For some time, the three brood mothers
of the clan lounged and basked in their den, patiently waiting for their latest
clutch to gestate while Goliath and Broadway dug out more of the Eyrie
building. Every so often the two would bring more people for the females to
eat, and every time they did the five only grew bigger and bigger. By the time
dusk set over the horizon Elisa, Angela and Demona were squirming against each
other for room, their combined mass equal to the former castle itself.
“Hmm… Soon sisters, I can feel them.”
Husked Demona, her claw on the dome of her scaly belly feeling it swell larger
and rounder, stuffed with eggs ready to be laid. Goliath returned again with a
pair of screaming pedestrians he had scooped up earlier, tossing them in front
of Demona’s presence so she could smell their scent over the musk of the den.
Licking her chops, she ate them like a wolf would a pair of mice, nuzzling the
brute of a dragon before Goliath nuzzled her belly and stormed off, taking to
the air to find more.
Lustfully eyeing the male fly off
Angela purred, rolling onto her back and squirming under the matting of dried manure
like it was a bed. “Our mate is such a
good provider, even now he stuffs us with fresh meals.”
“Only so that we may bear him strong
progeny sister, I doubt its because of love anymore.”
“Indeed, love is such a human trait,
only instinct drives him as it does us, however…” Squirming her thick legs
together Elisa’s tail coiled at the memory of Goliath taking her so roughly, a
smile broke out on her reptilian snout. “He IS a personal favorite.”
Waiting for their next treat the three
found that the next to arrive at the perch wasn’t Goliath or Broadway but
Maggie and Delilah, the two beta females flapped and closed their wings behind
them and stomped over to approach their clan mothers. Whatever they had been
doing for the entire day both dragonesses had grown large and laden with bulk,
their bellies were firm and round, hinting they too were stuffed with eggs
ready to be laid. Giving each other a knowing look the pair sat in front of the
three large dragons and looked them over.
“Must be nice having so many at your
beck and call, feeding you, pleasuring you.” Smirked the furry lioness drake
Maggie had transformed into. “Why you could swell and grow without having to
put any effort into it.”
“Why yes, its enough to make a younger
sister jealous…” Stepping forward Delilah licked between Elisa’s bloated tits
and stout neckline, making the alpha chir and smile. “Oh so you two are jealous
of our position? You wish to be alphas as well?”
“Why sister I do believe they DO wish
to be alphas.” Smirking at the two smaller dragons Demona found the idea
amusing, her fan tipped tail flicking at the thought. “How amusing.”
Standing on her hind legs with her
claws at her fat wide hips Maggie snorted with her ears arched back, it was as
if the timid shy woman had been flipped. Proud and haughty she was now every
bit the lioness her hybrid DNA possessed. “I WANT to be worshipped! The same as
you three, I want power, size, and a brood at my beck and call at any time I
want, the clutch in my belly isn’t enough, NEVER enough!”
“YES! I bear the genes of you two, BOTH
of you are strong and mighty, why am I stuck in your shadow? Because I am a
copy? I am the better of either of your halves, and I will prove it!”
Looking to each other in surprise the
three alphas blinked before their smiles grew wide, almost splitting their
faces into a chessar grin. “WELL then, perhaps we’ve kept far too much for
ourselves, after all it’s a big world and we can’t rule it from just one spot.”
Getting up from her resting place Elisa stood on her hind legs and surprised
everyone at how large she had grown. Even though Maggie and Delilah had gorged
and bloated to become almost 30 feet tall standing, Elisa had grown to be
almost twice that size! Truly a terrifying behemoth the brown scaled alpha
dragoness had to have been the size of three city busses in length and twice in
width.
“If you want to be alphas then you have
to reach for power, claim it and let the desire for more take hold. Heaving out
her chest as far as it could over the dome of her egg filled belly Elisa
presented her six car sized breasts dripping with milk. “Drink from me and let
the power course through you.”
Without hesitation the two dragonesses
stormed towards their queen and latched onto her breasts with ferocity, their
fangs and teeth catching on her scales yet never fully piercing her flesh while
guzzling down her milk. Laughing at their energy Elisa lolled her head back,
enjoying the sensation of nursing two hungry mouths. Within seconds the two
began to grow, swelling larger and stronger with each pull of her tits. It wasn’t
long until their flanks rubbed against each other yet they still drank,
desperate to match their alpha sisters in size, daring to grow even bigger.”
*
Teleporting back to the Eyrie building
Puck had a gruff Odin standing right behind him, ready to see what has become
of his severed eye. “Right this way my liege, if I’m right the Gargoyles and
the detective are still stuffing themselves off of the table I conjure LADY
SMITH BLACK MAMBAZO!!!” Looking around Puck had finally seen something that
surprised him. Instead of a group of Gargoyles stuffing themselves at a table
he found Castle Wyvern reduced to a heaping pile of molded dung shaped like a
cave or nest, with dozens of eggs littered and scattered along with winged
lizards scurrying and playing in the open spaces. But there at the center were
five gigantic dragons tangled and coiled with each other like a pile of fat
snakes while the city streets around the building burned with dozens more
dragons eating and ravaging with wild abandon. “Oh jeez, oh crap, oh jeez.”
Bitting his fingers and dancing on the tip of his toes Puck hid behind Odin who
despite all of this remained stoic and grizzled.
“Which of these leviathans has my eye
Puck.”
“I don’t know, the big dumb fat one.”
“Bah, step aside…” Shoving Puck out of
his way the norse god made himself visible to the pregnant dragons in front of
him, conjuring a lightning storm to garner their attention. “YOU THERE BEASTS,
I AM ODIN, LORD OF VALHALLA, YOU HAVE TAKEN MY EYE AND YOU SHALL RETURN IT!”