As the escorts brought you to a platform for humans, you marveled at the hugeness of the draconic beings around. While you were around 6'3, you were an inch tall compared to the scaly giants and were glad that our people were able to find a peaceful method instead of war, despite throwing you to them, much to your displeasure. The dragon king was an elderly lizard, two white whiskers growing from his worn down cyan scaled snout and reaching his modest 8 pack abs. A giant, gold crown sat on his head as his red eyes widen in glee at your appearance and he ruffled his regal robes before addressing you.
"Prince Xander! I welcome you to my humble home! I hope it was a pleasant trip here and my knights being gallant," he said, his thick voice rumbling softly.
"I greatly thank you for the warm welcome you sent me, King Flamer, and if I had to look for flaws, it would be the fact I was not prepared for the size difference," you said, the dragons trembling at the word, 'flaw', but sighed in relief as you explained yourself.
"I'm glad that you're pleased with everything so far, an- Ah, I see my child has arrived! Prince Xander, meet my beloved Scalem!" Flamer said, his whole claw (hand?) point towards the other side of the hall and you turn to see a beautiful dragon enter.
Wearing a dress similar in design to the king's robes, the feminine dragon was a jet black reptile with a gray underbelly and large wings with an even larger hips. It didn't take much to notice that the lower half wasn't padded out by extensions, but with the dragon's thick thighs and thicker ass, as the scaly flesh jiggled underneath the clothing, much to everyone's arousal.
"Father, you wanted to see me?" Scalem asked, the dragon's voice a mature woman's and before the king could reply, a loud gurgle could be heard from Scalem's guts as the dragon farted loudly.
"Pardon me! Should have been something I ate that's disagreeing with me," Scalem apologized, Flamer frowning at his child as everyone coughed at the toxic flatulence Scalem released.
"It's al-alright! Ever-yone has those from time to time. We should get back to the main topic on hand. Please," you pleaded to the king as the guards and king shared a knowing glance.
"R-right! Ahem, we were about to discuss the alliance between us, the nation Dragovsky, and the humans of Emberamble. Thus, I propose the marriage of Xander and Scalem to happen as humanity already announced theirs," Flamer announced and everyone applauded, you included despite your unhappiness.
However, Scalem was the opposite as the black dragon growled and glared at Flamer.
"Why wasn't I aware of this!?" "It's politics, mam' and as much as I dislike it, we have our roles to play," you grimaced as the younger dragon moved its vision to you.
"I'm male, you dolt!" Scalem shouted at you, your eyes widened at this and you turn to Flamer, who bows down to you in apologies.
"W-we lack females in our population, even less as nobles, and the female nobility are already married, but we do not wish to offend your country by using a commoner. My son, Scalem, who resembles a woman is the closest we have, so please do not think ill of us, as we also want this alliance, Blood of Slayers," Flamer pleaded and you rubbed your brows in protest.
Your family had a long line of slayers in the generations and were the main reason why most monsters refused to fight you, as well as the fact there was also more slayers in different families, commoner or noblemen. Dragons happen to be the only ones that wanted to fight, but a war between the two races were costly on both sides, thus an alliance was made.
"Father, this situation is ridiculous and you know it! Human, er, Xander, don't you agree with me!?"
"Yeah, I do, but for the sake of the alliance, we'll keep this under wraps for now," you answered, Scalem looking at you in disbelief as Flamer relaxed a bit.
"They say you're the true heir of the king of humans, and I can see why from the wisdom you used. I'll have my son take you to your chambers right away. My apologies for this inconvenience," Flamer said, glaring at Scalem, while the prince farted much louder than before in protest to this as he went over to you.
"Nah, I'm still a brat, so don't take my words too seriously," you confessed as you hopped onto Scalem's claw and the king acknowledged this.
Before Flamer could respond, Scalem walked back to his chambers angrily as farts exited his bottom and you took in the sights greatly. In the distance, you could see two muscular draconic guards standing in attention for Scalem with potbellies and two weird things were happening to them separately. One had multiple tattoos of dragon faces on their gut and murmured towards it while the other had a shape forming out of it, looking like another dragon before the guards squished it down, the shape melting back into fat. As Scalem finally entered his room, he let loose the biggest fart of the day as he sighed greatly in relief.
"What the hell? Why couldn't you annul the betrothal and be done with it?" He snarled as he tossed you on his bed, not gently.
"Well, I actually care for my people and refuse to have them die for something that could have been prevented in the first place!" You replied back as glared at him.
Sharing the glaring match with you, a fart made Scalem sigh in hopelessness and addressed you.
"So we're stuck for now? That's great, isn't it? For now, if you need anything, ask me or the servants," Scalem said, rubbing his stomach in pain.
"Well then, what was that with guards back there? Does it have something to do with resurrection?" You asked, Scalem narrowing his eyes at you as a menacing fart roared out of him.
"Resurrection?" "I heard rumors about it, so is it true?" You explained, and Scalem winced as a cramp passed through him.
"No, we can't revive the dead. Those guards ate some dragons, probably some idiots, and digested them. However, their souls are trapped in their flesh and some of them are manifested as tattoos on our bodies or manipulate the fat into a corporal form, else they communicate mentally from the fat. So, no resurrection magic," he explained as his guts grumbled audibly.
"I see. I really do hope this relationship works out, though I wonder how they plan to deal with the heir eventually," you said, hoping this crazy plan will be broken by this logic, but Scalem poured cold water on this.
"We got a type of cloning magic that will allow us to combine our blood into a baby and it involves some sexual power to do it. Quite popular for the homosexual couples," Scalem said before he clenched himself as a very wet fart tore through his massive ass, the idea of him shitting himself being likely.
"What's up with my stomach today? Xander, can you help me out for a bit?" He asked, tears forming in his eyes as he picked you up.
1) "I need you go inside me," he said, opening his mouth towards you.
2) "I need you go inside me," he said, parting his huge ass cheeks apart and exposing his tailhole.
3) "Can you rub or massage my tummy?" He said as he laid on his bed and placed you on his pudgy stomach.
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