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Wei Zhen initially thought it would be a fleeting whim to bring San Zang back to his world. Watching him idle in the shop made him uncomfortable, so he figured a little travel might cheer him up. To his surprise, his mother, who had an overwhelming desire for grandchildren, fell head over heels for San Zang the moment she saw him. She took his hand, fussing over him with more warmth than she showed her own son.
The members of the Chīlóng clan were generally tall, and while San Zang was no small figure, he still seemed lacking in stature among them. Wei Zhen had expected his mother to show little interest in this human man, yet her affectionate demeanor left him puzzled.
Given the complex layout of their home, San Zang's bedroom was conveniently placed within Wei Zhen's own room. Dragon Mother waved her hand dismissively, stating that since they were living together in that world, it was perfectly fine here as well. So, when the two of them sat on the edge of the bed late at night, staring at each other in silence, Wei Zhen shrank back nervously, afraid that San Zang might pull out his vocal cords.
After all, he had convinced his mother that this man was his "wife," even though San Zang was still unaware of this title. San Zang seemed to see right through Wei Zhen's little scheme; he casually lay on the bed, enjoying the exotic ambiance and marveling at how spacious the room was—almost as large as Wei Zhen's shop.
Wei Zhen felt like a quail, trying to sneak away from the foot of the bed. He had several other rooms in the house where he could stay. However, just as he attempted to escape, the tip of his tail was caught. He turned around in shock to find San Zang wearing an amused expression.
"What's wrong? Didn't you tell your mother that I am your wife?" Indeed, when they were dating back in their world, it was customary to refer to one another as "wife." An idea struck Wei Zhen; he adopted his usual smooth-talking demeanor and leaned in to explain, "Yes! Here we call good friends and brothers 'wife' too."
"Is that so?" San Zang shifted positions and lay on his side, propping his head up with one hand while looking at Wei Zhen. His loose monk robes fell open at the front, revealing more than Wei Zhen was prepared for. He tilted his head back to prevent a nosebleed. "Then why did your mother give me this when she sent me here?"
San Zang held up a small square package between his fingers, clearly labeled with three bold characters: condom. "Do you think I can't read your language?"
You can read it. Wei Zhen felt like crying but had no tears left. It was entirely his fault for being bored on their journey and teaching San Zang some of his language—his excuse being that there were many storybooks back home for him to read if he had nothing else to do. What a classic case of shooting oneself in the foot, Wei Zhen thought with a forced smile.
At some point, San Zang's grip on the tip of his tail tightened painfully, making it hard for him to maintain his human form. Looking at San Zang's claw-like hand gripping him, Wei Zhen could only offer a pale smile and explain that it was all just an accident.
"An accident?" San Zang scoffed. He set down the package and gestured for Wei Zhen to come closer. Having endured countless beatings along the way, Wei Zhen resisted and even tried to use their familial bond as leverage to persuade San Zang not to be so aggressive.
His defiance only made San Zang's amusement grow stronger; he laughed heartily. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes appeared quite charming to Wei Zhen as he moved closer and pinched his chin, speaking slowly and deliberately: "You told me before that people here refer to those they marry as 'wife,' or 'consort.' You’ve been making all sorts of subtle gestures towards me during our journey—how can you act so innocent now?"
Wei Zhen considered pretending to faint just to escape further embarrassment. But reality offered no such reprieve; San Zang leaned in even closer until their breaths mingled, warm air sending shivers down Wei Zhen’s spine.
In truth, he had ulterior motives for returning this time. As a member of the dragon clan with a long lifespan came regular mating cycles; during the last cycle, he had spent it alone in water—lonely and cold. This time around, even if he couldn’t fully capture San Zang’s heart, having someone like him around would still provide some solace. After all, there were plenty of servants at home; finding a few substitutes for release wouldn’t be an issue either.
Moreover, dragons are most sensitive in the days before and after the estrus period. He has been in the sensitive period since today. Being stimulated by this breath, his brain immediately became hot. He jumped up from the bed and stood in the corner, patiently telling his body not to return to dragon form too quickly. Such a big reaction was something that San Zang had not expected. He just wanted to tease this baby dragon so that he would say that he liked him in person. Unexpectedly, it seemed that he had touched the other party's reverse scale. They had seen his Dragon Form once in the other world. Compared with the dragons of the dragon clan over there, Wei Zhen's dragon form was more terrifying, with spiked scales and a raised back, and a mouth with four petals with sharp corners. In dragon form, he blocked out the sky and the sun, and easily smashed the floating island where the fallen god was with one claw. In the form of the great ape soul, Wukong looked like a child in front of him. And now, the man whose two hands had turned back to dragon claws was grabbing the wall fiercely, with sharp claws digging into the wall, and in the next second he could dig a big hole in the wall. And his tail, which was three times bigger than his normal human form, with spikes visible. San Zang even smelled a strange smell in the air, like raw meat and trees. He wanted to look, but was frightened by Wei Zhen who turned around and showed his ferocious face. It was a face he had never seen before, with scarlet eyes that had returned to the dragon form, scales growing on his skin, and fangs exposed, more creepy than a monster. "Don't come over!" Wei Zhen's voice became low, as if it came from his abdomen. He retreated back to the bed, and the sense of crisis made him want to punch him subconsciously. He didn't know that Wei Zhen tried his best to restrain his desire to pounce on him, bite his neck and inject Dragon Spit. For races that are not Chilong clan, 80% of them can't survive the step of biting their necks. After injecting Dragon Spit, they will roll together and be penetrated by dick until their bodies are transformed by Longjin into mother bodies that can breed. Wei Zhen could easily do these things to San Zang, and he could also guarantee that he would not bite San Zang to death. But no. He was not one of those servants used to vent his desires, he was the one he seriously loved and wanted to propose to. Wei Zhen withdrew his hand, turned into a cloud and disappeared through the door. When he came to his mother, he was already half dragon, and the roots hidden in the scales were about to come out. "Mom..." He curled up in pain to block that place, begging his mother to find a slave immediately. Dragon Mother, who knew her son's current situation, sent him to the ice bed to relieve himself, and hurried out to find a suitable person. Wei Zhen didn't know that his mother went to find San Zang. While waiting, a servant came up by himself, a Snake Tribe. She took off her clothes and turned into a half snake, revealing her vagina hidden in the cracks of her scales, and climbed up to indicate that he could have sex. He knew this woman. His eldest brother had her before, or it could be said that few people in his family could avoid her when they were in heat. Having sex with Snake Woman could save the step of injecting Dragon Spit, which was naturally more convenient and pleasing. Wei Zhen thought that this was the one his mother had found for him. He turned over and pressed on her, habitually sniffing her body to get familiar with the smell. The woman's whole body was full of the smell of dragons, and there was even a very fresh smell of dragons in her vagina. Judging from her appearance, she must have just vented on another dragon. It was a bit disgusting. Wei Zhen didn't like this kind of person. He retreated, lay on the bed, and exploded his scales to intimidate her and signaled her to leave. Unexpectedly, Snake Woman came around again, even though her body was cut by her own scales. She licked the blood on his body with her sensitive tongue, and brought her soft breasts to his mouth, and her nipples were stained with his breath. "Young Master, why do you have to embarrass yourself like this? Is it because I don't look good as a snake?" The woman spoke in a coquettish voice. She transformed into a human and showed him her vagina. "Now what? Young Master, I was chosen by the master to be a woman to serve you young masters. Or do you like my original form?"
Before she was chosen by the Dragon King, she was a male snake. But after the eldest young master had sex with her, he said that being a man was too disadvantageous, so the Dragon King cast a spell to turn her into a woman. Fortunately, in order to match the different sexual interests of the young masters, she still retained her male body. It was just that the other young masters preferred their vaginas when they were in heat, and their male bodies were only displayed when they played with other species. The strong man's body in front of him made Wei Zhen's already chaotic mind completely unable to clear up. He regarded the man in front of him as San Zang, and opened his mouth to bite his neck. But at the moment when his teeth pierced his skin, someone walked in from outside. Annoyed by the invasion of his territory, Wei Zhen completely restored his dragon form and roared towards the person who came, but when he got close, he saw the real San Zang. The man in the monk's robe had a helpless expression, and reached out to touch him but his palm was pierced. The smell of human blood made Wei Zhen regain some consciousness. He landed and turned back into a half-human form, questioning San Zang in confusion and anger why he came. "The rule in our place is that a husband cannot look for someone else on his wedding night. Although I haven't heard you say you like me, your mother said she recognizes me as your spouse. Now you are at a critical moment in your life, if I don't come, will I let others enter the house?" San Zang's elegant confession made the man who was still lying on the bed laugh. He turned over and got out of bed and summoned the snake tail to come to the two of them, and said with a smile: "It seems that the young master has a partner to accompany him tonight. I will not disturb you any more. I will take my leave now." After saying that, he also threw a coquettish eye at San Zang, "What a wonderful person." When he left, he closed the door considerately, turned around and met the eyes of Dragon King Dragon Mother. The mother was full of worry, wondering if the thin person could withstand the recklessness of her son. San Zang, who was worried about being "thin", had no idea what was happening outside the door, and just let Wei Zhen lick his wounds. Unlike the hard outer part of his body, the tongue was extremely soft, and it was very gentle when it slid across the wound, with a slightly burning body temperature. Wei Zhen didn't know that his penis was already hanging out, and the alien giant covered with Dragon Scale called San Zang was in full view. He regained most of his sanity, thinking of helping San Zang fix the wound on his hand and sending him out. Since he didn't want to have sex with other people, he could end it by lying on the ice bed. He felt very wronged, as if the white moonlight he had been pursuing for a long time refused his confession and found another partner and was scolded as a rotten carrot. It was obviously him who had always rejected his advances, and now he was teasing him again, and he had to suppress his nature to protect his safety. While licking the wound, Wei Zhen began to cry, and his tears dripped onto San Zang's hand, warm. Of course, the miserable look on his face was not spared by the man, and he even made him laugh. Knowing that he was embarrassed, he turned away and pushed him out, stammering that he would apologize to him after his special situation was over. "Okay, since you are a dumbass, I will do the talking." San Zang held his face and forced him to look at him. His red eyes were soaked in tears, shining like two rubies. His eyes were filled with grievance and shyness, so pure that they could not be associated with that eye-catching lower body. He stood on tiptoe and kissed Xiaolong's lips, put the dragon claws on his waist, and said, "I like you too. Since you have taken me home, why not make it a done deal today, first the wedding night and then the wedding ceremony. Your parents are here, so I am not afraid that you will not recognize me. It's just..." San Zang had a bad heart and gently stroked the dick hanging in the air with his hand, causing Wei Zhen's eyes to turn red even more. "Your baby is so big, I'm afraid my body can't bear it." dick's arm was much bigger than a baby's. San Zang gestured with his hands and found that he needed two hands to hold it. If he went in from behind, he would be split in half. Wei Zhen heard this and almost begged him with a hoarse voice, asking him if he really believed and was willing to be with him. San Zang had not been a secretive person for decades. He immediately took off his outer robe to reveal his strong body and kissed Xiao Long.
San Zang in the room had his mouth released. He kept moaning and whispering Wei Zhen's name. The dragon head against his face exhaled hot breath, responding to his call with a humming sound. The dick in his body became bigger and bigger, and the scales scraped against the folds of his intestines, making San Zang almost drown in lust. He breathed heavily, like a fish out of water. As the scales opened, San Zang could clearly feel that Wei Zhen stopped manipulating, and the dick was vibrating, as if preparing something. He opened his eyes to look, but what he saw was the inky Dragon Form stained with his semen, and white spots stuck to the Dragon Scale, which was very erotic. The dragon stared at him intently, and the red Red Vertical Pupil eyes were full of love. It was the first time he saw love in the body of this ferocious beast, and it was soft and wrapped around him like a veil. As their eyes met, he was kissed again. The saliva that both of them had no time to swallow dripped down and caused him to shudder as it brushed across his nipples. dick was completely stuck inside him, and the place where the tip of the flesh was attached began to swell, extending from the intestines to the entire stomach. San Zang looked with his peripheral vision and found that his belly was really getting bigger. In a short while, it looked like he was already five months pregnant. His squeezed internal organs were protesting, and he reached out and grabbed the dragon, indicating that it couldn't get any bigger. "It hurts..." This time he was the one begging for mercy. Wei Zhen also noticed his situation and quickly pulled out dick. Several eggs that had not yet been inserted fell out of the front mouth and rolled onto the carpet. He was picked up by the dragon and held in the position of holding a child to pee. The pain made him not care about shyness, and he could only grab the dragon in front of him randomly to try to relieve it. "It seems that you can only hold three or four eggs at most at a time. If you have more, it will hurt your body." Wei Zhen said, and San Zang looked at him and found that the dragon head had reached his lower body and was looking at the hole. He took a breath and asked how many eggs were inside now. "Fifteen, five still haven't gone in." This almost made San Zang faint. "Don't worry, I'll take them out." Xiaolong said, and then he retracted his upper body and put the still erect dick to the hole. The tip of the meat went in again, stirring San Zang and shouting. "How, how to get it out..." he asked. Xiaolong hugged him tightly, rubbed his waist and replied, "You can get it out by yourself, I will help guide it." Almost at the same time, the eggs in the abdomen pushed open the sac and followed the tip of the meat out. The eggshell was not soft, and each one got stuck at the hole when it slid out, causing San Zang's throat to smell fishy. Soon, many more dragon eggs appeared on the ground, until the belly became slightly curved, and nothing came out. San Zang couldn't help coughing, and actually coughed up blood. Xiaolong seemed to be scared, and laid him flat on the ground, licking the blood on his lips with his tongue. He was panting, as if he had walked through the underworld. "Are these children gone?" He asked softly, trying to distract Xiao Long. He wondered if the eggs on the ground could hatch into little dragons. Wei Zhen acted very indifferent, not even looking at them, only caring about him, "Don't worry, they haven't been fertilized yet, and you haven't fertilized them, they're just eggs." "How can I fertilize them?" San Zang kissed Xiao Long's face to reassure him that he was fine.
"This is just the first step of our clan's intercourse." Wei Zhen said. Seeing that his pain disappeared, she once again wrapped her arms around him and used the tip of her flesh to enter his penis for the second time. After a little stirring, there was a lot of semen again, but this time it was all absorbed by the tip of her flesh, like a round flower bud. The tip of her flesh entered the sac in his body with familiarity and spit out his semen. Without having to come out, Wei Zhen thrust his penis in again, and the scales got stuck in the folds, causing him to moan continuously with the slightest movement. When San Zang thought that he was going to continue being manipulated, unexpectedly, the dragon suddenly stood up, bursting out black mist and enveloping him like a gust of lightning. dick was inside him because of the deeper movement, and he lost consciousness instantly because of the pain and pleasure. He only thought that he might have been seen naked. When he woke up, he could still feel dick inside him, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the human-shaped Wei Zhen hugging him. The little dragon kissed his forehead and said that he was too strong. The shame that came after he realized it late made San Zang's neck turn red. He was so disappointed that he hit the man in front of him a few times, and asked embarrassedly why he didn't pull it out. He looked at the place where it fit, and found that Wei Zhen was still in the shape of a dragon from the waist down, and he was almost riding on his penis. And Wei Zhen brought him a cup of warm water and explained softly: "In order to ensure that the dragon egg can be successfully fertilized, it will stay in the mother's body for a long time. It will take three days, and the night is still long. You can sleep for a while. If you are hungry, I will ask someone to send you food." Three days! San Zang's eyes went dark after hearing this, and he fainted again. He couldn't count how many times they had entangled in these three days. His belly was getting bigger and bigger, but his internal organs were not squeezed and hurt. When they returned to the Westward Journey Hotel, San Zang couldn't put on his clothes because his belly was too big. The apprentice monsters all stared at him with wide eyes, with disbelief on their faces. Facing Wukong's trembling hand that wanted to touch him, San Zang unceremoniously raised his belly for him to touch, and said that he could touch him in any way he wanted. After all, he was his beloved disciple, so he was happy. "Master, what's in here..." Wukong swallowed his saliva. "About five dragon eggs, which will come out in a few months." San Zang laughed. Ao Xue was so scared that he screamed, but Bai Gu disliked him for being too noisy and bet on his mouth with cabbage. The culprit stood by and happily took out local specialties for everyone, looking very happy. Wukong discussed with Ba Jie Wu Jing and found a suitable time to make him childless.
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