Dragonmates (LastoftheGreatMikeys and Swirl)
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 07:08:22</strong>
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				Mike had always been the protective sort. He'd protected both his older and his younger sister as a kid, he'd tried to protect his mother from their abusive father. It was a proud day when he got big enough and strong enough to fend his father off. It had been even greater when he'd actually shased him from the house! His family had been so happy to have the bastard gone!<br><br>Now he was in training to join the city guard. He had the right mentality for it. He wasn't looking to start fights or hurt anyone. He would if he had to though. He also had the body for it. He was tall and broad shouldered and strong from being the physical labourer in his families house while growing up. His mother fed him healthy and well and so he grew into a stout young man. He had just had his head shaved like all recruits that morning and issued his training uniform. He was to new to be given baton training or patrol training. No, he was going to start like any other recruit...by being put through his paces to see how fit he was and, if not up to scratch, made to be fit.<br><br>The group of 6 recruits had been brought to a fallow field on one of the outlying farms and were lined up as the instructor looked them over and explained what he expected. Mike listened attentively and set to learning. He stood there wearing no footwear and no shirt, forced to endure the cool autumn air and the firm, prickly ground of the field. He endured it easily and without comment. Then the instructor set them to running.<br><br>Mike set a fairly slow pace, figuring he needed to last. One recruit hot-dogged it, running and whooping. Mike ignored the horseplay and set himself for the weeks of training to come.
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 07:46:37</strong>
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				the wings on the side of her head shifted upwards as if she was lifting her ears to pay more attention. the flaps laid down against her head again as she lifted her head up into the air. she could hear the men from where she lay curled up next to a small pond. breathing heavily through her nose, she shifted her long body and pulled herself to her feet.<br><br>once she was up, rubble and some dirt fell from her scales, shifting her weight to the side she shook herself off to get the remaining crap off of her. the scales needed a good washing down anyways but she would wait until she found a mate for him to do that for her. another good use she had found for male humans, they're hands were particularly good with washing under scales. <br><br>shaking her neck a little bit, she dug her long curved claws into the soil before stretching out her black wings languidly. opening her mouth she yawned, showing razor sharp carnivorous teeth. blinking her green eyes up at the blue sky, she squinted a bit and then opened her wings fully. she wasn't a huge dragon big enough to carry and intimidate humans but generally by a dragon's normal size she wasn't all that big. maybe the size of a hut. she was longer as it were, with a longer tail and a pointier snout, as if her design was used to cut through the air instead of fight. although fight she could if she had to. personally she was a lazy creature and didn't much like moving out of the sun's rays but she needed a mate and this was her chance to get one. <br><br>it didn't sound like there was to many men up there that she could handle, so taking a few jumps her wings caught the air and she took to the skies. she would have to be fast, precise and just grab one. really any of them would do, so long as he had the assets to make her happy then she frankly didn't care. snorting again, she used the sun to her advantage to approach the men, her wings beating to take her higher before she stretched them out to ride along the winds. her legs rested up against her body to reduce drag and finally she could see the field where they trained. tossing her head a bit, she sloped her wings and dove, her belly graced the trees a few times before her presence in an instant was known to them. she didn't want to stick around, so she opened her claws for the lone male behind the group to snatch him.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 08:01:23</strong>
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				As time passed and the other recruits started to tire Mike's stamina and wisdom started to show. He had not overpaced himself and had not slowed at all. The others were slowing and breathing harder. Most of the recruits had started in front of him but he was starting to pass them one by one. His long legs carried him gracefully with a smooth gait and his steady footfalls had no risk of an ankle twist. This fact was emphasized when one of the recruits, tired from the exertion, fell to the ground with just that injury.<br><br>Mike passed the front runner and took the lead. 'This isn't so hard,' he thought to himself. 'The others must be way out of shape. Of course if I end up paired up with that big brute for sparring my stamina won't matter! I bet he hits really hard!'<br><br>He turned at the corner of the field, his eyes on the ground to keep the sun out of his eyes. He had no hint of one of the land's great protectors rocketing through the air or that it had a target in mind...
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 08:22:25</strong>
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				<br>The timing was right, the moment was right. Her catch was looking down at the ground to keep the sun from his site. Which is exactly where she was coming from. Even the trainer at the edge of the field did not spot her until it was to late. Her claws opened and reached down, and with precision timing she snatched him from the ground. Tightening her grip on his upper arms, she curved her body upwards and began to climb into the sky; leaving the ground far behind. <br><br>She had her catch, she had got what she had gone there for and now it was time to go home. Once she got to a good altitude she stretched out her wings and began to ride the air currents towards the mountains.<br><br>(can the dragons speak? and wow it's been a really long time since I've had to write paragraph reply's I'm sorry that they're a little akward right now)
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 08:34:28</strong>
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				((Yes dragons can speak.))<br><br>Mike was taken completely by surprise. He was loping forward one moment. The next he felt like he'd been kicked in the shoulders by a drake and he was rushing backwards! The wind rushed around his ears, deafening him and the sudden chill from that wind was shocking! He was too stunned to panic!<br><br>As he was lifted higher in the air it got colder and he started to shiver in the taloned grasp of whatever had grabbed him. He hadn't looked. What he did stare at was the ground rushing away from him. He looked up to see what had captured him and saw the scaly (yet feminine) underside of the dragon. It took him a minute to wonder if it really was a dragon. Dragons were legendary and both feared and cheered by the common folk. There were lots of conflicting stories about them and their habits. Right now Mike was more focused on the ones that said they ate humans that upset them!<br><br>There was nothing he could do so he just closed his eyes and hoped not to die.
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 08:46:01</strong>
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				After a few minutes of them flying through the air currents, she could start to feel him shiver. She forgot humans had no insulation of their own and he was probably getting cold. She couldn't let me freeze to death before they even got there so shifting her wings to the side she sloped towards lower ground and where it was warmer. Once she found the right height that he would be a bit warmer but wasn't hitting himself on trees she pulled him up close to her body to let the warmth of her underbelly warm him. Plus it was easier to carry him in her paws than it was just letting him dangle. <br><br>It was about a twenty minute flight before she circled around and then descended upon the base of the mountain. Low enough that it was still in trees, but still on the cliff face that nothing would bother them or allow him to flee for that matter.. Landing on the ledge to the cave on her back legs, she slowly pulled him from her body to set him down on his feet.<br><br>ok)
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 09:00:50</strong>
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				Unfortunately, though the dragon's underside was warm, any part of him that was not touching it was freezing! He shivered against her, eyes shut, silently praying not to die.<br><br>When he was set down it took a few moments before he could make his legs support him. He wrapped his arms around himself and shivered as he slowly opened his eyes to look upon his doom. Even though he knew it was possible he was still shocked to see a dragon...a so obviously female dragon! He looked up and down her form, taking in her majesty, then back to her face. Then to her breasts. Then back up to her face. "Uh, uhhhhh... Oh, gods and goddesses!" He had no idea what to do or say. Running certainly wasn't an option. Fighting, well, that would be less than useless. If he was going to be a legendary dragonmate, well, that was a frightening thought too. "Uuuhhhh...C-cold. If you're gonna eat me could you cook me first?" Perhaps the joke would keep him from crying.
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 09:16:14</strong>
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				Tilting her head gently to the side, she lowered her nose and sniffed him. Her dark green pupils taking in his appearance and once she was pleased with over looking him she pulled her head up. Staring down at him for another long moment a soft rumble came from her chest, it didn't sound like it was flames but more like laughter. "Silly boy." she finally spoke, turning herself around, she lifted her tail over his head so not to knock him down she headed off into the cave. "I'm not going to eat you." <br><br>Walking deep into the cool cave, she pushed some logs into a fire ring, and breathing deeply in she blew out and set fire to it. Poking her nose around in it for a second she got it to the point where it would stay lit and eventually laid down watching him. Providing the fire for warmth so he could warm up from the flight. "If I wanted to eat you I would have done so already."
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 05:34:15</strong>
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				He watched the great being set about her domestic task of firebuilding. He was a little relieved to know he wasn't going to be eaten but he was still afraid. After all, those claws could rip through, well, him, most certainly and her teeth could crunch a tree, he'd bet! The fact that in order to light the fire all she had to do was exhale didn't help.<br><br>However, he was freezing! He hugged himself and looked longingly at the fire. Fear held him back from approaching for a short while but the need to be warm overcame that. He slowly, carefull stepped into the cave until he was right next to the flames and on the opposite side of it from the dragon. He took a good ten minutes trying to heat up before he asked, "So, why did you, uh, take me? And why me? There were lots of guys in that field."
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 09:24:24</strong>
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				She waited with patience of only a dragon could have as she watched him move towards the fire. She watched the emotions of fear, but being cold flicker across his face and body and seemed to be battling against himself to stop from going over to the fire she had made. It wasn't that she didn't want him to be warm but she wasn't going to force him over either, especially since she had just laid down herself.<br><br>"You were the one that was seperated from the group and an easy grab." she replied once he was done speaking with his questions. "Nothing more." Laying her head down on her claws she watched him intently and then pulled her head up. Her stomach was starting to growl and if she wanted to make this male her mate she was going to have to eat to produce milk. Pulling herself back up onto all fours she headed deeper into the cave where she had kept a dead cow that she had caught earlier. Tearing it apart easily with her claws she brought a chunk back and laid down against the fire to eat it. Blood staining her maw and claws.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 18:21:44</strong>
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				Well, that was humbling. The only thing special about him was that he was the easiest target. He felt an ache of dissappointmentas his body slowly warmed.<br><br>When the giant legend sauntered away he felt a little more comfortable, though curious where she was going. When she returned with a chunk of cow he was, well, not really disturbed. After all, he ate beef. It was more the scale of it and the ease with which she ripped it apart that startled him.<br><br>He waited until she finished her snack and had a couple of minutes for it to settle, then asked in a voice that showed curiosity and wariness, "So what are you going to do with me?"
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 04:42:45</strong>
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				She kept one eye quietly watching him while she tore the chunks of meat apart with ease. Using her front teeth to tear it off before swallowing it. Once she was finished it, she cleaned her paws and her muzzle of the blood before settling her head back down on her claws. Watching him for a moment she listened to his question and finally took a while to answer considering she started to doze. "I'm going to make you my mate." she said her eyes closing. "It's time that the dragons came back to this land and your going to help me build it up. I've already found some other dragons to help but we need to contribute to it as well. So I'm going to make you my mate."
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 05:00:14</strong>
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				Mike was stunned! Him a dragonmate? Epic tales and short stories ran through his head, legends of dragons and their mates. He knew dragons were real and that they took humans as mates but he'd never seen a dragon before and never seen one's mate. They weren't exactly common in the city.<br><br>One thing that all the tales told was that the dragon chooses the mate. There were as many methods of choosing as there were stories. Apparently the ones that involve snatching were most accurate. He decided to risk a coupe of clarifying questions. "Well, if I'm going to be your mate should I know your name? And...do I have a say in if I am your mate or not?"
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 05:35:32</strong>
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				She watched his face with mild amusment, well he certainly was the most animated human she had ever seen; at least he wasn't cowering in a corner like humans liked to do. Watching him quietly she let this idea filter through his head and her ears came up again as he asked his next question.<br><br>"No." she replied "You don't have to tell them your a dragon's mate, it'll show on you." she replied "and other dragon's will just know that we're mated" she replied looking over the fire and down at him. "and my name is Syria if you really need to know, and I suppose&nbsp; I should know yours."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 05:57:01</strong>
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				"Michael," he answered. His instinct was to hold out his hand to shake like any honourable man would but, well, with a creature who's hand could crush two heads his size at once, well, it just seemed like a bad idea. He wondered what he meant about his being a dragonmate showing and asked, "So, will there be a ceremony like a wedding and I'll have a ring or some other kind of symbol showing that I'm your mate?"
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 10:35:49</strong>
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				Another sound rumbled through her chest as she chuckled at him before shaking her head gently "We're not getting married." she replied "We don't bother with silly rituals like you humans, and a ring can be easily thrown away." she said "No your going to drink my milk and after that a mark will appear in your chest with my symbol." she replied "That's how they'll know we're mated. It's a permanent mark and it binds us." she replied "It's not something you take lightly, if I die you die and reversed, although it's not going to be a pleasant feeling either." she replied watching him.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 18:43:08</strong>
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				Well, that was certainly ominous! Linked to the death. This was disturbing...but would he also live longer, too? Then another piece of story gossip entered his mind, that of dragons dueling to the death over an already chosen mate. In none of those tales did the dragonmate die. He simply became the mate of the winner. "Uh, well, I've heard that some dragonmates survive the death of their dragon under... unusual circumstances." He figured mentioning another dragon trying to win him might anger her and hoped his vagueness would keep her from getting angry.<br><br>Then he recognized that she'd said he'd drink her milk. His eyes went to her chest and noted the massive breasts she had. 'That would be a lot of milk,' he thought comically. Then he imagined drinking it, being nursed like a baby in her arms. He wondered if that was how it worked.
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 07:14:40</strong>
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				"There are some circumstances yes that the dragon-mate can be transferred to another. Although it does not happen very often." she replied "It depends on how deep they are in being mates and how long they've been mated." <br><br>Rolling her green eyes as he noticed her chest she shifted her weight and laid down much like a lion would. "You don't have to drink all of it, just enough over a period of time." she replied "You also won't be hungry for anything else so if you try to leave your stomach won't handle anything else but the milk so if you leave you'll starve." she replied blatantly again as she stared down at her soon to be mate. <br><br>"Shall we start then?" She also knew it was some what of a pain to have a mate, considering she was sure he would hassle her if she forgets to feed him. She found from observation mates could be as much pain as a pup nursing.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 02:47:57</strong>
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				He chose to take her question as rhetorical. It was probably safer that way. He quietly answered, "Okay," and tried to keep from staring at the dragon's breasts. It was a silly thing, considering he'd be latching his lips to one of them any moment now. "Uh, will there be any...discomfort for drinking your milk?" He waited for her to tell him to start. He wondered if he would ever see his mother again. Perhaps Syria would let him help her now and then. She wasn't getting any younger, after all.
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 05:02:41</strong>
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				"for me, not much." she replied watching him "For you, until the marking is over it'll burn a little bit but from what I've heard it's not painfully so, once it's all done and over with it'll just be like drinking milk." She watched him quietly and then shifted her weight to free her breasts from being trapped from underneath her "Now come, you must be hungry."
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 05:54:37</strong>
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				One unleashed he gawked at her breasts. They were monsters! He didn't know if they were average sized for a dragon or not but they looked like he'd have to struggle to even lift one! He just stared at them with wide eyes for nearly a minute before he shuffled nervously forward. "So, just, uh, start to suc on one?" he asked rhetorically. It was a stupid question but he had so much nervous energy that it just popped out.<br><br>He slowly reached a hand out to touch one of her marvellous orbs and gently ran his fingers along it. He then touched it more firmly with his palm, as if making sure it was real. His other hand joined the first and he started to massage the mammary, his hands slowly moving toward her nipple.
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 06:14:23</strong>
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				She didn't think they were that big, big enough to keep him fed though. Looking down at him silently she waited for him to come over and then shifting a bit she let him work with one. Watching as he came over, to touch her breast. Shifting into a comfortable spot she looked at the entrance and then back down at her catch. Lowering her muzzle she nudged his hair with her nose "Go on." she spoke
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 06:30:16</strong>
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				He froze up when her head came to his. It was big and dangerous looking and for a moment he thought he was dragon chow. He sighed a breath he didn't realize he'd gasped in when she spoke, greatful to not be between her jaws.<br><br>He gulped and looked at her big nipple and slowly moved his lips to it. He licked his lips, then gently touched her large nub with them. When they didn't burn or anything he slid them over the flesh of her nipple and touched the tip with his tongue. Again nothing bad happened. He exhaled around it, then started to suck. <br><br>It was gentle at first, but when no milk came out he started to suck a little more firmly. Minute by minute he started to suck it harder. His tongue would tease the tip as he tried to draw out her milk.
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 07:24:48</strong>
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				Nuzzling his hair a little more, she lifted her head up and let him eat. It took a little longer, but eventually the milk flowed from her and into his mouth, not a rush but fast enough that he could drink. Yawning a little bit she arched her head again and looked down at him again. Watching and observing, she wondered on if she should have waited a little more but figured it was to late now to change her mind. Shifting her weight a little bit she looked over at the fire and let him suck.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 08:35:31</strong>
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				Even though it was expected Michael was a bit surprised when her milk started to flow. He quickly gulped it down without tasting it for the first few swallows. Once he adjusted to the pace he let it run along his tongue.<br><br>It was <em>gooood!</em><br><br>He started to drink more needfully, enjoying the flavour of her nourishing milk and, slowly, starting to enjoy her breasts. He started to stroke, caress and massage the one he was drinking from, idly wondering if Syria enjoyed this of if it was simply a nessecity for her.
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 08:54:58</strong>
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				She shifted her weight a little bit when she felt the milk start flowing through her breast to feed him. If she enjoyed it she gave no indication that she did. Instead she arched her head up, and then rested her chin against her neck and closed her eyes to rest. Her warm sides breathing in and out as she dozed, her wings settling down at her side. Yawning a little bit she opened her eyes and looked down at him when she felt his hands on her. She gave a little snort, blowing smoke out of her nose as a warning at him to stop playing with her breast and just drink.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 17:47:06</strong>
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				Michael froze up again at the snort. He stopped moving for a moment, his mouth filling up as a consequence. He wanted to ask if he'd done something he shouldn't but he also didn't want to get sprayed. His hands stopped roaming, though and he just held her breast as he swallowed down her succulent milk. He didn't feel any symbol burning into his skin or anything. Maybe it would happen after he finished.<br><br>He drank and drank, occasionally gently stroking her breast for a couple of seconds before he'd notice and remember that menacing snort. His stomach started to fill. As he drank he started to feel...strange. All his muscles seemed to tighten and...and he got an erection. Was this the milk?
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				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 23:23:36</strong>
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				She stared down at him, and stopped blowing smoke out of her nose as soon as he stopped touching her breast. Lowering her nose she nuzzled his hair again in reassurance that she wasn't here to hurt him. "You must be getting full." she hummed to him as he drank, her breast at least was starting to feel lighter against her chest as he emptied it.<br><br>With her sharp eyes she noticed that his arms tightened up, and his muscles popped from his skin making him look larger and more buff. As if he was flexing. Nuzzling his hair a little more she sniffed him curiously and let him continue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonmates (LastoftheGreatMikeys and Swirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 07:33:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was indeed starting to feel full. It tasted so good, though, that he wanted to continue. It felt strange to have all his muscles contracting. It was like it paralyzed him and only by trying really hard could he move his limbs. He pulled his lips away, hoping not to get sprayed in the face and looked up to Syria's head. "What's happening to me? My muscles all feel...sore and tight." The words came out slowly, as if his jaw muscles were opposing him talking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonmates (LastoftheGreatMikeys and Swirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 08:47:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nuzzeld his head gently and then felt him pull his lips off. "You'll get used to it." she replied "It won't last long, it's a small side affect for the human to be drinking the milk, although once your used to drinking it you won't even knowing it happening." she inquired to him <br><br>"are you done?" she asked after a moment of silence between them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonmates (LastoftheGreatMikeys and Swirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 09:04:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um, I dunno. I'm not hungry but it tastes good and I want more." His hard dick was bothering him. it felt...too hard. It was difficult to explain. He didn't even feel aroused, really. Just...hard! It was odd and disconcerting. Maybe drinking would distract him from the discomfort of his muscles and his penis. "Uh, will there be anything else this milk does to me besides brand me? How long will it all take?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonmates (LastoftheGreatMikeys and Swirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swirl</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 05:05:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(bah sorry things kinda got hectic around here for the last few days, but instead of him growing a huge penis and having sex with her as a dragon, could we perhaps opt and have her be able to shift into a humanoid form?)<br><br>"Not that I'm aware of." she replied "but you never know what could change, it's all different for every mate, I'm only aware of the mark that's branded onto you." she replied.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonmates (LastoftheGreatMikeys and Swirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 03:28:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He hadn't looked for a brand yet and he hadn't felt a burning sensation. Maybe it hadn't happenned yet. "Where will the brand be?" he asked before he went back to trying to drink. He went for her other breast this time, thinking she would shift her body to accomodate him.
			</dd>
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