Chapter 16 The Dragon Races Unfortunate Circumstances (1/2)

”....Who the hell are you callin' a lizard?”

This Mother of mine was talking smack about my waifu, then she calls me a coldblooded reptile?! This was just too much!

Her cheeks puffed up as if offended I could even say such a thing. ”Who're YOU callin' a lizard? Dragons aren't lizards! To call transcendant beings like us mere reptiles...that's like comparing a human to an ape! We're closer to Spirits and Gods, understand? We are in no way related to lizards at all! We're peak existences!”She slammed her hand on the wall.

”The only peak existence Irecognize are the Furry-eared Ones!” I shouted back forcefully.

Mother gasped, horrified. She grew red with anger. ”You little....take that back! How can you consider mutants on the same level as higher beings like Dragons?! Are you stupid?!”

”...Dragons...” Minnie's eyes were running around in circles at the conversation she was hearing. Couldn't blame her.

”I can't believe you, Mother! I had no idea you were such a racist! Hmph, enough with all this Dragon bullshit! I don't care about you anymore! I'm leaving!”

Making up all these lies, they were naught but a distractions and excuses to hide her prejudices. I shan't have anything to do with it.

But before I could even take a step out the door she grabbed my hand in a vise-like grip.

”Oh no you don't, son! Now that the cat's out of the bag you got a duty to perform and you aren't weaseling your way out of it!”

”You're not part of just any old Dragon clan, Damien. Me, you, Dolly, we're of the noble Okeanos Family! Great Water Dragons! Beings who command that which all life originates from.We're Dragon Royalty!” She revealed.

I made a show of searching my pockets. After a moment I shrugged helplessly. ”Sorry. I guess I just don't have any Fucks to give.”

She smacked my head. ”Don't joke around!”

”Fucking hell...alright, alright. Dragon Royalty, got it.” I didn't believe it but let's just go along with her. ” So? What's that got to do with me?”

”Everything. You have a duy to perform, Damien, one of grave importance.” She calmed herself. ”Listen up, son. The Dragon are a powerful race. An ancient race. But with great power comes great consequence.”

”Responsibility, you mean.”

I was ignored. ”In our case that means low birth rate!” Her voice grew impassioned. ”It's a very serious issue among the Dragon race. Our numbers were never very large to begin with, but now after many thousands of years our population is the lowest it's ever been! Especially the Okeanos Family! Son, do you not understand? If something isn't done soon we'll possibly even go extinct!”

”Such is life.” I nodded.

Again, ignored.

”At first it was just about it being difficult for women to conceive children, so a lot of our males had to make children with other races. That in itself wasn't a great worry since Dragon blood is usually dominant. But now the men...they're... complete sheep!” She sighed regretfully, clutching her heart in mourning. ”They're almost completely uninterested in females by now. In spite of having great reproductive capabilities, they were never a very aggressive group on that front to begin with. But now they're entirely beta! Beta as fuck!”

She wiped away an imaginary tear.

”And as if that wasn't bad enough, there also lies another problem: They're nearly all gone! Our males, they're nearly all dried up in this age! There's not even 30 male Dragons in all the world, son!”

”Because of those three factors our numbers have grown so pitifully small in recent eras. Although our overall power has increased dramatically in response, that, too, in turn also negatively effects our situation because now even aphrodisiacs don't work with us being so powerful! It's a truly vicious cycle. Horrifying.”

”And?”

I got a glare.

”What do you mean, and? Let me finish. Ahem.” She cleared her throat and continued her dramatization. ”Indeed, we thought our time was done. We accepted our fates. But then something miraculous happened!” She held her hands together, almost in prayer. ”And from me, you were born! You, my son, with your extraordinary... libido!”

I wasn't comfortable with this topic anymore.

”...Um.”

”It was from you the fires of hope rekindled themselves within our hearts! Yes. Showing affinity for the debaucherous at such a young age...All those writings of yours which hint at the erotic genius dwelling deep within....the way you punish with one hand and reward with the other, those masterful techniques you've perfected that trap women in an abyss of pain and pleasure. We were watching all along! We knew, then, the solution to our problems. Do you understand, my son?”

Her face was really close for some reason. The way she stared at me was so pressuring!

”...”

”Damien. For the sake of our entire species, you must copulate!” She intoned. ”Copulate like crazy! Like a rabbit in heat!”

”...Uh...”

”But not just any woman will do. Like the Minerva girl, she's out of the question. We can't have you creating inferior offspring. Our pride won't allow it, not after the whole wyvern business. No, you have to get it on with only the strongest and pure-blooded of races. The Sea Folk race, the Elven race, the Phoenix tribe, the Celestiels, the Devil race...the powerful Magi of the human race, even...you've a responsibility to seek out exceptional women from all these great races and conquer their bodies mercilessly, impregnating them with all your might! Obviously this includes all the young females from our race as well, but we can't expect much children from them so we can't have you wasting time on those ones until later.” She said.

”But yes. Copulation. This is your duty as the current generation's 1st Prince of the Okeanos Family!”

By the end she was breathing hard, having worn herself out.

I couldn't even get a word in edgewise before she was at it again.

”Don't worry, though, son. Your looks are top-tier even among our race. After you mature more all you'd have to do is crook a finger and women shall line up at your bed! I guarantee it as a woman myself. We're simple creatures, after all.”

While I did believe women were capable of being just as skeezy and loose as men in some cases, that sentence was really a large generality. Apologize to your gender, dammit.

”Even if you weren't so good-looking you would merely have to show your manhood and they'll be unable to resist.”

She went on.

”After all, while I don't know why, females have for many centuries had an abnormal fascination with the size and shape of a male Dragon's member. It really is quite odd now that I think about it...”

The Bad Dragon company would make a killing here.

That aside...

I finally understood it now.

Damien in the game wasn't a playboy at all! He was just being pimped out by his own mother! What the flying fudge!