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"Ti... Tikana, you want to-?"

"That's right, my wizard," says the kobold queen, sitting upon her pile of gold. "To celebrate your stunning change to of our entire way of life, I want to usher in this new era with a bang!"

And so, the queen gathered up everyone in the Dragon's Heir tribe to the cavern used for ceremony and proclamations. Many of the kobolds watch in wide-eyed astonishment at the sight of their queen. Tik Tik stands beside her, wearing her wizardly cloak, but Tikana is entirely nude, showing off her draconic heritage. She spreads her wings wide and holds up her hands. "My kobolds--the great and noble tribe of the Dragon's Heir. The last generation was able to produce their perfect dragon in myself, and that has left us with little recourse but to chart our own path."

She turns slightly and motions towards Tik Tik. "It is thanks to our wizard, Tik Tik, that we have come to learn that we no longer need to adhere to strict codes of breeding. What was once relegated and kept from us from self-expression will now be our means of enjoyment. So, shed your inhibitions and make love to whom you please!"

The caverns are quiet, with a few yips and yaps filling the place. There's an awkward shuffling going on and a cough here and there.

Tikana's brow twitches. "Oh, for the love of..." she starts but grabs Tik Tik by the shoulder, pulling her in and dipping her down before she presses snout to snout with the royal wizard.

There's a clamor of surprised, aghast, and aroused kobolds. Their yips fill the dark room, and with that, the floodgates are unleashed.

Tik Tik looks away from her queen. "B.. But, Tikana..."

"Oh, come on, Tik Tik," the queen coos. "It's not like we haven't done this before."

"It's not that," Tik Tik says, fluttering her eyes. "How are we going to participate in an orgy from up here?"

"Hm... good point." Tikana pulls Tik Tik in close, and she flaps her wings, lifting the two up in the air in a large leap, landing into the kobold pit. "Let's begin, shall we!?"

Spurred on by their queen's bold move, the Dragon's Heir's various kobolds all move in to get a taste of the new and exciting world they have entered into.

Kishke, the captain of the guard, keeps everyone in line. She commands her guardbolds to check and make sure that everyone is safe, all the while maintaining a sharp eye on some of the male specimens showing their stuff. If she's going to have some fun, it's going to be with the best.

Prakibak, the dig boss, spurs on the digging to work. "Put your tongues and your hips into it, you slackers. We are the backbone of the expansion of our community. Do you want them to think we're weak?"

"Oh, trust me," says Dalisk, the plumebold ambassador. He rubs Prakibak's shoulders and nuzzles against the crook of his neck. "No one thinks you're weak, Prakky"

Prakibak scratches his cheek, his eyes wandering over towards Tik Tik.

The wizard takes a breath and flicks her wrist, phantasmal hands appearing and pulling her clothes off. "How's that!?" she says, smirking over at Quiquan, her long-time trapmaking rival.

Quiquan grumbles and lifts her shirt up over her head. "I'll... I'll show you!"

"Let me show you some things" Tik Tik says, moving up to her, running fingers up along the blue kobold's underbelly. "Your sighs are so cute."

Off to the side, the older kobolds watch all the young-uns, the ones they've sired and birthed, going at it with thrusts and humps and grindings and snugs and hugs. The matrons rush around, eagerly cataloging the couplings, trying to make sense of the bloodline that would be brought down to the next generation. The breeders and the studs give their pointers to the ones who would have been lucky to have had sex at all, let alone participate with those so experienced.

Tikit sits back, hunched over and shaking his head. "Well, well, Dee, if only you could see the Dragon's Heir now. How we've grown and how we've adapted. Heh... this stuff is a young bold's game. I just wish we were young enough to join in.

"But..." he leans back, closing his eyes. "This is all you. I know it was from your egg that all of this was possible, that all of us here in the Dragon's Heir can enjoy loving and being loved by those we choose. So, wherever you are, thank you."

"Hey, old man!" comes the sound of two particularly hipped younger kobolds. "You talking to yourself, or are you going to show us how people in your generation did things?"

Tikit sighs and presses his hands on his knees. "Well, guess I got one last ride in me."

Tikana sits on a rock, lounging back as four or five kobolds tend to her body. She sighs, enjoying the tending of tongues and fingers over her tired scales. She opens one eye and looks off to the corner.

"My queen," one of her male attendants says. "You're quite stiff here. Is something the matter?"

Tikana sees standing off to the corner the green-haired elf woman with fiery eyes, the one with the massive dick that plowed into her not too long ago. Seeing that figure there causes a churning in her stomach. She clasps at herself, and the phantasm disappears. "What? NO... no, I'm fine. Just continue to service me, my subject!"

"Yes, ma'am!" the kobold says, licking along her thigh and up between her legs, and as she reaches that state of bliss, Tikana forgets about the promises that she's made and the problems that may cause for the future. She has been a good queen, and her people, at least for now, love her still.