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Spelunking Gone Wrong - Story by Kaz

Chapter 1: In Over His Head

The dragon stopped to catch his breath, standing atop a sharp cliff-like hill. The sun was beating down on him, sweat beading on his forehead and rolling down his body. Xan had decided to take a long camping trip with a bit of cave diving to relax over the summer. He'd done a lot of research on the area, and had been pretty well prepared for his expedition so far. The scenery was beautiful - rolling hills and a deep, lush forest. So far from civilization, the dragon had found himself alone with his thoughts most of the time.

This was the third day of his adventure, and he'd finally reached the cave system he'd been looking for. Well secluded and not often explored, the entrance itself was fairly well hidden. Just over the hill he was on was a dense copse of trees, growing around the cave entrance set into the side of a towering mountain. The blue and black dragon was wearing a pair of hiking cargo shorts and a sweat soaked t-shirt, the fabric clinging to his humid, damp scaly chest. Slung across his back was a utility backpack, equipped with some first aid equipment and food, a built-in insulated pouch contained cool water hooked to a straw strapped to his shoulder.

Raising his hand to his brow, he shielded himself from the sun to get a better look at the cave entrance before him as he approached. Nothing could really be seen past the mouth of the cave. The entrance was nearly pitch black, the light fading off only a few feet into the cavern. Luckily for the dragon, he'd brought along a flashlight with plenty of spare batteries. Carefully, he picked and stepped his way over the landscape, standing now at the mouth of the cave.

He turned to look behind him at the peaceful forest, sounds of the animal life echoing around the glade. Then he'd turn back to the cave, eerie silence and darkness within. He'd finally reached his destination, but something made him feel just a little uneasy about proceeding. He shifted his weight and took a drink of water, brushing his hair off of his forehead and taking a deep breath. Trying not to let all of his fears of the unknown and supernatural cloud his mind, the dragon stepped into the mouth of the cave, flipping on his flashlight as he went.

The pleasant ambience of the forest behind him all but vanished as he stepped into the tunnel. Every step forward further isolated him from the world outside, until he was completely swallowed up by the darkness, nothing but his flashlight helping him see further. The cool, dank air from deeper in the caves washed out to roll over him, cooling the sun-baked sweat rolling down his scales. He sighed and smiled to himself at the feeling, definitely welcoming the relief.

He swept his light to and fro in the tunnel, illuminating various natural structures like stalactites and boulders. His light failed to pierce the darkness ahead in two directions and so he figured he'd reached an intersection in the cave. Stepping into the large open area, he swept his light back and forth again, illuminating the structure before him. It was a junction, two paths branching off to the left and right.

Not quite sure how to choose his next path, he just shrugged and headed to the closest opening, which was the right hand path. Behind him, his wings and tail flexed, that eerie feeling washing over him again now that he was deeper into the caves, alone in the dark. It was a very uncomfortable sort of feeling, almost as though someone or something was watching him. He shuddered, shaking the feeling off, pressing deeper into the caves.

At the end of this path he'd chosen was a large hole in the floor. There was nothing too notable about this particular hole other than its size. Easily large enough to hold a modern car if not larger. Leaning over the edge, Xan shone his light down into the hole, his heart starting to race as he failed to see the bottom. This deep in the cave, it was nearly silent, so much that he could hear his own heartbeat pounding in his chest.

He decided that he wanted to see where this hole led, taking off his backpack and setting it near the hole. He prepared the proper equipment to descent, finding a sturdy rock near the hole to anchor his rope to. As he fastened himself in and prepared to start his descent, he froze, his blood running cold. Upon peering over the hole, he could swear he felt a presence. He just wasn't sure what or who it could be. It took him a moment of staring down into the depths, feebly shining his light to try and see what was down there. Upon not seeing anything, he gingerly started to rappel down, slowly making sure he found footing at each ledge.

Surprisingly, he found himself descending faster than expected. Soon enough, the hole above him was too far away to reach with his arms. That unnatural, eerie feeling flooded his body again and he stopped, turning to look down into the darkness. What he saw nearly made him faint as his blood ran ice cold again. His light dropped from his numb fingers, colliding with the wall and smashing to bits as it plummeted into the depths below, no sound of impact ever being heard.

Unmistakably, the dragon was staring into a set of eyes. He could distinctly make out the shape and color of them, and they gave off a dull purple glow, helping the dragon see them. The problem was, there were four of them. He held his breath as he stared into those eyes, tightening his grip on the rope as he struggled to pull himself up, not looking away from those eyes. He managed to make a few feet back up the hole before his rope caught on something and he was forced to look away from the unblinking, unnatural eyes. And that was his mistake.

He fixed his rope from the cave wall, it had been stuck on a jagged edge. When he looked down again, he started to panic. Now multiple sets of those eyes were glaring up at him, closer than before. Instead of one four-eyed presence, there were three. The dragon considered calling out to whoever or whatever was down there, but thought better of it. Just as he began to regain his courage, his rope snapped, and his stomach dropped. He began to fall, plummeting into the depths just like his flashlight, flailing his arms up at the rapidly shrinking light that was his only escape. He closed his eyes, wondering if this was how he was going to die. The last thing he remembered before passing out was those eyes...those damned eyes.

Some time later, the dragon found himself stirring, struggling as he returned to consciousness. He'd survived? How had he survived? As sensation returned to his body, the first thing he noticed was the feeling of something slimy, squishy and soft beneath him. It was also incredibly warm, and....pulsing? Didn't make sense. He groaned and opened his eyes, staring up at the pinprick of light that was the exit. Down here, he'd expected complete and total darkness, but everything was bathed in a luminous purple glow, soft and almost comforting.

He reached a hand up to hold his head, leaning up on his arms and nearly jumping a mile. He was completely naked. His clothes had been discarded off to the side somewhere he presumed. Now that he was sitting up, he was able to take better stock of his situation. The dragon looked down at his legs, blushing as his eyes washed over his immense balls giving off their unmistakably filthy odor. 'Not now, brain...not now...' he chided himself.

His eyes were drawn to the soft, squishy substance he was lying on. He reached his palm out and pressed it to the substance, feeling it meld to his touch, the warm squishy stuff hugging his hand as he touched it, but it definitely had some resilience to it. Looking around one last time, he tried to figure out where the glow was coming from. That's when he realized it was coming from whatever he was lying on.

His movements did not go unnoticed...the waking up and careful exploration of his situation caused another to stir. Xan soon found himself panicking again, looking around as the 'ground' beneath him started rumbling and sliding. His heart stopped momentarily as those eyes reappeared in front of him, but this time he could see what they were attached to. The beast's giant head had multiple 'faces' to it. Each possessed a set of four glowing purple eyes. The monster's head was easily twice as big as Xan's entire body.

The dragon tried scrambling back as the massive head approached him, but something thick and slimy wrapped around his wrists and ankles, pinning him down and stopping him from moving. He could cry out for help, but he was miles beneath the surface of the Earth now, nobody would hear him. He resigned himself to the fact that he was probably going to die some gruesome death at the hands of this...abomination.

The dragon squirmed and tried to look away from the ever-approaching face. Even more horrifying, it was horned and had a gaping, drooling mouth ripe with sharp deadly teeth. Heated breath washed over him, reeking of death and bacterial stink. The dragon gagged and had nowhere else to look except into the beast's eyes. He expected to see murderous glee or something similar, but the expression while indeed a positive one, was not sadistic.

The drooling, filthy beast's mouth came closer still to the dragon, until an enormous tongue dragged over his chest and face, coating him in a foul slime that dripped in small chunks from his frame. He gagged again, and that's when his situation became truly hopeless. The beast didn't seem to mind or even notice the gagging. Instead, the bindings around the dragon's ankles and wrists tightened and shifted, forcing him down onto his back and spreading all of his limbs wide. One more binding secured his neck. Struggling with all his might against these bindings, the dragon knew he was a goner....

Chapter 2: It Only Gets Worse

Xan growled and struggled feebly against the strange slimy appendages binding him down. The restraints around his ankles and wrists tightened, completely subduing him while the one around his neck gave a threatening clench, telling the dragon that the wrong move could result in his death by strangulation. He slowly stopped struggling, relaxing into the heated soft squishy material that was all around him. The beast's head waved menacingly above the dragon's body, dwarfing him slightly with its size. It was then that Xan realized, to his horror, that the substance he was lying on and restrained by was the beast's body!

As this realization sunk in, Xan's eyes glossed over, fear paralyzing his mind. What was going to happen now? He had no idea what sort of abilities this creature possessed. By all natural laws, it shouldn't exist. Yet here it clearly was, giving off a foul stink and waving its many-faced head around above him. About the beast's head...what set it apart from humanity was that its head was not made up of human-like faces. Instead, each face resembled a different animal. One resembled a lion, yet another resembled a bear, and the biggest head resembled a demonic dragon, pinkish purple horns protruding from the top of this face.

The beast brought this abomination of a head down next to Xan's face, showing off the sheer flexibility and size of the creature in the process. It breathed its hot, foul breath over Xan's face, turning its head so that each of the three animalistic faces could get a closer look at the dragon. Xan felt something new aside from the paralyzing fear he was experiencing. A hot, soft caress to his leg, as if someone was stroking slowly up the limb. He couldn't see what was causing the feeling, but it continued nonetheless.

The stroking got heavier as that sensation reached his inner thighs, and much to his displeasure, his heart started racing and his body began responding to the stimuli. He realized with a sense of dread that he was not going to be food for this creature...he was going to be a toy. The heated sensation on his inner thigh pushed off of the dragon's thigh, backing up right into his heavy ballsac. Slowly, something like a tendril started rubbing around the dragon's balls, eliciting a short moan from Xan as the caressing continued. It wasn't just hot and tender, it was slimy as well, so the rubbing of his balls felt exactly like a powerful tongue slurping his sac.

His legs quivered in their restraints, and then he felt a powerful heat fully encapsulate his balls, as if someone had just drawn his entire sac into their mouth. Once that heat sealed around his ballsac, a strong and steady suction began around his sac, causing him to bite his lip and let out another moan. He hated to admit it, but this strange creature actually was bringing the dragon pleasure. He whined and tried to thrust his hips, his shaft escaping his slit and throbbing to life, the smell of unwashed dragon dick wafting through the air. The beast seemed to instantly take notice, its head moving down to observe the dragon's cock. He could feel the presence of the head just a few inches away from his crotch. He shuddered to imagine what kind of pleasure this creature was feeling.

Xan felt a tickling sensation at the base of his cock, and then the strangest pleasure he'd ever felt. It was as if a long slimy snake was slowly coiling around his cock, inch by inch starting at the base. It squeezed his shaft until the entire thing was covered in that slimy hot pressure. As soon as it was encased in the creature, Xan felt a velvety soft pressure on every inch of his cock, almost as if he had just hilted inside a hot, wet tailhole.

The creature made a sound then...a terrible sound unlike any the dragon had ever heard. To say it was inhuman was an understatement. It was as if a herd of various animals all cried out simultaneously, an ear tweaking, chilling noise. Xan couldn't help but wonder if this was the creature's form of a moan. As yet another slimy appendage began to stroke up and down his chest, he realized what exactly was pleasuring him. It was tentacles!

The dragon had never personally experienced a creature that possessed such strange appendages, but he'd read about them and heard stories about them many times. He'd found himself fascinated by the concept of an entity capable of generating endless phallic limbs from its body, able to pleasure someone in the most obscene and unnatural ways. Whether he liked it or not, he was about to experience firsthand what mating with one of these beasts was like.

With this newfound knowledge, his body relaxed a bit more in his bindings. He'd resigned himself to the glaring truth that he was now going to be a plaything and no amount of struggling would help his situation. In fact it would likely only make it worse as the beast responsible for his 'torture' wanted what it wanted, and was not afraid to inflict pain or even death if the dragon resisted.

His chest rose and fell as another slimy tentacle joined the first there and both began massaging and caressing his stomach and chest, flicking over his nipples like the sensitive tongue of a lover. His nerves lit up as the two tentacles pleasuring his groin continued their ministrations, sucking firmly on his ballsac and cock at the same time. It was as if multiple lovers were pleasuring him at the same time, a duo of horny mouths fighting for dominance over his groin. It was euphoric to say the least.

His bliss and pleasure were both shattered and replaced with mind-numbing, searing pain as something large penetrated his greasy pucker, sinking deep into his shit-caked anal tunnel without preparation. Inside was a large deposit of soft, squishy dragon shit, easily lubricating the penetration as what he presumed was a tentacle sank deep inside. Tears welled up in his eyes as pain overrode pleasure, and he struggled for release again until the beast's restraint around his neck tightened severely, cutting off his air completely for a few moments.

He tried his best to remain still, his anus felt completely violated. Something foreign, slimy and moving was rooting around in his innards, shoving aside mounds of dragon shit to claim his dirty depths. It was horribly painful for Xan, not having been penetrated by something so wide in a while. If only he could see what was raping him, he'd know that it was about the size of a two liter soda bottle, tapered at the end. Previously purple slimy flesh was now smeared brown, having sunk into the mire of the dragon dung within.

Xan felt something hot and liquid trickling around the penetrating mass, dripping off of his gaped anus. He quivered, not sure if it was blood or something else. Judging by the strange and prolonged pain deep within his body, he assumed it was blood. Whether from his innards or his anus itself, he had no way of knowing. Unable to move his arms to feel the fluid, he was completely incapable of stopping this beast from ravaging his body.

And ravage his body it did. In and out the massive tentacle thrust, ripping him wide open in the process, stretching his muscles beyond what he was accustomed to. This was even worse than the horse that he'd taken not too long ago. He could actively feel his greasy insides being pulled apart and out with each thrust and pull back. He felt a queasiness deep within his stomach and held back the imminent wave of vomit, knowing he'd probably choke to death on it if he threw up now.

The beast let out another ungodly cry, thrusting the tentacle so deep in the dragon he swore he felt something tear and a huge obscene bulge rose out of his stomach, so far that he was able to see it barely by glancing as far down as he could. It was sickening, and his body was not used to being toyed with this way. After what seemed like an eternity, the pain began to ebb into a numb ache, and the pleasure of his groin being milked slowly began to return.

Xan found himself panting now, his tongue hanging out as his body was used, and the tentacle in his ass started speeding up. Thick wet sloshing sounds echoed around the cavern as the slimy beast had his way with the dragon. The tentacle in his ass spread open at the tip almost like a horse's flare, squirting a fiery hot liquid deep in Xan's stomach, bloating him almost instantly. It began to pull out as it sprayed this thick slime into his body, until it was fully out, coating his gaping throbbing prolapsed anus with the remainder of the goop. Had the beast just oragsmed?

He thought it was over now, and that maybe he'd be released. However, such hopes were feeble and poorly placed. There was a sudden piercing pain burning through his shaft as something penetrated him there. The tentacle engulfing his cock had sprouted another, somewhat thinner tentacle that rammed down his urethra, spreading it wide open. He screamed out, his voice hoarse from his previous cries and moans. The beast simply sneered and drove the tentacle in his cock deeper.

He felt that sickly feeling in the pit of his stomach as the tentacle in his cock breached his ballsac, quickly feeding at least a foot of tentacle inside. It writhed around against his sac, creating an ungodly bulge as it started to fill his balls, absorbing the cum inside and curling around until it completely filled his sac, squeezing around his testicles themselves from within the sac, hugging them tightly and sending nauseous waves through his body.

It was such a unique feeling, and he didn't completely dislike it, it was just extremely uncomfortable at first. While he gathered his thoughts and tried not to scream again, his heart dropped as the beast's frame reared up and he caught sight of the most obscene, unnatural penis he'd ever laid eyes on, easily bigger than his torso. It was more phallic than the tentacles he'd felt so far, and it throbbed, spewing thick slime across his chest as he contemplated the horror of the shaft....

Chapter 3: Crescendo

The dragon's eyes went wide and stayed that way. While previously he'd been moderately okay with the level of aberration he was faced with, this was just too much. His entire body froze, his heart racing, fear flooding every inch of his body. The dragon's eyes were locked on a throbbing, clearly phallic appendage waving haphazardly over his body.

The problem wasn't the size, though that alone was frightening. The massive penis was at least as big around as his midsection, maybe a little thinner. It was easily five or six feet long as well, making it far larger than the largest cock he'd ever taken. Ridges and veins pulsed and stood out against the taut flesh up and down the shaft.

The problem here was that it wasn't just one penis...just like the beast's strange head comprised of three different animal faces, this shaft was the same way. It was as if three different animalistic shafts had all started frotting before becoming fused to one another. On one side, it appeared to be draconic in shape, with ridged protrusions up and down the pointed, tapered shaft. Yet another side resembled a feline penis in shape, narrow and long with a slightly wider head than the shaft, prickled with long flexible barbs up and down the head and the top of the shaft. Finally, the third portion of the penis resembled a bear's, with a fat wide tulip shaped head, no special ridges or barbs on this side, just veins.

The monstrosity of a penis was going to totally destroy the dragon. It would be like being hatefucked by three anthros at the same time. There was a deep sickly nausea in the pit of his stomach brought on by the realization that he was about to become a living, breathing fleshlight for the beast. He fought down another wave of fear-induced vomit, remembering that he'd likely choke to death if he tried to throw up.

The beast seemed infinitely pleased with the dragon's reaction to seeing its penis. The massive organ bounced and oozed precum from all three tips, the slimy greasy fluids dripping down onto the dragon's body. The beast's malformed head swung down until it was inches away from the dragon's face. Xan recoiled as the foul breath washed over him again, the beast poising himself to strike.

The next thing Xan knew, he felt a massive object sliding up and down his back, before parting his ass cheeks wide, resting uncomfortably against his sloppy shit-caked anus. He could feel his own heated shit smearing across his anal flesh, which was slightly prolapsed and dangling. Every touch stimulated him in such a way that he was fighting off an orgasm from the rubbing alone!

The massive horror of a cock started grinding faster, and Xan felt unmistakable pressure against his rear end as the inevitable started to happen. A blinding, searing pain shot through his system, instantly quelled and reduced to numbness, as if he'd gone into shock. However, even while mostly numb, he could feel his ruined mess of an ass stretching for the beast's unnatural cock. All three tips pressed in at once, letting what was left of the dragon's asshole clench weakly around the undersides of the heads, oozing runny shit like a faucet and successfully lubricating the rest of the shafts.

Xan let out a screech louder than he'd ever screeched before, and his legs went completely numb. He was unable to move them even if they weren't restrained. He vaguely wondered what exactly the monster cock was doing to his insides, or if he'd ever be able to move again. His eyes rolled back and against his will, his own cock throbbed and splurted out some precum. With just the massive distended head of the beast's cock inside of him, his prostate was already being mashed and bashed against.

Then the beast thrusted upwards against the restrained dragon's body, and Xan let out another screech. An entire foot of pulsing, greasy beast cock ravaged him open, spreading him so wide he'd likely never recover, a thick bulge forming in his belly as the obscenely large cockhead rooted around, moving around his insides.

Xan had all but forgotten the tentacle piercing his cock until now. However, his last jet of precum had painfully reminded him of the unwanted guest in his ballsac. That thick long tentacle curled up so much that it filled his entire ballsac. The precum hadn't even been able to shoot out, it had just weakly trickled around the tentacle and down the dragon's shaft.

Now, that tentacle started to move. It pulled out enough to leave the dragon's balls feeling cold and empty, then thrust all the way back in, nudging the dragon's testicles as it went. Xan's body was completely in shock from the massive organ plundering inside his body and the tentacle squeezing his own testicles from within his ballsac. It was all too much.

He struggled to keep his grip on consciousness now, eyelids fluttering as the beast drove even more of the ungodly cock into the dragon's body. It was passing his stomach now, the mass of the shaft bulging out his entire torso now as it moved higher still, ripping into his throat, spreading the taste of the dragon's own shit into his mouth as it pushed up into the previously tight throat, spreading it so wide that the dragon's entire neck bulged out obscenely with the shape of the tri-cock's heads.

Xan couldn't even gag or cry out anymore. The tentacle in his cock showed no signs of slowing its thrusting down, and the beast seemed determined to bury every inch of his incredibly massive tri-cock in the dragon's ruined body. Each lurch of the disgusting creature's body sent another wave of nausea through his body. If he weren't so numb, it'd likely be horrific, unmatched pain coursing through his body.

The dragon's eyes widened in panic, and for good reason. He felt his jaw unhinge, one of his many talents. His lower jaw dangled low, providing a huge, gaping hole where his mouth used to be. This wasn't the concerning part for him though....he'd opened his mouth wider than this on the regular. The concerning part was the large object slowly forcing its way up out of that hole. The beast's tri-cock had somehow punched entirely through the dragon's body, sliding slowly out of the depths of his bulging throat and out of his gaping mouth!

Drool pooled at the corners of his mouth, pouring down and drenching his chest as the beast's tri-cock finally emerged. His vision was momentarily obscured by the fat pulsing collection of heads, spearing a clump of the dragon's own shit from deeper within his body. The beast seemed to stop momentarily, giving the dragon a moment's respite to think about everything that was happening to his body right now. A tentacle ravaging his pisshole, gaping it wider than most people's anuses would gape...a destructive force of a mutant cock pushed so far into his ruined body that it protruded from his unhinged jaw...and all the while poor Xan was helpless to stop any of it.

Just when he thought the beast might finally be done, it got worse. Like a disgusting crescendo of activity, several things happened at once. Firstly, the beast's disgusting malformed head lowered to meet the dragon's, a fat and slimy tongue reeking of garbage and rot neared the dragon's mouth. The beast locked its sloppy lips of the draconic head right to Xan's gaping, widened jaw. That slimy disgusting tongue slid in deep, filling his mouth with yet another foul flavor as it wedged in beside the thick cock protruding from his mouth. Having locked lips around his own cock, the beast began to suck himself off, while tongue-raping the prone dragon!

The tentacle in his cock ground into action, pulling out nearly all the way, until just the tip was inside his ballsac. With an ungodly bellow from the beast's other two heads, the tentacle inside of Xan's ballsac opened up wide, ripping the base of his urethra open so far it created a large bulge at the base of his cock. And then something began moving from the beast's body to meet the tip of Xan's cock, through the tentacle. Some oblong, thick object the size of a watermelon at least. It must be an egg!

To describe how disgustingly ruined Xan's urethra was after having a watermelon-sized egg forced down it would be redundant. His ballsac was now bloated and misshapen, one side resembling a huge watermelon, the other regular sized...for now. The egg laying continued deep within his ballsac, a thick purplish slime oozing out inside to lubricate the passing of the eggs.

That wasn't even the worst of it! The beast started humping...actually thrusting! That massive undulating cock slid down into the depths of Xan's body before re-emerging, right into the beast's own waiting mouth. In between the self-sucking, Xan's mouth was free to lock directly to the beast's lips, a sloppy disgusting passionate kiss only made worse by the slimy tongue slowly worming its way deeper into his body.

That tongue didn't seem content to stop. It followed the route of the cock throughout Xan's wrecked body, until it met the base, and amazingly, wriggled out of Xan's rear end like a disturbing worm emerging from a hole. And like that, tongue going all the way through Xan by his mouth...that cock going all the way through from the other end...this foul beast started really raping the dragon, using him as a warm, shit-filled lubricated cocksleeve, using the dragon's cock like a breeding ground to deposit its eggs in.

When all was said and done, the beast didn't orgasm. It simply yanked its cock deep into the pit of Xan's stomach, wriggling his tongue around the outside base of the cock, giving Xan a half-effective rimjob mixed in with slurping around his own cock while the action happened. The tentacle in Xan's balls immediately withdrew all the way, leaving his sac so hyper it was at least three times the size of his head, if not more. Then, the same eggs that had been passing into his balls started passing into his belly, each the size of a watermelon and followed by a spurt of thick purple slime. This was it, Xan though...this was how it was going to end. He was nothing but a toy, a slave for this beast's desires. He doubted he could move if he even wanted to now...

Chapter 4: It's All Over

** ** Xan felt the remnants of consciousness slipping away as the eggs continued to fill his belly. His swollen ballsac was completely filled with them, stretching and sagging down. The whole while, the beast continued giving Xan's anus a sloppy French kiss from the inside, having stayed penetrating all the way through the dragon. Slowly, Xan's mind faded from consciousness and he blacked out, the last thing he saw was the glinting purple of the beast's eyes as it made love to the dragon's body.

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Some time later, the dragon felt a sharp pain deep in his core, jolting him awake. Blearily, he reached up to rub the crust from his eyes, amazed that he was able to move at all. Apparently his restraints had been removed. Though as he regained consciousness, he noted that he was still lying on the beast's body.

He was no longer impaled on the massive cock or the beast's foul tongue. In fact, he couldn't even see the beast's head. Must have retreated to rest or something. The dragon reached down and gingerly rubbed his belly, wincing at the sharp pain that shot through him as he touched his distended, egg-filled belly. Likewise, his balls churned and every movement sent that nauseating pain through his lower belly as the eggs in his sac jostled around. The eggs didn't feel completely solid though, they were almost soft to the touch.

The dragon took a moment to catch his breath, reaching down to feel his ass. The first thing he felt was the permanent gape to his ass cheeks, the mounds of flesh not even being able to close. The next thing he felt was his anus. He wrapped his hand around it and bit down on his lip as he felt just how wrecked he was. It was like with Champ the stallion, except worse. His asshole was hanging so far outside of his body that it was like an extra tail, slimy and shit-coated.

He grunted and moved a bit to adjust himself, and immediately wished that he hadn't. As soon as he moved, he felt a mass of movement within his body. In his stomach and ballsac, there was a frantic writhing and scurrying as something happened. He had no way of seeing, but the eggs inside of him had just burst, releasing waves of writhing beast spawn into his body. The dragon's own body contorted as the movement began spreading lower from his stomach, whatever was inside definitely wanted out!

Likewise, in his ballsac, he felt a sudden stiffness and pressure to his cock, the urethra gaping and oozing purple slime. He whined and tried to figure out what to do with his hands that might ease his pain, but he wasn't able to make it any better. And so he flailed about, arms thrashing, contortions taking over his body as he felt an immense and thick pressure inside his ass, almost like he had to take a shit.

The dragon let out a soundless scream, hands clawing at his throat to feel the damage done there. He couldn't make a sound, probably a result of the beast's cock ravaging his throat, likely it crushed his vocal cords. He felt a sudden, hot wetness spread from between his knees, the dangling end of his prolapsed anus expanding and shrinking, trying to 'wink' and clench as it expelled a wave of dragon dung mixed with the purple slime.

Xan felt tears stream from his eyes as the first of his new young started to writhe and worm its way out of his prolapse, bulging his anus visibly on the way out. This he could actually sit up to watch, horror overtaking him as his pulsating exposed anus distended, something slimy and alive poking out of the end of his anus, making a loud wet suction noise as it began to free itself from his body.

His eyes wandered up, and the pressure at the base of his urethra moved upwards, as if he had to cum very badly. Then, a similar purple thing began to worm its way out of his cock, waving in the air as it crawled down his shaft, landing on his balls, sending another jolt of pain through the dragon.

This abhorrent birth went on for some time, what felt like endless entities crawling out of his balls and asshole, leaving him a slimy exhausted mess, gasping for air. Finally, the last of the writhing worm-like creatures left his body, and he laid there panting, arms splayed out onto the beast's body as a low vibration began all underneath his body - the stirring of the beast.

The beast's malformed head reared up out of the darkness, the glinting light in its eyes cast down over the dragon. It swept the scene with its eyes, apparently taking immense pleasure at the dragon's predicament. Then, its body started convulsing, that horrifying shaft exposing itself again. What's worse was the beast was slowly inching the dragon down its body, towards the shaft!

Thinking he was about to be fucked stupid again, the dragon grit his teeth and closed his eyes, accepting his fate. However, the foul beast had other plans...the dragon's eyes popped open as something warm, slimy and tight gripped around his ankles, his feet encased in pillowy, velvety humidity. Xan looked down and a new horror set in, realizing what was about to happen.

Just below where the cock was protruding on the beast was a wrinkled and brown-stained orifice, very similar to others that Xan had seen before. The hole was an anus, only larger in size than most he'd come in contact with. He struggled momentarily, trying to pull out, only to have the wrinkled dirty anus push his feet out. He breathed out a sigh of relief through his nose, only to panic again as his feet were swallowed by the dirty anus. Judging by the soft squishy mud-like feeling around his feet, he'd just sank into a fresh pile of dung inside.

The dragon's heart sank as the powerful convulsing muscles of the beast's dirty anus pulled him further, the sloppy flesh sucking its way over his knees and up to his hips, flexing and massaging the dragon's body, pulling back to show the dragon how filthy he'd become. From his hips to his toes, he was completely brown now. Not a spot of his own coloring was visible, he was entirely smeared in humid, earthy shit!

He tried to scream out, his eyes meeting the beast's and pleading for mercy, chest pounding with his heartbeat as that dirty hole sucked its way over his belly, soon up to his chest. The further into the dirty anus he slipped, the more he realized this was going to be his new home. While he thought he'd be a sex slave to the ungodly beast, he was sort of right. Though now that he'd birthed the beast's offspring, it seemed there was no more use for him.

Tears streamed faster down his face, dripping onto his shit-smeared body as the anus got closer and closer to his head, making disgusting squelching noises as it literally ate the dragon alive. He kicked his legs deep within, trying to pull free, only spreading his legs through the beast's shit, making wet squishing noises as a result.

Just when the beast's hole was about to swallow his head, it stopped. Wrapped around his neck, everything but his head outside of the filthy, humid hole, the beast's innards starts working over the dragon's body, squishing and smearing shit all around him. Something stirred deep within the beast and then the dragon felt a sharp pressure and pain at the end of his exposed, dangling anus.

Something wrapped around his dangling anus and pulled, making him wince with pain, before settling over the exposed flesh, sealing to it. He wondered what for momentarily, then felt an invading presence writhing up his anus and deep into his body, settling in with a pulse and a throb against his prostate.

He looked up into the beast's eyes and grinned, and the next thing the dragon knew something hot, soft and squishy was flooding his belly and insides, coursing through his ass and up into him. He didn't know what it was at first, but then he started to feel less substance surrounding his legs. His eyes went wide as the beast's head leaned back, a pleasured expression on its face as the dragon started swelling again.

The beast was using him as a living toilet, but not in the conventional way. The tentacle shoved up his ass was siphoning the shit from inside the beast's anus and pumping it right into Xan's body! His eyes rolled again as he held his rapidly expanding belly, finally feeling the load taper off inside of him, the beast pulling the tentacle out of Xan's ass but leaving the other one planted firmly around the dangling anus, stopping anything from escaping.

The suction of the beast's anus began anew, having cleared room for the rest of the dragon as it pulled over his head slowly. The last thing Xan the Dragon ever saw was the glint of lust and fulfillment in the cave beast's eyes. His world vanished into shit-scented humid darkness as the churning insides of the beast worked over the tip of his ears, sealing him into his new tomb. His very last thought was that he'd made his last mistake venturing into the cave that weekend....

*****

Over the next few weeks, the unconscious but still living Xan would be host to wave upon wave of the beast's hot mushy shit pumping into him. Xan's body would break it down and absorb it, while more would replace it, sealed in the humid filthy anus. Though soon enough, his own body would start to break down inside the beast, until the dragon was no more, reduced to piles of filthy steaming monster shit, to be pushed up the ruined ass of the next victim who wandered into the cave....