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The Breeding Games

Conclusion

For MetalR169

By Draconicon

Mina hid the shock that came with Jason's decision. Oh, she had hoped for something like that, but actually hearing it? Seeing him being willing? That was something that she had never dared actually expect. It had been inconceivable after he'd slapped the collar on her, and even less likely once he had taken on the form of a dragon. That sort of 'upgrade' had been the nail in the coffin of any realistic hopes of taking the win in the Games this year, and the best that she'd believed realistically possible was the chance to make it as painless on herself as possible.

That...had just been drastically improved. As Jason nodded his head about giving this a try, she let out a breath that she hoped wasn't as shaky as she thought it was. The mouse smiled, stroking her finger down his chest, all the while stroking along his shaft with one foot. He was big. So very big, as a matter of fact, big enough to feel as if he covered the entirety of her sole. That just made her all the more determined to see to it that he liked being under it.

"Then cum," she said, keeping the shakes out of her voice by sheer effort of will.

"Do you want to, uh..."

"Just will it. That buff will do the rest. You know how it works."

And it was one more thing that could have made him a more dangerous opponent. He didn't have to wait to hit the point of no return to get off. He could just wish to cum, and be there. That, plus his dragon strength, meant that he could just pin someone down, slide in, and then cum without having to go through the whole process of fucking them. If he'd had more of a killer instinct, he could have caused chaos with various transformations that way.

Instead, here he was, a former human, now a dragon, standing up and displaying his body to her. The fact that they were so different in size only hammered home just how much power she would have, and how much trust he had in her. With him being a dragon, she didn't even quite come up to his chest. She...

Well, blowjobs would be easier, that was for sure.

Mina's heart pounded in her chest. The minute that the transformation took place, the whole situation was in her hands. She'd be able to breed him, and once that happened, she'd win. The last year, the whole competition up to this point, the humiliation, the loss of everything that she'd been before the failure last time: it would all be worth it. She'd be the winner, she'd take back everything, and she'd have people on her side this time.

She'd have all the other losers under her. Mina had made the decision to keep them all, to make sure that they were all taken care of. She'd seen what sort of thing could happen to those that didn't get taken as a slave, the humiliation of carrying someone else's child, the way that the galaxy saw them as losers rather than stars. It wasn't something that she'd wish on anyone but Serana, and that vixen needed more punishment than just this.

Most importantly, she'd have Jason. Weirdly enough, that mattered more than the rest.

The dragon looked down at her as he stood up, his cock in his hand. He looked her over, his eyes going from her bare breasts to her bountiful hips. His eyes flicked to her pussy, barely seen between her legs, and his eyes dropped further. She smiled, curling her toes.

"Well? What are you waiting for?"

"...Heh. Any chance I can get a show?"

"Trying to bargain with your mistress already?" she teased, her cheeks ever so slightly red.

"I'm a dragon now. I kinda want...stuff."

"You'll get what you need, Jason. I promise." She softened her voice a bit, unable to keep it completely hard as she raised her foot again, stroking her toes against the very head of his shaft. He groaned under her as she dragged the soft digits along the side of his shaft, making her way down to the base, the slight little blunt points of her claws making a little extra texture for him. "Trust me to know what you need. You don't need a show. You just need to cum for me. Cum for Mina."

"Mmmph..."

"Cum..."

She dragged her toes over his slit, taking a moment to wiggle the big toe in. The dragon jerked forward, huffing, and she smiled. Apparently, something had given him a hint of her own foot fetish. She looked forward to seeing just how well he took to that when they were back at her place, well away from the ship. She wanted to see him spasm, shake, groan, moan from all the things that she could do to him.

She wanted to see what kind of dragon he was, how he could evolve into service. All across the galaxy, there were dragon masters, mistresses, but there were very few dragons servants. They didn't take to that. They liked to be on top. Jason would have to fight that, and she'd help him.

"Go ahead...let it all out. Cover your mistress's legs, if you like...but cum for her. Cum. Now."

Her voice lowered into the soft little growl that was the closest a mouse could come to being intimidating without just hissing and shrieking. She half-expected it to be too little to make him go along with it, but either he cared more than she thought, or he was already close, because he came.

"Nnnngh!"

The dragon thrust forward, his cock sliding along the top of her foot, the tip reaching all the way up to her ankle as he came. Thick ropes of cum went flying, heavy and full and so rich with seed by the smell of it. She had always been sensitive to that with the males, always knew which were virile and which weren't. Jason was hyper-virile, his balls swollen and chugging away, churning with more, and he kept shooting. She had to hold one hand over her sex to keep it from being splattered, just in case.

As the seed flew, the tingles from before hit her. The changes began, and even as the white ropes rained down on her legs and stomach, she could feel the beginning of her cock coming in. The familiar tugging sensation on her clit grew stronger and stronger, and soon, the beginning of a dick was poking out from above her slit. It started sliding up further, getting to the proper spot for a dick, and her pussy felt like it was slowly zipping up, a pair of balls dropping down from behind it.

The mouse stretched her arms up, feeling her breasts shrinking away. Small muscles were starting to pop in under them, a more muscular and masculine form to replace her feminine one. She could feel the effects of the buff that she'd grabbed on the way to the pool, groaning under her breath as her muscles came in stronger, harder, bigger than before. Her arms thickened, and her thighs did too, getting fuller and stonier with lumps of muscle.

She even gained an inch or so of height as the transformation went on, her entire frame no more threatening against a dragon than it had been a moment before, but at least she - or rather, he, now - had the muscle to be a bit more effective.

As he ran his hand over his new dick, he watched the reverse transformation hitting the dragon. Jason was in the process of losing his dick, the long shaft sliding back into the genital slit while the slit itself started to move to face downwards, the cock turning into a clit in short order. The slit itself was already wet, but it got wetter with feminine juices to match the male stuff from a moment ago.

The rest of the dragon-becoming-dragoness's body was curving up, becoming thicker in the hips. Harder muscles became more streamlined, and some of them disappeared altogether, making Jason look more like a breeding 'ness than a warrior dragoness. Mina couldn't help but grin, gripping his cock that much harder at the sight.

As the breasts started coming in, fuller and larger than one might have expected, the mouse hissed through his teeth. Jason looked down at him, blushing.

"What?"

"You look sexy like this."

"Didn't I always?"

"Yes...but this is different...just more...you know...bestial. Ready for it. A natural breeder for me."

"Mmmph...I didn't...I didn't expect that to sound good."

"Well, you're going to hear more of that."

Mina got to his feet, pointing down at the ground. The dragoness got the message, going to all fours, lifting her tail, showing off both her holes. That ass looked as tight as could be, and the mouse knew that he was going to have plenty of fun opening that up - though likely more with a strap-on than with an actual dick, once the Games were over - but it was that pussy that had his attention now. All he had to do was fuck it and cum. Once that was done, he won. Once that was done, everything would be his.

He didn't even have to kneel. The dragoness was big enough that he could stay standing as he walked up behind her, rubbing his dick up and down that slippery-looking sex. Gripping his cock at the very base, he was able to take a step forward and press the head against her slippery folds. Another step, and he slid inside.

"Ah!"

Jason moaned under him, and the sound was just as good as he had imagined. Mina groaned under his breath, reaching his hands up to take hold of those curved hips. A muscular ass had become something soft and jiggly, something that was made for fucking, something that was meant to serve as padding when big males got behind them and started rutting.

He wasn't big, but he was going to rut. He slammed forward, his balls clapping against the dragoness's clit, and Jason moaned again, his head falling down. Mina huffed, leaning forward.

"Heh, does it feel that good?"

"Mmmph...yes...and...and I'm using the buff again."

"Making yourself cum every time I thrust?"

"Mmmm-hmm."

"Heh...what a good girl...conditioning yourself to love your mistress...already..."

"Let's end this...please...take me."

Mina was more than happy to do that. As a matter of fact, he was more than happy to do anything that meant keeping his cock right where it was for a little while longer. The mouse slammed in again, and again, not taking his time to make it better, not wasting his time by trying to hurry it. All he did was hump, enjoying himself and knowing that Jason was enjoying herself under him.

Wet, slippery, warm, and eager. Those were the words for the dragoness's pussy, and they were perfectly accurate to what Mina felt every time that he slammed himself forward. Slippery, squelching, gripping, grinding against his cock, and he could feel his load already rising. His balls started to pull up between his legs, while Jason was moaning her head off. The dripping wetness from her pussy was running down to the floor and to Mina's balls, alternating between the two.

Overhead, the commentary was going on again, but he didn't care. The sounds were nothing compared to the feeling of being right at the cusp of life being right again. He'd have money, he'd have freedom, he'd have supporters...

And he'd have Jason. Someone that would care for him, love him, and want to be there. He'd have someone that had proven that they were willing to be loyal, kind, and true.

He'd have what he needed to live a good life.

As the dragoness's hips slammed back again, and again, and again, each time making that ass jiggle a little bit more, he could feel his balls lifting up. His cock was throbbing, pulsing, and it was only a matter of time before he blew his load. Slapping that fat ass and drawing a moan from Jason, he started thrusting harder, faster. He could feel the squelching fluids inside, pre-cum and pussy juice mixing together and getting louder and louder with each thrust.

"Going to...cum."

"Do it."

"Mmph...gonna..."

The dragoness's tail wrapped around him, and Mina groaned as he realized that Jason really did want this. There was no way that there was a trick here, no sudden last minute reversal. He couldn't pull out if he wanted to, and that meant that Jason had given up.

Really.

Truly.

Given up.

The mouse came, and as he did, the room just about exploded with fireworks. Some of it was in his own head, but the rest were fireworks being launched from the side of the ship as the last ding ding dings filled the air, announcing the end of the last match. He almost fainted from the pleasure of that orgasm, his cock feeling like it was shooting out everything that he had into the female under him. The dragoness clenched down all the harder on his cock, making it impossible for him to pull out, leaving him swimming in his own seed.

"And that's it, ladies and gentlemen. We have a winner. A loser to a champion; who would have seen this coming? Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this year's Breeding Games, Mina!"

Applause such as he had never heard in his life echoed through the ship, and in that moment, Mina could have cried. He wasn't entirely sure that he wasn't, either. His eyes were closed, and he leaned down just enough to hide his face in the dragoness's back. The wings came up, too, hiding him.

"Thank you," he whispered.

"No problem."

"You know you're mine forever now, right?"

"Wasn't that the point?"

"Just checking," the mouse said, sighing. "The first day of the rest of our lives..."

Jason nodded as she disappeared, taken away to the holding tanks. Mina knew that he'd have to collect the dragoness later, but for now, it was good to get a little rest as show-staff came up to find him. They helped him onto a chair, pushing him away to recover. It had been a long day.

After an hour in the recovery lounge, Mina went down to the collection room. The various tubes that held the different losers had been brought to the main room. Those that had been fucked into submission, those that had been bred, those that had put their fates on the line and lost: they were all there for her to see.

From Rose the panther to Jason the dragoness, they were out cold. They'd been frozen in the moment of creampie, put into the tubes with a mask over their face to allow them to keep breathing, their pussies pressed against the glass to show the mark of the one that had defeated them. Mina shook her head - yes, her again. The transformation had been done in the recovery room, giving her back the original body she had. The buff for muscles was gone, as were the majority of the other things that she'd tried, but that was fine. She had the prize money to do what she wanted, change herself as she willed. It was more what she wanted to do with the different losers.

"Which ones do you want, Champion?" the wolf that had followed her down asked.

"All of them."

"Alright, and are you taking them all home with you?"

"No. I'll take Jason, Serana, and..." She hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the mare. "I'll take her, too."

"Very good. And the other three?"

"Mark them as my property, put a homing chip in them, and let them go. I'll see if I can get the chance to talk to them before they jump ship."

And if not, they'd be the sort that would be better off on their own. She didn't think that she could handle more than one dragoness under her heel, and besides, Allina had been a mediocre ally at best. She would probably do better being sent back to her home planet and dealing with the consequences of losing in the first place.

As the wolf nodded and went about his business, she walked up to the tube that Jason was in. She was still in full dragoness form, still oozing with mouse cum from her pussy, but she seemed happy enough. Mina slowly shook her head.

How could you just leave home that quickly? How could you just...

It baffled her, but flattered her at the same time. If the former human was willing to give up her old body, even her old gender from time to time, then she would go along with it. There was no point in turning something like that down. From now on, she was the one in charge of her own life, and she'd live it the way that she liked. If others wanted to tie themselves to her, then she'd take care of them.

In various different ways, too, she thought as she glanced at the vixen's tube. Alone among the batch, she looked angry, furious as she was held frozen in the gel tube. She had her ass and pussy both filled with cum, oozing between forcefully spread legs, and it was clear that she'd been positioned this way partially to humiliate her.

She wondered if she cared. She decided that she did not.

"I'm going to have fun putting you in your place..."

As she dragged her claws down the side of the tank, she heard the whooshing sound of one of the other slaves being released. She glanced at the panther out of the corner of her eye, saw that the wolf technician was already applying the chip and the slave marker. In this case, it was a stylized mouse-head and tail tattoo that was both marked into skin and fur, permanently dying the hair so that it always showed through no matter how you groomed it or shaved it. It was placed right above the breasts, running over them, so that even when the panther was dressed, she'd be at risk of showing it off.

It was something that Mina rather liked. It'd be something to remind the other woman to come when she was called. Considering what role Rose had in the galaxy, she'd be a fun one to call in from time to time.

The various slaves remained unconscious as they were released and marked. That was the way that it normally worked. For her, she had been released early last time, given a stimulant to wake up and be able to leave. They weren't so fortunate.

When the three that would be allowed some small freedoms were allowed to leave, the wolf turned his attention to the other three. They had the mark and the chip, but rather than leaving it at that, she had Lyra the mare, Serana the vixen, and Jason the dragoness fitted with collars. Little wires extended from them in the unconscious states of the slaves, something that would be conditioning their minds with small commands, things that would fit her better. She gave the wolf orders to enhance any already-existing foot fetishes that they might have had, as well as to make them keen to obey those smaller than them. Even Serana was a few inches taller than her, and she wasn't going to let the vixen off easy.

"Anything else?" the wolf asked.

"...Yes. Make sure that they all have a fetish for mice."

After all, if she was going to have some slaves, she wanted them to be devoted to her. What better way to do that than to make sure that they were devoted entirely to her species?

Six Months Later...

Rose returned to her work as a politician in her sector. She'd risen to her post as a warrior, but after losing the Breeding Games, she'd needed to spend months fighting off competitors for her place in the Pantheran Systems. The black-furred feline had managed it, but only just. The way that they tended to fight barefoot meant that she had more distractions than she used to, and the fact that she was lugging around a baby only made it that much harder for her.

However, with the financial aid of her new mistress - a term that both galled her and aroused her, in various artificial ways - the panther managed to not just maintain her position, but angle herself for a run for the First Warrior of the system. It was a rare thing for someone that lost a fight to have a second chance like that, but Mistress Mina had made it clear that she would like to see Rose in that position, and the slave panther was therefore required to put out her best effort to make it happen. Even her detractors were made to admit that her best was better than theirs.

With the campaign season coming closer and closer and her current term nearing its end, Rose decided to take a small vacation on one of the greater jungle planets in her home system. Deciding to get back to her roots, she stripped down to nothing and booked a shuttle to the planet Jun-Rai. The stares she got when she took the shuttle, considering that all the other panthers that were heading down were dressed, was something of a small embarrassment, but nobody went through the Breeding Games and maintained any level of real modesty.

What followed was the best week of her life, and when it came to an end, she had a trophy beast ten times her size, one that all but guaranteed that she was going to win election as First Warrior.

Third eliminated and in fifth place was Lora, the wolf bounty hunter. She had been released from the ship after a short interview with Mina, and had been told that the terms of her release were to be a 10% 'donation' from all future contracts to the mistress's accounts, free hunts that the mistress could commission once a month, and the requirement to come to the mistress's planet when she was summoned. It had seemed a good deal at the time, and she had taken it.

Considering what had followed, she started to have second thoughts.

Every single hunt that the mistress commissioned ended up sending her after something that was almost too strong for her to take down. Every single time, she found herself getting molested, fucked, used, and even put into a week of mind-zonked slavery. Waking up finding herself humping a stripper pole hadn't exactly been a walk in the park, that was for sure.

However, much as she didn't like the feeling of being subservient to this extent, she had to admit that the mistress was very good at pointing her at the sort of goals that gave her a better time of it. She rather liked the feeling of hunting bounties that gave her a challenge, and as her skills rose, so did her prices. By the time that four months had passed, she was able to charge enough that she didn't even miss the 10% that was heading off to the mistress.

Of course, that came with a reputation. She'd been affected by a number of things in the Games, and that meant that she had more of a fetish-y way of fighting. She had taken to wearing energy-field armor and nothing more, leaving her breasts, pussy, and ass on display. It was great for distracting most of her opponents, and they were quick to bow and give her what she wanted when she started dominating them with her ass. Face-sitting, it turned out, was pretty damn hot when she got them jammed up between her cheeks.

She found herself drifting through space, finding herself at the whims of various clients and prey. But even with the mistress's help, she didn't have full direction until she encountered a certain individual at the edge of space. There, aboard a ship colored in rose-tinted walls, she was offered a new job, and the mistress encouraged her to take it.

Fourth eliminated by a technicality and placing fourth in the competition, Allina went back home to her planet. She had been marked by the mouse, and that meant that her scales, constantly on display, were also advertising the person that beat her. Considering that she was never going to cover herself up again, that meant that the dragoness had to be content with allowing others to see who owned her.

All things considered, it didn't take long for her to feel good about that. In fact, she found herself enjoying the new way of showing herself off. Dominant exhibitionism began to fade, and she started to take to the various 'slums' of her stormy world, allowing the lower classes and species to order her around. Something about being beaten that day had broken something in her, shattered the part that made her hold herself above the rest.

It took her three months to allow one of them to fuck her.

It took four months to push Allina to the point of being a part-time prostitute on her own planet.

It took six for Mina to get a message from her, asking to be part of the household as a money-maker, and it came with a video of her shaking said money-maker from side to side, posed on tiptoe with 'inferior' seed all over her feet.

Mina was quick to allow her to join. After all, why not enjoy a bigger household?

The sixth, third, second, and first-place competitors of the Breeding Games all lived in the same place, and they lived...relatively happily, for the most part, though the third-place competitor regularly had to be put into trance and reconditioned for the position. Serana was never one to allow herself to stay down for long, and it was honestly impressive how many different ways she found to get around the conditioning that she was put through. There were times when it seemed that she would never be permanently put down, though Mina's technicians assured her that it would eventually happen. There were only so many different ways that the mind could reroute its thoughts, after all.

Other than that, they all lived happily in a space station that regularly traveled through the galaxy. Rather than going back to the family home and buying it from those that the creditors had sold it to, she'd found it more enticing to buy a traveling home. The space station had been constructed within a month of winning the competition, and it had taken up a third of all the money that she'd won to get it just the way she liked. It was big enough to hold upwards of sixty people, and while it usually housed no more than twenty, she liked the option of filling it up more if she needed to.

Mina had intentionally picked a space station that could travel so that she could see the universe, and so that she could show it to Jason, too. He'd been so interested in seeing it all, and now, she'd make sure that he saw it. It seemed the least she could do after he had submitted to her and given her the win.

The slaves under her lived relatively comfortably. Jason had the best of it, with a room all to himself - yes, himself, as he had been given his cock back after he'd woken up - and plenty of time with the mistress. He'd learned to rather love being underfoot, and these days, his favorite way of cumming tended to be with her sitting on his face and giving him a footjob. It always made him make a cum fountain that covered the room they were in, and she liked the feeling of sitting on a dragon.

Lyra was a little different. The horse had once been part of a trading conglomerate, and with her loss, there was no way for her to go back to that. However, she still had all the contacts that she'd made, and it didn't take long to start working as a middle man with the different businesses of the galaxy. Mina had the money to push businesses forward, and Lyra had the experience and connections to know which ones to sponsor and where to connect them. As a result, they had plenty of money coming in at all times.

The mare also turned out to be a good dancer, and was often the source of entertainment at dinner, getting up on the table and showing off for everyone. She regularly swayed her nice, round rump around, and it was rather fun to watch Jason blush at the thought of fucking it and then deny him the opportunity.

Well, most of the time. Some days, when he was a good boy, he was allowed.

Serana, of course, was the bitch of the bunch. Everyone had permission to take her down a peg, to remind her of what she was. She ended up being the cum dump of all other slaves, as well as the robots that repaired the station, all of them programmed to chase her down and 'plumb' her holes when they were free. It resulted in a very loose, very well-used vixen, and while she complained, the programming was still in place. She was still addicted to her mistress, and could not leave her, not for long.

Such was how they lived, traveling, exploring, and seeing everything that the universe had to offer. Life was good, and for the first time in over a year, Mina felt like things had finally gotten better. She was finally living a good life.

She leaned back, looking out one of the viewports of the station as a white dwarf spun in the distance, and she rested her head against her dragon's chest. He stroked her, and she smiled at him.

"Good?"

"Very good," he said.

"Good."

And that was all that needed saying.

The End

Summary: And so we come to the end of the Breeding Games, and well as an epilogue for each character to see where they are up to. Hope you enjoyed the ride.

Tags: M/F, gender tf, mouse, dragon, foot fetish, orgasm, cum, vaginal, breeding, game, breeding games, game show, reality show, creampie, bondage, mind control, slavery, epilogue, stripping, prostitution, vixen, horse, mare, wolf, dragoness,