Ill Fortune

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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.