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The goddess of fertility is one that has been in great obscurity. Worship of her has been left to a few devotees, dedicated and true in their love of the mother dragon goddess.

But there are realms where there are members of her extended divine family still exist, happy to spread her word and the joys that come with being among her garden of delights.

And there are those who would seek to join the fold after finding out about her.

Max is one such individual. A hybrid creature, being a bat-like marsupial, he was always one that considered himself special, so when he heard there was a goddess of blessed fertility, he knew he had her to thank for his very existence.

The explorer makes his way through the dark and wet cave, where the well-worn shrine of the once powerful deity rests. If the ancient texts he deciphered were correct, he would need to make a sacrifice before the goddess to wake her up.

Layer by layer, Max sheds himself of his wet clothing, letting it all plop to the floor as he stands naked before the statue. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. This mother goddess is the reason that he exists, and she may be a dragon, but he knows one thing in particular: He will show himself to be pleasing to her, and because of that, he will share in her glory and power.

There's only one kind of sacrifice that the goddess of fertility would accept, and Max steps forward, ready to present it to her. He wraps his fingers around his shaft, rubbing along the length with his palm, closing his eyes, imagining the dragonness in all her glory. The ancient texts tell of her egg-laying hips, and about her bountiful breasts that produce the sweetest milk. They also talk about her boundless love and her desire to spread life and fertility towards all by all means.

Such a wonderful, motherly, fertile woman is ready to receive Max's seed, and he imagines himself giving it to her, her mind and body his, thanks to his own unique power.

Max thrusts his hips forward, letting out an unrestrained groan tat echoes throughout the cave, answering his moan with a moan as he finishes, shooting his stuff all over the altar and the worn-down statue.

He opens one eye, panting, watching for any sign that the altar's magic has accepted his offering.

The statue looks no different than before.

Sighing, he plops onto the cave floor, laying down upon the mossy rock and staring into he darkness.

Was this it? Is this all that his journey had allowed him to get to? Exhausted, the poor hybrid knows that he needs to sleep, and so he closes his eyes and drifts off.

The warmth and light of the sun rouses him from his slumber. He holds his hand up in front of the bright orb and peers through slitted eyes. When he gazes around, he sees not the dank cave, but a warm and bountiful field of all sorts of plants bearing every kind of fruit, both known and unknown to him.

Max scrambles to his feet, glancing around for his discarded garments. Where were they? Where is he?

A shadow blocks out the sun, and Max whirls around to see what exactly it is that could cover it for so long.

A massive verdant green form shoots across the sky, and when it passes the sun, it makes him turn his head. A moment later, the ground shakes with the weight of something massive. He whirls around, and sees before him the massive dragon, looking down at him with glowing golden eyes and b right green scales. She smiles, and he stumbles back.

"W... who are you?" He asks.

The dragon tilts her head and chuckles, "Oh my, you must not recognize me in this form. Here... perhaps this will be better for you..." with that, she shrinks down, her draconic shape altering, becoming bipedal, standing tall over him, her hips and her breasts filling out, and her motherly form full for him to see. Not only that, but there are teh tell-tales signs of his sacrifice upon her, just as they were left upon her altar.

"X... Xasandra..." Max breathes, standing tall. "I've finally found you!"

"So you have, adventurer," she says, stroking a finger over a splotch of cum, pulling it up towards her face and giving it a sniff. "And so fertile you are, too." She licks it, shuddering as she slurps up the semen and gives it a quick swallow. "Oh, yes, you can spread all sorts of life across so many places, but you are but a mortal. It is unfortunate, isn't it."

"I came to you because I want to be more than mortal!" He says, stepping up, placing a hand upon his chest. "I've come to become a god, and a god that can give the goddess many children."

She giggles, stifling the most of the laugh with her fingers. "Oh, oh my, you wish to become divine and lord over me?" she asks. "I'm sorry, but that won't be an easy task," she coos.

"I don't care how difficult it is," Max says, holding his arms out. "I'm ready to take you here and now, and I shall!" As he speaks, he stares at her straight into her eyes.

The goddess blinks, and then she shakes her head, and then she rubbs her eyes. "Ah, you have an interesting power, don't you?" She says, "If I looked any longer, you might have actually hypnotized me."

Max feels a swell of pride. He was so close, and he can get her, he just needs an oppurtunity."

"I've haven't seen a mortal so bold in a long time," Xasandra continues. "I think we should test your resolve. Sure, you can breed me if you'd like, little one," she says, patting his head, reaching down to do so. "But first, you must be reborn."