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The kingdoms have been under the sway of a powerful and despicable tyrant. The great dragon lord, King O. Morashi, flexed his incredible power by landing within the great lake between the kingdoms and gulping down all of the water. He swallowed it all, drying up the land until it became nothing but a desert.

This legendary action was a century ago. In the king's greed, the dragon hoards the water, or what has become of it, within his castle. He keeps it all to himself and enjoys his state as the engorged warlord of the many kingdoms.

Many kings bow down to him, and many have died, only to be replaced by those who would never think to face him.

But hope still burned in the youth of the kingdoms, and when a young maiden reached the age of adulthood, she knew that it was time to meet the tyrant god dragon and demand the water back.

The gates to his domain are open. The grand castle was once the home of kings, and now, it is the domain of Morashi and is open to anyone who dares take the trip to this place.

And a harrowing trip it was. Our hero jumped and fought through the many kingdoms, stomping the seven dragonlings and bringing hope to the people.

And she does the same to the guardians of the king.

The grand doors open, and the frilled lizard steps into the throne chamber beyond. Sitting upon a throne specially created to house the king's enormous girth is the king himself. His claws clasp the widened arms of the throne. His belly is vast and undulates as he breathes. His cock sticks out, oozing the drips of a barely-contained bladder.

"Who dares enter my throne room without a gift?" he bellows. "All must grant me supplication to have an audience with me. What wild creature dares disrespect the great King O. Morashi?"

The frilled lizard hisses, stepping up towards him with a burning determination in her eyes, her frills unfurling.

"Oh, you're approaching my magnificence? Have you a gift after all?"

"No," she speaks, punching one hand into the other. "I can't punch that disgusting gut of yours without getting up close to you."

"Such impudence," the engorged dragon growls, standing from his spot. His stomach jiggles, and his cock dribbles with all the stolen liquid he has obtained. "I shall crush you where you sta-uurk!"

She speeds up towards him, throwing a punch straight at his stomach, her well-trained fist disappearing into the reverberating folds of his inflated intestines. With a loud "Oooooooo," he stumbles back, clutching at his tummy. From his colossal dick sprays out some of his stored treasure at her feet.

She snorts at that, cracking her knuckles and rushing in again. The king tries to block her, but she dips and punches repeatedly. Each hit is like a pump at the well, his cock rising up and shooting a stream that stains the floor and splashes against her scales.

She winces when she's hit with the liquid, but she doesn't let it stop her from moving forward to punch and punch and punch.

King Morashi spins around, his tail striking at her, knocking her away. He breathes heavily, his face contorted in a rage-filled moment of weakness. "You dare make me lose the hoard I gathered over decades!?"

The heroine shudders and tries to shake the piss off of her clothing.

The king sees her reaction and smiles. "Well, well, well, you can dish it out, but you can't take it, can you? Well, that's to be expected. You are but a pathetic lesser creature. I'll let your scales crawl in disgust, and then you shall abandon your foolhardy quest!"

He throws his head back and roars, the bellowing so loud it serves to shake the very foundation of the room they stand upon.

A moment after his mighty exhalation, the sloshing sound of footsteps comes throughout the various corridors leading to the throne room.

The hero whirls around, and her fists are up and ready for another round. What she sees, however, makes her widen her eyes.

Dozens of kobolds, swollen with full bellies and bladders, slosh into position all around her. They jeer and leer at her, shaking their stomachs, patting their bellies, and shaking their dripping dicks in her presence.

"My elite guard!" the King bellows. "They shall dispose of you through supreme humiliation and the power of piss! Now, go, my minions! Release your secret weapon!"

The kobolds rush towards her in a circle of screaming critters, bouncing and gurgling with the desire to support their master and king!

The hero clenches her fist, her gaze determined as she holds her ground.

They let loose, their golden sprays shooting out for her. She hops and dodges and weaves through the streams, trying her darndest to not be completely soaked with piss from the full tanks that are the kobolds. She punches one in the stomach, and the king's stream becomes stronger, shooting out and striking an ally in the face. Another one approaches her, shouting aggressively. Thinking fast, she grabs the cock of one of his allies. She aims the yellow stream right into his open maw, causing him to reflexively swallow, stop in his tracks, and start sputtering and coughing. She spins around and grabs another, holding him up in front of her, getting him sprayed by his allies.

She lets go of his head and wraps her arms around his belly in a tight squeeze. The pressure of this one's piss knocks a few others down until he's emptied. She throws him at a mini legion of others, bowling them over and sending their spray off into multiple directions, humiliating them instead of the hero who has come.

Some stuff drips off her, but she stands tall, turning her gaze back to the king. She stands triumphantly atop a defeated kobold's swollen belly, causing his prick to release an arching fountain of urine. Her determination and fury burn even hotter now as her eyes go straight for his stomach.

Now, there shall be no mercy.