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"Is Flame...okay?" Spyro asked, sidelong eyeing the fire drake. "I mean, I was only gone a month..."

Cynder giggled and gently nudged him with her wing. "Well why don't you go ask him? I'm no gossip."

With a huff of defeat, the purple male sauntered over, Flame glancing up from his work on the tiny lockbox. "Hey dude, wassup? Took ya long enough to get back here."

"I guess. Did Cynder treat you to a lot of food or...what's going on here? You're as round as Ember."

Flame glanced back at his belly and grinned happily. "Oh, this? No, dude, you're never gonna believe this but remember when we fucked after you got Ember pregnant?"

Spyro squinted, unsure of where this was going. "....Yyyyeeesss...?"

"So, uh, thing is..." Flame grunted with an unusual blush, rubbing his neck with his wing, "I uh...well, we're both males, y'know, birds and the bees?"

"Kinda obvious there."

"Yeah, see...turns out your curse and potency might be way more powerful than anyone thought." Spyro just stared blankly at him for a continuation. "Um...how to say it...y'know how for a Patriarch, they can impregnate any female they have sex with?" More of that blank stare with a hint of annoyance at the dance around the topic. "C'mon dude, you can piece it together, don't make me say it, it's embarrassing enough..."

"I don't get where you're going with this."

"It's not...I'm not fat, dude. I'm...well...you put eggs in me. I'm pregnant."

Spyro squinted again, then smirked and snorted. "Ha. Yeah, and I'm a literal Atllawa god of myth."

"It's not funny! I'm being serious!"

"Whose idea was it? Some sort of elaborate prop?" he asked, padding up and lightly pawing at Flame's belly. His smirk went instantly flat and his eyes flew wide with shock when he felt exactly the same slight hardness of round objects in Flame's gut as he had when he loved on Cynder's gravid belly. Flame blushed and cracked an awkward grin.

"It's not a prank. Go ask the Matrons."

"This can't be real. What kind of magic is this?"

"Only whatever magic is stored in your balls apparently."

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

The fire dragon winced at the stunned shout. "Hey! Chill dude! Everything's fine!"

"Fine?! You call this fine?! How the fuck does a male get pregnant??"

"Well, you see, when two partners are aroused-"

"FLAME!!"

"I'm joking!" He flared his wings and stood up, Spyro backing away hurriedly. "Chill out! Look, I'm fine! If it was something to worry about, I wouldn't be lazing here!"

"It's only been a month since we did that! How are you so calm?? When did you find out?!"

"Last week!"

"HOW ARE YOU THIS CALM AFTER JUST A WEEK?!"

Cynder leapt into the room and glanced rapidly between them, then surged over her mate with her wings and legs. "Spyro! Shush! Come on, let's go see the Matrons and they'll explain it, okay? You don't have to scream."

"How is everyone so damn calm about this?!" he demanded, but Cynder was already walking away. With a loud huff of defeat he followed her. When they were sufficiently alone, she turned to him. "Cynder, what the actual fuck is going on??" he hissed.

"Exactly what you saw. You somehow got Flame pregnant."

"But how?! I didn't like, magically grow him a uterus while we were having sex, did I?"

"You...actually might have. We don't know. But he is pregnant, and everything seems fine so far with his health."

"How are you so calm about this?!"

"To be honest, Spyro, I'm trying not to freak out and I've known for a week. The Matrons are flipping their collective shit. It's completely out of any conventional knowledge. But all that matters is Flame is safe and healthy, and so are his eggs. How it happened, well...we're trying to understand, but it happened and we just have to deal with it."

"My head hurts..." he whined, feeling a little faint.

"C'mon. You need to lie down and recover."

Back at their home, Spyro flopped on their bed and groaned loudly, pawing at his face. Cynder prepped him a minty berry drink to try to help him cool down from the shock. "What the actual fuck..." he groaned to the ceiling.

"I maybe should've handled that a bit better myself rather than just sending you to see him," she said softly as she brought him the drink. He gulped it down and cringed at the mild brainfreeze. "But...to be honest, while it's still surprising and shocking...it's also kinda-sorta really fucking hot too."

"Not helping."

"I know. But that's how we've adjusted to it so fast. Flame's been very happy with his situation. Ember is...shocked, too, but after she calmed down and they established that there are no negative effects for him yet, they've been practically glowing together. It's weird, it's practically impossible, but it happened so...why break their happiness about it?"

"But he's not gonna like...turn into a female, is he?"

"So far as we're seeing, no. No changes to his male parts or any of his other anatomy...just development of a uterus."

"In his ass."

"...Yes."

"Is that how he was able to take my entire dick the first go? I was mutating him?"

"I don't think so. I don't know. The Matrons would have to analyze you while you're with an unchanged male partner."

"Oh that's great, eyes all over me balls-deep in some random guy I don't know. Can't two other males just fuck my cum into each other like they're doing to the girls in this breeding project?"

"Unfortunately not, and that's been tried, yes, soon as they found out. Your cum only works on girls...the Matrons think it may be the curse power stored in your body or your genitals."

Rubbing his face again, he shuddered, suddenly just wanting to cry from how stupid this all was. "Ancestors...what the fuck is going on, this is so fucking wrong!"

"Hey..." she murmured, crawling over him on the bed and wrapping her limbs firmly around him, letting him feel the slight swell of Flame's eggs in her belly. "It's gonna be okay. Calm down, Spyro...we're gonna get through this."

"I just fuckin' killed my friend, I mutated him, what if I'm mutating you and all these changes are gonna kill everyone I'm having sex with?!"

"Shhhhhh..." she cooed, laying her paw over his mouth. By the time he smelled the slight sedative toxin on her breath, it was too late and he passed out.

Morning shone through their window right onto his eyelids when the sun rose high enough to clear the wall, Spyro grunting in displeasure and flopping his wing over his face. Cynder groaned from the disturbance and stretched and yawned, then rolled over to lift his wing up and sleepily peer at him. The contact with his wing made him wake up more fully. "Morning already...?"

"Yep. Are you okay after yesterday?"

"What happened?"

"News about Flame. You were freaking out so I gassed you to sleep."

"Ugh...so that's why I'm tasting metal." He gagged a bit when he swallowed, still tasting the aftereffects of her toxins.

"Are you calm enough to talk it over with the Matrons now?"

"Lemme get some damn breakfast first..." he grumbled, sliding off the bed and heading to the kitchen. Cold cuts and some roasted mushroom caps were in fairly quick order, Cynder sitting at the table with their eggs in the incubator around her neck while he munched on the meat. She could feel he was still stressed out...he had full reason to, with the possible repercussions if this news got out. "So...basically I can impregnate literally anyone I have sex with. Guy or girl."

"Or herm, yeah."

"But you're not gonna be growing a second womb or something from all the anal sex you've been enjoying?"

"Nope."

"I just had sex with Flame the one time and this happened that one time?"

"Well, to be fair, you did fuck him like...five or six times that night, and you came in him at least three times on the final round. You two were really into it." She shot him a faux irritated look. "Is his ass really that much better than mine?"

He blushed at being cornered like this. "It's...different. Like how you went so many rounds with him too when we first started experimenting."

"I'm joking, Spyro."

"I can't tell right now...too much on my mind."

"Yeah...I get that. I do, even if it seems like I'm not getting it. But...yeah. It's a thing, it happened, and we just have to deal with it from here."

"And you seem to be fully on board with the idea."

"Well...not fully, no. But it's really hot, the idea that you can knock up other males. It's like, the first time in history that both partners of a couple can experience what eggbearing is like! You yourself kept telling me you wished you could experience it or help me with it."

She had him there. But, it didn't alleviate the issue any. "I just...if this gets out, how many guys are gonna go after me thinking I'm out to turn every dragon in the world into a breeder slut?"

"I know...the Guardians and Matrons are flipping their shit trying to figure out how to approach this. But...there's another problem we need to consider."

"Oh no...now what?"

"News of the curse leaked while you were gone. Other dragon cities are panicking. The Matrons have no choice but to ask you to start contributing your cum daily...unless you want to personally breed the couples coming looking for eggs."

Tapping his claws on the table, he grimaced at the idea. "So...do or die time."

"Yep. It's on us now."

"And you're fine with it?"

"As long as you have enough stamina to cream me once or twice a day. You have full control on the issue, Spyro. If you're tired or stressed, you can pause the breeding sessions and take a break or a day off. No one's allowed to coerce or badmouth you."

"I guess that helps...but the real question now is whether or not I should breed...the other guys coming in."

Shrugging her wings, she shook her head. "That's entirely up to you, and no one outside the Temple knows about Flame. Once they found he was pregnant, he's been in quarantine so others don't get curious. But if you wanna engage in sex with other guys and get them pregnant and just start normalizing that...well. We are kinda endangered after all." She blushed and looked away with a shy grin. "I kinda...wanna watch that if it happens...it was so fuckin' hot watching you fuck Flame that night..."

Licking his lips, he sighed heavily. "I...think I need some time alone to think."

"Alright." Getting up, she moved over and kissed him softly. "Whatever happens about this...I love you. We can do this."

"My words against me."

"Hey. They work."

Nosing at her muzzle, the purple drake gave another sigh. "I love you, Cynder...I'd be lost without you."

"You're mine, and I'm yours...as one, together." They brought their wings forward to hook their thumbs together and just stood there pressing foreheads together and purring for a few minutes. Finally she broke away and licked his cheek. "Lemme know if you're feeling better..." she whispered with a wink and a raised-tail sway of her hips as she turned to open the door. She squeaked when two big paws grabbed her hips and then moaned out lewdly when something hot and hard slid up into her tight passage between her legs. "Spyro!" she squeaked, then moaned again when he kissed her neck and eased his tip into her womb, humping lightly.

"Yes hun?"

She gave a shaky exhale and pressed back against him, sheathing his massive length in herself and lifting a paw to feel that glorious bulge of his penis in her belly. "Don't stop..." she replied, groping his tip through herself.

After some much-needed stress relief for both of them, and a nice and heavy belly of cum for his eager mate, Spyro wandered to the Temple. He wanted to just aimlessly stroll through the hallways, but eventually found himself inescapably drawn to the portal leading to the Grotto Temple. He still felt horribly torn and worried over it all, and part of him was screaming against going back and hearing from the Matrons that something was badly wrong. He felt kind of sick. His gut was twisting and churning with the crazy, horrific implications that this powerful magic was enough to physically mutate other males. Was this part of Malefor's ultimate plan too? Subjugate every Dragon in the world, not just the females?

What a horrible curse...

The portal flight to the Silver Grotto was relaxing, at least a bit, but the salty air hitting his face drove home the reality. The oldest Matron sister was overseeing some furniture installations in the breeding chambers. "Hello dear. You look stressed. I take it you found out what's going on."

"Yeah...Flame."

"It's a very perplexing situation indeed..." she huffed, looking unusually stressed herself. "Given your propensity to worry about the implications...are you fine with talking about it?"

Spyro started to say something but his throat locked up. It took him a few tries to unstick himself, his body tensing with worries. "I...is...how is this possible? I mean, I know, magic this and magic that but...is he gonna be okay? Is Cynder? Am I changing everyone I have sex with?"

"So far as we can find, Flame is the only one affected...though, perhaps there is some small positive change for Jeela after you penetrated her cervix, she no longer feels the usual stinging pain of contact. It...is somewhat expected for a Patriarch's influence to cause his partners to adapt in small ways to be better suited for bearing his offspring and being more receptive to sexual conduct, but to this degree...Flame's is definitely some sort of magical contrivance, but unfortunately, we would need to spent an untold amount of time with you in total isolation attempting to dissect and study that curse, and we just don't logistically have that kind of time, at least not until you've gotten as many females pregnant as possible."

"But I'm not gonna mutate them am I??"

"Oh heavens no, dear. Ember is the most active with you outside of Cynder and neither have shown any changes, though I would be curious to see if Ember becomes more receptive to your penis length, I saw she was quite pained by the cervical action that first night you bred her." She glanced aside, then motioned for him to follow her to the secret stairwell leading to the lower personal chamber. When they were sufficiently barricaded from sound transmission, she continued. "Flame is perfectly fine, dear. As unusual as the change is, he's shown only positive health benefits. And, predictably, increased libido."

"Oh geez..."

"He is quarantined at the Temple for now."

"Yeah, Cynder told me that bit."

"He'll probably be looking for more...interaction."

"That's what I'm afraid of..."

"I do highly suggest you at least talk to him. It may help you clear your mind."

"Cynder also told me that...news about the breeding program leaked."

"Yes...but we need you in a better frame of mind before we tackle that issue with you. Shoo, off with you, go see him and Ember and get yourself sorted out."

The unusual dismissal had him on edge a bit, but he went to the portal and landed back in the Temple. Heading up to the dormitory halls, he heard the two fire dragons talking to each other, Ember giggling and Flame laughing. At least they were in a good mood. Ember left the room, not seeing Spyro down the hall behind her. Gulping nervously, he padded over and nudged his way in.

"Back already hun?" Flame called over his shoulder, reading something.

"No, it's me..." he gurgled against the tension that jetted up into his throat again. Flame looked up and closed his book.

"Oh, Spyro, wassup? Come in." Spyro shuffled in and Flame's face fell. "You uh...you okay after all this?" he asked.

"I...don't know how to take any of this anymore."

"Yeah...I'm happy with this but it's still...extremely weird and worrying at the same time. But also kinda...enlightening. I can see why so many girls are so ravenously sexual when they're pregnant. It's like...libido on overdrive, all the time."

"But you're not hard," Spyro commented.

"I know...it's a deeper need." He rubbed his distended belly with a slight blush. "I uh...don't really know what to say about all this, other than the regular poking and prodding from medical examination is getting a bit excessive."

"But it's all fine?"

"Somehow, yeah. Whatever this curse is, it doesn't seem to be malignant in nature, which is good I guess, can't be killing off your breeding stock." He smirked at the joke but then sighed. "Yeah, probably not good to go there I guess."

"No. Not really."

"Sorry dude. But...it's definitely been a good experience so far even with all the craziness about it."

Something about Flame laying there on his side and showing off the growing swell of eggs was turning something on in Spyro's body, against his will or better judgement. The pregnant belly was quite a sexy sight to the purple dragon, just as it had been when it was him and Ember and Cynder all swollen with cum that one night he'd tried having sex with Flame. Before he knew it his penis was hard and begging to be buried under that red tail. "Sorry...I can't control it."

"Hey, no need. Patriarch thing, right?"

"Yeah..."

"I mean, if you wanna, I'd love it." He tried to show some respect but there was a very eager twinkle in his eyes as they remained glued to the sight of Spyro's massively long shaft. "Ember's gonna be a while, so no audience to embarrass you either, no girls heckling you."

Taking a few steps forward, Spyro stared at the fire dragon's swollen middle, then rested his paw on him. Just like the other day, he could feel shells inside. They weren't hard yet, but getting there. With four eggs he'd be fairly big by the time he'd need to lay them. "Laying them isn't gonna...you know...injure you?"

Flame blushed again and grinned. "Nah. You've seen how big around an egg is. I've...uh...actually taken thicker than that. Like, toys, not cocks."

"What the hell..."

"Yeah, there are some kinky things for the night crowds. There are even egg toys for males and females...wouldn't be the first time I've had an egg in my butt." He looked away in embarrassment. Spyro blanked out at that, but it was all the opportunity the Patriarch side needed to briefly move him to action. Flame moaned softly as Spyro stepped over him, wiggling his rear as the purple dragon inched deeper and deeper into him, until finally their balls were snuggled up together and his belly displayed that proud bulge of Spyro's tip. "Oooohhh yeah...that feels so good..." the red dragon whimpered, then gritted his teeth and huffed, clenching and tensing all over and then yelping out and bucking, his cock bouncing and spurting thick ropes of creamy seed.

"Already, again?" Spyro asked, gritting his own teeth at the heavy clenching around his girth.

"Hah...hah...fuck.." Flame panted, coming down from his high. "Dude...it feels so damn good when you slide your dick into me like that..." Purring under the purple male, he got more comfortable, resting his paws on his belly, his toes framing that sexy bulge of Spyro's crowned tip.

"I'm not gonna hurt the eggs am I?"

"Nah. Fuck me as hard as you want."

Setting his paws, Spyro went at it, though carefully, throttling himself with each thrust so as not to slam his much bigger nuts against Flame's. The fire dragon moaned and whimpered, biting his lip in bliss, his tight ass clinging to the breeder male's excessive length, his own cock bouncing against the swell of his belly. Male or not, having a pregnant dragon under him made Spyro growl with lust. He couldn't deny the sight was oddly arousing, albeit unusual to see a penis bouncing with his thrusts. Lewd wet noises filled the room as his slick pre lubed Flame's back passage, letting him thrust faster. It didn't take long before Flame arched back with a low roar and clamped down so hard Spyro couldn't keep thrusting, rhythmic clenches rippling around his cock while Flame's tail lurched against his thigh and his cock spurted halfway across the room. Coming down from his high, the fire drake went limp with a gurgling groan and a dopey grin plastered over his muzzle, tongue lolling around with his heavy breath. Spyro took the chance to start reaming him, thrusting hard and fast, not quite bottoming out to save both their balls from impact, at least until he finally couldn't hold back and he lurched up with a roar and started ejaculating. Flame's penis surged with renewed vigor at that final thrust, making him gasp out as if Spyro's maleness had punched the air from his lungs, then the pumps and gushes of hot, thick cream sent him overboard once more, dribbling his own cum all over the floor and milking the purple male over him for every drop he could get, his belly getting bigger and heavier with the volume being poured into him. He could feel Spyro's balls twitching against his own with every rush of seed.

Finally coming down from that high, Spyro panted, slipping out and flopping behind Flame to recover. Petting his bigger belly, Flame grinned happily, thoroughly enjoying the warmth and pleasure. "Wow, dude..."

"Yeah...it's a lot..."

"No kiddin'. Cynder's so lucky you never run out...better be careful or your kids might get gay for you!" He chuckled a bit, then rest ed his head on the floor to bask in the glow for a bit. "Feels so good..."

"The Matrons said I'd have to start breeding more seriously now."

"Yeah. Time to get into business."

"Cynder was joking that I should normalize this male pregnancy thing and fuck the guys that come in with their girls..."

"Hey, why not right?"

"Why not? It's...not normal. It's unnatural. Everything about this is. We don't know if this will have any bad impacts..."

With a small sigh, the fire dragon shrugged. "The way I see it right now, it's actually a good thing this happened." Spyro's look of apprehension and questioning the audacity of such a statement made him frown. "Think about it, dude. We know practically nothing about this curse, and it's showing us that there's a lot more that magic can do. And the more we know...the more quickly they can find a cure or counter to it."

"Ah...yeah...that's at least a good point..."

"And, well...I can experience what my mate does. How many guys can actually say they understand their girl's pregnancy issues? I mean, obviously it won't be an exact one-to-one comparison with the obvious biology differences..."

"I'm just...really worried that it'll turn you into a girl."

"Hey, I wouldn't mind being a herm at this rate! If your dick somehow gave me a pussy I'd be in heaven!" Chuckling at his own joke, he sighed again and his smile flattened. "Joking-not-joking aside though, the Matrons have been checking on me daily to make sure there aren't any changes like that. Their mages say the transformative magic is tightly coiled around this...pseudo-uterus? and hasn't been making any attempt to spread. They theorize it might actually undo after I lay the eggs. We'll have to see."

"But why didn't I feel the eggs just now?"

"Iunno how any of this is working, dude. But...even with all these worries, I'm really glad this happened." He nuzzled his belly and smiled softly. "More kids. Ember and I get to have a big family just like we've wanted. I'm just hoping these eggs are live though and not just magically contrived duds. We won't know for at least three more months."

"Gonna be a long time hiding here."

Shrugging his wings, he grinned. "I don't care. I've had worse. I could be deathly sick again in quarantine for half a year. That was the worst."

"I dunno, being cooped up in one place can get boring."

Lifting his tail and swaying his rear, Flame smirked over his shoulder. "Not with a big-dicked stud around."

Spyro smirked and quickly mounted the red dragon, both of them groaning lowly as that big dick slid back into his eager tailhole again. "Do your parents know?"

"Not yet...but I plan to get dad to add to the mess..." Flame shuddered and curled his toes as Spyro's ridges and fleshy barbs teased his prostate, that crowned tip bulging his belly again amid the swell of hot cream. "Fuuuuck...it's so hard not to cum just from penetration, there's so much cock..." he whimpered.

"What if it is just duds though?"

"Whatever it is, it's fuckin' hot and the girls like it so win-win!" he yipped and almost came, his cock throbbing and spurting pre against his belly while Spyro gave some short, deep thrusts, raking his barbs over Flame's most sensitive spots. Spyro didn't want to admit it but it felt oddly nice to feel Flame's balls snuggled up to his own like this. The rubbing sensation of their scrotums together wasn't something he could get with Cynder. Flame's ass was tighter than hers as well, though he didn't have the same inner milking of muscles as she did. "Although...kinda also nice to not have the girls around putting peer pressure on this."

"Kinda, yeah..." Pulling his hips back, Spyro started slowly sawing with longer thrusts, Flame quivering under him as those ridges and barbs stroked at his insides.

"While I'm gravid like this, you should...hah..yes, right there...you should slide it into me whenever, like you do with Cynder..."

"I think I will..." he grunted back, pressing in deep and swirling his hips to rub their testicles together, making Flame press back with a needy moan under him. "Your ass feels really good..."

"Heh...like I said...it was made for cock~" he churred, both of them rubbing their paws on his belly full of eggs and cum.