Looks like I'ma be out from under my rock for a little.
He's supposed to have a head full of feathers, but the scanner didn't pick them up clearly enough for me to 'ink' in windows paint... I don't remember what possessed me to draw a male reptilian with a hermaphrodite naga for a penis back in... But it's time I share, right?

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The distant horizon glowed a hot orange as the sun slowly set beyond the rim of the world. Below the darkening sky, a sixteen foot feather-headed giant of a trench-coated lizard strode toward the equally large, if plain, house. A hefty tail lazily swished back and forth with each step as counter-balance to the length of naga sprouting from the fly of his pants, the majority of her body coiled in the stomach region. She was wearing a dull pink shirt under the top ensemble of a dark blue business suit, her torso protruding from the collar of his coat. As the distance to the house narrowed, he leaned back slightly as she stretched forward, her hand grabbing the handle to the door and pulling it open. Immediately the chill of dusk was replaced with the warm and tingling scent of cooked meats as they moved inside. With an exhausted sigh, he shut the door with his tail and slowly hung his coat on the nearby rack.

"Welcome home." Called a feminine voice from the small living room. The sentiment was quickly echoed by another seven female voices, two of which were in the kitchen, and another from the upstairs bathroom. "We made a rack of lamb and three T-bone steaks for you." The first voice announced as the lithe and toned human woman it belonged to stepped into view. With a wordless smile, he leaned down to the five-foot-seven woman and lightly traced his tongue underneath her jaw, his version of a kiss, before kicking off his shoes and shifting to the table. Humming hungrily, he haltingly sat down with a stiff groan as his naga slipped out of her clothing, and let her coils fall limp on the floor with a spilling thump.

"You ladies are wonderful." He happily complimented the entire house, which he waited to have his words acknowledged, before turning to dine on his meal.
It didn't take him long to slip the food into his belly, and after releasing several suppressed belches, he eased up from the chair. Picking up his dishes, he placed them in the washer, before turning toward the stairs. As he ascended, carrying his naga wrapped around his neck, the rest of his clothing fell in a trail behind him. Along the way to his room, he passed three more of the human women, and leaned down to kiss each of them. Stepping nude up to his bed, which had appeared much too soon for his liking, as he still needed to kiss the other four women, he let his naga slide to the floor, before collapsing in an exhausted heap. Rolling onto his side as he pulled the blankets up, consciousness quickly left him... But not his naga.

Turning her attention to the open doorway into the dimly lit hall, she began to wait. A meager twenty-odd seconds later, a hand crept into view beyond the frame, an index finger loosely dangling a bra.
"He's out." The naga whispered, heated blood flushing her entire body, some of it surging into her twin dicks. "Hurry and tell everyone." The naga urged, and watched as the bra fluttered to the floor, footsteps signaling the beginning of the night's fun. She briefly heard distant voices, before catching the sound of carpet shifting under sneaking feet. A few seconds later, the first naked human slipped across the threshold, her cheeks, petite breasts, and inner thighs flush with heated blood as she approached the naga.
"Could you fuck me first?" The woman asked, bringing her hands up and revealing a decently sized cube of jello. The naga warmly smiled as she shifted to present her top dick with its' little mouth. The cool jello was a soft jolt to such hot flesh, but the naga readily flexed her dick-mouth, greedily devouring the jello. With her cum-bladder fed and overstimulated, the naga's twin dicks rapidly engorged with the rest of the blood they needed to stand erect. The naga wasted no time slipping her bottom penis into the horny womanhood in front of it. Slowly, the naga began to thrust upward as she unhinged her jaws and lowered her mouth around the woman's head... Gauging her pace, each upthrust eliciting a soft grunt of pleasure, and each withdrawal a longing sigh, the salivating naga slurped and nuzzled the woman's face. Each being's hands sought out the other's breasts, fingers flexing as they fondled one another... Hands lightly squeezing and kneading the breasts, the naga continued her timed thrusts for well over ten minutes, before finally bringing her partner to a hearty orgasm, the lusty womanhood splurting juices down the naga's body... And almost as soon as the woman had finished riding out her orgasm, her head was vanishing down the naga's gullet. Behind the naga, the lizard grunted in his sleep as more and more human flesh slid inside his naga. Soon, the woman's breasts were being squished into the tight throat, a shapely bulge forming in the naga's midsection... As her hips squelched into the esophagus, legs gliding down after their parent ass, another naked woman slipped across the threshold. With a satisfied gleurk, the first woman's feet were sealed away, and the process for the night was set...

The lizard came to consciousness many hours later, and it took him a minute to even become groggily aware that his sack was bloated and sloshing between his legs, with a third of the naga's length pulsing and throbbing as it shifted more partially cummified flesh into their balls.
"Ungff... You ate our eight wives again, didn't you..." He inquired in a gravelly morning voice.
"Urp." The naga softly expressed. "They love being churned into, and swirling around as, our load. All one hundred sixty three, give-or-take, gallons of it... And I love eating them."
"Unff." He moaned, shifting a leg slightly under the creamy liquid weight. "It takes forever to masturbate them out... But I do love them."

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