History. A string of decisions and the consequences arising from those. Some decisions have only short-term consequences. Like deciding to eat an apple instead of an oran berry. Or nap one afternoon instead of watching the skies. 

However, there are other kinds of decisions. Those with long-term consequences. And the further in the past it lies, the greater its effect can become. 

Let's take a look at one of such old decisions. Yol Jun Kriid, an old Dovah and ruler of an island for thousands of years. One of his earliest long-ranging decisions is regarding the offspring he produced with his slaves. 

However… what if… his decision was instead of hands-off, indulging in the effort of raising them?

How would it affect him? Affected those around him?

Let's find this out.

Yol Jun Kriid was standing on a balcony overlooking a large pool area built at the side of his castle. Overlooking all the ones playing in there. Each of them was either his offspring or their mothers, his trusted slaves. A slight smile crossed his lips as he watched them play. 

Normally he would join them now, entertaining them either by playing or with one of the many tales he gathered over the millennia. However, today he had to pay special attention to a single being. 

Moving towards a particular bedroom, he took a deep breath. Even with all the many years, he has under his belt, what is going to happen is a first for him as well. Though for him it's the ultimate proof that his choice was not a wrong one so many centuries ago.

Even if it means that his true form as a Dovah is barely in use anymore. At most, it was used as a platform to be crawled over by his offspring. 

It was only a short walk for him to reach the door in question. Knocking on it he heard a "Come in." and he opens it. There he saw his daughter Charis. 

That's right, Charis who is in the true timeline known as a great adventurer with the titles of the Green Blitz and the Dragonborn is awaiting her father with a big smile in this what-if timeline. 

And like her father, she was wearing a robe covering her body. Continuing to smile she greeted her father "Welcome, Father. It's a pleasure to see you" as he stood up.

"It's a pleasure as well," he replied to her with a big smile to her and much to his surprise, Charis let suddenly her robes fall down… revealing the little she was wearing underneath. 

All she had was a black material covering her arms and legs. If Yol's information is correct, then it is something from one of his daughters that acts as a contact to realms outside these realms and the material is called latex. 

A good chuckle escaped the current fire type as his daughter now turned around to teasingly "hide" her assets. Letting his own bathrobe fall down, he slowly moved towards his daughter. Then from behind her embraced her with a grin. One of his hands reaches down to feel her between the legs. 

His intuition proved true and he whispered to Charis, "My my… so eager to have me, that you are already ready for me before we even started anything?" One of his fingers pushed into her hole, feeling the moisture of the female insides.

Charis shuddered visibly, glancing at her father "Y-Yes father… it's… not every time… that…" and released a small gasp as he clenched his hand between her legs. 

Yol Jun Kriid chuckled loudly and mused "WEll… my slave. There is only one thing you need to do. To earn the right to have me~." 

The female Zeraora nodded to her father with a nervous look, as he let go of her. Slowly turning she got down on her knees and gazed upon his pride. Her hands slowly moved up and cupped the chameleon's balls, while her head closed in slowly. Upon reaching her desired prize, her tongue slips out and slowly slides over the smooth skin of her fathers' tool. 

A shiver ran down Yol Jun Kriid's as he felt the feline tongue going over his pride, his hand placed on her head, rubbing behind the ears to encourage her. 

The young Zeraora had a purring sound as she continued the licking, the scent of his musk entering her nostrils. Her legs clenched together some more once her mind registered it. her body demanded even more to feel the tool that created her in the respective entrance. 

As much as the electric type wished to simply fall into the demands of her body, her mind remained in enough control to know that she first has to ultimately earn it from her father and thus continued her task.

Her rough feline tongue moves in slow motions over the length of his equipment, while the hands are both carefully feeling over the balls. Under these moves, the object of her desire began to work the first of its magics, by hardening and growing. 

To encourage the further increase of its stiffness and size, her mouth switched position with one of her hands. Grasping the pride, a move up and down along it started, while her mouth wrapped around a portion of one of his balls. the tip of the tongue touched the surface. Moving along the available space a little before the cat started to suckle. Her eyes closed and took more of the musk, which strengthened in intensity. 

"Very skilled, daughter," grunted the purple charmeleon towards his daughter. Looking down at her while pushing her head closer to him, he wondered, "Did you take lessons from your mother or Kiki?" Thought all he got was a subtle shake of her head, as she didn't want to stop here verbally answer his question. 

Understanding that, he accepted that as an answer and watched her as she suckled and even nibbled his entire manhood until she reached the end of it. 

She wrapped the entirety of his sign of manhood into her mouth, moving her head up and down. Now fully sucking him. Her ears perked as the pleased groan escaped his throat, and her eagerness to give even more to him increased as she sped up her moving. His hands both now grasped her head, aiding her while also giving her a steady rhythm to his liking. 

Charis' spine shivered due to the extensive taste of his length, showing her surprising ability to take the full size of it. Was her father really the first male she is taking on, or did she have the training and just lied to the ruler of this island? Or was it a pure talent that enabled her?

Those were questions that the little bit of rationality within Yol Jun Kriids mind could grasp. However, it was quickly drowned by the lust that drives the transformed Dovah now. His eyes were closed, savouring the handiwork of his daughter. Both of her hands now are also fully fondling his balls, encouraging them to add to the readiness of their owner. 

Then You decide enough is enough. Adjusting his grasp on her head, he pulled her off his pride. Bewildered she looked up at the lizard, and their eyes met. For a moment she feared she overdid it and caused something unforgivable but that melted away quickly as he put up a smile "Very good. You earned your prize. Now to the bed to you." and kneels down to whisper something else into her ear. 

"As you wish, father," was her purring reply and quickly she moved to the bed. She laid down on her back. Her legs angled up and spread. The damp, swollen red folds presented towards the male. 

Grinning, Yol Jun Kriiid walks towards his daughter and moves on the bed. Moving on the mattress with his knees, he reached her. Resting his hard length on the moist spot to tease her more. 

One of the hands groped one of her breasts, the female whimpering to this teasing. Close to begging to finally have her insides invaded. An evil grin looked down on her, as she kept whimpering. 

Smirking, the Dovah leaned down and whispered “That is for your little misdeeds in an attempt to get my attention~” and chuckled lightly as her head turned away to not look at him, her cheeks blushing hard. 

Which was followed soon by a gasp as she had failed to notice that her father had moved his pride… but that attention was back the second he pushed his pride into her. It was so quick and his pride slid into her so deep that she didn't even feel the break of her hymen. 

He gave a pleased chuckle and groaned as her walls were now able to catch up with him, clenching along the length of him. 

"So nice… and tight," he grunted as he started to slide his pride out of her… only to shove it back into her. "It has been a while… since I took the virginity of a female" and looked down at her. 

Charis, however, was unable to answer, moaning pleased and her hands on his chest, pressing there while her legs wrapped around his waist. Her mind clouded deeply from the pleasure running over her body. Her lust forces her to focus on savouring the thrusting motion into her body, the claws trying to pierce his skin. However, failing due to them sharing the strength of the scales that would be there instead. 

The Dovah smiles in amusement and continues on his way. The bed protested upon the force applied to it, despite being built with the strength of the male in mind. 

Once he picked up a faster pace her breathing began to shallow, taking a shorter and shorter time to take in the fresh air. The hands that rested beside her head first moved to grab once more upon her hips. Raising it slightly to the air while he rose to full high (Minus what's below the knees). 

Her hands are now on the bed to support that shift of position and starting to grab the sheets hard. Tears began to appear. 

However, nothing prepared her for what came. For Yol Jun Kriid it was time. "Charis!" he growled "It's time to be fully MINE!" he roared and slammed their hips together. His pride went as deep as it was physically possible and spurts of hot seed shoot out of his shaft. 

Feeling the sudden heat, Charis' eyes widened. Her back arched, And all she could do was release a loud “NYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” while her clawed hands ripped the sheets apart. 

Mind clouded, madness grasping. As the experience of her first climax with a male's pride inside washed over her. All muscles had tensed including those of her inner walls. 

Only once her father, the Dovah Yol Jun Kriid, transformed into the form of a Charmeleon was satisfied he let go. 

Her body fell on the bed, and her breathing was heaving for air as the afterglow now took hold. Yet she held a smile towards her father. And Yol grinned at her, laying on her and whispered "Welcome to my circle, daughter."

"Thank you… father," she whispered back. The two began to share a deep kiss. Her arms and legs wrapped around him. Not letting him pull out of her.

Not letting a single drop of his being escape her folds. 

And perhaps… something new was starting to form inside the green-furred female~