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Alex leaned on the railing of the balcony overlooking the courtyard. The blue and silver dragon sighed as he stared out at the early afternoon light. The sun was dipping down towards the sea out past the shore at least ten kilometers away. He watched the blue waters lap at the sandy coastline, wishing he could go walk among the people basking in the warm, early summer's day. But he would never get to. Not as one of them.

Sure the royal guards could close down part of the beach so that he could enjoy it with a small group of 'friends'. Or more likely, he would go by himself. All alone. Just as he always felt anymore. Another sigh escaped him and his ears flicked, swiveling as they turned to listen to the sounds behind him. Back in the grand hall, the gala was still going strong. He hated these events. He hated the formal uniform his father insisted he wear. And he hated having to entertain the ladies his mother insisted he pay attention to. They were all gaudily dressed, 'high bred', stuck up, self-important, heartless witches. Or they were vapid, thoughtless, blank slates trained from birth to only like whatever their intended liked. Never did he encounter one with a mind of her own, one who valued a good conversation over a 'smart match'.

"You doing alright, majesty?" asked a lady with a casual tone, clad in a formal dress signifying she was among the house staff, specifically within the caretakers rank.

"I'm fine. I just... I don't think I can go back in there. I've had more than my fill of 'high society' and 'official responsibility' for one day." the young prince sighed again, keeping his voice low.

There was an air of familiarity between them, not so much that they knew one another. That they certainly did. But more a familiarity in how they addressed one another. It was less prince and servant than the king and queen would have preferred, but then they didn't pay terribly much attention to the two and how they interacted. They only laser focused on anything when it directly impacted their plans for the kingdom.

"I hear ya. I never did like this stuffy thing," the green dragoness tugged lightly on her dress, "It's a little too 'maid's uniform' if you ask me. And it's only gonna get worse as it gets hotter out. I wish they'd let me wear something lighter, something that breathes."

"At least you don't have to wear four layers. I'm so bundled up I feel like I'm about to go out in a blizzard, or into a battle." Alex chuckled, letting himself enjoy the absurdity of their garb.

"If you think you've got it bad, try wearing a corset," the woman smirked and gave her trim stomach a pat, "I gotta suck in quite a bit to get this thing to cinch up all the way. Your mom and dad don't like their servants looking chubby. Makes them look like they're promoting laziness. Wasn't how the royals used to think way back in the day, before smart phones and social media. A little curve meant you were healthy, eating enough, all that."

"Yeah, I know. They keep reminding me at dinner every night," the prince turned around and leaned backwards against the railing, "At least every night they're actually there."

"Hey, you wanna come with me and get something ta drink? Somethin' a little stronger than the crap they're serving in there?" the lady directed a thumb back into the great hall.

"I'd kill for something stronger, Zee. But... not too much. You never know what they're going to ask next. Better to stay at least somewhat sober and not get yelled at." Alex stood, turning to face the taller woman directly.

"Well let's go then." she smirked as she turned and began walking.

She didn't move too quickly. There wasn't any reason to draw unwanted attention by being overeager. She even let the prince lead as they took their leave of the party. It made it look more like he was directing her to attend him than her taking him away to do something tawdry. Ten minutes later, they were back in the prince's bedchambers, sitting around a small table, enjoying a bottle of some very strong smelling elixir. They had both relaxed their clothing a little, preferring to not feel like they were being strangled.

"They won't even notice I'm not there." Alex said as he sipped at his glass, taking only a small draft before letting it roll through his mouth.

"No, they probably won't. They're too busy making nice with the other heads of state, trying to maintain diplomatic relations with people who don't even deserve the kindness. Amazing how economic interaction's replaced military diplomacy. But that's the modern world for ya." Zion stared out the window at the ocean, just as the prince was doing.

"Are you suggesting they're sycophants? Or just corrupt?" the young fellow raised an eyebrow.

"I'm saying their desire to remain politically and economically friendly with as many people as possible is blinding them. It's all about ambition. They probably don't even like any of those people. But if they can marry you to one of those girls, or they can get your sister promised to some prince from some other nation... well... it means they can expand their reach," Zion tossed back the rest of her tiny serving, then reached over to pour another.

Alex had not meant for his question to sound as accusatory as it had, but he appreciated the lady's diplomatic answer. He didn't hate his parents. He just hated how they made him feel.

"I'm tired of being told what to do. They keep pushing me to pick someone so they can start planning their next move. I just want to be left alone for a while. I'd like to find someone who isn't... them," he waved his hand towards the hall elsewhere in the palace where the gala was still going, "I want to dress how I want, eat what I want, listen to the music I like, read the books I enjoy, just... live my life how I want to live it."

The frustration in his voice was palpable. Zion could not help but sympathize. She had not really been allowed to have her own life. Not since she was fifteen and was brought into the palace to be the young man's caretaker. Of course, back then, he was only five. Now, he was just a couple of weeks past twenty-one. She had been with him almost all of his life, and a little more than half of hers. She had been there to dry his tears when he cried, to read him a story to put him to sleep, to comfort him when his actual mother treated him coldly or harshly out of ignorance.

She had been more of a mother to the young prince than the queen had been. She tried not to let that motherly sentiment show up too much when she interacted with him anymore. She had assumed he wouldn't appreciate it. But, this was one time where she felt she had to nudge him a little.

"Sounds like you want to just say 'screw what you think, I'm gonna be me' no matter what they want for you." Zion mused as she sipped at her second glass.

"If I did that, you can bet I'd be on lockdown for a solid month. They'd send Harrison up to put me through boot camp right here in my room every single morning until he had beaten that rebellious spirit out of me." Alex laughed, then took another sip.

"Rebellious indeed," Zion sat up and turned to face the prince, "If you weren't you, and you could go do pretty much whatever you wanted, what would you do right now?"

Alex remained quiet for a moment, pondering over the question. He had never really given it much thought, mainly because he had not considered it to be even the slightest bit possible. Maybe it might be a fun exercise to explore that thought. And he did have a little alcohol in him, loosening him up just a touch. That had been a tremendous blessing the day he turned twenty-one. He remembered Zion buying him his first bottle of the very stuff they were enjoying now. This was the third they had gone through since. It was small and expensive, but it was good.

"I dunno," the prince shrugged, "I guess... I'd leave the palace, go do something a prince would never do. Like be around his subjects, the common folk."

"Dream bigger, darling." Zion grinned, tipping her glass up as she sipped again.

The blue fellow glanced over at the jade woman, getting a reading from her that suggested she might have something in mind, something she was hoping to steer him towards. At least in this little thought experiment. A soft tingle slowly worked its way up his spine and he felt his lips pull into a soft grin.

"Something... outrageous. Something that if mom and dad found out about, they'd be absolutely furious. Just to spite how much they want me to be the 'perfect prince'," he leaned forward in his chair, pushing his glass towards the woman's to clink them together, "Something scandalous."

The comment drew a laugh out of the green dragoness. She leaned back in her chair and put her glass back down, foregoing taking another serving for herself at the moment. That was exactly what she wanted to hear. Seeing Alex as stifled as he was filled her with pain and regret. Part of her wished she had never taken the job, so that she wouldn't have to see him suffer. But then someone else would have to. And she was sure they would not have been nearly as kind as she had been all these years. Now, she had a chance to give him an outlet. And she was going to take it, consequences be damned.

"What if I told you there was a place you go could where you could do pretty much whatever you wanted to do, essentially without fear of parental retaliation? So long as everyone involved is a willing participant, there are no calls to the police, no newspapers, no reporters, no TV cameras getting shoved in your face, no ramifications. Just what you wanna do, and the joy of it." Zion said slowly, drawing out the description to make it sound as enticing as she could.

"I'd say such a place sounds wonderful, but such a place could only be a fantasy." the prince set his glass down, then poured himself another 'shot' of the stout liquor.

"Oh it's a real place, I assure you. And I can get you there. I have no doubt in my mind you'd have the time of your life, but you'd have to trust me completely. The whole royalty thing would have to stay here. You can't act high and mighty to anyone, not even me. What would you say to that?" the green lady peered long at the younger blue drake, watching as he weighed the options.

Twenty minutes later, the description of the destination had been given. It sounded quite wonderful indeed. The fact that Zion had been disappearing there once or twice a month answered the question of what she was doing on those long weekend holidays of hers. Alex could not help but admit to himself that her explanation of her exploits and those of the others in this place had stirred something deep down inside, as well as stirred something between his legs. If he could indeed go and experience this place, then come back with no consequences, then it might be a great way for him to relieve the stress of needing to rebel without actually causing an uproar in the family.

"So, this place... anyone can go there. And pretty much do whatever they like. Anything. Even swallow another person whole. And they don't get in trouble because this... Promise... thing brings them back. And this one place you visit there lets you get out these... urges you have. Not the eating people thing, but the whole mother thing. And you can sneak me out of the palace, but you have to do it by eating me." the prince stared at his life-long caretaker, looking skeptical the whole while.

"Close. It's not really eating, but the principle is similar," Zion stood in front of him, hands on her hips with a mild look of disappointment on her face, "You -do- know where babies come from, don't you?"

"Of course I do." Alex blushed terribly as he tugged at the collar of his shirt.

He had undressed a great deal, cast off most of his dress uniform, leaving only the white undershirt and his boxer briefs. He didn't have much modesty around the green lady. She had seen him naked plenty of times. Not for any sexual reason, but just by virtue of having raised him. So being in his underwear around her didn't seem all that out of the realm of normality. She had remained dressed, puzzling him a little. Usually she was quick to get out of her formal wear.

"Well, then you know how I need to smuggle you out. I can't have anyone seeing you. And most people just ignore me. A few of the staff already know what I go and do, and since I usually like to get a head start on things, I'm usually on my way out while I'm showing quite a bit," Zion crossed her arms, waiting for the prince to make up his mind, "You wanted to do something outrageous. I've already called the shuttle. It'll be here in an hour. Are you in, or out?"

"It's half a world away. And it's all so... exotic. If mom and dad knew I was even thinking about this, I'd be reprimanded and lectured until my ears fell off," Alex frowned, slowly beginning to talk himself out of it, then shook his head vigorously, "No, I'm not going to think like that. That kind of thinking has kept me right where I am, miserable. I'm in, Zee. Tell me what I need to do."

Zion grinned and uncrossed her arms, then began slipping out of her dress. The corset required the young drake's help, which he provided without hesitation. Soon, she was in nothing but a bra and a pair of panties, both a bit more on the lacey side than Alex had figured she would be fond of. It was the first time he had seen her in her underwear, given that she wasn't allowed to be below a certain level of dress in his presence; royal decree from the killjoys-in-chief.

Now he could see her motherly figure, uncovered in nearly its entirety. And he had to confess to himself that he enjoyed what she was permitting him to see. What he did not count on was a rather sizable bulge in those lacey panties. For a brief moment, he had to stop and calculate what that meant, but then Zion began sliding off the dark undergarment and revealed the mystery. She was in possession of the very features he had been born with. And she was more generous than he was. Suddenly he began to wonder how he measured up to others, having never seen someone else's.

A powerful flush spread through his cheeks as he stared, unable to take his eyes off the woman's impressive sheath. The twin orbs hanging just below were equally as striking. How had she managed to keep this a secret for so long? Surely he would have picked up on it, wouldn't he? Or was he simply not paying attention to that region? When finally he could look away, he brought his gaze up to meet Zion's, who seemed rather unfazed.

"Hey, I knew you were gonna see it eventually if you agreed to my suggestion. I'm not ashamed of what I am. I enjoy it. Is this a problem for you?" the lady asked rather frankly.

"No... no it isn't," Alex shook his head quickly, "I just... it never occurred to me that... well... that."

"Yeah, your mom and dad didn't want you learning about 'alternate lifestyles'. I guess they were afraid you might decide to try one for yourself. I guess they had reason to worry after all. And sent down that road by your own nanny!" the lady snickered, realizing how far she had already corrupted the prince.

"Do they know about this? About you? What you go and do?" the blue drake asked, taking a brief moment to be serious.

"Nope. They weren't interested in the slightest. It helps them pretend that there's nothing strange out there. And as far as I'm concerned, it can stay that way. You'll make a better ruler than either of them if only because you didn't freak out the minute I started talking about all of this. And you didn't freak out when I 'unpacked everything'. Now, we're a little pressed for time. I haven't packed a bag yet and I still hafta get out of the palace once you're in. And it's gonna be slow going carrying you around. So the sooner we get started, the sooner I can sneak you out." Zion reached up and rest a hand on the lad's shoulder as she spoke, slowly adding pressure to try and coax him downward.

Alex followed the subtle instruction, letting the more experienced lady guide him. He trembled a little, never having done anything like this, or even imagined it. She began tugging on his undershirt, which was removed relatively easily and quickly once he was on his knees. The prince stared at the green dragon's groin again, watching as her length pulsed and stiffened slowly, no doubt in anticipation of what was to come. It had been sealed up in her sheath, but all of this preparation had brought it peaking out to say hello. She had described the coming act as being deeply satisfying, regardless of two being near the same size. With a breath to steel himself, Alex leaned in and pressed his nose up under the lady's scrotum.

Immediately, her scent filled his nostrils. It made him shudder, detecting both male and female on her. It had changed his view of her dramatically, and what was about to happen would alter it even more radically. He pressed on and shivered as warmth began spread across his narrow, regal muzzle. A soft gasp reached his ears from above, followed by a happy coo, making it clear that he was doing something right. A hand pressed against the back of his head, and not gently. Zion was eager to get him in as quickly as she could. The return trip would let them go slower, but for now, she had to move fast.

A wet slurp saw the whole of the blue drake's head vanish into her. His white ponytail dangling down just past his neck quickly became soaked in the moisture seeping down around him. The tunnel within was warm, wet, and dark, and it hugged tightly around the young dragon, squeezing and rippling to try and draw him deeper. And deeper he pressed. He felt a tight ring of muscle spread open under the pressure of his nose, and heard a louder noise of elation fill his ears as a result. She was enjoying devouring him. But he couldn't think of it like that. He wasn't going to be in danger of being digested. She was sinking him into her womb. There could be no safer place than a mother's embrace, right?

A soft gush of honey soaked his shoulders, dribbling down his chest, making his form slick enough to glide through her with greater ease. And it showed. A firm pull from around him saw his shoulders slip into the heated passage while his head filled the woman's middle. Zion struggled to keep her pace quick, wanting so badly to take her time and drag him in at a glacial pace. She had done this plenty of times before with others, even taking as long as an hour to fully pack them away. But she didn't have that luxury now.

The green lady's stomach swelled as her womb became occupied, stretching as more of the prince was taken into her. She passed down over his chest and moved quickly to his abdomen. Zion lifted a hand to her breasts, fondling herself in the hopes of deriving at least a little of that desired experience from the quickie she was getting. Her belly continued to grow as she bent her legs and sank down on top of the young dragon. Before his hips could enter, she reached down past her now twitching shaft--firm and aching for release--and slipped a finger into his boxer briefs. With a tug of that finger, she began dragging the dark garment off of him.

The prince wriggled softly, blushing harder as he felt his own arousal press against the lady's thighs, now uncovered and obvious. Surely she would have some comment about that, but he never heard anything. At least not beyond her noises of delight and the quick beat of her heart. The lady's interior was so comforting it stunned him. He could not imagine what it would be like inside her, but now he was finding out first hand, and it was rather lovely, if damp. He squirmed a bit as he felt his hips glide into the green woman. His length dragged along her interior, making him inhale sharply. Was he having sex with her? Could that be argued now? He was inside her. It just so happened that there was more of him in her than just that swollen rod trapped between his stomach and her silken passage.

Another delighted sigh came from above him as Zion bent her legs again, pushing down on the prince. Her stomach had swelled out enormously, taking on a very smooth, very round domed shape. She could feel him starting to curl up inside her, and that tickled her. She was taking the young man she had raised--the prince, son of a king and queen--into her womb. A quick rush of lewd, inappropriate thoughts flooded her mind. It wouldn't be hard to just leave him in there, regress him, claim him as her own son. The idea had occurred to her before. But she had continually shot it down.

Now, she was getting to live out at least part of that fantasy. Maybe she could even pretend for a little while that was what she was doing. The more she thought about it, the more her passage pulled on him, wanting him inside her. She gasped and shoved a paw to her mouth, biting down on it gently to stifle any further noise. His legs flowed into her so easily, his swimmer's build had left him quite sleek. And sleek was usually a much easier figure to consume. A quiet, wet slurp sounded and her petals closed up. The green lady felt Alex's feet and tail pass through her canal and join the rest of him already swelling her middle. The entry he passed through flexed and closed, ensuring he wouldn't 'accidentally fall out' until she was ready to let him go.

Zion was on her knees, crouching over a sizable dark stain in the carpet from her release. She had not even realized she had orgasmed while pulling the prince inside. Her member was still angry, wanting the same satisfaction. And she wanted to take care of it. But time was not an ally today. Breathless and driven by purpose, the green woman climbed unsteadily to her feet. The added weight was different from what she usually experienced, but then what she usually experienced didn't including shoving people inside her. Sure that happened from time to time, but it wasn't the ordinary method that yielded such a bulging belly. Now, she was in a sense pregnant with the heir to the throne. And she loved it.

The caretaker collected her clothing, as well as the prince's, and put everything away as it ought to be, hoping that her soaking of the rug would dry up before anyone would notice. She stumbled over to the doors to the prince's chambers and locked them, relying on Alex's past behavior to dissuade anyone from prying, his parents included. Hopefully, they would just assume he had locked himself in his room in protest to the gala, as he had anytime they had forced him to entertain would-be brides. This might be seen as no different. Everything taken care of in his room, Zion waddled her way towards the side door that led to the common area between his chamber and hers, which was much smaller.

Locked up in her private room, the lady flopped onto her bed, her bloated tummy wobbling on top of her. Oh it felt so good to be so full, and knowing it was the prince--her little boy as she liked to think of him--only made it so much better. She wished she could just lay there like that for hours.

"I hope you're comfortable in there, my little prince. It's going to be a few hours before I can let you out again. And it's gonna be a wonderful few hours." the lady mused, stroking across her gravid middle.

After a moment of just basking in the deliciousness of the moment, Zion turned her head to glance at the clock. She still had fifty minutes. Not knowing just how long it would take to get down to the level where the shuttle was to pick her up, she dragged herself back up onto her feet. She packed a quick bag, not bothering with clothing except what to wear on the way back, and slung it over her shoulder.

Not wanting to draw too much attention, she dressed herself again, not bothering with panties. She even took off her bra since it was likely to stop fitting soon enough. She knew how this went. And she knew how fast her body tended to respond. Within half an hour, she'd have gained a cup size. In another hour or so, she'd gain one more. That was where it usually stopped, and it was enough of a leap that it would be noticed. Especially if she tried to cram them into a bra two sizes too small. And then there was the fact that she would start leaking not long after that. No point in soaking a perfectly good bra in milk.

Zion left her room and began making her way down through the palace, avoiding anywhere that might be populated by the gala's guests. With so much going on up there, it was a great time to sneak out. So few people were stationed in the lower levels. And what few there were just gave her a nod and a grin. They knew where she was going. And the belly didn't give them any reason to do a double take. It was bigger than usual, and that amused everyone who understood what she often went to do. She just grinned back at them and gave her tummy a rub before walking past. The fact that she had the prince hidden in her and she was sneaking him out like this was an absolutely glorious secret, so very naughty. She couldn't stand the ache between her legs. She would be well pent up by the time she landed.

The shuttle arrived on time, but the green woman found she had overestimated how long it would take for her to get downstairs to it. For about fifteen minutes, she just stood there outside one of the service entrances for the palace, idly rubbing her belly. Alex had long since fallen asleep, far too comfortable where he was. She simply grinned, caressing his form under her scales. She was relishing this far too much. The temptation to just take him and run, to keep him all to herself, was terribly great.

When at last her ride drifted down out of the sky, the fellow operating the craft climbed out and opened the door for her. She thanked him and carefully eased in. The exceptionally comfortable seat let her sink in and relish the weight of her tummy. The pilot didn't ask questions other than the usual small talk, which ended fairly quickly, permitting the motherly dragoness to just sit back and enjoy the flight. And to enjoy it, she finally turned her attention to that rigid shaft trying to rip its way through her shorts.

The pilot and staff didn't mind if she made a mess in the shuttle. They only cared about making sure their guests had a good time. And Zion was just getting an early start on it.

Two hours later, the dark, sleek craft was gliding into the hanger of the Treetop Inn. The dragoness didn't bother trying to clean herself up. She had gotten rather enthusiastic in her exploration of her tummy, and there weren't enough tissues on board to contend with it. She decided she would wear the stains as a badge of honor, but not on her shorts. She had undressed during the process. And she was going to take full advantage of how the Inn encouraged nudity while wandering the halls. So everyone would get to see her with the obvious sign of her pleasant trip dripping down her front. She wasn't afraid to engage in 'self care' and let others see it. When she climbed out of the limousine-like shuttle, she wasted no time in checking in and heading straight for where she would be spending the long weekend.

The Roost was waiting right where it always was. The lady was greeted immediately by the other broodmothers and settled in to her usual cushion. A deep sense of content washed over her. She had made it. No one knew she was there except those who could keep her secret, and even they didn't know she had kidnapped the prince. Granted kidnapping implied it had been against his will. And he had been very willing. For at least ten minutes, Zion sat there, chatting away happily with the other mothers, and fathers for that matter, before deciding it might be a wise idea to actually let Alex out.

"If you'll excuse me, I think my traveling companion might want to come out to say hello." Zion said as she reclined further in her cushioned seat, legs spread wide, ready to begin.

"Need any help?" asked a skunk with a rather rotund middle.

"No, I can get him out on my own. But you can watch if you'd like." the dragoness cooed, already beginning to adjust her breathing.

With no small amount of hesitation, the jade lady began relaxing, and soon, contractions followed. The prince woke up during the early moments of his expulsion and squirmed about, only recalling where he was after a few moments. The act of struggle had made Zion cry out and paint her stomach once again in white. With a firm push, she started giving birth to the blue dragon she carried. He didn't fight her, worried doing so would either hurt the kind lady, or make her suck him back in.

The latter option wasn't a bad alternative, but it was counterproductive. So he tried to be as motionless as possible. His nose found its way to the lady's exit, and his head slipped through without much difficulty. Alex felt the squeeze of her passage around him once again, letting the thought of simply staying put where he was for the whole trip run through his mind. It would get in the way of what Zion had planned, but it was a fun little thought.

Light broke in on the azure drake, finding his caretaker's folds parting to allow him a view of the outside world. It was blocked partially by her weighty sac, but it lifted out of the way as his head emerged. He could feel it drag up over his skull then come to rest on the back of his neck. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation. He wiggled his shoulders left and right, not because he wanted to help, but because he found he simply could not hold still.

Zion meanwhile was moaning between her well regulated breaths. She squeezed and clenched at regular intervals, trying hard to ignore the desire to drag Alex back in. Oh she wanted to so very badly. Carrying him had been far more gratifying than she ever thought it could be. But she wasn't going to rob him of his chance to experience the Inn, or the Roost. A good push saw his chest slip out into the air. Her progress had been slow, partially because she wanted to enjoy it, but partially because she was a little out of practice. It might not be a bad idea to get a little help after all.

As the young drake slipped out, the two broodmothers Zion had been talking with gasped in surprise and began trying to help pull her 'baby' the rest of the way out. One of them, the skunk that was as round as Zion had been, cackled as more than half of Alex slipped out. He had reached his hips and his arms were finally free, providing something for the two helpers to grab hold of.

"Well damn, girl! Look at you! Where'd you snag this one!? He's a cutie!" the black and white woman leaned in and gave the soaked blue fellow a kiss right on the end of his nose.

That was very strange to him. No one ever dared show him that kind of affection. And he was still hanging halfway out of the green lady who had smuggled him in, making it a little more awkward for him. Zion often offered something similar, but it was far more chaste than that, usually. Tina was making it clear that she found him attractive and wanted him to know in a way other than just saying so.

"Easy now, fluffy-butt," Zion panted, grinning from ear to ear, "That one's mine. Why do you think I had him riding in me the whole way here?"

"Oh alright. I'm guessing he's a newbie, so you want to be the one to show him the ropes." the skunk lady replied, quickly grabbing a towel from a nearby stack so she could begin mopping the blue drake off.

He was drenched head to toe in Zion's sticky, sweet smelling nectar. He even had a little of the white ooze that erupted from above him running down his back. He needed to be thoroughly cleaned if he was feel proper and civilized. But then that wasn't the purpose of this trip. Tina continued to help tug him out and mop him down with a towel. Melony did the same, the much taller antelope doing well to act as an anchor for him to hold fast to. His legs glided out just as easily as they had gone in, and the drake lay on his side, trying to catch his breath. He couldn't add to the conversation yet, but he could listen as the ladies continued their back and forth.

It was amazing how casually they spoke in spite of one of them simply birthing a whole adult dragon right there in front of everyone.

"That's right. It's his first time and I wanna make sure it's special for him. I even added a little twist so it would be." the green drake smirked.

"Added a little twist?" Alex blinked blearily as he sobered, his words revealing how groggy he was.

"Yeah. I told you this is a place where people come to lay eggs. If you're gonna play along, you need the equipment that's kind of required. Have a feel around down below. You should find a little something extra." Zion explained as she reached forward, pulling the still damp prince to her chest.

Those lovely swells had indeed grown, and grown considerably. More than she had anticipated. They would be back down to normal before she went to bed that night, but for now, she was a bit of a bombshell, and she was going to enjoy it. Alex certainly didn't miss the change. But he was a little distracted. He pushed a hand down between his legs to feel over himself, not expecting anything out of the ordinary. As soon as he felt over a new cleft just behind his scrotum, he shuddered powerfully and looked up in shock at the woman.

"I'm a girl!" he squeaked out.

"No, you're a boy. Well, mostly boy. Don't worry. It's temporary. And you're probably gonna grow a pair of these while you're here," Zion cupped a palm under one of her breasts, forcing a thin trickle of white out of the large, erect nipple, "Those'll go away too. By the time we get you back home, you'll be back to your usual self."

"I don't... but... when... how..." the prince stuttered, slowly stroking over those petals gently.

Alex was deeply shocked, stunned that he was no longer physically as he was before this all began, but he could not find a reason to complain. This was why he was here. He was going to see what it was like first hand to be an egg factory.

"I could have let the folks here provide you a potion to make the change yourself, but I figured it would be better if I did it, make it last a bit longer. In fact, if you really wanna keep it after we get back, I can leave it there. It doesn't have to vanish when we head home." the green lady grinned.

"No... I... I think it would be best to go back to normal. Just in case. You never know what might happen." Alex quickly replied.

He didn't know why he was so quick to make it go away. Those soft strokings felt oh so lovely. But fear of being discovered was a powerful deterrent.

"Fair enough. You just keep playing with it, get used to the idea. Take your time. We're on vacation." Zion explained, just ever so slightly worried that she might have gone a step too far.

Alex meanwhile was indeed busy adjusting. And the more he thought about it, the more scandalous it was. It felt marvelous doing something so salacious. And he hadn't even really gotten started properly yet. He had only just arrived and found he had been changed during the trip. Since they only had a couple of days to work with, he wanted to dive right in. He hadn't felt to eager before leaving. Now though, he couldn't hold himself back.

"When do we start?" the prince grinned.

"Oh I like this one!" Tina laughed, "He's a go-getter! You two get comfy. I'll go get your usual."

The sunk climbed to her feet and waddled off while the very gravid Melony continued wiping down the blue fellow. Alex was finally able to get a good look at her and the skunk who was walking away. They were both heavily pregnant, even for their respective heights. And there were plenty of others present around the Roost who were similarly swollen. He would be big and round like that soon. And the idea sent a shiver up his spine.

"So, are you two together?" Melony asked.

Alex blinked and opened his mouth to speak, but he was quickly silenced. The jade woman shoved his muzzle to her chest, putting one of her breasts in his mouth for him to suckle on so she could answer.

"Yup! This is Alex. He's my boyfriend. We've known each other forever, but we only decided to start dating recently." Zion smiled brightly.

The blue fellow blushed and closed his eyes, nursing away as he had been directed to. The steady flow of milk was oddly pleasing. The flavor of the rich, sweet cream spread evenly through his mouth, and he thrummed, content to stay there and nurse from his 'mother'... or was she his 'girlfriend'?

"You make a cute couple. I'm sure he'll enjoy his time here just as much as you usually do. I think it's terribly sweet he wants to share this with you," the antelope smiled, then stood up, "If you'll excuse me, I need to run take care of a few other guests. Tina will make sure you've got everything you need."

"Thanks a bunch sweetie. Hey, stop by sometime tomorrow and we'll make sure you get a nice, big clutch. Alex here's probably so pent up he'll be a little bit of a stud for the first day." Zion cackled and squeezed the blue fellow to her chest more strongly.

"Mmm, I'd like that very much. But Tina might get jealous if you leave her out. Make sure he saves enough for her too." Melony winked at the couple, then strolled away, the sound of her hooves clacking on the smooth floor echoing softly.

After a moment, Zion released her grasp on the prince so he could pull off her breast. He didn't right away, requiring a little encouragement to stop drinking. She could have let him continue until he had gotten his fill, but they needed to unpack what had just happened. The blue drake finally released the pert nipple he had been attached to and wiped his lips dry.

"So... I'm your boyfriend? Isn't that a little presumptuous?" he asked, grinning softly.

"It's called a cover story, honey. Unless you want to tell them who we both really are," the jade woman waggled her eyebrows at him, "Who knows, that might improve your experience here. Get you the royal treatment, everyone waiting on you hand and foot."

"No. I want to be a normal guest," Alex shot back quickly, "Besides... I... I kinda like getting to pretend you're my girlfriend. And that Tina lady... she's very friendly. And so is Melony."

"I'm glad you think so!" the skunk laughed as she returned, holding out a pair of vials for the couple, "Here you go, speedball number twelve."

"Speedball? Number twelve?" the blue drake asked as he took the vial.

"Speedball meaning it speeds up how fast you turn into a ball. Kind of a play off the other meaning of the word, the sports reference, not the drug reference. It makes you produce eggs a lot faster. I've been coming here so long that I'm almost at the point of saturation. I'll be able to start controlling how fast I produce eggs soon." Zion answered.

"And the number twelve part means it's a twelve on the productivity scale. There are twenty in all. Number one is the slowest, meant for first timers who can't produce eggs on their own and the people who want to feel it nice and slow. Usually takes a full nine months. Some really enjoy that gradual build up. Twelve is the over night formula. Eighteen means as soon as you have sex, you start to swell up right away, and I mean suddenly. It's like feeling a balloon pop inside you." Tina explained further.

"And nineteen and twenty?" Alex asked hesitantly.

"Oh you don't wanna bother with those, not when you're brand new. Nineteen will make you start laying eggs immediately, even without having sex. You'll swell up and just start laying uncontrollably for about an hour. Twenty is the same, only permanent. You don't stop laying until someone feeds you the antidote," the skunk grinned as she traced a hand over her belly, "Once a year, I let myself indulge in number twenty for a solid day. A little present to myself. Gives a whole new meaning to 'birthday'."

The blue and silver drake blushed terribly at the thought. The jade lady just grinned at him.

"We'll work you up to it, honey. Now go on. Take your medicine. It's good for one night of fun and the morning after. If you like it, we'll get another round tomorrow after we lay. We can even get an earlier start on it if you're quick enough getting them out of you," Zion lifted the pink, sweet smelling liquid to her lips and downed it quickly, "Mmm, you guys have started adding flavors to them?"

"Yeah, we figured why not. We're trying to keep from making them taste too good. Otherwise someone might be tempted to just drink a whole beaker of the stuff as a regular beverage. We've seen what that does. It looks like fun, but it can be a bit dangerous. Let me know if you need anything else. I'll see you two in the morning." Tina smiled and waved before offering Alex a wink, then turned to leave.

It just so happened that the blue dragon was in the middle of downing his own elixir, and nearly choked as he caught the skunk's wink. He put the vial down on the nearby end table, where the towel had come from and sat quietly for a moment, unsure what was to come next.

"Am I supposed to feel anything to know that it's working?" the prince asked.

"Nah, not right away. You might experience some localized swelling, but that's kind of part of the desired effect." Zion winked.

"Okay, and how fast does it start working? Do we have to wait a while? Like waiting an hour after eating before swimming?" Alex asked.

"It's already in effect. It's almost immediate when you drink it. They've had lots of time to dial in the effectiveness. They still tweak it on occasion, but they never let the general public test the near formulas. What we've taken is well tested and understood. So just enjoy the ride." the green woman leaned down, bumping her nose against his, even offering him a short, gentle kiss.

It was different from the chaste little pecks he had gotten from her in the past. This was more akin to the 'girlfriend' cover story that had been provided. And it triggered a thought, one Alex had not considered until that moment. He had heard of plenty of stories about illicit activities resulting in unforeseen consequences. He would be remiss if he didn't at least bring the subject up.

"So... I'm... part girl now. I understand why. I didn't know you could do that, and... well... it's actually kind of interesting that you're able to do that. But, I have to ask. What if I get pregnant?" the blue and white drake lifted his gaze, sounding nervous.

A broad grin spread across Zion's lips. She was amused by the question.

"Honey... that's kind of the whole point of this place." she giggled.

"Yes," Alex squeezed his eyes shut, kicking himself for not being as clear as he could have, "I know, the eggs, the whole thing. But... I mean... what if I get pregnant, with an actual child? You asked me if I knew where babies come from. I do, and the act that makes them come into being is going to happen. I'm not sure who with or when, but it's going to happen. You said no consequences, and that would qualify as a consequence. So I feel I have to ask. Do I need some sort of protection?"

"You've already taken it, sweetie. Anything you do that would put a baby in you is going to make eggs instead. The potion makes sure of that. You just have to make sure you take it as soon as you arrive so you don't accidentally get pregnant for real," Zion smiled, giving her little prince a fond squeeze to help ease his tension, "And as for who with... well, I figured it'd be you and me making each other swell up. Unless maybe one of the other ladies--or boys for that matter--caught your fancy."

"What!? No! I hadn't... I mean... If you had planned... I just," Alex sputtered and blushed, trying to take a breath to compose himself, "If we're supposed to be a couple, it would only make sense for us to engage... as a couple. Right?"

"That's right, which means I get to lay with a prince." the jade lady purred happily, then reached down to cup her hand under the blue fellow's groin, giving his scrotum a gentle squeeze.

As soon as her fingers brushed over his new hidden folds, the younger dragon gasped and melted into the lady's embrace. He had only been in possession of those lips for a short while, and already he was finding he enjoyed having them quite a bit. They hadn't even gotten to 'the good part' yet.

"Ooo, Zee. That... feels so good. Please don't stop." he moaned.

"Oh, I'm gonna do more than that, honey. Don't you worry. That new flower I gave you on the way here, I'm gonna wreck it!" Zion grinned.

For a brief, flickering moment, Alex was afraid. Then he was pulled into the green woman's lap and forced to straddle her, pressing against her stomach. Without ceremony or hesitation, she began guiding his hips down until the warmth of that new womanhood was sinking down over her raging shaft, screaming for release once again. Alex's voice caught in his throat as he was spread for the first time, falling forward against his lover, clinging to her. He had heard that such a thing was supposed to hurt the first time, but all he could feel was the most intense pleasure he had ever experienced. And they had just jumped straight into it. Right there, in public.

The crowned prince was having sex with the woman who had raised him, pierced on her sizable length, right in front of everyone who might have a desire to watch. And no one around them knew except the two of them. It was just as he had hoped; scandalous.

Alex wiggled his hips and found himself wanting to push down on her harder. Zion eagerly accepted it, and soon, she was hilted in the prince's new passage. He quivered against her as they held there for the briefest of moments, just letting him adjust and come to grips with what was happening. He looked up at her, his blue eyes meeting her lovely browns.

"I... don't know how... to describe it. It's... incredible." Alex said breathlessly.

"Mmm, don't worry, that's normal. Now you just hold on tight. Momma wants to give you a good stuffing." Zion growled low in her throat.

A firm buck followed, making the prince gasp anew. And then she bucked again, not waiting for him to say he was ready to start. She just went. And she went strong. A powerful series of thrusts jostled the blue about as he was stretched. He could swear he could feel a lump in his abdomen from how large she was. And he was immediately in love with the whole experience. He clung to the woman more tightly, returning his lips to her chest so he could drink more. He couldn't help how much he enjoyed her milk. It was surprisingly delicious.

Zion let the young man nurse as she rutted away, grunting each time she sank home. It impressed her how quickly he took to such lewd activities. Maybe she should have brought him here sooner. He looked like he was going to take to it all like a fish to water. She began imagining what he was going to look like, heavy with eggs, and that mental picture made her shiver with unbridled glee. She growled louder and bucked harder, wanting to get him there sooner.

For ten solid minutes she pounded, and yet he never once complained. Alex remained latched onto her breast, only pulling off to switch sides when he had emptied one. A sharp quiver raced up his spine as she finally pushed him to climax, and yet he didn't pull off her to cry out. Instead, he just moaned in soft, smoldering satisfaction. Then came the big moment. Zion quickened her pace further, even rolling forward to pin the prince onto his back and slam into him with all her might. The instant she sank completely into his grasp, she exploded.

The green lady roared, attracting the attention of more than just a couple of people. A few had begun watching as soon as it started, but now she had the attention of the majority of the Roost. A swelling gripped the blue and silver dragon's abdomen. It stopped him nursing and forced a scream of climax from him. He bloated out heavily in mere moments, appearing as though he were already only a couple of months away from being due. The whole process had taken roughly a minute and when it was over, the jade woman sighed happily, pleased that she had emptied herself into the prince.

"Mmm, damn you're satisfying." Zion rumbled.

"I...I don't... How... Oh god... that was... amazing!" Alex struggled to say anything coherent, his breath far too ragged to make proper use of.

"That's right, baby. Momma knows how to give it good. I've been working on building up my production. The ladies here love it when you can make'em swell before they even start making eggs. The boys too. You get up to this level and you'll be very popular around here. You'll have to start beating them off with a stick," the jade woman giggled, "But then you look like you enjoy bottoming. The ladies and boys love that too, making someone swell up like that."

"I... I think... I'd like that." Alex panted.

"Which? Topping? Or bottoming?" Zion raised an eyebrow.

The blue fellow's posture suggested he was embarrassed to admit what he was thinking, running his hands over his swollen stomach. He was relishing the heat and how pliable his abdomen was. But he was sure it was going to turn very firm, very soon. And he looked forward to it.

"Both?" he whispered.

Zion laughed and pulled Alex up off his back, cuddling him to her chest for a brief moment. She knew he would just latch back on if she let him, and she had other plans for him at the moment.

"When you rebel, you really rebel, don't you!" the green woman reached down to massage the blue drake's swollen stomach, "You better get ready, because it's my turn now."

Again, Alex was pushed onto his back, only this time, he was left vacant. The sudden void between his legs was an unpleasant sensation, at least initially. It faded over time so that he didn't feel quite so hungry to be stretched. That hunger was entirely new, and it was likely to return. Now, the jade dragon was climbing on top of him, straddling his hips and pushing herself down onto the younger fellow's stiff length. As soon as she felt him spread her open, she hissed and shivered, letting the fact that she was mating with the prince of her kingdom finally wash over her. The rutting from just moments ago, it had not sunk in yet. Now it was, and it gave her pause, but only for a short few seconds, just to drink it in. Then she began bouncing on top of him.

It didn't take very long for the inexperienced drake to find a pace that worked for him. Of course, it had to do with Zion's pace more than anything. The heat of that passage, which he had felt wrapped all the way around his entire form, swallowed up his length again and again, coaxing his hips to press up into her each time she tried to pull away. His hands were quickly guided to the plump chest she had gained thanks to smuggling him out to the Inn. Her hands pushed against his shoulders, giving her a place to gain leverage off of.

By now, they were protruding a short ways out into the walkway, forcing people to scoot over to the far side to keep from stepping on or tripping over them. Thankfully, there weren't many passers-by. Many just stopped to watch. The two dragons ground away into one another, finding their forms to join so well it left them to wonder why they had not tried this sooner. A tingle raced up Alex's spine as he approached climax, straining to keep his thoughts clear. He had so much he had to mind; when to push, when to pull, working his fingers, trying not to get too repetitive, and breathe! He couldn't forget to breathe! How could it be so easy to forget something so simple? Zion was just that competent a lover.

Minutes after they began, it came to an end with a bellow neither green nor blue knew the prince had in him. A jet of royal seed rushed into the green lady's belly, swelling her oh so nicely. It wasn't quite to the same standard she had set when she filled him, but he was still very new, and it was a very good start. Spurt after spurt cascaded into the motherly woman's womb, giving her just a taste of what it had been like when she had slurped all of him up.

The jade dragoness leaned back and sighed in deep, profound gratification. She arched her back and pressed her now visibly swollen stomach against the prince's, looking as though she weren't quite as far along as him, but their difference in height no doubt had something to do with that.

"Mmm, don't think for one minute that's the only time we're doing that tonight," Zion leaned in close and growled with intense lust, "I'm gonna wear you out, my little prince."

Alex shivered at the very idea of how much more he could take versus how much he was going to get. He wanted to know just how long he would last, so that he could somehow work on improving that. He liked the affectionate moniker, how it slipped under the radar of the watchers. It was absolutely true, but to anyone not in the know, it was just what Zion called her smaller, slimmer boyfriend. No doubt they would find it cute. And no doubt the usage would spread. If he ended up taking other lovers while here, as Zion seemed to suggest might happen, they might start calling him that as well. And that sent a new thrill up his spine. He would be the prince that everyone got to ride, or make ride them. The word 'slut' came to mind, but he pushed it away. He preferred to think of it as being 'a prince of the people'.

Sleep took both dragons quickly and easily after Zion decided she had gotten enough. She tucked the blue fellow in against her side as she leaned back in her huge cushion of a seat. It felt odd to the prince that they were just going to sleep right there in the open, but his exhausted body didn't care. With his cheek pressed against Zion's chest, he found he had little to complain about. It was a deeply relaxing and rejuvenating slumber, full of pleasant dreams and alluring images.

When morning came, the green woman was the first to stir, and she was greeted with exactly what she had hoped for. Her stomach was swollen, heavy, and under great pressure to release the clutch she had produced. She had even managed to swell back out to the size she had been while carrying Alex. She giggled and ran one of her paws across the taut dome, reveling in the weight and size. If only she could figure out a way to stay like this and not get kicked out of the palace, she would never be skinny again.

"Mmm, you did a damn good job on your first night, Alex." Zion giggled, then turned to look at the still snoozing blue drake.

That was when she saw how he had progressed, and it was not what she had expected. Neither she nor the prince had expected just how much bigger the blue fellow would end up. And he was impressively large. She woke him gently, begging him to see the result of their passion. He grumbled a little unhappily at being drawn from sleep, then saw Zion's stomach. He blinked at the size and began feeling over it gently.

"Wow, did I make you this big all myself? Or are you just really productive?" the blue drake marveled.

"A little of both, but honey... take a look at yourself!" the jade dragoness directed his attention to the vast dome he sported.

Alex gasped when he saw the size of his stomach. He looked like he had managed to somehow swallow Zion, or perhaps stuff her in where she had stuffed him. He wouldn't be able to stand under such weight, and even if he could, he would need to drag his stomach along with him anywhere he went. It was enormous, and as soon as he began to stroke over the dome, he found he could not stop himself. It was intoxicating. Now he could see why she had come here so often.

"Oh wow... Zee... this is... this is incredible!" Alex said in a hushed tone, almost as if speaking too loudly might break whatever spell had allowed such a thing to come to pass.

"Honey, you're a natural!" Zion cackled, "I've never seen a first timer grow so big so fast! You must be way more fertile than your mom!"

A powerful blush filled the prince's cheeks, then looked back up at the green lady.

"Oh, I don't think I could even come close to you." he smiled sheepishly and gave the motherly dragoness a wink.

It was Zion's turn to blush. Sure she had thought of herself as his mother from time to time, and she had intended to mean the woman who had given birth to him twenty-one years ago. But then, she had smuggled him out of the palace in her womb and given birth to him here at the Roost. And during that trip, she had given him the equipment he would need to enjoy their vacation to the fullest. It was a lovely little sentiment that she hoped would linger. She liked the added salaciousness of the young prince she had filled with eggs calling her his mother.

Thanks to the great success they both had seen in production, Tina had breakfast brought down to them so neither would have to move. Both were ravenous. Everyone always was after an exceptionally productive session. And the prince reveled in how much not only he needed to eat, but how much he was actually allowed to eat. He stuffed himself absolutely silly, knowing it would never be permitted back home in the palace.

When breakfast ended, Tina stuck around to help the newcomer learn the proper technique of laying. His progress was halting at first, but after the first three eggs, each the size of an apple, he found a pace that worked well and began developing a sense of what musculature he needed to use. He sat next to his jade caretaker, reaching out to hold her hand as he massaged his vast dome.

"Zee... I can't thank you enough for bringing me here. This is wonderful." Alex sighed blissfully, then shivered and gasped as his canal stretched around his latest egg, totaling eight so far.

Zion moved at a slower pace, having found a preference for enjoying a longer, drawn out process, "Hey, I'm glad you like it. It's nice having a partner in crime. And when we get ready to go back, I'll slip back in to sneak you back to your room. No one will be any the wiser. Our little secret." she gripped his hand in a firm, loving squeeze.

Their relationship had changed dramatically in the last twenty-four hours, making the prince rethink many things in his life. He was still terrified of what his parents would say, think, or do if they found out about this, but it was a thought that was so far away at the moment that it didn't matter. Part of him hoped he might get kicked out, disowned from the royal family. All because of a thought he was having at that moment.

"Hey... um... do you think maybe... I could come with you next time you visit?" the prince smiled, his cheeks flushing powerfully.

The jade woman nodded, shuddering just as she oh so slowly eased one of her own eggs out onto the cushion she sat on. There were a couple of ivory-hued orbs already waiting. They would be tended to when Tina returned, wiped down and set aside. She had several first timers to coach, and with Zion assisting Alex, she felt he was in good hands. The green drake's eggs had been larger, roughly the size of grapefruit. It left the prince a little jealous, and she could sense that in him. He wanted his to be as big as hers, to enjoy the process of laying them as much as she had. He quivered and arched his back, clutching at his slowly shrinking belly as another passed. He couldn't be happier. Zion had created a monster. And that delighted her to absolutely no end.

"I would be disappointed if you never wanted to come back," she pulled the young blue drake's hand to her lips, kissing the back of his palm, "It'll be our regular thing, my little prince."