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Crystal ran through the woods, panting heavily as a combat squad closed in behind her. She had to make it to the border. There were people who could help her there, now that the government had listed all dragons as non-citizens and threats. Her only hope was to make it across to the other side before she could be captured but even now, with her stamina fading and the sounds of orders being shouted, she began to worry that she may not make it.

A little behind her, Sirrac felt good to be back out in the field. This was an amazing opportunity. With every feral dragon now open for the taking, he could finally do all the experiments he wanted, with all of the test subjects he needed. The Labs might even promote him. "Fan out!" he snapped into the radio. "Make sure that she doesn't try to slip around us."

His team sent back their affirmatives while he kept running over the escaping dragoness's tracks. The black combat gear slowed him down a little but it was necessary: his white scales were too visible at night. The tranq gun in his hands was lighter and he was itching to pull the trigger. So close, he thought. Ahead, there was a flash of movement, disappearing behind a bend in the forest path. "I'm almost in range," he said, sprinting around the bend.

Crystal's lungs burned. She was close to safety, she knew it, but as she turned the bend she realised the last bit of her journey would be in the open. There was a field filled with recently cut trees and in the distance, the line she needed to cross. She was almost there! With a new breath she focused all her remaining strength and pushed for it. She could make it, she could be free and live a normal life! Just a bit farther!

Sirrac cursed: his team was too slow, and the terrain too rugged. He cursed again. The GPS on his shoulder was beeping urgently; they were too close to the border. Watcher Labs would only have limited influence once the dragoness crossed it, and she would be lost. He would have to catch her himself, right now.

His feet flew over the ground. He felt connected to all those millions of years of ancestors before him. He was a predator hunting at night, following tracks and a scent on the wind. It didn't matter that he had combat gear and a modern weapon. His kind had been the best hunters in the world for aeons and he wouldn't let that go to waste now.

Sirrac stopped as he reached the end of the forest. Loggers had been here, leaving only stumps but it was too dark to see! The night vision in the scope of his weapon was too limited. He snarled in frustration, scanning the darkness. Then, a cloud passed from the moon overhead and the silvery light shone down on the open space, gilding the white dragoness's fur. Sirrac allowed himself a smile before raising the tranq gun, taking careful aim, and fired.

Crystal grinned. She was only about a minute run from safety and in the low light, they would be too far away to take her out. It appeared luck had favoured her. With an adrenaline filled mind, she didn't notice the light of the moon shine through the clouds until it was too late, only moments later feeling a sharp stabbing pain on her hind leg.

NO! she cried to herself, pushing as hard as she could, but her beating heart quickly circulated the tranquiliser, her legs becoming out of sync and heavy and her mind fogging. Looking ahead she could see it: freedom. But she couldn't fight the drug any longer. Falling to the ground, she quickly passed out.

Sirrac saw the dragoness stumble and fall, skidding to a stop in the dirt before the moon was hidden again. Fate had smiled on him tonight. Ten seconds of light had been her undoing. He walked forwards slowly, heart still beating from excitement and the long run. There was no hurry; the compound in the dart would put her out for hours. "Come in, Team," he said into the radio. "I have tranquilised the escaping dragon in Grid 11B. Converge."

There were half a dozen beeps of acknowledgement as Sirrac reached his quarry. She was the rare subject he had been searching for: feral, furred and fairly young, of prime age for experimentation. He ran a hand through her fur, dirty and full of debris from her flight from him. The sounds of running feet betrayed his team's arrival. He would have to ensure that they were silenter next mission.

"Great shot, sir," one of them said, panting hard.

Sirrac glared at him. If he couldn't even keep up the chase without nearly collapsing, there was no place for him here. "I know," he snapped. "Call in the transport. I want her out of here within the hour. Dawn is approaching and we're far too close to the border; the last thing we need is some overambitious patrol attempting to fight us."

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Crystal's memories were murky. She faded in and out of consciousness, each time unable to move, her mind fading to black.

A bright light pulled her from the darkness. Her eyes parted and blinked a few times. She was in a cage, heavily reinforced bars making sure she couldn't escape. Even now. as she pushed herself up, something felt off. Perhaps it was the smell in the air; something about it made her tingle. She took a few wobbly steps before a white dragon walked before her wearing a rather proud grin. A growl escaped her lips as they eyed each other up.

If the cage didn't separate us, he would be under my paws at this very moment!

Sirrac smirked as the dragoness growled before him. It was about time she had woken; he had worried that the dosage had been too much for her system. Her limits were yet another experiment that he would have to run on her. He could see the rage in her eyes and she was growling. So animalistic; so uncultured. "Don't try to speak," he said. "I've taken measures to ensure that you never speak without permission again. I'm sure that you're aware the Watcher Labs has succeeded in a much desired goal: making all of your kind the equivalent of fauna."

His smile widened as the growls grew louder. "Especially considering you were attempting to flee. I didn't expect that degree of planning, to tell you the truth. It was nice being able to capture you in the open without all those pesky laws. You see, my superiors have many questions and have designated me to answer them. Questions about you, your form, and your magic."

Crystal's growl continued as he spoke. His words made her question his motives. She had figured that all who were captured were simply killed. Maybe they could be saved!

She opened her mouth to comment only to find that her tongue fail to move. She tried to speak several more times then whimpered, defeated. What did he do to me!? A small chuckle made her growl again. When I get my paws on him....

Sirrac laughed, taking a thin phone from his pocket. "You wish to speak? I suppose, just once...for this introduction..."

There was a beep from the device and Crystal felt a warm heat flush through her throat and mouth. "Don't get used to it," the white dragon said, sitting back in his chair. "I doubt you'll ever talk again after today. Any words you wish to say, speak them now."

"What is that...? A-are the other dragons alive...? Why am I here?" Her own voice made Crystal feel a bit better. She could talk at least, but she was still at his mercy. She waited for his response as a sly smirk crossed his muzzle. "Why did you capture me?"

Sirrac got up, standing right in front of the cage, just out of Crystal's reach. "Why? Why not? You are a rare type of dragoness. As for killing the other dragons, why would you think that? Your kind are now a valued commodity, not to mention having hitherto untapped reserves of magic. The Labs want that magic and it leaks from dragons like a spring. You, being different, need to be tested."

His hand fluttered in the air and sparks flew from his fingers. "Trust me: I have a vested interest in learning more magic. The other dragons are fine --physically speaking. You might even meet them soon enough. Have you said your piece now?"

Crystal barely had a chance to reply as a cold feeling filled her throat, leaving her only with her feral voice. Suddenly, clamps snapped around her wrist and ankles, making her yelp. The dragon clicked a button and the cage opened. Her first reaction was to run but the clamps seemed to be held in place by some force, most likely magic. Looking up, she attempted to snap at him only for another ring to click around her neck, holding it and her head in place.

He grinned as she started moving against her will. She felt another set of rings placed on her tail as she exited the cage. "I designed these myself," Sirrac said, waving at the cuffs. They forced Crystal to take smooth steps until she was standing beside him, staring straight ahead and immobile. "A delightful fusion of magic and technology. I think you'll experience more of that soon enough. But come along..."

He walked out of the room, Crystal forced to follow just behind. She longed to strike; the anthro dragon's neck was right below her and he was walking as if he was perfectly safe. All it would take is one bite...

Crystal realised that he _was_perfectly safe. The rings didn't let her head move at all, let alone enough to bite. Her tail was equally restrained and her legs were being forced to walk with ruthless efficiency. There was nothing that she could do.

"Notice the keypads next to every door," Sirrac said, pointing them out. "Every room is locked from both sides with a code. Notice also the lack of windows. We are deep underground here. Even if the government knew we had you, they don't know that this place exists. Even if they knew that, there is no way that they could ever breach this facility. Not that they would try."

Crystal was led down the long hallway to a metal blast door with two guards on either side. As they approached, she started to pick up on the same scent she had smelled earlier, but it was stronger this time. The anthro nodded at the guards who nodded back, turning and placing two keys in the key pads. These were then turned and a long number code was punched in.

They stopped in front of the door as loud shifting and cranking noise could be heard. Then, slowly, the door began to open. Bright light spilled from underneath it and, as the door slid up to the ceiling, a large underground room was revealed. It was rather sparse, apart from a large white box in the very centre. The floor was made of large white squares of concrete that had large gaps between them, for what Crystal didn't know.

"Welcome to Test Chamber Four," Sirrac said. "Completely modular and again, of my own design. Close it." The last part was directed to the guards and as the feral and anthro dragons walked into the room, the heavy door closed behind them. "Another test subject I captured is already here. Perhaps you can smell her? Care to guess what the scent is?"

Crystal gasped at the room before her, rather large as her eyes were brought to the white box standing alone in centre of the room. It was only then that the scent hit her, strong enough to make her eyes water. His question was barely needed: this was where a female in heat resided. The smell made her snort; why was it so strong?

The white dragon seemed unaffected as they walked inside. Why did they need a female in heat? How did they even get one? Very few females even enter their heats at this time of year. Crystal herself still had a few months. A strong, nervous feeling filled her as they stopped.

"Magic is very useful here," murmured Sirrac, walking over a side of the cube. There was another keypad there and he tapped a long code into it. "Like, for instance, causing an oestrus state."

The panel beeped and an entire wall of the box descended into the ground. If Crystal had thought that the smell of hear was strong before, it was nothing to what it was now. Inside the cramped space was a silvery dragoness, covered in a clear, hard plastic that kept her immobile. Only her nose and sex were open to the air. Crystal gasped as she saw the dragoness's pussy; it was grossly swollen with a heat too powerful for nature, bright red and releasing those heady pheromones. A bucket like apparatus had been placed beneath her tail, catching the steady stream of juices that was falling from her sex.

Crystal saw her eyes flick towards them underneath the plastic and a muffle, almost inaudible whine sounded from her head. Sirrac smirked again, looking at Crystal's horrified face. "There are many tests to do and many ways to collect magical substances. This is but one, and one you may yourself become acquainted with."

Crystal was speechless, or would have been if she could talk. She watched as the female suddenly tensed and her pussy shuddered, the flow of juices increasing significantly.

Then without a word she moved towards the dragoness, her head lowered...

No... NO! But she couldn't do anything as she pressed her nose right into her drooling pussy and began nuzzling her.

The seemingly endless flow of her juices quickly began to cover Crystal's face, matting down the fine fur there. The smell of heat was too intense. She felt her own body begin to warm up as she was forced to breath nothing but that heady scent.

"Careful," Sirrac warned, the smile audible in his voice. "The heat curse can be contagious if you're not careful, especially if you drink her arousal."

The silver dragoness clenched again and another wave of juices covered Crystal's muzzle who clenched her jaws shut tightly. At least Sirrac didn't have control over that part of her.

Crystal's mind began to grow hazy. This was too much! Warmth continued to grow through her body. She couldn't breathe, the liquid filling her nostrils as the rings kept her there. She heard the female's whining as her pussy clenched again and again. She needed air, just one gasp...

Crystal opened her maw and almost instantly her head angled up. The female cried out as one thick splash of her juices filled Crystal's mouth, the rings finally allowing her to pull back, coughing at the intense taste.

She swallowed instinctively, getting the liquid out her mouth. Immediately, she wished she hadn't. The dragoness's juices seemed to burn on the way down and when they reached her stomach, the fire spread through her entire body. Crystal whined and thrashed against the rings holding her still while Sirrac laughed. Her mouth opened again and another splash of heat juices landing on her tongue.

"Oops," Sirrac laughed. "I guess you failed on that part. But who knows: just because the curse has transferred to everyone else this way, doesn't mean it will for you. My, that would be interesting."

Crystal whined. unable to get away. Every gasp of air was met with more of the female's fiery juices. She started to feel the burning sensation move through her body. She felt her lower abdomen become hot as her heart started pounding. A prickling sensation permeated from her womb through her canal and lips.

Her tail instinctively started to lift but with the hope of holding some of her pride she forced it down. The warmth, however, quickly started to intensify.

Sirrac watched the furred dragoness curiously. He could see her fighting to keep herself under control. He toyed with the device in his hands, the one that controlled the rings that were keeping her in place but he decided to see what would happen. The curse on the silver dragoness was doing what he had designed it to do. When there was another dragoness near her, the silver's fluid production sped into overdrive, even more than it already was. The need would become overpowering but the spurts of arousal weren't actually her orgasming. She wasn't allowed to do that; it ruined the magic.

The curse seemed to be affecting Crystal quickly. From his position behind her, Sirrac could see her pussy beginning to stand above the fur on her lower belly, becoming redder and more visible. He raised the device and began to record what was happening. For record-keeping purposes, of course. Crystal seemed to be struggling to keep her tail lowered. Smiling, Sirrac programmed the rings placed along that particular limb to rise into the air, curling it over her back.

Crystal started panting as her arousal began to build. The pussy in front of her suddenly didn't seem as appalling. Those thick, swollen lips, she wanted them, she... _What am I thinking?!_She pulled herself back to reality just in time for her tail to be forcibly curled over her head. She blushed and struggled but the rings once again prevailed.

"You know, it's interesting seeing you try to resist," Sirrac said, moving forwards a little. "The more you engage with her, the stronger the curse will bond with you. You will feel it more strongly and I might not even be able to remove it. Take the silver: she gave the previous dragoness rather enthusiastic oral sex when they met. That was about three months ago now. Sometimes I spend my evenings down here, trying to remove the curse but it hasn't worked so far.

"If you don't want to end up like her, I suggest you have a little self control. Otherwise, life could get very difficult. I rarely let my test subjects orgasm; it ruins the data, you see."

His words seemed to wake her enough to temporally close her maw. Crystal couldn't help but whine, missing that sweet taste...N-no, it's the curse, not me. Her thoughts focused on the inferno between her hinds. She hadn't noticed the buildup; her sex felt like a faucet as her arousal trickled down her leg. I have to resist...

A strong squirt splashed onto her muzzle, she needed it...she had to have it! Crystal opened her maw and gave a deep long lick up her cleft.

Sirrac sighed as he watched her give in. A pity; he had thought she would be able to resist at least a little longer. Crystal's tongue slithered across the silver scales in front of her, collecting the sweet juices before plunging into the dragoness's pussy. The whines from the silver grew louder as her walls gripped and rippled around Crystal's long tongue as it writhed within her, more of her arousal filling Crystal's muzzle by the mouthful.

She pressed forwards, trying to catch every drop that fell from the silver's sex. Crystal's face was soaking wet now but she didn't care. The dragoness's clenching and pulsing was getting irregular around her tongue, the muffled moans louder and more urgent. The silver dragoness seemed on the verge of cumming when Crystal felt a hard yank, pulling her tongue out of the dragoness's sex.

"I told you," Sirrac said. "I don't want her to cum."

Sirrac laughed again as he put his hand on Crystal's sex, watching the silver dragons thrash in her encasement. These ferals were so animalistic...

Crystal tried to jerk back into his touch, the silver's arousal dripping from her face. He could feel the warmth radiating from her sex. The curse worked very quickly and already the fur around her pussy was wet and matted with her sticky juices. "I doubt you'll ever leave your heat now," he sighed dramatically. "Ah well, I'll find a use for you."

He slipped a finger into her, just one finger. It must have felt wholly inadequate to Crystal, his tiny digit, but she squeezed around it, her juices covering it. "Now," Sirrac mused. "What to do with you?"

Crystal panted heavily. The one finger he had in her she could barely feel, but if she could just move... A long whine escaped her lips as she pushed back, struggling against her restraints. He's a male, he can mate me, help dampen this fire in me!

The though sent tremors through her as her sex tensed. She returned her gaze to the female in front of her, sadly out of reach. Her sex poured the translucent fluid, endlessly dripping into a bucket that was suspended in the air. She didn't know what she wanted more: to come or to eat out the swollen pussy before her...

Another whine filled the room followed by a chuckle from the anthro.

"You can feel it now, can't you?" he said softly, caressing those swollen lips with feather-light touches. "The need? Your own body turning against you, instinct coming to the forefront of your mind. That's the problem with you feral dragons; you're not far enough along the evolutionary ladder. Halfway between animal and person but not _quite_there..."

He added a second finger to her vent, watching her strain against the restraints holding her still. Sirrac knew that his scent would be affecting her; it was close enough to a feral male's smell that it would be driving her wild as she sought to sate her heat. He withdrew his soaked fingers, wiping them off on his coat.

"And that is why you are legally a test subject," Sirrac said, pressing a button to close the cube, locking the silver dragoness away and out of sight. "I can do anything now. Let's take you to your test."

Crystal whined as his fingers left her, and only seconds later watched as the silver female was once again hidden away. A small sliver of her mind still fought, still tried hopelessly to resist, but her unnatural lust and need was too powerful. She couldn't stop her instincts from taking over, whining helplessly in hope of being mated. She was suddenly moving again, her tail hiked as they exited the room.

They made their way down to the testing wing. The quick pace made Crystal own walls rub against one another, sending shocks of pleasure through her body. As they turned the final corner, she was shocked again at what she saw.

This was the testing centre all right.

Her mind reeled at the sights, scents and sounds in front of her. This room was even larger than the previous, a massive cavern that could easily have hit a stadium or two. There were more than two dozen dragons here, male and female but all feral. One or two of the dragonesses were in heat but every scent in the room was tinged with the musky smell of arousal.

There were a variety of things going on. The dragoness closest to Crystal was stepping gingerly over a long run of smooth blackness on the floor. Even as Crystal watched, one of her paws sunk into it and the blackness started flowing up her leg while two tentacles rose up behind her. A little beyond her, there was a male, tied on his back and fully erect. An anthro in a labcoat approached and put a thin gold ring on the tip of his cock. There was a fizzle of light and Crystal watched as his cock rapidly began to shrink. In moments, a wet slit had opened on the former male's belly and the cock shrunk even more until the newly made dragoness's clit was throbbing in the tight ring.

"Like what you see?" Sirrac said. He waved proudly out at the experiments taking place. "You're going over there."

Crystal, still unable to stop the rings, was led to an open plot. A few anthro scientists exchange words with the white dragon as she waited Her eyes wandered; most of the spaces she couldn't see, but whines, moans, and groans she definitely heard. Her nose started to pick up on the males; all were aroused and all could help this heat. I need them...!

She was snapped out of her lustful daydreams as she started to move, the anthro's smirk clearly visible.

Sirrac held the clipboard he had just been passed by one of his assistants. "These are all the recommended tests?" he asked them.

"Yes sir," the assistant replied, glancing at Crystal. "There's the egg composition, magical fluid extraction and the effect stored energy has on her magic."

Sirrac grunted. "So she going to be fucked, teased and denied. Wonderful. And those were requested from above?" The assistant nodded and Sirrac sighed. "I guess my own experiments come second then."

He handed the clipboard back and turned to Crystal. "Well, well, my new furred friend. Since you've been so compliant, maybe you can choose what you do first. You can be bred by another dragon, teased while all of your juices are collected or brought to the edge of an orgasm permanently for the foreseeable future. Option 1, 2 or 3? Blink to choose."

Crystal looked at him, three choices, she had to do all three...at some point.

Being bred seemed good: a male pounding her, filling her with seed. But she would have to endure an unknown amount of time without an orgasm, two trials like that back to back... No, she needed a male!

Crystal looked up and blinked once. Once was for the male...

A smile spread across Sirrac's face. It was not a comforting expression to Crystal. "You saw her," he told the assistant. "Go inform Sels that I will need her charge. And get invention 23A-7. I think it will be useful in this case."

Crystal's heart leaped as she heard the words. She would get her overpowering heat sated at least! It seemed like an eternity since she had gotten the curse and all she wanted was a male beneath her tail. She trembled in anticipation, her sex dripping and making a small puddle on the floor. Sirrac didn't fail to notice.

The assistant hurried back, walking quickly. "Sels has been informed sir. She said that she'll bring him over immediately. And I got this..."

Crystal saw him drop a tiny silver ring into his hand. Sirrac held it up for her to see. "I think this might be a good edition to your sex. You see, it's enchanted and when placed around your clit, it ensures that no orgasm can be reached. There are other side effects, like intense arousal and increased sensitivity but your heat will take care of that." That evil smile returned. "Would you like me to give you this ring?"

Crystal went wide eyed. No, I want to cum! He waited and Crystal tried to shake her head, but it wouldn't move. She tried to talk, but her tongue wouldn't work.

"Looks like she wants you to choose," a worker commented with a smile. Crystal whined, trying to say no somehow, but she couldn't, not in any definite way. She looked up to see a smile on his lips, one that filled her with dread.

"Well, it makes sense to test it as much as possible," he said smoothly. "After all, it was only just made. We have to be sure it isn't defective."

Crystal whined loudly at the words, thrashing ineffectually against the rings holder her there. Sirrac disappeared from her field of view, walking behind her. The attendant followed, an interested expression on their face.

She knew it was coming but Crystal couldn't help squeezing her eyes shut and moaning loudly as she felt a soft touch her to clit, a finger gently stroking it. Her sex pulsed needily as the finger circled the sensitive nub. She arched into the touch, unable to stop herself. The touch of cool metal was a shock against such a sensitive place and she quivered as Sirrac pushed the tiny circle of enchanted metal down her clitoris. Crystal groaned as it reached the base of her clit, then yelped as it tightened considerably, ensuring that it wouldn't fall off.

Somehow, it made her heat worse. Her clit was now standing clear of its little hood and she could feel it throbbing powerfully in the air. Sirrac though it looked rather good on her; the ring was almost hidden in her wet sex, only a slight glint of silver visible.

Crystal cried out. She couldn't be denied but if the ring did as he said...

He walked out back into view, amusement in his eyes as his attention was drawn to something she could not see. She whined again, louder, hoping he would take it off. She felt every throb of her clit, which was painfully erect, and her pussy clenched repeatedly on its own.

"Here he is sir. With the improvement made to them both, she should be fully gravid shortly after insemination." The words made her shudder: she was going to be bred, and have eggs!

"Good, good," Sirrac said. "She should be ready to lay two hours after the breeding."

Crystal's eyes widened. Two hours? That's impossible, she thought wildly. Another scent was coming closer, this one a male's and it was hot with arousal. The smell sent a thrill racing down Crystal's spine, right to her sex and her clit throbbed all the harder.

"What did Sels say?" Sirrac continued to someone out of Crystal's sight. "Does she want her dragon to orgasm or not? I only need his seed, not his climax. I'm very good at separating the two."

"Just his seed, but the mating must be natural to prevent any magic interference," the other man laughed. "I see her clit ring, barely. What did you do to her to make her sex like that? Well, I think we are on the same page: he will 'cum' but not feel any relief."

They both chuckled and after a few moments she felt a weight fall onto her back.

"Now, unless you want another six months of denial, you better do your job, male!"

That was all the warning she got before his member plunged into her.

Crystal's cry burst from her muzzle, animalistic in its sound and intensity. The feeling of suddenly being spread so wide and deep by the cock made her breathing freeze. Her sex clenched down tightly and instinctively. The male on her back whined and began to thrust quickly, slamming into her with all of the force he could muster. Crystal's heat mind was going crazy but she had enough control to feel embarrassed. Sirrac and a few others were standing in front of her, watching the mating impassively.

His cock rubbing along her heated walls would have quickly driven Crystal to her orgasm quickly but at the end of every thrust, the male would grind powerfully against her swollen clit. She moaned and panted, feeling her walls quiver as her climax was about to hit...

Her mouth fell open in an explosive gasp as the air that she had been holding was let out. She couldn't cum! There was tingle around her sex and the need kept growing and growing but the merciful release of her frustration and heat just wasn't arriving.

Crystal felt his pace increase, his thrust become more and more random. No, he was close and she hadn't cum! Every thrust made the pressure build further and further as whimpers escaped her lips. She was far past the edge but her sex held back.

The male hilted her and howled as his cock started throbbing. No...NO, not yet, I need to cum, I need relief... But it never came. She fought the rings whining in lust and denial, her womb quickly filling as the white anthro rubbed her muzzle.

"Good boy, behave for another week and I will consider letting you cum." The male let out a soft whine as he pulled out, leaving her empty but her insides tingling.

The heat of his seed quickly dulled inside her but it didn't stop Crystal whining and thrusting back as much as she could. It didn't help; the male was gone. He was walked around Crystal's head, whimpering quietly and she could see his cock. It was still fully erect and bobbing with his heartbeat. Drips of their combined juices landed on the floor and she remembered that he hadn't orgasmed either, not really.

"Well," Sirrac said, watching her watch the male dragon leave. "That's that. I'm sure you'll feel the eggs start growing any minute now. It should be an interesting sensation, especially in the middle of a heat like yours." He checked a watch. "Don't worry; I'll be back in a couple of hours or so to check how you're doing."

With that, he walked away, leaving Crystal with her unsated heat and the feeling of seed slowly dripping from her lower lips.

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Crystal was panting heavily. Every breath was harder to make, at least now that she was heavy with eggs...

True to Sirrac's word, she felt the warmth and pressure as the eggs quickly began to grow, and as minutes passed, she felt her abdomen slowly lower closer to the ground. But the worse part was the added heat. Females weren't supposed to be in heat while pregnant and the pressure in her womb was driving her mad, her lust flowing generously from her lower lips as she heard footsteps, a familiar face walking back into view. She gave a quiet whimper.

"My my," Sirrac murmured, running a hand along her belly. "You're very far along. You'll probably lay in the next few minutes. It's a good thing I came back early."

Sometimes the effectiveness of his own spells surprised him. His hand traced one of round hard shapes distending her belly before he looked at the floor. It looked like a minor pipe had burst inside Crystal; the steady flow of her arousal had made a sizable puddle on the floor. He smiled; when it came to collect those fluids, she would do excellently.

Crystal whined in humiliation as he continued stroking her fur. His simple touch was enough to make her shudder, but in one moment, a sharp, pounding pain erupted from deep within her sex. She had never laid eggs but had heard that instincts would do most of the work. But, to her horror, the rings repositioned her so that her chest was to the ground in a mating position. She would have to fight gravity. Her sex spasmed hard as the first egg pushed against her cervix, her muscles pushing with everything she had as she managed to get it within her canal.

"Wouldn't want this to be too easy," Sirrac said, putting the phone back in his pocket. "You there! Bring over the padded boxes; we'll need to transport these to the hatchery as soon as she's done laying them."

Crystal couldn't concentrate on Sirrac or whatever else was going on around her. Her sex seemed tighter because of the heat and she was struggling to make the egg move at all. It didn't help that gravity was against her. Groaning and tensing her sex rhythmically, she managed to get the egg moving. The pain had dulled to a mild discomfort and the intense stretching sensation was starting to get to her. Her heat sharpened any pleasure while dulling any pain so as the tip of the egg reached her entrance, Crystal's clit was throbbing hard again.

A moan escaped her lips. With the recent denial, the egg filling her seem to trick her body into a state of lust as her muscles suddenly began to milk the orb as if it were a male cock. Her pride was ruined as she heard comments from behind her, a small crowd watching her lay. With one last strong push, she felt the first egg slip from her wet lips and into the box with a muffled thump. The intense sensation pushed her to the edge of a climax, but like last time, she wasn't able to get off. She whined, shaking in need as the next egg started to make its way to her canal.

Egg after egg stretched her sex until the last egg was far less difficult to push out. Crystal lay seven eggs in all, each being caught before it could fall from her pussy and each making her quake and moan in denial. It felt impossible that she could be _this_horny without orgasming. She felt that it the ring was taken off, she would spontaneously cum. Her clit felt like it has tripled in size behind her and her pussy was gaping open lewdly.

"Seven eggs," Sirrac said, making sure that last was packed neatly away. "Impressive for a first clutch. Don't worry. If we find a use for your eggs, you'll probably get up to ten a clutch. Fifteen's the record around here, but that was more of a curse than nature."

Crystal shuddered, her muscles aching. She couldn't imagine 10 eggs, let alone 15...

She watched the dragon type an email out, presumably to his boss. She wanted the ring off, she wanted to cum, but she knew that she had at least two more trials before she could have any sort of break. Maybe after that she could cum...