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Legend of Spyro: Gifted Curse

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CHAPTER 24

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"Haven't seen Volteer for a few days..." Spyro muttered, peering around another Temple door to find an empty room. "Needed to ask him about that fang..."

"Probably doing his own research elsewhere," Flame replied, tapping another door and making it roll back. "What's so important about it anyway?"

"I wanted to try something with my powers but it's wrapped up in solid crystal to dampen its magic."

"Yeesh. I was gonna ask him about those orbs. Ember's been pushing me about them."

"Didn't he already empty them in both of you?" Spyro quipped with a smirk, the red dragon flinching and then laughing.

"The hell dude?! Last thing I'd expect from you of all dergs."

"Cynder's rubbing off on me."

"Literally too by the smell of you."

"Well, yeah."

"I don't think we'll find him here if we haven't already." Doubling back, they went to the Dojo and paused in the doorway. Straw and wood were flying everywhere, the room was full of smoke, and between dust and ash clouds were periodic _whing _noises and flashes of light on a bladed tail. Claws sliced through a training dummy, leaving clearer trails before the smoke wafted into the path. A familiar screaming blast that made Flame's hide crawl and his tail lower on defensive instinct, and a dummy went flying at them and shattered on the wall by his head.

"Sorry, thought you were a Commander," came Cynder's voice. With a single gust of her broad wings, two small whirlwinds kicked up and sucked all the cloudy mess into themselves, the carnage around her vanishing in magical glitter. "One more round." With a flick of her tail she backflipped cleanly to the edge of the ring and a whole throng of dummies appeared and rushed her. A spinning lash saw her claws and tailblade slice through the first line, the spin ending with a powerful gout of fire that made some of them run around in a panic as they blazed. Jumping back from an attack, she rolled and fluidly slithered through several more, sniping her assailants with poison bolts and melting off their limbs. A wind gust from her wings sent most of the survivors stumbling back and she lunged into the air with a graceful spin, lopping off more limbs with the blades on her wings in passing. A lucky tackle caught her off guard and she yelped, crashing into the throng, but she used her landing to lash out in a spin again, throwing them off and flipping up into a shadow-cloaked spin, striking the area with a myriad of claws and spikes. Melting into the floor, she zipped around and strung the rest up with shadowy tendrils latching them to the floor, then with another Fear scream she lunged out of her cloak and cleanly sliced through her targets with shadow-lengthened blades. Landing with a graceful flourish she shook herself off and smiled at them with a proud smirk and pose. "Ya like that?"

Spyro glanced aside and laughed at the dumbstruck drop-jaw look on Flame's face. Shaking his head rapidly, the fire dragon regained himself. "Shit...you two are one-person armies, that's insane!"

"I see you like girls that can defend themselves."

He chuckled back and turned a bit to flaunt his raging erection. "What can I say, a pretty lady giving a show like that, what's not to like?"

"Mmmm...tempting, but I need my mate today. You'll have to placate yourself with your sister."

"Darn."

"I'll tell her you said that," she teased as she brushed past to retrieve her eggs, then ducked her head under Spyro's tail to give his balls a teasing kiss. Flame couldn't help watching her sashay her way down the hall and out of sight.

"Dude...I love Ember to death but you scored a hell of a girl."

"Don't I know it," the purple dragon replied with a somewhat dreamy tone, staring after his night-scaled dragoness too.

"Sexy, slinky, quick wit...hell of a fighter, and she rocks the pregnant look. Imagine how your kids are gonna turn out. You're gonna have heartthrobs."

"That's...actually something I was gonna ask the Matrons. What do baby dragons look like anyway?"

"They're ugly and adorable at the same time. But yeah, you'd need pictures, words don't do enough."

"C'mon, before she doubles back to insist on that 'I need my mate today' statement."

Cynder breathed on a door and it rolled open slowly, Ember looking up and yawning from inside. "Noon already...?" she mumbled, stretching and lifting her wing to show Cynder's eggs.

"A bit past but yeah. Thanks for keeping them warm for me."

"N'prob..." she yawned again, looking quite out of it.

"Wear yourself out with Flame last night?" she asked as she started settling the eggs gently into the neck carrier.

"Nuh...sick. Supposed to be morning sickness but...I guess I have Mom's problem where it hits me at night instead."

"I didn't have that...is it a pregnancy issue?"

"Lucky. It's the body overreacting to its own hormones I guess. I haven't barfed yet thankfully but...it's a possibility." Stretching again, she rolled onto her back just as the two boys came rounding the turn to meet them.

"You feelin' okay, Em?" Flame asked, moving over to nuzzle her.

"Not gonna repeat myself," she yawned, bapping him away while Cynder rejoined Spyro and nosed at him.

"You smell like ash and smoke."

"I know. Need a bath. Wanna help?" she asked with a sultry look and a knowing grin.

When they left, Flame started kneading his sister's growing belly, making her hiss in discomfort. "Flame, stop that."

"You need it."

"Yeah but it hurts!"

"Hurts to start out, I know." Pressing and rubbing at her hide firmly, he soon got her to start purring. "And look at that. Purring like a baby Cheetah."

"Oh shut up..." she rumbled, then moaned softly as he took the opportunity to move up over her and sink his length into her exposed nethers. She wrapped her legs around him to pull him to his hilt, his wings lowering to cover her while he started to slowly thrust. "I guess I should be grateful my brother is my mate. Who better to know me..."

"Mmmm...like I'd let any other barbarian have my beautiful little sister...ungratefully filling her with eggs..." he churred, nibbling along her neck and making her shiver. "Especially that dumb one just now with his insanely long dick."

"Oh shut up, you're so terrible with the sexy talk. Terribly un-sexy."

"Maybe." He made her yelp with a particularly strong thrust, slapping his sheath against her clit and making her quiver again at the surge of pleasure. "But...if we do regain our virility...are you still gonna surrogate for other guys?"

"No, once your balls can make eggs reliably again you're gonna spend every heat fucking more eggs into me, you understand?" she groaned, grabbing his jaw and pulling his face to hers. "We're gonna have a huge family fathered by your balls...I want my brother's babies...so very badly...two right now isn't nearly enough!"

"Now you're speakin' my lingo," he growled, leaning in and biting her shoulder. Ember's instincts kicked into full drive and she went limp under him with a low, shaky moan as she started cumming, her legs twitching and jerking with the contractions around his cock, her juices not nearly as copious as Cynder's but no less present as they dribbled all over his sheath and balls with every pullout. The fire dragon gathered his sister with his forelegs and sat her upright against his chest and he let gravity do some of the work as he fucked upwards and bounced her on his lap, letting her slide back down onto his shaft, the pink girl moaning lewdly in bliss. "Gonna make so many treasures with you, with the family jewels..."

She could only groan at the terrible pun, too out of it from her climax to formulate a response while he kept using her body, his paws groping her ass and keeping her stable while he bounced her.

"Whaaat? You keep saying how much you love my balls."

"Your balls yes, your...mmf...your crappy humor...hah...not so much...fuck I'm gonna cum again!"

"Yeeessss...that's my sexy little sister, cum for me, cum as much as you need..."

"FLAME!" she shrieked out, almost falling off him when her body spasmed in ecstasy, her whole form quaking, her pussy clinging tight and hot around his length, her muscles kneading him desperately for another dose of her favorite cream.

"Ancestors, Ember, your pussy is divine..." he growled, then clung to her with a teeth-clenched growl, lunging his hips against her and trembling in waves, filling her tunnel with his hot seed. Panting heavily, he helped her lie down again, then laid down next to her, the two trading purring nuzzles while they caught their breath. "You still good with me maybe breeding our daughters if they want it?"

"We'd be total hypocrites if not."

"I mean...it's up to you hun. Hypocrite or not...sometimes it's better to put the foot down."

"Flame. You've knocked up what, seventeen girls now? If I had a problem with it we wouldn't still be considering marriage."

"Heh...I had to ask. Just wanted to clarify since incest couples are a growing trend."

"Besides...I think it'd be cute and hot if our girls wanted daddy's eggs." With a smirk, she added "or if our sons want their dad's ass."

He grinned and wiggled. "They're welcome to it."

Meanwhile, down at the river, Cynder was purring and moaning in bliss as they stood in the water, Spyro standing up behind her and slowly thrusting, her paw groping the bulge of his tip every time it pressed out along her chest. "You can...feel them in there...right?"

"Yeah. Four eggs." His paw rubbed her back, slowly scrubbing her with his water power. "Maybe I should just strap you upside-down to my stomach and fuck you while I walk everywhere."

"Mmmph..." She clenched with arousal at the mental image of him just casually fucking her all day long as he went about his business. "You cum too much, would get in the way."

"Still. Would be neat if we could find a way to keep my penis in you all day."

"Yeah...I'd love that."

With a low squeal in her throat, Cynder locked up under him and shivered, then moaned out as her body quaked and bucked by itself in the throes of climax, rippling around that wonderful cock buried inside her inner sanctum, begging him to bathe her walls and eggs with more warmth. He couldn't help but comply, grabbing her hips and rapidly pistoning just an inch or so until with a teeth-clenching growl he rammed up fully inside, his twitching grinding his sheath against her labia while they snuggled tightly around his throbbing girth pumping another hot load. "Hhhrrrrf...Cyn...you're gonna squeeze me out..."

"It feels sooo gooooood..." she mewled out with a dopey grin, her tongue wagging out of her mouth with each breath. Purring, she wiggled her hips to keep grinding against him, churring in bliss. Her belly grew heavier with each pulse of his cock, the black dragoness whimpering in delight. "So much cum~"

"You cum slut..." he growled playfully, leaning over her back to nibble at her neck.

"Your cum slut..." she replied, humping eagerly against him for more. The purple dragon groped her belly and she spread her legs to support his weight, both of them rolling their hips. "Had a dream where every time you came inside me...mmmmm yes...your ridges always feel so good...I had this dream where every time you came, a few eggs would get pushed out when you pulled your penis out...and we were just constantly fucking and popping out more eggs..."

"Rrrrrr...." he growled against her, the lustful sound sending a shiver of arousal ripping through her frame. The way his cock surged in her tight depths, he thought the idea was just as sexy as she did. Rubbing her belly, the purple dragon started thrusting harder, clapping his thighs against her butt and tail, his ebony mate moaning to the sky as of daring someone to overhear them. How he loved that sound. Reaching between the swell of her belly and the crook of her thigh he started diddling his toepads against her clit, making her sing his name repeatedly, pleasure crashing over her in waves both internal and external, her passage desperately kneading his length and her nethers gushing all over between them. It didn't take much longer for him to grab her hips again and hilt into her with a low roar, flames jumping from his mouth as his tail flagged with each pump of his loins, heavy balls pulled up taut against her clit while they unloaded into her and claimed her yet again. With how shaky her legs were from her climax, he shifted sideways to land on one paw, using his other foreleg to brace her against his chest and awkwardly hobble them both out of the river to dry grass where she could flop down. With a purring giggle she rolled onto her back and started nuzzling and rolling and shifting around in the soft grass, somewhat scrubbing herself off but also getting dirty again. Rolling his eyes with a grin he just watched her, his softening shaft shrinking back into its fleshy pouch between his legs. Finally coming to a stop, Cynder curled her paws against her chest and smiled up at him, coiling her tail forward and up to frame the swell of her belly.

"Hi."

He licked his lips in reply and purred deeply. "Helloooo sexy momma~" he churred.

She blushed and giggled. "You really like it when I'm big and round with cum and eggs, huh?"

Nodding, he rubbed her belly tenderly, pressing his pads into her hide and feeling the warmth and squishiness of his cum in her womb. She moaned softly at the pleasant feeling of his paws on her stretched hide and his load shifting around in her from the slight pressure. "It's kinda funny...I overheard that most things you find sexy are from previous experiences. But I've never seen a pregnant girl until this cum production kicked in and you got pregnant...but hell, Cynder, you being pregnant is the single hottest thing I've ever seen in my whole life, and I'm so glad it was you that awakened it for me."

Her blush deepened and she giggled again, unsure of how to reply. She enjoyed his attentions and his honesty though, just laying there and letting him stroke and fondle her life-filled middle. After a while of contemplative silence and contact between them, she smiled up at him again. "Well, if we're being honest...I guess it was seeing the Guardians' balls every day that got me so curious and attracted to yours when we finally got over our shyness about each other's bodies...but you introduced me to so much sexy fun stuff, and I'm really glad that so many of my first times with so many experiences were with you. Especially...all this. The pregnancy, all this cum...even with all the negativity of what we are now, there are positives we get to share. And...I'm kinda somewhat hoping that this sexual freedom is gonna be the rest of our lives now."

"You sure?"

"Not really...but kinda. It's another of those weird emotional mixes. Like...I don't wanna be dependant on you for satisfaction, but damn, even after these last few years of constant sex, it never gets old and I'm constantly craving you. Everything. The sex, your love...I don't know if it was all that darkness of my upbringing, or if it's the Matriarch stuff, or what...but I'm really liking the idea that we're in a position now where you can just come up and fuck me in front of everyone and no one can tell us otherwise. Like...is that just spite for all the disapproval I still get? Is it...exhibitionism surfacing without me realizing it? Is it just that craving for you? It does concern me a little bit...but it's also exciting."

A deep rumble of thought rolled in his chest. "I kinda like that idea too after being sent all over and being a glorified etheric weapon...but I also don't want to just flaunt our status and relationship to others. I kinda just wanted us to be private and devoted to each other. Now there's all this Patriarch and breeding stuff. I love the sex with you and I do want to keep pleasuring you as much as we want...but I'm torn between that and duty. I can't just sit and leave battles to be done by others when I have all this raw power...but that's not my fight anymore for the time being and...it feels weird. Twelve years I grew up in a peaceful swamp...then had to break my back rescuing the Guardians and coming to terms with being a dragon and a world power at that...then the war and all the recovery...it just...feels wrong to be here indulging while others need help, but it feels even more wrong leaving you. And...after all the stress of running around, I was so ready to just settle down with you and we just have our private life away from everything. But..."

"Yeah, I get it. This is a complete overthrow of everything we're used to. But...if you think about it, you're doing something no one else can. Isn't that enough for now?" Reaching over with her tail, she gently stroked his scrotum with her soft scales. "Right now only you can father the next generation, or our kids won't have anyone left."

"I know. I'm...scared of the possible social repercussions. As much as you don't like society and as much as I don't want to deal with them either...it's not something we can ignore. Nor can our kids. Our position is important now...and it'll make us targets."

"We've gone over this already, hun. You have whole armies willing to defend you for saving their lives. You have entire kingdoms apparently."

"We do. It's both of us now. Even if they're doing it for me, it's for you through me too. We're one now, together, whether they like it or not."

Her smile faded at that. "Are we? Just by putting your penis and eggs in me? You mentioned it before but...should we get married? Or...iunno, 'officiated' as Volteer described it? He said marriage is just one option of officiating. What should we do?"

"Been thinking about that, yeah...I don't know enough about dragon customs, but...the whole marriage thing the twins talked about, sharing a meaningful trinket of bonding? It sounds really nice."

"Yeah...it does. Heh...think Flame and Ember's dad has two of those rings on his tail?"

"Dunno, didn't look. But that does make me curious how polygamy works for that supposed heart bond, if it's actually a real phenomenon."

"Mmm...maybe you'll find out with our daughters. If they're anything like me, they're gonna fall head over heels for their big sexy daddy and his wonderful penis and these big sexy balls~"

"Uh...yeah, we'll...um. We'll see."

Giving him puppy eyes and a small pout, she wiggled on the grass again. "One more time? Please? Before we wash up again?"

With a smirk he stood up and moved over her, dangling his balls over her face. Cynder drooled at the sight, wide-eyed and eager, immediately lifting her paws to cup those massive orbs and hold them steady so she could bury her face against his sack and lovingly nuzzle all over his bits. Purring, she planted her nose against him right where his sheath met his scrotum, inhaling his lovely freshly washed male scent. "I'll never understand why you love my balls so much."

"I don't hear any complaints though~" she churred, dragging her tongue sensually over his left nut, then his slightly smaller right.

"Mmmmoh..." he grunted, letting his penis do its thing, erecting over the smooth scales of her forehead while she doted on his sheath and his jewels. Keeping her claws phased in shadow to prevent any harm to him, she rubbed and groped and massaged his hefty testicles, admiring how much bigger they were than anyone else's. Each one was as big as an egg, as she had pointed out earlier, and with her smaller paws that meant each one was larger than a paw, giving her plenty to play with and explore and love on, the twin orbs shifting slightly on their own in his scaly pouch. Her nostrils flared against his scales as she breathed in the comforting scent of her mate's intimate bits, nuzzling against him side to side slowly and feeling his soft sack with the sensitive part of her muzzle.

Turning around over her, he dragged his balls over her face, then rested his sheath on her nose. Licking her lips, she nuzzled and licked at what she could reach of his penis, then pressed on his belly to edge him back, the purple male smirking as she lavished his length until she could suckle on his bump-crowned tapered tip, her tongue sensually weaving over every intimate detail. Pulling back until he heard her horns shifting in the grass, he then dipped his hips as she opened her mouth, Cynder smiling happily around him as she let him gently glide into her throat. Purring around him, she started nursing on his penis, vibrating her tongue and throat around him to get him good and hard, until her nose pressed against his balls again. Reaching up, she purred louder as she cupped those orbs firmly against her nose, breathing in a controlled rhythm against him and enjoying his scent while she worked his cock with her neck, stroking that incredible length with careful swallowing motions. "Mmmmm~" she murred, rubbing his handsome balls against her nose.

Unable to resist the delicious aroma of her nectar under her belly, he leaned his head down and started to gently tease her cum-covered slit with his muzzle, stroking her petals, easing his tongue into her slit to tease her button and taste her juices amidst his own cum still idly drooling out of her. She purred more vigorously around him, and they settled into a playful but slow and sensual round of back and forth tending to each others' sex - he would give her a good firm tonguing in her tunnel while she breathed against his nuts, then he would rest his tongue and kiss over her labial scales while she gulped around him and massaged those heavy orbs. It wasn't nearly as rigorous as their usual sex, but no less satisfying for both, just casually pleasuring each other in the warm sunlight.

The end had to arrive eventually though, Cynder being the first to reach her peak. She didn't fight it, moaning lewdly around his massive member with a gurgling noise, her back arching up to press her belly against him, then all at once she started shuddering repeatedly, legs and tail twitching as she covered her mate's face with her sweet juices, Spyro closing his eyes and lapping up what he could while the rest splashed over him. Only a moment later his cock throbbed powerfully on his own brink, then he growled and she felt his balls pull up against her nose and she grinned eagerly, gulping around him just as his hips tensed and his length lurched enough to bulge her throat out a bit, pulsing thick ropes of heavy cream straight towards her stomach. Keeping her paws firmly on his balls, she could feel them lifting with each throb of his ejaculation, and that odd surge of elemental power through them that was fueling so much production. She drank it all, murring happily even as he finished and started retracting from her throat as he went soft. Finally pulling back, she kissed his tip, giving it a few suckling kisses of adoration before patting his balls lightly for him to move.

"Thought you were gonna want it all in your womb again," he said as he used his water power to scrub his face.

"Nah..." Getting up slowly, she stretched and wiggled, giving him a full shot of her undertail. He leaned in to kiss her pussy again, the black dragoness squeaking and giggling in surprise. "As long as I get your cum in me, I don't really care how."

"Maybe I should fuck you in the ass again too."

Waving her hips and tail, she grinned. "Go right ahead if you want~ but shouldn't we find the Matrons about our question?"

Her eyes widened with surprise and glee as he surged up behind her and grabbed her hips, grinding his sheath and tip against her nethers. She felt his penis erect quickly under her tail and up past her haunch as he teased her. "I think we can afford one more round..." he growled playfully as he pulled his hips back, Cynder spreading her legs with a grin and then moaning out as he eased into her tight little anus.

"Yessss!" She clawed at the ground, trying not to clench too hard as he gradually sawed his hips, inching ever deeper into her welcoming body until his balls were pressing right up over her mound, his entire length buried in her butt and causing that lovely bulge in her belly again, slightly different from before as it came up right under her ribcage. Lifting a paw, she groped his tip through herself while he settled into a shallow thrusting motion, lifting his own paw to start scrubbing the grass and dirt off her back. "Fuck..." she whispered, feeling his tip shifting under her scales, "why is this so hot and sexy..."

"Because you have an impossibly long dick all to yourself, fully sheathed in your sexy body and ready to give you a thick, warm load of cum?"

She shivered at his words, practically drooling again. "Fuuuuck..." she whimpered, unable to help bucking against him with her growing need. The motions made his scrotum rub against her netherlips, ushering a delighted moan from her. His paw moved up along her back and neck, hips still lightly pistoning against her, then he pressed down against her shoulders between her wings and she obeyed, crouching under him and grinning in anticipation as he got into a better position over her. A gasp and shaky moan loosed from her throat when he bit her shoulder, her body going mostly limp in submission. With another playful growl of lust he started humping deep and hard, smacking his balls against her soaking wet mound, his ridges popping in and out of her quivering tailhole, her insides clinging tightly around that impressive malehood. With his jaw clamped over her collarbone and his paws groping her belly, Cynder was in overload heaven, squealing and moaning lewdly. Climax after climax wracked her over their short interlude, Spyro doing nothing to hold himself back, giving her a deep quick lovemaking in her ass, bucking against her with growing need. "S...Spyro...c-cuuuhhhm in me!" she gasped out, clenching so tight on him he could barely pull out. Cum he did, slapping his hips firmly against her and shuddering with a loud groan against her neck. She squealed happily as she felt that first tensing surge of his dick in her, then the repeated pulses and the spreading warmth of his cream flooding her belly. Her middle rounded and sagged even lower, making her look pregnant with twelve or so eggs by the time she couldn't take any more and it started gushing out of her firm grip on his shaft, splattering all over between them, dripping down her snatch and his heavy jewels. Huffing and panting, he licked over the indents of his teeth in her scales, his beautiful mate slumping in the grass with a dopey, tongue-lolled glassy-eyed grin of bliss in her afterglow.

"Buttslut like Flame much now, hun?" he whispered as he started cleaning their mess once again, leaving himself hilted in her for now.

"Mmmmmh...so much...better with you...oh Spyro I love you so much..." she murred back, giving a shaky stretch of her forelegs and wings. "Wanna just leave your dick in my butt for now?"

"I would, but we really do need to find them and Volteer."

While she recovered, she purred as he cleaned her off, the tickling swishy sensations of his water power leaving her pleasantly smooth and soft and feeling a bit warm from the scrub, but not sore like a sponge or cloth would. When he finally pulled out, he was still semi-hard, even while he cleaned himself and her undertail. When he was finished she turned around to kiss his bits again, giving his cocktip a parting lick, then she moved up to nuzzle at his neck, the two sharing a hug with their wings. "You're the best thing to ever happen to me..." she whispered.

"And you for me..." he replied, licking along the bridge of her muzzle and then giving her a kiss atop the pattern on her head. "Wanna come with or are you gonna chill here after all that and your practice?"

"I'll go with you. If you get horny again, gotta hide your dick somewhere." She shot him a playful wink and he rolled his eyes.

"Horny brat."

"Whaaaaat? I love having you inside me."

"Yeah, thanks detective, I've noticed."

With a little laugh she brushed along him like a cat, purring. "Still feeling a little shaky though...how do you manage to make me cum so hard?"

"Hey, gotta keep my beautiful other half adequately pleasured." He nibbled at the pattern on her rear, making her slap him lightly with the flat of her tail blade.

"Alright, mister, if you get me riled up again we're not getting anywhere."

"Is that a complaint?"

"No, but it will be if we keep putting aside our questions for more glorious sex."

"I think we should move to the Grotto then. We can just casually have sex whenever we want there, even when others come looking for us."

"Yeah...but let's talk about that later."

It was a smooth portal flight to the Grotto Temple, the skies open and clear and the wind chilly with the promise of fresh snow by nightfall. Cynder shivered and grinned. "Oohh that cold breeze feels great!"

"Sure does. Very refreshing. Looks like things are still progressing smoothly."

They circled lazily over the Silver Grotto Temple construction. Houses were almost fully complete, with tenants already moving in while the finishing touches were applied. The Temple was still fairly skeletal, but the main breeding rooms and lobby, the main priority for now, looked complete even as stonemasons and artisans chiselled designs into the rocks and bricks. Many of the storefronts and workshops were finished up with lumber and cloth, a temporary enclosure in case of a sudden bad winter onset before they could properly finish the stonework. Wagons of belongings were everywhere, lined up in an orderly fashion, many of them tarped up. There was some sort of priority to getting everyone settled, but neither of them knew it, it wasn't their job after all. A few columns of smoke rose into the afternoon breezes, carrying smells of hot metal, charcoal and wood fuel, smoking meats, and stewing soups. Cynder's mouth watered. "Hey Spyro? Wanna grab something to eat?"

"Yeah, why not, could use a snack."

Alighting on the main workshop road by some of the roaring open kitchens, they padded over quickly, some of the girls squealing at their arrival and bounding over to meet them.

"You're back!"

"Yeah, we need to chat with the Matrons again, but I'm hungry," Cynder replied, keeping her wings folded a bit high so others could see how big she was with Spyro's cum. The sight was definitely catching a few eyes.

A few casual questions here and there, some smoked meat and tasty yeasty buns full of saucy pulled meat and grilled veggies, and they were on their way to the Temple.

"Hello, dears, what brings you here today?" one of the old ladies asked.

"Just a small thing that came up while we were talking," Cynder replied, running a paw over the neck incubator against her chest. "What do baby dragons look like? We've never seen them before so...we have no idea what to expect when they hatch."

"I think we're also...ready to decide where to stay. It'll be easier to stay here for the most part and have our home as a getaway for now."

"Both are excellent! We can take care of that first concern right now, actually. Come, follow."

There were quite a few breeding rooms along this middle level, Spyro blushing at the implications. Through a heavy door, they found a growing library, being organized even as they passed through, with some of the girls Flame had already helped impregnate showing signs of eggs while they shelves books and scrolls. A lot of the work paused as everyone gawked at the hero couple. Another of the Matron sisters was busy labeling and charging a bunch of scrolls and books on a table near the back, glancing up at them through her massively thick glasses. "Oh, looking for some reading materials?"

"Yes, we need that scroll about hatchling physiology and age progression."

She picked up a scroll as if it had been waiting for this moment. "Right here."

"Thank you."

"I do have a question for Spyro afterwards, if he would be amenable?"

"Uh...sure?" he replied. "It's not gonna be another exam is it?"

"Oh nothing of the sort, dear. But, do be careful with any materials here, some of these are sole editions."

Unfurling the scroll revealed a set of illustrations and commentaries about hatchlings, from X-ray views in their shells to the mechanics of hatching, sleeping, eating, and the aforementioned age progression hallmarks. Spyro and Cynder stared at the drawings. "They look so weird..." he whispered.

"They're so cute!" Cynder squealed. "They're so...pudgy and wrinkly!"

"And frail, for the first few weeks," the old lady remarked. "They will need constant attention and care. They'll be able to move around a bit but remember, they've been curled up inside an egg for untold time and won't have a lot of stamina or strength."

"Where are their horns?" Spyro asked.

"Why are their genitals so big?" Cynder butted in.

"I figured you'd be the one to ask that. It's a hormonal thing from the excitement of hatching and it's a developmental thing. They'll grow into their bits at first, and likely experience growth spurts down there before their body catches up. And for their horns, you won't see those for at least three years, though they'll likely have small bumps attempting to crown. When they break the skin it can be painful. Crests like yours, that red and gold there, are the first to develop starting around a year, but they'll be small of course. Weight gain during growth spurts is to be expected, and they eat a lot, as you can likely assume given the growing they'll endure. You see how big the eggs are."

"Oooooh I can't wait to see them!" Cynder squealed under her breath, her eyes going a bit misty.

"They are also prone to quite a few illnesses until their bodies can properly adapt to Aetheric cycling outside the egg, so they'll need to be quarantined with their mother for a few months at the very least. Under normal circumstances, anyway. We do have means to keep them safe while working mothers go about their business, but they'll need at least one of you present at all times, so no Spyro, you won't be breeding girls all day every day."

"That's at least a bit of a relief..."

"Can we still have sex when we're with them?"

"Of course, dear. Just nothing too intensive. Personally I believe it's important for them to know their parents care for each other."

Nuzzling at her mate, Cynder grinned happily, then nosed at the eggs suspended from her neck. "I just...really hope they're not gonna wait for ages to hatch..."

"All we can do now is wait. It's one aspect of life we have no power to rush."

The old one's sister arose from her cataloguing, her back popping in multiple spots, making the two younger dragons wince. "Alright, time for a break. And for that question." She looked to Spyro with an unusual, somewhat shy grin. "I don't suppose you would have time today to help me test that fertility guarantee of your Patriarch abilities?"

"Uhhh... I don't see why not, but you said this wouldn't be an exam?"

"Oh, not an exam...more of a personal theory. I'd like to see if you can get me pregnant."

He blushed heavily and Cynder giggled. The second sister smirked and shook her head. "Still can't get over your clutch craze. Perhaps I should take Cynder for some magic training, it does come in very handy when dealing with the little ones."

"Only if Spyro is okay with the arrangement."

He gulped nervously. "I uh...guess it...would be okay? I mean, after all the stuff you Matrons have done to help us..."

"It's entirely your call, hun. I could always have Flame assist if you would rather not."

Cynder nuzzled him. "Think of it as training for dealing with much older ladies from afar."

"Well, I'm not opposed to it, I was thinking more about the time and getting our things from the house to settle here. Before it starts snowing."

"That is a fair point, young one, but it won't snow until morning."

"I'm more worried about our food stores, actually. That's been one of my main concerns about moving here or splitting residence."

"Mmm...true. We could send Cynder's bodyguard to retrieve the food and bring it here?"

Canting her head in confusion, Cynder blinked at that. "I have a bodyguard?"

A sly wink and knowing smirk was the reply. "You got to know them pretty personally."

"What...oh! Those two? Huh...I didn't know they were my guard detail, I thought they were just general portal duty guards."

"While you're here, they're part of your personal security detail while Spyro is tending to breeding or other duties."

"Huh...neat. Yeah I guess they could help move stuff."

The Matron sisters nodded in unison and broke off, Cynder going with one while Spyro remained with the other, the two heading to the breeding rooms above. "If you are agreeable to it, there are some.more young ladies here who desire to start the program as well. Cynder may be a while learning her magic theory for remote manipulation, so you have some time."

"I guess I should get down to it then."

"Don't think of it as duty, or something you have to do. You like making others happy right?"

"Yeah."

"Well...you have exactly what they need for that, so have some fun with it!" she teased, Spyro flinching and biting back a moan when he felt something firmly yet gently start stroking his heavy testicles. He couldn't help his sheath firming up and his massive malehood erecting swiftly to throb against his belly scales. "I see your development has stabilized as well, no further size gain. This is good."

"Are you...sure?" he asked hesitantly. "Some of the girls at Warfang hurt a bit trying to take it..."

"I can imagine they did, yes...but I assure you, I can take it well enough." She shot him a sly grin as she lifted her tail and presented herself to him. Despite her incredible age, she was quite wet between the legs. "And don't worry about my age, dear, I still have quite a bit of fun even recently, so your weight won't be a concern."

His hesitance was eroding as she swayed her hips at him. Truthfully, he couldn't deny the curiosity of breeding with an older female. She murred softly when his paws found her hips, the purple dragon standing up behind her and prodding her undertail with his tip, grinding lightly against her slit. "You just want it all in?"

"Please do~"

They both moaned out as he pushed in slowly but firmly, his shaft throbbing with his pulse and her inner tunnel clinging tightly with hers. She clenched her teeth at the unusual sensation of his tapered tip rubbing against the tight barrier of her cervix, then whimpered in mixed pain and pleasure when he wedged through into her womb. "Almost in..." he grunted, feeling her do the usual exploratory groping to feel his tip pressing her belly out.

"Ancestors..." she whispered. "That is amazing..." Soon enough he was fully inside the older lady, her paw practically masturbating him through herself. She purred in delight, grinding back against him. He could've sworn he felt soft paws rubbing all over his nuts, even hefting them to rub against her exposed clit. Without further wait, he started to slowly thrust, both of them moaning loudly. "Don't hold back, I want to feel your seed in me..."

Cynder couldn't help herself, peeking through the door and rubbing her slit with her tail, her companion giggling silently and then tapping her to pull her away. "Let's let them have their fun," she whispered.

"Kinda odd to me that triplets don't share libido," the black dragoness remarked when they were out of earshot.

"We're still our own individuals, dear, despite sharing a lot of traits. Now...as to magical manipulation. Have you had any training in magic at all?"

"Mmmm...very rudimentary, and mostly just...elemental enhancement. Not much else."

"Physical manipulation and levitation are fairly simple for small objects. You start by projecting your elemental power into your paw, but don't let it manifest. You should feel a tingle instead. Give it a try."

Cynder held up her paw and a few flames popped up along her claws. "So...I should feel something there but not an element?"

"Magic works for us much as elemental powers do, but manifesting an element is a good all-round gateway to introduce the feeling. It is much the same application, except that it has much more feedback potential."

"So I could use this to rub his balls from across the room?"

"Or to catch a climbing child, yes, the applications are various. Try again, without fire."

Cynder growled in frustration when flames popped up again. "This is...difficult..."

"The first time always is...but once you learn the sensation for yourself, it becomes far easier. When you have that tingle of something without manifesting, I want you to grab my glasses."

"Are you sure? They're not gonna...break or fall off?"

"I am using my own magic to secure them."

Flexing her paw, Cynder struggled to get that feeling, constantly generating small tongues of fire with each attempt. One small flick, though, didn't produce anything, but then flared up when she stopped in surprise. "Damnit...almost had it."

"It's close! Many practice for days or even weeks. But after you gain that sensation, it is much the same as casting your fire in a guided arc to your intended spot of affectation. When you can manage gripping an object, we'll move on to gathering that essential feedback."

A loud moan and low roar distracted her, the black dragoness blushing. "Wow...that was quick..."

"My sister is quite eager..." she tutted, shaking her head. "Of us three, she has been the most...prolific. I'd estimate she has approximately forty children or so."

"Forty...wow...and that's what, one to two eggs at a time?"

"Indeed. Standard clutch size for the average dragoness is two."

"Wow...and...I might...easily eclipse that..." The numbers made her head spin with the reality. "I...suddenly feel weird about all this..."

"It's a huge responsibility unfairly placed on your shoulders. Yet...perhaps the thought is also intriguing to you?"

"I mean...kinda? Spyro was teasing me about making my belly so big with eggs it'd touch the floor when I stand..."

"Perhaps a tad unrealistic there, but you should indeed be able to bear a much larger capacity. We shall see as you grow into the Matriarch heritage."

Flexing her toes again, Cynder tried to make an element without manifesting it. She could feel that energy flowing through her outstretched arm, but once it gathered at her toes it sparked into a flickering fire. Was it, maybe, similar to that pulsing sensation she'd felt in her mate's testicles when he was ejaculating? With another flex of her paw, she made a green flame this time, to their surprise, but instead of dispelling it, she grabbed it firmly and a Fear whine escaped her paw. The green tongues raged but dwindled, and she was left with a dim glow of...nothing. Her pawpads tingled, but there was no fire left.

"Very good! Contrive it again."

Her next attempt just caused normal fire, but another flick of her toes got that fire-less glow. Another few tongues, then green again, then a glow, then the glow again. "Ooohhh...I get it now!"

"A quick study indeed! Now that you have it-" Another loud moan of bliss interrupted them, Cynder blushing and giggling and her mentor clearing her throat, "Now that you have that feeling, reach out with it. Move my glasses."

Gathering that weird tingling light, she reached out physically, trying to hold that sensation but getting a burst of flame when it destabilized. "Oof...okay...that's a bit more difficult." After a few attempts she managed to almost reach the old one's focals, but it looked off in a large line of fire, catching them both by surprise. "Sorry!"

"It's only natural, dear, I imagine Ember must've lit a few things on fire before she learned."

"Hrmmmm..." she growled in thought, reaching out much more slowly this time. The idea of teasing her mate was incredibly enticing, but the bigger motivation was being able to safeguard her babies remotely if needed. Her magic flickered a few small licks of combustion on the way through the air, but she managed to mostly hold it together, grasping the glasses with a thin wreath of flame.

"Good, good!"

"Ow...my head."

"Yes, much like learning an elemental power, there is some strain involved. But, you've got a good elemental basis, which helps quite a bit. You've learned in less than an hour what takes most of us weeks."

"Is that...because of my elemental power?"

"Somewhat, though you also have much more experience in utilizing your energy for other powers, an ability we otherwise lack. You have a lot more energy to practice with, and a deeper experience in using it, so capitalize on that practice after you get some rest."

The door to the breeding chamber opened, with Spyro's somewhat panicked voice coming forth. "No let me, I'll get the door!"

"Oh, this is a pickle."

"Sorry!" Spyro squeaked, the two elders laughing.

"No, dear, I should apologize, I got a bit too eager." She groaned as her legs shook, her strength giving out from the weight bulging her belly. "I underestimated the volume and weight."

A few burly Earth types came in and helped her edge herself onto a stretcher, then carried her out, her paws and wings fondling her excessive belly. Spyro facepawed and groaned, especially when he heard Cynder break out into hysterical laughter. "Its not funny!" he called to her.

"No it's fuckin hilarious!" she squealed back. "Holy crap! I didn't think she'd have that problem!"

"It was to be expected for at least a few here," her sister explained with a grin belying her own laughter. "Cynder has managed your loads well with her youthful strength, but some others may be more accommodating than anticipated, and not strong enough to deal with it. But, it's no problem. Their bodies will absorb your seed with time and by the next day they should be able to take care of themselves again. At the very least it ensures they'll be with egg."

Cynder took a few breaths to calm herself, then kissed her mate's cheek. "What a way to start it off, huh?"

"I guess."

"Are you okay to start breeding other females today or would you rather hold off?"

Rolling his shoulders, he sighed softly. "Alright. Where do I go?"