[PMSingTiger]

Svara couldn't help but sneer at the large lizard. Truly, the thing was pompous, to think he would just jump on his back and go god knows where. Svara snorted, and unconsciously rubbed his swollen belly. After the sky was done pissing on him, he'd need to go find something to eat. Ever since getting pregnant - what a novelty that was - he'd been eating to the bottom of the metaphorical barrel, and then the damn barrel. It couldn't be helped though, and thankfully it didn't seem to be going to his ass yet, not that his ass wouldn't look good with a little more. He was vain after all.
The absolute contempt that registered on the dragons face almost made Svara fall into peels of laughter. Instead he bit his lip, snorting out little chuffs of air to relieve the humor. Did the beast think he was going to bow down to his almighty glory? His cock wasn't of any use, to big, he wasn't going to feed him, so that left umbrella, which he was currently doing. So what was there to praise? He wasn't going to glorify a house hold appliance.
The lizard opened his maw, a hot glow started to form, Svara didn't have to guess to know what that meant. His muscles bunched as his hand touched his stomach unconsciously (he really need to stop that). It wasn't the dragon that proved to be his adversary, no that would be the beast that plunged out of the grass and grabbed his ankle, forcing him to the forest floor. He made sure to land on his back, taking the full blow to a guarded area. It also left his abdomen exposed.
An unholy hiss emitted from him and he bared his teeth at whatever had taken him to the ground. He'd blame it on the pregnancy for being so lax. He kept still, biding his time for an opening. It was the voice that made him look up and hiss again.
That stupid, sperm infested beast!
"Miss you! I'll rip your tail off and shove it up your ass youmotherfuckingcocksuckingscallythingnogoodfickingdumb....." His cursing went on and on. Svara couldn't seem to help the rant, after four months he wanted to spit the beasts blood. How was it fair? They'd both gotten a great fuck, but he'd walked away with...mutant gryphons? He was not happy in the slightest.
Did it get better?
No. The useless umbrella had to add his two cents. He was going to loose it and soon. With an undignified screeched he let his talons slice across the beasts maw to dislodge him. He couldn't help but feel a little relieved about finding the creature. After all it would be nice to know what the fuck was playing house in his womb.
"Poor creature! I just found out I can get pregnant, and on top of that it's by a...I don't know what the fuck this is," He gestured to isra, "but it better not make ugly spawn that rips my pussy on the way out." A loud huff escaped him. "You better tell me right now what this shit is," Svara pointed to his belly, "Or I'll do us both a favor and cut the damn things out."
Yeah, he was loosing it.