Chapter 12 Mating and Procreation
Mating and Procreation
Leo
Despite it being ten in the evening, Davidson needed to work for another hour. Apparently, my sudden appearance in his life had fucked up his schedule.
I didn’t want to go to bed without him, hoping he’d fuck me again before we went to sleep. Buzzing a little from the wine and not knowing what to do with myself, I stayed by the pool and opened Lawrence’s book.
There were indeed pictures. Graphic ones.
I stared at the image of an omega in heat, meticulously illustrated with enlarged pectorals, puffy nipples, and a swollen underbelly.
In a small frame next to the drawing was an anatomical detail of the omega’s reproductive system.
The womb had a tiny triangle of empty space in the center of the thick layer of pink tissue.
The channel to the womb, maybe an inch long, was also drawn enlarged.
Even in the picture, it looked soft and squishy.
The mouth resembled puckered lips. A thin line showed the distance from the omega’s pucker, and the inscription said:
During peak heat, a dragon mate’s womb sinks low, the mouth mere three to four inches from the anal opening.
Putting pressure on the mouth to the womb during a heat wave causes an intense climax, about ten seconds long.
Dragon mates orgasm multiple times each heat wave, during peak heat—with sufficient depth of penetration—continuously with varying intensity.
High amounts of oxytocin, dopamine, and other hormones are released, responsible for mental well-being and for stimulating the reproductive process.
I flipped a page. More detailed anatomical drawings, two of them.
The first showed the womb with the mouth loose, gaping open.
And in the next, the channel was stretched, a cockhead jammed in there, the mouth clamped on the distinct ridges.
The small triangle in the center of the image wasn’t empty anymore.
It was filled with white fluid. The tissue inside the womb was painted a darker shade of red.
Through multiple orgasms, the channel to the womb loosens to accommodate the girth of the alpha’s erection.
During a breeding climax, it contracts around the alpha’s corona, creating a suction, which pulls the alpha’s semen into the dragon mate’s womb while the ridges underneath the corona stimulate the sensitive mouth to the womb.
Research suggests that the alpha’s semen has an immediate effect on the tissue of the womb, triggering a chain of hormonal responses that exceed mere stimulation of the pleasure center.
Dragon mates describe a breeding climax as a euphoric experience both physically and mentally, often mentioning powerful emotions such as relief, happiness, love, devotion, and contentment (Isaacson, 1997).
That didn’t sound much different from what I already knew. Except for the love, devotion, and stuff.
There was another chunk of text to the right, but I was too impatient to read it properly. I paged through the book until I found another image.
Instantly, I got wet.
The omega was on all fours, heavily pregnant, with a bloated chest, big nipples hanging low.
The alpha knelt behind him, with his hand inside the omega’s ass.
The illustration was transparent where the fist was stuck in the omega’s gut.
The alpha’s fingers were touching the mouth to the omega’s womb.
Fucking hell, had Davidson’s assistant given me porn?
Another recommended sexual activity during pregnancy is penetration by hand.
The dragon mate’s passage loosens already during the first few weeks of pregnancy, allowing easy penetration without the risk of injury.
Correct placing of fingers is shown in figure 5.
With slow movement in and out so that the omega’s rim glides back and forth over the alpha’s wrist, the alpha can stimulate the omega’s prostate and mouth to the womb simultaneously.
I stared at the omega who was happily getting fisted. During pregnancy.
I turned to the next page.
A pregnant omega on all fours, getting fucked.
The alpha held him by his bloated pecs. The transparent part showed the alpha’s big, ridged dick poking the mouth to the womb, which was closed tight but bigger and puffier than in the previous pictures.
The part where the baby was nestled was conveniently covered with skin-colored paint.
Of course. People did fuck during pregnancy.
Nothing weird about it. But nobody actually wanted to see a dick prodding just an inch away from the baby’s head, right?
While all researchers and the dragon medical community agree that regular intercourse is safe even during the late stages of pregnancy, opinions about sex during labor have differed over the years.
Sex during labor? Like full-on fucking?
Terrestrar (1923) claimed that “taking one’s mate for pleasure during childbirth is a barbaric practice, made worse only if the mate had been fecundated by a tailed half dragon.
” In the anecdotal essay, Terrestrar famously denounced all dragon-shifter-specific sexual practices such as nursing with lover’s milk during intercourse, half-shifted breeding, and pleasuring a mate orally in a fully shifted state.
Davidson had licked me in dragon form, and looking back, it had been just as terrifying as incredibly arousing. But what did “half-shifted” mean? Did I dare to ask him? Fascinated, I read further. Maybe the trick to reading lay in motivation.
Some dragon researchers don’t mention sex during labor at all (Hobbes, 1982).
In Collins’s study from 1979, oral sex and manual stimulation of the omega’s penis during labor is described as beneficial.
Notably, Isaacson (1997) recommends repeated and consistent penetrative intercourse from the first contraction until the delivery stage of labor, mentioning several benefits.
The alpha’s penis massages the mouth to the womb during dilation.
If penetrated, the dragon mate is likely to climax during contractions, which has a definite analgesic effect.
All the eleven dragon mates in Guerrero’s study on the benefits of intercourse during labor (2001) reported mild or next to no labor pain and a euphoric delivery experience.
However, the same study lists fatigue, hyperventilation symptoms, oversensitivity due to overstimulation, and a changed state of consciousness during the late delivery stage as possible side effects of excessive sexual activity during labor.
In conclusion, Guerrero (2001) dismisses these side effects as safe and short-lived, stating that intercourse during labor is a healthy, natural practice among dragon shifters, which has only been rejected for “unscientific, irrational reasons, grounded in historic need to assimilate our unique way of life into the human society.” It’s colloquially known that the presence of the alpha’s semen in the birthing canal lessens the strain on the tissues, but this claim isn’t supported by any reliable source.
That was…a lot. I had to read the paragraph two more times. Euphoric delivery. Overstimulation. Climax during contractions. It felt outrageous and disturbing and hellishly hot at the same time.
Next page. The image covered the whole spread.
A pregnant omega, with the baby rotated in position, head down, pushing onto the mouth to the womb from the inside, the channel squashed.
One pectoral was transparent, the mammal glands pictured in detail.
The alpha was drawn only as a silhouette, sitting by the omega’s side, sucking on his nipple.
A single sentence described the image.
The alpha stimulates the production of father’s milk a few hours before the dragon mate goes into labor.
I turned another page, and… Finally.
An omega giving birth. Legs spread, hole dilated, the top of the baby’s head clearly visible.
He lay in the alpha’s lap, his back to the alpha’s chest, his head thrown back.
His pectorals were huge, nipples jutting out, white fluid dripping from them.
And the alpha held the omega’s hard cock in his hand. Cum was coming out of it.
The omega in the picture was clearly orgasming. While giving birth.
A dragon alpha holds his mate during the late delivery stage. One of the recommended positions, with the alpha stimulating the omega’s erect penis.
I snapped the book shut.
I was sweating, my heart pounding. And I was wildly aroused. I wanted to go find Davidson and beg him to knock me up immediately.
Was I crazy?
A few days ago, if asked, I’d have claimed I never wanted a child.
Panting, I sneaked one hand under my shirt and cupped my underbelly.
The cushion seemed even bigger than yesterday.
With my other hand, I brushed over my pectoral.
Then I squeezed it. A flurry of tingles spread from it, making me gasp.
Without thinking, I fisted my cock and played with the piercing at the tip while pinching my nipple. I closed my eyes.
The picture of the omega giving birth in his mate’s arms filled my brain, leaving space for nothing else.
I imagined him breathing heavily while the alpha whispered into his ear.
In my mind, the omega pushed on a groan, and more milk bubbled up from his nipples, cum flying from his cock in an arch, his stretched hole widening more.
I felt wetness leaking from my pec, and I spread it around my nipple, stroking myself harder.
In my head, I went back and forth between the visuals, tweaking them in my fantasy.
A pregnant omega getting fucked by a huge cock, his chest stained with white fluid.
His nipples quivered in time with the hard thrusts, squirting milk.
And I imagined myself, on my back in Davidson’s arms, him holding my huge belly, incredible pressure inside me. The ultimate feeling of fullness.