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Tik Tik fights against the vines, trying to get her face as close to the godcock as she can, but the goddess keeps it just out of her reach. Whining, Tik Tik's tongue sticks out, stretching as she desperately tries to get just a little taste of her other milk.

The goddess watches, seeing the desire in Tik Tik's eyes, the struggle in her wrists, the whipping of her tail, and, for a moment, she finally gets an understanding. Placing her hand behind Tik Tik's head, the goddess pushes Tik TIk forward, letting the female take the whole thing into her maw.

Tik Tik closes her eyes, her breasts jiggling as she shudders from the fulfillment. Her tongue wraps around the shaft as she bobs her head along it, guiding the thing to the roof of her mouth as she pushes her head along, tilting her neck as much as she can to get better angles at the thing.

The goddess's smile wavers, and she begins to increase in her breathing. Tik Tik glances up at the huffs coming from Xasandra, the want clear upon her eyes, and the frustration at the corner of her mouth as she holds herself back. But Tik Tik pretends not to see it and keeps up with her current pace.

The goddess, unable to hold any longer, presses the kobold's head down upon the shaft, letting it fill her whole throat. This new body allow her to take a larger creature's cock so easily. Tik Tik moans in the sensation, her hands fighting to hold onto the goddess so she can just suck off this wonderful member, but she must content herself with letting her tongue stroke up and down along the shaft, feeling the bloodflow as it stiffens and tasting the first drops of pre.

"Mmm... that's enough..." the goddess says, beginning to pull the dick from the kobold's mouth, but desperate, Tik Tik closes her mouth around it, sharp teeth holding the divine shaft in place.

Tears form on the kobold's eyes as she protests, but the goddess just stares in wide-eyed shock as the tongue desperately lashes, simply not allowing her to pull out without first cumming inside her.

The goddess laughs, a hearty thing that fills Tik Tik with happiness, and she grabs onto each of Tik Tik's horns, holding tight. "Perhaps, then, I do see the fun in a little pleasure before procreation," the goddess admits, and she then shoves the cock into her maw, over and over again.

Tik Tik's eyes roll back, the wonderful sensation of this goddess finding out the true fun in sex, of using her body to do it, of having this body at all. Soon, the dragon climaxes, and Tik Tik receives her blessing all the way down into her stomach, the warm taste of the man milk sweet, perhaps from the fruits of this divine realm.

Xasandra stumbles back, letting go of Tik Tik and letting the vines remove themselves from her. Tik Tik falls to her hands and knees, drooling out some of that wonderful experience she couldn't hold in, as there is just so much.

But she isn't allowed to rest, for the goddess presses onto her shoulder and pushes her back down onto her back, climbing once more upon the changed kobold.

"Now, then, let's give you the full experience..." The dragon asks, pinching Tik Tik's nipple with her snout, the liquid stored inside squirting out into the goddess's tongue. Xasandra then rises up to her and opens her mouth before the kobold, pouring it upon her own tongue, the warm, sweet drink unlike anything she had tasted before. "You don't want to be my messenger? You don't want this? You don't want to spread this kind of pleasure to others, to raise another generation and to have that generation blessed for all eternity?"

Tik Tik shakes her head, gritting her teeth as the taste of the kobold milk stays upon her tongue. She squeezes her eyes shut, feeling the words bubble up in her throat a moment, stuck before her mind forces them out. "Tik Tik doesn't want to be a mother!"

The words echo throughout the chamber, and Tik Tik opens her eyes. She lays back on the slab, panting heavily as she looks around. She's alone, back in that cave with only the tall grass and the eroded statue as company. She pushes herself up and wipes the sleepiness from her eyes.

Her back aches, and her mouth is dry, and the warmth that once filled this entire chamber is strangely absent.

The kobold wraps her tail around herself as she pulls her legs in, shivering in the cold as she ponders on the strange dream she had. A side effect from the growth potion she had developed? Psychotropic effects of the dragonweed? Who could possibly say? Though, as she finally slides herself away from the pillar, she lands on the ground, doubling over a moment, her hand upon her stomach.

There it is, another possible answer for her fevered vision. The kobold pats her belly once more and sighs, pulling out her book. By her calculations, it has been enough weeks. She grumbles and closes the book, shaking her head. "Another month, another egg," the Kobold laments. "Least I can do is give the goddess an offering, right?"

Tik Tik slides up onto the stone once more. Egg-laying is something the breeders of her tribe do on a regular basis. Other females who do not get fertilized by their mates just don't do it, so her first time had been a shock, indeed. She had her theories, of course. The most likely of which is that becoming sexually active had sparked something in her biology: an increased need to produce the necessary humors to stimulate the egg production. But since then, whenever the traveling kobold had been particularly sexually active, her body over-produced, giving her a useless, infertile egg that must be dropped off.

Placing her palms against the seat and leaning back, the kobold spread her legs and takes in a deep breath through her nose. She has done this many times before, and it has become a process quite similar to others, like eating or sleeping. Though it has come to have its own other benefits.

Gritting her teeth, she curls her toes as she pushes. Her slit spreads, the cool air of the cavern tickling up inside of her, but the warm that spreads within the kobold's body is enough to push her forward. Her squeaks echo throughout the dead cave, empty as the egg that slips out from her. The pain of her body stretching to let the small thing escape from within her makes her tilt her head back, hissing through clenched teeth.

She remembers the first time. How she was all alone in the wilderness, how the fear flooded through her mind. Who could the father of her egg be? Can kobolds properly breed with other creatures. Was she to have the holy offspring of the paladin of love, like some kind of divine emissary? Was it Adaeze, whom was quite a female, yet when they had that penetration, was that enough? It could not have possibly been the troll, for he never came within her.

For the longest time, she lay there, crying out the name of the most likely father, recalling her life back at her tribe as if it were a distant memory. "P... Prakibak!?" The dig boss was so far away. Would there ever be a chance to let him know that he had become a father?

The egg wasn't viable, of course. Tik Tik had found that out the hard way, though the experience was harrowing, it cemented that opinion she gave to the goddess.

"I... I don't want... I don't want to be a mother," the kobold pants, her eyes opening slightly as she gazes down, the glistening shell halfway out of her. She reaches down, fingers hooking within herself, the sensitive flesh pounding with pain and pleasure as her fingers shove in as well. She groans out as she pushes, soon, the small thing plopping out like all the others.

Tik Tik falls back, her body covered in cold sweat as the idea passes through her once more. "To be a mother... maybe in another life that would be nice, but not this one." Her voice echoes around the empty former temple. "Perhaps I'm selfish for wanting that in my life, but you're selfish too, Xasandra. You want new life, no matter what the life wants. Sometimes..." She closes her eyes, rolling over off of the slab and onto the floor. "Sometimes, people don't want to breed. They don't want to bring others into this world. Tik Tik... wants to help those who are already here, her tribe, herself..."

"So, then," the Queen asks, a frown spreading across her snout. "This power of yours not only doesn't come from the goddess, but you've rejected her entirely?"

"I've rejected her influence upon my life, for the betterment of our tribe," Tik Tik says. As she places her hand upon her breast, her form shifts back, shrinking down, becoming once again the kobold that had left their caves long ago, yet changed, not physically, but spiritually.

"So, our tribe is divinely mandated, by a dragon goddess, no less, and you've just made the decision for all of us to turn our back from her."

"My queen," Tik Tik begins. "I did no such thing. It is up to each and every one of us kobolds to discover for ourselves what we want. I merely discovered the truth and from that discovery, I have made new advancements that will help each and every one of us."

"Prove it," the queen says, standing from her seat, her draconic wings spreading. "If your magic has the power to aid us, then you need to prove it to me personally. I've let you discuss this in front of the others, but I am still queen here. It is my decision that must be made before we can change our very way of life."

Tik Tik sighs. "Very well. If that is what you'd like, then I shall do so, as there are things I wish to tell you in private, my queen."

"Very well," The kobold queen says. "If you have notes for any of our engineers to look over, let them see it. Be back in my chambers in twenty minutes." The queen turns away, leaving the rest of the tribe to wonder about the nature of their exchange, but Tik Tik knows, and she slips from her makeshift podium. There is much to do, and much that she must let them learn. But, there is something that she needs to ask the queen.