at the words after putting his controller down, all the sound from the TV paused as the game stopped. Popping off, he licked the faint traces of milky cream from around his lips. “Sorry mom. You just have such nice tits, and your milk is like, the best thing I’ve ever drank.” A warm smile. “Aww, thank you! You know Cole, I just want to say your father and I really appreciate how, well, appreciative you are. You always thank us for dinner, for doing laundry, letting you knock me up, showing dad chastity-“ A knock at the door to Cole’s room thudded, harsh and loud. His sister, clearly. Parent and child’s eyes locked, the mom giving a sweet look. “Just thanks for recognizing what we all do. You’re going to grow up to be such a considerate man.” Groaning as he had to leave his mother’s bosom and abandon her palm tracing his member, he leaned down to kiss her. “I’m already seventeen, I’d say I’ve grown up.” Opening the door, Liz was waiting, hips cocked with arms on them, even her posture annoyed to be in proximity to her sibling. “Yo.” “You’ve got some chick at the door waiting to get knocked up.” With that, the punky eighteen year old left, not bearing to stand Cole’s presence a second longer. And especially avoiding stepping into his room. Could dodge the ‘no clothes in his room’ rule. God he was lame. But he was just her same old annoying brother, not able to comprehend the day their family life turned depraved. Well, that softened the blow of needing to part ways with his heavily pregnant mom. “Alright, I guess our times over. I don’t remember having a slut coming over today, but who knows.” Walking back to help the gravid woman lift to her feet, a short hug and very tender belly rub was given before they went separate ways. Trudging downstairs, Cole remained in his natural nude state, half hard as he opened the door. A lamb awaited him, wearing something similar to a school uniform. His school didn’t have a uniform, so he just supposed she liked the look of the suave button down shirt tucked into a moderately short gray skirt. Stockings on her legs and comfy shoes below those. Standing proud, head high, bright eyes. Floppy ears and nice wooly hair. Cole nodded, she was fuckable. “Hello?” He asked. “Hi! Are you Cole?” Came the bubbly voice of the sheep. “Yeah, what’s up?” She made a little mock salute, standing stiffer for a moment. “Abagail Reeds, reporting for impregnation!” A giggle as she relaxed to keep her hands behind her back. “I got some texts from the school, and followed through! Sent a photo of my body, with my school ID, close ups and everything! I didn’t hear anything back, so I figured I’d just show up to the address in the text!” Cole had to blink. He had certainly come across a few girls who had more enthusiasm to his acts than the typical nonplussed nonchalance to getting knocked up by a boy with a mystical hypno-aura. This had to be the first truly excited one. He paused, pulling his phone out of the sleeve on his arm. Helped him cope with his lack of pockets now that he was an open nudist that nobody batted an eye at. There were indeed fifteen messages waiting for him, right after he had breakfast. He got more carried away with his mom than he realized. Still… “Oh, uh, okay. It’s the weekend though, and you still just showed up? Are you wanting a baby that bad?” A shrug. “Not really! But I always like to do my tasks as soon as possible!” The lamb began counting on fingers. “Homework, studying, chores, even this. Daddy says I should take pride in my work and really go for the gold, no matter what! I’m ready to get pregnant!” Opening the door further, Cole gestured for her to come in. “Well, I most certainly won’t delay a go-getter like you. Let’s get you baby-positive.” — “Damn. You’re definitely fuckable.” Cole said, scrolling his phone, seeing the photos. He only had to take a few more now that Abagail was nude and on his bed, kicking her legs idly as she on the edge. “Nice tits by the way. Growing fast.” A cheery nod. “Mhm! Apparently my mom’s were huuuge. So I hope to have big ones too! Although daddy said I can get some implants when I graduate if they haven’t started plumping up yet.” The reddish sergal raised his brow slightly. Well, just because he made everything normal, didn’t change that there were certainly abnormal people and families outside of his bubble. Still, he could support that. “Neat. Should probably get them anyways. Up to you though. So do you have a preference on what photos I should upload and which one should be your yearbook pic?” Tapping her chin, the sheep hummed. “I think… that one I sent in the first back of me on my bed is the best. The one where I spread my legs and showed off the goods. Perfect yearbook photo, but it’s up to you what to upload otherwise.” “Ah, an excellent choice. Now, I have two questions. First, do you want to be free use?” Cole asked matter of factly. “Nah.” Came the quick reply from the girl. “Righto then, next question.” He was adding a new one, because he got some ideas with this girl. “Let’s say hypothetically… you got special powers that made it so everyone around perceived your every action as ‘normal’ no matter what you did? What would you do? Answer honestly.” That gave the lamb some thought. “That’s… oh, that’s good…” Then her ears perked and eyes lit up. “I could do anything I wanted basically, so I’d get my daddy to start fucking me! Oooh, I could hold his horns while plows me, and then I could clean him off afterwards, and then-“ Cole held up his hands, stopping her. “Woah. Easy. You’re fucked up, and fuckable? I approve.” “Thanks! Say, what would you do?” A small chuckle from the dragon boy. “I’d knock up every girl I saw.” Abagail snorted. “Wow, you could do anything out of the ordinary you wanted, and you would stick to your normal life? Kinda lame.” Leaning back in his chair, he smiled with a smugness Abagail could never know the full depth to. “Guess I’m plain. Now lay down, time to get started. Also, try to keep contact with the camera mounted over my bed? And say hi to chat.” — “Wow, you were good.” Cole said, breathless, staring at the ceiling. “Nobody’s rode me like that before.” “I wanna be good at everything! So I practice sex too.” “Say…” Cole murmured, thinking. “I want to reward you. So. I’ll make your wish come true.” A cute head tilt from the wooly girl beside him. “Hm? What do you mean?” “Tell your dad it’s okay to be your lover. Hell, get married. Just make sure you take as much of his cum as possible. Might even make some more babies to join your family, I already started the ball rolling for you.” A moment of silence, Cole able to see every centimeter of her eyes widening. Then a sharp squeal of delighted glee that threatened to blow his ear drums out. Hopping off the bed, bouncing a quick moment, the lamb bolted out of the room without so much as taking a single piece of her clothing. Cole would come to find out later that she sprinted right out of the house, most likely to propose immediately. At dinner, the dragon was beyond satisfied. Another womb occupied, another day of sex. He already got a text for their wedding invitation by the time he went to bed. Abagail’s smile was ear to ear in the attached photo of her absolutely drenched with a cum facial. It was no mystery who the culprit of painting her wool was. He would definitely be a guest of honor at the wedding next weekend.