A/N: You loves really surprised me with the feedback/popularity of Surrender to the Flame. So, here is the anticipated sequel! It's just as much crack-fic as the first one (and a bit disgusting at the beginning, so sorry). I'm not sure if there will be a third one, but if the interest continues I may be persuaded to create this into a series. Hope you loves enjoy! Please leave some lovely words on the way out so I know if I did good! XOXOX

Burning Through the Cosmos

There was only one thought going through Bloom's head: I am going to die.

Bloom squatted over the toilet, bearing all her weight downward to push through whatever it was that was trying to make its way out of her body. Either she was going to give birth or this was the largest shit known to man. Except Bloom could have sworn this pain was radiating from her vagina not her anus. But there was so much of it that she could have just been projecting.

That was the last time Tecna gets to choose the restaurant, Bloom thought miserably to herself. It had to have been the food from that rinky dink hole in the wall the technology fairy swore had five-star ratings. Bloom knew those kebabs looked a little too grey to be edible. Now she was going to be paying for that mistake the rest of the night. Forget sex with her boyfriend. There was no bigger turn off than watching your girlfriend run off to the bathroom like her ass was on fire.

Dragon bless Sky, she could hear him pacing outside the bathroom door, waiting for the mess to be over with.

Sploosh!

Cold toilet water splashed up her junk as whatever it was finally freed itself from her body. The relief of pressure was so intense that Bloom nearly fell over. It was like someone had cut all her strings, the pain dissipating quickly. Bloom slid off the toilet, not even bothering to pull up her pants and underwear, and crawled to the bowl. She was disgusting herself with this behavior, but whatever just came out of her was not normal and she had to know what it was, regardless of how nasty it was.

Much to Bloom's surprise, the bowl was not full of shit. Instead, there were three oblong shaped things sitting in the water, a little bit of blood floating on the surface from where the things had no doubt torn through her insides.

Curious, Bloom reached into the bowl and pulled one out. It was coated in slimy, bloody goo, and was about as large a a pear. When Bloom held it up to the light, the blood-tinted goo shimmered and sparkled...just like how the Great Dragon's cum had sparkled when it gushed from her cunt on Pyros. Bloom would remember that cum anywhere. She dreamed about it - and the absolute raw fucking that came beforehand - nearly every night since getting her Enchantix.

With a shaking hand, Bloom reached between her legs. It came back coated in the sparkling, blood-tinted goo. Bloom was so overwhelmed she could cry. She wasn't crazy. The pain was radiating from her vagina after all. All of it could only mean one thing.

She had just pushed out eggs. The Great Dragon's eggs.

At the ripe young age of eighteen, Bloom was the baby mama of the most powerful being in the universe.

A knock on the door kept her from going into full blown panic.

"Hey Bloom, everything okay in there?"

Oh fuck. She had forgotten about Sky. How the hell was she going to explain this? Sorry babe, I know we just got back together after all that Valtor/Diaspro shit went down but I kind of let a giant reptile fuck me while we were on break and now I've just birthed his babies. That would go over well.

"Everything's fine!"

Everything was not fine. She didn't even sound convincing.

Bloom frantically looked around, trying to find a place to hide the eggs, but nowhere would work. It was a bathroom for fuck's sake! Her options were to A) put them back in the toilet and shut the lid and hope Sky didn't flush it B) put them behind the shower curtain and hope Sky didn't pull it back C) shove them under the sink and hope Sky didn't try to go looking for supplies to 'help' or D) continue ignoring Sky until he went away. Option D was her preferred, but it wasn't working.

Another knock. The doorknob jiggled.

"Hey, you're worrying me. Open up."

"Please don't come in!" Bloom pleaded, scrambling to think of a good excuse. When before she didn't want to disgust Sky, now it was Bloom's best option for a swift exit. "I-I'm really sick. There's shit everywhere. Like really bad. I don't want you to see."

"Are you sure?" Sky asked, but he was hesitant. The jiggling of the doorknob had stopped. Bloom could tell that his resolve to stay and clean up was wavering, as she expected. "I don't want to leave you like that if you're sick."

"I'll be fine. I think it was the kebabs. A couple more hours and I'll be good to go."

"If you say so..." Sky trailed off, but his tone expressed relief of being let off the hook. "Call me when you feel better. I'll bring you something from Magix. Anything you want."

"Oh, you're too sweet babe. I'll see you in the morning, yeah?"

"You got it. Feel better."

A moment later and Bloom heard footsteps retreat, followed by the familiar shut of her dorm room door. Bloom fell forward and rest her head on the rim of the toilet bowl. Thank the Dragon.

No! Bloom savagely corrected herself. Don't thank him! He's the reason you're in this mess and had to lie to Sky!

Still, she couldn't lie here forever. Sky had left but her roommates would be back eventually, and they were the last people she wanted to tell. Not that they wouldn't support her, but the Winx Club could be judgmental when they wanted to be. Bloom didn't feel like dealing with Flora's pitying gazes or Stella's invasive questions or Tecna's psychoanalyses. For tonight, at least she was safe. No one else was supposed to be back until morning. Musa was out clubbing with Aisha, Tecna was doing nerdy things with Timmy, Stella was spending the night at Brandon's, and Flora was probably doing the same with Helia. Bloom was grateful for the solitude. It gave her time to decompress and come to terms with things.

With great effort, Bloom picked herself up and fished the other two eggs out of the toilet. It was strange to think of them as eggs - even stranger to think about them as her eggs, her children. Would they hatch looking like reptiles or like babies? Or something in between? Babies with silvery blue scales and slanted eyes and dragon wings? The thought was horrifying. She shoved it out of mind immediately.

Two more flushes later to clear up any evidence that she had given birth and Bloom left the bathroom. Thankfully the dorm was empty. That gave Bloom plenty of time to stand in her own panic with an arm-full of eggs.

What did she do now?

A nest, instinct commanded somewhere deep inside her. Build a nest.

Bloom grabbed some old blankets and spare pillows, cushioning her eggs so that they would not crack or knock into one another. She stole one of Flora's heat lamps that the nature fairy used to warm her plants and positioned it over the nest. Bloom read somewhere that reptiles were cold blooded, so heat was key. When Bloom was satisfied, she shifted the nest so it was hidden underneath her bed, charming her dust ruffle to not let the light shine through. No one would know the eggs were down there unless Bloom showed them. They were safe, and Bloom felt secure knowing she would be right there above them should they need her.

Satisfied with a job well done, Bloom kicked out of her clothes and threw on an oversized sleep shirt. It fell off her shoulders and barely touched her upper thighs, but it was comfy and the dorm was surprisingly hot despite all the fans being on. Bloom collapsed on her twin bed and closed her eyes, completely exhausted.

However, sleep was evasive, her body full of a peculiar energy. It was a tugging in her sternum, right next to her heart, and it only grew stronger as the minutes on the clock moved forward.

It was midnight when she felt it.

Though Bloom was supposed to be alone, the floors creaked and shadows played against the wall. Something was coming towards Bloom, something large and heavy. Whatever it was also gave off a large amount of light, pouring through the space like the sun.

Only one creature in all of the universe could do something like that.

So, when the serpentine form of the Great Dragon slithered its way into Bloom's room, its massive body taking up half the space, Bloom was not afraid. In fact, she had expected this meeting.

The Great Dragon moved gracefully, more like a snake than a dragon, as it coiled its was around Bloom's bed, trapping her in the circle of its body. Its form shrunk to better fit in the room, not quite as imposing, but still much larger than Bloom. Still, she was not afraid. Goose bumps broke out across her skin at the feel of hot, humid breath flickering at the back of her neck, the Great Dragon scenting the air, no doubt taking in all the subtle changes.

"Where are they?" it asked, the question reverberating through Bloom's mind and soul. She had almost forgotten how that voice affected her, how it shook her to her bones.

"Under the bed."

The Great Dragon ducked its head underneath the bed frame, assessing the state of the nest. Bloom could hear a rumbling hum of approval, and she let out a breath she did not know she was holding.

"Did you know?" Bloom asked, her voice catching as cool scales rubbed against the exposed skin of her shoulder, taking her by surprise. She had not realized how close she and the creature had gotten, but she made no move to pull away. "Did you know that this would happen?"

Bloom lifted her head to find herself face-to-face with the Great Dragon. Its nostrils were flared outward, steam pouring from both as it breathed loudly, heavily. Those fiery eyes were infinite but there was something intense lighting them this night - something intense and focused on Bloom. The Great Dragon leaned in further and further, Bloom leaning back in reaction as to avoid collision, until she lost her balance and fell on her back on the bed.

Bloom could see her reflection in the Dragon's eyes: her hair was splayed on the pillow around her head like a halo, her night shirt rucked up to her waist, her cheeks and throat flushed a bright red.

A thrill shot down her spine as the Great Dragon laid its body on top of hers. Her heart was beating in earnest now, her chest heaving as the creature pressed closer and closer still. Her breath caught in her throat when she felt the firm line of an erection pressed against her thigh, impossibly hot and slick. Bloom whined and canted her hips upward, her body craving the sensation to come.

"You bear my gifts, you bear my favor, and now you bear my fruit," the Great Dragon rumbled, its deep voice causing Bloom to tremble. One giant claw came to cage around Bloom's abdomen, holding her covetously. Claws that caught on the fabric of her underwear, tearing through it with ease, exposing her sex. The Great Dragon's nostrils flared, scenting the panic laced through the arousal. "You cannot deny you gain pleasure from this union. Confess, little one, that despite your fears you cannot deny me."

Bloom opened her mouth at the same time as the Great Dragon pushed into her. It was just as good as she remembered - huge and hot and perfect. The feeling of being stuffed too full, stretched to the point of breaking. The massive cock brushed just over that spot that sent her toes curling, and all that came out of her mouth was a loud cry of ecstasy. Bloom's legs fell open wider, her thighs rising to bracket the Great Dragon's undulating body. Her hips tilted a bit further, the dragon thrust a bit deeper and oh - oh!

She had missed this.

Her stomach muscles quivered - oversensitive, overstimulated, and pulled taut. The dragon laved its forked tongue over them, teasing her, and Bloom bit down on her bottom lip hard.

"Every time we couple, you will bear my progeny. You will give them life until there are so many burning through the cosmos that the heavens will be flooded with their fire," the Great Dragon decreed. The thought of expelling so many eggs terrified Bloom. It haunted her to her very core. Between all the fucking and the birthing, her poor vagina would never be the same. Yet she could not find the words to speak back, unable to voice anything except the continuous stream of moans that fell from her lips.

It was over too soon, Bloom falling over the edge of ecstasy, seeing stars in the burning bright irises of the Great Dragon. The dragon too, seemed to glow brighter, near supernova in its brilliance as it spilled inside her. Bloom could feel that familiar heat burning through her as their essences mixed.

Bloom shivered as the heat died and the Great Dragon pulled out, a flood of crystalline cum gushing from her swollen cunt, coating her thighs and staining the bedsheets. There was no way of knowing how many eggs would result of this mess; there was cum so far deep inside her that it would take Aisha's powers of Morphix to get it all out. But Bloom did not want it out of her. No, the primal part of her, the spark of her Flame that the Great Dragon had bestowed, preened at the honor of the possibility of more eggs.

Just like the last time, when the glow faded, Bloom was alone, her room filled with nothing but the sound of her heavy breathing.

Fuck, Bloom cursed as she covered her face with shaking hands. How did this keep happening?

And it would keep happening. There was no point in pretending otherwise. Not when the Great Dragon could see straight through to her deepest, darkest wants and desires. The Great Dragon would keep demanding her body and Bloom would keep giving it, because she was mortal - made of weak flesh that would always give in to the best sex of her entire life.

The bed creaked as Bloom sat up, fixing her nightshirt and pulling it past her waist. She should really get up and clean herself off, hide the scratch marks on the bed frame. But first, she needed to check on her eggs.

Leaning over the edge and pulling up the dust ruffle, Bloom took a peek at the nest. Three eggs, wrapped tight and sitting where she'd put them, albeit a little crooked. The knocking of the bed frame against the wall must have knocked them around. Poor things, Bloom thought as she straightened them back up. She hadn't the slightest clue how long it would take the eggs to mature, or what she was going to do when they finally did hatch, but she would handle those curveballs as they were thrown.

Now, only one thing was for sure: Bloom was going to be the best dragon mom in the Magical Dimension.