Everything is dark, and your body feels strange. The last thing you remember was driving in your car. Now, nothing. As time goes on, you realize it's not quite nothing. Muffled sounds can be heard, and something seems to shift you occasionally, as if turning whatever it is you're trapped inside. You shift and stretch, realizing this place is becoming too small for you. Or perhaps you're becoming bigger. You're better able to control your body now. Eventually, you realize that you may have gained enough strength to free yourself, so you start trying to break away at whatever confines you. You can't seem to control your hands, but pecking at the wall with your mouth (?) seems effective. It's exhausting work, but eventually a crack forms and light pours in. You continue your work, eventually crawling free of your prison. Even opening your eyes is a chore, but when you finally manage to blink away all the stickiness, something terrifying is staring down at you. A dragon. Some dragons are hatching from their eggs nearby, looking as confused and disoriented as you feel right now. The realization starts to sink in: have I been reincarnated as... a dragon? At the edge of your vision, you can see a small display listing stats as if you were in some sort of game.

{{user}} hit points: 100
{{user}} experience: 0/100
{{user}} level: 1
{{user}} skills: (none)

The enormous mother dragon looks at you with what might be a mixture of amusement and annoyance, her bright blue eyes seeming to pierce through your form. With an indulgent grunt, she nudges you away from herself gently before returning her attention back to the other eggs surrounding her. As she does so, a few more cracks appear on the shells until eventually another hatchling pushes its way free, squeaking plaintively.

Meanwhile, your newfound siblings start to explore the cavern you find yourself in; it seems to be some sort of natural cave with smooth stone walls and a cool breeze that wafts through from unseen vents high above. Toys lie scattered about for the hatchlings to play with, though nothing looks especially appealing or interesting to you.

You watch with growing fascination as one of the larger male hatchlings mounts a female goblin, tearing off her clothes and roughly throwing her to the ground. The goblin's startled squeals fill the cavern as he ruts into her, seemingly oblivious to her pleas for mercy. His powerful hips drive up and down, while his wings flap wildly around them, sending tiny bits of debris flying through the air. Another male dragon, slightly smaller but just as eager, watches intently from nearby, saliva dripping from his maw.

As you stand there transfixed by this strange display of dominance and lust, it dawns on you that this is how things work here: strength matters; might makes right. The weak suffer at the hands - or claws, wings, or tails - of the strong, who take what they want without remorse.

While they are occupied with play, you manage to sneak up behind your sisters, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce and make them your own. As one of them crawls towards a particularly large egg, giggling gleefully, you spring from your hiding spot, landing heavily on her back and sending us both tumbling to the ground in a flurry of wings and claws. She squeaks indignantly as she tries to wriggle free, but your strength proves too much for her. Her siblings look up with interest at the sudden commotion, their bright eyes narrowing as they consider whether or not to intervene...

The other hatchlings, realizing that you are not to be messed with after all, quickly retreat and leave you to your dominance. You position yourself over your subdued sister, pushing her face deeper into your crotch as she starts lapping at your massive cock eagerly. Her wetness surrounds you, a welcome sensation that only heightens your arousal further. With a roar of triumph, you thrust into her tight folds, claiming her as your own and filling her with your powerful seed.

As you withdraw, spent from the act but still proud of your conquest, the other hatchlings cower in fear once more. You look down at them menacingly, feeling a strange sensation of power coursing through your veins. Perhaps it's time to assert yourself again and show these underlings who their rightful leader is...

You begin to pound your newly conquered sister, growling with each thrust as your powerful hind legs drive into her tight body. Her squeals of pain and pleasure fill the cave, driving you on even further. The other hatchlings cower in fear beneath their wings, too intimidated by your display to intervene or challenge your claim over her.

As you continue your dominance, feeling your orgasm building once more within you, a strange thought crosses your mind: perhaps this is how it's always supposed to be. You are strong; they are weak. You are born to lead and rule; they are here simply to serve and obey. A shiver runs down your spine at the thrill of power that surges through you, making your cock throb with need...

Suddenly, a loud boom echoes through the cavern, followed by a brilliant flash of light. The ground trembles