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"Mini Durin"
Alice's melodic voice rang out in the room. Durin was snacking on chocolates she brought him. They were in the shapes of adorable little dodocos. Each had a sweet rich filling that burst in the dragon's mouth.
There was no occasion, just regular spoiling from Aunty Alice.
"I want you to meet someone today."
When Durin reached for another chocolate, he found the box empty. He let out a grumble of disappointment.
"Who is it, Aunt?"
"Oh she's a smart little girl, just around Klee's age. I want you to play with her for a while."
She snapped her finger and another snack showed up in her hand. She brought it to Durin's lips, who gladly took the treat.
"Will you do that for Aunty?"
Durin swallowed and smiled.
"Mhm, I'm happy to make more friends."
[...]
Durin was prepared. He brought a small bag with crayons, a notebook, few snacks, salty and sweet as he didn't know what the girl preferred, and a plushie of a certain navy blue cat. 'But what if she prefers color books instead of drawing from scratch?'
While lost in thoughts Durin almost didn't notice a huge hammer pointed right into his direction.
"Witch's familiar! I knew you would come!"
"H-huh?! A familiar? No no, that's some mistake, I'm not—!"
"Dark sharp horns, spiky tail and wings folded to the side, there's no mistaking, you're a familiar!"
Durin gave a sigh as his dragonic features were pointed out.
"Let's introduce ourselves again... Hello, I'm Durin. Aunty Alice told me to play with you today"
The girl's face went pale before shifting to something Durin couldn't recognize.
"S-shes your aunt?!"
She took Durin by his collar and brought him down to her level.
"Listen. I don't need to be played with, lead me to your aunt right away!"
Durin blinked in surprise. He didn't know where Alice could be now. She always appeared out of nowhere and disappeared in the same manner. He had a mission though. He didn't want to disappoint her but, thankfully, a small light bulb lit up in Durin's head.
"Listen... I can show you where Aunt Alice is, but you have to spend time with me first."
The angry frown on her face deepened but after a second thought she let him go.
"Hmph... Fine. I'm Prune, a witch hunter, but just so you know, I'm not into childish activities. Besides..."
She looked at him up and down.
"Aren't you a bit too big to play too?"
Durin tilted his head.
"I think everyone is allowed to play. Even if they are grown up."
"Tsk"
Durin was drawing inside his notebook, he offered Prune a page to draw, but she refused. Right now, she was just staring at his drawing. Crayons scratched on the paper and a recognizable figure came to view.
"Is that Klee?"
Durin nodded.
"Mhm. I'm her big brother."
Prunes' gears turned in her head as she tried to put pieces together.
"But... You said that witch was your Aunt, not mom."
"Well-"
She brought her finger to his mouth.
"Shush-! I get it. You just do that because you're close right? Like brother and sister."
"Hehe, you can say that."
As he continued to draw he suddenly felt a warmth slowly pooling in his tummy. His tail rising up.
He let out a small whine but tried to ignore the feeling. A red crayon fell out of his hand. When he tried to reach for it, his hand bumped against Prunes. She quickly retracted her arm and looked away.
Durin tried to focus on drawing but his palms started to get sweaty. He put the notebook down and went to take off his gloves...
"It's… a bit hot here."
"Is it? I don't feel it."
"Ah..."
Then his jacket.
Prune was confused at the dragon's odd behavior and a flush on his face. When she wanted to ask if he felt unwell, Durin's tail brushed against her chin.
A current of shock went through her body and she immediately put her guard up. 'Is this... Surprise attack?!' she thought.
Durin grew hotter and progressively more out of it. His eyes became glossy and heavy breathing filled the room.
"Prune..."
He looked at her with a pitiful expression. He needed relief, any kind of relief.
'is he trying to confuse me?'
Before Prune could figure it out she was tackled to the ground. She let out a gasp.
"I-i knew I couldn't trust you—!"
"Please don't say that... I just.. I just..."
Durin couldn't let out another word out of himself, words turned into whimpers. The sudden arousal taking over his mind and body. His cock was already erected, and he felt his ovipositor leaving the confines of his folds. Soon he was grinding himself against struggling Prune.
"Agh-! Get off me you evil familiar! Get off!!"
She cried out. Unknowingly to her, squirming only fueled Durin's lust more. Her pussy was rubbing against his penises and the friction made the dragon tear up. Durin was too heavy for her to push him away. The dragon clumsily wiggled out of his pants without stopping his humping. Prunes' eyes widened when she saw the two hard cocks now pressed against her dress. She grasped the grass beneath her with her small hands. Durin slowed down and looked at her with his glossy unfocused eyes.
"Prune... Please help me."
The little girl was even more confused. (And scared, but she would never admit it). 'Did... Did this witch put a spell on him?! A spell to attack her?!'
her voice was trembling when she finally spoke.
"W-what? How?"
Durin lifted up her dress and exposed her tummy. He placed his cocks on it.
"Hug me."
Prune took a moment to compose herself before hugging Durin. The dragon started to glide his bare cocks against the little girl's tummy. The precum that leaked out acting as lube. High pitch gasps and moans left their lips. Prune started to feel warm herself. Her pussy pulsating, letting her know of her needs for the first time. She held onto Durin's wings for a better grip, her legs locked around his waist.
Durin kept humping against her skin, rocking her little body against the ground. Bangs sticking to her forehead from the sweat.
Durin's tail sprung straight up and he painted Prune's tummy and underside of her dress with ropes of cum. His eyes rolled back and he fell limpless on top of the girl. Effectively trapping her under him.
"D-durin-! Get off me!"
She yanked on his wings but Durin didn't budge, only let out a lewd moan right into her ear. The little witch hunter's face turned red.
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.
.
"Ah... It seems the little ones get along just fine~"
Alice swirled a potion in her hand before letting it drip into a chocolate mix.
"Now I'm sure to make another batch!"