You hear rustling from nearby

Placing your hand forward, you open up your new stat sheet.

Level up!
Lesser Poison Dragon
Level 7->Level 8
Melee Attack 20->25
Ranged Attack 9->11
Natural Armor 8->9
Speed 6->7
Weakness: Earth
Special Abilities:
Poison Bite - Each bite deals Melee Attack damage and poisons enemies for 8 Poison Damage/Per second.
Poison Veil - Immune to poison.
Draconic Awe - Melee attacks targeting you have a 10% chance of failure.
Lesser Hoard - 1 random, permanent item from each defeated enemy is placed at your spawn point. Can be looted only upon your defeat.

You were still slightly peeved at the fact that you were just getting stat increases as of now. Could you not have received a range breath attack? Like a true dragon you know? Closing the tab, you turn back to the woman beneath you and realised you had to hide this mess before Slazar returns. Grumbling, you hesitantly retrieved her shorts and placed them back on her cum stained bottom. Once that was done, you stretched out like a cat, mostly satisfied with the recent developments. In the midst of your stretch, you hear a noise coming from one of the nearby bushes but do not see anyone. You squint your eyes in an attempt to perceive anything, only to jump back in shock when Slazar suddenly pops into existence before you.

"Ah Master Dragon! My apologies, I came running as soon as I heard your roar. Where are the enemies?" He questioned as he looked you over with a healing spell in hand. You puff your chest out to show him your new and improved body, eager to be complimented for your level up like as if you were not just plowing a slut beforehand. Once he confirmed you were unharmed, he stepped back and scanned the area, having not noticed your increase in strength. This brat. As you were about to slap him across the back, you noticed that his title had slightly changed to Slazar Level 3 Cleric (NPC). He had gained experience and leveled up too it would seem, although, he did not deal any of the finishing blows. Was it because you were in a party? His participation in that battle was still rather minimal, thus he received enough only to go up one level. Either ways, progress was still progress, soon enough he will be strong enough to help you through the Emerald Serpent's dungeon.

"Uhhhh, Master, were you in combat? Where are the enemies?" He questioned again, glancing about in a vain attempt to find the Heroes that he thought you were battling. Giving up, you rolled your eyes and turned your attention to Nancy. She was not attempting any escape as of now, but it would be bad to leave her alone. There was still four other Heroes left unaccounted for, they had to be dealt with lest you are caught with your non-existent pants down. Dragging Nancy along, you ushered Slazar into your Lair and towards the Grand Tree. You ordered Slazar to frisk search Nancy and to tie her to the Grand Tree with his dexterous fingers which were more suited for the task than your claws. Well you tried to order him. It took a few tries with a coil of vines to convey the message to him but he eventually got it. Pushing her up against the tree, he began to grasp as her clothes and hair to find any items on her. You noticed a blush form on his cheek as he did so. After he was done, he began to skillfully wrap her to the tree with the vines, ensuring her limbs were properly restrained. Although you had to scold him slightly when he strapped some of the vines over her stomach, he seemed confused but followed orders all the same. During the process, Slazar had found a total of 15 gold coins from the Bard, no other loot besides her broken lute though.

Tossing the lute and gold amongst your hoard of items, you noticed two new additions. Pulling them from the pile of items, you held them up, a dagger from the Fighter and a Bastard Sword from the Hunter. Not that you were going to use them but you were ecstatic all the same as you tossed them back into pile. Turning back, you found that Slazar had just finished with his handiwork and was just wiping the woman clean with a wet rag. He seemed utterly perplexed at how she got this wet and slimy when he was gone for only a few minutes. She could not do anything but let herself be cleaned, although you assumed she did not mind, generously accepting the act of kindess after the absolute pounding you gave her previously. She could see you smiling from behind Slazar, you were the only other person who knew of her secret and Slazar was obliviously cleaning the evidence for you. Gritting her teeth, she tried to avoid eye contact the best she could.

Once the two of you were done resting, you proceeded downstream from your Lair, having recovered enough for another fight. You were pretty sure that a rogue and a knight went that way, it would be best to get the drop on them. Again, as before, your dynamic duo took to the treelines, the terrain shall be abused to your advantage as much as possible. It took a while, they had gone further than you expected. When you found them, they were both by the river near the edge of the forest, on the opposite side of the river from your Lair. You had some mixed feelings about that location, you did take Maria there the first time but you also did almost die there. There were not many trees that managed to cross over the river, so getting to the other side from above would be difficult. You were not very keen on participating in water combat any time soon, so you did not want to cross the river in their view. The best option for now would be to observe them for any opening, that was, until a dagger flew past you and into the unsuspecting Kobold behind you.

Slazar fell out of the trees and into the forest floor below, it seems like he was still conscious but he was badly injured from the fall. Well, no more hesitation now. You leaped out of the trees and glided down towards the Rogue who had launched that sneak attack of his. Crashing into the dirt below, the Rogue had ducked out of the way and kicked up some sand in order to disorient you. Your eyes were **** shut as you backed away from his smokescreen, giving him a free opportunity to launch another sneak attack empowered dagger towards you. You gritted your teeth as you recoil from the sudden pain, you were getting absolutely worked here! In a blind rage, you thrashed about and swung your tail in large sweeps hoping to hit the fool. As you did so, you felt the bash of a shield hit your side as the Knight smashed into you. This was enough to throw you off balance and onto your back, an easy opportunity for them to jump you. You could do nothing to resist their onslaught as a longsword was brought down upon you, cutting open your side. A dagger was thrust into your cheek, tearing it and leaving a large gash on the skin. You roared out in pain, was this the end?

As the Rogue flipped around, he prepared to finish you off, leaping into the air and winding up his arm. It was then when he suddenly froze, crashing into the dirt beside you. Glancing behind him, you could see that Slazar had his hands out and was holding onto a random piece of metal while muttering beneath his breath. The poor thing was beaten and battered but was still holding on enough to help with the battle. Thankful for the assistance, you seized this opportunity given to you by its throat as you sweeped your tail towards the Knight, forcing them back. In the midst of that action, you also pounced onto the **** Rogue, biting down on the back of their neck. You shook about as you injected as much poison as possible to weaken the fool. Once that was done, you turned your attention to the Knight, Slazar had the other one held down. It was a one on one, you could win this

Stealing the technique used on you previously, you dug your claws into the sand below and threw it up towards the Knight. This **** them to hold their shield up for a block, which gave you the opportunity to close the distance. Once you were close enough, you paced around them, the both of you were waiting for the other to make a move. That shield would block every one of your attacks and the longsword ensured you kept your distance, quite the annoying combination. You were already gravely injured while the Knight was still in tip-top condition. It would be advantageous to draw out this battle though, the poison was working its way through the paralysed Rogue and would inevitably kill him without an antidote. Once that occurred, you and Slazar would have a better chance together. Although, it seems like the Knight had the same realisation as they had position themselves between you and Slazar, slowly shuffling backwards towards him. They were going for your Cleric.

Without a moment's notice, you rushed forward towards the Knight as they too turned their back and dashed towards your Kobold friend. Time seemed to slow as you crossed the river towards the Knight who was almost on Slazar. You were too slow! The Knight winded up their strike, bringing it down onto Slazar who had stopped focusing on the spell and brought out his wooden sword. You blinked in fear, were you about to lose your newest and only friend? Slazar made eye contact with you, his eyes were filled with appehension, he could see your desperation too. Knowing that this could be the end, he held up his blade anyways and attempted to block the attack. And then, it connected. Your eyes widened in shock, it was a miracle. Much like when a dice rolls a perfect twenty, Slazar had barely managed to parry the attack. It had cut through his blade, cleaving it in two, and dug into his shoulder instead of his head.

Leaping out of the water, you spun in mid-air before slashing down on the Knights back. This action **** all three of you to stumble about, the Knight losing their sword as it was still lodged in Slazar. Attempting to keep up the pressure, you tackled the Knight to the ground and tried to rip the shield out of their grip. What a pesky little object! You prised and twisted the shield about but the Knight had a solid grip on it, delivering you blow after blow with their fist. The two of you struggled on the ground for a while as you hissed and roared from each blow delivered towards you. You could feel your consciousness fading when suddenly, the Knights head is caved in. Looking up, you see Slazar holding onto the Longsword, having just smashed it into the Knights head. At that moment, you turned around to see that the Rogue had also expired from the poison. You had both just gotten a kill each and had earned Slazar another level up, a gust of wind blowing through him. While you did not level up again, you are still proud of the little man as he excitedly examines himself. He is suddenly enveloped in a golden light as you tap him lightly, opening up his character sheet.

Level up!
Kobold Cleric (Divine Domain: Fertility)
Level 3->Level 5
Melee Attack 7->9
Ranged Attack 5->7
Light Armor 7
Speed 3->5
Weakness: Ice, Radiant
Special Abilities:
Pack Tactics - Attacking an enemy together with an ally gives you advantage.
Darkvision - You can see in the dark up to 60 feet of you as shades of gray.
Draconic Legacy (Red Dragon) - You have a natural affinity for magic and have access to a unique spell at birth (Invisibility).
Channel Divinity (Turn Undead) - Present a holy object to turn an Undead away from you, causing them to run away.
Channel Divinity (Greater Libido) - Present a holy object to temporarily increase the sex drive of a creature of your choice.
Cantrips: Spare the Dying, Mending, Light.
Spells: Invisibility, Bless, Cure Wounds, Create or Destroy Water, Detect Magic, Purify Food and Drink, Hold Person, Silence, Revivify, Create Food and Water.

"Wow, that is quite the wall of text!" You thought to yourself as you could finally see his stats properly. Giving it a quick read, you noticed features that he had not used yet, the most peculiar of which was his Divine Domain. He was a Fertility Cleric? Well, he was suppose to be a Matchmaker for Dragons. Channel Divinity (Greater Libido) looked to be extremely interesting, you will definitely have a use for that in the future once you can communicate with Slazar. Once the light faded, Slazar gave you a tired smile before falling forward and leaning his head against you. Moving a hand to pet his head, you awkwardly stroked his horns as he began to cast his healing magic upon you. The wound on his shoulder began to close up as you felt yourself also being healed, rejuvenating your being. Having your very own healer has been very helpful indeed, as was watching him grow in strength himself. Peeling off of you, he lets you know that he was out of spell slots and could no longer cast anymore spells. The fighting would have to be held off until the next day when Slazar was fully rested. You had **** but to agree, it would be disadvantageous to pursue the last group now. Best to hope they just never find your Lair. You began to crawl back to your Lair, Slazar limping against you the entire way.

"No, of course not. Yes, he has been good, of course. We will continue to make you proud," Slazar muttered under his breath. It was something he did sometimes when he was praying to his god and it was safe to assume he was just doing that. Did not stop the creepiness factor though. The sun could barely be seen anymore when the both of you made it to your Lair, twilight breaking through the treeline. To your joy, the Bard was still there, seems like the bindings would actually work this time. Heading over to your hoard, you search for the new items acquired from your latest combat encounter. A small vial sat precariously atop a iron chestplate, you recognise the green contents as some form of poison actually. It might be beneficial to give some of these items over to Slazar to buff him up for the many coming battles the two of you will definitely have. Either ways, you turn your attention back to the slut stuck to the tree. You strut over to her, trying to hide the pain from your previous combat. She recoils as you got closer until finally, you loomed over her, a devious grin forming upon your face. In an effort to avoid eye contact, she stares pass you at Slazar, who looked rather uncomfortable being glared at by the woman. Trying to get pass his embarrassment, Slazar slinked forward and spoke to you.

"Errr, Master Dragon? Perhaps it would be best if we took turns resting and standing guard," he remarked while pretending the Bard was not there. He had a point and you could most definitely take advantage of such a situation. Nodding your head, you gesture for him to take his rest first as you gave him the most convincing friendly smile you could. This was enough for him as he walked over to an empty spot on the ground and tucked himself into his tail. About ten minutes after he had laid down, he had his back faced to the Grand Tree as you walked over to ensure he was deep in sleep. It seems like it did not take long for him to slumber as he was already drooling slightly from the side of his mouth. Grabbing a blanket from your pile of goods, you laid it over Slazar and tucked him in just to confirm he was in fact asleep. Good, you were finally free to have your fun.

You returned to the Bard who was still awake. Her face was as red as a tomato when you approached, guess she knew what was going to happen next. Getting on your hind legs, you showed her your erection which was levelled exactly at her face. She will learn to remember its shape and smell once you were done with her. Splaying your hands out against the Grand Tree, you leaned forward and let your cock slap against her face, her nose getting a good whiff of it. She tries to shake you off but you bring one hand down to hold her head steady and brought the other down to direct your penis. It was kissing at her lips, the tip sensually rubbing against them was driving you crazy. However, she refused to part them, refusing to allow you entry into her mouth. You would not be denied, and besides, you could go as long as you want now without fear of being found out. Well, if Slazar woke up you might get caught but you were not smart enough to think about that potential scenario. Releasing your cock, your other hand proceeded to pull her jaw open, finally giving you full access to her mouth. The sensation was extraordinary as you fully grasped the Grand Tree with both hands, your hips bucking into her mouth repeatedly and without relenting. Only the occasional cry or breath would break through your thrusts as her flushed face struggled to take your ****.

Looking down, you noticed she had her eyes closed, this will not do. You had to teach your new prisoner well. Using one hand, you lightly slapped her face to **** her eyes to jolt open. With the same hand again, you tilted her chin so that her eyes were **** to look into yours, ensuring full eye contact. After that, you resumed your thrusting into her mouth, your cock coated in her saliva and her makeup ruined from her own tears. The Grand Tree would shake slightly against your power as you slammed your hips into her face. This went on for about twenty minutes all while you thrusted at a constant violent pace, forcing her to **** and gag on you cock, the only sounds that could be heard through the dead of night. Finally, you could feel it rising within your core, it was almost time to feed your prisoner. Speeding up your thrusts, you could tell her mouth and throat was sore from massaging your barbed penis. For giving you such a good time, you shall reward her generously. With one final thrust, she took all of you and you claimed all of her.

You are panting heavily as you grip the tree with all your might, unloading rope after rope of life-giving semen down her hungry throat. "There we go, enjoy the dinner slut," you thought as you brought your head down to nuzzle her hair. Her eyes are tired and red from crying, her face a pitiful reflection of a once proud woman. Slowly, you pull out of her mouth, ensuring you both felt each and every inch pass by. Once you slip the tip out of her, she is panting heavily and gasping for air, she was a complete mess. Just the sight of her alone was enough to get you hard again, tonight would be a long one for her. Slapping her across the cheek with you cock, you stared into her eyes to let her know that you had only just finished one round. There would be many more to come.

The moon is high in the sky when you are finally satisfied. Glancing down, the slut's entire face and upper body is coated in your semen, load after load had been sprayed upon her. Levelling up has given you plenty of stamina, not enough to go the whole night though. Her eyes are blank and merely stare upwards towards you, her mouth agape and full of your cum. You bend down to give her pussy one last whiff before heading off to sleep, she was soaking wet as you did so. You contemplated waking up Slazar for his turn at standing guard but decide against it as he would require a full night's rest if he were to regain all his spells. Laying down, you place your head onto your crossed arms and begin to doze off, you would clean her when morning comes and before Slazar awoke. Drifting off to sleep, you smirk slightly, having had such a fun time.

(Twenty-five days to the next Blood Moon)

You only manage a few hours of sleep before waking up at the crack of dawn. Sleeping in would be dangerous, there was still two more heroes unaccounted for and the mess of a Bard you had to clean up. Yawning as you got up, you glanced over to Slazar to find him still asleep, good. You grab some of the water that Slazar had previously used to clean the woman and splash her with it, awakening her from her slumber. She is spooked and gives you a few quick blinks of the eye before grimacing, her mouth was still sore. Looking her over, it did not seem like any permanent damage had been done to her, which was a good thing if you wanted your brood to be born healthy. There was no trace of semen in her mouth, seems like she swallowed everything, the slut. Staring down at her, you notice how pretty she is when she was wet, coaxing your member to full mast again. A quick one would not hurt would it?

Her mouth must still be hurting, so you resort to just jacking off before her. Your member was pretty spent from last night, so it takes some time but you finally feel a load coming after about ten minutes. Picking up the pace, you spray her in the face with cum as she tries to shift her head out of the way. She fails to do so of course, instead getting a fat load straight into her mouth on accident. She hacks and coughs, trying to spit it out. Whatever, you were satisfied either ways, splashing her face again with another bucket of water to clean off any remaining traces of cum. Stretching your back like a cat, you headed over to Slazar who was stirring slightly. You gently shake him awake and as you did so, he shot out of his makeshift bed and swung his newly acquired Longsword around, almost clipping you in the horn. Rather annoyed, you roared at him and slapped the blade out of his hand. Slazar shrunk in the sudden realisation of what he had done, looking up to you apologetically. What kind of nightmare was he having?

"Ah, M- Master Dragon! My apologies, I wa- was just shocked, that's all..." He muttered under his breath. Glaring down at him, you sighed and simply licked your lips in hunger. You remembered reading somewhere on his stat sheet that he had a spell called "Create Food and Water". It must have been newly acquired after the battle because he had not used it previously. Slazar seems to get the memo as he gets up and channels the magic from the air around him, waving his hand around hypnotically. After a while of shuffling about, he casts the spell and a feast for a king is manifested before you. Whole roasted chickens and large loafs of bread plopped against the ground as water filled some of the containers you had lying around. Your eyes shot wide open as you gleefully approached the meal sent from the gods themselves and took a bite out of a nice chunk of the meat. Tearing it off, you chewed and chewed until you realised something once you attempted to swallow. This was really bland.

Slazar also seems to realise this fact as his face contorted in confusion from the piece of bread in his hand. You guess that was a trade off for conjuring food from thin air, however it did not lessen the impact of realising that there was a bunch of unpalatable food that you simply could not just waste. As you tried to munch on the food, Slazar came to your aid with a bottle of salt, spraying some of it onto your chicken leg. It only helped slightly as you both sat in silence as you chowed down. You were still eating when Slazar felt he had quite enough, setting down his fifth piece of bread and walking over to the captive woman behind him. He sprayed some of the salt on a chicken breast and was attempting to feed her some of it. You try to hide a smirk as she awkwardly takes it down her sore throat, you had already fed her plenty last night. Not long after the Bard is fully fed and provided with enough water, you finish up the last of the meat. All that remained was the bread as you gulped down multiple jugs of water, a surprisingly refreshing and clean taste. Quite the stark contrast to the quality of the food. Once your duo was done with the morning tasks, you both prepared to leave in search of the campsite of the last two heroes. They will rue the day they came marching into your forest.