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From: Eli-the-Bearded <eli@there-is-no-more-qzto.com>
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Summary: New material from Elijah, for the ASSM Anniversary Party.
	 Long live ASSM.
Keywords: dragon/F M/F slug/slug
Subject: {ASSM} Anniv-Party: The Dragon and the Slug {Eli-the-Bearded} (dragon/F M/F slug/slug)
Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2000 22:10:07 -0500
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             The Dragon and the Slug

	   a story by Eli the Bearded


There was once a fierce and terrible dragon named Slag.  Over the
course of his lifetime he rampaged and destroyed many kingdoms
after they ran out of virgins to offer to him. In one such
kingdom the knights would not give up easily and one of them
managed to break a scale off of Slag before the dragon killed
him.

Slag did not give it much thought at the time, but later began to
brood over it. He thought he was losing his touch and worried
that some future battle would come where a knight would notice
the missing scale and drive a sword or lance in.

One night during while mulling over this bad fate Slag spotted a
small creature crawling on the cave floor. "Tell me why I should
not kill you," he demanded of the creature.

The creature, terrified, replied "I ventured into this cave
because my astrologer told me 'Connal, your fate is to become a
servant of the great Slag.'"

It was in fact true that the slug's astrologer had told Connal
that. The astrologer, however, figured Slag would kill Connal and
leave Connal's spouse available for hot slug sex. Connal was a
bit too dim to suspect anything.

"Bah, what can a slug do for me?" Slag roared. But then Slag's
eye noticed something. Behind Connal was a glistening trail,
looking for all the world like a thin strip of a dragon's scale.

"You there, Connal, would you devote your life to me, in exchange
for me not killing you now?" Trembling, Connal agreed. Slag
explained his missing scale and how the slug could help hide it.
Connal gingerly approached the dragon and followed Slag's
instructions.

The next morning, feeling rejuvenated with relief, Slag set out
to find a new kingdom to be terrorized. He found a place to the
west called the Silver City. Of riches it had little, hence
Slag's prior neglect, but of beautiful maidens it had plenty.
Slag burned a good portion of the city and then demanded weekly
offerings of sexy virgins to cave entrance to distract him from
his destructive impulses.

And the citizens, duly frightened, caved and agreed.

So things went for a while, with Slag returning from time to time
when the virgins weren't sexy enough, but mostly he was satisfied
with the lot. Every day or two, Connal would slither across
Slag's bare spot and mask the missing scale. And Connal's wife,
convinced she was a widow, was fucking Connal's astrologer
regularly.

Now many people don't know why dragons like virgins.  Most people
also don't know how dragons reproduce. Dragons are the offspring
of a dragon and virgin woman. Not all virgins work. Some people
say the woman must be greedy, others say her heart must be
hateful, but no one really knows. The child dragon -- always a
boy -- looks like and grows up as a human for many years, a full
lifetime really.  But during that time the child dragon is as
greedy and selfish as can be. He hoards everything valuable and
would steal a loaf of bread rather than part with the coins to
buy it.

But the important part is the dragon needs to try fucking many
virgins in order to find one suitable to be the mother of his
child.  Then the dragon needs to wait five days to know, since it
takes that long for the woman's smell to change if she is with
dragon-child. Women not fertile to dragon seed become meals.

One day a traveling prince happened to reach Silver City.  Not
wishing his identity known, he stayed at an inn in cog nito.
While there he found himself attracted to many women, as Silver
City was full of beauties, but one in particular made his cock
throb. Prince Richard thought to himself, "That body is made to
be a queen."

After chatting with the inn keeper, the prince found out that she
was orphaned princess of a kingdom to the east, staying at the
inn since Silver City was not rich enough to let her live as a
princess should. The prince resolved to make her his wife.

He went up to her and introduced himself and stated his
intentions. Princess Chastity eyed the bulge in the Richard's
breeches and explained that while she thought him a fine looking
fellow, she could not spend the night with him unless she married
him as anything less would be improper for a princess. When he
pleaded that she marry him then and there, she felt her hormones
surging, but explained that she would need a wedding becoming of
her rank and conducted with the leave of a king as anything less
would be improper for a princess.

Dismayed, Prince Richard returned to his room and jacked off in
the corner. Then he resolved to see the king of Silver City in
the morning and arrange the matter.

The next morning Prince Richard dreamed of Chastity naked beside
him, pink cherry nipples on her creamy while breasts there for
the sucking; her red lips engulfing his cock; fingers probing and
priming her dripping cunt. He dreamed of thrusting his cock in
her and her lusty scream of orgasm.

Then he awoke from his dream to find the someone really was
screaming in the inn, and that it was Chastity being dragged off
to be the dragon's offering for the week.

Prince Richard rushed to dress himself but was unable to get
ready in time. So he went to the king and explained his situation
and offered a reward for her exchange with some other maiden. The
king refused, but told the prince he would arrange and pay for
their wedding if Prince Richard could slay the dragon and rescue
the princess.

Prince Richard set off at once to survey the dragon's cave and
determine Slag's habits. He found the cave easily due to the
wasteland around it, and he found his way into the main chamber
easily due to the screams within it.

Slag had Princess Chastity's arms bound to a table and her legs
fastened to the floor. The prince hid himself and saw as the
dragon fiddled with open of his scales and a huge spear of a
prick appeared. Prince Richard despaired, "That's much larger
than my cock and it will surely kill her." But Slag's simple,
slow sex didn't hurt Chastity much and her screams were as much
terror and pain as orgasm. Prince Richard consoled himself
thinking, "But if you adjust for body size, mine is far larger
than his."

After his sweaty exertion, Slag examined his missing scale and
saw the slime mask flaking. "Connal," he called, "while I sleep I
need you to freshen the slime here." With that Slag drifted into
a happy post-coital sleep.

Fascinated, the prince watched the slug crawl up Slag and then
begin to trek back and forth over a single scale.  Prince Richard
quietly approached the dragon and saw the thing he thought to be
a scale was actually just a slug's trail.  He quickly memorized
the location of the hole in the dragon's armor and returned to
Silver City.

Prince Richard approached the king and told him what he had
observed, leaving out the bestiality. The king offered him use of
Silver City's best weapons and armor to battle Slag and told the
prince he would be preparing the wedding for the two days hence. 

All the rest of that day the prince used to find armor that fit
him and a spear that would suit him. The next day he set off
early to the dragon's cave. Of course with all the noise the
armor made, Slag heard him coming a mile off and was waiting at
the entrance.

"What do you, a single measly knight, think you can do to me,
Slag, who has destroyed seven kingdoms, and killed seventy score
knights?" bellowed the dragon.

"This," cried Prince Richard hurling the spear at the fake scale.
The spear pierced Slag's skin and the dragon stumbled. Prince
Richard rushed forward and forced the spear further into the
dragon's chest until finally the heart was cut and Slag fell
dead.

The prince removed his armor and entered the cave. There he eyed
the dragon's hoard as he made his way to the table with Princess
Chastity. Halfway through the main cavern Prince Richard found
and stepped on what he took to be Slag's slug reasoning that any
friend of the dragon's was a mortal enemy of his. Really it was
Connal's astrologer, there to admit his misdeeds.

As Prince Richard neared the princess, he took off the remainder
of his clothes. Still tied to the table, Princess Chastity
murmured some unconvincing requests that he get dressed again.

"I've killed the dragon with my spear, now I'm going to lance you
with this," he told her firmly. She eyed his glistening cock but
still seemed hesitant. "This is no time to be a proper princess,
after all: I saw you be deflowered by a dragon."

All her resistance melted at that. "Untie me as fast as you can,"
she implored.

Soon her hand was on his balls and her mouth around his cock as
he worked to loosen the binds on her other limbs.  Once he fully
freed her, Richard began to squeeze her nipples and and breasts
while watching Chastity work his cock into her throat. "Oh, your
uvula feels so great on my head," he gasped. He came with great
heaving shudders with his cock pressed in the back of her throat.

She eyed him testily. "Oh fine, you've come, but what about me?"
she asked. He smiled and moved to put his mouth on one nipple. He
sucked it hard then darted his tongue around her breast and over
to the other nipple, and gave it an equal suck.

"I came, but seeing these, I know I'll come again." She watched
his thorough attentions to her chest, her eyes only leaving to
watch Richard rubbing his cock. Soon his cock was fully hardened
again and he began to twirl a finger through Chastity's labia and
around her clit.  He found a method she obviously enjoyed where
he would slip two fingers in her cunt and rub her clit with his
thumb.

"Fuck me," she moaned after a few minutes of his finger-fuck. "I
want you cock in there, not your hand."

Richard gave her clit a few more tweaks then positioned his cock,
still wet with her saliva, and slipped in.  She fit him as neatly
as a shoe fits a foot, curve snug in curve but with wiggle room
at the tip. And when he came, that last space in her filled up
and triggered her orgasm.

Both snuggled and dozed afterwards. Meanwhile, Connal found the
flattened astrologer, and in his grief fled the cave.  Then he
saw the dead dragon and made his way home. Connal's wife told him
she had thought him dead and had been seeing the astrologer.
Connal told her what had happened with him, then enthralled with
her lovely slime and feeling his long abstinence, he blurted out
his lust for her. Slag's slug fucked his wife three times that
afternoon.

In late afternoon the royal couple in the dragon cave awoke.
They rose, dressed and returned to Silver City. There, as the
king promised, preparations for their wedding were underway, and
the king was overjoyed to see them back.

At the altar Princess Chastity looked down demurely while she
focused on the bulge in Prince Richard's groin, while Richard
looked down piously while he focused on her cleavage.

The End



Elijah
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suspects people might be disappointed at the level of slug sex depicted

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