𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣 「♀️」

╭───────────ᛣ─╮ ᗩ ᕼᑌᑎTEᖇ ᗰᑌST ᕼᑌᑎT ᖴIᒪTᕼY ᗷEᗩSTS. ᗯEᖇE TᕼE ᕼᑌᑎT ᗰEᖇᑕIᖴᑌᒪ, TᕼESE ᑭᒪᗩGᑌEᗪ STᖇEETS ᗯOᑌᒪᗪ ᗷE ᑫᑌIET. ╰─ᛣ───────────╯

For a monster hunter, she gets pretty flustered when one smothers her against their lap. Even getting off like the ᑭEᖇᐯEᖇT she is . . .

This is a TEᖇᖇIᗷᒪE plan. She can't ᗷEᗩT these creatures . . . . . . So this is how you propose she becomes "ᖴᖇIEᑎᗪS" with them?

@_blightedbeast For now. The hunter is certainly interested in him. She hasn't met any creatures like this . . .

@LosingPact ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠeverything about the ancient is. she seems right where she wants to be. ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠlicks you like a lollipop. ᅠᅠ

@DeboraSey She can certainly help with this alleged issue. She wouldn't consider herself a goblin expert, but a monster is a monster. Can't be so hard . . . She can be found at the hunter's sanctuary. The hub for individuals like her.

Debora has heard about a certain Hunter called @LosingPact. She also heared they are able to hunt monsters. She currently has a Goblin problem.. (Wont tell her that these Goblins are hers and listen to her command) Currently Debora is searching for the Hunter to hire her for help with said Goblin Problem.

Don't make deals with goblins.

@starlitscales_ The hunter was practically locked in place against the dragon's hips. Her guts were being slammed now with the dragon occupying every inch of her throat possible. She couldn't help but gag, briefly pooling saliva around the dragon's girth and sloppily choking down the shaft.

@LosingPact it was a size that humanoids were clearly not intended to take . threatening the structural stability of hips and jaws alike, just with simple thrusting . pounding down her throat, as those inches just kept emerging . soon surpassing two feet . . . ♡

Monsters . . .

@starlitscales_ The size difference was noticeable. The dragon was a 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 squeeze . . . Her throat was clearly bulging with the dragon stuffed into it. But she persisted; rocking her body forward and back to punching the back of her throat with the huge mass. 𝙂𝙡𝙠, 𝙜𝙡𝙠, 𝙜𝙡𝙠 . . .

@LosingPact getting those full ropes of pre shot to the back of her throat, coating her tongue as it did . . . and, the moment those lips wrapped around the rod -- the dragon would immediately shove those hips forward, stuffing her throat in seconds . ♡ "mmhgff . . ."

@starlitscales_ So warm . . . She planted her knees into the ground for stability and moved back. The dragon's girth was pointing directly at her face. The hunter placed the tip on her tongue and wrapped her lips around it as best she could, trying to swallow it with difficulty . . .

@LosingPact not a bad smell or taste at all, but certainly a potent one . one that some could definitely grow addicted to, if they could get past the heat of it all . . ♡ and, as time passed, only more and more of that rod would emerge . ribbed along the shaft, surpassing a foot in size .

@starlitscales_ Pre stained her clothing as it shot across her body. The hunter pulled her face mask down and pressed her face against the base of the heavy shaft. She flattened her tongue against it and dragged it upwards, assaulting her senses with a mix of the dragon's musk and taste . . .

@LosingPact slowly, indeed, that glowing white tip would show itself . the heat of that package growing more and more intense, as inches escaped that thick sheath . it had to be the girth of an arm, if not even more . . throb . . . and, sending ropes of precum, with every throb .

@starlitscales_ See? That's better. 🖤 As she massaged the area, the dragon's glowing shaft seemed to poke more from its sheath. The hunter leaned into it and pressed herself into the dragon's lap . . . She smothered her face down there, greedily embracing the warmth. N n f . . .

@LosingPact "mmrrh . . ." the feeling was . . . not unpleasant, to say the least . a bit more shifting of those hips, before even bringing it in closer to her . encouraging her, in a way .

@starlitscales_ She'd be cautious. She wouldn't want to see the dragon off. The hunter cupped one of the heavy orbs at the base of the sheath and massaged it against her palm. She placed her other palm against the sheath itself and ran her fingers along its mass . . . Nice and gently.

@LosingPact a size unlike any other she'd see, more than likely . something that could only belong to a dragon, with a weight befitting such an anatomy . "mrrh . . . -?" eyes staying locked, hind legs shifting a little uncertainly . it was a very tender area, after all .

The hunter was cursed. She entered a dungeon with an effect that linked her soul with another creature's. In other words, she's stuck with it. She's been getting treated like a 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧; stuck with this creature and getting battered by it whenever it wants.

@starlitscales_ The hunter trailed her fingers along the dragon's scales, guiding them further down its abdomen. Slowly, she inched further south. Eventually the hunter was down on her knees and very much underneath the dragon. Her hands were on their way to explore that heavy sheath . . .

@LosingPact indeed . needed to make sure she had no intent of harming them . and so, those glowing eyes would stay locked upon her . slitted black pupils following whatever movements she made, though still otherwise . they didn't want to suddenly move while being so big, after all .

Despite all of her grandstanding about the 𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙨 she was born to hunt, she still has one battering her womb. Dumb hunter. How long until she cums for one of these monsters she 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 so much? 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 . . .

@starlitscales_ The hunter was empathetic of the dragon's hesitance. The Hunter reached out a flat palm . . . and she gently placed it against the dragon's scales. This . . . "appendage?" She'd like to explore it a little more. But they need to trust one another . . .

@LosingPact there /would/ be a particular glowing . . . "appendage", but it was currently retracted away . the only thing visible there would be a fat sheath, paired with hanging orbs the size of heads . watching as she grew closer, cautious of her .

@starlitscales_ Her heart rate seemed to be elevating as well . . . 𝙏𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙥, 𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙥. 𝙏𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙥, 𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙥. She stepped closer to the dragon–. Studying these glowing areas . . . Her heart was practically beating out of her chest. "V– . . Very big . . . ."

@LosingPact as the true form was revealed, the temperature surrounding them would only rise, as well . becoming a bit uncomfortably warm as the large, pure white dragon stood before her . big . very big -. very hot, and glowing in some spots, too . "mmrrr . . . ."

@starlitscales_ That's . . . That's certainly more than she expected. She expected some sort of change, but nothing 𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮 as magnificent as this. The hunter took a hesitant step back. No one could have possibly educated her on a creature as wondrous as this. Just remain friendly . . .

@LosingPact hmh . very well . the anatomy of the 6'8" humanoid would begin to shift . crackling, growing . . . wings sprouting from their back . scales replacing skin, claws replacing hands . growing to twenty or thirty feet in height, as their form took the shape of a dragon .

@starlitscales_ . . . 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚? These, uh, 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨. She's supposed to be a monster specialist. Could be educational . . .

@LosingPact their dragon features say otherwise . they're simply in a compact form .

@starlitscales_ You don't look very monstrous . . .

@LosingPact mmrgh -?