Pee in Cayda

“You want me… to pee in you?” you regard the white dragon with some uncertainty as her smile widens and her scaled eyebrows raise.

“Oh, yesss, little human…” Cayda’s claw tips rub along the outer edges of her pussy as she huffs in acknowledgment of you following her line of reasoning, “Not… to worry, my body will absorb it into my bladder, and then…mmmn… we can enjoy one another a while. If you would like…hmmm?”

At this point, your legs are quavering as much as the fat female’s, as you shift trying not to start spilling onto the floorboards, Noctrus farting again on the sofa as he tells you to go ahead and have fun- he doesn’t mind relaxing and watching either, as you can hear his claw is also busy with his own privates. You sigh as you turn back to face Cayda, who lies down on the floor with a thump, reclining on her side as she uses her claw to part the blue folds of her sex, sighing as she invites you to come closer so she can get you inside. She nods that the toilet is at the end of the hall, doing her best not to make you too uncomfortable, but as she rubs her claw tips along her folds again and pokes them down inside her sex, it’s clear the dragon would very much prefer you join her, as she watches your gaze with her forked tongue lolling as she pants heavily. At this point you’re not entirely sure you’d make it to the end of the hall anyway, and since she does seem quite needy and has been very gentle with you and you’re already naked anyways… you exhale as you approach her, laying down as she gives a lustful little growl and curls her claw across your lower back, pushing your legs towards her parted labial folds. You feel the sticky heat as the bottoms of your feet make contact with her sexual flesh, Cayda wasting no time as she begins to push you inside herself with a long moan as you hear Noctrus grunting and pawing his cock on the couch; intensely vulgar as he may be, you’re relieved to see your friend is feeling well enough to resume his usual masturbation. The white dragon’s moans are broken with a soft laughter as she notes your half-erect shaft, which in truth is the only reason you haven’t started pissing across her belly at this point, but she is aware of your need and doesn’t dawdle with pulsing along your penis as she sexually swallows your waist as the female dragons before her seemed wont to do, sighing as she shuts her lovely blue eyes with a gasp as she simply continues using her claw to push you deeper inside her light blue vagina, the natural slipperiness of her open shaft taking you inside in a prolonged steady squelch. In a few brief moments, her wet and slippery flesh slurps across your neck and head, your nose filling with the warm musky scent of dragon pussy as the bluish glow of her inner space illuminates your slimy surroundings, the folds of her vagina closing over the top of your head with one last slippery spluftch, as you feel a shudder of pleasure from Cayda at having taken you all the way inside her.

“G-goood human…. huhhnn…” the dragon’s claw tips brush gently through your hair as she reassures you while enjoying the feeling of how wet your presence is making her, as you feel the slimy heat all along your body, “Now, you just relax in there and let it out. I will behave myself until you have finished, sweetie.”

It takes a moment with the sleek heat of the reptile’s vulva all around you for you to become flaccid enough to urinate, but once you do the relief is palpable as you piss up into the sticky flesh encasing you, your shuddering exhalation met with a moaning sigh without as Cayda’s flesh pulses with a flutter along your body, the filthy female too heated to conceal her enjoyment fully from you as you drench her inner walls. The position is admittedly a bit awkward, as you feel the hot wetness of your urine spreading along your groin and navel while you pee, trickling down your hips and pooling along your buttocks, but the relief is so intense as to muffle any feelings of embarrassment you might have, and Cayda’s appreciation of the situation makes you feel a bit less uncomfortable. You feel a bit of a heady bliss outside of just the usual relief at having emptied your bladder, but the daydream dragon senses your uncertainty before you ask, reassuring you that the feeling is normal as your whole body is supposed to feel cleansed and refreshed. She clenches her sex around you as she explains this, keeping you held firmly but comfortably inside and against her for several moments, as you feel the sticky heat of her vaginal walls and slippery wetness replacing the warm damp of your pee, and when she relaxes you are covered only in your shared sweat and her slimy secretions. Cayda’s voice calls down to you to tell you what a good and sweet human you are, encouraging you to relax and enjoy yourself as she sticks a claw inside her slit to pet your hair once more, her purring so deep you can hear it faintly as an exhale between a sigh and a huff dimly reaches your ears.

“There’s a good human, yes…” she tightens and loosens her sex around you once more, pressing the slimy heat of her flesh all over your naked body, “You just enjoy and let me make you feel excited and happy, that I may feel it with you. Let us share pleasures within and without, little friend.”

You feel the dragon rocking back as she clenches her vagina against you again, the warm walls holding you snugly on all sides as you feel the motion of her body, slowly relaxing her grip as she lies down on her back with an exhalation from her nostrils as she feels you breathing into her pussy. The white dragon begins to pulse her sex across you, her breath coming in little gasps and moans which are just loud enough for you to hear before a long huff as her tongue lolls and she gives you another lengthy squeeze, moaning and exhaling sharply, voicing her satisfaction through a lusty growl as she feels your penis poking up into her vulva. She tucks her claw inside, patting your head gently as she brushes the tips through your hair, sighing and breathing deeply as she contracts and relaxes, relaxes and contracts, pulsing rapidly and then slowing down as she gasps and her moan breaks into a throaty growl as she grips your whole body inside her own once more, huffing as she enjoys the feeling of your firm cock, encouraging you to wriggle a little so she can feel you moving inside. As you squirm and feel the tactile pleasure of her slippery walls along your sensitive shaft, she gasps again, holding you firmly as you receive a heady feedback of her own bliss, the rush of the daydream dragon’s empathetic loop sending a shiver through your body that sends a much greater shiver of pleasure through hers, which in turn feeds back into your own, the feeling only intensifying as she continues to play with you. You feel lightheaded and elated, wriggling gently before the walls grip you in yet another prolonged embrace, a hint of fruitiness, like a sweet punch, filling your nostrils as your squirming and her own inner motion slowly works the daydream dragon towards orgasm.

“Huhhh… huhh… good human… you like my nice warm pussy, don’t you, sweet one?” Cayda moans as she pulses along you a few times, growling with relish as she feels the little bit of pre from your cock, returning with a little moan a small spot of her own across your feet, “Mmnn! I’m… getting close now… but I didn’t want to… get you off too quickly in there… I know my vagina can be… overwhelming so I… tried to go a bit… huhfff… slower… mmnn… uhhnn…!”

The dragon continues enjoying you with deep embraces and little flickers of her undulating walls, pulsing more rapidly between her embraces as she begins to dribble her warm fruity scent onto your toes and ankles over the next several minutes. You feel the bliss along with her as she cums in warm little spurts and droplets, your own shaft hard and sticky and almost painfully close to bursting except for the fact that she seems to be synchronizing her sexual rhythms and motions with you, keeping you as close as she can alongside her as you ask absently if she’s using her daydream dragon abilities. She sighs in reply that she’s merely listening to your body empathetically, that her kind happens to be a bit more naturally intuitive and that making you feel good makes her feel good and then she can make you both feel even better, as you give a little affirmative moan into the heat of her slippery blue flesh by way of reply. In the constant state of warmth and bliss, little fruity droplets spattering your sweaty, slimy skin intermittently, you feel her pressing and pulsing and squeezing and slight squirming as she encourages your wriggling, rewarding your motions with another long clench and a loud and throaty moan, and then you feel your cock flinch and burst into her, before an instant later she bursts all over you, drenching you from the bases of your feet to your forehead, oozing past your hair to dribble out the edges of her sex, as she makes a cry between a moan and a roar and then collapses. You can hear her deep purring faintly between panting as she catches her breath and returns the little prickles of excitement to you as you catch yours, exhaling into the slime and sticky walls as she clenches with a laugh along your cum-covered body, brushing your hair with a claw as she asks breathlessly if you had a nice time down there and you gasp out that yes, you certainly did, eliciting a satisfied hum from Cayda.

“Try a little of my cum, sweet friend, it tastes fruity and bright,” you feel the pressure of Cayda’s claw as she pats the outside of her lower belly to encourage you, “Don’t worry, all of your pee has been absorbed into my bladder, so you’re only tasting the good stuff in there.”

You take a small lick of the sticky bluish slime as you hear the dragon give a moaning sigh, slowly contracting her walls to slather you in her slime as she pushes you out bit by bit, the smooth back of her claw caressing your slick skin as you squelch and slide back out of her sex. Sighing and purring, the white dragon brings you to her maw for the customary cleaning, her bright blue tongue slurping along your legs and lapping at your navel, giving your whole head a deep kiss with a giggle as she sucks her seed from your skin, licking her white lips with a satisfied smile as she tells you how you now taste just as sweet and delicious as you made her feel. There’s another loud fart form the couch, as you turn to see that Noctrus has taken to playing with Prem while you’ve been occupied, the black dragon laying on his side as he curls the opposum’s muzzle into his rump with a hind leg, likely having invited her over when she emerged to see what all the noise from Cayda was about; you’re thankful you missed that little argument. You wrinkle your nose as the opossum groans and gives a muffled complaint as the dragon keeps her pinned tightly to his tail hole, both dragons chuckling as Cayda informs you that she opened a window and Noct promising that he’s just relieving some of the pent up gas from breakfast he was holding in, jiggling his big balls with a claw as he assures you he will have plenty to share with you after your new friend is all finished playing. Cayda smiles and resumes her cleaning, giggling gently as she explores your dick with her tongue and lips, enjoying your reactions though she is aware it is too soon for you to get erect again, Noctrus chuckling as he paws and watches you two and sighing as a series of little poots leak from his rear end.

“Mmm… a big part of me wishes to tuck you back inside and keep going, little friend. That would be very nice, would it not?” the white dragon’s hind legs quaver as she traces a claw along the slippery outline of her sex, huffing across your chest as you wonder if she’s about to enjoy you again already, “But, since it is too soon for you to get off once more with me without magical aid, and you did pee inside of me, I should love to return the gesture, and pee all over you, dear little human. Let’s go to the bathroom together, shall we?”

Cradling you to her chest with a foreleg, the dragon ambles on three towards the corridor at the back of the house, the blue fur on her ankle feeling soft along your own as she carries you, purring deeply and humming a little tune. The maroon curtain envelops you momentarily as you pass underneath, giving way to reveal a small hallway with five doors, two on either side and one on the end, the dragon’s claws clacking along the wooden floor as she continues to the door at the far end, resting on her haunches a moment as she turns the knob and enters with you. The restroom is spacious without being ostentatious, featuring a crème interior with a coral pink rug and a large shower with what appears to be some sort of opaque glass door, Cayda explaining that she prefers this set up as she sets you down on the rug and steps inside the shower after a little pull on the handle, starting the water as she continues humming and invites you to join her. As she has you adjust the water to your liking, stepping under for a quick rinse just to refresh you and remove any dragon saliva, you note the walls are covered in a crème padding, the healer explaining she very much values comfort and… it makes it more enjoyable to smush little friends, she teases with a chuckle as she turns and flattens you against the wall with a heavy press of her hindquarters, the smooth musky scales across your chest as you feel the cushioned padding condense like a firm pillow along your back as she applies more pressure to demonstrate. Releasing you a moment later with a chuckle, she stops the water and places a claw across your chest, pushing you down onto your back along the warm floor of the shower space, which appears to be made of a single spongier cushion surrounding the drain, the dragon huffing and sighing as she shifts forward and squats her bright blue pussy down near your head, giving you a view of the glistening outside, and it still smells like fruit punch since she hasn’t bothered to wash it.

“Don’t worry, little friend,” the dragon pokes her claw tips inside herself with a little moan, parting the folds as she brings herself lower to tease you with the sight of her urethra, “I drank a lot of tea earlier before you arrived, so I’m covering you in that. Your pee will likely come out with my next release, based on previous experience. This will feel very nice... and warm.”

As you lay on the wet spongy floor of the shower, you expect to feel the hot stream of urine begin cascading down across your face any moment, based on the multiple experiences you’ve had being pissed on by dragons now. Instead, you see the hot sticky folds sinking down towards your head along with the scaly white loins as Cayda brings herself down to sit her dragon pussy along your face, everything going sweaty and dark as the smell of her secretions fills your nostrils as you feel her sex parting across the bridge of your nose, along with a sound between a sigh and an amorous growl from the dragon above as she plants and parts her pussy on you. Her flanks wiggling from side to side as you feel the shifting of her hind legs near your arms and elbows as she sits, the familiar blue light of her vagina begins to fill your vision as her dragonhood splits to swallow you up to your cheeks, the raunchy reptile grinding and rubbing herself along your features as you hear her huff and moan above, pressing and clenching as she enjoys having you beneath and between her legs once more. But Cayda isn’t inclined to bring herself to climax again, and soon stops rubbing her sticky, slimy sexual folds around your face and sits still a moment, then, with a long sigh, you feel and partially see a rush of warm yellow liquid as the female begins relieving herself onto you, the dragon’s urine spraying point blank across your forehead and nose as the droplets and splashing stream wet your cheeks and upper lip from the moment she begins. Keeping herself seated quite heavily to ensure you aren’t squirming away from her, Cayda’s tongue lolls as she huffs and you feel the sticky edges of her sex shifting slightly so she can hose closer to your chin a little while, though in actuality her position seems to make little difference as the fact that she’s sitting and peeing on your head means your whole face is getting sprayed continually from the splashing stream of her hot urine regardless of where she’s technically aiming her urethra.

“Mmmmhnnn… that’s a good little human… huhh…” Cayda calls down as she relieves herself, the words reaching the edges of your partly covered ears over the squelch of her vagina and the continual sound of her peeing, “Hhnnn… you just relax and enjoy that wetness and warmth, sweetie…almost done now…. uuhhmnn…”

The steady stream subsides several seconds later, as you hear the dragon’s indulgent sigh again above and feel another warm splash and a few trickling droplets spill across your cheek, before the big sticky pussy gives a last little rubbing wiggle and you feel Cayda’s weight rising off of your head. She smiles down with a giggle as you stand and wipe the piss from your cheeks, starting the water again as she begins to soap up her claws to more properly wash you, and you ask her about the glass as she lathers your body with the scent of lemons and sugar. You regret this question as she giggles and turns to demonstrate, pressing you to the shower door with a shove of her plump white posterior, this time wiggling her backside until she feels your nose poking up her pucker, giving a small grunt as she passes a teeny toot in your nostrils with a noticeable stench, keeping you smushed against the glass as she rubs it in and explains that your rude position is quite visible to an observer from the other side, and she loves entertaining guests in this way. Releasing you from her rear a moment later, she resumes washing you, sniffing you all over to enjoy the lemon freshness of your cleaned skin.

“There we are, little one, all fresh and clean!” Cayda plants a big wet kiss across your forehead, nuzzling and purring against your chest before stepping out to fetch a fluffy pink towel, drying you with both claws as she rests on her haunches, leaning close to huff and growl lustily in your ear, “And it is going to be such a wonderful time stinking you up again, too!”

You start to protest as the dragon giggles and turns to wrap her tail around your middle, surprised by the flexibility of her appendage as she pulls your naked body against the smooth scales of her fat rump, wet with moisture from the shower, though unfortunately for your nose, quite otherwise unwashed. Her warm blue anus isn’t filthy, but you can smell and feel a smidge of dried dragon dung as she carries you wrapped into her backside with her tail tucked between her legs, wondering by the sounds she’s making if she’s using the tip to rub the edges of her pussy again, or if she’s got a foreclaw down there, as you feel her sauntering out of the restroom and a short ways down the hall, the folds of her tail hole opening with a horrible hiss as raw dragon fart stink floods your nose and you groan into her back end, Cayda giggling with a little “whoops!” as she opens the door and walks into the room, her tail keeping your face firmly in place as her filthy fart festers warmly. You feel her pivoting slowly before her tail loosens its grip and deposits you atop a large quilted surface, but before you have time to properly take ion your surroundings, you see the wide white backside sitting down over you once more, covering your chest as Cayda’s bright blue pucker gives you a sloppy smooch, blowing you a stinky little prrbbtt as she sits on you and scoots in her toot with a deep huff. The fat female doesn’t stay seated for long though, as you feel her tail curling across your shoulders and back to tuck you flush against her rump once again, the white dragon shifting backwards across the bedspread, her butt hole burbling a series of wet little toots as she giggles at your groans, pushing you with her plump posterior as she scoots and wiggles her butt against you, face kept flush in her stink hole thanks to her thick tail, getting you positioned against the pillows where she rests a moment. Her tail drapes idly as she keeps you pinned to the pillows while you hear some shuffling up front, along with the unmistakable sounds of her continued pawing and little huffs and growls, then she curls her tail across you yet again, pulling you underneath her to sit on you a moment and fart and wiggle briefly as you hear her snicking above, registering she’s taken you beneath the blankets before she grabs your hind legs with her own, the scales of her lower right leg across your buttocks as she pulls you along with her as she lays on her back. The smell of her anus meeting your face again does nothing to assuage the dizziness from the incredible flexibility of her movements, as you feel the heat of her labia near your feet as she giggles and huffs, using her claw to tease her folds along your feet and toes as you wonder if she’s going to stuff you back inside her dragon pussy, but instead Cayda sighs and farts and holds you in place with her hind leg, wiggling her haunches to rub in some of the smell.

“Mmmm… a little bit of fun, just to feel you with my body, little friend,” she sighs as you feel her pleasuring herself with your feet again, “Your skin feels so nice against my sensitive scales and pussy-flesh, indeed. Although…I do not much enjoy this awkward position for us, no.”

Cayda relaxes her hind leg and lets you slide to the mattress once more, leaning forward to sit on you fully, scooting her plump rump as you hear her masturbating with a claw a few moments, before she shifts her weight to pass a wet fllurrmppntt with a long and indulgent sigh tapering into a huffing pant as she scoots and paws some more.

“Mmnnn… prrupppbmnntt! Huhhnn… that’s much better, huh, little one? Just… frrrummpptt… feeling you against my nice big butt, sharing my dragon farts…” she shifts her bulk and passes a longer flaarrppmmnntt into the covers with a pleasured rumble from both ends, pawing more vigorously for a moment as she rubs in the stink across your entire face, “Huhhnn… yessss… nice and simple and very stinky, the best way to enjoy a cute human cushion, hmm hmm… mmmm….frrippttt!”

“Urrghh… Cayda!” you groan and cough as the sulphuric stench from the female’s second massive fart festers hotly beneath the blankets, her sweaty scaly bottom rubbing slowly against your cheeks and nose, “Is farting in my face really part of the healing process? Do you pass gas on all of your patients, you dirty dragon?”

Your complaints and calling her dirty only serving to make her more heated, the reptile replies with a huffing growl as you hear the sticky sound of her claw tips prodding and rubbing at her pussy with a moan for several moments, but nonetheless feel her scooting downwards. The white dragon takes to pleasuring herself across your knees as a few females have tried before, making little sighing moans as she giggles and uses her claw to air some of the worst of her flatulence from the sheets.

“Huhh… N-no, human, to answer both your questions very simply,” she scoots back and passes a small prrffbbtt up your nose, heavily rubbing in the smell as she considers her second answer, letting another couple poots leak from her warm wrinkled hole, “It depends- my body has powerful healing properties, in addition to the soothing nature of my daydream magics. Our healing nature is quite unique, so when these properties are discovered in a species, be we dragon or other talking animal…” she pauses to pass another long frrruppmmnnnpptt, moaning and pleasuring a moment as her forked tongue lolls, sensing your poor nose needs a break before you start coughing and squirming beneath her butt, “We usually devote ourselves to learning the healing arts to enhance our gods-given gifts. But to be more specific- as you probably felt invigorated after I peed on you and as I healed Noct’s wounds with my saliva, my fart fumes are good for relieving congestion or a headache and cheering melancholy, and to the latter, I only play with my patients when I can smell and sense they will enjoy it. This is most of- frrupppnntt- mmnnn… take a nice whiff!- prrubbllffnntt- ahhh, nice and wet for you, my little fart cushion! Huhhhrrr… now, what was I…? Ah, yes!” She scoots in her farts slowly once more, petting your hair with a claw when you need a break before she finishes speaking with a gentle giggle, “My magic was for healing and my pussy for your comfort, but this is just for fun. Most patients, like yourself, have an idea of what they are getting into when visiting a dragon healer, after all.”

Flurrrpppllrrbbtt! Frruppffnnbbtt! Prruppbbllnnntt! Ffrrippbbnntt! Pprrummbbnntt!

Cayda continues to fill the sheets with her rumbling, bubbling dragon farts, wiggling her heavy haunches as she sweats and scoots in the stench, her wet flatulence festering in thick, dirty clouds that smell somewhere between rotten eggs and dragon dung. Her warm, wet anus presses deeply across your nose as she sits, the fat female panting as she leans forward to grunt and sigh and begin releasing another powerful dragon fart, leaning back as the wind blows hot and ripe from her bowels, a rush of warm air across your features and a little series of bubbling vibrations as you feel as much as hear the echo from her bowels when she sits down more heavily on your face in the middle of a long fart. While the sheer stench is leaving you feeling a bit lightheaded- though you wonder if the elation is related to her gas’ healing properties?- you can almost hear the sheets rippling as she blasts some of her longer farts, her unfurled anus sending a little blue glow beneath the blankets as she breaks wind, though of course most of the noise is the actual wind gusting out from her scaly rear end, accompanied by her huffs and sighs of pleasure and relief and the steady squelch of her masturbating. Having been sitting on you for several murky minutes now- her entire body giving you too much of an emotional high to judge time clearly as her pleasure washes over you in waves of bliss and excitement like her dragon farts blow over you in waves of pure hot stink- Cayda has grown attuned to your needs and limits, as you hear her soft giggle each time before you start coughing on her fresh or accumulated odors, the warm and steady stickiness of her large vagina slapping along your knees and sliding wetly over your legs as her larger body desires continual stimulation from yours, as you sigh and grimace in her gaseous fumes, appreciating the cooling sensation imparted to your face, covered in the sweat of her rump and your own, as she fans her claw before you and tugs at the blankets, airing things out before another little grumble from her bowels sends her bottom scooting or plopping back down on you, her weight pressing you deep into the mattress momentarily before she adjusts her positioning.

“Huhh… mmm… hrrnnn… prubtt! Mmmnn…” You can feel her **** as Cayda teases out her last little toot, staying seated on you for a few moments longer as she scoots it in, the sounds of her masturbation slowing as you imagine she must have gotten off at least once more by now, judging from the spikes of bliss you’ve been getting off of her, waiting a moment still smelling her dragon butt as you realize if she’s waiting for her incredible volume of flatulence to dissipate before she gets off you, it might be another hour.

“Phheeew! Someone’s been having some smelly fun in here! I’m not sure a wash is going to do much good for that stink, little friend!”

You squirm to encourage the **** reptile to remove her rude rump as you hear Noctrus’ laughter from the other side of the room. With a long sigh and a small whine, you finally feel the white dragon scooting all the way off, shifting on the mattress as she pulls the fouled and sweaty sheets from overtop of you. You blink a moment in the light that isn’t coming from the glow of her tail hole, looking around the room and fanning the air as your eyes adjust, Cayda laughing as she mercifully uses her large wings to help dissipate the incredible stench with which she’s filled the bedroom; chuckling as she notices your frown at the window to the left of the bed being too small to be of great use against her powerful dragon farts. The room is lightly furnished with a wooden dresser next to the door, a bookshelf against the wall next to the window and a large dark green recliner with a small coral pink cushion- appropriately sized for a smaller human or anthro to lay against- tucked in the corner opposite the bed, along with another writing desk with an inkwell and a stack of papers. You feel Cayda’s warm forelegs wrapping around your sweaty body as she pulls you along her plump belly and against her chest, with an eager little growl and a deep purr, her warm nostrils flaring as she sniffs your face all over, laughing and groaning as she grimaces at the stink she’s passed and rubbed all over your head; unlike some dragons, she huffs and takes another couple whiffs, as you begin to suspect by the little sounds coming from her throat she rather appreciates the stench she’s left on you, in spite of the wet snorting from her large nostrils as she groans and exhales several times.

“Mmm… I think friend Noct is right, little one!” Cayda nuzzles and kisses your belly, purring as she sniffs and snorts and snickers, “You are going to need quite a good scrubbing to get the smell of my farts off you. Hrmmmn… as is this bed, though I don’t mind sleeping with my own smells.” She finishes sniffing the sheets and releases you from her embrace with a brush of her claw down your chest, sprawling across the light blue blankets with a smile, “All yours now, Noctrus. Have fun with your cute little human.”

“Oh, he is not my human, he is just a good friend of mine,” Noctrus explains as you climb down from the bed and cross the room, inclining his head as he takes a few sniffs, recoiling with a grimace, “Phwaw, Cayda! Spirits, your farts are just rotten!”

“Oh, don’t tell me you can’t handle another dragon’s gas, Noct,” the white dragon snickers as you hear her rubbing against the mattress with a little huff, “I only ate my usual breakfast- chickpea and spinach quiches with tea. And a third of my little stink potion.”

“Aha! No wonder you were playing back here so long,” the black dragon shakes his head and returns her grin, looking to you with a wink, “Our friend Cayda has a fun brew designed for enhancing a dragon’s capacity for flatulence, combining with our naturally high volume. If she’d drank half that tonic, she’d have been stinking you up for a good hour.”

“Mmmm… well, if you would like to visit again, little one, I will be sure to store up plenty of gas for you,” Cayda’s claw slides underneath her big belly as she watches you from the bed, “Hrrmnn… naturally and alchemically, lots of big… wet… uhhnn… dragon farts, all for you.”

Noctrus chuckles as the white dragon huffs a farewell, and you exit the bedroom with him as he fans a claw before his snout and tells you that while he would love to carry you, you smell too bad and need to be washed before he’s willing to get too close. Personally, you don’t think Noctrus’ farts smelled any better than Cayda’s, but you suppose dragons are used to their own smells, and decide not to argue the point as you turn and head back towards the bathroom, asking instead where Prem went. The black dragon chuckles as he tells you that Cayda had you in her bed for over half an hour at least, and he finished his farting fun with the opposum shortly after you two headed for the shower earlier, already having washed her himself before she went back to her room to read. You head into the shower and start the water again as the black dragon lathers his claws before washing you, smiling as he tugs at your penis and kisses your chest, pouting as he sees you already got off with the healer and aren’t ready to go again yet, but smiling at you as he raises a hind leg to show you he kept his promise and is still ready to play with you.

“Hmmm, first, I need to pee, though,” the black dragon declares as he stands with his large dick aimed towards your head, cornering you awkwardly near the right wall of the shower as you both wait for his erection to soften so he can piss, “Heheh, give me a moment, you made me rather excited!”

“You’re such a dirty dragon, Noct,” you reach out to rub his big blue shaft, warm and tacky against your hands as the dragon huffs and laughs and squirms, protesting he needs to empty his bladder before his balls on you.

“Are you doing okay, though, little one?” the dragon exhales through his nostrils and sighs as he feels your hands leave his arousal, concentrating on loosening his cock again, “I had hoped visiting Cayda might be helpful for us both, honestly. Daydream dragons can be very soothing to talk and play with, and, despite our little arguments, she is a dear old friend.”

“…I think so, now…” you say after some time, patting the reptile’s groin in lieu of not being able to reach his face from his angle, “There was much happening and my emotions in the moment differ from what I’m feeling now, but, I don’t feel as frightened after speaking with her. I also can’t say I won’t feel differently later.”

“Mmm, that is a fair assessment, yes,” the black dragon begins urinating over your chin and chest, his hot piss steaming from the tip of his dick with a long sigh, “Perhaps you should visit her again soon? It is a short flight here, and I can give you proper directions. Gods know it would give me an excuse to make better on actually having tea with her as well.”

“I would like that,” you smile at him before he catches your face more directly with his bright and musky yellow stream, as you raise your hands and turn away, “Uggh, filthy beast.”

“Hrrhnn, careful…” Noctrus continues peeing on your face as he leans a little closer so that he spatters you a bit more forcefully, his large body shuddering with relief, “You’re going to make me harden up again.”

Finally finishing his peeing a few moments later, Noctrus sighs and shakes his dragon dick a few times with a claw to fling a last few droplets at you with a chuckle before he lowers his hind leg, the urine gurgling down the drain as he restarts the water to rinse you off once more. Of course, a half-filled bladder isn’t the only thing the raunchy reptile saved for you, and no sooner has his dragon pee been rinsed from your cheeks than he asks if Cayda told you about the frosted glass, the sweaty silver scales deciding to give you a demonstration of his own as the black dragon’s big backside smushes you against the shower door, Noctrus snickering as he toots in your nose a couple times, pawing around front as he rubs them in around back. The tiny dragon farts do a fine job of stinking up the damp shower space, the masturbating male keeping you pinned as he passes a deeper frrunnmmpptt, chuckling as he feels your nose enveloped by his smelly anus with a little growl (and it is indeed filthy and smelly, the dragon having hastily wiped himself on the grass earlier after emptying his dirty diaper), the shower now fairly stinky as he rears up and pins you to the cushioned wall, bracing himself for support as he stretches with a small grunt to turn off the water once more. Thump… slap… thack… Noctrus’ big blue dragon dick humps along your chest as your back and shoulders are flattened against the wall cushions, your face pinned by the smooth fat of his scaly belly, the dragon moaning as a little bit of pre feels warm and sticky as his tip prods your chin.

“Huhhnn… uhhnnn… I’m so glad… you’re okay, little f-friend…” the dragon whines and huffs as he presses and grinds along your chest a moment before resuming his humping, his massive balls eclipsing your navel, little lustful growls reaching your ears as he feels the edge of your dick near the base of his sac, “I’m s-sorry if the adventure… frightened you…”

“It’s okay,” you let the dragon have his fun, relaxing as you feel the tacky shaft rubbing across your naked body, “I knew Prexa and Malroy wouldn’t let anything happen to me.”

“Mmmnn… that is true, aye,” Noctrus resumes his deeper grinding as he pants and huffs, his words a bit muffled through the warm fat of his belly, “But never forget, we are all… huhhnn… your friends.”

“Thanks, Noctrus,” his big belly muffles your own reply, and you kiss his smooth silver scales in return.

“Of course, little one… mmm…now…” the black dragon rises off of you, cupping a claw across his shaft as he teases your cheek with a gentle prod, “Let us adjourn to the bedroom and continue this little game.”

You exit the shower with him, and after a quick drying from the white towel, depart the bathroom and head back across the hall, Noctrus knocking at the door before Cayda permits him to enter. The white dragon is relaxing on her bed, having made up the spread once more as she sprawls across the quilt reading from a large and well-worn tome, your companion chuckling as he asks if it’s anything fun, to which Cayda snorts and informs him it is poetry, but yes, she was reading a romantic sonnet. She shoos Noctrus away when he asks if he may borrow the bed to enjoy you, telling him maybe if he would visit more frequently she’d consider it, but he’s welcome to carry you to the couch in the main room or to use the chair, as she nods in the direction of the dragon-sized recliner. The black dragon purrs as he scoops you up with a claw and carries you over to the easy chair, yanking off the little pink cushion as he lays you down on the seat, teasing you with a waggling of his fat silver hindquarters before he brings them down across your head and chest with a happy sigh, wiggling his haunches as he gets your nose flush with his stinky blue butt hole. Noctrus chuckles as he hears you complaining underneath him about how much his butt stinks, giving you a deep pressing and rubbing with his tail hole, as you groan up at him that he should have washed his scaly rear in the shower!

“Awww, now where would be the fun in that, when I knew I would just be sitting on you soon, anyway, little friend?” Noctrus chuckles as he presses and scoots his stink hole along your nose and cheeks again, as the telltale sound of his great bowels grumble above you, “And, as I promised, I did save some dragon farts for you. Enjoy the smell!”

You can only groan your muffled complaints up into his bottom as the fat dragon shifts his scaly seat on you, filling your nose with the smell of his dried dung, passing a few short prrfftt, prubbtt, prrippttsss before farting out a much lengthier flurrrppmmppnntt with a panting sigh, snickering as he scoots them all in with a wiggle of his haunches. The warm flatulence festers foully beneath his backside and thick tail, his wide weight keeping you pressed into the soft surface of the chair cushion as he enjoys having you cushioning his gassy rear, giggling as he interrupts your groan of disgust with another big prrrupppbbllnnpptt! You start to cough as the stink from his farts overwhelms your nose, his already reeking rump only making the situation smellier, but the black dragon chuckles and recognizes the cue as he wiggles his sweaty silver scales downwards and fans the air in front of you with a claw, as you hear him sniffing at his own stench and pawing around front, laughing as declares with a “sheeew!” that he can certainly smell why you required a little break after that last wet one. His claw helps things in small degree, as you hear Cayda laughing along with him as she also comments he’s doing a nice job of covering up her own stink, which thankfully has had time to dissipate, and you feel Noctrus’ hot and hefty ball sac rubbing along your thighs and loins, the dragon teasing that he understands he may not be able to get you fully aroused just yet, but he’s going to enjoy trying nonetheless. You hear him agree with Cayda that he certainly isn’t having any issues with that himself before he plants his fat rump back on you with a sweaty smush from the smooth silver scales, huffing and sighing as he shares another wet prrriipppllllffrrnnttt with your nose directly, panting with delighted relief as his fart starts rumbling as it finishes.

Sweating, and being sweat upon under his great big scaly butt, you grimace in the festering stink of his last fart in the humid darkness as you feel those smooth, warm scales damply brushing across your face and chest, as Noctrus’ smooth haunches rub along your arms, the sweat from his fat balls pooling along your navel. The black dragon continues sitting and scooting his smells in smoothly as you hear him pawing at his big blue dick with little sighs and moans, waiting for the smell from that last big fart to stop filling your nostrils with each breath, groaning as the rude reptile supplies you with a few more small poots. Even as those start to fade, the stink of Noctrus’ dirty anus remains a constant odor across your nose, as the dragon huffs and rubs it in, feeling yourself sinking down into the cushions of the chair beneath his immense weight, those constant little moans and pants as you hear him enjoying the feeling of sitting on you, whether he’s pawing himself or not. He scoots down to give you a little break, brushing the sweat from your face with the back of his claw as he jokes that he has made you a very musky man now, sniffing at your cock and balls with a chuckle before lifting his own dragon balls as he rubs a claw along his shaft, pressing it to your nose, and then sits his sac to rest along your face as he encourages you to compare his own stench. A few more minutes of sniffing his soupy scaly sac and gassy dragon rump later, passing one last bubbling frruuppmmnntt over your face which lingers longer than you’d like, his silver scales scooting as his paw plies his penis, Noctrus finally rises from the chair, wrapping you in a big hug and pulling you to his chest before he turns and sits back down- thankfully not on you again- purring as he snuggles you to his smooth silver underscales.

“Pheeew!” the dragon chuckles and places a claw across his own nostrils after he sniffs your head and chest, “You can certainly tell I had eggs for breakfast, huh, little one? Mmm, I so hope you enjoyed my big bottom, my cushy little fart friend, heheh.”

“Whoof! I think you did an admirable job of stinking up my bedroom, my scaly friend!” Cayda calls over from the bed with a laugh, as you turn in Noctrus’ embrace to see she is cuddling with Prem, pressing the claw she was using to fan the black dragon’s fumes back between her legs as she paws and takes another sniff, “Now whose dragon farts stink worse, hmm?”

“Hah, only because mine are more recent,” Noctrus snorts as you feel his exhalation on the back of your neck, cradled in his foreclaws with his chest along your back. Cayda isn’t wrong there, the room does still smell like his farts.

“Well, if you two have finished with him, I’d like my turn playing with the human,” Prem winks at you as she lays back on the bed to paw at her pink pussy, “Let’s see how he likes the smell of opposum poots, hmm?”

Noctrus snickers as he tells her to come over and get you, but Prem shakes her head and fans the air with a paw.

“Uh uh, Noct! I can smell him from here! Wash him up first so I can make him smell like my furry butt instead.”

“Come along then, little one,” the black dragon smiles as he tucks you under a foreleg, his pit reeking of dragon odor as you groan, “Oops, hee hee! I am a sweaty beast now indeed. Sniff that warm scaly pit, friend, while I carry you to get clean so you don’t stink like my tail hole for the nice opposum.”

You’re grateful for the reprieve as he releases you into the shower, the soap a blessing to your beleaguered nose after everything stinking of dragon sweat and farts so long. The lemony scent is crisp and refreshing as the big claws wash you all over, the black dragon chuckling and smiling as he plays with your penis, giving it a big lick with his blue forked tongue. You don’t mind helping him to wash, knowing how much he needs it, though scrubbing dragon dung from his anus and surrounding butt scales is still fairly disgusting, and you have to get him to stop trying to rub his balls and dragon dick on you long enough to actually clean them, as Noctrus is determined to get a little pre on you. The break is all too brief however, as you’re soon both dried and heading back towards the bedroom, the opposum opening the door before you even knock, wondering if she smelt the soap on your skin, or maybe just the presence of a human before she pulls you between her fluffy breasts to cuddle you in sweaty fur. You have to remind yourself as you’re carried back to the chair that while the showers are refreshing, they’re just a means of the next horny anthro or dragon obtaining a fresh slate so they can apply their own fresh layer of stink to your skin; speaking of, you protest that the chair still smells like Noctrus’ butt as Prem lays you down into the seat cushion, still quite damp from your shared sweat.

“Ehh, maybe, but I don’t feel like pulling you back to my bedroom to get you under the covers right now,” the opposum lifts her ratty tail as she giggles and spanks her fuzzy gray buttocks with a paw, sending a little ripple through the fluffy fat, “Besides, your face is going niiiice and deep in here, so all you’ll be smelling is my pooting opposum pucker, cutie!”

Her soft rodent rump bounces down on top of you, pressing you into the sweaty surface of the chair as she sits on your chest, wiggling her hips with a snicker as her cheeks part and slide softly around those of your face, the smell of her musky crack pushing its way into your nostrils as she pushes her big buttocks across your head, giving a happy little sigh as your nose makes contact with her wrinkled pucker. She scoots for a minute as you feel the soft brushing of her thick, damp fur all across your chin and cheeks and forehead, the warm wrinkled surface of her butthole stinking in your nostrils with the faded odor of opposum poop and fresh sweat, her bowels grumbling eagerly as you hear her muffled giggles above. Then you feel those wrinkled folds pressing and vibrating across your nose as she passes her opposum gas with a noisy prrrimppnntt, frrrunnpptt, bbbrappmmmtt, sitting still a moment before she farts and then sighing and snickering before she wiggles her heavy hips and rubs the smells all over your face, pressing down her anus as she laughs and encourages you to take a big whiff as you groan. As she leans forward a bit to follow this up with a series of bubbly farts, you notice that, being an anthro and having quite different anatomy from a quadruped, you can feel her fuzzy butt cheeks vibrating on either side of your face each time she farts along with her butthole, and having wiggled herself down around your head, she does indeed have you wedged in there deep, your face sandwiched in the soft and smelly darkness as those bubbly opposum poots linger in her fur, hearing and feeling the brushing shift of her coat every time she wiggles her butt against you. Although the volume of her wind is less than that of a dragon’s, Prem still lets some pretty big farts as she vents her bowels onto you, passing another frrummpplltt, prrruppffftt, bbrrummppllpptt with a long sigh and a soft shuffling, along with a particularly wet and nasty fffrrraappbbllppbntt that splutters into your nose for several seconds, bubbling and buffeting your face with a warm and filthy butt breeze. All you can do is wait beneath the soft surface of the opposum’s big butt, her stinking animal farts filling your nose as she shifts and sweats and presses down to wedge your face back between her cheeks, fur and fat wiggling heavily on top of you, wrinkled pucker blowing you another filthy kiss on the nose as you hear Prem pawing herself as you breathe into her butt, moaning as she presses down across your nose and sighing as you feel the sticky edge of her opposum pussy somewhere near the middle of your chest.

“Mmmnn… you’re really handling my opposum pooters well, human,” Prem leans to let a lengthy fllurrrrpppbbtt followed by a short prrpptt ffrupptt before she presses and rubs them in, “You’ve only needed one little break from my gassy butt. Guess you’re used to sniffing dragons, huh? Or maybe your nose is still a little numb from Cayda’s wet hole? Believe me… frruppnnbbtt! Ahhh… I know what that’s like, heheh!”

Scooting her soft butt down to give you a little break as she paws at herself and then uses the same sweaty paw to pull and rub your penis, the stinky anthro fans a paw in front of your face as before, patting your head with a chuckle before she slaps her left buttock and sits herself back down with a soft and weighty bounce that makes both her fluffy cheeks jiggle over your face. She sits and passes her opposum poots a little longer, scooting as she lets the little toots ripple out and leaning or sitting still a moment to blast the big ones, but it’s clear she’s running out of gas as her farts are getting less frequent, until she sits and you hear another low grumbling from inside her bottom- as you have the worrying thought that maybe she took a drink of the healer’s special gas potion and you’re about to smell another lengthy barrage of warm opposum pooters. Thankfully for your poor nose this isn’t the case, as Prem instead grunts and blows a last, lengthy ffrraappllllpppmmtt, prripptt, prrffnntt… with a prolonged sigh lost amidst the spluttering noise of the farts thundering out of her, sending a ripple through the furry fat of her cheeks against yours as you hear her paw and moan and sniff her stench with a groan and she laughs and pants and rubs the stink all over your head with a huff and a giggling apology. You can hear her sighing and groaning as her sweaty fur shuffles along on your face as her stench lingers densely between her butt cheeks, the muffled sound of the dragons groaning and commenting, imagining that Noct and Cayda are comparing her smell to theirs and the white dragon is pawing as she takes another whiff of her friend’s flatulence. Your guess isn’t incorrect as you feel the opposum butt shifting forward a minute or so later, having applied another layer of sweat and stink to the seat on top of the black dragon’s, as you see Cayda’s smiling snout coming in to sniff your skin from the left as Prem leans over you, pawing at her pussy as she and her dragon huff with their respective forked and flat tongues panting and lolling.

“Hmmnn… c’mere, cute human,” Prem pulls you into a deep hug, smushing your face between her fluffy breasts again, warm and musky as you feel her paws brushing down your back, the heat of her opposum pussy along your navel, “How about we get that sweet little face of yours deep between my legs, huh?”

“Prem, no!” you hear Cayda’s voice as the anthro starts grinding her sex along your belly as she keeps your head pressed deep between her furry boobs, “We’ve talked about this before- you must go wash your friends after you fart on them before you rub them in your sex.”

“Awww, but washing humans is so boring, and I’m horny noooow!” she humps your bellybutton to emphasize that she can’t wait much longer.

“You’re incorrigible, really!” the white dragon snorts with a small growl, “Give him to me then. I will be happy to wash him for you, but you can’t rub yourself on him if he isn’t clean.”

“We should just get a water bucket or something…” the opposum grumbles as she releases you from her breasts, pushing you towards Cayda as she licks her pink lips and winks at you, “Come back quickly human. I’ll be thinking about you…”

Rubbing and pawing at herself as she huffs after you as the white dragon guides you from the bedroom, you hear Noctrus call out for you both to have fun as he lounges on the rug. Cayda follows you into the restroom and goes to start the water with a sigh, turning to you as she shakes her head.

“Sorry, little friend. Prem is a little… overzealous as you have seen,” she soaps up her large claws as she begins to gently wash your chest, “Perhaps not unlike a dragon in heat in that way, but I do have to remind her sometimes.”

“I’m thankful I didn’t get a bucket of water over the head, considering,” you smile back at the dragon as she presses the smooth surface of her claws across both your cheeks, giving them a small squish.

“I have tried to encourage her to learn a bit of water magic since she doesn’t enjoy washing others, but she simply does not have the patience for it,” the white dragon rubs your hair with a claw to wash away the stench of opposum butt.

“Well, I thank you for washing me again then, you are… mmmn…” you gasp as Cayda begins nuzzling and sniffing your cock, the hot air from her nostrils quite stimulating.

“Not at all, little one,” the white dragon plants a kiss on your forehead, the sound of her deep purring filling the shower space, “I am quite happy to spend more time with you, as you are indeed a sweet one. And your kind is indeed quite exciting to me, so I cannot blame my friend her her own enthusiasm.”

The dragon’s hind legs quaver as she emphasizes her point. She turns off the water and then approaches you with a wide smile backing you into a corner as she nuzzles along your chest, licking and purring.

“I was considering…” Cayda licks from your navel to your chest as she pauses, giving a small whine as you realize she’s regretting not washing your dick so she could enjoy it before Prem has her fun, “Perhaps you would like to stay on and have lunch with me? I know of course Noct needs to head back to the docks, but things can be rather slow between patients and I would appreciate the company; I enjoy my time with Prem of course, but humans are so… smooth and your little cock is just so delightful… and, maybe…”

She opens her jaws wide before you, hot breath huffing across you face as you stare into the glowing blue space at the back of her throat behind the uvula, the dragon drooling over your chest as she keeps her mouth open to furnish you a long view as she speaks, breathing heavily, drooling freely between forming the sounds of the words as she opens wide between sentences.

“Would you like… to be part of my lunch, sweet friend? It is a little like being inside my vagina, all hot and wet and slippery, quite slimy too. You’ll spend some time in my belly, feeling those wet walls and then go into my intestines, and come out in my poop, and it will feel so nice. I know you’ve never pooped out a human, but feeling them stuck and squirming in your dung, smiling down to say hello again after feeling them wriggling through your insides… it is wonderful.”

She closes her mouth at last, a small puddle of dragon drool near your feet.

“Only if you wish though, I would never **** you,” Cayda places a claw across your shoulder as she chuckles at the saliva she dribbled along your chest and belly, “Oops! I suppose you do look rather tasty. Let’s get that cleaned up for Prem now.”

The healer finishes washing and drying you with another big kiss before you return to the bedroom with her, entering to find Noctrus licking and nuzzling the opposum’s face as he lays across her legs on the rug. Cayda pretends to be surprised by asking what all this is when the black dragon sniffs and exhales into her slit from his large nostrils, but Noctrus chuckles and responds that if she can take his little friend, he is going to take hers in return, leaving you to wonder what he’ll say to the white dragon’s proposal that you stay longer with her. Cayda replies for you, giving a little growl as she tells you that she wouldn’t mind borrowing you for a little while, before Prem squirms out from under the reptile’s forelegs, dashing over to you as she pulls you into another sweaty opposum boob hug, carrying you back over to the chair.

“Finally, my turn to have some more fun with you, human,” Prem smiles as she rubs her paw tips along the folds of her vagina, pressing them to your nose to smell, pinching apart her pink sex with the opposite claw as she huffs at you, “Smell that musk? I’m going to rub that alll over your face now, and make us both very sticky. Time for you to get a faceful of my big opposum pussy!”

You watch as her hips loom over you as she grips the arms of the chair with her paws, her fat belly and breasts casting a shadow over the back of the chair as she teases you a moment. The chair feels damp and smells far worse- you reflect that having had your nose rubbed in opposum and dragon anus for the last hour or so, you still wouldn’t be able to identify whose butthole you’re being **** to sniff if you had to do so blindfolded, your average nose merely registering the profound degree of very foul stench you can tell was left by some other species on this seat. Your thoughts are interrupted as the soft weight of Prem’s thighs plunges down over your arms, your nose getting a long whiff of the musk of her groin as her loins seek their desired position, feeling the sticky flesh of her labia make contact with your nose in the soft and damp darkness of invisible gray fur. With a little squelching shifting of her hips, and a loud muffled moan from above, the horny rodent parts the folds of her opposum pussy across the bridge of your nose, her slippery vulva partially overlapping your cheeks as she moans and presses her full weight down on you, filling your nose with the hot musk of her vagina. Combined with the smell of her sweaty fur, the warm pink flesh leaves you a bit lightheaded as you feel the opposum beginning to rub and hump along your features, the ripe smell of her unwashed loins filling your nose as your deep breathing excites her lust and further fires her humping, body shifting and pressing with a steady slapping squelch as she thrusts and bounces on your head over and over and over. You can hear little moans and long huffs as the opposum pants and gasps on top of you, grinding and clenching herself on your face as you feel her inner flesh slipping wetly across your cheekbones, tugging briefly on your nose before she tries to get more of you inside her, stopping only for an instant to catch her breath before she resumes, bouncing you down into the seat of the chair as her sex slaps along your face and her big buttocks brush near your belly.

“Huhh… uhhnn… good human, breathe my pussy in… mmnnn…” you feel a little spurt of wetness, reminded that anthros don’t produce scented cum as the pungent slimy musk lies stickily along your left cheek, “Yes… and breathe in… my pussy!”

The pudgy opposum continues her humping and rubbing along your face for several minutes more, your arms coated once again in the sweat of her fur this time from her legs. She stops a moment, catching her breath as you hear her panting on top of you, then resumes with renewed fervor as you feel the sticky heat of her pussy sliding sliding along your nose and cheeks. Another spurt of cum, a shuddering moan, another moment of steady slapping as her hot flesh presses for purchase along yours, and then she starts grinding slowly, your face smeared all over with sweat and wetness before she bursts suddenly with a gasp, moaning rapidly as it all comes spilling out in a big smelly splash, covering your face as you feel her pressing down along your nose and cheeks as she climaxes. Prem’s warm weight sinks down on you as you breathe into her spent sex, avoiding inhaling her secretions as you listen to her huffing and catching her breath above, catching your own in the slimy darkness beneath her loins. The opposum’s furry bulk rises off of you a few moments later, as she laughs through her panting at the long sticky sting left by the edges of her vagina along your cheek, losing her footing and falling backwards onto the floor, landing on her bottom before she lies back and looks up at the ceiling, nodding and smiling when you ask if she’s okay.

“Yeah… that was… very fun…” Prem remains on her back recovering as you turn to see the two dragons pawing themselves as they observe you, wiping a bit of opposum cum from your face as you shake your head.

“This has certainly been a wonderful afternoon,” Noctrus removes his claw from his blue dick as he stands on all fours and pads over to the chair, “But I had best be returning to the docks soon, I think I have excused myself enough rest for now. Let’s get you washed and head back, little friend. I am sure your dragon would love to see you, and I wouldn’t doubt Prexa’s been pawing in wait for your return, heheh!”

“Leaving so soon?” Cayda whines from the bed as she bats a claw in her friend’s direction, “Can’t you stay for lunch? I’m going to make some boiled eggs and cranberry muffins with the tea.”

“I should love to, really, but my duties…” Noctrus paws the ground and looks down at Cayda’s admonishing gaze, “Perhaps… are you free this coming Starsday?”

“You’d best keep that promise, my friend,” Cayda waggles a claw tip at him before smiling at you and glancing back towards the male, “But I had offered our human friend to stay on a little while. It is not a busy day today, and I was hoping… he would join me for lunch?”

Prem sits up and snickers as Noctrus chuckles, both understanding the healer’s double meaning.

“Oh, I’d reconsider if I were you, little friend,” the black dragon approaches the chair and laps a bit of the cum from your cheek, “I am sure the rest of her insides are quite comfortable, but speaking as someone who has shared a toilet with her previously, Cayda is going to completely bury you in dragon poop.”

You push the grinning snout away as you remind him that you’ve spent time fully up his butt as well, recently buried in his own dragon poop, the white dragon and the opposum both laughing as Noctrus joins them after a moment.

“So, little friend,” Cayda slides off the bed as she pads over to the chair to plant a kiss on your licked clean forehead, smiling and purring down at you as Noctrus stands next to her doing the same, “I shall of course take you back after if you join me for lunch, but I do want you in my belly if you stay. But I would not keep you from your friends any longer than you’ve already been away. The decision is yours to make.”