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The Broken Heart's Delight (Counting Stars Act 2) By Dexdor

The pink dragon woke up in a mountain of pillows, loving the softness of them, and reminding him of a certain set of brown furred ones he missed. Getting him to purr loudly, then overpowered by another set behind him. Turning his muzzle to lick the brass dragon and feel a few in return, before getting a kiss that took his rested breath away. The two panted once again, almost moaning in pleasure when they remembered the previous night. Granted, they were not the only ones to remember, as both of their bodies still felt a little sore. "How are you feeling?" The brass one asked.

"Wonderful..." Dia said, after taking a deep breath and feeling for the massive paws that seemed to stroke his smaller belly. "I popped you." He said proudly, getting the larger one to chuckle.

"Yes. Yes you did." A proud lick on his pink snout.

"Without the help of trees."

"That's true." A kiss. "I read about that in a magazine." They chuckled again at the odd statement. "Feeling better about yourself?"

"Much." A nuzzle. "Thank you. I mean it."

"You're very welcome. Besides, I think I actually lost quite a bit of weight down there with that last bit. So I should be thanking you."

"How much weight?" A bit of pondering from his metallic head, getting those long spines that made his beard to brush the little one a bit.

"Maybe if we do it nine more times, I'll be empty." A loud whimper, and a few licks. "Think you're up for the challenge?"

"It was very stimulating." They chuckled. "But wow... I couldn't tell how big I got."

"It was off the radar." A playful shove as Dia chuckled. "I'm serious. You probably had your own gravitational pull, you were so massive."

"Well then, we'll just have to try again. Of course after eating something." A nod from the brass one as he started to get up. "Just-" Beo stopped, looking at the now purple one. "A little longer, please?" A smile and he laid down with the other dragon. Giving a few licks on his neck before using it as a muzzle pillow.

A long silence as the two started counting the stars in their field of few. Seeing Dia once again turn pink, and those large paws rubbed his belly again. "Dia'vidd?" A noise in question. "Would you... Like to join us?"

"Join what?"

"Our family?" It made the younger one hold his breath. About to answer in a near heartbeat, but a sudden ring echoed softly. Letting the smaller one look around the area for where it was coming from. "That sounds like the Mistress."

"Mistress?" A brass paw touched an invisible button in the air, and a holographic screen came up. Displaying a white creature that Dia mistook for Bartan at first.

"Morning Arson." Beo greeted with a purr.

"Good morning, SD." The fox said with a smile that was a little forced. "I don't suppose the twin furball is back yet?"

"Not yet. He's still looking into the development of a Uni that was recently converted. This guy's actually." A nuzzle against the younger dragon, and David could feel those red eyes study him a bit warmly. Making his scales turn a thick purple. "This is Dia'vidd."

"Morning Dia'vidd."

"H-hello, Arson was it? Like... The Crime?"

"Yes. It's a long story I would enjoy going through another time. One that does not involve burning, as the name would suggest." She looked back at Beo. "I take it you are occupied as well for the day then?"

"Perhaps. Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing. But Lyago is looking for some assistance with some decisions. I would help, but I'm busy myself with my own Forces."

"Wouldn't hurt to check it out, if Dia doesn't mind staying here alone for a few hours." A double take from the smaller one.

"Here? In your house?"

"Last time I left the little ones alone, someone called Services. Saying they were too young to be looking after themselves without an adult in the house." The brass one snorted, getting a bit of a worried look from Dia. Then a playful nudge that was still having a hard time to know its own strength. "Relax, we call them troublemakers, but they occupy themselves. If anything, they'll be the ones taking care of you."

"Well... I don't mind wyrmsitting, but-"

"You make it sound like a chore." A lick. "They know what the rules are, they won't be any burden to you. Promise."

"And if they are?"

"Then he'll let you punish him anyway you like." Arson answered for him. "I'll make sure to tell Lya." And the screen disappeared, making the purple one whimper a bit.

"But seriously, are you comfortable with this?" A look into those green eyes, and Dia sighed. Nodding, and making Beo smile. "Thank you. It'll be a great time to get to know them a little." A thick lick that lead to them sharing a kiss. "But first, let's get something to eat."

"Nowhere is off limits." The brass one said, heading towards the door with the younger dragon by his side. Giving him a tight hug that nearly left Dia breathless and a slightly weaker spine. "I'll be back soon."

"Hurry back." He wheezed, coughing a bit. "I've got work to do." A solid nod as the double doors opened and the metallic titan left. Slightly lifting his tail to display those large orbs and make Dia whimper, instantly turning purple and stunned until the doors shut. Granted, it was between the display and the turkey that made him slightly dizzy.

Shaking his head to clear it a little bit, the massive house fell eerily silent. Unknown and almost uncertain, but that didn't stop David from being a good guest. At least, attempting to by cleaning up after breakfast. But it seemed that everything they used was replaced with clean dishes. The leftovers; already being refrigerated. At this point, the dragon was rather curious what this house could not do. Maybe even survive an asteroid impact from directly landing on it.

He didn't know why, but that somehow worried him. Wondering if his now grey scaled self was locked inside the home, but a simple touch on the back door, and they opened with ease. Displaying the backyard that had a semi-large pool with many outdoor activities. It honestly reminded Dia of a wyrmling's bootcamp or obstacle course. But at least they looked used.

Looking at those from afar, he wondered about the two little ones. Carefully walking upstairs without making much noise, the red dragon's heart almost fluttered with excitement. He loved being smaller, something his father never really enjoyed. Dia still wasn't sure how, but once in a while his mothers would punish that black dragon by making him the size of a wyrmling.

It made the younger one smile brightly, especially the first time he seen it. Thinking he finally had a little sibling to play with, when really, it was better than one. Well, if Haytre enjoyed that more. Still, this house almost held that same homey feeling for the red one. Now wyrmling size and carefully looking from door to door and searching for the troublemaker's room. Loving this idea of pressing a button on the door and letting it become transparent to see through it.

Eventually he found their room, and the two just sleeping on the same bed. Cuddled up in almost a Yin-Yang, sleeping on each other's hips. Nearly letting out a noise of affection at the sight before moving on. Perhaps they will stay asleep for quite a while before needing some supervision.

For now, a nice bath seemed very appealing. Wondering what this place had to offer for such an accommodation. Come to think of it, the dragon never felt like he needed to use such things since he got here. Perhaps something to ask the brass titan once he returned.

Beo. His question before Arson's call still echoed through his head. Wanting to join this family? Dia was most definitely going to say Yes, but the worry of many things kept flashing in his mind. What if the troublemakers didn't like the idea? What if they didn't like him? Granted, they didn't seem offended or upset about David's visit yesterday, not even after they caught the aftermath of their first session.

The question did rise though: did they even understand it? How much of it did they understand? Those questions were immediately dropped when Dia walked into the massive bathroom. What seemed to be about four hundred times the house, looking from the outside, the bathtub alone looked like it could hold a thousand Beo'Karah's comfortably. It honestly put their outdoor pool to shame, and needed it's very own door for those who couldn't fly.

Perhaps he was in the wrong room, but regardless, this did seem rather relaxing. A step closer, and the set of doors greeted the smaller dragon, now walking at his normal height. Opening and allowing Dia to walk into what could only be described as several city stadiums. Pure white with a very soft, almost foamy floor.

It honestly almost seemed to be overkill of what the dragon wanted, until a single orb appeared and started overlooking the dragon. Studying his body for a few moments, and then the foam nearby began to rise up to a near-perfect size tub for the guest. Filling it up with hot water and letting him get in at his own pace. Even morphing when David began to lay on his back, accommodating for his wings to be submerged and trigger the most relaxing bath he has ever experienced.

That foam even supported his neck, making him purr loudly as it started to move across his scales. Nearly washing those harder to reach places that he couldn't get to easily, and in result, making a certain red weapon ready. Unable to hide or contain such a thing, and just letting the water clean his body off. Washing it with a paw from time to time and getting the adult excited.

But again, that drowsiness began to set in. Before he could even ponder much further about that decision. Truth be told, he did love the brass beast. But what did he love about him? How Beo seemed to listen to the younger one? Nearly treat him like a son when he didn't have a father around? Or was it something else?

A purple object came into view beside the tub, rising from the ground and making Dia'vidd double take. Making a loud noise in question at a replica of the Titan's mating tool in toy form and making the younger one toss his snout. "What!? I didn't ask for that!" He almost hissed, embarrassed at such an idea, and it started to withdraw. Shyly looking at it disappear from view, Dia sighed. "W-wait."

The device stopped, waiting for instructions. "Bring it back." It followed command, bringing the fake weapon closer and within paw reach. Getting an embarrassed whimper from such an idea, but picking it up regardless. It was definitely the correct size to be his, and the term Weapon fit quite well. Hanging between those haunches, it looked nothing out of the ordinary, but solo it was enormous.

Not to mention every detail was there. Nearly being able to remodel it from tailhole feeling alone, he could now study it without risk of being flooded or hosed down to submission. Every little bump, spine, texture, thickness. The only thing that was missing was the pulse from the dragon's heartbeat. Honestly, it was the only way Dia could tell that it was false. And of course, it was clean. Looking completely unused and freshly made. Even still warm.

Studying it now, it was ridiculous that he thought that such a thing could fit into his maw. Even disregarding its length, but it's thickness as well. Comparing it to his own set was almost depressing if he didn't love the larger dragon.

He stopped for a moment, letting the word sit in his mind. Even his instincts couldn't deny it, not that they did before. Still, Dia wanted a bit more information before committing to any decision. And right now, holding this replica was giving him a new energy, let alone opportunity to try taking it in his maw once again.

Taking the weapon in paw gave him a feeling of control with it. Allowing him to prepare at his own pace, let alone more comfortably. Starting off with a few licks at the pointed tip while washing it with some water. Licking at the small hole protected by a small thorn of flesh, doing his best to tickle it and even force that forked tongue inside it without causing the toy any pain. Granted, that didn't get too far.

Still, it was a nice detail, and started to get the dragon kissing the tip. Taking the next step of separating his fangs around and flare. Washing it with his tongue as he could before sliding it into the maw. Making out every spine they crossed the border of his teeth, and those red paws massaging the shaft without even noticing it. Feeling the tip reach deeper and deeper into his mouth, almost separating it further to accommodate the incoming thickness, but it was starting to get a little tight. Even almost triggering his gag reflex.

But he took a moment to just breathe. Letting his throat relax and be patient before starting with a few more inches. Tilting his neck up to make it easier to take in, Dia still had half the weapon to go. Nearly depressing him, but if he could get to that ridge like yesterday, he would be satisfied. Once again starting when those reflexes calmed down, knowing he wasn't in any danger within this house... At least, he hoped.

A bit more and the thickness was getting overwhelming. Nearly making his neck begin to bulge out as that tongue struggled to reach that ridge. Feeling too much pressure around his jaw, Dia'vidd withdrew it. Nearly making his mouth thank him for the release and take a few breaths himself to relax. At least this time it didn't thicken up unexpectingly and nearly drown the smaller dragon, but it was still a bit saddening that he couldn't quite get this without Beo reducing his weapon size.

He wondered himself if Bartan could do it, but then again, that was a foolish question. The bear was a shapeshifter, probably a lot like the Mistress as well. If he were part of this new family, he wouldn't be able to stand up to what they could provide or add. Dia could barely mimic some of his own father's abilities, let alone do much by himself aside from 'Cryo-Out.' Which would be the only way the younger one could take this weapon.

Slightly irked, he tossed the purple tower outside of the bath and just started to relax again. Trying to let the idea of joining such a place pass without thinking into it anymore than he already has. Eventually letting the drowsiness take him to sleep while the water did wonders to aid that.

An hour later, the water was still hot. Keeping the dragon into a deep slumber and unaware of the predators that lurked. Nearly giggling like hyenas, they stocked the white canyon and silently preyed on the black one within. Using pack tactics to surround it and cut off any escape the opened area might have.

But the young dragon within was completely unaware of his surroundings. Not even flicking an ear to the pair of brass wings that almost comically stalked the upper end of the bath, and letting the wolfling at the adjacent see his position. Carefully rising up and studying the slumbering one, the brassling gave a solid nod before sinking down. Getting a black ear to lightly flick, but nothing else.

The white wolf stepped on the white frame of the bath, looking over the large guest and curious why it was such a dark color. Wondering if this was the black one that their Fur Dad tended to visit from time to time. Regardless, it was the same one they seen yesterday. Looking off to the side and finding his brother make his way to this side, the smaller dragon glared at the floor for a moment until a hose started to come out. Taking its head and pulling out some slack before handing it to the white one.

Putting the head somewhat underwater, he motioned for the wyrmling to turn it on. Doing so pushed some air through before leaking out its own flood of water. Motion to turn it down a bit before getting into the water very carefully. Doing his best to move through it without creating too much commotion, let alone without touching the slumbering adult. The tip of the hose almost following the long tail until a small weapon was seen, halfway out of its sheath, set of obsidian orbs were laying relaxed, and a small exit below them.

The brass one stepped onto the frame this time, observing from above and nearly holding his breath as the wolf inched closer. Pressing the tip of the hose to that small hole and getting a faint murmur from the adult. Another press made him release a bit of a whimper until the head of it slipped inside. Making the slumbering Dia take a thick breath, but remain still through it. Even after the wolf was helped out by the smaller dragon.

As the brass one looked back down at the floor and started slowly opening his paw, causing the hose to become bigger and separate the adult's tailhole to a secure size. Of course making the larger one whimper with another breath, but still keep sleeping. The two watched intently as both that red weapon began to pulse to its full size, and the black one's belly begin to fill up.

It took nearly a minute to see the slightest of changes, but the two knew it was working. The slumbering one was singing songs during the entire process, making the younglings wonder if he was going to wake at any moment. Pondering if they should try methods of keeping him asleep, but they were too enthralled by the black scales beginning to move under the water. Slowly rounding that belly up, and shortening the space between those outside scales and the weapon's upper flesh.

Curves began to form above those haunches, and it started to widen out along the sides. Starting at a slow pace at first, but gradually becoming faster and faster as the dragon whimpered. Moaning into the air with more rapid breaths and a few streams of rainbow liquid was mixed into the hot water. Making those four ears perk at it and question what it was. Granted, they had a good idea, since witnessing where it came from.

The water levels began to rise up as more and more was pumped into the adult's tailhole. Pushing that belly in multiple directions, but mostly down below towards his weapon. Leaving the top area more neglected until the bottom was full. Eventually reaching those floating black paws as they started to rub against the thick scales.

Slowly, that round belly started to reach the surface, pushing the water within the tub out in silent waterfalls. Pressing outward against those scales, the expansion came to a halt. Yet, the dragon's songs continued, getting higher and higher as those inner walls grew weak against the constant flood from below. Eventually making him release several torrents into the water from that red tower, and almost shift against the pressure.

The two little ones gazed at it confused though, even looking towards each other for a moment. Knowing that this dragon could get much bigger than this, they seen so though the kitchen. As those whimpers continued to rise, they questioned if they should stop before they hurt him. But soon after the belly began to grow again, now more focused on the upper half of the black one.

Granted, he was not black for very long. Soon changing colors constantly to red, purple, and orange as those songs grew louder. The flood within expanding up his chest and thinning that area out. His belly looking more like a water balloon that was reaching its limit, making the two younglings too excited. So much so that they couldn't hold back and jumped onto it. Instantly waking up Dia with a loud yelp and several whimpers.

Now feeling himself bloated up, he couldn't quite tell what with. Aside from it being very heavy, and very embarrassed when he seen the two troublemakers on top of that very large belly. "O-oh. Y-" A whimper as the hose continued to flood his body with contents. "You're awake, are you?"

"Yep!"

"And so are you!" The wolf one chirped with his brother, pressing into the scales with much amusement. Loving how it wobbled with every step, but it triggered the adult's sexual arousal greatly. Getting him to whimper with every breath and concerning the young ones as that belly kept expanding.

"I-I was just..."

"Taking a bath?" An embarrassed noise in confirmation as he forced himself to hold back. Not really knowing how to tell these two what the larger one assumed what was his doing. But he couldn't contain it anymore, those breaths started to rapidly exhale and stress as the two looked at him.

"Is this hurting you?"

A loud, long whimper left Dia's muzzle as he tried desperately to hold back. Spraying his seed into the now murky waters and even out of the tub. Getting the attention of younglings, watching the arch of many colors and giggling at it. However, turning the adult a deep purple as those eyes gazed over him. "Your release is rainbow." The brass one said, getting a double take from Dia.

"W-what?"

"It's pretty. Does it have a flavor?" Another half-whimper that was interrupted by another one as another wall was approaching within.

"You guys know-?" A heavy breath.

"Yep!" The white one chirped, turning around and doing a motion with his paw. Soon after, the hose stopped. "Better?" A few breaths from the adult and he nodded.

"You like this, yes?" The smaller dragon asked.

"Y-yeah. I do, but..." A breath as his belly still sloshed a bit. "How much do you guys know, exactly?"

"Everything." They bluntly said together, making Dia think it was a joke at first.

"Everything?"

"Everything." Again, in sync. As the wolf pushed into the balloon a bit more and almost getting it to rock. "How much do you know?"

"I... I'm not sure how to answer that." He mumbled, still purple and overlooking his larger self. "I was-"

"Sleeping." The dragon answered his larger kin.

"And we inflated you."

"Because this is your fetish, yes?" A slightly embarrassed whimper. "That's why you make that noise!"

"Much like SD and FD!" A noise in question from the adult.

"SD and FD?"

"Scaly Dad!" The wolf answered.

"And Fluffy Dad!" A frilled ear raised in question, but he recalled the SD being used by Arson earlier. "That's what we call them sometimes."

"Oh... Speaking of names..." Dia whimpered, looking at the two.

"Lexar!" The brassy one chirped.

"Revoros!" A bit of a purr from them as they laid down on the adult's bloated body. "And you are Dia, yes?"

"Y-yes. Dia'vidd or David. Any one of those three work." The two nodded as they nuzzled against his stretched scales, making him almost do the same with his now pink paws. "You guys like this too?"

"We always wanted to play with it."

"Especially when our dads have fun like this." The wolfling said.

"But they always explode before we can. And toys don't get the same feel."

"I hear you there..." Dia mumbled, nearly openingly admitting that he masturbated with them before. "So, you know... Stuff?"

"We know stuff!"

"Much stuff!" The enthusiasm made the adult smile.

"Your... SD..." He took a breath, not really knowing how to explain this. Granted, getting a pair of eyes to look at him with so much curiosity that he was worried it might melt his face off. "Say, Hypothetically: he asked me to... Join you guys-?"

"You're going to be our third father!?" The two's faces exploded with energy.

"You can be our Balloon Daddy!" Even that made David laugh a bit.

"That is..." They tilted their heads. "I haven't really decided yet."

"Any reason why?" The brass one asked, as the two began to press into the belly again to get it to rock. Sending waves of pleasure through Dia.

"Keep that up and you'll make me..."

"Release the rainbow?" The two giggled at the wolf's statement.

"Yeah." A few breaths as he gather his thoughts. "I guess I'm just worried."

"About what?"

"Not being enough." A couple noises in question. "For Beo. For you two. For Bartan." Their heads tilted the other way. "I mean..."

"Do you need to be?" A sad look from those adult blue eyes.

"You are not our responsibility."

"That's what dad would say. They chose to have us, you didn't make that decision."

"But it would be fun to have someone else to play with." The two nodded.

"If you consider this playing." Dia grumbled, getting a set of perked ears.

"Is this not?"

"W-well... It is, in a way. Just..."

"Adult playing."

"Y-yeah."

"We know." The brass one said, getting the two to giggle. "SD and FD play a lot too."

"In both senses of the word. But we like this too, and we like you!" A double take from Dia as the brass one chirped to agree with his brother.

"If dads like you, you must be worthy enough." That worried look again, and the wolf looked at Lexar. "Remember what they always said?"

"It's Not Your Decision To Make." The smaller dragon said, one step ahead of the adult's train of thought. "So won't you?"

"There's things SD will go over with you, but you got our approval."

"As long as you don't mind being our waterbed from time to time." It made Dia chuckle, smiling and feeling better about it.

"I don't mind, just... You two seem... I mean, look really young. And to be this..."

"Aroused and around us?" A whimper at Rev.

"We know stuff!"

"Don't be embarrassed."

"Or we stroke you off eight times!" Dia snorted at that.

"You're definitely his sons." He grumbled, but sighed. "Alright. I'll treat you like small, adorable adults from now on. How's that?" They chirped in response as they started making waves again. Letting the real adult purr loudly at the motions and try not to be so shy about these things. Even his children seemed to be more opened about this than David was.

In response, he couldn't help but kneed along with those two younglings. Loving the bloated form and pressing his paws into it. Feeling it bend and squish around his fingers and limbs while stretching to make room. Bouncing with the extra weight on top and sending waves of pleasure through his body. Letting it echo through and through while he relaxed in the warm waters. "How big can you get?" Lexar asked after a few minutes.

"Depends. I found three different sizes yesterday." Dia'vidd chuckled, meeting the two's curious looks. "You want me bigger?"

"Yes!" The two chirped.

"No need to ask permission then. I'm just along for the ride." Another set of chirps as that valve was turned on. Feeling that pressure begin to rise and enter his bloated form. Pulsing from the waves and letting the momentum rush through that belly. Whimpers of pleasure thrashed through him, and soon Dia started leaking out of his weapon again. Those scales stretched loudly, thinning out those walls as he felt the two little ones begin trotting in circles on top. Their sharp, almost new claws stimulating until the adult's releasing spray.

The two watched in awe for a few moments before giggling and continuing. Forcing Dia's body to grow and grow, adding more water to his belly every moment. Soon getting his belly to push over his head. "W-wait!" He mumbled, nearly getting stuck under it. Almost immediately the valve stopped.

"Something wrong?"

"I don't think I can take much more." He could feel their puzzled glances through his sensitive scales. "Let me get off my back, I'll be able to take more that way."

"Oooh. That's what you mean." The two nodded at each other, then glided off for a moment. Soon that foam began to press against his belly, making the adult dragon whimper as it rolled Dia off his back. Then felt the two land on top of his massive size. Not noticing how much extra weight he's been force fed, now about the size of two houses.

"Better?"

"Y-yeah... This is water, right?" They nodded again. "Hard to believe I'm this big already."

"Well, I did increase the flow once you were awake." Revo said, as they started nuzzling the purple dragon. Eventually turning it pink and giggling at it. "You even change colors."

"Yeah... Because my father used to."

"What does pink mean?"

"...Affectionate. Loved." He answered the brass one. Getting more proper hugs from the two as they came closer to Dia's head and arms. Letting his shape settle and adjust before feeling the pressure return once again. Making him whimper and shift colors with every breath. Every pulse pushing his walls outward further, expanding to greater distances and covering more ground. Attracting several liters every few seconds and really beginning to test those scales.

Soon enough, they started to lose their color along the sides and bottom. The groans and creeks growing louder with every dozen pulses and breaths from the adult. Getting exciting giggles from the two as they were pushed up higher and higher, even feeling the larger dragon's back begin to bloat out a bit to absorb the volume it was intaking.

A few whimpers and the thick sprays could be heard from behind again. Making the two now take notice at how his tail was now bloating out with his haunches. Like a long balloon: taking a new, thicker shape at the base and forcing it down towards the tip before restarting once again. Soon barely recognizable as such an appendage anylonger, and fused with those bloated hind legs.

His back began to arc upwards and groan loudly under them, turning translucent with the thick pulse and greatly thinning out as Dia struggled to contain the pressure. Feeling it build up higher and higher as his shoulders thickened. His arms ballooned out to his wrists, wiggling uncontrollably with glee and his throat merged with his chest. That being part of his massive belly, now a dozen times his previous size.

That pressure suddenly thickened, as more water entered through his tailpipe. Forcing his bloated form outward greatly and his weapon to eject everything it could possibly release. The adult singing songs as his body expanded faster and faster. His shape slowly morphing into a thick clear bubble until-!

Those scales touched the side of the foam tubs. Well, one side, then the other after a bit of stretching. Forcing him to fill it out and then upward a bit more before the pressure came to a halt. Several loud whimpers came from Dia's muzzle as he released time and time again. Nearly hundreds of torrents in minutes left the red weapon before that pressure added a bit more to the massive balloon. Then a little bit more. Then one long thick increase of volume that made the adult yelp loudly before the sting-!

But it never came. The valve shut off and David whimpered in bliss. Unable to keep himself from climaxing constantly, especially after feeling those four sets of claws walk down the spherical dragon. Expecting that sudden break any moment, but only got giggles instead. "Enjoying yourself?" A whimper in pure bliss as the two laid down, trapped by the water balloon's gravitational pull.

"I take that as a yes." The smaller dragon teased.

"This is your limit, as far as we can tell." Another loud whimper as if to say Thank You, and several breaths saying the same.

"We should try it sometime outside the baths."

"He might be able to get bigger!"

"I... Can...!" Dia said between breaths, unable to help himself with another set of orgasms. Hearing a pair of curious purrs and almost feeling the excitement from their gaze.

"I think I understand why FD likes this so much." Revo nodded in agreement with his brother. Waiting for a few more minutes for the adult to enjoy himself. "Almost ready to deflate?"

"N-... No...!" Another set of whimpers and blissful calls. "Fin... Finish... It...!" A pair of confused looks. "More...! Please...!" The two looked at each other and shrugged. Jumping to take off, and then that pressure returned. Making the adult dragon squeal loudly as his body's shell grew tighter and tighter by millimeters. Looking for any amount of leftover space with both the several stadium sized bathtub and ballooned dragon. Leaking out of his mouth and down his throat, the large one closed his maw shut. Feeling the water build up within his cheeks, expanding them greatly as it started to leak between his lips. But not enough. One massively long creek as his form pressed over the tub's bowl. Getting thinner and thinner, until-!

The white walls of the foam collapsed, letting that balloon expand over the debris and quickly burst from the first pointed tip it encountered. Flooding the massive bathroom with water for several moments before eventually getting soaked up. The two young ones finding the adult male, back to normal and tending to himself until those red stones were finally empty.

The two younglings landed a bit afterword, smiling at the pink dragon's loud purrs and love stains all over his body. Painting loudly as they came close and almost turning purple at the sheer idea of the situation, but just couldn't. "Enjoy yourself?" A whimper in pleasure and a nod answered the small brass one.

"Where did you learn to get so big?"

"Practice..." Dia said, taking a deep breath. "It also helped that the flow was rather slow. Gives it time for the scales to adjust."

"So that's why you were able to take more after reaching the top." Rev looked above at the massive bowl lip.

"And you said you could get bigger?" That time the adult's scales turned purple.

"Y-yeah. But I have to..." The two tilted their heads and he sighed. "I have to turn into..."

"Something bigger?" David almost shyly nodded, giving the impression he didn't want to talk about it, let alone show them. Possibly scaring the two, even though he was trying to treat them more maturely. Half getting up shifted one of the larger one's wings, getting the wyrmling to spot something purple under them. The replica of their father's tool, even digging it out so his brother could see and making the adult whimper.

"I-I was..." A pair of puzzled looks. "You know what that is?"

"Adult toy."

"One of SD's weapon." A bit of an odd look from Dia, as he tried to get better at talking about this stuff. Taking a breath or two and closing his eyes to gather his thoughts. "You don't like it?"

"I-it's not that. I actually do, but..." He couldn't look at the wolfling, let alone shift his pigments.

"Out with it Dia." The smaller dragon said, almost sounding like his larger counterpart.

"Your father's... Weapon." He said, very uncomfortably at that. "It's rather... Unrealistically... Large."

"And you can't don it?" A whimper at the white one, and it finally got the adult to cave in. Wrapping his wings around his upper half to cover his face and get curious looks for a moment, then giggles after understanding what happened.

"It can't be that hard to take in, considering how stretchy you are." They took a step closer, making Dia yelp again feeling them gaze at his lower area.

"N-not there. But..." A pair of noises in question, and they understood.

"You can't take it in the mouth?" As embarrassing as it was coming from such a younger one's maw, the adult couldn't whimper. Feeling so foolish that he couldn't talk about this like the brass adult, let alone anyone else. Even these wyrmlings were more comfortable talking about it than Dia'vidd was. Slowly he uncovered himself with the look of guilt.

"That's... Not the only thing either." He admitted, taking a deep breath and just laying his head down. Flicking an ear when he heard the toy drop and the two climb onto his belly and chest. Laying down on it to look at him better and almost hug the adult. As if to say 'I'm Listening'. "I'm pretty sure it's a joke, but... Beo's been saying from time to time that he wants... Him and Bartan... In me."

"So, splitroast?"

"One in the tail and one in the mouth?" That didn't take long for Dia to cave again. Covering his eyes with a paw and letting his wings cover all three of them. Getting the smaller ones to giggle loudly and just nuzzle against the purple one.

"How!?" He half hissed. "How are you so...!?"

"We know stuff!" Revoros chirped.

"Because of Dads!" A whimper. "But is that what he meant?"

"N-not really. I'm pretty sure he means both..."

"In the tail?"

"So, Devildriver?" A sudden manipulation of the foam around them and it was pitch black. Getting the two to purr in curiosity. Only to hear several more shells of the foam be wrapped around them as the larger one whimpered in embarrassment. "You okay?"

"I'll manage." A few deep breaths, then several holes in the dozen shells to let air through.

"Are you sure that's what they're talking about?"

"Almost positive." Dia answered them through his paws. "I've... He's made me... Graphical evidence of it before."

"It is something they've always wanted to do." A very long whimper that was almost sobs. "But we understand your dilemma."

"If you can barely take the SD shaft, you won't be able to take both." Those blue eyes gazed at the two through the darkness. "We know stuff!" The brass one chirped.

"Want us to help?"

"H-help!?" A loud yelp. "With what exactly?"

"Help you learn how to take it?" They looked at each other.

"Perhaps stretch out his lower end a bit, so it becomes more flexible?"

"We can start out small, then gradually work up to something bigger!" A very long whimper from Dia with several breaths. Then another long whine of embarrassment.

"I think I'm going to remain purple for the rest of my days after this."

"It is a nice color on you." The two said in sync, getting the adult to chuckle a bit. Taking a few breaths and returning the grounds back to normal. "Did you want a refill before we start?" The wolf asked, getting a noise in question.

"You are looking pretty empty back there." Those larger frilled ears fell a bit in embarrassment as he quickly recalled the amount of times the dragon released since yesterday. Feeling rather light in that area, honestly.

"What do you mean by refill exactly?"

"Ever wonder where the extra stuff goes when the floor drains it?" The smaller dragon asked, getting a curious stare from the adult and turning his scales yellow. Causing the two to giggle at the change.

"The house takes it and stores it in a tank!"

"...Tank?" His head tilted.

"Separate tank for each person, but it preserves it." An embarrassed whimper from him.

"Preserves it for what...!?" And the two shrugged lightly.

"Probably for situations like this." They got off him and chirped into the air. "Dia Juice!" Another whimper that was equally noise in question as another hose came out, much smaller than the one before and they handed it to the adult.

"You cannot be serious." He mumbled. Almost wheezed really. "A-and this goes...?"

"Inside your tool!"

"And it refills your stones!" The larger one would've caved into that reflex again if he wasn't so stunned. Staring at the small tube lightly leaking out his own juices and contemplating the rather terrifying idea. But he was in the Bear's home, after all. If Bartan approved of such a thing, then odds are he perfected it by now. "Do you need help?"

"I-... N-no. I'm just..."

"Preparing yourself?" Another whimper and he slowly nodded. Not taking his eyes off the end of the hose. With a deep breath, he closed them. Bringing it close to his tip and feeling around the area without looking. Eventually stopping to a still.

"Guys?"

"Yessss?" The two answered together, not being coy.

"...I need help." They chirped in excitement. Dismissing his purple paw from the hose as they gathered around his lower area. Letting it instinctively cover his eyes and feel the smaller sets climb on top of the larger one. The furry ones holding his erect weapon still while the other lined up the tube, letting the juices lubricate it before pressing into that releasing hole.

A sharp breath that was equal parts whine left him, as Dia powered through the slight discomfort of such a thing. Like his body warning him that things are not supposed enter that way, but the hose slipped in rather nicely. Dripping into his shaft quite a ways before moving lower into it. At a good distance, they stopped and looked at the larger dragon. "You okay?" The brass one asked.

"Y-yeah. Just a bit uncomfortable."

"That's what they all say." The wolfling said, getting a nod from his brother before jumping off and heading back. Nearly sitting on his tail and making him yelp, finally releasing his hold and looking at them with curious blue eyes.

"What are you two-?"

"Watching the show." Rev answered him quickly, seeing them both watch the purple sack intently as the dragon waved a simple paw towards the ground. The hose thickened slightly from the ground, and was nearly caught by the yelping adult as it pumped into his red shaft. Increasing its girth a bit as that warm juice flooded that lower area, filling up that deflated bag slowly.

Moments passed as those overlapping flaps began to disappear, flowing through the empty space with ease and letting it start to bulge out. No longer being able to easily pick out the twin orbs within as those scales started to stretch out a bit. Hitting normal size quite quickly and stopping when the adult yelped. "That look normal?" The smaller dragon innocently asked.

"T-this...! This doesn't make any sense..." David whimpered, getting a couple of tilted confused looks. "...You know stuff, right?"

"We know stuff!" They chirped.

"Then you must know that like... 90% of this 'Juice' is actually semen, which doesn't come from...!" He gestured the slightly bloated stones, but they just tilted their heads the other way. "Only...!"

"Sperm?"

"-Sperm should be able to go into that!" Dia half hissed.

"You were changed by Bartan, yes?" The wolf one asked.

"Beo a-actually."

"Then this is how your equipment works." The smaller dragon said optimistically.

"Same with SD and FD's!" An uncomfortable whimper from the larger one as he looked at setup. His fetish rising up once again and making him a deeper purple, while turning red from time to time. "You okay?"

"Just..." A deep sigh. "I'll be alright, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"As in... If they..."

"Burst?"

"Pop?"

"Explode?" Dia'vidd added to the suggestions, seeing the other two nod and know where he was going with this. "I'm going to regret this."

"No you won't." Revoros teased.

"I probably won't regret this, but..." A deep breath. "Continue." The two giggled as the smaller dragon gave the gesture. Feeling that pressure start up again and thicken up that bag between his haunches. Finally letting go of attempting to control everything and just yelping in excitement. Enjoying himself much more without the worry of being harmed.

That was until it started to battle for space. Feeling his scales hold out rather harshly against the hose and it's fluids. Sending the pressure against his weapon instead and making the adult whimper loudly against it. Another wave of that brass paw and the force increased. Finally overpowering those inner walls and overflowing his package. Letting it flow out like a thick balloon and soon up against the little ones.

They giggled a bit as they climbed on top of it. Trying to be careful as the balloon stretched out over his tail and up against those haunches. Soon able to contain an entire car before reaching another inner barricade. Filling out where it could, but the larger dragon couldn't contain himself when it pressed up against his hind paws. Those sharp appendages piercing into the sensitive scales and soon puncturing the massive sac. Sending a rather large wave of juices splashing around before healing the damages.

But the tube remained inside his weapon, starting from scratch as it flooded his package with that same enhanced pressure. Soon reaching his normality and making Dia whimper as he struggled against it. Letting it overflow a little bit before motioning them to stop. Resulting into about the size of a bush.

A few thick pants left the larger one's muzzle as he pulled out the tube. But it wasn't enough to satisfy his lust. "You okay?"

"Y-yeah. Just..." He answered the small wolfling. "Not quite..."

"Want to grow your belly again?" The dragon asked, getting his older kin to look at him for a moment and nod a bit in shyness. Smiling as they chirped in excitement.

"Alright, what with?" It made Dia double take, thinking he just meant liquids again. But...

"Can.. You get air here?" They nodded. "I haven't done that in a long time."

"Beachball Dia!" The brass one cheered as his brother got another hose. Looking at the adult for permission and letting him slip it inside. Feeling the tube thicken greatly, but not start yet. The little ones soon moving to climb back onto his belly.

"Hold on." The red one said, getting puzzled looks as he got up. "Lay down, side by side." They did so, and the larger one half laid on top of them; the two directly below the targeting area and getting them to almost giggle. "Okay, start it." A thick pressure soon after, making David whimper loudly.

The air was much more aggressive, or so it felt. Taking almost no time at all to flow through and fill up any empty space within the dragon. Soon starting to extend that belly downwards towards the younglings as they giggled against it. Pawing at the soft wall as it grew bigger and bigger, making the larger one smile and almost giggle with them. Feeling those sets of small claws dig into his armored scales as they weakened by the inflation.

Soon, it started bloating outwards. Easily invading his upper area as well, forcing the red dragon to stand up in order to not flatten the two. Not expecting to be expanding so quickly, having to rear back and sit down so his belly would grow out forwards and up. Giving the little ones time to get up and out of the way before pressing into the larger balloon. Taking no time to start flooding his standing area with colored juices, being triggered by the thick pressure.

But a loud whimper signaled for a stop. Letting the three to just enjoy the large bubble. Unable to even look forward anymore, he was so full. Feeling the smaller ones just study his durability, and even the adult joined in. Squeezing that thick belly with all his might and letting other areas greatly take up the slack. Sending stimulants of pleasure through him over and over, leading to several climaxes.

Dia'vidd could never explain why he loved this so much. Granted, this was the furthest he's gotten with air. Before it was barely even a bulge, just in case it did some long-term harm to the dragon. But he adored this feeling. His scales stretching to fit around whatever it pushed against, the stretches and noises they made. The size and pressure it gave off, it all added to the pleasure.

Feeling the two land on top of the belly hill with a giggle made him smile. Meeting a pair with the adult dragon's orgasm release. "You really enjoy this, don't you?" He nodded, nuzzling against the bubble that was his body. Tapping it with a bit of force and feeling it vibrate up to the younglings. Making them laugh a bit.

"Alright, ready for some fun?" Dia asked them, getting the two to excitingly nod. The larger one brought up two walls from the foam floor, flanking his sides. Slowly they began to close, putting pressure up against that balloon and feel it morph to accommodate. Starting off with soft jabs that made the young ones bounce like on a trampoline. In turn causing a few harsh waves of pleasure through the pink one.

Those presses from the walls grew thicker, forcing the bubble to stretch out more and stimulate him massively. A few small jabs then a slow squish that pressed even closer together. Rising the little ones higher and higher while thinning out those scales greatly. To the point of near bursting, but the walls withdrew back.

Two more appeared, this time behind the larger one and straight in front. Starting with a few small presses and sending orgasm after orgasm through Dia. Testing the durability of those scales drastically as the walls started to shift between sides and forwards. Eventually stopping to get another set: up and down. Placing the soft wall above where the wolf and small dragon were and squish them into the thick balloon with yelps of excitement.

But he was being gentle with them, telling they enjoyed such a thing. Even staying put when they clearly have an opportunity to escape and chirping "Again! Again!" Really pressing it down and forcing the balloon outwards to the point of transparency, sending another series of releases out of that red weapon.

All of a sudden, that pressure within David's tailhole returned. Increasing the volume of his body by the moment and sending more blissful waves through him. Panting and whimpering loudly as he started to expand more and more. Thinning out that belly as those walls took turns pressing against it. The groans growing thicker and louder, creaks making the two younger ones almost nervous and they bailed when they could. Watching from the outside as those foam platforms the larger one controlled pressed harder.

It would've been belly torture if the red one didn't enjoy it so much. As two walls nearly touched and the hose tested those belly scales to their limits. Adding more to the flow while all six pads pressed against him. That balloon creaking between those cracks greatly as the force grew tighter. The dragon's body starting to overpower them and route them back as the pressure increased more and more.

Eventually, Dia couldn't take it anymore, unable to concentrate on the walls and just dropping them entirely. Letting the hose have its way and thrash through his distended body. Overpowering the dragon as the balloon arched to tower over his head, but growing extremely thin in result. Spraying his seed between it and his bloated sac, he howled in pleasure as he reached about a third of the tub's volume.

Then the pressure from the hose increased again, forcing too much into his scaly shape to keep ahead. Pressing against his lower area first and tipping him backwards onto his now bloating haunches. The tail trying to make room, but unable to get much relief from the massive belly. His shoulders and arms taking up a bit of slack, but becoming misshaped as the pressure increased again. Then more, and more, and more.

Dia'vidd laid in orgasmic glee as he slowly watched his belly scales grow thinner and thinner. Nearly being able to see through it like glass, even from his very arms. Like a vapor that color disappeared quickly as more and more air flooded his body. Groans echoed through the room as the body struggled to find places for it all. Hearing his weapon fight against it like a stream against a thick balloon. Spray. Spray. Spray. Spray-!

And the hose stopped. Throwing the adult into several minutes of orgasms before catching a couple of shadows. Circling around above his belly and making out the troublemakers come in for a landing. A single step from the brass one-!

A loud bang echoed through the tub as it went from being three quarters full to instantly empty. Startling the two younglings as they flew and hid outside the tub for several minutes. Until Dia staggered out, a bright pink and almost drunk off of pleasure. Collapsing with a dumb smile over his muzzle before he even got to the little ones. Blacking out to them giggling at the adult.

His purrs filled the room while he laid very comfortably on the soft grounds. Nearly bending to his very body to aid it in his slumber, but the dragon made the mistake of moving to change position. In result, waking him from that nap and that break his body decided to have.

A thick yawn and several mumbles that clearly could not be understood by anything, those blue eyes opened. Now witnessing he was in the master bedroom; or Master Field-O-Pillows, whichever you prefer. Half wondering how he got here, the giggles from afar pretty much told him. Barely making out entire forts made of foam blocks, able to stand on their own and hold the little troublemakers scampering acrossed them.

Playing around with what seemed to be a small telescope at the top of a tower, they chirped in excitement. Gliding off and meeting up with Dia as he started to get up. "Rest well?" They asked, once again in sync.

"Quite well, actually. This place is very comfortable, to be honest." He pressed into the padding.

"Yep!"

"We sleep in here from time to time too!" The wolfling said, making the adult a bit purple. In turn causing them to giggle a bit.

"You thinking those funny thoughts again?"

"It's... Something I can't help." They nodded in understanding, rather eagerly.

"Ready to begin?" That one made Dia'vidd double take.

"Begin...?"

"Training!" A puzzled look made his scales shimmer yellow, then remember what they were talking about. "That color didn't last long." They snickered.

"R-right... You wanted to-"

"Help BD with his tail training!" An embarrassed whimper, and he couldn't help but cover his eyes with a paw from the smaller dragon's statement. "It won't be that bad." He said, in a much deeper voice that time that got Dia's attention.

"We'll be gentle." The wolf that time, again in a much deeper voice and the two in more adult forms. Leaving the older dragon speechless, both at the sudden transformation and how much they looked like their fathers. Granted, they barely realized those blue eyes were studying them. Looking over a large shelf that wasn't there before, one displaying many adult toys of many different sizes.

David whimpered, knowing where this was going and where it was probably going to lead to. Making him a deeper purple as he stared, nearly petrified at the two brothers. "Something wrong?" The brass one asked.

"Beo told you we have adult forms, yes?"

"N-not..." Granted, this started to make a lot more sense about them 'Knowing Stuff.' But that didn't make it any less awkward for the older one.

"Are you alright with this?" Revoros concerningly questioned, walking up to Dia empty handed with his brother and touching that purple shoulder. While the brass dragon that was possibly bigger than him touched the other shoulder.

"We need your consent before we continue. That is the rule." The brass one said, waiting patiently for an answer from Dia'vidd. Almost reading those blue eyes run through question after question and lifting up that other large paw to stop him. "This is nothing new to us. We've done it many times before, and..." He shrugged his wings, looking at his fluffy counterpart.

"We know stuff." The wolf shrugged in sync. "But it's up to you. Your rules, your limitations. We can even call the whole thing off, or you can just try it on your own. No hard feelings." A sad look from the older one as he took a breath.

"We won't feel excluded, don't worry about our feelings."

"We just want to help, Dia. That's all. If you'd rather wait for SD to return, you can do that too."

"This... Wouldn't be the first threesome I've been part of." The purple one admitted, getting soft nods from the two. "Nor the first set of... Twins?" A half shrug and a nod. "But... The first one with males..." A deep breath. "I can't say the last." A chuckle from all three of them, as the stepped closer to hug the shy dragon. Hearing another breath and feeling him participate. "I'll probably regret this."

"You won't regret this." The two stated.

"I probably won't regret this." They chuckled again. "But... What did you have in mind?" The broke the hug after a few licks and returned to the shelf. Letting those blue eyes get a view under their tails and actually expected a bigger set of packages. Even before the 'Refill' the older one got, they were probably smaller in size.

"We were thinking of using inflatables."

"Ones with press-pumps for more accuracy and a much better experience."

"Let alone, less that could go wrong." Lexar smiled, picking up one toy while his brother took another. Motioning the guest to come forward. "Though, I'm pretty sure you'd find it fun if something were to go wrong." A sly smile got a shy one from the older dragon, that excitement gleaming from his brown eyes, the same for the wolf's green ones. Both seeming to have the black specks their scaly father had, though far less noticeable in the brown ones.

A gesture for guest to lay down, and with a deep breath, he did. Still wondering how he gets himself in such messes, but they usually do end quite well. The two barely paid any attention to his red weapon, focusing on their work first in getting the toys as comfortable as possible. Them being rather smaller versions of the two Dia'vidd was destined to don.

He closed his blue eyes and relaxed his tailhole. Almost expecting them to be shoved inside at the same time and thrash the dragon wildly, but the smaller one was softly slipped inside. Getting a few excited breaths from the older one, but nothing he couldn't handle. A few more movements to make sure it could move in and out with ease before pulling out entirely.

Then the dragon's replica was up next. A bit harder to take inside, but nowhere nears the size of the one it was modeled after. Though, getting a much bigger reaction out of Dia, and even a squirt when it reached a full length. Leaking out quite a bit of rainbow pre onto that red belly. A few more playful movements of the toy and they could tell the dragon was enjoying himself. Rotating it around clockwise to get some extra slack within the tailhole before pulling it out.

Only to stop about 3/4ths of the way, then feel the tip of the first toy prod beside it. Getting a whimper from the guest and turn his scales purple, as well as another few squirts. His tail reflexed as well, trying to avoid it while Dia breathed to relax. Getting a look in question to proceed, and he nodded at Rev to. A few soft prods at first and they gradually got thicker, while his brother tried to maneuver the larger toy to make room.

Eventually the other tool slipped in, really stimulating the taker to the point he started to release streams. He tried to take a red paw to his own weapon, but his back felt stiff. Instead, getting two others to start stroking him off softly and helping him to an orgasm. Letting those colorful torrents take to the air and spray above the guest's head, as well as on it a few times.

A few heavy pants and chuckles and the two double checked their work. Making sure both toys were snuggly inside and adjusting them slightly. Laying down with Dia, their muzzles against his midsection and looking at him. "Ready?" They both asked, placing their paw pumps beside the older one's haunches. With a deep breath, he nodded for them start.

Every hiss of the pump brought a shiver up the dragon's body. Though not really feeling any changes until several moments later, it was still very exciting. Pre-generating exciting, adding to the pool that was already on his belly as those toys started to fill up. Knowing they finally hit a changing point when Dia whimpered in bliss and started to slow down.

A few more presses and some resistance was felt. After another half whimper and gasp, the twins stopped for a bit. Letting the older dragon's body get used to the new size it was taking. In the meantime, they had something to play with. Both starting to lick the red weapon between them clean, and feeling it spaz out from the attention. Studying the fleshy spines and blanket of small, soft thorns along its sides. Leaking its own juices for lubrication, and massaging the nearby sac that was still surprisingly full.

A few more licks up the tower, and the brothers shared a three-way kiss with the weapon's tip. Letting their tongues stimulate it until they got a few jolts to share and enjoy. Really taking a moment to get many of the different flavors before the dragon let the white one go first. Licking the tip with a red tongue before taking Dia in his muzzle. Then adding a few more pumps to stretch out that tailhole a bit.

The older one couldn't help himself from squirting or placing his paws on the backs of their necks. Not disturbing the wolf from taking the top half and the dragon from carefully scouting the bottom. Knowing exactly what those ridges were and how sensitive they could be. He was honestly paying more attention to the bloated bag and the color changing sheath until they started adding a few more pumps of air to the toys.

The guest's breaths shifted up a gear, getting them nearly rapid and those claws digging into that fur and spines. Rev started to move a bit faster and deeper, only racing the red one more until he got a loud whimper of warning. Then the wolf took the entire weapon in his muzzle, licking those ridges continuously as that shaft pulsed. Almost feeling the dragon's orgasm rising up, and the twins started adding pumps to it.

That incoming barrage overflowed the white one's maw, spraying torrents down his throat as his brother added pressure to Dia's sac. Seeing the bulges in the forest of white and his belly start to swell up, the brass one tagged in. Taking the weapon in his maw and drinking up the fountain of rainbow colors. Lasting quite a while and almost through the rest of David's event, until they added a few more pumps.

A second orgasm flowed through his red tower. Getting the brass dragon to struggle against it as his cheeks started to swell. Bailing soon after he was unable to take anymore and letting it just shower the three from the air. Still helping the older one through it while adding a few more pumps. Eventually seeing a pattern and attempting to see how long they could keep Dia spraying.

Thicker and thicker the two toys got, stretching that tailhole wide enough to fit a car tire. Several high pitched whimpers came from his muzzle, but none were terribly alarming until one long one after a thick pump and a loud _pop!_came from his tailhole. Instantly getting breaths of relief from the red dragon as his orgasm slowed down. Getting the twins curious and observing the toys. Only to find the Bear's completely deflated and now featuring a hole at its base.

The two chuckled as they pulled both of them out. Testing the tailpipe's new shape carefully with their own paws and getting whimpers of pleasure from it. "Better progress than we thought." Lexar stated.

"Should we try it again, or...?" The wolf asked, as the two looked over the recovering guest. Still stimulated and slowly getting up to present himself. Getting the two to chuckle and the white one offering the brass to take firsts. Carefully mounting the red one and having his brother help line up his weapon. Slipping it inside with rather ease, unlike a certain purple weapon that came to mind.

But the question did come to mind; what did they look like? Dia took a quick glance at their sacs before this, but not their tools. Granted, at the moment he was too busy adjusting to his body's cravings and the brass one's shape. Once again, something another brass dragon was better at, but it soon corrected. Strange, it felt like he was trying to do it with one hind leg before.

Eventually Rev came around to help those brass paws over Dia's shoulder and wings. This time spotting a red and glowing purple thorn within the white fur, and going after it. Getting a yelp from the wolf as the guest snatched the weapon with his lips. Trying to be gentle, but his instincts were just thrashing wildly. Studying the shape with his red tongue while his tailhole took mental notes at the one in there. Picturing them rather close to his own and Beo's weapon, and assuming Bartan's. Whereas the older one has yet to have such an encounter with the bear.

But the tool in his maw was longer than expected. Especially for Revoros' smaller size, compared to his brother. Perhaps this was by choice, he wasn't sure. Nor could he concentrate with that thicker weapon in his rear. But Dia recognized the basic traits: Soft fleshy spines. Thick flare after the pointed tip. Ridges that make them breathless with every little touch of that tongue and tailring.

That last one was starting to get faint sprays and jolts from both ends, something his own weapon was still constantly doing. With a bit of a straining whimper, the wolf pulled back after a thick jolt. Surprising the guest as if something was wrong, but was probably moving back to tag for his turn. In the meantime, Dia counted the different flavors he could make out. Sugar, Maple, Peanut Butter... Chocolate... Waffles?

Another awkward position, and the larger dragon tried to look back what was happening. Only to feel the brass one's weapon start to withdraw a bit, then the wolf's enter by its side. Making the older one yelp loudly as he stretched to accommodate both of them. Breath after breath left his lungs as they slowly went deeper to the point where he couldn't hold back his release. Spraying down at the pillows below them almost violently as the twins positioned themselves.

Then a pair of paws started pulling the guest back and up a bit. Getting another whimper as they put him in a sitting position, and forced that tailhole to take the length of both weapons. Singing into the air loudly as they nearly danced while holding him up, a very strange waltz that the brothers choreographed, possibly while the red one was napping.

But it used up a lot of energy, eventually having to put Dia down and just mount him normally. Both weapons sliding in and out of him, wedging that tailpipe outward to those limits they found earlier with thick weapons. Ones he could've sworn were getting bigger. A half study at the brass paw beside him and he could see it. The two were growing while inside him, making him whimper loudly at how this was going to end up.

At quick glance, even the white one was enlarging, definitely feeling it from within as those towers rubbed against one another. A few moments later, their maws were panting beside Dia's own, and reducing the room that the now smaller dragon had left. But the two stopped for a bit, catching their breaths and letting the three share some licks.

Then he felt it, a thick pulse within both of them at the base of the shaft. He knew Beo had a knot, and it only made sense that his sons would be equipped with them as well. As he yelped loudly, and almost struggled to get out, the two braced against themselves tightly. Forcing Dia to remain still and take the thick pressure as it started to build. Already approaching the limit they just found and soon surpassing it.

Whimper after whimper followed every pulse as that tailhole stretched. Those two knots inside only growing bigger as they prepared to release. Entrapping the guest under two heavy larger beings that were too concentrated on their instincts to acknowledge the now green one's calls. Pushing against those inner walls, making them grow thinner by the moment, until-!

A sharp pain as it tore. Making the guest yelp loudly in pain, but it was repaired almost instantly. It even caused the two brothers to take a step to the side in the beginning of their own orgasms. Feeling the wolf one quickly remount the red one and slip that knot inside, getting those juices to flood his lower end with a rather tamed pressure considering his size. As well as nearly being powerwashed by the brass one's.

It was no time that Dia's belly was full and pushing the two up. Leaving his own weapon rather vulnerable and leaking itself. Feeling a scaly paw on it, and then some pressure against the tip. Whimpering in question and then it started flooding up his weapon and into his own sac. Expanding it with every pulse while his belly was filling out his chest. Leaving him helpless, unable to do anything but to take the delightful punishment until the two were empty.

The three panted heavily, as they dismounted. Laying down beside the older one, now with more control and a bit of a guilty look. "Sorry." They both apologized.

"Sorry for what?" A deeper male voice behind them caught all three's attention, Dia looking rapidly back and forth. Too full to really turn around and see it. As the two brother's almost chirped, that guilt returned. Lowering their ears, but standing up straight as the larger brass one approached them.

"We pushed Dia'vidd a little too far, Sir."

"Caused him to... Tear." The smaller brass one admitted with his brother, coming completely clean and feeling those green eyes study all three of them.

"I see." A bit of silence.

"I-it was nothing, Beo. Just a little bit of pain." Dia said, still trying to look at him. "We were trying to find my... Limit, and we just found it."

"So it was your decision?"

"Yes." A calm stare from those green eyes, though he couldn't see them, he could feel them. Eventually turning green like he was in trouble.

"Truth is, we lost control of our instincts, Sir."

"It seems we need a bit more practice with them." The wolf added. Almost swallowing loudly.

"Dia. Do you forgive them?" It nearly made the guest double take a full 180.

"What? O-of course! I requested their help with..." He trailed off, then a bit of silence.

"Alright. You two are forgiven this time, and dismissed. But be more careful in the future, understand? Learn to know how your partner communicates and telegraphs."

"Yes Sir." This time, they were back in their younger forms, quickly scampering off when they got the signal. Letting a bit of that guilt wash over Dia'vidd himself as those brass pawsteps came closer. Overlooking his draining form and giving it a bit of a squeeze.

"It was my fault, really. Not theirs."

"That doesn't matter, Dia. They are still somewhat young. Knowledge isn't all you need in order to use such abilities."

"You need experience." The smaller dragon half whimpered.

"As well as control. And with those: restraint." The larger one took a moment to study his tailpipe. Even tracing a few times within it via finger. Making the younger one whimper. "What put you up to this?"

"A-actually... You." A noise in question. "You said a few times before that you wanted you and Bartan to..."

"And you feared that you wouldn't be able to take it?" A sigh of defeat from the younger as he laid down, getting Beo to do the same while putting a bit of weight on that belly to help deflate it.

"I was afraid of disappointing you."

"Disappointing...?"

"Beo... About what you asked me this morning..." A motion to go on. "I can't bring you the same things Bartan and Arson already can. I can't add anything to-" That brass paw touched his smaller blue one, letting the two look each other into the eyes.

"You don't need to. I'm not looking for what you're capable of-"

"But I can't even..." A heavy breath as he looked away, getting that same paw to rejoin his eye contact. "I can't even take you in my... Mouth."

"Again, capability. I'm not asking for that." A sad look. "I'm asking for you."

"But... Why?"

"Because I like you." He bluntly said, getting those younger ears to fall. "I like the way you change colors through instinct. I like the fact you enjoy every silly fetish. I like how it embarrasses you constantly to talk about simple sex things." A whimper from him. "And I will never get tired of that noise." A thick lick. "If you don't want to join, that's fine. I'll just keep you around for a booty call every now and then." That one made Dia chuckle.

"Even if I can't...?"

" Capability."

"And if I don't feel like I'm... Worth it?"

"Is that your decision to make?" Another whimper. "A-as in, that specific one. It's still your overall decision to join us, but... You're worth it Dia. Even your father is, but..."

"He doesn't seem to like you guys too well." They shared a chuckle. "...But I do. I just wish I could do more for you."

"Trust me, it is ridiculously hard to please a Counterweight through Capability." Those ears fell as Beo tossed his snout overdramatically. "_ Ridiculously _. I went through the same thing. Feeling like I couldn't do much for him." Another sad look and the brass one gave him a small kiss. "You want to know what I did?"

"What?"

A shrug. "Sexed his brains out." A loud laugh. "Seriously, that's all I felt I could give him. But it was enough, aside from the magnificent personality and physique, of course." A bright smile from David. "Even my tool of nature wasn't enough, but he could make it enough. Counterweights almost want someone to take care of. That's it in a nutshell."

"What do you want, then?"

"You." As flattering as it was, it did make his head sink. "If you have problems with Self Worth, we can work on them together. I love you, Dia. That's why I asked."

"I love you too, Beo."

"And I'm sure the troublemakers like you too. They like everything." The larger one grumbled, getting David to chuckle. "They like the color Pink."

"You don't like pink?"

"I _ hated _pink." He snorted, but looked at the smaller one with a smile. "Until I met you. Now, all it reminds me of is that tone you get after you explode, of all things." A shy chuckle. "I'd say more, but other colors tend to invade your scales during those moments as well." A smile. "It reminds me that you're happy. That I've made you happy. And I like that feeling."

A tear and a shaky nod. "...Alright then." A kiss. "I'll join your family, Beo."

"Thank you." A deep kiss, one that really invaded that smaller mouth. As if to test something and make the smaller one whimper. "How can you not muzzle me with this?" He half grumbled, pulling the smaller dragon on top of him while Dia giggled. "Seriously, it should be able to take it."

A bit of a sigh. "I don't know. I just..." A thick study of his jaw joints with a couple of brass paws. Half making him purr and yelp at the pressure they were giving off. "Beo...?"

"Do you trust me?" A shaky nod and another whimper. "Alright, open up." A bit of a whine, and he did so. Feeling that brass paw touch his tongue and make its way back a bit. Getting the younger one to whimper loudly, and trigger that gag reflex when it got too close. But those paws kept him still, letting his instincts get used to something being down that far.

After a bit, those fingers studied the back of his mouth, once again triggering those reflexes. But he just patiently waited until they went away. Really stressing around the joints and making noises in pondering before pulling out. Letting the younger one snap those jaws a few times. "Did you not break your jabbers yet?"

"My what?"

"They're very small, not even bones but... Barriers, I guess?" A look in question as he turned yellow. "They're there to make sure the jaw develops correctly during the first few stages. But usually after juvenile, they get broken so the jaw can lower." His head tilted the other way. "Y'know, so you can swallow food."

"Swallow...?"

"As in, whole." A neck curl. "You've never been able to do that?" His head shook.

"I've never had to swallow anything big besides... Well, you." An awkward neck rub. "I've always cut my food up."

"That explains it then." A noise in question. "Open up again." Another whimper, but he did. Feeling that paw again get into that position, but the reflex wasn't nearly as bad. But a sudden pressure on his lower jaw made him yelp. "Try to stay still." Beo said, doing his best to hold the younger one's head up. Putting more and more force on that lower jaw until a loud pair of snaps were heard. Immediately letting go and allow the whimpering dragon tend to it. "I know it hurts-"

"Ow!"

"But-"

"_ Ow!! _"

"You'll be able-"

"_ Owww!!!!! _" Dia whimpered, holding onto his jaw and snapping it several times. Seeing the brass one just smile at him. But with a bit of work, Dia was able to lower his jaw quite a bit more, especially after the pain went away.

"It looks fine."

"It... Feels fine." Another few snaps and moments of study, and Dia looked back. Getting a bit of a grumble before kissing the brass one thickly. Making him yelp in surprise before joining in. Really pressing his tongue down in and feeling it reach down his throat a ways. Now much easier with more room to spare.

Granted, the larger one knew exactly what Dia was up to. Using his brass paws against the smaller one's body to get his own weapon ready. Stroking those sides almost harshly as the smaller one gnawed on that purple tongue as it penetrated deep into his mouth. Feeling a few taps when it was and letting him get up to a better position. "Don't take too much."

"I'm planning to take it all!" He half hissed, getting a chuckle from the larger one as he nearly dove towards the purple beast of a mating tool. Starting off with a few thick licks and an aggressive draw for the liquids inside. Longing to taste that blue juice and even going as far as to stroke those ridges until he got some. Getting a growl from the brass one.

"Easy you." Beo grumbled, pulling the younger one's package closer and started licking at it. Pressing that tongue against that red bag and morphing it around with his paws as that tail thrashed around. "I think you've put on some weight here."

"You would not believe the amount of weight I've gained today." Dia purred, nearly biting that purple weapon and playfully pulling on it to get a reaction out of the larger dragon. Only to feel the same thing against his bloated package and moan loudly. Those brass paws pushing more of it inside that maw and take a larger percentage of that volume in that muzzle. Letting him nearly chew on his sac, squishing and forcing it to bloat out where it could to make room against the pressure. Getting the smaller dragon to whimper when those teeth found a hard stone within the thick water balloon, and withdrawing entirely.

Another pull, and that purple tongue went after his tailhole. Distracting the younger one from his desires and paralyzing him with pleasure. Able to taste that strange mix that reminded the metallic one of breakfast of all things. Licking that tailpipe roughly until the smaller dragon sprayed against his body with multicolored juices, even if it was just a few. Pulling out after a bit more rough-housing. "Alright, that's enough on my side."

A few taps and the larger one got up. Sitting on his own brass balls and letting Dia have his way. Still whimpering at how pent up and bloated they looked, even before the larger one put weight on them. Starting with several hard licks on that metal bag and hard presses. Trying to squeeze them with all his strength and getting Beo to chuckle, even at the several bites that were actually the younger one trying. "I think we've discovered the strongest matter in existence." Dia grumbled, getting a few pets from the larger one.

"Maybe, but there is a hole in it already. You'll just have to drink it the old fashioned way." An overdramatic snout toss from the orange one, but regardless, he wanted this. Getting almost giddy about this to the point of vibrating, he approached that purple nemesis one last time. Exercising his jaw a bit before taking in that entire head.

No more foreplay, but one final duel with the weapon. Feeling that thick flare and tip cross his fangs and slide across his tongue. Leaking out a few droplets on delicious juice that only aided the orange one's goal. Passing the shapes and landmarks he nearly memorized by now; spines, flares, the many bumps hidden deep within the flesh. Pressing further as his jaw descended a bit to accommodate that thickness, and the larger dragon to adjust a bit to help out. "Easy. Keep your head and neck level." A swallow before going in further, that reflex warning him that it was too dangerous, but the young one ignored it.

Taking a few moments to get used to it and warm up his maw by moving the flare in and out. That red tongue painting it while taking its own reward from time to time. Then he pressed in, his jaw reached down a bit more and that flare passed through with a bit of force. Much thicker than he expected, but the smaller one could at least take it now.

But all felt safe, for now feeling the flare part his throat. Allowing Dia to press on as far as he could, his lips to finally touch that brass sheath before he even recognized the ridges. Taking another step forwards and letting it all slide down more. Even feeling a brass paw reach down and rub the smaller one's neck, feeling that thick weapon bulge through those scales and loving it.

He succeeded. Victory! Finally able to take the entire length of the massive weapon and probably more. Sliding it through his throat and maw for several minutes while extracting the many juices those magical metal fruits held. Tilting and turning his head to reach those ridges more and make the brass one purr loudly. Gnawing at it constantly and loving the series of squirts he was getting. All adding to the smaller one's growing belly. "Good job, Dia'vidd. I'm proud of you."

"Iggur!"

"Hmm?"

"Iggur Eez!" Another noise in question, and the younger one pulled out. "Bigger please?"

"Seriously?" Beo grumbled, almost offended. But the smaller dragon nodded, making the larger one sigh. "I can't say no to you, but it's going to get stuck."

"I know." Another snout toss made Dia chuckle.

"You just love getting yourself into these messes, don't you?" An eager, energetic nod from the red dragon and a brass paw pushed his head down. Taking a grip on a horn and forcing the younger one to muzzle the thick purple weapon. Letting it focus on the head and flare for a bit before taking a step forwards. Causing more of that shaft to be nearly swallowed by David. Hearing him purr loudly and squirt himself a few times.

Several thrusts, and it started to grow a bit. Letting the smaller one let out a whimper of bliss as his throat thickened up. Himself taking a step closer to intake the entire length and work on those ridges. Feeling spray after spray go down his throat and accumulate in his belly. Letting his own release stain a few pillows below them.

But the young one wanted more, nearly biting the purple tower out of impatience and then getting it to thicken greatly. Not only that, but get longer; reaching down his throat more and more while getting it to bulge out. Taking his own paws and rubbing those scales out of bliss to just feel the shape of it all. Nearly the entire length of his neck, tracing every inch of where it stretched while slowly sliding in and out of the smaller one.

That ridge-work started to pay off, as Beo's loud purrs started to morph into growls. That weapon gaining more girth and a thick liquid started pumping into the smaller dragon's body. Filling up his stomach with seed and soon bloating out his belly. This time chest first before reaching the ground and whimpering in bliss.

That weapon started to pull out, and Dia whimpered loudly. Begging for more before it slid down his throat again. Literally thrusting into the red one's face and maw like it was his rear end. At least doing the best he could, whereas the dragon wasn't quite big enough to stand his ground against the brass one... Yet.

Several minutes of muzzling the titan, and that brass package started shifting a little bit. Knowing the signs well, Dia let out an excited yelp as a brass paw clamped his muzzle tightly against the purple weapon, and the other against his own back. Taking his own red paws against the one over his muzzle and feeling that tongue do its best to stimulate those ridges. Feeling the shaft thicken greatly and pulse gallons of seed into the red dragon. Extending his gut to the ground with ease, as that other brass paw held him down. Letting that belly begin expanding in multiple directions as it struggled to deal with the incoming flood.

The pressure was stimulating at first, getting him to nearly sing songs as his body danced with the pulses. Bobbing up and down as it filled him with blue juices. Stimulating, except they were not stopping like they normally would by now. Feeling his belly creek loudly and that same brass paw hold him down. Pushing him higher and higher up, to the point of being about the height of the brass one. Which was why he was holding down Dia's muzzle.

The torrents continued, even after the 'smaller' one whimpered for him to stop for a moment. His scales stretching out too quickly for such a flood, and now leaning him down forwards just to stay connected to the weapon. His throat started to thicken up to make room, along with his tail on the other end. Arcing upwards to keep up with the pace, as one last thick spray was forced into his cashew-like form.

But the brass one was just purring loud as can be. Pressing into that stretched out balloon of a dragon and making him whimper when those claws were used. "Still want it bigger?" He asked, getting a noise of confirmation, one identical to begging once again. Making Beo smile and push the warped bubble back a bit, but still hold his weapon within his muzzle.

A few short, slow thrusts soon gained speed, as it was much easier for the brass one to move into something closer to his size. Regardless of the helplessness, Dia'vidd loved every moment of it. The long weapon slipping in and out of his muzzle and throat, leaking out that blue juice at the same time. Knowing that the next release would most definitely be too much for his form, but he didn't care. He just wanted it.

Getting a bit faster, the weapon started to grow a bit more. This time, around the base of it, and Dia knew what it was. Almost clinging onto it with his maw as it thickened inside. Pulse after pulse, that knot grew and grew. So tightly against his muzzle that a single droplet couldn't pass between his lips any longer. One long hiss from the dragon it was connected to, and the weapon thickened one last time.

That pressure returned, thrashing everywhere into his body. Distending and bloating every scale that would move. Nearly doubling the dragon's size in the first ten seconds, stretching every limb into a thick bubble that only morphed into one greater sphere. Getting a loud creek, and awkwardly bulging out too much in one area, making him a bit lop-sided. Pulse after pulse entered him, thinning that side out greatly as the rest of his body struggled to make up for it. Getting a sudden rupture after a whimpering groan, spraying the blue juice all over the fields of pillows and forts the twins were playing with earlier.

But Dia reappeared nearby, quickly finding the brass titan still standing through his orgasm and moving towards him. Drinking what he could from that firehose of a stream and growing out his belly a bit more before slipping on his back under the larger dragon. Pulling himself up to the side of the purple weapon and gnawing at it to help it through. That is until a thick spray hit Dia's own weapon.

It was a stupid idea, but at the moment David was full of stupid ideas. Lining up his own red tip to Beo's own, he forced the brass one to start releasing into his own weapon. Thickening it up greatly with just the first spray to the point where it nearly stun the smaller dragon, and overflooded his now grey package. Feeling it bloat in all directions wildly, especially upwards against Beo's chest and belly. Pulsing out over his tail as he tried to keep his hind claws away from it this time.

But the brass one just assumed that was Dia's underscales, once again reaching new and overexaggerated sizes. Even the yelping didn't clue in until the grey bag groaned loudly. Now looking rather transparent and almost blue before overflowing and pushing his upperbody back a bit with the sac's inflation. Finally taking notice of what it was and withdrawing backwards. Finally breaking the connection and letting the smaller dragon whimper in bliss.

The last few torrents left the brass one's weapon, allowing it to go back to normal as he sat there staring at Dia and a bright blue bag that was about four times his size. Seeing him almost touch it, and could tell it was causing the younger one pain. "Don't." Beo warned him, taking a paw on the smaller one's shoulder. "Give it time to adjust, we'll just have to empty you the old fashioned way."

"W-why?"

"Because they can become volatile when they mix." A loud whimper from the smaller one as the two studied the bloated area. "I think we're in the clear."

"What did you mean by Volatile...?" The brass one laid down beside Dia.

"When mine and Bartan's mixed in an enclosed space, we found out that they... Create their own pressure." The smaller one turned yellow. "We're not sure if it's a gas or even a different, expanding liquid, but..." He gestured the blue balloon. "Everytime we've done that, our balls have exploded about thirteen to twenty seven times." Another whimper, unsure if it was for pleasure or fright. "In a row."

"A-and if it was... Inside...?" A green paw on that brass belly, and those wings shrugged.

"Once or twice. But everything gets released all at once like that. For the sac... We're still working out the bugs. Sometimes it gets everything, often enough it needs time to process out."

"And by time, you mean..."

"About an hour." Another whimper. "For now, let's just compress you a little bit so you can move. But looks like you're not the only one needing some milking." He nervously chuckled at the larger one as his overstretched sac began to shrink. Giving the scales some relief, but it felt like the weight was still there, making his tail numb. At least he could move, even though it felt like his haunches were lifting up an anvil. "Heavy, isn't it?"

"Yeah..." The smaller one half mumbled, sighing. "Sorry."

"You didn't know." The larger one sat down with him, supporting and comforting him for a few minutes. "Here I thought you didn't really enjoy ball play."

"W-well..." That purple color again. "Earlier... Yours sons..."

"Wanted to give you a refill?" A nod. "Sounds about right. I think they're getting an inflation fetish too."

"They're just not as powerful as you."

"Lexar is close, just doesn't have the volume to accompany it." A few licks on the younger one's head, eventually leading to a kiss. "But they're not in it for the ridiculousness yet. Just a much tamer version of me and Bartan, I suppose."

"Tame or not, I still couldn't take both of them at the same time."

"About that..." Beo rubbed the back of his neck a bit shyly. "We don't have to if you don't want to. It was just a fantasy we had."

"I want to, I just can't..." A glance at his lower end.

"It'll get better with practice." Another kiss. "Besides, this is only day two. We've already got one area ready." A friendly tap on that muzzle made Dia smile. "We've got weeks to work on the other."

"I suppose we do."

"But first, let's get your weight in check." A shy chuckle. "Just so we can put it all back on again." A few kisses lead to several deeper ones. "Feel like showing me your trick again?"

"Trick?" A devious look from the brass one and those yellow scales turned purple with a single whimper. "A-alright. If you want to." With a yelp, he pressed the smaller dragon to the pillowed floor. Pinning him down and locking lips in purrful growls. Slowly feeling the smaller one transform from the inside of that maw. Those fangs and teeth growing larger, that tongue thicker as its overall mass started to increase.

In no time, they were nearly the same size. Weapon on top of weapon, heavy bag on top of heavy bag. Both pulsing with excitement and new energy as they started thrusting against each other. Putting a bit of pressure on that red sac that was soon carrying the brass one's weight, outgrowing him to the point of lifting the older dragon up.

But a few taps for the red one to stop. Finishing the last few kisses and stepping forwards to feel that weapon prod under his thick tail. Getting the two purring louder, but he didn't don it yet. Instead, turning around and toying around with his tongue. Licking and stroking it's flare a bit while occasionally teasing those ridges. Causing the Cryo to release playful growls and start tending to those brass haunches.

However, the red weapon was just too big for Beo to take. At least Dia thought. Feeling the metallic one attempt anyway made the now larger dragon whimper a bit in question. Those fangs nearly scraping against the red flesh, getting between those spines as his tip started to reach the throat. Feeling that flare start parting those jaws further, but it seemed to be just too small.

To be safe, Beo motioned him to scale down a bit. Taking a deep breath and doing so, a slight nudge and it seemed to be enough. Slowly feeling his weapon slip inside a set of folds that lead to a thick tunnel. Loving the little tickles it gave to his spines and soft thorns as those paws massaged the lower half. Taking no time at all to start sending jolts down into that brass neck.

In the meantime, Dia'vidd still had some haunches to play around with. Pawing around with the brass bag a bit, he started licking and gnawing at them carefully. Almost feeling those strong metal legs grow shaky and weak, as well as that tail starting to lift. Presenting a hole that was just dying to be penetrated by something.

For now, a few fingers would have to do. Hearing several whimpers that were closer to purrs from the other side of that brass body as that paw began playing with it. Feeling Beo take a bit more of his weapon inside and rewarded with a few larger squirts. Ones that tasted a lot like that blue juice as he lapped it around the best he could.

But between those hamstrings and that tailhole invasion, The older dragon couldn't keep himself up. Eventually having to squat down close enough for that muzzle to start tended to the hole instead. This time truly whimpering as that forked tongue lashed around inside, painting Dia's chest blue within moments before continuing with his own plans.

A few more slips of that red weapon, and he donned another chunk of it with that maw. Feeling him reach that first ridge and expecting the squirt. But not the red paw at the back of his neck, pressing the brass one forward to take more and more of it. Getting the second ridge and a barrage of torrents directly into his belly. Then another press forwards from behind, for the rest of the length.

A series of rapid breaths from Dia said it all, doing his best to thrust into Beo's mouth before letting go and nearly grappling the brass one over him. Those arms going through his red wings like they weren't even there and a hefty storm of sprays poured down into that brass neck. Too far forward to pull out, his only choice was to swallow every last drop. Feeling it add into his belly and quickly fill it to its standard limit before getting that struggle.

It started with his already stout chest, expanding those plates outward and moving up to his neck a little. Filling up where it could before moving back and attempting to use other areas. But those red arms were holding on tightly in a bear hug. Preventing very little to go through, but enough to start transferring to his lower half. Slowly spreading out to his lower belly and haunches as that flow only increased with time.

That purple tongue directly tending to a ridge was only provoking more and more. Trying to get that Cryo to let go and allow the brass one to distribute that incoming seed normally. Getting it to half work and loosen his grip for his back half to expand faster. Raising his package and weapon while pressing that belly into Dia's face. The red one steal a drink from that purple shaft until it was out of reach.

More and more of that seed kept rushing down Beo's neck, and the two started to hit a stalemate. The brass one looking like a fat balloon in a corset belt, struggling to withdraw the weapon from his mouth and provoking the Cryo to use a paw to hold him in place. Half getting it, but that bear hug was soon broken, allowing the older dragon to expand into one large oval on top of Dia. Granted, his red weapon was still in that maw, causing the brass one to inflate greatly on top of the Cryo's head and neck until it was just impossible to hold onto that weapon anylonger.

That didn't stop it from spraying and Dia playing around from below. So much weight, but he loved the feeling of it. Whimpering loudly and playing with the full balloon until his orgasm faded. And even then, still toying with that belly for a bit longer. Finally getting out from under it and meeting the brass one muzzle to muzzle with a deep kiss. Tasting a mix of three flavored seeds within that maw before stopping. "How did I do, boss?" Beo asked.

"Wonderful." Dia'vidd purred. "But I think you have another hole that can do a little bit better."

"I'm in no position to argue." That one got him to chuckle.

"Good. Because ever since yesterday, I've wanted to Sex Someone's Brains Out." The two shared a laugh as the Cryo made his way around. Increasing his size to better mount the brass one and tonguing that tailhole for a few moments before starting to climb onto him. Hugging and squeezing that metallic bubble a little bit before lining up his own tip. Pressing against the tight fit and feel it adjust for comfort before sliding it in. Taking a moment to just enjoy the warm feeling before increasing his size once again.

The harsh pants from the brass one as he struggled to keep up with that constant change. The now larger one's girth constantly increasing and stretching out that tailhole, while the weapon itself piercing deeper and deeper into that balloon. It's volume forcing the dragon to adjust and expand outward just to house such a massive thing, not stopping until Dia reached his full size. The Cryo about the size of a few city blocks, and the brass one about a small house in comparison.

It honestly reminded the larger one of attempting to sex a full water balloon. Heavy and a bit awkward, but able to hold it up with a single paw. Still, this size was a bit overkill. Which only meant he would have to catch the metallic one up. Carefully taking grip against those stretched scales, Dia slowly moved his weapon inside it. Letting those ridges be stroked as he quivered in pleasure. Hearing songs from below that nearly matched his own deep purrs, and the occasional hiss.

A couple of small squirts from below was nothing compared to the thick jolts the Cryo was shooting. Nearly tripling in size from a single torrent and allowing the larger one to just kneel down a bit. Giving the small bubble time to adjust before carefully thrusting it into the ground. Loving how every motion seemed to thrash right through it and only aid his progress. Every spray making it just that much easier mount and thrust into, expanding that balloon that was still somehow retaining its color.

But Dia remembered how big Beo could get, in comparison to this form. Let alone how much punishment that body could take. So when it got to about a quarter of his size, he gently laid it across the fields of pillows. Carefully mounted it on all fours, pressed his own weight against it and allowing those scales to really take shape before thrashing into it.

Though his weapon was pretty much stuck inside the balloon, the movements still gained the same results. Plowing into his current toy wildly as it sang songs of bliss. Every other thrust increasing its volume little by little, until he felt a barrage incoming. Then squeezing that yellow bubble with everything he had as the Cryo bloated it out drastically. Going from about knee height to lower belly in a matter of minutes.

Yet that older one still remained strong. Almost cursing how durable that body was, but it was thinning out. Thrusting harder into it with nearly held back urges, he forced it to grow beneath him. Picking out where that tail inflated to keep up, and pressing it back down into the main body. Making the contents flood the other limb areas as more and more juices invaded that bubble.

Eventually letting go of that tail and watch it soak back up again. Purring at it loudly before leaning over and giving those tortured scales a harsh lick. Then a few more before biting into them. Loving the squeals the dragon gave off, and almost reminding him of Dia's own when Beo did this. Playfully pulling on the stretched area, but still not able to pierce through it.

Still, the Cryo was getting closer and closer to his final bit. Now nearly drained of that extra seed he received today. Gripping the brass belly and sides with all the strength and claws he could muster, he released into the living toy. Hearing it groan loudly and expand with unreal durability. Torrent after torrent, the sphere grew past the 'larger' one's chest. Forcing him to let got and expel more liquids inside the titan to make up for it.

A long grunt gave off a loud groan from those scales, as it reached up to his chin. A little bit more and it reached up to his horns, now past the limit he found yesterday. Several heavy breaths and Dia released a few more torrents until-!

He was empty. Panting and almost growling in denial. After all the things he's gotten himself into, the several sac inflations, he was actually empty? A loud grumble as he pressed into the massive balloon, now completely void of all metal color and tight as a drum. However, he still couldn't pierce it with claws or teeth, let alone horns. except for his lower one. And soon, that knot would probably start to shrink.

Dia had to think. If he got another refill, he might be able to. But by that time, the brass one would have adjusted, and they would still be in this stalemate. If only... He looked deep into that multicolored orb, almost being able to feel it slosh a bit. Then got an idea, one that would only possibly work and might hurt the brass one. Granted, he did claim yesterday that he could take it...

Well, time to find out. The red one took a firm grip on the spherical drum and started sending an electrical current through it. Hearing the dragon whimper in question, but not in pain, as that energy started to charge the liquids inside. Turning them into a gas and start pressing against those already stressed walls. Pressing further and further outwards, attempt to escape their scaly prison, well past the height of the Cryo. One loud creek after another, a groan here and there. And a silent hiss slowly becoming louder with every moment of expansion-!

The cross between a pop and a splash echoed through the massive room, as Dia fell onto his side. Panting, but roaring in victory. Though, soon remembered the previous night. Covering his tailhole before the brass one could enter, and hearing him snort loudly. " I remembered it this time." The Cryo chuckled, feeling the brass one on his nose.

"Fine, fine. I guess we shouldn't be repeating sessions so quickly anyways." Beo grumbled. "Clever trick, by the way."

" Thanks." Dia almost chirped. " But that doesn't mean we have to stop. Though I think I'm finally out of... Juice."

"Just means you'll have to receive for a bit then." The larger one did his best to lick the brass dragon, half nudging him with that red forked tongue as he started to shrink in size. "No need to do that." Beo said rather calmly, getting a noise in question and those thicker scales to mimic that metallic color. Feeling the smaller one climb between his eyes and through that mane a bit before leaping off the Cryo.

But those blue eyes tried to follow him, going cross-eyed for a moment and shaking his head to reset his vision. Following where the mini-titan went without getting up and meeting an identical one that was bigger than Dia currently was. Catching his muzzle with a larger maw and making the younger one yelp in surprise, then almost melt when that tongue started massaging his mouth.

Aggressively the two locked lips, nearly biting each other's mouth muscle out of instinct and exchanging heated breaths for several minutes. Taking eyes on a certain purple weapon that was still very ready and nearly on display for him. Taking a paw to that brass chest and bicep as if to climb up to it, motioning for Beo to just take a few steps forward to make it easier.

The slightly smaller Cryo greeted such a beautiful design with a strong lick and kiss. Barely touching it and getting the thick shaft to start leaking its contents. Another step closer and he was able to take the large head while feeling his own get some attention. Almost treating it like a small competition of who can do the best tongue-work for a few minutes, unable to tell who the victor was, but the brass one stopped a bit early. " Dia Juice." Beo said a bit loudly, getting the Cryo to make a noise in question while his maw was occupied.

But there was no response aside from a small adjustment from the one on top. Then something thin being inserted into his red weapon. Making him gasp and whimper a bit, but it wasn't painful. Still, it really threw the now purple one a bit off track, especially after the hose went inside a bit further than when the little ones did it. Of course feeling it leak through and down his tower.

A small thrust came from those brass haunches, commanding Dia to continue his work while going a bit deeper into his muzzle. Feeling it start rocking in and out a bit while the red one did the same. Barely even taking notice to the sudden change in area: the two now in a massive city that actually looked a bit toyetic. Several models of tiny humanoid creatures standing completely still filled the streets. Many of them looking towards the two gargantuan behemoths getting it on in the middle of their park.

But Dia's maw was too full to question it. Honestly, it was just another kink or quirk for the dragon to use; to have an audience. Considering how thrilling it felt when the two little ones were watching the younger Cryo 'Enjoy Himself' earlier, he could understand. Doing his best to not distract him from a certain role the brass one assigned to him. Lapping at that purple weapon and taking a bit more with the gradually heavier motions.

But the smaller one couldn't hold back those whimpers as he felt as his bag started to reflate. The small stream starting to add up, as well as those brass paws massaging his sides while that purple appendage teased many things. From his belly, thighs, weapon, to even his hind paws a bit. Taking a step further and forcing Dia to use his new found ability; nearly swallow that entire flare in order for the brass one to tease past that deflated bag.

But the Cryo loved it. Nearly pawing the weapon off constantly and scraping against its thickness with his sharper fangs. Almost wondering how much punishment such a thing could take if he did bite down on it. Smiling almost deviously as he slowly tried, being cautious about it and hearing those purrs break into a growl from above him. " Careful you..."

The now orange one's only response was a loud purr, almost provoking as he continued. Starting with a bit of massaging and thick draws of that seed within such a weapon before pressing those jaws harder and getting another growl. Adoring the roughness that the brass titan started participating with as well. Those teases growing into gropes along his sides and muscles. Then a bit on his sac that was still filling up bit by bit. Letting the liquids inside slosh a bit before stretching out the scales with his own teeth. Being careful not to snag a stone inside, before tormenting that tailhole a bit.

Several more squirts flowed down his red and orange throat, constantly changing colors with his intentions. When a bite got a bit too hard, the bigger one punished him with a full, unexpected thrust. Getting a loud, deep yelp and almost melt into submission as those hips started easily thrusting into that maw. Sliding that thick flare in an out of that throathole as it bulged a bit. Going in so deep that Dia's nostrils were almost rammed by those brass stones. Getting a hard cushion that bent with the weight of a water balloon.

Those motions slowly got faster over the dozens of minutes the dragon was feeding the younger one. Letting him drink his content while dipping into those selfish instincts a bit. Almost neglecting to tend to the red one from time to time, but from the sounds of it, Dia was content with the muzzling he was receiving. Even witnessing that red weapon of his jerk from time to time, trying to squirt or release its current plug.

But with a heavy hiss, Beo drove that weapon into that maw with full force. Then added another two steps to be sure, sliding the Cryo on his back a bit before releasing several thick torrents. Barely enough to start bulging before withdrawing out. Of course getting a begging whimper from the younger one, and almost claw for more. A few more thrusts and several more sprays thickened that throat and belly until those scales turned purple or pink. A mix of the two, really. Finally letting him slide out in peace and share a deep kiss.

Of course expecting that glob of his own seed and accepting it graciously. Barely getting any resistance, nor fighting to keep some of that blue juice. Even after finishing the kiss, that red tongue lolled out the side of his muzzle as he panted in drunken pleasure. Barely attempting to keep an eye on the brass one as he lined himself on top of the younger dragon. Licking the overflow coming out the sides of his muzzle and tormenting his ears until those paws started to half push him away.

But those metallic paws started reaching under his sides, passing through Dia's now massive wingspan and trying to keep still as the larger one started lifting him up to a near standing. Then a bit more to almost be impaled by that weapon, whimpering loudly as that purple spear rubbed against his still inflating package. Still slowly growing full, but the slight compression the embrace caused stimulated him to react a bit more.

Throwing his own paws around that thick neck and doing his best to hold his new weight while Beo took a few steps across the park and into the city streets. Knocking over a couple of small buildings until they got to a massively large one that he could lean the younger dragon against. Pushing his back up to it and giving that smaller neck a harsh few licks before muzzling him. Those whimpers nearly begging for more, knowing it was soon coming when a brass paw reached under his haunch.

A heavy pull up, and Dia'vidd felt a prod under his tail. Nearly singing into the city air as it pressed against his tailpipe, wanting to expel his own jolts out of his currently plugged weapon. That purple tip starting to separate that flesh, leading the way for the rest of the thick flare. A little too thick for the Cryo to normally take, but a few jolts started to make it a little easier.

Bouncing the red beast against the skyscraper wall only forced him to take a little more of that weapon per drop. Those black claws really digging into his metallic shoulders when it started getting to be too much for him to handle, but like hell was Dia going to tell the brass one to stop. Those whimpers and vocals half turning into hisses as that other paw of Beo's adjusted to the red shoulder, the opposite one still under his haunch.

A slow drop and a pull down on that upper paw sent the Cryo into rapid breaths and hisses. Really showing those fangs and grunting through the wideness of that thick purple flare, stretching his tailhole more and more opened until it suddenly slipped inside. Nearly forcing the younger one to take the entire thing before getting shoved up against the building and taking the full length for certain. Feeling that red weapon jerk rapidly until it forced that hose out in a series of thick torrents.

The streets were suddenly washed by colorful seed, as the spray reached up towards the higher windows. That is, when it wasn't powerwashing the two dragon's undersides. Feeling a few torrents flood inside his rear as well during such a powerful orgasm, and barely being able to control a single paw to stroke off his own weapon while the larger one concentrated on keeping them balanced.

Quite a bit of that red sac was emptied from such a thing, but his belly took in a fraction of it as well. Once again feeling a bulge for the fifth time today. When he was finally done, he got an unexpected deep kiss from the brass titan, letting the two lock lips for several moments while a bit of that wall cracked from the weight. Eventually, his rainbow eye caught that lower paw bring up something; that same hose again. Almost questioning if the younger one still wanted it.

Taking a deep breath, he accepted it. Feeling Beo take a step back to get a bit more space between them, but still supporting the Cryo's weight. Another breath as Dia slipped it inside his own weapon, getting it to jerk and squirt in self-defense a bit before getting it down far enough to be secure. Then, the pump turned on, the flow a bit more than before and making the purple beast whimper loudly before aggressively going after that brass muzzle.

It was a sign to tell the larger one to ravish him, shoving the durable creature against the building again and ramming him up the wall with heavy thrusts. Preventing anything aside from that multicolored tail from touching the ground as Dia was forced to take in such a massive weapon for several minutes. His own package and belly slowly getting fuller with every motion and almost prying it self-defense. His red weapon wanting to release time and time again, as that purple one thrashed that tailpipe until it was almost numb.

Then he felt it thicken up within him, still not stopping the motions and making the younger one take it while several heavy sprays flooded his body. Reducing the space between them by a significant amount after the first few moments, and getting the 'larger' one to suddenly squeeze the Cryo tightly. Those massive arms adding more pressure to that belly and sac, as his weapon continued to fill him quickly. Now forcing his belly to stretch out the sides where it could until the weight shifted against the brass one's favor. Causing him to roll on his back and into a few buildings. Now the one being pinned.

But Dia'vidd was far too into it to take advantage of such power. Instead slamming his haunches down over the purple weapon and squeezing those ridges. Milking those brass balls as much as he could take as that belly grew and grew. Passing that normal wall like it wasn't even there and just flooding those scales forward. Over Beo's chest, to the point where he hugged and squeezed it for a little bit before his barrage was over.

But the session wasn't done, taking a few moments to just play with that full belly by squeezing and bouncing it and hearing the younger one whimper. At first, he thought it was just from the stimulations, but something was still pressing between them. Getting the older dragon to disengage and lift the living juice balloon up, finally releasing it of his weapon for now and give that bloated sac a bit of relief. Let alone space to work with.

But seeing it rather distended got the metallic one a desire for it. Laying the Cryo on his back and start provoking that red weapon with his maw. Licking at its shaft while pawing at its ridges sent the younger one into loud whimpers and breaths. Seeing some of the liquids start to flow around the hose just for some release, and getting such a thing to thicken up. Soon forcing the tube out and spraying desperately into the air.

Soon that maw caught the tip, drinking straight from the tap as he encouraged it to continue. Swallowing colorful spray after colorful spray until his thirst was beyond satisfied and it started leaking out of his lips. Then walking over it, letting it wash under his own tailhole and haunches as Beo massaged that bloated belly of the younger ones. Making a large mess into the streets again, under his hamstrings, and even entering his own tailpipe a bit there was so much pressure.

Eventually squatting to don it and take the spray directly. Listening to the vocal music Dia played while it started rounding out his brass belly a little. Taking a small break while those last few sprays jolted out and leaving the two purring. Once again, that same pink sac looking more deflated, but that wasn't a bad thing.

Soon getting up and inserting that hose again, still loving that noise the 'smaller' one made while doing it, Beo increased the flow of it more. Letting that sink in and watching the Cryo's priceless expression as quite a bit of his own fluids were forced into him once again. Then rolling that deflating beast to his belly before feeling a bit of sharp debris under his brass tail and making him almost grumble at it. Giving the bloated one a few licks and squeezes before tended to that mess.

The titan just wanted to be sure there was no premature bursting caused by such a thing, slamming his tail over the piles a few times to nearly grind it into dust before sweeping it away with that same long appendage. Looking back at Dia in a double take as the Cryo was holding his own pink tail in his mouth, lifting it up to present the haunches while wiggling them. Getting not only a bit of a wobble from his bigger belly, but even getting that inflated bag to bounce with the taunt. Getting the larger one to chuckle and pay it a few licks and nudges before mounting him. Really pressing the dragon's heavy weight and making Dia sing loudly in sections as that weapon pierced him again. At least this time a little easier.

A couple of slow thrusts for the younger one to enjoy the feeling before starting into the harder ones. Really stretching that belly out across the road before those casual releases started filling him back up again. That multi colored sac growing at an alarming rate as the two were caught in their own motions. The purple tongue slowly licking the back of Dia's neck and leading the two to lock lips until Dia let out a painful whimper as a loud groan was heard behind them.

He didn't even notice such a thing lifting his heavy metallic tail, but the younger one's pouch was on its last few inches. Quickly shutting the flow off and half growling at the idea of it. " So... Tight..." Dia'vidd whimpered between breaths.

" I think I'll compress it." The larger one muttered. " As much as you and I enjoy the idea of constantly refilling you after every release, it's taking a lot of time to do so." A thick whimper of relief as the pink bag started quickly shrinking to a normal size. Though a bit stretched now, it would recover in time. " Actually..." A devious purr from Beo as that flow started up again, throwing the younger one into singing breaths as the sac began to pulse once again with more fluids. " Just warn me when it's getting to be too full again." A noise in confirmation as Dia wiggled his haunches to beg the dragon to continue.

He did so, once again starting slow and making the Cryo impatient. Doing his best to start thrashing into that thick purple weapon while pinned down. Enjoying a few minutes of it until he let out another warning yelp. Feeling that bag compress again and start over with little interruption this time. Occasionally a thick spray of blue juice was felt, fattening that belly up a bit more to the brass one's current size. Making it much easier for him to rock into the Cryo.

Soon, the massive barrage of pleasure was getting Dia nearly drunk. Unable to even keep himself up and barely whimper to warn Beo once again that his package was getting too full again. Nearly having to snap the larger one out of his instincts to compress the bloated sac, now overflowing and able to take a bit more punishment than before. Several thick sprays inside the pink one inflated him off the ground in an easier position. This time paying more attention to the inflating pouch, and letting it overflow even further. This time not even getting a vocal tell before compressing it again.

A few nudges from that brass snout to get his attention. " You okay?" But a goofy smile and a lolling tongue basically answered him. Even seeing some of that blue juice start leaking out of that muzzle, making Beo smile and lick him a bit. " Two more, then I'll let you release. Okay?" A bit of a whimper was the only thing that answered him. Slowly rocking into the younger one so not lose his own place.

Once again that bag started to overflow with thick groans, nearly lifting the brass one's lower half up as it stretched out into the streets. Taking up an entire intersection's worth and reaching the height of several story buildings before it was compressed. Only to wait and do it all over again, this time letting it press into those buildings as those scales thinned out. " Come on, Dia. Just a little more. You can take it."

Another loud groan and thick creek that was nearly turned into a whine before it collapsed one of the buildings. Then another, then the last two before nearly bursting. Being caught just in time and compressed into a rather bloated still sac. Now finally taking out the hose and letting the dragon release like he desperately needed to. Letting it flood the streets for several moments before shifting around a bit.

Then the sprays were no longer felt around his brass hind paws. Making Beo question and look back for a few moments. The songs were still half there, the motions, but no liquids? It concerned him for a moment, until he caught eye of those juices down the street after several moments. Seeing them come out of the sewers, and chuckling. Trying to look down at the red weapon that found itself in a manhole.

At least there was really nothing down there, other than a few clean tunnels. Stroking the ballooned belly and back a little to help the young one through his much needed orgasm and see him start coming back to life. Purring loudly as his senses returned and be more like himself. " Welcome back."

" How long was I out?" He panted, reaching the end of his torrent session.

" Several minutes. Let's hope we solved your emptiness problem." A playful nudge.

" Normally I don't need that, but I also don't normally release eighteen times a day." A look back to lock lips with the brass one. " Speaking of release, ready to release some tension finally?"

" Ready to reach new heights?" A chuckle and a solid nod. Starting with a full thrust and really getting a fresh reaction out of the Cryo. Letting the two purr loudly as they started to thrash into each other. That red weapon finally getting the freedom to spray as it pleased, especially when that belly started to expand after every pre torrent.

They started off as soft groans, almost of pleasure, as those scales stretched to make room for the seed being sprayed into that red body. Soon flooding the streets and lifting the two off the ground, though they tried to remain on it. Leaning forward so that the smaller one's lower end would expand first and keep some balance, soon reaching the top of the first several tall apartment buildings.

A loud hiss from the brass one as that purple tower thickened up towards its base, getting Dia rather excited and wiggling his haunches in anticipation. Letting the two behemoths share one more kiss of affection that was interrupted by a heavy expansion. That massive belly steamrolling over several buildings and knocking over that previous skyscraper with the first few torrents.

However, it was bloating the Cryo's chest area first, causing the two to start leaning backwards, as the two sprayed their liquids. Even after trying to re-adjust it, Beo couldn't at this size. Increasing it during mid-orgasm, the younger one made a sharp yelp in pain as that tailhole felt too tight. Doing all it could to stand against the flood and the weapon stretching it out drastically. He would have to keep that purple tower this size from now on, increasing the mass of the rest of his body and finally touching the ground once again. Pushing the bloated Cryo forwards so his lower belly would start taking the extra slack.

It was working, for a while. Expanding greatly for every thick torrent sprayed into his body. Covering city block after city block with every little bit and really testing the limits of those scales against the debris. Let alone steamrolling the dozen of 'civilians' that got swallowed up in the bloating. But eventually, Dia outgrew the dragon's current size as he reached the end of his orgasm. Giving the two a break and time for the younger one to squeal in glee at his shape. Nearly the size of the city after they were done.

The hide was tight, but still retained most of its color. Able to contain such a thing with impressive durability as the dragon studied it a bit more. Being on the inside of it yesterday, he didn't really know how much punishment the young one could take at this size. But it was time to find out. Once again resizing himself to be able to mount the fat Cryo properly and still hear his chirps of excitement, he started thrusting against it again.

The motions and pressures into such a massive belly was still sending the seed where it could. Gathering into those arms and thick tail when Beo squeezed that belly a bit. Once again, astonished at Dia'vidd's tolerance as he hugged it tighter and heard those sprays from far below again. Licking at the thinned out areas with a huge tongue before biting into it a little bit. Getting yelps of excitement and wiggles around his ridges. Causing a few more sprays to start flooding that balloon out again. Half a spray equaling out to several city blocks, and soon they could no longer find the city below them.

Sadly, that was the largest form of scaling the dragon had. As much as he would like to see how big Dia really could get, he would just have to work with it. Giving the young one a few quick squeezes for him to start bouncing and send waves into his body, the brass one drew a massive grid up and over the field of pillows in a series of circles. The smallest one being the size of the city itself. He wasn't sure how far it would go, but they would soon find out.

Another thick lick on what he could guess was the pink one's head. " Ready?" Another chirp, and the massive dragon started thrusting into the bubble again. Even going as far as to grapple it and lift it vertically for a few thrusts before having to put it down. Making it very difficult to keep balance doing so. Several minutes passed as they sang vocal songs into the emptiness of white, occasionally adding a few more sprays to that balloon and reaching past the number 4.

But the big one was coming, making the brass one anxious about the answer as he prepared himself for the upcoming struggles. A near deafening roar that causing mass vibrations through the Cryo's body before unleashing the barrage. A near constant flood of blue that sent those scales in all directions. Beo attempting to keep it balanced and steady as they invaded the smaller one's arms and haunches. That tail flooding several times in a few seconds as he tried to slow the flow down a bit.

Soon he was too big to keep control of, and the dragon had to grow again. Trying to keep that back end up as Dia started to bubble out. That hide turning blue drastically and his belly thinning out. Those arms and haunches bloating out and fusing into one shape. That tail filling up so much that there was no longer even a point anymore, unable to tell where the Cryo's back or neck was, as they reached past the number 87.

A harsh standstill as the dragon whimpered a bit. Doing his best to not claw at the blue orb while staying locked into it, but in result sliding against that thin bubble until he was facing down. Tail against 'Tail,' like a canine attempting to pull out a knot that was stuck. Releasing several hisses as they fought against the pressure and eventually overcoming it. Letting Dia overflow massively as that bubble grew bigger and bigger. Those scales already looking atom thin, yet it still somehow held together through every spray the brass one had.

Creeks and groans replaced the younger one's whimpers of bliss, making Beo slightly nervous while trying to concentrate on just releasing. Even going as far as to press against his own package to release into the gigantic balloon, which only replied with high pitched whines. Another one. A third as it stretched further. Then one last one before another heavy overflow, nearly taking all of the dragon's orgasm as he whimpered himself. Still locked onto the Cryo as he took one last torrent-!

And remained whole. Getting a very exhausted Beo to pant heavily a few times before lightly tapping his head on the hide and whimpering to expect an instant burst. But instead snapping his jaws a few times, whereas the Cryo's hide nearly felt completely solid. Still, it would be a bit of time before he got another release ready, and odds are if Dia was this full, he wouldn't last too long.

But the brass one pondered a little bit, still hearing the occasional spray near him and getting a small idea. Opening up one end of a portal in front of the bloated one's mouth while sliding the other end over that red weapon. Forcing the younger behemoth with already bloated cheeks to muzzle himself and receive his own barrage of torrents, even after Beo tormented those ridges.

It was almost like feeding him a grenade with the pin pulled, hearing him almost whine as those multicolored juices started mixing into the realm of cyan blue. Stretching out that bubble very slowly, the waves sloshing through it and starting to stroke the ridges of that purple weapon now painted blue. Once again attempting to hold back for as long as possible and let out a little bit at a time. Feeling it pulse against his brass body in bobs as his pre leaked through a little at a time.

But the waves were just too stimulating, overpowering his instincts and flood that blue balloon once again. Hitting a small stalemate that caused Dia to overinflate after a few moments, this time drastically. Dragging the locked dragon higher and higher up as the Cryo's body showed constant signs of giving out at any moment. Long creaks and groans fought in shouting matches as the balloon started to deform. Then correct itself for a few moments, then overflow in a different area. Struggling to keep everything balanced while taking the brass one for a ride.

Eventually, Beo couldn't even see the ground, just laying still on a landmass of blue with the occasional color mixed in. He couldn't even tell where gravity was pulling him anymore, just feeling locked down to the bubble he was forced to feed more and more. The sprays were getting harder to release, those scales fighting drastically to stay linked together and containing such a thing. Then a near deafening whine that was almost pure feedback before instantly causing the balloon to burst into a planetary flood.

Nearly knocking the two out as they rode the waves for several minutes. Slowly cleaning up such a mess and eventually finding each other within the blue ocean. Dia completely unconscious and back in his original dragon self, while the brass titan, still giant, kept him afloat. Eventually touching the ground, resizing himself, and collapsing into each other's arms before falling into a very deep slumber.

"Hey." The brass one lightly called, getting the smaller dragon to slowly wake. Almost pawing away at the few nudges and licks before returning to them in his drunken sleep. "You okay, Dia?"

"Mmm..." He slowly blinked his blue eyes, seeing the brass one and a bright series of lights behind Beo's head. "What...?"

"You feeling okay?" A noise in response didn't really help him as the younger one mumbled in a yawn. Licking between those metallic nostrils and sharing a quick kiss. "So..."

"M'what's that light...?" He focused a little bit, seeing the numbers 5,998 in the sky. "What...?"

"That's... The amount of those cities you could've fit inside you at your fullest." A strange look as if it didn't register for several seconds. Then morphing into shock and awe before eventually causing the younger dragon to faint. "Dia? -Dia!" He was still breathing at least, and the brass dragon sighed. Cuddling up next to him and turning off the lights. "I think we both need a few days of rest before we attempt that again."

A few strokes against what was probably a very sore smaller body, Beo himself felt the same. Likely taking the next couple of days to recover, spend time with his new mate, play around with the troublemakers and welcome the younger dragon to his new home.

...Likely squeezing in a session from time to time, of course.