Tangled In Scales
Slowly, deliberately, he pressed his palm against the sleek expanse, fingers tracing along the barely perceptible seam hidden between the scales.
And then, with practiced ease, he parted them. The movement was precise, knowing, as if he had done this countless times before.
A strangled noise escaped Ashwin’s throat.
Right where his manhood should have been, the scales gave way, sliding apart like the natural armor they were, revealing something he never could have imagined. A slit, deep and dark, pulsed faintly as it was exposed to the cool air, the inner folds glistening with a strange, almost hypnotic sheen. It wasn’t just an absence—it was something entirely new, something utterly foreign
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