Caught Egg-Laying: The Masturbation-Addicted Dragon's Shame
Karia still hadn't noticed me. Her legs were splayed wide left and right, and she was roughly tormenting the delicate spot that demanded careful handling with her hands. Her once pure white, tightly sealed labia majora had turned bright red. Even her prized red locks had darkened to pitch black, yet her pubic hair burned a fiery crimson. Stray pubes littered the bed and floor in a messy scatter, proof this wasn't a one- or two-time affair.
“Huuuht…♡ Eung! Eung! Huuuuuh♡”
Whoa.
It was my first time seeing her manhandle her pussy so viciously, like she was ripping it apart. I'd caught Evelyn masturbating due to her mana circles, but there was no comparing the raw ferocity. Her climax was over the top too… Her hips bucked wildly, shaking the bed like it might shatter. Thighs rippling with quivering muscles, her tail gone limp like melted slime… A sour stench stabbed my nose as fluids gushed from her twitching slit.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from Karia's body.
That…!
Then I spotted it. Her inner lips parting wider and wider until something popped out from inside.
“Huh, huuaaaang!”
Karia let out a scream like a woman wracked by childbirth agony! I rushed over and positioned myself right in front of her pussy. She snapped to at the sound of my presence, her eyes bulging wide.
“Huh? You!… Ah, eyepatch! Don't loooook! Ugrrrgh♡”
I pressed my palm firmly against her lower belly, and pussy juice squirted out in bursts as an egg the size of two fists popped free. I caught it in my hand and let out a sigh of relief.
“Nearly let a precious ingredient roll across the floor.”
Karia stared dazedly between her legs. She yanked the blanket over herself, her face twisting in horror…
“Uuuuuh… You saw it again… Huuu, huwaaaang!”
She burst into loud, heaving sobs.
Female dragons have a tradition of taking as their lifelong mate any outsider who witnesses their egg-laying. There's no need to cling to such obscure customs from their old worlds in the Tower World, but uprooting deeply ingrained habits and mindsets isn't easy.
In that sense, Karia was furious at the idea of binding herself forever to some human male she barely knew—Han Do-yoon—as her husband. She couldn't accept it. She'd been conquered on a floor far above her own lowly level by this idiot, lost her virginity, been licked all over like a plaything, treated like a sex slave, and had her sacred womb defiled by lowly human semen.
“I haaaate it!”
Every time she recalled that moment, revulsion surged up. Yet at the same time, her crotch grew slick with the unfamiliar pleasure she'd felt then. Just water touching her feet felt like that man's tongue slipping between her toes; putting anything in her mouth choked her with memories of his cock forced down her throat.
…Karia knew she was beautiful. Worlds apart as their origins might be, a half-dragon like Karia Redheart could make any male go into heat. She'd taken the lustful stares devouring her thighs and cleavage for granted—inevitable, nothing to think about. Male desire for her was like a dragon's craving for jewels, gold, and glittering treasures.
…But after the violation, it changed. Those casual gazes now ignited arousal and ecstasy. She fantasized about being pinned by the hairy homeless bum from the tavern and raped. About mounting a dwarf up to her navel and grinding her hips.
…It wasn't just men. Even glances from other females made her nipples stiffen and ovulation hit. So Karia had become half a wreck. The endless waves of ovulatory urges and insatiable lust struck without warning. She'd challenged the tower to overcome it, but couldn't focus on her specialty—fire magic—and botched it badly.
…After that, Karia had holed up at home. Mornings, she'd wake and grind her nipples raw against the coarse bedsheets. By lunch—after a late breakfast—she'd vow to live better than yesterday and go for a walk, only to spot a passing dwarf's thick legs and get aroused. Evenings, she'd lose control of her boiling lust and plunge into her pussy.
…She knew she had to stop this life. But she was addicted to masturbation and couldn't quit.
This… it's all that bastard's fault! Han Do-yuuuun!
Every night, she dreamed of him. Memories of being drugged and forced to ovulate. Over time, the emotion it stirred… was happiness. Waking from those dreams to her pathetic self left her depressed and lonely.
…But she refused to seek him out in Gehenna. That would feel like admitting he was her husband. And yet… he'd appeared right before her eyes. While she was lost in thoughts of him, mid-egg-laying. Not drugged, but masturbating to climax, showing him her wretched state.
S-such… humiliation!
Humiliation turned to mortal shame, and the tears burst forth. Mixed with a hint of joy at seeing him…
Though she'd never imagined reuniting like this.
“Huaaaang♡ Th-that's enouuuugh! L-let me reeeest♡♡♡”
I'd only stroked her hair to comfort her pitiful sobbing. But whatever sex spot that triggered, her belly churned and she came hard with a “heguut,” squirting pussy juice everywhere.
This dragon's totally a masturbation addict now…
My cock throbbed, but I had prior commitments. A man's duty is one woman per night, right? I stowed her unfertilized eggs safely and waited without touching her until she calmed. Still shuddering with “hoggrrgh, aggrrgh,” her nipples hugely swollen, she finally spoke.
“…Wh-what are you doing here?”
“You attacked me, so this time I'm attacking back for revenge.”
“Wh-what…!?”
Karia trembled violently and turned her head, spreading her legs wide. The cum-soaked bedsheets caught my eye… If it was just from this session, maybe, but the stench from repeated squirtings killed even my mood.
“…N-not gonna do it?”
“You. Stink.”
“Wh-wha-what…! Sniff, krrng… D-don't know what you mean?”
“People can't smell their own scent… Sigh. How'd it come to this.”
I flung open the bedroom door. Crimson sunset flooded the filthy room. Karia shielded her eyes even from the glow.
“…If there's a place to wash nearby, go clean up.”
“Who the hell are you to order me around!? Get out of my house!”
I grabbed her engorged nipples and clit, dragging her outside.
“Hgak! Heup! Huaaaang! I-I'm talking to yoooou♡”
“Before I chain you in a dairy farm as a breeding cow, act human if you want human treatment. You pervy masturbation-addict dragon.”
Th-that sounds kinda good♡
She panted at the eviction but grudgingly grabbed clothes and headed to a nearby stream… Meanwhile, I cleaned her filthy house.
How many times did she lay eggs in the meantime? Did I mess up the drug?
Piles of unfertilized eggs in the corner—enough to open a dragon egg stall with her photo, 30 premium eggs for 8,900 gold… I quietly inventoried them and set out dinner.
…Planned to check status lightly and climb 20th floor together, but in this shut-in wreck state, no way.
I decided to call it here for today. Looking forward to a human-like Karia tomorrow, I returned to Summer's Grand Triangle.
Early morning.
…I gazed at Evelyn's back as she primped at the vanity. My teacher, pins in her mouth, fixing her hair.
Our eyes met in the mirror, sharing a moment. Well, mine were glued to her naked body's jiggling tits and smooth, hairless armpits.
“You climbed to the 20th floor in one go yesterday?”
“…Good gear helped.”
“How'd you handle the mana efficiency issue?”
“Alchemy would've been ideal, but… I found another solution.”
“An alchemist shouldn't fixate on alchemy alone. You did well. Always broaden your horizons.”
“My eyes can only see Teacher right now.”
She pinned her hair and approached. Alternating glances at my raging erection and my eyes, she slicked lotion on her hand and gripped my shaft.
“Get ready to help with my research soon.”
“Memory alteration? Memory collection, right? Starting from the hypothesis that traces of past visitors linger in the mana, since trial floors aren't recreated fresh every time.”
“Exactly… If it's as I suspect, tower residents could share strategies among themselves.”
I doubted the tower would allow it… Unless that 'star' breaking the rules intervened.
Her lotion-slick hand pumped my shaft fast. Reading my expressions, she pinpointed pleasure spots. Fingering my balls, teasing my sensitive asshole with her index… Soon she was grinning, hooked on the fun.
“Ugh…♡”
“Feels pretty good, huh? Your hips are bucking.”
“Because it's Teacher's hand…”
“Not teacher, but master?”
“C-cumming!”
White fluid erupted from my tip in thick spurts! As it dribbled between thumb and forefinger, Evelyn—knowing my usual load—hurriedly engulfed it like chugging foamy beer.
“Mmmph! Mmph!”
I finally unleashed the building orgasm. Her mouth filled to overflowing; as she tried to pull away, I grabbed her head and buried her in my crotch. My tip stabbed her throat, her reflexively clenching gullet vacuuming my urethra with a sloooorp. Her loach-like lips kissed my root, heightening the bliss.
“Huuup! Huuuup! Hoooowup!”
She slapped my thighs begging release, but I held firm… The second wave hit, semen even leaking from her nose. Her made-up face turned messy in seconds, glistening with tears and sweat. Her mouth smeared white.
“Ahek, hek, huuk, you, *cough*… treating me like a tool again… Sniff, *sniffle*…♡”
I used her thigh as a pillow, smearing dripping cum on her face, and asked:
“If a strong, fierce woman breaks down, how do you pick her back up?”
“Krup… Mmm… *slurp*.”
Evelyn just licked my shaft clean.
“Won't tell, I'll fuck you.”
She nipped my glans hard enough to sting and said:
“Plant a… goal in her…♡”