You wake up early the next morning getting dressed in your most business like attire, and telling Galadriel, Catherine, and Mikaela that you would be back later, you set out for the auction you were suddenly invited to that was for herms and futanari only.
Arriving there by wing flight you show the front guard the invitation and included entry pass, then you head inside and see many males naked as the day they were born, but they smelled funny, approaching one who's ass shook like a jello mold, the sign next to him says he and all others for sale at this venue have been chemically castrated, PERMANENTLY. Oh my! (Girly Giggling), What did you boys do to deserve this? Heheheh!
An auction official approaches and the now identifiable extremely well endowed fox herm says, These male humans were once womanizers, drug dealers, human traffickers, woman abusers etc, They have been rendered sterile penis wise, only the womb attached to their rectum is fertile.
You are shocked but it turns into anger, before the fox lady sees your magic flaring visibly, and, holds a bowl of dragon nip under your nose, you calm immediately and she comes up and french kisses you, MMMMM! you moan out, grabbing the obviously milfy foxes fat breeder ass, yanking her crotch against yours, can we be private somewhere here? She says, names Jessica, and yes upstairs left side while she gropes your left breast.
You pick her up bridal style and carry her up the extra wide staircase and take first open room placing her on the bed on her side, you open your skirt shorts combination pants, drop them to the floor and slide off your herm panties, loosing your huge rock hard cock, and watermelon sized balls, you tell her to undress and to flip over doggystyle and she does so, when your prepped you enter her tight milfy fox pussy and plow her to looking fucked stupid, and after she has orgasmed twelve times, you push your horse shaped knotted dragon cock through her cervix into her fertile womb and the first nearly molasses thick spurt of cum issues forth into her fertile belly, yet as your orgasm continues you smell a sweet scent coming from her, realization dawn's instantly, She's in heat!, No DEEP heat and OVULATING, well she did smell like she was recently widowed, and far too early for that matter, she isn't even old enough to have had more than at most one litter of twelve year olds.
You ask her as you continue impregnating your bitch, You we're made a widow recently weren't you Jessica?, and I mean no more than twelve years prior. Yes he was so young he died eleven years ago, a month before their first birthday in a car accident, his skull, torso, and left leg were crushed instantly on impact with the oncoming hyper freighter semi truck! She says, bawling her eyes out into your cleavage. You hold her to you as the dam of pent up sorrow self loathing and sadness pours itself out like a river between your colossal tits. It's gonna be okay baby, You will live with me and my first three mates, take this ring and put it on hide it from nobody, your my woman now, you help the shaking distraught vixen put her uniform back on and return to the venue holding hands as mates. She kisses you thanking you for being her new mate and comforting her, Jessica returns to her duties and you go back to the male you were eyeing earlier and say, I'm buying this one out outright. You hand the auctioneer your briefcase and after he has taken the slaves cost and his fee from it he hands it back saying your good to go.
Have fun now, he says, nodding you return to collect your slave, and lifting him onto your shoulder you and your fox mate return home.
You get home and magically conjure a french maids maternity outfit directly on his body, when he sees the outfit he begins to cuss you out and swear profanely in arabic demanding to be immediately returned to his home and dressed only in the finest arabian fabrics, magically translating your voice you reply saying, Are you quite finished, SLAVE?, He responds in an angry tone yelling, HOW DARE YOU ADDRESS ME AS ANYTHING LESS THAN MASTER YOU UGLY UNWORTHY PEASANT! THAT was your last string of restraint, before you grabbed his arrogant self by the face in your rage and fury, lifting him by it and clenching your fist while roaring in primal rage, then beginning to hear his skull crack, he yells out STOP!, PLEASE HAVE MERCY!, I SUBMIT MISTRESS!, he is now bawling his eyes out, you having made him feel true FEAR course through his entire body so greatly he relieved himself uncontrollably on himself, making him fear dying by having his skull crushed in it's inferiority.
You drag him to the bedroom by his face smoke billowing from your draconic nostrils like clouds, your three mates are pale with fear at seeing you and your babies begin crying feeling your enraged mood, you drop your slave in the center of the bedroom door giving him a glare that promised death if he tried to escape, you turn around and soften your mood greatly comforting your crying children, you then turn to and tell your slave in a whisper, Look at what you've done, look at my crying upset children, my mates whom I sleep with who now cower at their dominants mood and fear me more than death himself you arrogant piece of filth! I don't care about your past, it will no longer matter to you or so help me I will reach back into the old west and hang you by your neck till dead! Am I Clear, you growl out in a snarl. He comes to his senses in the height of fear, now knowing he is dealing with a dragoness who's young have been disturbed and made to cry.
He stutters out in fear, I-I-I-I Un-nnn-nderst-t-t-t-tand my mistress. I will never make you this ang-g-g-gry ag-g-g-gain Mistress. I am your humb-b-b-ble sla-aaaa-v-v-v-ve!
You order him, Clean yourself up, get showered and quickly, do not strain the tenuous grip I have on my fury! At once mistress, he squeeks feebly and quickly showers himself clean. You tell him, A fresh uniform should be hanging next to the sink.
Put. It. On! He does so rapidly and is out in moments. You address your mates, Take the children, go out to eat entertain yourselves, and find a good hotel to sleep at, I do not want you in this house until dawn itself has come tomorrow. Galadriel your first mate says it will be done my love, they gather your offspring into their strollers and leave quickly knowing not to linger longer than necessary.
You tell your slave your new name is Markus and that is final. Yes mistress he replies. Strip!, You tell him, he does so in short order and is on the bed doggystyle. Spread. Them. Now! You snarl, getting immediate compliance, your erection, at full mast is forced into his ass, your colossal superior cum tanks bashing and bruising his worthless now just for show orbs, when you forcibly shove your knot inside tying him to you having forced his recently forced upon him uterus and ovaries into heat and to ovulate you shift to full size feral dragon after injecting him with your magic venom, a bright orange glow envelopes him moments later and flashes blinding for a second before revealing his new form to be a six foot tall huge breasted earth magic kobold. You only got a third in size bigger so, you lay down atop her and emit an aura of hostility through the house for the rest of the night.
To be continued...................