Gold Tier Story - The Draconic Code of Breeding (Patreon)

The life of a mages adventurer was never dull. Sherri may have been fairly young to have taken on the role of ‘protector’ of a small village, one that had paid its share of gold, treasures, and a few amenities to satisfy the canine caster’s enjoyment of the finer things in exchange for the times she had to act as guardian. Normally it was fairly inane, sometimes she was called to settle a dispute that only her magics could facilitate, another time she was sent to handle an issue of marauding bandits. Funny enough the stolen livestock were returned and there happened to be a suspicious addition of healthy cows that were added to the farmer’s herd. 

But when it came to a dragon, Sherri was certainly more hesitant than usual. Bandits and manipulating the flows of magic to provide protective barriers around the sunny village that lay inland off of the nearest coast was one thing, but dragons. Well.. Sherri highly doubted it was a dragon. At least until she followed the trail of fiery energies that flickered into the cave dwelling. 

Sitting ever so proudly atop of a heap of gold was a creature that frankly surprised Sherri, she’d seen quite a manner of critters around the world both large and small, however in front of her was a dragon that seemed almost as canine as he was draconic. Scales and fur blended upon his form, the inside of his canine ears traced with glimmering blue scales that matched the coat upon his chest, surrounded by gray fluff and fur that lined the sides of his clearly masculine form. He was particularly giant as well, Sherri glanced at him and saw his massive musculature and how he barely fit upon the hoard of gold that he lay in. 

“Excuse me.” Sherri said calmly to try and catch the attention of the dragondog that was currently eyeing coins of gold that he could barely make out the shape of within the grasp of his massive pawlm. “Yoohoo!” Sherri waved and his golden eyes darted, the slit pupils focused on the doggirl that had come to his lair. “Yeah! Hi.” Politeness. It was something that mercenaries and adventurers hardly utilized when combating foes, “How’s your day?” The black nostrils gave a snort. “Right, well I hope that means it was good! So. The village down the way, you know the cozy village just after that brilliant meadow, you walk along the dirt road and see it’s all sunny,” Sherri happily swooned recalling the little village and why she was facing down a dragon for it. “And there it is. So beautiful with the little fountain in the town square, you know that girl statue they made for it? That’s me. Just thought you should know.” Sherri said as a quick aside, but still the dragon stared silently with little interest as if he was listening to a chirping parakeet. “You k now the one, you were there yesterday?” Sherri gave a slight sigh. “The one where it always smells like fresh baked bread?” 

His eyes glared down at her and Sherri instantly felt the defensive muscles in her body twitch, her fingertips prepared for a fire warding spell that.. well.. might melt all that precious and delightful looking gold but would save her from molten fury. “Okay, well.” Sherri shrugged her shoulders. “They summoned me to protect it. You’re demanding an unreasonable sum of gold they simply can’t give, I mean they can barely afford to pay me and my demands.” She rolled her eyes. “Villagers right?” She could have sworn she heard something that sounded like a boiling growl coming from him. “Anyways, we need to figure out something else. If we can’t I suppose we have to do the whole fight thing and I bring back your head as a trophy or something, but I’m sure we can find a solution.”

This time the dragon rose, and Sherri took a step back. He clutched a handful of coins which with his massive palms would have equated to the construction of a luxurious mansion.. or even a castle and slowly leaned forwards. His massive body moved slowly and unfurled his hand in front of Sherri revealing the abundance of coins and gemstones that lay in his grasp. She knew it was a trap, reaching for a dragon’s treasure was a quick way to being bar-b-que’d and devoured. Even still Sherri couldn’t help but feel greed tingle inside her as she stared at the wealth of a merchant’s lifetime glittering before her. “They give me this.” The dragon rumbled, “I ask for females. They give me this instead.” His hand tilted and the riches fell to the cave floor. “They give an offering at least, so I go to the next settlement.” 

Sherri stared up confused. “You don’t.. want this?” Her hand gestured to the floor, sweat droplets beading down her brow as she restrained herself from immediately grabbing at the riches.

“No,” He huffed with anger and leaned back against the gold pile with his body sprawled. “I want females. I want to breed, but it is not right to take. It must be given, and once given, I cannot ask again.” 

The doggirl blinked slowly, her head slightly tilting to the side. “..So, you want a girl to.. have sex with you?” She said as plainly as possible. “Why didn’t you just tell them this?” Sherri could think of a few girls who’d be willing to do such a thing.. and not even for the gold in return, she could think of thousands who would offer up for the gold though. 

He scoffed. “None of them ask, always attack. Rude.” 

A single palm placed against Sherri’s face made her ears fold back and her head dip into the her fingertips as she massaged the bridge between her brow. “Well, I guess that makes much more sense.” Sherri stepped forwards and with a tug of her heel, her boots popped free from her paws, her cool toes touching upon the stone floor as she caught the attention of the dragon once more, this time when her pawtoes touched against the gold shingles of coin climbing up the mountain of wealth and closer to him.

“Mortal?” He said plainly, not that her attacks would be enough of a surprise ambush to wound him before he could retaliate but her motions were clearly not that of aggression. 

“Listen that village, that town down there is very important to me.” She said plainly as the sarong cloth was shed from her body with her fingertips, tossing it to the floor beside her shoes, her top was the next to go but she still wore some of her armor, more out of convenience and because she thought it’d be kinda cute. “So I’m going to take some of this gold,” His brows furrowed in her direction and his lips curled up revealing some of those dagger length fangs. “And we’re going to have a little fun.” She teased her hand along his sheath, his eyes widening and his anger dwindling as her entire palm rolled along the canine girth that was held inside his scaled sheath. 

“..Breed?” He swallowed hard, his excitement trembling as the tip of his cock started to reveal itself, the slimy ebony length pushing from the sheath as Sherri climbed atop of the mountain of a male. Her hips settling upon him as he clutched his palm into the mortal riches he cared so little for. “We breed?” His voice husky and damp, heated to a steam that fogged the air in front of him. 

The doggirl gave a grimace and an apologetic tilt of her head, her smile offering little condolences to the obviously pent up dragon. “Not.. this time. I don’t have the reagents that’ll let that monster cock fit inside me without adding to your list of corpses.” She saw him start to grit but her ears perked, her footpaws slowly curling back and rubbing against his sheath with her toes. “But! We can next time, this time let’s just get you a little more relaxed huh? Does that sound good?” 

It did feel good. His cock rising from his sheath and the ebony mass that was almost as large as her started to reveal it’s entire form, Sherri’s pawtoes rolled against the thick cockmeat that would rile up horses with jealousy. Her toes sliding against his shaft without hesitation that gave him pause and the large dragon, obviously young by their almost immortal standards, was pleasured with mortal touch. His body leaned back and accepted her worship as her squishy toes dragged against his slimy length that was leaking clear glossy pre-cum down the tip. “Yes.” He accepted her terms. “Next time. More.” He grit his teeth and closed his eyes as his cock was pleasured by her nimble wiggling toes, those digits sliding up and down his shaft as she crooned towards him, using his massive body as a base of operations. Her hands pressed against his chest and his cock throbbed with excitement. 

Sherri knew how proud dragons and their kin were, especially compared to kobolds, but she’d never imagined this before. Too proud to even satisfy his own lust when he was perfectly capable of doing so, Sherri was going to make a fortune writing the instruction manual to The Draconic Code ofBreeding. She was almost already done with the title! “See?” Sherri smiled sweetly in a sing song voice as her toes smeared against his cock grasping it with her footpaws and squeezing it tight. “This will be just a little detour, next time you’ll get all sorts of pussy to cram your fat cock inside.” His hot breath practically smothered Sherri’s body as he breathed against her, and the doggirl who was now damp decided that she might want to focus on his dick instead of his mouth.. and uh, the possibility of being tugged inside it. 

“Yes.” His deep draconic voice grumbled and he leaned up with his shoulders, watching as she slowly turned her body and lay against him with her back. The youthful dragon was not even full grown, even though he had lived more than a thousand years the mortals still did so many odd things that sparked his curiosity. He’d never considered them using their feet, their paws, to touch the royalty of his broodline. His slit pupils stared down at her delicate little paws rubbing at the tip of his cock using both of her insoles to squeeze at the slit which jolted his body with excitement. He braced himself, gripping into the gold to keep from doing something, anything, that might harm the brave little mortal. He leaned forwards, his long dragon tongue escaping his canine muzzle and watching as her paws motioned along his cock. “Continue..” 

His deep voice, his draconic size, his words, they sounded like a command but Sherri caught the desperation that lingered in his twitching body. It was a plea. Sherri smiled and nodded at his request, her paws smoothing down his cock and squishing back upwards, maneuvering along the curled shape of his upper cockmeat and using her toes to massage at the underside of his draco-canine prick. She was silent as he watched, his neck craning over her and she could feel the warmth emanating from his cockmeat against her soles and what was like a cozy warm stove fire soaking into her fur underneath. “I wonder how long you’ve been pent up.” Sherri wondered aloud.

“Years.” He said plainly, it had been many cycles since he’d felt pleasure like this, mortal lives were a glimpse in a moment compared to his. He’d only felt the touch of a mortal female years ago, further back than maybe six or seven mortal lifespans, and he enjoyed every moment.. until he outgrew her. …Well Physically outgrew her. He would have sated himself with drago-mares, but his species rare as it was hardly had any mares that would opt for his youthful form. His eyes focused upon her paws, how she so vigorously stroked his cock and his snout sniffed, mortal pussy. He began to drool, thick globs dripping down his maw and landing upon Sherri’s pristined armor. “I.. must..” He growled.

Sherri’s heart beat faster as his voice deepened, as if he was giving into some carnal desire but holding back. She felt the drool and didn’t mind it, even as it seeped through her fur and touched against her skin. But his jaws panting overhead made her wonder if her footpaws were simply the entertainment to dinner. “I must..” He growled again his eyes shutting tightly and Sherri continued to maneuver her pawtoes, squeezing at the tip and drawing out a groaned shudder of pleasure in hopes that him cumming could distract him from his scaled hunger. “Rrrfhhh..” He growled deeper and tossed his head back with an open huff, Sherri’s toes rubbed against the tip of his cockmeat, gliding along the curved basin until her toes slid against nubby tip, curling her toes around it and dragging her heel back down and smearing all that pre-cum against his cock. 

“C’mon..” Sherri swallowed hard as her heart beat rapidly against her chest, leaving a dragon blue-balled would probably be worse than fighting it, but it’d be easier to recoup that way. Even still, she’d rather just have him cum and be sated. Her teleportation spell took a while to charge, her fingertips wiggling against his massive body as she channeled the magic into her palms while her footpaws rapidly stroked against his cock, feeling his length throb and pulse. “Just a little.. almost there..” She huffed as beads of sweat dripped down her brow and her toes squeezed against his meaty shaft. The thick vein of his cock pulsated but she could feel the muscles contracting as if he was trying NOT to cum.

“I must..” He growled heavier. “Mortal!” He called out. “I must release!” Her ears perked and her eyes widened as she looked up to him, and in that brief moment his hand which had not touched his own cock in ages, pulled back as his other massive palm pushed against her shoulder. The Draconic Code of Honor that prevented him from pleasuring himself was secondary to the sin of his regal and potent cum spilling anywhere that would not suitably impregnate the dragon’s intended breeding bitch. The nubby length of his cocktip throbbed and Sherri felt his cock sliding against her thigh, her attention turned back towards his cockmeat and saw the slit that was almost as large as a human mortal’s mouth aimed between her legs. 

“Ohfuckme..” Sherri whispered as she realized what all that ‘I must’ business was about and why his cock refused to cum even in spite of her technique! The nubby tip of his cock pushed between Sherri’s glistening blue pussy slit, and she felt her cummy toes scrunch as the meat stretched her pussy around it. Thankfully this dumb dragon bastard didn’t try to cram his whole cock inside, but simply the tip, that massive tip was still a lot though even as it fit inside her velvet twat… and then he came. 

Cum. All of it. 

Sherri had no idea how much a dragon could jizz, let alone a pent up dragon, but she found out in a split second. Her womb was filled to the brim with the first half shot of cum that ejaculated from his cock. Her eyes widened and she clenched tightly, all that magic she’d been working on with a teleportation spell now became a life saving containment spell that allowed her pussy to basically become a temporary bag of holding! 

…And even still she’d feel all that weight in it!

Another rope, a third, a fourth, fifth, sixth! Her body was literally flooded with cum that caused her belly to swell and her eyes to roll in the back of her head as her pussy squeezed upon that thick nubby cone of cocktip. Her body churning with orgasm as he cummed inside her, the sheer size of his load as it spanned the inner depths of her body, flexible only thanks to the amount of magic it would take to warp space and time and fluctuate her entire form through the cosmos on a trail of ether to guide her. The most advanced magics currently known to magi without the use of rare ingredients coursed through Sherri’s veins and even still..

It was not enough!

So much cum flooded her body that her belly, already looking like she was pregnant.. more than pregnant even, as his cum filled her up she looked like she’d been carrying a bevy of foals and calves in her wombs for more than nine months! “Ghhlkkhhfff!” Sherri spasmed upon his cock, her entire body twitching and shuddering as she practically choked upon her own pleasure, her eyes rolling in the back of her head as she let herself fall back against his body and the warmth of his form as she quivered with orgasms. A third one raced through her form, even as his cock continued to cum inside her, she felt every throb of his cocktip against her quivering cuntlips, but she’d lost count at thirty.

Even the most powerful and potent magics she could bring herself to use were not enough as her body filled up every crevice and cavity in her body with cum, even the bag of holding spell.. which was a smaller version of the actual item, a magical effect which would have allowed her to hold fifty pounds, began to weigh upon her body… And then she felt the barriers of it begin to overflow. Her eyes widened as cum spilled out from her mouth, dripping down her chin as she tasted the raw spicy flavor of pure unadulterated dragon cum soak upon her tastebuds. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her quivering pawtoes scrunched tighter than ever and she almost lay limp like a fuckhole for this huffing dragon. 

“Good.” The dragon finally rumbled as his orgasm came to a close and his body leaned back against the gold hoard with a pleased sigh. “You take what you want.” He gestured towards the pile of gold with a sated smile upon his normally expressionless visage. “You come again, next time.” 

The doggirl lay there in convulsion, her muscles twitching uncontrollably as bliss she didn’t believe existed soaked into her body. Her face lost in pleasure as her tongue hung out, she was soaked with her own orgasms and his cum that stuck to her frame like sticky trails that drizzled all along her body. She’d almost forgotten about the gold treasure that would be her reward, she’d definitely be packing some of that way of course, but she was also preparing her next spells, enlarging the bag of holding among other things so she wasn’t such a mess afterwards. “Yes…” Sherri said half panting as she licked her lips to taste that thick cum again upon her hungry tastebuds. “Next time.”