Bonus Story - The Quoll (Or In, and Out... and Then In, and Out, and In Again)

The rolling hills of New Zealand were almost as iconic as the movie they were portrayed in, the legendary classic, Lord of the Rings which brought years of fame and fortune to the archipelago nation. Almost as important as the movie’s locations were the mix of special and practical effects that created the world inside it, any trip to New Zealand would be woefully incomplete without adventuring inside the location that brought the depths of Moria to life. As such, Nyx had it dotted as the only thing she truly had to do on her visit was visit Weta FX studios.

Nyx expected live displays of old props and exhibitions of new upcoming projects, but what she wasn’t expecting was  her tour guide. It was rare for her to be towered over but somehow the giant dragoness of a tour guide made Nyx feel so tiny in comparison! She looked exactly like Smaug from the movies, except astoundingly more milfy, Nyx couldn’t help but gush. Her giddy excitement squeezing at Sherri’s hand as the pair followed behind their guide.

“Oh wow..” Nyx gazed at all the fanciful designs and artifacts that lined the walls, “I always wondered if they used CGI for the Mines of Moria..”

“Who said they used CGI for those scenes?” she flashed a smirk, giving a slight wink of her gaze in a way that made Nyx blush. Her exotic scaled form casually seated back against one of the massive work benches that was thankfully free of current project materials. “For Lord of the Rings, there was a concerted effort to use practical effects whenever possible.”

Nyx followed closely, her eyes watching the dragoness as she gestured over to the various prop items that she had seen in the movie. “-And here we have one of the golden items that was featured in The Hobbit; Desolation of Smaug.” Nyx’s eyes lit up with excitement seeing the golden shimmering goblet that was held so carefully in the dragoness’ hand.

“Oh wow..” She whispered under a hushed breath, “So does that mean the dragon, Smaug, was he real too?”

“Why, yes.” The dragoness said with a sultry tune in her voice, “She was real.” Nyx felt her heart stutter, their tour guide slowly reaching out with her massive scaled hand, fingers oh so gently touching upon her chin. “And you’re looking right at her..”

Her rounded quoll ears twitched and she felt a bubble of erotic courage fill her lips, “Your reputation precedes you, O’Smaug the …Thicc..” Nyx crooned so sweetly up at the dragoness who in the lore of books had such a fearsome title. What would for most be an intimidating moment, the massive scaled woman with a heated voice who’s muzzle was inches from their face, Nyx simply saw as arousing. Her loins brimmed with excitement and following the woman’s lead she leaned inwards. Her plush pink lips meeting Smaug’s, much to the other’s delight and surprise! It was a brief kiss to start, Nyx gazing into her slit pupils and cheeks that suddenly began to blush as a bemused smirk appeared at the corners of her lips.

“Cute..” Smaug whispered in a steamy tone as her massive tongue then licked at those plump pink lips, Nyx returning, only to feel that reptilian tongue wriggle between them. Her tongue tasting and suckling sweetly upon the massive dragon’s muscle as her body churned with arousal, their bodies touching as Smaug leaned closer. Her plump tits squeezing between them as Smaug’s fingers carefully teased along her waist, and led her against the empty production table.

Nyx wondered if this was like how her usual partners felt, so small in comparison, but she didn’t let that stop her. Her body squished eagerly against Smaug’s body, her cock firming as she adjusted her hips and flipped up the khaki pleated skirt revealing oddly plain cotton white panties. “So excited..” Smaug crooned with a depth in her voice of a giantess that made Nyx tremble with excitement. “Normally you mortals are much too shy to take the VIP tour..” Her mottled marsupial cock throbbed as it neared the heated entrance of Smaug’s pussy, the plump scaled twat beckoning her closer like an adventurer towards the depths of a treasure room. “Only the bravest reap the greatest rewards..” Smaug whispered as the tip of Nyx’s cock smeared against the slit.

And she was right.

Nyx felt the heat of Smaug’s pussy as her tip comfortably pushed against the entrance, warm drooling strings of femcum clinging to the length of her cock as she slowly filled into that juicy dragoncunt. Her hands wrapped around one of Smaug’s massive thighs, clinging herself close and pressing her cheek against it as she dipped herself all the way inside, hilting until those fat bloated balls touched against Smaug’s supple pussy lips. A cock that had most girls screaming and unable to take it to the hilt, was so comfortably snug inside the dragon’s twat. “Oooh.. Mmhh!” Nyx moaned out with a little grunt as she felt the tip of her prehensile twitching prick wriggling against Smaug’s draconic womb.

She could feel the massive body twitch and squirm as her cock squished around inside, Smaug’s large frame so comforting as Nyx started to move her hips. Lustful moans that crackled like the coals upon a fire sizzled from between Smaug’s lips, the squishy wet sounds of eager marsupial cock sliding into the heated entrance that wetly melted inside her, the loud clapping of her mound directly into Smaug’s labia, all these mixed together as the dragoness moaned her approval of the eager tourists humping motions. “Mhhh.. Better than CGI.. don’t you think?”

Her body moved, arching forwards with the full weight of her matronly frame and thrusting into the tight squeezing pussy that so happily accepted her shaft. “Hhahh.. d..definitely.. prefer the real!” Her voice cracked as her hips slid in so tightly, standing on her tiptoes and letting her slowly swelling balls mash against the wet set of lips that dripped down her furred sac, “Thing!”

Of all the things Sherri thought she might see on this tour, her friend and companion fucking the dragon from The Hobbit movies was definitely not on her bingo card. Her eyes stared, shamelessly enjoying the tour guide and her attention to Nyx, as the doggirl lifted her phone with the intent on capturing this moment for her highlight reel of her New Zealand trip. “This is gonna be good..” She murmured as Nyx’s spotted body humped with such vigor that her body was practically a blur!

The wet mashing of nethers continued to fill the hall, Sherri’s eyes locked in, gazing enviously as Nyx threw herself into the body of the dragoness. The doggirl gripping her fingers into her sarong, biting her lower lip, she knew first hand how heavy those thrusts could be but watching Nyx she wondered if the quoll had been more gentle on her in the past. Her ebony furred thighs stuck together as she swallowed down her throat, determined to make a note of Nyx’s heavy handed motions in hopes that later on she would use them on her. Nyx was entering a frenzy, moving her hips so hard that even the dragoness, the queen of the tour guides and with her massive frame practically immobile to most mortals was starting to budge against the weight of Nyx’s enthusiasm.

Her pink polished clawtips squeezed tightly into the crimson scaled thighs, her jaw clenching as the rupture of orgasm flowed through her. Spotted tail fluffing as she spasmed against the thick dragoness that similarly clutched her hands in relieving bliss as the pair shared an orgasm together, “Ohmigod..” Nyx sputtered helplessly as her cummy cock unloaded an endless flow of cum that bubbled inside Smagu’s womb. “Th..That..” She murmured, looking up into the slitted pupils of her tour guide who offered a satisfied huffing smile in return.

Exhaling and trembling, Nyx looked up at the goddess of a dragon with her cheeks blushing brightly, “Oh.. Smaug the.. the.. Unassessably MILFY, you really are as amazing as the old tales say..” Nyx murmured, her words luring a bemused chuckle from the cummed-in dragoness.

“Well I should hope so..” Smaug whispered hotly, leaning closer and giving Nyx a tender lick with her squishy tongue. “But just to be safe, keep telling them for me, won’t you?”