Sabrith was insistent on entering Rayne as soon as possible, and made no protest when the half-elf shifted her pussy instead of her ass over the swollen head of her precum-dripping cock. Nibbling on the back of Rayne's neck, breasts pressing against her back, the catgirl pumped like a woman possessed, no foreplay needed as she pummeled Rayne's wet pussy. The futa's girth was comparable to the crown of the mushroom-headed tentacle, but her thickness was consistent down the whole length of her shaft instead of just at the tip, filling her partner up completely every time she hilted herself with the lustful sound of flesh slapping against flesh. She bent Rayne over the edge of the pool, one hand reaching around to grope and knead her left breast while the other found her clit, swollen from suction, and rolled it between thumb and forefinger.<br/><br/>In her aroused state, it only took a minute or so before Sabrith let out a scream of relief and pleasure as she hilted herself completely one last time and came inside her partner, shooting several thick hot spurts straight into her womb. Eventually the futa's last drop was spent inside Rayne, and she pulled out with a soft 'schlick' and fell back and beside the well-fucked girl, leaning against the edge of the pool. Her member shrunk and disappeared, much to her apparent relief, but her breasts were still enlarged with small trickles of milk dripping from her pierced nipples, and her armour still resembled a cupless bra more than anything else and left her melons completely exposed. "Thank you, Rayne, I needed that..." she said between pants for breath. "I don't know what happened, that... thing was controlling me somehow, all I could think of was," she blushed, "was your ass." She looked down at herself and then at Rayne, "I think we both need some repairs to our armour," she giggled. "Well, I think it's time we did what we came here to do..."<br/><br/>Sabrith dove to the bottom of the pool and returned to the surface having pulled out a pair of radishes from its bottom. After giving one to Rayne, she took out a large mottled egg of her own from her inventory and submerged it into the water. The egg immediately cracked and hatch, a tiny red two-legged dragon that cooed cutely, perched on the palm of her hand. She brought the radish within the hatchling's reach, and it fed voraciously. Upon finishing the last bite, it glowed too bright to look at directly and grew and grew and grew, turning from a little baby into a full-grown red-and-yellow scaled drake with smoke rising from its nostrils, in a matter of mere seconds.