My half of a trade with SpiritRaptor. I think it came out rather well, for having so many subjects I don't normally approach. I'll probably continue it some day.
SpiritRaptor yawned and stretched out as the sun rose over the horizon, bringing the first hints of light to a new day. He slowly slid out of his sleeping bag, feeling the cool morning air against his reddish-brown hide as he stretched out, growling slightly. The first two days of his expedition to this remote jungle had gone very well, better than even he had hoped, and he'd already taken hundreds of pictures, many in areas that he doubted had ever been photographed or mapped before. If not for the GPS unit he kept in his backpack, he'd surely have gotten lost by now, though he wouldn't have minded staying in such beauty.
As he peeked out of his tent, the raptor wondered how to begin his day. He still had enough supplies and film left to warrant staying at least three more days, more if he conserved what he had left. Everything around him was a beautiful, lush green, the grasses and trees all glistening with the remnants of last night's rain. A nearby river shimmered, perfectly clear, showing the bed of rocks beneath the surface, as well as the colorful animals that splashed in and out of the stream. The air was fresh, clean, completely unpolluted. SpiritRaptor inhaled deeply, letting that cool breeze fill his lungs, before slowly letting the air out again. He quickly put his tent back in his pack, before taking out his camera and a cereal bar for breakfast, eager to begin his morning.
He decided to follow the river upstream, since he figured a lot of animals would have to visit it for water; it was the only source he'd found so far. It also would help to replenish his own supply, if he were to run low. The raptor kept his camera ready, taking pictures of clearing in the jungle, of animals, of anything that would possibly look good in his article. He was so excited that he didn't even notice the birds becoming quieter as he went further along the river, his encounters with animals becoming increasingly rare. All he heard was the bubbling of the stream and the wind in the trees, with the occasional roll of thunder in the background.
Soon, he came across a cave, presumably the river's source. Perhaps it was a natural spring, hidden underground. Reaching into his pack and getting his flashlight out, he made sure he had enough film in the camera before venturing into the darkness. The cave was quite a bit larger than the entrance would have suggested, which made the raptor even more curious. He squinted a bit as he saw a light in the distance, flickering, as if a flame from a lantern. "Hello?" he called out, his voice echoing against the stone walls. He wondered if perhaps he had found a tribe of natives, or perhaps just another explorer who had gotten lost, curiosity driving him onward. The light seemed to grow brighter as he approached, enough to make him squint in the otherwise dark cave. It seemed to be moving closer to him as well, as if trying to envelope him. Suddenly, a flash completely overtook his vision, rendering him blind. Something then hit the back of his head, rendering him unconscious, the raptor not even having the time to cry out in pain.
When he came around, SpiritRaptor felt his cream-colored belly pressed roughly to the hard, cold floor of the cave. His vision was still heavily blurred, as his senses were slow to return. While he tried to regain consciousness, those last moments before he blacked out played in his mind again and again. a light, a bright light, then something hitting him and darkness. Pain flooded through SpiritRaptor's mind as he thought about it, the pain at the back of his skull becoming more pronounced. As he tried to reach a paw around, he found his wrists bound together at his back. Gasping, he looked behind him and saw they had been tied together with a strap of leather. His ankles were similarly restrained. Both straps were tied to a ring embedded in the rock, something that couldn't possibly have been natural, forcing him to remain kneeling, making him feel rather exposed.
"What the heck?" he said, mostly to himself, as he tried to free himself. Whoever had bound him certainly knew what they were doing, as those two short straps were enough to make it impossible for him to move, but not so tight that he felt any pain. Echoing through the cave, he heard the clack of talons against the floor, something he'd never have made out if not for the total silence in the cave. "Is someone there? Please, help me..." he said, trying to sound less desperate than he was, though he knew how weak he'd look to anyone who found him. And what if whoever or whatever found him wasn't friendly?
To try distract himself, SpiritRaptor looked around at his surroundings. There were several candles burning, shining the same eerie, flickering light he'd seen yesterday. A few were situated on rock outcroppings, while others were suspended in chain chandeliers, giving his surroundings an eerie, dungeon-like appearance. The cave walls themselves seemed to be devoid of color, yet glowed shades of red and orange from the candle fires above. It seemed that things were somewhat clean, considering this was a cave, but he couldn't imagine why someone would have taken this much time unless they lived here. Unless this was a place for rituals of some sort, he thought, and he took some comfort in thinking he might be part of some native celebration. He just hoped he wasn't going to be some sort of a sacrifice.
Still, the sounds of talons against the rocks became louder, and a form started to appear in the darkness. It looked to be about seven feet tall, and walked on two legs. Whatever it was, it seemed to glisten the same colors as the cave walls, fiery red and yellows on its hide. It was carrying something in its left hand, though it was too hard to see in the darkness. It was taking its time, seeming to read SpiritRaptor's expressions, judging the raptor as much as he was judging it. "Hello," the creature said, startling SpiritRaptor. The voice was a contralto, a deep yet feminine voice that echoed throughout the cavern.
SpiritRaptor only stared at the approaching creature wordlessly, unable to think of anything to say. Given the way he was bound, left kneeling on the floor, he was eye-level with the being's genitals. It seemed to be aroused, judging by a pulsing erection that made him feel somewhat inadequate, though the raptor also noticed hints of feminine arousal, a slit glistening between its legs. So this "it" was in fact a "shi", he noted. And shi was aroused. SpiritRaptor continued to look upward, seeing a few stains of blood on hir yellow belly, cowering a bit as they seemed to be very fresh. Shi looked quite strong overall, perhaps even a bit dangerous. The few things shi wore just added to that; shi had on nothing but fishnets on hir arms, spiked bracelets on hir wrists, oversized golden nipple rings, and a tasteful selection of leather bondage gear around hir hips that showed off all of hir attributes.
After staring for a few long moments, SpiritRaptor regained his voice, stuttering, “Who.. who are you?”
“Oh, just another demon,” the herm teased, reaching down and stroking along the raptor's head, “About to show you what fun really is. So just sit relax, and you might actually enjoy yourself.” SpiritRaptor gave the demon a curious look, but a paw wrapping firmly around his muzzle silenced any of his protests, keeping him from objecting. The demon kept hir paw around his snout and knelt before him, rubbing hir free paw between his legs, just behind his testicles, causing him to gasp and squirm. “Ooh, does the horny raptor like?” the demon taunted, stroking back and forth steadily, hir deadly claws teasing against him.
Without warning, the demon shoved two claws into the raptor, who could only scream muffledly, the demoness keeping a firm grip on his snout. Though he expected excruciating pain, he felt something else instead. He felt increasingly sensitive around those talons, leaking a clear fluid around them instead, as the empty space between his legs formed into a feminine slit, clinging tightly to the demon's claws as shi teased them around. “So, does a hermy raptor like hir new bits?” shi mused, as the raptor nearly collapsed from stimulation, Chuckling mischievously, shi continued to tease and spread SpiritRaptor for a few more moments, before slowly withdrawing those talons and licking the fluids away, savoring the raptor's taste.
“Delicious,” the demon remarked, moving around behind SpiritRaptor, grinning toothily all the while. “Though I'm sure I can do a bit better than this...” the demon teased against SpiritRaptor's new slit with hir tail, sending another wave of pleasure through the raptoress. “How about a bit of something up here,” the demon continued, rubbing paws over SpiritRaptor's chest, creating mounds beneath them. “I do so love the look of breasts on a sexy beast such as yourself.” SpiritRaptor's eyes went wide as shi felt hir chest start to expand, a firm, full pair of breasts forming at the demon's touch, causing him to whimper as he strained against his bonds, wanting desperately to pleasure himself and release some of the overwhelming pleasure he felt.
Grinning wickedly, the demon realized that hir plans were working out perfectly. “Oh no, not yet...” shi mused, stroking SpiritRaptor's breasts and feminine areas once again. Though the demon also saw that the raptor was fully erect, and widened hir grin even further as shi saw the purple flesh. “Well, I can't just leave that alone, can I?” shi asked hirself as shi reached around and gripped his length, stroking it steadily. The raptor was leaking profusely as shi was stimulated, though the demon had further plans, stroking steadily faster. As the demon stroked SpiritRaptor, the shaft began to swell and lengthen, its already impressive size increasing by another half, the tip now leaking over hir newly-formed breasts. “Yes, I think that will do nicely...” the demon said, letting go, leaving the raptor whimpering and begging for release.
"Please, enough..." SpiritRaptor panted, almost begging, his oversized shaft twitching with barely-contained pleasure. The demon chuckled and pressed the raptor's snout down, rubbing it against the tip of his shaft, smearing pre over it.
"You know, maybe you're right. This is enough. Enough for me to play with," the demoness teased, stroking the raptor's shaft a few more times, while crouching lower, soon rubbing hir own erection against SpritRaptor's virgin slit. While the demon was only of moderate size, shi still was huge for the unready raptor, who squirmed against hir bonds. Laughing at the raptor's struggles, the demon pressed hir tip against the waiting slit, feeling the soft, slick flesh yield to hir heavy shaft, only further stimulated by the squirming. "Oh, save your energy for the sex..." shi chided, before giving a quick thrust in, burying a third of hir shaft in the raptor, who responded with a feral shriek. It didn't hurt, much, to the raptor's surprise, though shi did feel strangely full, in a way even anal sex never did for hir.
SpiritRaptor didn't have very long to ponder that, though, as the demon thrust the rest of hir shaft in with a loud grunt. The erection made a noticeable bulge in the raptor's stomach, pushing out hir own length between the two partners, bringing another chuckle to the demon. Instead of simply stroking it off, shi grabbed the raptor's snout and pressed him down to his length, making him suckle on his own shaft, shocking the raptor with the ease he could do so. Once the initial surprise wore off, and he felt the incredible pleasure of his own tongue, teasing all the areas he knew felt best, he relaxed, making it easier for the demon to thrust into hir.
It took barely two minutes for the raptor to climax. Unused to being stimulated in so many different ways, and all the new feelings, it was all SpiritRaptor could do to contain hirself that long, the raptor soon giving a muffled cry of pleasure as shi climaxed, drinking hir own seed, while hir sex tightly clenched and teased around the demon's thick length. The demon seemed rather amused by the raptor's lack of stamina, and continued to thrust away, despite the tightness of hir partner, only giving a playful growl in response to the raptor's orgasm. As SpiritRaptor climaxed, the demon noticed just how high the raptor's tail was raised, and slid hir own tail beneath it, teasing the raptor's anus with hir slender tailtip, sending yet another shiver through the raptor's body.
Even though the raptor had already climaxed, and was pulling hir cum-soaked muzzle away from hir spent erection, the demon was still far from hir peak, though the sight of cum dripping from the herm-raptor's maw certainly caught hir interest. Shi leaned in and pulled the raptor's snout up to hir own, embracing hir in a deep kiss, their tongues intertwining, sharing one another's tastes. The demon lapped up some of the raptor cum, slightly disappointed the raptor had been able to swallow so much, smirking as shi thought about how much practice shi must have had to take such a load. Shifting positions slightly, the demon moved one paw behind the raptor to hold up hir tail, and the other to the raptor's heavy breasts, kneading one firmly with hir paw, growling lustily at the raptor.
While SpiritRaptor normally was rather quick to recover after sex, even shi was surprised at how quickly shi came around this time. That orgasm was the most powerful shi could remember, and yet shi only wanted more. More sex, more cock, just more. Despite hir bondage, shi gave a thrust back against hir partner, catching the demon off-guard, the herm responding with a quick thrust that hilted the thick pink shaft within the raptor. "Oh, getting frisky, are we?" the demon teased, letting hir tail thrust into the raptor's rear, filling hir hindquarters quite nicely. "And such a wonderfully tight fit," the demon continued, wriggling the tail deeper inside, letting its tapered length start to fill hir partner.
Squealing with pleasure, the raptor felt a second orgasm building quickly, as shi teased around the demon's thick shaft again. The demon was rising higher in pleasure as well, the shaft thickening with the sheer volume of pre leaking into the raptor, pulsing heavily with every heartbeat. SpiritRaptor pressed hirself lower on the demon's shaft, wanting desperately to be filled by the demon's hot, thick seed, crying out as shi felt hir sex squeeze and grasp its length. The demon hirself was rather surprised by how quickly SpiritRaptor was adjusting to hir new parts, and continued to thrust forcefully into the tight, wet entrance, growling deeply to the raptor.
Soon, SpiritRaptor orgasmed again, hir sex and tailhole clenching as one, with incredible force around the demon's shaft and tail. That second orgasm drove the demon over the edge as well, whose unholy bellow of pleasure made the cavern's walls tremor. The demon's shaft swelled by nearly half again to accommodate the large spurts of seed that came to it, the sticky fluid clinging to the raptor's inner flesh, singeing it lightly from sheer heat, making the raptor cry out again. Grinning, the demon continued to spurt wave after wave of seed into the raptor, knowing how deeply it was filling hir. SpiritRaptor had no idea, at least not yet, but the demon's seed and poured directly into hir womb, fertilizing hir eggs, though the raptor only felt especially full from it all. Only once the demon had poured every last drop of seed shi had into the raptor did shi withdraw, the seed so thick that it only slowly oozed out from the widely-stretched orifice.
"Heh... you're not bad," the demon teased, pulling hir tail out as well, "You'll make a good slut for our hordes, and bear plenty of eggs for us as well." SpiritRaptor perked up, ready to protest, but a laugh from the demon silenced those complaints quickly, "Oh, c'mon, I can tell that you just want to be fucked. I've seen that look in your eyes from so many other people that I can read it like a book. Granted, that book might be a porno novel, but it's still a book. Now..." the demon paused to untie SpiritRaptor's tail and limbs, but then quickly used the same rope to improvise a leash, "If you'll follow me, I'm sure there's a bunch of horny males that would love to meet you."
Frightened, SpiritRaptor tried to pull back against the leash, but the demon was even more powerful than shi looked, and easily overpowered the raptor. As shi was led deeper into the caves, shi had all too much time to think, leaving hir to silently ponder hir future. The demon had mentioned eggs, and horny males, and the raptor shuddered as shi thought about being a demon's mother, something shi hardly wanted to consider. But the pleasure from earlier clouded hir mind, and shi started to wonder what it would be like to lay those eggs, to be fucked on a constant basis by a never-ending group of... "NO!" shi screamed, earning hir a painful tug on the makeshift leash. What was shi thinking? What was happening to hir?
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Just something I wrote to kill time at work when I was moderately horny. Contains a combination of a lot of fetishes that I can't find nearly enough material for...
I yawned softly as I woke up, in a daze as usual. Sleeping into the afternoon mostly left me rather inattentive to my surroundings, so I didn't notice that some things were missing. Such as the roof, or the living room floor. Though I fell about fifty feet, my fall was cushioned by something warm, soft and... feathery?
Squeaking in surprise, I tried to fly away, but a hand surrounded me, trapping me in its grasp. Whatever this things was, it had to be big, if I was being held like a mere insect in its hand. A cold, chuckling noise shook my very bones, as my captor squeezed me between two thick fingers, eying me casually while still leaving me unable to escape. "I suppose you're wondering what's going on, aren't you little one?" He asked, and I nodded, my eyes slowly adjusting to the light again. "Well, you wanted me here, so I'm here. And you shall be my slave. I hope that's fine, because if it's not..." he let his voice trail off, instead squeezing me painfully tight between my fingers, my bones feeling ready to snap, "Well, you won't even live to regret it. So, do we have a deal?" I nodded rapidly, not daring to anger this giant, and not having the air to respond vocally.
Of course, I had no idea what was going on. I wanted him here? I could I have wanted someone that I didn't even know? What sort of slave was he talking about? The beast dropped me, letting me free-fall to the ground, black feathers rushing past my form as I plunged. I hit a hard, golden-yellow surface, before I rolled off it and landed in a heap on earth once again.
Though I was dazed, this was my best chance to look at the giant towering over me. I wouldn't guess his size for sure, though he had to be at least a hundred feet tall, perhaps even one-fifty. He was distinctly avian, though he seemed to be a blend of several predatory species; no truly defining characteristics caught my eye. He looked powerful, despite being rather lithe in build, some of that power owing to his sheer size and heritage. He stepped closer, making me more aware of his feet. They were surprisingly massive for a bird, with three forward toes and one rear one, forming a crushing grip if he felt like using it, a grip that I hoped to avoid being trapped in. When I looked up again, I found myself peering upwards into his feathery sheath, his maleness flaccid, but still capable of dwarfing my own, tiny form.
"Like what yo see?" the avian boomed, obviously aware of my gaze. I blushed and nodded, not daring to speak. The bird then crouched, leaving that sheath just over my head, his potent scent wafting toward me and further increasing my arousal. My own, comparatively feeble length slid forth, peeking from my maleslit, though the giant couldn't see it given the proximity of his genitals. He shifted again, bringing his sheath directly onto me, pinning me with the hot, heavy, feathery mass. I squirmed, trying to find air, stimulating the bird in the process. The limited air I could take in was filled with his musk, powerful hormones arousing me greatly, despite my fear of suffocating or being crushed beneath the heavy sheath, or the twin orbs beneath it.
Slowly, I made my way free, though it was little comfort. When I looked up, I saw his ebony shaft towering over me. It appeared to be about fourteen inches long, in scale to the avian, but that meant it was nearly six times my size. His erection was quite thick, even proportional to its length, and - like the rest of his body - didn't seem to belong to any one species. It tapered slightly toward the tip, but he had a massive knot about a quarter of the way down, and an even larger one near the base. Using one paw, the giant pressed his shaft forward, pressing me to the ground using his second, bigger knot.
Once again, I was pinned under musky flesh and left squirming. This time, the flesh was unyielding, hard as rock. I feared being crushed even more now, as the pressure increased, but soon relented to allow me to catch my breath. I was dazed from the lack of oxygen, then a sense of vertigo overtook me as the titan stood again, looking over me. "Let me make clear that you are mine," he said coldly, aiming his cocktip at me while he slowly stroked himself. I was expecting a shower of white, but instead received one of gold, as I was unceremoniously urinated upon.
It was like being caught in a waterfall, or several fire hoses, the torrent swiftly pinning me flat against the ground. Some of the fluid seeped into my maw, the taste not unlike hot salt-water, slightly bitter, but not entirely unpleasant. I was forced to swallow it entirely for lack of another option. Though it was only half a minute before he finished, it felt like half an hour, as the acidic fluid stung my scales. All I could see around me was the golden shade of piss; I could no longer even see the avian towering over me.
For nearly another minute I was left lying there. I didn't know why. Did the avian just want to further humiliate me by leaving me pinned by the weight of urine alone? Did he want me to drown? Did he just not see me? Did he intend to just leave me steeping in his fluids so I'd smell even more strongly when freed? Whatever the case, I soon felt something around me. I couldn't see what, even as I felt four things curling about my form and pulling me free. Gasping for air and coughing up a bit of fluid, I didn't immediately recognize my "savior" as the bird's right foot, which soon dropped me on dry ground and pinned me beneath it. "Since I had to dirty my foot to save your pathetic life, you're going to clean it. I suggest you work quickly, before I get bored."
Given the option of licking the paw clean or being crushed beneath it, the licking option took on a distinct appeal. I couldn't deny that this was arousing. I've had plenty of fantasies about doing this sort of thing. But I didn't dare make that known, lest he put me into a situation that I wouldn't enjoy. I made a show of grimacing in disgust at the taste. The paw had a fairly strong taste, though I suspect that the urine had washed the worst of it away, leaving a decidedly pleasant combination of filth, if such a contradiction is even possible. Regardless, my efforts were enough to keep my captor happy, as he cooed deeply and wriggled his toes above me, reminding me of how little effort it would take to be flattened beneath his vast foot.
I tried to be quick, though I didn't dare miss a spot either, lest the avian's powerful eyes notice any tiny flecks I missed. I had to work from the center of the paw upward, unable to get to the lower claw with the way the macro had me pinned to the ground, but I still rubbed with my tail to try please him. I licked along the ridges of the scales, even sliding my tongue between a few, being as thorough as the avian's limited patience would allow. As I reached the toes, I could finally look up, and could see the giant stroking his shaft with a feathery paw, even as he glared down at me. Somewhat encouraged, I continued on, licking along and between the toes. The taste was stronger here, as the toes bore the full brunt of his weight with his steps, though my sense of taste was being numbed by the grime already filling my maw.
"Good toy..." the giant rumbled, squeezing me briefly between his toes. It was enough to force the air out of me, leaving me to gasp in a breath of his scent, his feet smelling strongest, but his arousal noticeable as well, as a few drops of pre started to splash to the ground near my head. He noticed how close he was to me and shifted his aim, such that the next drop hit me directly on the snout, leaving my head soaked in his hormones, the scent alone enough to arouse me once again. My maleness started to slide forth,.despite my efforts to keep my erection at bay, not wanting to encourage the macro above me. I didn't want to know what he planned to do if he noticed how aroused I was, and tried to keep myself concealed using his foot, licking fervently along his toes, breathing in his scents.
My act seemed to be working, at least until he lifted his foot up, leaving me completely exposed. "So, enjoying yourself?" he said. I'd swear he was grinning, if that were possible with a beak. "Me too." With that, he brought his other paw atop me, again leaving me pinned down, though this time he pressed harder, making it impossible for me to move, my body reflexively struggling to get free. "That's right, little one, squirm for your life..." I certainly wasn't arguing, not that I had the breath to do so, as I was slowly pressed into the earth, my bones straining painfully under the weight, but not breaking. He relented after a moment, only to rub his paw over me, wiping some of the dirt off on my scales, this paw much worse as his piss hadn't rinsed it off earlier. "Now, get to work, before I get off."
I didn't dare argue with him, though being pinned under his hot paw again was arousing enough where I wouldn't complain even if I could have. Still, it took quite a bit more effort to clean his paw this time, my licks having much less of an effect, each scale needing several passes to get cleaned. The avian pressed down occasionally to remind me of my place, and of his threat, occasionally making a grunt of pleasure. Each time he pressed down, his foot rubbed against my own erection, my pre being smeared against his paw in, the fluid actually helping my progress along. It took twice as long for me to clean this paw, my senses overwhelmed with the taste, scent, and feel of his foot, before I finally reached his toes, and had light once more.
The toe-crotches before me were nearly black with built-up muck, the avian giving me that same-near grin as I gasped in horror at the sight before me. I whimpered and reached up with a paw to try wipe some of it away, but I was only trod upon painfully again. "Use your tongue, bitch," he ordered, getting more aggressive, "Or I'll personally remove any other limb you use. I want to see you loving every moment you have your snout coated, too." I only nodded, terrified to respond otherwise, before leaning my snout in and starting to nibble at the mess before me, cringing as the potent, dirty taste filled my maw. I was forced to bite into the mess - it was too thick to lick - and I nearly choked each time I tried to swallow.
As I continued my efforts, the giant decided to just make things worse for me, squeezing his toes together and forcing my snout to the scales beneath the grime, leaving my entire head encrusted with a thick layer of toe-jam. I was able to resist vomiting only due to the pressure still around my muzzle, forcing my maw to remain shut until after I had my body under control again. As the toes relaxed, the macro looked down at me, laughing as my head was now black, and his scales were nearly clean. I whimpered as I finished the job, looking up at him pleading, hoping for mercy. The macro seemed to notice my gaze and awwed, though it seemed sarcastic, insincere. "What's the matter, is my little plaything out of breath? Here, let me help you with my last toe..." he said, leaning over to grip my tail between two fingers.
I was too humiliated and afraid to resist, as I felt those thick fingers squeezing around my tail. He moved me so that I was being dangled just below his remaining toecrotch, my tail sticking up between. He lifted me slightly, so that my legs were between his toes, then squeezed them together together painfully, the filth between his toes making a sickening squelch as it pressed around my body. I nearly cried as he pulled me painfully slowly up between the toes, grime collecting along my body and under my scales, leaving me a disgusting brownish-black, smelling like his feet, and with no way of cleaning any of it off. The macro was using his free paw to stroke himself off all the while.
"Now, to punish you for needing my help once again..." he said, letting his voice trail off as he lifted my form along his body, still dangling me by my tail, as if he wouldn't degrade himself by letting his fingers touch the grime coating my body, despite having no qualms about treating me so. I didn't have the slightest idea what he was doing, as I was brought past his knees, then his testicles, eventually being left just above his cock, looking into the pulsing slit beneath me. "Get me off before you get all the way down and I'll let you go.." he said, using his free paw to spread his cockslit open before just dropping me inside snout-first.
In an instant, my world became completely dark. I was surrounded by hot, wet flesh, gripping me tightly, hungrily. While the pre helped to wash my body clean, it clung to my body in much the same way, the slippery fluid aiding my decent. I was surprised to find I could still breathe, despite pre nearly filling the shaft, the avian musk potent enough to keep me painfully hard, as I found myself humping the inside of his own shaft. Even though I had every reason to fear for my life, my arousal alone was enough to compel me to arouse the giant, as my paws and tail started to rub about inside, using the plentiful pre as lubricant.
I had no idea where I was or how I was doing, though I felt something gripping around me as the macro started to paw himself off again. Each stroke he made sent me flying up and down his length, my body stimulating him from inside as he stroked himself outside. I found myself licking at the fluids around me without even realizing what I was doing at first, my mind seeming to shut down just to focus on pleasure. Then, just as suddenly as I was squeezed, I was released, sent down to the very base of his shaft. I felt a muscle opening beneath me, just enough to draw me deeper, before sealing behind me. Another, smaller tube opened, pulling me inside just as hungrily as the avian shaft had earlier, as I was drawn steadily lower, the scent of male filling the air around me.
Even though I couldn't see where I was, it all became quite obvious as I was let loose in a pool of thick, creamy fluid. I was sloshed back and forth, the avian cum coating my scales as he continued to paw off above me. I felt the seed starting to soak into my scales, some of it even getting into my entrances. My body was growing warmer, the seed starting to tingle a bit around me. I saw no reason to hide my arousal now, as I started to stroke myself within the giant testicle, seed serving as my lube. I growled in pleasure, feeling more of the seed cling to me, seeping between my scales, completely and utterly drenching me as I grew steadily warmer.
All of the last hour's activities were finally too much for me, as I cried out in orgasm, my seed mingling with the avian's. Though it was my most powerful climax in quite some time, my seed was completely lost to the pool engulfing my body, never to be noticed by the giant who had consumed me. As I came off my peak and my senses recovered, the tingling of seed around me had become a painful burning, as if my scales were on fire. I cried out again, this time in agony, as I felt my scales starting to dissolve, my entire body fading away as it too was melted into seed. I wasn't even a significant increase in the giant's load, I realized; just a few extra drops of cum among gallons of the fluid. The last thing I felt before I faded into oblivion was the giant orb squeezing around me, the avian screeching out his climax, my now liquefied form coming up with the rest of his seed...
So, how am I typing this? I believe that's a story for another time...
Shiveneve and I occasionally challenge each other to write an erotic story with a time limit. In this case, we gave one another an hour. Here's the nearly 3,000 words I came up with. Things like this make me really, really glad that I can type 80wpm. :)
Shiveneve stretched out lazily in hir cave, glancing out at the morning sun. The silver, quadrupedal dragoness glanced between hir legs, at hir thick, pulsing shaft, morning wood dripping onto hir scales. Shi purred as shi idly stroked hirself for a few moments, before rolling to hir feet and considering what to do. Shi knew there were a few towns and cities in the area but shi didn't know what to do. Then shi remembered Shira, an old friend of hirs, one shi hadn't visited in quite a while. Shi had nothing better to do today, so shi took to the air and flew toward Shira's home, in one of the average-sized cities.
Shira growled to hirself when hir alarm went off at 6AM. Shi hated hir morning shifts at work, but shi couldn't afford not to work 40 hours a week, especially with the plans shi had for hir future. It was not exactly a wonderful job, but it paid the bills, and gave hir a bit of savings. Shi quickly took a shower, purring as shi teased hirself, though shi resisted the urge to masturbate; shi never finished quickly enough to still be on time for work. As shi put hir uniform on, shi heard a boom and felt the ground shake. Shi shrugged it off, figuring it was one of hir neighbors playing music too loudly, again, since three more booms came in perfect beats. The lack of any further noise didn't even occur to hir as strange. Shi just finished getting dressed and ran out the door, glad shi had enough time to walk on a rather nice, cool day.
However, when shi walked outside, shi saw nothing but shadow. Rather strange since, from hir second-story apartment, shi saw nothing but sun, even though shi was glancing out a window on the other side of the building. "Boo," a voice said, in a tone that suggested shi was remaining quiet, yet it still echoed around, vibrating windows. The voice was familiar, and Shira cringed inwardly as shi looked upward, seeing nothing but a wall of silver scales above.
"Shiveneve," shi said, quietly as shi could, though the dragoness could hear that easily.
"Good guess, Shira," shi purred, curling hir head around to look at the small, white being beneath hir. "As you know, I rarely visit little cities like this unless I'm interested in something special. Like you. Or the rest of the citizens. Or both. I'm sure you wouldn't mind playing, would you?" Shira knew that 'no' was not an answer for the dragoness, so shi just took off, flying quickly as shi could, even though the larger creature could move ten times faster, if not more. Even so, Shiveneve always enjoyed a good chase, and let Shira have a full minute head-start, one that gave the smaller creature a nearly one-kilometer head start. Seeing as hir own body was 180m long, not counting hir tail, it was a nearly comically small lead.
Shiveneve flapped hir wings just once, not even having to move, the wind enough to blow Shira's apartment building to the ground, as if struck down by a tornado, or a hurricane. It was also enough wind to ruin Shira's flight, sending hir bouncing against the ground, and leaving hir winded. Smirking, Shiveneve walked closer, leaving hir wings ready to flap again if Shira dared to start flying. The macrodragoness's message was rather clear: just try and outrun me, little one.
Shira certainly took the hint, and ran quickly as shi could away from the mega-dragoness pursuing hir. The bipedal, white dragoness struggled to stay on hir feet as the booming footfalls behind hir shook the earth itself. Hir lead was diminishing rapidly, dozens of meters of space disappearing with each of the silver's steps. Within a mere minute, hir once kilometer-long lead had become only a hundred meters, the shadow of the larger dragoness dominating Shira's own, two-meter tall form. Behind hir, the silver dragoness chuckled coldly, taking a few more steps before slamming one forepaw in front of the little thing, letting the smaller herm crash into it. "Nice try, Shira," Shiveneve chuckled, "I'd thought you'd know by now that you cannot escape me, especially when I'm horny."
Looking above hir, Shira gasped at the sight of Shiveneve's cock, the tip directly above hir muzzle, and dripping. Shi coughed and sputtered as a single drop of pre engulfed hir entire body, leaving hir incapacitated for long enough for Shiveneve to pick hir up between two talons, and bring hir before that massive length. "Though I'd like to try something different with you," shi purred darkly, as shi moved the little one to the tip of hir ebony length, "Something that will fit even better than you being a mere condom.."
With those words, Shiveneve pulled Shira down onto hir length, stretching hir swiftly, magic alone keeping the tiny, white being from being ripped in two, or bursting as shi was filled with an increasing flow of pre. Shira squirmed about, trying to get free, though it only added to Shiveneve's arousal. Normally, the silver macro would have taken hir time, but shi obviously had other plans for hir tiny friend, and quickly worked the little one to the base of hir shaft. Shira was nearly transparent around the thick, black length, only a few shimmers of color shining through. Then, Shiveneve began to chant, something that sounded distantly familiar, but at the same time frightening, and alien. Shira felt hir normally cold body take on an even deeper chill, one that made even hir shiver, before a warmth flooded through hir and overtook hir senses. Shi felt as if the shaft within hir was starting to expand, or if shi were shrinking further, perhaps even both at once. But something seemed not right, as that length seemed to just fill hir more and more completely, reaching places it couldn't possibly have gotten no matter how tight the mini-dragon became.
However, tightly as shi was stretched, Shira couldn't speak, only make a few near-inaudible squeaks. Shiveneve saw the panic in Shira's expression, and just chuckled to hirself, stroking the little one's muzzle with a talon. "Just relax," Shiveneve purred, in a tone that didn't entirely seem reassuring, "It won't last that long..." The maleness seemed to almost conform to Shira's body, and the little one felt hir paws and legs going numb... as shi looked along hir body again, hir eyes went wide with the sight. Shiveneve was making hir body a part of hir. The mega-dragoness's once black cock was now covered in the same white, iridescent-edged scales hir body was made of. Hir arms and legs had disappeared entirely. Hir tail seemed to still be intact, but it was stuck to Shiveneve, and seemed firmly lodged between hir testicles, making the smaller dragoness fully aware of the vast amounts of seed churning within.
Shi then felt hir muzzle changing, hir head trying to transform into a mere cockhead, to complete hir transformation. Shi fought that as best shi could, hir own defenses weakened by the physical strain shi was under, and the mental shock of hir situation, but hir muzzle slowly reverted to its previous form. Growling in frustration, Shiveneve tried again, but this time Shira was ready and it had no effect at all, a small, defiant smile crossing the white dragoness's muzzle. The mega-dragon paused briefly as shi tried to come up with an alternate idea, and nearly lit up with hir thought. Shira soon felt hir throat tightening and bulging, and this time shi couldn't stop the changes in time. As shi curled hir tongue around to test, shi felt Shiveneve's cockhead as part of hir throat, the dripping slit the entrance to the rest of hir body, which was now the rest of Shiveneve's cock. Shi retained hir muzzle, though it was now little more than a rather bizarre foreskin.
A few moments later, Shiveneve finished hir changes to the tiny dragoness's body, making it fully prehensile, and giving Shira limited control over it. Shi gazed in contentment at hir new erection, nearly a third as long as hir body, and quite thick. Shira was trying to get used to moving as part of Shiveneve's body, with the movement flexibility of a snake, despite having one end permanently attached to the larger dragoness. Then, Shiveneve stroked hirself, just once, firmly running hir paw down hir length, and growling deeply in pleasure, the scales seeming to only increase hir arousal. Shira felt it as well, but shi felt it along hir entire body, pleasure filling every nerve shi had, hir face silently growling out pure lust. That single touch from Shiveneve's paw had given hir more pleasure than any orgasm shi'd ever had. Shi wanted more. Shi needed more. Shi would have more, especially in a city filled with playthings.
While Shira still had enough of hir brain left to know that thinking of the city as a mere playground was wrong, shi was too aroused to care, now that shi had the size and power to do what shi wanted. Shiveneve could sense that Shira wanted to play, and started walking toward the navy base, knowing the military always had plenty of things to enjoy. As Shiveneve walked, Shira saw hir old workplace, a fast food job shi'd come to despise. Shira just let hirself swing around, crushing the building with just one firm slam against the pavement. Shi made the movement swift, efficient, destroying just that one structure and ruining most of the parking lot, but leaving everything else on the block intact. Shi had nothing against the other restaurants after all. Shi felt Shiveneve's arousal, and experienced it even more fully than the mega-dragoness above hir, a large spurt of pre coming up hir throat, one shi had to spit out, soaking the street below.
Of course, despite it being only 6:30 now, people were definitely noticing the mega-dragoness, and hir seemingly self-aware erection, and tried to get out of the way. The streets were still fairly sparsely-driven at this early hour, and people drove away as far as their cars could take them, though none could out-pace the dragoness's casual stroll, and hir drooling cock, as the street below was first crushed and ruined by the dragoness's footfalls, then flooded by hir erection, rendering it completely impassible to anyone that dared to follow hir, or to try escape by driving between hir legs. Those that tried usually ended up with their vehicles stuck in the thick pre, before they ultimately drowned in it themselves, as the flow just increased as the dragoness walked on.
It took barely five minutes for hir to arrive at the entrance to the military base, the sign "Naval Air Station" making it rather obvious where shi was, as if the clusters of buildings didn't give it away. Shira couldn't stand the military, hirself, as shi saw no point to its existence. Either it would fight wars that shouldn't be fought, or waste money in peacetime. Shiveneve just walked on, but Shira took special care to destroy the welcome sign with a well aimed shot of pre, the fluids spreading out and flooding the watch stations as well. Shira was just silently glad that Shiveneve had brought hir somewhere that shi could wreak havoc without making hir feel guilty for it later.
The alarms sounded rather quickly, once the units at the entrance shorted out from the flow of pre, and several thousand soldiers sprung out of their beds and into defense. This was a station that was mostly for training, one that few officers ever thought would be attacked, and thus its units were ill-prepared to defend against any sort of invasion. Especially an invasion by a giant, aroused dragoness with a fully-intelligent cock, something that nobody had ever imagined possible. Shiveneve followed the roads, if only to make sure they were no longer drivable, effectively sealing the exit off, in case any soldiers suddenly felt the need to go AWOL.
Gunfire had almost no effect on the dragoness's thick scales, or the scales covering hir erection, which made Shira shiver from the powerful, almost tickling sensation. Shira leaned in closer to the little beings that were firing at hir, letting them continue to shoot as hir head loomed closer, a sadistic smile on hir snout. Shi then fired back, a wave of pre that crushed the soldiers were they stood, leaving their weapons mired in the thick fluid. Shi continued to move around, carefully taking out every defender within two blocks of hir location, each wave of pre stronger than the last as shi became more aroused.
Shiveneve continued on, content to let Shira arouse hir for now, until shi found a four-story building that looked like a command center, even though it was not marked as such. No matter, it seemed important enough, and likely filled with people manning their stations to try get any sort of support. Shiveneve took control of Shira's body again, aiming the cock-dragon toward the structure. Grinning, Shira took the hint and just plowed forward, the mass of hir snout just smashing through the barricaded entrance, letting hir free along the first floor. Shiveneve sat on hir haunches, letting Shira move about freely inside, slowly getting closer to the building as hir maleness worked further inside. The glass exterior of the building gave hir a wonderful view of Shira as shi ground against the walls within, flattening tiny beings against hir shaft, smeared against the ground like mere insects.
As Shira noticed Shiveneve looking on, shi decided to make even more of a show, wrapping hir tongue around an officer and pulling her into hir maw, leaving it open just enough for Shiveneve to see hir swallow. Shiveneve cried out as shi felt hir cockslit being spread open by the little intruder, a thick wave of pre coming forth to show hir arousal, and another shiver coming through Shira's body. Grinning, Shira did it again, and again, until each of the half-dozen beings in the room had been devoured, now making barely-noticeable bulges along hir shaft. Disappointed that shi was out of playthings, Shira found the stairs and weaved hir way upward, trying to be sneaky about hir approach, as well as preventing anyone from taking the stairs down.
Shira quickly made hir way to the top floor, with its glass ceiling, giving Shiveneve a perfect view of hir cock weaving hir way about. The dragoness licked hir muzzle in pleasure, the tightness of the stairwell around hir length alone enough to arouse, as Shira continually wriggled hir way further into the building. Shira found a bathroom, filled with a few soldiers who had literally pissed themselves in fear, and just shook hir muzzle coldly at them. Shi coiled around one of them, slowly tightening around him, feeling his body crack within hir grip before being crushed, the body becoming an unrecognizable pulp against hir scales. Shi repeated it with the next soldier, but this time didn't crush him outright, playing with him as he drifted in and out of consciousness. It was a few minutes before shi took him into hir maw and swallowed, letting him come to his senses just before he vanished within hir length, letting him panic and sending another wave of pleasure through hir.
Shi could feel hirself nearing, and wanted to release, wanted to feel hirself going over the edge. The last being went directly to hir tongue, and shi started to rub him directly against hir cockhead, hir throat, which shi could feel swelling with hir release. Shi pressed him in and out of hir slit, feeling him struggle desperately to get free, before relaxing when shi pulled him back out, only to struggle when he was moved in again. Shi continued to wriggle about, most of hir length held tightly by the stairs, which were starting to give way by all of hir movements.
The show of hir teasing that one being within hir maw was enough to finally send Shiveneve over the edge, and let Shira experience a full-body orgasm. Shiveneve cried shrilly to the sky as shi climaxed, hir testicles tightening, squeezing Shira's tail in the process. Shira felt the wave of seed moving up hir body, swelling it even further, breaking the stairs entirely, before hir seed shot out of hir maw, coating and drowning hir last plaything, as shi soon lost control of hir body. Shi let hir maw open as shi let out wave after wave of seed, the room filling up steadily, before the walls around hir gave way from all the liquid damage, and the entire floor started to flood. Shi moved around and tried to aim for a different person with each spurt now that shi had more things to play with, but hir control was limited as shi continued to pulse forth seed. Those shi did catch were knocked to the ground, and stuck firmly in place as the white tide steadily rose above them, ultimately leaving them drowned as well.
It was nearly five minutes before Shiveneve came off hir peak, and Shira started to soften. Shi felt hirself becoming a bit drowsy as hir body's erection faded, and was only vaguely aware of Shiveneve pulling hir back out of the building. The last thing shi could see was the remains of the building, which was now little more than a hallow shell, like an aquarium that had been filled with semen instead of water, though it was only a quarter full. Shi wondered briefly if shi would be back to fill it completely, before shi fell asleep, resting in Shiveneve's maleslit for later.
Out of fuel in an unfamilar part of town, a dragoness searches for help. A trade with NachT.
POLICE REPORT
I, Shira I'nusyl , am not charged with any crime. I am voluntarily providing this information to the City Police, on this 20th day of October , 2005. Under penalty of law, I certify this information is correct to the best of my knowledge.
A week ago, I moved into a new apartment on the west side of town, by the navy base. I quickly took a job with a fast food company, since it was the only job available. So, after a late-night shift yesterday - or at least what I assume was yesterday - I couldn't follow the route home very well, especially in the darkness at 1:15 in the morning.
I left work a little after one o'clock Friday morning, and started driving home. Nothing eventful, but I must have miscounted street lights, or somehow missed a major road somewhere, since I ended up in a part of town I didn't even vaguely recognize. I couldn't read the street signs very well – condensation and fog rendered the reflective coating useless – so I continued driving around. I assumed I would eventually come to a major road with a lit street sign, stumble across something I recognized, or find a gas station where I could stop to ask for directions.
But after about an hour of driving around aimlessly, the car sputtered to a stop. I stared down blankly at the dashboard and saw the needle on the gas gauge well below "E". Sure enough, the low fuel warning hadn't even come on, and I hadn't been watching the gauge carefully. Grumbling to myself, I got out of the car and looked around. I was in one of the poor parts of town, the sort of area I'd normally go out of my way to avoid, but since I was stranded and needed a way out, I started to look around. I continued to grumble to myself about the high price of fuel and my decision to buy everyone pizza earlier in the week, instead of filling the car with gas.
Under the light of a nearly-full moon, I could see fairly well after my eyes adjusted to the darkness. Given the late hour, however, it took quite a bit of looking to find even one home lit up. I didn't want to disturb anyone that was sleeping, so this home looked especially promising. It was a small, slightly run-down, one-story home, much like every other one on the street. I don't remember much more, other than the house number on the dingy brick mailbox: 4269.
I waited a few minutes in front of the house before I actually got the nerve to ring the doorbell. I could hear indistinct noises inside, which helped affirm that someone was actually in there. The noise stopped suddenly when I rang the bell. I gulped. I waited. About a minute later, the door opened, and a large figure filled it. At the time, I couldn't make out many details, since the low light was just enough to outline his form. By my best guess, the being was at least eight feet in height, and I could make out wings in the background. I didn't have long to look over the person in the doorway, however. As I timidly said "hello," and began to explain my situation, I noticed a large object in a paw. Before I could react, it came around and hit me squarely in the side of the head. I fell unconscious.
When I came around, I was in a room without windows, so I couldn't guess at the time. That concern quickly left my mind, however, when I realized my clothes were gone. I tried to move around to find them, but I could barely even wriggle. All of my limbs were restrained in some way or another, as I was dangled from the ceiling; my wings had carefully been tied back with a soft rope, while my wrists and tail were bound together, and my ankles were similarly bound. I heard noises in the next room, much like I'd heard last night when I was standing outside, and decided to call out. "Help!" I yelled, being loud as I possibly could, "I'm stuck in here!" Calling out like that would soon prove to be a mistake.
The noises stopped suddenly, just as they had last night. This time, I heard voices. "It sounds like the white one finally woke up," I overheard, 'white one' obviously referring to my own white scales.
"About time. You clocked hir good last night."
"Oh, hush you. Not like I could tell that shi was harmless. Shi could have been armed for all I knew."
I heard laughing, and I couldn't help but snicker at the voices myself. I'm barely 5'7", quite thin, and rather weak for a dragon. I didn't think I could have possibly come off as imposing. "Where could shi have put a gun in that getup?" He said, still chuckling, "It would have been obvious if shi had something. And don't tell me you felt intimidated by someone more than two feet shorter than you, who doesn't look strong enough to kill a fly. I know even you aren't that goofy."
"But... but... mew..."
"No buts about this, Kraken. Let's go check on our little prize, hmm?" I froze upon hearing that. I didn't know what the two intended, or even what they looked like, but I was soon to find out. The first one to enter the room I recognized as the one who answered the door last night. He looked even taller from my current, distorted perspective as I dangled from the ceiling. The big, red creature had to crouch to get into the room, confirming my guess at his height: he was easily eight feet tall, possibly more. He looked like some sort of a cross between a dragon and a raptor, anthro, and with gold highlights on his red scales. He was also completely naked. Despite my concerns for my well being, I couldn't help but stare at his sheath. It was easily as large around as my head, and hung just past his knees, pushed forward by a pair of basketball-sized testicles. "Awwr, but NachT," he whined, turning back to face his companion, "It's a herm. You know I don't like-"
"Quiet, Kraken," NachT growled, as he walked into the room, leaning against the door frame, while his long tail flicked about in the hallway. I glanced curiously over the demon, having never seen anyone built quite like him before. I couldn't tell at first glance if he was furred or merely had hide, but I could tell that most of his form was a sky-blue color, with white along the underside of his neck, stretching down to the inside of his thighs. He was a rather tall, slender being, the sort of creature who's more powerful than he looks, but he was still dwarfed by Kraken. The demon was wearing little: a pair of pants with a slit right up the middle, allowing his maleness to dangle free, and a limited selection of black bondage gear that stood out against his pale body. "Shi'll still have a hole for you to stuff and a cock for you to play with. At least it's not a female; you never do anything but complain about those."
Kraken cringed at the word female. "You know just how to ruin a mood," he said, his tail drooping a bit, before looking over at me and grinning toothily. "But shi'll do for now." Without another word, Kraken moved behind me and unbound my legs, throwing the cuffs aside, letting them clatter noisily on the tile floor. I squirmed, but he wrapped one arm around my legs to stop my movement, while his other paw started stroking his massive sheath. I stared and watched for a moment, amazed even he could get a paw around that thick organ, and could see his arousal building as his sheath swelled.
I turned back to look at NachT, giving him a pleading glance, but my snout brushed against his genitalia, since he had moved closer while I was distracted with Kraken's display. "Oooh, that's nice... so, what's your name, dragon?"
"Sh... Shira..." I whimpered, looking up at him, while trying to ignore the penis right in front of me, even as its potent, musky aroma wafted to me. "Please don't hurt me..."
"Awwwr, calm down," NachT said, gently caressing my muzzle with a paw, "If you don't put up a fight, we won't have to hurt you. You might even find you'll ... enjoy yourself." With those last words, his agile tail brushed teasingly across my femsex, caressing its lips, sending a shiver of pure pleasure through my entire body.
"Yeah, so be a good little plaything and we'll be gentle," Kraken rumbled behind me. I felt something else rubbing against me, and turned my head back to look again, and gulped. Kraken was fully-aroused, but four cocks had come out, not just one. All of them waving and wiggling like some obscene serpents; apparently they were all fully prehensile. Pre was already dripping from the tips of the thick, black and red shafts. Combined, they looked even thicker than the sheath they had emerged from, and while they all were different shapes and sizes, the shortest looked nearly two feet long, and the longest was nearly three!
"But I can't take those! You can't-"
"I can!" Kraken roared, interrupting me, "And you will!"
"And I told you not to argue with us, little Shira," NachT growled, grabbing my snout and forcing me to look up at him, rage in his eyes. "Now do what we want you to!" As I opened my muzzle to respond, Kraken spread my legs wider, taking one in each hand, and stood between them. His erections rubbed directly against my tailhole, teasing it for a moment, before all four of pressed into me at once. I screamed in anticipated agony, but his pre made an incredibly good lubricant, and seemed to numb me slightly, making me feel nothing but pleasure as the four shafts squirmed – yes, squirmed – their way deeper inside me.
NachT, meanwhile, took advantage of my open muzzle, forcing his long, slender shaft into me. It wasn't nearly the strain that taking Kraken's maleness was, but it made breathing rather difficult. NachT soon forced my snout against his crotch, burying his shaft deep into my throat, frequently causing me to gag on his length. He leaked an incredible amount of pre, the fluid alone enough to interfere with breathing. What air I could breathe in, I took in through my nostrils, the potent, musky scent of male thick in the air.
Kraken was more brutal, at my other end. He thrust forcefully into me using an ever-changing rhythm, never allowing me to get used to any one thing. As he speared deep into my ass, his cocks wriggled, causing me to gasp as he teased me in ways nobody else ever has, and I doubt anyone else ever will. I could feel them grinding up against my walls, teasing steadily deeper as they stretched me wider, Kraken slowly walking closer to me.
While I was being taken, neither of my captors allowed me to ignore my own arousal. Kraken replaced his right paw with his tail, still restraining me, before bringing that paw around to stroke my erection firmly, in time with his own movements. Meanwhile, NachT continued to tease me with his slender, agile tail, wriggling it against my femsex again and again, slowly pressing it deeper into me, as his shaft moved deeper into my throat. I cried out, the sound muffled by NachT's shaft, unable to deny my pleasure.
It was a strange sort of rhythm that they'd gotten into. Kraken steadily moved in and out of my rear, still restraining me with one paw and his tail, while his other paw stroked my shaft with every movement he made, in or out, his four shafts tugging on my tightly-stretched anus. Similarly, NachT thrust into my maw with his erection and into my sex with his tail, my own fluids dampening and slickening it, the appendage never ceasing to find new ways of stimulating me, arousing me further still.
Though I was still bound – my wrists and wings still restrained – I'm not entirely sure I could have escaped even if I was free to do so. The scent around me and pleasure flowing through me were intoxicating. I could feel every vein on Kraken and NachT's maleness as they penetrated me, every scale on Kraken's paw as he stroked my own erection, every tiny twitch NachT's tail made within me. In retrospect, I'm surprised none of the neighbors came to ask what was going on, with all the noise we were making; Kraken, NachT, and I all growled and moaned, our sounds echoing off the barren walls.
Kraken was the first to orgasm. His loud roar was deafening, as his cocks quickly swelled up, thick seed soon shooting into me. I cried out from the warmth, concerned I was being scalded, though the sensation slowly changed into pure pleasure. The sheer intensity of feeling brought me to my peak as well; my sex clenched tightly around NachT's tail, and my cock shot forth my own, relatively tiny load over Kraken's paw. My eyes went wide as I was filled with at least a gallon of seed, my body accepting every drop as I was overwhelmed with feeling, squeezing around those thick shafts to try get as much as possible from each one. Without conscious thought, my muzzle seemed to do the same, as I swallowed around NachT's shaft; only a burst of warmth flooding my muzzle brought my back to my senses. I could taste NachT's seed as it washed over my tongue. What he lacked in volume, the made up for in potency. Though he had only a slightly larger load than my own, it was thick as molasses as it spurted over my tongue, before forcing its way into my throat. I swallowed every drop, murring deeply at the taste, my tongue vibrating against his shaft teasingly.
Left in a delightful afterglow, my body was now hypersensitive; I could feel everything even more than before. I could feel every scale on Kraken's paw as he held my softening erection, every twitch of NachT's tail within my sex, and every pulse and throb the spent cocks made within my tailhole and throat. Both Kraken and NachT withdrew in unison, sending another shiver through my form as my female orgasm nearly peaked again. I was left dangling in place, too tired and aroused to do anything, while the males moved out of my view for a moment, standing behind me. Though they were trying to keep their voices low, I could hear every word.
"I told you that you'd like it," NachT said smugly.
"Yeah, but we always do things your way," Kraken whined, "I still want a male." I sensed a subtle change in Kraken's voice, and heard a surprised sound from NachT.
"Hey, what the-" NachT started, but his voice was cut off. I looked behind me, straining my neck to even get a peek. I was just able to see Kraken wrapping a paw around NachT's muzzle, holding it closed, the dracoraptor's cocks hardening again. I was still restrained, leaving me able merely to watch, not that I dared interfere with the two males even were I capable of doing so. Kraken swiftly pressed two cocks into NachT's tailhole, the demon crying out muffledly as he was taken, crying out into Kraken's paw. It seemed that the seed still on those members was serving as quite a lubricant, as Kraken nearly hilted himself with a single thrust.
As I watched, I couldn't resist my arousal, my own shaft hardening again. Kraken noticed as well, and moved closer, aiming his remaining cocks at me. He seemed curious about my sex, despite his earlier demands for a male, as one cocktip pressed there, the other finding its way under my tail again. I growled in pleasure and pressed back into that touch, making no effort to hide my arousal. He shifted, and pressed the heads into me, sending a shiver through my form as he teased me, penetrating both of my entrances as one. Kraken moved us around, so I was face-to-face with NachT, pain obvious in his face. I could sense he was jealous that I had only one cock in each of my entrance instead of two in one, and that I was already loosened up.
Kraken seemed to be enjoying this even more than he'd enjoyed just taking me. He had complete control over both of us, thrusting in and out of us with enough force to take my strength and breath away. This time, still hypersensitive from before, I could even feel Kraken's shafts grinding together inside me, separated only by a thin layer of flesh. NachT seemed to be settling in as well, his cock erect once again, dripping pre onto the floor. The dracoraptor made no move to prevent us from pleasuring ourselves, or each other, so I wrapped my tail around NachT's length and began to stroke slowly, eliciting a growl from the demon. A brief moment later, I felt his tail caressing my own member, teasing it in exactly the same way, his movements an exact mirror of my own.
I felt a strange tingling within me as the massive red beast took me, sending new shivers through me. It felt almost electrical, teasingly lingering on my most sensitive areas. NachT must have felt it as well; he gasped and shivered suddenly, a large spurt of pre coming from his shaft and landing on my scales. Kraken just grinned at my lusty gaze, his cocks swelling even larger within me, as he seemed to be nearing once again. I started to stroke NachT more quickly, as he did the same to me. I wanted to climax at the very same moment Kraken did. I wanted to fully appreciate and enjoy his essence when it burst forth into me. I wanted, most of all, for this to be the best sex I'd ever had.
None of us could resist much longer, but NachT came first. I aimed his cocktip at my body, feeling his warm seed soak my cold scales, steaming slightly from the contrasting temperature. He must have clenched tightly around Kraken as well, as the red's cocks swelled larger still, ready for his release. That was enough to bring me over the edge as well, as I arched and cried out in pleasure, both of my sexes peaking simultaneously. Kraken pulled us both down completely onto his maleness as he climaxed as well, heat once again flooding my body, but this time filling NachT's as well. I was pressed close to the demon, who soon passed out from sensory overload. Kraken's second climax was no less impressive than his first, even though I 'only' had two erections throbbing within me this time. I don't know which I liked better.
After a minute or so, the dracoraptor came off his peak. He smiled at me, petting my head softly, caressing around my ears. I was quite tired from all the yiffing, and soon was lulled to sleep in Kraken's arms. When I woke up, I found myself sitting in my car again. It was daylight. I was fully clothed. I had enough gas in the car to get home. Shaking my head, I went home, then got ready to take a hot shower, wondering it it was all a dream. When I undressed to shower, though, the layers of dried semen on my scales was a powerful reminder that it was quite real.
I took a long shower, scrubbing myself thoroughly. I didn't want even a trace of that seed left on my scales. And now, after my shower, I came here, to fill out this report. I know I'm missing details – even I don't know how I got so lost or found my way home – but I hope this is enough to start an investigation.
I certify the preceding report is accurate to the best of my knowledge. Signed: ________________
After I finished writing the report, I read it again, to ensure everything was clear. I blushed deeply as I read on, remembering just how much I had enjoyed it all. Rape requires the victim to dislike the situation enough to withdraw consent, doesn't it? I excuse myself from the police station, report in hand, and went home. I lost count of how many times I masturbated to fantasies of NachT and Kraken, and what we'd do if we met again. I don't know if we will or not, but I think I'll let the car run out of gas again, just in case...
