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(ps. The ending of this chapter will lead into the other two lemons don't worry I'm just gonna give them both separate chapters, you'll see)

Chapter 7

'Eragon!'…..'ERAGON!

Eragon was shook awake from Arya's loving arms by the force of Saphira's mental shout. He blinked and looked around; were they being attacked? 'What Saph, are you ok?

'Eragon… nnnhhgg. The eggs… help!'

As Eragon realised that she was finally giving birth to the new generation of dragons, his own children, he was also scared for her and didn't know how this was going to go. Oromis Elda and glaedr were always brief on the subject, and only explained the anatomy, such as why dragons have teats like mammals, but appear reptile like. Turns out that dragons are a special kind of warm blooded reptile that is a cross between mammal and reptile.

So he roused their little sex group and the women got to work, leaving Eragon, Murtagh and thorn to watch and wait, as many men do in situations like this. Whilst still comforting Saphira throughout the processes mentally, there was little he could actually do, so he left it to the ladies. As the girls helped Saphira through the birth, the men talked. " so, you never really explained how the whole Saphira thing happened, I mean you going to be a father to dragons! What exactly happened."

'I too am interested to know this, and how it happens that our race is saved' added thorn.

"well one night me and Saphira were lying here, and I was masturbating and thinking about how my love life would never happen and that I would never get Arya, when Saphira had an idea to help me. I have since found out that she is also in heat, which was what really inspired her idea. Anyway, she took me outside and performed dragon magic, and transformed me into my dragon form. It was incredible. Then, obviously, Saphira was in heat and I was a huge male dragon and one thing led to another rather quickly.

"would you do it again?" asked Murtagh, curious.

"oh absolutely. It feels so much better than anything else I've experienced. I think dragon pleasure levels for sex must be hight because I have never felt better in my life. The morning after, I woke up and when I transformed back, I had my powers and became basically a sex god. I can also transform at will, though I haven't since."

"interesting…. Do you reckon you and Saphira could replicate the spell?"

"probably, why?"
"what if we all transformed into dragons. Not only would that be awesome, we could also save the dragons even more. And also I mean, I want to try fucking another dragon of course."

Eragon stood their speechless. How had that never occurred to him? He supposed that he was so concerned with Saphira that it passed him by. After Saphira was recovered, they were going to have some fun.

2 days later

Having safely given birth to 23 dragon eggs of varying colours and shades of blue and purple,a days rest, Saphira was back up and about after being heavily milked, her tits still producing gallons a day in preparation of her young, Eragon voiced his idea to everyone.

"YES, absolutely yes" Nasuada was completely down to get fucked, dragon style.

Arya had a similar response, although much more was said with her body than anything else. Arya was practically drooling at being with the masculine dragon Eragon, and her slit was already wet.

Thorn and Murtagh were already go and of course Saphira said yes, being horny as hell from not being fucked in days, even though she had just given birth. Apparently dragons didn't need much more time before they were ready to go again. Together they moved out of the clearing as it wasn't big enough for 8 grown dragons. Together they found a much larger grassy land by a cliff next to the sea, looking a lot like the place Oromis and glaedr used to live.

Having placed heating spells and hiding and protection spells on her young Saphira was also there, smelling the cool sea breeze. 'perfect' she announced, and together she and Eragon got busy preparing and recreating the spell. Fuelled by the same heat that originally created it in the first place, the spell began to start. The flood of magic that came from Saphira was tremendous, and there was a large flash that seemed to only appear in a strange, inverted kind of way. Whilst the spell was taking place, Eragon easily transformed back into his majestic dragon form, his scales sparkling a deep majestic navy blue, towering over Saphira as a gargantuan dragon double her size. His flaccid 6ft dragon dick was hanging low from his stomach and his equally sized balls swung in the breeze.

Thorn marvelled at how Eragon quickly transformed into an alpha male dragon, and was put to shame by penis, comparing it to his 4 ft long, 1 1/2 ft diameter average young dragon cock. Thorn was a little bit smaller than Saphira, and was dwarfed by Eragon; although Saphira was still eyeing them both lustfully.

With the transformation spell complete, everyone stood in awe at each other. Nasuada, being about the same age as Eragon but much more diminuative, was only slightly bigger than Saphira. She was a beautiful dragon, with a slimmer frame, wider rear and long slender tail; she was a perfect deep violet that refracted the light of the sun into a glistering disco ball of light, like looking at the sea on a sunny day. She had a longish neck and a slender wedge shaped head, with light purple eyes. She was used to being a human, and with that came the shock of being in heat. It was a deep seated, emptiness that needed to be itched and filled, constantly aware of it above all else. To all the other males in the group, she was a very attractive dragoness.

Murtagh stood tall, and was nearly the same size as Eragon, the only explanation being luck. He was however, broader and more muscular, as he was In life, than Eragon and was a slightly deeper red than thorn. Just like Eragon though, Murtagh was hung, with a 5 ½ ft long flaccid penis that was a huge 3 ½ ft in diameter. His balls were about the same as Eragon's too.

Arya meanwhile, stood away from the rest. She was an absolutely gorgeous leaf green colour, and she had a huge dragon ass and hips like she did in real life. However, Nobody was sure how big Arya would be, because she was like 150 years old as an elf. It turned out that she was sized in ratio to the rest of her species, and as a result, was not even a full grown dragon. due to this she was absolutely tiny compared to dragons like Eragon, who was nearly 4 times as big as her. Even thorn was bigger than her and she looked like she could barley support a rider yet. Her exposed protruding dragon vagina, whilst still dripping and desperately in heat, was also small, and dragons like Eragon might split her in half with a penis nearly the size of her torso. Communicating in thought, the 8 dragons were amazed at each others dragon forms. The most impressive easily was Eragon, with the other females practically slobbering at his masculine scent, sending the newly found heat within them nuts, their wild instincts nearly taking over. Murtagh was also sending Nasuada particularly wild, their pre-existing love being taken over by uncontrollable sexual desires.

After taking some time to walk around a bit and admire each other, to get used to the control of their new bodies, they began.

As the males, Eragon, Murtagh and thorn were advanced by three, sexy, beautiful and in heat dragonesses, kind words and compliments quickly fell away into mind sent feelings, arousal and the mating instincts of dragons.

Nasuada and Murtagh instinctively paired, being one of the most in love couples ever. Eragon and Saphira had previously agreed to swap, so took thorn, and Eragon, the biggest dragon, was left with Arya, the smallest dragoness.

Whilst Eragon was raring to go, and so was Arya, she couldn't help but feel apprehensive about the cock that was, now erect, 9 ft long, and was the size of her torso. Dragon vaginas, whilst a lot more robust than human ones, could only take so much. Literally.

Being so small, Arya was able to walk quite happily under Eragon and decided that the usual doggy style of classic mating would never work, he would have to crouch just to be able to put it in let alone fuck her. So she sent him an idea that involved the equivalent of dragon cowgirl. Eragon rolled over, lay on his back with his wings out, so as not to damage them, and had his legs and feet limp, lying on his belly. His dragon cock however, was as alert as ever, and was pointing straight to the sky, ready to penetrate its tiny partner. Arya was actually so small that she could stand on his chest without any problem, and she had trouble even getting up onto his dick. She could just about get the bulbous purple head of his penis in he small snatch and was about to give up and try a different way, when she was able to just about slip the head in, and it pulled her up the remaining way, slidding her ddown the rest of the way suddenly, abandoning the slow and steady approach she was going to try.

As this happened, Arya let out a tremendous gasp, which came out as a moaning, warbling roar, as Arya nearly passed out from the pleasure of suddenly completely sitting on Eragon's cock, with no support apart from the strength of her cervix against his massive dick. Too say that she was stretched, was an understatement. She was bursting, the emptiness in her quite suddenly more full than it should ever need to be, her lower and upper chest completely bulging from his penis, deep inside her. She wasn't even sitting on him, his dick was too large, and it had about 4 inches left outside in the cool breeze, the juices from Arya slowly dripping down its side. Of course, before Eragon even began to thrust into her using magic to push her up and down, Arya came hard all over Eragon, squirting large amounts of dragoness cum over him, her already unrealistically tight cunt squeezing him to the core; having a surprising amount to of force to it, for so young a dragon.

Obviously, with Eragon being a massive mature dragon, this did little to make him closer to cumming, and once she had recovered from her shock, he started to move her up and down on his cock, sliding her and her comparatively small body along his length. Not liking how helpless he was In the situation, the alpha dragon wanting to fuck the shit out of her, his sliding quickly became a violent fucking, each bounce signalling a hard orgasm for Arya, her small body not being able to take such brutal pace with such a huge dick. Arya, too far gone in the extreme pleasure to think, was being used like a literal toy for the massive male dragon, and although Eragon cared for her a lot, dragons had powerful instincts, and being an alpha didn't help his cause. A long while after, and lots of riding him from Arya was starting to bring him close, her perpetual orgasms providing lots of lube and making her pussy three times as tight as it would usually be, even with a penis twice the size that she should be taking. As his wave of pleasure steadily grew, and his fucking of his sex toy becoming more frenzied, Eragon came closer to releasing his quadrillions of dragon sperm deep inside her, completely filling her up to the brim with his semen. Luckily she wouldn't get pregnant as they had decided against going through that again just yet, so he didn't need to worry about impregnating his mate so he couldn't use her again.

Finally, the time came where Eragon was ready to shoot off inside Arya so powerfully that he was sure he would have to hold her on with magic to prevent her from being shot off his cock like a rocket. He gave it the final few pumps and held her with his head just inside, leaving ample room to accommodate his massive load. He suddenly released his precious semen into her, firing over 50 gallons of the stuff, filling her up like a balloon and making her look twice as pregnant as Saphira ever looked. She managed to take nearly all of it, some of it flying out the small gaps between the soft silky folds and his hard velvety head. Eragon knew this because, during his lessons, he found out that female dragons could open up a route into their stomachs to let the cum go to, not only increasing chance of pregnancy because they can save it for later, also being able to absorb it into them for food. In Arya's case, she probably wouldn't have to eat for weeks if she stayed in dragon form.

As Eragon came down from his extreme high, he gently removed the now passed out Arya and placed her away from the rest of them, and he settled down to enjoy the show, whilst protecting his mate. But his cock had other ideas….