Gasping after unrestrained mating and struggling for a moment of clarity and mede of the cloud of lust and scent of sex, you hear you and your reptilian partner staggering footsteps down the hall. Looks like her noisy party attracted a new guest.
the silhouette of the one who belonged to the steps was now in sight, a woman, broad features, brown hair, the remains of a ponytail hanging down her back, she was wearing a tattered lab coat and ripped pants revealing a layer of scales climbing up her legs. knees and his absence of shoes showed his feet completely transformed into lizard claws.
A slight lustful growl is heard from Andrea's throat and she seems ready for a second round. Andrea... or what Andrea used to be, she approaches the human female with grace and swagger, inducing temptation from the unfocused girl. She brings one of her nipples closer to her mouth and turns her head towards you with a tempting devilish grin on her reptilian snout and lifting her tail up to reveal her wet cloaca to your eyes.
Your mind was still fuzzy and the musk made your body act on instincts, your mate, breed... not DOMINATE, you need You overpowered your pack.
You launch yourself at your partner and the "new guest", driven by her most primal instincts and a cloud of pheromones.
With your voluminous lizardman body you hold the already claimed lizardwoman and rip what remains of the human's clothes almost completely transformed into a lizardwoman and looking at your erect rods with lust. You push both females onto your two cocks and bite on Andrea's nipple, lick and suck on the sweet alligator milk and then let go and stick your tongue into the other female and seal her mouth with her snout. making it grow and develop, complete the transformation and consummate your "possession".
with each one in your hands you move them at your wild rhythm and penetrating into the depths of your two treasures, your blood boiled, your heart did not stop beating, growls and whistles fruits of wild mating, you could feel their bodies and yours pinking scales with scales and occasional licking mind lovers. Without realizing that on your head, horns emerged over time, two large ones on each side, four adjacent small ones and two tiny ones above the eyebrows, giving a sensation of a crown.
You haven't lost your judgment yet, but your instincts dulled any rational thought in a cloud of confusion and lust, thinking about your scaly females, raising them to lay your eggs, grow your pack, be their master, their alpha... no, to be the king!
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p.s:I apologize for my poor narrative, but I did not want this "thread" of "The Reptilian Apocalypse" to be completely abandoned and, inserting in this route a possible option of "lizard king" seemed interesting to me.
Whoever reads this feel free to "rewrite" this idea if he wants.
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