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The young teen dragon rested on his bed. The mattress sheets bore images of gold coins and diamonds for decoration, the pillowcases colored a similarly metallic shade. Red lines crisscrossed the black heavy blanket at his feet, mimicking a cooling lava flow. Movie posters hung from the wall along with this year's Feral Fantasy Dragons calendar. A large cabinet and medium-sized dresser took up the rest of his wall space. The stand next to his bed held a hulking, old TV with his PlayTerminal 1 and 2 on the shelves beneath it.

Almost a week had passed since Intrigue's encounter with a strange serpentine being in the town's small park. The creature had infected him with its aphrodisiac venom and taken advantage of the dragon, filling him with sensations he could never have imagined even in his wildest dreams. In the course of the encounter, it had transformed him into a dragoness. He shivered, recalling the overpowering stimulation of the snake's throbbing hemipenses lodged inside his changed body.

In the end, the creature offered him access to all its powers and the dragoness eagerly agreed. The shadowy being had entered and merged with her, adding his male sex to the new feminine form. She returned home afterwards, only transitioning back to her birth sex a block away.

He glanced down at his flat chest; a t-shirt covered his black belly scales. A small bulge creased his jeans, his penis reacting to wistful memories of a well-rounded body. His blue tail flicked about restlessly. He had briefly shifted back into his alternate genders throughout the week, always in the privacy of his bedroom or the bathroom, but didn't dare cut loose with any of his new powers while his parents or siblings were in the house.

"Intrigue?"

His head rose as his mother's voice called from downstairs. He jumped up and walked down the hallway, past the bathroom. He paused at the top of the steps. "Yeah, mom?"

"We're running out to the store. Do you want to come with?" she asked. She possessed the same light blue scales and bright red hair as her son, except she kept her mane better groomed. She wore a pair of glasses.

His brother was working late tonight and his sister had already gone out with her friends. This opportunity might be a long time coming again if he didn't take it now. "No, I'll stay here and hold down the fort."

"Okay. Do you want us to get you anything?"

A box of tissues, he thought. An amused expression crossed his muzzle. "No, nothing."

"Okay."

"Cya later."

Returning to his room, he flopped back into his casual resting position, his ears perked up. A few minutes later, the front door slid open and slammed closed. Intri waited another minute or two, before excitedly jumping out of bed and rushing to the bathroom.

He stepped in front of the cabinet mirror and pulled his shirt off, tossing it onto the white floor. He gasped, his blood pumping in excitement. He ditched his pants, too, leaving only his light grey boxers. A pink blush glowed on his blue cheeks. His tail roped around the door handle and pushed it shut, just for a little extra privacy, even though the house was empty.

Exhaling to calm down, he stared at his reflection. A black stripe ran down the middle of his forehead, ending in an arrowhead mark atop his short snout. Spiky red hair stood up straight, messed up from sliding his shirt off. Goosebumps formed on his smooth blue scales from a combination of his excitement and the cold.

A circle of red runes formed in his irises as he willed forth the serpent's powers. A pair of black leather wings burst out of his back as the crimson glow expanded to fill his eyes. Pain stung his shoulders as they emerged. The sensation faded quickly, leaving him to admire the shiny, black limbs. The span of one wing reached almost the entire length of the small room, so they folded against his back.

His hips expanded outwards, shifting his stance slightly. His skinny limbs bulked up as power filled his muscles, though he retained a lithe figure. He stared at the reflection of his chest, nipples growing outwards as the black flesh around them swelled into a pair of large, dangling breasts. The space between his legs tingled as the flesh pressed inward, forming a slippery cavern growing up into her belly. Her cock slipped out of its sheath, pressing against the soft cotton briefs as it hardened. Fluid leaked from between her legs, drenching the warm fabric in a slick film.

Her hair extended a few inches, a thin tendril extended from the top of her wing, pulling it back and tying it into a ponytail. The circle disconnected from its source, becoming a thin black hair tie.

Heat filled her new body, the pink blush turning as red as her eyes. Intrigue rubbed her hands over her chest, enjoying the silky softness of boobs against her palms. One paw slid over her toned belly and into her underwear, wrapping around her half-mast and stroking it. The scale-like bumps of her sex rolled over her fingers, building her yearning. She squeezed her right breast, a surge of pleasure filling her chest.

She pushed her underwear down around her hips, cupping her balls and rubbing them softly, two fingers reached under her sack and pressed against her clit, stimulating the little nub with forceful pokes. Her rod stood up, pointing towards her breast. Intrigue bent her head down and stuck out her tongue. The long pink ribbon curled around the inside of her bust, running its slimy warmth along her receptive flesh. She pushed her right breast up and closed her mouth over the nipple, sucking on the yielding tissue. Her tongue zipped back into her mouth, full of the faintly saline taste of her own flesh. She nipped gently with her sharp teeth, sending a burst of excitement through her body.

Wings folded around her lower body. Their soft, rubbery flesh brushed along her naked sides. She suckled harder at her breast, while switching her hands attention to her dick again. Pulling at her stiff flesh, she groaned, wings cradling her body as her legs wobbled. The top of her bat-like appendages pushed against her bust. Her tail curled up between her legs, its underside delicately rubbing under her sack and over her leaky, warm pussy. She traced the long limb back along her sex, while her pumping hand sped along her cock.

Her tongue licked over the nipple stuck in her mouth, moist saliva spreading wet sensations through her nerves. Suddenly, a warm liquid spurted into her maw. Her sucking mouth swallowed the gooey milk before she realized what was happening. Her opposite breast dripped the dark, shimmering fluid down her chest. The dragon herm moaned as she savored the salty-sweet taste on her tongue. She licked at her mammary, drops of the creamy fluid squeezing from her nipple. Her wings unfurled as she dragged her hand up, gathering up the trail of goo dripping down her curvaceous bosom. She cupped her breast, squeezing a mess of it into her palm. Her mouth slipped off her tit with a pop as she raised the leaking pool to her face and slurped down the small mouthful. Some of it missed her mouth and dripped down her chin.

Shoving both hands under her bosom, she lifted the weighty flesh, fingers groping the soft tissue. Her cock burned with want, so she adjusted her tail, stilling running it over her slit and balls, its thin end gliding against her hard ridges. Clear liquid seeped from her tip. The repetitive stroking of her tail coated her hard-on with the lubricating flow. She curled around her rod, the slippery coating from both sexes making her scales glide against the throbbing flesh.

She gasped, twisting her coils tight around the stiff shaft. Fingers pinched her nipples, trickles of milk squirting out. Her tongue licked the salty coating from her lips. She squeezed her thighs around her tail, her knees shaking as the thick limb thrashed against her narrow vent.

Her eyes rolled upwards, her expression shifting from a soft smile to a wide-mouthed grin of anticipation. Her moaning rose in pitch, roars of pleasure echoing into the hallway. Her groin fluttered with a mixture of sensations, emptying her brain of every concern except the escalating pressure in her lower regions.

A shower of white cum exploded from her tip. She howled her climax, talons curling tight around her breasts. She clenched her thighs, riding her tail's hard underside as the sticky liquid sprayed over the porcelain sink. Her female sex shivered with pleasure, cum dribbling from its folds onto her scales.

Stumbling as feeling disappeared from her legs and burned in her crotch, she caught the slippery, cum-soaked edge of the sink. Her butt slammed painfully onto the tile, her bent tail absorbing the brunt of the impact, leaving a painful ache in the base of her spine. The dragoness sat there, gasping as her orgasm faded while the bruising sensation spread through her tail.

The pain dulled the warm afterglow of her climax. She stood back up, fingers soaked in milk. A strand of clear femcum clung to her tail as it slid out from between her legs. It hurt to move the stubbed limb, holding it straight ached especially hard. Intrigue hated getting her tail pulled. The pleasant buzz centered in her groin helped calm her a bit, but the fall had ruined her mood.

Collecting a handful of toilet paper, she wiped off her milk-slathered chest and the beads of cum clinging to her rod. She likewise rubbed down the top of the sink, wincing as her tail stung. Intrigue tossed the dirty bundles into the toilet and flushed, the white paper swirling down out of sight.

Sniffing the air, she detected faint traces of sweat under the sugary scent of dragon honey. The thin dry film of milk clung to her scales. It smelled nice to her nose, but the pungent aroma could raise some awkward questions if left there.

Her tail twisted the faucet knob and hot water surged into the bathtub. Intri fiddled with the temperature until it ran hot and steamy, but not scalding. She flipped the shower on, the water pouring from above the white tub now. Tossing off her boxers, she stepped into the narrow space, wincing as she curled her tail up to fit it past the shower screen. She slid the hard plastic screen shut.

Hot droplets splattered against her dirty chest. She raised her head, letting the spray run down her neck and over her bust, the heat soaking into her pert skin. The stream parted around the big rod dangling from her sheath, flowing off her sack and thighs. She rubbed at her chest, water running through her fingers.

Loose hair fell around her shoulders as the tie evaporated into black mist. Intrigue closed her eyes and lowered her head under the faucet, wetting her messy locks. The water ran down her back and over her sprained tail.

Enveloped by the soothing warmth, she decided to properly wash herself, instead of rinsing. Most of her quick showers turned into long stretches where she just enjoyed the steamy water against her scales.

Wings folded and tail scrunched up, she turned around to wet the rest of her back. The heat drizzled down her spine and over her injured muscles, relieving the soreness.

She reached back and scratched an itchy spot on her butt. Her skin stretched, pulling at the gap between her legs. Her lower lips tingled pleasantly as they parted. "Mmmm..."

Raising her tail, she reached behind her back and maneuvered her fingers under her pert cheeks and to her feminine flower. Gently tracing the soft folds with her hard talons, her insides shivered and her cock perked up. Her wings unfolded to catch the hot shower against their leathery skin. She parted her vagina with two fingers, her firm, pointed claws poking at her soft rim. Her other set of fingers wrapped around her half-erect male organ and pointed it upwards, pumping the limp flesh to coax her dick back to full-hardness. A blob of leftover cum bubbled up from its tip, droplets of water sprinkling around it and failing to wash the sticky substance away. Intrigue's hand brushed the slippery whiteness and spread it over her wet hard-on. She squeezed her slick rod, plunging two fingers into her pussy.

Her knees bent, letting her probe deeper. The dragon's tail wobbled as it attempted to compensate for her unbalanced stance. Her wings brushed against the shower walls. The sprain at the bottom of her spine reminded her of the risks of falling, but the pleasure pouring out from around her buried fingers overshadowed the fear.

The leathery, black wings pressed against their small confines. Tendrils extended from them, their thin webbing unraveling to produce the necessary material. They hooked on top of the shower screen to the right and anchored themselves to the shelves on the left, while a pair of larger ones descended beside her tail and planted themselves on the slippery floor. Intri didn't notice the change, except for the increase in balance. Her focus remained on the rough self-fingering of her sex, even as the tentacles continued to stretch and change.

Wriggling limbs wrapped around her legs, shocking the dragoness back to reality. She paused, talons halfway inside her vagina. They pushed on her ankles and she fell backwards, only for the two balancing tentacles to support her, the black strands extending from her body forming a small rubbery web to suspend her in the air. Half-seated, half lying down, she stared up at the shower head as it sprayed warm water over her boobs. The flow moved towards her lap, tickling her sheath as it parted around her shaft. Her sharp tip rested against her chest, drips of mildly warm precum mingling with the steaming hot drizzle. Her stubbed tail stretched out, lying on the tub floor.

She glanced around, mouth agape in surprise. The tentacles stretched as her weight shifted, but seemed sturdy and reliable. Her hands slipped away from her privates as she raised them, hanging half suspended in the air with nothing, but the hammock for support. She wondered who was controlling her wings, if the serpent creature remained in charge of her new appendages or if her subconsciousness might be influencing them. This wasn't the first time they had acted without conscious direction from their owner. They had formed clothing for her after her encounter with the snake left her lying naked in the park.

Whatever controlled the tentacles seemed to get impatient. A thick black tide rippled from the bottom of her former wings, the mass separating into individual lines that wrapped between and around her ass cheeks. The new growth curled around her tail, up her thighs, and towards her moist sex. A thicker snake of a tendril formed above her left shoulder and slid into view. A long thick bulb tipped the new limb, a tight mouth-like opening on its very end. Rubbery shackles snapped out of the web, pinning her wrists beside her waist. The dragoness pulled against the thin, tough bonds to no effect. The gaggle of tentacles plastered to her rear squeezed her cheeks in turn, a wet slap sounding over the rush of water as a thin, leathery strand whipped against her soft scales. Intrigue yelped in surprise and gasped as hot pleasure followed the brief stinging pain.

The eight small tentacles converged on her mound, wriggling against her skin. Their undulating massage reached her sex, each tip brushing over part of her flower, teasing it. Intri gasped as they single-mindedly dived into her. Her walls stretched around the many wiggling intruders, their powerful thrashing spreading her open. Two of the tendrils bumped against her balls as the dragoness thrashed about, moaning at the unrelenting assault.

Rubber slide between her boobs as the mouthed tentacle slithered towards her rod. It reached her member's tip above her abs, opening its narrow welcoming slit. Her hard sex bent upwards as the tight mouth groped against it, finally angling above it, the thick head stretched around her spire. Intri groaned as the tight ring swallowed it, the intense grip like a vice around her. Goo coated its insides, some of the dark mess dripping out around their joining flesh.

"Fuck!" she gasped, her hard-on straining against the insistent mouth, only an inch past her head and already overwhelming her with stimulation. She thrust upwards and the sudden clenching advance filled her stiff flesh with pleasure. Desperate groans issued from her throat as she whined for more. The tentacle continued its slow, agonizing crawl down her stalk.

The multiple appendages occupying her pussy sunk deeper, her body cried out, begging for a respite. The tentacles writhed around inside her, their thick goo slathering her quivering tunnel. They retreated, pulling back to her entrance. Each gripped a corner and together splayed her wide open.

Intri looked down, past her heaving bust and past the sleeve swallowing her rod. A thick, bumpy shaft rose between her legs, the bottom connected to another vine. The spire angled parallel to her spread tunnel. The dragon's toes and fingers curled as she braced herself, her shafting throbbing excitedly as it disappeared into the warm maw.

That big, round, rubbery tip slipped between the tentacles holding her open. She wished for something to bite down on as the fat cock pushed into her small ring. She stretched to accommodate the powerful girth, the small tendrils getting pressed between its mass and her lips. Intri roared as her insides parted before the intruder's unrelenting advance, her cock ached as the sucking mouth tendril now covered half its length. The tentacle shoved up between her legs, while the sleeve pushed down on her rod, increasing the powerful shocks coursing through her. Her legs felt like a pair of jello towers, if the shadow web hadn't been holding her up, she'd have certainly been a twitching mass of limbs on the tub floor. She grabbed the squishy strands next to her palms and squeezed, trying to endure the overwhelming ecstasy filling her body.

Numerous bumps rubbed along her soft flesh, every inch it advanced increased the intensity of her passion. Rubber lips squeezed over her flared base, hugging her hard skin. Its walls vibrated, Intrigue's sensitive flesh buzzed in response. Her rod felt impossibly stiff, rooted in place as the mouth's rumbling assault increased in intensity. Meanwhile, the thick base of the tentacle head lodged in her vagina bumped against her heavy balls. The thick rubber bounced against her smooth sack as it dislodged and re-hilted.

Encased inside the constantly vibrating black cocoon, Intri's cock filled with pressure. She moaned and gasped, trying to resist the rising tide, enjoying the torturous overstimulation. At the same time, she hungered for release, imagining the cleansing feeling of her balls emptying their load into the greedy maw.

A scream filled the house as she lost the battle, her hard-on pulsing against the massaging tendril, spraying powerful jets of cum into its pressing confines.

As her muzzle hung open, a pair of snaking growths slid up her shoulders and converged on either side of her head, they plunged into her mouth. She gagged as they wiggled towards the back of her muzzle, coating her taste buds in salty-sweet goo. Liquid spurted from their tips, softening her gag reflex as it trickled down her throat muscles. The leaking tendrils filled her narrow esophagus.

Meanwhile, her cock continued unloading its seed. The climax went on and on, pain starting to replace the pleasure. She clawed at her bounds and bit the rubbery snakes in her mouth to no effect, sharp points useless against the malleable material.

The big rod sped its gradual grind against her pussy. Slow glacier-like movements filled her with calming pleasure even as her overstimulated cock fired off the last of its painful climax. Intrigue panted, trying to catch her breath, even as the bumps prodded along her pink skin. Instinctively, she clenched her lower body, new pressure building in her groin even as her cock softened inside its lightly vibrating tentacle sheath. The tentacles relaxed their scintillating grip on her male part, focusing their energy on plundering her femsex.

Her body emptied as the growth pulled out of her. Intrigue sighed, faint tingles of pleasure dancing through her spread lips. The tendril plunged back into her, its cum-slathered surface breaching her resisting passage. It hilted and then emptied her again, before shoving back inside. The dragoness bounced forward against the webbing as the tentacle fucked her hard. The little rubber limbs pushed against her lips, slipping in next to their bigger brother, stuffing her already cramped folds.

Cheeks glowing bright red, Intri moaned around the insertions in her throat. Her eyes closed, indescribable sensations pouring from her stretched pussy. Warm fluid dripped down her throat, filling her stomach with syrupy cream.

Her thighs pressed together, the bumpy surface of the tentacle rod slipping past her legs whenever it retracted for another solid thrust. The large bulge sunk into her belly, pushing against her insides. Intri felt the girth expand within her, the bumps growing into blunt spikes. The tentacle twisted around inside her, spinning against her contracting vagina. Goo spurted from its smaller counterparts; her tight insides forcing the deluge to squirt out around her lips.

The dragoness thrashed harder, her insides vibrating with pleasure. She clenched around the cock moaning as the warm, squelching goo poured out of her. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the spiky cock reversed its twisting. A fountain of thick liquid left its tip, joining the milk already filling her belly. Her insides bulged outwards as the hot meal surged into the only empty space available, her womb. The path out blocked by the stiff rubber trunk and eight squirming tendrils.

Intrigue purred. Her spent rod twitched, dropping another painful load into the slack maw shrouding it. She collapsed in the black tangle, exhausted from the throes of ecstasy. Water dripped down her scales, mingling with the viscous fluid leaking from her legs.

She felt ready for a nap, warmed by the hot shower and filled with inky blackness and syrupy sweetness. The feeders in her throat retracted and rejoined her wings. The sleeve around her cock dislodged and followed them. With an audible pop, the expansive growth vacated her vagina, her stomach deflating as black cum poured from her stretched hole.

The tangle of limbs lowered her onto the slick floor, rubber retracting into her back and vanishing. The dragoness sat there, resting under the steamy shower spray, watching the goo pour from her lips and slurp down the drain.

Legs shaking, she placed a hand against the wall for support as she stood up. One wobbly foot skidded out from under her, but she leaned her weight against the shower shelves and kept upright. Resting her opposite hand on the sliding door's handle, she lowered her head and let the wetness wash over her.

Eyes closing, she focused on her body, imagining changes that quickly became a reality as her breasts shrank into her chest and the lips between her legs joined together into soft flesh. Her muscles shrank while her bones bulked up and her hair shortened.

Intri sighed and raised his head, staring at the small mirror under the shower head. He felt some of his strength returning, but his lower body still twitched involuntarily. His tired cock hung from its sheath.

A sly smile spread across his maw. Waiting for the next opportunity to do this would be torture. He grabbed the body wash, hoping there'd be enough to handle the sticky mess left clinging to his scales under the shower spray.