Ashia shook her head a little and leaned her head far back and with each movement more long dried scales becoming visible, the new ones forcing them out.<span style="color: dimgray">"and what do you want from me? i hope it involves killing something, today was such a dissapointment..."</span>she frowned back at Nyarien as she was pushed but she spready her wings and let them flop on either side of the tub.<span style="color: dimgray">"when i buy my home im having a tub large enough for me to submerge put in..."</span>she looked back at Nyarien and then laughed softly.<span style="color: dimgray">"unless you mean for me to put my egg into your pet or your toy your mistaken, i can only put them into warm blooded women. the woman who did this to me tried all kinds of things, she brought me women of every race... she even tried to get me to fuck a forsaken, i refused. but i did fuck the young Naga she brought me, i tried to get the egg i had at the time out, it wouldnt cum. only seed, over and over... until i was exhausted and she was unconscious and i collapsed crying on her chest from the pain inside..."</span>she groaned quietly, the fresh and clean scales showing the faint pattern of the same tattoos she had, some far more clear then others and they seemed to form almost a tree like shape with only the first few branches visible as even darker lines over her black scales.<span style="color: dimgray">"i had forgotten how good it feels to have someone rub your back... thank you Nyarien."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>