Another Day, Another Dollar

Perhaps the best story anyone's written for me to date. It even hits on all of my kinks! A lovely gift by Lucidrasilver.


...Shira yawned and stretched out on hir bed as light streamed in across hir eyes, rousing hir from a deep, restorative slumber. Another day, another dollar, shi thought to hirself. Unlike most, though, a wide smirk was spread across hir face with this in mind.
The miniscule dragoness considered recalling some prior experiences to paw off to, but figured shi could hold out until later. Shi was already late for hir job, but knew that it wouldn't really matter. Nobody minded if shi was late, just as long as shi showed up. Sliding out of bed and into some casual streetwear for the sake of decency, shi headed on out. Hir mind briefly considered the emptiness in hir belly, but experience had taught hir that shi'd be more than full quite soon.

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Shira fluttered up onto the desk in the lobby of the club shi worked at, panting a bit from the flight as shi folded hir wings against hir back. As usual, the wolf stationed behind the counter didn't see hir arrive, so shi walked over to the little bell and hopped on top of the metal button, jumping a few times to make it ring.
The wolf looked up from her paperwork, her eyes looking around for a moment before turning down to look at the tiny creature trying to get her attention. She chuckled and shook her head. "I'm telling you, we need walkie-talkies." She leaned down, almost resting her lower jaw on the desk. "How're you today, tiny?"
Shira laughed and hopped off of the bell, padding over and giving her nose a friendly hug, wings stretching out to hold the sides of her muzzle. After a moment, shi stepped back and replied by shouting out to the exponentially larger wolfess, "Same as every work day! Yourself!?!"
The wolfess stood up after listening to Shira and reached for a file, opening it and browsing over it's contents. "Oh, I'm alright. Nothing new, unfortunately. Your client is waiting in the guest lobby. Go on in to room seven and strip, I'll make sure your cloths get back to your place tonight."
Shira waved up to her in confirmation, figuring she wouldn't hear any verbal reply, then unfolded hir wings and launched hirself into the air, heading towards the specially built entrance for hir in the larger conventional door of room seven.

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The dragoness paced around in the bedroom nervously. Part of it was hir good acting, part of it was genuine nerves. It was always hard to know how these things went. Hir long tail swished through the air in long arcs, both pondering and remembering all the various things that could and have happened in here before...
The door to the guest lobby opened, letting bright light into the formerly dim room, the dragoness only able to make out a massive figure as it enterd, blocking out the light from beyond before the door close again. As hir eyes readjusted, shi looked once more.
Even at hir size, shi could tell that this male was very tall by typical standards. His broad shoulders were draped in a plain black shirt, just tight enough to hint at his muscular form. His dark blue jeans likewise illustrated his firm thighs and calves, ending just above his bare feet, covered in a bit of dirt and muck. He must have come from outside the city where the recent rainy weather would have softened the ground enough to make that sort of thick mud.
His bright blue eyes quickly locked on the colorful dragoness contrasting against the pitch black carpeting. Many of the features of the room were, in fact, designed for the sorts of things that would be needed to enjoy hir as well as any of the normal sized clientele. Shi was a special feature, after all, and brought in a good bit of money all by hirself for such rare services rendered.
He kept his eyes on hir as he stripped his shirt away, exposing his powerful chest, covered predominantly with gold scales with dark red ones wrapping around his sides and back. The dragon tossed it into a near corner and opened up his jeans, taking a step closer to Shira. Hir eyes stared up with fear, not afraid of being stepped on, but at the massive golden cock that floped out of the front of his pants the moment he opened it enough to free it. Soon after, his heavy balls were revealed to hir as he slid the pants down. The heavy sac bounced against his thighs as he kicked the pants back with his shirt into a careless pile.
He fell forward with a massive thud that made Shira's legs shake with the tremor, landing on his hands and knees. His neck arched in the air high above, bringing his nose a few scant inches above hir. His smoothly scaled lips were parted slightly in a predatory grin, letting hir see his viciously sharp teeth locked together firmly just beyond. He spoke in a deep rumbling whisper, hot air flowing over hir naked body, the rancid scent of decaying meat on his breath from previous meals... "Hello again, Shira. I think it's been too long since we last got together. We'll have to make up for lost time."
Shira's fearful composure subsided marginally and shi stretched out a hand, lightly touching the dragons lips. "Hello, Lou. I guess that means that you've got something special you want." Shi and him were friends outside of work so he would partake of hir services occasionally. They could, of course, do such on any of hir days off, but there was a more real element of power in purchasing hir without hir knowledge. Lou knew that Shira was consenting, and shi knew that he would stop if shi ever really wanted him to, but they both thoroughly enjoyed the power play and the very real damage that was done.
He didn't bother to reply, simply scooping hir up in his tight, rough palm, causing hir to squeak and struggle a bit. Even if shi did enjoy it, it was still a little painful and hard to breath. He laid himself down on his stomach atop the bed and tossed hir almost carelessly behind himself. Shi first hit the upturned underside of his heel and continued to roll down his deeply carved arch, finally coming to a stop in the up curve of his toe arches, completely covered in the sticky black muck and having to struggle to pull hir limbs out of it. He could feel hir struggles, so he clenched his toes, making them wrap around hir and trap hir among the filth for a few seconds before letting them rest again. "If you couldn't tell, I took a nice, long run today and I need to have my feet cleaned. Oh, and you can only use your hips and face to push it away, just like always."
With no way to protest, and no will to, Shira went to work. Shi crawled through the mess up onto one of his broad toes, moving to the tip so that shi could work backwards and not mess up what shi had already cleared. Shi buried hir muzzle into the mess and pushed, making it break up and fall off with a bit of effort, revealing the stained red underside of his toe, covered in winding swirls and lines. Knowing that shi hand to clean those out as well, shi dipped hir muzzle down again, shuddering as hir tongue curled into the ridge and scooped out the gritty mess, tasting surprisingly heavily of his musty and salty foot sweat. To make hir task that much faster, shi began to thrust and grind hir hips against his toe, pushing off clumps of gritty stuff while smearing it around hir groin, the rough stroking against hir genital slits forcing physical arousal upon hir.
After ten minutes or so, he turned and reached back, grabbing hir tail between his thumb and forefingers and pulled hir into the air so he could examine hir as shi thrashed and yelped out, even his light careful pinching too tight for hir comfort. "You pathetic little slut, that got you hard? Ugh, and look at yourself, you're a damn mess. Well, I guess I'll just have to clean you off."
Shira started to cry out and struggle frantically, knowing fully the ways he could cleanse hir. He slid off of the bed, not even bothering to check hir cleaning progress, and landed on the floor, sitting on his knees. He set hir down on the carpeting, though he kept a good hold of the end of hir tail. His other hand moved up above hir, wrapping around his semi hard shaft and pumping it to fullness, the golden flesh jerking firmly and dripping large drops of clear, musky smelling pre cum to the ground quite close to Shira. Shi tried to scramble away as hir eyes fixed on the underside of his gargantuan malehood, many times hir own size and weight, but the grip on hir tail only allowed hir to move back until it tightened painfully between hir body and his unyeilding fingers.
Using his grip on himself, he angled his pointed tip downward, the slit pointing right at the tiny dragoness, cowering in fear as shi heard him sigh out high above. The slit spread wider for a moment before a rush of fluid as golden as his skin and scales flowed out in a slight arc, the little stream easily knocking Shira back against the carpet and pinning hir down, forced to be doused in his acrid piss, making the mud splatter and flow off of hir sides along with the urine. The stench filled hir nostrils, stinging them with the powerful scent, but the liquid soon flowed in as well, making hir nose burn and hir head spin. Even worse was the taste that seeped between hir lips despite hir attempts to keep them sealed, salty and acidic and vile, obviously having planned to give hir his worst.
Shi was forced to lay spread out helplessly on the floor, the stream that was mild to him being a torrent to hir. He continued to relieve himself for about half a minute before finishing with one last spurt, brutally slamming against Shira's exposed belly and knocking the air out of hir lungs, forcing hir to gasp for hir breath, the horribly strong stink making hir throat and lungs burn with irritation. Even hir scales started to grow sore from being exposed to his piss, more acidic to hir small, weak form.
He let out another contented sigh as he watched hir sputter, eyes quickly finding the penis jutting up from hir hips, the exposed skin feeling like it was on fire as urine driped down it and between hir legs. "Mmmm, that's my good little dragoness. You love being covered in my piss, don't you? It's so much more valuable than a weak, horny little slut like you, after all. It's an honor."
Had shi the breath to reply, shi might have. Without it, though, shi merely sputtered and coughed, trying to rid hir airways of that pain. He did allow hir some time to rest and recover from the battering. As shi began to recover hir senses, though, shi realized that he was busy at work on hir next torture, whimpering pathetically in fear at another flood as his hand jerked up and down his cock swiftly, little droplets of pre getting thrown around hir as he kept his pisshole aimed right at hir. Helplessly worn, shi could only watch and listen as he pleasured himself, easily picking out all the hints of the coming torrent, the roiling of his heavy balls as they pulled up closer to his body, the heavy throbbing of his prick in his own hand, the growing slickness coating his fingers, his groans and panting from the sky far above.
Letting out a loud moan he finally reached release, his blazing hot and sticky semen hitting hir in a powerful burst, gobs splattering off around hir. So forceful was the impact that shi could actually hear one of hir ribs crack, the rest strained to the point of almost snapping, making hir scream out in pain. While the piss that damaged hir body was washed away by this new flooding, it's made hir very sensitive, the white hot spunk scalding hir scales and flesh alike. At least the musky scent replaced that of the urine that had been there, allowing hir now damaged lungs to inhale without burning.
The next burst wasn't quite so hard, having some cushioning in the form of the first shot between the micro and the jetting semen. It quickly spread out to cover hir entire body and easily slid into hir willing muzzle, gulping the salty, musky cum, if only to help wash away the remaining taste of piss.
Covered in jism, it was hard for Shira to tell exactly when Lou's climax ebbed away, though he definitely let hir rest in the little pool on the carpet for a short while, his spunk seeping under every scale and completley covering hir form. Eventually, though, he reached down and plucked hir up by the tail again. This time, though, the poor thing didn't have enough energy to do anything but dangle helplessly and whimper in fear, knowing that he would not be done with hir just yet.
He raised hir in front of his face, making sure shi could watch his lips and teeth move while he spoke. "Mmm, despite being such a little thing, I do believe you'd make a tasty little snack now...ah, but I think you'd be a bit crunchy for my tastes. Don't worry, I know how to fix that."
He set hir down on the wooden table set beside the bed with surprising care for all that he'd done thus far, and for what he would do. He made sure to lay hir on hir back, forcing hir to look up as he moved closer, his still hard cock hanging in the air above hir, throbbing lightly with his heartbeat. Shi could clearly see all the details as he held there for a short while, all the thick veins and lines that created the texture of his massive shaft, as well as the huge ridge that ran along the underside into the pointed tip.
His hand came down and he wrapped a finger and thumb around the base of his shaft, giving it a few flicks above hir, and shi started to struggle weakly as shi realized what he was going to do to hir. With a frightened squeak, the dragoness watched as he flicked his cock upward, then jerked it back downward, slamming down with a loud thump against the solid wood around and under hir. As his tip bounced up, hir body was broken, most bones having snapped under the powerful impact, blue blood splattered amid his white cum, the combination making a film that stuck to the underside of his member and the table, forming long strands between them.
Shira tried to scream and thrash in utter agony as much of hir body was pulverized, but found that shi could not. Biologically speaking, shi was instantly killed when his flesh had come down upon hir, but shi still felt it, felt most of hir guts liquefied, hir brains seeping out of hir ears and nose, hir blood flowing out from every orifice and wound. But shi couldn't so much as close hir ruptured eyes.
Lou lifted up his messy handiwork once more, dangling the morsel by the tail, and grinned savagely. "Ahh, I think that will work." He tilted his head back and opened his jaws wide. Through damaged vision, Shira could see his golden tongue curling eagerly in his mouth, strands of saliva stretching between his teeth, lips pulled back even farther than his jaws, able to look right down past his uvula into his throat. Shi could watch as a strand of sticky cum, streaked with blue, stretched down from hir body and snapped off, landing near the back of his tongue and sliding deeper.
He let go of hir soon after, letting hir feel warm air rushing over hir body before his teeth snapped, cleanly cutting hir body in two just above hir hips, hir innards spilling out as hir front half tumbled down, bouncing against his tongue a few times before hitting the back of his throat. Surrounded by darkness, shi could feel his heated throat open up around hir, then clench on either side, pushing hir downward with smooth muscular contractions, the soft gullet stroking against hir body along the trip.
The heat grew around hir before shi was finally released into the chamber of his stomach, landing with a splash in his acids. They quickly flooded over and into hir carcass, the fourth and final soaking that he would subject hir to. Today, at least. Shira could feel the acid doing it's work on hir body, corroding hir ripped flesh and shattered bones, quickly leaving hir body little more than a bluish stain in the soup of chemicals. Shi finally lost all sense of self as hir body was broken down into fundamental elements within the dragon's belly, slipping into the familiar unknown...

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...Shira yawned and stretched out on hir bed as light streamed in across hir eyes, rousing hir from a deep, restorative slumber. Another day, another dollar, shi thought to hirself. Unlike most, though, a wide smirk was spread across hir face with this in mind.

Jungle Photography

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.

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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?

Walking a Macro (art by SpiritRaptor)

Just me trying to take Kraken for a walk. He behaves so well at times. :)

Hoard! (art by Lucky Wolf)

A small dragon needs a small hoard. I'm no exception. Received at MFM 2006

Forestgleam (art by Darker)

Two heads, two cocks... what a lovely combination. Admit it: you wish you could.

Family Portrait (art by Darker)

A collection of hatchlings...

Guess Who? (art by The Dragon Girl)

I've landed on Zed's snout. Let's see if he can figure out who's on his muzzle. :) Received at MFM 2006.

Pawslaved: Quick and Dirty

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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.

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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.

Queen for a Day (art by Sherbniz)

I'm the queen, Zed is the king. A cute piece by Sherbniz based on an RP I did with Zed ages ago. :)