Smolder and Jade ran back past the sex zombified cheerleaders, leaving them utterly confused. That is until a great rumbling shook the halls. Turning their attention to the source their crazed shuttered at the sight of a massive snake size cock slithering along the walls. The degusting shadow towered them, leaving them drool with anticipation, only to it to violent crumble them into a bloody pulp with a single fuck. Once they were dead, the captive audience were free to run through the halls, spreading the plague even faster.

Jade and Smolder turned the corner of the hallway and jumped over a few whorish scenes, not bother to stop or save them. They were in a race against the clock to out length the beast and save themselves.

"So let me get this straight." Jade tried to catch her breath. "Spike knows this dragon?"

"Yeah," Smolder replied. "They used to be friends. I'm sure if we could talk to him, we could work something out."

"With a literal giant slithering cock!!" Jade threw her hands at the visage. "We are running around like scared bitches, while our school is filled with sex crazed psychopaths, and you want to make a deal with a god damn snake dick?!"

"If we find the body attached to it, he should be willing to talk." Smolder's voice wavered. "It's not like he can move much, or so Spikey told me."

"So we have to find the body of the college's biggest noodle dick." Jade rolled her eyes at such a crazy idea

"It's not like I have another plan!" Smolder jumped over another pair of fucking zombies. "Beside, what if he's not sex-zombie?!"

"That's a big assumption to make while his literal cock is chasing up our asses!" Jade pointed her spear at it.

"You have a better idea!?"

"Kill it!" Jade jumped and attempted to stab the monster. Her spear missed as the cock dodged around with ease despite it's size.

"That's not a solution." Smolder jumped between the two. "You can't off every cock you see!"

"Why not?!" Jade jumped again and missed, causing the cock to go into a spin.

With the dragoness distracted, it slapped between them and threw Smolder down a stairway while Jade ran the other direction. The dragon was sent rolling down the stairs and into pitch black. The cock didn't turn back to the dragon and continued to give chase to Jade. This left the weakened Smolder utterly alone.

The dragon laid on the floor for several minutes as her world kept spinning. She felt a heavy weight and a suddenly desire to sleep. Her head pounded and her suit hung more loose than ever before. Her body didn't want to get up, so she had to fight the urge.

Inch by inch, the dragon lifted herself up and held out her hands. Feeling along the wall, she followed the path upward. As her vision cleared and she was able to push her aching body back up, Smolder realized she had no idea where she was. It was a long struggle, but she managed to reach a window and some nearby light. It was then, the greatest horror hit her in the worst way possible.

"Fresh... Fresh air..." She panicked upon feeling it graze across her cheeks. Feeling up her suit revealed nothing, despite it's looseness, the dragoness was still contained. Yet upon reaching her helmet, the claws shivered with despair. A distinct crack growing bigger and bigger along the back over to the side. The dragon's blood ran cold upon realizing she might be compromised.

A dragon like her could fight the pheromones of a lone dragon in heat for a little while. But with Crackle also somewhere in the building and lust spreading everywhere, she knew exposure now was losing battle. She had to think fast of something fast.

Maybe she could find some tape to seal it up. No, that effort would be pointless if she was already infected. And then, if she was too late, the only thing that could cure her was by the dragon male producing the heat or finding her 'true love'. Whatever meant, she never understood. Princess Ember always handle these problems better.

Back when Smolder's brother first went into the heat, she was too young to effected by the smell. Even then, her parents sent er away until his cycle was complete. Plus, like plenty of dragons, Garble had chances to explore his cycle among his kind. Spike never had this chance, thus the first time he released a pheromone wave, it only made sense it would cause such sex crazed chaos.

Smolder couldn't help but feel guilty. She didn't care much to understand Spike when they first met. The dragoness could have easily given him a quick dose in a safe environment. Ember could have done it before her long standing fling with the changeling king. They could have just sent Spike a whorish dragoness every few months to keep him contained. In truth, this infection was as much their fault as it was Spike's fault.

The dragoness took a deep breath and stopped. Her mind never raced this much over Spike before. She had never been this concerned over his well being this strongly until this very moment. She had never thought about him sexually either. "Wait..." That word passed her mind again, much louder. Sexy, sex! Just fuck!

Smolder's mind filled with a haze, and the dragoness fell to the floor. Images flashed across her eyes. Sights of Spike is the most dank manners. Her friends fornicating, loud as possible in her mind's eye. The dragoness felt her claws rubbing along her stomach and down to her crotch.

"No!!" The dragon's mind screamed. Her heart was pounding. A cold sweat poured from her forehead. Her body heated up in a flash, but she felt herself shiver. "Not like this..." The pheromones reached into her suit, the only protection was completely meaningless now.

Smolder threw herself against the wall and tried to fight it. The pheromones were so thick and potent that it was almost impossible for her to focus. Her arms swung around, making sure nothing was close enough to fuck. Instead, her claws ignored her and turned toward the suit, ripping it open and exposing her more. "Stupid body! Don't disobey me now!!"

Her attempts to fight the desire proved fruitless as her body did whatever it wanted, exposing her cleavage and pulling her pants down. Before she knew it, the dragoness was wearing nothing more then her bra and panties.

"I'm a survivor." She repeated her own words. "I will not be turned into a monster, not like Spike!!" She blast flames around her to scare off any potential lovers. "I will not lose my sanity to some sickos!!" She felt her body's temperature rising. The more she fought the desire, the more her body desired to be touched. "I'm a warrior, a dragon, and I will not be broken."

She dropped to the ground as tears flooded her eyes. Her mind flashback to all the events that led to this point. Ember's declaration of quarantine, the sight of her school infected and fucked senseless, and the sight of the giant cock. She felt a pain in her chest and she wanted to break. Her mind lingered on a single image beyond her friends and the dragon that infected her. The name of the lovely changeling mare filling her desire echoed out of Smolder's mouth. "I... must... find... Ocellus..."

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Yeah, no really a SmolderXother chapter. I did plan it out like that when posting that schedule update, her having a romantic moment with Jade. But once I got to the infection scene, I found it flowed better alone.

Don't worry, I still have a role for Jade, but Smolder getting infected and finding Ocellus was always the end-game plan. We are crossing the halfway point of the story... kind of, I've lost track of the chapter count. I'm sorry that I've been away from this one for so long.

Another chapter coming in July and it's the best one so far, a revenge plot I've wanted for literal years.