[Regifortis]

This dream...he could manifest most anything he wanted, couldn't he? These clamps were a pure product of imagination. All he needed to do was want it, and he got it. But it seemed that his King was...awake? Was the real father of dragons here, visiting his dream? Well, if that didn't just beat all!

"I'll still think of a way you can title me that's proper respectful," Tobias conceded. "But a little variety is fun, too. Bein' called a brood mare just here and there will help me appreciate when you call me by my real title. What kind of name would I have...?" Tobias stopped partly to think, partly due to his King's thrusting into him, he could have sworn his lover just did that on his own. Events seemed to flow together in this dream..."Yeah, I'll be...just about bedridden soon, won't I? Haha! I'll have to wait on, er, buildin' up my body again until after these little ones are out. Even iffen I tried, my belly'd get in the way of my work!" The thought of that thrilled him unexpectedly, being so bloated with life that he had to stay home and be cared for by the father, his King, his one and only...the sexiest being he knew. He'd have to place a break between pregnancies to strengthen himself, no matter how many litters and clutches and births he went thru for one round, because he'd be so dependent on his King's help for even simple things.

"Felling trees with tits like these, hmm?" Tobias mused as he bounced on the fat and energetic cock that filled him. He squeezed them. "They'd be a might heavy for building muscle, I'd get tired pretty quick. And, ah...I like the thought of growing them all over again for the next time I get pregnant. I think that'd be swell. I'd get to relive this moment as my stomach got bigger again!" He kissed the king of dragons that made him this way, showing his gratitude any way he could. "Maybe one day I could keep myself strong with this chest swaying and bobbing...but we'll see."