Tabra's Birthday Party
Legal stuff: Not intended for those under the age of 18. Tabra is © to his player and the other characters are © to me. This is a birthday present I wrote for Tabra, love ya, hun.
Day: Tabra's Birthday
Time: Morning-ish
Mech let out a low yawn as he stretched out in bed, being very careful not to disturb the person that was snuggled up to his side. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, he rumbled and settled back down, smiling as he looked over at the blue scaled dragon as Tabra slept on. Gently he tugged the covers back to reveal the slumbering dragon's form. Tabra was smaller than the silvery white male he was pressed against. His body was a rich blue color with darker stripes marking his scales. Shifting a little in his sleep, he rubbed his nose horn against Mech's arm before settling down. While he slept on, Mech compared their bodies as he worked towards waking up fully. Where he possessed a sheath and external sac, Tabra had a male slit that held all his privates inside. Tabra's head was adorned with three horns, a stubby one on his nose with two more coming from the back of his head. Mech had no horns on his head; instead he had a mane of silver hair that was sticking up at various angles from his sleep.
Sliding his arm out from under the blue male's head, Mech rose to his feet and headed to the bathroom. He was only in there a moment before coming back, smoothing his hair down with his talons as he smiled at the other dragon. Tabra had shifted slightly, draping one of his arms over his muzzle as he slept on. Letting out a low rumble, he slipped into the bed and used his paws to gently roll Tabra onto his back. The smaller male rolled over and muttered something as he started to wake up slowly. Mech's paws ran over his thighs as the larger male leaned down, starting to slide his tongue around the other male's slit. He smiled as the other drake's slit swelled up rather quickly and his tip began to peek out. Rumbling, he parted the slit slowly and fished the hardening cock out, closing his lips around the pointed tip.
Tabra's eyes fluttered open when he felt something wet and warm closing around his member, drawing a moan from him even as he woke up. Looking down, he saw that Mech had his paw closed around his cock and was suckling on it as he rumbled. Letting out a low groan, he reached down to run his talons through the other male's silky mane, "Mech, what are you doing?"
The larger dragon smiles and let out a rumble as his lips teased the ridges that circled the base of Tabra's cock as his fingers toyed with the area that would become the blue's knot. A moment later he pulled his maw back and flicked his forked tongue against the lance's tip, "Giving you a proper wake up call, Birthday Boy."
He smiled and curled his paw around the blue's cock, stroking it as he leaned his muzzle down. Tabra let out a purr and settled back, "Oh, so that's what you're calling it now?" His 'now' rose up in pitch as Mech's tongue slid along his tailhole and wiggled against the bud, making the blue dragon arch his back and gasp. Both the dragons kept their bodies, especially their privates, clean so the silvery male had no problem doing this. Rubbing his tongue around the star, his fingers slipped and rubbed along the shaft slowly. Stroking his tongue around the bud slowly, he rumbled softly and eased it in a little before kissing the bud and removing his tongue.
Looking up at Tabra, he rumbles; "Hand me the lube, would you?" The smaller male nodded and reached to the nightstand for the ever-ready bottle of lubricant. Handing it to the other dragon, he leaned back to watch as Mech dribbled some over his cock and tailhole before rubbing it in. The water dragon moaned and gasped, feeling the slick fingers tracing over his cock and playing with his ridges. Down lower his tailhole was getting a similar treatment, rubbing a talon around the tailhole before sliding in slowly. Gripping the sheets, he moaned as his tail twitched against the bed, panting lightly as Mech suckled on his tip, flicking it with his tongue.
Smiling at the way the blue drake was squirming; Mech sat up and gripped his own cock. Where Tabra's lance had a pointed tip that tapered down to several ridges then his knot, the silvery male was different there as well. His cock had a thick, mushroom tip that steadily shaped back along the shaft. Eight ridges that would flare out during sex adorned the larger male's cock, spaced evenly along his shaft. Smearing some lube over his wide tip, Mech patted Tabra's thighs and smirked as the other male eagerly rolled over and lifted up his tail. Resting one paw on the azure thigh, his other guided his tip to the waiting flower before pressing against it. Letting out a low rumble that turned into a hiss of pleasure he pushed forward, pulling back on the scaled thigh at the same time. Tabra's muzzle hung open in a low gasp as his tailhole was spread slowly before letting that sausage gain entry with a wet pop. The dragons shared a low moan as Mech sank in slowly, each of his ridges making a wet pop as they slip into the waiting hole. It didn't take more than a few seconds before his crotch pressed against Tabra's rear, wiggling slightly as they both settled down to enjoy the feeling. Rumbling, Mech shifted his paws to stroke over Tabra's thighs as he licked over the blue's neck. The smaller male's frame seemed to fit perfectly under the larger dragon's body.
Smiling, Mech gave Tabra's neck a nip and pulled back slowly. As he withdrew, his ridges flared out and stroked against the male's insides and prostate, making him gasp in pleasure. The ridges caused a wonderful feeling as they spread out and stroke against his insides, especially when the fleshy parts rubbed over his prostate. Uttering a low moan and a whimper of need, he waited eagerly as Mech stopped with just his tip sitting inside the waiting tailhole. Running his talons over the other male's thighs, the silvery dragon let out a low rumbling purr before shoving back in. His rough thrust drew a bark of pleasure from the cobalt colored male under him. Now that he started, Mech wasted no time in quickly building up his thrusts While the large dragon wasn't the fastest at fucking, each of his thrusts had no trouble in rocking not only Tabra, but the bed they were on as well.
Tabra groaned and let out a soft bark each time the larger male pushed into him. There was a smile on his maw as he gripped the sheets firmly and pushed up and back to meet the powerful motions. Mech's talons scratched at his sides as they pounded together, one paw dipping down to stroke his belly. The dragons grunted and moaned as their bodies struck against each other firmly with their morning rut. That paw that was rubbing against his belly sank lower to slide its digits over his slick cock, smearing its pre-cum over the shaft. He let out a purr that turned into a gasp as that paw made a fist around his cock and started to stroke it in time with the larger male's thrusts. Lowering his front down, Tabra let the other dragon fuck him hard, his breath driven from his lungs in a huff with each firm push into his body. Without warning, Mech's pattern of thrusts changed suddenly, his cock barely moving as one of his ridges just kept stroking that gland inside the blue's rear. His eyes shot wide as Tabra gasped, gripping the bed sheets hard.
His gasp quickly turned into a roar as his knot swelled up in a matter of seconds, being squeezed by the stroking fist as if it had tied inside something. His cool cum splashed over his belly and the sheets as Mech jerked and milked his cock. His tailhole clamped down hard around the cock nestled inside it, trying to urge the other dragon to fill him up. Mech let out a low growl that soon turned into a bellowing roar. His ridges flared out as he slammed in deep, his cock starting to fire its hot spooge into the smaller male. Tabra moaned and closed his eyes as he panted just savoring the feeling of the other male filling him up. Smiling, Mech settled down onto his side, slipping out of Tabra and making the drake yelp and purr. Snuggling up to the silvery male, Tabra purred, "Nice wake up call."
The larger dragon rumbled, "Its just the start of your birthday, Tabra, there is more to come. Starting with breakfast."
Tabra nodded and nuzzled into Mech's chest as he got up and stretched, "I'm gonna go get a shower before then."
Mech smiled and sat up, tugging the sheets off to wash them, "Okay, I'll get breakfast started." Leaning in, he kissed the smaller male, their tongues meeting each other and dancing like a pair of serpents.
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Tabra purred softly to himself as he ran the washcloth over his scales, wondering what Mech had in store for his birthday. Over the last couple weeks, he'd been trying to get a hint or anything from the other dragon but he couldn't get more than 'you'll enjoy it' from the other scale. Standing under the showerhead, he let the water wash over his for with a low murr, enjoying the feel of it splashing and running over his scales. Reaching down, he ran a paw over his cock to clean it off, shuddering and letting out a moan as he played with the still sensitive rod. He was so distracted by the shower that he failed to notice the two dark shapes appear on the other side of the rippled glass that separated the shower stall from the rest of the bathroom.
He didn't realize he wasn't alone until a paw reached around him to grip his cock as a voice cooed, "Let me help you with that." At first he thought it was Mech and he was going to give the silvery white male an elbow in the gut, but the voice was different. Spinning around, he let out a gasp as he saw the male orca standing behind him, another one sliding into the shower with them. Both were prime examples of orca males, their muscles rippling under a rubbery looking hide. The one holding Tabra's cock winked and murred, "Orca-gram for the birthday dragon." The dragon blinked then gasped as the male knelt down and slipped the cock into his maw, bobbing his head.
He panted, resting his paw on the male's head, "Orca-gram?"
The other one, the larger of the pair, slipped behind him and rubbed a finger around the drake's tailhole, "Yes, we're here to wish you a happy birthday." He smiled as Tabra pushed back; still aroused from the play he and Mech had moments ago. Reaching down, he rubbed his own pink-tinted slit and the pointed tip that was peeking out of it. Looking at his fellow cetacean, he smiled as he rubbed his finger around that loosened tailhole. His next motion was smooth, lifting up the dragon's tail; he pushed his peeking tip against the waiting hole. As he did that, his crotch muscles tensed and shifted, pushing his waiting cock into the hole.
The blue dragon's eyes shot wide as that tapered cock pushed up into his rear, making him rise up on his toes as he gasped. The sudden intrusion of the slick cock into his tailhole drew a groan from his muzzle as he curled and tensed his toes as he panted. The orca in front of him slid back and smiled as the other stepped back, nudging his back. Tabra moaned and followed his unspoken instructions; bending forward and finding himself nose to tip with the other male's cock. He let out a moan and closed his maw around that thin tip, flicking his tongue around it. The almost prehensile rod flicked and curled its tip around the tongue, much to the delight of the dragon.
Pushing his head down, he bobbed it quickly as the male behind him gripped his hips and began to pump steadily against his rear. The orca's motions were smooth and almost like the ocean, his hips rolling into the thrusts, making his cock rub at the dragon's insides at different angles constantly. He groaned softly, gripping the thighs of the male that he was suckling on, feeling his form being rocked forward with each of the thrusts. His tongue darted and moved around the cock in his muzzle, trying to milk it for anything he could get out of it. That meat inside his tailhole that was rubbing against his insides felt wonderful, stretching him and rubbing him in all the right ways. He moaned and gripped the orca in front of him, playing with the male's rear and tail as his body was shoved forward hard with each push.
The strong male at his rear stopped suddenly and Tabra was afraid he was about to cum then stop. But he surprised the dragon by grabbing the scale around his chest and pulling up and back. The orca's shoulders pressed against the tile as he held Tabra in his lap. Slipping his paws down, he grabbed the male's thighs and started to bounce the dragon on his cock, Tabra's own knotted rob bobbing up and down as it dripped pre down its shaft. The other orca male smiled and walked forward as he murred, "Time for your birthday double dip." The two males showed this wasn't the first time they had done something like this, their movements were coordinated perfectly. The larger of the orcas bounced the blue drake up a little more as the other stepped in. The pointed tip nudged his tailhole then pushed in as Tabra slid down with a gasp, tossing his head back as both cocks were pushed into his body. The two cetaceans worked together to get their cocks deep into the dragon. They couldn't hilt both their cocks at once, since the wide bases would tear the dragon painfully. The blue male moaned and leaned back against the larger of the two orca's letting the use his body as he panted hard.
He heard a squeaking and opened one eye, watching, as the water-dwelling mammals seemed to be talking to each other through clicks and whistles. If he had enough blood flowing to his brain, he may have realized what they were about to do. But in the current situation he could count himself lucky he had enough blood flowing to the head on his shoulders to remember to breathe. Next thing he knew, one male grabbed his thighs as the other pulled back to his pointed tip. As he pushed forward, the other withdrew; their motions timed to keep the dragon stretched out constantly as the orcas worked their cocks against each other.
The three males were under the shower, grunting, whistling, and panting as the water washed over their bodies. It only took the orca males a few seconds to find their rhythm, their bodies pumping against each other as they gave the dragon one of his birthday presents. Amazingly it was the larger and strongest of the males that came first. The orca that was pressed against the tiles arched his back and let out a squeal as he shoved in about halfway and blasted his cream into the dragon's tailhole. As his cock spurted, the other black and white male sped up, his thrusts getting helped along by the cream his partner was spurting. Tabra was next, arching his back and letting out a short bellowing noise as he started to cum, his cock firing its white fountain of seed over his chest and throat. One spurt even made it up to his muzzle, giving him a little stripe on his cheek. By now the last male was pounding away, his partner's cock slipping out as it retracted back into its slit. But he held the dragon still for the other male as that tailhole gripped and clenched at his cock. It only took a couple seconds before the third male issued a squeal and started to spurt his cream into the azure dragon's passage, giving it the third filling for the day. They smiled and each gave the dragon a kiss before leaning him against the wall and walking out.
Several minutes later, Tabra staggered into the kitchen and Mech chuckled, "Enjoy your shower?" he helped the washed dragon sit down and rumbled as he sniffed the blue male, "Mmm, smells like fresh orca sex." he chuckled as Tabra just nodded, looking very at peace with the world.
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Time: Late Afternoon
The two dragons were sprawled on the couch, watching a movie with their bodies twined together. Mech was emitting a nearly constant rumbling purr as Tabra purred and snuggled down with him. After the Orca-gram they had been resting and letting Tabra get to the point where he could walk in a straight line for more than ten feet. There they sprawled quietly until Tabra poked Mech's side; "You said there was going to be more to my birthday."
The larger dragon rumbled, "You sure you wanna know?" When the smaller dragon nodded, he smiled; "Well I was going to bring those two orcas back in. They said they could do something pretty interesting with you, a pineapple, a tub of Coolwhip, and a monkey with a tinfoil hat." Tabra blinked at him and the silvery male chuckled, "Just joking, but if you are ready for your next present, we can go get it. But," the blue dragon froze from hopping up and looked at Mech; "lets do it with you in the form you showed me the other day." He winked and smiled as the other dragon grinned.
Hopping up, the blue male stretched and shifted on his feet for a second. Suddenly a cloud of bluish smoke popped up and hide Tabra for a moment before a flutter of wings could be heard. A yellow, bird-like shape appeared as Tabra fanned away the smoke from his form. Mech let out a low rumble as he stood up and looked at the feral chocobo, a female at that. The dragon rumbled softly and ran his paw along her neck before lifting a bridle from under the couch. He had snuck it down there a couple days before, just so Tabra wouldn't know about it. The avian female let out a coo and opened her beak up, wiggling her head to help the dragon slip the harness onto her head, gently holding the bit in her beak as he hooked it up. He rumbles and tugs on the reins, Tabra trotting along behind him proudly as she puffs out her feathers. The dragon led her down the hall some before stopping to open up a door. It was a linen closet, but the scaled paw dipped in and dug around before pulling out a blindfold. Grinning, he tugged at the reins and held up the leather mast. Bending her head down obediently, Tabra let out a soft kweh as the padded side of the blindfold covered her eyes and blacked out the world. She looked around and shook her head after it was secured before a tug on the reins and a hand on her head guided her down the halls once more.
Tabra didn't say it, mainly because the harness kept the dragon turned chocobo from saying much, but the harness and blindfold was arousing her. Her tail feathers were lifted up slightly as she walked, her powerful thighs rubbing together as her vent swelled steadily. Mech's hands on the reins and her body guided her until her legs bumped against something. His voice rumbled deeply, "Sit down." She wiggled and did so, settling onto a bench that she couldn't see. It was oddly shaped and as she got down, it made her legs spread some before they pressed against a pair of curved things. The dragon's hands were there a moment later, restraining her legs and keeping her in a kneeling position. She let out a little noise before his paws roamed up her neck and hooked a pair of leads onto the bridle, lowering her head onto a stand and making her trill softly. She could wiggle some until he put a couple straps across her back and chest that held her to the platform. She gasped and tried to rub her vent against the padded bench, but the bonds were too tight. But that only got her more aroused.
Rumbling, Mech grabbed a handle and started to crank it, tilting the bench forward and lifting up her rear. He smirked and ran a paw lightly over her feathered pussy then around her anal bud, "Well, looks like someone is already hot and wanting something inside her." She shivered and let out a low moan, keeping with the feral thing and not talking. The dragon didn't go for mounting her, once more having planned this out to the last detail. There was a machine he had that Tabra loved, and now he was wheeling it behind the bird. It looked like your average fucking machine, sporting a ribbed dildo, but it also possessed several tubes and a control panel. Looking over at her, he smiled and opened up a compartment to look through several cylinders. When his fingers came to rest on one that sported the picture of a chocobo head on it, he pulled it out and shoved it into the receptacle on top of the device. Inside the tube was a special brand of 'cum' the machine would inject into the person it was fucking. Then the real fun began.
Guiding the machine's cock to the waiting vent, he locked the device in place and hit a button labeled penetrate. It whirred to life and pushed into her with a low hiss as its air-driven piston pushed the member into her. Tabra let out a gasp and arched her back, tugging at the restraints as the ribbed cock pushed into her steadily. The dragon monitored it carefully before hitting a second button to set the maximum depth, waiting until it had just an inch inside her before setting the minimum depth. With those two parts set, the machine began to thrust at a steady pace. The female let out a trill and tried to move back into it as the speed gradually increased to a nice, fast fucking. As she groaned and panted, he played with the control panel, changing one number. It was a fun little toy and he couldn't wait to see the effects from it in a bit.
Tabra panted as the machine went slow at first as Mech set the thrust range. Her tunnel gripped the fake cock and squeezed it as it began to thrust, making wet, lewd noises as it pumped her. She groaned and trilled happily as those ribs on the toy pulled and tugged at her insides. Her feathers fluffed out excitedly as she let out a loud wark through the bit and fluttered her tail feathers. The avian could hear the dragon chuckle at her antics as he sped up the machine a bit more. Groaning, she could already feel her insides beginning to knot as her arousal built up quickly. Her toes curled and clenched as she groaned thrashing her body as much as she could as the tireless machine kept up its relentless pace. Her beak hung opened as she panted for breath, trilling softly on each exhale as the ribs on the toy flicked her clit each time one passed it. Her feathers pressed tight to her form as she groaned, huffing heavily as her feet shifted.
Mech smiled at her and turned the machine to low when he saw she was going to cum, making her whimper as her orgasm was denied for now. He rumbles and runs his talons through her feathers as she moaned before speeding back up the machine, putting it up to almost full speed. She screeched and panted as her feet curled up in tight balls at the sudden change in pace. He let out a low rumble and runs his paws over her powerful thighs as the toy pumps and pounds at her rear, making her sex squish and make all finds of wonderful noises. She groaned and moved as her juices matted her feathers down along her thighs and crotch. It only took a few more seconds before she let out a shrill cry as she started to cum, her sex fluttering and trembling around the fake rod inside her. But it didn't falter once, its air-piston giving it power while making the thrusts soft as it slipped in and out of her. She let out a low groan that burbled in her throat as her body began to rise towards a second orgasm.
At the controls, the dragon tapped a button that turned on a timer inside the machine. It hissed and popped some as it began to drain some of the 'cum' from the tube and load it into a reservoir. The amount was determined by the number her typed in mere moments ago, and now it was beginning to pressurize as the timer counted down steadily. Tabra huffed and groaned as her wings wiggled against the bonds, her rear rolling back to the device to get more of out of its mechanical thrusts. The problem with sex machines is that the thrusts were just in and out in a steady, constant pattern. While that did prove fun for some things, it didn't do much for variety. She could feel her climax rising before the toy just cut off and pressed in as deep as it could. She whimpered and tried to move before letting out a gasp as the toy began its 'orgasm' spurting the liquid it had loaded into her body and coating her insides. She moaned at the feeling of the warm 'cum' filling her up and panting even though she hadn't had her own climax.
Rumbling deeply, Mech undid all her bindings before tugging at her reins as the toy withdrew. Tabra let out a confused noise before rising to her feet, staggering a bit as she tried to walk with weak legs. Guiding the blindfolded chocobo, he took her outside into the backyard before finally removing her bridle and tugging her blindfold off. The female let out a noise and turned her head to look around as she stood there on the soft grass. As she looked around for Mech, her eyes fell on a male chocobo with emerald green feathers and a familiar look in his eyes. The dragon-turned male avian let out a low murr followed by a very smooth, "Kweh," as he strutted towards her. His cock was already emerging from his vent, dropping down. It was shaped almost like an orca's, but it spread to a much wider base and was almost oval in shape. Tabra groaned at the sight of that meat and knelt down, flicking up her tail feathers as she trembled in anticipation.
Moving over her, Mech set his feet on either side of her rear before settling his weight onto her back. She let out a little grunt and pushed her rear up and back as he shifted. Both birds worked together with a hurried pace, showing how aroused they were, to get that cock into her waiting vent. He let out a trumpeting cry as his tip found her vent before surging in with a single thrust. She gasped and let out a pleasure-filled wark as her chest pressed to the ground and she pushed back. Grunting, he shoved his meat into her to the very hilt, feeling its base spread her wide as they moaned together. She fluttered her wings slightly as he pulled back, making sure to drag his tip against the front side of her tunnel as he looked for her g-spot. The birds began to move against each other quickly; Mech's wings pumping as he pounded his body against her. Her feet dug at the ground and shoved back to try and help him find that elusive pleasure-center. Digging his own feet into the ground, he used his strong limbs to slam his body into hers as he panted deep in his throat. Letting out a deep thrumming noise that vibrated through her body, he groaned and struck gold with his pick. Her eyes went from half-closed in dreamy pleasure to wide-eyed excitement as she screeched and came around his cock as her body spasmed hard under him.
He grinned down at her and nipped her neck as he kept pumping his meat in and out of her spasming depths. Thanks to the powerful legs made for running long distances and carrying heavy loads, his pounding thrusts had plenty of force and speed. Her head lowered down as she huffed, her eyes glazing over as she felt that cock slipping in and out of her used tunnel. In a way, he was getting sloppy seconds, but her tunnel hugged around his cock very tightly. He grunted at her, fighting back the chocobo's instinct to just cum then pull out after a few thrusts. He wanted to give Tabra much more than that and he was going to. The avians moaned and squawked together as their bodies slammed and worked with each other. Tabra was trying to get Mech to blow his load inside her, and Mech wanted to see Tabra cumming over his cock again. They both knew it wouldn't be long before their wishes were granted.
He huffed and panted as his body slammed into hers, dribbling pre almost constantly as his internal testicles ached to release their cream into her. She moaned and pushed back, her eyes fluttering as her insides clamped and clenched at his thrusting rod once more. Her feathers smoothed down as his puffed out, working to keep his climax back as he groaned and slammed his feathered crotch against her. She groaned and huffed as his cock tugged at her clit with each thrust before stretching her opening around that deliciously thick base of his. Each time he shoved in, his spear tip hit her g-spot dead center then grazed off it. He huffed and grunted, falling over the edge first as he groaned. The green male's groan quickly bubbled up from his chest into a screech as his hips pressed forward. The feathers along his body smoothed down as his rod erupted with his load of thick cream, painting her insides with his light green tinted spooge. She pushed up against him and let out a softer cry of her own as she started to cum with him, feeling her sex milking at his cock and pulling his seed into her. Mech smiled down at her and cooed, knowing that her fun was only half over.
Now the machine's 'cum' would react to his with some fun effects. The fucking machine had very specialized cum that would react with any real cum. As the two mixed, the fake stuff would start to swell up and merge with the real stuff into bundles of protein. Depending on the species of 'cum' loaded into it would change how big the resulting orbs, aka eggs, would be. And the number set into the control panel changed how much was injected for the number of 'eggs' that would be produced. He smiled and pulled out of her even as Tabra gasped, feeling the fake eggs beginning to form inside her. The toy had other things mixed in with its cum, one was designed to allow the person with the eggs to stretch safely to handle them. He murred and looked at her as Tabra began to huff, her belly getting larger as the eggs quickly grew inside her. In a matter of minutes, her belly was swollen as if she were months gravid with a clutch and huffing. One by one, the faux eggs inside her would gain a shell to give her something more than a glorified water balloon to push against.
Standing next to her side, he cooed encouragingly as he watched her feet move to dig out a shallow nest in the grass and dirt. She moaned and looked up at him adoringly as the eggs released their final little trick, making her tunnel start to contract around them. Moaning, she spread her legs out and lifted up her body a few inches as he walked to her back to watch. A thick mixture of his own seed, her juices, and the leftover 'egg juice' dripped from her vent as she flicked her tail feathers. Opening her beak to huff, he could see her body tense and tremble slowly as more juices were pushed out slowly. He could see the muscles in her thighs shifting and moving as her yellow vent parted slowly to reveal the tip of a greenish-white 'egg' peeking out. When she relaxed, it slipped back in a little before the next push shoved it out further. He murred and watched happily as she huffed and let out a happy cry as her body expelled the first of the egg toys. It hit the soft ground with a squishy thud before settling down, not having formed fully inside her. Murring, he preened her neck and trilled as she nudged his chin with her beak.
It was only a few seconds before the next one started to wiggle through her tunnel, stretching her in the most delightful of ways. Groaning, she arched her back then gasped as she felt a stubby tongue playing with her tailhole. Looking back, she moaned as she saw Mech's head under her tail licking at her as she pushed the toys out of her body. He smiled at her over her feathered rear and prodded the center of her star with his tongue as he cooed. Moaning, she bucked her hips as her pussy worked the second egg out of her tunnel, feeling yet another orgasm knotting her gut. Her hips rocked and pushed back against his beak as the second wiggled, right on the verge of falling out of her body. He grinned playfully and nudged it with his beak, keeping it inside her as she squawked and moved her hips, trying to get it out. Moving his head, he let the fake orb fall from her body and thump against the ground next to its twin. The third one was wedged deep inside her body, right near her cervix. Letting out a trembling moan, she could feel it sliding out of her faster than the previous two since her passage was already stretched. But as it moved down its path, the egg shifted and struck right against that spot Mech had worked so hard to find. Letting out a screech, she trembled and jerked as he had her last orgasm, collapsing fully. But the egg was still inside her and she moaned, feeling it pop out when she fell on her belly. Murring, she looked up at Mech, seeing he had returned to his dragon form and smiling down at her, "Happy birthday."
Nodding, the chocobo's murr shifted into a tired purr as Tabra returned to his blue colored dragon form. "Best party ever." The larger dragon chuckled and lifted him up, taking him towards their bedroom as he rumbled. The smaller male's eyes closed as he leaned his head against the other dragon's chest with a purr. Once inside the room, they both settled into the bed with a content sigh, pressing their scaled forms together. In a couple hours the 'eggs' outside would just dissolve as they were meant to do. Looking down at the blue striped male, he smiled as Tabra drooled slightly on his chest, already asleep. Chuckling softly, he rolled onto his side and pulled the other dragon close, just cradling him as he too slowly fell asleep. It had truly been a great party.