A/N: Hi guys. I'm soooo sorry to keep you waiting. It makes me unhappy that I couldn't have written due to my laptop being broken. It's repaired now so I'm glad to be writing again. And thank you all for your kudos and continued support of my fic. I do look forward to future reviews, critique and comments so feel free. Anyhow I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. Also sex scene ahead. Please don't read if futanari is going to trigger you.
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"Ooh what fine weather we're having today. Not too hot, not too cold either. It's prefect" Elma commented as we walked through the shopping district.
"Like you" I chuckled.
"Oh stop it, you-you're making me blush in public."
I grabbed her soft warm hand and held it tightly. "Is this making you blush more El chan?"
"I-I do-I don't mind." She strengthened her grip on my hands. And so we were walking hand-in-hand through the shopping district. We got some pretty strange glares from some but we couldn't care less.
We stopped at our usual meat place. "Mr. Ichijo, how are you? Give me your best."
"Don't worry girls, I'll set you up. The best is for my favourite customers. Hey so word spreads fast around here. I heard you two tied the knot."
I pulled Elma's waist closer to me. "Yes, we're now a married couple Mr. Ichijo" I told him.
"Wow, isn't that wonderful. I've always watched you two. I knew you two would be perfect for each other." He took his cap off and bowed. "You two have my best wishes for a happily married life and lots of kids!"
Elma and I laughed. "Thank you Mr. Ichijo" we echoed.
After purchasing our meat, we passed by the fish stand.
"Trout, snapper, even little catfishes here folks! Buy them, take them home, keep them as a pet or cook 'em. Goes well either way." A fish vendor echoed through the district. He was familiar. But today he had his little nephew with a fishing rod in his hand over a barrel of tiny fish. The little boy looked no more than 11 years old. I admired his skill of when he put worms on the rod and flung it into the huge barrel, almost instantaneously hooking fish when he reeled in the rod to show the crowd that had gathered at their stall.
"Isn't he amazing Elma?" I realized her hands changed temperature. They now felt moist and colder. It was if she was shaking her hands on purpose or something. I glanced at her, only to realize the poor thing was trembling. I was so captivated by the little fisherman's skills I didn't notice Elma was having a moment.
"Nai, I don't feel so well. Let's go home."
I grew worried for her. I mean, she's a dragon and all so what exactly triggered her? Or do dragons get ill too?
I gripped her hand even tighter, unsure of what to say. "Ok sure."
When we reached our apartment, I questioned her reaction, I asked her if she needed medicine. She simply stated she needs some rest so I let her.
I decided to cheer her up by making her favourite, cream bread. I wished she would tell me what's on her mind. But I guess we're both entitled to our own privacy. But still, she's my wife, seeing her suffer ultimately makes me suffer too. So I came up with a plan to make her something she loves and see if she'll talk.
I googled the recipe and set to work. In 2 hours tops, the apartment smelt like the nearby bakery. I was surprised by my own efforts. I'm not much of a cook but my mother would be happy in her grave to know her daughter can bake something!
I glanced at the clock. It was 4:30. I wrapped on the bedroom door. No answer. "Elma?" I called at the door. "I made cream bread. And it's gonna get cold if you don't have it now."
Still no answer so I just couldn't stop myself from barging in.
Her eyes were closed and she was hugging the pillow in fetal position. Something about her seemed so…off.
I came closer to her with the plate and a bottle of whip cream in my hand. I ran my hand through her soft dark purple hair.
Speaking softly, "Are you awake?" She didn't budge. I began to grow more worried. Something was definitely wrong with my wife who would usually become a vegetable at the sight and scent of food, especially if it was cream bread.
After a while, I decided that I did not want to be any more of a nuisance to her. I began to get up.
"Nai, where are you going?" She took my hand still looking dizzy from her sleep.
"Huh? You're awake. I was going to leave because I did not want to disturb you any further."
"No it's fine" she replied, sitting up, yawning.
"Hey that smells delicious. What did you make?" she squeaked, excited.
"Oh it's nothing. It's just cream bread. I thought I should cheer you up by making it for you. I know it's your favourite, although I doubt mine would taste as good as the baker's across the road."
"What? I'm sure yours is better" she smiled and I instantly felt relieved. My plan was working, or so I thought.
She took the plate out of my hand and whip cream along with it.
"Hey, hey, not so fast!" I exclaimed. I hopped on the bed too and took the plate out of her hand.
"Wha-what are you doing Nai?"
I broke a piece of the cream bread.
"Say 'ahhh'." I said teasingly.
She folded her hands. "Hmph. No fair. You're treating me like a little child."
I pinched her nose. "But isn't it adorable though? You're kind of like a child, in some ways."
"You're saying I'm childish!"
"N-no what I mean to say is that you have the innocence and the cuteness of a child."
"Well since you put it that way" she opened her mouth and faced me directly.
"Ahh" she was practically drooling now.
I put some of the whip cream on the bread and fed it to her. Her mouth was filled and she gleefully gave me a thumbs up.
"It's so yummy. I need more. She reached for more of the bread."
"I'm glad you like it. I'm surprised it came out well, since it was my first try."
Her mouth was still full. She ate with her eyes closed and a hand to her face.
"Hey Elma, there's something there" I pointed to the corner of her mouth. Before she could have wiped it off, I leaned in and stole a kiss, tasting the whip cream, with my lips on hers."
She kissed back. When we pulled apart for air, she exclaimed "Hey no fair! I wasn't ready."
I chuckled again.
"Well, since you want to play that way, it's your turn. Open wide, Nai."
"Ok" She fed me the bread and whip cream. I felt something warm on my thigh only to discover some had fallen on my thigh as she fed me. I was about to clean it when she gently shoved my hand away.
"Huh, what's this?" she said. She was looking at the piece of bread and whip cream on my thigh with enlarged pupils. Before I knew it, her head was lowered and she was eating bread off my thigh. I gasped. All the hairs stood on my body. Her warm tongue on my thigh was too much for me to bear. "Eh-Elma wha-what are you doing?"
"Well, it would be a shame if this goes to waste" she grinned evilly.
I felt her warm breath and tongue on the inside of my right thigh, licking, caressing it with her moist tongue. She went further, further until she was at my spot. I peered down to see what she was going to do next.
She caught me looking. "Hey, no peeking. Consider this payback."
She examines my white cotton panties. The thumbs of her hands hook about the bands of them. She trails little kisses down my stomach as she bends a bit, slipping the fabric over the curve of my hip. I can feel my underwear slide down the length of my legs and around my hips. We have seen each other naked before, but never with this intention, with this intensity.
I let her take in the full length of my exposed and bared arousal; from the dilation of my pupils, the rise and fall of my breasts with each excited breath, to the dampness of the mound between my fleshy thighs. Elma keeps her hungry gaze upon mine. Her lips parting with each passionate breath. Elma makes a little laugh, her teasing laugh, but it sounds like so much more to me right now. My heart pounds inside my chest, threatening to rise up my throat. I can see that in the shape of her sides and in the wholeness of her stomach as she arches her back, sliding her tight shirt over the curves of her breasts. I can see the white lace of her bra as the shirt slides higher up.
Her gorgeous thick blue tail protrudes from her behind in seconds. She tosses the shirt through the air, catching me around my face, blinding me from the wondrous vision. I can only hear her laughter. Her excited breathing. The frantic swishing sounds of cloth against flesh. I pull the shirt from my face, smelling the combined scent of her sweat, perfume and fabric softener. Elma is before me, naked. Time stops and speeds up all at once.
My feelings of friendship, love and lust, beginning to cause my stomach to flutter with excitement. I feel a yearning that I have never felt before at the sight of her naked body. It's as if I was parched for something that I have always been thirsting for. The dark purple bangs frame her face perfectly. Her breasts look fuller now that they are bared, her even darker nipples harden from excitement.
I look up at Elma through the strands of my black hair. I watch the rise and fall of her breasts; then her ocean-blue eyes, the pupils so very wide. I can smell her excitement as she nears her lips to my tender garden. She presses upon my thighs and I arch upwards a bit. She extends her tongue and brush against the base of my slit. She dips her tongue deeper into the well of my lust. Elma's building passions overwhelm my senses. I can feel the flutter of her petals, and smell her musk.
Just then, she raises up and grabs the can of whip cream. I hear the soft sound of whip cream being sprayed on my hot and ready clit. I purr deeply. It is throaty and thick with lust. My hands grab onto her head for some type of grip, I give her silky hair a sharp little tug, urging her to continue. Her tongue flattens and parts my petals wider, sliding up the length of my slit. Her lips press against the fluttering folds, teasing my bud from hiding. She capture it with her mouth, eliciting a sharp gasp from me. Two of her slender fingers gently caresses the length of my slit, before sliding into my pussy. I feel the heat and the arousal as she squeezes me tightly.
My hips begin to rock and buck slightly as she begins to work slowly between my legs. Her fingers grow slick with my arousal and I savour the feel of her gentle thrusts. My fingers rake through Elma's hair. I feel her warm fingers slide in and out of me and then nothing.
I opened my clouded eyes to see Elma leaning over me, her naked leviathan body in all its glory. Her tail wags from side to side.
"Don't stop Elma" I moaned softly, nearly breathless.
"Don't cum as yet. I want us to try something new. Remember the thing I had discussed with you some time ago."
"About a child? That thing?" I asked confusingly. I was growing impatient.
"Ye-yeah. It's been long-delayed. I think it's time. But are you ready, Nai?"
"YES! I'm ready. I don't know how, but I'm ready. Anything for you." She fell near to my naked body on the bed now. We were both lying on top of it, looking each other in the eyes.
"Is this what you want?" I asked.
"No, it's what I need. It's a sacrifice. It needs to be done or else…I'll have to go."
I covered her mouth. "Shhhh. Do what you must. But don't ever say you're going to leave me."
She took both my hands in hers. "Don't worry. I'll never leave you. That's why we must do this. I have realized we can't beat around the bush any longer. I have come up with a spell to impregnate you. Humans are mammals, therefore you are born from a womb. Dragons on the other hand, are reptiles and we're hatched from eggs. However if a human and a dragon were to breed, the offspring would be a hybrid, carrying human and 'reptilic' genes."
"This science lesson is interesting but I'm still kind of confused. You're saying there is a chance of pregnancy if a human and a dragon were to mate?"
"Correct. But I'm also saying that it is possible for the human to carry a hybrid creature with both parents' genes. However my special spell will make the offspring, have moredragon genes so they could do everything a dragon can. However there would be certain limitations- like the hybrid would be susceptible to human diseases like the common cold. What's interesting though, is that their dragon genes can easily fight off human infections and attacks to the immune system."
"Amazing. Elma, you're so intelligent."
"Thanks but this spell requires a change from me also."
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
"I want you to pleasure me."
I complied.
My hand reaches down to her dripping clit. I feel it throbbing against my touch. I gently rub it. Starting slowly, I then increase my pace. Elma moans in delight.
"That's it. Faster baby."
I massage her clit with even more speed. "Ohhh" she moans, the wagging of her tail undoing the bed linens.
She grips my shoulders. "I'm going to…ooohhh"
I feel something growing from where my hand was. I flick back my hand in surprise, looking down at a real cock.
"Woah. Elma, I'm impressed." She blushes.
"Hey you don't need to be embarrassed hun. I will make you feel better."
I slide down to Elma's waist and examine the glorious futanari cock. The tip's dripping with golden cum. The shaft is thick and round. It's unlike anything I had seen in eroge. Elma's member was nearly 12 or 13 inches long. It looks like 2 ½ inches wide. It was the futa cock of a magical goddess, something out of this realm, indeed. I notice her silence. The thick shaft is tinged with pink, smooth, with a long thick vein tracing its length. It endd in a rounded, lavender head just slightly wider than the wrist-thick shaft.
I wrap my small hands around the thick base of it, feeling her body heat through the silky flesh. I stroke it in both fists, pulling the skin back and forth over the rapidly hardening shaft beneath. I feel Elma squirm and her tail wagging furiously. I gave the purple head a soft kiss, looking down the length of her as she swells and grow. And grow she does, the shaft stretching a couple more inches and growing even thicker in my hands. I could barely touch my fingers around the straight column of flesh.
"You know, Elma, this is so awesome. From what I've seen in eroge, I know what men like women to do to them. But I never imagined I would have my own personal futanari babe to do this with. It's the best of both worlds, don't you think? I get your feminine beauty and your masculine length in one package."
She turns her head and looked directly at my glowing expression for the first time she had revealed her cock to me. "You-you really think so. It's the first time I have used this spell. All female dragons have it. I never thought I would one day, end up having to use it. I thought you would have been scared or even rejected me, Nai."
"I could never. You know I wouldn't do that. You talk too much. Just enjoy this."
I lick at the tip slowly, dragging my soft, wet tongue over the crown. The young dragon shudders as I kiss and slather her cock all around, letting out a soft moan of pleasure. When I was younger, I had fantasized about making the man of my life feel good, but doing the same for the cute, curvy woman was even sexier. I pride myself on my oral skills, but with her size, it was going to be a challenge!
I part my lips and wrap them around the crown, sucking hard to pull that monster cock inside her mouth. It's a tight fit, but I keep up my suction, wiggling my tongue just below the rounded tip. Elma seems to be enjoying it, her tail swaying as I bobbed and slurped, covering the first few inches with spit as I work them over.
"You do love this don't you?" she cried, her fingers curling in my long black hair. The programmer winked up at her horny bride. I let go of the shaft, sliding my hands up and down Elma's long 15-incher as she pushed her head forward.
Elma's thrilled scream of pleasure spurs me on. My throat feels rough and raw from being stretched so wide, but I push down further. Inch after inch slowly disappeared past my full, pink lips. Even I'm amazed by my ability.
"Don't stop Nai. This feels…so…good" She moans.
Our eyes meet as I bob back up, to let my gag reflex die down. I keep swallowing down on it, my head moving quicker, each time pushing the glistening line of spit marking her deepest penetration closer and closer to Elma's smooth belly. I pause several times, pulling off to gasp and catch my breath, but only for a few moments before diving back in. I consider myself an expert at this, but it's taking me some time, the minutes rolling by as I lose myself in the perverse pleasure of selflessly pleasuring my partner's cock before her.
"Elma, are you enjoying this?" I asked.
"Mhm!" Her moaned agreement make her mouth hum. I gasp in response as I feel her take some of my hair in her hand and pull my head toward herself, and I let her, giving in submissively as she impales yet deeper. My throat bulges under my chin, but I rock my body forward, and my sweet lips munch in a fitful "O" around the very root of my dragon wife's cock.
Elma's gaze is lustful upon me. I had never seen her look at me that way before. It feels even predatory…is it her member that's causing this reaction?
She begins to fondle by stiff breasts. I come ferociously.
"Damn, damn it, damn it!" Elma squealed. I feel her cock jerk and swell in my stretched gullet. I feel the first blast splash directly into my stomach, followed by another and another. I pull back quickly, sucking and swallowing for all I was worth. My tongue swirls around the head as it pops out of my throat, catching the last few spurts of heavy, sweet cum. It fills my mouth to overflowing, squirting out of the corners of my straining lips and dribbling over my chin. I couldn't swallow the load fast enough, she's just cumming too much!
"Oh God, I'm sorry!" Elma whimpers as her chest heavs, her nipples hard little points on her wobbling bosom. Her cock, shiny and dripping with cum and spit, stands straight as a tree trunk from her meaty thighs.
"Sorry for what?" I croak. My voice scratched like an old woman's, and I giggle as she wipes my chin with her soft thumb.
"I didn't know it would have been so umm…explosive. Th-thank you." she squeaks under her breath.
I run my thumb along her glowing soft cheek. "It's no problem. Am I not your loyal sex slave, my goddess? Am I not here to pleasure you and support you in all your desires?"
"Hm. If you say so, we aren't finished, are we?"
"Oh we're just getting started" I whisper in her ear, making her squirm again.
I glance in the mirror to see my hair with beads of cum.
"What would you like me to do?" Elma whimpers softly averting her eyes from my own lustful gaze. I bite my lower lip hard for a moment before speaking very softly "I want- no I need my mistress to take me" I replied.
"Fufufu your erotic entertainment is no match for me. I'll make you feel better than that shit!" she exclaimed.
"Ooh language, my lady."
"Pardon" she retracts.
Elma nod slowly and got up from her lying position. She mounts me, her cloudy eyes on me but instead of lust, there was a twinkle in them.
"You-you're very nervous. I can sense it." she plants a kiss on my neck sending shivers down my spine.
I looked the other way. "No I'm not!" I denied.
"I always say you're a terrible liar. It's going to be fine but it will hurt at first, Just relax" she tries to release my tension.
"I'm sorry but it's because I've never been with a man before so I'm still…it's still intact.
"I know."
"Huh?"
"Are you ready for your 'onee-sama' to tenderly dominate you?"
My face turned ruby red.
She leans in on my naked chest and places her ear near to it.
"Ooh what's this! Your heart rate seems to have increased. Don't worry, I have the right injection for you."
In an instant, her upper torso is partly covered in a nurse's outfit. Her bust is partially exposed. The outfit hugs her chest and stomach, making her two giant breasts, begging to be fully released. If this was anime, I would have passed out from a severe nosebleed.
She takes her gigantic member in one hand, guiding it to my slit. I wrap my arms around my lover's neck holding tightly as I felt the head of her member penetrate past my virgin folds. I wince in pain feeling my hymen being stretched and torn open by the dragon's shaft "Ahhhhhhh! It hurts so much!" I cried out as a small amount of blood trickles down. Elma wraps her arms around me embracing me gently she held her position inside me to allow me some time to adjust. I felt full, like it couldn't go any deeper- and the thing is, only about 3 inches were inside my hot canal.
"So big... Ahhh" Tears trickle down my cheeks but I try my best to hide them from Elma.
"I'm going to move now, is that okay?" I nod slowly knowing the worst is over. Elma slowly pulls her hips back until she feels her cock leave the warmth of my pussy then slowly penetrates once more thrusting herself till the head of her penis meet against my cervix, making me her woman, taking me as hers and only hers. I squeak in pain once more though the pain's not as severe as the first time. Elma begins to rock her hips back and forth, her thick shaft stretching and massaging my vaginal walls. ""Onee-sama"", it doesn't hurt anymore! It feels so good!"
"That's it, my sweet patient."
I slip my legs around Elma's waist, locking my ankles together. Elma continues to thrust at a steady pace into me.
"Ooooo…ahhhh" Elma moans. "Nai, you're so warm and you feel so good. I think I'm going to explode in you."
Elma grunts, her breath hot against my cheeks as her pumping became erratic. Her cock pulses, swelling inside of me. With a long, throat moan she shudders and hold still. Her cock lurches, firing her first scalding hot load deep into my womb. The cum seemed to last forever, her pearly seed pumping endlessly. It gushes out from my stretched lips, leaving a permanent stain on the linens.
"You've got the sweetest pussy," Elma moaned before kissing me.
"I love you."
"Love…you…more" she responded.
I feel her twitch in me again and soon she's shooting another hot load of her sticky cum into me.
"Elma, we're probably going to have twins or triplets with all your cumming" I joked.
She blushed.
I feel her pull out of me. Something was missing, I needed to be filled but Elma collapses on top of my aching body, clearly spent.
"Let's do this…another time" she says, gasping for air.
"Elma, I enjoyed this a lot. And the nurse outfit, how did you know?"
"Sometimes it pays to use my clairvoyance" she retorts, looking straight at the laptop on my little work desk.
I'm horrified. Shit! my browser history.
END OF ARC 1
To be continued… (of course)