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"The one and only!" he says. "Now, let's breed the tribe some more warriors to carry on my legacy!" With that, he reaches forward, grabbing the cloth and tearing it off of her. She gasps and covers her mouth, not wanting to sound unappreciative, but the size of that spear of his is like a weapon more than a tool!

The cock slides deep into her slit, spreading her out, filling her in such a way that her body was designed for, trained for. With the force of his thrust, he pushes her forward, his hands moving up and pushing her shoulders down, grinding her face against the moss, leaving her to look up to the other kobold laying there.

"Havin' fun yet?" Takaka says, leaning on her elbows, her feet kicked up in the air as she smiles a smug smile.

Dee grits her teeth and grips the ground, pushing herself up against his thrusts, staring the other kobold in the eyes. Even though each push into her spreads her apart wider.

"I... got picked!" she hisses, "by the greatest warrior... as my first...!" she says, chuckling through her teeth. "Of course I fuckin' love it!"

"That's the spirit!" Takaka barks, patting the new breeder on the head. "Keep it up, and you could be Grand Matron one day!

Kurkledurk puffs as he reaches around Dee, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her up against his strong, muscled body. He bounces her over and over again on his rod, her legs spread out, a mix of the force and her willingness to show how she can take this trunk battering into her slit over and over again. She moves her hands up along is head, gripping onto his horns, making sure she could never, ever let go of him.

With a hiss, the warrior lets out his seed, shooting it deep up into the kobold's sacred center. Even after he finishes and falls back, exhausted, she continues bouncing on him, curling her toes into the moss, holding onto her knees with her hands, and letting her tail slap against his chest.

Takaka smirks, sitting up for a better view, and the other kobolds stop their own breeding to see how this nervous newcomer excels at her trial, a ready breeder far more eager than any other in recent history.

And the two provide them a show. Over and over again, the breeder milks the warrior for his seed, letting him take her over and over again until he drops the breeder and stomps on off to recharge for his next conquest.

Dee grips onto the moss and pushes herself up, sitting on her knees. She runs a hand over her frill and shakes her head, smirking towards the other breeder. "Ha... how's that, 'your highness'?

Takaka claps her hands and stands up. "Very good. We need breeders like you to make sure our tribe continues. Now, if you excuse me, I must be off." Takaka places her finger and thumb into her mouth and blows a loud whistle. At her beckoning, two males approach her and lace their fingers together, creating a hammock for the kobold. Takaka falls back into their grip, holding onto their shoulders for support. "Enjoy the rest of your first day, Dee. I'd love to hear more about it tonight, perhaps in my dining hall?"

Dee's jaw drops and her legs wobble from a mix of her rough ride and the truth that had been dropped on her. "You're... you're the queen!?" she asks.

Takaka rolls her eyes once again. "What? Didn't believe me? I gotta work on not sounding so sarcastic. But that face of yours... it's totally worth it. Oh hey," she says, nodding over towards a corner. Looks like there's someone over there that could use your attention.

A thin male leans at the corner, his arms folded across his chest. When the two females look over toward him, he turns away, coughing.

"That's Tikit, the trapmaster," Takaka says. "They got great brains and keep our people safe. But they lack the drive to take our better breeders. Why don't you do us all a service and give him a place to send his bloodline down the line, hm?"

"What about Kurkledurk?" Dee asks

"Well, if his progeny is meant to grow within you, then it will, but breeders don't always get fertile eggs on the first try... Or the second or even third."

"Right..." Dee says. "Fine. Uh, have a great day, my queen."

"Please, just call me 'Takaka'. We're all just breeders down here." She snaps her fingers and points, and the two carriers lift her up and stomp on past the moss bed of the breeding grounds, until she disappears into the mist.

Left to her own, Dee pushes herself up and dusts some of the moss off of her knees before sauntering over towards the lone kobold.

Tikit glances back to her, blinks, looks around, and then stands up from the wall, one hand pressed against the stone, the other on his hip as he crosses one leg over the other. "How you doing?" he asks, making his voice unnaturally deep.

Dee giggles and grabs his wrist on his hip, and pulls him close to her. "I'm doing just fine," she says in a husky voice. "How are you?"

"T... this is m-my first time! Tikit blurts, then curses under his breath. "Damn it all. I sound like some stupid hatchling. And, I'm older than you are, I'm sure!"

Dee pulls her body up against the male, pressing him against the wall. "That's fine. I'm sure you were just too busy to come down here before today. Her hand slides down along his body, scratching at the scales of his naked chest and underbelly. "How can it be your first time, when you have such a mature, rugged look."

"M... mature!?" Tikit barks. "I was hatched maybe two years before you!"

"Is that so?" she asks.

"Yes!" he nods, his hands moving to her shoulders now and rolling her over, pinning her to the wall.

Dee spreads her legs for him once she feels his length emerging from between his legs, poking at her stomach.

"That's right," He says, a growl in the back of his throat. He leans in and whispers to her. "In fact, I was there when they brought the Dragonblood out of their home through conquest. I saw your mother and I said to myself that I must know what happens to her egg. I have to see if that kobold would ruin our tribe."

Dee's heart beats faster as his hands move up along her body, up to her collar, her shoulders, her neck. "A... and what do you think of me, now?"

"I think..." he says "You're a wonderful vessel for my genius to continue on." With that, his hands move back to her shoulders, and he thrusts forward, his length penetrating inside her, slipping in through the lubed up slit.

She gasps and lifts her legs, wrapping them around the male. He grips hard onto her shoulders, pressing his forehead to hers. As he ruts into her body, he continues to whisper to her. "I have great pride in my tribe," he says. "But I could never, ever, breed with any of the others here. I knew that it had to be you. If you were going to follow the profession of that breeder from the Dragonblood, then I knew I had to be the one to take you and make you lay many, many eggs."

Dee squeals and holds onto his back, her own claws sinking into his scales. "T... Tikit..." she breathes, her voice getting higher and higher with each of his thrusts. "I don't know... I... that's the most... the most romantic thing anyone has said to me!"

"I'm just getting started!" he says. "Whenever some stud comes along and plugs you up, I'll be there to fill you up nice and good until you're bursting with my material. How does that sound?"

"I just want to do my best!" the breeder says. "If that means taking you over and over again, then I'll happily do it!"

"G... Goood!" Tikit growls, throwing his head back as he unleashes into her, the combined male within her spilling out and onto the ground as her belly swells slightly with the increased amounts of cum inside her, her screams the purest form of excitement

Dee screams in the purest form of pain, clutching the hand of the Grand Matron. Takaka pats the breeder's head, petting her to keep her calm in her time of distress. Other breeders have already added their eggs to the communal nest, but with this being Dee's first time with a fertile egg, complications arose.

"Breathe, child," the Grand Matron speaks. "Our most enthusiastic breeder has to be able to lay eggs. You will be a great asset to our people."

"Don't worry about that, Dee," Takaka whispers. "I had trouble my first time, too. But your body is made for this. It's not going to be a problem. You'll be mother to some of our greatest-"

"Majesty," the Grand Matron says, narrowing her eyes at Takaka. "I would ask you not to make light of such a serious matter."

Dee puffs, feeling that pressure swell up inside of her before tears form in her eyes as she feels something stretch and slide. A few attendants help to hold her down as she screams into the cavern.

"Just a bit more," Takaka says, her eyes glancing with worry down to Dee's motherhood.

The Grand Matron shakes her head.

Dee doesn't notice as she pants with relief. "T... the pain... it's... it's better now. It... it tickles," she sighs, collapsing into unconsciousness. Her motherhood is damaged and bloody, but down on the moss lays a small, lumpy egg with a gentle crack upon its side.The Grand Matron turns to one of the attendants and says, "Dispose of this tiny, damaged thing."

"No," Takaka says, standing tall. "As your queen, I demand that you let this one live," she says, casting a desperate eye over toward the resting Dee. "Her life as a breeder is over. Let it not be in vain."

The Grand Matron straightens up her hunched back, her own hazy eyes staring straight at Takaka. "You may lead our people, but I ensure their survival. You have no sway over me. This will only bring trouble and weakness to our cause." She grips onto her pole with a tight hand and raises it high over her head. "This must be done!"

Takaka throws herself in the way just as the Grand Matron swings, the blow striking her on the head. The other matrons gasp at the violence, and the elder kobold casts a grim frown upon the scene, lifting her staff to see the blood that drips from it. "Fine, that egg will live, for now. But, it is not to be treated as anything other than any ordinary egg. Take our queen to her people," She growls, turning and hobbling off into the darkness. "Let the healers have her.

The other matrons cast doubting eyes at each other, but scoop up Takaka, dragging her off away from the scene.

Dee awakens, only to watch the tail end of the kobolds getting rid of the limp form, too weak to move after her harrowing laying. She croaks from the back of her throat, her fingers twitching, seeking her companion, only to slump back, her energy completely depleted.

Dee lays on the bedding in her chamber, her lower body covered with furs, though her legs do not feel cold. She spends her time staring up at the ceiling, while her ears pick up the distant sounds of the breeders performing their duty for the tribe. She scratches at the stones beneath her bed, her tail hanging limply off to the side.

"There's nothing more we can do," the healer says. "Our potions can only do so much." He turned around and speaks, in whispers, to his colleague. "I'm surprised that you were even allowed to be a breeder. Those hips of hers are much too small."