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You were a fraud, a fake, a charlatan! How did you even get this far without someone, anyone noticing you weren’t the hero everyone seemed to think you were!? It was even more of a surprise to you when that damned dragon died outside Whiterun and turned into a skeleton before its soul entered your body! Then all of a sudden and as if on cue all of the town guards started calling you “Dragonborn” and telling you to go on a grand quest to save the world…!
Sheesh, you were pretty sure the guards did more work bringing that dragon down than you did, too. You were more focused on dodging the wyrm’s stone-melting fire than saving the town at the time, but for whatever reason, the gods, or Akatosh, or whoever was pulling the strings here, saw fit to make you the chosen one.
Brilliant…
Even if you had the chance to back out of the whole Dragonborn thing at one point, it was too late now. You were in too deep, too stuck being the brave, unstoppable hero that everyone wanted and expected that you’d actually almost prefer taking Alduin the World Eater on than face the music with an entire nation of people you’d essentially scammed out of free room, board, and accommodations that they were all too eager to part with in the name of helping their prophesied saviour…
Hell, if the World Eater was a cute, stacked, humanoid dragon with all the soft, sensitive parts that entailed and only wanted to soak the warmth out of your rock-hard cock, well… you might actually have a chance of taking on that reality-ending threat!
See, you were a lover, not a fighter. Not that you couldn’t handle a blade, but there were other ways of getting through to a woman’s heart that didn’t involve a sword between her ribs. Good food, for instance. Poetry too. Cock. Lots of cock… Troubles with an orc stronghold? Make the chieftess feel like a woman with lots of kisses and sweet, whispered nothings until she melted like butter. Staring down the wrong-end of a dagger held by an Argonian assassin sent to clean up loose ends? Puh-lease. Just hike her fat tail over your shoulder and breed her until her voice was hoarse, which wouldn’t be too hard with those Blackmarsh girls. Want to sneak into the Thalmor Embassy? There’s not an Aldmeri woman alive that wouldn’t want to have a sweaty tryst with a human as she gave you a tour of each broom closet and bedroom in the compound!
You’d been plundering for loot in Deeja’s snug Argonian folds for quite some time now, but you doubt that gave you enough overall experience with reptiles to turn a huge, winged beast like Alduin into a shuddering, orgasming mess. Hell, did dragons even have ladybits to thrust into? And how would you even convince the World Eater to come over for some late-night mead at your place!?
Yeah. You were fucked.
There was a sudden loud, wood-shaking knock on your door that made you hop off your bed. Who could it be at this hour? The other guests of the inn knew you were lodging there, but if they wanted to come talk to the Dragonborn, and sometimes have you sign your name with your cum all over their tits, they’d usually come to you at a more appropriate time of day.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
You were starting to worry that everyone had seen through your BS. That you weren’t the tough, mighty Dragonborn you’d been pretending to be, and that you were going to get thrown out of the inn or worse.
BAM! BAM! BA—
The final knock tore the wooden door clean off its hinges, sending the clearly dented thing crashing down to the ground as a tall, silhouetted person stood in the hallway outside your room. You thought you were dreaming at first. The shadow was much too tall to be a woman, you thought, or a man either for that matter, though you were able to discern an hourglass figure that was unmistakably feminine in the end.
“Greetings, mortal.” The voice was deep, and dark, with a growl to it that sounded like brimstone had somehow learned to speak. You could hear disdain in the woman’s voice, most notably when she emphasised the word ‘mortal’ with a snarl and whip from her long, tapered tail, and you almost thought Deeja was the one standing outside your room until you saw huge, bat-like wings just behind the woman.
Ah, there was a dragon standing outside your bedroom. Nice. Welp, you’d lived a good life…
“This might not be the battlegrounds we imagined in our heads,” it continued, her red eyes piercing through the darkness as she stepped into the dim light of the candle-lit room. “But I’ve been alive long enough to know man’s weakness, and I fully intend to exploit it.”
The dragon needed to crouch down to fit her body into the room, her hips almost clogging the doorframe as she squeezed herself inside. She was naked from her clawed toes to her horned head, her scales sleek like polished stones, and her breasts like perfectly-carved boulders hanging off her strong, powerful chest. You had to admit, you were rocking a pretty nasty rock-hard fear boner at that moment.
“Ha… Ha… Ha…” she laughed with agonising emphasis, each step she took towards you making the floorboards creak under her massive weight. “You don’t seem to recognize me, Dragonborn. My name is Alduin. I anticipate you’ll repeat it more than once tonight as I make you mine.”
Without much more warning than that, the dragon put her claws on your chest and tore the clothes off your body like they were made of wet paper. She smirked as she noticed your stunned, mouth-agape expression and then chuckled as her eyes explored your nakedness down to where your throbbing-hard erection bounced in full view.
“Impressive,” Alduin tittered, her breathing quickening and eyes narrowing subtly as she took in the width and breadth of your human cock. “...Though it is your Dragonrend shout that I find most remarkable. Hhmph, a shout that could bring a dragon to heel? Despicable. Why should I wait while you plan on making me fight on your terms, human?”
Dragonrend? What shout was that? You didn’t think you’d done that quest ye—
Alduin pushed you down on the bed, her powerful, log-thick arms holding you down as she hopped on your crotch. Her own bare crotch was like a furnace against your erection, and she was dripping a thick, glistening substance that was beginning to form a coat around your cock.
The sensation of her warmth mixed with the strange, mind-softening, aphrodisiac-like substance running down your shaft made you wince in pleasure and your hard-on bounce and beat against her soft slit all on its own. Shivers ran down your spine as soon as your manhood made contact with her mound; she hadn’t even slipped you inside her yet and you were already on the verge of climax.
“Ha… Ha… Ha…” Alduin stretched her wings in triumph as she ground her soaking-wet sex against your twitching erection. “I’ve come here to avoid a one-sided battle because of your Dragonrend, but it would seem that my body has become your humanrend instead~!”
With a swing of her hips, she caught your cockhead between her pussylips as if your erection was magnetically attracted to her warm, wet hole, but maybe that wasn’t far from the truth. As your own hips began to move, nudging your tip a good inch into her opening, the teasing, paltry penetration only made you grind your teeth in frustration.
You wanted to be inside her so badly, to feel what that intense heat would be like sweltering around your engorged inches, but with the dragon squatting above you, she was in full-control of when your human appendage would be embraced by her womanhood.
For better or worse, the World Eater wasn’t going to make you wait long.
Alduin sank herself down, devouring inch after inch of sensitive human cockmeat with her blistering-warm snatch. Her walls that clamped down around your shaft were as good as you thought they’d be, if not better: you were already shooting precum straight into her thirsty, waiting womb as your hardness was locked balls-deep by her vice-like lips.
During your tenure as Dragonborn you’d been with many women, but there was nothing like Alduin’s tight dragon pussy as it squeezed around your skysteel-hard cock and dared you to stop it from pulling ropes of cum straight from your nuts with the intense temperature and suction alone.
Alduin’s laughter echoed through the room. “You’re almost disappointing me, Dragonborn. And to think I had to steel my nerves on the off chance that you would be the one making me yours tonight! Oh well, I’ll try to make breaking your mind and dominating your useless manhood as entertaining as I can~!”
Hiking her hips backwards, Alduin pulled her pussylips off your erection with an audible, sopping-wet sucking sound. You looked down between your legs and almost couldn’t recognize your manhood: it was pink and swollen like a snake had bit it, and it was somehow caked in so much fem-liquid that you could have slipped your cock into a stoney crevice and not have noticed any chaffing. You’d never seen it so hard before, nor felt it throb so much as tsunamis of blood pulsed down its engorged veins, and all you wanted was more of what the World Eater gave you moments ago. You thirsted for your hard-on to be trapped between her folds again. You needed it as much as a warm hug from a fire elemental during a blizzard! FUCK!
…And then Alduin slammed her hips down on your crotch, gobbling all of your sensitive, precum-breading inches back between her hot, tight walls. Your bones and the bedframe beneath you both creaked from her massive size and the creaking only intensified as the wyrm continued to thrust herself up and down and side to side, using your rock-hard cock like a dildo. You were the one being bred, not the other way around, and there was no doubt about that as the dragon thrashed on top of you, her fat, massive tits swaying around from the intensity of her thrusts.
“Seal your fate and finish inside me, Dragonborn,” Alduin purred, her crimson eyes reduced to slits as she savoured the expression of a defeated man on the cusp of having his body betray him. “I’ll even allow you to name our children. Give them good ones so that the bards can sing beautiful dirges about them when they raze the world of man alongside their mother!”
You were going to CUM. No ifs, ands, or buts! You had tried to hold back, but with Alduin’s dragoncunt trying its hardest to milk all the warm cum out of your bloated balls, it was honestly a surprise that you’d even lasted this long. There were worse fates than this. She could have decided to kill you. Instead, there was a promise of dropping thick, brain-melting loads inside her warm, snug lizard-pussy for the rest of your days. It would be a fitting end for a man who lived the life you did…
Wait. What were you doing? This sort of thing was your expertise! You couldn’t let some stupid, smug dragoness defeat you like this! What would Deeja think if some other scalie-bitch turned you into a moaning, conquered mess before she had!?
Reaching deep inside for something you’d rarely needed to use before — like that one time you thought Jarrin Root would make for a good spice for your cooking if properly treated — the word CHIM echoed in your mind’s eye for a moment before a blinding light overtook everything in your vision…
Alduin’s laughter echoed throughout the room again: “You’re almost disappointing me, Dragonborn. And to think I had to steel my nerves on the off chance that—”
You regained consciousness and didn’t have a moment to lose as you immediately hooked an arm underneath the dragon’s toned, dark leg and hoisted her onto her side with a great, muscle-straining heave.
“Wh-What is the meaning of this!?” the World Eater demanded before a string of sharp moans dripped from her gaping maw. “A-Ah, w-wait, Dragonborn, I—!”
Alduin was resting on her side with a leg hiked towards the ceiling, which made it easy for you to thrust between her slick pussylips as you gave the dragoness your all. You held on for dear life, and that was certainly not metaphoric as the wyrm wriggled and rocked on the bed, trying her hardest to buck you off her backside, but nothing she did managed to dislodge your member from her walls, and you proceeded to drill your hardness into her opening over, and over, and over again despite her moaning pleas.
With a deep growl that came from the pits of her stomach, the dragon craned her neck to stare at you with unrestrained contempt. “You stupid, arrogant human! How d-dare you breed me like this!? You’re like a tick stuck to my side!”
As your thrusts continued, Alduin’s disgusted expression began to soften — though only somewhat — as a blush radiated through her cheek-scales. Good. That was a good sign. You’d bedded enough brats before to look for tell-tale signs like that one, and you were now grinning as you checked off everything that the dragon was doing.
Blushing? Check. Her cuntflaps squeezing around your cock despite trying to push you away? Double check. Cute, feminine moans escaping her mouth even though she wanted to pretend she was a tough, proud bitch? Oh, you’d better believe that was a check.
“Wh-What manner of magic is this!?” Alduin gasped, stretching her neck and blowing small wafts of smoke out of her nostrils. “Your cock must be enchanted with something equivalent to Dragonrend!”
Oh, poor Alduin, coping with being defeated by cock already… It must be hard for a proud dragoness like her to admit that a human, something she viewed in a way similar to how a human viewed an ant, was stirring up her pussy and scrambling her brains with just a few thrusts. You were proving that the species gap between man and wyrm wasn’t all that wide after all, at least judging by how hard her lips were desperately pulling your human cock into her dripping sex.
Her moans and soft, submissive sighs were like music to your ears, and it encouraged you to move your hips even harder, to grind up against her big, sensitive g-spot with your cockhead over and over again until you ripped an explosive orgasm out of her.
Seeing and feeling that the dragon was a lot more tame now than before, your hands moved from clinging onto her body for dear life to exploring all her soft, womanly curves. You were quick to notice that for a dragon, she sure had big tits. Getting a good handful of one sizable melon of dragon-titty-meat, you squeezed down hard and savoured the plushness of her breast.
As your fingers sunk into her tit, Alduin’s moans intensified to a room-shaking roar. Seemed like the big gal was sensitive there. You pushed onward, palms roaming towards the centre of her big, round mound until you were pinching her cute, jet-black nipple. That earned more deep, rumbling moans from the dragoness, especially when you began rolling her teat between your fingertips.
Alduin was so tight around your hardness it was almost impossible to pull it free from her folds. Shocking, given the amount of lubrication she was streaming all over your inches, too. There was something like a warm swamp between her legs, and your heavy, full balls made loud, audibly-wet claps as they smacked her soaked mound with each thrust.
“I can’t believe an inferior human could make me feel like… this.”
Alduin’s eyes glowed an even brighter shade of red when you gave her cervix an especially-hard bump. Shivers ran down her slick scales, and you could tell that she was standing on the edge of her climax. Looking into her half-lidded eyes made that even more obvious, too.
Her face was made from tough, jagged features with near-asymmetrical spikes and points that nobody in their right mind would describe as feminine, but at the height of her pleasure like this, she truly looked like a bitch in heat. Each thrust seemed to make her blush pinker, and as she struggled to hold back the tide of her orgasmic finish, drool poured down the sides of her long, gnarled muzzle.
You guessed that even tough, grizzled monsters like Alduin had O-faces, too.
“YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM, MORTAL!” she screamed all of a sudden, her insides churning around your cock as she writhed on the bedsheets. “I’m g-going, to… to… I cannot believe I’m losing to a human!”
Alduin stiffened like a board and then when limp, her womanhood doing something similar as it tightened and loosened in a continuous pattern around your erection. Loud moans erupted from her throat like magma from a volcano. Her fangs dripped with spit as she opened her maw wide and screamed, her long tongue made for stripping meat off bones (and as you looked at her now, other things as well…) lolling off to the side and dangling in the air. The dragoness was an utter mess as she climaxed on your cock, and you were soon going to join her.
You bucked your hips into Alduin one final time, your rock-hard cock sliding through her slick walls on its way to kiss the opening of her womb. She was steaming warm here, and even wetter, too.
“Breed me!” she screamed, her eyes closed almost as if she was afraid to see a reflection of her spasming, squirting self in the mirror across the room. “Drop your seed into my womb! Make my belly heavy with a human-claimed clutch!”
There was no holding back the explosion of semen that gushed from your cockhead as soon as Alduin surrendered herself to you. Ropes of hot, sticky seed spilled from your tip in messy arcs, almost like the virile volleys were racing each other to be the first to shoot from your swollen cumslit. Your hips locked themselves as tightly against the dragon’s body as possible, ensuring that your erection was shooting point-blank into the wyrm’s womb.
With one of your hands holding onto Alduin’s breast, you imagined the round thing engorged with milk, dripping white pearly droplets when she heard the thirsty cries of your half-breed children. That fantasy earned an especially-thick spurt of semen into the back of her womb. Continuing from that thought, you imagined the rest of the World Eater’s proud, sculpted body absolutely fattened from her pregnancy, her nice toned stomach turned soft and round and her thighs and ass growing thicker from multiple, separate clutches. That earned another couple gushes from your cocktip into the winged lizard…
You looked at Alduin, attempting to see what sort of expression she was making now. It wasn’t as exciting as before, the dragoness looked exhausted from the strenuous, full-body workout her orgasm had demanded from her. She was likely going to feel sore all over in the morning, but for now, she was content to rest on her side while your hardness continued pumping a steady stream of human seed into her defeated, fertile insides, her soft, submissive pussy-muscles sucking your cum out of your nuts in complete, subconscious surrender to a superior mate.
“P-Perhaps,” Aldruin began, her voice slow and groggy like she had been awoken from a deep slumber. “Perhaps I should reconsider my stance on humans…”
You smiled. She’d better with your half-human children soon to be weighing down her belly! Pulling your hand away from the dragon’s breast, you wrapped your arms around her midsection and pulled her close to you.
“Is this what humans call cuddling?” the tired, cum-addled dragoness asked, almost blushing harder than when she was super-soaking your erection just moments ago. “It is… nice.”
You held the soon-to-be mother of dragons, riding a blissful, relieved high knowing that your cock had once again got you through yet another life-threatening evening. Perhaps being the Dragonborn wasn’t so bad after all... Maybe with the right amount of training, the terrifying World Eater would be serving you breakfast in bed wearing nothing but an apron one of these days!
Now that was a thought that had you twitching inside the big, winged woman. Though another thought crept into the back of your mind, too…
…Maybe you’d like to give Paarthurnax a visit soon. The ol’ girl must get pretty lonely up in that mountain…