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A New Toy by Kaz

Apache the dragon woke up in a pool of sweat, his sheets soaked, wrapped around him tightly. Seemed as if he'd been flailing around in his sleep, as if he'd had troubling dreams. Light was pouring in through his bedroom window, streaming across his four-poster bed, the intensity of the early morning sunlight enough to jostle him further from sleep. The beautiful furred dragon stirred, tossing the sheets aside and standing up, stretching and growling softly.

Appearance wise, Apache was one of the most beautiful and handsome dragons you'd ever lay eyes on. His gorgeous bright red fur was patterned with darker greys and brows, and his thigh and under-belly area were both that deep brown. A plump sheath like a canine's hugged his belly, two sagging swollen balls swaying below. His face was very strong in shape, with piercing purple eyes, tufts of fur around his eyes like some sort of draconic ridge. A thick tufted row of fur lined the sides and bottom of his face in a tell-tale 'beard' style. To put it lightly, he was incredibly handsome.

Making his way through the house, his thick tail dragged across the floor, wings fluttering as he stretched out his muscles, waking himself up for the day. He'd agreed to babysit for a canine friend of his, a husky named Mark. While his usual fare was sitting animals, he'd known Mark for a long time and could use the extra cash. After all, babysitting a kid couldn't be so bad, could it?

Apache finished his morning preparations, taking a shower and brewing some coffee, softly cursing as he looked at the clock. He had to get going or he'd be late to Mark's place. He grumbled to himself and threw on some clothes, his usual dirty underwear beneath a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Grabbing his keys, he made his way out to his car, turning on the radio as he started the drive over to Mark's place.

The drive was uneventful, Mark's house not being too terribly far from the dragon's. Before he knew it, he was cutting off the radio as he pulled into the husky's driveway, the small one-story home nicely kept, in a small suburban area, the sort where well-to-do people lived. Perfectly manicured lawns accented a selection of gorgeous, pristine houses. Making sure he had everything he'd need, the dragon made his way up to the husky's door, knocking softly.

A few moments passed and Mark opened the door, clearly in a hurry himself. He gestured Apache in and gave a quick hug, turning away sharply to continue getting ready to go. He'd planned some sort of all-day trip with some buddies. "Hey, thanks so much for coming on short notice. I know pets are usually your thing, but Caleb won't be much of a burden I hope. I should be home around eleven. Food's in the fridge, and Caleb's room has all the toys he'll need to keep himself busy. If ya need anything, I'll be available on my cell. Emergency numbers on the fridge...the whole nine." He smiled reassuringly and led Apache into the living room, where his young son sat playing in nothing but a diaper, working with some wooden blocks.

Caleb looked up as Apache entered, a huge smile on his face. He laughed and giggled, throwing a wooden block at the dragon and yelling "pretty pretty! Pretty!" He'd bounce giddily up and down for a few moments, his father chuckling and reaching down to ruffle his son's fur, planting a kiss on his forehead. Turning to Apache, Mark nodded and hurried out the door, leaving the dragon alone with Caleb.

Almost instantly, Apache felt something was...off. There was something in the way Caleb looked at him. It was as if he were looking at a shiny new toy to play with. Apache sat down next to Caleb, looking down at the blocks and reaching for one. "Can I play with you, Caleb?" He asked softly, grasping the blocks and stacking them up idly. He really had little idea of how to handle kids, but he figured attention was the way to go.

Caleb got really excited when Apache asked to play with him, the cub standing up and jumping, clapping his paws together, turning to run to his bedroom. Apache chuckled and stood, following the excited cub, his wings flexing as he made his way into the bedroom. It was like a child's dream come true in here. Bright and vibrant colors, toys everywhere, the sort of room that would make most kids jealous.

Once in the room, Caleb stood in front of a shelf, a shelf that looked out of place considering everything else in the room. He bounced up and down and pointed at the shelf, looking to Apache with wide, playful eyes. It seemed that he wanted whatever was on the top of the shelf, but couldn't reach it. Apache peered up at the shelf and noted a ball, shiny and almost...glowing. Maybe it had some kind of light inside of it. He shrugged and reached for the orb, intending to bring it down for Caleb, but that was his big mistake.

As soon as he touched it, his body began tingling. It was a strong feeling like none he'd ever felt before, and he growled, dropping the orb to the floor. He noticed Caleb sidestepped the orb, not touching it, letting it roll away from him. Instead his eyes were fixed on Apache, and he jumped clapping his paws. "Play, play play!" Caleb shouted happily. He started running circles around the dragon, who was too busy holding his head to notice much else. What he did notice was that he was shorter than a moment before. How was that possible?

Pondering what was happening didn't stop it from getting worse, and as it went on, he found himself getting shorter and shorter. Eventually the tingling faded, leaving the tiny dragon smothered in his clothes, completely covered by them. He crouched down instinctively as the clothing was tossed aside, leaving him completely vulnerable to the now giant husky pup. Caleb's eyes were still gleaming with giddiness. There was nothing malevolent in the pup. Still, this could end very badly for Apache. One wrong step and he'd be a mess of squished dragon under the husky's paw.

Even if he spoke, Caleb wouldn't be able to hear his high pitched squeaky voice anymore. He was literally a toy for the husky now, and Caleb didn't waste much time grabbing him. Picking him up like a doll, the boy started running around the house with him, turning and making the dragon 'fly', his mouth making various engine noises with the occasional giggle. Apache could barely hold on as the air whooshed by him, his eyes closed as he just waited for something to happen. His head was reeling, he didn't even know how this was possible.

Caleb seemed to tire quickly of running around the house with his new toy, and so he came and sat down in the living room, his belly gurgling. The sound of footsteps on the porch and a key in the lock forced them both to panic. Apache struggled against Caleb's grip, and Caleb did the only thing he could think of - he pulled his diaper open and dropped Apache inside just as the door opened and Mark walked back in.

Apache would've tried calling out for help but it was useless now. He slid past the cub's sheath and balls, ending up under the husky's taint, an overwhelming smell of shit filling his nose as he slid into place underneath Caleb. The cub bounced idly on the floor, playing with his blocks and pretending like Apache wasn't there. His father had forgotten something it seemed, but didn't even look for Apache. Just smiled at Caleb and grabbed a backpack, heading outside once more.

Apache struggled and wriggled. The cub's dirty taint squeezed him and every move Caleb made slid him back towards the dirty butthole. Before he knew what was happening, his head was smooshed against the greasy pucker, dirty cub shit smearing into his fur. He opened his mouth to complain, but Caleb was giggling and bouncing, picking his ass up and setting it back down. Each bounce pushed Apache against the husky's hole.

He yelped out as his head sank into the dirty ass, and his vision went dark. He couldn't see anything but he knew by the feeling that he'd just sank headfirst into a squishy mess of shit just inside the cub's asshole. It spread into his fur fast, coating him and making the tiny dragon groan. Caleb probably didn't think anything of it, he just kept wriggling and bouncing, giggling and shouting "Play! Play with the pretty dragon!"

He slid further into the dirty asshole, the greasy flesh puckering around his stomach as Caleb's body began to slurp and suck him inside, the kid making strange noises as it happened. Apache wondered what was going to happen to him as he felt his feet sink into the hole, completely sealing him inside the dirty cub ass. Caleb continued bouncing around, hands idly playing with his wooden blocks, his hole twitching and puckering as a foul blast of gas shot out, splattering the inside of his diaper with fresh wet shit.

Apache was swimming in a mess of shit now, completely trapped and feeling it squish and slide over every inch of his body, the dragon's head still spinning a bit from how fast he'd found himself used as a playtoy. He tried to kick his feet towards what he assumed was the boy's entrance, making no progress and only making more of a mess on his dirty shit-caked body.

And like that, Caleb found himself a new toy, and the dragon found himself the unwitting plaything of a curious young boy, being slurped up into a dirty ass by mistake. He wondered how long it'd be until the boy pushed him out. Would he be free before Mark came home for the night? And how on earth was he going to get back to normal size? He shivered as he felt himself harden inside the filthy ass, opening his mouth to moan and getting a mess of shit down his throat. Well...this wasn't so bad after all...maybe he could get used to being Caleb's toy.