Understanding Dragons

Sleep was difficult despite finally having your very own soft bed. Everything was unfamiliar to you. You thought that finally leaving the mundanity of the the same old forest would be liberating. Yet here you were, craving the cold familiarity of the grass floor and moonlit sky. Sure, the cottage was warm and the bed felt exquisite, but you were so used to the rough living that this just felt wrong, almost unnatural. Although, the one thing you were sure of was that you would prefer this discomfort to the constant **** you had faced before this. There was just an one small itch scratching at the back of your mind, an overwhelming sense of something bad happening as you slept. Once you finally did slumber, you dreamt not of the chained beasts or of your conquest of the Material Plane. Rather, you dreamt a peculiar nightmare. In it, you were surrounded by your spawn, although it was difficult to make out how they looked like through the fog. There were hundreds of them, a tinge of pride ran through you as you attempted to count all the shapeless forms. If only dreams were visions of the potential futures, you would definitely have a fun time if there were this many. Although it was odd, they did not smile or attempted to praise, in fact they looked to draw weapons. They had united in search of you, their only goal in life being that of your certain inevitable doom. Vengeance for the crimes you comitted against their mothers perhaps? It was odd though, you felt happy as they each took turns plunging their blade into your heart. Truly one of the dreams of all time. You will be glad to forget it by the end of sunrise.

Awakening from your slumber, you sat up straight almost robotically before scanning your surroundings. You were panicked at first, recognising nothing in an unfamiliar room full of human furniture along with a strong meaty scent nearby. That was before remembering that you were currently on an espionage mission to claim a farm near your Lair. Seems like there will be some getting used to the new environment, the more things change or however the saying went. Shifting your blanket out of the way, you noticed pot of something on the table nearby. A blanket plus a bed and a hot meal in the morning, what a novel idea, you could get used to that. As you got out of bed, you found that your pants had come undone, dropping to the floor. You were a hundred percent sure that your clothes were firmly wrapped to your body, someone had to have undone your draws. Your mind races to figure out if it could have been one of the men, you were the only one who was allowed to conquer here! That was when you noticed the pot of stew sitting atop the table at the corner of your vision. Perhaps it was Ann? It was probably Ann. Since when have you started calling her Ann? Ann has a nice ring to it, you could imagine yourself grunting it as you railed her ass. You did have quite the morning wood, she must have seen the tent you were pitching when she came in and just could not help herself. Poor thing has probably not seen cocks longer than an inch if she has to deal with that horrid husband of hers. Grasping your little buddy downstairs, you could just feel how sore it was. It felt as if you had just got done fucking for an hour straight, yet it was paradoxically dry. Had she jerked you off or something?

Quickly preparing yourself for the day and chowing down on the fresh food provided, you finally left the comfort of your new abode. Everyone was already hard at work feeding animals and tending to crops, you felt almost out of place amongst the reeds. You spent the next few hours properly surveying the entirety of the farm. If you were going to claim this place, it would be prudent to learn its layout. You were sparing in your use of flight throughout the place. While you definitely wanted the birds eye view, it was hard to avoid detection, especially with the increased patrols by the city guards. Towards the tail end of your investigation, you were just about to leave the fields and head back to the main area when you heard it. The familiar sound of squelching that would come from the women you laid with. Carefully, you dropped to a crouching position and snuck towards the general direction of the sound. Shifting some of the wheat to the side, there she was, an elven lady with mud brown hair and a cowboy hat. She donned rather standard cowgirl clothing, overalls and a sensible green shirt for working the fields. You could finally see what was making that sound and to your delight, found her gently playing with herself. It seems that she came out here to get some privacy, a lady has her needs of course. Guess none of the men here have been satisfying those wanton desires of hers, until now of course. Her overalls had been pulled all the way past her waist, leaving her most private regions exposed bare to the cold air. You watched as she would rapidly alternate between her index and middle fingers, softly entering and leaving her. In an odd twist of fate, you were the peeper now. Although, she started it first, so this was perfectly acceptable right?

She had yet to notice your presence, so you let her continue her self pleasure session for a minute longer. There was a certain sinful pleasure to be derived from watching a young woman in her most private moment, completely unaware of your peeping. You could feel the struggle within your pants as you tried your hardest to not just pounce her right now. When it looked as though it was finally time for her to finish, you clutched your crotch as the raging boner made itself known. Her pussy begins to quiver as she squirts all over the wheat crop infront of her and subsequently onto your face. You licked some of the juices that fell onto your cheek, Hrmmm, a nice sappy taste owing to her elven heritage. You could even feel some precum release from within your pants, this was just too good. Despite all that however, she had still not noticed the looming predator watching over her. You decided that now was the time to change that. Getting up from between the crops, you towered over the exhausted girl, her eyes empty and somewhere else. Gently, you called out to her in as concerning a tone that you could possibly manage. The sun shone brightly from behind you and practically masked her in your shadow, she was still just laying down emotionlessly though. Pretending as though you were just passing by during your investigation of the area, you acted as though you had just came across her lying in the dirt. She finally seems to come back to reality when you begin to call out to her in frustration, annoyed at her seemingly lack of reaction to anything. As she makes eye contact with you, she immediately begins to cover her groin area, her mouth moving to speak and yet no sound could be heard. Her face was one of shock as she began to stammer about how she should be the only person in the field right about now. Was that how the scheduling worked? Either ways, you were literally just standing over her- YOUR SHADOW WAS COVERING HER, how did it take until now for her to- forget it. This one was a clearly a little slow.

"Hello there, Miss... I do not. Believe. We are Acquianted." You tried to smoothly let her know with as much care that you could possibly muster. Truth be told, it was a struggle to hide your annoyance in dealing with someone like this. She was very clearly flustered at your sudden appearance, thinking herself all alone.

"Oh, hi der', err yer dat big feller dat jus came in rite? I mean, yer not dat big of a feller in terms of body size, I jus mean yer co- ye know what? Hi, name's Dinas, Dinashan Hydrangea Smith." She quickly blurted out in an attempt to divert your attention away from her hands which were pulling her clothes back on. Stepping over the wheat crop, you got a little closer to the lady and crouched down so that you were both face to face. You ensured that your hard-on was visible to her by spreading your knees apart. She definitely notices it but you remained nonchalant, pretending that the bulge of your cock was not in full display.

"What are you. Doing on the. Ground?" You questioned her in an attempt to make it seem like you were not just watching her. She finally gets everything on and begins getting up into a kneeling position with both her knees.

"I- I slipped." She stammers.

"I see, are. You. Okay?" You inquired as you reached out a hand to her left knee, feigning concern. There is visible lust and embarrassment on her face as you make contact with her through the overalls and jeans. You pretended to check for any injuries on her legs from the fall, slowly caressing her leg from the knee to her waist. Her breathing is haggard as you near her groin. Right before making contact with her special place, you pulled away.

"You seem well. I do not find. Any Injuries." You finished.

"Uh- oh... Thank you." She answered, slight disappointment on her face as you pulled your arm back.

"Allow me to. Escort you back." You offered, to which she immediately nods her head in agreement.

Following her back to the main farmhouse, Dinas rushes off to find her mother. You stopped yourself right at their porch, watching her rear shake up and down as she made her way up the steps and into her home. Dear gods, you could just imagine her going crazy on your member, whether willingly or not. You circled around the house to get a glimpse of the two elven ladies chattering amongst themselves, perhaps she was telling her mother of the occurrences earlier. You did try to seem as caring and helpful as possible, hopefully this puts you in their good graces. Nodding your head at the good work, you decided to head back to the cottage. You should probably get a report ready by tomorrow, some sort of result would be needed if you wished to remain on this farm for now. That whole business can come later though, you needed to eat and then wash up. On the way back, you found the farmhands tending to the horses. Thinking it prudent to check up on Nero, you headed in, only to find Berry flying past you and onto the dirt below. What in the hells? You turned to the direction from where he came from to find Nero standing proud, and suddenly it all made sense. You figured something like this would happen, yeah this would definitely be a problem if you did not interfere. Making your way to the disobedient horse, you find John had just manage to grab the leash with the assistance of Woodslux. With all their might, the two men were trying their hardest to hold Nero down, only to be tossed aside with a single flick of the animal's neck. Seriously, what the hell was Slazar feeding this thing? Actual permanent potions of giant strength? In as imposing a tone that you can muster, you call out to the Black Demon.

"Nero, stand down!" You shouted towards the great beast. Recognising your voice, Nero seemingly straightens up and makes his way towards you. Once he is by your side, you brush his mane gingerly in an effort to calm the horse. These were strange new surroundings, he must be facing the same issues that you did.

"Mister Dragon Hunter sir, forgive me, but what the hell is wrong that there horse?" Berry fearfully questioned as he inched closer towards the two of you. Reaching your hand out, you gestured for the boy to give you the brush. Once he did so, you began to groom the horse.

"Sorry, I had. Just gotten. This one. Although, it feels. As though. We are Kindred. Spirits." You quietly answered. Taking a peak behind Nero, you found the other mares watching and admiring Nero with distinct fervor. Seems like just as you have done, Nero has the females all in a huff about the new boy in town. The other sickly thing on the other hand is seemingly terrified of Nero's power, planting itself firmly at the back of its stables as far away from Nero as possible. At least the horses now knew that if they wished for their young to be strong, there was the perfect breeding stock right here. As you were deep in thought and busy cleaning off the dust on your "loyal" steed, you suddenly felt a disturbing presence behind you. Turning on the spot, you found that it was the old fool, Mr Smith. He is mesmerised by the absolute unit of a horse that you had at your side, almost jealous even. You opened your mouth to speak but he suddenly raises his hand to silence you. Complying, albeit in slight annoyance, you watched as he circled Nero from a considerably safe distance. One he was done checking out the competition, he made his way over to his race horse, the brown mare named Bean. Wordlessly, he gestured for you to follow him out to the roadside as he dragged Bean along. He did have some difficulty though, Bean was more preoccupied with trying to get a whiff of Nero. Leading Nero along, you realised that this Mr Smith might actually want to test you, again. This time, it was a race. Could you not just go back to the cottage and rest for the day already?

"That's a fine and strong horse ya have er' son. Care for a race? First ta Preheaven wins." The old man states as he gets onto Bean. It kind of looked as though Bean wanted to buck the man off but unsurprisingly, the man was pretty good with animals. Mounting Nero, you trotted up next to him. The size difference between the two pairs was night and day, both you and Nero dwarfed the fool and the mare easily.

"I do not mind, however. What do I get. If I win?" You asked.

"IF ya win." Mr Smith countered.

"Right, I simply wish-"

"Ya get to eat dinner with mah family, hows about that?" He stated matter-of-factly as he brushed Bean's mane, completely sure of his victory.

"Very well, however. I just got this horse. And I'm not the. Best at-"

"Enough excuses! First one ta Preheaven, take any route ya want, Begin!" And with that, he was off. He clearly had horse riding experience and with the help of Bean, he was zooming past the fields. You were left in the dust as Nero suddenly huffed at you, reminding you that this was a race. Almost clumsily, you kicked off and tried your best to catch up. What you lacked in skill was made up for by Nero's overall superior build and speed. The two of you passed many other farmlands, random assortment of buildings and the odd villages dispersed all throughout. The grassy plains served as an easy shortcut through much of the pathways but in the end it was no use. Mr Smith had the skill and a fast horse, not to mention he would obviously know the layout of the land better than you did. It had only just been a few days since you could finally leave the clutches of your home. When you could finally see Preheaven up close, it was honestly quite a view. A vast city carved directly into the mountainside with a waterfall flowing out the centre and into the river that flows through the Emerald Forest. A fine work of art beautifully crafted from the richest Elven and Dwarven architects. A sturdy wall somehow circled the entire place to protect from ground threats and to mark out the land claimed by Preheaven. It was confusing to figure out how the architects could even get it to climb up the hills and the side of the mountain itself. It even went over the river without directly blocking it, would that not be a design flaw with how easily one could enter from there? Not to mention the fact that you could just fly over the walls, maybe they had an invisible magical barrier to prevent entry? Either ways, all the roads led down the same path to the massive gate that was next to the river. You did not plan for this but you were going to enter Preheaven!

"What took ya so long son? Didja get lost?" Questioned Smith in a mocking tone. If only you could tear his tongue out.

"Why did we come here?" You asked him as you clenched the rein tightly, holding back your annoyance.

"Well ah wanted to bring this one ere' for her daily check in with the doc. But ah really just wanted to see for mahself how good you was at ridin." He finally explains this sudden race but the only thing you were concerned with was that he mentioned a doctor. There are doctors for animals? Your mind begain to race as you had some questions about yourself that a doctor could definitely answer. All too eager to meet this animal doctor, you followed the man past the gates. Looking up at the walls and down at the ground floor, there was plenty of city guards. They hardly even did a check on the two of you though, seems like security around here was lax and complacent. Following along, your senses was overstimulated by the sudden and increased amount of random new things. Your nose was filled with the smell of foods, people, places, things you could have never taken in if you had just stayed back in your tiny little forest. Your ears was blasted by a cacophany of sounds from plenty of places. You could hear so many conversations taking place at the same time, it was almost painful. The source of this noise was obvious. Your eyes could take in the sight of hundreds upon hundreds of people mulling about and selling items. This must be what one would call a bazaar or a market, whatever it was. Everyone and their dog was trying to sell something, literally. There was a dog sitting behind a stall selling herbs! What the hell is wrong with this place? You could not help but notice the immense amount of women that sauntered about or chatted amongst themselves. There were Tabaxi folk, a humanoid looking cat person, trying to sell their wares. What they lacked in ass or tit size, they made up for their dextrous fingers and tails. Dwarven ladies on the other hand, ooh boy, they had both cake and pudding. You MUST try one when you can, you could probably lift them with one hand and fuck them like a toy. There were also plenty of exotic species, from a snake lady to a lady with snakes for hair, you think they are called-

"Boy, it's rude ta stare, ya know." Mr Smith reminded you as the two of you rode along to an alleyway between a bakery and a weapon store. Were you staring? You did not think you were staring. What did he mean that you were staring? If anything, people were staring at you! Like, did he not see how massive this horse you were riding was?

"It's down ere' son, git off and bring em down these here steps." The man informed you as he got off and began to lead Bean down the steps. You found it pretty suspicious for a doctor to be hidden inside a back alley such as this but you complied for now. Nero could barely fit through the entrance of the alleyway but you managed in the end. It was a short walk away from the entrance before you finally reached it. There was no sign out front or anything, just a conspicuous metal door and a small hatch on the centre. Now all the red flags and alarm bells were going off in your head but you still pushed through, albeit a little further away this time. Mr Smith approached the door and up the three steps before bringing his hand up to knock on it. As he slammed his fist onto the gateway, it made a loud reverberating metallic sound that echoed throughout the alleyway. At this point, your heart was racing when suddenly, the small hatch opened up to reveal a pair of red eyes staring back at the old fool. You were ninety-nine percent sure that those red eyes would start firing red lasers or telekinetically **** the both of you. However, the small hatch simply closes and you hear the sound of about ten locks coming undone. Once the final one clicks out of place, the metal door swings open to reveal... Nothing? Oh wait nevermind, she was just below your vision, because she was short. It was a species of goblin! You have never met one before but from your admittedly shallow knowledge of them, you know that there were two main kinds. The good goblinoids that can live a normal humanoid life and can produce male and female offspring, and the bad feral kind that only produce male offspring. The latter tend to form up into large raiding groups to kidnap woman that they use as breeding stock. The one infront of you though? Definitely former, she was literally female.

"Why hello there Mr Smith, here for Bean's check up now is it?" She questioned in low motherly voice.

"Why yes Miss Becky, ah need dis here horse to be in tip top shape if ah wanna win the upcoming tournament!" Mr Smith replied like an excited child. Walking forward, you made your presence known.

"Why hello there! Oh my! What a large horse! Mr Smith, you did not mention that there would be too horses for check up! That's gonna cost you extra." Becky states, almost losing her excited voice towards the end when mentioning the extra costs. Mr Smith suddenly turns his head to glance at you before returning to the goblin.

"Er no, that one belongs to tha boy over der. He's a Dragon Hunter ah hired coz of the recent attacks. Ah'm just here for Bean." Mr Smith corrected the goblin as he gestures towards the brown horse behind him. Your eye twitches slightly when Smith mentions your attacks and your fake job, news travels really fast huh?

"Oh I heard of that! I hadn't realised it was your farm that was involved! I'm sure now that you have such a handsome and strong young lad by your side, you and those girls of yours will be safe." Becky reassured the old man to which he simply responds with a solemn nod. Sensing that the conversation was over, Becky finally comes out of the doorway and towards Bean while pulling out a long plastic rope thing. She proceeded to listen to Bean's heart rate or something with the "Stethoscope" in her ears, truth be told, she looked extremely stupid. Speaking of her looks, she was obviously a healthy deep green with red eyes owing to her goblin heritage. If you had to guess at an age, maybe she was thirty or forty years old? It was hard to tell considering you have not seen many other goblins, she may very well be the first. Interestingly, she donned a crimson red dress with hints of maroon throughout. The dress itself looked rather weird as it was layered onto itself with flaps of the dress material, giving it a larger appearance. Finally, you find that she had tied her hair into two cute pigtails that flowed all the way down to her waist. For the next thirty minutes or so, you opted to simply lean against a wall and observe her, specifically the way her ass sways and her tits jiggled. You could not help yourself honestly. Mr Smith had asked her for some advice in breeding his prized race horse with his own personal horse, not that it was ever going to happen. She seems to agree as she stated plainly that it was honestly up to the mares themselves, if they rejected it even during estrus, then so be it. This of course just makes the grumpy old man even more grumpier but the truth can be so painful sometimes. Finally, they were done with the check up and Smith slips her an envelope full of coins. She gladly accepts it and ushers the two on their way. Turning to leave, Smith gestures for you to follow along.

"If it is alright. With you sir. I would like to give. My horse a session. Too." You informed him much to his annoyance.

"Ah ain't payin extra boy! Let us Leave!" He angrily stammered at you, however you simply ignored him and brought Nero along towards the goblin.

"Oh my! It's even bigger up close~ and I don't just mean the horse~" Becky purrs as she looks you up and down, stopping a little at your crotch. She whispers the last part of the sentence, Smith definitely missed what she said in the latter half. She obviously has her own plans.

"I have my own. Funds. Sir. I will return to. The farm. After this." You let him know before kneeling down on one knee before the goblin lady.

"Oh yes, please do go on ahead Mr Smith, I wouldn't want to keep you around and waste your time!" Becky added, she also wanted to be alone with you it seems. Mr Smith simply rolls his eyes and leads Bean out of the alleyway. Once he was out of sight, you were finally alone with Becky.

"Miss Becky, you are an Animal Doctor. Correct?" You asked inquisitively, careful to control the outcome of this conversation. You needed to get the information out of her before making her a mindless cocksleeve.

"Why yes I am a veterinarian hotshot, want me to take a look at your horse? And if you're a good boy, maybe you~?" She flirted sensually, eliciting a rise from your little buddy downstairs. She seems to notice it when she looks down at your crouched form to see the tent your pitching.

"Are you able. To tell whether an. Animal is stronger. Than another?" You worded it specifically to test her level of knowledge on the topic.

"Like at a glance? Anyone can dummy! Just take a look at the size of your horse compared to the others!" She simply replies something stupid to make you sound stupider.

"I meant, inherently. Whether an animal is. Born stronger. And can pass on. Its strength?" You clarified in an effort to understand how creatures reproduce and what is passed down specifically.

"Oh you meant genetically? Well we have tools and magic for that, why? You wanna get into monster and animal breeding? I heard breeding for the highest rarity and stats with horses is pretty expensive, so you better be ready to fork up alot of cash!" Were the words that finally proved that you hit the jackpot. She knew something and probably alot more than she was letting on. Seems like monsters, animals or really creeps can be bred for better offspring.

"What do you mean. By breeding. For. Rarity?"

"Hmm? Well most monsters and animals have a tiering system they follow. The rarer you are, the better!" What did she mean by that? What tier were you in? Probably nothing too high but it would be good to know considering you had a few kids on the way now.

"I do not. Follow"

"Hmm... I mean your horse looks pretty strong but I'm not sure if it was born strong or raised strong. Okay let's say, your horse is tiered as rare, thus it would have higher base stats and market value. You can then breed it for either the same rarity offspring or a better chance at a higher rarity offspring when compared to using normal horses. Understand?" It was hard to follow but you think you had it down.

"So... Any children they would. Have. Would be just as. Strong? Sometimes even Stronger?"

"Yep"

"Hrmmm. How much for your. Services?" Finally, you asked the single most important question.

"Depends on which kind you want~" Again, she refuses to give you a straight answer, opting to tease you instead. This will not do, she will be punished once you were done.

"Begin by checking. Nero." You stated.

"Nero? My my~ what a fitting name." She teased.

"Hmmm..." After what felt like almost an hour of her poking and proding at Nero with an assortment of instruments, she was finally done.

"Seems like a healthy horse Mister...?" She paused, unsure of your name.

"I am just a. Dragon Hunter." You awkwardly answered.

"Alright then big tough Dragon Hunter, anything else you want done?"

"Can you check. His rarity?" You asked.

"Of course I can, but just to be sure, you can pay for all this right?"

"...I have fifteen. Gold Coins." You shly answered, your face flushing red from the embarrassment of being a broke ass dragon.

"...That's nowhere near enough MisTER DRAGON HUNTER! IN THAT CASE, YOU'LL HAVE TO PAY ME OFF IN SERIOUS PHYSICAL LABOUR DEBT." She scolded in false fury, her hands at her broad sexy hips and her tits jiggling from her puffed out chest. Clearly, she was just trying to find an excuse to get your pants off.

"...I feel that you do not want money from me." You attempted to call her bluff, to which her demeanor immediately lightens.

"Hehe, what makes you say that handsome?" She cutely says while bringing out a magical orb of some kind. Circling it about Nero, it opens up his stat sheets and begins updating pieces of it that were blanked out before.

"Alright let us see here- OH. MY. GOD. HE'S A LEGENDARY WITH MAX STATS?" She talks aloud in an incredulous voice. Now you knew Nero was the peak of horses but you did not expect this. That would explain alot, especially the fact that he is literally level five despite literally being a passive farm animal. Hell it even makes sense now how he is throwing grown men about with just the **** of his kicks and a simple shake of his mane.

"Is that so?" You did not really know what else to say truth be told.

"YES! WHERE DID YOU FIND THIS? HOW DID YOU EVEN GET A COMMON HORSE WITH A LEGENDARY STATUS AND MAX STATS?" She continued in agitation, clearly you were losing control of the conversation.

"I err... Found him. By the Roadside. In the Emerald Forest. Recently." Was the shoddy attempt at trying to downplay how suspicious this was.

"OH REALLY? YOU JUST HAPPENED TO FIND A PERFECT HORSE?"

"Yes."

"BULLSHIT, I THINK YOU STOLE THIS ONE." She calls out, completely unaware of the danger those words have put her in. Standing up to your full height, you easily towered over her, she did not even reach your waist.

"Maam, if that was. What you thought. Why would you. Say that. Straight to my. Face?" You send her a veiled threat as you begin to scratch at your cock. It was so eager to taste her flesh, she would make for a great fuck. Fully comprehending the full extent of the danger she was in, Becky begins to backpedal.

"Listen, I- I won't tell okay!? I'll just pretend that you worked hard breeding for him and that'll be the end of it! Just do- don't kill me!" Becky begged in as pitiful a tone that she could manage, trying her best to seem as submissive as possible. All that did was drive more blood to your member, the thing struggling against the fabric of your pants. It was so eager to be released. Moving a little closer to her, you bent your knees slightly so that your penis was right in her face. After that, you reached out and snatched the orb out of her hand to take a look at Nero's updated stat sheet. As you gave the new infomation a proper read, you poked your fabric covered penis up against Becky's cheek, her face immediately turning red. She could very easily smell the masculine scent coming off it since you were so close. The stat sheet was full of nothing too interesting, however there was one bit of information all the way at the bottom that finally solved everything. Nero was apparently a limited time gift from some underworld god. Only one person could get it and now a one of a kind Legendary Black Horse with max stats was in your possession. Lucky you huh? Finally, you decide to undo your pants, dropping them to the floor. The blush upon Becky's face was even more prominent after you did so. Poking your cock against the same cheek again, this time you immediately pull back to show her a single strand of precum connecting the two of you. She tries to back away but Nero was immediately behind her, blocking her escape route.

"Kill you? No, I want to fuck you." You attempted to say something cool, however it probably sounded better in your head. By this point, Becky's knees were so wobbly that they finally gave way from the fear and she falls to the ground.

"I have one more. Question for you. Becky~" You taunted her in a similar manner that she had done to you. "How does. Reproduction work. For a Shapechanged Dragon?" She was confused at first, not really understanding what you meant by those words. Until you take your true draconic form, revealing yourself to her in your true Poison Dragon glory. Her eyes go wide and her mouth drops open in shock as you stand tall over her, even Nero seems to back off slightly. Before she can even say anything though, you revert back to your human form so that you can make use of the faculty of speech that it provides.

"NO FUCKING WAY!?" Becky screams. "YOU'RE THE FUCKING DRAGON THAT ATTACKED SMITH'S FARM?" And to that, you simply smirked and nodded. Crouching down to her shivering form, you brought out a single hand to hold her chin and **** her to face you. As you did so, you stared deeply into her eyes, letting her know that you were still waiting for the answer to your question. "Uh well, you see- most intelligent creatures can breed with eachother- Dragons can just about breed with everything! I mean, their shapechange is unique BECAUSE it creates an original form based off of the specific dragon- as though he had been born as that species chosen! That means, to put it simply- the semen produced would essentially just be the same one from you dragon form- haha..." She explained everything quickly in a panicked tone of voice but you were able to get most of what she was saying.

"What happens. To my offspring. Then?"

"Oh well- it's the same for everyone you see! All reproduction between different species will always follow this same rule- born of the mother's species- sometimes with a hint of the father's traits! Like in your case, I think maybe your kids would have an affinity for poison and may develop wings or scales haha!" Well that answers that question.

"What about the Half Elves?"

"Oh, well Humans and Elves are pretty closely related so that's why they make hybrids like those! Hah, haha..." And that answers that question.

"Nero, guard the entrance. Make sure none. Disturb us. As for you. Goblin Whore, I will. Have my fun. With you. Rejoice for. You will. Be the first test. Of my human. Seed." You gave the order and proceeded to grasp Becky by her hips.

"I ALREADY TOLD YOU THAT IT'S ESSENTIALLY THE SAME AS YOUR DRAGON FORM- AH!" She is cut off when you scoop her up in your arms and carry her up the steps into her home. She tries to struggle against your grip but your arms are far stronger than anything she can do. When you do enter her home, it was a complete mess, books and papers strawn all over the place. Closing the door behind you, her face was tomato red from embarrassment, a messy house would be the last of her worries by the time you were done? She was a doctor and they help their patients, and right now, your cock was in alot of strain and required an outlet. She will have to provide you some extensive care and medicine. Either ways, you carry her over to a large dining table and shift the papers aside, some of it falling off entirely. She strikes you with a fist in annoyance at your complete disregard of the mess she calls a home. Opening her mouth, she lets you know that she would have cleaned up if she knew she was going to have some company over. If she was trying to use humour to mask her complete and utter horror, she was failing miserably. You could see her lips quiver in fear everytime she spoke and her legs were basically useless at this point. Plopping her down onto her table, you spread both of her useless legs to the side since she was clearly unable to do so herself. Leaving her there for a second, you take a look around her house, perhaps she would have something useful you could use. It would not hurt to maybe get some doctor's sedative or medicine. A quick glance about the place, you realised that you could not figure out what half of these bottles and potions did. Some had labels and some did not, those that did had weird wording or words you did not recognise, doctor stuff you assumed. Although, there was one thing you saw that really caught your eye, "super ovulation inducing".

"How does it feel. To have the honour. Of bearing Dragon Young." You remarked as you approached the goblin lady with the bottle in your hand behind you.

"Look I really wanted to fuck before but this is a little too much for me- can't you just put me down and take something else from here? I have a few expensive items here and ther- Agh- Ack- Auck- Ack- glug- glug- glurg- glug-" You cut her off with a forceful shove of the bottle into her mouth. You made sure to forecfully hold it up so that every single drop of the bottle would make it into her system. She tries to slap at your hand and the bottle, to no avail of course. Her eyes are full of tears as she frantically looks about the room, before landing on your sadistic grin and then slowly looking towards the label of the bottle. Teary eyed and afraid, she really starts to throw a hissy fit, flailing her entire body about and screaming into the bottle lodged in her mouth. You simply hold her still and waited until you were sure the contents of the entire bottle had entered her. Once you were done, you pull it out and tossed the bottle haphazardly onto a stack of nearby papers.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKER, YOU INSANE FUCK, DO YOU REALISE WHAT THAT BOTTLE DOES? YOU JUST POURED THE ENTIRE FUCKING THING INSIDE OF ME! THEY USE THAT FOR HORSES YOU ASSHOLE, THAT SHIT IS GOING TO BE TEN TIMES WORSE ON GOBLINS YOU FUCKER!" The woman roars in sheer fury, it even kind of scares you a little. She was the oldest woman you were about to fuck and the wrath of one was not something you had experienced before. Swiping her hands about in an attempt to scratch you, the both of your own arms reach out to hold them still. Noticing that her hands are restrained, she decides to try and bite you... In the dick. You had brought it up to her face in an attempt to hold her down properly but she went and bit it. SHE BIT IT. Suddenly feeling the rage overtake you, the restraining arms let go and you proceed to take hold of both her pigtails. This one is really going to get it now. Powering through her sharp canines, you slam the entire length of your cock down her throat, causing her to **** in shock. Her teary eyes go wide as she feels the invading member in her throat, perhaps she thought that biting your friend would dissuade you. Well she was dead wrong and now you were going to teach her what happens to disrespectful girls. Without even giving her a chance to acclimate to the oversized pecker in her throat, you begin to pull out slowly. She still tries to bite down slightly but the moment you start to feel pain, you ram it all the way back into her throat. With that, you find your rhythm, pounding away at her throat while holding on tightly to her hair. The pigtails were really the perfect handles attached to her head, not to mention the feeling of her nose pressing against your stomach. The best part was the view itself, her legs were still weak, so she was helplessly holding herself up with her hands as her body was bent over. Truly an exciting image.

Grunting madly, you took your time with her, if you returned the next day, it would be fine right? It was not like they owned you, speaking of owning people. You could feel yourself getting close, however you did not wish to waste your first human seed down her stomach. If anything, it should be go into her sacred place downstairs. In one vicious pull, you removed yourself from her mouth, your cock shining in the dim light from her saliva. Glaring down at her, you could see her mouthing something. Lifting her chin up with your hand, you got a good look at her face. Saliva and precum coated the sides of her mouth, as well as some of your pubic hair. Right, you had that now since you were in a human form, what an odd evolutionary trait. With one hand on her chin and another grasping your cock, you gave her cute face some much needed dick slapping. The full length of your member deflected off her cheek, causing ripples to flow through them everytime you smacked her.

"Plea- please... *sniff* Don't do this... I'll do anything you want...*sniffle* Just ple- please don't." She begged weakly, not that it was your problem anymore though, she did bite your best friend. Although, that potion must be some pretty serious stuff for her to do a complete one eighty in demeanor, huh?

"You don- you don't understand... *sob* Us goblins can have up to five per litter... *sniff* That bottle is for horses that are five times our size- *sniff* you poured the whol- the whole- *sniff* the WHOLE THING! *sob* Please, I could have up to TWENTY! *sniff* PLEASE, FIND IT IN YOUR HEART TO SPARE ME. *sob* THERE'S NO WAY I CAN HOLD THAT MANY, I'M SO FUCKING SMALL, PLEASE GOD FUCK. *sob* PLEASE..." She continued to beg, it would have been heartbreaking if it was not so hot. If you were a better dragon, maybe you would have given her nine at max, that sounded like a feasible number. But twenty you say? That sounds almost unreal, let us put that theory to the test shall we? She squealed and continued to struggle as you aligned yourself with her pussy. Time to give your human cock a proper test drive, and drive into her you did. She was not virgin tight, clearly she had slept around with other goblins, but boy was it still quite the comfortable hole. Besides, judging from her reaction to you fulling hilting inside of her, you were definitely her biggest one yet. Guess most goblin males did not have that big of a dick, who would have guessed huh? She let out a loud whine before going completely silent, no longer reacting to anything you would do. She finally accepted her fate, good, now you could really begin. With one hand, you would grasp one breast and with another, you would cup one of her ass cheeks. When you were sure you were fully secured, you began to pound into her. Everytime you would reach her deepest recesses she would make a cute moan, must be the first time anyone has gone that deep into her. Since you had cut the blowjob short, you were already ready to burst deep inside, she could sense it too. With a few rapid thrusts, you quickly hilted yourself and exploded inside of her. Her face contorting into one of sheer pleasure and pain as your roared out load.

"GET FUCKING PREGNANT YOU GOBLIN WHORE! AARGH!" You were not used to speaking in full sentences as a human, and yet those words came out almost perfectly. At this point, she had been relegated to dick doctor, remedying the pains you were experiencing from a lack of ejaculation straight into a very fertile vagina. She had resigned herself at that point, closing her eyes and speaking a prayer to whatever god that would hear her call. It did not take long for the pop up to occur with a timer of 10 minutes, its title was "successful impregnation (2 of 9) (1 of 73)". You were slightly taken aback, how many potential impregnations? How powerful were these bottles that she had kept in stock and used on horses? Why on earth were there two different sets of numbers shown on the bar? They must be pretty hard to make if they were this effective, you will have to ask her for more, not like she could refuse. She still had her eyes closed but you were sure that she had heard the pop up appear before her. Helping her out a little, you decided to forcefully pry her eyelids apart to show her the full extent of the damage. She barely even put up a fight anymore, letting you do as you pleased. Once she laid eyes upon the pop up, it looked as though her whole world was shattered. A certain level of gloominess overtook her as she gently shifted your hands aside, closed her eyes, and accepted her fate. The feeling of her defeat was enough to make your cock go back to full mast again, if you were going to fully inseminate every single egg, then you would have to be hard at work. Once again, you began to thrust into her with reckless abandon...

"Fuck, *huff* this is. *huff* Har- *gulp* hard work. *grunt* Making kids. FUCK! NNRGHHH- FUCK! *grunt* Aaaaaaahh..." You had just came for the seventh time that day, it was nearing evening and you were not even halfway done. The timer was currently on three minutes and showed you "successful impregnation (8 of 9) (10 of 73)". The woman beneath you was still being smashed against the table, the legs wobbling and looked as though it was close to snapping. She was motionless at that point, she had stopped moving, sobbing and reacting by the sixth nut you had. You thought it was fine, but it would probably be best to feed and give her a drink after this. Now you took pride in your ability to go for quite a while but there was certainly a limit to the number of times you could cum. You needed a break too, probably best to stop here and- there was a sudden smack against the metal door. Covering Becky's mouth, she did not even bother screaming, merely meekly whimpering into your hand. Waiting for a few seconds, you enter a fighting stance as a second kick to the door happens. Without a second thought, you sprint over to the door and fling it open... Only to find Nero there waiting for you. Right, you had kind of forgotten that he was still here, did he want something? Perhaps some grass would calm him right dow- he suddenly pushes past you, barely fitting through the doorway. Confusion surges through you as he struggles to traverse the small room, relative to him of course. What was this horse doing? As you followed his lead, that was when you saw it and understood completely, he too was a creature of domination. Kindred spirits such as yourselves should stick together. He was sporting the longest horse cock that you had ever seen, about four inches long and thicker than your arm. His cock barely dragged across the floor only because he was so tall. He turned his head to face the poor woman on the table, before turning to face you proper. You stood there understanding what he wanted without even sharing any words. You had already claimed some of her eggs, you did not mind sharing some with your loyal steed. With a careless wave of your hand, you gave him the go ahead to rock her world, probably even crazier than youd did. There was a new goal now, you promised yourself to level up even more and outsize your horse.

"No! Thi- this is wrong! I've never had horse coc- OH MY GOD!" Becky squealed as Nero got up on his haunches and subsequently mounted the fearful goblin lady. Her eyes were wide in shock from witnessing the full extent of Nero's virility, his cock hardening and flopping heavily onto her stomach. Not only did she receive the biggest humanoid dick she has ever had, now she was going to get a taste of the biggest horse dick she has ever seen.

"If you know. What's good for you. You will spread your legs. And accept him fully and willingly. Before he decides. To break you. Himself." You informed her as you walked over with two cups of water in hand, taking a sip out of one of them. She seems to agree as she almost immediately grabbed both of her ankles and pulled them apart wide open for the beast. It was almost shocking to you how fast she did it as you helped some water into her mouth.

"Fuuuuuuck~ he's huge! That's the biggest one yet! I've always held back from horse cock but you've already ruined me, so might as well right!?" She seemed almost psychotic blurting those out after gulping down some water. Maybe you had already broken her yourself way before Nero could get a chance, not that it mattered. The horse bucked a few times, missing the hole, actually it looked as though he could not even get it in due to the size difference. Rolling your eyes, you walked over and pulled her loose lips apart.

"Come on big boy! Fuck me, ruin me even more!" She rambled incessantly as she awaited the imminent destruction to her body. Noticing the disparity between how she reacted previously and now, you glared her down in annoyance.

"Where was this. Reverance. When it was. My turn?" You asked accusingly.

"Fuck off, asshole." She replied, relegating you to an afterthought. Before you could even continue, you instinctively pulled your fingers away from the Goblin's hole as Nero suddenly surged forward. Staring in surprised amazement, you watch as Nero practically enlarges the hole you were just fucking by about five times its original size. Becky squeals in pained excitement as her tongue lolls out of her mouth and her eyes begin to roll up backwards. The most insane part? He was barely even a fifth of the way in. Taking a step back, you decided to head over to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat. With the way things were going, this woman was not going to sleep tonight, not with two extremely sexually active males both vying to pass on their seed. Working your way through cupboards and a weird box thing that was painfully cold on the inside, you chanced a peak behind you to clearly see the woman's crazed expression. As an animal doctor, she must get many patrons that have pets with large dicks. She must have been pent up from being unable indulge in her most darkest fantasies. You basically gave her what she wanted, or rather her life was going to get fucked up no matter what, so she might as well have some fun. Settling for some bread, you returned to the scene of the crime to find Nero bucking and speeding up his thrusts. You recognised it almost immediately, however it was weird to see it from a third person view instead of being the person doing it. The goblin lady is panting heavily when you plopped your exposed cock onto her face while taking a few bites out of her food. You were expecting her to try and bite it again but to your surprise, she begins to lovingly lick the bottom it. That settles it, she has truly lost all inhibitions. Enjoying the tongue working on your cock, you lazily continued your meal as Nero was almost done with his. In quite a brutal fashion, he manages to cram himself halfway through before he unloads a frankly absurd amount of semen into her vagina. She screams aloud in pain and love as you rub your cock against her face.

"Successful impregnation (9 of 9) (15 of 73), how does it feel. To carry the young. Of a mighty dragon. And a beast of a horse?" You teased as Nero released himself from her grip. An alarming amount of cum begins to flow out of her sas she gives your tip a gentle kiss.

"Go fuck yourself bastard, your horse fucks better than you do." She retorts in an effort to make you feel inferior. How can such an old lady be such a brat? Shoving the bread into her mouth, you walk over to her front to get another turn in. Nero simply stands off to the side to recharge his batteries.

"We shall see." You stated ominously before assuming your Draconic form. Nero seems to give you some space, either due to fear or respect. Becky, simply stares on dumbfounded.

"He- hey, hold on now darling~ I don't think I can keep going right now, maybe you coul-" She is cut off as you pick her up in one hand flip her over. However you ensure that she does not make contact with the table, instead you hold her aloft and begin to line her up with your groin. Now even in your true form, your shaft was nowhere near the same size as Nero's, however you had much more experience fucking in this form. She seems to recognise this too from how deftly you manipulated her body.

"Yo- you know, if you maybe stayed in this form. I wouldn't be so disagreeable?" She lets you know as you begin to rub up against her sore and used up cunt. So she really does just like fucking animals huh? You could not respond to her verbally, so you decide to show her how you felt and rammed into her deepest part in one go. Her mouth was agape and saliva was spat out as she felt your entire being claim her again. You could clearly feel that it was much looser than before, but that did not dissuade you at all. You were much bigger in your true form and the animal fucker was a pro at tightening her core. The pleasure you got as you pulled her forwards and backwards with a single hand was as good as the first time you fucked her. All she could do was to helplessly flail about as you pounded into her for the eighth time that day. Her tired legs flung themselves in the same motion from the momentum of her entire body. Her arms were trapped against her body by your powerful hand, your other hand securing yourself against the table. It is not long before you could feel your release coming, her pussy skillfully massaging your cock, constantly coaxing said release. Picking up your speed, you stared Nero straight into his eyes to show him who the stronger male was around here. He seems to take the hint as he immediately avoids your gaze and turns to look about the room. With your dominance established, you pulled Becky against you in a single powerful slam and ejaculated again. She screams loudly as your hot cum rushes in to join the rest of your sperm along with Nero's. Slowly pulling out of her, you yawned and stretched like a cat as you dropped her carelessly onto the table. This led to the table's inevitable destruction, it snapping cleanly in half and the poor goblin tumbling gently onto a messy stack of papers beneath it.

"FUCK! ASSHOLE! THAT TABLE WAS EXPENSIVE YOU KNOW!" She scolded you as though she was not getting destroyed repeatedly on said table. Ignoring her anger, you simply picked her up under one arm and carried her upstairs, Nero following behind you eagerly. If her bed was not downstairs then obviously it was upstairs. The last thing anyone could see from the front door was Becky slowly disappearing up the stairs as two large beasts eagerly carried her up. Tonight was going to be along and tiring night for her, hope she was up to the task. The rest of the night was pretty much more of the same, you and Nero would take turns railing her on the queen size bed she slept in. It was almost comedic how large the bed was compared to her actual size. Perhaps she brought home some much larger humanoid men? Either ways, the two of you were much larger than said bed, leading to quite the size difference between giver, receiver and bed. Neither of you were going to let her rest, you both silently agreed on that. When one of you finished nutting, you would immediately tap out and swap with the other, ensuring that at least one cock was inside the woman at all times. You wondered if the neighbours would hear the constant loud moaning and screaming, along with the clapping of flesh and the rocking of the bed. This was not enough to dissuade you from satisfying your carnal lust for her body but it was something to be wary of. By midnight, the bed was moist with a mixture of sweat and semen. By three O'clock, the floor was swamped with mostly semen, some of it flowing downstairs to muddy her papers and books. By five O'clock, the both of you could finally feel some form of lethargy take over your bodies. By then, you had already lost count how many turns you both had, or how many times you had nutted. Her timer for successful impregnation had already long been completed, you guys were just going the distance for completion's sake at this point. Becky herself was unresponsive, albeit still breathing, so neither of you really cared and simply continued rutting into her motionless form.

(Seven days to the next Blood Moon)

"Hello daddy!~~~" You were suddenly awakened from your slumber, suddenly shooting out of your bed. Unexpectedly, you were hit with panic from the unfamiliar surroundings. The chirping of birds could be heard throught he walls. The morning sun shone poorly through the curtains and into the room. Oh god, the room, it smelled of hell in here, like two guys had just ejaculated fifty times in here or something... Oh right, they did. Turning to the source of the voice, you noticed that the bed was moist and also crusty at certain points. The goblin lady herself was standing at the side of the bed, a tray of food items in hand. You attempted to speak... Only to realise you were still in your dragon form. Quickly, you returned to the familiar man that she was lusting over yesterday. Once you did so, you scanned the room again, Nero was nowhere to be seen. The floor seemed to either have a layer of wet cum or a layer of dried cum, she is going to need to do some serious cleaning after this.

"AHEM! HELLO DADDY!~~~" Becky repeats herself again in an effort to grab your attention. Finally bother to acknowledge her, you sat up on the side of the bed and gently rubbed her head. This seems to elicit a positive rumble out of her as she danced on the spot. Tentatively, you picked an apple from the assortment of goods she had prepared for you.

"You seem... Happy. Are you not furious?" You questioned carefully as you bit into the fruit.

"Oh trust me, I'm absolutely fuming! I would strangle you right now if I wasn't so fucking happy! Gods, I imagined horse cock would be great but your horse is something else! And I guess dragon cock is pretty good too." She answered you in a rather confusing tone. You tilted your head slightly, trying to understand if she was mad about last night or not.

"Sooooooo... If you are mad. Why prepare me. Breakfast." You asked as you eagerly chowed down the sweet fruit.

"Cause you're going to be my baby daddy! You AND that majestic horse! I'm going to wring out everything that's of worth from you two. And you're going to help me raise our kids... Right?~" Those words send shivers down your spine. You had never considered this because you did not think it would even happen to you. She was trying to entrap you into taking responsibility for those eighty-two kids you and Nero had just pumped into her. The long silence was deafening as neither of you wanted to speak up for what felt like an hour. That was when she held her head low and sighed, slight tears forming in the side of her eyes. "Who am I kidding, you're obviously not going to share any gold or whatever. You're just an evil fucking dragon that forces himself on helpless ladies like myself. There is no way I can just ask you to just leave that life to work your ass off in a nine to five in the city." All that false bravado she had immediately dries up when she sees your hesitation. "Look, I'm pretty loaded, I'm sure I can easily provide for all those bastards you put in me. I- I just, don't want to do it alone. Please, promise me you'll be here... For them... And me..." She gently whispered as she laid the tray down and clasped both your hands in hers. Her eyes were sincere and loving as you stared into them. Somewhere deep in your black heart, you could finally muster a sliver of pity for the girl whose life you had basically ruined with the burden of constant motherhood. You considered her plea for a few seconds before deciding on an answer.

"If. I'm. In. Town."

"...Good enough."