Portrait Of A Horny Dragon On Fire

This is the beginning of an erotic novella that I am writing. You could download it on Android and read it on the bus, or read it in your browser if it supports it. Text is explicit, images are not, you have been warned.

Chapter One: Cleaning

Early in the morning the sun rose like it always did and it selfishly demanded that every dragon in the world should be aware of its existence. Beams of light were spread throughout the city of Vanhoover like a plague forcing every sleeping resident that didn’t take precautions against the sunbeams to awaken.

Sugar was one of those dragons who had taken precautions against the sunbeams by placing a black face mask over her face. Her pink scales were warmed by the sunbeams that had entered her room through her window, but they only served to make her sleep more comfortable than it already was as she dreamt of her beloved Sir Phobos caressing her body with the dragon claws that he didn’t have in real life.

In her dreams Sir Phobos wasn’t a 48-year-old unicorn who had raised her since she was 8, he was a handsome 48-year-old dragon superhero just like she was, and instead of being partners she was his rival in crime-fighting.

“Are you getting slow in your old age? I bet you can’t even satisfy your wife anymore,” Sugar sleepily murmured as she dreamt of the dragon superhero caressing her body gently before he roughly penetrated her. At that moment Sir Phobos, who usually woke up long before the sunbeams flooded the city, walked into the room and heard Sugar moaning his name.

He wasn’t an idiot. He was fully aware of the lust that Sugar felt for him, but he assumed that she would eventually find another target for her libido. She had no shortage of admirers from both the males and females in the city that could offer her far more years of happiness than an old unicorn like him ever could. He had to think about what was best for her, not what was best for him.

“Sugar, it is time to wake up,” Sir Phobos said to the pink dragon as he prodded her with his hooves. “No, let me sleep,” Sugar murmured. Sir Phobos was tempted to let her rest for a few more minutes, but her moistening blankets and sheets made him believe that she would be grateful if she was woken up before her sheets became dirtied with more than the sweat covering her body.

“You need to wake up, Sugar,” he prodded her again, harder than he had before and she still stubbornly refused to wake up. She was becoming more sweaty and her hand quickly moved to stroke her moistening slit through her white panties. Whatever was happening in her dreams was clearly exciting her.

Sir Phobos decided to take drastic measures to avoid seeing the dragon orgasm, and he pushed her harder than he had before. She was pushed out of her bed by the unicorn and she landed on her floor with a very undignified thud. Her eyes opened and she grumbled to herself as she removed her sleeping mask

“I was having the most wonderful dream,” Sugar said to the unicorn. “Yes, I can see quite clearly how wonderful that dream must have been,” Sugar’s eyes seemed to grow to the size of dinner plates and she blushed when she realized that her hand was still inside of her underwear stroking her engorged clitoris.

“Umm, I’m going to take a shower now. If you don’t want to join me you should probably leave,” Sir Phobos nodded his head, but he didn’t leave. Instead, he walked up to Sugar’s bed and removed the dirty linens with a speed that few unicorns were able to match. He removed every sheet and blanket from the bed while Sugar watched him, knowing that he didn’t appreciate her help when he was doing a task.

He folded Sugar’s linens into a ball on the floor, and with a quick motion he positioned the ball onto his back like a workhouse might have done in an era where unicorns like him were seen as nothing more than slaves to their lazy dragon owners. He turned around with the ball of laundry on his back and he walked out of the room to wash Sugar’s sheets. Once he was gone, Sugar finally pulled her moist hand away from her genitalia as she took a moment to reflect on the mildly uncomfortable thoughts about why seeing her unicorn father-figure doing her laundry made her so horny.

She stood up and removed her soaked panties, sliding them down her legs like she did every morning. She tossed the wet undergarments into a basket in a corner of the room with aim that would make a professional basketball player jealous. She walked up to her dresser and pulled open a drawer, revealing the garments inside of it. She wasn’t planning on leaving her apartment that day so she wasn’t planning on wearing anything that she would wear outside of her home. If Sir Phobos wasn’t so uncomfortable with her nudity she wouldn’t cover up at all on her lazy days when she didn’t need to worry about work.

She pulled out a white bra covered with black spades and she hugged it tightly to her chest. Sir Phobos had bought a similar bra for her when her breasts had started to develop. She remembered the day very clearly for mostly the wrong reasons. Sir Phobos had no idea how her teenage body functioned, and years later he remained mostly clueless. All that he knew was that girls had breasts, and girls with breasts needed bras, so when he saw that she had breasts he brought her to a store so that he could buy her a bra.

She placed the bra and a pair of clean white panties on her dresser, then she walked into her private bathroom that was connected to her bedroom. She turned on the shower head and waited for the water to warm up before she stepped inside. The feeling of warm water caressing her body and washing away her sweat was a very welcome sensation.

She closed her eyes and simply enjoyed the feeling of the warm water for a few seconds. When she opened her eyes and prepared to clean her body properly with soap she saw a familiar figure floating above her toilet.  Saffire, her pink-scaled ghost dragon friend, had arrived to watch her scrub herself, like she always did. The lustful look on her face when she watched her had always reminded Sugar of a hungry tiger.

She imagined herself on a safari in Africa. She would be comfortably guided and kept safe by her guide as she looked out at the many animals that she didn’t normally get to see. The gazelles galloping across the plains, the zebras grazing on the grass, and the proud lions hunting for their prey.

A lion locked eyes with her and licked her lips. The lion had decided what her next meal would be and nothing would stop that hungry lion from eating what it wanted. It ran towards her like an arrow zooming towards a target and Sugar’s guide was terrified but prepared for such an event. He pulled out a rifle and fired it at the beast, striking it in the shoulder, but the beast continued running, completely ignoring the trail of blood it was leaving behind.

It tackled the guide and wrestled the gun from his hands, tossing it to the side effortlessly. Then, the hungry lion looked at Sugar as though she were the tastiest treat in the entire world and the most desirable prey she would ever hunt in her entire life.

The hungry lion pinned Sugar to the ground as the helpless guide could do nothing to help her aside from running away and getting someone else to help, knowing full well that when he returned Sugar would likely be dead or seriously injured. The beast started her meal by pressing her tongue against Sugar’s moistening slit and taking a good, long, and rough taste.

The fluids filled the lion’s mouth as Sugar whimpered. She was both terrified and excited at what the lion would do to her. The lion licked the moist slit until she had her fill of Sugar’s juices, then she unlatched her jaw like a snake would, which Sugar was fairly certain would only happen in her most perverted fantasies, and she swallowed Sugar whole, allowing her to dissolve inside of the lion’s stomach and nourish her for future hunts.

The panting of a horny ghost dragon made Sugar remember that she wasn’t in Africa, she was in her shower with her two fingers furiously thrusting inside of her pussy being watched by a ghost dragon that was doing the exact same thing.

“Sugar,” the ghost dragon moaned as she pleasured herself. If it were possible to touch the ghost dragon or to be touched by her, Sugar might have invited her into the shower with her, but since it wasn’t possible both of them were content to watch each other reach their own orgasms.

They both quickened their pace as Saffire continued to fantasize about Sugar, while Sugar herself was thinking about her beloved Sir Phobos finally thrusting inside of her. They climaxed together while shouting the names of their dream lovers.

“That was a nice shower,” Sugar said to herself before she turned off the water and stepped out of her tub. Saffire watched her as she grabbed a towel and used it to completely dry herself off. When she was finished she rolled her towel up so that it resembled a rope and used it to clean her bottom in a similar way that she would use floss to clean her teeth.

“Wait, stop that! I want to, umm, try something! If that’s alright with you… I hope it is,” Saffire quickly hid her face with her hands, looking at Sugar nervously through a crack between her fingers. Sugar smiled and stopped what she was doing to reassure her friend that she could try anything that she wanted to try with her.

“You can try whatever you want. What do you want to try?” Saffire uncovered her face and grinned widely at Sugar. She quickly raced towards Sugar’s towel and disappeared. Sugar was confused for a moment until the towel started floating. It floated in front of her face as though it was being controlled by an invisible creature.

“I possessed this towel. I’m sorry if this is strange, but I was, umm, looking at you rubbing the towel on your, er, ass and I really wanted to be the towel. I didn’t think that this would work but it does and, uh, could I, er, rub myself against your, er, y-your pussy?” Saffire seemed so nervous about what she was asking, and while Sugar was thinking about how strange the situation was, she couldn’t deny that she was curious as to how it would feel to be touched by a towel possessed by her friend.

“Okay, do it,” the towel immediately wrapped around Sugar’s wrists as though they were handcuffs, then Saffire appeared again in front of her. She floated into another towel and possessed that towel just as she had possessed the first one. She wrapped the towel around Sugar’s legs as tightly as she could, then she possessed a third towel while Sugar lay on the bathroom floor, her hands and feet unable to move to free herself.

“What are you going to do to me?” Sugar asked her friend who had already positioned the towel close to her bum. Her friend didn’t answer her, she simply rolled the towel so that it resembled a rope and positioned it so that one of the ends was touching her anus.

“This was my favorite hole when I was alive. I called it my fun hole. Do you like it when things are inside of here?” Sugar meekly shook her head. Saffire moved the towel away from her anus and stroked her moist pussy.

“Saffire, I didn’t say no, I just haven’t had anything up there before. It’s probably going to be pretty tight,” the towel was forced into Sugar’s pussy and she gasped when she felt a portion of the length of the towel inside of her. Once the towel was sufficiently moistened by juices, Saffire pulled the towel out of her and positioned it again at the entrance to her anus.

“I have it lubricated and ready to go when you are. Just tell me when,” the ghost dragon sounded so excited to finally be able to do something sexual with Sugar. The pink dragon smiled as she thought about how happy her friend would be at the end of their anal adventure.

“I’m ready, do it n-” Sugar was unable to finish her sentence before the towel was shoved inside of her bottom. The towel thrusted furiously in and out of her as though it was a massively long cock made out of fabric. Sugar was gasping for breath and moaning with pleasure and pain as she felt the towel inside of her.

“Sugar, I’m, ah, I think I’m gonna cum!” The ghost was clearly getting excited, and the thrusting speed increased significantly. Sugar was certain that she wouldn’t be able to handle much more of the thrusting.

“I’m cumming!” Sugar felt something warm fill her body and she was terrified of whatever had gone inside of her. The towel was yanked out of her anus and a very wet sound echoed through the bathroom. Sugar could feel some liquid pouring out of her anus, and when she looked at her bottom to see what it was she was horrified to see some kind of glowing green ooze.

“I’m sorry about that, I didn’t know that I could cum. I guess it’s a ghost thing. If you have a ghost baby, can I raise it? I’ll be the best mommy in the world, I just know it!” Sugar meekly nodded her head. She tried her best to hide that she was terrified of the thought of giving birth to Saffire’s ghost baby, although she did think that Saffire would be a good ghost mom.

“Saffire, I need a minute to recover from that. It was pretty intense,” the towel dropped to the floor as Saffire appeared in front of her. She nodded her head and floated away. Unfortunately, Sugar’s hands and feet remained restrained by the towels.

“Can someone help me, please?” The phrasing that she used was very intentional. She wanted somebody to free her, and she knew that Sir Phobos was in her apartment somewhere. She hoped that he would hear her and come to help her, but if he didn’t she would settle for Saffire freeing her.

She heard hooves knocking against the door. She smiled when she saw the door being pushed open and Sir Phobos walked into the bathroom looking as handsome as he usually did. He saw her restrained on the floor of the bathroom with the green glowing fluid still leaking out of her bum. She rolled over so that her pussy was facing him.

“Sir Phobos, your princess is in duress and she needs to be saved. Will her brave knight save her, or will he take advantage of his vulnerable princess?” Sir Phobos stared at Sugar’s moist pussy and engorged clitoris, while Sugar’s eyes were fixated on his growing penis. He was as horny as she was, and she was determined to have him finally penetrate her like she had always wanted him to.

“Your sword is so long, and this dragon needs to be slain so that the princess can be saved,” Sugar remembered the stories that apparently humans would tell of dragons being slain by human knights who would mate with the dragon’s babies when they brought their eggs home. Dragon eggs and dragon concubines were apparently so popular that dragon-humans like her completely replaced the human race in only a century. Most of the reason for that was due to the dragons committing genocide against the human race, but Sugar didn’t want to think about that dark era of dragon history.

“Sugar, you are my greatest love. I adore every inch of your perfect body. There is nothing that I want more at this moment than for us to be together in the most intimate of ways. However, this is wrong, and we both know it. I am like your father, and you are like my daughter. We cannot do this,” Sugar was desperate to convince him to penetrate her. She wouldn’t forgive herself if he walked out of the room without at least some of the fluids in her body on his magnificent unicorn penis.

“Fuck me, like the human kings and peasants fucked their daughters. Make more beautiful daughters with me, and then you can fuck them!” Sugar was pleading with him, and he was struggling with his desires. He wanted nothing more than to fuck her senseless on the floor of that bathroom.

“What about the boys?” Sir Phobos asked Sugar who seemed to seriously think about what her sex-crazed mind would do to their male children or allow to be done to her.

“You can fuck them while they fuck me. Please, put babies in me!” Sugar’s final plea broke the unicorn’s resolve. He couldn’t stop himself from moving to her as quickly as he could and positioning his penis so that he could comfortably enter her. “Do you really want this, Sugar?” The pink dragon nodded her head, and Sir Phobos thrusted powerfully inside of her, forcing his large penis inside of her. Sugar shrieked in pain when she felt his large member.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” Sugar nodded her head and panted heavily. “Y-yeah, I mean, no, but, y-yeah, it hurt, a lot. I just need a minute to get used to it,” she rubbed a part of his shaft that wasn’t completely buried inside of her. “I’ve never had anything this big inside of me before. Are all unicorns this big?” Sir Phobos smiled proudly at Sugar. “You should have seen me when I was a young unicorn and this penis stood even prouder. Even by unicorn standards this penis is above average,” Sugar could feel her heart racing as she thought about what it would feel like when the enormous penis started moving again.

“I’m the luckiest dragon in the world because I get to experience this lovable monster. I just want to kiss him, cuddle him, and sleep with him beside me all night long,” Sir Phobos smiled widely at her, and without warning he leaned in towards her. His lips captured hers in a passionate kiss that she was glad to return. Their two tongues danced furiously together in their mouths, and the unicorn’s hoof moved to stroke her chest lovingly as their tongues battled for dominance.

They soon parted for air, and a line of saliva connected them briefly as they separated. Sugar was more elated than she had ever been in her life, while Sir Phobos was hornier than he had ever been in his life. For more than a decade he had denied himself sex and focused entirely on being a father to the dragon that he had just passionately kissed as though she was his lover while his penis was inside of her. He didn’t care about what was right or what was wrong, all that he cared about was humping his beloved Sugar until he couldn’t thrust into her any longer.

He moved his hips slowly to get Sugar used to the feeling of his length moving inside of her. The dragon’s chest moved up and down as she panted. Sir Phobos wanted to look into her beautiful eyes to see the lewd expressions she was making, but he couldn’t look away from her heaving bosom.

Once he was sure that she was comfortable, he quickened his pace, and then he quickened it again until he was thrusting inside of her at a reasonably quick pace. If he was having sex with a random unicorn he could be rougher, but since he was thrusting into his beloved Sugar who he loved more than anyone else, he knew that he needed to be careful so that he didn’t hurt her.

For a few more moments Sugar was delighted to feel him continuing to thrust into her, and Sir Phobos was delighted to hear his beloved Sugar call out his name as she shook with ecstasy. It didn’t take long for Sugar to climax and cover his penis with her dragon juices, but he continued to thrust into her because he hadn’t reached his own climax. Her body spasmed and Sir Phobos found his penis being squeezed by her flesh walls as her pussy tightened a second time. She had finished climaxing twice before he had even climaxed a single time inside of her.

“Sugar, I am going to cum,” Sugar felt like her head was spinning. All that she knew at that moment was that she loved Sir Phobos, and she wanted him to fuck her for the rest of her life. No penis had ever felt as good inside of her, and no man had ever been as good to her as he had been. 

“I l-love you! I fucking love you!” Sugar shrieked as loudly as she could, nearly deafening the unicorn thrusting into her. Tears filled the unicorn’s eyes when he heard his favorite dragon screaming that she loved him. He quickly kissed her as passionately as he could as they both climaxed together on the floor of the bathroom.

Sugar flopped onto the floor, clearly exhausted by her three orgasms and the excitement of finally fucking her father-figure. Sir Phobos smiled and kissed her on her forehead while telling her that he loved her with all of his heart. He then proceeded to untie her hands and legs. When she was free he positioned her sleeping body onto his back with great difficulty and he carried her to her bed.

He placed the dragon onto her bed as comfortably as he could. He smiled as he looked at the juices dripping from her crotch onto the mattress.

“Sleep well, Sugar, my daughter, my love,” Sir Phobos said to the sleeping dragon. After leaving a final kiss on her forehead, he turned off the lights and left the room, leaving Sugar to dream. If there was one thing that Sugar regretted about the experience it was that she would never be able to enjoy her dreams again, because no dream could ever be better than what she had experienced with Sir Phobos.

Chapter 2: Family

“Come on, little brother, I’m boredy-bored and I want to play,” the pink-scaled dragon’s sugary-sweet voice made the purple-scaled dragon, known as Ekips, wish that he wasn’t her brother so that he wouldn’t feel guilty about the things that he wanted to do with her.

“We’re adults now, we don’t play,” Ekips had just turned 18 the day before, while Manko, his sister, had turned 19 a week earlier. He was sure that his sister was still a virgin like he was because she had never shown any interest or knowledge about sex, beyond the fact that she thought that it was gross.

“There must be some adult games that we can play together. Ooooh! I’ll look up adult games right now!” Manko grinned as wide as she could. Ekips hated the devious smile on her face because whenever she had that look on her face it resulted in a problem that he would need to fix. 

“Sis, wait! Don’t-” Ekips tried to stop his sister from running out of the room as quickly as she could to the family computer downstairs, but she was gone before he could finish his sentence. He ran out of the room and chased after her.

When he arrived downstairs he was horrified to see that his sister had already discovered an adult game. On the screen he saw a young black-scaled cartoon dragon having sex with a larger and older dragon with dark blue scales. He definitely did not want to watch his big sister looking at a pornographic animation, and he hoped that she wouldn’t try to make the situation more awkward than it already was.

“Would you like to play these kinds of adult games with me?” Manko seemed so innocent, and the thought of taking advantage of her innocence repulsed Ekips. Yes, he thought about having sex with Manko, but he never seriously considered the possibility of actually having sex with her until that moment. What would their parents think if Manko became pregnant with his child?

“Please, little brother, we never do anything together anymore, and I miss doing things with you. We used to play doctor when we were kids, and you didn't have any issues-wissues seeing me naked or letting me touch you back then. Why is it such a big dealy-deal now?” Manko pleaded with her brother and it was so hard for him to deny her. 

“I’ll go firsty-first,” Manko removed her shirt and revealed her finely developed chest to her little brother who could feel his nose bleeding a little as he gazed at his sister’s large chest. Her extended stomach reminded him of a cute chubby girl in high school that he had a massive crush on, and the innocent smile on her face as she bared her chest made him want to get closer to her so that he could kiss her as passionately as he could. He wanted to show her that he loved her just as much as she loved him, and he could feel his developing young body screaming at him to touch her in ways that he was told that he should never touch his sister.

“Okay, can I see your chesty-chest?” Manko didn’t wait for a response and she walked up to Ekips with the innocence and confidence of a child. She reached down and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, taking a moment to enjoy the feeling of his stomach against her fingers. She loved her brother, and quite often during the past year she had been having very strange dreams about seeing her brother naked in the bath. She dreamed about washing every part of his body with the warm soapy water, and she secretly hoped that once he was naked he would let her wash him like she did in her dreams.

She removed his shirt much more slowly than she had removed her own shirt, and she took a moment to admire his bare chest while he drooled as he ogled her chest like the horny young dragon that he was. The bulge in his shorts got bigger and bigger as he stared at her. Manko looked down at the bulge and she thought about the porn game she had seen online. She wanted to see her brother’s little penis and to feel it inside of her.

Her hands grabbed onto his shorts, and she pulled them to the floor. Only his underwear hid his penis from her and she was determined to remove that barrier. She kneeled down so that she would be able to properly see his penis and she pulled the underwear down to his legs, revealing the small penis that her brother possessed.

“It’s so cutey-cute,” Manko cooed as she stroked the small penis with her fingers as though it was an adorable kitten. Ekips seemed embarrassed by his small penis and Manko felt like it was her duty as his older sister to make him feel better about his small penis.

She kissed the tip of the penis as sweetly as she would kiss her husband on her wedding night. The liquid that was leaking out of the tip and the sweat covering the shaft tasted salty, but even though she preferred sweet treats she would tolerate the salty taste if she made her brother feel just a little bit happier.

“Uh, Manko, do you think you could… suck it, please?” Ekips knew that what they were doing was wrong, but he didn’t care. Manko was the one who stripped him, and Manko was the one who kissed his penis. She wanted to do sexual things with him, and his body was telling him to let her do those things.

Manko smiled and the penis disappeared into her mouth as though it was a sweet candy. It relaxed her to suck on the tiny penis, and it reminded her of when she was a little girl sucking on her mother’s breasts to relax herself before she fell asleep.

Ekips grabbed her horns without thinking, forcing her head to remain where it was as he came into her mouth, filling up her mouth with his semen. The pink dragon was surprised, but she wasn’t upset or annoyed,  and she immediately swallowed all of the cum as easily as she would swallow the sugary liquid inside of a can of soda.

“Uh, sorry about that, big sister. I just, umm, I don’t know why I did that, it just felt good and I didn’t stop myself or warn you. I’m sorry, umm, if I did something wrong,” the pink dragon smiled with the purple dragon’s penis still in her mouth. She stood up, wiped her mouth and hugged her little brother as tightly as she could.

“Oh, my lovely brother, I love you and I’m so glady-glad that I could make you feel so goody-good, like a sister should,” Ekips felt so guilty for enjoying how her naked breasts felt against his chest. He was enjoying a pleasure that brothers were not supposed to experience and he was loving every second of it.

“I love you so much, big sister,” Ekips confessed to Manko. “But, we shouldn’t be doing this, it’s wrong,” Manko stroked his back softly as though he were a cat. His wings folded against his back as his body and mind were relaxed by her soothing touch.

“How can something that feels so good when two dragons who love each other do it possibly be baddy-bad?” Ekips didn’t want to be the dragon to explain to his sister why incest was wrong.

Ekips felt a hand stroke his hard, yet small, penis and he looked down expecting to see his own hand stroking it. He was surprised, though he shouldn’t have been, to see his own sister stroking his penis. He was even more surprised when he started to position it to enter her moist slit.

“Mommy said that I should only do this with someone I love when the time is righty-right. This moment feels right and there is no one I love more than you,” she leaned in and kissed her brother softly, quickly, and intimately on the lips to prove to him that she was being completely honest about her feelings. Ekips finally gave in and he decided to let her do what she wanted to do with him.

She moved her hips and his penis slipped inside of her. She could barely feel the small penis inside of her, but the knowledge that it was her brother inside of her made her feel incredibly happy.

“Do you need a minute to get used to me? They always need a minute or two to get used to the length in fanfictions. Umm, not that I read those kinds of fanfictions,” Manko silenced Ekips with a long, passionate kiss on his mouth. When Manko had her fill of playing with her brother’s tongue she pulled back and smiled lovingly at him.

“It’s fine, Ekips, I can handle it,” her hips moved forward and back as though she was dancing with her brother inside of her in a way that no other dragon had been before. It only took 20 seconds of her rocking her hips for Ekips to reach his limit and climax inside of her. Manko smiled when she felt the warm liquid, and her hips moved far more quickly.

They moved their hips together comfortably at a steady rhythm while trying their best to think about how good it felt to have sex and avoiding thinking about how they were both having sex with their own sibling. Neither of them wanted to think about the implications.

“If we made a baby-waby, do you think that he would love me like you do?” Ekips was shocked by what his sister had said. “Wait, w-what? Do y-you mean what I think you mean?” Manko turned her head away from him so that she wouldn’t need to make eye contact with him, and as she did Ekips came inside of her again.

“It’s dumb, and I’m such a dummy-wummy, according to Mom. She thinks that I don’t hear her talk about me, or that my friends don’t tell her what she talks to them about,” Ekips could see tears falling down her face onto the floor. “I hate her sometimes. She scaredy-scares all of my friends away so none of them want to play here. She always says mean things about me in front of my family, her friends, and anyone who will listen. I want to be a better mommy than her, but I know she’s right. I’m a failure and a dummy,” she pulled her pussy away from Ekips and to no one’s surprise he came a third time, spraying his fluid onto her stomach.

“I’m so sorry,” Manko ran away to go to her room, with her juices falling onto the floor like a trail of breadcrumbs for her brother to follow. He heard a door shut, and he heard sobbing from her bedroom. Like a good brother he walked to her bedroom and he knocked on the door.

“Manko, may I come in?” Manko’s sobs broke his heart. He opened the door without waiting for her response and he saw exactly what he expected to see, his little sister cutting her arm with a razor blade.

“Manko, don’t do this again, please,” he sat on her bed beside her and he watched her pierce her arm with the blade. “Mom and Dad won’t care. All that you will do is make yourself more upset,” Manko sniffled sadly as she held the blade in front of her face and stared at the sunbeams reflecting off of the metal.

“She’ll make fun of me, that stupid bitch,” Manko growled. “She always makes fun of me. I wish the world could see what a cunt she is,” Ekips placed his hand on her shoulder in a way that he hoped would comfort her. “She said that her best friends tried to commit suicide, and that her family doesn’t want to talk to her. Anyone else would think that maybe they’re a bitch, but no, not her, she’s apparently perfect, and I’m awful,” she pressed the blade against her arm again. “I’m a fucking stupid embarrassment,” she slashed herself again, leaving behind a deep cut.

“You know I hate to see you do this,” Ekips said meekly. Manko growled at her brother and pierced herself again with her blade. “I know you hate seeing this. You’re the perfect, innocent boy, and I’m the fucking embarrassing cunt. This is how the real world looks like outside of Mommy’s home. It’s pain, and suffering,” she was pierced again by the blade.

“I’ve been through everything you have, Manko, but it isn’t so bad. Maybe if you just stopped cutting yourself and were nicer to her things would get better,” she turned her arm around. The blade pressed against the largest vein on her arm.

“What was it that she said she told her friend? She said that she cured her problem by showing her tough love, like with all her friends who attempted suicide and all her family that hates her,” her hand was shaking violently, yet she continued pressing the blade against her arm. “She told her friend the correct way to slit her wrists, she told both of us how to do it. She wants me to fucking do it,” the blade fell from her hand onto the floor.

“I’m not going to give that bitch what she wants,” she hugged her brother tightly without giving him any warning. He stroked her hand and tried to calm her down as she sobbed into his shoulder.

“I know how you feel, Manko, I feel powerless, too. This is gonna sound stupid, but, I was supporting this artist online by giving her $5 a month along with 18 other dragons, and then she started slowing down, only posting one drawing a month,” bad memories flooded his mind. His mind was screaming at him to not tell Manko the story because he was sure that he would think that he was an idiot, just like his dad did, and his friends did.

“One month, she didn’t post a picture, and when she posted a week later than she said she would, I saw that it was traced from someone’s else’s picture. I called her out on it and all her fans said mean things to me. She told me she already had my money, and she told me to leave because she didn’t want any more of my money,” he could feel tears forming in his eyes and his body was shaking.

“I felt like such an idiot, but I was only doing what I thought was right. She did something that wasn’t nice and her fans just didn’t care. They were mad at me, like I did something wrong, and I did, I know it. I’m so stupid, I shouldn’t have said anything, then they wouldn’t have made fun of me,” Manko stroked his back and tried her best to calm him down.

“Oh, and my dad made me miss everyone at the family reunion wishing me a happy birthday. Do you remember that? You and Mom went ahead, but he made me stay behind. Grandma got them all to wish me a happy birthday and sing, but I missed it because of him. When Grandma yelled at Dad for making me miss it, he yelled at me, he said that it was my fault,” tears were streaming down the purple dragon’s face. He wiped them away, then he pushed Manko away from him and ended the hug.

“I’m sorry, Manko, I can’t do this,” he turned to walk away but he was stopped when Manko grabbed his wrist.

“They brokedy-wokedy both of us. They’re both awful dragons,” Manko said. “We can fix each other. We’ll runny-run away from this place and raise our baby together. We’ll get jobs, we’ll get a place to live, and we’ll be better parents than they ever were to us,” Ekips wanted to believe that they could make their relationship work. He wanted to believe that they could just fly away from the house and make a new life for each other, but he was too scared to leave.

“Manko, I can’t, I’m sorry,” the pink dragon let go of him. The purple dragon walked out of the room and only Manko remained. She was alone, like she always was on Friday nights.

“At least I have you, my precious baby,” she stroked her belly that she hoped would eventually carry her brother’s child. “You and I will get away from this place, we’ll start a new life, a better life,” she smiled to herself as she thought about what a great mother she would be to her little baby. “I wonder if it’ll be a boy or a girl?”

She heard a knock on her open door and she looked up to see her brother standing in front of her room looking as nervous as a little boy about to confess to their mother that they had stolen a cookie from the kitchen.

“Manko, I know you didn’t cum and I came twice. That doesn’t seem fair and you probably think I’m selfish or something,” the pink dragon was so turned on by her brother. He looked like she imagined her little baby would look like when he got older, and she didn’t want to think about why that would arouse her so much.

“If you don’t want to be selfish, you’ll do this my way,” Manko laid on her back and grabbed onto her breasts, squeezing them tightly. “Suck on my boobs when you fuck me, and look into my eyes. Show me how much you love your mommy,” Manko chuckled to herself. “Sorry, that was a Freudian slip, baby.”

Ekips crawled onto her body like a sex-crazed animal or a baby would have done. His mouth latched onto her breasts and his tiny penis easily slipped inside of her, even though it was more erect than it had ever been in his life. He thrusted inside of her as he sucked on her breasts as though he was thirsty for any fluids that she could provide, from milk to sweat to blood.

As he penetrated and sucked her body, Manko’s thoughts turned to fantasies about scenarios that were even more taboo than what she was doing with her own brother. She thought about what it would feel like to feel her own son doing to her what Ekips was doing, sucking on her breasts while thrusting inside of her. Perhaps she could have a daughter that would invite her to sleep with her and cuddle with her every night, even when she was a teenager going through puberty.

She imagined her young daughter at a school dance with no one to dance with asking her to dance with her when a romantic song played. She would hold onto her as tightly as a lover would, taking the opportunity to grope her breasts, and when they were holding each other closer than any other couple on the dance floor her daughter would whisper into her ear that she loved her.

She imagined taking her daughter to the washroom, bringing her into a stall and kissing her passionately. She would strip her of her clothes until her perfect body was on full display in front of her, and then she would make love to her in the bathroom stall as best as she could, teaching her everything that her 9th grade teacher had taught her.

“I love you,” she heard her brother’s voice and she looked down to see that he was still sucking on her breasts. She could feel that she was about to orgasm, and her hand immediately latched onto her breast that wasn’t being used by her brother. Her pussy tightened, her body shook, and she orgasmed hard with her brother’s penis inside of her. She shrieked with pleasure, nearly deafening her little brother, and she pulled him tightly against her body, forcing him to cum inside of her once again.

The two of them fell asleep holding each other with the purple dragon’s penis still inside of her. When Ekips woke up he discovered that they had positioned themselves so that they were spooning with each other, with Ekips being the little spoon and Manko nibbling sensually on his ear.

Ekips didn’t want to move. He was content to let his sister continue to sleep. He didn’t care if their parents found out what they had done, all that he cared about was that his big sister was happy and so was he.