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\pard\sa200\sl276\slmult1\fs24\lang9 Somewhere, in the vast night of space, there lied a great and powerful deity.  Her name was incomprehensible, but all knew her as Phoebe for the closest approximation to mortal tongues.  Those who loved her were ruined by her, those who praised her were punished by her, and those who lived beneath her shadow, waited patiently to die for her.  This was her existence, her reason to be, for pure adulation to be showered upon her magnificent form.  Inside a hollowed-out moon, ripped clean of its inside like an eviscerated corpse, she sat upon a pock-marked throne of silvery dust as the goddess tapped her fingers on the sculpted armrests.\par
\tab\b "Hmmmmm, let's see, what tributes we have today."\b0\par
Gorgeous cyan scales glimmered like the eternal sky, ending on a black-spade tail that thumped deep echoes across the stars.  Her white-cloud belly rippled with a heaving sigh as she wiggled her claws at the space before her, where a fog of strange words bled out and rolled through various names of her believers.  Golden bands wrapped round her limbs and one of her horns, her back shrouded in a stardust mane that moved with the breath of the universe.  Sometimes her blue tongue poked out mid-read, whilst her crimson eyes sparkled with cross-emblem pupils that shone with possessive glee.\par
\tab\b "Goood, good,"\b0  she read the names at a thousand words per second, \b "everything in order, tributes given, tributes received, power still growing ohhh they're all such wonderful little things, so nice of them to worship me!  Mmmmm, it makes me feel all googly when I feel their love radiating, and why not, I give them so much, like being allowed to live under me!  And their descendants, and their descendants too an-...huh."\b0\par
One set of names suddenly blanked out, showing a lack of tributes given as her fingers clenched tightly to break the moon rock of her seat.  Her smile remained plastered on her face, like a teacher putting on her best in front of the board review as she stood up off her seat, tapped the set of names, then punched through the cloud to open a rift through the universe, like a star collapsing in on itself.\par
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On a distant planet in the same system, dragons lived a relatively peaceful life, so long as they remembered their duties.  To care for each other, to provide for each other, but most important, to give tribute to Phoebe.  In every town, every settlement across the rolling green hills and dotted isles of a grand blue ocean, a statue of Phoebe sat in every single house, ready to be worshipped on the dot.  Most dragons knew what would happen if they did not pay tribute in time, but Fyrre was too young, too innocent to understand such piety.  Which was why she was very confused at her family running frantic around the house.\par
\tab "WHERE IS IT?!  WHERE IS IT?!" her mother shrieked.  "WHO MOVED IT?!"\par
\tab "I didn't, I swear!" her older sister cried.\par
\tab "We have to find it, NOW!" the father bellowed.  "She'll know, we can't disappoint her, not today, not any day!"\par
All over the house, they searched frantically for something which made the little black hatchling cock er head and curl up in the corner next to her small hoard of goodies beneath an old cloth.  Her mother dashed in a red gown, a crimson shadow alongside her husband whose chocolate-waistcoat ruffled with desperation.  Her older sister rabbled around with purple-ribboned horns, whilst the slightly-older brother wore a dusty-blue shirt as they searched every nook and cranny.\par
\tab "I can't find it!" squealed the smaller brother.  "I can't find iiiit!"\par
\tab "KEEP LOOKING!" the mother shouted.  "If we're lucky she hasn't found us yet an-"\par
\tab\b "Ohhhh what's this?"\b0\par
Their bodies clenched at her voice when a portal opened in their living room, and out stepped Phoebe in all her magnanimitude.  Smaller now to even fit in their humble lodging, of stone walls and wooden furniture that had been overturned in their desperate call to find their missing relic.  All the dragon family bowed before her, their panicked smiles and twitching eyes radiating from their black-scaled bodies.\par
\tab "A-AHHH, GREAT GODDESS!" the father claimed.  "How, how wonderful to see you grace our little home, c-can we serve you something?"\par
\tab\b "You could have...five minutes ago."\b0   She bent down to tap his snout.  \b "Naughty little dragons, I know you mortals are a bit slow, but this was practically glacial."\b0\par
\tab "P-please, great goddess," the mother raised her paw, "now that you're here we can give you a, a-a proper tribute!"\par
\tab\b "Ohhh?  What sort of tribute?"\b0\par
\tab "A feast, our finest food, all for you!  If you'll allow me to make something for you an-"\par
Her body flew when a simple slap from Phoebe smashed her into the wall, crunching hard with a slump as her family rushed over to her apart from little Fyrre sitting in the corner.  She suckled on his cloth with beady eyes and her little bell collar, fascinated by this strange visitor who marched forth to grab her father, hurl him across the room to crash through a table, then raised her hands to lift both his siblings off the floor above their mother.\par
\tab\b "Do you know what a good host does?"\b0  the deity's smile turned plastic.  \b "Prepare food BEFORE the guest arrives.  Now, do you think you're being a good host, right now?"\b0\par
\tab "I'm, I, I-i-i'm sorry!" trembled the mother.  "W-we couldn't f-find it, your statue, w-w-we-"\par
\tab\b "AND you lost my special gift?  The most precious thing in your entire house, that I personally gifted you?!  Ohhh mommy's been very bad, hasn't she children?"\b0\par
The brother and sister whimpered as they kicked feebly in the air, paralysed in place by some spatial terror as Phoebe lowered her hands to grab the mother's horns and hoist her up dangling like a rag.  Then she kicked hard in the drake's stomach and tossed her up, before a mighty backfist spun her mid-air to send her crumpling back down.\par
\tab\b "All I ask,"\b0  she creaked her knuckles, \b "is the simplest thing.  To worship me always, at the appointed time, until your last dying breath, is that so hard?  Is that so difficult, to do this one TINY thing, after everything I do for you?"\b0\par
\tab "N-no," the mother coughed with blackened chest, "I'm, s-s-so sorry, p-please don't hurt my children."\par
\tab\b "Ohhh they won't feel any pain."\b0   Phoebe pulled them closer with a vague gesture.  \b "Not when I snap their necks, but I'm not an awful beast.  I won't kill both of them, just the one, because you're a sweet little mommy drake and, I know I shouldn't really but I'm just too nice."\b0\par
\tab "N-no!" gasped the father, stumbling back up.  "PLEASE, n-not our children, spare them oh goddess!"\par
When he tried to approach, he was suddenly kicked backwards into the opposite wall, inches from Fyrre who flinched with a tiny squeak as the cloth flew back on her hoard.  Phoebe dangled her siblings like two puppets, their trembling tears exciting the deity as the mother looked between them.\par
\tab "Please...p-please, don't make me choose."\par
\tab\b "Well I can just kill them both,"\b0  she shrugged, stroking their heads, \b "since you're such a wasteful spoilt family, you can reject my gift here too!"\b0\par
\tab "N-NO, WAIT!"\par
\tab "MOOOM PLEASE!" the daughter yelped.  "D-DO SOMETHING!"\par
\tab "I DON'T WANNA DIE!" sobbed the son.  "DADDY, HELP MEEEE!"\par
\tab "MY GODDESS, I BEG YOU!" the father staggered, clutching his chest.  "TAKE ME, TAKE ME PLEASE, DON'T HURT MY CHILDREN PLEASE!"\par
The howling cries of the family soon stopped when everyone heard a clattering of marble.  All eyes turned on little Fyrre who stumbled forwards from her cloth-bed, carrying a small pristine statue of the goddess herself that sparkled with serene beauty.  The mother clutched her face in relief and despair, but Phoebe smiled quaintly and dropped both children with a thud.\par
\tab\b "Oh what's this?"\b0  she bent down towards the hatchling.  \b "You didn't tell me you had a new one."\b0\par
\tab "U-um, yes," the father hobbled closer, "this is Fyrre, she...she just hatched a year ago."\par
\tab\b "Awwww, can you speak yet?"\b0  Phoebe waved.  \b "Hellooooo."\b0\par
\tab "Hah, h-hiiii," squeaked tiny Fyrre, pointing at the statue, "das you."\par
\tab\b "Yeees it is, now why did you smuggle away my gift, hmmm?  Greedy little thing."\b0\par
\tab "Look pwetty," she gasped, stroking it, "yer pwetty."\par
\tab\b "Why thank you!"\b0  she stroked her little face.  \b "How pretty am I?"\b0\par
\tab "Mmmmm...pwettiest evah."\par
\tab\b "Ahahaha, what a sweetie!"\b0  Phoebe scooped up the hatchling.  \b "Here you were, running around like headless chickens, and your youngest was doing his rightful duty, showing you all up at the praise game hmm?!"\b0\par
\tab "Ahaha, haha, y-y-yes!" the mother stood back up and clutched her children tight.  "Silly us, didn't realise our youngest was starting so early, haha, all is forgiven, yes!?"\par
\tab\b "Well, no."\b0   She petted Fyrre like a kitten in her arms.  \b "You did still miss your appointed worship, I have to make an example."\b0\par
\tab "Wh-whut do you mean?" the brother stumbled on his four feet.  "Can't we do that now, miss goddess?"\par
\tab\b "No, it is always the same time, you know this dear.  But, considering your little gremlin stole away my priceless relic, it's only fair I steal away him."\b0\par
\tab "Wh-what!?" the sister clutched her ribboned horns.  "But, that's my baby sister!"\par
\tab\b "And now she can be mine, instead of me having to kill you all.  She'll be perfectly safe, and I'll give her lots of love and attention to worship me proper."\b0\par
She lifted the chubby quadruped up to her face, whose tiny wings flapped and her face puffed out with a pudgy tongue when she poked hers out to make her laugh.  A sigh of relief came from the parents, who despite the fear they had for their just-born child, gave a mutual look to each other, then to the children who sniffled tearfully and shook their heads wordlessly.  But Fyrre's happy coos and babbling laughs to the goddess made them close their eyes, and nod together.\par
\tab "That sounds very reasonable," the father bowed, "thank you, oh goddess, your mercy continues to shine down on our lives."\par
\tab\b "Gooood."\b0   She lifted Fyrre and put her in a bubble that floated above all.  \b "Now, time to spread my love."\b0\par
\tab "Your, wh-what?"\par
She stretched her legs to reveal a pair of dangling furry balls, along with a rising thick blue shaft that rose terrifyingly strong with a pulsing throb.  Dark rich ebony veins creaked with her desire, the family trembled at her beastly size at least the size of the father's leg, to whom she grabbed first and pinned him down on his back.\par
\tab "N-NO, NO, M-MY GODDESS WAIT!"\par
\tab\b "Now now,"\b0  she pushed hard on his front legs until he whined, \b "a good gentledrake never keeps a lady waiting."\b0\par
\tab "Don't look," the mother pulled her children away, "just...don't look."\par
\tab "I-I CAN PRAISE YOU OTHERWISE!" the father roared.  "Don't, D-DON'T-A-AAAAARGH!"\par
His rear was split wide open by the lustrous goddess, whose staff buried deep and tore his anal walls with reckless abandon.  She relished the tightness of his succulent pucker, one clearly a virgin to the pleasures of cock as he howled in agony at the savage invasion.  Her hands tightened on his front legs to almost break the wrists, the floor thudded with her force and shook the house's foundations when she grinded through his tunnel with lustrous moans.  The father groaned with a forced smile, trying not to show his pain from the hefty claps of Phoebe's much-restrained power, which even then shook his bones and rattled his thighs terribly.\par
\tab\b "Ohhhh don't look at me like that,"\b0  Phoebe pinched his snout between her fingers, \b "you should be glad to have a new experience this late in your life."\b0\par
\tab "HA-AAAAAH, aaaaaagh!"\par
\tab\b "If anything, I'm making you more open-minded, this will help your children grow into a more stable environment, yes?"\b0\par
\tab "Y-yes, YES OH GODDESS, TH-THANK YOU!"\par
She tittered as she slammed harder into his hole, tearing it up with a trickling of blood down his tail to cause a soft squishy sound.  Red droplets scattered off her thick plums that clapped his rear, leaving strings of ruby every time she pulled out to drive deeper within.  Agony tore up his innards and while he would survive them, it hurt all the worse with her drilling thrusts that scraped up his walls and raked his tunnel wider.\par
It wasn't any less painful no matter how much she railed him, pummelling his thighs until they stung with an aching raw burn that made his paws clench in weakening spasms.  The worst part was that he knew she could kill him in a single thrust, with just a little more power she could destroy this entire house and yet she chose to violate him like any other mortal could.  When tears came to his eyes, she started to backhand him with a tut and snort.\par
\tab\b "Ah ah ahhh, fathers never cry in front of their children, you have to be the strong one."\par
\b0\tab "J-just, I...a-a bit of dust, my goddess," he groaned as she fucked faster, "thank you, for the g-gift of-A-AAAAH, t-taking my virginity!"\par
\tab\b "I'm sure your wife cried her first time too, but that's not the way a male should be."\b0\par
She winked at him before another hard slap that welted his cheek, and another each time he hiccuped a sob before he finally stopped.  The father gritted his teeth and beared with it, thinking back to his first dance with his beloved wife beneath a moonlit night.  Happy memories helped as his chest swelled and his breath trembled from the swelling pain as Phoebe's pre thickened up inside him, mixing with the thinning blood that left a soft puddle around him.\par
A goddess such as her could take her time or finish whenever she wanted, and as much as she enjoyed popping a daddy's cherry, her time was both infinite and valuable.  She clapped her cheeks harder with a rising moan, a spittling of pre turned to a rushing froth and soon she came with an orgasmic shudder that parted the clouds above the house.  The father choked back a whimpering tear, his own cock spurted from the constant grinding of his prostate to leave a pathetic trail of jizz on his pale belly.\par
\tab\b "Lovely,"\b0  the goddess pulled free with a sloppy pop, \b "now I'm all ready to make sure your wife learns it too."\b0\par
\tab "Wh-what?" the male shuddered and rolled on his side.  "N-n-no, but, she-"\par
\tab\b "-is very loyal and would \i never\i0  refuse, now would she?"\b0\par
The deity swivelled towards the mother and her children, her face thrust forth with star-ruby eyes and a tightening grin like a sword halfway out its sheath.  The mother nodded pathetically, and pushed her offspring away to get on all fours, then hike up her tail for Phoebe to use.\par
\tab "You honour me so," the mortal drake whimpered, "thank you for choosing me to take your seed, goddess."\par
\tab\b "Ohhh yes,"\b0  she licked the mother's tail, \b "you certainly will."\b0\par
The goddess mounted her swift, driving her cock deep to the hilt as her balls clapped on those succulent thighs.  Fyrre watched all of this from her bubble with panting interest, confused at the big grown-up games and why her parents made those strange not-happy faces despite Phoebe enjoying herself.  The great deity rolled her hips as she violated Fyrre's mom, savouring those hot succulent walls that rippled around her length, and while she took it much better than her husband, she was still clenching with some resistance.\par
\tab\b "Tired, are we?"\b0  Phoebe grabbed the mother's horns and wrenched her head back.  \b "You should always keep a smile for a guest."\b0\par
\tab "A-AAAAH!" the mortal yelped as her womb shuddered.  "Y-yes, ohhh!  Thank you, thank you my goddess, you are s-so kind to grace me with your gorgeous co-"\par
\tab\b "AH, no no!"\b0  she gripped the mother's jaw with a strangling force.  \b "No naughty words in front of the children, that would be terrible."\b0\par
She nodded dutifully and closed her eyes to let Phoebe have her way, but the goddess sensed her discontent and struck down on her head with several blows of her powerful fists.  The mother clenched from each strike, bruises formed on her dark scales as Phoebe wrangled her head, pummelled her with every thrust and wrenched back her tail to slam deeper inside her cunt.  Moans of gasping shame filled the house as the husband curled up in the corner to nurse his wounds, trying not to look at his wife's defilement.\par
\tab\b "Children,"\b0  Phoebe asked, \b "could you pleasure me with those sweet little tongues of yours while me and mommy are busy?"\b0\par
\tab "Um, u-um," the daughter and son rubbed their claws, "sh-should we?"\par
\tab\b "YES."\b0   A sneer briefly crossed her face.  \b "Or else I might lose my focus and twist mommy's head a little too hard!"\b0\par
\tab "NO, NO!" the mother shrieked.  "Ch-children, it's alright, do what our goddess says!"\par
The young drakes crawled up between her legs and with the deity's directions, they sucked on her fuzzy bollocks while they slapped their mother's snatch.  The fur raked their tongues with each swing but there was a pleasant salty-sweet taste that they could lose themselves into, despite their trepidation and trembling bodies of small whimpering moans.  Phoebe savoured their attention, sometimes slowing down to let them get a good whiff of her powerful scent, to let their tongues roam across her sack and nurse themselves of her rich draft.\par
The goddess panted as she railed deeper into the matriarch, savouring the heat that throbbed from her womb which yearned for strong seed against the mother's own will.  But her body begged, submitted beneath a superior being whose precum was already so thick, that the mother almost thought she had cum already.  The sound of her children sucking off their goddess made her blush horribly with guilt, but her tail wrapped round Phoebe to pull her in closer and endure the wretched blows.\par
Fists came down on her skull and swelled her cheeks, blackened her eyes and thumped her neck to make her choke amongst the occasional strangling.  The deity savoured such adoration, feeling the two young tongues slurp across her orbs and suckle the dangling backsack, whilst her hands wrapped around the mother's throat and tested her resilience with twisting fingers, the softest heavenly grip already suffocating her with finger-imprints forming on her scales.\par
Phoebe loved how fragile these mortals were, how she could just pull the neck a little bit harder and snap the whole thing.  But she had found the right boundary between too much and not enough, frightening the mom with a whisper of her breath allowed to come through.  The deity kept her lingering, her eyes flickered with a wheezing gasp and soft croaks from every full-hilt of Phoebe's fat throbbing cyan girth, that creaked against the mother's walls and slathered them in her thickening pre.\par
\tab\b "Be thankful I would grace such a fragile womb,"\b0  she whispered into the mortal's ear, \b "normally I'd run it through like wet tissue but I would never ruin such a perfectly breedable sort, so humble and sweet and demure."\par
\b0\tab "A-A-AAAAAH, TH-THANK YOU M-MY GODDESS!"\par
\tab\b "Now what do you say to your guest who's about to bless you with a sumptuous gift?"\b0\par
\tab "T-TAKE ME, OHHH MY GODDESS FILL ME WITH BLESSINGS!"\par
The deity chortled at such obedience as she slammed to the hilt once more, and flooded those motherly depths with her luscious perfect milk guaranteed to impregnate her.  The lady drake quivered, swallowing her sobs as goddess seed drenched out between her legs and smothered Phoebe's balls, which in turn sprayed upon her children's faces to coat them in rich cream.  They sucked it all down dutifully, too frightened to be disgusted at the salty-sweet taste slathering across their lips, along with their mother's cummy drippings that painted down her legs.\par
\tab\b "Lovely,"\b0  Phoebe pulled out with a sloppy fat girth, \b "and now the other girl."\b0\par
\tab "Wh-what?" the father stumbled onto his feet.  "What do you mean, m-my daughter?!"\par
\tab\b "She's old enough to learn now, she's already seen what mommy can do."\b0\par
\tab "B-BUT, BUT SHE-"\par
A piercing glare of her crimson eyes stifled his protest, the broken male sobbed and looked away to not see his oldest daughter be hoisted up in the air by the goddess' will, her mind gripping Fyrre's sister with invisible powers that spread her limbs wide and planted her pussy above her pulsing mast.\par
\tab "M-MOM!  MOM WHAT'S SHE DOING?!"\par
\tab "It, it's alright dear," the mother moaned, half-collapsed on the floor, "she'll be gentle, if you behave."\par
\tab "B-but, this isn't," the brother shook his head and stumbled back, "what's she doing to sis?!"\par
\tab "Don't look.  Please."\par
\tab "MOM, M-MOM HELP ME!" the ribbon-horned drake fidgeted in magic restraints.  "D-DON'T LET HER DO THIS!"\par
\tab\b "Ah ah AH!"\b0  Phoebe grabbed the daughter's neck.  \b "I know you're young but little Fyrre is being a much better host than you, look."\b0\par
She pointed towards the smallest drake in her bubble, floating around with a happy sound as she clapped dumbly to herself, confused but in marvel at the goddess' magnificent body.  Then her sister was slipped down upon that gorgeous blueberry shaft, and she howled from the tearing split of her young fresh cunt that bled openly from the goddess' ruthless power.  Even a small thrust was enough to hurt the young drake as she screamed and kicked with panting cries, her limbs twisted in unseen bondage and tears came to her eyes much to her family's horror.\par
Fyrre however was confused by all the noises, sucking her thumbclaw whilst occasionally tumbling around in her new ball.  The sister cried out as her walls were forced apart for the first time, stretching those delicious walls as the goddess savoured that sweet virgin, the first of many she had felt on this pathetic world that she blessed with her glorious presence.  The deity was not as savage in thrusting inside this smaller, weaker female, but the daughter still bled out with panting anguish as she tried to silence herself, but the stabbing thrusts were agonising.\par
Like a semi-blunted knife, the ruthless cock pounded into her walls and scraped hard towards her as-yet-unsullied womb.  Her body reacted in the worst way possible, a spasming of urges to be bred when she felt the clapping smack of those hefty crystal-white balls against her cuntlips.  She cringed and writhed and squeaked adorably between her shuddering groans, whilst her brother wandered around trying to do something to help.  But Phoebe saw his skittering about and waggled her fingers to lift him up in turn to hover next to his sister.\par
\tab\b "You seem lost, little one.  Perhaps you can help clean me up."\b0\par
\tab "Wh-what, no, I don't want G-GLRRRRK!"\par
She flipped the male upside down right in-line towards her sceptre, which she pulled out of the daughter and shoved into his gullet to make him cough with shuddering chokes.  His screams excited the goddess when they vibrated her harpoon with such terrified force, that it squirted a fat wad of pre down his gullet.  The boy coughed and sputtered through his cock-filled throat, forced to suck and clean his superior of his sibling's juices which made his nostrils clench in disgust, before Phoebe slid out to pump back into said sibling.\par
The grand deity giggled at two different-feeling holes, the siblings reversed like a playing card beside each other when she alternated back and forth, scraping through the trembling pussy walls, then using a throat like a cocksleeve.  The parents watched with a pitiful weep as they huddled towards each other, clenching themselves mentally in vain hope that they would at least survive this encounter.  The daughter cried out with a clenching jaw, the son flopped his tail like a pendulum every time he suffocated on her beastly girth which, while she never full-hilted inside him, she gave just a little too much to make him spasm with fear and choke just long enough to make his head dizzy.\par
\tab\b "So sad,"\b0  she purred, pumping the young male's throat, \b "for a mouthy sort, you can't take what you can dish out."\b0\par
\tab "MMMMPHH, GL-GLRRRRK!"\par
\tab\b "I'll just give you a free instruction.  Slacken that throat and just let me in, don't resist.  It hurts more if you do."\b0\par
She laughed like a hollow bell, a terrible sound to the family who watched their children be raped.  The daughter struggled less with each thrust given, whilst the son tried his hardest to push back but the choking slams made his eyes water and his cheeks darken too often before he finally submitted, and unclenched his throat muscles to let his head flop against her crotch for using.  The goddess moaned as she managed to wedge a few inches deeper, her balls clenched in excitement and she found herself in two minds on which hole to fill proper.\par
The longer she fucked them, the less they sobbed as they learned their penitence with deep gliding thrusts into their holes and instinctive desires to please their mistress.  The boy slurped his tongue pathetically around that sweet lance, whilst the girl rippled her walls to almost-vibrate on the royal sceptre until the precum bubbled up once more.  Phoebe whapped their bodies a little faster, a little harder, and soon her climax came moments before she pulled out of the brother, and blasted him with thick white cream.\par
\tab\b "HA-AAAAH, MMMPH, N-NAUGHTY BOY!  Stealing all that milk from your sister!"\b0\par
The goddess stuffed her still-cumming cock into the girl, flooding her precious womb with cum as she trembled with a little howl so like her mother's.  Her belly swelled and a white waterfall rushed out to smother Phoebe's feet in luscious jizz, and something deep inside of the daughter knew that she had been truly violated, bred to perfection when Phoebe's sperm wriggled into her deepest virginal depths and raped her youngest blossoming eggs.\par
\tab\b "Lovely,"\b0  the deity sighed, \b "you'll make a good mother soon."\b0\par
\tab "A-a-aaaah...n-no...haaaah."\par
\tab\b "Alright, it's getting late,"\b0  she pulled out with a sloppy drool from her ruined snatch, \b "I'll just take my little gift basket and be on my merry way!"\b0\par
\tab "Thank...you," the mother bowed deeply, "we are so very...honoured, great goddess."\par
\tab\b "Yes yes, now remember, no slacking the next offering or I won't be as charitable.  Toodles!"\b0\par
\tab "Byyyyye," Fyrre waved to her family as she floated away with Phoebe's hand.\par
Her older siblings were dropped to the floor in a cum-drizzled heap as they watched the goddess step back through the portal, into the starstruck void with their smallest sibling gone forever.  The parents clutched each other with a terrible wail, both saddened yet relieved to have survived another day beneath such magnificent grace of their one true goddess, at such a terrible cost.\par
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Fyrre thought she was dreaming as she floated through existence, where stars scattered across her eyes and the bubble's shape caught the light of heaven.  Then she arrived at Phoebe's lair, the hollowed-out moon with its silver-coated throne.  She pointed to its backrest and it suddenly flew backwards, the moon's interior stretched on into yawning abyss that she floated through with the girl.  Inside this moon were vast improbable halls in recognition to her greatness, her brilliance and exceptional kindness, allegedly, where grand portraits hung above altars decorated with lavish gold and sparkling jewels.  Banners criss-crossed the moon-halls of white and blue, with golden-trimmed banners that fluttered in her presence and showed the heart-spade tail as her symbol.\par
\tab\b "Isn't this lovely?"\b0  she cooed to her subject.  \b "All this for me, thanks to the many, MANY who love me, adore me.  And why shouldn't they?  I do so much for them, to let them live, to let them exist their simple little lives."\b0\par
\tab "A-aaahnnn-mmm," Fyrre shivered from the dark spooky cave.\par
\tab\b "Now now, no tears.  They're illegal in my domain."\b0\par
Her smile grew as the little black drake trembled in her ball, kicking her legs and feeling some imaginary cold from the abscess of space.  Soon they reached her bedroom, an immaculate four-poster bed with rich sapphire sheets, sparkling gold serpents that wrapped round the pillars and seemed to breathe in the light of flames.  Torches lined the walls with a rich cyan hue, blinding little Fyrre when her bubble popped and she flumped onto the bed.\par
\tab "EEEEH, bounceh!"\par
\tab\b "Very bounceh,"\b0  the goddess slid across beside her, \b "mmmmm what a special girl you are, you know who I am?"\par
\b0\tab "Pheh, Pheh...Phehbeh."\par
\tab\b "Hmhmhm, close.  Call me, goddess."\b0\par
\tab "Gah, desh."\par
\tab\b "Say it again."\b0   She kissed the hatchling's lips.\par
\tab "Mmmm, gah, gah-desh."\par
The goddess peppered her little face with a dozen smooches, savouring that rich newborn scent that still clung to Fyrre's chubby little body.  She stroked all over that young form, plucked at the tiny wings and slipped her tongue into the sweet infant mouth, hearing Fyrre squeak and squirm confused at such attention.  But she didn't hate it, she suckled that thick tongue and swallowed the goddess' rich saliva, all whilst the goddess stroked up between her little legs and felt the inner thighs.\par
Fyrre writhed and panted from such visceral attention, the tongue wormed into her cheeks and sucked out her throat with heady gulps and ragged moans from the goddess who soon pulled out with a sloppy drip of her forked tongue.  She then snapped her fingers and a three-tier cake stand suddenly rose up from the sheets like an unearthed ship, with a delectable selection of sweets, cupcakes and soft cream.\par
\tab "OOOOH!" the little girl clapped.  "Cah, can ah, pweee?!"\par
\tab\b "What do you call me, again?"\b0\par
\tab "G-gadesh!  Gadesh pwee!?"\par
\tab\b "Very good, sweetie!"\b0\par
She handed a cupcake to Fyrre who scarfed it down, then a second one she munched frantically with crumbs round her snout.\par
\tab\b "What a hungry little scamp,"\b0  Phoebe grabbed an eclair, \b "maybe you can try something bigger-oop!"\b0\par
\tab "AAAH, messyyyy!" Fyrre clapped with sticky fingers when Phoebe dropped her treat.\par
\tab\b "Oh well, I'll just have to clean it up, will I?"\b0\par
The creamy pastry rolled across the chubby belly, before the goddess picked it up, swallowed it down in two bites, and slurped her tongue across that rumbling grey tummy.  Fyrre moaned at the odd feeling and licked her own claws, wiggling with a happy sound when Phoebe lapped her scales and sucked the cream off, then finished with a gentle kiss between her back legs.\par
\tab\b "Ohhhh now what's this?"\b0  she gasped at the puffing slit.  \b "Is that a treat for me?"\b0\par
\tab "Mmmmmm, is mah peepee," Fyrre blushed, clutching her face.\par
\tab\b "Well I think it's a beautiful peepee, and you know what little girls do with their peepees?  They let big girls play with them all they want."\b0\par
\tab "Whuuuuh?  But das peepee, nuh a treat!"\par
\tab\b "Oh no?  What if I do this?"\b0\par
She slipped her clawed finger along that tight little pussy, a soft unflowered slit that puffed out its pinkish lips and trembled at the first touch.  Fyrre whimpered at the strange feeling, her back legs kicked with a sudden heat swelling in her body when Phoebe pushed inside that little cooch.  The walls clenched around her digit and it burrowed deeper to feel that precious little cervix, a soft spongy wall that made Fyrre yelp with a sudden chill.\par
\tab "F-FAH, funneh, f-feel funneh!"\par
\tab\b "Ohhhh sweetie,"\b0  Phoebe kissed her lips, \b "you're practically a maiden, and I'm your knight, ready to claim you with my luscious blade.  Pffft, sorry, I know that's corny."\b0\par
\tab "Gahdesh wan' treat?" Fyrre took a cupcake and offered it.\par
\tab\b "Awww, thank you, but I already have my treat here."\b0\par
She thumbed around the tiny pussy's walls before she popped it out and pulled the lips apart to see the luscious now-slightly-wet interior.  The goddess laid down in front of those chufty black legs, then slurped across the slit with a hot breath that made Fyrre tremble harder.  A blush ran across her face as she grabbed a cookie and nibbled on it plaintive, whilst she watched and felt Phoebe eat out her delicious baby cunny.  A hot-strawberry texture marred with a salty tang, the goddess moaned at such a fresh succulent flavour as her forked tongue slathered up those tight walls, and the infant squeaked with a hiccuping moan at the odd feeling.\par
The first few licks made Fyrre spasm in strange feelings of discomfort, but then the warmth came back to her and her legs flopped with a rumbling purr.  Phoebe slapped her tongue against those juicy folds, such gorgeous layers where the first budding droplets of young pre smeared across the goddess' tongue who shuddered in rapture.  Fyrre's whimpering became more lustful, the first signs of her inherent sluttiness that Phoebe knew all her subjects had around her, that yearning to please her and want to be with her.\par
Her tongue spiralled deeper and sucked against the cervix, where cold spasms rattled through her against the hot flushes from each suck of that radiant maw.  Phoebe smooched those darling little lips over and over, sometimes her teeth caught the folds and tugged them enough to make the hatchling yelp with a panting moan, until delicious trickling juices poured out on Phoebe's tongue.  The goddess panted with increasing excitement, her shaft thickened against the bed-covers and creaked with a terrible groan when she shifted her legs, her heart-spade tail swished in growing need as she cork-screwed her tongue to drill the hatchling deeper.\par
\tab "A-AAAAH, PEEPEE, AH HAFTA PEEPEE!"\par
\tab\b "Mmmmm, ohhhh, give me your juices sweetie, give mommy Phoebe your special milk!"\b0\par
Fyrre squealed when she bucked her hips with a hefty gush, her body vibrated hard with her first-ever orgasm when she squirted her luscious little-girl-cum deep into Phoebe's throat.  The great goddess sighed at such a perfect taste, a luscious peach she savoured the rich flavour that dribbled off her snout, and only when Fyrre stopped cumming did she pull her tongue free.\par
\tab\b "Lovely,"\b0  she licked her lips, \b "good girl, Fyrre.  You make your mommy goddes so happy already."\b0\par
\tab "Haaah, a-aaaaah, a-ah feels funneh."\par
\tab\b "A good funny."\b0   The entity crawled up on top of the hatchling.  \b "Now you can have my special milk."\b0\par
The infant cooed at the throbbing blue cock that lurched before her, when the goddess sat on her knees with Fyrre between her legs, and her fat tip planted straight upon Fyrre's snout.\par
\tab\b "This is called precum,"\b0  she throbbed a little drip on her face, \b "it's what big girls make when little girls make them happy.  You want to make me happy, don't you?"\b0\par
\tab "Mmmmyah, ah wans be happeh too."\par
\tab\b "And if you make me happy, you'll be happy too, like all the rest of your silly little kind."\b0\par
She stroked Fyrre's head and felt over the little horns just starting to grow, then pulled her close to taste that throbbing meat.  It tasted quite salty, but not enough for Fyrre to stop as she slurped up the dripping line which soon draped across her snout.  Phoebe watched the little one slurp away, her teeny tongue rolled around the glossy head before her newborn instincts took over and she sucked the head.  The goddess sighed and stroked her head, watching Fyrre suck a little harder, a little stronger with cheerful gulps before she pushed her head a little further down.\par
The hatchling squeaked with a small cough, but she did her best to keep sucking away until Phoebe pushed harder, and harder with a firm creak of her tightening fist.  Fyrre's jaw stretched a bit wider, her eyes watered with a growing pain and precum spilled thicker down her clenching throat from which frantic whimpers grew.  The goddess shuddered as she rolled her hips, not using the full length but enough to briefly suffocate Fyrre with each small thrust.\par
\tab "N-nnnnrgh, NNNNNH!"\par
\tab\b "Now now, don't struggle,"\b0  Phoebe gasped, \b "good little girls please their goddess...no matter what."\b0\par
\tab "Mmmmhhh, nnn-nnrrrr-H-HHHRRK!"\par
With each coughing spasm through Fyrre's gullet, Phoebe shivered with glee as she tried to fit a little more in and gape her throat wider.  Her claws tightened on the back of her head and she flossed her throat with that pulsing blue pillar, despite the infant's struggling sounds.  Soft whimpers escaped her and vibrated down the goddess' sceptre, and only by her masterful restraint did she not fully deep-throat the child.  Not yet, more fun would be had for later, just enough to get her throbbing to the point of orgasm, to savour this fresh young infant.\par
A sweltering thickness filled her gullet, hot rich cream that bloated her belly and choked her out fully with a squeaking cough.  Fyrre retched briefly and her eyes throbbed at the suffocation, and the deity tested her fullest limits for a few seconds longer, before she pulled out proper with a hefty spurt of cream all over her precious face.\par
\tab\b "Ohhhhh...good girl."\b0\par
\tab "KHH-KHRRRR!  ECHHH!  Th-thalty, dat hurt!"\par
\tab\b "But you liked it, didn't you?"\b0   Phoebe stroked her cum-slathered face.  \b "You got plenty of special milk from your favourite goddess."\b0\par
She slipped some onto her finger and slipped it in the infant's mouth, watching her suckle the hot jizz clean with a nummy sound much to the deity's delight.  She then kissed Fyrre all over, slurped all her semen clean off and gave one last kiss for the day to feed it into her like a baby bird, much to the infant's confusion as she swallowed every drop.\par
\tab\b "Time for bed, now,"\b0  said Phoebe sweetly, \b "you've had a long day for such a little dear, haven't you?"\b0\par
\tab "Mmmm, yah," Fyrre twitched her eyes and gave a big yawn, "em sweepy."\par
\tab\b "Then I'll be right here with you,"\b0  she laid on her side and stroked her full belly, \b "goodnight, my sweet.  Your life begins now with me."\b0\par
The little one fell asleep, somewhat sore in the throat but strangely content from such a hefty meal.  She dozed off on her back with the cutest snore, and Phoebe cuddled her close for the remainder of the "night" with a gentle caress.  She kissed and nuzzled the newborn until she too fell asleep, which to a goddess was strange for the vast imaginings of an unearthly mind did not need to "sleep" as it were, but she had some form of winding-down that a mortal could construe as sleeping.\par
But it was never for long, and far less than that of an infant when Phoebe woke up once more with a pulsing erection.  The little black hatchling kicked in her sleep with mumbling sounds and a little drool, which only made the goddess throb harder and she had to resist the urge to just drive her cock into that winking little pussy.\par
\tab\b "Ohhh you're such a tease,"\b0  Phoebe panted, \b "you just can't stop, even when you're asleep.  Well don't worry, your goddess has plenty to give."\b0\par
She floated herself off the bed to not stir the infant, knowing how much like worms, most mortals responded to tremors near them.  The goddess jerked herself off over the sleeping body, she savoured the hot little whimpers, how that baby cunt twitched involuntarily as if yearning to be used, how those tiny legs kicked like a puppy.  How those black scales shimmered in the light of her moon cave, how the sheets crinkled with her tail slapping against them, how her face twisted up in odd half-dreams, all of which made the goddess jerk off faster.\par
\tab\b "S-such a perfect little thing,"\b0  she whispered, \b "ohhhh...I wouldn't call you a wife though, that's far too lofty.  More like a servant...a perfect little baby brood for mommy Phoebe.  A-aaaah, mmmmph...keep making those noises, you'll make a mess, w-wouldn't want that, would we?"\b0\par
The deity giggled at the hatchling rolling around, but when she flopped onto her belly with legs spread out to give the fullest view of her infant cunt, Phoebe couldn't stop herself.  She hovered down closer and put her shaft inches from those little lips, now spurting enough pre from such over-productive balls that it drenched Fyrre's snatch.  The little one was too far into dreamland to even notice, sometimes she hiccuped a sound Phoebe imagined to be a moan of lust, which only further incited her to pump faster against that little slit.\par
Sometimes she hooked the glans between those lips and plucked them tender, exciting the infant in her sleep with a confused growl.  Other times the goddess circled around the slit to leave a drooling white pattern that turned thicker with each pump, until a gluey jizz spattered on Fyrre's thighs with a bubbling shot, that Phoebe couldn't stop once the dam broke.  She clenched her teeth to not wake the child, when she sprayed her thick wash of white all over the babe, painting those sultry dark scales a clear vanilla, frothy seed splashed across her face and drenched down her sides.\par
\tab\b "Ha-aaaaah...mmmmmhhhh good little girl, making your goddess s-so happy."\b0\par
\tab "Mmmmnnnrrrrh, hhhrraahn?"\par
\tab\b "You made such a mess as well, naughty thing,"\b0  Phoebe tutted, \b "but I'll make you something special for being such a wonderful servant."\b0\par
She slipped down close and slurped the cum off her still-sleeping body, surprised at how deep Fyrre went into slumber and also thankful to make this easier.  The taste of her own cum on that fresh helpless body excited the goddess, and once she slurped up most of it, she couldn't resist going back to that sweet little honeypot.  Her lips smooched upon the infant's, whose legs quivered in instinctive need whilst the streaks of semen dappled around gave that additional forbidden flavour.\par
The deity teased the sleeping Fyrre with a few prodding jabs of her sultry tongue, slipping around the walls and plucking them back the way when she pulled her tongue back out.  Then she floated away to make some food for the little one, finding her kitchen in another room where she pretended to cook something.  It wasn't a room she created often, when she pushed a cave wall and it melted outwards into a half-circular space with a black-top stove with a sack of fresh vegetables.\par
She could easily magic something up herself, but there was a joy in the pretense, the crafting of something so simple as a mushy paste for her new favourite servant.  She brought out some peas and carrots and pounded them to a stewy mix, then brought out a small blue pill she slipped in before she whipped out her meat once again.  Now fully-refreshed after her nap, her balls were thick and her cock even thicker to spurt more of her pre all over the baby food, the perversion of which made it easy for her to shoot once again.\par
\tab\b "Baby wants her special treat?"\b0  Phoebe panted.  \b "Mmmmmph, I do too.  You're going to be a VERY special treat once I f-f-finish, up, this breakfast."\b0\par
The goddess willed herself to cum faster with a hefty splurt, coating a luscious white cream over the greenish paste before she took it back to her bed.\par
\tab\b "Wake up, sweetie."\b0\par
\tab "Mmmwah?" Fyrre blinked and rubbed her eyes.  "Mrrning."\par
\tab\b "It might be,"\b0  the goddess offered the bowl, \b "here you are, breakfast is served."\b0\par
\tab "Oooooh, nummy!"\par
\tab\b "Now open your mouth,"\b0  she magicked up a spoon, \b "nice and wide like when you nursed on me."\b0\par
\tab "Mmmm-aaaaaaah!"\par
The dutiful little hatchling showed her twin-tongued mouth, to which Phoebe scooped up some cummy food-paste and slipped it down her maw.  Fyrre squished it in her little fangs and chewed it up with a confused look, but swallowed it down regardless.  Each scoop of mushy breakfast she gulped down with a growing eagerness, the oddly-familiar taste exciting her all the more with jizzed-up paste that filled her belly up, before the last scoop had the special pill.\par
\tab\b "Innnnn you gooooo,"\b0  Phoebe cooed, \b "here comes the dragon into the lair, vwhooooom!"\b0\par
\tab "Aaaaah-GLLLRP!  Thalty, heheee!"\par
\tab\b "Oh it is, that's my special sauce I give to all my favourite little darlings.  Now, you're going to learn how to be a proper girl, when I teach you how to mate."\b0\par
\tab "Whuh, may?"\par
\tab\b "It's what all little girls do because they have these,"\b0  the goddess fingered that sweet baby cunt, \b "every girl has one so they can be bred, to be mated and be pregnant with gorgeous eggs."\b0\par
\tab "E-eggy?  Ah likes eggy, ah came from one!"\par
\tab\b "And your children will, too."\b0   Phoebe scooched closer with her cyan rod out and ready.  \b "Are you ready for more?"\b0\par
\tab "Mmmm, full nows," Fyrre leaned back.\par
\tab\b "Oh it's not going in your mouth."\b0\par
She chuckled as she laid on top of the infant and pressed her throbbing tip against that sweet baby cooch.  Fyrre squirmed a little uncertain, her tail flapped about and an odd pressure formed against her cuntlips before they split apart.  The newborn yelped and gristled with protest, her fangs bared when the pain grew further and her pussy split even wider as Phoebe savoured the first clench of those fresh walls.\par
\tab "A-AAAH, OWWWUH, DAT HURT!"\par
\tab\b "Now now, good girls don't complain."\b0\par
\tab "Ah dun like it, nuuuu!"\par
\tab\b "What was that."\b0   Phoebe's voice turned flat.  \b "You don't like it."\b0\par
\tab "N-nu, s-stap it!"\par
\tab\b "Oh I see.  I give you food and lots of love, but when I want something, you don't like it."\b0\par
\tab "Ah dun wannit now, ah wan-A-AAAAH!"\par
The smallest slap struck her face and at first she was in shock.  The hatchling struggled to comprehend being hit, her mouth agape and her eyes wide with the sudden sting on her cheek.  Then she caught up to the pain, and a whimpering sob filled up her throat before a second slap across the cheek.\par
\tab\b "Good girls, do not, cry."\b0   The goddess put on a fake smile.  \b "It's very special to be chosen by a goddess like me.  Your parents would have said you were too young for this, but they don't understand, none of you do.  You're all so selfish, and here I am doing my very \i best\i0  to make you happy.  And you don't like it."\b0\par
\tab "A-ahhhh, aaaaah dun like iiiiit," Fyrre wept with blubbering tears.\par
\tab\b "But I do.  Do you think I liked making that food for you?  Do you think I liked putting your medicine in there, to help you adjust to your future?  Sometimes, we have to do things we don't like, to make others happy.  Now, are you going to be selfish, or are you going to be good?"\b0\par
The baby shook her head and pulled back her front paws with a cringing face when Phoebe pushed in deeper, splitting the cunt with her cocktip as Fyrre howled sharp with a painful spasm, to which the goddess responded with another strike across the face.  Even with her slow snails-pace penetration, it hurt enough for the hatchling to cry more, and she tried to push her away, but Phoebe punished her with more firm slaps that despite being immense restrained, still hurt Fyrre enough to make her cheeks turn red.\par
The goddess glared with her burning star-ruby eyes, and after the sixth slap, the newborn finally learned to stop crying and let her new mistress have her way.  It was a small mercy that Phoebe wanted to relish popping that cherry, combined with the hidden pill now spreading its influence throughout Fyrre's body to make it more supple, more breedable even at such a young age.  The longer she went without crying, the more the hatchling saw Phoebe's smile return as she gently raped her.  The tight scaly pussy stretched a little harder, the walls sucked so tight on her studly azure sceptre, and it took all of the deity's will not to just drive in deep at such a succulent virgin.\par
\tab\b "That's it,"\b0  she hissed, \b "g-good, servant.  See how much better it is when you DON'T, whine?"\b0\par
\tab "A-aaah, n-nnnnrgh, o-owiiiie..."\par
\tab\b "Oh be quiet,"\b0  Phoebe slapped her a little more gentle, \b "you're receiving a very special gift, now say thank you."\b0\par
\tab "Th-tha-...thankoos."\par
Fyrre struggled to speak through the slow rhythmic pounding of her little cooche, the bell of her collar jangled sweetly from each plap of the goddess' hips who rumbled with pleasure.  She jabbed at that tiny cervix to make the hatchling yelp and writhe, slowly but surely cracking it open like an egg to feel that luscious yolk-like blood melt free and ripple down her lustrous shaft.  Phoebe trembled with anticipation as she pumped a little faster, a little stronger, a little heavier as she squished through into that delicious infant womb.\par
The hatchling bit her lip hard with struggling tears as she was truly raped through, and the most terrible cold pain thickened up inside her most intimate chamber.  Her legs stretched out to their limit as Phoebe moaned in rapture, grinding to the depths and smothering her precious one's walls with a slathering thick pre.  She struggled to hold back from cumming too soon, but the way that Fyrre's pussy sucked her off from painful spasms was insatiable, and soon came the overwhelming flood of rich goddess seed into her.\par
\tab\b "A-AAAAH, OHHHH MY SWEET LITTLE GIRL!  FEEL YOUR GODDESS' LOVE!"\b0\par
\tab "M-MMMMPH, A-AAAAAGH!"\par
It was nothing like the hot jizz that went down her gullet, the swell of her belly so violated made it quiver like a balloon with a slight bulging paunch.  She gurgled terribly before it washed out of her in hot spurts, smothering the bed in luscious pools of white that soon stained Phoebe's aching balls.  Her throbbing sceptre gaped that little tunnel just wide enough to take her halfway inside, and once the bubbling surge of jizz began to cease, did the goddess pull out at last.\par
\tab\b "Mmmmmm, lovely,"\b0  she sighed with a dripping cock, \b "now all we must do is wait, and see, for what beautiful gifts you make for me."\b0\par
\tab "Ha-a-aaaah...haaah," Fyrre panted forlorn with a gaping cunt.\par
\tab\b "Say thank you."\b0   Phoebe gripped her head.  \b "Say it."\b0\par
\tab "Th-thankoos.\par
\tab\b "Good baby."\b0   She kissed the infant and curled up beside her.  \b "Now, time for cuddles while all that yummy seed gets inside and makes you a mommy."\b0\par
\tab "M-mommeh?" Fyrre squirmed from the throbbing pain.  "But, I-i'm no' a mommeh."\par
\tab\b "Not yet."\b0\par
Phoebe stroked down her belly and savoured the rich warmth now flowing through it, a wondrous terrible life soon growing within that fresh infant womb.  She kissed and suckled Fyrre's lips with a fiendish lust, her tongue dove in and the exhausted hatchling stammered around the wicked taste.  Sometimes Phoebe fingered the well-used snatch, hearing the squelch of her jizz as the newborn whimpered from such sensitive plucks of her ravaged innards.\par
Throughout the night, the goddess molested her little servant, peppering her with kisses and taking long slow licks across the now-swollen belly.  Inside, her seed raped the little one's ovaries, wrathful vindictive sperm that plunged to her most innocent depths and violated her sacred newborn eggs.  Some primal sense of her felt this terrible yearning, the urge to brood and grow new life inside her, even at such a terribly young age.\par
Over the next several of her new life, Fyrre would be her deity's fucktoy, her loyal clutch-servant who learned to cry less and be more grateful to her mistress' needs.  The bed would shake every night with Phoebe's thrusts, when she ravaged Fyrre harder once she learned how to take it better, her womb more flexible and her eggs soon growing with a thicker bulge in her already-chufty belly.  Phoebe relished her little servant's new shape, becoming gravid even before she could fly as she was more careful when raping her.\par
\tab\b "OHHHH!"\b0  the goddess panted.  \b "G-good baby, s-so close to being a mommy!"\b0\par
\tab "A-A-AAAH, HAAAH, G-GADDESS, GADDESS!"\par
\tab\b "YES SWEETIE, SAY IT AGAIN, SAY YOU LOVE ME!"\b0\par
\tab "A-AH, I LUVS YOU GADDESS!"\par
Fyrre always said this with wincing tears and a twisted grin, which was good enough for the deity who savoured her new body.  On this night, the hatchling rode her goddess' lap, who sat cross-legged against the pillows and pumped herself off with the little egg-cunt.  Swollen with her future clutch, the black drake whimpered from the stabbing cock that grinded into her womb and twisted through the bulbous lumps that tumbled around inside.\par
The goddess panted on her little head, constantly kissing her all over as she felt another orgasm peak.  She baptised her eggs in luscious seed, smothering them in rich perverted love that washed back out and stained the sheets once again in her lustrous jizz.  A few more pumps basted the infant's womb, and she stroked over Fyrre's bulging belly where the hard lumps pressed against her belly flesh.\par
She wasn't happy, but she felt more content having adjusted to the pain, and soon she would suffer more at the behest of her great magnificent goddess, when the day of birth came ever closer.  A little older, but no less wiser Fyrre would become as her belly grew torpid, and the swell too difficult to contain as she could hardly roll onto her side.\par
\tab "M-miss gaddess?" she whimpered.  "My tummy really hurts."\par
\tab\b "That means you'll be a mother today,"\b0  Phoebe cooed, stroking her.\par
\tab "Um...i-is mommy coming?"\par
\tab\b "Now why would she do that?  She gave you to me, you were my gift from her."\b0\par
\tab "But, b-but," Fyrre clutched herself, "I miss mommy, an' daddy, a-an' sis an' my brudder, c-can I see them?"\par
\tab\b "But you have me now,"\b0  the deity purred, crawling around her on the bed, \b "you don't need anyone else, I feed you and care for you and give you lots of love!"\b0\par
\tab "But I wan' mommy-A-AAAIIGH!"\par
The day she would give birth was the first day she received a full punch to the face.  It was harder than a slap, but now she was a little older, her body was less frail despite the hefty crunch of knuckles into her jaw.  She shuddered with a hard gasp and clutched her face, trembling with shock as she burst into tears.\par
\tab\b "Still an ungrateful brat,"\b0  Phoebe tutted, \b "after everything I do to keep you healthy and full."\b0\par
\tab "B-but, but, y-yer not my mommy," the infant sputtered.\par
\tab\b "No, I'm \i better.\i0 "\b0   She hissed, looming in close.  \b "I made you a mother, I gave you the luxury of being in MY bed, with MY food in MY stately manor."\b0\par
\tab "H-hrrrh, y-you, nuuuuuuh!"\par
\tab\b "You will be a good girl, you lay back there and let me fill you with my love \i or you'll never see your family  A G A I N.\i0 "\par
\b0 Her voice dripped with the darkest aura, her eyes suddenly turned deepest black for the first time in truest anger as Fyrre's soul withered completely.  Whether or not it was the shock of seeing Phoebe's limit of rage, her body seized up and her womb clenched with anticipation.  The goddess sneered with disgust for a moment, until she saw the dripping cunt vent wider as Fyrre laid on her back and yelped at the rising spasms.\par
\tab "WH-WHAH, WHA HAPPENING?!"\par
\tab\b "Shhhhh, now now,"\b0  the deity stroked her servant's wounded face, \b "we don't want to make you any less pretty for your new babies, hmm?"\b0\par
\tab "A-AAAH, HAAAH, I-IT HURT!"\par
\tab\b "\i It will hurt even more if you keep acting like a brat.\i0 "\b0\par
She grabbed Fyrre's neck and readied another fist, the smallest inch of power in her body enough to bruise her throat without crushing it completely.  The hatchling shivered and shook her head fearfully, keeping quiet once again before the deity released her, and let the birthing begin.  After all of Phoebe's dutiful rape, how she had ravaged and used that sweet infant body without mercy, it was easier than one would expect to lay eggs.  But she was still so very small, and her belly so thick like a rubber ball which started to conflate, and force the first of her brood out the womb.\par
Despite her instructions, Fyrre still sobbed and whimpered with increasing pain as her walls gaped to their fullest.  A wretched spasm shook through her folds and blood thickened out in her awakening motherhood, much to Phoebe's delight when she brought out her thick godly pillar and pumped off next to her servant.  The scent of Phoebe's lust was barely reassuring, but it distracted Fyrre's senses enough to dull the growing pain from her conditioning, when she slipped her snout towards it and sucked gently on the tip.\par
The goddess moaned happily at such obedience, and the writhing sounds of Fyrre's rising screams rattled through her sceptre with each pulsing clench in her nethers.  Her legs pushed wider, her tail spasmed horribly and her claws gripped the sheets with a gurgling sound when her pussy quivered to its very limit.  Shrieks and moans vibrated harder down Phoebe's cock who fed her servant more sweet pre, a small relief to busy the child with gulping down that hot milk.\par
\tab\b "Yesssss my dear,"\b0  the deity whispered, \b "breathe in nice and deep, unclench your legs and let my children come forth."\b0\par
\tab "MMMMMPH, M-MMMRRRRPH, MMMRRRRH-HHR-HRRRR!"\par
Her sobbing whines were muffled with dick as she pushed out the first egg, a slimy oval shape that squeezed out of her cunt with tremendous effort.  It was the worst pain she ever felt, her legs were on fire and her hips felt they would snap at any second whilst a raging scar filled up her womb.  It was a wretched torture, her body shrieked through every vein as she tried to force out the slippery stone through a bloody stream.\par
Screaming harder as she gummed on the goddess' meat, the egg finally popped free from Fyrre's cunt after the most agonising ten minutes, a squelching spurt of pinkish-white in a long trail following after it.  Stuttering relief came to her briefly, but only for a few seconds before the next egg came tumbling down out of her womb.  Mercifully quicker than the last thanks to her dilated tunnel, she pushed it out in half the time to leave a sister next to it, a gorgeous blue-and-white striped egg that rolled across the bed, followed by a third eventually.\par
The goddess chuckled at such an offering, a splendid trio of luscious future-spawn that made her rod twitch even harder in Fyrre's throat.  Tears of relief came to the hatchling who felt suddenly hot and empty, until the deity rolled over on top of her and shoved herself straight back in.\par
\tab\b "Beautiful,"\b0  she gasped, \b "you did just wonderful, my little brood-carrier."\b0\par
\tab "Haa-a-aaaaah, haaaah, g-gaddess, haaaah!"\par
\tab\b "Now it's time for the next clutch, hmmm?  Then we'll get you fed, and back to bed with you."\b0\par
\tab "H-hrrrkrh, g-guh!  I...th-thank you, gaddess."\par
A kiss from Phoebe made it all better, or at least more manageable as the eggs sat patient with their slick lugubrious webs of placental juice.  It was strangely a relief to feel that cock shunting back inside, which after the birth felt much easier to take her as deep as Phoebe wanted to.  This was her life now, she would not realise it yet, but Fyrre would one day accept it proper as her place, to be a goddess' well-groomed servant as she was raped once again.\f1\fs22\par
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