"... to have a cock to fuck you with."
"Really? That's surprising. I sorta figured you would have wanted to be the one getting fucked with a dick" commented Ophelia, retaking her place in Heather's arms, leaning her head onto her shoulder.
"That normally would have been correct. Well that is, before I learned that you can lay eggs. Now I really want to watch you get pregnant with a clutch of eggs we made together" Heather explained while she resumed her squeezing of Ophelia's ass from before with her right hand. Her left started playing with Ophelia's tail, which had once again had wrapped itself around her back.
Not even bothering to reopen her eyes, Ophelia asked a question that had been bothering her for a time now. "Hey, what if I really do get pregnant and our eggs hatch? I don't think I am prepared to be a mother of a few baby dragons quite yet. My room certainly cant hold a few fully grown dragons. And what would I even do with them? Dragon's do not exist on Earth. If they suddenly showed up, it would cause a huge issue."
"Right, that's a good point. I would hate to have some government agents try and take you away. Or have the baby dragons become some militarized weapons. Plus I can't afford a big plot of land to raise a dragon on" Heather added, now concerned for Ophelia's safety, but also slightly disappointed that she likely wouldn't be able to fuck her with a real dick. "Maybe we should hold off on impregnating you for now i guess?"
"I think I may be able to alleviate some of your concerns Mistress" chined in Beldazarr. "Because you are new to the world of magic and even newer to the life of a dragon, means that you also do not realize that your worries are not necessarily correct. For you see, a dragon hatchling, only nurses from their mother for a short while. Roughly a week on average. Once they are big enough to easily digest solid foods, or about the size of a say, a labrador retriever, they will naturally wish to leave the 'nest', and become fully independent. Unlike most creature's, there is no familial bonds between dragons. They will treat any other dragon as an enemy, with the 2 exceptions being their mate, and their hatchling who are still of nursing age. This applies to both you a d your own children as well. Once they are old enough, both of you will turn hostile towards each other instinctivly."
"Huh, well that takes care of one issue, but it also creates further issues and worries. I dont want Ophelia to have to fight her child to the death just because I wanted to have a dragon cock" said Heather, now shifting both of her hands to hold Ophelia in a protective hug.
Ophelia, on the other hand, had not been listening too well, but managed to figure out the gist from Heather's comment. However, once again her building orgasm was cut short right before she was able to climax. She was even trying her best to not bring attention to herself by stifling her moans. She hadn't realize that even her tail was now super sensitive to Heather's rubbing touch. Somehow her mental acceptance of Heather as her partner had triggered a change in her body's reaction to her touch. Everything on her felt good when touched by Heather, and she slightly wondered if this would somehow become an issue later on, but decided it was a worry for a later time, and resumed her focus in the conversation.
"I also have a solution to that miss Heather. I offer my services as a middle man to you both. I will take the matured dragons with me to the dinention of the magical to either release them where they are best needed or auction them off to the highest bidder. Dragon's meat is actually a delicacy in some parts, so they should fetch you a high price. I will convert the sales into useable money for you, while keeping 30% for my self. I can even share some of their meat with you idmf you would like" proposed Beldazarr.
Heather was not satisfied. Horrified at the thought of eating what basically could be considered her own children. However Ophelia had a different thought. And just when Heather was about to refuse the offer, Ophelia spoke up first.
"I would appreciate that if you could. However I truly think Heather would be very, very against it because she would feel attachment to the babies. A large part of me also dislikes the thought of eating my own offspring. So I ask you to not include that part of the deal, and to not bring it up in front if us again if you could. I really dislike seeing Heather this upset" Ophelia demanded with an unexpected level of coldness. Her happy personality from earlier seemingly disappeared entriely, being replaced by this new one. One look at her face was enough to know she was dead serious.
Heather, startled by Ophelia's sudden change in demeanor, was a bit scared. While she honestly felt quite touched that Ophelia had worried this much about her, enough that she personally eliminated the cause of her disgust. Heather couldn't shake the worry that this protective nature Ophelia apparently aquired with her dragon half, could cause an issue sometime in the future. With her current look, Heather felt that Ophelia wouldn't even hesitate to kill anyone who threatened to harm those close to her.
Even Beldazarr felt the pressure suddenly change to become a bit hostile towards himself. Apparently he had accidently nearly crossed a line never should be crossed. He may be a powerful Djinn, but even he still could be slightly intimidated by this girl. Dragons were powerful existances. And a Djinn without a Master/Mistress to provide wishes for was often no match for them in direct combat. Even though Ophelia was not a full dragon, her latent power was not to be overlooked. He would ultimatly win if they were to fight seriously 99% of the time. But never before he took a serious injury or two at least. And there was always some chance that he could lose. However the biggest issue was that she was his current Mistress. She could simply wish for his doom, and he would half to grant it. Deciding to not push her further for something as trivial as this, "my apologies Mistress, I shan't speak of it further until you ask of it."
Immediately satisfied, Ophelia calmed back down and returned to her happy demeanor. The sudden change in the room' atmosphere was really unsettling for both Heather and Beldazarr. Both secretly agreed to themselves to never piss her off.
Heather was the first to speak again. "Anyways, I guess I don't mind as long as you promise to not butcher them, but sell them to a proper home. And maybe if I could get a bit of Ophelia's dragon mentality towards this thing, it could help. I believe you would know best out of all of us, and I think you are not trying to decieve us in any way either. So I think it is just my mindset as an ignorant human about the matter. So if I can get some help dealing with that, I think I will be ok. Afterall, if we kept one of them forcably, then they almost certainly would try to kill me I suppose."
"Not try to, they would easily kill you. A dragon is a supreme apex level hunter. Once they find a target, rarely does it ever live" corrected Beldazarr. "However they serve as a natural deterrent for many bad things, so they are quite useful if placed strategically in certain areas on highly magical worlds" Beldazarr stated, once again trying to appeal to his Mistress so she would take the deal. Heather was not wrong in thinking he was not out to decieve them. But he had a lot to gain out of this aggrement, so he still tried his best to secure himself a sizeable bonus in a way everyone benefitted.
"Okay, I think I know what to wish for" began Ophelia. "I wish Heather would grow the fully functional, cock and balls of a dragon male. And also, that she can swap them in and out with her human pussy as she wishes, but she no longer consideres her pussy to be her default. Everyone in the world for except me, her, Beldazarr, and anyone we permit, will think Heather always had a dragon cock and balls, and it is completely normal. She is still considered a human female too by society. Her penis also is a perfect size and shape for my pussy. Her balls produce excessive amounts of cum too, which require her to be emptied at least once daily."
Heather, happy but a little concerned with how Ophelia made her prefer having a cock and balls instead of her pussy, felt her legs shift a part slightly, as her truly massive testicles dropped out of her pussy, each easily the size of a softball. An interesting feature she noted was that her scrotum was hairless, and extremely smooth. She had seen pictures before of what it looked like, and she expected to have a wrinkly, hary sack too. But her smooth, hairless sack was way more preferable to her, so she wasn't complaining. She then felt her clit, which was soon to become her cock rapidly expanded, now easily 5" in diameter and almost 8" long. However it was not done there. Her engorged clit's top split down the center, becomming a hollow tube, which would become Heather's new sheath. She watched as her cock finally began pushing out from her clit, entirely red and very sensitive. It grew to almost 2 feet long, its gland was fairly wider than the her shaft too, and even came to a point at its tip.
"I also wish that even though she has a penis and testicles, Heather will not produce any additional testosterone. She will keep the same hormonal levels as her human femal self. I don't wish for her to become a man. I just want her to be able to impregnate me properly and enjoy herself while having sex with me. In addition to that though, I wish that Heather also gained the same dragon influenced mentality I have about our offspring, so that she feels better suited for what happens. I also wish Heather had the same level of endurance as I do for sex, and that she is capable of having numerous orgasms. I wish that I loved her cock, balls, and her seman's taste. And that I also was a 99% lesbian in both body and mind who only found Heather's and my pussy, cock and balls to be attractive. Any other pussy, cock, and/or balls would be udderly repulsive to me unless Heather says otherwise. Finally, I wish that Heather's wardrobe was now full of customized outfits suited for her new cock and balls to be both comfortable and possibly displayed appropriately. Maybe she could have a few pairs of sexy lingerie for her balls or something to wear when we are alone together?"
"As you wish Mistress" Beldazarr happily said, knowing she had accepted his deal. The two of them were going to be rich in the near future, and he will gain a lot of prestige and superiority over his competition for sucessfully securing what should be a consistent flow of dragon hatchlings. Beldazarr once again bowed and returned to his lamp to wait for either his Mistress's next set of wishes, or to collect her hatchlings, whichever came first.
"So, how does it feel to know you now exist to cover this wonderful cock?" Heather asked, slipping into her dom personality once again.
Now noticing that Ophelia who unsurprisingly, had gotten extremely horny. And for the last few minutes, purely from the anticipation of getting fucked by Heather's massive cock, was now sitting in a literal puddle of her own juices (the bed couldn't absorbe them faster than she produced them, so they pooled in the low area her body made), fingering herself, or at least trying to. She was still new to her body, even if she now only wanted to be identified as a lesbian anthro-dragon women, who loved only her own and her partners pussy, cock, balls, and seman.
Seeing that sight before her. Heather simply smiled, pulled her hair behind her back, and leaned over. Using only her mouth, she slowly started to drink up all the cum from Ophelia's 2"deep puddle. Heather didn't really know why she felt like doing it. But something in her mind had made her want to consume every last drop of it. She knew it already tasted amazing, so she didn't even think twice about it and "dove" right in. Her mouth resting less than an inch from Ophelia's flooding slit. Her tongue occasionally slipping out to giver her a teasing lick it.
It only took a minute to drink all of it up, since Ophelia was no longer gushing out her pure white pussy juices at the same rate.
"Wait a minute! Why was her pussy's lubricating juices pure white? They were clear before" thought Heather. Something had finally clicked in Heather's mind.
"Hey, something is wrong Ophelia. This liquid from your pussy should be clear, and not this white color" said Heather now scooping up a bit of the liquid to show Ophelia.
"Heather, it's because that didn't come from my pussy. It's my breastmilk. You see, my tits have finally filled up to their limit, so it started leaking out durring our concersation. But it really started to flow when I saw your new cock and got horny. Dont get me wrong, I am horny as fucking hell right now and my pussy is seriously soaking wet, but I am not that wet to form that a deep puddle" laughed Ophelia, seeing a rarely embarrassed Heather.
"Right. Of course its breastmilk. Ughh I can be an idiot sometimes" chuckled Heather in a somewhat self mocking fashion.
"Dont worry about it too much" Ophelia said as she leand over to kiss Heather.
"I am sure it is there for you to drink anyways you know? I can just say I made this batch specifically for your mouth only. And since I have no hatchlings yet to breastfeed, I have decided that my breastmilk is entriely all for you" teased Ophelia with a happy smile. "Now this sexy bitch has been eyeing that handsome cock for a while now. And it is about time I make my dominant girlfriend feel good too."
With that said, Ophelia began taking the cock in her mouth. Her long tongue wrapping around and around the entire length of the shaft. It was so long in fact that she was able to pleasure Heather's balls with it too. Cupping then, fondling them, stroking them. All with only using her tongue. Both of her hands were planted firmly beneath her.
The blowjob was amazing. Heather didn't even know this level of pleasure was even possible. It had been far more pleasureable than anything she ever did with her pussy. She started to wonder how Ophelia learned to be this good at sucking dick. She aparently was secretly a master at orally pleasuring a cock.
It only had been 1 minute and Heather was having her first orgasm. Feeling her balls and shaft stiffen, Heather began pumping out over a gallon of seman down Ophelia's throat. The feeling was pure bliss for her. What was more amazing though is that Ophelia never let a single drop exit her mouth. She had expertly swallowed everything, even the precum. Furthermore, she didn't even stop. She even increased her speed, as if she was not satisfied making Heather cum just once in her mouth and was desperately trying to get her off again.
Right as she was a out to cum a second time. Ophelia stopped. And looking up into Heather's eyes, grinned. "A little payback. Its your turn to feel unsatisfied, hehe."
Heather however, was not even listening. Her testicles ached and the feeling was horible. She now knew the true pain of being blue balled. "Im sorry, I wont do it to you again. Just let me cum" cried Heather.
"Huh? Oh shit sorry." Said Ophelia, realizing what she did. She didn't mean to do it right before Heather was about to cum. She just wanted to tease her a bit. Since she had edged her a few times. However she was always still building up to it, and never lost the horneyness. Plus a part of her submissive nature actually somewhat enjoyed having her orgasms under Heather's control. However, she had stopped right at the last second for Heather. She knew the pain because she oncd tried in with herself when she was still Drake. She had lasted only 2 seconds before she gave in.
Imediatly plunging the cock deep into her mouth, Ophelia was met with another gallon of delicious seman pumping down her throat. She truely loved its taste, thanks to her wish. She happily drank down all of it. Well, that was until her stomach filled up entirely and could not fit a drop more. The excess seman began spraying out her mouth. Mixing with the new pool of breastmilk which had formed underneath her once again. Their bed was now officially completely ruined beyond repair.
Being reminded of her breastmilk, Heather reached a hand towards Ophelia's H-cups. Grabbing ahold of one of her long teats, she began to gently tug on it. She had never milked anything before, and didnt know what to do. But she was soon rewarded with a long streem of milk shooting out of Ophelia's left tit. Ophelia, while still with a cock down her throat, felt imense pleasure comming frok her left tit. So much so that he uncontrollably moaned, which only made a few cum bubbles flow out her mouth.
Using her tongue, she licked Heather's cock clean. Not missing a single inch. She even fished out the cum which dripped into her sheath. Quickly grabbing the lamp, she made her wish before Beldazarr even began to speak.
"I wish we both could dring an infinite amount of our own and each others body fluids, and thatbl neither of us would not become disfigured because of it."
Simply nodding while reading the mood. Beldazarr returned to the lamp.
Happy she now could take everything, Ophelia leaned her head down and began slurping up what cum she missed with her tongue. Heather also joined her, repositioning herself directly under Ophelia. With her head facing her H-cups and her cock just below her pussy. As Ophelia continued to lapped up the cum, Heather attached her lips to Ophelia's right uppermost teat and began sucking, feeling the endless stream of milk enter her mouth. She also plunged her cock deep into Ophelia's pussy and began thrusting.
Overwhelming pleasure assaulted Ophelia's mind. All she could think to do was cry out in extacy. Panting heavily as Heather continued pounding and sucking her. Ophelia's tongue just dangled loosly out of her mouth, a few inches above the bed. Drool and cum dripping from both it and her mouth. She was also matching Heather's thrusts.
Neither were in any state of mind to realize it, but Heather's cock had a special feature. Durring her thrusting, she had successfully knotter the 2 of them together. And now that she had plugged up her vagina, he released her biggest load yet. It shot directly into Ophelia's womb easily since Heather's pointed head had easily penetrated her cervix. Both cried out in ecstacy and Heather even fainted, now hanging limp underneath Ophelia, milk raining down on her unconscious face while her hips simply hung dangling in the air by her cock., which was trapped inside Ophelia's pussy.
Ophelia felt the sudden added weight. Looking down, she saw a passed out Heather. After licking clean the droplets of milk and drool from her face, she moved to get up so she could clean up a bit. However, she finally noticed that her pussy still was stuffed with cock. Reaching her hand back, she gave Heather's cock a tug, only to feel her own pussy go with it. Know understanding that they would by attached for a while by her knott, Ophelia wrapped her arms around Heather's torso, while using her tongue to cradled her head. Once she felt Heather was secured enough, Ophelia began flapping her wings, lifting them up off the bed and flew them both to the bathtub so she could wash them both clean.