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Link and his Dragon Mom	By : gaiatron5 Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 10482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It was a really weird, weird thing to fuck your son, especially one that you literally picked up out of the alleyway because he had so much hair on him you thought he was a cute animal.

800 years after the age of Ylisse and Nowi, or Nono as she went by in this industrial era, had never seen anything like her little Link, the little cutie insisting that was his name. He had ears like a Manakete but had none of her race's strength or even blood. Thanks to a good 30 human years with Tiki, she could sense that this boy was blessed, very blessed, by some deity of sorts, but she couldn't figure out which deity, only that it had something to do with courage and fertility.

After spending who knows how long taking his hair and cutting it to a short, ruffle-able length, she began teaching him how to speak, and learning quickly that he actually well couldn't. Oh he could make sounds and noises, which was how he was able to pronounce her name and stutter out his, but anything more than a few syllables was something he couldn't do. Still for a 5 year old he was amazingly intelligent, able to wrap his mind around swordplay and archery within minutes. She figured it probably had to do with that blessing, but by present age, when he was 10 and she was 1210, he even made his first ever grappling hook, somehow not ripping his arm off in the process of using it! Yes, her little Link -honestly, the name she chose for her daughter to go by that she so cruelly rejected was so much better than that name!- was quite the prodigy, and was growing up fast!

..Far too fast, as she found out one friday night.

4 days ago...

'Hunting, hunting I'm back from hunting!' Nono cheered silently in her 16 foot tall dragon form, as she bought home food for today in a large wagon: three Caribou, four Deer, and sixteen Oxen, all of them with the fat and good parts separated and cooked with her fire breath, just like how she taught Nah to do. Why that girl was so insistent her name was terrible, Nono would never know.

In addition to being an expert weapons master, Link was also a near master architect! He built the two story wooden abode out of instinct and not using those 'schematic' thingies people made when using buildings. She of course did the heavy lifting in both her bipedal and dragon forms since smart as he was, he was still a 10 year old child, and she had to pretend to take a fall or two to boost his ego and not emasculate him. She used her bipedal form to help him saw and cut the wood and her dragon form to drink the lacquer and keep the wood in her stomach until the material seeped into the logs. He explained that it was to protect from termites, something that made her sad; she liked eating those things! When she was 54, Maribelle gave her buttloads of food to clear her mansion out of the tasty morsels! Ah humans and their overabundance of shame, never ceased to amuse her.

The sun was setting soon. One of the first things Manakete hatchlings learned in the first 50 human years of their lives was how to adapt to human time perceptions, and Nono was no exception. 365 days for humans and 24 hour day periods where they needed at least 6 hours of sleep. Manaketes aged every 100 years, and as many of the Shepard's ancestors and her many boyfriends/possible pedophiles could attest to, she slept for weeks. This made her an excellent for reconnaissance in either form when she was awake, and there was almost someone to take up the slack for her when she took a ligh nap which lasted a good 8 hours according to her friends. She travelled along the dirt road, lightly clearing out the weeds in the way with light specks of her dragonbreath, counting nonexistent points in her head if she torched a bug.

She let out a small roar to let Link know she was home, eager to see his smiling face when he saw the freshly cooked food. The best part was that she made sure to use that weird magnifying glass thingie to kill off the bad germs!

'He's not responding...' Maybe he was asleep? Oh he could be so lazy sometimes! She craned her long neck against the walls of the house. 'Wakey waker sleepy-' *Pant Pant* 'Huh?!' *Pant Pant* That was Link, but he never made those noises! They sounded like panting, but it didn't sound like he was exhausted, more like he was exerting himself. 'He never wrote that he was practicing his woodwork today.' She always left the house when he put his schedule on the board; she couldn't stand the smell of sawdust and boredom, the latter of which being a terrible thing to smell. But he never made these sounds when working with wood, only afterwards. Curious, she used her tail to pull down the large wedge at the back of the wagon into the ground to keep it in place before reverting back to her bipedal form.

“Ahh much better!” She yelled in relief, waving her limbs around out of reflex before pocketing her Dragonstone in the pocket of her tiny tiny hotpants. Even after all these centuries it felt weird to shift between the two forms, and the fact her clothes, or what little she wore, grow back. Man that was weird. “Link, I'm coming in!” Her hearing was pretty abysmal in her human form, well to her at least, humans who didn't know what she was would call it pretty gosh-darn amazing, but she could just barely hear her son's panting. Not remembering where she put her keys or whatever they were called, she held out her index finger and willed a thin, gangly yet durable dragon claw to form, which she used to pick the lock and go inside, closing the door behind her once she got in and locking it. 'Weird things.' Nah always used those things to keep people out when just marking her territory was so much easier. She could be so silly sometimes.

She took off her dirt covered boots and placed them at the side of the door, next to Link's boots. 'They're clean..' And they were in the exact same position as they were from two days ago. Ignoring the panting from her son she knelt down and sniffed. 'Just as clean too.' Which meant he hadn't gone out at all today. Now she was even more suspicous! However as she moved upstairs, her sensitive dragon nose caught something..something very familiar that she smelt a lot during the later half of the Plegian Campaign and the year between that and the war with Valm. 'Oh.' Her cheeks turned red. 'He's doing..that. again' Oh this is going to be very awkward.

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He met her on the streets, a strange looking Hylian. He at first thought she was a prostitute given what she wore, but the fact she didn't smell like one and the fact that she was obviously healthy, her hair a greenish-blonde color, reaching to her hips with many splits down the sides that made it look like a pine tree. Her skin was flawless, clean, and had a very deep tan to it, not a natural one, but one she accrued over time, turning what was probably fair white skin to a near Gerudo bronze. She wore some form of very tiny and very inappropriate pink pants that didn't even reach past her crotch area that were adorned with two very large ribbons attached to both sides of the inappropriate legwear. She was thin but had a bit of wiry muscle to her, fitting the Gerudo tan she had, and he would've confused her for one if not for her Hylian accent and her blonde hair. He didn't know how she could walk the streets of these slums without an inch of shame, but that's because he didn't yet look up. And when he did, his eyes widened in shock. The thing -and thing was the best word to describe it- that she called a 'shirt' was nothing more than two scale-like straps, what little of her modesty remaining saved by the giant ribbon that reached to her ribcage and the long, tattered purple cloak that. Her name was Nowi, but since he couldn't speak, he stuttered on the first syllable, so much so that she decided to call herself that from now on because 'it sounded cool'.

He found out very quickly that Nono didn't age like normal people. As he aged and matured to the young 12 year old he was today, she stayed the same in both body...and maturity. Living on the streets made him pretty good at judging people, frighteningly good, and his mother was a very frightening woman. Even before she demonstrated her transformation abilities, she was stronger, faster, and quite obviously smarter than him despite barely acting it. It was the little things that she did that tipped him off to how she could be when focused.

And by the goddesses themselves being around her at this age, he now understood why the older boys clutched their groin areas whenever the attractive -and clean- prostitutes came back from the alleyways. That skimpy, inappropriate outfit, she walked into town with him, skipping in time with his walking and teasing him for his reddened face. Being embarrassed for her was kind of stupid but he couldn't help it!

“Link time for dinner!” She was back already?! Link stopped his rubbing and looked out the window. It was sundown! How long had he been doing this?! “I got lots of meat today!” He had to finish now! He always managed to finish his frantic rubbing. It came to him one night while he was in bed, and he wasn't even thinking about her! He just wrapped both hands around his stick the best he could and began rubbing it up and down! It felt so good, so much fun, and then it ended with this white stuff! He just kept doing it again and again, and it wasn't until recently that he thought about his own mom!

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'He just came again.' Nono thought as her nose picked up the stench of semen. The massive table, large enough that even her tail would have trouble wrapping around it, was filled with all the roasted, cleaned food that she hunted for. 'He knows how strong my sense of smell is, what is he thinking?' One of the things her time in the Shepards taught her was how to remove the smell of blood and foul smelling liquids from your belongings or person. Wyverns and other animals could smell the smell of blood and the like from a good distance away, so that skill was a necessity, a necessity that she imparted on him; if he was blessed by these foreign deities, then she was going to give him every advantage he could to give him an edge over whatever he needed to do. But he wasn't using these advantages! He was just..jerking his meat!

She couldn't very well confront him about it. Even in this kingdom of Manakete eared humans, humans were annoyingly secretive about their sex lives, and her daughter was just like them. Nah still wasn't happy with being shown that physical demonstration on how to perform a blowjob. “I'm coming up there!” She heard him yell and fall to the floor. 'There we go!' She heard him put on his clothes and within seconds he was down the stairs, panting heavily, blushing and putting on a strained smile. He wore his casual clothes for when he went out for walks. It was a simple sleeveless brown tunic and brown pants. 'He better not have jerked off on those!' It took her four hours to skin the calf needed to make those things! “So what took you so long?” She asked, trying not to blush herself from the incredibly potent smell of his semen. She'd probably have to teach him those birth control hexes Noire taught her. “Eh whatever! Sit down, sit down!” Link did so, taking his spot at the table closest to the window so he can enjoy the scenery outside, and watch he did, darkness setting in outside as the two of them finished the dinner. He ate a healthy sum of food and mom ate the other 600 pounds of food. She seemed especially voracious today, acting like she hadn't eaten in days! As always, he finished before her and normally he would have walked back to his room, but he was just so transfixed by her sudden bout of uncontrolled carnivorism!

She laid on the table, her stomach bloated from all the food. Fat and grease from the slaughter coated her body, and she had just licked the last of the fat and meat bits off her hand and arm “Oh that's-' She let out a loud, near minute long burp. “-stuuuuf.” Oh man she seriously needed that! She just ate and ate and ate, something that she always did when it was dinner, but she was really hungry tonight! 'Come to think of it, the last time I ever had this much was when I was-' Her eyes widened in horror. “Link go to bed.” She held her breath as she heard him run up the stairs and shut the door. She waited, and waited, until she heard him above her, where his bookshelf was located. She waited until she heard a few page flips -the volume of which indicated he was reading through that 'Hyrule Historia of his- until she let out a long, somewhat quiet moan. 'Oh this suuuucks!' She channeled her inner Manakete energy, her eyes glowing a bright green as she quickly burned all of the food in her body until her stomach was back to it's normal, taut shape. “Oh man, I'm gonna pay for this later...” For a good two hours at least. She'd need to get a good two miles away once her stomach starts knockings, but she could move now....and she had to clean up this mess she made before she could do anything. 'Oh please, please don't come downstairs Link, no matter what you hear!'

Upstairs, Link was hoping to the Goddesses that the sounds of him flipping his door length history book would overpower him 'jerking off', as he heard one of his fellow alley youths call it after someone interrupted the boy. His manhood was standing tall and erect -he really needed to find what the word for this state was- and soon he began rubbing it up and down with both hands. It was quite frightening, seeing how fast this thing grew over the years. What was once a strangely large 5 inches when he first started to comprehend what the thing his pee was coming out of was grew over the years to 12 inches, and when it stood up, it grew to 18 inches! Even when tiny and squishy the thing was half as big as his arm, and when it stood up it was like one of those new balloon whatchamacallits being inflated!

He kept his moans in as he loudly flipped the thick pages, rubbing up and down his penis. Why did his mom have to be so Goddess-darn attractive?! She said she had kids before, dozens of them! Didn't she have an ounce of shame? Was she even conscious of the effect her outfit had on people? Well obviously she didn't! It didn't help that she had to bet the only woman he ever met that physically didn't have a set of moles, boils, or malformed body parts. Her skin was flawless, but for many Hylians, bronze skin was offputting. She said that she had fair white skin like his- which wasn't completely emasculating- And because of something called 'Age of consent' being a pain in her butt and her own lack of self control, she got the tan. Link shuddered as his weiner shook with pleasure. Her bronze skin and lack of bouncy bits wasn't something that made her less attractive. No, what made her attractive to him was her skin; so soft and smooth, so disease free, so not ugly, with her perfect, white and hole free teeth! So flawless and perfect that reflected her inhuman nature...the thought of touching it made his penis feel even better than before! If his hands felt good with his rough, calloused skin, how good would Nono's hands feel?!

'You like that Link?' He could imagine her sitting down in her human form on the bed with her legs crossed, her smooth, green dragon tail wrapping around his wiener and constricting it. 'You're not weird at all! Honestly you should have told me about this, I could have helped!' Yeah she could have helped, she probably would have if he asked with just a shrug, but...she was just so tiny! He didn't know how to 'stick it in' a girl, plow her or other vulgar synonyms he heard, but he was pretty sure he'd kill her if he tried! 'Don't be embarrassed.' Dream Nono whispered with a gentle smile as she used her tail to guide his massive wiener to her toned stomach and rubbed the head on her soft, brown skin. Now he didn't know exactly how her skin would feel on his wiener, but he could imagine how good it must be, he was pretty smart for his age! And if her skin was soft, imagine how her tongue would feel!

Unbeknownst to him however, Nono below was doing something similar to him, spurred on by the verbal and physical emanations of his lust.
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“He's saying my name!” Nono wailed, her face red as she grinded against the side of Link's chair, a copious stream of juices flowing down the side and onto the floor. The table was just as messy as she had left it, and the smell of roasted meat had long been replaced by the scent of her musk as she re-enacted the nervousness and awkwardness that she assumed was Nah's conception according to Lucina, only this time the nervous, shaking man in this case was the chair buckling under the strain of her soft, weak, break the spine of a normal man's grinding. It was a long time since she had a husband, or wife, or shared her daughter's husband or wife after much pleading with Nah -girl must have been Frederick's daughter with how prudish she was- and raising a kid put a real hamper on her sex life! Not to mention that in this strange, non Naga worshipping country, there was this thing called 'age of consent', and she couldn't get some drunkard fresh out the bar for a night of good, disgusting fucking that the guy would regret in the morning! Luckily the wood was reinforced with an excellent combo: the strength of her stomach acids, lacquer, and a good helping of magic, meaning it would take a lot more than what she was giving before it'd even crack. The mostly fined to a finish wood felt so good against her thick clitty, what little grooves and bumps there were fueling the pleasure that had been boiling for years in the millenia old pre-teen's body. Her teeth were clenched as she squirted, the force of which making a very tiny thud noise against the wood as some of it bounced and splashed onto her leg. “More, I need more!” But she couldn't get more! “I need more!” But she couldn't, not with her son, no matter how much he jerked off to her! If the whores here weren't so disgusting and disease filled she would have nipped this problem in the bud, but she wouldn't let those walking disease sacks even come close to her much less Link, and she was immune to STD's! “More....more....mooooOOOOOORREEEEE!”

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Link had heard from many of the alley kids that a woman's mouth felt really good. Well Link's mouth felt warm and wet whenever he -or Nono- picked food out of his teeth, so he had a good indication of how good her mouth would feel on his dong.

'Wewweewewew' He didn't know how she would sound putting her mouth on his stick, so he made it up as fantasy Nono did whatever girls were supposed to do when they put their mouths on sticks so she just stayed there with the thing in her mouth. Maybe it was like using a slimy washcloth, like whenever Nono accidentally drooled on him while she was hunting as a dragon? He didn't know and at this moment didn't care. Link continued rubbing faster and faster, some of the white stuff from his tip coming out in spurts half the size of his fist, arcing over his bed and landing on the floor with a loud, moist 'THUD!' that rung in his sensitive ears. the volume of these thuds made him wince with each and every impact, in rhythm with his thrusts, the white slime coming out bigger and landing louder until with a final wail, he let out all of it, the volume of the impacts as the slime hit the walls and ceiling hurt his ears.

'THUD!'

'THUD!'

'THUD!'

Each and every thud was like battering ram on the tiny iron lock that was her moral fiber. The pain from the volume of the thuds was complimented by the intense pleasure she was receiving from both humping the chair that was slowly cracking under her force, and the intense smell of her son's semen coming from above. A puddle of juices as wide as her body had formed under her, and with each and every thud, her pussy squirted and produced more juices that coated the floor. Deep, low reptilian hisses came from her mouth, her teeth sharpening. “Liiiiiiinnnnnnkkkk” She wanted her son, needed her son, needed him inside her, stretch her! And so like a drunken beast, she lumbered to the stairwell, grabbing the walls for support with enough force to break through the wood.

“Ha...Ha...Ha...” Good lord it was everywhere! His mattress, his desk his books, oh goddess above his poor books! Nono was...well she probably wouldn't care about the mess itself, he was the one who had any sense of what being clean was, and she cared as much about monetary funds as she did about decency....no, he was the only one who cared about this.

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

What was that?!

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

It sounded like something was coming up the stairs, something loud and heavy! He didn't have to ponder any longer as his door was incinerated, Nono on the other side. Her bronzed skin was slick with sweat, her hair stuck to her body as tiny wisps of fire came from her nose, smoke coming from her mouth. She was nearly naked, what little scrap of clothing she had on her body showing burn marks. Her lower half was absolutely dripping, and what he was assuming was her peehole was shooting out clear liquid. She was panting heavily, and the smell of smoke and what he was assuming was her scent was filling the room. “Liiink...Liiink.” And before he could ask, just what she was doing, Nono pounced on him.

2 days later...

Nah let out a yawn as she slowly came up to the cottage her mother and son made. The decades had done her good, giving her an extra two feet over her pure Manakete mother, and curves that said mother would not stop pointing out. She didn't get that ridiculous tan her mother spent five years getting, keeping her skin as fair as the day she was born. Though she could do without the extra weight on her chest and butt. It provoked her into wearing baggy, unflattering clothing whenever she went out, not only to avoid the attention of lecherous men and their possibly jealous mates, but also to keep her assets from bouncing so much. It often made her wonder if mother somehow procreated with Noire or Tharja with how..gifted her body was,and such thoughts weren't helped by mother joking about that saying things like 'Hey, I'm not gay, but I'd totally suck their tits if I was!' Puberty was not very kind to Nah with mother around.

As she came closer and closer to the cottage, a faint, very familiar smell entered her nostrils...a very familiar smell. 'I-Is this a brothel?!' Did she seriously use the housing advice she begged her for days to divulge to make a sex dungeon?! 'Oh you little harlot!' She couldn't believe her! Using those puppy dog eyes, doing all the chores around the house, and babysitting her friend's child- 'Oh goddess, I'm the mother!' And if she was the mother, she was going to give whorishly dressed brat a punishment a long time coming!

She summoned her tail and used two of the spikes on it to clog her nose and marched into the den of sin, kicking the door down...and upon entering she nearly fainted from what she saw.

There was semen everywhere. Dried up, still slimy, dripping from the ceiling and whatever ledges there were, coating the walls, and on the stairs! 'What is this? WHAT IS THIS?!' Did her mother have an orgy in here?! Her ears picked up the sound of a very intense blowjob- and she knew this because her mother took her to a brothel when she was old enough to have sex- and she walked towards the sound, careful not to step in the puddles produced by thousands of men. The sounds became louder, louder, moister, harder -oh Naga above why did mother show her how to get a blowjob right in front of her?!

And when she came to the source, those memories came back. She ignored the fact that her mother was being forced into the wall by the abnormally large penis of a small child and instead focused on her purplish face, so purple it was coming in from the deep tan, and the fact she was openly masturbating to the brutality inflicted upon her with her fingers jammed in both holes. She took it all in, the excess semen, the fact that the child just came into her mother's throat with such force that it proved that he was the one who produced all that fluid, and the fact that her mother's eyes were rolled up but still conscious. She took it all in, found a place that wasn't covered in sperm, and just sat there and bought out a book, producing wings from her back and using the spikes on the ends to plug her ears. Sadly a sense of nostalgia came welling up, having done the same thing back when mother was in the period of trying to conceive her.

Mother had a lot of questions to answer for. And why was that boy's left hand glowing?
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