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?

Hyravian Exploration

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This is my half of an art trade with the wonderful artist Orena. Check hir out on the VCL, both to get an idea of just what exactly a hyravian looks like, and to enjoy the rest of hir equally incredibly artwork. As for the story itself: Three newly-matured hyravians decide to explore, and run into a few others, before deciding to explore a little more thoroughly...

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It was the beginning of the dry season. The monsoon rains had passed, ending the mating season. While the youngest hatchlings were closely watched and guarded, the older, near-mature ones were often allowed to run and play on their own, with only the occasional glance in their direction. The savanna hyravians blended in well with their environment, making it difficult for any potential predator or threat to track them, though their sharp claws made actually taking one down harder still. As four-year-olds – a single year the only thing separating them from full adulthood – this particular group was fully capable of defending itself, even without any other weapons handy.

One pack of such four-year-olds decided to wander a bit farther than normal, into a nearby forest. They knew they were more vulnerable in the forest, as their brown hide was poor camouflage against the mostly-green backdrop, so they stayed near the edge of the forest, so they could run away quickly if necessary. The planted seemed completely alien to them, some of them without even names in their language, further sparking their young curiosity.

The leader of the group of three noticed something moving further inside the forest, and stopped to look. He started at it intently, unable to believe what he was seeing. While he'd heard of the forest hyravians, he'd never actually seen one before. The two sub-species looked very similar, though the forest hyravians are blue and green instead of brown, and only three feet tall instead of six. Quietly calling to his companions, the savanna hyravians slowly made their way closer, trying not to scare off the smaller ones.

Such caution was unnecessary, however; they movement that caught hir eye was merely a hyravian rolling over in hir sleep, as a small group of them seemed to be taking an afternoon nap. The three savanna hyrvans were able to get right in the middle of the sleeping dozen, and peered in closer, taking in detail. The blue hide glistened slightly with moisture from the soft, damp grasses beneath them.

Curiosity got the better of the adolescent hyravians, and the leader of their little group nuzzled at one of the sleepers. As the forest hyravian rolled over and yawned, the savanna hyravian got a good look at hir smaller counterpart. The forest hyravian squeaked in surprise as shi awoke to see a much-larger, strangely colored being towering over hir. Not wanting any of the others to awaken, the savanna hyravian put a paw over the smaller one's mouth, silencing hir, before placing another paw on hir belly to hold hir to the ground. Quietly motioning for the other two, all three looked at their find carefully.

While the two species were almost identical, the savanna hyravians were still fascinated by the size and color differences. The forest hyravian started to struggle, and the grip on hir body slipped. One paw slipped over hir groin, sending a shiver of pleasure through hir, and further sparking the younglings' curiosity.

After taking another quick look around to ensure the others were still sleeping and that nobody had come up on them, the lead hyravian moved a forepaw back to hir groin, this time deliberately stroking over hir genitals, feeling the soft flesh yield to hir paw. The little one, for all hir initial fears, mrrred softly and arched into the paw, slowly becoming aroused by all the attention from the giants over hir.

Seeing the other's pleasure was also arousing the three savanna hyravians. Before long four white-striped erections were slowly emerging, the sight further stimulating all four of the hyravians, even as the smallest one squirmed about on the forest floor. Though the forest hyravian felt rather uneasy as the strangers played with hir, the pleasure was undeniable. Besides, it was clear they meant well, at least in hir mind, so shi had little reason to resist, and if they meant to hurt hir, they would not have waited this long.

Talking amongst themselves, the savanna hyravians tried to decide on what to do with their little find. It was obvious shi was aroused as they were ,after all. They all wanted to do something at once, however, as none of them had the patience to wait while someone else had a turn. And there was always the risk someone would wake up or someone or something would find them. No, they all decided they'd take hir at the same time.

Still stroking the forest hyravian with one paw, the lead savanna hyravian slowly lifted hir off the ground using hir other paw. Shi squirmed a little, unsure what they were doing to hir, but even as shi struggled shi knew shi couldn't get away. A few moments later, a hyravian shaft was poking at hir muzzle. It was the largest of the three malehoods to be presented to hir, and shi doubted shi could take it; even as adolescents, these savanna hyravians were huge in all respects compared to their forest-dwelling counterparts.

As shi opened hir muzzle to cry out, the savanna hyravian quickly thrust forward, silencing the little one. The savanna hyravian let out a deep growl that vibrated hir cock within the forest hyravian's throat. The forest hyravian shivered in a mix of fear, pain, and pleasure, as the paw never strayed away from hir own shaft, which now glistened with pre, smeared along hir entire length.

Waiting only for the leader to get hir shaft inside, the other two gripped the forest hyravian's lower body carefully and guider their own pre-slickened shafts into hir, sending another shiver through everyone. The forest hyravian tensed hir body, squeezing all the cocks within hir tightly, letting out a muffled moan of pleasure as shi was penetrated from all sides. These were the three largest erections shi'd ever see, and shi was going to enjoy them thoroughly for as long as shi could.

The savanna hyravians gradually got into a steady rhythm, pistoning in and out of hir, each time working deeper. The forest hyravian was in ecstasy, humping into the paw wrapped around hir shaft, while feeling three shafts deep within hir, stimulating places one of hir own species never could hope to reach. One shaft was pressing against hir cervix, threatening to push into hir womb; another was deep in hir tailhole, sending a shiver through hir each time it withdrew, tugging on hir back door; while the last steadily worked in and out of hir throat, giving hir a taste of rich precum each time its thick head pulled back into hir maw, before taking hir breath away as it thrust in once again.

Pre and other fluids leaked copiously from the forest hyravian. The scents of the hyravians were getting steadily stronger, filling the forest air. When all three savanna hyravians thrust forward, the forest hyravian's snout was pressed slightly into the femslit of the one taking hir snout, sending another wave of pleasure through hir, and soaking hir muzzle in the fragrant juices. The pace and heat steadily increased, all three hilting into the little one, making sizable bulges in hir throat and stomach.

The sounds of their pleasure did not go unnoticed. A few of the nearby, sleeping hyravians slowly stirred from their sleep, before gawking at the scene unfolding before them. The savanna hyravians were too lost in their arousal to notice of care about anything, though, as they savored the wonderfully warm and tight embrace of the small being the three of them shared.

Steadily nearing climax, all four hyravians further increased their pace, the forest hyravian thrusting into a paw as shi was thrust into, shivering as warmth flooded through hir body, the savanna hyravians filling hir completely with every thrust. A few of the forest hyravians ran to hide, a few more stared at the spectacle in awe or jealousy, and a few of the heaviest sleepers continued to doze, the potent scents in the otherwise clean air influencing their dreams.

Controlling themselves carefully, the savanna hyravians were able to hold out for quite some time, highly aroused and leaking pre deep within the forest hyravian, filling hir with ounce after ounce of their fluids. The forest hyravian lacked such careful control, though, especially as shi was stimulated in every one of hir openings. After just a few minutes, shi climaxed, hir seed coating hir belly and the paw shi thrust into, while hir body tensed in pleasure, squeezing all three of the shafts within hir tightly.

It was enough to break the concentration of the savanna hyravians, who roared out in unison as they too reached orgasm. The y all thrust deeply into the small one that pleasured them so, shafts pulsing with with release as they hilted within hir. The forest hyravian shuddered as shi was filled, the hot seed reaching placed shi was never even aware of before. The others kept their distance, still unsure what to make of this situation.

As the four came off their climaxes, they once again became aware of the world around them. The forest hyravian blushed, knowing that everyone had seen and heard what happened, while the savanna hyravians realized they were outnumbered. Slowly, they withdrew from the forest hyravian, fluids dripping out of hir, before gently setting hir down and running off to their tribe again, looking for them in the evening light. Once released, the forest hyravian sat down, panting, able to taste and feel the lingering seed within hir, belly sloshing slightly. Shi was unhurt, though the others were still concerned, coming over to nuzzle hir and offer their reassurances that shi did nothing wrong.

None would forget that afternoon, especially not the forest hyravian who had been taken. A few silently hoped the savanna hyravians would return someday, so they could have a turn..

Microdomination

Shira looked around quickly as shi made some final preparations for hir guest tonight, making sure everything was perfect. Shi took a quick flight around the lower floor of hir 'ice castle' - as shi liked to call it - making sure everything was perfect, spotless. The floor was quite slick, light reflecting off its near mirror surface through the few windows in the castle.

It was a few minutes later that Shiveneve arrived, the massive silver dragoness only aware that shi's been invited over for an evening of fun. "It'll be a great time! I promise!" Shira had said. The offer was too good for Shiveneve to refuse, as spending all hir time in hir own lair got old rather quickly. Getting out once in a while to play with friends - especially smaller ones - always was a good thing.

"I'm here..." Shiveneve said, looking around a little as shi glanced about the room, taking up the entire floor of the castle; the only things breaking the plane of the floor were four pillars of ice, placed in a square, one near each corner of the room. Shira flew up and landed on the large muzzle, the silver easily thirty times hir size, if not more. "Heyas," Shi giggled, "Ready for a fun night? It's something I'll bet you haven't tried before..." The silver almost-nodded, sending Shira falling forward forward before the lunar dragoness could catch hirself, the little one letting out a soft *mrrph* as shi fell on the scales. It was the only real affirmation shi needed, though, as shi flew off for a moment. "Just let me grab something from up stairs and you'll soon see what we're doing..."

Without the tiny passenger on hir muzzle, Shiveneve nodded quickly, eager to see just what the little one had planned. Shira knew shi couldn't spend too long up there without the silver suspecting something was out of the ordinary, but shi did need to waste a little time or else hir sudden return would alert the large dragon to something as well. Shi quickly flipped through hir spell book, refreshing hir memory on every one of the spells that shi needed tonight, knowing even one mistake could turn things from fun into dangerous, but confident shi'd remember everything long enough to not have that risk.

Perhaps five minutes later, Shira flew back downstairs and landed just before Shiveneve's forepaws, not even flinching at the view of talons almost the size of hir entire body. "Well, I think I have everything I need now..."

The silver just blinked, looking at the large-insect-sized dragoness at hir paws oddly. "Um... you don't have anything!" Shiveneve said, confused, trying to see if there was something particularly tiny in one of Shira's paws, or behind hidden in hir tail-coils, but the little one just giggled and nodded. "Then what did you get?"

"Oh, you'll see," Shira mused, grinning up at the silver. "Could you lay on your back, in the middle of the room, please? It'll make this easier... on both of us..." Shiveneve hesitated, but curiosity soon got the better of hir as shi rolled onto hir back, stretching out a little. Shira grinned as shi hopped onto the silver dragoness's chest, and smiled as shi almost sang the spell shi was working, a melody vaguely familiar but long-forgotten. It helped to mesmerize the larger dragoness long enough to let Shira finish.

Once shi completed hir tune, Shira looked down one of Shiveneve's forelegs, then at the pillar beyond it, before quickly lashing hir arm out as if to throw a rope around something... Shiveneve could feel something there, tugging on hir, but thought nothing of it beyond it being overactive imagination. Then Shira did the same with the other forepaw, the feeling more noticeable on both this time. "What are you doing?" Shiveneve asked, trying to move a bit, curious about the feeling hir limbs, though still rather concerned for the micro.

Shira didn't respond, though, still completely focused on hir efforts. Shi quickly did the same to the silver's two hindlegs, smiling a little at hir work as shi looked at something, even though Shiveneve couldn't see it. Shi then spread hir arms wide as shi could, then quickly tugged them back together and clenched hir paws shut, suddenly tightening invisible bonds against the larger silver, causing hir to tense up. "That's what," Shira said plainly, turning back to look at the silvery muzzle ahead of hir. "I hope you don't mind me taking my turn having my fun with you, since you always liked doing things to me... especially when I couldn't resist you at all..."

The little dragoness didn't pause for a moment as shi walked down the scaly belly of the much larger one, though shi was turning it into a casual stroll, not at all concerned for hir safety, since there was no threat to hir whatsoever. Shiveneve wriggled a bit against the magical hold on hir form, trying to tug hirself free, but only able to move hir limbs a couple inches, never able to get even close to Shira.

Shira mrrred as shi took in Shiveneve's scent, breathing deeply, sensing the arousal of the giant at hir tiny presence. Only this time, shi had control over the silver, and not the other way around. It wasn't too long before Shira reached Shiveneve's maleslit, rubbing hir tail along it, letting the tip press in and stroke around, teasing the flesh within. The lunar dragoness started to grow, though, realizing shi was far too small to do everything shi wanted. Shi stopped at a twelfth of Shiveneve's size, still small, but large enough to make things easier.

Shira slowly slipped into Shiveneve's maleslit, rubbing hir body against the dual cocks found within, slowly coaxing them out of their hiding place, grinning once shi peeked back up at Shiv. Shi let hirself end up between them, just so shi can rub against both at once, and be surrounded by that warm flesh hirself.

The lunar dragoness's white form was easy to track, though Shiveneve could do nothing more than watch the little one work, paw at the ground, and shiver and mrrrr at the feelings that tiny dragoness made. Shira nuzzled and licked firmly at one of the cocks, then gave a firm bite to its tip, sending a shiver through the larger dragoness and nearly drawing blood before shi let go, smiling up at Shiveneve. "I am a herm who can appreciate both sexes, so I plan on making good use of both of yours..." shi mused, "After all you've had fun taking advantage of mine before..."

"Yeah," Shiveneve said unsteadily, still squirming about, though Shira was getting quite used to moving with the larger dragoness and that squirming was proving to do nothing to keep the little one away from what shi wanted. "But you weren't tired down or anything, not like this..."

Even though Shira was listening, shi continued to stroke over Shiveneve's cocktip, nuzzling at it a little more, licking and nibbling about, each nibble sending another shiver through the silver. "Yes, but what good is being free to move when you're trying to get away from someone who can take out a full city block in a matter of seconds? Just because I wasn't tied down doesn't mean things were fair..." With that Shira dove hir head into Shiveneve's cockslit and bit down again, causing the massive dragoness to scream out in pain and pleasure.

Without waiting for any more words from hir larger friend, Shira shrank just enough to slip into the cockslit shi'd just bitten within, wriggling about within as Shiveneve wriggled and struggled against hir bonds, wanting desperately to paw at hirself and get off. The presence of that tiny cold form sent shivers throughout the macrodragoness, as it slowly and steadily worked its way deeper, always rubbing and teasing against as much as possible. Shira knew that shi had to do a lot to make this work well as shi wanted, and shi was doing all shi could, also knowing that would be more than enough.

Shiveneve grew hotter around Shira's cold form, making the temperature contrast even more obvious, and even more enjoyable at the same time. Shira struggled a bit hirself to overcome the flow of pre all around hir, but shi kept working deeper, slowly nearing the base of Shiveneve's length, nuzzling and licking about in there, taking in as much as shi could without drowning, even as shi rubbed as much as possible. Shi worked faster as shi felt the heat building, wanting to get the silver to climax before shi burned up, and to show that shi could without any help...

It was just a matter of time before Shiveneve climaxed though, roaring to the ceiling as hir seed forced Shira back out, shooting hir into the air. The little one landed on Shiveneve's chest again, grinning at the silver mischievously even as shi felt the cum pooling behind hir, standing up and letting hirself drip onto the silver scales. "Well, that's half..." shi said with a grin, flying back this time, hovering for a moment over Shiveneve's hindpaws. Shiveneve looked oddly at Shira for a moment until the tiny one dove into hir femsex, wings folding up just as they brushed against the lips of hir sex on the way in.

Shira plunged halfway into Shiveneve with that first dive, squirming against the powerful movements of the wet tunnel around hir, getting squeezed tightly. The little one was quite aware that shi was too little right now, though, and started to steadily grow within Shiveneve, even as shi pressed about within the silver, steadily growing to a scaled three inches, four... all the while spreading Shiveneve slowly wider, hir wriggles more powerful, and reaching more of the sensitive flesh surrounding hir form.

As the lunar dragoness grew steadily, Shiveneve again could do nothing but paw at the ground and let hir sexuality take hold of hir mind, focusing on that tiny dragoness within hir. Shira grew still, passing six inches and spreading hir wings a bit, giving hirself more room to worm hir way deeper, soon nuzzling right at Shiveneve's cervix, while the rest of hir body grew downwards, stopping only once hir tail started to press back out, then quickly curling it around to tease at Shiveneve's clit, coiling it firmly around that flesh and stroking it steadily, never giving Shiveneve a break from the pleasure.

Shiveneve's juices surrounded Shira, but this time the little one was too large to get pressed out or drowned, as shi nuzzled firmly at Shiveneve, nibbling more at the inside of the silver, letting hir small, sharp teeth tease about at the tender flesh deep inside. Shi wriggled about a bit more, humping against the inside of the silver dragoness now, quite aroused from all the sex-scents around hir, and from showing the macrodragoness shi can do quite a bit on hir own, proving shi didn't need to be forced into hir 'work' to do quite a good job of it.

Once again Shira felt things getting hotter around hir, but this time shi didn't rush hirself, thrusting firmly against the walls of dragoness around hir, pre mixing with the female juices all around hir, the tiny dragoness growing colder as shi too neared hir peak. Shi stopped nuzzling and teasing at Shiveneve's clit, trying to hold the larger one right on the edge of climax, yet not letting hir reach that peak, the silver again crying out in pleasure to the ceiling, but the cry went all but unheard by the little one inside, though the sound vibrated around hir, shivers coursing through both dragonesses.

This time Shira was the first to climax, humping hard against Shiveneve a few last times before shi reached hir peak, growling deeply as shi let hir cold seed spill forth, sending a last wave of pleasure through Shiveneve before the silver climaxed as well, clenching tightly around the dragoness within, both of them riding the waves of pleasure for as long as they could, panting as the heat and cold combined in Shiveneve.

As all good things must come to and end, though, both dragonesses came off their peak at the same time, and Shira slipped slowly out, panting a little as shi flopped onto the ground, dripping with Shiveneve's juices, a bit winded but finding it quite arousing still. Shira flew up towards the larger silver muzzle and smiled to hirself. "Now, be a good dragoness and clean me off... use that tongue of yours..."

Shiveneve shook hir head at that. "No!" shi said defiantly, almost in the tone a child would use before crossing hir arms defiantly.

The micro just chuckled softly, "Well, I'm the one who has you tied down right now," Shira said confidently, "And if you don't I'll find some other way of getting at you..."

As the silver thought about that for a moment, Shira continued to grin, walking a bit closer. "O... okay..." Shiveneve said, resigning hirself to this, though silently plotting what shi'd do once shi got free. Shi slipped hir tongue out and slowly licked the little dragoness clean, making sure not to miss a scale, even purring a little at the taste of hir self shi got from doing so.

"Good dragoness..." Shira mused once shi was clean, giving Shiveneve's muzzle a gentle patting, "Now I'm going to let go of you..." shi started to stay, though shi stopped as Shiveneve grinned at that, "But if you so much as touch me on your way out of here you'll get tied back down for one more time..." Shira then sang the tune to release the bonds, then hopped off of Shiveneve's chest, onto the floor. "Now get on out of here..."

"Okay..." Shiveneve said again, though shi sounded far less sincere this time. As shi rolled over and turned around to walk out, shi intentionally let a hindpaw rush towards Shira, the little dragoness leaping out of the way of it and growling, quickly reciting the spell to bind Shiveneve down again.

"I warned you..." Shira growled... "Now take this..." The smaller dragoness walked around between Shiveneve's hindlegs and thrust hir tail roughly into the silver dragoness's anal slit, wriggling it around within there. Shi grew quickly this time, letting it force its way deeper even as it grew thicker, roughly forcing the dragoness to spread around it. Shira didn't just let it grow as shi ground the scales hard against every bit of flesh they could reach.

Shiveneve squirmed about against hir magical bonds again, but they were even less forgiving than before, and felt like they were digging deep into hir limbs each time shi moved about. Shira kept it up for almost five minutes before slowly pulling hir tail out, grinding the scales against Shiveneve the entire time shi withdrew it. "Now let's try this again..." Shira said, growling deeply, "Get out of here without even trying to do something to me, and remember this next time we meet."

With the same mystical tune Shira released the bonds once again, and Shiveneve wasted no time getting out this time, almost running out the entrance to Shira's lair, the lunar dragoness chuckling quietly. "I don't think shi could forget this even if shi wanted to... good, I needed to teach hir what it's like to be the powerless one..." Shi chuckled quietly, wondering to hirself if Shiveneve would use this as a reason to be kinder and not do the same kind of thing to hir again, or as an excuse to be cruel more often...

The Capture

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A bit different than some of the stuff I write now, in that it's actually predominantly not macro/micro-oriented, but it was quite enjoyable writing this anyway. Written in the second-person for someone I, unfortunately, am no longer in touch with, it's meant to be enjoyed as if it's happening to you, assuming this is your thing. Can't think of much more to say, other than "Enjoy."

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You wake up, groggy, with a dull ache in the back of your head. As you try to move, you feel your paws chained to the wall. Slowly, memories of earlier that day return, still blurred, but enough to explain your current situation. There was... something that passed by, then something hit your head, knocking you unconscious. It wasn't painful - you remember that much - but everything else seems distant, like a fading dream.

The room you're in has just one window; the evening sun shining through it is the only light. Other than the sound of waves, there is silence. You can't see anything but the sky through the window, but you guess you're on the coastline somewhere. But where is somewhere? It doesn't really matter, you decide, slowly drifting off into sleep again...

You're awakened by the sound of a door opening, but it's far too dark to see, now that the room's completely dark. A small anthro-tiger, maybe five feet tall, walks in with a lantern, bringing the light toward you. "Cap'n! We gonna do da usual t' this 'un?" That's when you notice another form in the shadows, standing near the door.

You can't tell who or what it is, but it looks much bigger than the tiger. All you can see is a small flame on its... tail?

"No..." a deep voice rumbles, "I have other things in mind for this one... please, put out the light."

"Aye, Captain," the tiger says. With that, the lantern is extinguished, and the sound of the door closing is the only sign that the tiger has left. Now, you're alone with who- or whatever has that flame. A deep chuckle comes from across the room as the creature walks toward you, the fire on its tail still burning bright in the darkness.

The creature walks casually, swinging the flame-tipped tail idly as it comes closer. Once within a few feet, the tail moves in front of you, letting you see what was standing before you. It's an anthrodragon, a good two feet taller than you are, with bright red-orange scales. Judging from the look of the dragon – who isn't wearing any clothes – it's a he. And he looks powerful; stronger than you are, at least. "So," he says, a smirk on his muzzle, "Comfortable? I do hope you'll enjoy what's next as much as I will." He re-lights the lantern with his tail, the eerie light keeping it only bright enough for you to see him without the fire on his tail lighting his body.

He places a hand on your face, gently stroking your muzzle. "My name's Charassor," he says, "And do you know why you're here? Never mind, you'll find out soon enough." He kneels in front of you, looking over your body for a moment. "So... a herm..." he muses, the tone definitely hinting at something. But what, exactly, you can't quite put a claw on. He stands back up and slips something over your face, a muzzle of some kind, clamping it shut.

"Now, you're going to do what I say. Got it?" Without waiting for you answer – not that you could answer him right now – he undoes the bonds holding you to the wall, letting you move freely again, except for you muzzle. But before you get too comfortable, something pulls your head upwards, forcing you to look back up into Charassor's fire-red eyes. Remembering his warning, you decide not to resist, especially since it looks like he's strong enough to break you in half if he tried.

Charassor presses himself against you, softly mrrring. It isn't long before something hard begins to come out of his sheath, growing longer my the minute. He pulls on your 'leash' every so often, looking down into your eyes. Once his cock reaches its full length, Charassor slowly moves lower on your back, then presses his cock against your tailhole, forcing himself inside you. "Oh, yesss..." he growls as he thrusts inside you, a pleased smile on his face. He wraps his arms around you in a hug from behind, pinning your arms to your sides, as he continues for a while, his growls slowly growing louder and deeper.

But as Charassor's cock is buried deep inside you, you feel your own arousal starting to grow. You cock now comes forth, but Charassor's 'hug' keeps you from doing anything. It doesn't take long for Charassor to notice, though, as he slowly moves his right hand down your body, keeping hold of your muzzle's leash in his left. Even through your muzzle, you manage a muffled moan as he places his hand on your shaft and begins stroking it to its full length, teasing the tip with his thumb.

You lock eyes with Charassor as he pulls on the leash again, but there's something in his eyes, an unspoken message. They seem to claim you as his, and his alone. His growling continues to grow louder as he feel his pre inside you. The light grows brighter as Charassor's climax comes closer, the flame on his tail becoming a raging fire. His movement is quicker now, both as he thrusts inside you and rubs your cock, smiling as he feels your pre on his paw.

It takes only a few more moments for Charassor to climax, sending waves of his hot seed into you. As he tenses, you feel yourself go over the edge, peaking in the same moment. He just stands behind you for a moment, savoring the feeling, before he withdraws from you, then licks your seed of his hand. "Yes, I thought you'd be useful," he mrrrs, leading you back to the wall. But, this time, he doesn't tie you back to the wall; he just releases your muzzle. "Something tells me you don't want to leave. I'm sure you'll want to do this again..." He smiles, gently caressing your face. "It's been a long time since I've found such an eager partner..." The happy glow on his face fades as he continues.

"I remember my first mate," he says with a sigh, "We were together every moment we could be. I loved him so... but, one day, he took ill. We tried to save him but..." As he pauses, you notice a single tear running down his right check. "You remind me of him so – your looks, your likes... Please, stay, I beg of you, at least for this night..." He hugs you as he waits for your answer. You think about it for a moment, then decide there would be no harm in staying; you enjoyed tonight anyway. You nod. Charassor hugs you again as he sees the nod, thanking you for staying. "I'll personally make sure you're provided for. Until morning..." He embraces you in a kiss, then walks out, leaving you alone for the night, with only your thoughts for company.

As the lantern light flickers in the darkness, reminding you of the dragon's flaming tail, you keep thinking back to what Charassor demanded from you, and how his demands seemed to pleasure you as much as they pleased him. And his offer, to stay as a lover, seems almost too enjoyable. As you curl up to sleep for the night, you can't help but wonder how long it is until morning, and Charassor's next visit...

The next morning

You're again awakened by the sound of someone coming through the door; this time, the morning sun lets you see who it is clearly. You're slightly disappointed that it isn't Charassor, but it is another anthrodragon. This one is a lot smaller than Charassor; he couldn't be more than three feet tall. His scales are indigo-blue, his wings are just a little lighter than that. You notice is long tail, half again as long as he is tall, trailing behind him. And his wings seem quite large for a dragon his size, easily seven feet long from tip-to-tip as he stretches them out.

"Good morning," he says, "I'm Altair. Charassor told me to take care of you while he's out for the morning, so I thought I'd bring you breakfast." You smile back down at Altair as he sets your meal before you, then sits down nearby. "I... I hope you don't mind if I stay, do you?" As you shake your head no, his scales seem to shift to a slightly lighter shade of blue than they were a moment ago.

As you eat, Altair starts telling you about himself. "I've only been on Charassor's crew for a little while, compared to some of the people here, but we've gotten along really well. I joined his sailing crew because I wanted to meet new people, and to see the world. I guess it worked, since he's letting me see you now..." he reaches over and gently scritches your leg, smiling affectionately up at you. There's something special about him, something you feel with him that you didn't quite feel from Charassor last night. As much as you enjoyed it, you wonder for a moment if Altair would ever do anything with you. Something tells you he feels the same, as he tenderly strokes your leg and smiles.

When you finish eating, Altair picks up the dished and turns to leave. But, he looks back and says, "I... hope I'll see you again." As he walks out, you feel the same. He seemed friendly enough, and there was just something about him, something that made you wish he would stay. Above, you hear a sudden roar of noise, as if something had happened. You hear the door quickly being thrown open as Altair comes back in. "Charassor... he... just come with me!" You follow him as he flies through the corridors, leading you up to the surface, and Charassor.

You see Charassor standing on a large rock, looking out over the crowd, with another dragon at his side. "Everyone!" he roars to get the attention of the crowd, his tail-flame burning brightly, "After searching the islands, I've found my mate once more!" He stops to hug him, a few embers flying from his tail. "Now that I've found what I've been searching for, I want you all to do the same! Go, and follow your dreams!" The crowd cheers as Charassor takes off with his mate, the two going inland to be alone together.

Altair gently strokes your leg – he couldn't reach any higher even if he wanted to – drawing your attention. "Looks like he won't be back for a while. He can be gone for days at a time..." He leads you back down to your room, talking the rest of the way down. Then he sits back down with you, apparently wanting to continue the conversation. "So... have you ever... been in love?" he asks, and you notice him turn a few shades redder as he blushes.

You shake your head no; you've never really felt close to anyone before. Usually you end up alone. It's been getting to you lately, actually, but Altair, this small, color-changing dragon; there just seems to be something about him. You gently reach down and rub his wings, causing Altair to mrrr softly and smile at the touch. Altair stretches out his tail and rubs it against your arm as you caress his wings, trying to return the favor. He seems to enjoy your company as much as you enjoy his, at least until a loud crashing sound outside and a piercing, feminine voice shrieking, "Altair, help me!" interrupts you.

"Excuse me..." Altair says, grumbling under his breath. He comes back a few minutes later, but he isn't three feet tall anymore; he's only about two inches in height. "I needed to help her. She's friendly, but..." he pauses as he catches the surprised look on your face. You know you can't just be imagining this, but how did he shrink? "Let me guess, you're wondering what happened to me. Well, I know some magic, and changing my size is my favorite thing to do. Besides, I kind of like being this size, even if it is a little small at times."

That explains it. You wonder what other abilities Altair might have, but decide not to ask. He affectionately scritches your side as you sit down again, giving you a bit of a hug by stretching his wings out around you. He acts like he's done this before – he did say he liked being that size, after all. Altair continues for a while, but then says, "I'm getting hungry. Would you like me to get you some lunch?" You nod, even if you are still a little full from breakfast.

Altair flies off and returns about twenty minutes later with a fairly small lunch compared to the breakfast he brought, but no less delicious looking. He had grown to a few feet tall to carry the food, but returns to 2" tall once he puts the food down. "Do you mind if I have a little bit of that?" he asks, moving a small portion of his side of the plate with his wings. He seems fairly creative, you think, and wonder what else he's come up with as an adaptation to his size. You talk over lunch, exchanging your life's stories.

Altair, it turns out, wasn't brought to this world by choice, but eventually made a home for himself. He decided to join up with Charassor and sail around the oceans because he's always wanted to explore. Though one storm left him stranded on an island for a while, even that sounded like a fairly enjoyable experience. "There's always something more out there; I feel like I want to keep looking for something... it's almost like something's missing, but I never can find it..." he takes one look into your eyes, then glances away, like he wants to say something, but doesn't know how.

You gently place your tailtip on his shoulder, stroking him with it. He slowly turns back around and looks up at you again, smiling softly. "I don't know what it is about you," he says, reaching up to hug your tail, "But I feel relaxed around you, so comfortable, like I've known you for ages. Anyway, would you like to take a look around? It's not like we're keeping you prisoner." He opens the door, and you follow him out.

The complex is labyrinthine, but Altair seems to know the way around. He leads you thought just about everything interesting, eventually taking you outside. It's late afternoon now; Altair grows to about three-quarters of your size and takes a lantern from someone else on the crew and lights it before you go any further. "There's one last thing I want to show you," he says, walking away from the complex. A few minutes later he stops, for no obvious reason. "Look around," he says, holding up the lantern for you to see.

Nightfall

You see that Altair's led you to the beach; the ocean waves lap against the sand on one side, trees rustle idly in the breeze on the other. The stars are just starting to come out, and the moon is peeking over the eastern horizon. "Charassor would bring me here from time time to time," Altair says, sitting down and looking into the moon for a moment before turning back towards you. "There's nobody else around, if you want to... um... you know..."

Altair's turns a few shades redder as he blushes while stumbling over his words. But what he can't stay in words, he does instead, gently rubbing his tail against yours, and smiling as he hears your soft cry of contentment. "There... there's one thing I've always wanted to try..." he says, "M... may I?" You nod in consent; you were hoping he would ask. He stands up and gives you a hug, smiling back up into your eyes. You feel him trying to pull you down as he hugs, so you decide to go along with it, taking you and Altair down to the white sands.

With a soft chuckle, Altair caresses you, gently running his paws across your chest and down your body. Then he takes one paw and begins to massage the area around your sheath, gradually drawing out your cock. You notice his scales are slowly reddening as his own arousal comes forth. He looks back up at your face, then slides down your body and draws your cock into his mouth, suckling on it softly and stroking it with his long, slender tongue. Slowly, he turns and lays atop you, his own member just in front of your muzzle.

You give Altair's cock a cautious lick, causing him to mrrr with pleasure. He continues to suck on your arousal, enjoying your own pleasured sounds. You feel him moving his long, agile tail back down your body, stroking your side with it. He eventually moves it all the way past his head, slowly rubbing it along the base of your shaft, then working it inside your feminine opening, mrring a bit louder as he feels the slick surfaces around his tail. He moves his tail around inside you slowly, teasingly, enjoying every sound and move you make.

Altair's cock hardens fully now, and you take his idea and begin to suck it in the same way he does yours. He lets out a soft growl as you do, giving your cocktip a lick with his tongue and getting a taste of your pre. He shivers with pleasure as your warmth combines with his to overtake the coolness of the night, and your scent begins to fill the air. Ad all the time, he continues to move his tail inside you and tenderly lick at your shaft, driven on by your sounds of pleasure.

It's too much for you to resist as you quickly reach your climax, your peak drawing Altair's as well. He drinks your seed as it fills his muzzle, growling happily at the taste. Once you've recovered slightly, he turns around again, looking deep into your eyes. "That was wonderful... I had hoped you'd like that too..." He gives you a soft kiss, wrapping his wings around you in a hug. "But we'd better go back now, before anyone misses us."

Altair helps you up, smiling up at you once you're back on your feet. He wraps one wing around you as he leads you back, taking your paw in his. "I hope I can be with you every moment I can," you hear him whisper, and you feel the same for him. You feel like you've found something you've been missing, and never want to be alone again.

Dawn

The next morning, you wake up with a smile. Altair took you back to your room, and asked if he could stay. You agreed, as you were hoping for the company. He shrunk back to about two feet tall, and you remember him purring as you cuddled him almost like a living teddy-dragon. He fell asleep in your arms; you dozed off only a few moments later.

You can't believe how things turned out. You had never planned on meeting anyone, and Altair said he thought the same, yet you're with him now. Even if you tried, you couldn't find a reason not to want to be with him. He seems to be such a caring dragon, and he looks so happy as you hold him, you know he's being sincere. As you cuddle him a bit closer, he yawns softly and wakes up. "Good morning," he says, giving you a soft nuzzle. "Did you sleep well?" You nod. How couldn't you have slept well with him?

Altair chuckles softly. "You were growling a bit in your sleep, but I thought it was kind of reassuring..." he nuzzles into your chest again with a purr. He seems perfectly happy to just be with you, and you enjoy his presence just the same. "I don't know why," Altair continues, "But I just feel something from you that I've never felt before. I'm usually independent, but right now, I just want to be with you." You hold him closer, nodding in silent agreement. He seems so much like you, a perfect match.

"So," he says, smiling up towards you, "Should I fetch breakfast?" You let him go, and he returns a few minutes later with more than enough food for both of you. You chat some more over breakfast, sharing more about yourself with Altair. "Just wondering, but is there anything you like? Charassor had his own ideas for 'playtime', but what do you like doing?" He seems a bit shy in asking, though you decide to answer anyway. You rather liked the way Charassor had muzzled you the one night, how he could dominate you so readily, though you weren't a very unwilling victim.

With a nod, Altair tells you about his own likes. "Remember how I said I like being small? I like the thought of being powerless to someone so much bigger than I am, all I can do is what I'm forced to..." He blushes a bit after saying that, looking up towards you. It sounds like you both have similar tastes: you being dominated by being bound, Altair by sheer size. "Um... I better clean this up," he says, gathering the breakfast dishes and darting out.

You feel so open around Altair. He seems to listen to your every thought, and agreeing with most of it. And you could tell Altair wasn't normally so open with people either, but wanted to share everything he could. He comes back a few minutes later, though now only six inches tall, carrying a bag with his tail. He puts the bag off in the corner of the room and walks over towards you again, smiling.

"I brought everything I might need for the rest of the day, so I can spend the time with you," he explains, giving you a tender scritching. Smiling, you reach down and give him a soft hug, causing the tiny dragon to purr happily as he nuzzles into it. You just hold him for a short while, perfectly content just being here. Altair's scales slowly fade to a sky-blue shade as the happiness he feels makes itself clear, even if he doesn't say anything. For once, everything just seems right...

Two Weeks Later

Altair has moved into the room you were given, adding his bed and few personal items to the spacious room. You've taken to sleeping with him, his warmth assuring you that all's well, even on the coldest nights. And yet, he warms your hard as well, with a soft warmth in your soul that surfaces every time you think of him.

It's late evening, with the light outside beginning to dim as the sun sets. Altair brought dinner already - the meals here were always excellent - and seemed eager to talk. You never thought you could be so happy just talking with someone. He smiles and nuzzles into you, tenderly wrapping his wings around your neck.

He smiles to you, with the look of pure happiness on his face. You smile back, feeling the same. This is perfect, almost too perfect, but very real. Finding something deep within your heart, you say, "I love you," the words ringing truer than anything you've ever said before. You notice a tear in Altair's eye, but he doesn't cry.

"I love you too," he says, nuzzling deeply into your neck. In this moment, it seems like the entire world is at peace. Problems mean nothing; only this matters. You want to be with him forever, and wish he would never leave. "I've never felt this close to someone before..." he says; your thoughts exactly. You just hug him closer, giving nothing else a thought.

The sun goes down, and you let Altair go for long enough to light the lantern. He looks back towards you, but doesn't run back like he usually does. Instead, he takes a look around for something inside his bag, obviously with something in mind. "I... you said you liked what Charassor did?" he asks. You nod. Altair quickly grows to 18 feet tall, then pulls something out of his bag, hiding it behind his back. He walks over and, before you can even see it, he slips a muzzle onto you, closing the button-like clasp.

Atair moves gently, being careful with you. He pulls slightly on the leash, bringing your head around to meet his gaze. "May I?" he asks, looking deep into your eyes, "I'll only do it if you want me to." Even with the muzzle on, you manage to smile and nod. Altair smiles back, gently kissing your neck. You feel him rubbing against you, softly as his cock slowly comes out of its sheath. He presses into you, taking things much slower than Charassor did, allowing you more time to enjoy yourself.

You feel a tug on the leash as Altair moves it from his hand to the grip of his extremely long and agile tail, freeing up both his paws. He embraces you, slowly rubbing your body as he begins to thrust into you. You hear him mrrrring softly, and you're rather enjoying this yourself. He slowly moves his right hand down your body, rubbing near your groin to try draw your own cock out.

There seems to be a balance in Altair's mind, one between trying to pleasure you and satisfy his own curiosity. He moves slowly, gently, trying not to hurt or scare you. Altair tenderly rubs a claw across your cocktip as it comes forth, continuing his rhythmic movement inside you. Despite him being just three-quarters of Charassor's size, Altair fills you even more than Charassor, though you don't object in the least.

With a soft tug on your leash, Altair pulls your face around to meet his again. He smiles, taking another look into your eyes. Then he pulls you closer and gives you a kiss, assuring you of his feelings. Even as he kisses, he rubs your cock, drawing out its full length. He holds it tightly in his paw, rubbing along its length and occasionally teasing your cocktip with a claw, rubbing underneath your muzzle with his free paw.

You can feel Altair's pre within your depths, the warmth of his cock building. Altair mrrrs quietly, thrusting a bit erratically as he feels his climax nearing. You also leave your pre on Altair's paw, allowing his to rub you more easily. You only hope Altair's enjoying this as much as you are.

With a growl of pleasure, Altair comes, filling you with his seed. He strokes you for a few moments longer, then withdraws himself, thinking for a moment. Without saying a word, he moves to your front and takes your cock into his muzzle, giving it a long, slow lick. Even through the muzzle, you manage a moan as you too climax, giving Altair a muzzleful to swallow.

Smiling, Altair looks up to you, letting the leash fall out of his tail. He stands and takes your muzzle off, allowing you completely free movement again. "That was nice..." he says; you nod in agreement, hoping he'll do this again sometime. He tosses the leash and muzzle into the corner, embracing you in a winghug. There's nothing to say; words can't describe how you feel at the moment. You gradually doze off in Altair's hold, his wings keeping you warm through the night.

Three Days Later

You're still asleep when Altair wakes up; he smiles as he gazes up to your closed eyes. Once again, you're holding him, his muzzle in your chest, and he rather enjoys being cuddled that way through the night. "Maybe, if shi's asleep, shi won't mind if I..." he looks up again, making sure you really are asleep, then begins to shrink himself, falling out of your arms as he does. He decides to become even smaller than his usual height, to just over a tenth of an inch, just large enough to be noticeable.

Slipping beneath the covers, Altair begins to walk down your body, holding the sheets up over his head. He can just see well enough in the dark to know where he is. He continues to walk across your stomach, stopping as he nears your sheath, looking into it. It's more than large enough to hold him inside, given his current size. Mrrrring with anticipation, he slides inside head first, hearing you make a soft sound in your sleep.

It's fairly warm inside you sheath, with a faint musk in the air. Altair loves it. He climbs further inside, until he's met with your dormant cock. Softly, Altair presses himself against it, mrring softly as he feels you twitch slightly. He continues to rub you, stroking near the tip, and being rewarded as he feels it begin to harden. This is a situation he's rather familiar with, as he almost instinctually holds onto your lengthening cock with his wings, freeing his paws to stroke you, as he begins to rub his entire body against it.

Altair eventually feels your sheath rubbing against his back, his body making it a little more difficult than normal for your member to come out. It takes a moment, the pressure on his tiny form building, though it does eventually press out, forcing Altair with it. But as it does, Altair notices something. The sheets aren't there anymore. He looks around, still holding on to your cocktip, until he sees you looking down at him; he's managed to wake you up. Though you really don't mind how he's awakened you, you growl down at him anyway, being more far playful than threatening.

But Altair mis-reads the message as a threat, and quickly begins to rub you again, only slightly nervous. He's sure he can please you, if you allow him the chance. Your soft sounds of pleasure urge him on. It isn't long before Altair begins to become aroused himself, rubbing his body against you to try fill his own needs. Your pre splashes him directly in the face, dripping down and coating his entire, tiny form, making him quite slippery. He begins to slide off your cockhead, but catches himself using his wings once again. It's enough to give you an idea, though, as you carefully take him into your paw and begin to rub him along your length, pleasuring Altair as much as it serves your own desires.

Within your paw, Altair stretches out his wings and wraps them around your cock, wiggling against you. But he isn't wiggling to get away, he's almost overcome with the feeling. You feel his own pre on your length, assuring you of his enjoyment. You hold yourself back, rubbing slowly, to prolong the feeling. And Altair doesn't seem to mind at all, as he continues to do all he can to please you, occasionally giving you a soft lick, getting a taste of you.

The small taste Altair gets, however, is nothing compared to what he's very close to getting. You begin to rub yourself faster, Altair mrrring within your grasp, feeling the warmth build. Your scent fills the air around Altair, the tiny dragon taking in a long, deep breath of it. You bring him near your cocktip, holding him there for the last few moments before your climax. Somehow, he manages to escape your grasp, climbing inside your cock, only leaving his tail outside.

Before you can 'rescue' him, your climax hits, the wave forcing Altair into the air. He lands on your stomach in a small pool of seed, shiverering at the feeling of the pleasurable warmth around him. You feel his tiny tongue as he drinks his fill, though he's left there, and can't quite pull himself out. Smiling, you pick him up on your claw, holding him up to your face. He smilers nervously, not sure how to explain himself, though an explanation is the one thing you don't really need. Instead, you carefully place him inside your maw, sucking him clean.

Altair presses into your tongue, needing only a few moments to reach his climax as well, giving you a taste of his own seed. You can't help but laugh softly; he seems so eager to do things, even at his size. As you pull him back out of your mouth, Altair gently scritches your muzzle, purring. "I... I hope you don't mind me waking you up..." he says, this time his smile being anything but nervous. You shake your head, giving him another playful slurp and returning the smile.

You lay back down, gently closing your paw around Altair. It doesn't take long for Altair to doze off in your gentle, loving grasp. Similarly, you feel sleep begin to overtake you as well, taking you back to the realm of dreams. There will be plenty of time to clean up later, not that you really care about that right now. You have more important things to do right now, like sleep, and dream about Altair...

Four Days Later

Every day, it seems like you and Altair are growing closer, like every time you say, "I love you," it holds more meaning than the time before. Altair's even said it's like he needs to be with you, because something's missing when he isn't. And though you and Altair yiff rather frequently, your love runs far deeper than just physical attraction. You feel like you have almost everything in common with him, and never even want to think about being alone.

You've exchanged plenty of ideas with Altair, thoughts, hopes, dreams, and fantasies. It just seems natural talking to him, another so much like yourself. He seems to remember a few things you tell him, and you can tell he's been getting ideas, as he smiles one night and says, "So... would you like me to... try something?" He never seems able to say things like that outright, but you still get the idea and you nod your consent. "Okay... just lay down on the bed."

As you lay down, Altair grows to nearly 30' tall, nearly enough to have his wingtips brush against the ceiling. He pulls something out of his bag – rope, maybe? Before Altair does anything, though, he looks at you and asks, "Do you trust me with this?" He's made it clear in the past that he never wants to do anything without your agreement first, and this is no exception. Again, you nod. though you aren't entirely sure what he had in mind, you think you're going to enjoy it.

Smiling back down, Altair carefully ties your arms and legs to the bed, keeping you from moving more than a few inches, except for your long neck. The 'rope' he used is quite soft, ensuring it doesn't hurt at all. He begins to shrink now, stopping when he reaches four feet tall. Chuckling, he stands on your chest you could easily reach him with your long neck if you wanted to. "So, you comfortable?" He doesn't wait for answer, sliding down your stomach to reach your sheath.

Altair slides his arm into your sheath, stroking you and your dormant cock within it. He moves slowly, teasingly, hearing your pleasured sounds. Then he pulls out his arm and sticks his head inside, nuzzling into your now-lengthening member. You hear his muffled mrrr as he nuzzles some more, though it isn't long before you length forces him out of your sheath.

Smiling, Altair gives your cock a lick, trying to get a taste of you. He never seems to tire of trying to please you, in any way he can, and the look on his face suggests he's enjoying this too. As your cock lengthens, he slowly moves up your body, mrrring loudly as he rubs himself against you. You pull against the ropes holding you in place, without success.

Eventually, you reach your full length, and Altair seems to have more ideas. He slides off your cock and wraps his long, agile tail around it, rubbing you with the fine scales as he walks back up your body. He stands just in reach of your long neck now, as you get an idea of your own. You lean down and lick his own cock, sending shivers through his form as he presses back into your tongue.

You develop a rhythm, licking Altair at the time he leans forward, then allowing him to lean back, sliding his coiled tail up and down around your cock. You let out a wave of pre, most of it soaking Altair's tail and backside. He doesn't mind that he's wet – quite the opposite, actually. Your ropes are being strained by your movements now, as you desperately try to reach your climax.

Altair does a good job of prolonging it, though, slowing his movements slightly as he feels your warmth build. But that barely matters to you now, as you're almost overcome with pleasure. You lick Altair almost aimlessly, the spurts of pre he lets out not even registering in your mind; all you can really focus on is the incredible feeling that seems to go on forever.

But all good things do come to an end in time. Altair climaxes first, leaving his seed on your tongue. The taste is enough to drive you over the edge as well, as your cock sends forth a stream of white powerfully enough to knock Altair down face-first, onto your stomach, as the waves of seed wash over him. He turns over, now laying on his back, taking as much of your seed as he can, but it seems unlikely he'll be able to take it all.

As sense slowly returns to your mind, you coil your tongue around Altair, holding him gently within the grasp. Your taste lingers on his form as you lick off some of your own seed from his body, causing him to let out a long, loud mrrrrrrr as your tongue caresses his form. As you let him out, you manage to say, "Thank you," letting out another soft sound as he kisses your chest.

"You're welcome," he says, smiling, "And thank you." He carefully flies up towards your wrist and unbinds you there, then goes towards your ankles and unties those as well, letting you move freely. You stroke him with your tail as he climbs back up your leg, showing your affections for him. He purrrs and rubs back, giving your tail a soft scritching every now and then.

A few minutes later, though, Altair climbs back onto your chest, nuzzling into you. You gently rub a hand down his back, holding his tiny form as he slowly drifts off to sleep in your arms, a very familiar scene. You do think it's kind of cute, though, that you can lull him to sleep so easily. Of course, it isn't much longer before you doze off as well, joining Altair in the land of dreams.