Disappearance

Shira knew what shi was doing. At least, that's what shi hoped. Given that shi was the owner of - and best trick at - the brothel of mages, it was a given that shi encountered new situations every night. Everyone wanted to have hir, yet at the price shi commanded, few could afford to do so. That was quite effective at weeding out the creepy types; at worst, shi'd end up as the plaything of some old, impotent noble who wanted to experience carnal pleasures once more and hir magic would enable them to fuck like a hormone-crazed teenager for the night.

So when Theo came in and seemed to be a perfectly normal, well-adjusted individual, Shira raised an eyeridge. Hir magic did not come cheap and none came seeking the services of hir kind without something specific and exotic in mind. The ice dragoness wasn't a fool; shi knew everyone wanted something. "What can I do for you, sir?" shi said, respectfully yet mischievously. At just two inches tall, the minidragoness would have been hard to see if shi weren't sitting on the edge of the desk, but from there hir iridescent scales glistened and hir magically-amplified voice carried easily to the lion sitting in front of hir.

"Shrink me," Theo said, without skipping a beat, "So I can take you more easily." The request was unusual, but not unique, as Shira had previous experience with size-changing magic and the unusual lovemaking it allowed. It wasn't even the first time someone wanted to mount hir and such requests were becoming more common as the number of dragons willing to tolerate other species dwindled. Hir curvaceous form only increased the temptation, as shi was quite well-proportioned. The lion was not lacking in appearance either, though; Shira couldn't quite place his origins, but he could easily have his pick of the ladies. It just seemed he was in the mood for something a bit more unusual.

"Just how small do you wish to be, my feline friend?" Shira mused, "Size is always relative, of course. What you consider small would still be dangerously large to me. What I consider small you likely couldn't even see. Tell me, Theo, just what size do you wish to be shrunk to?"

With an ever-broadening grin, Theo simply lifted a paw and brought two fingers together until they touched. The message was clear: he wanted to be as small as the dragoness could make him. It was risky, but shi'd done potentially lethal things to clients in the past and, in every such instance, the sheer volume of magical energy was enough to sustain life through the impossible. "Strip," Shira commanded, "Then climb onto the desk with me. I see no reason to even leave the office if all you want is to see the world from a new perspective." Even as shi continued speaking, Theo started to remove his clothing, gently setting it into the chair he had sat in. As soon as he was naked, the lion climbed onto the desk and onto his fours.

"Good, good," Shira purred, starting to weave hir spell. Hir wings shimmered with color, glowing steadily brighter as shi prepared to reduce his size. Given hir ability to draw energy out of air and use it at will, shi had an unparalleled ability to do what shi wished, regardless of how impossible it seemed. Thus, when shi flapped hir wings and energy started flowing into the lion, his size dwindled rather quickly. Each flutter reduced his size by nearly an eighth, bringing him steadily lower to the desk. The dragoness had to move out from beneath him after a few moments, but shi didn't stop until he was just six inches tall, barely triple hir size. He couldn't get off the desk now without help, leaving him effectively trapped with the herm.

From here, the dragoness' body did all the talking; shi got onto all fours hirself and raised hir tail, grinning back at the diminutive lion. Theo, for his part, wasted no time in running toward hir. Though he wasn't hugely endowed, he was quite thick, which made the dragoness feel that much tighter. Both groaned as the tight, slick flesh gripped Theo's shaft. Being an ice dragoness, the herm's slit was oddly cold, but that just drew more blood to the lion's length and further increased his sensitivity. He bottomed out in hir before he could push the entirety of his shaft inside, though, causing him to grumble disapprovingly. "Smaller," he said.

With a grin, Shira responded by simply rubbing hir wings against him, which allowed the energy to transfer even more efficiently. In a mere second, his size was halved again, allowing him to slide the rest of his shaft into the herm. In response, shi ground hir hips against his, hir wetness soaking into his fur, while his pre helped warm hir body. Slowly, but steadily, shi rocked against him, shifting hir body to allow him to enter hir at a different angle every time. But shi also knew that he wanted to be smaller still and continued to weave hir magic; with every thrust, another fraction of an inch dropped from the lion's height, allowing hir to pull him more tightly to hir body.

Once Theo was down to hir size, Shira slid out from under him and rolled the cat over, allowing hir to playfully loom over him. Shi crouched down over his face, rubbing hir slit against his nose to intoxicate the male with hir scent, driving him into a mad lust. Satisfied that the lion wasn't going to stop until he'd achieved at least one orgasm, shi slid down his body until shi was straddling his length and pushed it into hir once more. With hir on top, shi could simply squeeze him with hir thighs, ensuring that he filled hir completely.

Even now, Shira continued to shrink the feline, who squirmed as he looked ever further up at hir. Each thrust went deeper into Shira's body. Each moment made hir tower ever-further above him. Each second shi rode him harder, using him more as a toy for hir own pleasure than simply treating him as a client. Shi knew he wanted it, evidenced particularly by the thick stream of precum that flowed into hir cunt. He was only half hir size now, but on the verge of climax as he shuddered with need. Shira used hir tail to lift up his lower body, then curled hir legs around his hips and forced him into hir completely, causing him to cry out and release his seed. As he squirted into hir, the herm simply kept his shaft fully inside hir, allowing him to paint the slippery walls with cum until he was completely spent.

Having satisfied the lion, Shira pulled off his body, lying next to him as he tried to recover. "Was that good enough for you?" shi mused, gently licking his nose. Though he grinned, he had only one thing to say:

"Smaller."

It wasn't entirely unexpected, though this was the smallest shi'd made anyone in quite some time. Much smaller than this and there would be risks from even passing air currents; he weighed less than a gram at this size. But, as the cliché goes, the customer is always right. Just in case, Shira began to prepare a revival spell before shi continued to reduce the lion's size. Theo purred and knew he was getting his wish. He lied on his back and motioned for the dragoness to ride him again, a request shi was more than happy to fulfill.

As the lion became smaller, he found himself subject to the dragoness' whims. While he previously could simply thrust into hir, he soon found himself so small that he was completely covered by hir hips and pinned to the table beneath hir body. A few moments later, he was engulfed by hir slit, covered in hir juices, surrounded by hir scent, and shivered from the chill. He was able to stay beneath hir for a brief time, but shi soon pushed him into hir body, allowing hir tight walls to encase his furry form. Shi took great care not to crush him, but as he became smaller the dragoness squeezed tighter, until he was so tiny that he simply became stuck to hir inner walls. He was less than a millimeter in height now and, as shi spread hir legs to allow in light, he saw the micro-herm's glistening blue slit spread before him like a cathedral.

This was as small as shi wanted to make the lion, but as shi tried to cast a stop-magic spell, shi found it ineffective upon the lion. Nervously, shi tried again, putting as much energy as shi could into the magic, but even that was useless and he continued to shrink. Even a growth spell seemed useless; nothing shi did could stop his size from being sapped away. Hir magic would only work on willing subjects, though: did the lion truly want to continue this madness? There was nothing shi could do for him now, though; he was smaller than the tip of hir talon and there was nothing else shi could use to retrieve him from inside hir body. Shira knew that all shi could do for him now was give the lion a show by pleasuring hirself.

With nothing left in effect but Shira's shrinking and protection spells, the lion found himself falling ever-further into the dragoness. His body's cells both shrank and disappeared in perfect proportion; his mass was converted into the energy needed to sustain his existence. He found himself washed over with the herm's fluids as shi fingered hirself, mired in the thick goo that trapped him to the inner walls of hir cunt. Breathing was difficult, not least of which because his small size reduced the amount of space in his airways, but every breath lasted much longer as his body used the air more efficiently.

Once he passed beneath the notice of even the micro-dragoness, things became increasingly weird for the shrinking male. He could start to feel the individual cells that made up the herm's body, giving hir an increasingly rough texture. The once-slippery fluid started to feel like hail, as molecules became noticeable. Breathing was forgotten; his body was running on something other than oxygen, now that O₂ itself was too large for him to inhale. His shrinking accelerated as well; he soon fell into the orbit of an atom, too large for him to identify what he was. The herm's body had absorbed him now, not that Shira had any idea what was going on, and the once-noble lion was now twirling around with subatomic particles.

The very components of the universe were laid before him now, as even quarks were now huge compared to Theo, but there was nobody for him to tell. He would never be seen again.

Random Raptor Vore

Since I've been in a vore mood all week and someone found this page by searching for raptor vore stories, I figured I'd indulge myself and the almighty anonymous at the same time by writing this. Just a warning, this contains graphic digestion. Otherwise, enjoy one raptor eating another. Short, quick, and no plot, so shut up and fap. :)

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They met at a clearing in the woods. Zed grinned toothily at Ahastar, the two raptors standing about ten feet from one another. Zed had his pouch on his waist and dagger in hand, the green-scaled thief prepared to defend his day's loot from the half-demon before him. Ahastar's nude form exposed his white scales and red belly, but the hybrid had claws extended, ready to lash at the criminal blocking his way. The demon lunged first as he leaped into the air with lightning speed and knocked Zed to the ground, ripping the dagger from the raptor's hand. Gems and other valuables loudly clattered together from the impact, while Zed looked up in alarm at the demon-raptor pinning him to the ground.

Now it was Ahastar's turn to grin, his teeth bared as he hissed at the green-scaled beast beneath him. Saliva dripped hotly onto Zed's face as he looked up into the aggressor's maw. Though the raptor tried to squirm free, the weight of Ahastar's body was enough to hold him to the ground. Ahastar held Zed's left paw tightly, but that still allowed Zed's right hand to reach slowly toward his bag. Zed knew that he'd have only one chance to grab something and only hoped it hadn't broken when he was thrown to the ground. The demon was too busy grinning and savoring the raptor's fear to notice as Zed's paw wrapped around a cold, glass object and carefully lifted it free. It was intact, Zed noted, grinning softly as well. Ahastar took that grin to be a peaceful surrender to death and lunged forward, his teeth ready to dig into Zed's neck.

In a flash, Zed pulled a flask forward and pressed it right against Ahastar's muzzle.

With a stunned screech, Ahastar bit into the glass, shattering the bottle's neck. The demon's surprise allowed Zed to roll over and push Ahastar to the ground, allowing the flask's contents – a cold, bitter, blue fluid – to roll directly into the demon's throat. Most of the glass bounced harmlessly against their scales, but some shards embedded themselves in Ahastar's mouth, making the demon try to cough them free. But Zed firmly clamped the demon's muzzle shut with both paws, forcing him to swallow the fluid even as the glass tore against his throat.

The demon felt oddly weak as he tried to get the raptor off him after he swallowed, but the weight seemed to be more than he could move now. Indeed, the raptor seemed larger upon him, his scales thicker, his teeth increasingly threatening. Growling and making one last desperate effort, Ahastar tried to buck his entire body against Zed, but the green raptor just smiled coolly as the demon only exhausted himself trying to push out from under his chest. Zed stood up after Ahastar was too tired to move, but instead of merely standing a few feet higher, he seemed to tower hundreds of feet into the sky! Ahastar shook his muzzle to try and clear his vision, but then he noticed other things around him: the grass that he'd ignored earlier came up to his chest, flowers loomed over him like trees, and pebbles that have otherwise gone completely unnoticed were now large enough for him to curl up on to sun himself.

Seeing the changes around him, Ahastar could think of exactly one thing to do: run and pray that his tiny size would keep Zed from following him. But his white scales stood out clearly against the brown dirt and vibrant green grass, and all Zed had to do was lean down and set his paw in front of Ahastar, as Zed's green scales blended in well with the grass. Ahastar ran into the paw without even seeing it, and Zed clenched his fist tightly around the half-breed, causing another nervous screech to come from the shrunken creature. There were no words exchanged; the raptor just lifted the tiny being to his muzzle and grinned again, flashing his teeth dangerously. Each of those razor-sharp teeth was larger than the hybrid's entire body, and Ahastar could already imagine their sharp points piercing between his scales, tearing into his flesh, ripping his muscles and bones apart violently.

Instead, Zed threw Ahastar into his mouth like a mere piece of candy, letting the shrunken scalie land upon his thick tongue. The atmosphere was already warm and humid, but became significantly moreso after Zed closed his muzzle. Though the half-demon was used to the heat of hell, the thick air within a raptor's muzzle was uncomfortable, hot enough to sap his energy and make him feel weaker still. In frustration, Ahastar tried to dig his claws into the tongue, but as soon as he heard the deafening roar from the raptor he realized he'd made a mistake. Only a few drops of blood dripped from the wounds, but the raptor could taste it and felt he needed to punish the demon. Not by chewing him – no, that would be a quick death – but by something even more painful, something that would last for much longer. Zed grinned to himself as he came up with a perfect idea and slid Ahastar toward his throat, feeling the saliva-slick miniraptor slip backward.

Once the half-breed was at the very back of his muzzle, Zed opened his muzzle, and gave Ahastar a look directly down the raptor's throat. It was a glistening, pink tube that quickly faded into darkness, even though Ahastar knew exactly where that tunnel led. The smell of the predator's stomach wafted up, which stung the half-demon's nostrils and made him recoil in fear. He turned around and looked forward, out of the raptor's snout, to look out at the world again. The view of the trees was still framed by teeth, tongue, and muzzle, those pink surfaces shimmering as if covered in gems. The demon tried to climb forward, but Zed simply tilted his muzzle back further, which caused Ahastar to slide back against the throat. Several moments later, the green raptor chuckled coldly, closed his muzzle again, and swallowed the tiny creature whole. The sound reverberated around Ahastar as he was pulled into the raptor's tight throat, the muscles immediately gripping him with crushing intensity.*

Ahastar desperately tried to climb free, digging his claws into the rippling flesh around him, but Zed only swallowed again and the wave of muscle crushed his hands flat. The demon roared as his his once-deadly paws were rendered completely useless as they dangled from his wrists, all the bones shattered, blood dripping from a few cracks in the skin. The throat continued to give the hell-beast a tight grip, such that his chest and ribs nearly collapsed with each peristaltic movement, each squeeze forcing air from Ahastar's lungs. Under the increasing pressure, the demon could just barely breathe, and the stench of Zed's stomach grew stronger with every breath he took. The rhythmic thud of Zed's heartbeat and steady churning of his stomach were all that Ahastar could hear as he slid down the slimy throat, natural lubrication clinging to his scales.

It was several minutes before the demon descended into the final circle of hell within Zed's body: the stomach. The sphincter opened up steadily around Ahastar's tail, and though he made a last, desperate attempt to jump free and cling to something, he was rudely forced through and feel free for several moments before landing with a splash in the raptor's stomach acids. The demon hissed in pain as the digestive goo splashed against his scales, coating him in the deadly fluid. Some of it splashed right into his muzzle as he cried out in pain, swiftly dissolving his soft tongue and leaving him no way to speak at all. It flowed into his cloaca and tailhole as well, starting to burn him from the inside out. The fluid also seeped between his scales, starting to burn them away at the root, causing them to fall away from his body. The stomach's steady churning washed fluid over Ahastar's snout again and again, covering his face, burning his eyes, singing his nostrils, and causing his once-proud red feathers atop his head to fall away in ruin.

There was no light within the large, green raptor's body, but Ahastar didn't need to see his body being digested, not that he could once the acids burned his eyes out of their sockets and left him permanently blind. In another few moments, the demon-raptor's olfactory nerves were also destroyed, mercifully taking away his ability to smell the acids around him. But the rest of his body could still feel and the burning and stinging grew continually stronger as his flesh started to burn away from his muscles. The fluid splashed down his nose and into his lungs, slowly stripping away the demon's ability to breathe. Across his entire body, pain receptors peaked, then burnt out entirely as they were dissolved, the wave of pain steadily moving up Ahastar's body, then fading away entirely. Blood soon started to leak through his flesh, his very life energy draining into the predator's stomach. Ahastar continued to struggle, but without his senses functioning and his muscles starting to burn away, his movements became weak, erratic, and rigid. It was still enough movement to create an air bubble, causing Zed to belch loudly, the sound echoing loudly around the half-digested creature. It was the last sound Ahastar heard as the acids burned through his eardrums, leaking through the gap into his brain.

Soon, the acids burned through to Ahastar's heart and dissolved it, leaving no blood flowing through the raptor's body. That was finally enough to bring his life to an end. Zed's body continued to digest the afternoon snack, gaining a few calories and minerals from the once-sentient creature. By now, Zed had completely forgotten about the attack; his only memory of Ahastar was just a pleasant feeling of warmth in his stomach as he went on his way.

Never Meet Online Friends

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My half of an art trade with Raven. He did quite literally ask for it... and I think he got it.. ;)

Kraken and Raven are both copyrighted to themselves, and used with their permission.

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Raven knocks cautiously on the door of Kraken's house. He'd met the dracoraptor online, and knew that he was quite an imposing figure, judging from what he'd seen on webcam, but he still wasn't ready for the towering form that opened the door. At over eight feet tall, Kraken was actually below his normal size, just barely half of the 15-foot form he was most comfortable with, his red form towering above Raven as he stood in the doorway. "Come on in!" he growled playfully, motioning Raven into the living room. Still quite nervous, Raven quickly made his way inside, and sat on the sofa, while Kraken followed and sat down on a large, plush chair.

The living room was quite large, by necessity, given the dracoraptor's normal size. Raven looked around the room curiously, various pictures hanging from the walls, most of them showing Kraken as much bigger than the other people involved, towering well over them. The fox shivered a bit at the sight; at just under six feet in height, Kraken would tower over him in just the same way if the dracoraptor decided to return to his normal size. Or perhaps he'd become even larger; he knew the red was a sizeshifter, and he had no idea how large Kraken could become. Kraken looked over at Raven curiously, examining the fox, his brown fur shimmering lightly in the sunshine filtering through the windows, his raven-black tailtip swishing back and forth with curiosity and anticipation.

While Raven was looking around, Kraken made himself comfortable, making a show of stroking himself lightly, not even pretending to be interested in anything else. Raven had wanted to play, and Kraken intended on giving the little brown fox quite the show. One he'd never forget. Raven chuckled nervously as he watched, shifting a bit on the sofa. Kraken was nude when he'd answered the door, and as he stared at the dracoraptor's sheath, he knew why: there was no way it would ever fit into a pair of pants.

Kraken motioned for Raven to come closer, not wanting to wait any longer. "Ya don't have to just look at ‘em, ya know," he chuckled, that being all the encouragement Raven needed. The fox quickly walked over, nuzzling right at the thick sheath before him, inhaling the musky scent, that alone a powerful aphrodisiac. Kraken only had to watch as Raven started playing around with one of his cocks, pulling one free of the countless inside of his massive sheath, nuzzling into the thick appendage and growling contently, licking at its tip as pre dripped forth. It tasted unusual, different, tingling inside of his muzzle as he swallowed, more and more coming forth.

Raven continued, even as three more of Kraken's cocks came out around him, pre dripping into his fur, leaving the same sort of tingling sensation. The dracoraptor seemed to be rising higher in the chair, and Raven soon found he had to stand up just to reach Kraken's sheath, the big red chuckling from above. "I've got you now, you horny fox..." he growled deeply. Confused, Raven stepped back, looking around the room. The paintings, which before were at eye level, now were well over his head; even the doorknob looked to be just out of reach. Kraken stood and walked over to the fox, catching his tailtip, regarding the raven-black tuft of fur briefly before merely picking up his furry friend, dangling him in the air.

As he considered how to play with the steadily shrinking fox dangling from his paw, Kraken continued to stroke his sheath, another four cocks coming out. All eight of his members moved about on their own, presenting themselves to Raven, as if looking at the steadily shrinking fox. Without warning, Kraken dropped Raven onto the floor and swiftly pinned him beneath one heavy, digitigrade paw, pressing down firmly on him. "Lick," Kraken growled. When Raven hesitated, he pressed down harder, causing the fox to squeak and squirm, before quickly licking at it, wanting to placate his captor before his patience ran out.

Murrring deeply, Kraken moved Raven so the fox was positioned between two toes, so that Raven could lick at the sensitive areas between them. The dracoraptor pressed down just hard enough to pin the diminutive fox, who was now less than half the size of his foot, the shrinking effects seeming to have paused for now. The fox's muzzle fit perfectly between the toes, and Raven couldn't move without teasing up against Kraken in some way or another, as he continued to lick, the strong taste of dirty paw filling his muzzle. Kraken occasionally pressed down harder, reminding the little mammal of the penalty for failing to pleasure him. From Raven's viewpoint on the ground, he could still watch Kraken stroking himself, four thick cocks dripping messily onto the floor and over themselves, Raven able to do nothing put watch.

Though the feeling of a little fox squirming beneath his paw was nice, Kraken needed something more. He lifted his foot off Raven, who immediately turned to run away, but couldn't make even a foot of progress before he was caught. Kraken took the fox and rubbed him against one of his cocks, smearing him in regular precum, thick and musky, and very slippery. Kraken's other paw moved away, out of Raven's sight for a moment, as the dracoraptor grinned widely to himself. "Do me a favor and squirm, will ya?" Kraken chuckled as he moved the fox behind him and raised his tail, before swiftly shoving the little one into him headfirst, up to his waist.

Plunged into the hot, dark passage, Raven immediately started wriggling, out of an instinctive urge to pull himself free and try to get air. Growling deeply, Kraken clenched around the fox, tugging him steadily deeper into his body, soon the little fur soon up to his knees, then his feet, before disappearing entirely. Kraken remained bent over slightly, stroking himself faster now as Raven wiggled around inside of him, seeming to find every sensitive area inside of Kraken's ass. Raven, in desperation, bit down on the walls surrounding him, causing the dracoraptor to roar out, nearly climaxing right then. The fox was rewarded with a tight squeeze on his battered form, threatening to crush him, but no, he wouldn't be so lucky. Kraken continued to paw at himself as Raven squirmed about helplessly, walls rippling around him tighter and tighter.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity to Raven, Kraken reached his climax. The dracoraptor's insides rippled tightly around Raven, forcing him back out, before Kraken turned to regard his little toy. He aimed right for the fur, not caring about the thick carpeting, only caring about making Raven as wet with cum as possible. All four shot out their thick load in waves, knocking Raven back to the ground as he was soaked entirely, washing him clean even as he was drenched in the musky fluid. His climax lasted the better part of a minute, stopping abruptly once it came to an end; Kraken having exhausted his supply of seed for the moment. Some of that seed had the same shrinking effect Raven was subjected to earlier, though, and the fox felt a very familiar tingling as his size was reduced further, the seed around him starting to look like a lake as his size swiftly fell to barely an inch tall.

Plucking the fox out of the pool of cum on the floor, Kraken pondered his next move for a moment. "I'm hungry," he said, before tossing Raven inside of his maw. The fox didn't even have a chance to squeak something in protest before he was swallowed whole. Cum slickened his body further, making him slide rapidly down the esophagus, towards what he assumed was going to be a slow, painful death inside an acidic stomach. He instead landed inside a fleshy, pillowy sac of some sort, not sure of what was going on. He poked at one of the walls, which seemed to grab hold of him and not let go, the little fur wriggling about again, trying to get his paw free. The wall just seemed to pull harder, tugging his arm through, before trying to pull on the rest of his form.

It was an irresistible force, and Raven's weakening struggles just made it easier for him to be pulled through. He landed with a splash in something thick, with quite a familiar scent... "Cum?" he asked himself, his voice echoing inside one of Kraken's testicles. Kraken, meanwhile, was pawing himself off again, the seed starting to churn inside there as he was already nearing his peak once again. Raven, meanwhile, was trying to just remain above the surface, trying to not get mired in the thick fluid that threatened to drown him. Kraken roared out as he climaxed, the testicle contacting and forcing its contents out, Raven included.

The fox couldn't see what was going on as he was shot into the air, still soaked in seed as he flew out of Kraken's cock. The dracoraptor aimed for himself, this time getting wet with his fluids, murring at his own scent. He felt Raven land against his body, swiftly plucking the fox out of his seed once his orgasm tapered off, dangling the little fur in front of his muzzle again. "I think I'm just about done playing with you," Kraken growled, letting Raven look into his gaping maw. The tongue formed a pink, fleshy floor, while the rest of the walls towered high, the entire cavern slickened with saliva. "So please, take a good look; that'll be the last thing you ever see."

Raven was quite confused by that statement. Kraken, however, knew just what he had in mind and threw the mammal inside, licking his seed off once again, rolling the fox around on his tongue. He considered chewing, but then he wouldn't get to feel Raven wriggling on the way down. The dracoraptor left his muzzle open as he rolled Raven about on his long tongue, teasing it against the fox lewdly, while Raven desperately tried to get free, even as he was slowly worked back towards Kraken's throat. Finally, Kraken had enough play and closed his maw to swallow, his tongue rolling back in a wave of flesh that pulled Raven down again, the fox slipping down swiftly once more.

When Raven stopped moving this time, however, he landed with a splash in something, a thinner fluid. He sniffed curiously at the air, the scent stinging his nostrils. Stomach acid. The acids lapped at Raven's legs as he stood up in the stomach, the fox quickly panicking once he realized what was going on. However, there was little air this time, and no light, and nothing Raven could do, the powerful acids quickly dissolving his body, starting at his feet and quickly working upwards. Raven didn't even feel any pain after a moment; his nerves themselves melted away, and he instead just felt himself falling endlessly into a warm pit, his life ending as nothing but a bite-sized snack for the scalie. Kraken teased himself a bit more as he sat back down, looking around at the mess in the living room. "Good thing toys like that are so easy to find online these days..." he said, before getting out his laptop again, getting ready to find someone else.

Zedrick's playtime

For and inspired by Zed. The only raptor I'll ever regularly get underpaw. ;)

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"C'mon, let's go to the beach, Zed!" Shira said, playfully flying about your head like a hyperactive dragonfly. You try to keep track of hir at first, but after a few moments of only making yourself dizzy, you give up and just keep walking ahead, where the little one seems to be going. Shi flutters about tirelessly, usually staying just in front of you, but occasionally looping around to fly next to you, behind you, or even in circles around your head.

You roll your eyes at the tiny dragoness and think about what you plan on doing to hir when shi finally settles down at the beach. The surface of soft sand would cushion someone on the ground quite nicely. Even someone tiny as Shira. It's another few minutes before you arrive at the shore, the smell of salt water fresh in the air around you, the early afternoon sun high above the clear ocean water, palm trees and sea oats rustling behind you as you walk towards the water. Shira perches on a rock formation with an oddly familiar shape pressed into it, closer to the trees than the ocean. "There's a lot of history to this place, Zed..." Shi purrs, reclining in the rock's indentation, "A lot of magical things have happened on this very bit of shoreline. Things beyond even my capacity, and you know what I've gone though and what I've done."

Shi pauses and chuckles, shaking hir head as shi looks up at you. "This spot especially is familiar to me. It was over a year ago, but I remember being right here before." You look down at hir, confused, but shi doesn't stop talking. "Of course, I would like to reverse the positions this time, and I was given something to do that with..." Shi purrs, pulling loose a small crystal from the rocks, vaguely resembling an uncut diamond, yet nearly glowing on its own before shi even pulls it into the sunlight.

As shi looks up at you again, shi looks right into your eyes, then chuckles and shakes hir muzzle, putting the crystal right on hir stomach and hugging it to hir form. "So that's what you were planning on..." shi muses, "Well, go right on ahead. I'm not going to stop you this time. Not going to resist. You deserve to have your fun too, after all." Shi lays perfectly still, in a deeper part near the top of the impression, merely grinning up at you as shi clenches the stone. You grin back as you lift your right foot over hir and bring it down slowly, pinning hir against the rock. Your foot fits the impression in the rock near-perfectly, almost too accurately, though you don't pay much attention to that as you feel the dragoness squirming under your foot, only resisting now to show how powerless shi really is to you.

Your mrrring vibrates your paw against hir, even as you start to grind hir further into the rock, pressing hir even flatter between it and your sole. Reaching a paw down, you begin to stroke yourself, thoroughly enjoying putting a dragoness under your paw. After all, you've had to deal with dozens angry dragons after you were caught trying to take a piece of their horde with you; you deserve to get your revenge on the species that's given you such a hard time. As your shaft grows harder, so does your treatment of Shira, the tiny dragoness nearly getting ground into solid stone, hir muzzle pinned against your sole, hir tail caught beneath your heel. You have complete control over the little one, over whether shi even breathes or not as shi's caught underfoot.

The pleasure of power is too strong for you to pay attention to details, though. As you near your climax, you're oblivious to your surroundings; only the feeling of warmth under your paw as you keep the dragoness in hir place, the same place you've found yourself in too many times before. The warmth builds with a wave of energy, something flowing into you; you growl deeply and just imagine the minuscule creature cracking and breaking under your paw, not wanting to interrupt the feeling for even a short moment to look. You're too aroused to even notice that shi's taking up more and more space under paw, until hir muzzle peeks out from between your toes when you climax, a few drops of seed splashing right onto hir snout. Despite hir efforts to appear submissive, shi mrrrs and laps it up, rather enjoying hir position.

Once you come off your peak, you hear Shira chuckling below you. You wonder for a moment how shi even can chuckle, if shi were flattened completely underpaw, until you look down and see that your paw doesn't completely cover hir. Shi looks right up into your eyes and chuckles coldly again, shaking hir muzzle. "No, I'm not growing," shi replies to your unspoken question, "Take one good look around you, Zed... and start running, because you might want a head start..." Shi laughs as you look around, especially as you glance further inland and see the trees towering twice as high as they did before you reached the shore.

Panicking, you run back towards the trees, hoping to get away from Shira, as if that would solve the problem. As you reach the trees, you duck under a branch that only came up to your waist just a few minutes earlier, working your way back along the path. Shira flies along behind you, needing almost no effort to keep sight of you, still laughing. "That's it, run! Run, Zed! Tire yourself out for me!" Instinct alone has you doing just that, trying to get as far away from the little dragoness as possible. The tall grasses near the path come up nearly to your knees now, and footsteps in the trampled dirt you sprint along soon have you watching your step.

It takes less and less effort for Shira to keep up with you, and hir shadow overtakes more of your body with each step you take, despite hir flying a mere ten feet above the ground. Realizing that you'll never be able to outrun hir, you dart off the pathway, pushing aside grasses taller than you are, as your height dwindles to less than a foot. Small flowers you'd once have stepped on without care now look like alien trees. You continue to scramble about on the ground, trying to stay out from under Shira's shadow, hir gaze, hir spell.

As Shira's shadow covers your entire form, you meep and try dive for cover, finding a fallen leaf to hide under, and take a moment to catch your breath. You could hear the soft sounds of insects walking around you, tiny flies buzzing about, but your heartbeat pounds too loud in your ears for any other noise to register. The tiny peek you do take out looks like it's from another world entirely. A tiny pebble you'd never have noticed is now a hill compared to you, and single grains of dirt are larger than that stone once was. Any one fallen leaf appears larger than your home, and the one you're under does make a rather spacious hiding space.

The ground beneath you shakes suddenly, causing you to gasp in fear. Shira has landed, from the feel of it, and shi's now walking around to try find you. Each footfall of the micro-dragoness sends another tremor through the ground, and a shiver down your spine. Shi might be only two inches tall, but to you right now, shi's the largest dragoness you've had to deal with in quite some time. The dim light around you is quickly replaced by the full sunlight, blinding you for a moment, more than enough time for Shira to grab you in a paw and bring you up to hir muzzle. "Gotcha..." shi rumbles, hir normally barely-understandable voice vibrating your entire body, hir now-cavernous maw right before you, open wide as shi speaks. "Now, to teach you your place, raptor, compared to dragons... even tiny, defenseless ones..."

Without warning, Shira drops you to the ground again, then promptly places hir right foot atop you, pinning you beneath it but not hurting you, yet. Shi moves hir foot slowly down your body, until the ball of hir foot presses right against your groin, and hir toes hang just above your muzzle, the dragoness slowly rubbing it. "Lick," shi purrs, "Serve me like you wanted me to do you, or I might get bored and simply step down on your pathetic little self. Besides, you can't even save yourself from someone who has to fear a fly swatter, so why should I have any mercy on you?" Though you shudder at the thought, shi isn't exaggerating at all; shi weighs several thousand tons relative to you, and an imperceptible twitch of hir paw would be enough to crush you.

Fearing for your life, and completely at the mercy of the tiny titaness, you simply obey and begin to lick at hir paw, slowly, almost cautiously. Hir purr rumbles through you, making your movements even more unsteady, the purr soon changing to a growl. "I said lick, Zed. I'm not a patient dragoness, you know, but I don't want you missing a spot either. Or do you just want me to crush you?" Meeping, you begin to work faster, squirming a bit as well to try lessen the feel of pressure on any one point of your body, despite making you feel even more helpless. Shira only adds to that feeling anytime shi presses down slightly harder, reminding you what shi'll do if you stop for a moment.

In time, Shira moves hir foot slowly up your body, the ball of hir foot next to receive your attentions, the little herm grinding it against your muzzle for a moment to tease you once again. Shi knows who has control this time, and mrrrrs deeply as you squirm against hir paw, a position shi has been in countless times before hirself. As shi continues to slide hir foot over you, you find yourself under the arch of hir foot, and the dragoness lowers hir paw nearly to the ground so you can reach. There's little light, and all that you can see is hir paw above you, the sole hovering ever-so-slightly above your muzzle so you can reach it, shifting with each breath the herm takes, but never moving very far away.

Though it seems like an eternity, you've barely spent half-an-hour beneath Shira's right paw before you finish working over hir heel, the dragoness pulling hir paw away from your muzzle and looking over it, grinning softly down at you. "Good work, little raptor..." shi purrs, "I can just imagine what it must taste like to have licked all the dirt and grime from my paws. Nobody's done that for me in ... ages. I can't even remember the last time someone was in your position. I'm glad you decided today was a good day to have fun, because I certainly am. Aren't you?" Shi knows you want to answer, shi moves hir left foot over you and holds your muzzle shut with two toes, the scent nearly making you gag. Hir grin widens even further as you can't answer. "You're enjoying this so much you're speechless... I'm so glad to hear that..."

Laughing, shi settles hir foot down atop you, pinning you roughly to the ground, your ribs creaking as another few 'pounds' of hir weight would crush you completely. However, shi's been your position so many times hirself shi knows first-paw exactly how much someone your size can take, and keeps you right at the limit. You wish shi would just end it, but shi's enjoying hirself far too much, another scent coming into the air around you, the herm using hir tail to enjoy hirself further. "Get to work on this paw too, Zed," shi commands, "I don't have all day." Shi then releases your snout so you can go to work, letting you start between those toes. You hold back a whimper as you start to lick again, a deep purr emanating from the dragoness.

While you work under hir left foot, shi continues to have fun with hirself, quite enjoying the power shi holds over you. Shi decides to give you something in return and starts to rub the ball of hir foot against you groin, up and down in a firm and steady motion, gradually coaxing your length out. You squeak out as shi starts rubbing right over your member, hir foot slowly sliding up you body, the arch now teasing it, followed by hir heel, moving hir foot along only once shi knows the spot you're licking is clean. "Give me a massage too, while you're at it. My left paw has been bothering me lately. Don't worry, I'll keep 'massaging' you too..." Shi purrs, grinding hir heel against your shaft, pressing down so hard that your pre can't work out of your body, the pressure increasing within you and making you even more sensitive.

Shivering and continuing to work over Shira's massive paw, the feelings continue to build within you, against your will. Out of instinct you start to move back against the foot that teases your sex, wanting to release, even at the cost of your dignity. The hormones in the air and the feeling within your shaft cloud your mind, leaving you momentarily unable to think of anything but Shira and hir paw against you. Hir mrrring deepens and vibrates your entire body, hir paw growing heavier upon you as you rub against it, your tongue making the dragoness above you shiver. Shi rubs you faster, stroking hirself faster as well, a few drops of hir juices splashing on the ground near you, throwing up boulder-sized flecks of dirt with each drip.

It's not long before you go over the edge, the dragoness lifting hir foot up slightly to let you climax, you seed splattering all over the sole of hir paw, some of it dripping back onto your own scales. It all comes out as one large spurt, from the pressure built up within you, and you go limp soon as you come off that peak. Shira grins and moves the cum-covered part of hir foot over your muzzle and rubs it against you. "Clean it up," hir mrrrs. You hesitate, but shi presses down harder until shi feels your tongue against hir again, and doesn't let up until you've cleaned off every drop of your seed.

When shi lets up, though, shi pulls hir foot completely away and looks down at you. "You're filthy," shi chuckles, looking at the dirt smeared across your scales, turning your body a dingy brown. "Guess I'll give you a shower..." With that, shi gives hirself a few last strokes with hir tail before shi climaxes, hir seed crashing down on you with the force of a waterfall, moving you along the ground as shi rides hir peak. Soon as shi comes off of that climax, shi shoves hir tail back into hir femslit and strokes hirself to climax again, this time standing directly over you and coating you in hir juices as they leak forth, the herm growling deeply in pleasure, then grinning down at you.

"That stone's effects will wear off in about a day," Shi purrs, "But I'd better keep you safe until then. We wouldn't want anyone larger finding you and taking advantage of your tiny size, would we?" With that, shi curls hir tail around your soaked form and stuffs you into hir femsex, clenching tightly around you and holding you in place as shi flies off, taking you to hir lair, and having as much fun with you as shi can over that twenty-four hours....

Altair's Halloween

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This was written for an 11th grade English class. It was a Halloween assignment, and the teacher provided us a list of lines that we had to choose from to start the story. Stuff like "There was a bump in the night..." or "A large shadow passed overhead..." I used one of the openings, of course, but I didn't take the kind of direction I think the teacher was expecting. I got a grade of 100% on the assignment, and the teacher suggested I submit it for possible inclusion in the high school's literary magazine. I declined, for reasons that should be obvious after you read this... apparently the teacher didn't pick up on it. Everyone else that has read this has, though.

This was written before I realized I was a herm dragoness, and while I was still using my old alias. I have changed quite a bit since then, but it's still a good and rather emotional story. It's also one of my gentler pieces, so if most of my writing is too extreme for you, perhaps this will be more to your liking. So, without further adieu, enjoy.

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Whirling and dipping in the sky, I looked down at the town below. It was Halloween, the one night a creature like myself could come out into public without having everyone run away screaming. I had heard stories before of that happening; I did not want to join those who had 'disappeared' that way. The street below was clear, so I took the chance and landed.

I became exactly six feet tall before anyone came by; usually, I was far smaller, around two inches in height. The coast was still clear, so I walked down the street, taking me towards the part of town that would be busiest tonight. There was one thing on my mind once I saw the throng of trick-or-treaters: candy. People stopped to look when they saw me, most to admire my 'costume'.

"Wow, look at him!" one shouted.

"Look at those wings! It's almost like they're moving," another remarked.

"His scales seem so real..." a third noted.

"Mommy, mommy! Look! A dragon!" a cute, 7-year-old girl said, pointing directly at me. I suppose I should pause here to explain. Yes, I am a dragon, but not one in the traditional, fire breathing, human-eating, almost savage sense. I'm an anthropomorphic dragon, meaning I'm actually quite human-like, but I still have the heart and soul of one of those great mythical beasts. Some might say I'm the best of both species. I change color with my mood - that night, I was a contented light blue. I do have sharp, ivory claws and wingtips, but I only use them for defense, or to scratch an annoying itch. Clothing is one thing I don't worry about; my 'anatomy' is kept inside a special, internal pouch, and I can never find items that fit anyway.

At six feet tall, as I was that night, my tail was nine feet in length. I don't have a tail-spade, like some of my brethren do; mine just tapers down to a soft point. My wings are my favorite, a full fifteen feet from tip to tip at that size. A human can never understand what it's like to fly like I do. I would have rather flown to where I was going that night, but I needed to walk to blend in, even on All Hallows Eve. Humans are not my favorite species, but there was one that I planned to visit while I had the chance.

But, back to the story. Along the way that night, I stopped at several houses, shouting, "Trick or treat!" loudly enough to scare some of the younger children. A few people asked if I was too old to be trick or treating (At 21, maybe I was, but free candy was too good to pass up.), but I just growled and held out my candy bag. I had my bag ¾ full by the time I reached his house, and I rang the bell. I made sure that no other trick-or-treaters were around beforehand, to ensure we would be alone. "Altair?" he said, addressing me.

"Michael?" I said, looking back at him. He was about 5'9", average build, with glasses on his brown eyes and darker brown hair. Pretty nondescript, really, especially since he wasn't wearing a costume.

"Come inside, Altair," he said, holding the door open for me. "No need to stay in the doorway." We are more alike than you might think. Aside from our physical differences, we were the same. It's a long story, but let's just say that I'm the embodiment of his dreams. At any rate, as soon as Michael asked me inside, he turned off the lights. We didn't want to be disturbed.

He took me to his bedroom, smiling at me. He usually was daydreaming of creatures of my kind, even when I wasn't around for this one night per year, so this was almost a dream come true for him. "What would you like to do?" I asked him. After all, if I could only visit once per year, I wanted to make this special for more than just my presence.

After thinking for a moment, Michael looked at me and said, "Maybe we could do what we did last year…" I chuckled at him, but I understood. There were some things that only this dragon could do for him, that only I could understand. He trusted my magic, and everything I did, making things easier for the both of us. I started by embracing him in a wing-hug, though, just pulling him closer to me.

We lied down on the bed, knowing we'd have the rest of the night. So, I began to work my magic, filling his dream as only I could. He started to shrink under the spell's effect, quickly becoming my own normal height of two inches. Normally, the thought of me being the larger one seemed a bit strange, but Michael was my other half, so it didn't seem to matter to me. His happiness was mine.

For a while, I just held him to my scales, keeping him warm on the cool, autumn night. He loved to be cuddled like a small teddy of some kind, just like me. He kissed the scales on my chest, causing me to let out a contented purr. Were we not two forms of the same being, we would probably have fallen in love. But instead, we just enjoyed each other's company, as two halves of a complex whole.

Michael looked up towards me, with a smile that I knew could only mean one thing. I purred louder as I realized it, knowing this was the one thing I had been looking forward to. What we did shall not be described here, though the omission will likely speak for itself, but suffice to say we were both warmed by the encounter. After, I cleaned him off, and held him to me again. His life was a lonely one, and I wanted to offer him what I could. He longed to live in my world, he dreamed of becoming me, but it was impossible. He had to stay here.

I held him through the night, keeping him safe in my warmth. "I... I wish you could stay..." he said sometime after midnight, with enough emotion to bring a tear to even a dragon's eye. In spirit, we were completely inseparable, but our physical forms could never coexist. He lived in his world; I lived in mine. I didn't want to live either, but I knew I had to leave soon, if I had any hope of making it home before dawn. If another human were to see me flying during the day, I don't think I'd want to know what would happen. Most humans couldn't begin to understand the relationship we had.

Three o'clock came around, the time I had to leave. I could feel my scales turned a darker, sadder blue as I let my human counterpart go, returning him to full size. "Until next year..." I said, trying not to show how I felt. He could only be as strong as he thought I was. Before Michael could say anything, I left, holding back a few tears.

As I flew home, I began to wonder: maybe I could stay, maybe I could live with Michael, maybe I could find a place in the human world. But all the maybe in the world wasn't enough. It was only three short hours until dawn, yet, as I reached my lair, I could tell it was going to be a long, dark night.

In the distance, a wolf howled at the crescent moon, a sad, lonely cry that expressed my feelings better than actual words could even describe. I laid down, staring straight at the ceiling, and did eventually manage sleep, though my reams were of making Michael's come true. It would be a long 364 days to wait, but I was already looking forward to next year.

Evenings with Zolino

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This was written from the perspective of my human counterpart. It was meant to explore feelings that I hadn't been able to delve into before. While I used to label this as "to be continued," I won't be continuing it; I've become comfortable with who I am. I'd say more, but I worded my thoughts quite eloquently when I first posted this back in 2003, so I'll just paste that, then lead into the story...

"I'm not sure what to title this one... or how to describe it. This one was actually written by my human back when he still very young, in high school, with a job at the local fast-food restaurant. He wrote this to find out more about himself, by keeping his mind open and trying to picture what he would do if he ever really did have the chance to live out the story."

"Yes, I do realize that this is impossible on Earth. However, I'd like to think that, in some alternate dimension, it is very possible and real. There were some questions I wanted to answer in this story, and I think I did. This is the first time I was able to admit to myself that I'm gay, among other things. And, since I've started writing this, I've learned that relationships are far deeper than what I've written here. I may add more to this, someday, sometime from now, if I think of something else to add, but that time may or may not come. That said, if only this could happen in this realm, I would consider myself the luckiest person alive..."

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Sunday evening

"I'm tellin' you, that girl's a hottie! Get her number!" Will shouted at me from the grill, gawking at the girl who had just pulled up to the second drive-through window.

"The only time anyone is 'hot' around here is mid-summer, when it's 105 degrees in the shade," I retorted, glaring back at him.

"Don't you like girls?" he asked, and not for the first time.

Tired of his insinuations, I answered him bluntly, "I don't like people." That seemed to shut him up, as he found something else to work on. Between his ill founded advice and homophobic attitude, Will was grinding my last nerve. It had been a long week – heck, a long month – and I was fed up with everything. Why did I bother getting this job in the first place? The manager told me it was time for my break, giving me a half-hour to think about that one.

Why couldn't that half-wit leave me alone? Just because I work at a fast-food restaurant doesn't mean I'm a people person. And that suggestion he made was absolutely infuriating. I had never even been out on a date; I had yet to meet someone that I would really want to be with. But my time on break was up before I could finish thinking about my arguments, so back to work I went, the thoughts still in the back of my mind.

Things were still painfully slow, not unusual for eight o'clock on a Sunday night. As was usual for this time of night, I was left to juggle both the front counter and second drive-through window. It had been at least fifteen minutes since our last order, and I had started cleaning up the counter area when a car finally came through. I mumbled something under my breath about the lazy people coming through this time of night even as I filled the order. It was all I could do to muddle through another obscenely dull night.

Sabrina, the girl who was taking the order and working the first window, chimed in on my headset, "That drink is light ice... and don't make any... comments to this... person at your window." I sighed, not wanting to deal with yet another rude customer. But as soon as she pulled up to the window, all m thoughts floated away. She wasn't just another human. For the first time in my life, I was face-to-face with an anthro, something I'd always dreamed of.

Completely dumbfounded, I stood looking out the window at her – she definitely looked like a female – trying to comprehend this. She could best be described as a dragon, but she didn't have scales. Her skin was purple, as were her tightly-folded wings. "Gods, she's beautiful", I thought as I regained my senses, remembering that I had a job to do.

"Thank you," she said, much to my embarrassment. Had I said that out loud? "You're handsome, for a human, anyway."

"Wow... uh, thanks!" I couldn't believe my ears. Here was a beautiful dragoness, and she thought I was handsome! Without even giving it a conscious thought, I blurted out the advice Will had given me so many times before. "Can I have your phone number?"

With a warm smile, she nodded and gave me her number. "I'm Zolino," she told me, finally giving me a name to go with that gorgeous face.

"Zolino..." I repeated, almost entranced by her. "I... I'm..." Great. I couldn't even remember my own name. Hopefully she didn't notice me glancing down at my name tag as I said, "I'm Michael. Nice to meet you, Zolino. Here's your food..." I gave her the food, slightly disappointed that she'd be leaving in a moment. "Good... good night. I'll call... sometime."

Taking her order, Zolino replied, "Good night, Michael. I'll hear from you, I hope." With that cheerful remark, she drove off, leaving me alone. I wanted to scream or start running around the kitchen, but this was work, and I needed to act professional. But, for the rest of the night, nothing got me down. I think I set the record for clean up that evening; I couldn't get Zolino out of my mind.

Tuesday afternoon

It was two days before I could get enough nerve to call Zolino; I didn't know what to say. The last thing I wanted to sound like was some unintelligent punk, like 90% of the guys back at high school. So I called her, with nothing in mind, just hoping not to make a fool of myself. "Hello?" I said meekly, "Is Zolino there?"

"Just a sec," the voice on the line said before yelling, "Hey! Sis! Phone!" I couldn't help but laugh, not just at the typical, teenage, sibling indifference, but at the utter absurdity of what I was doing. I figured I was insane at this point, figuring I had finally seen one too many cartoons or spent too much time daydreaming.

"Hello?" Zolino's voice said warmly, breaking my cold chain of thought.

"Um... Hi? Zolino? This is Michael... from the drive through." Great introduction. That must have sounded real smooth.

"Hey, Michael! I didn't think you'd call!" Well, that was a slight relief; she was actually glad to hear from me. "How have you been?"

"I'm okay, I guess." I answered. Gradually, we each told the other our life story. In about twenty minutes, I learned a lot about Zolino. She's only a year older than me, and struck me as very intelligent and carefree by the way she was talking. Zolino said there were others like her in her neighborhood – that is, other anthros. It seemed unbelievable, that there could be even more like Zolino somewhere. Surely it would have made the news by now. She said she lived alone, but her family came to visit pretty often; at least more often than she would have liked.

I don't remember how we got on the subject, but I eventually asked, "What are you doing this weekend, anyway?" Maybe I was just trying to continue on a conversation, maybe I wanted to know what her kind did over the weekend, or maybe I was subconsciously thinking something more.

Whatever my motives were, Zolino had a simple answer. "Nothing. What about you?"

"I'm working Friday night, but I'm not doing anything Saturday or Sunday... would you... want to get together?" Gods, what was I thinking? That was the absolute dumbest, most inappropriate, least intelligent thing I'd ever –

"Sure!"

"What?" I exclaimed in disbelief. I pinched myself while holding the phone, wondering if this was just a wonderful dream. The resulting twinge of pain proved I was wide awake, and that this was real.

Zolino broke the awkward silence. "Saturday afternoon, over here?"

Somewhere in the back corner of my mind, reason was screaming at me to hang up the phone now, forget this far-fetched fantasy, and tell myself this never happened. But, like I had in daydreams for years before, I silenced the thought. My dream was finally coming true, and I didn't want to let it slip away. "What time should I come over?"

"Two o'clock?"

"All right, see you then." I told Zolino as I hung up the phone. It took several seconds for it all to sink in before I finally collapsed on my bed, spending the rest of the day wondering what might transpire on Saturday.

Saturday afternoon

Shortly before two o'clock, I arrived at Zolino's house. It wasn't bad looking, with it's brick exterior and well-kept yard, but it did seem a little small. Of course, I was used to seeing full-family houses, so it probably was plenty of space for her. Not that it really mattered. I was here. I felt nervous like never before; this was the closest I'd ever been to a date. Gathering up my courage, I rang the doorbell and smiled when Zolino answered.

"I brought you some, um... flowers, Zolino," I stuttered, handing her a small bouquet I bought that morning. She looked even more beautiful than before, I thought, as she led me inside.

"Want a drink?" Zolino offered, once we were in the living room.

"A soda?" I said, wondering what she'd have here. No sooner than I said it, Zolino went into the kitchen and brought out a can of Coke for me. Not my favorite, but I was working up a nervous thirst. "So... um... why were you... I mean... what made you want... me to... visit?" This seems too good to be true, I added silently.

"You're the first human who didn't act weird around me," Zolino answered simply, taking a sip of her drink, "What about you, Michael, any special reason you like me?"

That was a question I'd spent a lifetime thinking about, and had yet to explain why. "I... I don't know. I, I've mean... I've always..."

Zolino sat down next to me and placed her hand on my arm. "You don't have to be shy, Michael, just say something. I won't be mad," She had such a way with words, and here I was, babbling like an idiot.

"I've always liked dragons and anthros, even since I was just a little kid." It was the truth, even if I couldn't explain why I felt that way. I'd also dreamt of other things, but this was far closer to any of my dreams that I'd dared to hope could happen.

With a smile, Zolino nodded to me. "Say, want to go to my room?" Before I could answer, she was already going to another room on the other side of the house. I followed; I just had to know what she was doing. Her room was simple, with a bed, small desk and chair, a closet, and a single light in the ceiling, leaving plenty of extra floor space. "We can get comfortable in here," Zolino explained somewhat cryptically. I had heard of more than one way to get comfortable before.

I sat on the edge of her bed, thanking her. She was still standing in front of the bed, tail moving idly behind her. I noticed a... bulge? Yes, there was a bulge in her pants, that I couldn't quite describe. "What..." I started to ask, but thought better of it. That didn't seem like a polite question.

The look on my face must have given my thoughts away though, prompting Zolino to answer. "I'm a herm," Zolino explained, stopping mid-sentence as she saw my bewilderment. Zolino is a herm, I thought before fainting on the bed. It was a good fifteen minutes later when I woke again, feeling Zolino's hand on my chest. She – no, shi I remembered – was a herm.,.. I didn't mind at all, I just was completely surprised. "You okay, Michael?" Zolino asked, with more than a hint of concern in hir voice.

"I... I'm okay, Zolino. Just surprised." I was more than surprised, but something compelled me to stay – an illogical desire to know more. What did shi look like under those clothes...?

"I'm getting warm," Zolino said, "Mind if I slip out of these?"

This was impossible, but it was happening right before my eyes. "No... why would I mind?" I said louder than I meant to, once again feeling like an absolute fool. I didn't deserve this, this honor of having a dream come true, but I was here, watching this beautiful anthrodragoness undress. It was if shi could read my mind.

Zolino chuckled softly at my openness, like a good friend would. "Why don't you take your clothes off too?" Shi suggested innocently enough, but I wasn't sure if I could. A part of me wanted to, but something else wanted me not to. "Relax, I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to."

I'm sure my misgivings were obvious from the look on my face. The only talk about having things like this happen was from overhearing conversations in the hallways of the high school. But, even though I didn't quite know why, I wanted to do this. I had dreams of this for so long I wasn't going to let it go now. A minute later, we were both naked, laying together on Zolino's bed.

"You're a handsome human, Michael." Zolino said, again rubbing hir hand on my chest. Shi was warm, much warmer than I felt right now.

"And, Zolino, you're... beyond beautiful...' I had to think of the words carefully, but I meant every one of them. This was the first time I'd felt another's loving caress across my unclothed form, and I'll never forget that moment. I rolled over to embrace Zolino in a hug, to feel hir warmth surround me.

With a soft mmmm, Zolino returned the hug, even wrapping hir wings around my back, the leathery surface acting like a blanket. "See? I don't bite, you can share anything you want with me..." shi stopped short in speaking, as if shi wanted to say something but catching hirself just in time. I didn't ask what shi was going to say. I was enjoying the feeling of hir body and wings too much to ruin the moment.

This is paradise, I thought, pulling myself in closer. Zolino had more ideas, embracing me in a sudden kiss. "Ohhh..." I cried, allowing myself to go limp in hir arms. I had never been kissed before, but Zolino continued to hold me tight, hir long, slender tongue freely exploring my mouth. My mind was a blur. All I could think of was that instant, and letting the feelings flow through me.

I had hugged Zolino to warm myself, but a different kind of warmth was building within me now. This was the most arousing, almost electrifying feeling I had ever experienced, and my cock had responded, its hardening form rubbing against Zolino's stomach. Embarrassment had become the least of my concerns now; there was a dormant feeling being awakened by this undeniably beautiful, sensuous dragoness...

Zolino must have felt the same as shi broke off our kiss with a smile. Shi ran hir hand down my side and gently held my cock within it, sending a shiver down my spine. "May I?" shi asked playfully. I managed a soft nod, which was all shi needed to see.

Pulling hirself even closer o me, I felt something at the tip of my cock. Before I knew what shi was doing, I felt my member inside of hir. I gasped, frozen. Sensory overload had to be kicking in by now, as I felt hir warm, most walls surround my arousal. Seeing my confusion, since I was definitely at a loss, Zolino whispered into my ear, "Do anything you think you want. I'm yours." Another long, passionate kiss dispelled my thoughts as I slowly began to thrust inside of hir.

Nothing could have pulled us apart in that beautiful moment. With every thrust into hir, the feeling seemed to amplify even further. As I moaned loudly, Zolino let out hir own soft, draconic growl of pleasure. Hir own member was sliding out of its sheath, making us both hotter still. With both climaxed in the same moment. With an almost inhuman cry, I felt my seed rush into hir as shi shuddered with ecstasy. I knew that I never wanted to leave, not in a thousand years. We just laid there for a while, my member still inside of hir. "I... I..."

"Shhh, don't talk," Zolino said, silencing me. There were no words for this, I realized. Hir member was still noticeable between us, and I felt a need to do something. I pulled myself out of Zolino and slid down hir body, placing hir cock in front of my face. "Hmmm?" was all shi could get out before I gave it a long lick, the only thing I could think to do. Zolino let out another pleasured growl; shi must have liked what I was doing. Acting purely on instinct, I took hir cocktip into my mouth, letting the warm flesh rub along my tongue. Hir member was already several inches long, and it still wasn't at its full length. It was too big for me to take it all the way into my mouth like I thought I could, but I wasn't about to complain. Somehow, this seemed even better than what we had done just a few minutes before.

Shivering with pleasure, Zolino growled, "You'rrrrre wonderrrrrful..." pulling my head closer to hir. Hir member was at its full length now – right around twelve inches – and the tip was throbbing inside my mouth. The taste of hir pre was intoxicating, like nothing I had ever tasted before. I moved my hands onto hir shaft to rub it; there was definitely no way I could take it all into my mouth without suffocating.

My touch was sending even more shivers through Zolino, and I could feel hir member growing warmer in my hands. Shi tried to speak, "You... yourrrr" but was cut off as shi let out a roar as shi came. My mouth was filled with hir seed, and I swallowed it with an almost alien eagerness before another wave filled my mouth again. Hir climax lasted for several seconds, but eventually, it stopped.

We both were breathless, but I don't think I'd ever felt better. I knew what I was now, or at least had some idea. If not gay, I was at least bi, not that I had to tell anyone about that realization. Zolino broke the silence, "So... you're open minded..." shi gasped, "Most humans aren't..."

"Most humans... wouldn't be... with you..." We both laughed at that thought. Most people probably would go to the nearest asylum and check in if Zolino walked by. If only this were a perfect world, I thought, we could be a couple together...

"I know," Zolino said, "I want you to stay, but that can't happen, can it?"

Odd, I knew I hadn't said that out loud. Not this time. "How did you know I was thinking that?" I asked, just out of curiosity.

"I'm psychic, Michael, didn't I tell you? Guess not..." Zolino looked almost sorry that shi hadn't said anything before, but I didn't care.

"It's fine, Zolino, my memory isn't any better. Besides, if you're telepathic, I might not even need the phone to talk with you... could you... 'hear' my thoughts if I wasn't right here?" I hoped so. This was a dream come true, and knowing that we could talk any time we wanted could make leaving and returning to the mundane world at least a little easier.

Zolino thought for a moment, eyes closed in deep concentration. "If you let me read them and really concentrate, it should work, no matter where you are." I let out an almost relieved sigh. It was comforting to know I could talk to hir anytime, anywhere without anyone knowing.

The sound of a ringing telephone interrupted us, as Zolino had to leave me alone for a moment to answer the phone. "You have to leave now, Michael. My father is on his way here to visit, and he hates humans. He wouldn't understand... He'd never let you leave alive..."

I placed my hand on hir arm like shi had done earlier, trying to offer some consolation, "If we care for each other, is there really anything to understand?" It made sense, and Zolino seemed to have known what I said, even if shi wouldn't admit it. But I didn't want to take a chance, just in case hir father was really that set in his ways.

"You're right," shi said, embracing me in another hug, "Will you come see me again?"

Smiling, I gave Zolino a last kiss on the cheek. "I promise." We finally let each other go with those words. Soon, we will meet again, I thought as I put my clothes back on and left. As I drove home, I tried Zolino's telepathy idea. "I miss you already," I told hir.

Even though I was already several miles away, hir voice sounded like shi was right next to me. "And I, you, Michael... can you come again next weekend, same time?"

"Of course," I told hir, "I'll see you then...' That was all I had hoped to hear, and I started singing along with the radio in that joy.

Thursday Evening

I couldn't get Zolino out of my mind for more than a moment. How could I? Shi was a dream come true: beautiful, friendly, open-minded, and was so big, I –

"Hey, Michael, you're late coming back from break!" The manager yelled. I cursed under my breath; that was the second time in a row that I'd been late. "You okay? You've been out of it lately." Boy, that was wrong, I just wasn't 'into' work like I should have been, since my mind was on other things.

"I'm fine," I said, "So are you going to clock me back in?" I just wanted to go home, but my shift wasn't over for another three hours. I'd love to find a better job one of these days...

The Second Saturday

I got to Zolino's twenty minutes early, because I couldn't wait to see hir again. We had kept in touch with hir telepathy, but I still wanted hir to hold me again, to feel hir warm body against mine, and to feel hir wings wrap around me to shut out the world. Zolino smiled as shi answered the door, and led me inside. "Early?"

"I couldn't wait, Zolino," It was the truth, at least, even if I did sound a bit stupid. Gods, I was lucky to be with such a beautiful dragoness...

"You're too sweet," shi said, apparently catching my thoughts, "Busy week, Michael?"

I nodded and told hir about my week: the usual, boring, mundane stuff that seems to be a part of life. We exchanged our usual small talk, but Zolino took the first opportunity to suggest we go to hir bedroom that I let hir have, and a tried to hint at that as quickly as I could. Shi knew I wanted to.

Zolino looked at me carefully, curiously, like there was something shi wanted to say but didn't know where to begin. "Michael, is there some fantasy you have?"

Odd question, I thought, but shi probably already knew anyway. "Well, I've always... wanted to... um..." Zolino placed hir hand gently on my shoulder as I stuttered through my speech, easing me through, "To be... tiny..."

"Tiny?" shi said playfully, "I can do that, if you want..."

"Sure!" I shouted, before I really thought about what I was asking for and said. I could remember, even back in grade school, dreaming I was just a few inches tall. Of course, that young, I didn't even know what sex was – wait a second, were my clothes getting looser?

I must have zoned out for a moment, because Zolino had already taken hir clothes off. "Relax," shi told me. "Take off your clothes if you want and let the magic work. My magic works only if you're willing; I can't force you, so if you don't want to..."

"I... I want to..." I said, imagining my dream come true. A moment later, I was laying on top of Zolino, naked. I relaxed like shi told me to, and felt a strange coolness as the spell took effect. It was slow at first, but I started shrinking from my normal height of 5'11" pretty quickly once it started. Zolino locked hir eyes with mine, lovingly drawing me in with hir hands and embracing me in a deep kiss. I loved the feel of hir tongue exploring my mouth, so I let hir have hir way with me.

And all the while, I was shrinking! I didn't want to be too small on this first time, so I started to resist the magic, stopping my height at just above three feet tall. Zolino knew what I was thinking, and nodded, carefully rolling off the bed, taking me with hir. From my view now, shi looked close to thirteen feet tall, just large enough to be dangerous, if shi wanted to be.

But Zolino didn't strike me as dangerous at all as shi let out a playful growl and 'menacingly' spread hir wings. I pretended to be scared, I guess I was a little nervous, but I just thought about what was coming. "Relax, I wouldn't hurt you," shi telepathically reassured me, and I felt another wave of coolness overtake me as shi masterfully wove another spell, some spell of protection was my guess. Shi must have know what I had hoped for.

Shi was getting aroused looking down at me, and I took hir cocktip into my mouth, feeling the warm, smooth flesh slide over my tongue. Zolino started to thrust softly into me, slowly forcing hirself deeper into my mouth and throat. It was almost like being impaled on a warm spear, but it didn't hurt for even a moment. Shi growled with pleasure as my throat muscles worked around hir cock. My face was buried into hir stomach, hir scent filling the air around me. It was irresistible; I could feel hir pulse through hir cock as it filled me.

And then, shi came. Hir waves of seed filled my stomach, leaving a nice, warm sensation. Shi looked down at me and smiles; it was only then I really noticed how aroused I had become. Shi quickly withdrew hirself and kneeled down before me, then gave my own member a long, slow lick with hir agile tongue. It was all I needed. I shivered at the touch even as I came, letting hir take my seed the way I had taken hirs.

Zolino picked me off the ground, holding me like a small child, or an oversized stuffed animal. "You're such a kind lover..." shi said, looking into my eyes. I could somehow feel the magic flowing from hir in that moment, and I decided to let the shrinking effect continue. I became smaller still, this time stopping at around eleven inches tall.

"I'd like to do that again," I told hi, pressing my face into hir chest. Shi nodded and lowered me to hir still-erect member, only thing time, I was laying on top of it. Oddly, I felt a strange feeling of power, even as small as I was, knowing I could still please Zolino. Shi sat down on the edge of the bed, so I could stand on it and still reach hir cock, giving me one more way to enjoy myself as I pleasured hir. As if pleasuring hir wasn't enjoyable enough by itself!

For a few moments, I just laid still atop Zolino's member, feeling the heat from it flow through me. I pressed my face against hir cocktip once I was read, taking a long sniff of hir alluring scent, then giving a tender lick across it.

"Ohh... you sure you've never done this beforrrrre..." shi said, growling softly with pleasure as shi tried to talk. I looked back up at hir just long enough to shake my head 'no' before giving hir another lick, and being thanked with a faceful of pre. Zolino put hir hand around both me and hir member and slowly started rubbing back and forth. I wriggled nervously at first, but then I moaned softly as I felt my cock rubbing against hirs. Shi was just trying to make this even more enjoyable for both of us.

Even as Zolino rubbed, though, I managed to keep my face just in front of hir cocktip, drinking in gulp after gulp of pre as it splashed onto my face. It was getting hotter, and I knew shi would come soon. I was ready for that. Zolino wasn't being quite so gentle now, but I felt my own climax building as shi worked away. It was an almost unearthly feeling, and I loved it.

Then, for the second time this afternoon, shi came, sending a thick wave of white over my head. In the same moment, I did the same, leaving my seed on hir member. Zolino laid back on the bed, which made hir cock fall on top of me. I felt the thick, hot flesh hit me, almost burying me into Zolino's stomach under its weight. I couldn't move, but I didn't care. And Zolino seemed to be enjoying this as much as I was.

It took a few minutes for Zolino to realize I was under hir member, but shi did eventually help me out from under it. Shi sat up and held me in hir hands, smiling back down at me. "Have fun?" shi asked, chuckling softly as shi noticed I was still hard from the experience. All I could do was nod, though, because I was completely spent both physically and sexually. Shi hugged me into hir breasts as shi laid back down, embracing me in a warm hug. I stretched out my arms and tried hugging hir as best as I could, given my size, but Zolino just laughed.

I had never felt so comfortable, so at ease around someone before, but Zolino was making me fall in love. "If this is a dream, I hope I never wake up", I thought, as shi cuddled me close, lulling me to sleep. I didn't take long to doze off in hir arms...

That Night

When I woke up, I saw Zolino had fallen asleep too. But even as shi slept, hir magic was still working; I hadn't grown an inch. I moved around a bit to try loosen up my muscles, waking up Zolino in the process. Shi yawned softly, then looked down at me from over hir muzzle. "That was a nice nap..." As shi spoke, I couldn't help but notice hir teeth and long tongue in hir maw. For a moment, I wanted to crawl inside there, just to see what it was like, but I was too big. "We could fix that," shi reminded me, as shi caught onto my thoughts. "What would you really like to do?"

That was a wide-open question if I'd ever heard one. I thought about it for a moment, going back to all the fantasies I'd ever had. Before I said anything, I let hir magic start shrinking me again, something that raised hir curiosity. "I was to be just a toy, Zolino" I said, "For you to do anything you want with..." I almost gasped at my own words. What was I thinking?

"Okay," shi said, standing up next to the bed and placing me just in from of hir. I had kept shrinking: 6"... 5½"... 5"... I knew how small I wanted to be, and Zolino smiles as shi saw my still-shrinking form. Eventually, I stopped when I was barely the size of his smallest toe claw, probably a half-inch. And that made Zolino look like 912 feet of powerful anthrodragoness, looming over me.

With a faked sinister chuckles, Zolino placed hir big toe on top of me and 'gently' pressed me into the floor. "Now, you're going to do exactly what I tell you or..." shi pressed down on me harder with hir toe, making the message clear. I knew shi was only playing, but the thought of hir being able to crush me like that was exciting. While I still could, I told hir what I hoped shi would do, even though shi certainly of capable of ordering me to do anything shi could think of.

For a moment, Zolino just stood with hir toe on me, hir foot odor filling the air. It wasn't overpowering, but it certainly added to the atmosphere, and my feeling of powerlessness. When shi stepped off of me a few moments later, I saw hir cock was starting to come out of hiding again, its tip glistening with pre. Shi placed me on the slick tip without saying a word. Shi didn't really need to; I started rubbing myself against it immediately. A wave of pre nearly sent me flying to the ground, but I held on for dear life, rubbing firmly against it.

Zolino let out a deep rumble of pleasure, sending shivers through my tiny form. I pressed my face into hir cocktip and took a lick, getting another mouthful of pre in the process. Another rumble drove me on, as I was just barely holding on to hir now; I gave another lick. That did it, as this time I was greeted by a tsunami of hir seed, sending me helplessly through the air. Zolino put hir paw right in front of hir cock to catch me, and held me just in front of hir cocktip as each white wave surged forth. I almost could have gone swimming, as I drank my fill from hir paw.

With a soft chuckle, Zolino smiled down at my white-covered form. Shi probably didn't think I wanted to stay coated like that for good, so shi lifted me up to hir muzzle, then licked me right out of hir hand. I mmmmed with pleasure as hir tongue ran along my already hardened cock. Shi kept me inside hir mouth, sucking on me like a piece of candy until I came, leaving little more than a drop of my seed on hir tongue. So warm and comfortable...

We were both in paradise. I was loving every touch, being subjected to Zolino's every whim; shi must have enjoyed the feeling of power. There was nothing in the world except us. I never wanted to leave – the the doorbell rang. "Oh no..." Zolino said, barely speaking above a whisper, "Father said he was going to set me up with someone he liked, but I didn't think it would be this soon..."

Paradise lost? I didn't think it was that much of a disaster, yet. "Could I just hide somewhere?" I suggested. There didn't seem to be a better solution.

"But where, Michael? If I put you somewhere, I might lose you..."

I thought about that for a second. I was half an inch tall, and there were plenty of places I could fit in to hide. But if Zolino thought I'd get lost if shi put me somewhere... wait, Zolino had hir own hiding spot! "Maybe you could put me in there?" I said, looking at hir feminine sex. I didn't like the idea much either, but there wasn't time to be rational.

"You've got to be..." shi started to say, but the doorbell rang again, cutting hir off mid-sentence. Shi took one look at me, then carefully held me in hir paw. With a slightly sad smile, shi put me deep inside hir, into complete darkness. It was impossible to see anything, but I could still feel the hot, moist walls around me, keeping me warm as I hid. I felt the walls move around me, but I tried to hold still, hoping not to arouse hir to add to an already complex situation.

How long I was there, I couldn't guess. Maybe ten minutes, maybe an hour; I wasn't particularly comfortable, no matter how long it was. Zolino shivered a few times, making me nervous. What if hir protective spell wasn't strong enough...? But I trusted hir, even as I waited, as if I could do anything else. Then I felt something else, pushing me further inside. "What the heck?" I thought, and whatever it was pulled away, then slammed into me again. It was getting warmer now, and I squirmed even more uncomfortably than before.

But it seemed like every time I moved, it just made things worse. Wait, now I knew what was going on. Zolino was having sex with whoever came over, and had forgotten about me! I started to panic with the realization; this was the last place I wanted to be in, especially at this size. I slid down to the cocktip of Zolino's partner and started pounding on it, hoping the other person would notice, but it seemed to only arouse them both further. It wasn't long, though, before I felt a wave of seed crash over me. The warmth and physical pounding had taken a toll on me, as I fell unconscious inside Zolino...

The Next Morning

I woke up to find Zolino holding me tightly to hir, crying. Shi had returned me to my normal size while I Was out. Though I still felt a little woozy, at least I was okay. "Zolino?" I said, "What's wrong?"

That was enough to at least get hir attention. Shi looked into my eyes, probably reading my mind during the silence. "You're okay?" shi asked. I nodded, gently wiping a tear from hir eye. Once shi stopped crying, Zolino told me what happened. The date her father had set hir up with (also a dragon, coincidentally) was very forceful, and had raped hir after shi asked him to leave. Shi had already filed a report, but shi said that I was the one shi really worried about. "If something had happened to you..."

All I could do was hug hir, because I didn't know what to say. I hadn't enjoyed it either, and I hated that other dragon for treating Zolino like that. So I laid down with Zolino and held hir, hoping things would be back to normal someday...

Four Months Later

It took a while, but we proved lucky. The case went well, and that other dragon earned a long time in jail. Zolino and I had become closer through that time. We went to dinner out once in a while (usually taking the back room during the mid-afternoon), went to the beach a few times at night, and spent a lot of time alone with each other. We still played around like we always had; Zolino knew I was nothing like that dragon, that I would never hurt hir. I trusted hir the same way, even when shi shrank me to the point where I was powerless to resist hir whims. There had to be something between us, love, maybe? I didn't know what else to call it.

Zolino told hir father shi didn't want him to set hir up any more dates. He was a bit reluctant at first, but he eventually agreed to it. I was trying to get away from work more often to spend time with hir, and I thought about moving in with hir more than once. But I was still happy to visit every chance I could, still dreaming about how I wished things could be.

It was a rainy Friday afternoon as I pulled up to Zolino's house once again. I brought a pizza from the local pizzeria for dinner, hoping this would be another fun evening. Just the two of us, alone together; that was all I really wanted. Zolino had given me a key, so I just let myself in and put the pizza in the kitchen. "Zolino, it's me!" I called out, just in case shi didn't hear me come in. I heard nothing though. The house was silent.

"Hello?" I yelled again, starting to worry. I had just spoken with Zolino earlier that afternoon, and things were fine. Shi said shi'd be waiting for me. And yet, here I was, with no sign of hir. I couldn't help but cry, until I heard someone else walk in the door. "H... hello?" I was seriously worried. Who was it?

Zolino walked in, apparently knowing I had already come in. Shi walked into the kitchen and hugged me, smiling. "You came over early, didn't you?" shi asked playfully, hugging me with hir wings. "I was just out on an evening jog; it's fun running in the rain. Michael, I don't know why you worry about me so much." Of course I worried, though, because I had never been that close to someone before, but this wasn't the time for saying that. Besides, I figured shi knew that already. A soft nod from hir told me I was right.

"If you're hungry, I picked up a pizza," I said. If shi wasn't hungry, I was, at least.

"Lead the way," shi said with a chuckle. We ate, chatting for a while about whatever crossed our minds. I never got tired of hearing hir voice, or just looking at hir. After all, this was my dream come true. For a moment, I thought of myself as an anthrodragon like Zolino, but I knew that was impossible. Even dreams have their limits sometimes, not that I was really complaining; I was with Zolino, after all, someone who cared for me. What else could I have wanted?

Zolino suggested we go to hir room after dinner. I knew what that meant. Once in hir room, we both took off our clothes, just to be sure we got comfortable. At first, we just laid down with each other, Zolino holding me with hir wings and running hir hands across my chest. Shi was still hot and sweaty from hir run; I loved it. "Zolino... would you make me smaller?" Before I could even finish the sentence, I felt the brief chill Zolino's magic always brought on. A few minutes later, I was six inches tall, laying on hir stomach. I pressed my face gently into hir, taking in the scent, giving Zolino an occasional, soft kiss. Just being with this dragoness was enough to make my happy, and I seemed to have the same effect on hir.

Shi let me rest on top of hir for a while; shi seemed to be getting aroused by it, hir cock came out of its sheath and started rubbing against me, sending shivers through my spine. "Michael, I think I'll take a bath now," Zolino said, gently picking me up in hir hand, "Want to come with me?" I nodded; I could imagine what shi might do with me. Zolino held me in hir paw, taking me into the bathroom with hir. I heard the muffled sound of a faucet turning on, then shi placed me on the edge of the tub as shi got in, stretching out hir legs. I didn't see hir put any soap in the water, either, but couldn't tell if it was intentional or not.

When Zolino turned off the water, it was halfway to hir chest as shi sat, legs outstretched. Zolino picked me up again, gently putting me into the water. I thought for a moment, then let myself shrink even further, down to 1/8" tall, more than small enough to make the tub into a pool. Now Zolino looked like more than half-a-mile of beautiful anthrodragoness, and I was little more than an insect to hir at this size. "Want to go underwater>" shi asked, using telepathy since hir voice would probably have been incomprehensible to my ears.

"Sure," I said, thinking about what was under there. A chill let me know Zolino was working hir magic again. I felt like I could breathe underwater, so I dived under, heading into the depths. Zolino's cock was just peeking out of its sheath, and it was easy to see as I dove, so I swam for it. At my current size, I could have even crawled inside. But, at least for now, I just pressed myself against hir cocktip, giving a long, slow lick, and I was rewarded with Zolino's soft growl of pleasure, a rumbling I could feel throughout my entire body.

As hir cock slid forth, I swam around it, rubbing myself on the warm flesh. I loved the feel of it as I pressed myself against it, how I could almost feel hir pulse. When it finally came to its full length, I swam back to hir cocktip. Even though the water, a splash of pre coated me, reminding me of my size. Taking a deep breath, I swam into hir cock, feeling the warm, slick surfaces around me. I swam against the waves of pre as they came forth, feeling Zolino's growls rumble through me.

And then, we both came at the same moment. I couldn't even try to fight the see as it shot me out, sending me into the air with its force. I flew for several seconds before splashing down in the water again, going deep under before I could swim back to the surface. Zolino smiled down at me, scooping me up with hir paw. Shi then put me into hir mouth and sucked on me like a piece of candy. I needed no encouragement to thrust my still-aroused cock against hir long tongue as it pressed against me, quickly bringing me to another climax. So warm, so comfortable, I didn't feel like I could have left hir.

Zolino let me out of hir mouth, placing me back on the edge of the tub so I could watch hir. The water flowed over hir form so smoothly, like a waterfall. I just looked on as shi moved with effortless grace, impossibly agile for someone hir size. When shi was done, shi held hir towel in front of me. "Want a ride?" shi said with a playful smile. I wasn't sure what shi was suggesting, but I climbed on anyway, holding on tightly to the cloth.

Once I was in place, Zolino started drying off, rubbing both the towel and me across hir body. Shi took hir time, especially around hir sheath, letting me feel the smooth skin of hir body up close. It was indescribable... when shi had completely dried off, shi took me back into hir paw, closing my eyes contently as shi closed hir fingers around me. "You like being small, don't you?" Zolino asked telepathically.

"Of course I do," I answered, even though I thought it was a rhetorical question. "I wouldn't have let you shrink me if I didn't." It was weird, but being so small, so powerless, was arousing for me. Even more arousing was knowing I could 'help' Zolino's arousal, even when shi was several hundred times my size. But I knew shi would never hurt me; shi was just playing. There was something between us I felt, something closer, deeper than what we did ever really showed... love?

I thought about that for a while, but I couldn't think of anything else to call it. We trusted each other, cared, shared our personal thoughts, and yes, yiffed each other every now and then. But knowing that Zolino was there for me, even if I was feeling down, that's what really drew me to hir. My thoughts were interrupted as Zolino let me out onto the bed, then sat down next to me. Gathering up all the courage I had, I said "Zolino... I... I love you."

For a moment, Zolino said nothing. I started to worry. But then shi smiled, "I love you too, Michael... if you want to stay, I could find room for you..." That would be nice if we could always be together. After all, I was coming over here every spare hour I had. I didn't really have to work where I was now; I could ask to be transferred to another restaurant. For the first time, I actually wanted to be with someone, never to be alone again. While I was thinking, Zolino held me to hir chest, embracing me in the closest thing to a hug we could share given my current size. I smiled and said nothing more; something told me Zolino already knew anyway. We just laid there, together, for the rest of the night, as two inseparable lovers...