"Even as I ran out, I could tell something was different, somehow. The sound of my footfalls in the cave, the feeling of the ground against my paws, even the scents around me were all subtly changed... perhaps it wasn't so subtle, but with the talking outside, I'd never have noticed." He shakes his head softly, "If I had just been paying more attention and hadn't rushed out that morning, things would never have gone as they did...
"But, in a blind bit of hope, I did run forth, my running only halted when I crashed into something that hadn't been there when I entered the cave. I was knocked onto my back, and what I saw turned my blood to ice for a moment. It was ... no, not the anthrodragon I'd seen earlier, in the village or in my dreams, but he appeared at least that large, his head filling the sky above me, and his feet easily twice the size of my body. That's when I finally looked around to see that he wasn't a giant, but I had taken on a insect's size instead. I looked to the side again, just in time to see his other foot settle to the ground onto just such an unfortunate bug, seeing and hearing it crunch to its death as the unwary dragon simply let his weight press it against the unforgiving earth. I knew I'd be lucky to hold up even that well if I were on the receiving end of a footstep.
"I started to walk backwards, trying to keep an eye on the titanic dragon before me, though he walked right over me, giving me a glance at every bit of his form as he walked into the cave I'd been in the night before, carrying a rather large bag with him. I followed in, having to run to just keep even within sight of him, though he fortunately stopped about fifty feet into the cave. Fifty feet that seemed like a third of a mile to me. 'Some haul today...' I heard the giant dragon say proudly, looking at what his sack contained, though the sound of metal clinking suggested it was worth quite a bit.
"That's when I made the single biggest mistake of my life - well, perhaps in retrospect it wasn't a mistake, but it certainly changed my life as much as anything else - and I climbed up onto the bag, to see what was inside. And I was noticed. And the larger dragon was not happy. I, mercifully, can't remember exactly what happened then, but I know he grabbed me in his paw and examined me, and once he realized I was also a dragon, despite being a thirtieth his size, his grin turned purely evil. He taunted me about all he could do to me, including the very things that happened to the entire village I once called home, and others he made clear he had every intention of doing to me.
"When he started doing things... my memory is all too clear of then. I was rather enjoying looking up at his slender-yet-powerful-as-god form, size alone forcing me to go along, whether I agreed with him or not... whether I tried to resist or not. And resisting is the first thing I tried as he lowered me to the ground, when I tried to leap away from him. He growled and placed his foot on me, pinning me effortlessly down, before demanding - of all things - a foot massage. At first I kept struggling, not caring if I lived or died, the pressure of that foot on my body roughly crushing the air out of me.
"Though as he kept rubbing that foot harder and harder on me to try urge me to obey just for fear of death, I was growing more aroused by it. I thank the gods he didn't notice, but as I felt that paw upon me, and breathed in that scent, I found myself wanting to massage it, in the hope he would continue, holding me under just less than crushing pressure as I gave him what he wanted in return. He let out a low purr as I started to rub, even nuzzling against his foot, making my insignificant presence felt as more than just a mere insect's, but something more enjoyable for him instead.
"I kept it up as long as he wanted me to, rubbing against whatever part of his foot I could reach, but always kept under that threatening pressure, so a mere twitch could have crushed me..." He shivers and purrrs for a moment, blushing again, "That was... incredible, but I was only half-finished. He placed his other foot on me and did the same, yet this foot had the remains of the bug he'd stepped on still smeared upon its surface, giving me an all-too-close view of what I could become if I ever displeased him. I had to massage through that, feeling the ... goo of the insect's remains on my paws and stomach as he kept the pressure upon me as I rubbed, enjoying my efforts, but not trusting I'd continue them if I had a choice not to... heh, if only he knew...
"He was enjoying my massage quite a bit himself, though, as I could just see his cock peeking out of his sheath by the time he'd worked me to his toes, and just breathe in some of his male scent from my position. He rubbed me more with his toes, then slowly pulled his foot away, grinning down at me. I don't know if he noted my own arousal, but he at least didn't mock me for it, unless his next actions were to poke fun at me for it. 'Now for you to rub something else...' he mused as he sat down with his legs outsretched, before using a paw to press his cock down towards me, leaving my head against his cocktip, a drop of pre dripping over my face and coating me.
"Despite the obvious risks, I kept rubbing and nuzzling at the enormous member pressing down on my body in pure desire, lust clouding my mind as I worshiped the flesh above me. The dragon was obviously enjoying my efforts, though he used his other paw to stroke himself, coaxing more and more pre into me, slickening me further. His cocktip started to slide and grind against my form once I had become wet enough, my scales and back getting scratched by the rough floor of the cave in the process, but at that moment I didn't care..."
He hangs his head a moment, though looks back up shortly. "When that was happening," he says hesitantly, "All I could think about was pleasuring him, getting him off, and enjoying myself in the process. And I was, as my own shaft slid against his flesh, yet I found it easy to focus on his arousal even though my own was painfully obvious, heat building between my legs, even as I felt the heat from my captor's shaft building, the pre growing thicker and hotter on my scales, almost burning me, but in that aroused state, everything was registering as just pure pleasure.
"That's when the larger dragon came, pulling back just far enough from me so the force of his cliamx wouldn't snap my neck, though it was still forced back hard. I felt as if I hit my own peak of pleasure as well; even though I didn't climax, I was still in ecstasy, pleasure coursing thorough my entre body, as if radiating from the seed that was covering my form. I mrrrred deeply as I looked up at the dragon still towering over me as he wiped the last of his seed from his cock, using the side of his bag to dry himself off. He left me there for the moment as he walked off, though I found myself waiting eagerly for his return...
"But, then, I realized what I was wishing for. I was wishing for another male, one larger than me, to merely use me for his pleasure. Why? Why did I want to get another, larger male off more than I wanted to do so to myself. I shivered as I watched the dragon tend to something outside the cave, talking to someone else, their voices echoing around me, though I was too distracted by my thoughts to care what they were talking about. What had I become? That's all I wanted to know..."
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