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Valrynn - [iconname]Tornado345[/iconname]
Never done cumflation or hyper sizeplay of this level before so what a surprise when it turned out I Could write it in a fun but over-the-top way. Plus, when the art itself is so inspired and so inspires me...well you get something twice the length of what it shoulda been.
AH WELL.
In this story, Fidget is a courier tasked with delivering some sensitive stuff to the far north of Kerolioa for a local guild. En route she tries to avoid bandits by taking the road less traveled and comes along the village of Tobirah'el which is watched over by a dragoness goddess of fertility and virility.
Of course, her people skills and experience as an adventurer are sure to put her in all sorts of fun situations
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\tFidget the cerlavine – that's half rabbit half deer hybrid – was in a little over her head with this delivery. She served as a courier for people in the village of Afeyrion, delivering letters and packages to friends and family within town and to neighboring villages primarily. She also occasionally worked for the nobles and royals, delivering more sensitive or valuable goods. It wasn't often she was expected to go too far beyond the edges of Afeyrion but this delivery had her gone for a full week on a long haul.
\tThe village of Afeyrion was right on the border of Saff'Rald and Kerolioa, flanked on either side by a pair of lakes with a rather large river serving as the border between the nations. It was a rich, fertile land she knew would be prosperous in the years to come. That was why she chose to work from there and start her business as a freelance courier. People needed fresh produce delivered and despite her being quite small she was deceptively strong and could get a cart of carrots farther than any horse in a fraction of the time. Sure it was usually smaller loads but that felt more personal.
\tHer legs were strong and she had endurance for days. So when someone wanted something delivered to their homestead outside of town or wanted to make or negotiate trades she could act as their messenger as well as the one delivering the goods. Fidget was quite versatile.
\tDespite all that she was still somewhat taken aback when the Great Lakes Guild on the southern border of town asked her to deliver a very important letter to a prospective member in the foothills of the mountains along the northern coast of the nation right along the border of InTamos. The request wasn't strange, as she got asked to deliver letters more often than anything else, but the distance was. Even at her quickest pace with little room for sleep the trip would take her more than a week to get there and back. The destination was incredibly far away, much farther than she was used to going.
\tThe trek would be long and hard but the pay was worth it. She tried to keep her prices cheap so that any farmer and ranch hand and blacksmith in the village could utilize her skills. She was fast enough and more than capable of taking care of herself so she didn't need protection. Plus she carried potions to help her with nearly any problem that could have arisen.
\tShe wore two bandoliers, one over either shoulder and draped over the opposite hip. She had it custom made specifically for holding tiny vials of potions, each a slightly different colour with a different use. Her options seemed limitless since she was extra sensitive to potions and a single drop would have the same effect on her that a whole vial would have on others; not only that but the effects would last longer and be more intense. As long as she remembered to sample even a single drop of the appropriate potion she would be safe no matter what happened.
\tFidget also carried a pair of satchels over either of her hips for supplies and the cargo. On each thigh she had a dagger and on her back she kept a bow and a quiver full of arrows. Between her incredibly swift movement, her daggers, her bows, and her potions she had learned to have no fear.
\tThat was due to be tested with this delivery, though. The owner of the guild had hired her personally and warned her that she would be going into potentially dangerous territory. The task at hand was to act as the guild representative in delivering a letter of invitation to a rather large canine that they wanted to join their ranks. The region was rife with banditry and various factions at odds with one another, so she'd need to tread lightly and keep her head down while hopping from village to village along the way. Say one wrong thing and any of them could mistake her for an opposing guild member.
\tWhich, in a manner of speaking, she was. Just not one of the ones involved in the conflict. Because of that she had to take routes and try her best to not be seen. The goal was to not interact unless she needed to replenish her food rations or if the weather got bad and she needed a roof over her head. Otherwise she'd be taking back roads and avoiding others at pretty much all costs.
\tThe guild leader, Canowicakte, took her aside and made sure she was properly compensated for the task. Not only by paying her with a rather heavy sack of coin but the contents of his sack. And considering he was the size of an elephant and she was barely more than a meter tall, that was quite the pairing. Fortunately, she had a potion for that and was happy to boost her reputation with the guild. If things worked out it'd be a nice boost to her business every now and again.
\tShe was a little sad that she'd be away from all the friends she'd made in Afeyrion, but it was only a little over a work. By her calculations she assumed the trip to and from the recipient would take 6-8 days, so she put her fee at 10 days. Just in case. Weather in the foothills of the mountains there could be quite mercurial. Unpredictable and hostile. All it took was one particularly bad storm and she'd be unable to make progress up to three full days. She also put in the quote at ten days because if she was traveling in the far north of the nation, she wanted to take some time to enjoy the sights. She heard the plains of Dasche were quite colourful this time of year.
\tAs an herbivore she never truly needed to worry about having something to eat, but random leaves on the trees she plucked as she walked by were nowhere near as tasty or nutritious as an apple.
\tThat was why she was feeling a little over her head, as well. It was evening on the second day of her trek and while she was a little ahead of schedule she was noticing that the roadways were getting notably harder to traverse and she was seeing a lot more people on them. She was trying to avoid people so she had to take a detour far away from the well-travelled routes. That meant that it was far easier to get lost. Fidget was naturally quite good at navigation but that didn't mean she was flawless.
\tSo when she finally came across what looked like the remains of an old village amidst a field of golden yellow grasses and a mixture of flowers and vines she had to stop and check it out. The village appeared to be quite large, with the broken down remains and rubble of dozens of houses on either side of the road with what looked like dozens more farther out, presumably farmers and other suppliers. Many, many farm houses among the fields. Most notably there was a rather large, mostly intact series of Pillars right in the dead center of the town with bits of what looked like the remnants of a church or temple scattered around them.
\tThis village had to be decades old, easily. Maybe even a few centuries. There was nothing left of it aside from the moss-covered piles of rocks and the occasional patch of fitted cobblestone for the road. Nature had taken this village wholly.
\tAnd why would she stick around? Why would this get her attention? She wasn't just a courier but also a treasure hunter. The truth behind those few extra days on her quote for Cano's delivery fee was that she wanted some time to explore if she found old ruins or had to do a treasure hunting detour.
\tLike this. This was exactly what she was looking to investigate. Old ruins were often stuffed to the brim with hidden relics, interesting trinkets, and sometimes just straight up coins minted by the old kingdoms. Those could get her a lot of money. And with the pillars of a church still standing there was a very strong chance there would be something of value hidden there. One way or another she was going to get paid. And even if not, the thrill was in the exploration. Even if she found nothing, the act of hunting for treasure was fun.
\tOne of the places she found best to find hidden goodies was in cellars or the ruins of chimneys. People loved to stick tabs of jade or gold in their chimneys. Underground cellars often had family heirlooms and relics.
\tShe had a gemstone that could detect other relics, so she popped it out of one of the beads of her bandolier and held it in the palm of her hand. She had no magic herself but was able to use relics – magically imbued weapons and tools – with the same efficiency as the potions. If there were any relics hiding in the ruins of the village, she'd find them.
\tFidget had only managed to scan the debris of a few of the broken down houses before she noticed some rustling in the underbrush nearby. Not just rustling like a wolf or deer, but something massive. Something far larger than her.
\tThough she was not scared, she was also quite practical. Once she was able to discern where the sound was coming from she found a half wall that would hide her from whatever was coming out of the foliage, potentially to eat her. When she glanced around the edge of the building she was not surprised one bit to see that it was a dragon. A rather large dragon with six legs and alabaster scales. Her wing membrane was a light ashen blue while her belly scales were a darker gray. She had four eyes, two large ones and two smaller ones down her muzzle.
\tThis eggshell white dragoness lumbered out from the bushes and approached the village, eyes narrowed as she scanned the ruins for any disturbance. She was massive. Easily three or four meters tall while Fidget was barely a pair of ears taller than one meter. Her wingspan had to be ten or more. An absolute unit of a dragoness and she looked angry.
\tFidget was about to use another one of her gemstones to sense sentience or levels of intelligence in this massive dragoness when she felt their presence hovering over her. A sentient dragon was easier to negotiate with than a feral one; Fidget was much better at talking her way out of potential problems than she was at running, and she was very good at running.
\tNot only was this dragoness hovering over top of her, but when Fidget craned her neck up to check and see she noticed that all four eyes were staring directly at her. Narrowed. Focused. With a huff, the dragon made the grass around Fidget blow flat over, a wash of musky aroma inundating her nostrils. It was a pleasant scent and yet also a really thick, drake scent. Sweet and salty, in a way.
\tThere was a brief moment of standstill as Fidget fondled the detection gem on her bandolier. She needed to know how to respond, if walking or talking was the better option. It glowed blue. The dragoness was not feral. Didn't mean she wasn't a threat but could likely be reasoned with.
\tKnowing this, Fidget pushed away from the crumbled wall and got to her hooves. She even dared to turn her back to the dragoness as she brushed herself off. This angered the saurossin enough that she growled such a deep bellow that Fidget felt it in her core.
\tShe turned to face the dragon and looked up at her. The dragoness was snarling, showing teeth. Ready to lunge and bite if need be. Rather than cower or run or try to do some dastardly trick, Fidget simply raised a hand to wave. “Hey!”
\tThis seemed to take the dragon by surprise. She pulled back a bit and shook her head, confused, before stepping over the ruins of the house to stand over Fidget, looking down at her. Once she was in the best position to take action, she opened her maw and roared directly at Fidget, her head less than a meter away from the courier.
\tFidget didn't flinch aside from averting her gaze when the dragon's saliva and breath washed over her. “Wow. Rude.” She commented when wiping off her cheek from some of the dragon spit. “Do you do that to all your visitors?” She then patted the dragoness on the snout and then took a step back so she was in the proper eyeline, ensuring they could share eye contact.
\tEverything about this interaction seemed to confound the dragoness. She spoke with telepathy, directly communicating to Fidget's mind with a deep yet feminine voice. “You dare trespass on this land? I'd best tear you limb from limb and drop the parts on the four corners of the Mountain!”
\tSomewhat surprised by the telepathy, Fidget dug around in her ear to get out any wax and flicked it away. The telepathy had a strange effect on her given her resistance to non-potion magic. “So you can speak. In a manner of speaking. Good to know.” She then hopped up onto one of the piles of rubble, her immaculate balance keeping her and the cobblestone from falling over. She was only just barely close to eye level of the dragoness, who had her head down in pose that made it clear she was ready to lunge at any moment. “Sorry, didn't know this was your place. Just passing through. My name's Fidget. Fidget Scamperre. How about you?” She extended a hand for shaking or tapping.
\t“I mustn't disclose my name to a morsel such as-”
\t“Okay, so you're kinda full of yourself, too. Got it.” Fidget offered a casual salute before hopping down and sitting on the rubble, hooves dangling over the ledge but not touching the ground. “Look, I was just exploring on the way to the northeast coast. The guild there has this canine guy I need to deliver a letter to and I was doing some exploring along the way.”
\tShe was going to continue with her explanation when the dragoness slammed one of her massive front talons down on the ground in front of her, claws barely missing her on either side. Claws that were each as big as Fidget's entire arm. The dragoness snarled and snapped her jaws while circling around the rubble where the courier sat. “You'd best leave this place before I-”
\t“Before you what? Bite my head off and mail it overseas?” Fidget interjected. “If you were going to do that you would have by now.”
\t“Do not interrupt me!” The dragoness commanded Fidget telepathically while roaring loudly and snapping her teeth in her face. “Or I will!”
\tFidget, still undeterred and unwavering, shook her head and raised a hand to the dragon. “Okay, look, clearly we got off on the wrong foot here. I'm not your enemy and I'm not going to disrespect you. But I'm not gonna be intimidated either. We can talk. Find some sort of common ground. No need for you to be all hostile. It won't get either of us anywhere.” she walked right up to the dragoness and casually patted her on the snout. “So let's start over. I'm Fidget. Now you go.”
\tThe dragoness shook her head and snapped at the air like she was threatening to bite off Fidget's hand. She narrowed her gaze again and snarled deeply, the reverberations of her chest distributing the mix of sweet and salty scents that wafted out from her entire body. Mostly her backside. “Why do you not fear me?”
\t“Should I?” Fidget countered with a shrug. “I'm pretty good at reading people. Have to be.”
\t“I could swallow you whole. Crush you. Bite you in half. I could-”
\t“But you didn't. And I knew you wouldn't. And even if you tried I have my ways of protecting myself. I'm sure a big gal such as yourself can scare away errant knights and rogues but I'm none of that. I'm Fidget Scamperre! And, uh, you can't stop me or something. I'm working on a catch phrase.”
\tWith a reluctant huff, the dragoness continued circling around Fidget until she found a comfortable spot nearby. She swished her tail in tight slithering motions behind her when she heavily sat down, haunches wedged between the ruins of two buildings. “You truly don't fear me.”
\t“That's what I said. Yeah. Way better to talk things out. So tell me, miss Dragoness, what is it about this old and broken down village has you so territorial? Did you want the treasure and loot for yourself? Were you the gal who burnt it down?”
\tShe looked offended, eyes widening and then softening. “No, I didn't destroy this village. They used to-” She paused mid sentence and cocked her head to the side. “Why do you care?”
\tFidged sat cross-legged on a particularly large pile of rubble so that she could lean into her knees with her chin in her palms, looking up at the dragoness. “I'm curious. I'm a naturally curious person and your behaviour tells me there's something more than just you being territorial. I could just walk away. You could just eat me. But neither of us have done that so let's chat a bit.”
\tThere was a long pause as the dragoness and Fidget kept eye contact. Eventually, she spoke. “Valrynn.” Was all she said.
\t“Well hello Val. Pleasure to meet you.” She playfully waved with a wide grin on her face. Both her ears lowered to show that her defenses were no longer up and she was comfortable. A great way to foster positive relationships. “So what about this village holds so much sentimental value to you? If you're comfortable sharing. I can tell it's important so I'll be sure to head out whenever we're done here. I won't disrespect your space if that's what this is about.”
\tValrynn paused for another few moments before finally coming to decide what she was going to say and how she was going to say it. While she remained gruff and guarded, Fidget could tell that part of her was actually quite relieved to be conversing with someone instead of having to violently discourage them from disrespecting the village ruins.
\tFidget was very good at reading people. It was an integral part of the job.
\t“This village used to be known as Tobirah'el. Long, long ago. Very long ago.” She paused for another moment to see how Fidget responded. The courier kept eye contact while sitting on the rubble, genuinely eager to hear more so Val continued. “They used to worship me, you know. Not just me, though. My whole flock. My family.”
\t“Oh.” Fidget could easily see where this was going but she let Valrynn explain.
\t“Many years ago, centuries even, my family blessed this village with fertility and they worshiped us. Like deities. Our very essence gave life to these fields. These forests. Our mating ritual literally flooded the plains, fertilizing the crops. Every season they'd offer us food in exchange for a good crop and we'd deliver. For years we- you really aren't scared of me, are you?” She leaned in so close her snout nearly touched Fidget's. “I don't sense a lick of fear in you.”
\tShe shrugged casually. “Why would I be? You seem reasonable. I've dealt with so many dragons in my time, some of which even bigger than you and some of them far more dangerous.”
\t“But those little butter knives of yours won't do anything to stop me if I wanted you for lunch. You know that, right?” She extended a claw to point to the twin daggers strapped to Fidget's thighs. “Those are so short they'd barely make it through my scales. If you even had the strength to do that.”
\t“I know my strengths and weaknesses. I know those daggers wouldn't do anything to you. I have potions and I assure you that I'm faster than you. Well, more nimble. Look, I've been through this before, we don't need to be enemies, can you tell me your tale? I wanna hear more.”
\tValrynn folded up her front talons in front of herself as she laid down, using her middle set to help animate her story. “I suppose that's fine. I confess this is quite refreshing.”
\tFidget nodded and shrugged. “Yeah I get that a lot. As I like to say, I'm not like other girls.”
\t“No. Indeed you are not.” The dragoness got down onto her belly, head up and paws folded neatly under her before continuing. “My flock and I, we didn't actually mean to become deified in their eyes. We were just very, uh, Virile. Fertile. Infinite potential. We made eggs, we hatched eggs, we gave birth, we did it all, and the side effect of all that was that our seed and fluids rolled over the cliffs and foothills of the mountain, blanketing this entire region with our essence.”
\t“You've said that twice. Is it a metaphor? The part about flooding the plains? That sounds like a bit of embellishment on your part. Or the part of your worshipers.” Fidget pointed out. “I'm not trying to be critical or anything, it just sounds more like a tall tale than a literally accurate explanation.”
\tVal grinned, showing her teeth. “I could show you.”
\tFidget's ears went up. “Could you? That sounds like fun, but I feel you're not quite done telling your story. I travel a lot and would love to hear your tale.” She remained on the stack of rocks, legs crossed. She also wore a broad grin that exposed her fangs. Well, one fang and a half. One of them was chipped and half the length of the other.
\t“Scared?” Val challenged. “I'd understand if a tiny gal such as yourself was unprepared for-”
\t“Oh, skies above, no. I'm not scared of anything, in case you hadn't noticed. What's with you and trying to get people to be scared of you?”
\t“Uh-” That actually made Valrynn think for a moment. “I don't actually know.”
\tFidget continued. “I'm not afraid of you or your seed. I had some fun with a guy about your size just a few days ago and I can see from here what you've got equipped. I am prepared for anything.” She patted the collection of potion vials on her shoulder strap. “But I genuinely want to hear more from you before you start trying to mark your territory all over me or something. I love hearing about the history of the land and you sound like you have a very unique perspective to share.”
\tIt was clear such an invitation had Valrynn intrigued. She was clearly pent up, given her relative loneliness in the region, but that meant she was also just as eager to share her story as her seed. She sidled up closer so that her head was practically hovering over Fidget, her tone gently shifting to be far more amiable and open. “I suppose I feel the need to protect this place. It's not my home, persay, but it has sentimental value to me. Especially after-” She gulped as she reflected, eyes closed.
\t“Go on. Take your time.” Fidget assured her. She almost reached out to stroke the dragoness's muzzle but stopped herself. She didn't know Valrynn's boundaries. Yet. But her brash attitude and genuine sentiment made her feel genuine. “I am a little bit ahead of schedule, I have time.”
\tValrynn nodded. “I lost my family. Ages ago. I don't know the exact story of that time as I was traveling abroad to spread my seed across the land as I used to do often. But while I was away something struck my people, my family, and my flock. Whatever it was washed over the plains, it poisoned my family, it killed nearly everyone in the village, and it did everything short of salting the fields. The area was scoured of nearly all life. And when I returned I found only bones and ash.”
\t“That sounds horrible. You said that this scourge wiped out most of the villagers, were you able to speak to any to figure out what happened in your absence?”
\t“Yeah. In a manner of speaking.” She licked her lips, which seemed somewhat inappropriate given the tone of the story. As it turned out, she was just trying to not let her emotions get the better of her, she wasn't expressing hunger. “There were a few. Perhaps a quarter or less. But they were all on the verge of death as well and the ones that weren't couldn't speak a coherent word.”
\t“Oh. Yeah. That sounds like...I may be reaching here but have you heard of the Ademane Plague?” Fidget suggested. She knew it was a stretch but there were instances of the source of magic itself getting temporarily corrupted, resulting in any who used magic to quickly lose their faculties and succumb to its malaise.
\tValrynn nodded. “I've heard of it. Theorized. Was never able to confirm it, given the fact that within a season there were no survivors of what happened here.” She took in another deep breath with closed eyes. “After that, I did my best to maintain the village and bring life back to the land. Generations passed and the place slowly crumbled into ruin. My essence, which I cultivated into the land itself, ensured that the flora of the area came back, but it took so very long. And once the green and yellow returned to the fields, the buildings were naught but ruins, piles of bricks and rocks in the shape of what may have once been a home or a workshop.”
\tFidget cringed to herself, the expression con her face tightened as she slowly slid off the pile of rocks she'd been sitting on. Hearing Val describe this history sounded painful and she felt that she was being disrespectful knowing this new information.
\tBut Val assured her with a soft tone. “It's okay. I spent many years, decades even, defending this place. Raiders came to plunder and pillage the area and I made sure to stop them at every chance. The land remained fertile, thanks to my contributions, but I didn't allow others to come and settle here. In time, I faded into legend as a monster defending her hoard and this village was gradually wiped from the map. The roads that led her grew over and local towns had tales of the curse of Tobirah'el, ensuring their sons and daughters stayed far away.”
\t“I bet that wasn't the end of it, though.” Fidget inferred. “Why do I get the impression the next chapter involves a whole lot of knights seeking fame and glory by cutting you down and liberating what's left of the village?”
\t“Because that's exactly what happened.” Valrynn grinned and huffed, the heat of her breath blowing Fidget's ears back. “Quite the perceptive one, I see.”
\tFidget stuck her chest out. “I told you I'm not like others.”
\t“Indeed.” Val continued. “They came in waves. A few every new season. Sometimes as many as a whole battalion eager to see what prize I held here. What treasure I was keeping from them. The ones I couldn't terrify into retreat or end on the spot quickly learned that I wasn't hiding anything of value to them. Value to me, of course. Sentimental value. But no gold, no relics, no coin, no precious fabrics. Just rubble and life itself.”
\t“Yeah, I see what you mean. And I suppose I was no different, coming to take whatever I could.” She raised a hand to Valrynn's snout, showing a form of submission and remorse. “I do apologize. I couldn't have known. I knew nothing of this area before coming here. I was literally just trying to avoid people the same way you were so I took the road less traveled. I saw ruins I expected – within reason, I might add – to be abandoned and long forgotten. I couldn't have known of you or your sentimental attachment. But knowing what I do now, I'd be happy to be on my way once we've concluded our chat. I'll even make a point to not disturb what's left of the homes.”
\tValrynn got to all sixes and shook herself off. It may have been accidental and it may have been deliberate but she ended up with her flank aimed at Fidget, ensuring that the courier could easily make out the distinct shape of an engorged sheath and low-hanging balls. She had been talking about her virility and made it clear she was prepared to show off, so Fidget assumed this was deliberate. The dragoness took a few steps and aimed her wing tip to instruct Fidget to follow. “Come.”
\tThough it was only a handful of buildings away, the time it took to make it to their location felt like it dragged forever. Fidget could see they were heading towards the ruins of the old church but she dreaded what sort of sermon the dragoness would bestow upon her.
\tIt was no cause for concern. Valrynn was not intending to preach. Instead she stood in the middle between the set of six pillars that all seemed to be perfectly maintained despite the rest of the building being little more than a pile of rubble. “These pillars. They each represent one of us. My flock. If you look closely, you'll see symbols representing us.”
\tFidget could see a distinct dragon shape carved into the base of the pillar, one that had four eyes and six legs as well as a comically oversized cock and pair of balls. She couldn't help but laugh.
\t“What's funny?” Valrynn asked, mildly offended.
\t“Oh, just the huge package they gave you. I can see you're quite well equipped but this is funny. And in a church, no less? I would have loved to have lived here while it was still a thriving village.”
\tThis statement did seem to upset Val but she didn't let it get to her. “As I said, our virility made this land fertile. Literally. I wasn't being metaphorical. These pillars? They were set with our fluid essence and that's why they remain in tact while the rest of the village crumbled. The prosperity of the townsmen and their crops was massively due to us. Every farmer got a yield up to ten times what others may have with the same size of field and same crop.”
\t“Again, you do mean cum, right? Semen? That's what you're talking about when you say your 'essence of virility?”
\t“Yes.” Valryn confirmed without hesitation. “It fertilized the fields with so much life that anything that fed off the land was nourished beyond their wildest dreams. The cows that ate the grass and hay produced more milk here than anywhere in all the land. The corn stalks would make dozens of cobs each. The carrots were the size of cucumbers and the melons could only be carried one at a time on a horse-drawn cart. Heck, even the stallions here had such strong emissions that their mares would give birth to triplets or quadruplets.”
\tFidget's eyes were wide. “Wow. Just, wow. And this was all literal, not metaphorical? You lived through it and can personally verify that your, um, essence did that?”
\t“Look around you. They erected a shrine to our flock. My family. Tobirah'el was a thriving village for many generations and they literally worshiped us, as we were the dragons that brought life to their land. I don't need to prove anything to you but-” She lightly beat her wing to cycle air around the six pillars, making the grass at their feet ripple and wave. It also blasted a thick aroma of her own throughout the remnants of the church.
\t“Well then!” Fidget's ears went up as she sniffed the air. The musk was pretty thick even though it was dissipating into the evening air. A sweet, earthy scent that she could almost taste. “Okay, I think you may have made your point, but I still need some convincing.” She turned her back to Valrynn and leaned in close to look at what appeared to be story panels depicting the act of Valrynn and her hyper virile dragon flock flying over the fields and spraying their fertilizer all over the land.
\tWhile she did this, she brought her hand to her chest and popped a cap off the most appropriate of potions and dipped her finger tip in the end of the vial. With a damp digit, she plugged the vial back up and sucked the potion from her claw, stubby tail wagging excitedly the whole time. Once she had successfully gotten most of it out of her fur, she repeated this and got another dab that she used to slip up between her legs and under her short skirt. She gently caressed her lips to apply the potion directly to her flesh, both getting her puffy pink vulva and plump tail hole.
\tValrynn stepped forward, feeling challenged. “You keep saying I need to prove myself but you keep turning away whenever you question me. Tell me, Fidget, what are you playing at?” While she spoke, she raised one of her front most talons and laid it on her shoulder from behind. “Because it's the most lustful season and it's been a while since I was able to bestow my gift upon anyone.”
\tFidget remained with her back turned to Valrynn as she peeled off both of her bandoliers, resting them in a pile next to a pillar. She also glanced back over her shoulder while raising a thigh to remove the daggers strapped there, one by one. Before long she was completely nude, her equipment in a pile hidden behind a pillar. She never took her eyes off Valrynn the whole time. Eventually, she turned so her side was to the dragoness as she stood tall. “You know, for such an eternally old dragon you're not very good at picking up hints.” She teased. Her tail was still wagging gently.
\tShe was taken aback. “Say that again?”
\tRather than answer immediately, Fidget confidently stepped under Valrynn's chin, gingerly moving down her body while using all four of the dragoness's front legs for a bit of extra balance. “I said. You clearly. Aren't good. At reading hints.” She stepped past each leg one at a time, alternating from left to right, palms on each thigh and forearm. “If you were, you'd have made your move.”
\t“I am not sure I appreciate your tone.” Valrynn warned as she flipped her head upside down to look between her front four legs. “And I-” She was about to make another statement when she was interrupted by the sensation of Fidget's palms cradling the edge of her slit. She was already poking out beforehand but the extra pressure peeled back her flesh a bit, exposing more of her tapered tip.
\t“Yeah, I figured you'd get there.” Fidget joked as she started caressing up and down the slit. Sheath. It was a peculiar blend of both. At the front end it was flat to the belly but the length of it made its way to the taint-line down the center of the dragon's scaled scrotum, indicating the depths of her loins came down at an angle. Fidget was sure to squeeze and cradle where she could in order to get a good gauge of what to expect in terms of size and shape through the dragon's soft scales.
\tNaturally, the gentle massage seemed to coax her loins into emanating more of her pheromones. The sweet musk of the dragoness's flesh practically rolled over Fidget's body, the humidity of it clinging to her fur and soaking into her flesh. Valrynn had nothing to say. She just raised a front paw to get a balanced angle when she watched what Fidget did next.
\tTo her surprise, the small hybrid gal leaned into her from the side with all her weight. It wasn't much heft but it was enough to send the message and Valrynn was being more perceptive now that she knew just how confident Fidget was. She rolled over onto her side, one of her hind legs to give complete access to her gradually emerging shaft and balls, letting them air out in a way that further coated Fidget with her steamy cloud of musk.
\t“Good girl.” Fidget cooed as she got to work. “You relax a bit. You seem pretty pent up and stressed over this whole ordeal. Decades of build up will do that to anyone, especially when you don't open yourself up to guests or leave. You know, you could travel a bit, couldn't you?” As she casually chatted with Valrynn, she straddled the dragoness's upper thigh and started lightly kneading her massive orbs, each of which was as big as half her torso. She was being quite gentle, mostly just testing to see how soft the scale tissue was and how firm the spheres inside were.
\tVal nearly rolled over onto her back with all four paws folded up on her chest. “I can't, really.” She opined, her telepathic voice toned down a bit. Her chest was rumbling in what could best be described as a draconic purr, which coloured the tone of her mental voice. “Had I left, I might not have met you. Or worse, I might have missed someone who sought to claim the land as their own.”
\t“True, true.” Fidget kept massaging, deliberately sliding around front and back to better feel just how big the orbs were. She made a point to caress either side of the slit, kneading it and doing her best to spread the lips apart and expose more of Val's emerging cock. She got to take in its every feature as it slowly slipped from its confines. It had a tapered tip that was rimmed by a series of lobes akin to that of a stallion, with a median ring down the mostly uniform thickness shaft. The underside had ridges and the side had a bulging vein that was growing with each beat of her heart.
\tAbove all else, the cock was as big around as Fidget's leg. Easily. Maybe more. Fortunately, that wasn't even as big as Cano. She wasn't worried at all. And Cano's cock was more blunt; Val's would slip in with relative ease thanks to her potion. Knowing this, she kept working the shaft with her entire upper body, smearing the natural fluids it secreted all over her arms and chest as she slithered up and down its length. “Then I guess you're so very lucky that you met me. Someone who can actually understand and respect you without the need for intimidation.”
\tThe deep rumbling dragon purring kept reverberating through Val's chest and lower torso, coursing through her cock as it gradually swelled and emerged to full length and girth. “Hm, yes I suppose. My dear, you're an absolute sweetheart. And if you ever return, please do come see me.” She rolled over so she was completely on her back, both legs in the air and Fidget straddling her lower belly in what would be reverse cowgirl if not for the fact that her cock was in front of Fidget, not in her.
\tFidget was quite careful in shifting her weight and standing tall on her hooves; the dragon's scales were not slippery naturally but they were covered in musky precum that soaked everything form Val's belly to balls. Fidget even took a moment to really sniff her fingers and forearms, which were coated in a slimy layer of dragon precum, its musky scent permeating her nostrils.
\tShe wasn't a dragon but that scent, which seemed to blend male and female aromas, was hitting her a lot harder than she anticipated. The very pheromone rich aura triggered her loins to swell with anticipation and drip with desire, mixing her own fluids with Val's to form a blissful concoction on the dragoness's belly. She carefully navigated between each of her belly scales to walk around those twin orbs, especially cautious to not fall for fear of ending up with a knee or palm to the groin.
\tThough not male she knew what it was like to be struck in the gonads. Potions ensured she'd experienced a little bit of everything.
\tThat was the first time she noticed something she hadn't seen before. As she meandered around the massive dragon's even more massive balls she saw a pink slit up the taint between the tail hole and the backside of the scaled scrotum. She knew that Valrynn was a dragoness but didn't know that she had both sets of parts. Seeing this she took an opportunity to straddle the base of her tail and start caressing either side of Val's vulva, sure to give it the same love she'd given her cock.
\tVal twitched and jumped in place as she felt Fidget's palms nearing her clit. She even vocalized a chirp growl, showing a sense of surprise and mild annoyance.
\tFidget was quite tuned in to Val's emotions and immediately pulled her hands away from the meaty pink lips. “Sorry! I didn't know you didn't want me near that. I'll move.”
\t“It's okay.” Valrynn assured even as her chest was heaving with deep adrenaline fueled breaths. “I just wasn't expecting it. It's fine.”
\t“No, I don't think it is. Clearly you're a bit sensitive there or not comfortable with it. I am happy helping you out elsewhere, I just-”
\t“Seriously. It's fine, I assure you. I'm just not used to it and in spite of my limitless virility that part of me is not fertile. I learned long ago I cannot accept dragon cock. I do still love attention, though. Also-” She brought both of her hind legs in close to squeeze Fidget in a leg hug. “Thanks for being so considerate. You're a truly wonderful lass.”
\tFidget paused before making her next move. She slowly leaned down to press her palms against either side of the dragoness's slit once more, deliberately easing her way down the taint towards the base of her orbs. “So you're sure you don't mind. I can happily shift my focus.”
\t“I promise.” Was all she said as she laid back, all four arms folded over her chest. She was extra cuddly all of a sudden, her entire body subtly squirming in the long grass as she purred and a broad grin tugged at the edges of her lips. She rumbled a gentle growl of delight and all four of her eyes closed.
\tThere was a hint of trepidation coursing through Fidget as she wondered internally how to proceed. She'd met folks who tricked her into being swallowed by nether lips before. She'd done spelunking in many wombs in the past but they were all people she knew and trusted, and they were all with appropriate potions to ensure it was safe. Valrynn was acting awfully pleasant all of a sudden and that was somewhat suspicious.
\tThe best chance she had of checking the dragoness's intent was to do her best to get a good look at the pile of her gear by the pillar. The gemstone that read people's maliciousness would be glowing red if Val had any ill will or there was trickery to be had. IT took some shifting in place and a few seconds to focus but she saw that the gemstone was its normal teal coloration. The colour of ademane.
\tSafe. There was no devious intent, at least none that the relic could detect. That was the best and most certain she could be so she wasted no more time before she leaned down to press her lips to Val's clit, both paws on the scales on either side to part the vulva to expose the pink insides.
\tMuch like the musk of her cock, Val's pussy had an aromatic scent that was intoxicating to Fidget. She couldn't help but take in a deep breath, letting the heavy scent coat her lungs and tease the back of her throat, amplifying the taste of dragon meat in her mouth. Without thinking she did the best thing she could think of to please such a large dragon. She started teasing Val's pussy lips with all of her fingers, collecting every drop she could before smearing it all over herself and the flesh that so hungrily twitched in anticipation. All this while suckling at her clit and never letting go.
\tRight then she knew she may have gone in a bit too deep. Not into dragon pussy – that was quivering and squeezing around her forearm as she plunged her fist deep – but with Val in general. Fidget's forearms and upper body were now coated with two layers of the dragon's essence, each with their own concoction of musky, aromatic pheromones. She was soaked with cock juices, lube, and precum but then coated with the arousal of vaginal fluids as well. And all of the scents were swirling around the pair of them and clinging to her fur. There'd be no escaping it for days without a shower.
\tFidget had no intention of washing this out. She loved this kind of thing. She was adventurous.
\tShe tried her best to carry a conversation even as she started pumping her entire arm in and out of Val's pussy depths. “So. When was the last time you had someone take care of you?”
\t“Oh, I'm usually the one taking care of others. If they earn my trust.” Val agreed while happily enjoying the attention without shifting off her back. Her hind talons curled in the air, leg muscles twitching every time Fidget's knuckles slid past one of her sensitive pleasure points. “But it's been a few seasons. At least. I really need to find somone to truly take my seed.”
\t“Heh.” Fidget huffed to herself while slipping a second hand and arm inside. She began alternating pumps so one was all the way to the elbow but the other was only in as far as the wrist. “I mean, I can't breed with you but I'd be happy to take a load.”
\t“I can assure you I can breed anyone.” Val said. She was quite confident.
\tBut Fidget knew something Val didn't about her own body. “I can assure you that you cannot. Not wit me. Maybe pretty much anyone else, but I have-” She stopped to pull both arms out and then smear the resulting mess all over Val's balls, giving her some slick fluid to aid in a full bodied massage where she pressed arms and chest against the soft-scaled orbs. “I have a special condition. Because I can't use magic, I'm sterile. I can make eggs somehow – which is strange because neither of my parent races can do that – but I can't be bred. You're welcome to try, but I don't think it'll work.”
\t“Well then! I guess we'll have to give it our all. I would really like to breed properly again, though. It's been so long since my seed fertilized anything other than the soil beneath us.”
\tWhile still rubbing her entire arms around Val's orbs, something came up in the back of Fidget's mind. As she wrapped both biceps and forearms around each of the dragoness's balls with a gentle tug, she had her illuminating moment. “Wait! Wait! I think I can help you!” She then let go of both orbs, letting them plap against Val's loins while she crawled over the shaft and hopped off the dragon's belly to skip over to her gear by the pillar.
\tValrynn remained on her back but twisted her neck to watch and see what Fidget was doing. “What have you got in mind?”
\t“Okay, so you made it very clear you cannot and will not leave this place. Right?” Fidget asked while going through a handful of her potions, trying to remember which one would do the trick.
\t“I loyal to the land I seeded, yes.”
\t“And you need to breed, by the sounds of it. I can't be sure but I've been picking up on a lot of the things you've been saying and I get the impression that if you don't repopulate or something soon you're going to explode. Not literally, but emotionally. I can tell. You definitely need it. Plus if your flock has all passed on due to that ademane plague or whatever, I think I might be able to help you.”
\t“Help me with what?”
\tFidget grabbed a vial and dropped a few drips on her tongue, then took another drop and applied it directly to her lower abdomen, clit, and pussy lips. Once she corked the vial and returned it to her holster she turned to Val. “I know a friend way down south. I haven't seen them for a while but they're kinda like you but on the other end of the spectrum. You're hyper virile, they're hyper fertile. But you won't leave Tobirah'el and they won't leave Cottonwood Crescent. What if I was able to take some of your hyper virile seed to them and impregnate them with your offspring. Make a new flock?”
\tValrynn rolled over to all sixes but remained flat to the ground, her cock smearing its fluids all over the grasses. “And how exactly would you do that?” She was keenly curious.
\tFidget pointed to her potion set. “I mentioned just now that I can produce eggs naturally, but they're not fertile. My friend concocted a potion for me that would allow me to put things in those eggs. For safe keeping. Initially I wasn't sure what fun that would be aside from playing pranks on friends or unbirthing them if they were small enough. The eggs apparently keep whatever's inside in a state of stasis for up to a month. So what if you deposited some seed inside me and I got my eggs to trap some if it, which I then use on my friend? Act as a double surrogate for you?”
\t“Would you do that for me?” Val's expression grew softer as she looked like she was about to break down in tears of joy, a smile gradually spreading across her face.
\t“Why not? You've been kind to me. You could have torn me limb from limb and deposited each one at a different corner of the region but you didn't. And I think that'd be nice, to help someone who clearly needs it. Plus my friend is always looking for new people to help with breeding. Big bovine hybrid that can breed with anyone.” Fidget then got in real close and suggestively nodded and elbow nudged Valrynn's cheek. “And the other potion I took basically meant that my body can handle anything you throw at it. There's a reason I didn't fear you.”
\tVal's cheek nubs twitched a bit. “Anything?”
\tFidget nodded and stared directly into her blood red eyes. “Literally. Anything.”
\tWithout warning Valrynn scooped up Fidget with all four of her front legs, held her in a tight dragon hug, and nuzzled her deeply before lurching forward and slamming her to the grass. “Anything. You promise?” She said, one of her middle legs pinning Fidget to the ground, chest down and ass up.
\tShe didn't resist or struggle, she just glanced back over her shoulder to make eye contact. “Anything. Have at me.” She finished by wiggling her little doe-bunny tail, her ears flopped back. “Don't be gentle.”
\tVal's eyes lit up with excitement as her cock slowly slipped fully from its slit, the tip of it nearly touching the ground as it oozed a thick-scented slime. She flexed her loins, making her cock slap her belly and then spew a few webs all over Fidget's backside, literally soaking her so much she could barely wag her stubby tail. “Anything. All things.” Her telepathic voice was starting to go into feral mode from the moment she realized just how free she was to do whatever she wanted. Needed.
\tAnd beneath her Fidget happily kicked at the dirt to ensure her booty was raised as high as it could go. She had no fear. She knew her strengths and weaknesses. And even with Val claiming hyper virility she knew she'd be fine. In all her travels she'd never found a cock she couldn't take.
\tBut what she didn't anticipate was that Valrynn's cock wasn't anywhere near its final form. Even being as thick as Fidget's thigh it still had plenty of room to grow. So when Val clenched her loins and tensed her cock so that the tapered tip came to rest between Fidget's rump cheeks, she just grinned and leaned into it, arching her back to eagerly angle herself just right.
\tWithout hesitation Val leaned into Fidget with all her weight, the bulging brim of her cock forcing the courier's lips wide, stretching the flesh and distending her from clit to tail base. Both of them were soaked in their own concoction of fluids and were appropriately well lubricated so even though Fidget was a fraction of Valrynn's size, her flesh dilated with ease and let that massive cock in.
\tShe didn't just push back to take more, she also kept her tail happily wiggling and wagging as her hooves clacked and she broadly grinned. The sensation of having such a massive shaft plow through her, displacing her insides to make room for its girth was exactly the sort of side quest she sought on such a long delivery. Her walls were taut but not too sensitive, hungrily swallowing Val as the dragoness leaned harder and harder into her.
\tOnly a few ridges of the dragon's cock had plunged into her before the tapered tip found its way into her cervix. For normal partners and normal ladies this was the final stop; Fidget was not normal and neither was val. Both leaned into each other and Valrynn's cock tip dilated her cervix with the same as as when it parted her plump pussy lips and entered her womb with no resistance.
\tFidget could not only feel but see the bulge in her belly forming as a quarter of the dragoness's cock forced its way into her. The sensation of the ridges and bumps and rings around Val's length were accented along her inner walls as there was such a discrepancy between their sizes. Most notably was the throbbing veins lining the side of her cock that created a pulsating sensation with every beat of her heart. This not only amplified the pressure in waves but also emphasized the friction every time that massive member slipped another ridge deeper.
\tValrynn started growling and clawing at the ground, head down as she bucked her hips, practically forcing Fidget to be shoved across the yellow grasses towards one of the pillars. She even went so far as to reach out to brace herself against that pillar for extra leverage as she applied more pressure. She could feel the tightness of the cervical ring wrapped around her shaft between ridges, adding extra emphasis whenever another one popped in.
\tTo Fidget's delight, the bulge in her abdomen didn't stop making its way up her torso, eventually ending up between her breasts. She had ribs but the potion made them temporarily malleable enough that they might as well have been made of cartilage. Rigid but flexible. She cradled her own belly and started stroking herself to amplify the sensations along the dragon's shaft, pausing to give extra attention to one of the bulges of the ridges lining the underside of her member.
\tAnd this was when she started to realize why Val was double checking before burying her meat. The dragoness's cock was already massive inside her but even with it tightly snug inside her, forming a bulge all the way down her torso, it was growing wider and longer. Right as Valrynn had gone as deep as she reasonably could given the circumstances – Which was well within what Fidget was expecting – she pinned Fidget again and started to pull out and thrust in again. Only the second thrust was notably thicker. The cock expanding in girth while inside.
\tFidget had a moment of concern before accepting it and moving on. She not only pushed back and casually demanded more, but she also decided to really test her luck by grunting up at Valrynn. “All that talk, is that all you have?” She was joking but got the exact response she wanted.
\tValrynn picked up the pace and started bucking like a stallion, full thrusts from tip to about half way down the shaft. Even at her best, Fidget could only take about half the length before the tip was lodged somewhere in her throat. The girth of the thing had completely displaced her hips, and much of her lower belly was basically just the shape of the dragoness's cock.
\tWhat organs? What bones? Fidget was a malleable mass of flesh and sensual tissue. The potion she took gave her virtually limitless adaptability. To a normal person that concoction would let them take a horse or dragon without issue. For her, since potion effects were amplified, she could handle anything and would be back to normal as soon as her arousal died down.
\tSo the fact that Valrynn's cock had expanded inside her to be so thick it was as wide as her hips before penetration was somewhat surprising but not unwelcome. Fidget did all she could to lean into it and giggle happily, joyously reveling in the sensation of being stretched well beyond what one might consider safe. By this point she had very limited muscle control. With Val bucking into her, half the length of the shaft plunging in and out of her, distending her entire torso with every thrust, she basically was just being used as a toy.
\tAnd she was completely happy with that. She loved the sensation of being stretched so wide her hips were displaced. That her entire body was thinly stretched around Valrynn's endowment. She loved it. Her limbs remained under her control even if her torso was little more than a hyper-dilated fuck sleeve for her partner, so she hugged herself to amplify the tightness as best she could, bringing her feet up to stroke Val's base with her ankles.
\tOf course this just pushed Valrynn over the edge a little bit more. She let go of the pillar and put all her weight into Fidget, burying as much of her shaft as possible, stretching the bunny-doe so much that her cock tip was actually bulging out her neck and forcing her to keep a very rigid pose.
\tFidget was both delighted and concerned at this point. Not for her own safety but for Val's perception. For Valrynn was about two thirds of a three meter long cock buried in Fidget – a gal that was barely over a meter tall in total – and she wasn't doing anal. That cock was buried in pussy and ramming the womb up into the back of her throat, which meant that the cum would have nowhere to go. If she'd gone in the back door it would have coursed through her system and erupted out her maw.
\tEither way, Fidget continued to do all she could to accommodate her partner even though she was stretched so thin that she could almost see the pink of Valrynn's cock and the blue of her throbbing veins through her own flesh. She caressed the ridges and bumps even as the cock continued to swell, now twice as thick as she was to begin with.
\tShe was pinned under the dragoness, who was now gripping her on the sides with both of her middle legs, holding her in place as she bucked wildly. A deep, rumbling roar of pleasure started to reverberate through the pair of them, pleasuring them equally as Fidget prepared for the final burst. She had no vaginal muscle control at this point and was little more than a toy, which made it extra kinky when Valrynn wrapped both those middle talons around her midsection and started using The bunny-doe's entire body to stroke her length.
\tBetween the bucking and the stroking and the fact that the entirety of Fidget's body was stretched and distended well beyond three times its normal girth, it wasn't long at all before the friction of her pussy flesh sliding up and down Val's cock brought the dragoness to an appropriately superlative climax.
\tHer balls clenched, her cock throbbed and twitched, and her cock vein pulsated as she shot eruption after eruption of her extra thick seed into Fidget's depths. Hundreds of litres of it per spurt. The viscous fluid sloshed around her, swirling around her womb and escaping into her pussy only to be trapped inside her by the grip of Valrynn's claws around her hips, forming a seal of her flesh around the girth of the cock.
\tMore and more eruptions of seed inflated her further, forcing her to expand like a bubble on her cock. There was so much thick fluid in her that every part of her rippled as it coursed through her.
\tShe swelled further but even her body had a limit. As Valrynn's cock pumped another load into her, the pressure became too much and a high pressure spray of cum erupted from between her clit and the underside of Val's shaft with enough pressure to knock over one of the piles of nearby cobblestones,
\tThis seemed to be the climax Valrynn needed because the dragoness then roared to the sky with so much force it made the grass around them blow over in waves, the reverberations of it causing a ripple in Fidget's body due to the fact she was basically a cum bubble at this point.
\tSuch a body rocking climax meant that Valrynn's grip loosened and the pressure in Fidget dissipated instantly as a torrential flood of dragon seed erupted from deep within her, splashing and refracting off Val's Thighs to roll over each and every building in the village. The tsunami of cum that escaped her as she deflated literally coated every rock and blade of grass in the village before finally soaking into the dirt and leaving the entire region smelling of dragon musk.
\tThe pressure of the cum erupting form her pussy had her launched off Val's cock tip to land somewhere near the pillar that held all her stuff as her melty figure struggled to regain its natural shape. Fortunately, the seed tsunami went in the other direction and her gear was left untouched aside from the thick aromatic scent of musk.
\tShe crawled over to her stuff as her flesh constricted back to its normal form, bones grinding back into place and organs gurgling back to their designation regions of her torso. At the same time, Valrynn's eyes were rolled back in her skull as she shakily got to all six of her feet, cock so big even then that two thirds of it were laying heavily in the grass. Fidget had not been in a position to gauge its size with it expanding her like that; the beast must have been for meters long!
\tUndeterred and left only with a proper womb full of dragon seed, Fidget casually started equipping herself once more with her gear. She could feel that her cervix had sealed up with at least a liter of hyper-virile seed, the next package she planned to deliver.
\t“So that's it? You're just leaving?” Val asked, mildly upset.
\tFidget walked over to her, now fully equipped with her mostly dry gear. She had to be careful, as the ground was now muddy with thick dragon seed and her hooves were thin and not the best in mud. “My dear, I have to keep a schedule on my delivery and now that I'm gravid with your seed I have to go find your surrogate as soon as I can.” She pressed her forehead to Valrynn's snout before backing away with a wave. “I'll be sure to come back, if you'd like to see what comes of your essence! This here's going to be sealed up in a shell within the next few hours, then it'll be held for safe keeping until I am able to find its recipient.”
\tValrynn watched as her new friend and surrogate daughter made her way to the end of the church, not sure what to say. She waved with one of her middle legs as her cock got slurped back up into its slit. “Please do visit whenever you can. You know how to find me, right?”
\t“I do, yeah!” Fidget said, now standing between the front two pillars of the ruins of the church. She then paused for a moment before laughing to herself.
\t“What's so funny?” Val asked.
\t“I was just thinking to myself, you were right.”
\t“Yes, I usually am but what about in particular?”
\tFidget grinned, baring her broken fang to the dragoness, the squishy mess of cum sloshing around in her. She glanced around one last time to the fields of yellow grasses and the rainbow of flowers and the beauty of the sunset over the northern treeline. “You really weren't speaking metaphorically. You were being literal when you said you blanketed the land in your seed. Huh. How about that?”
\tShe offered one final salute and then headed on her way, careful to not get stuck in the mud as she did her best to stick to the mostly-intact cobblestone road ways.
\tThis had been one fun side quest and now she had a couple of tasks ahead of her. What a delivery that overflowed her in more ways than one.