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PLOT: Self loathing bbw is gifted a dragon baby in her dream. She denies it until an ultrasound reveals an egg and the docs get replaced by gov. agents that deal with dragons, a special MIS, Men In Scales that help her through the pregnancy.

“I guess I'll drag my fat ass off to bed…” My butt has won many competitions in size against many other darker skinned girls. With hips like mine, being called a whale is simply an understatement. I have a huge set of boobs too and a plump, happy belly to keep me comfortable. College hadn't been helping my diet as doughnuts, all you wish to eat meal plans and snacks at every corner had been helping my body feel evermore comfortable. Thank Moses it's all over now. Finals are over and it's time for winter break.

My dream started all over again. It had been occurring for four months now since I saved that little turtle. A little red petal lands in my belly button and it swells to look pregnant. Then it ended and I wake up. Simple stuff. Thing is, I'm a history major. The only guy I slept with was Plato, Aristotle, Socrates, the ancient Greeks as that was my focus in this stage of my major. I'm too damn busy to start getting funky with some dude who's probably hooked up a dozen times before me. The closest I got was this chubby chaser who passed out after a few beers and was too embarrassed the next day to do anything but leave. I'm not pregnant. It's all in my head.

I only had my lack of periods that kept me on edge. I haven't had a man in well over six months. I have had periods until four more months ago. My roommate says I should go get checked but between all my classes, papers, TA work and the like, I have zero time to spare. Now that finals are over I will go get checked. Honestly it's been useful having not to worry about that stuff…

My brother picked me up from college and took me home, glad to sleep in my real bed. I went out at breakfast time to avoid my folks, going to a clinic to get checked.

… it wasn't just a dream…

“So you've got two choices, leave it alone or we'll have to operate to get it out. The damn thing is stuck like a metal ball welded into a cannon. It's almost as dense as a metal ball from the ultrasounds… I have no clue what the Hell is in you…” The doctor sent off the pictures to a colleague and gave me a copy.

The baby dragon was heavy but with how fat I am, it was not very hard to carry it. My chubby belly only got bigger as my mom fed me real dinners for food and made breakfast. I ate like a pig, my belly growing larger both with the egg and with fat. My brother was getting suspicious until I put cherry juice on a pad with a few bits to make it look legitimate… He was a male so once he had used the restroom, I volunteered trash duty. My mom was smart enough to figure it out.

Once break was over, I went back to school were the dorm I lived in got a new superintendent. He was smoking hot. His Asian skin was a beautiful tan with a little tattooing up on his arms around his biceps. He was in his late 20s and he came to personally meet me. I cleaned and sat on my bed waiting for him there.

… oof… this belly is getting big… Now that I'm on my bed and looking at it, the fat and egg push my gut out to my mid-thigh. My skimpy top that reveals loads of my cleavage is thin across my belly, making it near-naked. I just hope he didn't hate the look of me… I'd like him...

He sat beside me on the bed and asked about any leaks or plumbings issues as he told me he was a plumber by trade. I had no issues but I told him the power outlets were very loose so I'd had more than one morning were my alarm clock failed. He nodded and his eyes were getting lost in my cleavage. Men fell for it doubtless, my belly not an issue for some chubby chasers. He was one of them. He asked if I lived alone and I told him my roommate lives oppose schedule to me so she's busy. He simply nodded and got a wallet out of his pocket.

“Ms Beth, I am with a division of the Bureau of Paranormal Defense and Research, the Men In Scales. You have been carrying a dragon egg in your belly and so far you've been handling it well. However for a human, the birthing process is messy. I'd like to take you to our facility. We will cover your degree money so don't worry.” He said this very straight laced and handed me his badge. It looked real. He seemed serious.

“No, you're crazy… how do you know about the thing in me?” He opened his hand and showed he had a ring of runes that glowed.

“Shining palm. I can sense dragons and help deal with them. The pipling in your tummy is very happy so far. Well fed. But he's going to get a lot bigger soon and we need to take good care of you as they are an endangered species.” He was crazy.

I stood up and moved away from him to my desk. “Why do the hot one's end up crazy? You know this sounds insane. I assume you have something to prove magic to a history major?” He nodded and started taking off his shirt. His shoulders and upper arms were covered in Asian style tattoos that moved like a slow motion flag flapping in the breeze. It was of a huge, snake style dragon with shiny scales.

“Born with it. Do I need to make light from thin air? Summon a ball of inextinguishable fire? Summon a fairy?” If he was serious… I looked at his tattoos, feeling the skin. It wasn't fake. It moved. When I poked its face. The dragon growled. I rubbed it's belly and it purred in a gravelly way. “He loves to play with people.” I realized I was rubbing his nipple when I was scratching the dragon’s frill beard. “I wouldn't mind playing back…” My face blushed.

“I'm pregnant and very soft… are you sure you want this?” He smiled and stood up to kiss me. I kissed back, hard.

His member was much bigger than I expected, his tattoos wrapping around his waist to make a belt I think changed him some. He loved my soft pussy. My fat thighs. Him over top of me made me want more. I had him cum twice, not letting him go. “Beth, oh your pussy… fuck it's good… it feels embracing, warm, hungry…”

“Oh my gosh I'm so full. Fuck! It's good too! OhhHhHhHh! You're so strong and thick! So hard…”

He was plenty for me and his muscles came with extra stamina, letting me cum over six times. His hands groped my belly and sank his fingers into my thigh. “You're such a good mother, so thick, so satisfying.” His member was ejecting a payload not soon after and I was pleased with him.

We cleaned up and once we both redressed, I sat with him again on my bed. “If you're an agent, wasn't that all against regulations?”
“No actually. I'm a Chosen. It's actually part of the egg ritual. I just gave the dragon scale color, it's sex, it's personally. He will be a tan, attractive, slim dragon. The stars blessed you a blank slate, I came along to fertilize it…” I felt a little cheated, but satisfied nonetheless.
“There's actually a lot of pregnancy sex within dragon culture. Once to give it character, another to give it strength, and lastly to start the process of birthing it…”

I was glad he was the one to be it's dad, all the way.