Service With A Smile
Service with a Smile
By Von Krieger
"What is it, sister?" a barely hushed voice asked. It was smooth and sensuous but the tone and pacing of the words betrayed an impatience and excitement.
"I am not sure, sister." Said a similar voice, it was much like the one that had spoke prior to it, but slowly, more patient, and most definitely aware of what did and did not constitute a whisper.
"It looks like a dragon, sister." The more rash and hyper voice said.
"It DOES look like a dragon, sister. But it is fuzzy." The calmer replied.
"It is very fuzzy. It looks delightfully soft. And also cute."
"It is indeed very cute, and soft, and likely quite warm. Cold blooded creatures seldom have fur."
"And it is likely a dragon. Dragons are usually very warm."
"And look at the way it has its wings wrapped around itself as it sleeps, making itself even warmer. It looks perfect for our uses. Don't you think, sister?"
The louder, more rambunctious voice giggled, "Oh yes, it does indeed, though one wonders if it is male or if it is female. It is so very hard to see with those wings covering most everything."
The calmer voice chuckled as well, "Male or female, it does not particularly matter. Gender is of no consequence to our magic. Its warmth will serve us well in incubating our eggs within its soft furred body."
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Skarth yawned and stretched. The yawning part went according to plan, but the stretching was severely limited by the presence on manacles on his wrists and ankles. The bipedal manadragon blinked his eyes and looked around in confusion. He found himself not only strapped to some sort of large stone slab, but totally bereft of clothes as well. What was more worrisome is that his messenger pouch was nowhere within sight.
He had a letter to deliver to someone in the swamp, and it was quite important that it arrive. Skarth's superior had been quite clear on this point, it was incredibly important for diplomatic relations that the message reach its intended target.
"Umm... hello?" he called into the darkness, wincing at the echo. "I didn't mean to trespass or anything, I just stopped to take a nap. I have a message to deliver to Lillith Ekkis, do you know where she lives?"
Four eyes opened in the darkness, two red and two blue.
"I am Lillith." Said a slow, quiet voice.
"I am Ekkis." Said a louder, more boisterous voice that seemed to be barely concealing a giggle.
"My sister and I thank you for your delivery." Lillith said as the two approached the captive manadragon.
"The letter is an order for several of the magical creatures my sister and I craft." Ekkis virtually purred.
"And your arrival is most fortunate, as warm blood is needed in their creation." Lillith said, white fangs glimmering as they caught the light. "And you are indeed very warm."
"And also soft." Ekkis added.
"Very soft, but mostly warm." Lillith agreed.
The twin sorceresses slithered into the small cone of light. Skarth gasped at the sight of them, for they were one, two heads atop a single serpentine body. Pure black scales gleamed in the light, the right half of their body sporting red stripes, the left blue, merging to a deep purple.
The sorceresses smiled at him, their clawed hands stroked Skarth's fur, all three moaned softly.
"Equally soft and warm." Lillith, the blue head, purred, "Both of great importance to us."
"Warm for the eggs, and soft for us." Ekkis said with a giggle.
Skarth's fur fluffed in a blush and his member began to swell at the mention of eggs. "And... uh... what are you planning to do with these eggs, exactly?" he asked shyly.
"Put them in you, of course!" the twin serpents said simultaneously.
The dragon's arousal grew. He rather liked playing with eggs, pushing them into himself, expelling them again; big eggs, little eggs, all kinds of eggs. He had a large collection of rather sturdy, rather smooth egg shaped toys that he used for indulging his desires.
"Don't worry, little puffball, we will be gentle. You will carry them and warm them until they can be hatched, and then you will lay them." Lillith purred, patting his cheek.
"There will be no pain. Our magic will ensure that you can take all that we have to offer without discomfort. Though..." Ekkis paused, looking downward.
"Why dear sister," she said with a huge grin, "It appears that our fuzzy dragon has some sort of interest in being filled with eggs."
Lillith's gaze went to the manadragon's erection, her own lips parting in a wide grin as well. "Most certainly he does, unless, of course, he has a great interest in serpentine women."
"Perhaps both?" Ekkis offered.
Skarth only blushed deeper, rather embarrassed to be the center of attention as he was.
"It's both." He said softly, shyly, cutely.
With a wave of their hands, the twins summoned a large basket filled with eggs. The size of a hen's egg, they were colored differently, each a bright green that glowed and pulsed softly in the near darkness of the room. Lillith plucked one from the basket and began to lick it, while Ekkis wrapped her scaled hand around Skarth's cock and began to stroke.
The manadragon moaned softly and bucked gently into her grip, drawing giggles from both sisters.
"I think he will make a wonderful egg warmer, sister." Lillith purred.
"I think he will make a wonderful bed warmer, sister." Ekkis added.
The blue serpent brought the egg to the tip of Skarth's member, the manadragon's erection glistening and slick with precum. She rubbed it over the slit, pushing ever so slightly, teasing him with it.
Ekkis bent her long, flexible neck as only a snake could, putting her eye to crotch with Skart. "Hmm, my dear sister, I do believe our soft little dragon has done something like this before."
Lillith's smile widened and the egg in her hand began to change, growing larger. It retained its green color, but the pulses of light turned it blue when they blossomed.
"Wonderful. Then he will greatly enjoy the gift this egg will grant him, allowing him to be filled with as many eggs as we desire, all without pain, discomfort, or much of a mess." She hissed.
The twin serpents' shared form crouched, both heads just inches away from the manadragon. Skarth couldn't contain himself anymore, with a soft growl the manadragon thrust as far as his bonds would allow, his seed splattering over his belly, legs, and tail, as well as the hands and heads of both sorceresses.
"Some messes are enjoyable." Ekkis giggled and began to lick her sister clean.
"Oh yes, and useful too. Especially now that our little enchantment egg is fully powered, and is now all slick and ready to go in." Lillith added, before returning the licking.
Skarth's fur stood on end as the egg was pushed into his member. It vibrated softly with the magical power contained within, power that began to flow into the manadragon's body. He felt things move and shift slightly within him and a strange sensation filled every bit of him for a moment, and then it was gone.
Unfortunately so was the egg inside of him. Skarth looked up at the sorceresses, a pleading look in his eyes. Somehow the basket of small eggs had vanished, and had been replaced with a singular, large egg. Larger than anything Skarth had taken in his egg play before.
He opened his muzzle to protest, but the serpents lifted the egg and began to push it into his tailhole. The manadragon's protests were muted by a long, drawn out moan of purest pleasure as his rump stretched to accommodate the heavy egg.
It grew wider and wider, entering him with only minimal resistance. He felt his insides clutching at it, his own muscles helping to pull it inward into himself. The manadragon felt hungry, famished, but not for food. He felt empty, he needed something inside of him to fill the aching void.
His belly bulged slightly as the egg was halfway into him. With a two handed shove from the serpents, Skarth's body was able to pull it fully in by itself. As the last of the shell vanished into him with a soft slurping sound, the manadragon shivered with pleasure. His body had rewarded him for taking the egg inside himself by giving him a sort of internal climax.
"And now to energize the egg." Lillith said.
"And give our fuzzy little dragon a bit of fun as well." Ekkis added.
Both sisters looked downward. In the middle of their scaled body, just below where their form widened in an imitation of the curvy hips of a bipedal creature, was a barely visible divide in the scales. The lip parted ever so slightly as their cock slithered out.
There was only one, unlike a true serpent. Unlike the rest of their body, it was brightly colored, a startling shade of purple. It was long and thin, and very dexterous and flexible, quite tentacle-like.
"Oh sister, it has been so long..." whispered Ekkis.
"So long since we have properly mated, rather than simply filling ourselves with our maleness." Lillith answered.
The two seemed to ignore Skarth, their muzzles meeting in a kiss, arms wrapping around their shared torso in hug. The sorceresses reared up on their tail, lowering themselves onto the manadragon.
Compared to the egg that had just been pushed into him, their cock was nothing, and yet his rump gripped it just as tightly. He could see why they desired warmth, while not cold, the member that slithered deeper and deeper into him felt cool against his insides.
He could feel the tip of their cock pressing against something inside of him, something that was quickly coaxed open. Coaxed open and made him feel so very good as he was filled.
Skarth adored having something inside of him like this, be it and egg or a cock, but the pleasure that this penetration gave him was something new, new and better. He felt himself instinctively begin to milk the serpentcock, eager to fertilize the huge egg placed inside his new egg pouch.
The sisters began to focus on him now, and Skarth found two serpentine tongue suddenly seeking entry into his mouth. He closed his eyes and allowed them entry, enjoying the sweet kiss.
Clawed fingers stroked his furred body, caressed his feathered wings, slipping beneath the chains of his bonds, unlocking them.
The manadragon took advantage of the situation, hugging the serpents tightly, wrapping his feathered wings around them, being the good and snuggly bed warmer that they wanted him to be.
His legs had been freed as well, and he wrapped them around the twins' waist, pulling their cock even deeper into him. His cock rubbed against the soft, smooth scales of their underbelly.
"Such a wonderful little toy we have, sister." Lillith whispered, breaking the kiss with Skarth.
"Yes we do, sister, he feels so very wonderful when we play with him." Ekkis hissed through clenched teeth in reply.
"Mmm... c-c-can I get a.... AH! Word in?" Skarth moaned.
The two serpents scowled at him.
"Hush, toy."
"Yes, hush."
"Don't ruin the moment."
"Or no more eggs for you." They teased, silencing him once again with their tongues.
The manadragon felt the sisters tense. Having just recently climaxed, he didn't think he could be brought to feel the sensation again so quickly. But as the hermie serpent seed flooded into him, making the egg in his belly quiver with magical force, he felt himself driven to the brink as he had never been before.
Like the egg crammed into his cock, this one seemed to pump magic into his body, making him feel strange. He felt the sensation of his form beginning to warp and he grinned, snuggling and placing his head between the sisters' own, eager to enjoy his new job.
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Skarth yawned and stretched, slowly uncoiling his serpentine lower body from around his mistresses' own tail. He didn't miss his legs one bit, being all tail below the waist allowed him to be filled with so many more eggs.
He put his hands to his fat, rounded middle. Massively pregnant, Skarth was currently incubating a specially designed dragon for his owners. The egg was almost as big as Skarth himself.
The manadragon-lamia chuckled soflty, hugging his belly and resting his head on his breasts. Well, kinda-sort breasts. He had discovered that the sorceress' first spell had made his skin elastic and stretchy, and being an inquisitive, egg incubating, curious fluffball, he had pushed eggs into himself there. Lillith and Ekkis had found that incredibly cute, and made them permanent, and milk producing. Breakfast in bed for the twin snakes was just that.
He shifted in the nest-like bed, reaching down and stroking his erection. Near permanent because of the constant presence of eggs, the organ was now used solely for pleasurable purposes, as his digestive system had altered to that of a serpent.
His member looked quite undersized in comparison to the sack below it. Very little usable space went to waste on Skarth warm, fuzzy body. He caressed his scrotum, tracing over all the small eggs kept within.
Just below that was the rounded bulk of his egg-filled tail. The second egg pouch in his lower body, also accessed by the opening that had once been his tailhole, wasn't nearly as full as he would have liked it to be. The sisters demanded proper cuddles, and that meant being able to entwine his tail in theirs.
He lifted his wings, uncovering the slumber serpentesses snuggle up against him. He giggled softly, he had shifted a few eggs around in himself while they slept. Ones that were ready to be sent to their proper owners, as they were properly incubated and able to survive on their own.
He so enjoyed it when the sister had to retrieve them manually, rooting around inside of him, sometimes having to crawl in to the waist. They scolded him for it and called him a naughty fuzzball, but he knew they loved it. After all, he was nice and warm inside. Yes, very warm, as they would say.
"Wake up, Miss Lillith, Miss Ekkis." Skarth purred respectfully, nuzzling their necks with his muzzle. "It's time for breakfast."