Chimerakin Part I
Chimerakin Part I
by Von Krieger
Anatha slowly woke with the touch of a hand on her body. Stroking her, caressing her, touching her. She lay back and let the hand work over her, cupping a breast, sliding down between her legs. The hand's owner kissed her on the cheek, his forked tongue moving down under her chin, and up the other side. "Sssuch a good pet you are, Ana." he hissed. Ana smiled, she was her master's favorite.
The serpent-man uncoiled himself from around her legs, his cold blood making it easier to sleep with something warm to wrap around. For the last few months, that something had been Anatha. She helped him dress, a soft rub between the legs as her reward. "Yesss, a lovely pet, Ana. Would you like to pleasssure me?" Ana dropped to all fours and spread herself for the snake.
"Good girl." the serpent says, brushing his member up against Anatha's cunt. Ana mmms softly as he enter her, coiling his tail around her legs, and pushing her atop the bed. He slips his arms under her shoulders, rolling her to the side then securing her with just a single arm.. He runs his taloned hands across the flesh of her chest.
"You're breassstsss are getting ssmaller pet. Perhapsss we need to feed you more." His tongue darts out of his mouth, making Ana gasp as he licks one of her tiny pink nipples. It wasn't that she wasn't given enough to eat; it was that she was never hungry enough to finish most of it, years of food withheld as punishment, and forced starvation having left her with not much appetite.
Despite the wonderful feelings of pleasuring her master, Ana shuddered, thinking back on the frightening amount of time she was a bad pet that disobeyed her masters. She wondered why she had done it, all it had gotten her was pain and misery. Now she was a good girl, she did as she was told. As a result she got things the other sla... pets, didn't.
For one she got to ride in her master's wagon instead of walking chained to it. She got to have her itchy leather collar taken off and fitted with a smooth metal one. She got to eat before the communal pets, which meant she got the better pieces of food. She also got to sleep in her master's bed, and lay under the thick furs and quilts in his wagon. Ana was also a target of scorn from the new pets; a few of them had tried to hurt her. But they were quickly disciplined by her master's kin, taking the fight out of them with a slap from their broad tails or a slash from their sharp claws.
Ana knew that the Jerrik were much like the Renakana, a part-humanoid part-something else race that was capable of having hatchlings with just about anything. As a result there wasn't a 'true' Jerrik form. All had some serpentine traits, some more then others. But as far as Ana had learned, the most common form was like that of her master, snake-like head on a short neck, two arms, a long tail rather then legs. The only oddity with her master was the fact that unlike most Jerrik males, he only had one cock, rather then two.
She hears her master's breath coming in rapid growls. He squeezes one of her breasts tightly as he cums, Ana cries out softly, her body altered that her own climax is triggered by her partner's. Her master uncoils from her, pulling his maleness out of Ana. The human turns, cleaning their juices from his shaft with her mouth. Reluctantly he pulls away from her.
"I have to go work the sslavesss now, pet." he strokes her hair softly. "Not nearly asss well trained asss my beautiful little Anatha." he turned and slithers out of the wagon. Anatha pauses to look herself over in the mirror. 'Anatha' wasn't her given name, but try as she might, she couldn't remember exactly what it was. A Jerrik-pet was given a one syllable name, usually a fragment of their own, and had the extension '-tha' added onto it.
Anatha supposed she isn't exactly entirely human anymore, if that's what she was originally. Everything before her time as a pet was kind of an empty blur, she got a sense of frustration and boredom from her past, coupled with a tinge of fear and anger. She didn't want to think about it, she liked being her master's pet. She liked being his favorite.
Ana picks up a brush and begins to run it through her long, silver and black hair. Her long, metallic tresses sported a strange coloration; her hair had a strange peculiarity to it. Combed and laying straight, it appeared to have stripes shaped like the way a child would draw a bird, a V with bent sides.
Her master found it sexy, he liked for Ana's hair to be straight and well groomed. She had a few stripes on her body elsewhere, but those had been added. They were brandings, marking her as belonging to her master, who had purchased her from the communal pets a few months ago. It had hurt, but Ana had long ago become strangely aroused by pain. The skin had strangely scarred, coming in as silvery scales, rather then the pale white human skin of the rest of her body.
She supposed that after years and years of coupling with Jerriks, she was becoming sort of like one. Her soft purple eyes had recently begun to change, they were more slit-like then round now. Ana could feel slight points on a few of the teeth in her mouth. Her white nails, well they actually had always been more like tiny, underdeveloped claws, had also taken on a silver tint. Several parts of her body had begun to darken, her tongue, lips, nipples, and pussy. They were still pale pink, but the color had begun to fade and darken.
Her master had told her that the changes made her more beautiful in his eyes. Ana yawned and stretched before settling back into the bed, snuggling underneath one of the soft furs. She rather liked the cold, and even during the depths of winter, she seldom went much in the way of clothing. This had always puzzled her masters, who had to wear mage medallions in winter to keep from drifting into a deep sleep, seeing her sit in the snow, never having any ill effects from the biting wind, or freezing cold snow against her skin.
She liked being warm too, she just didn't like being overly warm. Ana soon found herself asleep within a few minutes. Ana opened her eyes, finding herself not in the back of her master's wagon, but in a strange, very ornate bed, in the middle of a strange, very ornate room. She didn't like it, everything looked all for show with no actual use whatsoever.
Ana kicked off the covers, silky and obnoxiously smooth against her skin, and rolled off the bed, looking into the mirror. She recoiled in horror. He stripes here gone, so were her developing fangs, and her eyes were ugly round human eyes again. She was also very pink. Pink-ish skin, bright pink lips. Ick. But most disturbing of all, her collar was missing. She supposed this must be some sort of bad dream.
She tried unsuccessfully several times to wake up. Pinching didn't help, she didn't feel it at all. She tried hitting herself over the head with a big silver serving platter, but only succeeding in making a loud thwack when the thing came in contact with her head. She heard the door open and spun towards it, seeing a rather pure blooded Renakana walk in. She looked rather plain as Renakana went, a sort of cougar-ish look to her. She was, however, dressed finely, which meant that she was obviously high born, and thus Ana was to be subservient to her.
To her surprised the Renakana bowed. "M'lady, I apologize profusely! It's taken me so very long to find you!" Ana looked around, trying to find the person the felinoid addressed, but found no one. "You mean me?" she asked, feeling rather creeped out by this dream. "Yes, you! Lady Anaskarzia, I'm sorry that it's taken me many years to come to your aid."
"My aid?" Ana knits her brows, frowning. "Aid from what?" The Renakana blinks. "From your slavery by the Jerriks of course!" she says, looking rather pleased with herself. "What do you mean by aid me? And what slavery? I'm their pet." The Renakana shakes her head. "Oh by the winds, no you're not! You're Lady Anaskarzia, the eldest daughter of High Chief T'kar Clan Thunderfang and his human mate, Baroness Iradania Silverwood. Your aunt is the Great Chief K'ratha, the leader of the Renakana people!"
Ana shook her head. "No, I'm not. Let me wake up, I don't like this place. I don't like what you've done to me. I have dexterity exercises to do this afternoon!" Ana walks right past the Renakana, and out the door, and finds herself walking right in the other side of the room from a balcony. The Renakana's ears twitch rapidly, a sign of confusion. "Exercises? What kind?"
"Well the one is where I take these three heavy metal balls inside of me and..." Ana begins to explain, but the Renakana interrupts her. "You're a SEX SLAVE?!" she yells incredulously. Ana shakes her head. "No, I'm my master's pet!" "A JERRIK master?" "Of course!" The Renakana paces around worriedly. "Oh dear, dear, dear. No wonder you don't remember anything. Give me a few minutes, and I'll come up with an escape plan for you."
"ESCAPE?!" Ana recoils. "I'm not going to escape! Why would I want to? I have a master that treats me nice, who I love very much! I'm a good pet to my master! Why would I want to escape?" The Renakana's jaw drops. "Because you're a noblewoman, not some slut for one of those damned snake to poke at his leisure!" Ana sticks her tongue out. "And I supposed you'd want me to come back to some too soft place like this?" she waves her hands out at the room.
"Why, yes. This is, was, your room in your father's castle." the Renakana explains. Ana wrinkles her nose. "I don't like it. I don't like what you're saying. I don't like this stupid pink, scaleless form you've given me, I don't like what ytou're offering, I don't think I like this dream at all!" Ana says ripping off the rather overdone white nightgown she's been fitted with, pulling it over her head.
The room has faded to a chilly autumn day; the sky is clouded with the promise of snow. Ana and the Renakana stand in the middle of a road. The part-human looks over herself, pleased at the return of her real form and especially her collar. "There! Much better!" The Renakana's eyes widen, her jaw dropping as she sees the numerous scars on Ana's body. She reaches out, touching a scaled patch on Ana's face. "By the winds, this is what they've done to you?! I'm getting you out of there right now, no matter how many of them there are, even if I have to do it by myself!"
The Renakana huffs, her fur bristling with anger. Ana just laughs at the sight of the big fluffing cat-person. "If you want me to leave my master, you're going to have to come in and drag me away! But you'll die trying, there's a whole clan on his kin, their soldiers, their guard-pets, and their sub-spawn!" Ana smiles, sub-spawn being lesser Jerrik spawned from lesser creatures, mostly animals. She had a fun time with one of them for a show her master had put on in one of the cities the caravan stopped at. The mix of panther and Jerrik attributes made for rather delicious feelings when they mated.
"YOU WHAT?!" the Renakana looks liked she's about to through up. "With an ANIMAL!? The low born Renakana are capable of such lusts, but not someone with dignity, like you, Lady Anaskarzia!" Ana snorts. "If you don't like what I like, stay the hell out of my thoughts!" The tawny feline seemed to be turning a bit green. "You LIKE it?" Ana rolls her eyes. "I love it! I love being my master's pet, and all that comes with it! I love it when he mates me, asks me to suckle his maleness. I love pleasuring myself for him. I love mating with anything he asks me to for his enjoyment. I enjoy doing so on stage, in front of an audience, so that I can earn my master money! I love being fucked by my master's beautiful Jerrik cock, and there's nothing you can do to change that!"
Ana recoils, from a sharp stinging across her face, realizing she's just been slapping. She looks at the Renakana stunned for a moment, before rubbing her cheek with one hand, slipping the other down between her legs. "Mmmm, that felt great, do it again!" The Renakana looks down at her paw in bewilderment. "You like being beaten too, don't you?" Ana nods, feeling returning to her body. The feline sighs. "They really have made you their pet, haven't they?" Ana leans back happily on the well-packed path, pleasuring herself. "They haven't made me anything I don't want to be! I want to be my master's pet. I don't want to be some caged creature!"
"C-c-caged?! But you're their slave!" the Renakana sputters. "As opposed to what I would be as the daughter of a noble? Confined in uncomfortable, ill-fitting fashions, unable to go anywhere without a hordes of sycophantic followers telling me how wonderful I am, never being able to have the slightest hint of excitement?" The fog covering her memories seems to have lifted for a moment. Ana pulls her hand out of herself and begins to pace around the Renakana.
"You think I LIKED having my clothes torn away, ripped to piece by Jerrik claws? Being shoved in the mud and mated like a common animal? I resisted my training, much to my punishment! For years, for three long years I struggled against my masters, knowing that I was of high birth, that my mother and father's armies would come for me. But they never did! They were both so caught up in having their stupid little parties, their elegant little whims tended to, that their martial forces withered under the constant companionship of my parents' apathy! For three years I waited for rescue, waited for someone to come and free me from my captors! You never came; no one even tried! Not once!"
Ana growls, her lips pulling back, showing developing fangs. "It was eating me alive inside, it was killing me! I lost all hope of rescue long ago, and do you know what happened when I did? The beatings topped. The Jerrik's touches began to feel good. For three long years it had hurt, because I had let it hurt! For three years I suffered because my parents were too stupid to have an army worth a damn when the Jerriks attacked. I couldn't stand it anymore. So I gave up. I gave up, and it felt wonderful!"
Ana swats the Renakana behind the ear. "Do you hear me, you stupid cat? It felt wonderful! I am a slave, I am a slut, I am my master's horny little sex kitten, and do you know why? Because I WANTED to! The enslavement magicks may cloud my mind when I'm awake, but here in this dreaming world? I remember it all! And do you know what?"
Ana glares at the Renakana with a heated look in her eyes. "I will NEVER go back to the way I was before. It's pathetic, it's stupid, it's boring! Being locked away in a plush prison, bound in chains of decadence! Look at it this way; what's the difference between what I'm doing now, and what my parents would have done for me? A planned Renakana coupling, and being a sex toy for a Jerrik?"
The Renakana opens her mouth to say something, but shuts it when Ana continues. "NOTHING! As a trophy wife I would have been doing many of the same things. I would give my mate sex when he asks, doing all I could to please him. I would entertain him and his friends. I would be his submissive little pet, now wouldn't I? The only difference is the change of decor, location and action! Rather then a stuffy, too large house, I live in a tiny little wagon. Instead of wealth flaunting itself, there is nothing around me that does not serve a purpose. As for entertainment, sucking off a sub-spawn is something I find far more pleasurable then feeling about to burst my corset at a feast, followed by a bunch of poorly done dancing!"
Anatha snarls. "This is the life you have left me to, guardian! This is the fate to which the inactions of yourself and my parents have brought me to! This life is one where I retain a tiny amount of control over my destiny, and it is the life that I will live! I would rather die before I returned to the life which you wish to drag me back to! Now be gone, cat, and let me rest!"
The Renakana stands there, tears pouring down her furry face. "I failed you, Ana, and I'm sorry. But I am to bring you back to your family who loves you." Ana laughs. "Loves me? My master loves me. I have no interest in my 'family,' whom I won't even remember when I awaken." The Renakana shakes her head. "I have no choice, Ana. It will be a long, painful process, but I am sure that in time we can drag our beloved Anaskarzia out of the twisted Jerrik plaything called Anatha."
The Renakana closes her eyes for a moment. "I cannot let you remain in their service, not for another minute. It pains me to abandon you to the hands of others, dearest Anaskarzia, but you leave me no choice. I have found one who will rescue you from the monsters that have corrupted you. He asks that you be his for a year and a day before you are to be returned to us. Knowing what he is, he may kill you, or perhaps under his own sadistic instruction, you will perform the feat yourself. But it is the only way. I can only hope the ministrations of a beast more monstrous then the Jerriks will bring you back to your senses, my lady."
The Renakana is startled by the sudden presence of Anatha's tongue in her mouth. "I've never mated with a Renakana before, guardian, I'm open to the experience. Maybe you could 'bring me back to my senses' with a good fucking." The part-Renakana slides a hand down the feline's pants, slipping a finger into her cunt. The Renakana tries push Ana away, but the little slave holds on.
"No! It's... it's wrong! You're a lady of noble birth, I can't! It's... It's... ooooh." The Jerrik-pet has opened the Renakana's shirt and is teasing the cat-woman's nipples. "Wh-wh-what's gotten into you? Stop it?!" The Renakana struggles, managing to pull Ana's hand out and shove her away. "Mmmm, my master is probably licking me in my sleep to wake me up, he has such a skilled tongue."
The edges of Ana's vision begin to black out. The Renakana sighs. "He's on his way, Anaskarzia. Remember, a year and a day." The guardian shakes her head sadly and turns away from Ana as the dream fades away. Ana's eyes open, finding herself in her master's wagon, the Jerrik's smooth scaled head between her thighs. Ana blinks her eyes a few times, a strange feeling in the back of her mind.
"M-m-master?" she starts. "Ah, finally awake, my pet." he runs his tongue across Anatha's clit in a way that makes her shiver with pleasure. "You were moaning in your sssleep, having a bad dream, sso I thought I might make your dreamsss much better." he hisses. The Jerrik pulls away and lies down next to Ana. "Ssso what wass your dream about, pet?"
Ana thinks for a moment. "I don't remember much. I was angry with someone about something, and... and..." Ana's eyes widen in horror. "You have to get everyone ready, master! Something horrible is coming!" The Jerrik laughs. "Ssso you're a prophet now pet?" Ana hugs her master, feeling his scales against her body. "I d-don't want to lose you, master." The snake-man returns the hug. "You won't, pet."
The two cuddle in silence for a moment. The Jerrik slips a hand under her collar, toying with it, playing with the small ownership tag there. "I've been thinking, pet." "About what?" "About thisss." he tugs on the collar. "And other thingss. I'm getting old, Ana, and I have no true hatchlingss. I am not a wealthy male, and will never be able to have a female of my own ssspeciessss. So what I'm trying to say pet isss..."
A harsh blue-green light flickers outside, accompanied by a cold wind, and screams and shouts. "WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!" a voice screams. The Jerrik springs out of the bed, grabbing a crossbow, pulling the string back and loading a bolt. He leans out the back of the wagon, looking of the attackers. Ana hears him cry out in pain, and fall back in the wagon.
She rushes to him, a pair of circular marks on his tail where his armor doesn't cover. She could almost fit her finger into each of them. They're not bleeding much, the blood around the wounds looks... frozen. He shivers, reaching up with a clawed hand to touch Ana's face. "Oh Ana, I wanted you to be my mate, not jussst a pet." He slips a claw under the collar, which glows for a moment, then falls to the floor.
"Sssso cold now. The beasst'ss venom coursssing through me. I don't have long now, Anaska..." Ana's eyes widen, -ska being the suffix for a female Jerrik name, or a mate. She cradles her master... no, her mate's head. "I'm sssorry I didn't believe you, my mate." With that his eyes close, his breathing already beginning to slow. He whispers something into Ana's ear. She begins to cry, he had told her his true name. In Jerrik custom they were now mates.
Ana rocks back and forth, crying, feeling the Jerrik's body growing cold in her embrace. "Run, Anaska, get away from here." he says with his last breath. Ana lowers him gently to the floor and curls up next to him, not caring about anything. In a few minutes the screams, shouts, and sounds of combat are no more.
Anaska feels a cold wind on her face and opens her eyes, looking up to find herself face to face with a dragon. The creature's long neck allowing it to peer inside the wagon. A pair of long horns jut from the sides of the white an silver head, mint green fins grow below them, a number of smaller horns adorning the top of the skull. The neck has a mint green pattern of stripes on the back, like a serpent's. Its eyes are much the same color. It looks at Ana with a cruel smile on its face.
"So, you are the Renakana royal Anaskarzia, daughter of T'kar and Iradania Silverwood?" it growls, it's throat unsuited for the language of humanoids. Ana shakes her head. "You're mistaken, my lord dragon. I am Anaska, formally Anatha." The dragon nods at the Jerrik corpse. "His pet?" Ana shakes her head. "No, his mate." The dragon snorts. "Close enough. If you are not the one who was promised to me, then you may join your mate in death. Perhaps you know of the time you are to be mine?"
Ana's lips move, seemingly of their own accord. "A year and a day." she whispers softly. The dragon laughs. "Yes, my slave, a year and a day. Step away from your slain lover, he will do you no good in that state." Ana shudders and reluctantly climbs out of the wagon, eyes fixed on the ground, not looking at her mate's killer.
"Hmm..." the dragon says. "Not much to look at, almost starved, so you are of no use as food." it runs its forked tongue over her body. "Though you do have an appealing scent about you. It nuzzles her scales. "Hmm... Perhaps a better sampling of your scent is needed."
Ana feels a shadow drop over her as for some reason the dragon turns around. She hears something sniffing at her, and hears a different voice speak, sounding slightly less beastial. "Indeed. I smell traces of feline and dragon in you. You are of Renakana descent?" Ana nods. "I am." "Let me see your eyes, slave."
Ana reluctantly looks up, into the eyes of a huge cat. The creature's head is on level with her own. Ana lets out a small squeak and pulls back. The beast laughs. "So you see, I am not a dragon." The beast smiles at her from the white striped face on his front, flanked by a pair of bull-like horns. A pair of large white wings spread from it's back. While it's front feet are the massive paws of a tiger, its back legs are the hooves of a great bovine. It's tail is a long, scaled serpent. It ends in the head of a dragon, the black stripes fading to mint green along the length of the tail.
"I beg your forgiveness at my mistake, master chimera." Ana says sadly. For that is what it is, a Vangaardian Chimera, a smaller, yet more intelligent cousin of the common chimera. Smaller being a relative term, as the creature that stands in front of her is the size of a large horse. It stares into her eyes, it's smile slowly growing wider. "Yes, you will make a fine slave. Tell me, royal, you have been mated before, I'm sure." Ana nods. "Many times, master."
The chimera chuckles, "I would imagine so. Just by Jerriks?" "No master, sometimes by their sub-spawn, and sometimes by animals as well." "I saw several large cats here, have you mated with them?" Ana nods. "Yes master, I made my master money by mating one of the cats on stage." "So you will not bleed from a spined cock?" "No my lord." "Good, I do not wish to waste healing magic on an inferior beast such as yourself. Prove yourself to me pet."
The chimera puts his forepaws up on the back of a wagon, gesturing to his groin with his tail-head. "You have until the count of three hundred to make me cum. Do your best, if you have not made me cum by the end of the time, I will kill you. Do you understand?" "Yes master." "One. Two. Three..."
Ana drops to her knees and crawls underneath the beast. She begins to caress his sheath softly, sliding her fingers inside, stroking the cock inside. Within a few seconds the chimera's length begins to swell, awakening from it's slumber. Ana gasps, not only is it huge, but there's two. The beast's cock has traits from all it's component species. The twin-dick aspect of a serpent, the spines of a glacial tiger, the size of a bull, and the spade shaped cockhead of, presumably a dragon. As a dragon is the only creature Anaska has never seen the cock of.
She takes one of the lengths into her mouth, her gag reflex long ago removed. It slips down her throat with practiced ease. She takes the other shaft in her hand, stroking halfway down the length, and then back up again. The tiger-head ceases to count, the dragon's taking over. "One hundred. One hundred one."
Ana slides the beastcock from her mouth, switching to the other. She runs her precum soaked hand up under the beast's balls, feeling around for, yes there it is. The chimera lets out a startled growl as Ana slips two fingers into his tail hole. The beast's serpentine tail requiring it to be lower then on a tiger or cow, for if it was, Ana could never reach it.
"One hundred fifty three. One hundred fifty four." Ana pulls back from the beast for a moment, turning herself over. She guides one cock into herself, the other poking from the front of her legs. The beast is tall enough to allow Ana to nearly stand upright. She braces herself with one hand on the back of the wagon, working the beast's cock in and out of her dripping snatch, her other hand down on the head of the second cock, her hand almost vibrating as she strokes the base of the cockhead.
"Two hundred sixty seven..." the chimera drones, the dragon's head giving no indication of how close the beast is to orgasm. Ana sighs. This was going to hurt. She steps forward, the huge shaft slipping from her. Ana grits her teeth, squeezing the two cock together. She pushes them against her well-trained opening, the twin heads penetrating her slightly. The chimera thrusts forward, jamming them in all the way.
Ana howls in pain, having never taken anything this big before. The chimera's paws drop from the wagon to the ground, his weight sending Ana to the ground. The beast pounds into Ana, driving it twin shafts into her with so much force Ana feels like she's going to split in two. To her horror she hears the voice of the dragon utter. "Three hundred." But the chimera doesn't pull out and rend her into pieces with it's claws. It continues to pump into Ana.
The part-Renakana begins to moan, the pain fading to tolerable levels behind the pleasure the chimera's lengths give her. Ana relaxes, a calm settling over her, wanting to enjoy her last climax. The beast drops down on its forepaws, sinking its teeth into the wooden wheel of the wagon. The dragon's head roars as Ana is filled violently with its seed.
Ana howls as well, the hard jets of chimera cum setting off her own altered body into a powerful orgasm of her own. She relishes the sensation of her womb filling with the creature's hot seed. She has never been filled with so much cum before. But the chimera still has much more in reserve, the monster's semen beginning to drip out of Ana onto the ground. Still in the throes of climax, the beasts continue to pump his members in and out of Ana. Just as she feels the cum ceasing to flow inside of her, a loud splintering sound fills the air, as the chimera rips the wheel off the wagon.
The little slave howls anew as the chimera's second cock begins emptying it's load into her. She collapses into the puddle of cum beneath her as the Chimera withdraws. The dragon's head sliding between his legs, cleaning himself. Ana kneels, lowering her head for the deathblow from the chimera's claws. "I'm sorry I failed, master, I'm ready."
The tiger's head laughs. "I had no intention of killing you, slave, with your failure. I wanted to experience your best. Very good, my pet. I find you a more then acceptable plaything." Ana feels a small twinge of satisfaction in her heart. "Thank you master." she says, smiling, falling back into the familiar rhythms of her training as a communal slave, rather then a single owner's pet, her mind made to focus almost entirely on the present.
She mmm's softly and hugs the chimera's side, rubbing her face against the wiry fur. She thought she ought to be sad about something, but couldn't remember what it was. Anatha had trouble remembering things. Her new master nodded toward his back, indicating his new pet should climb on, which is exactly what Ana did.
After a few steps she noticed a few of the animals from the caravan following the chimera. "Master, why are they following?" she asks. The dragon's head laughs. "They're bound to my will, just as you are, slave. Much easier eating with them to hunt for me. More time to play with my new toy."
Shortly the chimera and his new pets arrive at his home, a cave camouflaged under a bunch of mossy rocks. Anatha steps in warily, and finds the place surprisingly pleasant. A soft blue-white light fills the interior. Ana can see several nice things, plundered from passing caravans scattered about. A pile of furs lay over in the corner, where her master apparently sleeps. Ana can hear running water and follows it to the source, a hot spring in the back of the cave, the water trickling down into darkness.
The chimera grins, looking over his new pet. "She said you were to be mine for a year and a day, slave Ana." Ana doesn't particularly like the expression on her master's face, either of them. Usually it's the look she gets before someone hurts her on purpose for no reason. The chimera growls something to the trio of cats that accompanied him to the cave, a lion, a lioness, and a tiger. The three look somewhat frightened and rush off.
Ana's master lies down on the pile of furs, his tail wrapping around Ana and pulling her against him. "Lay down, slave, you need to be close to me for my magic to work." he says, still looking at Ana with that cruel grin. "As my master wishes." Ana says softly, sitting down on the soft furs and laying against her master's belly.
The creature laws a paw on Ana's slightly swollen belly, filled with his seed. Ana gasps softly as a warm tingling feeling spreads over her womb and her sex, but especially her clit. Ana rubs the hot little nub; she inhales sharply, feeling a much strong pleasure from the touch then before. "Master, what are you, mmm, doing to me?" The chimera turns, placing it's tiger's head between her thighs and begins licking her with his rough tongue. The dragon's head looks on.
"Making you like me. You see, chimeras aren't exactly natural in origin, so we tend to have several strange disorders." he explains, Ana wriggling under the ministrations of the tiger's tongue. "With the standard chimera, the four headed variety, it's much less noticeable. But with a Vangaard, like myself." Ana arches her back, crying out as she climaxes, it felt different then usual.
"We have two parts, out head and our tail. With a common, the characteristics, due to four contributing creatures, are usually less pronounced." The tiger's head pulls away. Ana gasps, and the chimera just smiles. "A Vangaardian Chimera has a twenty five percent chance of being a true male or a true female. But due to odds of simple chance, often the genders of our head and tail don't match. You're like me now, Ana."
Ana reaches a hand down to touch the thing between her legs. HIR legs. A proud eight-inch cock stands erect where hir clit used to be. "A hermaphrodite." the chimera says with a smile. Ana looks down at her new organ with feelings of awe, fear, and arousal. If hir master can do this to hir body, what else could he do? "C-can I touch it, mast.. uh... mistress?" Ana asks, looking at it with wide eyes.
The beast laughs. "Master will do. For most like me, we think of ourselves as males for the most part. And yes, it's yours, pet, of course you can touch it, do whatever you like with it, while I continue preparing my spell." Ana hugs her master's tail/neck and lies on hir back wrapping a hand around her new length, beginning to play with hir cock.
"This feel nice, master, thank you for making me a herm." Ana says happily, switching hands and licking the sweet pre-cum that covers one hand. The chimera doesn't bother with a reply. The little half-breed thrusts hir hips into the air, stroking hir cock all the faster. Shi brings hirself to the edge of climax, then stops, panting.
"Oh wow." she hugs the chimera again. "I love my new cock, master." The dragon's head smiles. "You're very welcome, slave." Ana begins jerking hirself off again; bringing hirself once more near the edge before slowing down and holding it back. Ana quickly loses track of how many times shi does this, before shi notices hir master staring at hir.
"Whatever are you doing, slave?" he asks. "This is how I pass the time, master. Seeing how long I can hold myself at peak pleasure without cumming." The dragon's head runs its forked tongue over Ana's member. "Then cum for me, little pet." "As my master wishes." Ana says, speeding up hir strokes. Shi arches hir back and howls in ecstasy as hir cock erupts, sending stream after stream of hir seed onto hir belly and breasts. She begins to clean hirself up, but hir mistress stops hir.
"Leave it pet, it will help a bit for what you are to do next." "Which is, master?" Ana asks eagerly, looking a bit red from keeping hirself so close to climax for so long. "I want you to crawl inside of me." the chimera says, tilting it's dragon head to the side and looking at Ana with an amused glint in it's eyes. "I want you to crawl inside my femsex, all of you, your entire body."
Ana's eyes widen in shock. "B-but, how will I breath?!" The chimera lays on his back, legs open. "That's part of the spells I've cast, pet. In." the chimera demands. Ana steps over it's tail. "Why do you want me in there, master?" she asks, curious. She receive a light nip from the dragon's head. "Don't ask why, just do it. And turn around. My womb is in my tail."
Ana nods and turns, sitting on the creature's belly, it's maleness coming erect. "Pleasure me, Ana. Pleasure my cunt." the chimera demands. Ana reaches down with a hand, and slips hir fist into the white furred lips. Shi runs the inside of hir master's pussy, drawing a contended purr from the beast. Shi can feel it's inner walls gripping hir hand softly. A wave of warm, slick pre-cum oozes from the beast's cunt, coating Ana's hand, and most of hir arm.
"Rub it on yourself, slave, Bathe in my juices." the chimera demands. Ana obeys, slipping another hand in, rubbing the warm fluid all over hir body with the other. Ana hears hir master gasp, showering hir with another spurt of pre-cum. The chimera's twin shafts are dripping as well. Ana finds hirself quickly lubed up. Shi drives hir arm in up to the elbow, then pulls back out again, testing how wide hir mistress can open. shi slips hir other arm in, spreading the chimera cunt as wide as possible. Ana finds hir face drenched by still more pre-cum.
"In..." the chimera gasps, enjoying Ana's touches. Ana nods and leans down, slowly slipping hir head inside, like shi's performing a dive. The strong muscles pull at Ana, beckoning hir inside. Shi feels the warm, slick, muscle gripping hir body. It felt nice, especially when Ana slid hir breasts inside, hir nipples rubbing against the slick walls. Ana felt extremely turned on by this act, both hir cock and cunt aching. Wriggling around, Ana managed to slip an arm down from above hirself, reaching below and fingering hir dripping wet snatch.
With a shove from the chimera's tail, Ana's entire upper body was in, nothing more then hir legs sticking out. Ana thrusts hir shaft against hir master's cunt, the feeling unlike shi had ever felt before. It felt so intense, so right. Ana could no longer feel the relatively cold air of the outside, feeling only the warmth of his master's body on hir skin.
Shi felt the chimera's body tense, the muscles squeezing hir tightly. Both hir own cock and cunt suddenly being brought to climax. In the wet folds of the beast's pussy, Ana howls as hir body quakes with the power of hir climaxes. Ana shivers as the aftershocks continue. Shi finds hirself no longer pulled along further, but rather having nowhere to go. Ana realizes shi is in hir master's womb. Ana purrs softly, rubbing the confining walls around hir.
"That was wonderful, little slave." Ana feels the voice in hir mind, rather then with hir ears. "You're welcome, master." Ana thinks, curling up to rest for a moment. Ana figures shi must've fallen asleep, for shi had forgotten where she was, and finding only darkness around her, began to struggle. "Ah, awake again. Comfy inside me, slave?" the voice in hir head asks.
Ana relaxes, reaching down to stroke hir erection. "Yes master, it's soft and warm in here. When will you let me out?" Ana asks. "Why? Don't you like it in there?" the chimera asks, Ana can detect a hint of anger in its voice. "Oh no, master! It's wonderful. I'd like to do it again sometime; I came so hard when you pulled me in. But I'm just wondering how long I'll be inside you."
Ana can feel the chimera smiling. "Three months." it says, laughing. Ana panics, trying to find where shi came in. "B-b-but I'll starve!" Ana yelps in hir mind, hir eyes filling with tears. "No, you won't, you're going to be a part of me for awhile. I said I'm going to make you like me, and I am. You're not going to be entirely chimera, just enough that we can produce eggs together. You're going to be reborn, slave. Your fragile, frail, furless body replaced by true beauty. Just think of how perfect you'll look with claws and hooves, fur and fangs, wings and tail, and a belly filled with eggs."
The thought enters Ana's mind, and she does so, picturing hirself as a half-breed Chimera. She smiles. Hir master was right, shi did look perfect like that. "Sleep, little Ana, sleep and awaken a new creature." whispers the beast. Ana curls up, knees and arms against hir chest. Shi yawns sleepily. She was very tired. Hir mind fixed on one beautiful part of the body shi images for hirself, the gorgeous swollen belly, filled with hir master's eggs. Shi purrs softly. "Perfect." shi whispers before succumbing to slumber.