Korra rolled around on her bed, clutching a pillow to her chest.

"The foreplay alone is heavenly. But the actual thing?"

She grabbed both of her breasts, squeezing them.

"Whether it’s the way he just takes hold of these and starts sucking on them—"

She twisted her own nipples, licking her lips.

"Or the way he takes those thick fingers of his and slowly thrusts them inside my sopping wet pussy—"

She lowered the camera, and Nadia caught a glimpse of her pushing her own fingers inside, thrusting them without even realizing what she was doing because she was so overwhelmed.

"Or the way he turns me around and shows off my bouncy naked ass—"

She spread herself open, fingering her anus.

"And licks it, pushes his tongue all the way inside, eats it out..."

She bit her lip, her eyes glazed with lust.

"It’s absolutely heavenly! I would die over and over just to feel that same thing again!"

Nadia’s breath came in short, shallow gasps.

Her nipples were rock hard, pressing against the fabric of her dress. Her underwear was soaked. Her entire body was on fire.

She knew exactly what Korra was describing.

She had seen the videos. She had watched how Mika treated every single woman he was with—with patience, with skill, with a dedication to their pleasure that bordered on obsessive.

He truly was a professional when it came to making love.

Meanwhile, Korra was completely lost now, caught in the throes of her own fantasy.

She rolled over, spread her legs wide, and pointed the camera directly at her glistening, scaley pussy.

"But the most important thing..."

She said, her voice husky.

"...is his cock. Mika’s absolutely divine cock!"

She was practically drooling.

"It’s absolutely massive. And despite only being a human, it’s something no other demi-human race could ever match up to."

"It’s a weapon, meant for destroying a woman’s insides!"

Nadia’s heart raced, while Korra bit her lip, unable to hold back.

"He takes that cock of his—and thrusts it deep inside!"

She pressed her hand against her womb, fingering herself simultaneously.

"It not only spreads my pussy open and completely tears it apart, but it goes all the way deep into my womb."

She pressed harder.

"The very same womb that held Nuri for so long. He goes all the way inside and just thrusts in and out. In and out. In and out."

She was in a daze now, her body reacting, her hips bucking against her own fingers.

She squirted over and over, her juices soaking the sheets beneath her.

"He starts slow and passionate, then loving, then he goes harder and harder. He makes me scream and moan."

Her face contorted with euphoria.

"No matter how much I beg him to stop, he doesn’t stop. H-He just keeps going until the very end."

She bit her lip so hard she drew blood, her eyes rolling back.

"And when he finally comes—" Her voice cracked. "—he fills my pussy up completely! There’s just so much semen. So much! Like he’s trying to impregnate me, trying to make me carry his seed!"

"And I...I have no choice but to take it all, because he just keeps pumping and pumping until I’m overflowing!"

She shuddered.

"By the end, I’m a completely shaking, writhing mess. The Black Dragon Queen, the woman everyone looks up to turns into a complete slut who was born to take his cock."

Nadia sat frozen, her fingers twitching, her body aching.

She could feel herself getting wetter just from hearing Korra’s description.

It was so taboo, so wrong hearing her best friend talk about her son this way.

But she couldn’t stop listening. She didn’t want to stop.

Meanwhile, Korra’s whole body was trembling, her wings fluttering, her tail swishing, her eyes half-closed with need.

Mika was her greatest wish in the world. The only thing she truly wanted.

Then, all of a sudden, she realized what she had been doing.

She looked down at the screen. She saw Nadia’s flushed face, her parted lips, her glazed eyes. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

And she remembered—this was Mika’s mother and her best friend that she was telling this to.

Even for someone as bold as her, this was too much!

Korra’s face flushed crimson, despite her dark skin. Her finger was still plunged inside her pussy, glistening with her own juices.

She yanked it out as if burned.

"Um, Nadia, I—this—that—" She stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence.

Nadia was equally flustered. She had been touching herself too, her own fingers hovering near her crotch, and she yanked them away guiltily.

Both women stared at each other in complete confusion and embarrassment. The mood was extremely awkward, thick with unspoken tension.

Then, suddenly, Nadia heard a door open.

Not in her own house—but in Korra’s.

Korra jerked up in surprise, her head whipping toward the sound. Before she could say anything, a familiar whiny voice echoed from the doorway.

"Mama! Mama, I’m hungry! Make me dinner! I want a lot of meat!"

Nuri’s small figure appeared in the frame, her tiny wings fluttering, her eyes bright. Then she seemed to notice her mother’s state.

"Mama, why are you naked? And why are you in such a weird position? Your legs are all spread out. And..."

She squinted. "Why are you showing off your lady bits?"

Korra’s face went from crimson to purple.

But Nuri didn’t seem bothered at all. Instead her eyes lit up like she saw a feast.

"Mama’s boobies! I finally get to play with them!"

She bounded across the room.

Korra yelped. "Wait, hold on, dear! Don’t come over here suddenly—"

But Nuri had already jumped onto the bed, landing squarely in her mother’s lap. She grabbed onto Korra’s breasts with both hands, squeezing them enthusiastically.

"They’re so soft and fluffy!" Nuri giggled. "I love them so much!"

She looked down at her own tiny chest, then back at her mother’s generous bosom, a thoughtful expression crossing her face.

"I hope mine grow up in the future. I think Mika likes bigger boobies." She puffed out her small chest. "I want to impress him. I want big boobies just like you, Mama!"

Her eyes shone with adoration, while Korra and Nadia were completely caught off guard.

Neither knew what to say.

But just as Korra tried to pull her daughter away, Nuri’s eyes sparkled with mischievous glee.

"With how big Mama’s boobies are, there has to be some milk inside them!"

"So let’s not waste any more time! Let me suck it all out!"

Before her mother could protest, Nuri latched onto her breast and started sucking like a hungry baby.

Korra yelped. "Wait! Stop it! No, please don’t! Please—"

But Nuri just continued sucking playfully, her eyes half-closed with contentment.

Korra had no choice. She looked at the screen, her expression mortified.

"Sorry, Nadia. We’ll have to talk later. My daughter is...a bit hungry right now."

Nadia nodded numbly, and the phone call cut off.

The screen went dark.

Nadia sat there for a moment, the phone still in her hand. Then she let out a long, shuddering breath.

She absolutely hated herself for asking those questions.

Not only had it made her inner turmoil even worse, but now she knew in graphic, excruciating detail that her son was a demon in bed.

A demon who could completely destroy the Dragon Queen.

A demon who could drag her under as well.

She thought about Nuri, too—how the little dragon girl had also expressed interest in Mika

Both mother and daughter, wanting the same man. It was strange. Complicated.

But more than anything, she thought about Korra’s words.

The way she had described Mika’s hands on her body. The way he touched her. Fucked her. Fingered her. Gave her the utmost pleasure.

And because of that, she couldn’t stop wondering.

What would it feel like to be conquered by Mika?

To have him touch her the way he touched Korra?

To have him thrust inside her, fill her up, make her lose control completely?

The more she thought about, the more she lost control of her body and her instincts took over.

Without conscious thought, her hand drifted down to her crotch.

Her other hand rose to her breast.

She began touching herself—slowly at first, then faster, harder.

She imagined Mika doing the same to her. His hands, not hers. His fingers, not hers. His body, pressing against hers, filling her, completing her.

The more she imagined, the more excited she became. Her fingers moved harder, faster, circling her clit, pressing against her entrance. Her pussy grew wetter, her nipples tighter, her breath shorter.

She started to whimper. To moan. To call out his name.

"Mika...Mika...oh, Mika..."

She was lost in her own world, just as Korra had been.

Her hips bucked against her hand.

Her back arched.

She could feel something building deep inside her—a pressure, a heat, an impending release.

And then—

The bathroom door opened.

Mika’s voice called out, casual and amused.

"You called, Nadia?"

She froze.

Her hands were still between her legs. Her dress was bunched around her waist. Her face was flushed, her lips parted, her eyes glazed.

And Mika was standing in the doorway, towel around his waist, hair still damp, watching her with a knowing smile.

Nadia’s soul left her body.