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Adram walked the halls as they emptied out once more in the opposite direction of his destination, most everyone wanting to go home for the weekend now that the Spring semester is truly started, and their mid-semester vacation was weeks away. Clubs and sports practice split from the crowds as well, letting him blend in as he made for the classroom he had spent a semester learning about dragon biology and sexual education... This semester he was in the second half of those lessons on the second floor of the school, but he knew that the first classroom was where he started his string of "projects" to show just what he learned in school on his own time. He even had to come back every so often to help in the first semester project assistance as part of his "punishment" by principle Firescale during his free period, reminding him indirectly of his success.

The marker of the classroom was merely SE101, southeast classroom 101, but due to the subject matter held for more than half the day in it, even the less kinky teens snickered and called it Sex Ed 101. Mrs. Winterfeet had left the school for what may be the rest of the semester, but they still had to teach the students the rules of safety and egg making, leaving them with a lovely substitute for at least a couple months if not until summer break. The lovely looking Ms Moonlake, shades of blue and black hair, taken over for the white furred dragon, the first project a major success and an A in the final.

He knocked on the door to see if Ms Moonlake was like Mrs. Winterfeet, working alone in the quiet of the class instead of the teacher lounge. It was a calculated risk to put forth another project now, since he was supposed to report to the principle in a couple weeks to show he hadn't been making extra credit reports with other students... But it had been long enough that it shouldn't be a problem hiding this new project under his biology exam.

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The blue and turquoise dragoness had been commissioned for a part-time, longer term assignment at the highschool to cover maternity leave for one of the teachers. She couldn't tell if it was irony or fate that it was the sex-ed teacher tending chicks of her own. She, of course, had no idea who the father really was or the circumstances surrounding their conception; starting a family wasn't anything off the wall of course. Hell, she might be looking to start one with her fiancé in the not-too-distant future herself!

The feral female combed a paw through her obsidian colored mane, the sea dragoness' webbed paws making the action exceptionally simple as she sat fussing over papers. Grading wasn't the problem, it was trying to constantly wrangle young giggly teens and keep their attention on the subject matter. The attractive female let off a soft sigh, leaning back to stretch out some with a wide yawn. At least she understood why the material was so drab now; any opportunity for innuendo was magnified a hundred fold in the presence of horny high schoolers.

Her ear frills perked at the sound of the knock, the dressed dragoness shifting to a posture more acceptable for company.

"Yes?" The obsidian scaled drake poked his head in. She was still getting used to all the faces but he didn't look like one of her students. "Afternoon sir, can I help you?" Most of her one-piece feral white attire was hidden behind the desk but he could still see the vibrant purple stockings that she wore on her forelimbs. The ones on her hind limbs were completely obscured but both matched the color her violet chest plates.

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Adram smiled and walked into the room, now knowing the teacher had a similar habit to the one she had replaced temporarily in the school. His obsidian scales glinted in the light slightly as he let the door close itself, where his tail made sure that it latched by pulling on the door handle as he approached Ms Moonlake. His emerald eyes scanned over the papers, then the white dress she wore that he could see before he spoke up. The lovely blue and turquoise went well with the purple of her stockings and chest plates, drawing his eyes away for a moment.

"Hi Ms Moonlake. I am Adrammalech, Just coming by and checking in on the projects since I am still stuck on assistant duties for the classroom. They wanted me to do so even with Mrs. Winterfeet gone and help with grading or projects that needed to finish." He tried to act like a studious sort, that just so happened to be assigned the duty. He approached the desk and looked down at the papers again, mentally turning the pages around so he could read some of them... It seemed there were still as many jokes made in writing as when he had goaded the furred dragoness who she replaced into some eggs for his alternate assignment. "...I take it 'Unf Unf Unf' and a picture of a dragoness spreading by sketch is an F. I believe I know that one, I tried to tell him about contraceptives for an alternate project, though I could only tell him about the cut and dry egg prevention measures a male gets."

He sat down across the desk from Ms Moonlake with a smile, mentally undressing her to think on what sort of beauty she was without the dress on... Considering what he had been told by a couple of the posing sports drakes, heat season was coming around for most of the ladies, and they started speaking of how they would be railing the cheer leaders. Such gung-ho language for those that likely didn't think about the more mature teachers they could breed with instead. "Biology has been a bit more interesting, we have been getting into hormones and pheromones this week, less dirty pictures and more brain teasers."

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The lovely lady smiled, resting her folded paws on the desk's edge as the young male made himself and his purpose known. She'd been a substitute teacher for several years already and, while teenagers were a pawful, teenagers in this particular subject were certainly the worst. Old enough to know how to skirt around their responsibilities but still young enough not to know, or perhaps care, about the consequences of their actions.

The aquatic dragoness chuckled softly at Adrammalech's description of the picture. "Yes. While I do try to give students the benefit of the doubt; I've been in your place- this is not acceptable as an answer." Catching up to his reason for showing up, she shifted, filtering through the papers, collecting those from her third period class and spun them around. "Well, if you're here to help me get to the weekend a little sooner, why don't you start with those. Use this cheat sheet and just go through them if you would." She hummed with a disarming smile.

The onyx scaled drake was at least a pleasant addition to the afterschool activity, interested in small talk and more genuinely interested in his topics than most. She was fairly used to the students either being too shy to raise their paw or two rowdy to do anything but make slights on the topic. Honestly, she wished she knew more about the subject herself. There was so much to the whole game of mating and reproduction she didn't know and had learned herself here. He seemed genuinely curious and she appreciated it.

"So Adrammalech. I do have to ask. What did you do to get sent to my classroom after school anyway? I know you're not here just because you want to be." She smirked, looking up over the rim of the spectacles she'd donned earlier before resuming her work.

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Adram looked through the first couple of papers and started making a note or two in the side margins since he already knew some of the material, and some that wasn't covered in the material the books had. A red pen was easy to come by to make corrections for grammar and lack of reasoning for something, finishing up a couple papers within a few minutes before Ms Moonlake looked up to him, inquiring of his crime. He set down the pen to think before answering, and his maw opened before his voice had come out.

"I had collected the pictures of the cheerleaders at school during a rally or two. You would be surprised how many don't wear anything to cover their undertails, so they are having me relearn by reading other student's papers." The obsidian drake set his head on his paws, looking up with his tongue sticking out. The smile made him wonder if she was one to experiment... But he had to be careful with how he treaded with whether Ms Moonlake would be one to allow extra credit to be given to the horny teen. "I would rather continue my project on the proper use of Egg Prevention and the results of their failure. I bet there are more than condoms to keep a clutch out of an unplanned mating."

Adram's tail circled around, where the desk had a small opening near the center to allow legs to stick through and pencils to retreat under. A slight stroke to her dress was the first experimental touch, running it past her hind leg and up her thigh, though he didn't bother trying to get under the white fabric yet. If she told him off, he could easily explain it as having a mind of its own... Hopefully.

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The older woman couldn't help but smirk a little at his admission. Boys will be boys she supposed. Though honestly, it was the girls that they had to watch out for. Uncomfortably teasing the drakes like that at- especially at this age! It was little wonder a curious young male would slip by to take a look.

"Heh, I've done that." She admitted offhandedly without thinking. She noticed his look first, distracting her from really considering his tail under the desk. "I mean, I've gone to school without undergarments." He just continued to watch her. "It was a long time ago, don't judge me." She added playfully.

"It's usually from something stupid like a dare or a clique doing it. And some girls just like to take risks and be naughty." She shrugged, flipping over her current page to move on to the next. "Sometimes it's a comfort thing too; it can be downright distracting wearing something over your sensitive bits while in heat. I did it for all three." Hmmm... maybe she should stop talking about her _personal_experiences.

"Well... You said you had a project right?" She inquired, trying to change the subject to something, perhaps, less awkward. "Maybe I can help." Her smile was light and genuine. "I'm not Mrs. Winterfeet when it comes to knowledge but I've been around the block enough times to give you some advice." She paused to shift, opening the lower drawer on her desk. She didn't think much about the brush against her dress still.

"Condoms are good but being on birth control is better." She said, fishing out a little plastic flip case, reading the top to be sure she had the right one and placed it on the desk, sliding it toward the student. "There are different kinds with different effects. Depending on biology and the longevity you want to peruse, your lady will find what's right for her."

"These-" She continued, prying the case open and revealing the array of little blue pills. "-are shorter term but effective. They trick my body into thinking I'm already pregnant and, therefore, I don't go into heat. No need for a scent pad, no need to feel squirmy or uncomfortable and, when my mate and I are ready to do what Winterfeet did, I just stay off of them for a month or so and its back to babbymaking."

Her demeanor was casual and refreshing, her folded paws giving the young buck an opportunity to ask questions.

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His silence while she spoke of her own teenage antics just made the obsidian drake's smile larger. It seemed that he wasn't the only one that found some fun in the learning of the act... His tail involuntarily twitched when she spoke of doing it to take risks. So far, he was one to take risks as well, though the failures weren't growing in his belly or taking his time. His emerald eyes glanced down to her forepaws as she sifted through her own items in the desk to innocently help with his project. So far, two A grade clutches were in his report card for breeding, though now she spoke of something that was closer to what he was now learning in biology. But, no need to let her know about that.

The teen blinked at the blue, tiny pills and tried to wrap his brain around how that stopped the horny ones like himself from breeding lovely teachers like her on a regular basis, almost puffing up in some minor offense that they needed such things to prevent a better set of genetics from winning out... Hm...He remembered, actually, Mrs Firescale spoke of it briefly in a list of preventive items before he figured out her own plug and how to get rid of it. Surely there was something he could try to beat this one.

"So... One of these every so often keeps you from getting gravid? That is an amazing pill." He taken one foil covered set and looked it over closely. The packaging certainly kept it from being tampered without the act being noticed. He considered his options to see if there was a way to tamper with the stuff, especially if he wanted to try it out on her first... His eyes unfocused a moment before he accidentally dropped the foil wrap, where the silvery packet bounced off his tail and under the desk. "Oops, got it."

His head disappeared under the desk, then his forepaws as he shifted to retrieve the package. That was where he got to see the dress in a much more familiar angle from his camera. One paw snatched up the pills, though as he stayed under the desk, he taken the chance to take a sniff right at the edge of her skirt... With no heat scent he at least confirmed she was on it. "Ah... I am curious. I could smell some of the girls on their way out today. I was just wondering if you could show me a bit of this in action?" His emerald eyes gazed up expectantly to Ms Moonlake as if he needed a visual demonstration of the drug. His chin brushed against her hind leg, clothed in purple, in an almost cute way to see if she would consent... If he could get her to reveal herself just right, he could at least slip her slope a little more until he got the test he wanted.

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You have no idea. She thought with a slight smirk at his comment of amazingness. It was nice to be able to have sex without needing to worry about the repercussions. The substitute let the curious teen examine her pills, clumsily it seemed... The older woman didn't even think anything of the youthful drake dipping under the desk to retrieve them, tilting her head back down to resume grading.

She was only listening with half an ear as he spoke. The teacher might not be in heat but there was still the alluring aroma of _female_that he could enjoy to a lesser degree. He was no expert but that might even be a taste of arousal on the air too. She leaned back and chuckled softly, looking down her front at the adorable young male with a smile.

If she been a longer term teacher at the school, she might have been more prone to caution around frisky teens. But, as it was, grading sexual education papers for an hour had gotten her a little hot and a break to help, what appeared to be, a genuinely interested student might help her relax a little.

"It is getting to that time of year my dear, smart girls will be on birth control like this or wear a scent pad not to drive you boys crazy. But some of them will just be frisky." She paused to pat and pet his head, holding her paw out to retrieve the silver-backed package from the youth. "Well what do you want to see? I AM about due to take another one but watching a teacher swallow a pill isn't exactly exciting." She chuckled.

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Adram went for the cute look when she pet his head from over his prone position. A genuine smile broke with a short purr regarding her scent and her endearing pat to the teenager's head. He didn't mind a little love from a female, even as he was working to trick them into a clutch. He heard her speak of being due to take another soon...

"Well, if you are on it regularly, I am a bit pent up from smelling the girls all day. I know what a girl in heat smells like intimately." He didn't care to explain why he knew it so well, but his snout disappeared under her skirt to lift it up, but not reveal anything to his prying eyes just yet, instead just breathing in her scent while his eyes looked up at Ms Moonlake's beauty from below. "If it is safe enough, may I get a bit of an example of how this works? I don't really want to be asking that of my own age... As much as I think they would show and tell for the fun of it, they would spread rumors all over about my curiosity." He worked that angle of why to see if she would allow him to see. To taste. To rut and find if her body would still allow him an opportunity to grade that egg prevention with an F...

Of course, he would have to get a better position to start that last task. Being underneath a desk kept him from enjoying more than a few pets of his hemipenes that hardened with her lovely scent in his nose. He wiggled his way out from under the desk, rolling over and shifting a couple inches until he was nearly stuck in the hole of the teaching furniture and right under her skirt... All according to some made up plan. "Ah, I should have gone the other way. Hold on..." He curled up a bit to rub his snout closely against her belly, his world turned white with fabric until she either stood up or he found his exit the other way.

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Her light demeanor tensed a little as his snout slipped under her dress- not far enough to get at anything untoward but certainly in a way that was not exactly kosher with the school board. The thought of him _smelling_her in her current state made her flush slightly with warm. Which, of course, only made her scent stronger; if only marginally so.

"I... uh..." She began, still trying to suss out the meaning of his query. It seemed innocent enough but what did he mean 'if it was safe enough'? Surely he didn't mean...

The older woman shifted a little as the young male wiggled about, trying to free himself from below her desk. Her motion gave him a brief glimpse of her undertail. Apparently when she said she'd gone to school without panties, she wasn't talking just about her teenage years. Oh those lovely skin-tight stockings went nearly all the way up her thighs but the area between them was beautifully bare. There might have even been a hint of flushed pinkness too but the view was too brief to really tell.

By the time the student had freed himself and returned from his prone position, there was definitely a bit of pinkness beneath her glasses upon those turquoise cheeks though.

"I mean. I wouldn't start rumors about your curiosity Adrammalech, it's a wonderful trait to nourish." She smiled, not sure what to do about this situation. It didn't help that she found herself looking him over, stopping herself short of being awkward.

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The obsidian drake nearly went and licked her as she was shifting when he caught the glimpse of a bare vent, not in heat but only due to the little blue pill she shown him earlier. It taken him a moment longer to shuffle out, but by the time he did he was able to roll over and correct his paws to stand up again. The tent in his pants was a bit more pronounced now with how it stretched the material with not one, but two poles keeping him pressed for being decent in the room.

"Well, you said that the egg control works to ensure you don't get eggs. I just want a close look of how it works, and how I might notice if one is getting off the egg control. A bit of a demonstration wouldn't hurt too, since you are safe from a clutch. Right?" He approached and gave her snout a lick, then another over neck. He was careful with how he added in the touch of a forepaw raising her skirt by petting her hind leg again, knowing that the only thing that kept him from breeding her was an item that was small enough to forget about if not in plain sight.

He tried to let her know she was in good company in the underwear department at that point, where the sound of a zipper let her know he had opened his fly enough to let her see the two hard, pink hemipenes that he offered her to demonstrate the effective use of her own brand of egg prevention. The barbs were easily visible if she were to look down at them, though his own attention was more in line with getting another look at her undertail before he tried to sink one of his twin spears into her.

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Despite their difference in age, he was only a little smaller than she, the young male growing out quite nicely. Given another few years he'd make a fine stallion indeed. But this wasn't a few years later for the engaged hen. It was now. Here. Right here. Having some young buck glaze his tongue against her snout.

She shied away but he just took that as an opportunity to lick her neck instead sending a rush of fiendish thoughts through her mind. Her cheeks warmed brighter as he so casually engaged her in the idea of having sex with a student. She was sure he didn't mean anything by it, he was just a randy young drake forced to spend long hours in the company of subtly arousing girls.

Problem was, he was pushing her buttons and not in a bad way...

Oh she wanted to be a faithful lover to her mate but feeling his warm paw sliding up her thigh, caressing the fabric of her stockings, sliding ever closer to her bare nethers... It stopped short of going too far- or at least that's what she thought at first until her ears perked, eyes flicking lower to the source of the sound between his legs.

He didn't seem at all bothered pulling those twin spires out into the open, no wrong or right to him, just a spur of the moment relief to be out of those straining pants. Her heartbeat was already thundering in her ears as she tried to think of a way to diffuse the situation.

"Ahh... I guess... the only way to really know if a girl is on birth control is to ask her." She spoke, answering his posed question. "Unless they seem willing to let you mate them without any other protection..." She huffed. Adram knew that wasn't strictly true already of course. Mrs. Firescale had been willing to let the frisky teen mount her without any other protection and her midsection was currently bearing the price of that decision.

"W-well... yes... I'm safe from a clutch. I won't naturally release eggs while taking the pills..." She huffed. Ms. Moonlake still hadn't stopped him which gave the obsidian drake time to mull over her comment. She seemed receptive to his advances so far too. Three for three; could his luck hold out that well?

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"Hm? It is as simple as asking? I can only think of how many on both sides would have a trick to say they are safe, while not actually being so. I at least have proof of it in hand right now..." Adram's paw stroked further, over her tail and then, if she didn't pull away, he grazed over the nethers of her undertail with a talon, teasing her with his paw while licking her neck a few more times. He considered what she spoke of regarding how hers already worked... She didn't naturally release eggs, but a comment from Mrs. Firescale before reminded him that his own hemipenes were a rarity, especially with the soft barbs able to stimulate a hen.

"Well, how about a show of how it works then, since we know you won't be ready to lay? The books don't talk much on the egg prevention you use." He removed his paw from her undertail, only to use it to stroke his shafts in front of her. His pink spears were ready to give the teacher a lesson he only learned in the last few weeks thanks to the principle, and we was all for experimenting if he was able to defeat what sounded like a female's sure fire method of halting eggs short of not committing to the act in the first place. His breath warmed her neck as he licked those blue and turquoise scales once more, goading her close enough to experiment for herself as well. "What do you say? It can't hurt if it is only once for a curious student."

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The older female fidgeted slightly. She shouldn't be letting this young teen touch her like that, but his fine paws grazing across he soft hide made the frisky female shiver lustfully. She was no stranger to those naughty stories of teachers and students; usually schoolgirl's doing _things_with their teacher but this was making her hot. Her black mane fluffed up slightly, ears perking as she heard more than saw him rubbing himself so casually in front of her like that.

Gawds, why did that make her so hot... She couldn't stop her eyes from shifting, looking at his exposed twins in a side long glance from behind her spectacles. He was just going to do it, right here? She huffed, knowing full well how wrong and dangerous that idea was. But it didn't stop the married hen from clenching in heated excitement. Her mind raced with doubt, some small voice in the back of her mind trying to remind her of all the reasons she shouldn't do this.

But it was the little blue pills on her desk that reminded her that she could do this... if she wanted to. No harm, no one would have to know, just do something you've fantasized about and move on... She was only a substitute and he wasn't even in her class, not like she'd have to see him every day or anything. It seemed like hours before she'd come to a conclusion, slowly talking herself into making bad decisions when, in reality, the horny teen had hardly massaged a dollop of precum from those frisky tips before she'd made up her mind.

"I suppose a little after hours lesion wouldn't hurt." She agreed at length with a slight lick of her dry lips.

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"Mmm, practical lessons are my favorite." The obsidian scaled teen admitted to Ms Moonlake, licking her neck in some appreciation. He would certainly enjoy trying to surpass her blue pill under her blue tail to make some black and blue chicks and prove his barbed hemipenes had nothing they couldn't get around in order to breed. He shifted slightly, giving her the opportunity to move to any of the desks of the room to get comfortable, though conveniently he blocked the view of the door now to ensure she didn't think of leaving instead.

"Hmm... I know. How about you lay on your side?" He asked, patting the teacher's desk as an invitation. He still had to get rid of her pills after all... His sleight of hand allowed the tests to be set on the foil package silently with his tail, outwardly sorting them and cleaning the desk up so there wouldn't be any evidence as to how his project went that day. And if she conveniently forgot about them, he could always pocket them as a trophy alongside any pictures he was able to take after they were done. His smile spread across his black scaled face in the thoughts of how many good angles there would be in such a position.

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The young drake cleaned up her desk without question, removing the papers and packages until there was a large spot for the feisty female to sprawl out on. His encouragement made her cheeks flush. She could still back down- came that little voice in the back of her mind even as she climb up on the desk. His firm paws helped his teacher up off her paws, rolling his teacher away so she lay full out in a delightfully exposed position with her belly toward him. There would be no hiding what they were doing if someone else were to wander in.

But that risk just made her blood run hotter, those fine haunches resting on the surface, the sea dragoness' feminine thighs resting there atop one another and tail dangling off the end of the desk. That pretty dress lay over her hips, teasingly hiding the object of desire from his eyes. Just knowing what lay between those curvy child-bearing hips would make his arousal jump excitedly.

She was gorgeously attractive in this position, her mane falling over one eye and looking so apprehensive yet lustful. A forepaw gripped the far end of the desk as she curled that long neck back to watch him, still cautious if a little forgetful of both her vows and the egg prevention pills he'd sneakily stolen away. The last one she'd taken was still in effect but it had begun waning giving the young male the perfect opportunity to test it.

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"Hmm... So with how egg prevention works, you wouldn't show or smell any different..." Adram purred his delightfully naughty observations as he shifted closer to pet over the cerulean scales of his temporary teacher, his snout once again getting close to her skirt edges to take in her aroused scent. His teenage curiosity and lust mixed together to hide his intent long enough for him to lick over her tail and scoot that fabric up over her hips when he nuzzled against her tail base in pure appreciation of her lovely form.

His breath crossed her nether lips, warming and cooling them as he made a few last adjustments to the skirt and play with the stockings she wore, yet not a shred of fabric now hid her most intimate of places to the lusty teen bent on testing the limits of her personal choice of egg prevention. A claw helped spread her vent to his emerald eyes as he worked to memorize her now, for a pop quiz of her condition later.

"Hm... I certainly am enjoying this 'eggless' bit of fun so far..." He said with a tinge of excitement in his voice, all before he pressed his snout against her lower lips to provide it a lewd kiss. A little wetness spread over her outer scales before his tongue sank in a couple inches to taste what a hen was before she was ready, yet in the act he worked to make her wet enough to more comfortably take the barbs he was going to use to scratch a clutch out of her.

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She huffed again as he commented on her scent, sliding her dress up to more fully expose her gender. Knowing this young male was looking at her in a way few others had ever had a chance to made her hot under the collar, tickling her senses in the most carnal of ways. Her webbed toes flexed a little at feeling his breath tickling her neither, her hinds pulling up some which only further exposed the substitute in a small but delightful way.

"It depends on which kind you take. Being that this kind fakes being pregnant, there might be some other sorts of pheromones present." A soft huff escaped her pretty muzzle as he touched her, prying her candy pink vent open enough for those naughty eyes to take a look at his teacher's naked vent.

The sea dragoness was soft and smooth, slick and streamlined. And that silky smoothness seemed to extend to her insides as well; her glossy folds so deliciously inviting that he decided to invite himself in. The kiss between his talons made her gasp and clench, his dark snout casually wedging up against her sex and casually stepping past that student-teacher boundary as his tongue entered her. It took a bit of effort to push past those naturally clenching walls but, once he was inside, feeling up those juicy pussy folds with that curious oral organ was nothing but pure gold.

She didn't have the same scent as either of the previous two facility members but she had her own unique flavor. Whether that was her arousal, the faux pregnancy or some combination of both would remain unanswered, but that didn't make getting her wet a difficult or unfulfilling task.

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The obsidian scaled teen was surprised at the taste, but more how tight her walls were against his tongue, and how smooth they were compared to the slightly rougher texture of especially Mrs. Firescale before... It was going to be a pleasure prying her open around his barbs, with or without the results he was looking for. To make sure she was ready, he tended her with his tongue for a full minute before he pulled his tongue out with a wet slurp. With his tongue free, he savored what her flavor meant now in consideration for later.

"Mmmph, pheromones were something we were talking in biology." He casually spoke as if what they were doing was nothing stranger than a bit of research. His forepaws stepped over either side of her laying form as he shifted forward to bring his spears to her own wet vent. There he noted already when his barbed tips failed to bite in that those not in heat were certainly a little harder to just press into... A careful claw helped with the problem, however, ensuring that the violet scales around her cerulean netherlips didn't get too messy with pre by instead sinking into her lovely pink tunnel.

"Oooh, but even without risk it feels good." He commented over her, nuzzling her neck as he slipped in. The sea dragoness' tightness before around his tongue made him think she had some control over her own body... But as he dove inch after inch of his right hemipene into her depths, he fathomed a few different prospects included her closed legged pose helped it along. He huffed in pleasure already when his first stroke only went half way before he tugged his hips back to scratch at her sensitive insides and get a little more force for the rest of him to sink in. The twin wasn't left out, however, it slipping between her legs to let her know how deep the teen could get when he finally pressed against her undertail after a couple testing thrusts.

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The feel of his tongue caressing the curve of her sex on its way out made her shiver slightly, the moisture from that intimate kiss making her nether lips glitter beautifully. A soft exhale escaped her lips, the elder female coming down off a sinful high only to be put on the fast track toward another. He was an attractive stud and watching that strong, youthful body move to mount her made her heart skip a beat. Those primed twins were brought to bear against her naked vent.

This was her last chance to object, last chance to remain faithful to her husband. She could excuse a moment of weakness at having a student's tongue inside her but after this... Mmpfh... too late. There was no redeeming this now as she felt the paw on her hip hold her steady as he began feeding that fat engorged prick in between her soft, delicate pussy lips. Pink flesh met pink flesh as the two bodies molded around one another, the young teen squeeeezing into his teacher's bare sex.

It was just a few inches at first, followed by an alarmingly stimulating sensation as he rocked himself within her, testing the waters of her delicate folds with that barbed mast before easing it in a bit further and doing it again. That greedy log of cockflesh got to scrape across her entire channel in the process before pressing himself up against those fine sprawling feral hips of hers. With tail pushed up one way and her stocking clad thighs the other, the wicked drake was able to bottom out within the sea-hen's comfy little channel.

Fuck that felt amazing... Way better than it had any right to feel... Not that she was complaining, the big girl appreciating the moment of respite as the horny teen just rest there for a moment, fully lodged under her tail like that.

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Adram shivered at how her smooth walls didn't let up in their tightness, but still let him glide in and out for the few thrusts he was able to get so far. Now that he had dove as far as he could, he shifted to let those barbs dig in and look around for her gate to her egg chamber, likely sealed due to her fake pregnancy hormones she spoke of earlier. If nothing else, he let her feel the stimulating bits search for him so he could get a good idea for later. The way she sat allowed him to stand slightly to look at the lewd O of her nethers hugging his flesh at the base of his cock.

He didn't expect one stroke was all it would take to open her up: even the basics of biology would thwart a two pump chump of a student. His emerald eyes taken in how her vent stretched around him as he pulled out slowly to the tip, the barbs threatening to fall out just before he switched gears and pressed back in to repeat his scratching entrance all over. A couple of thrusts helped him wet her deeper places with a spot of pre, though he always kept watch on her any time he pulled back, starting a rhythm of teenage black scales slapping against an older cerulean undertail that refused for now the idea of breeding.

He would certainly open her up to the idea as he worked her over for the next few minutes. A smile crept over his snout alongside the pleasure of once more advancing his lifelong project of testing these egg control measures, determined to not let even this advanced blue pill from avoiding an F when he provides her A grade eggs.

D:

The aquatic fem had not before experienced the addictive grinding of a barbed cock, and here now she had two groping her belly on the inside and out. A nice slow stroke helped the frisky female become accustomed to the randy male's attention, the short strokes to get in and long full runs to squeeze out a few stings of pleasure. Her slick nectar was already coating his intruding flesh as he rocked himself back and forth along her channel, pleasuring both parties with naughty intent.

There was a slight discomfort at having those wicked barbs raking across her delicate flesh but it wasn't long before even that melted away into a primal satisfaction. Her inner muscles began relaxing a little as the nodule of pleasure crept up the back of her spine little by little, slowly drawing the lovely lady up and up. Her tail curled in on itself some as he continued, the younger student fucking the older teacher right there on the desk of the first teacher he'd started this project off with. And, as she a small muscular contraction flutter through her belly, it was beginning to look like Mrs. Winterfeet wouldn't be the last to be bred here.

The sea dragoness didn't question the little nugget of pleasure sparked between her legs but Adram, who was no doubt looking for some sign of success, would have an opportunity to put the sensation in his notes later. A few minutes of long juicy strokes might have finally worked the first eggs free from those deep, trembling ovaries. The opposition of manufactured biological subterfuge and raw physical stimulation had finally come to a head as her primal flower opened up, ready to make the faux pregnancy quite real.

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The clenching flutter of Ms Moonlake's tunnel was the first sign of change in the horny teen's research of her egg control, where he remembered how such clenches came up while he had rut his last two projects into carrying his clutches. He halted for just a moment, panting and grinding against her to check on her gateway to her womb for any other noticeable details before slowly pulling out his first hemipene for a rest. For the second set of tests, his left hemipene got to take a dip in the waters of the sea-hen after a quick lick of her nethers let him know if she tasted any different as well.

He had to keep "scientific" in his observations, after all.

Adram grunted once his second test bottomed out, grinding again to make sure he was nice and wet before resuming a more intense stimulation for them both. His hips rolled to ensure she felt each barb tug at her insides, before thrusting forward in youthful energy and slap scales against scales, furthering his research and building his climax in one easy to replicate motion to ensure the tests were consistent.

"Mmmph... Ssso, your egg contrrrol..." He growled out in pleasure as he rut the lovely teacher, fully expecting with her first signal of failure that he only had her cervix left to open up. "Do you have any side effects that you deal with? Faking pregnancy surely has some things you just got used to..." He asked, fully curious if she would even be able to notice eggs growing in her belly at first. Such things were also good to note if he found the random hen later asking for a bit of fun shown such signs as trying to be riskless.

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A shudder of pleasure rippled through her form as the horny teen kisses her inner barrier with one hemipene, then eased himself free. A sloppy, gooey strand of her slick nectar trailed out of her slightly spread sex, dropping a sticky rope of the stuff across her bare haunch as he brought his second spire to bare, pressing it into that more welcoming but still deliciously tight slot between her legs. It slid all the way inside, the dirty drake leaning in to make sure his crotch pressed flush with her own, letting those fresh barbs nip at her inner barrier in a way that made her toes curl.

It took her a moment to gather up a response, the vivid stimulation of having the young student so casually fucking her naked pussy making it difficult to gather her thoughts. It was after the second wave of tingly convulsions rippled through her undertail that she exhaled and answered the question.

"Mostly... just some unusual cravings." She huffed, foreclaws kneading the edge of the desk as she bounced upon its surface with carnal intent. "It was strange at first but- nnft... I've gotten used to them." She exhaled another pleasured sign. "Not... going into heat also makes it... haaa... easier during those periods."

She paused, closing her eyes as he dug in deep, scraping at her insides with those dangerously stimulating little nubs. Her hind angles crossed and thighs pressed together a little more firmly as a particularly strong contraction helped her body release even more of those backed up eggs. She didn't know it but the horny drake had already helped her surpass a normal clutch size for a sea dragoness, her underused ovaries happily releasing their pent up contents.

"No hyper-frisky periods. Usually." She added in way of explanation, her cheeks flushing slightly.

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Unusual cravings? Like rabbit and pickles in ice cream? His mind tried to figure out what she meant by unusual, but then again he didn't know what she considered normal food as a sea dragoness. His thrusts slowed down once he felt the strong contraction, his hips pressing flush against her undertail to further press her entrance to her eggs into giving in to his advances as well. It was time for another look at her vent to make sure there wasn't any changes too...

A few needy grinds was what the horny teen put up with before slowly pulling out to rest his second rutting length, leaning back to enjoy the view of her wet haunches squelching out their mingled fluids so far. It was then he noticed his own phone between his legs, the red light showing it was recording. The view finder was already on his groin, the sea-hen's vent an easy shot underneath. His "gesture" of secret words had already had it recording too... Well, just one more video evidence set he would have to add to the research logs... And the playback would let him enjoy how her vent first rejected, then elated in her own breeding past that little blue pill she said she was on.

"So you don't get pent up horny when on it then, nor do you get the real feelings of heat even when having fun? That sounds somewhat of a letdown..." He mused as he adjusted her hips for the camera, setting both of his barbed cocks against her now needy entrance. The first penetration with both was difficult, the teen needing to squeeze them together to get them to fit properly at first. The phone would easily pick up the squelch of his entrance as he rolled both of his hemipenes into her to work on the finishing touches. The knot in his belly would only wait for so long before he would have to fill her up one white shot at a time to see if his third teacher would show with eggs in the coming weeks. A purr came from his chest at the thought that he would be going three for three inside this sea hen without her knowing.

D:

There were ups and downs to the whole process; not needing to pounce her mate and fuck him raw was generally an upside considering she could do things like this without needing to worry about when or how or if there was a condom available. Of course she knew the little pills weren't fool proof, there was always a small chance maybe an egg might escape and _maybe_if everything fell into place, she could find herself with a chick. She just had no idea how badly it could fail...

Adram was going to teach her though- the young teen pulling free to get one last look at that soft, deliciously gooey hole. It would be difficult to know for sure if her scent were different because she was fertile or just because he'd been rooting around under that fine tail for some time now, but the scent was definitely different. A nice spread with his claws would give the camera a good look at the depths he was going through to breed her.

When he set out to stuff both cocks into that one snug little snatch, the older hen thought to spread her hinds to make it easier. But, with one paw on her thigh and the other wrapped around his twins, she was left to endure his that vivid, viscous stuffing as snuggly as he could get it. He'd been able to enjoy opening her up with just one and now, with two gorging that smooth, tender tunnel, the sensation was intense.

It wasn't anything the married substitute couldn't handle; after all, it was the same channel she'd have to squeeze hindpaw-sized eggs out of under certain conditions. But now those wicked pussy-nipping barbs were pressed firmly into the soft defenseless walls of her snugly stretched folds. Every motion tugged on her heartstrings, making her body twitch and tremble at the stimulation pressed upon her. Her wide-eyed, open mouthed gasp at his first retreat would give away just how effective he was being. And the stretch of his twin spires buried to the hilt was tugging at the ring of flesh, relaxing the guard of the gatekeeper to all those beautifully unfertilized little eggs he was encouraging her body to not worry about.

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It was finally time, the randy researching teen had already taken quite a bit of time scraping the smooth walls with his barbs, and now her body certainly wanted the young stud's eggs over her soon-to-be mate's just by the fact that her egg control couldn't contain her own fertility now. While he may have been the one that caused it, he didn't have to say a thing if she didn't know about the wonderful breeding opportunities he was presenting himself with, pill or other contraceptive be damned.

He got to feel his golden strokes stretch her deepest places open, where one of the two barbed tips flared right at her opening to hold that gate open nice and wide before the obsidian scaled student shuddered atop of the sea-hen. A groan came from his maw when the first throb of both hemipenes swelled her tunnel visibly, delivering the start of a large combined load between the two breeding spears stuffed into the tight snatch of a naturally ovulating substitute teacher.

Each new pulse had the teen grinding against her, with his phone catching each new wave of seed he ejaculated into her while also providing evidence that her now egg-hungry belly didn't let a single drop escape her deepest depths. Even with the satisfied male filling that fertile space with white seed for over a minute, only the slight swell of that soft little belly of hers showed any signs of the egregious orgasm the dark scaled male was enjoying in her. And it was an eternity of bliss for Adram; feeling, for the first time, both of his cocks going off at the same time, forcing his emerald eyes shut while he was dumping every drop into Ms Moonlake. Well, he would have to find a good bred-name for her before she leaves the school, just like Mrs. Winterheat and Mrs. Firetail. Perhaps Moonrake? Nah, Egglake sounded better for now.

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The slick sticky swirl of warm under her tail reached its crescendo as the randy teen stretched out the last leg of his after-school activity, long firm deep thrusts designed with a devious purpose that the unwary teacher would become keenly aware of in a month or two. For the time being though, it was just a hot convulsive pleasure as the powerful rhythmic contractions of her dangerously stimulated vent constricted around those underaged cocks while the frisky drake had his way with her.

Sex would never be the same after this; the dangerous wrongness of being bent over another teacher's desk in a schoolroom fucking a student bareback instead of her mate. Talloned turquoise toes curled in wicked delighted pleasure as he held himself flush against her lifted tail, each heavy pulse sent deep into her womb where it could do the most damage. The threat of having billions of eager, wiggling little sperm crawling up her ovaries to wedge themselves comfortably into the core of a fresh, heavy clutch of eggs and savagely fertilize her young wasn't even a whisper in the back of her mind.

But that was exactly what was happening; the first of the unfaithful hen's chicks being penetrated and starting the older woman down the path of motherhood even before those spend shafts pulled free. Adram wasn't even trying to drag his barbs across her hyper-sensitive sex but it happened all the same, the hissing, clenching teacher's body inadvertently giving up a few last chicks for his busy little wrigglers to pounce upon.

There was hardly a mess to be cleaned up, all that sticky genetic juice left locked away inside that rounded midsection of hers. To retrieve the dropped pills gave him the opportunity to quietly collect the recording device, the black drake lifting the package up and placing it on the table beside her as she climbed down on shaky legs to begin recovering from the unexpected ordeal.

"I-I think we should... get back to grading papers..." She huffed. Adram didn't seem to have a problem with that; gave the frisky teen a chance to guess how many more of her eggs he'd impregnated between papers.