Author's note: Story may contain non-human transformation, female submission, impregnation/breeding, monster sex! So if you don't like that... well get out!
Feedback appreciated, especially notes of what you liked, so I can write more like it.
I split this story into 3 chapters for easier editing, but it really just one big story. So you should read the prior chapters first!
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Curse of Scales: Chapter 3 (of 3)
Day 30 -290,000 (In Debt)
I spent the day hunting to avoid the reality of my life. But eventually I had to return.
I wanted to cry when I looked at my tent.
I tried to avoid him, but It happened again each night.
It was disgusting and unnatural, and in my normal state of mind I didn't want to do it. But every time he started clicking my whole body responded.
Night after night his mating call pulled me out of my tent and into his cage like a martinet.
It wasn't even a battle anymore, just a signal he was ready. I would excitedly jog over to him while submissively purring.
I got naked, standing as a fully fully transformed lizardman hybrid inside my tent, but I didn't even bother to didn't lay down.
I bit my lip in humiliation. This wasn't where I spent my nights anymore.
The tent was where I slept as a human.
No I may as well move to the cage, to be with Scales. He'd fuck me, use me, and I wouldn't resist.
The shame was palpable, because of how eager I was.
I shouldn't want this!
I would spend half the night being fuck by a pure blood lizardman. A nightmare, but I couldn't help but look forward to it. I desperately wanted Scales to fuck me.
I burned with shame walking to the cage.
Day 32 -110,00 (In Debt)
I tracked a pair of grounded Ozantals. I saw the blue feathers of female, and red feathers of the male. A mated pair.
I caught myself thinking that she had a mate, like I had Scales.
No. He was still my captive, in my cage, and still on the bounty list.
Yes, technically he was my captive, but I was felt like he was claiming me as his mate. Increasingly my the area between my legs was enslaved to his cock.
The humiliation was during the day as I compelled bounties I been looking forward to coming 'home' to him. It wasn't dread, but excited anticipation at my pussy being used as a cum dump for Scales.
Was I really feeling giddy at the thought of being fucked by such a low level monster?
This was worse than the recordings. Those girls were captives, had no way to escape.
He was still collared, caged, and suppressed.
They didn't have the power I did.
Here everything was my fault, wasn't it?
All I had to was resist but I couldn't.
And I was going to give in again tonight.
My lizardman mate was going to fuck me.
Day 34 -55,00 (In Debt)
I ordered the translocation.
Why the hell would I expect this to go right when nothing else had?
[MESSAGE RECIEVED. TRANSLOCATION QUEUE 7 to 10 DAYS.]
Despair.
I can't remember the last time I cried like this. Seeing the readout I broke, to my knees and sobbed.
Could I handle a week?
Hiza'zuk(Scales) wanted me to free him.
My hands were already working to undo his suppression collar before I realized and stopped myself. Thankfully I didn't release him. But next time?
I'm too far gone.
I'm losing myself, aren't I?
I'm trying so hard to hold on but how much more can I take?
Day 36 1 perfect egg!
Today was the happiest day of my life.
I've spent my whole life hunting credits, but had never seen treasure until I saw my egg.
It was PERFECT!
Held it in my arms and stared at it for hours. I spent all day, I did nothing but pet it softly.
Day 38 1 egg
Since birthing an egg everything has changed.
The desire, it's indescribable. I foolishly believed my prior arousal was the limit of what was possible. But this it's beyond even what a human could comprehend.
What happened?
I can't say for certain, but I suspect its some biological trigger.
Like the first egg was a test, and that Hiza'zuk/Scales was now a 'qualified inseminator.'
My body recognizes he can fertilize me and has instilled a desperate need to breed.
Now the floodgates are open. I have to mate with him and I have to birth more eggs.
It's consuming my thoughts.
Not just the desire, but the sex itself.
It worries me. The pleasure is too strong. Unhealthy, the loops of fiery arousal and explosive mating can't be good for my brain. I just orgasm too damn hard when he cums in me.
That's not an exaggeration. Its too strong. Each time we mate it burns away a piece of me.
Feeling his cum pour into me makes it harder to think, remember details.
There are time after he cums in me where I can't remember who I am or what I'm doing here.
Still time before teleportation. I still wanted to go home but I could I give him up?
I took him off the bounty list.