New Legacy

Ch.20

“What an interesting meeting, I wonder why there are so many lovely mares?” I mused to myself after having had a quick bit of fun with AJ. She sure knew how to tie a knot and where to put them for the best pleasure. The fact she could be as rough with me as she wanted and it wouldn’t hurt due to my supernatural durability just made the encounter even more fun.

I didn’t even mind when Twilight and Diane walked in on us. Poor AJ was blushing so bright she looked like a festive ornament! Heh, anyway, it seems something is going on with those three. Not intimately or anything. There was this odd...energy between them. It was like there was this ambient magic practically thrumming with them all in the same room together.

“So, you had fun.” Roran commented the moment I entered our shared room and I smirked winningly at my Rider, who was dressed in soft and full-covering red-dyed pajamas made from Feldûnost wool. The giant goats had soft wool and were regal mounts for the wargs.

“Yes, I’m still covered in rope under my dress.” I said with a blissful smile. AJ was so flustered at being caught having fun that she couldn’t untie me from the harness of rope she’d tightened around my torso. She barely managed to untie my wrists and ankles. That said, I had a huge knot practically half-swallowed by my engorged cunt that was rubbing into my lips pleasurably.

“I can tell. Do you want me to help you out of that?” Roran offered a bit shyly.

“Yes!” I yelped loudly and hugged him, pressing my legs on his thigh. “Unf~, it’s so tight. It feels so good. Take this off of me and finish what Applejack started!”

“Whoa there! I...still don’t feel right if we go that far.” Roran leaned away and I hesitated. I told him just before dinner that we could wait as long as we had to. I wasn’t going to be a hypocrite, so I swallowed my desire and forced myself to settle down.

“Sorry, but please get this off of me. Unless sex is right around the corner, I don’t want to be in this.” I pulled my dress up and off of me and crawled onto the bed before laying on my back. “I don’t know where she tied it off. You might even need to use a knife.”

“Wow. I knew she tied you up, but these knots...they’re masterful.” Roran, a former farmhand and having spent a month at sea, knew his knots well. Him making that comment was definitely praise. “Hm, she didn’t tie it off on your front, roll over.” I groaned and obeyed, even lifting my wings so he could see under them. “Where is...oh no.” He lifted my tail and I fought against the pleasurable tingling-no boobies! Don’t swell up now~! Owie~! “Th-the one halfway in y-your vagina…”

“Hng~ gods. J-just get a knife. I can’t bear you getting intimate with me if you’re just going to leave me wet and waiting.” I huffed as my breasts grew so large they were squishing around the rope binding them, my nipples being pressed in by the knots on top of them.

“Considering how wet you’ve made the rope, that’s an exercise in futility anyway.” Roran reached into his pajama pants and pulled out a craftsman’s knife, but when he pulled on the rope binding me, it had no give. “Why is it so much tighter?”

“Just fucking cut it~!” I squealed since my breasts, engorged to I-cups and both bound and pancaked by my harness and position respectively were driving me crazy~! Thankfully Roran wormed the blade between the rope and my scales and worked his way up my back, gradually freeing the torturously pleasurable rope bindings from my body. The moment my bosom was free I rolled over, panting and rubbing my practically singing I-cup tits. “Oh gods~...”

“My gosh, they’re bigger than melons. No, they’re bigger than your head!” Roran hissed in awe and surprise as I tugged on my nipples, wishing vainly that I could lactate, but I’m not a mammal.

“I’m so needy.” I said, panting hard since I was too aroused to actually move more than my arms. My legs were shaking too much in my climax of him pulling the knot out and releasing my girls from their imprisonment. If I didn’t know better, I’d think they were even bigger than normal in my hyper-aroused state. “Help me calm down, or help me Roran.”

My disappointment was palpable when Roran placed a hand on my face between my eyes and I closed them while opening my mind. “Slytha.”

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I awoke with my groin sopping wet, my breasts still slightly engorged to H-cups and my body practically roaring for attention. I barely restrained myself from actually roaring for Roran to fucking fuck me, but he wasn’t here and I knew that was selfish of me. I promptly began to masturbate, groping my tingling tits as my tail yiffed my hungry cunt.

I came quickly, but I wasn’t satisfied, so I kept going. I panted and keened pathetically, my body demanding a mate, but there were no male dragons to satiate my instinctive desire to breed and make eggs. Although, there is a handsome wyvern in the castle. Brom said we couldn’t interbreed, right? I don’t remember and I’m too horny to care!

I reached out with my mind, which pinged every magic-user in the area, but I specifically targeted the mind that felt both masculine and distinctively reptilian. I didn’t bother trying to batter against his mental defenses. Instead I communicated through impulse. Images of me as I am. Whining, needy, desperate. The drake thankfully got the message and rushed right to me while the others vaguely understood that I wasn’t invading their minds, just making a call.

He entered my chambers and I groaned from his delicious spicy scent. “Are you sure? Our kinds are closely related. There are legends that say wyverns come from dragons changing themselves to hide from the Elk.” Spike warned me and I snarled while widening my legs and pulling my tail from within me with a lurid schlurp to expose my puffy pearly pussy.

His pants bulged with his cock at the sight of me and I growled needily. “Is that answer enough, Spike? If you can, that’d be even better. Just come here and fill this gaping void in me!” I demanded and he promptly disrobed his tunic and trousers to reveal the muscular handsome drake in his purple and green glory.

“Alright, then I guess my first time is with a legendary dragoness.” Spike weakly joked before he climbed atop me. My senses were haywire, telling me he fit the bill, but there were some things off. Unf, my magic is singing! My Eldunari in my chest was practically burning a hole in me, a pleasurable mind-numbing hole that only burned hotter when he laid on me and kissed me tenderly. He hasn’t even penetrated me~!

“Oh gods~...” I gasped and kissed him again. I came just from being in contact, fuck me! Fuck me! “Please. Please~...” I sobbed, wrapping my legs and tail with his own. “Breed me. Fuck me. Even if you can’t impregnate me, try. I need this.” I feel like I could fucking cry, please...

Spike gulped and aimed his cock before pushing into me. Oh~ every ridge of his member is catching my lips! Ah, ahn~! His tapered tip penetrated as well as my tail, but while he didn’t keep getting thicker quickly like my tail, each rib on his big dick made me convulse!

“Oh~ you’re so tight...” Spike hissed through clenched teeth while he gently and slowly entered me. “Gods, this is better than I ever imagined.” Spike gave a firmer thrust and drove more of his footlong phallus into me, causing me to black out for a second and squeeze against him tighter.

“Gah, yes~ fuck me! Breed me, make me climax!” I begged him as I forced him to put more of his incredible length into me, until my puffy vulvae pressed against a thick bulb at his base that wasn’t there earlier. Oh fuck he has a knot like Boone! I didn’t know wyverns had knots!

“If I knot, we’ll be stuck for hours as I cum.” Spike warned while he kept thrusting, his pace getting faster. “Male wyverns and dragons could stay knotted in females for as long as a day if the books are right.”

“Yes! Fuck me! Fill me! Breed me~!” I wailed and came when he thrust his knot into me. I keened and came even harder when he began filling my unbearably hot womb with his even hotter seed that both scalded and sated me beyond anything I’ve ever experienced. I roared and spasmed, my vision filling with stars and I may have blacked out...

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Roran entered the room after Spike finally pulled out of me. My need was sated hours ago, but I wasn’t going to stop him when each time he climaxed I joined him in pleasure. I looked at my swollen belly that looked like I had a food baby while the male drake plunged his tongue into my cunt. I moaned when he did that, then he did something that allowed my quim to relax, but keep his cum in me. “Sorry. I couldn’t stop once you got me going.”

“Don’t apologize. You were incredible.” I panted and patted my sudden mate’s thigh with my tail while I pulled him down for a tired and tender kiss.

“Thanks. I was a total virgin so I just went with my instincts. Sorry about this, Rider Roran.” Spike apologized and my Rider was both beyond flustered yet suitably worried. If this does get me pregnant, I’m not exactly going to be in a good state for combat. Curse my body’s needs! I hope Saphira is having a better time than I am over this.

Wait, she tries to mate her teacher about now, I think. Heh, she stays sexually repressed while I get off. Sis is going to be so pissed with me! “Don’t feel any need for regret, Spike. She’s been a very carnal creature since before she reached sexual maturity. Ever since she’s been in need of something like this, but neither I or any other males we’re acquainted with could satisfy her.” Roran said with a sad look at me that spoke of apology rather than disappointment.

I pouted at Roran’s rather apt accusation as I rubbed my belly, trying to sense if Spike’s seed was going to work. The hope in my chest said yes, but the cynical knowledge I had said no. Only time would tell. Right now, I’m stuffed full of hot, gooey goodness and I was going to lay back and enjoy it. “Alright, you two get out of here. I’m going to laze about and enjoy this.” I cradled my cum-stuffed womb and laid on my side.

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I’m still full. My womb hasn’t drained all day. It’s time for dinner, I don’t have any dresses that fit over a fecund swell like this. I still felt warm and satisfied to my very core, but what did Spike do to me? I even drove my tail up into me as deep as I could, but my tip failed to penetrate into my uterus like it could before. It was like my cervix has tightened so much it’s watertight.

“Fuck it.” I huffed and got up out of bed, my hunger demanding I-. “Urp!’ Oh gosh! I almost suddenly threw up! Oof, I know I’m full, but-scratch that! I pulled out my chamber pot and vomited into it. I panted and spat up the bile and moaned as I sat on the floor, feeling ill. “Roran?” I reached out to my Rider, but...he wasn’t answering? Something is blocking him? I sense he’s in Orrin’s lab...damn it.

I suppose his lab must have some measure of warding against magic intrusion. It wouldn’t do to have some thieving mage take your hard work, right? I got up, moaning and leaning against the wall, panting and exhausted already as my body flushed and my firm hot scales practically hissed from contact with the cold stone wall.

“Oh~, I hope someone is available. It’s dinnertime, but I don’t sense anyone in the dining hall.” I reached into my cleavage to retrieve a sundress. Very informal, very much a peasant gown. I was okay with that. I pulled it down over my body, which was a struggle. Are my breasts even bigger? They’re squeezing into the dress and spilling around it a bit. The front rode up due to my belly and barely left enough skirt to cover half of my thighs.

I must look quite the sight. I wish I had a mirror, but while my room with Roran was nice, it wasn’t as stately as the ones provided to the leaders of this organization. I left my room and was still pinging all of the magic-capable people in the castle. The nearest I felt may have been Twilight with Spike, so I waddled in their direction.

Dear gosh, walking around with all this cum in my tum is exhausting. I had to stop and catch my breath every ten feet it felt. Unf, I’m so heavy. I know cum is dense, but geez I feel like I’m carrying rocks in my uterus. When I finally neared what must be Twilight’s study, I could hear her yelling at who must be Spike from the magic signature with her.

“-inking! I’ve been hiding you since you hatched in-“ I ignored them when another surge of queasiness caused me to waddle to a potted plant and throw up into it. Eugh, what is happening to me…?

“She was demanding it! Why do I have to hide now?! There are others, we’re part of the Varden, they would be overjoyed about us! Yet you keep saying we have to hide? Why are you still letting what happened to your brother and our village hold us back?!” Spike roared furiously and I blinked in confusion.

“Shining’s been turned into a puppet of Sombra and forcibly married to the only known Alicorn in Alagaesia so he can use the power of the Crystal Heart to further oppress us! What makes you think we’ll make a difference?!” Twilight shrieked and I weakly waddled to the door.

“The fact that I’m not alone anymore and you aren’t either if you just opened your heart!” Spike shouted and I opened the door, drawing their attention to me as I stood there, panting and feeling hotter and more tired than ever in my life.

“What did-eugh, you do to me~?” I moaned and wobbled on my claws, but Spike immediately rushed to me and helped me into the room and to a chair. “Oh~...I’m so hot and-bleuch~!” I vomited to the side and groaned as Twilight used her unicorn magic to clean up my mess. “Sorry…” Why did she look horrified? I know vomit is gross but-.

“You got her pregnant.” Twilight quietly hissed through her teeth and I blinked with confusion as I looked at Spike...when were his scales so vibrant and gem-like? His green areas looked like sculpted jade and his purple parts seemed to be made of amethyst. “Put on your glamour!”

“No! I’m done hiding! Whether you want to or not, Twilight, I’m done! I can’t take this anymore! You know that! You feel that! I’m dying trapped in this castle, pretending to just be your pet wyvern assistant! You are too!” Spike shouted at Twilight and she winced as if physically struck.

What? “H-hold on. I’m…?” I asked in shock as I rubbed my dress-covered belly, which was much firmer than I realized...

“Properly pregnant and filling up with eggs? Yes.” Twilight huffed and rubbed the bridge of her snout. “Damn it. Damn it all…” She moved over to a liquor cabinet and grabbed a few bottles of alcohol.

Is Roran rushing over here now? Yes, he is. He just left Orrin’s lab a few minutes ago and likely sensed and witnessed everything happening here.

“I’m a dragon, she’s my rider. She found me in a cave that was collapsed with almost every other egg in the nest smashed. Twilight didn’t know what she found until I hatched and then things went belly up. That was...weren’t you six?” Spike asked for clarification and the young mare, barely older than Roran, nodded as she chugged a bottle of what had to be expensive and high-proof liquor. I’d be more worried for her health, but ponies are hardier than humans.

“My brother sent me away as soon as he figured it out, he was training for the army, but never wanted me in it. He wanted me to pursue my love of books and all they brought. We ran for days, Spike was barely bigger than a loaf of bread as I dodged soldiers and the Ra’Zac.” Twilight told me bitterly. “I watched them burn my home to the ground, beat my brother to near death and then make him swear to the king to find me.”

“We lost them when Twilight delved into World Magic somehow with her Talent for magic and sent us both to Surda. It nearly killed her. I barely understood what was going on, but I brought her what little food I could and we spent months in the wild before we learned I could take this form. Then Twilight put a glamour on me and told me never to tell anyone what I really am.”

“So when I sought you out instinctively it was because…” He’s a dragon, he is a viable mate. My body knew when I didn’t. I rubbed my firm womb and then looked down at my shelf of cleavage with a bite of my lip. I’m...I’m pregnant...I’m Pregnant! I have eggs!

“Spike is also a rare two-tone dragon. I don’t know how he is both purple and green, since I’ve read dragons should be at best two shades of the same color.” Twilight slurred, clearly already hammered from chugging what may well be whisky since I saw a lot of corn fields out there.

“Sorry I even bothered to play up the whole wyvern angle, but I had hoped at the start that what we were doing would be enough without impregnating you. Then my instincts took over and-.”

“Shimmer!” Roran yelled when he burst through the door and practically tossed Spike aside to kneel at my side. “Oh gosh. If I’d have known. I’m so sorry.”

“Sorry?! I’m happy! Roran, our hopes have increased! There were before, at best, five dragons left not counting the unhatched ones. I’m bearing hope for-.” Roran put a hand on my belly and looked at me sorrowfully, feelings of regret and impotence filling him to the point that I could sense them without him broadcasting them. “R-Roran?” I fearfully questioned, but whatever I feared didn’t come to pass as he ran his hand over my womb.

“We can’t fight now…” Roran sadly said and I winced at the truth of the matter.

In my passion, my need, my consuming desire. I have removed myself from the battlefield. “How long do dragons carry?” I asked Twilight and Spike, since they have had much more time to study and prepare even if they didn’t have a former Rider like Brom to tutor them.

“You’ll carry for two weeks. Since you’re a Bonded dragoness, your eggs won’t hatch until they find a mortal they’ll Bond to. Then you won’t be able to bear eggs again for at least another year.” Twilight slurred coherently in spite of her intoxication.

“How old are you, Spike?” Roran asked with a slight edge to his voice.

“Much older than Shimmer, but if you’re talking about physical age and not mental age, well, I’ve been in this form nonstop after I grew to be as big as a couple of carriages, but Shimmer is easily a third bigger than me.” Spike answered promptly.

“Then you two can take my stead in the sky.” Roran said as Twilight balked and panicked.

“No! I can’t! If they find out about me-!” Twilight tried to argue, but Spike snatched her empty booze bottle and threw it against the far wall, making her flinch.

“We. Are. Fighting. I’m done sitting on my tail with it shoved up my ass doing fuck-all nothing!” Spike shouted at his so-called ‘Rider’.

“We barely know how to fight!” Twilight argued only for him to flick her horn and make her yelp.

“You are the greatest mage in local history! You don’t need swords! You have enough magic power in you to level cities!” Spike turned to us and saluted. “Spike, ready for training!”

“Oh no~...Twilight Sparkle. Ready for training…” Twilight mewled and Roran nodded.