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Your browser has a back button, and VK's e-mail has a 'delete' option. VK is tired of referring to himself in the third person and saying all these nasty things, but he has had to deal with some complete asshats in his internet surfing career. So with all that said, read on and enjoy the story! -------------------------------------------------- The Dragon's Kingdom by Von Krieger Cow-girl, dragon, hermaphrodite, master/slave, domination, mind control, transformation, slime A girl is given to her kingdom's dragoness queen as a sacrifice of a different sort... -------------------------------------------------- Mira shivered as she walked down the wide open hall, her hooves tapping a rhythm on the cold marble floor, her chains rattling as she walked. She shivered again, in part from the cold of the hall, in part from the fear of what was to become of her. She was chosen to be the sacrifice from her village, chosen to be presented as a gift to the beastly creature that ruled over them, that had twisted them all into new shapes when shi ascended the throne. The spear point in her back told her to walk faster, the dragonspawn guard not wanting to keep her mistress waiting. Mira had gotten off very lightly as far as changes went, she had taken on a few minor attributes from a cow. She had a tail now, as well as two tiny black horns that jutted from her forehead, as well as digigrade legs with black hooves replacing her feet. Unlike many others, she hadn't grown fur, her creamy chocolate skin remaining as perfect and unblemished as ever. She had also escaped the fate of having her breasts or genitals altered into some hideous configuration. Mira's little sister had her breasts enlarged, each with four heavy teats that needed to be milked daily, and a big cock that needed even more attention. Mira helped, only because she had to. She found the lust filled creature her sister had become to be disgusting. It was sickening, shi actually ENJOYED hir change. Shi loved being some freaky cow-monster, rather then a normal human. Although here there was no such thing as a normal human anymore, and it was all the fault of the damned dragon! How Astrarathanix, or Astra for short, survived the Dragon Purges, Mira would never know. But the dragoness had, through magic and trickery, managed to marry into the royal family of the very kingdom that was hellbent on seeing hir race dead. Considering what had happened, it was with good reason too. Astra had slain every member of the royal family, thereby strengthening hir own link with the kingdom. Five years ago her control had been complete, altering the land and it's people to fit her own designs and desires. Once per year each village had to give one of their own to Astra as an offering. The dragoness preferred females with few changes. Especially those that didn't appreciate hir 'gifts.' Mira was easy to pick out when Astra's seekers had come through for the annual choosing. The uses for the offerings differed, some Astra used for magical experiments. Some shi twisted into horrible shapes. Others shi made into monstrous beasts. Some shi used as sex toys. Others had their wombs filled the the beast's seed, made to lay eggs to repopulate the kingdom with dragons. Some shi just swallowed whole, devoured for sustainance. The dragonspawn prodded Mira to a place atop a raised dais in what was once the throne room. She smiled predatorially at Mira. The cowgirl just glared at the beast. The dragonspawn had been normal people once, but Astra had done something to them so that dragon's blood flowed through their veins. Some of them might have been unwilling, but people were signing up to become like those monsters. "So this is my new pet, eh?" chuckles a deep voice from the darkness of the room beyond. Mira's breath catches in her throat as Astra approaches. The tyrant is in hir preferred form, a blend of hir natural draconic state, and the stunning human shape shi appeared in as part of hir charade to acquire the throne. Mira would have said something in defiance, but she is awestruck by the dragon-herm. Mira had always imagined hir as some hideous, terrible beast, but in reality shi appeared, well... sexy. Astra approaches the dais naked, hir maleness half erect, showing hir excitement at having a new plaything. Shi climbs the stairs, towering over Mira by a good three and a half feet. "Very nice, very nice." shi says with a fang filled smile. "That outfit suits you well." the dragoness says, admiring the tight black skirt and tube top that Mira is dressed in. The dragoness circles her slowly, placing a taloned hand on her butt and squeezing gently. "Yes very nice." the dragoness coos in Mira's ear, reaching and her body to caress her tits. "So perfect, such a wonderfully proportioned little body." the dragoness says, as hir hand begins to slide down to Mira's crotch, hir other hand holding the chains so that Mira can't close her legs, leaving herself victim to the herm's caresses. "Yesss, such nice, powerful legsss." the dragoness hisses, hir forked tongue flicking out to tickle Mira's face. The dragoness continues to admire Mira. "You have a very beautiful body." Astra concludes, kissing Mira on the shoulder. "Th-th-thank you Mistress." Mira stutters. The cowgirl feels a clawed hand sliding up her leg, under her skirt, hooking a claw in her panties. She writhes, trying to pull away, but her chains will not allow it. "Please! No!" she pleads, as a scaly finger begins to stroke her womanhood softly. "Sssssh, pet. Just relax, I'm not going to hurt you." "What are you going to do with me?" Mira asks, almost hysterical. The dragoness releases her grip on Mira's chains, reaching around with hir other hand to hug Mira against hir body, groping her right breast as shi does so. "Play with you for a little while. Do you like this?" shi asks, hir teasing finger slipping a clawtip into Mira. "No." Mira squeaks. "Why not?" asks the dragoness curiously. "It's... it's... it's wrong." "Why is it wrong?" "Because I don't want you to touch me like that!" Astra's tongue snakes out, caressing Mira's cheek. "Would you prefer I touch you like this?" shi says with a chuckle. Mira almost shrieks in horror, feeling the dragon's hot, hard shaft pressed up against her backside. "Oh no! Gods no, please!" she begins to cry. A strange feeling from her crotch makes Mira gasp. "What about this, pet? Do you like this? Or this?" The herm pulls Mira's head around, thrusting hir tongue into the cowgirl's mouth. Mira is too surprised to resist. "Mmmmm..." Astra moans softly, delighting in the embrace. "Was that so bad?" shi asks as shi pulls back. "N-n-no, Mistress." Mira says. She draws a sharp intake of breath, the strange erotic feelings coming from her crotch are so powerful. "Do you like what I'm doing pet?" Astra asks. "Wh-what are you doing, Mistress?" asks the puzzled cowgirl. "Does it feel nice?" The dragoness asks, a smile on her face. "Y-y-yes." stutters Mira. "Then what does it matter what I'm doing?" Astra saysm nibbling Mira's neck lightly. "Y-you're changing me aren't you? Twisting my mind..." the cowgirl gasps. "I am." Astra admits. "And your body as well." Mira screams in horror, suddenly pushing away from the dragoness, the movement is unexpected, and Astra cannot catch her pet's chains in time. "No! I don't want to be changed!" Mira cries. The dragoness licks hir lips. "Too late." shi says. Mira turns her gaze downward to find a bulge in her skirt. "I... I... I have..." she stammers. "A cock." says the dragoness, slinking towards hir pet on all fours. "No!" Mira screams. "I don't want to be a herm!" "Sssh, sssh, ssh." Astra says soothingly, nuzzling Mira's thighs with hir muzzle. "If you don't want to be a herm, I can make you a shemale." shi offers. "NO!" Mira's eyes widen, and shi pulls away from Astra, but the dragoness has hir chains again. Shi pulls hers pet to the ground slowly, then climbs over hir. "Would you like your chains off, pet?" shi asks. "Y-y-yes, Mistress." stutters Mira. "If you let me play with you awhile, you may keep them off. But if you try to run away, you'll regret it. Understand?" Mira just nods in reply. "Good." the dragoness says, and with a few words in a strange, beasital language Mira's chains vanish. Astra turns around, wrapping hir tail around hir pets arm so shi can't get away. The dragoness reaches under Mira's skirt, pulling it aside to reveal Mira's new cock. Mira's jaw drops, it's big, black, and not at all human looking, and it's getting bigger by the second as the dragoness caresses it lovingly. It looks like a horse cock, no worse. It looks like hir sister's cock! "Yes, my pet likes being petted, doesn't shi?" purrs Astra. The white dragon's blue tongue flicks out, tickling the bulbous head of Mira's cock, a thick stream of pre-cum oozing out the tip and down the shaft. Mira's breath catches in hir throat, shi's disgusted by the thing between hir legs, it's huge! But... but it felt so good. "There now..." purrs the dragoness. "Just the perfect size." Without any warning shi takes Mira's member into hir muzzle, engulfing all of it's eighteen inch length. Shi slowly pulls her head back, so that Mira's cock is halfway out, then back down again. Hir tongue snakes out, sneaking behind the cowgirl's balls to lap at hir pussy. Astra pulls hir head back up, her tongue teasing Mira's sack, then caressing the base of hir sheath. Mira's eyes begin to fill with tears, she hates what the dragoness is doing to hir, but loves the sweet sensations Astra's skilled mouth is giving hir. A delicious, warm pressure begins to build in hir loins. With a gasp half of lust, half of fear, Mira's maleness sprays it's seed for the first time, Astra swallowing hir pet's load without a stray drop spilled. Milking every last drop from Mira's cock, she pulls away from the cowgirl, letting hir lay on the floor for a moment. Shi curls into a ball and begins to cry. Astra clicks hir tongue, curling hir own body around Mira's. "What's wrong pet, didn't you like that?" shi asks, covering hir pet with a wing. "Yes, and that's why I hate it! I don't want to like it! You're making me your fuck toy and I can't do anything but love it!" Mira sobs. The dragoness smirks. "I know, but soon you'll forget all about hating it. You'll want to be mine, you'll want me to pleasure you, want me to make love to you, fill you up with my seed. You'll love watching your belly swell with our eggs. You'll love our hatchlings as well, love to snuggle them, love to nurse them, and all the while you'll be wanting to mate again. Doesn't it sound wonderful?" Tears flow down Mira's face, she couldn't help it, the dragon's slow altering of her mind couldn't be resisted. It was hir mistress' bond to the kingdom that allowed it, shi could do anything shi wanted with it and it's citizens. "Yes mistress." shi sobs. "I'm going to be yours, and I am going to love it. Just do it already!" Mira says with a snuffle. "Pardon?" "Do it! Make me yours, stop tormenting me! Just do it!" shi cries, pulling away from the dragoness, turning to glare at hir. The dragoness just laughs, sending a chill down Mira's spine, a slow, mocking laugh. "Where's the fun in that?" shi chuckles, rising to hir feet. "But fine, we'll play a little game. If you can escape me, I'll set you free. Deal?" Mira doesn't trust the look on the dragoness' face. In response Mira turns and begins to run, hir hooves clopping loudly against the polished floor of the dais. She takes about two steps before shi falls flat on hir face. "Didn't I tell you you'd regret it if your tried to run away?" the dragoness chuckles. Shi walks over and lays down next to hir pet. "Are you hurt, little one?" shi asks. "I... my... my legs don't move!" shi sobs, trying to pull hirself away with just hir arms. "No, they don't, do they? Just stay still, this will only take a second." Astra grins broadly, reaching down between Mira's legs. "No! Please! No more changes!" shi pleads. "No, no, I'm sorry my pet, but you need to be punished. Don't worry, you'll like this one, especially with a half dozen hungry dragonkits mewling. It goes perfect with the rest of you." the dragoness says, beginning to chant again. "NO!" Mira howls, but it's too late. Shi can feel something shifting, altering, and turning hir on. Shi can feel hir maleness hardening and sliding out of it's sheath. "Yesssss." Astra hisses. "My little pet loves it when hir mistress changes hir, doesn't shi?" "Fuck off you slimy snake-bitch!" snarls Mira. Astra looks disappointed, clicking her tongue. "Now that was rude." shi says, running hir hand over Mira's new addition. Shi rolls the cowgirl over so shi can see hir change. A massive black udder. It hangs between hir legs, hir ballsack made a part of it. It's massive. Huge, exaggerated teats as long as hir forearm, and thick as hir cock. Astra leans down, running hir tongue over the smooth black skin. "You know, pet, you're going to have to learn to treat me with respect. Besides, I'm not a slimy snake..." shi grins, slipping a hand under the udder, hir touch draw a gasp from Mira. Shi rolls over, trying to crawl away from Astra. "I had to alter your cunt a little bit, pet, I hope you don't mind, but it doesn't matter anymore, because I'm going to have to change it again." the dragon-herm says with a chuckle. Mira howls, partially in lust, partially in pain as something begins to slither it's way out of hir cunt. Shi rolls onto hir back, her body instinctively thrusting from the stimulation. Whatever it was, it was huge, and long, and tapered. Mira felt a strange feeling, like being slowly immersed in a warm liquid, cover hir entire body, and an intense burning on hir tail and buttocks. Hir knees rocked, and then slid out from underneath hir, causing hir weight to fall on hir udder, sending streams of milk from hir teats, making the floor even more slippery. unable to remain kneeling and not wanting to be spraying milk, Mira pulled hirself forward, laying on the ground. The lubrication caused by the milk, and the pressure of hir body felt wonderful on hir cock, Mira moaned, grinding hir length against the floor. For some reason the entire floor felt much more slippery then it had a moment ago. Mira began to pant, the feelings of change and their forced arousal in hir body fading. "There! Perfect! Now I'd just like to say, pet, that it hurt when you called me a slimy snake-bitch. But do you know what? I think you make a much better one then I ever would." the dragoness begins to laugh, long and hard. Mira turns hir head, looking behind hir, shi lets out a small squeak of terror, finding a seven foot serpentine tail having replaced hir own. It was covered with the same flawless, deep brown skin as the rest of hir, it was as thick as hir own torso. Mira tries to stand up, only to find that hir body is no longer built for it. Hir legs were a little bit shorter, splayed slightly to the side, no matter how hard shi tried Mira couldn't get them to move inward. Their position would make hir teats drag on the ground. Suddenly Mira let out a terrified yelp. To hir horror hir skin began to secrete a slick, clear goo. Shi began to cry again, flopping onto hir side and curling up into a ball, hir new tail drags across the floor, sending a shiver of pleasure through hir body. Astra kneels down next to hir sobbing pet, and begins to stroke Mira's tail gently, eliciting a pleasured moan from hir newest plaything. "I made you tail skin so sensitive to touch, my pet. It came from your cunt after all, and that's what it's going to feel like." shi begins to stroke Mira with both hands. "Like your tail is one great big sex organ." as Astra strokes hir tail, Mira's body begins to produce more slime. "Yes, you like this, don't you? Your body is getting so wet, so slick, so perfect." shi kneels down, Mira's tail between hir legs, shi lays down atop hir pet, reaching underneath Mira's body to cup hir breasts. Mira instinctively pushes upward, rubbing hir body against he dragon's. "Oops! I do believe I made your entire body just like your tail. Here, let Mistress help." shi purrs, rolling onto hir back, pulling Mira with hir. Wrapping hir legs around Mira's waist, and coiling hir tail around hir pet's own, Astra makes sure shi's touching as much of Mira's skin as possible. The cowgirl is lost in the feelings of hir altered body, eye half closed, moaning softly. Shi's jerking hirself off with one hand, the other caressing hir udder. "There we are." Astra says, nuzzling Mira's cheek gently with hir muzzle. "Didn't I say you would love your new body?" Mira howls in response, hir body tensing as shi cums, hir body sending a shower of slime into the air. Shi snuggles up against hir mistress, panting. "So how was that, pet? Not so bad?" "Feelsssss goooood." Mira groans happily. Astra strokes hir pet's slick hair gently. "I knew you'd like it." shi says, turning Mira's head so the two can share a kiss. Mira turns over, placing hir head against the dragoness' breasts. After a few minutes shi can feel a cool wetness trickling down hir skin, much different from the warm slickness of hir pet's slime. "Are you crying, Mira?" the dragoness asks. "Yes, I'll stop soon. I don't want to resist you anymore." shi snuffles. "You're giving in to me? I thought you'd fight me until the last shred of your resistances was sucked away through my magic." "All I'm good for now is being your pet. I can't walk upright, I can't move without arousing myself, I'll make a mess wherever I go. I'm completely useless for anything but fucking now, and by tomorrow it won't matter, because I won't care, and there's nothing I can do to stop it. IF I try to do anything to stop what you're doing to me, you'll just twist my body into something even more repulsive, loathsome and hideous, so why should I keep fighting? All it does is make me more and more your pet in body. I'll do whatever you want, Mistress, just ask." Mira says, sobbing. Astra just holds hir pet tightly, trying to calm hir. "You'll be OK, pet." "I know, Mistress. I'm sad right now, but I'll love my new body in a few hours, maybe. Can I ask one thing?" "Hmm?" "Why?" The dragoness blinks. "Why what?" "Why are you doing all of this? Why did you take over our kingdom, why did you turn us into these things? Why do you make us into these horrible things and make us give birth to dragons? Why?" Astra sighs and stands up, carrying hir new pet in hir arms. "I'll tell you, but you have to promise not to tell any of it to anybody." says the dragoness. "Who am I going to tell, Mistress? I'm going to be living in the caves in the mountain the castle is carved out of as a baby dragon making machine for the rest of my life." Mira says, snuffling. With a sigh Astra carries the sobbing creature into her personal rooms. Opening another door with hir tail, she slips the two of them into hir warm bath. Mira gasps as the warm water flows across hir sensitive skin. Astra sighs and seats hir pet on hir lap, hir head cradled against hir breast. "I'm not a dragon, that's how it starts." shi says. "B-b-but you... you can..." Mira stutters. "Shh, pet, just let me talk. What you see here is close to my true form." Mira's eyes dart over hir mistress' body. Gorgeous white scales, the way the light caught them sometimes leaving them looking a little bit blue. Belly scales that looked almost crystalline, with a light touch of pink. Hair that looked white, light pink, or pale purple depending on the way the light hit it. A powerful muscled body, lush breasts topped with perfect light blue nipples, gorgeously smooth white horns and claws. Perfectly white teeth, radiant white wings, beautiful blue eyes, and a nice big cock the same light blue as other intimate places. "Mistress is very beautiful." Mira says softly. "Thank you, pet. I was born from a dragon, my father was a half-dragon. So I'm three quarters dragon. I'll live for as long as a full blooded dragon, but I'll have a humanoid form which will continue to grow in size like a true dragon. My race was hunted, Mira, hunted down like animals and slaughtered by your kingdom's dragon slayers for centuries. Those of us who could did flee to another demi-plane. That's what you're kingdom is, a small independent plane that shares boarders with other demi-planes. The rulers here have a link to it, they control everything that goes on, as you found out. The land and the creatures in it, those that were born here anyways." "My mother said this started 200 years ago. The king had gone a bit insane over something, and declared a great reward for any dragon slain. Any dragon, any kind, any age. It didn't matter that some dragons species wouldn't lay a claw on a human, metallics, chromatics, gem dragons, wyverns, drakes, everyone of us was to be slaughtered. With the whole plane against us, we could do nothing. We couldn't leave, the king had closed the barriers to any dragon, we couldn't pass. The only way out was for those dragons with enough power to pierce the barriers between planes themselves. They were the oldest, strongest, and wisest among us. They took as many of us as they could when they fled, but there weren't enough of them, and too many of us." "Those who could shapeshift could hide for a time. Which is what many of us did. Pretending to be humans in the remote wilderness. That's how my mother and myself survived. But to a dragon the human form is inferior. Smaller, weaker, the senses are dulled, the exhilaration of flight is taken away. So sometimes they would take on draconic form, and they might be found and slain." "The older a dragon gets, the bigger it gets. So the eldest amongst us died the quickest. They needed more to eat, they needed bigger places to hide, they were easier to see. So very quickly all that was left were the smallest and youngest of our race. The color of scales didn't matter any more. All dragons hid in fear. We couldn't fight back. The humans had made a sport of it. They had armor to protect them from our breath weapons, they had weapons sharp enough to cleave the scales from our bodies. So we hid. Out of loneliness red dragon bred with gold, silver with white, any dragon mated with any who would provide companionship." "Dragons who grew too big to hide were hunted down and destroyed. Gods, you know what your people did! They cut off our hide to make armor, they ground up our bones for potions, ate our flesh, I'm sure you took part in the traditional village feast of dragon meat every time a large enough dragon was killed nearby! They bred the land drakes like cattle! The dragon's ability to eat anything and survive was exploited ruthlessly. They fed them garbage, and dirt, and dung, kept them captive with collars supplied by the mage princes." "How do you think they felt every morning to have their nests raided, their unborn wyrmlings destroyed by humans cracking the eggs open and cooking the contents for a grand feast! We think, we talk, we have feelings just like you people did, and you hunted us like animals. You wanted every last one of us destroyed. How many dragons had their wings cruelly hacked off, held captive as slaves, laborers, and pets?" "It had to stop, Mira, it had to stop. So I did what I had to do. Using all my magic, all the knowledge of herbs I had, I seduced one of the royals, the control of this plane was divided among them. All I had to do was marry one, and then I had access to it. Act like an awe struck, fawning, submissive little wench, profess your love of an air headed prince, and give a really good blowjob and he'll slap a ring on you in a heartbeat." "I'm not proud of what I did. I killed 17 people, and I hate myself for it. But I had to do it. Every one of them over the age of 18. I let all the dragons who wanted to flee leave the plane, there weren't many that wanted to stay, not after what your people had done. With your greatest beasts of burden, food, and clothing gone, I had to do something or else you all would starve. I didn't want that to happen. So I changed everybody, into part-animals. In part it was revenge, it was what you people had treated my kind like for as long as I could remember." "As for why I have 'sacrifices,' it's for different reasons. I'm rounding up all the dragon slayers. I don't want them around, and they're going to be birthing dragons now instead of killing them. Some others are so lonely that they'll hurt themselves eventually, and I don't want that. Some people are criminals, and they're going to cause more trouble then they're worth, so I make sure that they do something useful." "And sometimes I just pick out people that are so miserable with the changes I've made. I feel responsible for people like you, Mira, who loath the forms that they've been given, and hate people who actually enjoy their transformations. I'm going to let you in on a little secret, pet, I don't do anything that you don't want me to do. Or at least that you wouldn't mind me doing in time. I have hardly done anything to your mind, Mira, just give a teeny push here and there. I'm not as mean, and nasty, and scary as I seem. It's just an act so people respect me." "Wh-what about the Dragonspawn?" shi asks. "It was a ritual I found in one of the books of magic here in the castle. It's... really fun. For both parties involved, dragon and spawn." Astra says suggestively. "But are they... are they...?" "Willing? Each and every one of them. They volunteer, I don't even nudge any of them." Astra curls a wing around Mira. "I like being the dominate mistress, pet, but only when I have to. I don't like to hurt people, and I don't like to make them cry. I'm not going to make you stay with me if you don't want to, and I'm not going to force you to lay eggs or anything." Astra nuzzles Mira gently with hir muzzle. "I don't even do most of that. There are several full blooded dragons that rather delight in having their former hunters as docile little sex pets that just want to lay eggs and raise wyrmlings. The reason I asked for you not to tell anybody, is because you're free to go. If you want, I'll change you back. I'm just showing you other options then being miserable and hating people who like their changes. Do you understand, Mira?" the dragoness asks, looking down with a sad look on hir face. "You're lonely, aren't you, Mistress?" the slimy herm asks. "Yes." Astra admits. Mira is confused. "But you have so many pets to play with!" Mira exclaims. "Other then the initial change, I don't do interact with any of my 'victims.' I just tease and lick and suck, I never actually fuck anybody. I just let them do what they want, or leave them to the dragons. I don't have anybody, Mira." "Not even a mate?" shi asks. "No. Many of the humans still hate me, like you, and to most of the dragons I'm a human blooded freak, even if I did save their lives." Astra says with a sigh. "Why are you telling me all this?" Mira wonders. "Because you asked me to." shi replies. Both are silent for awhile. "Just let me hold you for awhile, Mira, then I'll change you back and send you home, ok?" shi says with a sigh, hugging Mira tightly. "What happened to your mother?" Mira asks. "She died, a band of dragon slayers found her two days after I'd taken control of the kingdom. Even with all I was able to do, I couldn't help her. I didn't know what was happening." shi says with a sigh. Mira pulls hirself up, running hir tongue across Astra's muzzle and kissing hir on the lips. The dragoness turns hir head away. "Please don't tease me like that, Mira." shi says sadly. Mira slips a hand down between the dragoness' legs and begins to stroke hir gently. "How 'bout if I tease you like this, Mistress?" Mira says with a smile. "Oh please don't!" the dragoness begs. "Why not?" Mira asks, nibbling gently on a big blue nipple. "Because if you do I'll want to to stay, aaaah!" Astra yelps as Mira slips hir shaft into the big dragoness. "Then I'll stay, to make my queen happy." "You don't have to." "And make myself happy too. After all, how many people get to have a nice, sweet, shy, sexy dragoness all to themselves?" Mira says with a smile. "Besides, you gave me this thing between my legs, so it's only fair that I put it to use on you, Mistress." shi says, teasing the dragoness' member to arousal. "Y-y-you really want to be with me?" Astra asks. "Of course! I can either go and be a farm hand and spend most of my day milking my little sister, or snuggle up with you, and get myself milked." Mira says, beginning to rub hir body against the dragoness. Astra murrs softly, hugging Mira tightly, running hir hands up and down hir pets back, folding hir wings over hir to stimulate hir even more. "Thank you, Mira." Astra says softly, enjoying the feeling of being filled by a loving cock, and having hir own pleasured so perfectly against Mira's smooth, slick skin. "No, thank YOU, Mistress." the cow-herm says, feeling hir mistress tense. The dragoness howls as shi cums. Shi just holds onto Mira. "Oh geez, sorry, Mira! I just... I haven't in so long..." shi apologizes profusely. Mira just chuckles, running a hand up hir belly to gather a handful of dragon seed, running hir tongue over it. "Mmmmm... not bad. But don't worry, I'm sure we'll have lots of time to practice." "Muuurrrrr, yes, lots of time." the dragoness says, kissing hir pet deeply. "I love you, Mira." the dragoness purrs. "I love you too, Mistress." hir pet replies, caressing hir mistress' soft scales.