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My large claws dig into the dirt and leave behind distinct prints as I walk into the camp. The sentries were so baffled I had to recite the company motto just to get through the palisade gates. All eyes turn to regard me as I stride through the now beaten dirt paths towards where the lieutenant is usually conducting the barracks. Unlike per usual, I arrived during high noon where most of the camp would be too busy to follow and stare, so while I'm certainly noticed, the soldiers have their hands full and stay that way, lest they lose their liquor ration.

The barracks have a crude fence set up around a ring for sparring, but it also serves as the staging ground for drilling exercises. Every soldier striking their training dummy to the sergeant's set pace stops dead upon seeing me. The sergeant, unlike most military personnel with authority, is a quiet, kindly gnome, and instead of yelling, he follows their gaze and turns around before backing up a few steps with a small gasp.

"Er. Hello there!" He calls out, his usual cheerful manner returning after the surprise. "What can I do for you?"

"Is the lieutenant here?"

"... FIKE!?" He exclaims. "What the blazes happened?"

"Magic mishap. Heh."

"Mishap!? This is a catastrophe! You are a dragon! Or drake! I don't know; whateverawinglessdragonis!"

"It is temporary, but I dunno," I say, flexing my new set of claws. "I'd say I can still do scouting and a whole lot more now."

"But you're massive!"

Hopping over the fence without a sound, I sit and lean down until my snout is at his height, saying with no small measure of satisfaction, "Being small never stopped me. A larger size will not as well."

"It would appear so... it always amazes me the adaptability that can be found in this company. You... better talk to the lieutenant."

I nod and excuse myself as the lieutenant takes a few steps out of the barrack building itself. A female minotaur, she is a former shaman and recognition glints in her eyes upon seeing me.

"Nope," She says, shaking her head, walking back into the building, and shutting the door with, "Not in my contract. Talk to the commander."

So, I go talk to the commander. By now, talk had spread through the camp, and she waits at the entrance to her tent, arms cross with pursed lips and a raised brow as I approach, appearing more bemused than anything else.

"Did you catch dragon flu or something?" She sighs, perplexed and annoyed. "What am I supposed to do about this? There's no applicable scenario for me to draw on for judgement."

"Let me keep going with my current role, commander?"

"I'm going to bloody have to; we'll never get anything done with you around here as a distraction! Bah! If you tell me you came here like that voluntary, I'll have you scrubbing bandages and soiled clothes."

"I'm stuck like this for now. Numean is working on a way to reverse it."

"Stars above, how long will that take?"

"I don't know."

"How did this even happen?"

"I wanted to see what I looked like as a dragon. Numean obliged. And like the rest of the mages in the company can attest from history, the spell acted weirdly."

"Even a dragon has difficulties with that, eh?" She grumbles, scratching the back of her head as she thinks. "Alright, report at midnight from now on, don't wake up half the camp while you're at it, and continue as is otherwise. Hmmm... I could have you help move rocks in the mine. Buuut the miners would probably run in terror at the first sight of you after half the misfortune they've been through. Bugger. Whatever, now be on your way. Shoo!"

Chuckling a little, I shoo, striding out of camp and back into the hills. I see a few soldiers follow, but they quickly lose me in the dense trees. They call out, wanting to talk, but the commander would be cross with the them leaving their posts, much less me contributing to it. With longer legs, it's considerably faster to return to the den, and I find Numean pouring through a scroll in the library.

"What's that on?" I ask, plopping down on a small mound of cushions across from his own.

"Draconic pregnancy," He answers matter o' factly.

"You don't know much about your own kind's reproduction?"

"Are you aware of early signs of pregnancy in your own race?"

"From the start, no... but afterwards, it becomes obvious."

"Well, I don't suspect your commanding officer would like to give the luxury of that time. Fortunately, it doesn't take terribly long since dragons do not carry the full pregnancy like mammals. However, I'm not sure how to help a female through egg laying."

"We don't know I'm even carrying eggs."

"You are," He states. "I eat roughly an entire deer in two days. You ate three elk just yesterday and woke up hungry for more. At first, I thought it was polymorphing fatigue brought on by the sudden transformation, but even then, it's not like this."

"Oh. Erm. I didn't think of that..."

He snorts a thin plume of smoke, "If anyone of us two deserves to be carefree, it's certainly you."

"Is there a way to, you know, make them stop growing?"

"Yes and no. The body of a dragon, much less the shell of a formed egg, is very strong. I'm afraid the only method I know of is whipping you in the belly with my tail."

"Let's... not."

"Agreed. I've contacted mine brother on the matter; he's not just more knowledgeable than I on the interaction of magic with living bodies, but studies it."

"Oh. So, you do have family you speak with."

He shrugs. "Family has come to be a negative term for me. He is my friend. That is the way I prefer to stipulate our relationship."

"Numi, question."

"Yes?"

"Did you always have two shadows?"

"What?"

He glances at his silhouette, realizes it is in fact split into two separate dragons, and then is promptly bowled over by an invisible force. Dropping the scroll, he lands in a heap with an identical copy of himself on top, being positively licked from snout to chest. The newcomer is exactly like Numi in every way except for their adornment of gems and silver. Wearing chains wrapped between both horns enwrapped in rings, a chunky necklace heavy with amber, and several bands along the tail, the dragon leaps off Numi and then pounces right back on like a playful kitten.

"She calls you Numi too!" He laughs.

"Yes, yes! Yes, he does, now will you get off of me for ten bedamned seconds!" Numi says between licks before pushing his brother off with a leg.

"Oh! Yes, I see now why you sent for me now."

"Sent for you? I sent a letter. That you were meant to respond to also via letter."

"Numi... you were gone for a long time without a word. I was afraid you died," His brother says, going from jubilant to grey in half a second and curling up on himself.

"Fine, fine, Gleis. I won't argue since you're here now. Or ask how you traced that letter; I suspect the explanation will be beyond me anyhow."

"Your pocket portals leave lingering traces that can be reopened. That's all," Glies sighs before turning to me. "Also, hello! I am Gleis, egg-sharer of Numi and studier of biomancy."

"Hi. I'm Fike, cat-turned-dragon. Pleased to meet you. Also... what's an egg-sharer?"

"Twins, as you might call them. Only, Numi and I shared an especially big egg."

"I did not know that could happen."

"More often than you might think, actually."

"Anyways," Numi steers him back on track. "Could you examine Fike, now that you're here?"

"What for exactly?" Gleis asks.

"Fertilization in specific. General health as well."

Gleis stares at him for a moment in disbelief before he bursts out laughing.

"What's so entertaining to you?" Numi growls.

"You don't know!?" Gleis guffaws.

"Know what!?"

"Cross species reproduction, without true polymorphing, is not possible! And that, dear Numi, is not true polymorphing without wings!"

"Then... why do I feel symptoms of that sort of thing?" I ask.

Calming himself, Gleis leans against Numi affectionately.

"Triggering production of sterile eggs is still possible. Actually, a lot of relatives of dragons, like wyverns, can do so as well, so it's no surprise," He explains before continuing in a sing song voice, "And sooomeooone's going to have to help you laaay thooose."

"Is there a way to... cancel it?" I ask.

"Not without something equivalent to smashing you in the belly very hard. I have an acquaintance who tried that once. My understanding is she was being stabbed and poked by shards of shells for weeks!"

"And polymorphing back isn't possible either?"

"Not in your case. I applaud both your explorative nature, but female back to male while pregnant could be... less than desirable. Actually, female to female could be as well; I don't think you want six to ten babies in your belly instead. To be honest, there are ways to cancel it out, but I never looked into that sort of thing much."

"Gleis," Numi sighs.

"Yes?" He beams.

"I did not turn Fike into a female on purpose."

"Oh? Huh. No, that makes sense, now that I think about it. Coloration and loss of wings point towards that. What went wrong?" Gleis questions before suddenly continuing. "Ohh! Oh oh oh!"

Jumping up to me, he doesn't ask before putting a hand to my throat and poking around with a ticklish, light touch. I feel a light tingle with each poke as he moves around me in a wide circle, stroking across the sides of my chest and haunches.

"Ahh, interesting indeed! You're naturally spell obfuscating!"

"I'm what now?" I ask, unbothered by his presence.

"Any spell cast on you, without proper adjustment, is doomed to be warped! This explains much! After all, Numi is rarely wrong or botches his attempts."

"I'm right here," Numi scowls.

"As for what that means for you right now," Gleis snickers, unperturbed. "Is you have a full clutch in your belly."

"Oh. Great."

"Yes, I know it will be strange and incredibly uncomfortable for you, but it should be relatively painless; it's nothing like motherhood for the humanoid races! In fact, both Numi and I can easily help you along when the time comes."

"... Hooow?" I ask dryly, concerned with what he's about to say.

Gleis looks to Numi and then Numi looks to me before stating, "First, we need to know how you feel about having multiple partners."

"Love it," I reply smoothly.

At this, Gleis gets a twinkle in his eye, slightly wagging his tail to and fro.

"Well, theeeen," Gleis giggles, mimicking my comment before the last as he maneuvers around to my hindquarters. "There's two ways to do it. The first is to stand with your butt in the air."

Following his little pushes and pokes, I rise up and stand, lowering my forelegs into a crouch without the hindlegs straight and standing.

"Push your tail up. Nope, more! More! There we go," Gleis beams with infectious approval, my tail basically ramrod straight in the air and giving him full view of my hot vent. "Then it's easy enough to induce pressure by -"

I gasp as he trails off, feeling his tongue delve deep inside me without warning. It's so much more than when Numi first did it, burning hot and leaving behind an intensely tingling sensation that makes me wrap my tail around his shoulder and force him closer. He happily complies with a chirp, giving me the full length of his tongue. It squirms and burrows deep, gliding and pressing along my inner walls.

Numi, venting steam from his nostrils, is sporting a rapidly hardening erection as he watches. I catch his eyes and wave him over with a roll of my head, opening my mouth wide and letting my saliva dripping tongue loll out. Moving forward, he rises and places his forepaws on my shoulders before inching forward. I raise my head and let him slide his pulsing draconic shaft directly into my maw, wrapping my tongue thickly around it as he does so. He let's out a deeply pleasured breath, beginning to lightly hump into my mouth and push his tip down my throat. I moan deeply, feeling his spikes and ridges across my tongue while Gleis applies his ample tongue from behind.

The two quickly fall into a rhythm, Numi thrusting forward and pushing me back into Gleis's administrations, and I quickly discern they are obviously more than just loving brothers. My legs begin to shake, juices thickly flowing out of my vent and dripping lewdly to the floor with Gleis no doubt drenched, as Numi's pre is hot and thick across my tongue, the horny dragon increasing in fervor, pushing further and further into my throat until it begins to bulge outward with each hump into my face.

"No, don't falter!" Gleis warns, pulling back for a moment. "This shuddering state would be perfect for dislodging an egg!"

I acknowledge him with a throat-stuffed grunt, sucking along Numi's cock. Letting out a familiar sharp breath, I know he's close and clamp down on his dick, redoubling massaging his length with my throat as he fully sheaths himself in me. With an inarticulate, suppressed roar, he begins to pound into my maw, wrapping himself around my neck with his arms for grip as he slams the knot past my lips and stuffs my throat full of pulsing dragon meat. His urethra distends with cum along where my tongue cushions it, my mate making small reflexive thrusts as it blasts directly into my throat.

Gleis fully grinds the tip of his snout into my vent, gaping the entrance wide as his tongue reaches that bit further in with the gratuitous fleshy sound of him devouring my pussy and fluids washing over his face and tongue. That's nothing in comparison as I cum, forcing him with my tail to keep his snout locked tightly against my folds and leaving the devoted male gulping my fluids just to keep from drowning. After a minute, I release Gleis, letting him scoot back as Numi continues delivering a hot drink straight from the tap. I keep sucking even as he finally finishes, enjoying how he shudders before I release his length.

"For the other," I hear Gleis behind me, looking over my shoulder to see the drenched dragon shuddering with lust, hot and bothered with an erection leaking precum in practically a small river. "We'll need you on your back."

Gladly complying, I roll over, Numi being ushered over by Gleis. Exchanging a word with him, Numi nods and both big males pin my hindlegs down, encroaching forward and almost sharing a kiss with their tongues as they widen their jaws. It feels almost like I'm being devoured by a two headed beast with the grazing of their teeth against my thighs as both tongues sink into me at once.

If one was good, two is absolutely fucking better, gaping my vent open with their saliva thickly intermixing with my juices as they delve inside me in tandem. I moan and shudder, stuck and forced to take both of their tongues at once as they delve inside me, each like a tendril with a mind of its own that writhes in my already sensitive sex. It doesn't last long, however, as Gleis begins to moan, breathing steam so hot it nearly burns me until he pulls back, pressing himself against Numi.

"Please, Numi! I'm trying but I need your cock! Break me! Breed me!" He begs with urging nips and kisses. "I'm your bitch as I've always been!"

"He needs it more than even I do, Numi," I grin wolfishly, surprised by the sudden outburst.

"Don't leave Fike out. Get your cute little face to work down there!" Numi commands as he pushes Gleis against my sex. "I guess I do have a bit of time to make up to you, after all."

Draping his wings over Gleis in a tight hug, Numi raises a leg and braces against his haunch, lifting the tail up and pushing it flat against Gleis's back as he mounts him. Gleis lets out an even higher pitched moan than I have thus far as Numi thrusts into him all at once, making the submissive male groan with relief as his empty void is finally filled.

Gleis nuzzles his snout into my vent, lapping and lavishing kisses upon it, but it's a far cry from his previous performance as his attention is divided by a thick dick being slammed into his tailhole as Numi launches into a quick, rough pace that leaves Gleis crying in both pain and pleasure as he's stretched wide to accommodate the insertion.

"Just enjoy yourself," I murmur to Gleis, shifting around so he can rest his head on my side.

"T-thank you," He moans softly with tears in his eyes, Numi fucking him hard enough to rock us both, before crying out. "Y-yes! Yes! Give it to me!"

Numi groans as he pressed down with his fully body weight into his brother's willing hole, forcing the last resistance in his body to utterly submit to the fat bitch breaker that is his knot popping in, slamming into Gleis's prostate with the force of a collapsing mountain.

Cumming so hard a few drops even reaches me, Gleis paints the floor with rope after rope of his seed as Numi breeds his tailhole without an ounce of mercy, popping the knot out before forcing it back in, gaping Gleis until he can freely knot fuck the other male like a female. With a dominant roar, Numi bites down on Gleis's shoulder with enough force to pierce the scales and draw blood, slamming the knot in and grinding his hips against his submissive lover's. Gleis climaxes again with high pitched whines, taking deep breaths and yelping as Numi roughly pulls out. Slapping his dick against Gleis's ass, he fires off the last of his load over his back, having filled and now painted him as his bitch.

With that, Gleis collapses in a sticky heap, seeming to be barely conscious for a moment before his eyes flutter open.

"Thanks, Numi. I needed that..." He purrs.

"Are... are you okay?" I ask.

"I've been broken and filled to the brim with seed of a dominant male until it's flowing out of my hole and dripping down my own dick. Very few things are more satisfying..." He chirps, slowly reviving.

"He's taken bigger than me," Numi says, hopping down.

"You two still got stamina left?"

"Yes!" They both answer.

"Good!" I bark, flipping over Gleis and sinking his shaft down into my vagina until I can satisfyingly grind against his knot. "Now both of you fuck me properly!"

Raising my tail high for Numi, he eagerly leaps up and hugs me from behind. His dick is thoroughly lubed by this point and spreads my own tailhole with ease. I groan, feeling the familiar, intense pressure as he gradually presses his cock into me, feeling him still leaking a few strands of hot cum. I'm almost disappointed I don't feel the gratifying pleasure of his dick against my prostate, but it's added stimulation, and that's all that matters right now.

"Come on, little dragon," I coo at Gleis below me. "Give it to me good, and I'll give you a cuddle later."

If a dragon could blush, Gleis would, nodding and giving me a small submissive smile as he pumps his hips to thrust upwards into me. Numi humps into my ass as well, and it only takes two or three pumps into my shared body before they set into a rhythm. I hiss and loll my tongue out in satisfaction, thickly licking and kissing Gleis across his snout and face as I feel my inner flesh squeezed between two wonderfully sized and textured cocks.

"Good boys!" I moan before focusing on Gleis again, "But especially you. Such a devoted male to anyone and everything. That deserves rewards."

I squeeze around their lengths, Numi groaning in pleasure as Gleis moans submissively.

"Go ahead, pet him behind the ears," Numi encourages. "He loves that. And chin scritches."

Doing so, Gleis melts for me, purring like a kitten as I scratch his ears and chin gently. He thrusts more needly, Numi keeping pace as the friction and pleasure all becomes too much as I tighten around and milk their shafts for all they're worth.

"Knot me! Knot me!" I beg, moaning in pleasure as Gleis sinks into me down to the base and beings to cum.

Trapped by his knot, it surges straight up my cervix and into the womb, filling me to the brim with thick, molten warmth. Numi, however, doesn't even try, and instead rides out his own orgasm while he grinds the promise of the thick bulb against my hole. In hindsight, I'm glad he's smarter than me when on the brink of orgasm, cum bubbling up around his shaft and leaking out of my tailhole and onto Gleis's crotch. I launch straight into round two, pushing back into their dicks inside me.

Knotted as he is, poor, sore Gleis is forced to continue while Numi only chuckles and begins to pound back with pleasure. Riding them both into the second round, Gleis fills my womb even more, pressure building up until it begins to leak out even around his knot. I give into Gleis's pleading and let him pull out, his semen spilling out over the floor. I use him as a pillow just as I did for him as Numi continues into the third round.

By now I've finally loosened up enough that Numi feels comfortable anally knotting me. I want it out of pride more than anything, not to be outdone by Gleis, dragon or not. In the throws of his final slam into me, Numi's knot pops inside and I instantly have a profound respect for Gleis as I feel it spread me wider than I wanted to go. But the feeling of Numi's pulsing draggy dick inside me is too satisfying, especially as he pumps my bowels full of his lust, trapped by the knot and forced to flood into unexplored depths within my belly.

I'm dragged backwards with his knot at first and hold onto Gleis before Numi can finally yank himself out of me. A small explosion of cum follows, adding to the growing puddle beneath us.

"Fuck, this is going to be a pain to clean up," Numi sighs and then shrugs, still ready for more.

Gleis needs another minute, so I spread my legs and let Numi pound my swollen vent as he sees fit, brought to a screeching orgasm that leaves me screaming his name. Wanting to experiment after, I pounce on Gleis's back and sink my tail into his widened tailhole. He takes far more than I was expecting, and with a little experimentation and rocking, I having him moaning and purring beneath me until he cums from just the feeling of my tail violating him. From there, Numi ascents to me trying him as well, but it only serves as excellent stimulation.

It takes Gleis servicing his shaft from below to finally make Numi cum, and his milked prostate pumps load after load down's Gleis's throat until he's forced to pull out or choke, being thickly coated in cream as a consequence. Stuck in a rut, I'm then spitroasted, bred from both holes again, and then tail fucked by both of them at the same time. Switching again and again, all three of us are coated thickly enough in frosting to be mistaken for pastries and gaped wide enough to sit on each other and hit the floor.

I wake up in a heap with the other two in Numi's bed, sore all over but sated. I nudge them awake with my tail.

"It's been a long time since we've done that, Numi," Gleis purrs.

"You know, you shouldn't go telling everyone that we've incest twins, Gleis," Numi snorts. "Fike's a good egg, but it can be a turn off."

"Hehehe," I snicker. "Is it just me, or was that more intense than usual?"

"Yeah, why is that, Gleis?" Numi states more than questions.

"Wellll, I cast a spell on the three of us that highly stimulates the... I cast a sex spell on us; that's the gist of it."

"So, we can go again right now, right?" I pant.

"Is he still in heat? I thought eggs were supposed to stop that," Numi says to Gleis.

"Yes! Enough to literally taste it," Gleis groans unhappily as I rub his slit with my tail. "The imperfect transformation can sometimes leave hormones flowing too."

"No, I'm good. I just wanted to see your reactions," I giggle.

"Thank. Fuck," Numi breathes in relief, flopping out of bed. "I need some water."

"Seconded!" I call out, following.

"Thirded!" Gleis follows suit.

"By the way," I ask Gleis as we walk. "How did someone figure out wyverns and dragons are compatible enough to make sterile eggs?"

"The cynic answer is the correct one," Gleis twitters. "A horny dragon in a rut or heat held one down and fucked them."

"Oh."

"Curious how that goes?"

"A little... a lot."

"You should join me sometime. I've got a little experiment I want to try..."