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RESULT: DO Crawl out and unbirth Iron Grip and try to speak and ask a question of who is the Dragon.
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You quickly scrabble out of the artificial womb onto the golden floor.  Coins and fragments of the precious metal are everywhere glinting in the light that shouldn’t really be.  The grand dragon peering down from above as the two kobolds by your side stop holding their claws together and turn their attention to you.

Your body is substantially different from before.  The two dominant aspects of your form being kobold and something more familiar… rat-like.  The memory dangles on the edge but you have more pressing matters to turn to.  As protective as Iron Grip had been for however long you’d been curled up within, you felt it only appropriate to give her the same curtsy.

A rather sudden snap of your legs and from the golden ground you launch up and plant your slit square on the crown of her head.  Your relatively tight vulva envelops her pointed ears and you for a moment feel gravity preparing to carry you down over more of her.  The two kobolds quickly snap their attention more keenly to the situation.  The familiar face of Purple Friend looking rather surprised at how quickly you came to indulge your inner needs.

Iron Grip is similarly fast, raising one hand to hold your chest and prop you up.  Gravity no longer assists in sliding down over her.  A gentle penetration of your sex that leaves you yearning for more.  Your desire to protest and continue is interrupted by a strand of thought in your mind.  One more clear than anything you remember experiencing previously.

“Oh how I would like to have you for my collection,”  The voice is familiar, and you can’t help but feel Father’s presence so keenly, so dominating.  Deep down there is a desire to surrender everything you have right now to him and his word.  You simply remain in Iron Grip’s hold as the two kobolds scramble with some kind of harness to put on you.  A replacement for the previous.

“But a creature of the seed like you might have potential in helping us to adapt to the scourge upon the land.”  His presence remains heavy in your mind, drawing you to leave these kobolds and more directly approach him.  Within his words, the true desire to take you is plain as day…


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Getting back on track.  Just the hottest days all year here in the UK.  Surviving with wet t-shirts.  So good.

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