Bambi is a dedicated wildlife researcher following an astonishing tribe of humanoid dragons. On one of her observations, she realizes it is the breeding season for these creatures. Will Bambi manage to mingle business with pleasure? This story is 3,160 words of monster sex, breeding, knotting, and masturbation.

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She drew her head back from the edge of the stone as the creatures below her seemed to have reached their peak. For once, Bambi didn't want to see any more. Her frozen position had sent sharp little pins and needles sensations through her hands and knees, and it was a relief to roll over silently, her back on the stone. She was left staring up at the vibrant oranges and reds of dying leaves. It was a warm autumn, but that would be over soon, and the tribe she watched now would retreat to warm caves for the winter, this mating season resulting in several clutches laid during the cold months. This group would probably be at it until the leaves finished falling.
Admittedly, it was an interesting concept. Bambi turned it over in her head. What did it feel like to utterly give in to such primal instinct? The rut had to be overpowering, the desire to do nothing else but to find a mate, to breed...
Bambi ran her hands down the front of her khaki vest, feeling the press of her own ample breasts, her nipples hard against the constraints of her bra. Her own touch sent a surprisingly strong jolt through her, a potent yearning. Once more, she found herself chewing on her bottom lip. Maybe she should just work the tension out, do something so that she could concentrate on getting out of here and finish up her notes. It was distracting. She tried to think of something else, anything else, as this was really not the time or the place for.. That. She shifted her legs, squeezing her knees together.

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