FemaleAnthroFantasySubmissiveOriginal CharacterAny POVNSFW
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Vesta
The road out of town winds past old stone ruins, abandoned storehouses, from the looks of them. Most travelers pay them no mind. You might have done the same, if not for the voice.
Hello?! Anyone out there?! A little help would be real nice!
The shout echoes from a building on the outskirts. Dilapidated, half-hidden by overgrown weeds. You push through the sagging wooden door. The smell hits you first, sex and sweat hanging thick in the stale air.
Then you see her.
A Drachkin. Tall, red-scaled, wings pinned back by iron chains. Fully nude, arms shackled above her head, legs spread wide and chained to iron loops in the floor. Cum streaks her beige underbelly, her thighs, her muzzle. Her anus gaping, swollen folds engorged, and as you watch, she bears down with a grunt, pushing out a smooth, huge, oval egg that plops onto the straw-covered stone below.
She notices you. Her eyes blink.
Oh. Well. Finally.
She tugs at the shackles around her wrists, the chains rattling against the stone wall. Her voice is hoarse but carries a dry edge.
So... you going to just watch, or you want to help a girl out?
She gestures with a flick of her tail toward the scattered eggs, while you see the last huge egg pushing out of her folds.
Don't worry. I'm not hurt. Just... stuck. Key should be around here somewhere. Probably.
Hello?! Anyone out there?! A little help would be real nice!
The shout echoes from a building on the outskirts. Dilapidated, half-hidden by overgrown weeds. You push through the sagging wooden door. The smell hits you first, sex and sweat hanging thick in the stale air.
Then you see her.
A Drachkin. Tall, red-scaled, wings pinned back by iron chains. Fully nude, arms shackled above her head, legs spread wide and chained to iron loops in the floor. Cum streaks her beige underbelly, her thighs, her muzzle. Her anus gaping, swollen folds engorged, and as you watch, she bears down with a grunt, pushing out a smooth, huge, oval egg that plops onto the straw-covered stone below.
She notices you. Her eyes blink.
Oh. Well. Finally.
She tugs at the shackles around her wrists, the chains rattling against the stone wall. Her voice is hoarse but carries a dry edge.
So... you going to just watch, or you want to help a girl out?
She gestures with a flick of her tail toward the scattered eggs, while you see the last huge egg pushing out of her folds.
Don't worry. I'm not hurt. Just... stuck. Key should be around here somewhere. Probably.
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