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Legend of the Ebony Dragon

"Huff! Huff! Huff! Huff! Huff!"

'Go through Haynors Pass' they said. 'It's way quicker to get to Nibor Castle Town if you go through Haynors Pass'. Dammit! He should have stuck with his gut! Those drunken fools! Listening to them was by far the worse thing he's ever done in his entire life!

Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!

Neeeigh!

"Gah! You stupid horses!" shouted the tense feline as his whip cracked through the air, "Keep going! Don't you dare stop!"

The hooves of the feral horses pounded through the forest, throwing up dirt and grass with their every footstep. The thick foliage of the trees and bushes made it impossible for one to gaze into the distance, seeing nothing more than opaque shadows and deep darkness. Not even the lamp he had dangling beside his head was enough to illuminate the area, leaving him no better to escape the shadows now than before.

His carriage rumbled and bounced along the ground, his horses picking up speed in their attempt to escape... her. She was coming closer, the sound of her vicious wings echoing high above his head. This was her domain, and those bastards at the pub knew this! They just sent him out here knowing he'd be easy pickings, incapable of protecting himself from her vicious might.

She was the hunter, and he was the prey.

Her name was one uttered within various areas of the land, something that aroused anger, hatred, fear, caution, and so, so much more. If you'd came from a distant land like he did, perhaps you'd think she nothing more than a rumor, a myth. Oh yeah, a vicious being like her was free to parade around this land like it was her own, under the watchful eye of the rulers of the land? Yeah right; it's impossible to believe! That kings would allow someone - something- of her caliber to freely dominate this land, and they'd do nothing to stop her. Why? Because she was too strong? They were too afraid? It sounds impossible, right?

So why is it so real?

FWASH! FWASH!

"Shit!"

Looking up, he stared to the tree-top canopies overhead. Yes, they were thick, but he could see the glimmer of the night sky on the other end. Some stars here, the silver moon there; all of it was just out of reach. Yet they filled him with hope; if only he could break free of the forest he was in, then maybe, just maybe, he could escape her wrath!

That is until he saw a sight that made his blood run cold and his pupils small. A black figure suddenly darted against the night sky, covering the moon whole. It was like a shadow, jagged and alien, and it vanished just as quickly. But he was no fool; he knew that only meant that she was on the move. Getting closer and closer and closer still...

So he pulled back on his whip, snapping it at the air in an attempt to speed up his horses. If he could just make it out of her domain, then he could escape right? Ah... such wishful thinking.

"You stupid creatures!" the cat shouted, "If you don't hurry up, she will--"

SLASH!

Suddenly - and much to his surprise - a silver glimmer stroked right through the air in front of him. With one single strike of...something, not only was his whip slashed clean in half, but the chains and reins of his horses were cleaved cleanly in twain as well! His horses freed, they continued running away from their bonds and chains, while the cat and his carriage came to a screeching halt. Its wheels broke off and flew away, the objects within were jostling about, and the cat himself was thrown for a whirl. When he finally recovered from the moment, he saw that - much to his horror - his horses continued to run off, no longer caring about him and his wares.

"Where are you going!?" he shouted, "Don't leave me here with--"grrrrrkkghhh... "Her...?"

What was that? It sounded bestial, like a feral bear or wolf was nearby. The cat's heart froze up in his chest, his ears dropping in a demure manner. Turning his head to face the edge of his caravan however, he saw nothing save for the forest. Then he looked over the opposing side where, once again, he saw nothing.

So... why didn't that make him feel any better?

Hand twitching, he reached out and grabbed the lamp beside his head, hoisting it up to better illuminate his surroundings. Then he courageously - or foolishly -_walked off of his caravan's driver seat. Stepping down on the soft, brown path he was traveling upon, the cat slowly made his way over to the right, further scanning the surroundings in search of _her. But still he saw nothing. Not any other person, nor his horses, nor any other animal in the forest.

It was just him, his lamp, his caravan, and this sinking feeling in his gut that his life may be over.

"Please don't..." he whimpered in a terrified manner, his lamp raised up high in some vain attempt to protect himself.

GURRRRUUUUUNNNKKK!!!

"AHH!?"

Falling back on his butt, his lamp fell too, shattering into pieces on the ground, though its candle remain bright. Bright enough to illuminate the immediate area. Bright enough to illuminate the sight before him.

Much to the cat's horror, his entire caravan was lifted clean into the air, a vicious being holding it up over its back. That was impossible! His caravan alone weighed over a thousand pounds, and it was currently filled to the brim with items he was going to sell at the Nibor Marketplace! But this creature, this... thing, lifted it into the air with ease, even if it weighed over two thousand pounds!

It left the cat speechless, and all he could do was watch.

The first thing he noticed about this creature was her ebony scales. They were jet-black at around the edges, turning more gray and even white towards the middle. Against the darkness of the night, she could easily blend in and become nothing more than a specter. But that's not all.

She was massive. A titanic beast of incomparable proportions. Six feet... no... seven feet... no... eight feet... no! Nine feet... no! She just kept getting taller and taller as she lifted his caravan up in the air, revealing herself to be twelve feet tall in height!

A powerful being of physical prowess, she had musculature running along her arms and her shoulders. Her legs were thick and powerful, her figure toned and athletic. Her chest... huh... such a busty, busty chest. Impossibly large for any normal woman, but she was no normal woman. As such, it was perfectly fixed for her twelve-foot-tall frame. Though he'd have to say, if there were other twelve-foot-tall women, she'd probably be bustier than them as well.

Her body was clad in a high-collared longcoat of some sort, kinda akin to a count or a duke, though hers was split and torn in various areas. It was black on the outside, red on the inside, and was adorned with various chains and other flashy adornments. The middle of it was also tied tight around her surprisingly thin waist... probably because of how toned she was.

Everything else about her was impossible to see, especially her face. But those eyes? Oh... those eyes. They were red. So very, very red. And they glowed through the night sky.

"HrrrrrrRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

Hunkering down and flexing, the beast of a woman continued to lift his caravan over her head, holding it like it was nothing to her. From her back, a magnificent pair of wings extended out, covering the forest behind her in a black shadow. The cat gasped more at the sight of her, nothing but scared gibberish leaving his lips. Meanwhile, her red eyes sat on the terrified feline before her, and a sinister grin adorned her lips.

Even in the shadows of the night forest with his light flames sitting next to him, the cat could see her sharp, pearly-white teeth through the darkness. Those red eyes of hers glowed as well, when she suddenly pursed her lips, and...

"Fuaaaah..."

_Purple_fire flowed from her lips, illuminating the area briefly and giving him a better view of her face. Her snout was elongated, not quite to the level of an alligator, but certainly long. Her face as a whole was sharper, more angular, though with some smoothness here and there, giving her snout a beak-like shape. She had wicked horns that protruded from her head, ones that were meant for penetration, as oppose to mere ramming. And her hair...

Such_amazing_ hair.

Gold like the sands of a beach, it was spiky and jagged, falling along her back in a luxurious mane. And running along her face was one, single, skinny, jagged, long bang, that perfectly slid along the center of her head.

Such an amazing woman. Tall and strong, monstrous and demonic, yet beautiful and sensual. But just as the feline began to wish to see more of her, the darkness of the forest returned, once again cloaking her in shadows. Immediately after, her wings gave one, powerful flap, sending her flying sky-high and out of view. Her body broke through the treetop canopies overhead, causing branches and foliage to fall as she took to the skies. That impressive wingspan of hers extending out over the night horizon, she easily covered the moon and the skies overhead, before flying far into the distance with his caravan in tow.

And then... there was nothing but silence.

The cat sat on the ground, motionlessness, immobile, and incapable of taking his eyes away from the trees overhead. And while he was at one moment silent, he finally gained the courage to say her name now that she was gone.

"Ursula..."

His candle went out.

...

Have you ever gone to the coliseums in Vescus? Theirs are a most celebrated stage, the kind of battlefield that warriors from all over the world would come to in order to show their might. Glory in their arenas bring not only favor from the king, but also countless attention from various guilds worldwide. And with that, brings money._Lots, and _lots of money.

The only thing is, victory within an Vescus coliseum is difficult to the point of impossible. With all the world's greatest warriors clashing blades and axes, shields and spears, actually attaining even a smidgen of victory is enough to elevate one's social standing. So what does that say about a man who wins consistently?

Enter Gunter Minos. From a young age, he knew one thing and one thing only; to battle gloriously. The son of a noble family, he came from a long line of knights, soldiers, generals, and warriors of all kinds. Because of this, it blessed him with not only a killer instinct and a prideful attitude, but the physical body to match.

'Adonis-like' didn't even begin to describe the massive bull of a man. He stood at over eight feet tall, his body rippling muscle to rippling muscle. From his arms to his chest, his abs to his legs; every ounce of his body could crush stone and, hell, even steel for that matter. Coated in fur that was incredibly brown and thick, it covered a myriad of battle scars he had gained during his days in the coliseum. The horns that jutted from his head were ivory and sharp, having been stringently tended to by his servants back at his estate, meaning they could pierce through even the hardest of armor.

And armor? Yeah, he had that.

Armor adorned his shoulders and chest, his legs and hips. Sterling silver, it was forged by some of the most skilled blacksmith in Vescus. He needed armor for the mission he was sent on, but even then, he was not alone. For the mission to take her down was not just a mission from Vescus alone, but from some of its neighboring kingdoms as well. For she was a menace to them all, not just one.

By comparison, the young man from Brastralle was small fry, wasn't he? Ah, but don't let that fool you, for he was probably the only person who could claim to be Gunter's rival. Have you ever been to Brastralle? Then you most certainly have heard of his name, for there is not one person in that land who has never heard of him or his family.

In a land with many great families, be they Silverbee or Dorna, somehow, theirs stands taller beyond all of that. The aristocratic family Classil was many things, from bankers to law makers, writers to farmers; there seemed to be no branch of life that they did not shine in. And, yes, that most certainly includes battle.

When he was born, who would have thought that young Dimitri Classil would have excelled in warfare of all things. A master with the javelin, the equine was skilled in all things battle related, whether it be physical skill or a tactician's intelligence. And while he had not put in as much hours in a coliseum as Gunter had, there were none who'd say his skill in warfare was pathetic.

A tall (though not as tall as Gunter) horse who stood at six feet tall, his fur was pristine and white, his hair a golden-blond and ever so meticulously groomed. Not to mention, he had a set of captivating blue eyes, the kind that could (and has) light the fire within many a fare maiden. He was slender, though still athletically inclined, with a tone physicality to his figure that gave him the body of a gymnast if anything else.

But you'd never know Dimitri was a trained warrior unless you heard of it from somewhere else, for he did not carry himself with the aura of one. No, he was eloquent in his speech patterns, and always dressed in a manner befitting an aristocrat such as himself. Immaculate clothing that often bore his family's colors of red, white, and gold. Even now - when they were heading off to battle - he wore his family's clothes with pride, though he did have a bit of armor on his shoulders and chest.

They were the warriors sent from Vescus and Brastralle to deal with the menace of the dragon who plagued their homes. The greatest they had to offer, warriors of unparalleled strength and skill, not to mention experience in the eradication of such devious beings. With her defeat, they'd bring not only protection to their lands, but also further glory and honor to their family names.

Ah... but they were not alone.

Compared to the other two, he was a runt. Smaller than they were, younger too. A young man who did not come from an accomplished family, nor a storied one, nor one that had much of a name either.

When you first hear of Alektrios - the land which he hailed from - you'd probably first hear of its so called 'infinite storm'. An unearthly weather pattern brought not by nature, but by the empress who rules over the land. With her mastery over storms, she has created a tempest that has swirled over the head of her kingdom for many years on end. For the people of Alektrios, the sun is not an everyday thing, but a rare occurrence that must be experienced in its fullest, until it finally slips away.

For Felix Piram, the moment he stepped out of Alektrios and into the neighboring kingdom of Vescus, the way his green eyes lit up at the sight of the sun was something to be in awe of.

He was a young fox, not even over the age of nineteen quite yet, with blue fur that appeared to be purple in some lights. His hair was white, and bounced over his head in a rather flamboyant manner, which seemed to be the style of his land. It actually gave him a cool, almost studious look to him, which lent well to his almost anti-social nature.

He wasn't overtly muscular like his two partners were, but he was appropriately lithe and speedy, so it probably came as no surprise that he wielded a rapier as his personal weapon. To help in these regards, he wore a simple white and purple tunic that hugged a bit close to his body, and he didn't wear much in terms of armor. Just paldrons on his shoulders, and a cape that flowed from his back. A cape that had the Alektrios flag on it.

That being of a hammer resting against a diamond pattern. Ah...

Vescus, Brastralle, and Alektrios; three kingdoms connected by land, and three kingdoms plagued by a most devious dragoness. Together, they sent their mightiest warriors to deal with the ebony serpent known simply as--

"Ursula's lair must be nearby... I can feel it."

"Can you feel it, or is that long blond hair of yours taking energy from your brain? Gar har har!"

Straightening up, Dimitri shot a glare to the boisterous bull behind him, one whose laugh was strong enough to shake the trees around him. Such a brutish sort, and nothing like any of the nobles Dimitri knew. Were all of the Minos family so... uncouth? The colt wondered that, but he let it slide. Yes, yes, he had to focus on the future, not the now.

"Clearly her lair would be near here," said a younger voice from his side, walking forward as he raised his map up, "There's an old abandoned Vescus outpost from the Zander Wars out here. She's probably set up base there, where she contains all her ill-gotten goods."

Rolling back up his map, Felix leered at the two, causing them to roll his eyes back. Truth be told, this was a union none of them were really pleased with. Gunter thought the other two were too weak, Dimitri thought the other two were too simple, and Felix just didn't like how big they were. But their unlikely trio were the ones chosen to free their lands of the danger that was Ursula's rampage.

It was nighttime, the moon high in the skies, the stars bright, and a cool air running through the wind. Their current area was one known to be a popular spot for Ursula to be seen in, either flying high above, or attacking some poor fool whom she happened upon. With such a high frequency of sights of the ebony dragoness, they'd either find her lair, or find her directly. Seeing as how their duty was to slay the beast, both would be good.

"Well, young Piram, if you're so knowledgeable on our surrounding areas, please do tell us where this abandoned outpost is," Dimitri said as he tossed up some hair.

"I'm happy you asked," the fox replied as he pulled his compass out from his pouch at his hips, "If we push forward this way..." he angled himself, "Yes... we should be able to find the outpost. From what I read in books, it was the location of--"

"The Battle of Baydove!" Gunter said in an uproarious manner, "Ah yes! Such an infamous battle indeed from the Zander Wars! The invaders were caught here in this forest, not realizing that we had placed an outpost here. We caught them in the middle of the woods, and battled them! Our enemies were valiant fighters, but they couldn't stop us!" he pounded his chest, "Gah! My grandfather fought in that battle, and it's one my family is very proud of."

"Lovely..." Dimitri replied in a less than stellar manner, "Honestly, I could not understand how you all live in such thick, thick forests. Compared to all the open fields of Brastralle, this is rather...oppressive..."

"Gar har har! You get used to it! This ain't no Tylis, I'll tell ya that much!" he pointed forward, "Now let us push onward! Ursula will not slay herself!"

Of that, they could all agree on. Pushing forth through the forest they were in, Gunter took lead point, easily capable of swatting away bushes and branches with a mere twitch of his hand. Dimitri was right behind him, trying to avoid everything, and Felix was right behind him. His head tipped down a bit, the aloof young fox kept his green eyes trained on the two in front of him.

Darn... they were so tall.

"There it is!" Gunter suddenly shouted as he pointed his thick finger forward.

"Would you hush! You'll alert her to our presence!" Dimitri scolded.

Regardless, the big bull was right; there before them was Outpost Viridus. A long since forgotten outpost made of stone and brick, hidden away between trees and foliage that made it damn-near invisible. It was aged and weathered, vines were even growing along its surface, but it still stood the test of time. That's superior Vescus architecture for ya!

"Do you truly believe she'd be in there?" Dimitri asked, to which Felix nodded.

"If you were a dragon who stole thousands of items, where would you stick it all? In some dingy cave like a fairytale?" the young fox replied before shaking his head, "Get real. It must be here..." he then raised an eyebrow, "Maybe we should formulate a plan. If she's not here and she doesn't know we're here, we could lay a trap."

"A trap!? Hah! I bawk at such a thing!" Gunter said as he slammed his burly hand upon his chest, "I will storm in there and remove Ursula myself! Feel free to straggle behind if you two chose; this glory will all be in the name of house Minos!"

"Ah, as if. I will slay the ebony serpent myself!" Dimitri added whilst standing up straight.

Much to Felix's shock and frustration, the two immediately broke for the abandoned outpost in the distance, leaving the young fox behind. He couldn't believe how brazen - and how stupid - the two were being! If Ursula was here, she'd clearly know they were coming now! Ah, they were taking this far, far too simply, much to his ire. But right now, it wasn't like he had anything else better he could do. If he stuck behind now, they'd face Ursula by themselves, and if they defeated her, they'd get all the glory. And if they didn't defeat her, well, that would mean Felix would be by himself... and he highly doubted he could manage himself against a dragon of any sort.

So - much to his chagrin - he followed behind the two, rushing over the rickety draw-bridge that led into the outpost, and passing right under its arched entryway. The immediate entrance was dark and musky, filled with shadows, strange puddles of water, and stranger liquids that dripped from the ceiling. Back in its heyday, this must have been one impressive outpost, one filled with many rooms and bungalows. But now, it was decrepit and eroded, claimed by nature and breaking apart.

So... why was there some gold coins resting around.

"By Astria's seven daughters..." Felix muttered as he picked up the golden coins, "Ah... this is money from Ash Kingdom."

"Meaning...?" Gunter muttered in a curious manner.

"Meaning this money shouldn't be here," Dimitri said, catching on, "Certainly, this is Ursula's lair."

"She steals from all manner of merchants and sellers who pass by these parts," Felix said with an affirmative nod, "She must have greater amounts of goods deeper in the outpost somewhere..."

"So we keep pushing deeper then," Dimitri said as he looked around in the main lobby of the outpost, "But... there are so many halls."

Three of them, in fact. One hall to their right, one to their left, and one straight down the middle. Knowing a dragoness like Ursula, she'd no doubt have collected a majority of her goods within the largest chamber in the outpost. Only... where would that be?

Felix looked over to Gunter since this was his home kingdom, but it was clear he had as little an idea on where it could be as the fox did. Meaning, yes, they needed to figure out a way inside, and quickly. Felix opened his mouth to once again ask if they wanted to start thinking up a plan, but Gunter had different ideas.

"Welp! As they always say, the quickest path is the most direct!" the bull announced as he stepped forward towards the hall down the middle.

"Wait! You two-"

"Agreed!" Dimitri added as he walked alongside Gunter.

"What!? Won't you two listen! Ursula may be listening right--"grrrrrkkkghhh!!! "Now...?"

THWAK!

Looking up, the trio watched as a gate overhead began to shake. Having stepped in through the front pathway, Gunter and Dimitri were separated from Felix via an arched doorway. An arched doorway that had a gate hanging from it, one that suddenly came crashing down. It barred the trio from one another; Felix on one end, Dimitri and Gunter on the other end. The blue fox fell back on his buttocks, stunned by what he saw, before he ran up to the gate.

"Nnngh! Dammit! It won't move!" he grunted whilst pushing and pull on it, "Gunter, could you--"

"Got it!" he shouted as he pulled his fist back.

WHAM!!!

His fist suddenly slammed into the gate, sending a rattle through the hall. And yet - despite all of the bull's amazing strength - the gate remained in one piece. It didn't break, didn't bend, didn't anything. It just... sat there.

"Oh my... impressive..." Gunter said with a grin.

"These gates were made by the people of Vescus," Felix stated, "They probably made it strong enough that not even your family could break it!"

"Wow... now that's really impressive," Gunter said with a grin as he even rubbed his chin, "Okay... so now what...?"

"Uh... mmm... hmmm..." Felix muttered as he looked left and right, "Okay, look; just go on ahead without me. I'll figure out my way through here, promise."

"Are you sure, young Piram," Dimitri asked, to which he nodded.

"Yes just... just hurry up," he looked around, "If that trap activated, then Ursula probably knows we're here. We should quickly reconvene so we can face her together."

Dimitri and Gunter looked at one another, trading a few glances silently before ultimately nodding. Felix had made the decision, and if this gate could rebuff the bull's strength, then standing around here wouldn't do much for them, would they? Still, they gazed one last time at Felix, where Gunter gave a knowing nod of his head.

"You be safe, Felix," he said, to which the fox nodded back.

"I will be, but you two beware of Ursula," he replied.

With the understanding in place, Gunter and Dimitri turned to head down the pathway, leaving Felix behind. In turn, the blue fox looked left and right, now having to figure out his own way through all of this mess.

Pushing through the darkness, Gunter and Dimitri continued on deeper into the outpost. The burly bull was used to such dark, murky places, so none of the strange mud patches or gunky water bothered him. The same could not be said for Dimitri, who's tail remained up and his face green, wanting to gag as he struggled to keep dirt and grime off of his pristine clothes and fur.

"I wonder how any beast could call such a place their 'home'," groaned the horse, "Such a disgusting place. Ach! Ursula must be a monster of an incredible kind to live in a place like... hello? What is this?"

"Dragons are great and powerful, and from the sounds of it, she is incredibly large," Gunter said with a wide-spreading grin as he looked over at Dimitri, "I know for you and Felix, that may be hard to believe! But don't worry; I doubt she's larger than me!"

"'Don't worry'?" Dimitri repeated, insulted by Gunter's claim, "Just because you are a large brute who is slightly taller than me, it does not mean I will be hiding behind you for protection," he brandished his spear, "When I slay Ursula, I will bring sole honor to my family's name. Everyone worldwide will hear about how I - Dimitri von Classil - slayed the horrible ebony serpent that plagued three kingdoms!"

"You really like the sound of your own voice, dontcha?"

"I mean... who doesn't?" Dimitri replied as he tossed up his hair and grinned.

"Ah... see that? A glow of light."

And not only that, for one more step and the two heard the sound of coins shifting beneath their feet. Looking down together, they noticed that there was even more coins here than before. Gold, silver, bronze, copper, and all of them were from different regions.

In fact, this hallway had many objects resting about as well. Things from sheets and carpets, to furniture like chairs and drawers, to clothes and armor, and yes, even weapons like swords and spears. They were all haphazardly tossed about within the halls of the outpost, nothing more than the collection of someone with an impetuous personality.

Which meant...

"She's near..." muttered Dimitri as he readied his javelin.

"Well then, no more hesitatin'," Gunter replied as he readied his axe, "Full steam ahead; CHAAAARRGGGEEEE!!!"

Throwing caution to the wind, the mighty bull roared down the hallway with his axe gripped firmly in hand. Dimitri followed shortly behind, galloping on his hooves as they ran closer and closer towards the glow before them. More and more gold, coins, and other objects revealed themselves the closer he got. And by the time they slipped inside.

"Haaaaah!"

Their eyes met red.

"Really... you could have just knocked."

Laying up to her neck and chest in gold coins and other random objects, there was a woman. Her species was simple; she was a reptile, a_dragon_. Her hair was blonde and spiky, her eyes red, her scales black and gray. She very much looked like a woman born in the smog of a volcanic eruption, though instead of red flames that pursed from her lips, they were different shades of purple in color. Violet, fuchsia, lavender, mauve; they all danced on her scaled lips. Lips that laid in a nonchalant pout as she readied a long stick of tobacco in her hand.

"Ursula..." Gunter growled from beneath his lip as his eyes fell on her.

"Lovely tasting shit, I've gotta say," the brutish dragon replied as she sucked on her elegant cigarette, "I think... I think this comes from Tylis or Pithon... but fucking hell if I know..."

"You're no longer going to hold the people of our lands hostage, Ursula!" Dimitri shouted as he pointed his javelin towards her, "Your th--"

"'Threat ends here', yeah, yeah, I've heard it all before," she said casually whilst flicking her hand through the wind, though she didn't even bother to stand in opposition of them, "Do you know how many fools like you run in here every month or so to deal with me. First it was small fry like farmers. Then officers. Then soldiers. Then knights. So on and so forth, ugh..." she rolled her eyes, "All of them were so utterly, fucking boring as well. Gah! Could barely stand it when I broke them. I hate it when things aren't sturdy!"

"We aren't going to stand idly by and listen to you speak anymore, you wretch!" Gunter roared as he slammed his hoof down, causing items in the entire room to shake like a quake had pulsed through the area, "Today, you meet your end!"

Looking back at the two, Ursula's red eyes ran up and down their bodies. Such big, beefy men; especially the bull to her right. The equine wasn't half bad either; a hell of a lot better than the other rabble that's tried to slay her in the past. Not to mention the fact that they were smart enough to find her lair, although, she could really care less about that.

No no, big, beefy bodies was exactly what she wanted. Mmmmm...delicious! Licking her lips, she grinned soon after and tossed away her cigarette, not caring for it.

"Well now..." she muttered whilst leaning forward, her head resting on her chin, "You two do look... mmmm... impressive!"

"No more talk, Ursula!" Gunter roared, "Stand and face us so that we may kill you!"

"Oooooh! So you're gladiatorial types, eh? Focused on shit like 'honor' and 'respect', I guess? Heh heh heh! Okay then, big boy..." her reptilian eyes grew sharp, as if they could pierce the armor on his chest, "I'll stand for you."

Slowly she arose, the objects that covered her body falling to the wayside. And she kept rising... and she kept rising... and she kept rising. Higher and higher Ursula stood, eventually overtaking Dimitri and then Gunter, her looming figure throwing a shade over the two warriors. They thought at some point she'd stop standing but... no; she just kept getting bigger! Bigger to the point that Gunter - at his 8 foot 4 height - had to tip his head up just to keep looking at her face. And it just kept going... nine feet, then ten feet, then eleven feet... and finally she stopped.

Standing at over twelve feet tall, the ebony dragoness grinned down upon her two 'assailants'. Though with how wide their mouths were with surprise, perhaps calling them such a thing was a bit of a misnomer. In all but a few seconds that felt like an eternity, the winds of victory suddenly shifted right behind Ursula herself.

She wore her black and red longcoat, one that was tattered at the ends. But now that they were in the light of her main chamber, they could see more of her. Like how she wore close to nothing beneath that open coat of hers. Which meant that, yes, they could see the muscular body she had beneath.

'Amazonian' didn't even begin to describe her; she looked like she had strength that could put giants to shame. In fact, the term 'giantess' would better describe the monster of a woman they had before her. Her midsection was forged into such flat, toned abs, ones that could rebuff all but the mightiest of weapons. And even if she was stabbed there, said weapon would probably be bent or shattered outright by the impact.

Her legs too were covered in shorts that were ripped and split, flaunting her muscular and thick thighs. Thighs that could certainly crush a skull with just a mere flex, if she decided to do so. They extended out to her powerful feet, ones that had jet-black talons extending from her toes.

Her chest was bound in nothing more than bandages that was wrapped around her busty breasts, covering them. In fact, the way she breathed caused her presumptuous tits to rise and lower in such a hypnotic, synced manner, that made it hard to draw one's eyes from her daunting cleavage.

And then there were her arms. Extending from the ripped sleeves of her longcoat, she gladly flaunted just how toned they were. Gazing upon them brought to mind all those stories one hears of her literally snatching caravans from the ground with her grip and her grip alone. Yeah... that most certainly was true from what they were seeing. To make matters worse, her hands were so large, so strong, and they were covered in gauntlets that had showed their fare share of battles.

Last but not least, there was her tail. It slithered on the ground beneath her, being rather large and thick, as one would suspect of such a titanic being. But she controlled it with the ease and grace of a monkey's tail, causing it to stand up tall behind her as it swayed left and right in a teasing manner.

To say Dimitri and Gunter were surprised would be an understatement. They heard the rumors, knew the stories; everyone always said Ursula was tall, was large, but no one was ever concrete with their descriptions, and it always varied to boot. Some say she's seven feet tall, others eight, and yes, even a rare few said she was ten or twelve. But then there were some outlandish claims, like how she was tall enough to bloat out the sun.

Ironically enough, that last one sounded really possible.

"Okay, okay," said Ursula as she cracked the knuckles in her fists, "You boys ready! You got some big bodies! And you probably have big _cocks_as well! I can't wait to have fun with them!"

"Big bodies...?" Gunter repeated.

"Big... ahem... c-cocks...?" Dimitri added, being clearly more alerted by that claim than the other.

Now, a big being like her would move slow, right? That makes sense, right?

Swooosh!

Wrong.

In a black blur, Ursula suddenly vanished, taking the two off guard. But they could feel her presence, hear her as well. Letting out an astonished gasp, they turned around to see...

"Hey..."

Ursula was standing right behind them.

GRAB! GRAB!

"Alright boys! Let's have ourselves some fun!" Ursula announced with a wide grin as her arms wrapped around their waists with ease.

"What the!?"

"U-unhand me, woman!"

Like children who were more than half their sizes, Ursula easily picked the two up by their waists, causing Gunter to gasp and Dimitri to yip. All the while, the ebony dragoness grinned from cheek to cheek, while her claws extended out. Their blood ran cold at the sight of it, while she brought them over towards her throne in the center of the room.

"No, no, no! Those clothes wont do!" Ursula shouted as she sat on her throne, her red eyes looking over towards their crotches which sat right next to her face, "Wearing all this fancy armor and clothes and shit!" she shook her head, "We gotta get you out of these!"

"Wh-what are you doing!?"

"No! Don't do that! Gah!"

Struggle, struggle, struggle with all their might, but they could not escape Ursula's grasp. And that's saying something, considering their strength were without compare! But before Ursula, it all amounted to nothing, and she proved it as...

"Haah!"

"Gaah!?"

"Ngnh!?"

She gripped!

"Hurrrk!"

"Gaakh!?"

"Hunh!?"

And twisted!

"Huaaah..."

"Huh?"

"Eeehh!?"

And pulled.

They had such heavy armor on, such tightly buckled pants. And yet with a few twists and turns here, Ursula maneuvered them down their body. They slid down and fell upon the floor, mixing in with the coins and other random junk the ebony dragoness had amassed over the years. Both Gunter and Dimitri looked at one another in a surprised manner, while a cool draft passed by their loins.

Which meant...

"We're... naked...?" the horse muttered in disbelief.

"Only_half_ naked..." Ursula corrected as she gripped harder around their waists, "Oooooh... but don't worry; we'll get you fully naked soon!"

"N-no! Release me now!" Gunter shouted as he raised his fist, taking aim with Ursula's head between her horns, "Right no- oooh!?"

"Aaaahh!?"

Such a firm grip... yet a surprisingly soft one as well. The kind of hold that was strong enough to sap one's strength, but soft enough to not cause pain. The kind of grip that could make any man weak in the knees.

Her arms still around both of their hips, Ursula's hands had wrapped around both of their cocks. And boy, did she like what she saw. These men weren't just all talk; they certainly had the bodies to match. Upstairs... and downstairs!

Even while flaccid, their cocks were nice and thick. For a regular, mortal woman, they'd probably be something to fear. But for Ursula, that's far from the truth. Her hands perfectly fitted around their dicks, stroking them off in a firm yet tender manner. From the base to the tips and back again, the scales of her palms ran over every inch of their cocks.

"Wh-what is this...? Ngghaaaaa!" Dimitri groaned, his back arching as Ursula jerked him off, "I've never... haaaahhhhh!"

"N-no... s-stop it now... nnghhh!" Gunter growled, but even he could not free himself of her grip nor her impressive hands.

"Ohohohohoho! What happened to all that bravado you two had?" Ursula said in a teasing manner whilst flashing her sharp teeth in a sneering grin, "I thought you were going to slay me! Now look at you... moaning like two little bitches in heat. Mmmm... that's what I like though... I_loooove_ all of that!"

Despite their attempts to mentally fight her off, their bodies certainly reacted pleasantly to her touches. Her palms were somehow the perfect balance between smooth and soft, yet rough and coarse. How they rubbed over every erogenous zone, tugging on some areas and merely smoothing over others, causing so much blood to pump in their veins. Dimitri was already letting out shameless moans, while Gunter begrudgingly moaned as well. All the while their cocks got longer and longer, thicker and thicker!

"Ara ara! That's the good shit!" Ursula cried, "Show me more, you fuckers! Get it all nice and hard!"

Her sharp words frustrated them, but their bodies couldn't care any less. Their cocks continued to get rigid for Ursula, building up, harder and harder. Dimitri was first, growing to near maximum length as her hands ran along his cock. The first half of his dick was white like his fur, the latter half a bright, hot pink. His dick was as long as a woman's arm, the tip of it flat like a board. So, yeah, it was an appropriately virile horse cock. Long, thick, veiny... _sniiiifff..._mmm. And it smelled so good too. Now, on to the other one!

"Arrrggg... d-damn you... aaah...!" Gunter snarled.

Oh yes, his cock was amazing as well.

She loved how as soon as it emerged from its sheathe, the bull's cock was thick and red, like a meaty club. When her hand stroked back at the hilt of his cock, it sent a wave through his body that made his balls bounce and jiggle. Oh yeah, she loved that too!

"This is more like it, ain't it boys?" Ursula said with that same sneering grin, "I was getting bored all here by myself, and now I got too beefcakes who I can fuck! Ara ara! This is gonna be great!"

"U-unhand me this instant!" Dimitri shouted, trying in vein to free himself of her grip... which only made things worse, really.

With a thrust forward of his hips, he ran his cock more through her hand, sending even more pleasure through him. Leaning back, the horse let out a neigh and then a whimper, the pleasure overwhelming him. Damn, how could her grip be so great!?

"That's it, struggle more," said the grinning Ursula before she licked her lips in a hungry manner, "The more you struggle, the hotter it geeeets! Skssssh!"

That... would be the sound of steam shooting from her nostrils.

Twisting them both around, she forced both Dimitri and Gunter to look at one another, while she released the grip she had on their hips. But if they thought they could escape, they were soon shown otherwise when the titan of a dragon grabbed their cocks to seize control of them. They both tensed up as they stood up tall before her, while her head looked at both of their dicks. Oh yes, a bull dick to her right, a horse dick to her left; perfection! And with both of those smelly cocks looking at her... mmmm...

Oh yes... so smelly.

She sniffed Gunter first, drawing a coo from his lips. He must have been wearing that armor all day, because it was nice and sweaty down here. Oh! But what of Dimitri too? Looking over to him, she took a whiff, drawing his scent into her nose too. He had a more feminine smell to him, as if he had put on soaps before he left. Nevertheless, his odor was...

"Mmmm... so good... I think... I think I'll have yours first... aaaaaaahhh... nomph!"

"Oh!?"

Dimitri leaned back, the warm and hot mouth of Ursula having trapped his cock. It was hot like a sauna, oozing light purple flames on his dick to keep it nice and erect. Her lips clamped down on his dick soon after, running over the sensitive veins that laid on it. And even though she had the first inch of it in her mouth, she started pushing down.

Another inch. Another inch. Another inch. Another inch. Another inch. Wait... wait... another inch. And another inch. Another inch. Another inch. Another inch. Another inch. That's twelve inches of horse cock, sliding into her mouth.

And Ursula just kept going.

The ebony dragoness pushed down on his meaty spire to the point that it slid into her throat. And she did it with such casual ease, as if it's nothing to deepthroat the cock of an equine warrior such as himself. No, she merely smiled, her red eyes looking up towards his moaning face as she did so.

And then Ursula pulled back, leaving his dick as she gave it a parting lick. Her tongue was serpentine, and she casually commanded it like a snake, dancing it along the flat head of his dick before fully pulling away.

Oh, but she hadn't forgotten about Gunter either. His cock wasn't as long as Dimitri's, but damn was it thicker. Like, a hell of a lot thicker! Almost the size of a fist, she would say! No, bigger than that! This big boy would need some special dedication!

So pursing her lips, Ursula moved in and pressed a kiss to the head of his dick, tracking precum upon her lips that oozed from the bull's slit. It was thick like a bridge, and remained strong even as she pulled away. Eventually the distance grew too great and the bridge of pre broke, but the ebony dragoness extended her tongue. Pointing up Gunter's cock, she licked the underside of it, getting a taste of his musky, sweaty body. Mmmmm... and it was so damn good too!

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhh... nomph!"

"Gaaahhaaaa!"

Capturing his dick next, Ursula did the same exact thing she did to Dimitri's dick. The flames from within her slightly warmed and heated up his dick, cooking him lightly, but not in a painful manner. No, it transformed Gunter into a groaning mess, letting out deep, bovine moans that filled the chamber up.

But she never released them. Never, never, never. Her hands stroked both of their dicks, her head switching from one cock to the other. Sucking on Gunter, whilst stroking off Dimitri, then sucking of Dimitri whilst stroking off Gunter. Ursula had such skill with her oral, easily keeping the both of them on edge as if it were nothing to her.

Yeah... keeping them on edge, but never letting them jump over. She was appropriately cruel like that, and she reveled in it. Control belonged to Ursula, and no one else!

Her hands started to fondle their dicks and balls, precum mixing with spit to create such lewd, slutty bridges that oozed from the ebony dragoness' lips. She moaned around their cocks, though that went silent against the orchestra of moans that came from both Gunter and Dimitri.

Horse neighs over here, bovine moans over there... ah... euphoria! But... she's had her fill. It was time to hurry things up! Really see if they had the stamina - and the _cum -_to please.

"Hmph!"

"AH!?"

"Hrgh!?"

Suddenly bringing the two in front of her, Ursula slammed the two warriors together where their hips met. They looked together at one another, then down towards the dragoness, as their rigid cocks pointed straight towards her face. Ursula was suddenly intense and sharp too, leering at their cocks as if to truly inspect them... then her mouth opened wide... and wider... and wider!

And...

"Garmph!"

"HRRRNGH!?"

"NNGHAAAAA!"

Two thick, long cocks? Cocks like these would break a regular female. Cocks like these were nothing to Ursula. Pressed and rubbing up against one another, Dimitri and Gunter watched as Ursula took in both of their dicks in one push. Both of their cocks laid within her giant mouth, both of them being sucked upon like they were nothing. Slutty moans left her mouth as she pumped her lips up and down their dicks, groaning around them and coating them with her incredibly hot spit. The once proud and mighty warriors found themselves moaning like sluts too, unable to fight Ursula off, even if they wanted too. About the most they could do was grab her horns and brace for impact, while she face-fucked herself on their dicks.

Or, more actually, she was fucking them with her mouth.

"MMFF! MMFF! MMFF! MMFF! MMFF!"

"I-I CAN'T STOP IT!" Dimitri cried to the top of his lungs.

"URGH!? M-ME NEITHER!" Gunter added in without a hint of shame.

Her mouth, lips and tongue were just too perfect, and she had the size to match. Sucking them, harder and harder and harder and harder, drawing groans and moans from their shameless lips. No longer did they care about the fight, the two cared about only one thing.

Cum! Climax! They needed it! They needed it! And after a few more thrusts of Ursula's mouth on their cocks... they got it.

"HIYAAAAAHHNNN!!!"

"HOOOUUUUUUUUHHH!!!"

Ursula's eyes widened briefly, before slowly sliding into glares. Filling her mouth was cum. Hot, burning, white, luscious, cum. It coated every inch of her mouth, from one end to the other, leaving no area free of seed. It oozed on her teeth, her tongue, her gums, and poured into the back of her throat. Dimitri's cum was liquid-like, oozing out of his dick like a stream of water. Gunter's cum was thick and gooey, shooting glob after glob after glob. Regardless, she took every bit of seed into her mouth... until she opened it.

"Pufaah..."

And they just kept cumming. Shooting seed on her face, of which the ebony dragoness gleefully basked in the feeling of. A nice, frosty glazing of warrior cum... haaa... elating. It shot on her lips, her cheeks, her nose, her horns, and of course, got even on that spiky blonde hair of hers. And the scent and odor of it was so overpowering! She moaned from that alone, while they just kept cumming and cumming and cumming...

Until their legs gave out.

"Ah?"

"Oh..."

THUD!

BA-THUMP!

Licking her lips and drinking down their cum, Ursula allowed a smile to spread out over her lips. Yup, that just about does it. Red eyes opening up, she looked towards the two warriors who were groaning on the floor in a defeated heap. Just one orgasm of that strength drained the both of them, leaving them to writhe. Would they be up? Yeah... give them a few hours.

"Heh heh heh... yeah... that's right," said Ursula with a snarling grin, "Gotta say though, you boys tasted fucking good... but _not_good enough. Haaaa... oh well..."

Zzzzz... ZAP!

PLANK!

"Oh? What's this...? A new challenger approaches..."

Flying out of the wall nearby was an old, rusted gating. Light magic bounced on the gating before fizzling away, leaving a hole in the wall just large enough for someone to crawl through. And that person soon revealed himself, a young fox with blue fur, and a flamboyant poof of curly white hair.

Felix gasped slightly as he emerged from the wall, his clothing and fur slightly dirtied by the area he had to slip through. But now he was here in Ursula's main chamber, having just missed out on the 'party' that just occurred.

At first, he was completely alien to this, instead rubbing his fur clean of dirt... that is until he looked up to the looming shadow that stood overhead. Green eyes cutting forward, his mouth grew wide at the massive sight of Ursula sitting on her throne, as well as the semi-conscious bodies of Dimitri and Gunter beside them.

"Sorry, cutie. You just missed the festivities," Ursula said, while Felix pointed his rapier towards her.

"What... what have you done to them!?" he replied, not realizing that the white stuff on her face was cum... that is until the odor hit his nose.

He twitched, his green eyes looking around in a confused, embarrassed manner. Hey, he knew what the smell of cum was! And, damn, was it_incredibly_ thick in here! Like... what the hell!? When he brought his eyes back up to Ursula, she was grinning from cheek to cheek, flashing towards him her sharp teeth.

"Ohohohohohoho! You really seem the smart one, cutie!" she said, her finger pointed at him.

"Did you... did you... _fuck_them...?" he asked, in utter disbelief that such words left his mouth.

"Well... no... I didn't get the chance to," she replied whilst standing from her throne, flaunting her magnificent height, "They both came_faaaaar_ too fast to get to the fucking part. And honestly... you?" she shook her head, "You don't look like you could manage either..."

"Nnngh... Felix... ruuunnn..." Gunter warned as he looked at the fox, "She's a moooonnssterrr..."

The fox couldn't believe that such words left Gunter's mouth of all people. He slays monsters for fun on the weekend, but somehow, she was greater than them? This tall... muscular... powerful... sexy... busty... ebony... dragon? Okay... yeah, that sounds about right.

But Felix did not come all this way to run off. His job was simple; to stop Ursula's rampage. But uh... how would he do that? He had nothing but his rapier, which was comparable to a butter knife to someone of her stature. He'd need something bigger. Something stronger. Something he had, that both Dimitri and Gunter did _not_have. So what did he start to do?

He started to remove his clothes.

"Um... what the fuck are you doing?" Ursula asked, baffled by what she was witnessing.

"I-I don't want to get my clothes dirty!" he replied whilst taking off his tunic, "Getting the smell of sex out of it will be difficult!"

"What... do you think I'll actually fuck you?" Ursula asked in a snarky manner, "Did you hit your head in my lair or something?"

"I am Felix Piram of Alektrios!" he replied instead as he dressed down to nothing more than the shorts he wore beneath his tunic, a red blush adorning his cheeks, "And while I do not come from an aristocratic family, nor one with a powerful lineage in war or battle, I was chosen by the empress of Alektrios herself to deal with you, thanks to my... special talent."

"Tch... your 'special' talent?" Ursula replied in an incredulous manner, "And what 'talent' may that be?"

"This talent!"

Fwump!

"H... huh?"

"Ah...?"

"Wh... WHAT!?"

His shorts now laid at his feet, revealing his flaccid cock. His_seven foot long_ flaccid cock. It was red, it was thick, and it had a bulbous knot sitting at the base of it. Oh, yes, and with furry white balls that were the size of watermelons, if not slightly_larger_. The sight of his cock was enough to instill shock in Dimitri and Gunter, their jaws opening wide in shear disbelief. This was especially true for Ursula, whose red pupils grew small and her mouth slack as she gazed upon it all.

Just where the hell was he keeping all of that!?

"Haaa... this is so embarrassing," grumbled Felix whilst shaking his head, though he stood tall regardless, "I come not from a historic family, but a long family nonetheless. A long family of_breeders_. My father is a colt recognize for breeding, and his father before that, and his father before that!"

"This... no! This is impossible!" she snarled, "You're using eromancy!"

"Hah! I don't even know eromancy!" the fox replied, "Smell the magics, Ursula, you know this to be true!"

Damn, he was right. She smelled no erotic magic at all coming from the fox. No, that was his real cock and balls... and he wasn't_even hard yet! Meaning it could get even _bigger.

The smell of eromancy made her nose cringe; she hated it. But the smell of natural musk? Oh that... yeah, she fucking loved that. And just like Dimitri and Gunter, Felix had such a randy male scent to him. And it seemingly all focused all on that large dick and balls of his. Sweat pouring down it, built from having to travel all this way, then making his way through her lair, all as he carried such a big cock and balls with him.

Mmmm... delicious!

"Okay, kid... you've got my attention," said the titanic woman as she slowly approached Felix, a grin on her face, "You got a nice and big dick there... but that's only half the battle. It doesn't matter how big or how small your cock is if you don't know how to use!"

"Then why don't you test me...?" Felix replied, much to her grinning joy, "I assure you, you'll be in for quite the surprise."

"Good... I'd have it no other way..."

Licking her lips again, the cum-covered dragoness reached her hand up, her claw tugging at the hem of her cleavage. With one simple pull, she tugged down the bandages that covered her chest, allowing her tits to bounce free. They wobbled in the chamber, out and open for all to see; such perfectly large and perfectly symmetrical breasts. Smooth, spherical, and with hard, jet-black nipples jutting from them.

That certainly got a rouse out of Felix, who's dick started to stiffen and grow harder. Hey, he was ordered to slay the dragoness, but no one said that she was an ugly hag of a woman. Quite the opposite, really. He knew no other giantesses, but Felix would say she would still knock them out of the park.

Not that hard of a conclusion to come to, especially with how much she towered over him. If she towered over both Dimitri and Gunter, and they in turn easily towered over him then... there was a solid seven to eight foot difference between them, maybe more!

But Felix held his ground, and would not be pushed or pulled by the woman before him. The closer she stepped however, the more his heart began to race, wondering deep inside if she was a bit more than he could take. She certainly didn't seem too bothered... ah!

No, he needed to go on the offensive! So the moment she took one step too close...

"Hah!"

Felix dove in, taking Ursula off guard. His arms slipped under her longcoat and wrapped around her hips, where he began to tug on the ripped garment. The ebony dragoness let out a gleeful, taunting coo, but Felix was nothing if not focused on pulling her shorts off. She didn't fight it, even wiggling her serpentine spine to shake her garment off her hips. It worked, and they slid off her thighs with ease, while she fell on her back in a playful manner.

"Ohohohoho! Now what, dragon layer?" Ursula said in a teasing manner as Felix positioned himself atop her, "What will you do now?"

"Nnnghh! This!"

Oof! That was heavy! Like... really heavy! Just what the hell was that!?

Ursula gazed down, but her monstrous breasts were in the way, making it hard to see what it was Felix had placed on her. But, heh, let's face it; she already knew. That cock of his had grown in size, hadn't it? And to make matters worse, it was far, far, far larger than she thought it would it be.

And... was it getting larger?

"Mmmf?"

Grabbing her breasts, Ursula gently pulled them apart, where she saw the head of Felix's dick pointing towards her face. A big, thick, red, vulpine cock, one with too many inches for her to care to count, and a diameter the size of log. She twitched at the sight of it, truly taken off guard by just how big it was. And to make matters worse... or better depending on who you're talking too...

"Aaahhh..."

Squirt!

A sudden, glossy blast of precum shot out of Felix' slit, coating Ursula's breasts and face. She groaned from the heat it covered her in, her head laid back in absolute lust. The taste that sat on her tongue - no matter how small - was the taste of pure ecstasy.

"Hup!"

This was Felix's cock, and he had lived his entire life with it. So to say that he knew what he was doing would be an understatement. Wheeling back, he positioned himself right in front of Ursula's crotch, his small hands using every force in his body to lift up those legs and thighs of hers. She pushed herself up off the ground and gazed down to watch him work, her red eyes especially taking note of that glorious cock of is.

So thick, so large, so many fucking veins! And it was aiming with her sopping wet folds to boot! Through all those black and gray scales that adorned her body, the pink of her pussy stuck out like a sore thumb. How bright it was, how hot... and of course, how much it drooled with such extreme desire.

The scent of a dragon... is there anything quite like it? Hot and spicy in all the right ways. It filled the air with her romantic feelings and primal desires... as if her smirking face and lashing tongue didn't get that point across enough. It was daunting to be sure; her size alone could crush him, her mouth easily swallow him whole. But Felix would not be bested, not by her, and not if he could manage it.

So he hunkered down, took aim with her cunt with his cock, gripped it by the base, and...

PUUUUSHHH!!!

"HAAAAAHAHHHAAAA!"

Shit! Big! Big! Almost too big!

For all of Ursula's clout and bluster, the moment that cock slipped into her folds, it was like her body was transformed into a shuddering bitch. To say his dick filled her out would be an understatement; it completely covered her. Inch to inch, centimeters to centimeters; Felix's dick filled every single bit of the dragoness' cunt. There was no extra space, no gap, the red of his vulpine cock touched every inch of pink within her pussy.

Looking down as purple flames bubbled within her mouth, Ursula could see Felix's cock bulging along her scaly stomach. It blew her mind something of this size and caliber could not only exist, but fill her so well! Drool mixed with fire began hanging from her lips, while her claws dug into the ground below, picking up coins and gold within her grasp as she let out even more gasps.

That was it though, right? Felix had not only pushed his dick inside of her, but he filled her up too. Game over, right? Well... no. While his cock was large and heavy despite his smaller size, the fox certainly had the hips to match. They were like titanium; hard, rigid, incapable of bending or breaking. With hips like his and a cock to match, he had enough power to keep driving that dick of his in and out of her sweltering cunt.

So he did.

PHAT!!!

"KGGGHAH!?"

Just one drive of his dick forward threw Ursula's entire body up. Her hair bounced, so too her breasts, and even some coins shook beneath her heavy, large body. Her red eyes quickly wheeled back towards Felix, where she noticed a rather teasing, no, cocky grin on his lips. That little bastard! She was going to--

PHAT!!!

"KGHAAAAHHAAAA!!!"

Another impact, and Ursula threw her head back against the ground. Her eyes closed shut in pure pleasure, her mouth letting out a loud, room-shaking moan. Literally; the room quaked from the power of her voice alone. It was a bit hard on the ears, but Felix didn't stop. Driving his hips back again, he gripped her legs nice and tight, and--

PHAT!!!

"FUUUUUUHHKKK!!!"

Ursula couldn't believe it; her mind wasn't thinking straight! It was like her thoughts were mush, thinking only about sex, about cock, about cum. About his cock! About his cum! Her hands reached up and grabbed her head tightly, shaking it left and right, while Felix prepared himself to set up a steady rhythm.

PHAT!!! PHAT!!! PHAT!!! PHAT!!!

Ursula was a big woman, with such a big pussy to match. Her scaly labia spread out over his dick, her thick and copious juices triggering such dirty squelching and popping noises with his every push and pull. But despite how big she was, damn, she was tight as well! Actually moving in out of Ursula - no matter how wet she was - took a fair bit of force from the young fox. In return, Felix made sure that his every thrust counted, pushing the dragoness up further and further on the ground.

From afar, Dimitri and Gunter had gained enough energy to watch the 'show' that was going on before them. Of Ursula - the mighty ebony dragoness - being fucked against the ground so hard by the surprisingly monstrous cock belonging to Felix of all people. Seriously, how the hell did he hide all of that in those shorts of his!? No one knew, but one thing was clear...

Damn was it hot. Hey, say what one will about how monstrous Ursula is, the giantess had quite the erotic body. Smooth black scales, a serpent's spine and movements, grand wings, spiky blonde hair, amazing breasts, and quite sharp red eyes to match. If she wanted too, her alluring looks alone could charm royalty with ease.

But now look at her; being fucked silly against the ground by Felix, who didn't look any close to finishing soon. Yeah... it was hot. And, well, neither of them were too proud to admit it.

"Nnnghh...! G-guys!" Felix shouted, noticing they were rising, "Haaaaaaahhh! W-we should really get going to slaying her now!"

Right. Slay her. Well, that was their duty; to deal with her and her escapades. But right now, the last thing on both the bull and horse's mind was 'slaying' anything. No... with their cocks out and getting so hard, they had their heads elsewhere.

They stood up, blushing furiously and saying nothing, and made their ways over towards the moaning, groaning dragoness on the ground. But instead of pulling out their spear or axe to rend her, they got on their knees around her head instead. It caused Felix's eyes to grow wide.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" he shouted, "SHE'S NOT--"

Snag! Snag!

"Ahahh!"

"Gaaahhahaaa!"

Yup, that's exactly what they wanted; her grip. As if running on primal, lustful instinct, Ursula's hands shot up to grab both the horse cock on her right, and the bull's cock on her left. Their scents hit her nose, alerting her to their presence and making her red eyes open. But instead of being those powerful orbs that could stare straight through a person, her eyes were so slutty and glossy. They darted between the two, while her hands gripped their cocks firmer.

Back and forth she began to stroke them, having lost that sultry demeanor from before and becoming nothing more than a cock-hungry slut. And yet her skills were still so great, making both Gunter and Dimitri shiver in place as she performed her double handjob. Maybe it was the strength in her hands, or the way she moved them, but damn, even a lust-drunk Ursula still had the skills to please.

Felix couldn't believe it; they should be killing her but... damn, this was a kinky sight, wasn't it? And it's not like he was super keen on killing a woman at all, even if she was a dangerous threat to people. At the end of the day, it didn't look like Dimitri or Gunter were close to doing their duties.

This mission to slay a dangerous dragon suddenly became a gangbang. Huh... go figure...

PHAT!!! PHAT!!! PHAT!!! PHAT!!!

"GAAAAAHHHHHNNN!"

Ursula arched her back upon those thrusts, her red eyes closed shut in pure ecstasy. Her nostrils flared soon after, the heavy scent of Gunter's cock filling into her. A bit of drool hanging from her lips, she quickly threw her head to the left, mouth opened wide as she captured the bull's cock into her mouth.

"HAAAAOOOOUUUUU!!!"

His deep, bovine moan shook the room as well, though the sound of Ursula's suckling lips prevailed over all. She pumped her head back and forth, though kept working herself deeper and deeper upon his cock. Just like before when she sucked on both Dimitri and Gunter's cock, the dragoness proved herself unparalleled in the art of fellatio. But she took it a step further this time, pushing her head even further along on Gunter's cock.

"Haaaoooouuu! Haaaaaaah! Gods!" moaned the bull in shear euphoria.

Her jaw widened, her tongue guiding Gunter's cock straight in towards her throat. With great easy she deepthroated the mighty bull, drool oozing around his cock and falling from her lips, while his cock bulged in her throat.

Her hand on Dimitri's cock started to twitch, pleasure having overtaken the dragoness. In turn, the equine looked along her body, before trapping his gaze upon her breasts. Drooling hungrily, he moved in with his dick, pressing and sliding it right along her tits. Ooooh, the smooth scales of her breasts ran along his sensitive and veiny dick, sending bolts of pleasure through Dimitri in return.

He couldn't believe something this great could possibly exist in this world! Her breasts were soft yet firm, plump yet perky, the scales so smooth to the touch, and the nipples so hard and rigid. He ran his dick over every inch of her breasts as he could, soon thrusting his hips forward as if he were fucking her himself.

Together, the three warriors chosen to slay Ursula instead fucked her on the ground of her lair. Gunter fucking her throat, Dimitri fucking her breasts, and Felix fucking her cunt. And despite being surrounded by these three randy men, she still had enough size that a few more could have joined in if they existed. Maybe one could fuck her hair, another could fuck her abs, another two could have forcibly fucked her hands.

But this? This was more than good enough right now.

Yessss... Ursula was in heaven. A dragon's greatest pleasure is finding treasure; there's not one dragon who doesn't desire such things! But what constitutes as 'treasure' tends to differentiate from dragon to dragon. Some like material objects, others like knowledge, others power. Ursula - for all her strength - clearly adored stealing goods from foolish merchants, and whatever else she could get her hands on. But now... now...

She found her real treasure.

"Haaaaauuuuh! Haaaaaaaooooouhh!!! Ursula! URSULA!" Gunter howled, "Haaaaaah! Oh gods! I'm gonna cum!"

"Neeeieiiihggheeeehhh!!!" Dimitri added, far too overcome with pleasure to even speak at the moment.

"Huff! Huff! Haaaaah! I-I can't pull out! M-my knot!" Felix said as well.

Indeed, his knot had grown to quite the uncomfortable size, widening out Ursula's cunt even more. The red bulb of flesh was now even larger than the rest of his gargantuan cock, making it impossible for him to pull out of Ursula's tight pussy. Not to say he didn't try, but every time he pulled back, he only sent a bolt of pleasure through his body that forced him to stay close.

They were all lest men now, more like hungry, horny beasts. Indulging in Ursula's body, over and over and over again. Cocks hard, sweaty and musky, soaking her scales with their clear precum, while their heavy, large balls swayed. And Ursula herself? She took them all, pound for pound; pussy, mouth, tits, it didn't matter. She wanted it all, had to have it all!

And they gave her their all.

"HIIIIIIIYAAAAAHHNNNEEEEEEIIIGH!!!"

"HAAAAAAAAAOOOUUUUUUUUHHH!!!"

"HAAAAHHAAAA!?"

A dirty, lewd, symphony of sounds echoed out, moans mixing with moans, as cocks let out such thick, heavy spurts of cum. Dimitri was first, shooting his water-like seed all over Ursula's breasts and abs, absolutely covering them in spunk. He was followed by Gunter, who's thick, glob-like semen filled her mouth yet again. But this time, he somehow had more spunk than before, with so much semen shooting out, it even squirted from her nose.

But Felix's orgasm put both of theirs to shame. He wasn't lying when he said he came from a long family of breeders, and it showed when he began cumming deep into her pussy. Thick glob after thick glob of spunk shot out into Ursula's greedy pussy, filling every inch with copious amounts of vulpine cum.

But his balls put in heavy-duty overtime, pumping more, and more, and more! It just kept cumming as those huge orbs drew up close to his body, as if trying to empty the entirety of its contents into her. The feeling of it was enough to make Ursula pull away from Gunter's dick, cum and spit flying from her mouth as her red eyes grew wide. She looked down, watching as her stomach started to grow in size.

Felix emptied so much seed into her womanhood, her belly began to balloon in size. It should have hurt... hell, it did hurt! But that pain only added to the pleasure of it all. The overwhelming, indescribable pleasure. Pleasure that ran from her cunt to her toes, to her breasts, to her mouth, and hell, up to her horns as well. Pleasure overwhelmed her body, her mouth tasted cum, her nose smelled cum, her pussy held cum, and for a moment, all she could think about was cum!

So she came!

"GAAAGGGGKKKKHHHRRRRKKGHH!?"

Gargling the seed in her mouth and throat, Ursula threw her head back as she let out yet another monstrous roar. Her pussy tightened even harder around Felix's dick at this moment, shooting her hot, thick, draconian feminine cum all over the fox's cock. It streaked along his dick, then squirted on his crotch, hips and balls, matting down the fur and causing him to glisten.

And Ursula just kept squirting, shooting out more juices, and right when you'd think it was over, she started squirting all the more. It must have been a solid minute of her just climaxing before she finally fell back.

All Ursula's body did was twitch and throb, while her pussy continued to milk that cock for all it was worth. Her red eyes were glazed over and half-lidded, looking but not actually seeing, and from her slacked jaw, cum and spit mixed with her purple fire to ooze from her mouth like a black and wine-colored ink.

Ursula was utterly and completely defeated.

THUD!

BA-THUMP!

SPLAT!

And there our three heroes laid, having fallen over from all the fucking. Gunter resting beside Ursula's head, Dimitri falling near her side, and Felix having fallen right upon her cum-covered belly. He didn't seem to mind, for all three of them were busy gasping and panting, trying their hardest to catch their breaths.

Just... what the hell just happened?

"I can't... I can't move..." Felix muttered weakly, "My knot's too big and... haaa... I can't feel my legs..."

"Haaaahh... g-get in line, kid," Gunter replied, his eyes looking at the ceiling overhead, "Haaah... I can't..."

"Oh... I'm so sorry, my dear Jezzabelle," Dimitri whimpered, though who 'Jezzabelle' could be was anyone's guess.

They were triumphant... even though said 'triumph' was a bit irregular. Shifting themselves over, they all looked down towards Ursula, wondering what to do now with the cum-covered dragoness. Slay her? Yeah... that didn't seem right anymore, did it? Lock her up? No... that wouldn't work; she was far too strong for bonds. So... what now?

What now... what now... what now...?

"Well... w-we can't leave her like this..." Dimitri remarked as he traded glances with both Felix and Gunter, who nodded in return.

"So... what...? Will we just sit here and wait until she wakes up?" Gunter replied with a shrug of his shoulders, "She'll kill us the moment she wakes up, I'm sure of it."

"Hmm...no... I don't think so..." Felix muttered as he shook his head, "That's... dragons don't typically act like that, I'd say. It doesn't matter anyway; I'm stuck to her until my knot deflates."

"And how long does that take?" Dimitri asked.

"Well... considering my size..." the fox replied with a furious blush on his face, "It may... take a few hours."

"HOURS!?" the two warriors said in utter disbelief, causing Felix's ears to flatten against his head.

"H-hey! Not so loud! I'm a breeder, remember!?" he said before sighing, "Haaaa..."

"Yes... you are... you're a breeder, not a warrior," Dimitri said, realizing something strange, "Why were you - a breeder - charged with slaying a dragon alongside Gunter and I, two warriors?"

"And you said the ruler of Alektrios - Empress Astria herself - sent you here personally?" Gunter added on, "... Why?"

"Well--"

"Hey... don't I get a say in any of this?"

Together, the three warriors looked down at Ursula together, watching as she began to move. Slowly she pulled her body up, causing both Dimitri and Gunter to move out of her way, though Felix was still tied to her thanks to his knot. She was still coated in their semen, so it was hard to see what her expression was. That is until the dragoness herself set out a puff of purple flames from her lips which burned away all the spunk that covered her face in a wave.

And there it was; her expression. Her very flat, very powerful, very dangerous expression. Her red eyes were locked squarely on Felix, causing him to tense up. Despite her belly being inflated with his cum and the fact that Dimitri and Gunter were right there, it was clear that she was still an incredibly potent danger. Her eyes said it all.

But she said nothing, instead raising her hand. Pointing her index finger directly at Felix, he feared for a moment that she'd penetrate him with a bolt of magic. Instead, in a very serious, no-nonsense manner, she said straight to Felix's face.

"Do you want to make kids?"

...

History will say many different things about that day. Go to Vescus, and they'll say how the great warrior Gunter slayed Ursula singlehandedly, proving his might superior. Ah, but if you were to go to Brastralle, you'd hear tales of how the great Dimitri of house Classil slew the dragoness, using his fine spear-work and cunning mind. Or maybe you've heard a few errant tails of how neither of them slew Ursula, but it was instead a nameless traveler who destroyed her with use of a magical tome.

Maybe...

The kingdoms of Brastralle and Vescus have many differing accounts of this story, with heated debates in bars, pubs, and yes, even libraries going on to this very day. Everyone always wishes to claim that their family of esteem was the one who bested the devilish Ursula.

But those of Alektrios know the truth. For one day, a young fox returned to his home in the kingdom of storms, where he became head of his house. And it was through him that his house - the family known as Piram - were elevated into the higher circles of Alektrios' aristocracy.

His name was Felix Piram, and though he was not the most physically powerful or imposing man in the world, there were none who dared cross him. For those who did would not face the ire of the blue fox... but the ire of his beloved mate, Ursula.

And their many...

Many...

Many...

Hatchlings.