Dragonmates (RustyTiger and Last of the Great Mikeys)
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				Title: <strong>Dragonmates (RustyTiger and Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 21:09:05</strong>
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				Mick was in the fields, mounted on his drake as he worked with the cattle. Four dogs scampered about, herding the beasts under his watchful eye. No cow had wandered off under his supervision since he was a young 13 year old just learning how to ranch. Now he was a strapping 18 year old man with 5 years of ranching under his belt.<br><br>He was a tall and lean one, fit from the rugged work of ranching. The long days of gruelling labour kept him in good shape and kept his well trained alertness high. He kept his dusty hair short. It was just practical that way. It wasn't in his eyes, inhibiting his view and he didn't have to spend lots of time in the morning caring for it. He dressed practically, too. His sturdy buckskin breeches were covered with patches from the various rips and tears that happen during physical work. He wore long sleeves to keep the sun from burning his skin and a wide brimmed hat to keep the sun out of his deep blue eyes and his face shaded. This was absolutely nessesary. His pale skin would burn easily under the pounding rays of the unforgiving sun.<br><br>He kept his whip within easy reach of his hand. It was useful for herding the large, strong beasts and for scaring away the occasional predator that wandered too close to the herd. Most kept their whip on their saddle but he kept it on a hook on his hip. That way he still had it if he had to dismount his drake.<br><br>He took another sip from his canteen, then looked up at the sun, trying to guage the time. It was prbably around four in the afternoon. Several hours to go before sunset. He drank down another sip of water, then circled the cattle, watching the cows and the dogs while peripherally watching for any external threats.<br><br>'I wish Jaike weren't injured. This is a lot easier with two people,' he thought to himself. 'I'm startin' to get pretty darn tired. I hope there's a big dinner ready when I get back to the ranch house. I'm so hungry I could eat a dragon, bones an' all!' Mick had never seen a dragon yet. Most people had seen two or three by his age but he just had never been at the right place at the right time. He'd met a dragonmate once. She was at the general store in town, buying supplies. He had kept his distance from her. He'd heard the stories of what a dragonmate did to those that bothered him or her and didn't want to have that humiliating experience himself. He'd tried to stay a bit near her when she left, hoping to see her dragon but it just didn't happen. 'Oh well, I'll see one sooner or later. Everyone does.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonmates (RustyTiger and Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rustytiger</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 16:40:31</strong>
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				Sibyl look out across the mountain range, barely noticing the beautiful scenery. It had been weeks and she still couldn't find a mate that she liked. She looked behind her at the empty lair, a perfect place for her mate, if she could ever find on she liked. She knew once she saw him it would be alright, it was just that it was taking a while for her to choose. Sibyl sighed and looked up at the perfect blue sky, taking a deep breath of icy mountain air. She shook herself to get herself out of the mood she was in, it didn't help to start a flight with a clouded mind. She closed large cat like gold green eyes and fixed her clothes. The dark emerald green form fitting pants and vest with a very low back, it allowed her wings to move freely, brought out the green in her coloring. She reached back and quickly braided her long green/silver hair so that it wouldn't get in the way of her flying. She opened her eyes as she stepped of the ridge, free falling for a bit before her silver and emerald wings unfolded to slow her fall. With powerful strokes Sibyl was high in the sky, making another trip to locate her mate.<br><br>Sibyl flew over villages, field, and forests, her powerful eyes able to see the land below her in great detail with just an adjustment to her focus. She growled in frustration as once again she could find anyone she approved of. She tilted to the side, ready to just go back to her lair and sulk. Her eyes took one more sweep around the countryside and stopped on a young man. She smiled to herself, knowing that this man was the one. She adjusted her winds so that she would dive to the earth, pulling up so that she could land on all fours. Sibyl stared at the young man and smiled to herself, liking how fit he was and handsome. She looked around the field and saw that she was scaring the cattle, she liked that a little bit since to her kind she was small, only 18 feet, but she was still young and growing.&nbsp; <br><br>Sibyl looked at the young man with her gold green eyes and could just tell that he had never seen one of her kind before, this pleased her greatly. She knew that she was beauty to behold even among dragons because of her weird coloring and more human qualities. She looked almost like any female dragon well the human looking ones, long slender neck, a tail just as long as her body, and a slender but well muscled body. It was just that her color wasn't a mixture of one color but three. Emerald green started at the tip of her tail, feet and hands and slowly, until it got to the center or face, chest and back, changed to a pure silver color. barely there marking in either emerald or silver color tattooed her skin to look like feathered scales. Her bat like wings, were fold neatly against her back, with emerald on the outside, along the bones, and silver inside. Her claws and spikes along her back and tail were gold as were the two delicate curving horns peeking out from her mixiture of silver and green hair.&nbsp; <br><br>She settled down on the ground, her long tail curling around her body. "Hello, human." she said, her voice deep yet musical. Sibyl wanted this human, no matter what his answer to the question was, really it was just a formality. "I have a question for you and your answer will determined how the next events will turn out." she said, watching him, waiting for his reaction. Either way she would grab the human go, she had waited to long to wait for this human to make up his mind. "Will you be my mate human?" she asked, calm on the outside but barely.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonmates (RustyTiger and Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 18:14:32</strong>
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				The first sign of trouble Mick had was when the cattle got riled. He had to work extra hard to keep them together. Something had spooked them. He had the dogs scampering about, nipping at the cows and he rode his drake like a madman, working to corrall the beasts.<br><br>The second sign he had of trouble was the wind. The air was flowing about suddenly and it felt strange. It was a hot day so it was not unpleasant, but it seemed out of place. Instead of looking for land based predators the wind made him look to the skies.<br><br>Unfortunately for the young man he looked the wrong way. When the dragon landed behind him he spun and froze in shock and fear. A dragon! A real dragon! He was petrified with fear as his eyes rode up and down the magnificent being. "Oh spirits!" he gasped and spun his drake, kicking it into a gallop He didn't even really hear what it had said. The blood rushing through his veins was all he could hear. He hoped it would just take a few of the cows instead of him for it's dinner. The cows were not cooperating though. They were scatterring, running off in all directions. The dogs were excaping as well.<br><br>"Spirits! Oh spirits! faster, cobalt! Faster!" He kicked at the drake's sides, trying to coax any extra speed from the drake that it could muster. Without thinking he grabbed at his whip, his only weapon...and a useless one against a dragon!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonmates (RustyTiger and Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rustytiger</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 07:21:43</strong>
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				Sibyl watched the human and smiled, her teeth large and sharp like small daggers. She stood up slowly and spread her wings to make herself seem bigger. She always found humans amusing creatures, small that they were, they were brave. "Foolish human." she said, laughing. She flapped her large wings, sending a gust to blow any man off his drake. A couple cows fell over, their panic cry's filling the air. Sibyl laughed again and took a step forward, her hands on her hips. She looked down at the human and his silly whip. "What are you planning on doing against a dragon, young foolish human?" she asked. <br><br>Sibyl looked around at the valley, making sure there weren't anymore surprises. The cows were pretty much scattered and running away, the loyal dogs chasing after them or staying with this their master. Sibyl looked down again and got on all fours so that the human didn't have to look up 18 feet in the air to look at her. Since her body looked a little more human then dragon, it seemed almost awkward for her to walk over to the human, but really it was just as natural for her to walk on all fours then to stand up on two legs.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now foolish creature will you listen to me or try and fight again?" she asked. She was trying to be patient for once in her long life. Sibyl was a impatience creature, always acting out of instinct and whim. Maybe she should have waited and thought through how she was going to meet this human, but now it was too late. She had to deal with the mess that she created but she didn't care.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 07:59:23</strong>
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				Well, so much for that escape attempt! he was launched from his drake and barely managed to roll when he fell and minimize the damage. He lost his hat and dropped his whip, finally ending up un his stomach, winded from the impact. When he finally regained his wind and opened his eyes he had a dragon staring him in the eye. He yelped and scampered to his knees.<br><br>It spoke to him again and didn't eat him so he answered, "Uh, I guess I can listen." He thought, 'Please don't eat me,' before he managed to kick his brain in. If it had wanted him for lunch he would be alreadyt. She had made it plain that she wanted to talk, so he would listen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonmates (RustyTiger and Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rustytiger</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 18:13:11</strong>
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				Sibyl growled softly, flicking her tail against the ground so that it shook. "Don't test me human, there is only one thing that is keeping me from eating you." she said, lying. She wouldn't eat her newest mate. It had been such a long time since she had a mate. Her last mate had died on her last mission to clean out a demonic lair with some other of her fellow dragons. Sibyl shook her body and settled down, resting her head on her hands, looking at the young human with gold/green cat eyes. This one looked nothing like her dark knight and that was what she wanted. She didn't want to be reminded of the mate that she had lost, the dark tan skin and dark hair, eyes as dark as the night. Sibyl sighed and shook her body again, trying to clear her mind, it wasn’t time to think about those things.<br><br>“Human what is your name?” she asked softly. She was bored just about ready to take to the sky with the human in tow. Sibyl lifted one large clawed hand and clean one her golden claws with her long forked tongue on one side of the tongue two silver hoops were pierced into the flesh. Sibyl listened to his name and grinned, standing up. “Good, it’s always nice to know the name of your mate. I’m Sibyl.” She said grabbing him softly around his waist. She pushed out the ground with her strong back legs her large wings flapping to gain altitude. Sibyl flew up high into the sky, the air getting colder the higher she got. She looked down at her mate and hugged him close to her well sized chest to keep him warm. It took a while, forests, towns and valleys passing under them as Sibyl brought them to the mountains. She flew up higher to get her lair, landing softly and setting the boy down. Unlike other dragons she was nice to her mate at first. She need him strong yes, but that didn’t she had to abuse him and tough him up one the first day. “This is your new home human, she said looking as the lair. It had many piles of furs set up in different areas of the large space, tunnels led to other parts of the lair, but she wouldn’t let him explored them just yet. Sibyl blew a soft yellow flame on the ground and curled up on the steaming rock as it warmed her underbelly, her eyes following the human.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 02:39:56</strong>
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				Mick was shocken when, after saying his name, the dangerous creature grabbed him and hauled him to her, flying off into who knew where! The cold was jarring and he strangel was pleased to be held against her warm form. It wasn't perfect, though. He still felt the chill. It did cause him to try and snug in closer to her, though.<br><br>As they flew Mich slowly realized that he was right up against her giant breasts! He didn't quite notice until, in an irrational panic, he tried to grab at anything on her to keep from being dropped. He managed to grasps a boob in each arm and cling! He was frightened when he understood what he had grabbed. If Sybil got upset for being groped he could be dropped to the ground far below!<br><br>When she gently set him to the ground in her lair he was shivering. He clutched at himself and shook, trying to get less cold. The heat of her breath and the now steaming rock drew him closer. Feeling horribly chilled he asked in a quiet voice, "Can I come closer to the heat please?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonmates (RustyTiger and Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rustytiger</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 06:07:49</strong>
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				Sibyl smiled at Mick and stood up pulling on a cord that let skins fall in front the lair, adding more shelter from the cold. She blew yellow flame on the stones again and sat down like a human, holding out her arms. "Come here Mick." she said. She waited until he was settled against her warm body, her tail curling around her waist and Mick, almost like a living blanket. Sibyl looked down at her human growled softly deep in her chest, almost like a purring sound. Her wings settled around her losing, keeping her human warm. "How much do you know about Dragons?" she asked, settling against the furs she had piled against the walls. <br><br>Sibyl leaned her head back against the wall, staring at the ceiling of the lair. She knew that most humans knew about the humans who served the dragons, but most of them didn't know about what happen to the humans. The harsh training that they were put through or the changes that would forever keep them from the human world ever again. Her first mate was slave before she stole him and she knew that he didn't mind leaving the life he once had. she wasn't so sure about Mick. She looked down at him again, holding him softly. "If you are hungry or thristy just tell me and I will take care of it."
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 06:34:00</strong>
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				Still frightened, Mick tentatively stepped up to the smaller dragon... smaller to him, maybe. She was three times his size and probably even more in mass. He let her guide him against her (as if he had a choice) and tried to relax. He was quite tense but the growing warmth finally started to ease him.<br><br>"I don't know much about dragons, really. Uh, they're big and breathe fire. They look for fights and, uh, kidnap humans." He cringed as he said the last. He, himself had been kidnapped. His family would wonder where he went, what had happenned to him. The cattle were all untended, making mor work for the rest and some loss of cows. He felt guilty about that, though there was nothing he could do about it. "You look more human that I expected a dragon to look, though. I thought they looked more like the drakes I ride."<br><br>At her mention of food he realized that he hadn't eaten in hours. He wondered what she had about for a human to eat. "Uh, now that you mention it, I am a bit hungry. I ain't eaten since breakfast."
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				Post by: <strong>rustytiger</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 23:00:38</strong>
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				Sibyl chuckled to her self as Mick tried to describe her kind, it seemed like it was only from what he saw from her. She smiled down at the boy and moved him so that she could unbutton her shirt, moving the cloth so that her breasts were exposed. Sibyl resettled herself so that Mick could feed with both of them comfortable. She brought her hands up and massages her breast gently, her long clawed fingers teased her nipples until they were hard. She closed her eyes as she was slowly aroused her chest vibrating with a soft purring, growl. Milk slowly started to leak from her nipples as she looked back down at Mick. "Drink from my breast for now. It will sustain you until I'm able to go hunting again. I'm sorry that I'm not more prepared." she said trying to be nice even as she lied. Sibyl hunted only for herself and sometimes gave her mate meat when she thought he earned it. When she said that her milk would be enough she wasn't lying. Her milk was laced with enough nutrients to keep him healthy and to change his body forever. It would make him stronger then any human, change him so that finally after many years she could have a lover again. She knew that he would be an outcast from the human world but she didn't care, the dragon world was better. <br><br>Sibyl lightly ran her large golden claws through his hair, letting him decide to drink or not. Sooner or later his hunger would get the better of him and Mick would drink to his heart's content. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, her mind drifting. "Dragons are all different creatures. Soon you will see all the different types, but for now I'll tell you about them while you feed." she said, her voice soft and motherly. "Dragons can look completely human or like your drakes. Sadly most of drake bloodline was bred out of my family, making me more human then the rest of my kin. Almost all of us hunt demons or elements that terrorize this world, so you my fair knight be taught how to fight so you don't die on me. It's hard training a new mate." she said. Sibyl looked down at Mick and smiled. 
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 23:24:28</strong>
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				Mick watched as Sybil revealed her gorgeous breasts. His eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets when he saw her toying with her nipples. Was she trying to turn him on? If so, then it was working! As her nipples hardened so did Mick's manhood. He tried to ignore it as he watched Sybil massage her massive orbs.<br><br>He was stunned when she commanded him to drink from her breasts. Was this normal with dragons and their mates? Well, he was hungry and this was all she offered him...and she was huge and could easily make him dead if she wanted, so he would do it. He tentatively moved his head to her glorious globes and put his tongue to the tip of one, testing the flavour of her milk.<br><br>It was <em>good!</em><br><br>In fact, it tasted amazingly good! Only his nervousness kept him from latching on and harshly sucking her dry. He eased his lips over her nipple and started to suck, swallowing quickly as her milk flowed into his mouth. It tasted so good he couldn't help but to flick his tongue along the tip of her nipple as he drank from her. As he drank he listened. Well, half listened, really. He was far more interested in drinking this wondrous ambrosia which he was fast becoming addicted to.
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				Post by: <strong>rustytiger</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 00:35:03</strong>
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				Sibyl started to purr/growl again as he drank. "Drink as much as you want and don't worry about being rough." she said, lightly rubbing his back. She could feel his manhood growing larger, but she knew that it would take a little more time before they could actually do something. Her body shivered at the thought of finally being able to mate again, to release this long pent up desire that was coursing through her. This time she wouldn't be worried about her mate as he changed it was different from the first time when she knew nothing about mating, of course she had an elder dragon as an adviser, but now she was on her own. Sibyl looked at Mick and smiled again, something she knew that she was doing a lot. It would start slow, with his body slowly growing larger and larger. Everything would change so that he could be a warrior with her and so that he would be able to please her sexually.<br><br>The change was like a child transforming into an adult, only the pain was slightly worse. That was why she would start training him once he woke up. His new growing muscles needed the workout so that the faster growing pains could be eased. She would help him the best she could as the change took over his life, but she knew that it was only a bump in his new life. Sibyl would slowly train him better then her last mate and show him her way of life. <br><br>Sibyl wrapped her wings around him to keep him warmer. Using the pads of her fingers, careful to keep her claws away from his body, she started to massage his legs and back. "Once you've had your fill you may sleep little one." she whispered in the darken cove she created for him. She purred softly as his drank, the sensation amazing he licked her nipples and drank from her silver breasts. She kept massaging him, knowing that as he started to change this would make him feel better in the morning.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 01:45:16</strong>
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				Her encouragement egged him on and he started to suck harder, swallowing down greater gulps of the delicious drink. His hands went to her breast and he massaged and squeezed it, trying to get more milk from it. He had every intention of sucking this boob dry and switching to the other. He hoped his stomach could hold it all.<br><br>His erection engorged to tremendous levels, making him feel like the skin of it was too constraining. His balls felt like they were bulging like an overfilled baloon. He'd never felt so aroused in his life... so painfully aroused. Only the savoury flavour of Sybil's nourishing milk distracted him from the discomfort.<br><br>It took time but he finally emptied the first breast. He squeezed and mauled the sexy sphere, sucking with all his might trying to get every drop. He drew his head back and breathed in deeply. "Oh, that tastes good!" Now, however, he did not have the consumption of her milk keeping his mind off of his punishing arousal. He looked down incredulously at his straining hardon, then back up at Sybil. "Can I drink more?"
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				Post by: <strong>rustytiger</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 05:20:33</strong>
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				Sibyl closed her eyes, her mind drifting as he drank. She could feel his member straining against her belly, but really she couldn't do much for him. Well except for a simple release for him, but he would just become aroused all over again when he started to drink. She was thinking about what his training would be like in the morning. Of course she would take him down to the valley and have him run. Slowly she would increase his endurance so that he could keep up with her warrior life. Sibyl was going through the questions she need to know about his lift so that she knew where he training should go, her elder's words running through her head. A mate was only as good as the dragon that trained him or her, and Sibyl would be better than her last time.<br><br>Her ears twitched as she heard his voice. She opened her eyes slowly and looked down at Mick. "Mmm, what? Oh, yes, yes drink as much as you want. You never have to ask for more." she whispered. His drinking was making her aroused and sleepy. Sibyl looked at the boy again and sighed softly as he started to work on the other silver breast. She leaned her head back and smiled at the sensation, her body on fire. Sibyl moaned softly and shivered, before shaking her head. She would have time for this after he was fully changed. Sibyl started to hum to herself and to Mick, a simple lullaby that would put both of them asleep. It was also able to take their minds off the arousal they both felt. <br><br>Sibyl woke before dawn and watched the sun rise, it's golden rays warming her skin. She yawned, her long forked tongue flicking out to taste the morning air. She looked down at her human and smiled. She rubbed his back softly, saying his name until he woke up. "How are you feeling?" she asked, already knowing that he would be sore and tired.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 08:48:37</strong>
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				Mick fell asleep with his lips attatched to Sybil's nipple and gently suckled through the night. When full he just mouthed the large nub, blissfully unaware of what was happening to him.<br><br>When he woke in the morning he groaned, feeling like he had been trampled in a stampede! He wasn't really sure where he was and almost panicked. Had he not ached so badly he would have hopped up to his feet. As it was he simply arched his body upward and opened his eyes when he heard that serpentine voice greeting him.<br><br>It all came back to him, the violent first encounter with a dragon, the terrifying flight into the mountains and the oddly sensual evening. He looked at Sybil in both awe and fear. "I'm... really here? It wasn't a weird dream? Ohhhh, why do I hurt so much?" His stomach rumbled then, demanding feul for the transformation it was undergoing.
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				Post by: <strong>rustytiger</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 16:51:53</strong>
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				Sibyl chuckled and opened her wings so that the cold, crisp morning air broke the warm bubble she created for him. She smiled at him and flapped her wings, stretching them from the long night of protecting Mick. "No this isn't a dream&nbsp; boy. From now on this is your new live. Once I train you a more and you grow a little bit more I'll take you out to meet the others." she said looking at him. She carefully brushed his hair back from his face with one golden claw. "If they saw you now they would try and kill you." she whispered. Dragons were careful with other dragon mates, once they were almost full grown, they had more respect for the humans for putting up with the pain and training that they had to go through. Dragons were cruel creatures and would kill off a potential mate for a dragon if they think that their fellow dragon could do better. <br><br>"Drink and once you are done we will go work out." she said relaxing as he went to drink. There was so much to do today and she had to be careful as well. She lived far from other dragons, but that didn't mean they didn't come and visit her some days. She just hoped that today they would just stay away.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 21:37:32</strong>
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				Even in his confused and fearful state, the offer of more milk had him suckling almost instantly with the same need and lust as the previous time. When he was done he looked at Sybil with, well, still a lot of fear but there was a strange... he didn't know how to describe the odd feeling he had. Was it the milk? <br><br>He stretched a bit, trying to ignore the slow, aching growth of his penis. He could have sworn at was not this big yesterday. He also noticed that he felt like moving was just a little less effort. Considering how high up in the mountains they were he should have been feeling exhausted. Instead he felt a touch better than normal.<br><br>He felt less cold, too. He still was chilled but to a lesser extreme. His clothes felt a little tight, too. What was happening?<br><br>"Uh, so, what is next?"
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