[Regifortis]

Tobias blushed more profusely than ever as his King teased his blood-heavy cock. He was an exhibition in front of this lusty king of dragons, just as he suspected. Every aspect of him was categorized and put on display, put into motion, made to bounce or sway or flex but most certainly sweat. He didn't think to ask how his King or even just 'Darius' would like the smell of a man, but he supposed he would learn the answer soon enough.

The question that mattered here, though...was how he would present himself in front of other people. "I guess I could go outside if I'm not too big. I doubt it'll be a secret that you're stuffing me with seed for the rest of my life! But...no, I'd rather stay home while I've got your blessed burden and all that." He strained as he said this, feeling the burn of progress in every limb, especially for the muscles underneath his heavier and softer front. He swore that he would have a masterfully built core and picturesque pecs under his pregnant belly and breasts, and his back would bulge with muscle even as it curved to carry the pregnancy weight he was gaining. "But unless everyone else is naked, I'd rather wear clothes in front of others. And I'm certainly not exercisin' in front of strangers, not in this contraption. If I'm to be a Mother of Dragons, I'll need boundaries, tell you what."

What that settled, his mind turned to the game in question. Thinking it over...yes, he knew exactly what he wanted to happen. As for right now, he needed to take a break. He motioned with his head for Darius to step away from stroking him. "Why am I the only one straining, here? I'm sure you've shown off that human form, before. Iffen you wouldn't mind, my King, I'd like a show all my own...!" If Darius said no, then whatever, he'd get to admire that body later when he was being carried one of the libraries.