And now for something, slightly more recent...

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Twenty hours earlier, the midday tropical sun cast its' warmth down upon the caldera of an idle oceanic volcano, and the cracked obsidian entrance of a shallow cave nestled therein. It was here that the lustrous red dragon Ithulm lightly dreamed, his stomach gently kneading the pregnant dear he'd caught into a nutritious broth. A soft scratch of talons on stone disturbed him, and he cracked an eye, the golden iris focusing on the source of the noise. It was a white land wyrm, or wingless dragon, as Ithulm considered them. The dream-breaking intruder hesitated a couple seconds, snout turned to listen to incomprehensible whispers still hidden from Ithulm's gaze.

"Ahem..." The dream-breaker grunted, obviously attempting to rouse Ithulm. The great red dragon did not respond. "Ahem!" The dream-breaker cleared his throat more loudly this time, and Ithulm released an angry sigh as he unshuttered his eyes and raised his head a few feet.

"Y-e-s...?" Ithulm inquired with his dwarven depth voice, stretching the word over a long couple seconds. He was rewarded when the dream-breaker visibly gulped his (or her) nerves.

"H-h-hello, Ithulm. I'm Skarnax." The dream-breaker introduced himself. "I deeply regret waking you, just to trouble you with a petty request." As Skarnax spoke, he dipped his snout down, hunching on his forelegs in a placating bow. Ithulm said nothing. "The tidal swell produced by yesterday's storm..." He immediately froze as Ithulm turned his gaze. Far on the North-Western horizon, angry grey and black clouds roiled as the recent storm was ushered away on strong winds. Ithulm slowly blinked once, before turning his attention back to Skarnax. "I humbly ask for your assistance in returning home, to this island's larger sister, and to my mate."

"Hmmmm..." Ithulm hummed thoughtfully, though to Skarnax's ears, it sounded like an irate growl as the red dragon eased to his feet. Smacking his lips to bring moisture to them, Ithulm slowly moved closer to Skarnax, his every step causing hundreds of loose pebbles to rattle. Exhaling softly, Ithulm leaned in toward the much smaller land wyrm, and lightly inhaled his scent. "What do you offer in return?"

"I - I - I... I have nothing here..." Skarnax trembled.

"Tell me your mate's name..." Ithulm whispered the command, his monstrous tongue sliding out and slowly coiling along the land wyrm's side.

"Nala." Skarnax answered hesitating briefly before slowly shying away from Ithulm's tongue. "She also answers to Quicksilver..."

"Mmm..." Ithulm mused, easing away and settling on his haunches. "Listen closely... You interrupted one of my precious few lucid dreams..." The red dragon heard Skarnax audibly swallow again. "And in it, I'd just slipped into a gorgeously lithe and toned red beauty that was lusting after me in the throes of heat..." Ithulm sensually whispered, bringing a claw forward and lightly cupping Skarnax from behind. "Don't worry, I've decided to take you home..."

"What do you want me to do?" Skarnax calmly inquired.

"I think you know..." Ithulm breathed sensually, feeling heated blood rushing down between his legs. With only a few more beats of his heart, his twin sheaths were flush, the tips ready to emerge.

"I'll nestle with your tender flesh..." Skarnax also breathed sensually. Ithulm could feel the land wyrm's body heating up with arousal. Spreading his knees, the red dragon felt a bead of pre dribble from his left tip, while he right finally edged free of the sheath. Skarnax was quick to creep forward, eyes half lidded as he caught the pre with his snout and began to nuzzle the still hidden tip. The flesh quickly stretched, the left phallus sliding out as it swelled with more hot blood. With a joint pulse, both dicks flared goblets of pre, and the land wyrm was quick to lap it up. Closing his eyes, Ithulm let his imagination loose, and began to take quicker breaths as his heart beat faster. Skarnax slathered his mouth and tongue across first the left tip, then switched to the right, taking a moment to suck as the red dragon's flesh hardened. A meager few seconds later, and both tips were twitching as they stood erect, pre oozing from both at a steady pace. Tracing his tongue along the underside of the right cock, Skarnax took his last slurp, before pressing his snout against the throbbing slit of the Ithulm's left dick. The red dragon's body shuddered with a soft gasp as the tip of the land wyrm's snout slipped in... A little deeper, and the lusty muscle suddenly clenched, a ball of pre splurting out as the contraction dragged Skarnax in. The land wyrm grunted with mild surprise as his eyes were quickly enveloped by the devouring flesh, his shoulders now pressed against the slit. Nearby, Ithulm's right cock began surging and spasming, thin ropes of pre squirting several inches from the tip as it jerked around. The left cock clenched again, harder this time as it sucked the land wyrm's shoulders in, causing the red dragon to gasp loudly. With the bulk of Skarnax now wrapped in horny flesh, his glide inside the red dragon's body accelerated, the land wyrm's hind legs coming together with a squelch as the thighs disappeared, the veins of the cock bulging starkly. All too soon, for both, the land wyrm's legs vanished and his tail followed with a wet slurp, the distended flesh denoting him briefly surging along, to become nestled as a barely discernible lump in the lower abdominal leather. Ithulm had been letting out a series of quickening grunts, culminating with a soft gasp when the land wyrm slammed into his internal ballsack, the dragon's twin dicks flaring briefly as some displaced sperm cascaded out in two large gobs.

"Try not to squirm too much... I might blow you." Ithulm warned, and received a muffled affirmative that tickled his balls. "In about an hour, my dicks'll be calm, and you'll be a thick load sloshing delightfully... Again, don't worry, so long as I don't blow you early, you'll be fine." Again, the ball-tickling muffled affirmative. With a softly exhaling sigh, Ithulm turned to move back to his spot in the sun to -

There were another fifteen land wyrms of assorted colors standing there. All of them in stunned silence.

"I forgot you were speaking to friends earlier..." Ithulm mumbled to his balls. He felt his balls clench firmly as Skarnax seemingly starting a full conversation, his every word a provocative tingle. Quickly sitting on his dangerously throbbing dicks, Ithulm took a moment to breath... A thought hit him, and he stared lustfully at the other land wyrms...



Present. Ithulm beat his wings tiredly, his balls feeling slightly bloated with all the sperm they were holding. Ahead of him the larger island loomed, and with a hearty roar, he swooped down to a small rocky outcrop on one of the low volcanoes that had long since died. Landing with practiced grace, he trumpeted out a second roar, louder, but slightly different from the first. Throwing his wings wide, he began flexing them, stretching the used muscles so they wouldn't be nearly as sore later. With that done, he turned to look beneath his body, at his twin sheaths, which hadn't stopped drizzling pre since... He couldn't really remember. Yesterday, he supposed. Bringing his snout in and stretching forth his tongue, he cleaned the puckered sheaths, before finding a rock to lie down on.

It took about an hour, for his second roar to yield a result. He snapped his attention to the playful rustle of leaves and the soft scritching of talon on stone. A few seconds later a silver-grey land wyrm emerged, slowly blinking her eyes as she sensually strode toward him.

"Ithulm, dear." Nala greeted him.

"Hello Quicksilver." Ithulm returned, purring the pet name he'd given her.

"You had another dream, didn't you?" She inquired coyly.

"I did." Ithulm answered as he stood up. When she was close enough, he brought his snout in underneath her tail and deeply inhaled the scent of her provoked sex. "Mmm..." He hummed, feeling his sheaths swelling, the tips spilling out already.

"Must've been a good one..." Nala spoke with amusement as she turned around, tail swished aside as she presented for him. Ithulm didn't reply as he gingerly lapped at the side of her snout, and readied his left dick. "Do you always have to keep me wa - Oh!" She softly exclaimed, feeling him thrust his massive phallus as deep as he could get it.

"Unf!" Both of them grunted. Already her breathing was labored, and her vaginal flesh was clenching on him, threatening to immediately orgasm. Ithulm didn't press, and though he felt the urge to drive and fill her, he kept himself. When the urges passed, he started slowly gliding out and gently pushing back in at a controlled pace.

"What did... You dream... About... This time?" She managed between sharp gasps provoked by his thrusts.

"Techni... Cally... I didn't... Dream..." He responded between pleasured grunts. "I've got... A surprise... For you... Unf... Ready?"

"What kind... Of surprise?"

"I met..." He grunted again as he withdrew. Feeling a familiar spark tickle his balls, he thrust forward, his tip penetrating into her womb as their mixed pre splurted from her vagina. "Your mate! Aahh!" He exclaimed as his phallus blossomed, a torrent of heavy semen gushing down his length. All around his left dick, Nala's flesh clenched down hard, her spine arching as her hips bucked against him in her orgasm. As the sperm surged free of his cock, it rapidly recombined, first into a snout, then a neck, shoulders, forelimbs, torso and so on, until Ithulm pulled free and a familiar white scaled tail and perhaps some hind claws were protruding from Nala's glistening vulva.

"Uhm... Where am I?" Skarnax inquired.

"Unf... Ahhh... So you have..." Quicksilver acknowledged, her belly brushing against the ground with her womb's occupant.

"Nala?!" Skarnax exclaimed.

"I told you, I'd take you home." Ithulm breathed, his left dick softening... For now.

"Mmm... I love this surprise... Oh, and Skarnax? Ithulm's an old friend. I hope you like him."

"I already do... And he's actually pretty cozy on the inside." Skarnax answered.

"But I'm cozier." Nala grinned. Still breathing heavily, all Ithulm did was nod agreement. "Too bad you're spent already..."

"Nope." Ithulm quickly denied. "I've another fifteen land wyrms to go... You want them?"

"Absolutely."

"No!" Skarnax objected, but was entirely ignored as Ithulm shifted his right cock into position...

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