Sexy Story of the Month - Breeding Riches (Patreon)

Often the best ideas and the worst ideas shared their source from a nip of ale at a tavern. At a tavern known for a more underhanded clientele two contracted hands were lamenting the failure of a shared job over a mug of warm ale on a chilled winter evening. They were lucky to have escaped with their lives compared to what they had attempted. Sneaking into an ancient underground temple seeking the treasure of ancient dragon gods was one thing, however double crossing the dimwitted Ogre that had led them to it should have been easy. Melissa’s mousie ears folded back as she sipped her drink, her eyes glaring daggers over to the similarly sipping kobold girl that she had partnered with. Unfortunately they were the results of an indebted mousegirl who’d gotten too deep with a gambling addiction at the horse tracks. She needed gold and fast, especially with the promise of having her debt paid off by having her services used as a prize-girl at those same racetracks she’d blown her last score on.

“I can’t believe it, we were so close, we could have sold that treasure for a fortune.” Pepto, a surprise partner that Melissa had teamed up with on advice of a friend, had turned out to be less skilled than advertised. Melissa recalled how her loudmouth accomplice should have just kept her mouth shut. “I’m just glad the big lug is still trapped in there.”

“Yeah, whouda thunk it could have gone that bad..” Melissa mutter mumbled against her drink, a drink she wouldn’t have even bothered with if it hadn’t been for her chipper companion offering to buy. 

Clearly the bright pink kobold girl didn’t detect Melissa’s sour sarcasm. “See, next time,” She gave a tipsy giggle, “You should show off your assets a bit more and they would have never caught on!”

Those rounded ears folded slightly inwards, flattening to the sides as she shot a weary glare in Pepto’s direction. “I don’t think there is going to be a next time.. We don’t really work well together..” It almost pained her to have to explain the obvious, especially to someone so chipper. She was expecting that bright sweet pointed smile to dissipate and for her eyes to melt in a river of tears, but Pepto only giggled as if she’d been tickled all over her scales!

“You’re such a kidder!” her giggle turned into a surprisingly cheerful cackle, “You wouldn’t give up this idea, it’s way easier and a lot more profitable than the other one.. We’re going to sell some counterfeit dragon eggs,” She glanced side to side, leaning in close with her scaley snout curling up at the corners with a bright grin. “I already know of some buyers!” 

Melissa had learned many valuable lessons in her years as a swindling rogue, if it was too good to be true it usually was. But maybe it was the nip of alcohol, or maybe it was simply Pepto’s cheery demeanor, but despite herself, Melissa was intrigued. Quick easy gold after a rocky endeavor was most appetizing especially when it only had to be shared between two. It made double crossing that much more convenient. “..Okay. I’m listening. What do we do?” 

Pepto took a mighty gulp of her ale and focused her gaze upon Melissa’s curious expression “I’ll explain back at my place..” 

…

Melissa had found the prospect interesting to say the least, Pepto was sitting on the bed with a small vial in between her fingertips that shook back and forth. “Are you ready?” She said with that squeaky excited voice, her thumbs pushing into the sides of her slacks as Melissa stared curiously. Her eyes trying to watch for the sleight of hand, the physical illusion that would produce the promised equipment, but when she nodded and Pepto began to peel down her pants the thick pungent scent that was caught in Mel’s nostrils told her that this was no illusion. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, her long mousie tail curling into itself as she witnessed the massive bumpy ridged kobold cock that rose from the scaled sheath between Pepto’s thighs.  

The mousegirl was utterly astounded by how much cock was hidden inside of Pepto’s sheath, the entire length growing like vine until it flopped heavily against the fabric of her pants. “You weren’t kidding..” She whispered softly against her clutched palm over her lips. “I don’t know if-“ She paused as Pepto inched closer, her ridged kobold cock smearing against the side of her cheek. 

The intoxicating scent of Pepto’s cock was driving her mad, and as she began to make the decision to relent to the erotic temptations she told herself it was all because she simply had a little too much to drink at the tavern. Melissa felt herself tilting back as Pepto leaned in closer, “Ready?” 

“..Yes..” Melissa said after a brief pause, taking a deep breath as she glanced at the throbbing prick, but then she was parted from it rather abruptly. Her body pushed forwards onto her face and her hands pulled back into Pepto’s grip. The normally agile mousegirl was face down against royal purple bedsheets while Pepto clamped against her, those large scaled footpaws pushing against her calves as the tip of her length smeared eagerly against Mel’s quim. “H.. Hay!” She yelped, glancing back over her shoulder as the pointed tip pushed between her swelling vulva. “Nnghhh.. Can’t.. You be a bit more.. romantic about it?”

Pepto’s cock skewered roughly into her pussy, all those bumps and ridges of her species length sending spasms of bliss against Mel’s tightening cunt walls. “I am!” Pepto chirped cheerily, “This is the proper way to breed a bitch by kobolds!” Her hips dragged back and just as suddenly they pumped forwards, Mel’s eyes rolled in the back of her head by the rough treatment, her fingers curling and her thighs tightening, Pepto’s juicy thick thighs primed with muscles that she put to good use clapping against Mel’s. 

As much as Melissa wasn’t prepared for that squishy reptile cock, her body seemed to be primed by the touch of it. Normally she would have preferred much more amorous foreplay, kissing, licking, touching and tender whispers, breasts to be teased and curious intricacies of one another’s body shared in their moments, secrets shared in passion, but the vigorous stamina of Pepto’s jousting hips pounding directly against her cervix had convinced her body that such foreplay wasn’t needed! Her juices were spilling from her pussy like she’d been teased to the edge and back for hours on end, her cunt squelching spills of her natural sauce like a pulped fruit! “Ghhhh.. fuuh.. fuhhh..” Breath became a rare commodity, her body was racing as she was shoved further into the bedsheets by the unrelenting forceful thrusts of the kobold girl that pumped into her. The full orbs clapping against her swelling cuntmound tickling her clitoris with their weight, a not so subtle promise of Pepto’s virility and how Melissa had opened herself to act as the broodmare for her clutch of eggs.  

Melissa had been fucked before, she’d been cummed in before, of course given her profession she always took the appropriate precautions to prevent inconveniences, but in that moment something felt so delectably exciting about being impregnated. Sure she was doing it for money, Pepto had some method that would disguise the ordinary kobold eggs that were a bit smaller than that of a chicken, as the massive eggs that dragons were known to brood over, but it was hard for her to think about money and the fortune she would bear inside her womb.. instead all she could think about was the way Pepto’s cock kept pushing against her cervix with the promise that her depths would soon be full with her clutch of eggs. “..Are you even listening to me?” Pepto snarled hotly as she wrenched her grip, pulling Melissa’s body back and jousting her dick even deeper, pushing at the barrier of her entrance and using the position of their coupled bodies to nudge against her womb!

Was Pepto even talking? What was she saying? “Yeah.. Yeah..” Melissa moaned out through sputtering breaths as her breasts dragged against the thankfully comfortably smooth bedsheets. “No.. Wait.. I.. Idunnoh.. yes..?” Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head, her body felt like the entire world was spinning around. For such a small girl Pepto’s body held such vigor, the speed of her hips clapping against Melissa’s asscheeks sent vibrations throughout her body, it was evident that the mousegirl was lost in a trance of bliss that only a fulfilled orgasm would be able to wake her from.

Pepto’s cock began to rapidly expand inside Mel’s pussy, her walls straining to contain it all but Pepto’s hips kept firm, locking them together as her cum gushing tip pointed directly into Mel’s womb. Pepto’s maw clenched shut, her squishy scaled reptile cock spasming as cum erupted. Mel felt the rumble of twitching cockmeat inside her walls, her body convulsing as she felt the hissing ropes of cum piling on top of each other against her inner depths. Her womb felt so full, like she’d just finished returning from a banquet feast, her stomach bulging as the endless pudding thick syrup poured inside her. 

Her body collapsed upon her back, eyes closed and deep gasps of air sucked into her lips as she tried to recover from the muscle spasming orgasm that claimed her stamina. She closed her eyes, drinking in the oxygen like it was the nectar of life, when suddenly her almost numb ladybits felt a tickle of sensation, they were being spread open and in front of her was Pepto admiring her handiwork with a bright smile. “What are you doing?!” Mel cried out, she would have squirmed her way free if it weren’t for the fact her legs felt like numbed gel to the point she couldn’t even feel her toes anymore. 

“Mm. Mhm. Yes. This looks good.” She leaned in closer her eyes scanning the depths of Melissa’s creamy sticky insides that had flooded her womb, her kobold cum sticking to the walls and sealing the entrance to her cervix with her slickness to prevent the ovary smothering sauceglut from spilling into her canal. “We’ll definitely have a good batch of eggs!”

…

It had been a few months since their initial partnership and surprising most to Melissa was how well she took to pregnancy. Her lust for Pepto’s cock hardly decreased and in fact they had met more than a few times after their first evening to cement their partnership. It was during one of their evenings spent together that she felt something rumbling in the depths of her body, she had written it off as simply another case of insatiable arousal and while Pepto tried to reassure that her time was due to lay the clutch of their prized eggs Melissa had none of it. Her mouth and throat was craving the intoxicating flavor of Pepto’s cock.

“Hff.. I’m.. I’m cummiiiing..” Melissa crooned hotly as she rubbed her fingers desperately against her clitoris, her inner walls spasming as she felt the familiar pressing of orgasm racing through her spine. But something was different, this time she didn’t stop, she could feel that welling sensation pushing even further, her eyes widening as her vaginal muscles splayed even wider, the juices of her drenched pussy now acting as not only as the eager flavors of her pleasured quim, now they had her soppy and wet as an egg began to push from her contracting depths. “Ohh.. goddss… Ghuhahh.. Hauhhh..” Melissa felt like she was choking, her mouth drooling all over Pepto’s appreciative balls as her tiny kobold partner in crime began to stroke through her crimson tresses.

“See? Didn’t I tell you?” Her sweet voice chirped excitedly as she glanced down between Mel’s thighs, her toes lightly curling at the sight and clutching onto the spasming mousie tail that wrapped around them. The first glimpse of deep lavender and a softer blue peeked out from Melissa’s swollen maidenhead, her legs pushing into the carpet as Melissa cried out with foreign orgasm resounding through her body, “Feels good huh? It’s a kobold trick..” She licked her beaklike muzzle, “Otherwise we wouldn’t be such potent breeders!” 

Pepto was telling the truth and then some, birthing an egg was far away from the pained experience that Melissa had heard stories of. Pushing an egg through her spasming pussy canal felt almost as good as having Pepto’s dick plumbing inside her! “Fuhhh.. It’s.. Coming out.. Ohgods!” Melissa squealed, her heels digging into the carpet as the first egg wetly tumbled from her dripping swollen cunt and in its place already another egg was starting to demand its passage between her cervix and through her spasming twat. 

Melissa glanced down at the second of the eggs that pushed from her body, her jaw open and gasping, they were huge compared to what she’d normally seen from Kobold eggs. Gasping she felt the orgasmic sensations of pleasure suddenly coupled with realization that made her body quiver in a way that almost rivaled the bliss she felt giving birth the third egg that was slowly pushing through her vaginal walls… 

She was going to be rich!