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Small clouds drifted lazily across the sky, the moon hiding behind them when it could. A crisp breeze ran across the lands, rustling trees and sending small ripples across still waters. The sun had set and the moon had taken its place in the sky, offering what light it could.

Neyron woke slowly, troubled by the coldness running across his body, the wetness around his hind paws. He rolled over, hoping to find more warmth, as well as more sleep, but jumped awake when he found his body covered in icy water. He looked around quickly, his heart thundering in his chest, only able to make out blurs of his surroundings with his sleep weakened eyes. Only moments passed before he was able to see clearly, his heart beating faster as he tried to make out something familiar in his surroundings. He heard a noise to his left and backed up, his feet still feeling clumsy.

Neyron tripped over a large root that had pushed through the ground, sending him tumbling down a steep incline. Again, he was slow to rise, this time covered in small scratches. He did his best to take in his surroundings, a small forested clearing, bushes and trees mingling around him. He listened intently for the next minute, trying to make out any noise besides the leaves rustling in the wind. After he was thoroughly satisfied that there was nothing in the bushes he sat down, checking to make sure that none of his wounds were severe. His left foreleg hurt a bit when he put pressure on it, but it was nothing that he couldn't manage.

He started walking through the trees, making sure not to put too much weight on his injured leg. He saw game trails running through the forest, which seemed thicker than it should, but decided not to follow any of them. He would have set himself above the trees, soaring to the sky with a beat of his wings, but there was barely anywhere that moonlight could seem to slip through the leaves. He didn't bother trying to be quite, both hearing and feeling small twigs and sticks snap underneath him. He let his tail sway while he walked, feeling it brush through the leaves and dirt behind him.

Most of his walking seemed easy enough, only running into trouble now and then when the bushes became too thick. He had run across a few rabbits and without thinking chased after him, which led to being stuck in vines. He had jumped to try and gain an advantage in speed to catch his prey, only the find the ground missing when he should have landed. He had struggled, which had only gotten himself more tangled than he originally was. The vines seemed small enough that they shouldn't have been able to handle his weight, but with so many of them around him he needed to try and think his way out of it.

He had tried biting at the ones that he could reach with his mouth, but that had left his tongue stinging and his mouth burning. He had found breathing to become somewhat hotter after that, and decided not to bite anymore of them. He did manage to cut a few of them with his claws, but that just led to his legs being even more immobile as the remaining vines were pulled tighter against his weight. He had tried opening his wings, only to find that they too were unable to move more than a few inches. His tail had been entwined with the vines with all the struggling, which left the only thing able to move being his head.

He had tried to bite through the vines again, and partially succeeded, but had to stop when his mouth started feeling numb. The burning in his mouth wasn't so much pain, as it was tingling. He had trouble keeping the saliva from dripping from his mouth, and only managed to keep his tongue in by concentrating on keeping his jaws closed. He wasn't sure how long he had been stuck in the vines, but he was beginning to feel thirsty. His mouth still felt somewhat numb, and the same burning sensation had travelled to his chest.

He tried thrashing around against the vines again, hoping that with all of his bouncing the vines would snap, only to have them wrapped higher up his legs and tighter against his chest and belly. After he had stopped moving around, he found himself panting, surprisingly short of breath. He thought that it had something to do with how his chest felt. His mouth was beginning to dry now, and he was unable to pull his tongue back into his jaws. He felt a light dripping on his shoulders and back and let out a sigh of relief at the rain. He waited for the rain to pick up, but instead it seemed to slow, the last few drips landing on his head and sliding down his face until they hit his tongue.

While his tongue and mouth were still numb he found that he could still taste, and knew that it wasn't rain that was dripping on him. Whatever it was held a strange taste, like berries but without the earthy tang to them. He found some small amount of strength in his mouth and managed to pull his tongue back, savouring the taste and wetness of it. After swallowing what little liquid he had found on his tongue he felt the tingling in his chest intensify, reaching down to his belly. He wasn't sure what to think about the tingling, but didn't have time to worry about it as he felt the dripping again.

Neyron let his tongue fall from his mouth, collecting the miniscule streams that were racing down his face. He caught the smell of the liquid as it passed his nostrils, and found that it smelled nearly as good as it tasted. He was thirsty for more, but the dripping stopped again. After pulling his tongue back into his mouth he relaxed again, only now noticing the tingling running down his front legs and reaching along his back to his wings. He felt a jab of fear, worried about the strange sensation. Again, his worries were taken away as he felt the dripping, more intense this time. His mouth was no longer dry when the dripping stopped again, and his thirst had receded. The tingling had reached his front paws now, making them feel as if they were constantly falling.

His head spun at the feelings, trying to make sense of them. The tingling had reached lower along his belly, covering the whole front half of him now, spreading towards his back legs and tail. His wings were half tingling, making them feel strangely heavy and weightless at the same time. It wasn't until his wings were completely covered that he realised his movements were slowing. While he could barely move in the vines, he found that even twitching his front paw seemed delayed and moved slower than it should.

The tingling had nearly reached his back legs now, and he was worried that he would be unable to move ever again. His worries emptied from his mind a moment later though, a loud gasp escaping him as the tingling found its way to his sheath, stirring his member into an abrupt wakefulness. He let out a content grumble at the feeling, relaxing further as the tingling reached his balls. He snorted at the feeling, wiggling his hips as best he could, hoping to find something to rub his member against. Unfortunately his search came up empty, and he was stuck hanging in the air as his member jutted out of his sheath half erect.

The tingling finished covering his back and wings, making him feel strange, like the time he had fallen asleep on top of his paw. It continued downward, and he felt his erection throb and get harder as it reached his tail hole. It felt like a strange heat and coldness both at the same time, tingling with that strange sensation like the rest of his body now. He felt the muscles in his rear relax involuntarily, but he didn't mind. He was glad for some relaxation, even if it did seem focussed on his rear. He barely felt the tingling take over his tail, stretching out behind him in the vines.

Neyron jumped when he felt something come into contact with his back, the motion making his body rock slightly in the vines that had imprisoned him. He had thought it was more of the strange drops at first, but the contact keep going, until he was certain that there was a large snake slithering between his wings. He tried to shake it off, only to find his muscles unwilling to do what he wanted. The thing on his back seemed like its tail would never hit him, it just kept slithering along until it reached his tail, where it stopped for a moment. He hoped that it wouldn't bite him, but worry or fear couldn't seem to hold in his mind, slipping away and leaving him feeling strangely content. He felt it start moving again, leaving some kind of slippery trail behind it as it started snaking down around his rear.

He jumped again when he felt a similar sensation on his head, making his eyes roll back in his head to try and see it. Whatever the thing was on his head touched at his horns before making it to the side of his head, where it started sliding down along his face, just out of his vision. The one on his back had slid along his tail a few inches before recoiling, turning back towards him. He felt its head fall from his tail and hoped that the snake or whatever it was would fall and leave him alone. His attention was quickly drawn forwards though, as he felt something prodding at his lips, his jaws starting to open as if someone else was controlling them.

He could feel the thing on his back pushing against the underside of his tail now, moving towards his belly and nearly completely erect member. He hoped that it would move along his member at least, but was surprised when he felt it stop. It touched at his tailhole lightly, making Neyron want to shiver at the feel of it. The one at his head had been waiting for his jaw to open, and now it pushed into his mouth, covering his tongue in some sort of thick, slippery liquid. It felt like an eel squirming around in his mouth, but he had recognized the taste. It was the same stuff that he had swallowed before, the stuff that had started the tingling in him.

Again worry couldn't seem to stay with him as his jaws started closing around the thing in his mouth. The one on his back had started applying pressure to his tail hole, feeling just as slippery as the one in his mouth. His muscles seemed to relax more when the slippery thing touched his tail hole, and it barely seemed to surprise him when several inches pushed into him. A moan sounded inside his maw, which was now closed around the other eel like thing, and he started sucking on it gently, weakly wrapping his tongue around it and hoping for more of the tasty liquid.

The one in his under his tail widened slightly, pushing in deeper and earning more moans from Neyron. He felt his trapped hips try to push back against whatever was causing him such pleasure, and as if it knew what he was thinking it pushed further in. It seemed the same length as his own member, but more seemed to keep coming, the trail still sliding across his back. It was getting wider still, feeling wider than even his own member before it stopped. It had started pulsing all along its length; and Neyron could feel the pulsing slowly moving along his back as it pushed further into him.

The one in his mouth seemed to release more liquid the fuller his tail hole became, which he greedily swallowed down. His member had started leaking pre, which was liberally dripping from his tip now. The thing inside him was deeper than anything else had ever been, and he could feel the pulsing reaching his tail hole now. It seemed like little bumps along whatever the thing was, but they were moving faster than it was moving into him. He let out a loud moan at the feeling of the bumps pressing against his insides. Almost as soon as he let the moan out the thing in his mouth had rushed forwards, sliding down his overly willing throat.

It left him little room to breathe but he managed. The one in his rear had stopped now, which Neyron thought was a good thing. He wasn't sure that it would have fit any further. The bumps were getting bigger now, some of them painfully stretching his tail hole before pushing inside. His member was twitching now, and he could feel the bumps deep inside him. He was wondering why the thing had stopped moving, but then felt the bumps start leaving it. Again fear tried to claim him, but the strange tingling as well as his pleasure pushed it away. The bumps slowly started pushing inside him, getting bigger still.

There was one pushing against his tail hole now, too large to just slip through. He felt a very large pressure, and then cried out as it pushed into him. It felt larger than the bulge that had locked him to the blue dragon. More came after that, but thankfully didn't seem to be getting any bigger. His stomach felt full from all the liquid that the thing in his mouth was forcing down his throat, and he was sure that he wouldn't be able to fit many more of the bumps in. After a few more minutes his stomach felt like it would explode, which his member did. His seed shot across his belly, which wasn't a hard target with the bloating it had from being so full.

He moaned loudly as he continued to release, barely noticing the thing pulling out of his throat. His limbs moved now, shivering and jerking in pleasure, his insides clenching down on the thing pumping him full of the round objects. His release seemed to go on forever, but when he finally came to his senses he couldn't feel any more of the bumps along his body, besides the one pressing against his tail hole. Whatever was trying to force his way into him felt far too large, and he felt tears come to his eyes as it stretched him wider than he had ever been before. He was sure that he was about to tear open when it finally pushed in, being dumped right against his tail hole as the thing pulled out of him.

He felt liquid running down his thighs as the thing pulled away. His breath caught up with him in time to feel some of the vines snapping around him. Apparently with all this extra weight they couldn't handle him anymore. The vines around him seemed to stretch a great deal before snapping, which helped him reach the ground without too much of a fall. His hips felt uncomfortable with the large object wedged between them, but that didn't stop him from walking away. He wanted to sit down and rest, but apparently his body didn't.

He kept walking until he had left the forest, the mountain in which he lived was coming into view. He wanted to walk in and just drop to the floor, but he didn't feel very comfortable with these things inside him. He crouched down and attempted to push the biggest one out, tensing his muscles and pushing with all his might. He felt pain while trying to squeeze it out, but there seemed to be a lot of liquid in there with it. He felt it pop out, creating a soft thud on the grass underneath him. The ones after that were even easier, sliding free of his tail hole with ease. The feeling of them pushing passed his tail hole had forced his member erect again.

He lowered his head, bending his neck to reach his member, and took it into his mouth, smothering it with warmth and the wetness of the strange liquid. While he sucked his own member he continued to push the things out, making a decent sized pile underneath him. He was moaning and grunting while squeezing whatever they were passed his tailhole, which felt very loose by now. His member was tingling with the same burning sensation that he had felt before, as well as the small spots of wetness that were on his balls. He was thrusting frantically into his mouth by no time, his knot pressing against his jaws. He made sure not to open his jaws wide enough to allow his knot entrance, knowing that it would be very hard to get out of that situation.

By the time he finally found his release, spurting large amounts of seed across the ground, his chest, and pretty much every other part of him that was in range, he was sure that he had gotten well over half of the things out of him. He felt too tired to continue after that, turning around to look at whatever they were before going back to his cave. They looked like something he had seen in the middle of fruits, but much bigger, and very smooth.

He didn't waste much time looking at them, making his way to his cave. He barely made it to the entrance before collapsing, and could still feel more of the things inside him, but didn't feel like he had the strength to push them out. His eyelids felt so heavy he was surprised he could hold them open. He let them close, his wings furling out on top of him, and slowly started drifting towards sleep. The last thing that he felt was a strange rumbling coming from his belly, and something slipping out of his tail hole. There, covered in seed and strange liquids, Neyron found sleep, the dreams pleasant and of vines breeding him, which even he found ridiculous.