It was a lovely day in the Artisans World with the sun shining and the air clear as it always is but something was not quite right to the point that even Spyro could notice as he walked through the grassy fields with a stained sheep on his back, it was far too quiet and despite being nearly noon there was no other dragons coming and going as usual. Arriving at the pond, a beautiful set piece of marble with twin waterfalls that like all of the Artisans architecture seemed to be overly grand for the rural area it was built in, Spyro easily grabbed the sheep off his back and dropped her into the shallows.  Speaking simply, “I dunno if you can understand me but clean yourself...and do not make a fuss, I am much faster than you.”, and with that turned to look at the green crystal statue sitting close to the pond, it seemed familiar to him but he could not put his finger on it until he walked closer where it suddenly started to shake and smoke before exploding into a hail of green pebbles to reveal..a dragon?
“Delbin? Why was you a statue?”, Spyro asked more confused than he had ever been,

“Ah Spyro my lad thank you for the rescue. That no good Gnasty Gnorc somehow used a spell that has frozen all the dragons in crystal while his evil minions steal all the gems in the realms, you must stop him.”

“But why me? I am not even an adult yet...”

“For some reason my lad Gnasty's evil magic does not effect you and so it is you alone that..must...”, but before Delbin could continue he could only stop and stare at the very soggy sheep pulling its self out of the pond and walking depressingly over to Spyro's side before sitting on the ground with a wet splat that caused Spyro to flinch a bit. His eyes moved from Spyro, trying to keep a straight face and look everywhere but forward as his scales darked in a blush, to the sheep sitting on the floor looking almost defeated. 
“My lad have you been terrorising the wildlife again? I told you that a dragon must not harm the animals unless we need food or magic, not for pranks.”

Spyro's eyes widened a little, “Oh ye haha pranks ye, of course but no see the sheep eh..for some reason keeps following me about so I eh..ehm tried throwing her..it in the pond so it will leave me alone haha dumb animal...”, Spyro could only blurt out while the ewe sat staring deep into Spyro's very soul but before Delbin could continue, “Right so 'Nesty Norc', gems stolen, save dragons, got it right ok bye!”, as he picked up the sheep and ran, laughing, straight to the nearest warpgate where he threw the ewe in despite its bleats and jumped in after it. Delbin could only stare for a minute longer before shaking his head and wondering if Spyro was really up to the task but one thing was for sure, being trapped in crystal was not the strangest thing about today so far.

Spyro landed with grace as his wings allowed him to glide down to the ground while the sheep luckily landed on Spyro's back even if she was not quite sure if dragon's scales was softer than rock. “Darn warpgates are never perfect but at least they never put you too high up, eh sheepy?”. Spyro said to the fluffy package on his back as walked forward to take in the sights. There was green little goblins running about with sacks of gems, masked men carrying dragons eggs no doubt stolen from around the world and piles of gems all over the place. He sighed at all the work he had to do with this one realm let alone all the realms in all the worlds but being a hero has its perks surely and how bad could it be when he has warm little pillow with him he thought but when he turned to look at her she was gone..again.
“Fast little thing ain't she”, he thought to himself but standing on the near hill easily found her  talking to the biggest ram he had ever seen in his life and as he approached she backed off while the ram stepped forward with horns lowered, a challenge?

The “challenge” lasted around two seconds before Spyro charged straight into the ram and sent it flying with maybe a little too much force as his Sheep could stand and watch amazed, the mental image of Spyro as a ram defeating the alphas for her rights flashed in her mind for a second before she closed her eyes and shook it off with disgust. Opening she was met face to face with Spyro again but this time the look on his face filled her with fear as she thought all he had done so far was the worst he could do but if that look was any sign she might be wrong and that was not something she wished to learn.

The pair walked through Stone Hill as the oddest couple you could imagine, him easily defeating all enemies while she lazily picked up any gems that they passed in some attempt to keep him happy but every chance she had looked for an escape only to find Gnorcs or more and more freed dragons, each one giving some advice or thanks but also very odd looks to why a sheep was following Spyro around the place or why he was at times protecting her. Hours had past at this point and the sun was setting on this stressful first step of the adventure but it had its own fair share of fun moments plus Spyro had one thing to look forward to that he had never had before, a mate, yes to be fair not the most willing or thrilled of one but every animal has its place in the world as the elders say. Before he could return home with his sheep and a chest of holding full of gems she tried one more escape attempt and this one was the first big mistake she had done for when he found her on the beach, he himself looking rough and ragged as he has just fought his way through all the left over Gnorcs that was hiding out in the cave on the way over, she could only give one sheepish smile before he grabbed her for the last time, walked his way to the nearby fields and throw her down a well.

Luckily for her the well was fake and at the bottom of the short fall was a sandy treasure room complete with grand chest and baskets of gems but not so as lucky for her there was no way out of his room other than the magic whirlwind that only dragons could use but before she could feel trapped Spyro landed next to her causing her to quickly turn to face both him and his erection that signalled her fate for this night. Rams are never gentle, nature is never gentle, so why would a dragon be she thought to herself as she considered her options for a moment before turning around with a sigh and taking a defeated bow away from her apparent master for be it ram or dragon both felt all the same in the dark so she might as well try to go at her own pace. 

Spyro was amazed that he only had to step forward with erection visible for his sheep to present herself to him with no hesitation, “Maybe she is finally ok with all this.”, he thought as he approached to lay a hand on her soft rear. Gazing once more at her most intimate of areas he was thankful this well had lights that let him fully see his most appreciated of treasures, he took a step forward to place a second hand on her rear and his snout to her sex for just a moment as he took in that scent, still so raw, but dulled by the bath earlier today before bringing his tongue to her. Her taste was something he could not get enough of, musky and raw that matched her animalistic place in the world but with this slight sweetness of a female that Spyro craved so dearly, she too liked this part at least as it was gentle with the warm drool providing far more give to the acts that followed than her own body would in such a short time but just as she was mentally thanking Spyro's tongue work his own painful erection caused him to withdraw, leaving her sensitive to the cool air for a moment but she knew what was coming next.

She never quite understood this dance that dragons seem to do, at first they step forward to graze needy flesh on flesh before taking a step back and pushing forward with strength great enough to push her hooves deeper into the ground as her legs threaten to give way but as she started to think of dragons and rams, partly to get her mind off what she was currently doing, she did realize that unlike rams who go straight to the mating to get it done quick the dragon's way was less painful and intense somehow, not that she would know really. She was often a bit of an outcast among the flocks, always wandering off, eating too much, getting too close to the dragons not to mention staying up too late which altogether caused her alpha ram of the flock to never give even so much of a passing glance as he pushed his pick of the well behaving ewes to the side and mounting them hard enough that the cries could be heard several flocks over but even if that was her role in life as an ewe it never did look fun, these memories interrupted for a moment as Spyro's thick knot struck her roughly snapping her back to where she was and what she was doing or rather who. A dragon... these creatures was older than the land they stand on while having secrets of magic that other animals only wished they was able to understand all the while shaping the land, sky and all things under it to there own liking, far more interesting than some ram or ewe who only exist to trim the grass or be food for others by far...another rough strike broke her daydreams again while causing her to become aware of the warm pants above her and how she had started panting herself somewhere along this perverted dance.

Spyro was in heaven as he gripped or stroked that deliciously soft wool while he mated, she was so warm, fit so snug around him, that he knew he was not going to last long but then again had no obligation to either as he lowered himself down to rest more of his weight on her shoulders and take a longer breath to relax. Instead of helping him to unwind however he instead found himself getting annoyed as memories of all the troubles his ewe had caused him today came to greet him in length causing him grip her a bit tighter as his erection twitched seemingly in agreement of such frustrations but as Spyro gritted his teeth he felt a greater relief coming and so sped up to meet it as the sounds of his ewe sighing and panting washed away any shame he had. 

She was panting heavier now from the weight of him leaning on her but also for how long he takes which by far outpaces any ram she could think of when finally hands started to grip her sides a bit tighter while he sped up before coming to rest as deep inside her as he could push all the while she felt his cum, thick and so hot fill her once more. It should be pleasant if not for her lack of say in it but with the knowledge he is finally done she let out a sigh and waited for him to dismount then waited a bit longer before something felt off or rather something still felt too hard inside her, just as she was wondering if a male even could go more than once he pulled out to rub his sticky erection along and over her sex which caused her front legs to give out but instead of falling with her Spyro adjusted his weight onto his own legs and lifted her rear off the floor to meet him. She felt so embarrassed of this position she had gotten her self into as he continued to rub so roughly along her soft wool but the touch was far more gentle than normal mating so she quickly thanked the elements for the break as she tried to catch her breath once more when suddenly his movements became messy as a rain of something hot landed across her back and face, a drop landing on her panting tongue too was all it took for her to snap her mouth closed in disgust.  

She could only pant and bleat now as if a beast possessed he pushed inside once again to strike her insides as hard as he can as if trying to even fit that bulb that dragons came equipped with but surely that would be impossible for an ewe, she hoped it was at least before hearing him groan not in pleasing but in frustration,
“That's it you stupid animal pay me back for every hour of my life you wasted today” was the only thing should make out between the angry remarks and biting comments of her mother as he dug his claws into her waist to mate so hard that it caused her collapsed lower half to rock slowly against the ground knocking up sand and dust that then clung to the cum that had run down and covered her left eye. She did not know how much more she could take, she was on fire while her insides ached from overuse while her body all but gave up trying to move, she bleated, panted, groaned but nothing would stop his thrusts but as she fell to the world of sleep the last thing she felt was him pushing his knot partly inside her while filling her to the point she thought it would not end, a fire raging above her as Spyro let loose his own elemental breath from the sheer destruction of his own pent up rage.

She woke slowly, hurting all over as her body felt like it had been hit by a stampede of rams but the cold water she sat in helped sooth her aches as the crisp morning air blew over her...Suddenly aware of the fact the well she passed out in last night during a marathon of mating did not have water she opened her eyes to find herself in the Artisans World again, sitting in the lap of Spyro as he washed her back almost gently but as she attempted to move found him resting his erection fully inside her. Even still it was a nice gesture that took her by surprise for there is no ram alive that would clean up a ewe after mating, “Ah morning sleepy head, sorry about yesterday but that is what happened when you try to run I guess”, to Spyro it was a comment half in jest but for the ewe was something more, a warning, that to run and cause bother would only lead to a storm of passions that she could not even handle so, finally, she gave up trying to escape.

With one last finish, stinging from overuse, followed by some caring clean up and topped off with hot breath acting like a living hair-drier Spyro made a move to the next realm of Town Square with his ewe in toe, a smart move to leave before the other now freed dragons wake up to see a Dragon and a Sheep together taking a limping walk of shame after all.