Ahastar just had to challenge me to a game of DDR. He then tried to win by cheating, so I had to put him in his place.
My half of a trade with SpiritRaptor. I think it came out rather well, for having so many subjects I don't normally approach. I'll probably continue it some day.
SpiritRaptor yawned and stretched out as the sun rose over the horizon, bringing the first hints of light to a new day. He slowly slid out of his sleeping bag, feeling the cool morning air against his reddish-brown hide as he stretched out, growling slightly. The first two days of his expedition to this remote jungle had gone very well, better than even he had hoped, and he'd already taken hundreds of pictures, many in areas that he doubted had ever been photographed or mapped before. If not for the GPS unit he kept in his backpack, he'd surely have gotten lost by now, though he wouldn't have minded staying in such beauty.
As he peeked out of his tent, the raptor wondered how to begin his day. He still had enough supplies and film left to warrant staying at least three more days, more if he conserved what he had left. Everything around him was a beautiful, lush green, the grasses and trees all glistening with the remnants of last night's rain. A nearby river shimmered, perfectly clear, showing the bed of rocks beneath the surface, as well as the colorful animals that splashed in and out of the stream. The air was fresh, clean, completely unpolluted. SpiritRaptor inhaled deeply, letting that cool breeze fill his lungs, before slowly letting the air out again. He quickly put his tent back in his pack, before taking out his camera and a cereal bar for breakfast, eager to begin his morning.
He decided to follow the river upstream, since he figured a lot of animals would have to visit it for water; it was the only source he'd found so far. It also would help to replenish his own supply, if he were to run low. The raptor kept his camera ready, taking pictures of clearing in the jungle, of animals, of anything that would possibly look good in his article. He was so excited that he didn't even notice the birds becoming quieter as he went further along the river, his encounters with animals becoming increasingly rare. All he heard was the bubbling of the stream and the wind in the trees, with the occasional roll of thunder in the background.
Soon, he came across a cave, presumably the river's source. Perhaps it was a natural spring, hidden underground. Reaching into his pack and getting his flashlight out, he made sure he had enough film in the camera before venturing into the darkness. The cave was quite a bit larger than the entrance would have suggested, which made the raptor even more curious. He squinted a bit as he saw a light in the distance, flickering, as if a flame from a lantern. "Hello?" he called out, his voice echoing against the stone walls. He wondered if perhaps he had found a tribe of natives, or perhaps just another explorer who had gotten lost, curiosity driving him onward. The light seemed to grow brighter as he approached, enough to make him squint in the otherwise dark cave. It seemed to be moving closer to him as well, as if trying to envelope him. Suddenly, a flash completely overtook his vision, rendering him blind. Something then hit the back of his head, rendering him unconscious, the raptor not even having the time to cry out in pain.
When he came around, SpiritRaptor felt his cream-colored belly pressed roughly to the hard, cold floor of the cave. His vision was still heavily blurred, as his senses were slow to return. While he tried to regain consciousness, those last moments before he blacked out played in his mind again and again. a light, a bright light, then something hitting him and darkness. Pain flooded through SpiritRaptor's mind as he thought about it, the pain at the back of his skull becoming more pronounced. As he tried to reach a paw around, he found his wrists bound together at his back. Gasping, he looked behind him and saw they had been tied together with a strap of leather. His ankles were similarly restrained. Both straps were tied to a ring embedded in the rock, something that couldn't possibly have been natural, forcing him to remain kneeling, making him feel rather exposed.
"What the heck?" he said, mostly to himself, as he tried to free himself. Whoever had bound him certainly knew what they were doing, as those two short straps were enough to make it impossible for him to move, but not so tight that he felt any pain. Echoing through the cave, he heard the clack of talons against the floor, something he'd never have made out if not for the total silence in the cave. "Is someone there? Please, help me..." he said, trying to sound less desperate than he was, though he knew how weak he'd look to anyone who found him. And what if whoever or whatever found him wasn't friendly?
To try distract himself, SpiritRaptor looked around at his surroundings. There were several candles burning, shining the same eerie, flickering light he'd seen yesterday. A few were situated on rock outcroppings, while others were suspended in chain chandeliers, giving his surroundings an eerie, dungeon-like appearance. The cave walls themselves seemed to be devoid of color, yet glowed shades of red and orange from the candle fires above. It seemed that things were somewhat clean, considering this was a cave, but he couldn't imagine why someone would have taken this much time unless they lived here. Unless this was a place for rituals of some sort, he thought, and he took some comfort in thinking he might be part of some native celebration. He just hoped he wasn't going to be some sort of a sacrifice.
Still, the sounds of talons against the rocks became louder, and a form started to appear in the darkness. It looked to be about seven feet tall, and walked on two legs. Whatever it was, it seemed to glisten the same colors as the cave walls, fiery red and yellows on its hide. It was carrying something in its left hand, though it was too hard to see in the darkness. It was taking its time, seeming to read SpiritRaptor's expressions, judging the raptor as much as he was judging it. "Hello," the creature said, startling SpiritRaptor. The voice was a contralto, a deep yet feminine voice that echoed throughout the cavern.
SpiritRaptor only stared at the approaching creature wordlessly, unable to think of anything to say. Given the way he was bound, left kneeling on the floor, he was eye-level with the being's genitals. It seemed to be aroused, judging by a pulsing erection that made him feel somewhat inadequate, though the raptor also noticed hints of feminine arousal, a slit glistening between its legs. So this "it" was in fact a "shi", he noted. And shi was aroused. SpiritRaptor continued to look upward, seeing a few stains of blood on hir yellow belly, cowering a bit as they seemed to be very fresh. Shi looked quite strong overall, perhaps even a bit dangerous. The few things shi wore just added to that; shi had on nothing but fishnets on hir arms, spiked bracelets on hir wrists, oversized golden nipple rings, and a tasteful selection of leather bondage gear around hir hips that showed off all of hir attributes.
After staring for a few long moments, SpiritRaptor regained his voice, stuttering, “Who.. who are you?”
“Oh, just another demon,” the herm teased, reaching down and stroking along the raptor's head, “About to show you what fun really is. So just sit relax, and you might actually enjoy yourself.” SpiritRaptor gave the demon a curious look, but a paw wrapping firmly around his muzzle silenced any of his protests, keeping him from objecting. The demon kept hir paw around his snout and knelt before him, rubbing hir free paw between his legs, just behind his testicles, causing him to gasp and squirm. “Ooh, does the horny raptor like?” the demon taunted, stroking back and forth steadily, hir deadly claws teasing against him.
Without warning, the demon shoved two claws into the raptor, who could only scream muffledly, the demoness keeping a firm grip on his snout. Though he expected excruciating pain, he felt something else instead. He felt increasingly sensitive around those talons, leaking a clear fluid around them instead, as the empty space between his legs formed into a feminine slit, clinging tightly to the demon's claws as shi teased them around. “So, does a hermy raptor like hir new bits?” shi mused, as the raptor nearly collapsed from stimulation, Chuckling mischievously, shi continued to tease and spread SpiritRaptor for a few more moments, before slowly withdrawing those talons and licking the fluids away, savoring the raptor's taste.
“Delicious,” the demon remarked, moving around behind SpiritRaptor, grinning toothily all the while. “Though I'm sure I can do a bit better than this...” the demon teased against SpiritRaptor's new slit with hir tail, sending another wave of pleasure through the raptoress. “How about a bit of something up here,” the demon continued, rubbing paws over SpiritRaptor's chest, creating mounds beneath them. “I do so love the look of breasts on a sexy beast such as yourself.” SpiritRaptor's eyes went wide as shi felt hir chest start to expand, a firm, full pair of breasts forming at the demon's touch, causing him to whimper as he strained against his bonds, wanting desperately to pleasure himself and release some of the overwhelming pleasure he felt.
Grinning wickedly, the demon realized that hir plans were working out perfectly. “Oh no, not yet...” shi mused, stroking SpiritRaptor's breasts and feminine areas once again. Though the demon also saw that the raptor was fully erect, and widened hir grin even further as shi saw the purple flesh. “Well, I can't just leave that alone, can I?” shi asked hirself as shi reached around and gripped his length, stroking it steadily. The raptor was leaking profusely as shi was stimulated, though the demon had further plans, stroking steadily faster. As the demon stroked SpiritRaptor, the shaft began to swell and lengthen, its already impressive size increasing by another half, the tip now leaking over hir newly-formed breasts. “Yes, I think that will do nicely...” the demon said, letting go, leaving the raptor whimpering and begging for release.
"Please, enough..." SpiritRaptor panted, almost begging, his oversized shaft twitching with barely-contained pleasure. The demon chuckled and pressed the raptor's snout down, rubbing it against the tip of his shaft, smearing pre over it.
"You know, maybe you're right. This is enough. Enough for me to play with," the demoness teased, stroking the raptor's shaft a few more times, while crouching lower, soon rubbing hir own erection against SpritRaptor's virgin slit. While the demon was only of moderate size, shi still was huge for the unready raptor, who squirmed against hir bonds. Laughing at the raptor's struggles, the demon pressed hir tip against the waiting slit, feeling the soft, slick flesh yield to hir heavy shaft, only further stimulated by the squirming. "Oh, save your energy for the sex..." shi chided, before giving a quick thrust in, burying a third of hir shaft in the raptor, who responded with a feral shriek. It didn't hurt, much, to the raptor's surprise, though shi did feel strangely full, in a way even anal sex never did for hir.
SpiritRaptor didn't have very long to ponder that, though, as the demon thrust the rest of hir shaft in with a loud grunt. The erection made a noticeable bulge in the raptor's stomach, pushing out hir own length between the two partners, bringing another chuckle to the demon. Instead of simply stroking it off, shi grabbed the raptor's snout and pressed him down to his length, making him suckle on his own shaft, shocking the raptor with the ease he could do so. Once the initial surprise wore off, and he felt the incredible pleasure of his own tongue, teasing all the areas he knew felt best, he relaxed, making it easier for the demon to thrust into hir.
It took barely two minutes for the raptor to climax. Unused to being stimulated in so many different ways, and all the new feelings, it was all SpiritRaptor could do to contain hirself that long, the raptor soon giving a muffled cry of pleasure as shi climaxed, drinking hir own seed, while hir sex tightly clenched and teased around the demon's thick length. The demon seemed rather amused by the raptor's lack of stamina, and continued to thrust away, despite the tightness of hir partner, only giving a playful growl in response to the raptor's orgasm. As SpiritRaptor climaxed, the demon noticed just how high the raptor's tail was raised, and slid hir own tail beneath it, teasing the raptor's anus with hir slender tailtip, sending yet another shiver through the raptor's body.
Even though the raptor had already climaxed, and was pulling hir cum-soaked muzzle away from hir spent erection, the demon was still far from hir peak, though the sight of cum dripping from the herm-raptor's maw certainly caught hir interest. Shi leaned in and pulled the raptor's snout up to hir own, embracing hir in a deep kiss, their tongues intertwining, sharing one another's tastes. The demon lapped up some of the raptor cum, slightly disappointed the raptor had been able to swallow so much, smirking as shi thought about how much practice shi must have had to take such a load. Shifting positions slightly, the demon moved one paw behind the raptor to hold up hir tail, and the other to the raptor's heavy breasts, kneading one firmly with hir paw, growling lustily at the raptor.
While SpiritRaptor normally was rather quick to recover after sex, even shi was surprised at how quickly shi came around this time. That orgasm was the most powerful shi could remember, and yet shi only wanted more. More sex, more cock, just more. Despite hir bondage, shi gave a thrust back against hir partner, catching the demon off-guard, the herm responding with a quick thrust that hilted the thick pink shaft within the raptor. "Oh, getting frisky, are we?" the demon teased, letting hir tail thrust into the raptor's rear, filling hir hindquarters quite nicely. "And such a wonderfully tight fit," the demon continued, wriggling the tail deeper inside, letting its tapered length start to fill hir partner.
Squealing with pleasure, the raptor felt a second orgasm building quickly, as shi teased around the demon's thick shaft again. The demon was rising higher in pleasure as well, the shaft thickening with the sheer volume of pre leaking into the raptor, pulsing heavily with every heartbeat. SpiritRaptor pressed hirself lower on the demon's shaft, wanting desperately to be filled by the demon's hot, thick seed, crying out as shi felt hir sex squeeze and grasp its length. The demon hirself was rather surprised by how quickly SpiritRaptor was adjusting to hir new parts, and continued to thrust forcefully into the tight, wet entrance, growling deeply to the raptor.
Soon, SpiritRaptor orgasmed again, hir sex and tailhole clenching as one, with incredible force around the demon's shaft and tail. That second orgasm drove the demon over the edge as well, whose unholy bellow of pleasure made the cavern's walls tremor. The demon's shaft swelled by nearly half again to accommodate the large spurts of seed that came to it, the sticky fluid clinging to the raptor's inner flesh, singeing it lightly from sheer heat, making the raptor cry out again. Grinning, the demon continued to spurt wave after wave of seed into the raptor, knowing how deeply it was filling hir. SpiritRaptor had no idea, at least not yet, but the demon's seed and poured directly into hir womb, fertilizing hir eggs, though the raptor only felt especially full from it all. Only once the demon had poured every last drop of seed shi had into the raptor did shi withdraw, the seed so thick that it only slowly oozed out from the widely-stretched orifice.
"Heh... you're not bad," the demon teased, pulling hir tail out as well, "You'll make a good slut for our hordes, and bear plenty of eggs for us as well." SpiritRaptor perked up, ready to protest, but a laugh from the demon silenced those complaints quickly, "Oh, c'mon, I can tell that you just want to be fucked. I've seen that look in your eyes from so many other people that I can read it like a book. Granted, that book might be a porno novel, but it's still a book. Now..." the demon paused to untie SpiritRaptor's tail and limbs, but then quickly used the same rope to improvise a leash, "If you'll follow me, I'm sure there's a bunch of horny males that would love to meet you."
Frightened, SpiritRaptor tried to pull back against the leash, but the demon was even more powerful than shi looked, and easily overpowered the raptor. As shi was led deeper into the caves, shi had all too much time to think, leaving hir to silently ponder hir future. The demon had mentioned eggs, and horny males, and the raptor shuddered as shi thought about being a demon's mother, something shi hardly wanted to consider. But the pleasure from earlier clouded hir mind, and shi started to wonder what it would be like to lay those eggs, to be fucked on a constant basis by a never-ending group of... "NO!" shi screamed, earning hir a painful tug on the makeshift leash. What was shi thinking? What was happening to hir?
Just me trying to take Kraken for a walk. He behaves so well at times. :)
A small dragon needs a small hoard. I'm no exception. Received at MFM 2006
Two heads, two cocks... what a lovely combination. Admit it: you wish you could.
I've landed on Zed's snout. Let's see if he can figure out who's on his muzzle. :) Received at MFM 2006.
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Done as a quick birthday present for Timanth, who absolutely loved it. Amazing what can be a birthday present for a suitably kinky bronze eastern dragon...
"So, it's your birthday, hmm, my dear bronze?" Shira muses, looking up at you, "I'll have to make it one that you can remember." With those few words, Shira's body seems to vanish into a massive burst of light, that quickly expands above you, reforming into the shape of the dragoness, who has become fully a dozen times your size! Where you once looked down to see the tiny iridescent dragoness, you can only see a massive wall of scales before you. With little warning or fanfare, shi lifts hir right foot above you, bringing it down atop your sinewy frame, pressing you against the ground. The dragoness's paw feels like it weighs tons, and it never occurs to you that shi's treading lightly, only using enough of hir weight to keep you pinned.
"You feel absolutely wonderful down there," Shira growls, rubbing hir paw heavily back and forth atop you, rolling you against the ground. "I think you can do more to make this enjoyable for both of us, though." Suddenly, you feel overpowered by an urge to start rubbing the paw above you, pressing your own hands into the firm surface, massaging the dragoness even as shi presses down more firmly onto your body, taking the air from your lungs. You strain to breathe in, but only can take in the overpowering musk of the dragoness' unwashed paw, which alone is nearly enough to make you gag. Shira feels your body protesting, and lifts hir paw up slightly, while bending over to look at you, smirking softly.
The massive paw shifts and grinds against your body, always with enough pressure to make you quite uncomfortable, but never enough to injure you, the dragoness taking great pleasure in simply testing your limits. Your bones strain to support the dragoness, your once brilliant scales getting torn from your skin, the ones remaining being stained with the grime that's accumulated on the bottom of the dragoness's paw. "Lick," shi commands, pressing one of those dirty toes into your snout. As you open your mouth to protest, to beg the dragoness to spare you that torment, you find your tongue sliding out and licking at the scales, the taste making you retch, but nothing comes forth, the dragoness somehow forcing you to keep every last bit of dirt and grime beneath hir toes within your body, the vile taste filling your muzzle and throat as it slides slowly toward your stomach.
Shifting a bit more weight off you, shi wriggles hir toes in front of you, showing you just how much work they need, now that you have enough light to actually see that the once white toes are brown with filth. Yet you can't stop yourself from licking them, and even find yourself starting to enjoy it, as you try desperately to pull away from the disgusting surface, but find your body unresponsive even as your brain screams internally. Shira notices the tortured look on your face and just laughs, leaning in closely, hir toothy grin filling your gaze. "By the way, I found a lovely little mind control spell that I thought would work well with you. Your mind, your body... your very essence is mine now, little one. You don't... mind, do you?" shi laughs cruelly, and you can only shake your head, even as you try to force your voice to beg for mercy, though even that has been taken away from you.
"Now," Shira says, splaying hir toes before you, "I want you to curl up around my toes, like a ring for each one of them. You're an eastern dragon so I'm sure you can stretch far enough to do it." Before shi even finishes speaking, you're curled around one and weaving around the rest, even as shi brings them together, forcing you to nuzzle between the overpoweringly-scented toes to get a grip on them. Once you've gone around all four of hir toes, your snout burrows back into one of those toe-crotches, where the scent is strongest and filth is deepest, and start licking at it again, taking more of it into your muzzle, making you shiver reflexively in disgust.
As you continue to lick, the dragoness stands up, putting quite a bit of weight upon the parts of your body beneath hir toes, before starting to walk. "Just keep going, my toe ring. I want those to be clean by the time I get home." All you can do is comply with the dragoness' command, as you feel your stomach become increasingly filled with the paw's grime, though you somehow keep all of it within you, even as it feels like you've taken in more than your own weight. Your senses start to blur as you continue to lick from the dragoness, this becoming increasingly 'normal' to you, the taste becoming slightly less offensive, but still makes your body want to escape. The rhythmic steps of the dragoness lull you almost into hypnosis, as you develop a robotic pace to your efforts, eyes glazing over. Indeed, your very essence belongs to the dragoness now, and you find yourself doing all that shi asks.
Two versions of the same picture here... the first image shows Kraken and I at relatively normal sizes - if indeed anything is normal about quadruple penetration - while the second image is outright macro.
I'm the queen, Zed is the king. A cute piece by Sherbniz based on an RP I did with Zed ages ago. :)
A lovely gift from Zed. I'm perched on his paw, see? Sadly, I can't remember who drew it. x_x
Zed was making fun of my size, so I shrunk him even further. He didn't think my two-inch height was very funny when he became ankle-high to me...
Yiffer likes drawing things big, and I'm no exception. Not that I'm complaining, of course. ;) Received at Anthrocon 2006.
Since I stayed up so late for my conbadge, she also drew this. I really didn't mind waiting, since the badge turned out so well, but this was a nice bonus. :) Received at Anthrocon 2006.
A butterfly on a dragon's tail. It's cute! Really! :) Received at Anthrocon 2006.
Gadas was stunned when I asked him to draw in my sketchbook. He did a great job with this sketch though! Received at Anthrocon 2006
A fur lets me have access to their paws to... enjoy myself for a little while. Received at Anthrocon 2006
Me as a macro? Why not? Received at Anthrocon 2006
A page full of random sketches of me and a Mewtwo in various sexual situations. Received at Anthrocon 2006.
I asked for this sketch because it depicts something I hadn't seen before: herms pissing from both their male and female attributes. The micro thing is just a bonus. ;) Received at Anthrocon 2006
When Kraken's sheath attacks, "bad" things happen... Received at Anthrocon 2006.
I look almost evil, and certainly mischievous in this badge. I like being mischievous. ;) Received at Anthrocon 2006.
A commemorative piece for the day that I quit working McDonald's! No, you would not like fries with that!
Another fantastic piece by Orena. So, now that I'm all ready, who's first? ;)
Sherb got bored in math class and drew me. :)
Just a silly little pose. :)
This is why I always sizeshift up to play DDR. It just doesn't work out at my normal size... Received at FWA 2006 after winning the Standard level DDR tournament
A big paw being offered... how could I resist? Received at Anthrocon 2006.
I stayed up way too darn late for this one, but it was more than worth it. :) Received at Anthrocon 2006.
Even at Kraken's smallest size of fifteen feet, the winged feline stood only half the dracoraptor's size. I'm just perched up there for reference.
Remember: No dragon is ever helpless. Ever. So be careful with me. ;)
A somewhat more feral version of Kraken, showing off his ... uh... assets.
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Just something I wrote to kill time at work when I was moderately horny. Contains a combination of a lot of fetishes that I can't find nearly enough material for...
I yawned softly as I woke up, in a daze as usual. Sleeping into the afternoon mostly left me rather inattentive to my surroundings, so I didn't notice that some things were missing. Such as the roof, or the living room floor. Though I fell about fifty feet, my fall was cushioned by something warm, soft and... feathery?
Squeaking in surprise, I tried to fly away, but a hand surrounded me, trapping me in its grasp. Whatever this things was, it had to be big, if I was being held like a mere insect in its hand. A cold, chuckling noise shook my very bones, as my captor squeezed me between two thick fingers, eying me casually while still leaving me unable to escape. "I suppose you're wondering what's going on, aren't you little one?" He asked, and I nodded, my eyes slowly adjusting to the light again. "Well, you wanted me here, so I'm here. And you shall be my slave. I hope that's fine, because if it's not..." he let his voice trail off, instead squeezing me painfully tight between my fingers, my bones feeling ready to snap, "Well, you won't even live to regret it. So, do we have a deal?" I nodded rapidly, not daring to anger this giant, and not having the air to respond vocally.
Of course, I had no idea what was going on. I wanted him here? I could I have wanted someone that I didn't even know? What sort of slave was he talking about? The beast dropped me, letting me free-fall to the ground, black feathers rushing past my form as I plunged. I hit a hard, golden-yellow surface, before I rolled off it and landed in a heap on earth once again.
Though I was dazed, this was my best chance to look at the giant towering over me. I wouldn't guess his size for sure, though he had to be at least a hundred feet tall, perhaps even one-fifty. He was distinctly avian, though he seemed to be a blend of several predatory species; no truly defining characteristics caught my eye. He looked powerful, despite being rather lithe in build, some of that power owing to his sheer size and heritage. He stepped closer, making me more aware of his feet. They were surprisingly massive for a bird, with three forward toes and one rear one, forming a crushing grip if he felt like using it, a grip that I hoped to avoid being trapped in. When I looked up again, I found myself peering upwards into his feathery sheath, his maleness flaccid, but still capable of dwarfing my own, tiny form.
"Like what yo see?" the avian boomed, obviously aware of my gaze. I blushed and nodded, not daring to speak. The bird then crouched, leaving that sheath just over my head, his potent scent wafting toward me and further increasing my arousal. My own, comparatively feeble length slid forth, peeking from my maleslit, though the giant couldn't see it given the proximity of his genitals. He shifted again, bringing his sheath directly onto me, pinning me with the hot, heavy, feathery mass. I squirmed, trying to find air, stimulating the bird in the process. The limited air I could take in was filled with his musk, powerful hormones arousing me greatly, despite my fear of suffocating or being crushed beneath the heavy sheath, or the twin orbs beneath it.
Slowly, I made my way free, though it was little comfort. When I looked up, I saw his ebony shaft towering over me. It appeared to be about fourteen inches long, in scale to the avian, but that meant it was nearly six times my size. His erection was quite thick, even proportional to its length, and - like the rest of his body - didn't seem to belong to any one species. It tapered slightly toward the tip, but he had a massive knot about a quarter of the way down, and an even larger one near the base. Using one paw, the giant pressed his shaft forward, pressing me to the ground using his second, bigger knot.
Once again, I was pinned under musky flesh and left squirming. This time, the flesh was unyielding, hard as rock. I feared being crushed even more now, as the pressure increased, but soon relented to allow me to catch my breath. I was dazed from the lack of oxygen, then a sense of vertigo overtook me as the titan stood again, looking over me. "Let me make clear that you are mine," he said coldly, aiming his cocktip at me while he slowly stroked himself. I was expecting a shower of white, but instead received one of gold, as I was unceremoniously urinated upon.
It was like being caught in a waterfall, or several fire hoses, the torrent swiftly pinning me flat against the ground. Some of the fluid seeped into my maw, the taste not unlike hot salt-water, slightly bitter, but not entirely unpleasant. I was forced to swallow it entirely for lack of another option. Though it was only half a minute before he finished, it felt like half an hour, as the acidic fluid stung my scales. All I could see around me was the golden shade of piss; I could no longer even see the avian towering over me.
For nearly another minute I was left lying there. I didn't know why. Did the avian just want to further humiliate me by leaving me pinned by the weight of urine alone? Did he want me to drown? Did he just not see me? Did he intend to just leave me steeping in his fluids so I'd smell even more strongly when freed? Whatever the case, I soon felt something around me. I couldn't see what, even as I felt four things curling about my form and pulling me free. Gasping for air and coughing up a bit of fluid, I didn't immediately recognize my "savior" as the bird's right foot, which soon dropped me on dry ground and pinned me beneath it. "Since I had to dirty my foot to save your pathetic life, you're going to clean it. I suggest you work quickly, before I get bored."
Given the option of licking the paw clean or being crushed beneath it, the licking option took on a distinct appeal. I couldn't deny that this was arousing. I've had plenty of fantasies about doing this sort of thing. But I didn't dare make that known, lest he put me into a situation that I wouldn't enjoy. I made a show of grimacing in disgust at the taste. The paw had a fairly strong taste, though I suspect that the urine had washed the worst of it away, leaving a decidedly pleasant combination of filth, if such a contradiction is even possible. Regardless, my efforts were enough to keep my captor happy, as he cooed deeply and wriggled his toes above me, reminding me of how little effort it would take to be flattened beneath his vast foot.
I tried to be quick, though I didn't dare miss a spot either, lest the avian's powerful eyes notice any tiny flecks I missed. I had to work from the center of the paw upward, unable to get to the lower claw with the way the macro had me pinned to the ground, but I still rubbed with my tail to try please him. I licked along the ridges of the scales, even sliding my tongue between a few, being as thorough as the avian's limited patience would allow. As I reached the toes, I could finally look up, and could see the giant stroking his shaft with a feathery paw, even as he glared down at me. Somewhat encouraged, I continued on, licking along and between the toes. The taste was stronger here, as the toes bore the full brunt of his weight with his steps, though my sense of taste was being numbed by the grime already filling my maw.
"Good toy..." the giant rumbled, squeezing me briefly between his toes. It was enough to force the air out of me, leaving me to gasp in a breath of his scent, his feet smelling strongest, but his arousal noticeable as well, as a few drops of pre started to splash to the ground near my head. He noticed how close he was to me and shifted his aim, such that the next drop hit me directly on the snout, leaving my head soaked in his hormones, the scent alone enough to arouse me once again. My maleness started to slide forth,.despite my efforts to keep my erection at bay, not wanting to encourage the macro above me. I didn't want to know what he planned to do if he noticed how aroused I was, and tried to keep myself concealed using his foot, licking fervently along his toes, breathing in his scents.
My act seemed to be working, at least until he lifted his foot up, leaving me completely exposed. "So, enjoying yourself?" he said. I'd swear he was grinning, if that were possible with a beak. "Me too." With that, he brought his other paw atop me, again leaving me pinned down, though this time he pressed harder, making it impossible for me to move, my body reflexively struggling to get free. "That's right, little one, squirm for your life..." I certainly wasn't arguing, not that I had the breath to do so, as I was slowly pressed into the earth, my bones straining painfully under the weight, but not breaking. He relented after a moment, only to rub his paw over me, wiping some of the dirt off on my scales, this paw much worse as his piss hadn't rinsed it off earlier. "Now, get to work, before I get off."
I didn't dare argue with him, though being pinned under his hot paw again was arousing enough where I wouldn't complain even if I could have. Still, it took quite a bit more effort to clean his paw this time, my licks having much less of an effect, each scale needing several passes to get cleaned. The avian pressed down occasionally to remind me of my place, and of his threat, occasionally making a grunt of pleasure. Each time he pressed down, his foot rubbed against my own erection, my pre being smeared against his paw in, the fluid actually helping my progress along. It took twice as long for me to clean this paw, my senses overwhelmed with the taste, scent, and feel of his foot, before I finally reached his toes, and had light once more.
The toe-crotches before me were nearly black with built-up muck, the avian giving me that same-near grin as I gasped in horror at the sight before me. I whimpered and reached up with a paw to try wipe some of it away, but I was only trod upon painfully again. "Use your tongue, bitch," he ordered, getting more aggressive, "Or I'll personally remove any other limb you use. I want to see you loving every moment you have your snout coated, too." I only nodded, terrified to respond otherwise, before leaning my snout in and starting to nibble at the mess before me, cringing as the potent, dirty taste filled my maw. I was forced to bite into the mess - it was too thick to lick - and I nearly choked each time I tried to swallow.
As I continued my efforts, the giant decided to just make things worse for me, squeezing his toes together and forcing my snout to the scales beneath the grime, leaving my entire head encrusted with a thick layer of toe-jam. I was able to resist vomiting only due to the pressure still around my muzzle, forcing my maw to remain shut until after I had my body under control again. As the toes relaxed, the macro looked down at me, laughing as my head was now black, and his scales were nearly clean. I whimpered as I finished the job, looking up at him pleading, hoping for mercy. The macro seemed to notice my gaze and awwed, though it seemed sarcastic, insincere. "What's the matter, is my little plaything out of breath? Here, let me help you with my last toe..." he said, leaning over to grip my tail between two fingers.
I was too humiliated and afraid to resist, as I felt those thick fingers squeezing around my tail. He moved me so that I was being dangled just below his remaining toecrotch, my tail sticking up between. He lifted me slightly, so that my legs were between his toes, then squeezed them together together painfully, the filth between his toes making a sickening squelch as it pressed around my body. I nearly cried as he pulled me painfully slowly up between the toes, grime collecting along my body and under my scales, leaving me a disgusting brownish-black, smelling like his feet, and with no way of cleaning any of it off. The macro was using his free paw to stroke himself off all the while.
"Now, to punish you for needing my help once again..." he said, letting his voice trail off as he lifted my form along his body, still dangling me by my tail, as if he wouldn't degrade himself by letting his fingers touch the grime coating my body, despite having no qualms about treating me so. I didn't have the slightest idea what he was doing, as I was brought past his knees, then his testicles, eventually being left just above his cock, looking into the pulsing slit beneath me. "Get me off before you get all the way down and I'll let you go.." he said, using his free paw to spread his cockslit open before just dropping me inside snout-first.
In an instant, my world became completely dark. I was surrounded by hot, wet flesh, gripping me tightly, hungrily. While the pre helped to wash my body clean, it clung to my body in much the same way, the slippery fluid aiding my decent. I was surprised to find I could still breathe, despite pre nearly filling the shaft, the avian musk potent enough to keep me painfully hard, as I found myself humping the inside of his own shaft. Even though I had every reason to fear for my life, my arousal alone was enough to compel me to arouse the giant, as my paws and tail started to rub about inside, using the plentiful pre as lubricant.
I had no idea where I was or how I was doing, though I felt something gripping around me as the macro started to paw himself off again. Each stroke he made sent me flying up and down his length, my body stimulating him from inside as he stroked himself outside. I found myself licking at the fluids around me without even realizing what I was doing at first, my mind seeming to shut down just to focus on pleasure. Then, just as suddenly as I was squeezed, I was released, sent down to the very base of his shaft. I felt a muscle opening beneath me, just enough to draw me deeper, before sealing behind me. Another, smaller tube opened, pulling me inside just as hungrily as the avian shaft had earlier, as I was drawn steadily lower, the scent of male filling the air around me.
Even though I couldn't see where I was, it all became quite obvious as I was let loose in a pool of thick, creamy fluid. I was sloshed back and forth, the avian cum coating my scales as he continued to paw off above me. I felt the seed starting to soak into my scales, some of it even getting into my entrances. My body was growing warmer, the seed starting to tingle a bit around me. I saw no reason to hide my arousal now, as I started to stroke myself within the giant testicle, seed serving as my lube. I growled in pleasure, feeling more of the seed cling to me, seeping between my scales, completely and utterly drenching me as I grew steadily warmer.
All of the last hour's activities were finally too much for me, as I cried out in orgasm, my seed mingling with the avian's. Though it was my most powerful climax in quite some time, my seed was completely lost to the pool engulfing my body, never to be noticed by the giant who had consumed me. As I came off my peak and my senses recovered, the tingling of seed around me had become a painful burning, as if my scales were on fire. I cried out again, this time in agony, as I felt my scales starting to dissolve, my entire body fading away as it too was melted into seed. I wasn't even a significant increase in the giant's load, I realized; just a few extra drops of cum among gallons of the fluid. The last thing I felt before I faded into oblivion was the giant orb squeezing around me, the avian screeching out his climax, my now liquefied form coming up with the rest of his seed...
So, how am I typing this? I believe that's a story for another time...
Maybe I shouldn't have had so much tea to drink... nah! :)
A certain ex-roommate of mine asks to... borrow Kraken for a while.
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Timanth yelped as he was brutally picked up by his tail, forcibly ripped from his sleep when a huge white paw had descended upon him, shocking him from dreams of micro playtoys and pleasure. What greeted him when his disorientation left him was not an assuring sight. Shira, the hermaphrodite dragoness he’d played with earlier, was grinning darkly at him, dangling him from his tail. In this position, he was in no shape to resist, let alone fight. All he could do was gape at the white dragoness that held him prisoner and manage a strangled yelp.
“YOU! You’re supposed to be dead! I saw you crush! I…” Truthfully told, the bronze dragon had felt the then-small Shira squelch wetly beneath his hind foot, trampled to a pulp in an instant of sheer pleasure.
The white dragoness above him chuckled maliciously, “”Hmmm…well, you’re quite ignorant…Didn’t you know that I regenerate? Or don’t you know that all dragons have size and shape-shifting powers?”
Truth be told, the Asian dragon really didn’t know. He wasn’t a true dragon, rather a synthetic polymorph that had taken a dragon to be its default shape. Beyond Shira, he really hadn’t had any experience with any beings who could both regenerate and change size at will before. There was no reason to expect that the puny thing he had caught wasn’t just another fragile being. But no, this one had proven hirself quite the opposite of his expectations.
“Well,” Shi snarled viciously, “You’re long, lithe, and flexible. I’m willing to bet that you’re quite stretchy too. You’ll make an excellent condom, and after what you did to me, I’m sure you think that’s fair revenge.”
Too shocked by hir words to react, Timanth could only stare in disbelief as he was lowered into the huge dragon’s lap. Immediately, he was aware of the intense heat pressing against him. Locating the source, the bronze dragon almost gagged as he realized whire the intense heat was coming from. Towering beside him was a huge member, slick pre oozing out the tip and flowing down its sides. Trapped tightly by his captor’s thighs, he watched with resignation as the pre flowed over him, covering him head to toe with the white dragoness’ fluids. His stomach revolted at the thought of the viscous fluid forcing its way down his nose, into his throat…He shuddered in revulsion.
The white dragoness chuckled maliciously, squeezing hir thighs just enough to constrict hir captive’s body painfully tight. “Well, I don’t want to rip you in half in the process, so I suppose I’ll have to slick you up abit.”
Somehow, hir words sent shivers down his spine. Smiling in cruel amusement, shi used one hand to liberally scoop up some of the now liberally flowing pre, making sure to rub some all over hir Asian captive before inspecting it closely. Smiling a little playfully, shi grinned, “It’ll do.”
What shi did next completely astonished and horrified the bronze dragon. Lifting hir right foot a little, shi rubbed hir paw all over it, smearing it liberally with pre. Shi made sure to rub especially generous amounts all over hir toes, as, she noted with glee, those would be utilized the most. It was fitting, she thought, that the very tools that had been used to flatten hir before were now being used to torment hir killer.
Chuckling darkly, she snarled, almost too softly, at the cowering Asian dragon, “So…ready to stretch? Hehhehheh.”
Taking him by the waist, she tossed him on the ground with enough force to daze him, and perhaps break a few ribs to prevent him from moving. It didn’t matter. He’d be just as useful, and thire would be little resistance. Grinning, she lifted hir right foot and set it onto the smaller dragon, hir middle claw pointing wickedly at his tailhole. Realizing what shi was about to do, the smaller dragon panicked visibly and struggled hard, but to no avail. He could only watch as the claw advanced inexorably toward his rear. A small scream was ripped from his throat as the sharp claw penetrated his tailhole. The claw was too sharp, too thick as it continued to slide into his body, violating his insides with its hard, unnatural presence. Timanth writhed in pain as the hard talon drove deeper and deeper, meeting no resistance from his soft insides until it was buried within his body all the way to the hilt.
Even though the advance had stopped, the copper dragon was still enveloped in pain, but thick unnatural claw inside of him stretching him unbelievably wide. It was then that Shira decided to take things a bit furthir, and started to slide the scaled part of hir toe deeper into the bronze dragon’s insides. The Asian drake shrieked in agony as the toe penetrated deeper and deeper, not only violating parts of him that had never seen the light of day, but also stretching his tailhole wider and wider. He could feel his hide start to crack and tear from the strain, and his cries for mercy were genuine. But the white dragoness towering above him seemed not to notice, intent only on forcing hir entire middle toe into the small dragon. The copper Asian could only watch helplessly as inch after inch was plunged into his depths, until with a sickening sudden stretching at the toe base, the entire digit was in. He could hear Shira’s sadistic snickering above, and could just barely make out words through the haze of pain.
“That should be wide enough to fit…but not too wide so that you slide on easily…I don’t want my toy getting too loose, heh heh heh…”
Grinning, she pulled out hir toe with a squelching sound, tendrils of pre trailing between his tailhole and hir claw. Snatching the bronze dragon from the ground, she replaced him on hir member, his rear stretching painfully at the tip. Gripping both his legs, the white dragoness began to pull down with brutal force, not caring what she damaged on the way. Timanth could hear his bones dislocating, his wings flapping pathetically, almost comically against the ever-growing bulge forcing its way up his body.
“Yesss,” growled the hermaphrodite, “That’s it…nice and tight, just like what a good condom should feel…”
Shi continued to pull down hard, the blue shaft of her cock forcing its way deeper and deeper into the bronze dragon’s body until it was pushing its way up, up through his throat and out of his mouth. And still the shaft continued to slides its way through the bronze dragon!
Finally, the incredible blue member had completely forced its way through the Asian dragon’s body, leaving his rump pressed flush with the white dragoness’ belly. The tip and a good part of the shaft still protruded a far distance from his mouth, and the white dragoness frowned with disapproval.
“I thought condoms were supposed to stay closed…oh well, you’ll make just as good a sleeve!”
Smiling with sadistic satisfaction, the herm dragoness gripped hir shaft around the bronze dragon with one gigantic forepaw and started to stroke. Rivulets of pre ran down the sides, only adding more lubricant. As the bronze dragon was completely impaled on hir cock, the pre ran THROUGH his body, rather than over it, adding to the lubricated quality of his insides.
Faster and faster Shira stroked, feeling hir member heat up with pure friction. Shi could feel the bronze dragon’s hide start to smolder from the fast stroking, and grinned internally at the discomfort he must be feeling. Turning the speed up a notch, the white dragoness began to pump herself at full speed, pistoning her hand up and down with wild abandon.
The bronze dragon had long since either vaporized or liquefied by now, and Shira suspected the latter, as the wetness between hir hand and hir shaft increased marginally. Shi grinned as a slight pink sheen began to show on hir cock with each downstroke, smearing the remains of the bronze dragon all over hir cock.
Shi could feel her orgasm building as hir paw moved faster and faster over the blue pole of flesh. Hir multi-colored wings fanned out on each side of her, creating huge gusts of wind that flattened trees and leveled mountains. With each stroke, hir cock started to throb bigger and bigger, building up seed and semen for a final explosion.
And explode shi did. Leaning back and roaring to the skies, the herm dragoness blasted her load high up in the air, a pure white tinted pink with the remains of Timanth. Huge long ropes of it were ejected from her member, to fall coiling and sticky back upon the spent body of the hermaphrodite dragoness.
Hir climax lasted for what seemed like eternity. When shi came down from the peak of bliss, her mind finally recalled the bronze dragon shi had captured. Looking down at hir blue shaft, shi could see smoldering remains and liquefied dragon smeared all over the flesh, and shi chuckled, knowing the pain that Timanth must have suffered through in the last few moment of his life.
Taking a flying leap and spreading hir wings, Shira flew off to find a place in which to wash, and perhaps another toy to sate her ever-present lust.
A more-cartoony style, but Donamer makes it look good. :) Received at FWA 2006.
Shiveneve and I occasionally challenge each other to write an erotic story with a time limit. In this case, we gave one another an hour. Here's the nearly 3,000 words I came up with. Things like this make me really, really glad that I can type 80wpm. :)
Shiveneve stretched out lazily in hir cave, glancing out at the morning sun. The silver, quadrupedal dragoness glanced between hir legs, at hir thick, pulsing shaft, morning wood dripping onto hir scales. Shi purred as shi idly stroked hirself for a few moments, before rolling to hir feet and considering what to do. Shi knew there were a few towns and cities in the area but shi didn't know what to do. Then shi remembered Shira, an old friend of hirs, one shi hadn't visited in quite a while. Shi had nothing better to do today, so shi took to the air and flew toward Shira's home, in one of the average-sized cities.
Shira growled to hirself when hir alarm went off at 6AM. Shi hated hir morning shifts at work, but shi couldn't afford not to work 40 hours a week, especially with the plans shi had for hir future. It was not exactly a wonderful job, but it paid the bills, and gave hir a bit of savings. Shi quickly took a shower, purring as shi teased hirself, though shi resisted the urge to masturbate; shi never finished quickly enough to still be on time for work. As shi put hir uniform on, shi heard a boom and felt the ground shake. Shi shrugged it off, figuring it was one of hir neighbors playing music too loudly, again, since three more booms came in perfect beats. The lack of any further noise didn't even occur to hir as strange. Shi just finished getting dressed and ran out the door, glad shi had enough time to walk on a rather nice, cool day.
However, when shi walked outside, shi saw nothing but shadow. Rather strange since, from hir second-story apartment, shi saw nothing but sun, even though shi was glancing out a window on the other side of the building. "Boo," a voice said, in a tone that suggested shi was remaining quiet, yet it still echoed around, vibrating windows. The voice was familiar, and Shira cringed inwardly as shi looked upward, seeing nothing but a wall of silver scales above.
"Shiveneve," shi said, quietly as shi could, though the dragoness could hear that easily.
"Good guess, Shira," shi purred, curling hir head around to look at the small, white being beneath hir. "As you know, I rarely visit little cities like this unless I'm interested in something special. Like you. Or the rest of the citizens. Or both. I'm sure you wouldn't mind playing, would you?" Shira knew that 'no' was not an answer for the dragoness, so shi just took off, flying quickly as shi could, even though the larger creature could move ten times faster, if not more. Even so, Shiveneve always enjoyed a good chase, and let Shira have a full minute head-start, one that gave the smaller creature a nearly one-kilometer head start. Seeing as hir own body was 180m long, not counting hir tail, it was a nearly comically small lead.
Shiveneve flapped hir wings just once, not even having to move, the wind enough to blow Shira's apartment building to the ground, as if struck down by a tornado, or a hurricane. It was also enough wind to ruin Shira's flight, sending hir bouncing against the ground, and leaving hir winded. Smirking, Shiveneve walked closer, leaving hir wings ready to flap again if Shira dared to start flying. The macrodragoness's message was rather clear: just try and outrun me, little one.
Shira certainly took the hint, and ran quickly as shi could away from the mega-dragoness pursuing hir. The bipedal, white dragoness struggled to stay on hir feet as the booming footfalls behind hir shook the earth itself. Hir lead was diminishing rapidly, dozens of meters of space disappearing with each of the silver's steps. Within a mere minute, hir once kilometer-long lead had become only a hundred meters, the shadow of the larger dragoness dominating Shira's own, two-meter tall form. Behind hir, the silver dragoness chuckled coldly, taking a few more steps before slamming one forepaw in front of the little thing, letting the smaller herm crash into it. "Nice try, Shira," Shiveneve chuckled, "I'd thought you'd know by now that you cannot escape me, especially when I'm horny."
Looking above hir, Shira gasped at the sight of Shiveneve's cock, the tip directly above hir muzzle, and dripping. Shi coughed and sputtered as a single drop of pre engulfed hir entire body, leaving hir incapacitated for long enough for Shiveneve to pick hir up between two talons, and bring hir before that massive length. "Though I'd like to try something different with you," shi purred darkly, as shi moved the little one to the tip of hir ebony length, "Something that will fit even better than you being a mere condom.."
With those words, Shiveneve pulled Shira down onto hir length, stretching hir swiftly, magic alone keeping the tiny, white being from being ripped in two, or bursting as shi was filled with an increasing flow of pre. Shira squirmed about, trying to get free, though it only added to Shiveneve's arousal. Normally, the silver macro would have taken hir time, but shi obviously had other plans for hir tiny friend, and quickly worked the little one to the base of hir shaft. Shira was nearly transparent around the thick, black length, only a few shimmers of color shining through. Then, Shiveneve began to chant, something that sounded distantly familiar, but at the same time frightening, and alien. Shira felt hir normally cold body take on an even deeper chill, one that made even hir shiver, before a warmth flooded through hir and overtook hir senses. Shi felt as if the shaft within hir was starting to expand, or if shi were shrinking further, perhaps even both at once. But something seemed not right, as that length seemed to just fill hir more and more completely, reaching places it couldn't possibly have gotten no matter how tight the mini-dragon became.
However, tightly as shi was stretched, Shira couldn't speak, only make a few near-inaudible squeaks. Shiveneve saw the panic in Shira's expression, and just chuckled to hirself, stroking the little one's muzzle with a talon. "Just relax," Shiveneve purred, in a tone that didn't entirely seem reassuring, "It won't last that long..." The maleness seemed to almost conform to Shira's body, and the little one felt hir paws and legs going numb... as shi looked along hir body again, hir eyes went wide with the sight. Shiveneve was making hir body a part of hir. The mega-dragoness's once black cock was now covered in the same white, iridescent-edged scales hir body was made of. Hir arms and legs had disappeared entirely. Hir tail seemed to still be intact, but it was stuck to Shiveneve, and seemed firmly lodged between hir testicles, making the smaller dragoness fully aware of the vast amounts of seed churning within.
Shi then felt hir muzzle changing, hir head trying to transform into a mere cockhead, to complete hir transformation. Shi fought that as best shi could, hir own defenses weakened by the physical strain shi was under, and the mental shock of hir situation, but hir muzzle slowly reverted to its previous form. Growling in frustration, Shiveneve tried again, but this time Shira was ready and it had no effect at all, a small, defiant smile crossing the white dragoness's muzzle. The mega-dragon paused briefly as shi tried to come up with an alternate idea, and nearly lit up with hir thought. Shira soon felt hir throat tightening and bulging, and this time shi couldn't stop the changes in time. As shi curled hir tongue around to test, shi felt Shiveneve's cockhead as part of hir throat, the dripping slit the entrance to the rest of hir body, which was now the rest of Shiveneve's cock. Shi retained hir muzzle, though it was now little more than a rather bizarre foreskin.
A few moments later, Shiveneve finished hir changes to the tiny dragoness's body, making it fully prehensile, and giving Shira limited control over it. Shi gazed in contentment at hir new erection, nearly a third as long as hir body, and quite thick. Shira was trying to get used to moving as part of Shiveneve's body, with the movement flexibility of a snake, despite having one end permanently attached to the larger dragoness. Then, Shiveneve stroked hirself, just once, firmly running hir paw down hir length, and growling deeply in pleasure, the scales seeming to only increase hir arousal. Shira felt it as well, but shi felt it along hir entire body, pleasure filling every nerve shi had, hir face silently growling out pure lust. That single touch from Shiveneve's paw had given hir more pleasure than any orgasm shi'd ever had. Shi wanted more. Shi needed more. Shi would have more, especially in a city filled with playthings.
While Shira still had enough of hir brain left to know that thinking of the city as a mere playground was wrong, shi was too aroused to care, now that shi had the size and power to do what shi wanted. Shiveneve could sense that Shira wanted to play, and started walking toward the navy base, knowing the military always had plenty of things to enjoy. As Shiveneve walked, Shira saw hir old workplace, a fast food job shi'd come to despise. Shira just let hirself swing around, crushing the building with just one firm slam against the pavement. Shi made the movement swift, efficient, destroying just that one structure and ruining most of the parking lot, but leaving everything else on the block intact. Shi had nothing against the other restaurants after all. Shi felt Shiveneve's arousal, and experienced it even more fully than the mega-dragoness above hir, a large spurt of pre coming up hir throat, one shi had to spit out, soaking the street below.
Of course, despite it being only 6:30 now, people were definitely noticing the mega-dragoness, and hir seemingly self-aware erection, and tried to get out of the way. The streets were still fairly sparsely-driven at this early hour, and people drove away as far as their cars could take them, though none could out-pace the dragoness's casual stroll, and hir drooling cock, as the street below was first crushed and ruined by the dragoness's footfalls, then flooded by hir erection, rendering it completely impassible to anyone that dared to follow hir, or to try escape by driving between hir legs. Those that tried usually ended up with their vehicles stuck in the thick pre, before they ultimately drowned in it themselves, as the flow just increased as the dragoness walked on.
It took barely five minutes for hir to arrive at the entrance to the military base, the sign "Naval Air Station" making it rather obvious where shi was, as if the clusters of buildings didn't give it away. Shira couldn't stand the military, hirself, as shi saw no point to its existence. Either it would fight wars that shouldn't be fought, or waste money in peacetime. Shiveneve just walked on, but Shira took special care to destroy the welcome sign with a well aimed shot of pre, the fluids spreading out and flooding the watch stations as well. Shira was just silently glad that Shiveneve had brought hir somewhere that shi could wreak havoc without making hir feel guilty for it later.
The alarms sounded rather quickly, once the units at the entrance shorted out from the flow of pre, and several thousand soldiers sprung out of their beds and into defense. This was a station that was mostly for training, one that few officers ever thought would be attacked, and thus its units were ill-prepared to defend against any sort of invasion. Especially an invasion by a giant, aroused dragoness with a fully-intelligent cock, something that nobody had ever imagined possible. Shiveneve followed the roads, if only to make sure they were no longer drivable, effectively sealing the exit off, in case any soldiers suddenly felt the need to go AWOL.
Gunfire had almost no effect on the dragoness's thick scales, or the scales covering hir erection, which made Shira shiver from the powerful, almost tickling sensation. Shira leaned in closer to the little beings that were firing at hir, letting them continue to shoot as hir head loomed closer, a sadistic smile on hir snout. Shi then fired back, a wave of pre that crushed the soldiers were they stood, leaving their weapons mired in the thick fluid. Shi continued to move around, carefully taking out every defender within two blocks of hir location, each wave of pre stronger than the last as shi became more aroused.
Shiveneve continued on, content to let Shira arouse hir for now, until shi found a four-story building that looked like a command center, even though it was not marked as such. No matter, it seemed important enough, and likely filled with people manning their stations to try get any sort of support. Shiveneve took control of Shira's body again, aiming the cock-dragon toward the structure. Grinning, Shira took the hint and just plowed forward, the mass of hir snout just smashing through the barricaded entrance, letting hir free along the first floor. Shiveneve sat on hir haunches, letting Shira move about freely inside, slowly getting closer to the building as hir maleness worked further inside. The glass exterior of the building gave hir a wonderful view of Shira as shi ground against the walls within, flattening tiny beings against hir shaft, smeared against the ground like mere insects.
As Shira noticed Shiveneve looking on, shi decided to make even more of a show, wrapping hir tongue around an officer and pulling her into hir maw, leaving it open just enough for Shiveneve to see hir swallow. Shiveneve cried out as shi felt hir cockslit being spread open by the little intruder, a thick wave of pre coming forth to show hir arousal, and another shiver coming through Shira's body. Grinning, Shira did it again, and again, until each of the half-dozen beings in the room had been devoured, now making barely-noticeable bulges along hir shaft. Disappointed that shi was out of playthings, Shira found the stairs and weaved hir way upward, trying to be sneaky about hir approach, as well as preventing anyone from taking the stairs down.
Shira quickly made hir way to the top floor, with its glass ceiling, giving Shiveneve a perfect view of hir cock weaving hir way about. The dragoness licked hir muzzle in pleasure, the tightness of the stairwell around hir length alone enough to arouse, as Shira continually wriggled hir way further into the building. Shira found a bathroom, filled with a few soldiers who had literally pissed themselves in fear, and just shook hir muzzle coldly at them. Shi coiled around one of them, slowly tightening around him, feeling his body crack within hir grip before being crushed, the body becoming an unrecognizable pulp against hir scales. Shi repeated it with the next soldier, but this time didn't crush him outright, playing with him as he drifted in and out of consciousness. It was a few minutes before shi took him into hir maw and swallowed, letting him come to his senses just before he vanished within hir length, letting him panic and sending another wave of pleasure through hir.
Shi could feel hirself nearing, and wanted to release, wanted to feel hirself going over the edge. The last being went directly to hir tongue, and shi started to rub him directly against hir cockhead, hir throat, which shi could feel swelling with hir release. Shi pressed him in and out of hir slit, feeling him struggle desperately to get free, before relaxing when shi pulled him back out, only to struggle when he was moved in again. Shi continued to wriggle about, most of hir length held tightly by the stairs, which were starting to give way by all of hir movements.
The show of hir teasing that one being within hir maw was enough to finally send Shiveneve over the edge, and let Shira experience a full-body orgasm. Shiveneve cried shrilly to the sky as shi climaxed, hir testicles tightening, squeezing Shira's tail in the process. Shira felt the wave of seed moving up hir body, swelling it even further, breaking the stairs entirely, before hir seed shot out of hir maw, coating and drowning hir last plaything, as shi soon lost control of hir body. Shi let hir maw open as shi let out wave after wave of seed, the room filling up steadily, before the walls around hir gave way from all the liquid damage, and the entire floor started to flood. Shi moved around and tried to aim for a different person with each spurt now that shi had more things to play with, but hir control was limited as shi continued to pulse forth seed. Those shi did catch were knocked to the ground, and stuck firmly in place as the white tide steadily rose above them, ultimately leaving them drowned as well.
It was nearly five minutes before Shiveneve came off hir peak, and Shira started to soften. Shi felt hirself becoming a bit drowsy as hir body's erection faded, and was only vaguely aware of Shiveneve pulling hir back out of the building. The last thing shi could see was the remains of the building, which was now little more than a hallow shell, like an aquarium that had been filled with semen instead of water, though it was only a quarter full. Shi wondered briefly if shi would be back to fill it completely, before shi fell asleep, resting in Shiveneve's maleslit for later.
Just a bit of personal time with the big dracoraptor. :)
Closeup of Zed's Kraken Cuddle
Inked version of Zed's Kraken Cuddle
Showing off my rarely-used feral/bipedal form. Why two penises? Why not? Original lineart by Vorti (aka Final_Destiny), coloration by Tearor.
A very sweet gift from Zed for my birthday. :)
Inked version of Zed's birthday gift
A small dragoness on a big bat's paws. Murr. :9
