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Squeak squeak squeak it sounded over the clearing. Not an unusual sound in the middle of the forest by any means, but upon closer inspections, that the sound was made by a rather unusual creature. Or two creatures.

Two tiny dragons were chirruping and squawking loudly, as a third, much much larger dragon was slowly making their way onto the clearing. The two smaller ones, unmistakably hatchlings, were hopping around the larger one, impatiently urging it to hurry up. The adult dragon though, large enough to effortlessly lift either of the other ones in a single paw, was walking slowly, deliberately taking each step while searching for a comfortable place to lay down. It was easy enough to see the reason for the slow pace.

The blue-scaled dragoness, for she was clearly female, was burdened by a rather impressive load beneath her. The off-white scales of her belly were bloated, swollen, nearly dragging over the ground by the sheer weight of her clutch. The rounding grew less towards her hindlegs, only to be pronounced once more by the twin mounds of her udder. She was already walking with legs spread as far as she could, and yet, with each waddling step the overfull mammary sacks slapped noisily against her thighs and laden belly, sending errant droplets of milk over the grass of the forest ground. She didn't let the noise her two children were making disturb her calm though, as she slowly, having found a suitable spot, lowered herself onto her side, and then, with a burst of effort, rolled onto her back.

The hatchlings squealed joyfully as their mother lowered her tail flat to the ground and spread her legs, for they knew that they now could nurse from her udder, and they tripped and shoved each other in their haste to be the first. They paid little attention to their mother's swollen, dripping vagina, the bright pink flesh standing in stark contrast to the dull white scales surrounding it. But at the same time, it did not make it easier for them to clamber onto their mother's crotch. Being a Breeder Dragon she was ever-fertile, ever in heat, and as a result, her undertail was a wet, slippery-soppy mess of constantly spurting female juices.

After several failed attempts which ended with the hatchlings slipping in their mother's female secretions, they finally succeeded when they climbed on top of one another, allowing the one on top to search for little cracks in the scaly hide to hook their stubby claws into and pull their body up. While that one was still searching for a grip though, the one playing the ladder was face to face with the adult's throbbing, gushing cunt-lips. Several squirts of potent, female arousal hit the hatchling straight in the face, but the little one was female herself. The alluring nature of a Breeder at the peak of her fertility was lost on her, and she merely gave a few investigative licks, curious about the taste but finding it to be rather bland.

Finally, the hatchling above her - also a female, her sister from the same clutch - found purchase and dragged herself up. The lower dragonet quickly bit into the other tail, of course unable to pierce the scaly hide, but with a help like this able to follow her sister upwards. This way, both the little Breeder Dragons managed to get onto the adult's groin, and from there, it was only a short, easy climb on top of the udder and to those fat, leaking nipples. Each step dimpled the soft mammary flesh, causing small streams of milk to already flow over the sides. Finally, the two hatchlings arrived at the peak and with a happy chirp, each of them latched onto on of their mother's nipples.

Thick, sugary liquid exploded into their tiny maws, more than they could ever hope to drink down. The dragoness let out a pleasured groan as her daughters clamped so tightly to her overflowing udder, guzzling down as much as their little mouths could hold. She smiled happily as she basked in the afternoon sun. Her two daughters were showing a healthy appetite, and judging by their smell, they were growing up into fine Breeders themselves.

The two dragonets were nearly perfect miniature replicas of their mother. Light blue scales, off-white underbelly, blossoming horn-nubs around the back of their head, and even the atrophied and useless wings - everything looked just like it did on the elder dragoness. Nothing hinted at who the father could be, but truth be told, neither of the young reptiles had the faintest clue as to who their father might be. Hell, it was very likely even their mother didn't know - there was no time at which a Breeder would ever close her legs, and no species which could not fill her womb with a clutch. No matter with who or what they mated, any seed would grow into eggs, eggs that hatched into more female Breeders. As a result, the mother could not recall which copulation had led to the eggs that had grown into the two whelps suckling at her teats now.

She looked dreamily over the bulge of her belly and her heart swelled with pride. The two were barely a year old, bit since a few days, she had picked up a distinct smell emanating from those cute little cunts, and now, it was all too clear. Their wombs were ripe, overflowing with ova that were waiting to be claimed by a male and drizzling out, advertising their fertility for any male with a sharp nose. In a similar vein, their own teats had recently filled out, not as massively as their mother's of course, but enough that they had two round, firm milk-tanks slapping between their legs with every step. They hadn't even come close to fully maturing yet, but sexually they were already developed, ripe and ready.

The Breeder matron gave a low, pleased growl as she imagined what a fine pair of eager whores her little babies were going to be. Such eager, hungry hatchlings deserved all the milk they could swallow, and with some effort, the female curled up a hindleg and pressed the knee into her udder. The increased pressure caused her nips to surge with creamy fluid, more than the small dragons could ever hope to swallow, but that did not deter them. Sputtering, they let the excess fluid gush from their mouths, running freely over their now even creamier undersides, giving their own udders an extra coat of sweet, salacious milk.

Finally, they had enough. One gave a small burp as they slowly climbed back to the ground, eager to get to their post-nursing game. Now, they were of course too well-fed to undertake any long journeys or exhilarating chases, but that was not their plan anyway. They started by licking each others tiny maws, collecting their mother's leftover milk and then, laying down side by side, they went lower, cleaning up the rest of the milk from each others undersides until they reached their genitals. With a giddy squeal, the one chick struck forward with her muzzle, chomping down on the ball of her sister's udder-flesh, without hurting her of course. She was rewarded with a pleasured, gurgling chirp from her hatch-mate and a spurt of watery, sweet-ish milk over her tongue. It was nowhere near as rich or tasty as their mother's of course, but that didn't worry them at all - both loved the tingle of pleasure that playing like this sent through their entire bodies.

While the one dragonet was nursing from her sister, the other slowly wiggled around her body until she herself was face to face with her eager sister's wet crotch. Without delay, she started lapping up the egg-rich fluid the first chick's cooch was so vigorously pumping out, causing her to mewl into the breast- flesh herself.

Their mother listened to her children's sounds of pleasure as they were collapsed in a pile of scales and juices. She herself was merely dozing lazily in the sun, listening to the soft rumbling in her belly. Not a rumble of hunger mind you, but the noise of her restless clutch. Oh yes, she was on the cusp of laying the eggs weighing down her belly, her body preparing to squeeze out all those eggs that made her fat and gravid. She could feel them slowly shifting around inside her, each single orb round and hard. Ooooh, this was going to be a good one, maybe her best one yet. The matron just hoped that a male would find her soon, one with a nice, thick cock, something that would stretch her even after the lay. The nectar drooling from her pussy grew in amount and fragrance as she was lost in daydreams about egging and mating.

A soft, but steadily louder growing rustling disturbed the peace and quiet on the clearing. Something was approaching from the forest, something big. The two hatchlings lifted their heads to look for the source of the noise, and it shouldn't be long before it slithered into view.

A massive, spade-shaped head was the first thing they saw. Small, round horns adorned the back of it's nose and ran all the way back over the top of the eye-sockets and ended in the creatures neck. Sharp, dark-brown scaled covered the entire back of the body, while the ones on the underside where lighter, smoother. More and more of the Horned Snake's body came into view, coils upon coils of muscular, serpentine physique. Then, another body came into view, dragged along by the reptile. A young doe, eyes rolled back into her head and tongue lolling from her mouth. She was no doubt dead, strangled by the well-armored constrictor.

But that was not all. Another head appeared from the thicket, a bit smaller, with smoother, deep-green scales. This was not a Horned Snake, merely a more common constrictor, but no less impressive in its own right. After that, yet another snake appeared, green like the second one, but much smaller, maybe only a third of the length. The two dragonets squealed in excitement at the sight of those, to them unknown, creatures, recovering from their game of licks to rush over and greet the newcomers.

When the two naive Breeders were close enough, they stopped and turned around, cute little butts held high into the air, wiggling them back and forth to show off their glistening cunts and letting their round perky breasts bounce around between their hinds. They had not the faintest idea what they were _actually_doing - this was just a common greeting to them, the innocent hatchlings unaware of what perfect little sluts they were.

Their mother saw the serpentine trio approaching as well, stirred from her slumber. She was delighted - they had even brought her food, the doe they had killed, something that was uncommon for serpents. True, a dragon or a gryphon could bring her much greater game, but snakes had their very own advantages as mates, even if they rarely ever brought her prey. But these, they had hunted a doe, all for herself, and her children. As a Breeder, she had a hard time hunting most of the time, slowed down by whatever gifts had been deposited in her belly, but mates brought her plenty, so she didn't even need to hunt in the first place.

Staying on her back, crossing her legs over her crotch simply out of formality, she let the snakes circle around her, with the Horned one dropping his catch in front of her head. She inspected it for a moment, but kept her legs were they were. At the expectant look the brown reptile have her, she simply let out an eager purr, wiggling her rump as well as she could. She simply stared into the serpent's puzzled expression with a face of eagerness.

The coin dropped inside the Horned one's mind. If the whore wanted to be a tease, if she wanted it rough, that was exactly what she would get. He hissed a command at his two companions, then slid over the ground onto the dragoness' neck. The green one slithered towards her crotch, curling his coils around her ankles while the second green simply watched, too slow to do anything useful.

The brown crawled over the Breeder's neck, over her chest and arrived at the gravid bulge of her belly. Upon feeling the sheer _heat_radiating from her stuffed oven, the serpent couldn't help but split his in a wide, drooling, eager grin. Even through the layers of flesh and protective scales, the temperature meant to keep her clutch warm and healthy radiated to the surface, turning the female's belly into the perfect heat blanket, one the snake did not waste any time fully curling up on. Once the brown had done so, he looked over to the green, who was dutifully waiting with curled around her legs, one loop around her left leg, head coiled around the other, looking expectantly at the other reptile. The dragoness too had craned her neck forward, purring and eager to see her serpentine suitors next move.

Another hiss, and the green tensed and stretched his whole body, spreading the broodwhore's legs. She gave a loud, full-throated wail as the pressure she had put on her own groin with her hinds evaporated as they were roughly wedged apart, wider and wider, high into the air, until the green hung above her crotch like a scaly clothesline.

A clothesline that started drooling as well, as the serpents finally got a good view of the matron's udder. The proximity of the three horny, greedy snakes had spiraled her arousal to new heights, and her throbbing mammary glands were stained with fresh and half-dried milk. A Breeder's milk was sweet and nutritious, yes, but it could serve just as well to lure and entice mates.All three snakes glanced at each other for a moment.

Then, they struck at once.

The horned one lunged forward, jaws gaping wide, slamming right into the left milk-spout. The dragoness' whole udder wobbled under the impact, as the snake made no move to pull back in the least, remaining practically burrowed into the Breeder-slut's tits. The green on the other hand, dove down from its perch between her legs, straight for her other nipple, opening his maw and clamping down on the soft flesh, fangs safely enclosed in their skin-pouches. With that cream-filled teat safely enclosed in his maw, the green _yanked_upwards, claiming this part of her udder for himself.

The third snake, being the smallest, was too slow however. The nipple it had been aiming for had already been snatched away, and so it's maw, catapulted by a desperate dive for the spoils, simply struck the side of her udder, leaving the snake dazed upon the rough impact. With a hopeful look, the snake looked up two its two compatriots, but they did not seem intent to share their claim, not until they had their fill at least.

And what a fill that was. Where her hatchlings had small maws, to calmly and steadily nurse from her breast, the two serpent's maws were rough and savage. The matron had squealed like a hatchling herself as her udder was almost yanked into two different directions, a squeal that grew in pitch as her two serpentine lovers brutally claimed their fill, their violent feeding eliciting waves of milk to spurt forth, each single one more voluminous than what the chicks drank in an entire day. The Horned Snake had wedged itself deep into her supple flesh, the pressure causing each surge of cream to be richer and thicker than the last. The green had stretched the other side of her breast into an elongated sack of flesh, as if he wanted to suck it right off of her, stretching it further than natural. Her muscles had to pump harder and harder, to send all of her fresh milk upwards into the greedy snake's maw.

The dragoness' head had slumped backwards onto the ground, tongue lolling out to the side. Her entire udder felt like it was on fire, a burning, blissful agony radiating from her crotch as it was treated like the milk-sack it was. She wasn't worried in the least about the snakes being too greedy for there to be leftovers for her chicks, the snakes would drown long before they drained her - hell, if she weren't bound by the snakes she would do the same for them as she had done for her daughters before - but they were still doing a remarkably good job at. The fires from her mammaries were bubbling over, spreading through her entire body and coalescing in her belly. Her womb was practically cooking at this point, an almost agonizing, intense tingling, making her feel like she was being charred from the inside as her eggs clacked against one another, shifting and roiling in her scalding egg-chamber. There was no doubt in some non-pleasure-riddled part of her brain, that this would be her best clutch yet, maybe ever. It would drop any moment now, the heat-addled whore barely able to muster the patience, and it appeared her eggs were very much the same way as they rolled around in her deepest sanctuary.

The two hatchlings in the meantime had been a bit upset when the three snakes had just ignored them, but quickly turned their attention elsewhere. First, they had inspected the kill the snakes had brought with them - they knew it was food, but in their innocent little minds, they didn't associate it with a dead creature, just food and nothing more. However, after all the milk they had guzzled down, their interest in the carcass quickly faded, and were now simply watching their mother being taken with mild curiosity.

They themselves were being watched with rather significant curiosity however. The third snake, finding himself without spoils of his own, had turned his attention to the previously ignored hatchlings. When the two saw the smallest snake slithering towards them, they yelped with excitement, thinking they had found a new playmate, and eagerly presented themselves again. The serpent flicked its tongue in appreciation at not one, but two wet, drippy cunnies ready and waiting for him. Let the other two play with the adult, he'd claim her children for himself.

He lowered his head between the hind legs of one, staring straight at her puffy labia and the round breasts underneath. Not as big and full as their mother's of course, but he couldn't really be picky, so he dove straight for the fleshy sack. She dragonet yelped again, this time in surprise as her entire udder was engulfed in the serpent's warm maw. Her hind legs left the ground as she involuntarily jumped at the sensation, and the other reptile used that opportunity to lift her a tad higher, jaws shut tight around the base of her udder, and let small streams of milk flow down his gullet.

The hatchling wasn't used to this at all. Their mother left her children's genitals alone if it wasn't for licking them clean, and her sister didn't have nearly large enough a maw to simply take her whole udder into, but now the snake was doing just that. It was new, it was strange, as strange as the intense tingling in her nether regions. Sure, when they played there was often a pleasant tingle like this, but now it was powerful, strong, insistent, and it felt like that wasn't even the end of it. Her face was scrunched up in a look of confusion, pleasure and fear all at the same time while her sister was watching intently.

The green reptile was thoroughly enjoying the milky treat the hatchling was giving him. Sure, it might not have been as good as an adult's, but he hadn't gotten any of that in the first place, so there was nothing for it to compare to in a bad manner. Just above his snout, framed by her little legs, was her gushing coochie, and he could feel the juices flowing from it becoming hotter and hotter. Wanting a taste from there as well, he wiggled his tongue out of the corner of his mouth, to shove it straight into her heated vagina.

That was all she could take. The chick's eyes flew wide open as an electric current ran through her small body and exploded right in her brain. "_Grwaaaah!"_she screamed as her very first orgasm ripped through her, making her twitch and shudder all over, enough for her to actually slip out of her suitor's maw. She plopped to the ground, fertile juices gushing from her cunt and shivering all over. She arched her back as she lay there on the ground, twitching and mewling as she bucked her hips while her body was ravaged by those new sensations. It never seemed as if it never wanted to end, but just as she started seeing stars, it receded, and left behind a warm, pleasant glow in her lower body. She began to giggle as little aftershocks made her twitch in irregular intervals, basking in the afterglow of her first sexual peak. Grinning mindlessly, she wiggled her rump back and forth, chirping every time a blade of grass stabbed against her heated cunt. Little did she know, the warmth radiating from her belly were her ovaries kicking into overdrive, flooding her womb with fertile eggs.

Her sister had been looking at them with mild concern, but when the cumming hatchling started giggling, her worries were blown away. The snake seemed to be a fun playmate, and she herself also wanted a turn, squeaking insistently at him as she presented herself, shaking her cute butt right in front of his snout. He didn't have to be told twice. The top of his snout was already stained with her sister's secretions, and now it was time to taste the other, he thought, as he dove straight for her innermost chamber with his tongue.

"Grrlblf?"The force of his tongue basically knocked the air out of the unprepared hatchling's lungs. She started sputtering, eyes rolling back in their sockets, as he slammed against her cervix, giving her only a moment of reprieve as he pulled back then barreled straight through her innocent cervix. She flinched as if she was struck as her innermost chamber was violated by the unconcerned reptile. She weakly humped here hips against his eager slurping, eyes fully white as her overloaded brain struggled to keep up with the barrage of pleasure assaulting it. Paws balled into fists, she flailed around beating against the ground inconsequentially as she tried squirm away to no avail, for the snake was buried too deep inside her for her to escape. She feared for her sanity, feared her mind would simply shatter into pieces as every lick the snake forced upon her sent another orgasm coursing through her body.

The green one didn't let it come that far fortunately. With a satisfied slurp, he pulled out of her, her uplifted rump sending a fountain of juices through the air. The dragonet collapsed in a puddle of spittle and female cum, gasping for air as her body was still searing from the aftershocks of her intense first sexual experience, and the comparably cold air felt torturous on her ignited cunny. She curled up into a fetal position and stuck her forepaws over her crotch to shield them from the element's assault. Her elbows meanwhile were bathed in the heat radiating from her ovaries as they dumped fertile eggs into her womb by the dozen.

While the green was enjoying his playtime with the two hatchlings, their mother's breathing had grown heavy. Nearly her entire lower body was covered in a white, milky film, from the liquid flowing so plentiful from her udder. With the ravishing it had endured from the maws of the two snakes, she would drop her eggs any moment now, she could feel it. Her eyes rolled back into her head as deep inside her, she could feel her cervix slowly blooming open.

"_Grwarahaaaaarr!"_She screamed at the top of her lungs as a veritable fountain of liquid exploded from her swollen muff, lubricant from the depths of her egg-chamber. The clear, steaming fluid fired several meters out of her, and her hind-legs kicked, startling the snake hanging across them, and causing the large green to tighten up, forcefully preventing her from moving her legs. She growled deliriously as she felt her twitching cervix clamp around the round form of the first egg.

Breeders were nature's most fertile creatures, laying sizable clutches, and laying often. For any other creature, enduring this might have been painful, but for this draconic species, passing their clutch was an affair of unceasing orgasms. The matron would not come down from her high until her womb was empty, she was only able to climb to higher and higher peaks. Peristaltic motions eased her first egg through her innermost barrier, her vaginal canal rhythmically clamping down on the roughly-textured orb.

Oooh, how delightfully big it was. The huge orb barely fit through her cervix, being pushed through only one inch at a time. She felt every bump, every ridge, every dent in the rigid shell as the egg slowly, ever so slowly slid through her birthing canal.

Until it unfortunately got stuck.

However, the Breeder did not see any reason to be worried, quite the opposite. She had been focused, concentrated on easing that single egg further out of her, but now, a dreamy smile played around her lust-addled visage. The issue would resolve itself any moment now, and she would enjoy every second of it.

She could feel her inner walls, where the egg got stuck, heat up, right below her messy udder, and the heat quickly spread through her body, igniting between her legs and in her head at the same time. The sounds she made could only be described as garbled squeals at this point, even less dignified than what her daughters gave from them under the third serpent's tongue, but if she ever would have cared, she was far too gone at this point. Her most recent orgasm, triggered by the difficulties her first egg was having, sent a new wave of juices from the depths of her womb, crashing against the stuck orb, and ultimately popping it out of its predicament like a cork. This fresh wave of lubrication made the passage much easier, flushing the egg out with haste.

To an outsider, it might have looked like the matron was doing her best to turn the clearing into a lake. She was practically drooling all over, strands of saliva connecting her maw to her neck and the ground, and the earth between her legs was growing muddy like after a strong rainfall. Last but not least, liter after liter of fresh milk was bubbling from her ever-productive udder, the sugary liquid sticking to grass and scales alike. This was a scent that wouldn't come out for a long time, even with rigorous bathing, but then again, why would she do such a thing? The two snakes, however, had other interests at this point.

Her egg was pushing through the final stretch now, the bright-blue shell peeking from her wet, hard-working pussy. Both of the reptiles had their heads hovering right in front of it, eagerly awaiting the glistening orb. Her pussy-lips were pushed farther and farther apart, the engorged flesh mushed against her thighs as the egg first slipped out by a third, then half of it was cresting, until it finally slipped out in a rush of juices.

The scaled broodslut allowed herself to relax for a moment. The first egg was out, but what a piece of work it had been. Her entire vaginal tunnel felt sore from the effort, but what was even worse, it felt_empty._The next egg couldn't come soon enough, filling her again, getting stuck again, pushing her from peak to peak until it finally...

With some effort, she craned her neck up, looking over her doming belly at the two serpents. The Horned one held her egg in its jaws. She hadn't been paying attention, but as soon as the orb had slid out of her, both reptiles had darted for it. Despite the green one being in a better position, the Horned one had been faster, and now proudly held his prize before her. When their eyes locked, something akin to a smile flashed across his features, before he tossed his head back, unhinged his jaws and closed them around the egg.

It was large, true, but a creature like him was used to swallowing large prey. While the egg was on the larger end of things he'd swallowed, it still posed little challenge to him. A few gulps was all it took, and the orb was already sliding down his gullet, a visible bulge that traveled down his body, until it came to rest in his stomach, now just a small bulge in his otherwise sleek form. The brown snake stared with unrestrained eagerness at her, thick rivulets of drool escaping his maw. She could easily tell that she had an especially tasty batch inside her, and the snakes would gorge themselves upon it, growing fat themselves - she had enough eggs for the three of them, and she'd happily let them devour every last one of them. She already had two daughters, and until they could fend for themselves, it was just too much work for her to raise any more - so she was more than happy to share the fruits of her body with all those who desired them, and shared food with her in return. Well, food and enough spunk to put another nice, big clutch inside her.

The broodmother shivered as another orb scraped over her cervix, preparing to push out of her. Out of her egg-hatch and down one of the serpent's hatches no doubt. Absentmindedly, she wondered how big their dicks would be.

It was almost as if the Horned one could hear her thoughts, because he turned to look at her for a moment, then hissed something at the green hanging on her legs. In response, the smaller reptile shifted his body for a bit, until she could see a particular portion of his lower body. It was a patch of thick, overlapping scales near the end of his body, and with some muscular contractions, they rippled for a moment before splitting apart.

A deluge of viscous slime spilled out, and along with it, not one, but two massive, pink cocks fell out. The green was visibly relieved at letting them out of his armored protective slit. The hard scales and strong muscles ensured that the sizable equipment wouldn't get in the snake's way at inconvenient times, but it was also rather uncomfortable keeping it in. The Horned one followed suit, first proudly presenting the laying female his slit, then opening it and letting his own pair of dicks drop out. Her mouth started watering at the sight of those fat, juicy cocks, and the slit's weak, but distinct musk coaxed another orgasm from the clutching 'ness. Oh she couldn't wait until she got stuffed by them, filling her up, bloating her ovaries, hrrrnf...

The Horned one spread his body out across her front, letting his cocks rest against her chest while rubbing the rest of his form over her warm belly. She couldn't exactly tell why he did that. Maybe he simply enjoyed the heat. Or maybe he was getting impatient, and hoping the stimulation from his rough scales rubbing over hers would cause her to drop her clutch faster. In that regard, he might have actually been right, because the dragoness' body gave another shudder as she felt the egg-bump behind his scales grind over her own. The next one was already halfway down her tunnel, and both snakes were already eagerly awaiting it.

When it popped out they were squabbling over it for a moment, both trying to close their jaws around it, until the brown one relented and let the other one swallow the blue orb with much gusto. The female could even feel it travel around her legs as it sunk down into the serpent's belly, now nothing more than a snack, one of many more to come. The Horned one meanwhile helped himself to another hefty gulp of milk, before taking to simply toying with her teats, nipping and squishing them with his jaws. In some tiny, far-away, non lust-flooded part of her mind she mused that they had to be quite fascinating for a purely reptilian species like a snake, so he used the opportunity to explore. She was glad she could provide him with such an opportunity, for as she was joyfully nursing her children so they could grow big and strong, she was more than happy to let somebody who had never tasted milk experience the sweetness of her white ambrosia. She _rrrfed_at the thought, ecstatic about providing joy abundant.

Something about her vocalization seemed to have put a thought in the Horned one's head, because the serpentine musk grew in intensity, and as she opened her eyes, she could see his cock-adorned coils shift closer and closer down her neck. Her cunt was already struggling with her next egg, but she let the constant orgasmic assault on her mind be nothing more than background buzz for a moment, curled her head forward and snatched the snake's lower portion up in her maw.

Thick, salty delight exploded over her taste buds. There was just the faintest hint of pre dripping from this wonderful hemipenis, and yet, the overly salty slit-fluids, the musk, the blunt fleshy barbs tickling the inside of her mouth-cavity, it combined into a perfect symphony of taste and arousal. And what would the actual cum taste like? Oooh, she couldn't wait to drink down load after load of his very own snake-milk. She almost felt sorry for the other one, the green one. While his superior's genitals were sheltered in her warm maw, his were just hanging out to dry. She hoped her clutch would passed soon, if only so he could relieve his need in her hot, slippery pussy.

When the smallest snake saw his companions release their breeding-tools from their prison, he took that as a sign that now it was time for more serious playtime. He had been toying with his two personal, immature broodsluts, teasing them with both tongue and tail, taking great pleasure in their high-pitched squeals of elation. And now, he would make them squeal even louder.

The two looked up with confusion as he ceased his administrations, to see him position his armored vent right in front of them, and with a few muscular contractions, let his two cocks spill forth, presenting them to the eager females.

The two girls didn't quite know how to handle them at first. Two fleshy spires, ending in crowns of barbs, were towering over them as the snake held his body expectantly towards them. Despite the two having no idea what a male reproductive organ looked like, or what it was for, but that was where instincts took over. Their species entire purpose was to breed and reproduce, and they just knew, they had to to be close to those throbbing spires, they just _had_to taste them. With saliva collecting in their little maws, the two dragonets skirted over to the snake and climbed onto his body, for each to take one of his spiky members into their mouths.

His head dropped slightly as he was overwhelmed by the pleasure of having his cocks engulfed in such tight, eager maws. The hatchlings were clumsy, but they went at it with spirit, and their inexperience was made up for by pure instinct. The serpent was also not very experienced in the art of mating, and couldn't help but buck up into those tight, warm orifices. They didn't let themselves be deterred as a huge amount of snake-meat shoved down their throats, it was just too tasty for that. The liberal amount of precum triggered something primal in their brain, making them want to gorge themselves on snake-dick just that much more.

However, the green couldn't bear this for long. Curling around the blue dragon suckling on his right spire, he lifted her up and turned her around. She cried out in protest as that deliciously spicy penis was wedged from her maw, but he had only one thing in his mind now, and that was to give that little whore the rutting of a lifetime. He lined up her rump with his prick, then slammed her down.

A pang of pain shot through her like a slap to the face. The serpent didn't even consider for a moment to go slowly or gently, slamming home in the first thrust. She opened her mouth to cry out in pain, but before she could do that, pleasure hit her. If the pain had been a slap in the face, this was a punch in the gut, and her cry died in her throat. All that came out was a raspy gurgle of pleasure as the snake rammed into her womb.

Fortunately, the snake didn't need to be gentle. The young slut was _made_for this, despite her young age, she was made to take cock. The male reptile was in heaven, one of his cocks was engulfed by a cute, slobbering maw which swirled it's tongue around his length, the other was in a snug, slippery heaven of warmth. He could _just_fit the entirety of his member inside her, even though the barbs tickled the back of her womb.

The sister tending to the left tower of snake-meat watched enraptured as her sister's face went through a number of indecipherable expressions before it became slack and simply twitched whenever her suitor slammed home again, causing the teats above her cunny to dance and jiggle with each thrust. For her, there was nothing but _feeling._Feeling the pleasuring shocks sent out from her womb, feeling her own heartbeat, feeling the snake's heartbeat, feeling the burning of her lungs as he wrapped tighter and tighter in his greed, feeling her udder slap against her belly...

Feeling his barbs flare up and a surge travel through his cock.

The dragonet saw stars as the air was squeezed from her lungs and a surge of warmth flooded her innermost sanctuary, immediately ravaging her young, ripe eggs. She had no clue that soon her worry-less days of pouncing around with her sister were over, and she'd be gravid with her own clutch of eggs, immobilized by the heft of her womb and udder together.

The snake on the other hand couldn't care less about the fate he had subjected the hatchling to. He only cared about emptying his dicks in those tight, moist cracks. In that regard, one of them had been taken care of, but the other, currently sheltered in the suckling little maw of the other dragon, was still hard and full of seed. Hungry for more, he ripped the exhausted girl off of his spent cock, globs of cum messily splattering out, and wrapped the other one up in his coils, spun her around, and slammed her down on his other malehood.

Even seeing her sister being taken this way, the small dragoness couldn't have been prepared for what was to come. The snake barreled straight through her immature vagina, through her cervix, and came to rest inside her womb. She coughed as the force of the impact knocked their air from her lungs, and when he wrapped even tighter around her, she couldn't breathe in anymore. Wheezing, she shuddered in pleasure as the fruits of her body were plundered.

Squelching slaps echoed from the pair as the snake hammered into his second dragonling of the day. He had barely come down from his first orgasm, which made both of his cocks quite sensitive, but these small breeding holes were just too good for him to be able to restrain himself. Hunching over, wrapped tightly around the reptile beneath him, the green loudly hissed out his pleasure. He didn't care about anything in the world anymore but that snug, fleshy glove wrapped tightly around his prick.

The hatchling couldn't see anything but flickering colors in her head. The sudden penetration, the lack of oxygen, her young body simply wasn't prepared to handle it. Still, somewhere, in some instinctual corner of her brain, she knew that this was right, that this was what she was always meant for. Endorphins flooded her mind as cum flooded into her young, ready womb. Surely, nothing could prevent her now from sharing her sister's fate of becoming a young broodmother.

But that would not be what happened in the end. As the snake proudly hissed out in pleasure, he lost, inexperienced as he was, sight of the size of his mate. He wanted to go tighter, deeper, harder, just that inch close to that sheltering warmth, until...

CRUNCH

The loud, sickening sound echoed over the clearing and the dragonet instantly went limp. The green didn't notice anything wrong, too caught up in his orgasm, until he came down from it and saw the two other snakes glaring at him, not paying any attention to their own Breeder. Sheepishly, he unfurled from the hatchling he had been bundled up around.

She flopped to the ground in a heap, cum leaking from her little cunt, neck sticking out at an odd angle, eyes wide open and glossy. The two other snakes hissed in rage at the smaller green, who couldn't do anything but sheepishly look to the ground. No sane beast of the forest would ever attack or even kill a Breeder, but this bumbling fool of a reptile had managed to do so by accident, simply because he couldn't control his eagerness. If the two larger serpents weren't so preoccupied, he would be in even deeper trouble.

The green didn't quite understand what the big deal was. Sure, he messed up, but one of the little sluts was still alive, and it wasn't like their mother would have trouble popping out more of them! Oh well, what was done was done, and he doubted the other two would be very forthcoming once they had finished with their own Breeder. And they probably also wouldn't let him have any of her eggs now. But he could still use a meal after so thoroughly spending both his cocks. His eyes flickered over to the hatchling's corpse in the grass.

The first little dragoness, having spent the past minutes dazed and on her back, mentally and physically recovering from her first breeding, was just now coming back to her senses. Her cunny felt incredibly sore, but the good kind of sore. If she would have looked a at her crotch, she would have been confused, the once blue scales a mix of beet-read and white from the cream liberally drooling out of her well-used cooch. However, something else had caught her attention for now.

She saw her sister on the ground, getting scooped up by the serpent that had just fucked her with his maw. Limp legs and small udder were dangling limply in the air as the dead hatchling's entire front was instantly engulfed by the hungry reptile. She watched, still breathless and confused as with a few quick gulps, the snake shoved her sister deeper and deeper into his throat, uncaring about the mess of cum her crotch was. Soon, only her little hind legs were peeking out, and with one more chomp, those were gone too. The hatchling didn't realize yet, still not quite grasping the concept of death, that this was the last time she would see her sister, for now she was nothing more than food, fuel for the young reptile.

Which was now quickly slithering away, barely slowed down by the little snack he just had. He thought that making his leave now was the most prudent course of action, instead of waiting for his two friends who might now be much less amicable towards him. The other hatchling meanwhile collapsed back into a heap, still thoroughly exhausted.

Her mother was faring even worse. The matron had long since gone catatonic, her mind as empty as her womb, although the contents of the latter had pleasingly fattened up the two large serpents. Her eyes had rolled back into her head while her tongue was swirling more or less out of pure instinct around the Horned One's twin spires. The green hanging from her legs was hammering away at her pussy, intent on replacing the clutch that had sated him so well. His compatriot at the other hand was lazily enjoying the warmth of the dragoness' muzzle, while he laid down his head on top of her udder to enjoy a bath in her splattered milk.

The snake fucking the matriarch's cunt was enjoying every inch of it. She was still slick from her birthing juices, slicker than any other creature ever could have been. Even though his twin cocks didn't reach deep enough to directly assault her womb, they were well thick enough, even after her tunnel had been stretched by her eggs, to make him hiss in delight as his cocks scraped over those wet walls.

When he came, his whole body seized up and drew tight, drawing her legs closer to her crotch in the process. If she had been mentally present, she would have whined in discomfort at having her lower body bundled up like, udder, legs, and swollen pussy. Like this however, all it did was cause her eyelids to flutter for a brief moment as the dicks in her flared up, then fired a deluge of cum straight through her yawning cervix.

His load, shot out with the strength of a fire-hose, splattered noisily against the the back wall of her womb, and immediately fell on fertile ground. Through some miracle, the sensation of getting impregnated again made it through to the dragoness' brain, even though her reaction was rather minimal.

Her lower jaw and tongue started quivering, and that was enough to set the Horned One off as well, who had been edging himself inside her maw for a while now. He didn't make a sound as he came, only glared at her dominantly as his seed flooded her maw, enough to drown her, if it weren't for her Breeder-instincts to swallow. Still, as much cum as she swallowed, a sizable portion flowed from the corners of her mouth. Her formerly blue hide was now streaked by lines of white, both from her own secretions and that of the two snakes.

When the hatchling woke up again, neither her sister nor any of the green snakes were anywhere to be seen, the larger one having scampered off to teach the other a lesson, although the Horned One was still curled up on her mother's chest. With shaky legs she stood up, her underside still sore. She limped over to her still unconscious mother, feeling quite hungry after such an exhausting romp.

However, the older dragon's undertail was incredibly slippery with a slick mixture of laying and breeding fluids, and every time the hatchling tried to scamper up, she slipped off again. Confused, she looked around for her sister, and when she couldn't see her, she squeaked to call her over. But no answer came. She squeaked again, louder, and then louder again, but the other dragonet remained gone as if she had been swallowed by the earth.

Suddenly, her entire front was engulfed in rank darkness, and the ground disappeared from under her feet. She kicked at the air in panic, but just as suddenly as she had been picked up, she was dropped again. She looked up in surprise to see the brown snake stare back at her and casually licking his chops. He had picked her up in his mouth and dropped her on her mother's messy udder. Before she could do anything else, the snake simply yawned and went back to napping on the dragoness.

Careful, as not to slip off, the dragonet tapped around on her mother's udder to take one of those red-swollen and still leaking nipples into her mouth. Compared to before, the sack of flesh was significantly lighter, but the adult's body was already working hard on remedying that, kicking her milk production into overdrive, causing all four of those feeding nubs to leak and spurt. Even while nursing, the hatchling was still looking around for her sister with little success, and bit of worry crept into her mind. It would take some time for her to realize she would never see her again, but at the same time, her growing clutch would keep her preoccupied. Soon, she would forget about her sibling, too busy caring for her own children, and being a broodmother, a willing cum-receptacle for the rest of the forests dwellers.