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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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She'd been crying all night.

It was one of the two things keeping Link up, her tears and constant apologies, over and over while she tenderly rubbed his face. It was quite easy to fake being asleep,it tends to save your life if people think you weren't awake and therefore a witness, and therefore he could stay up with his eyes closed for hours, which he did. He was greeted by the morning judging by the few rays of light that penetrated his closed lids. He stayed still as Nono got up. “I'll get you some breakfast sweetie.” She said, fear laced in every word before she departed the house. He waited for five minutes before he instantly got up and went back to the book. A horny Nono was one thing, an angry Nono was something he'd seen plenty of times when her food got away, but a sad, despondent Nono fearing for her child's life?! It could be nothing,but after what he read pertaining to her species and how just having sex could affect their mental state -as well as that incident that soured her mood before the threesome- he had to play it safe!

Draw from the diaphragm to pile in the ashes in your stomach, connect it to – Advanced fire breathing, moving on. -Then take pure salt water to dissolve the hardening stones, followed by- Kidney stone prevention, next. Though that did explain her trying to feed him that stuff when he had a stomach cramp. -Keep your wings in the same direction as shown in the diagram to maintain a glide- Wing training, nothing useful! But it had to be in there somewhere, her most trusted friends/possible lovers and mentor gave her this book after all!

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It was a mess of blood and guts. Bear, deer, rabbit, birds, it was nearly imossible to tell which innards belonged to which animal, and it would be quite the sight for anyone who ventured out into these woods.

Nono stared at the carnage in front of her, frying the bear head she impaled on a bone and eating it's crunchy remains, fur and all. She was covered in the blood of the bear -and his mate- and the wounds of the fight were all over her stomach and arms, though they would heal in a few minutes or so given the lack of severity. 'I'm still mad!' She remembered back when she was 9, a human came to her and fed her lots of tasty food. The man was a eunuch, and possibly gay, and was in her family's neck of the woods, which meant if he tried anything he would have been killed. He accidentally stepped on her foot and she had to watch in horror as her parents came to her 'rescue' and mauled the guy to death. That's what she felt like, only this time the guy was Link and her parents were her. Staying out here was a very good move on her part; she wouldn't be sure the rathole she found her little Linkie in would be left standing if those people so much as put a hand on him, and that was the key word, a hand. Her desire to protect her pride and joy, her little Linkie, her son, it was overpowering. She couldn't even look at herself in the water's reflection, so angry that she thought it was another Manakete! 'I should probably go back...' She shook her head, taking another bite out of the bear head, chewing on the teeth like they were gummy candies. 'He can hunt, probably get some squirrels or something. I'll just fry them up and-' He'd be alone waiting for her to come back. Sure he had a stove, but her fire cooked them better! 'Ok, better make sure it's cooked well.' There was no way some stupid stove was going to replace her!

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Link closed the book and sighed. So that's what was going on with her, and over something so simple. Too young to be a mother, and yet she took him in, not realizing the consequences it would have on her mind. Knocking her unconscious won't solve this problem, sadly. He got up and walked to the stairs. It was going to be a while before she came back; maybe one of his old fantasy novels could help him pass the time? That book Nono gave him was way too depressing to read given the current situation.

And then the woman in question kicked the door open, a frantic look on her face. And covered in animal blood.“Where's the squirrel?!” He closed his eyes and sighed before staring at her, shrugging. “Oh thank goodness I wasn't replaced!” She then shot her tail out at him and dragged him to her, grabbing him in a bear hug as her tail went back into her body. “I couldn't bear to see you eat some stupid food with piss poor fire!” Oh Goddess above she smelt like raw meat! “I'll get you all the food you want Linkie!” He could feel the blood seeping through his tunic! “Now what do you want? I'll get you anything sweetie.” Through the putrid smell and the feeling of the blood on his skin, he could hear the eager to please desperation in her voice, so filled with fear, and yet she looked happy as a clam. Best to entertain her until she calmed down and they could meet this Tharja for her medicine. if he divulged what he learned in the book, who knows what she might do?

20 minutes later she had taken a bath until the blood and stench was wiped off of her, which took 5 minutes, and then she was off to get the food, which took 10, and the final 5 was her getting back and cooking the food with her fire breath. He ate his rabbit meat with berry coating, keeping his eyes on the smiling, dark-skinned woman who hadn't blinked since he started eating, just staring at him without moving a muscle. He looked at a random piece of food, some mangled up mash of fried innards, and gave a fake look of unease towards it. She instantly incinerated the thing and then spat on it's ashes. “The disgusting thing is gone sweetie.” She said blankly and coldly. “I'm right here if you need me.”

Link nodded, keeping the fear off of his face as he kept eating, recalling a passage from one of Bantu's sections of the book. A Manakete mother's brain will shut off nearly all emotional responses and focus on keeping her child happy, regardless of what she will have to do.'But that section only applied to pregnancy. Never look her in the eye, because she will take that to mean you wish to prove yourself in a fight. He made the mistake of his gaze meeting hers, and quickly looked away when her pupils contracted and she snarled, a prideful scoff on her face when he began eating again. He needed to get this Tharja person out here now! But how? Maybe he could try speaking? “Tha-GRRKK!” No, that hurt too much! But it got her over here. It was as though she teleported, and before he could even think he was in her lap, being hugged tightly by her as she hissed and snarled, her claws sinking slightly into his skin. “Thar...ja...”

Nono's pupils shrunk as she watched her son vomit, his pain resonating through her body. Her teeth mashed together, scales forming over her skin as- “Wait Tharja?” Oh goddess above that's right. “...Take a bath sweetie and stay far away from mommy until she gets back.” Without waiting for him to reply she took him off her lap and walked to the door. “Don't bother cleaning up. You deserve a break after this.”

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Within twelve minutes of flying at max speed, she reached her destination on a tiny island south of Hyrule, far away from the shipping routes and the strange fish folk that populated the waters. She landed on the rocky island and reverted back to human form, falling to the ground panting heavily. “Oghhhh...” Sore and pained were understatements to describe how she felt. Back in her days in the Shepards such speeds were easy for her, but during the trip here she had to use her magic to put her wing bones back in her sockets multiple times. It took her a bit, but she got up and walked shakily up the dirt road, images of what happened barely half an hour ago rushing through her mind and motivating her. 'Body's feeling numb, gotta fix that.' Thankfully the island wasn't able to be seen by mortal eyes, much less touched. And as she got closer to her destination, she would have all the time in the world to heal up. It was just up the hill, next to the swirling rainbow vortex that made a hole in the sky.

Thankfully time slowed the closer you got to some Outrealm Gates, something with time dilation and timezones, she didn't really get it. She estimated it took at least three hours for her to get up here, but it had to have at least been 20 minutes since she landed. Or not, she wasn't very good at math. “Ha....ha....” So sweaty and stinky, and not from her favorite salty treat! Everything ached and creaked, but she finally reached it, the Outrealm Gate. “Beautiful....” Some say they saw an archway when they looked at it, others a door or a swirling, starry gate. Nono just saw some weird colors, so pretty and yet so...well it's pretty. She sat down near one of the rocks and recuperated, staring at the colors to calm down. 'Linkie's such a forgiving little boy...' And yet he was still alive, and smart, like a Chrom who knew how to make cool stuff. 'Weren't we supposed to do something with Nah....?' No, she didn't think so. Either way, it was time to activate the gate.

Her clothes and armor were laid out on the ground a good 40 feet away from the gate, leaving her buck naked, her brown skin shining like scales thanks to the colors. Tharja made sure that she knew how to reactivate the Outrealm Gate without Nah or an Anna's help, and gave her the spell to contact her specifically. It was made by both her and Bantu -bless his soul- so all she had to do was roar the incantation and the magic on her body would complete the spell.

And sing she did.

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Meanwhile in another dimension, very similar to modern times, school was about to let out for the students. In particular one class waited with bated breath at the digital alarm clock while their teacher yawned. She along with her sister were the most popular teachers in the school, both Caucasian and judging from their accents from the UK. Pitch black hair and snow white skin were the things they shared genetically, along with boobs. Massive boobs. In particular the teacher for this classroom, Tharja, was famous and infamous for being able to make her own bras, her head sized breasts not even bouncing despite many perverted students proving that yes, they were real. Her white shirt kept the orbs perfectly contained, her pitch black blazer, pants, and heels a stylistic choice. Black was one of the mandated colors for this incompetent institution, but her clothes weren't black enough for her. Thankfully she was a sorcerer, and she could make it so that the out of shape grease loving men and women of this realm could see how much better looking she was than them.

“That's the bell, now get out.”

Tharja watched as the children got their bookbags and exited out of the room along with the rest of the little brats. “I love my tenure.” She could talk to these brats all she wanted and not get fired! This realm had so many delicious loopholes! But now funtime was over. It was time for grading papers....yay. She reached into her breast pocket and pulled out her cellphone, pulling up Noire on her contacts. “Get in here and help me grade this crap.”.... “Alright then.” she hung up the phone and put it back; even now she was still a pushover. She closed her eyes and instantly her rounded ears turned pointed, her pitch black hair gaining a greenish tint. With a snap of the fingers the curtains closed, leaving her in the dark as Noire came in, wearing the same outfit her mother had. She had her student's papers in hand, and her breasts were squished against the door thick documents in her grip. “Good girl. Now close the door.” Noire blushed from her mother's compliment and did so, rushing to the table and putting the papers down. “So how were your group of brats?”

“They were ok, Jerry and Lucy-”

“-I don't care. Strip. Now.” Noire nodded and expertly took off her bra first, underwear second, and then her blazer and pants. “Good girl.” Tharja unzipped her pants and bought out her 4^th pride and joy, next to getting with Robin, becoming Manaketes thanks to Nowi or whater ridiculous name she was going by, and having Noire. It was a massive thing, a bit darker in coloration thanks to the massive bloodflow, smooth,hairless, and reaching to her knees, with testicles as big as the tiny breasts of this world, 60 centimeters both of them. It was a perfect recreation of her beloved's penis. Well, almost perfect; there was no way she was carrying something heavier than this in her pants even with magic.“Get to sucking.” But as Noire nodded an opened her mouth, the portal opened.

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Nono coughed, spitting out ash and smoke from her stomach. “I think I overdid it...” But it did the job. She could feel the Outrealm Gate working, dragging something from the void.

“Nowi...” And sure enough it was Tharja and Noire, the latter staring at her and looking mortified and the former poorly hiding her fury at being interrupted.

“Thar-Thar!” With a smile on her face she ran towards the older looking younger woman, using Noire as a stepping stone to hug Tharja's chest, her face sticking out between her cleavage. “I need your help!”

“I see...” Tharja sighed -a softer, though still pissed off- expression replacing her older one. “It must have been- Noire, start sucking.” The girl got out a 'Yes!' before doing just that, wrapping her breasts around her mother's penis and and shoving the head into her mouth, sucking loudly. “Hmm, yeeesss.. So what's the problem.”

“I nearly killed my baby boy!” She wailed into Tharja's very expensive clothes, the taller woman sighing in both exasperation and pleasure.

*Schluuup**Schluuup*

“I figured this was the case. You fucked him?” Instantly the little Manakete's eyes widened, staring up at Tharja in shock. “Me and Noire are just like your daughter now, remember? You could hide the smell of cum all you like from other humans, but it's impossible to hide it from us.”
*Schluuup**Schluuup* *Schlp!**Schlp!**Schlp!**Schlp!

“Y-yeah I did...and he was really good. He had a dick almost as big as Robin's!”

“GHHHH” Tharja winced as she came. Noire wasn't doing much of a good job, but thinking about him? Oh yes. “So you're feeling like a dragon foOR the FIRSt time.” Oh she was so good at sucking cum out than trying to make someone cum! “H-how M-much IS he on your mind?”

“I want him to knock you up and breed you.” Nowi said flatly, no emotion from her whatsoever. Tharja narrowed her eyes, keeping a hand on Noire's head to keep her on her dick when she tried to take it out her mouth. “I don't like it Thar-Thar, it sucks.”

Tharja exhaled, taking a second to calm down to adapt to her daughter's frantic sucking. “I told you this would happen. Bantu warned you this would happen. I'll give you some medicine once my shift is done.”

“Ok...”

Tharja gently wrapped her arms around the little Manakete's waist. “You can trust me, Nowi.”

“Nono.”

“I refuse to call you that.” And with that she gave the girl a kiss, a deep, tongue filled kiss that the girl reluctantly reciprocated, eyes rolling up as Tharja effortlessly fingered her anus. And before Nowi could cum, Tharja took her tongue out. “Stay here.”She told the Manakete girl, putting her on the ground as she and Noire teleported away.

Nono watched as the Outrealm Gate returned to normal, relief washing over her. “Tharja's gonna fix everything.” She could hug and kiss her baby boy again, and everything would return to normal! “Isn't that right Link?” Link nodded, holding out that big book she gave him. “You're a smart kid, alr-WAIT A MINUTE!”

Two hours later, Tharja and Noire came out of the portal, the latter holding a massive briefcase and the former with a portable filing cabinet she nicked from the school and blamed one of the cunts that said her breasts were fake on it. Sure there were better modes of transporting goods, but she liked the design of it, so square. Tharja was back in her old clothing from when the Shepards were alive thousands of years back,Tharja in her black outfit, said outfit consisting of a cape some black panties and boots, the former of which contained a very massive bulge that would be comical to a normal person if they didn't run screaming from the sight, with every inch of creamy skin covered by a transparent veil. She dragged Noire out of bed, the sleepy girl wearing nothing but panties for a band she liked and nothing else, letting her shorter, but way thicker cock and balls to hang out in the cold air. The eldest of the two saw Nowi, being forced into a young boy's grip and making futile, weak struggles to get away despite the fear in her eyes, while the boy just rolled his eyes, exasperated. “You must be Link, right?” The boy in question finally noticed them and quickly closed his eyes, nodding yes frantically. “Well you have manners, thank Naga.” Oh how it felt good to say her name again! “Bring her over here.”

Link opened his eyes and nodded. If she dressed like that, than she didn't care about the attention probably. Hopefully.“Let me go!” Link ignored his mother's shouts and pleas as he dragged his mother to the very scantily clad duo, stopping just in front of the tall one so he would be able to look at her face without her breasts blocking the way. He gave the woman a pleading look before throwing Nono at her feet and moving back a foot to sit on the ground.

“Go back a few more feet, this could get messy.” Link nodded and did as she asked. “Good, that's far enough.” This was not how she expected a child raised by Nowi to be. He was fully clothed! Polite! And housebroken! She didn't smell a hint of urine around here in some futile attempt to mark territory! “How did you get here by the way? Did Nah take you?” Link shook his head and pointed to the book at the side, causing Tharja to chuckle. “Very interesting.” The Outrealm Warp Spell, mastered by a kid? Well she can't let that go. “Noire, restrain her. She's going to flip once she smells this stuff.”

Link tensed as the well endowed girlfriend of the incredibly attractive woman put Nono's head into her bosom, wrapping her arms around the tiny woman's waist, stuffing her penis into her mouth to silence-oh Goddess above not again. Immediately her thrashing stopped as she...sucked on it like a bottle. A BOTTLE!

“Ammonium, mercury, lead...” Thank goodness for Tiki's tutelage. The human form of the Manakete was as free flowing as their imagination allowed, meaning with enough power and training, they could appear as young or old as they wanted to be, their human forms immaterial as long as they had enough magic It also meant that they could regenerate like lizards for some reason, so when the time came to leave their old world a few centuries back, Nowi gave her some Manakete parts to study...just right in front of her, not even caring about the bleeding stumps she left as they harmlessly grew back like nothing happened. Manaketes were truly fascinating creatures, and there was one thing she and Noire learned as they too became Manaketes thanks to the strange science properties of the realm they stayed in: They were goddamn durable. “Medetomidine, xylazine, ketamine...” It took an exuberant amount of natural heat to weaken their flesh, and she and Noire couldn't, and nor did they want to, learn how to use fire breath. It took the heat of molten steel to make the parts Nowi gave them soft enough for dissection, and it allowed her see just how goddamn annoying the regenerative properties of a Manakete body part could be when it still had magic running through it's bloodstream. “Alright, time to up the dosage.” With that in mind, there was only one way to fix Nowi's little problem without having her lose her shit, and it was going to involve her adoptive son.

With a snap of her fingers, the girl whose penis Nono was sucking off removed her genitals from his mother's mouth, Nono, desperately flailing her long tongue in the air and moaning childishly. The black haired woman motioned him forward. “Sit next to your mom and look her directly in the eyes.” What, was she serious?! She made that book, she should know that- “She won't do anything, trust me.” There was something in her eyes that made him compelled to obey; fear, arousal, fear, and a great deal of affection for Nono in her eyes. With a gulp of fear, he nodded and walked to Nono, staring into her as she shamelessly licked the air in search of manhood. Her pupils met his, and instantly her tongue retreated back into her mouth, her eyes shrunk to near nonexistence. “Go on.” A small, pained -both figuratively and very literally- squeal of fear came from him and he sat right in front of Nono, staring directly into her eyes. “So you're a good reader right?” He heard the woman ask, not taking his eyes off Nono as he nodded quickly. “Good. I can tell it hurts for you to talk, so lift up how many fingers pertaining to- stand still Noire!”

“But it tickles on my peepee!”

“Urghh...as I was saying, which chapters?” He made an 'o' motion. “The part with Bantu?” He nodded. “Thought so. So you know what she's going through?” He nodded. “Excellent. I'm almost done.”

“I can feel it in my peepee!”

“...I'm getting a restraining bolt for you, stupid girl. Long story short, she's going to need to be knocked out for a bit, and I'm administering the medicine. Almost there...”

“Gyaaah!”

“Alright, done! Now get that thing out of my face.”

Keeping his eyes trained on her, he allowed himself a moment to blink when the woman Nono was sucking off before lifted her up and plopped her back on her lap. Immediately his mother went back to sucking on the massive penis like a baby bottle, whatever aggression she had now forgotten, his gaze torn between that and the reddened pleasured face of the woman she was sucking off, her moans tinny and if he could be honest, quite adorable. “As you can see, Nowi, or whatever you call her, is quite easily pacified with a large, throbbing penis.” He was barely paying attention to her, torn between the two women having mouth sex in front of him, the tall one so mesmerizing... “That is why I put an anesthetic agent in my daughter's manhood.” The way her snow white breasts contorted against Nono's bronze, chocolate back, the slightest hint of nipple peeking from the side. “1600 milligrams, enough to knock out a nation, but it should be enough to daze her for this next part.” Link nodded; she drugged Nono, got it. “And now it's up to you. Once Noire cums into her stomach. You know what to do next right?” Link nodded, unfastening his pants and letting his erection spring out, straight past Nono's nose and into her forehead, not that she cared going by the moans of contentment and the loud, obnoxious sniffing she was doing. “It's going to take a few rounds to get this done, so you have to be prepared.” Link nodded, his attention now on his mother. Whether it'd take an hour or a few days like last time, his relationship with Nono would irrepobably change.

Because by the end of this, one of them would be the father of her child, or give her a dud egg.
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