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Like the sun in the evening sky, T'lak's scrotum hung bright red and extra low as he walked his way along the path through the town center.

It was just another Saturday, and yet it had been... quite the day. Sure, every day posed its challenges for a male red dragon, given the endless barrage of ballbusting and cockteasing that a guy was expected to endure, but T'lak sensed that his usual ball abuse routine might be about to get much worse. He and his long-time girlfriend Ajani had been an item for years now -- long enough that their friends and family had started dropping hints about marriage. Recently, Ajani's family had been in her ear about taking "the next step" in their relationship, and whenever his girl got to thinking about weddings and honeymoons, she got extra horny.

"Just think about it!" she squealed, sitting in T'lak's lap with her tits pressed to his chest and her legs wrapped around his middle.

He did think about it. Or at least, tried to think about it. Ajani was all wound up, and that meant she was bouncing up and down with every other sentence, slamming her ass on his overstuffed nuts over and over again. It meant his dick was leaking like goddamn crazy and most of his blood wasn't in his brain.

"Uh... think about what?" T'lak asked, trying to keep focused on the conversation, rather than on his cock wedged between his girlfriend's thighs and its sensitive head rubbing against her toned belly. His last orgasm had been multiple weeks ago, and it was hard not to be distracted by the thought of glazing his naked partner with his churning, pent-up load.

Ajani laughed, reaching down to squeeze the end of his dick playfully between her thumb and forefinger. That earned another quick squirt of precum, which the red dragoness casually rubbed into the length of T'lak's cock, using it to lubricate her ceaseless stroking.

"Us!" she cooed. "Our future! Spending the rest of our years together..." The female really ground her ass down on T'lak's ballbag with those words, feeling each of his trapped organs squish and flatten under her cheeks. "Giving me one of your balls..." She leaned to one side, putting extra pressure on her boyfriend's right nut, giggling as it made T'lak's entire body tilt in response.

Nearly their entire day had been spent this way: Ajani gleefully discussing their plans while slapping, punching, squeezing, and smashing T'lak's balls, taking occasional breaks to focus on his dick and make sure it was good and twitchy so she could get herself off with it. Oh, and a break for lunch. Keeping her man's balls aching and his cock vibrating was hard work!

By the time the sun began to set, T'lak needed a break -- and not the kind of "break" that Ajani had spent all day talking about. He took a quick bath to wash away the day's sweat and precum (with a soaped-up Ajani making it as difficult as possible, naturally), then waddled his way towards the middle of the town for some well-earned solo time. He hoped it might help him to clear his head, even if he was unable to clear his balls.

He stopped in front of a tavern, one that he'd passed a handful of times over the years. Truth be told, T'lak had never been much of a drinker, or at least not someone who would head down to the ol' watering hole on a regular basis. If he had alcohol, it was usually some plum wine with dinner, nothing much. That night, though, he just needed to unwind, and the idea of chugging down a beer or two and commiserating with a fellow achy-balled dragon sounded awfully nice.

T'lak pulled open the heavy oak door, taking a peek inside. It was a warm and inviting place, with a dozen odd tables spread around, lanterns on the walls to keep the place well-illuminated, and the familiar, friendly sound of casual conversations filling the air.

A very bubbly, very busty red dragon lass greeted him just inside the door. "Welcome to Bellringer's!" she chirped, carrying a few mugs in each of her hands.

"Hi! It's my fir-HOONF!" T'lak began, only to be interrupted mid-sentence as the barmaid thrust her knee up between his legs hard enough to make his ears ring.

The tavern's occupants all stopped their conversations, raising their drinks up. "DING!" they shouted in unison.

The dragon wheezed, his knees knocking together as he bent over at the waist. Leaving the house to get away from ALL nut-pounding just wasn't happening, obviously.

"...you sure know how to make a guy feel welcome," he groaned, his voice tight with nutpain as he slowly straightened back up. He glanced warily at the dragoness's thigh, where his cock had left behind a small splatter of precum from the force of the impact.

The barmaid winked at him. "At Bellringer's, everyone's a regular," she said, giving his sore parts a bump with her bare hip before heading to deliver the drinks she was carrying.

T'lak gingerly walked his way through the room, getting playful nudges from the males and additional nut squeezes and thumps from the females, before finally arriving at the bar at the opposite end and carefully, carefully taking a seat. He had to reach down and scoop up his sack to pull it out of the way as he did, a movement that by now was purely second nature. Like any dragon who had spent his entire adult life with a ballbag heavy enough to slam into things when he turned too quickly, or low-hanging enough to accidentally sit on, he had gotten quite good at keeping his nuts out of harm's way.

"What can I get ya, son?" the heavy old dragon behind the bar asked.

"Oh, hey! Um... an ale?" the younger dragon asked, unsure about his order.

The bartender chuckled. "I'm guessin' yer new here. Hold on, I'll get ya the house special." He stuck a mug beneath a nearby tap and pulled the handle, humming to himself as the amber-colored drink flowed forth. His voice was deep and scratchy, and he had a face that was friendly but haggard. There was a lot of visible strength wrapped around those old bones, but he seemed at home behind the bar, as though he had seen the world twice over and was happy to spend the back half of his life in a quiet town like theirs.

"That obvious?" T'lak asked with a sheepish grin, taking the offered mug and peering into it curiously. With a shrug, he took a big gulp from it, and immediately coughed from the potency of the drink. There was some fruity sweetness to it, but boy oh boy was the alcohol strong.

The old dragon laughed, slapping his massive hand down on the bar. "Attaboy!" he cheered. "House ale. Extra heavy. A little somethin' I cooked up for the man who needs to forget about the fire down below. Yours look like they're ragin' particularly hard today, eh?"

T'lak laughed back. He liked this guy. "Yeah, you got me there," he replied, taking a second sip. That one seemed to go down a lot more easily. He could feel the warmth spread through his belly and settle in his gut.

"Ain't exactly hard to tell," the bartender continued, grabbing a cloth and doing some cleaning. "When a guy sits down like he's afraid the stool's gonna explode, it's a good bet he was gettin' it good from his... girlfriend? Wife?" The old dragon paused, craning his head over the bartop to take a look down at T'lak's equipment.

"Heh, girlfriend," T'lak responded, leaning back a bit to show that he still had a full pair of testicles resting in his lap. "She's been dropping hints, though. And dropping me to the floor. A lot."

"Well it looks like she's keeping at least PART of you up," he joked, nodding his head towards the half-hard length of dragon cock that still jutted out from T'lak's groin. "How long's she been edging ya, a couple of weeks?"

"Almost a month," the male confirmed. Gods, it made his nuts ache just to say it. Especially when he could still picture Ajani from just a few hours ago: down on her knees, her tits wrapped around him, slurping down precum straight from the tap...

"Oof. She does know it ain't November yet, right?" The old dragon chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, make the most of your balls while ya got 'em both, son. And make sure she's the right girl before ya let her crack one. You can't unscramble an egg, ya hear?"

T'lak took a deep breath, and another big drink from his mug. "Yeah," he agreed, feeling just a bit faint at the thought of losing a ball. "I mean, I'm pretty sure she's the one, it's just, uh...HOOH is a lot some days."

"Ahh, to be young and in love, just thinkin' about who yer gonna give your nut to..." The bartender snickered, taking the mug from T'lak as soon as he finished it to give him a refill. "I remember when I was your age, had a whole line of girls beggin' to be the one who'd take one of mine!" he boasted, letting out a big belly laugh. "Mama would tell me I better choose quick before one of 'em accidentally made the choice for me! Why I remember this one summer afternoon, I had three different ladies taking turns punting my nuts into my... aw, hell."

T'lak blinked as the older male's story petered off, wondering what had distracted him. He followed the big dragon's gaze back to the front door, turning to see what was going on.

"Hey, Mira!" said the new arrival, a short-ish rat.

T'lak blinked, surprised that the rodent knew the barmaid by name. He had never seen this particular fellow around town before. For that matter, it had been a while since T'lak had seen ANY non-dragon in town. What was a rat doing here?

The dragoness snorted in return, rolling her eyes. "Pfft. Afternoon, Raj."

THUMP.

"AWWwwrrh...!"

The crowd quickly called out their "DING!", drowning out the sound of the male's agonized mewl. T'lak joined the chorus, but was no less confused. As the rat struggled to stay standing, T'lak turned back to the bartender, who still had a concerned look on his face. "What's the problem?" he asked.

The old dragon chuckled, shaking his head once again. "That damn rat," he grumbled softly. "He lives a ways out of town, comes by once in a while."

Another barmaid stepped up next to T'lak to drop off some empty mugs, unable to resist adding her own two cents to the conversation. "He likes to run his mouth, and we've caught him trying to snag coins off of the tables before, so watch your coinpurse. And not just this one!" With that, she delivered a knuckle-thump to the nads that made T'lak pitch forward and nearly hit his head on the bartop.

T'lak groaned through his teeth, his already-aching blue balls crying out at the additional abuse. The girl clearly had years of practice punching ballbags, given how her fist came outta nowhere and landed like an anvil. "...Thanks for the heads up," he croaked, one hand hovering protectively over his swollen sack.

The bartender snickered. "Raj ain't so bad...he's just kind of a handful is all. He means well, just ain't quite used to livin' in proper red dragon society." He nodded as the rat walked up, raising his voice to greet him. "Hey, Raj."

The rat winced, going through a movement that paralleled T'lak's earlier testicular adjustments and taking a wide-legged seat. "Evenin', Cai'en. What's good?"

Cai'en shrugged casually. "Same ol' song and dance. Lemme get ya started." He quickly grabbed the nearest mug and started pouring a drink for Raj. Unlike the plain ale that he had recommended to T'lak, this one included an extra shot of... something that T'lak couldn't identify, but from the smell that wafted past after Cai'en opened the bottle, it was pretty damn potent.

"Ya know me better than my own mother," the rat laughed, taking the mug in his relatively small hands and pulling a big sip from it. A satisfied shiver ran from his ears to the tip of his tail. Whatever had been thrown into his ale, he was clearly familiar with it.

T'lak couldn't help but chuckle at the rat. He had a cocky, confident energy about him that was hard to ignore -- not to mention that he had just waltzed into a tavern full of dragons nearly twice his size as though he was just another local.

"Quite a drink you got there," the dragon said to the rat, giving him an approving nod.

Raj snorted, taking another sip. "Need a little extra gunpowder in my drink after a day like today," he said, gingerly repositioning in his seat.

T'lak glanced down at the joining of Raj's thighs. There was no arguing that his balls had had a rough day, judging from the way the rat was carefully handling them, but they didn't look too out of the ordinary for a red dragon town. For that matter, they looked relatively unscathed compared to the average pair of dragon nads. "Yeah?" he asked, curious. "Got your sack slapped around a bit?"

Raj shot him a weary look. "A bit? Buddy, a little doesn't even begin to describe it. Swear to the gods my nuts have been to hell and back twice just this afternoon. You have NO idea. I'd say I'm lucky I still got 'em there but damn if that ain't even a lie."

T'lak found himself amused by Raj's grumpiness. The idea of a rat complaining about getting his testicles beaten around in a dragon city made him chuckle. "I dunno, rat, I might have to disagree with you there -- they don't look THAT swollen to me."

Raj took another deep swig, then thunked his mug down on the bartop. "Okay, first of all, the name's Raj. I don't run around just callin' everyone dragon, okay? And second of all, don't even start." He leaned back a few degrees, nodding down at the plump eggs resting on his thighs. "Sure, these look alright, but you shoulda seen the pair that my girl was pounding on a few hours ago."

T'lak laughed, holding up a hand. "Sorry, Raj, I didn't mean to offend. Name's T'lak. So uh...your girl, huh? Got yourself a ballbusting rat lady back home?"

The rat rolled his eyes, but seemed to accept the apology. "Good to meet ya, T'lak. You think a rat would be able to crush a pair of balls like some overripe grapes? She's a dragon like you." He looked T'lak up and down a moment. "Li'l bigger than you, maybe."

T'lak was surprised by Raj's skill at pronouncing dragon names...and even more surprised by the rest of his statement. A rat with a red dragoness for a girlfriend? Dragon gals were notoriously rough with a guy's junk -- it seemed hard to believe that a red female would settle for a smaller rodent, and even HARDER to believe that his nuts would survive the experience. Raj had to be just running his mouth.

He looked over at the short rat a bit, trying and failing to hide his skepticism. "Wow. A red dragon girlfriend, huh? I uh, I wouldn't have expected that. I mean, I saw ya get kicked up at the front door and that almost put ya down on the floor."

Raj squeaked indignantly. "That's not fair! Of course it did, they're extra sensitive when they're fresh!"

T'lak tilted his head. Raj had a curious way of talking about his balls, but he was enjoying the conversation regardless. They both ordered another round, T'lak with his regular ale and Raj with his extra-loaded variety. The two each took a big sip from their mugs, reaching into the small pouches slung over their shoulders to pay the bartender. Recalling Cai'en's warning, T'lak made sure his payment was a bit beyond arm's reach for Raj.

"Right. Gotcha, of course, my mistake," T'lak chuckled. "Just saying, it doesn't look like your boys have had to put up with THAT much abuse. I mean, come on," he said, turning in his seat, putting his own set on display in all of their pent-up, swollen, blue-balled glory. "You wanna talk rough, let me know when you spend all morning getting your dick sucked until your girl decides she wants to sit on your nuts for the afternoon."

The rat glanced at the heavy pair resting in T'lak's lap for a moment, leaning on his elbow. "Oh TOTALLY, yeah, I get it. I'm sure getting blowjobs all day is just the fucking worst, really. I can't even imagine putting up with such a thing!" His voice absolutely dripped with sarcasm. "Here all I've gotta worry about is getting my balls crushed into paste before lunch, and then again before bed if she's feeling frisky. And to think, I was feeling all sorry for myself for getting neutered on the regular!"

T'lak was having quite a bit of fun now, and that was only partly because of the alcohol making its way to his head. The rat's exaggerated way of describing his plight was pretty amusing. He glanced over at Cai'en, who gave an eyeroll of his own that seemed to say "here he goes again" before he busied himself with other patrons for the time being.

"C'mon, buddy," the red dragon chuckled, absent-mindedly swirling the last bits of his drink around in his mug. "I'm not saying your girl isn't giving your balls plenty of rough treatment -- honestly, I'm impressed! I'm just saying, I think us dragon guys take a LOT more ball abuse. A couple days with my girlfriend and you'd be mewling a different tune." T'lak shrugged. "I mean, no offense, but your balls look like they've been getting pampered next to mine."

Raj narrowed his eyes. His drinks were stronger, and that meant he was feeling their effects pretty nicely as well. "I already told you, that's because this is a new set. And listen, buddy," the rat shot back, putting a competitive bite on the word, "I guarantee you wouldn't be able to spend a weekend with my girl. You'd be bawling and crawling back here begging to go back to just getting your dick sucked and your nuts sat on."

T'lak lifted a brow ridge. He was three ales deep now, and something in the back of his brain was giving him ideas. He looked down at the rat for a moment, grinning lopsidedly as a thought turned in his head.

"Yeah?" He glanced down at Raj's sack. "You willin' to put a bet on that?"

Raj's own browline furrowed, not quite following.

"...A bet on what?" he replied, heavily skeptical.

T'lak tapped his claws on the bartop. "I told my girlfriend I was coming down here a while, and she said she'd swing by and join me after she was done cleaning up. I figure she should be here any minute. What do you say we ask her about trading places for a day?"

The rat squinted harder at his new friend, leaning in to see if he could sense a punchline hiding somewhere in the dragon's expression. His nose twitched curiously, something that forced T'lak to bite back a giggle.

"...You're serious," Raj said, after a pause. He looked down at his own nutsack, contemplating the possibilities for a moment. "Well, my girl's dropping some things off at the tanner nearby, and I'm supposed to meet her right after this, so...sure. Why the hell not? If your girl is up for it, I'm sure Sha'Ria wouldn't complain about a new pair of balls to crush."

As it turned out, the dueling boyfriends didn't have to wait for long. The pair had just enough time to finish their drinks and call for another round when suddenly a beautiful red dragoness appeared behind T'lak. She leaned against his back and wrapped her arms around him, reaching down between his legs to playfully wrap her claws around his half-hard cock.

T'lak jumped in surprise, his dick immediately twitching to life in that familiar grip. "H-hey! Speak of the sexy devil." He tilted his head back to kiss Ajani, putting an extra bit of passion into the smooch that was mostly for Raj's benefit. "We were just talking about you."

"Oh really?" Ajani hummed pleasantly, giving her boyfriend's dick a few hearty pumps to bring it to full hardness before switching to a more idle stroke. She rubbed her thumb across his cocktip, smearing some of his pent-up precum over his sensitive head. "And who is 'we'?"

"'We' would be him and me, Raj!" the rat piped up, puffing out his chest a bit to attract more attention.

Ajani blinked, suddenly made aware of the smaller critter to her right. The dragoness peered at the rat for a moment, surprised to encounter such an unusual stranger in a neighborhood bar. "Care to introduce me to your friend?" she asked T'lak, her fingers still dancing along his now fully erect penis.

T'lak pulled in a breath through his nose, his eyes going unfocused for a moment. Ajani did this just about every time he tried to have a conversation: she'd get him all worked up, stroke him off, tease him until he started leaking, and all the while pretend like she wasn't doing anything at all. Just because he was used to it didn't mean it made his balls throb any less. Boy, was it hard to think with a couple weeks of cum churning in your nuts...

...and it was about to get even harder, as Ajani dipped a hand down further to give his sack a nice firm squeeze. "Ajani, this is Ra-HA-aj," he squeaked, his voice lilting higher as Ajani pinched his left nut none-too-gently between two claws. "We were just discussing his, ah, his difficulties at home. Poor guy says his girlfriend has been putting his nuts through the wringer."

The dragoness snickered. "Well it's good to meet you, Ra-HA-aj. Forgive me if I don't shake your hand, I'm already a little busy here." By now she had her fingers securely wrapped around her boyfriend's ballbag, squeezing the two tender orbs together as she continued to toy with his drooling dick.

"...Charmed, I'm sure," Raj replied, eyeing the female suspiciously.

T'lak stifled a groan as fresh nutache radiated outwards from his extra-sensitive blue balls. Still, it could have been worse -- at least she hadn't decided to sit on 'em. Not yet, anyway.

Ajani continued her friendly assault on her boyfriend's junk, but turned more of her attention to the rat. "So. You've got a rat girl back home and she's been giving your nutsack the business, huh?"

Raj huffed. "Why does everyone think I'm talking about a rat??" he squeaked indignantly. "She's a dragon, dammit, only she spends her time stomping my balls into pancakes instead of just jerking me off and sucking my dick."

Ajani glanced down at T'lak a moment, chuckling to herself. Her poor boy had clearly been struggling with his denial a bit this afternoon, judging from the sheer volume of precum she had mopped up after he had left the house. Apparently he had shared some of those struggles with his new friend.

"Well, I mean," the female rebutted, pausing to plant a kiss on the back of T'lak's neck. Around his balls, her grip tightened, strong enough to make his fat testicles bulge out slightly from between her claws. "Our sex life isn't ALL about playing with T'lak's dick. Sometimes I gotta play with his balls, too! I mean, I'd hate to miss our daily nut-kicking quota."

"Very true," the male croaked, a quick shudder passing through him as he recalled the several dozen punts she had slammed up into his nuts that morning. His denied dick fired off a short rope of precum, enough to drip off the end of his barstool.

Ajani turned back to Raj. "Wait, though. You're dating a dragoness?" Her eyes dropped immediately to the rat's groin. "You're telling me there's a dragoness around here with a rat for a boyfriend?"

The rat took another swig of his drink, blushing just a bit as the naked, curvy female clearly evaluated his junk. Still, he kept his legs spread, showing off what he had to offer. After all, it was good enough for Sha'Ria, right? He snorted as he set his glass back down. "What, is that so hard to believe?"

Ajani paused thoughtfully. "I mean, it IS a bit... non-traditional. Not to judge or anything, I'm just surprised that I haven't heard about you before. Are you new to town?"

Raj shook his head, his prickly demeanor softening a bit. "Nah, we live a little ways out, on our own. Kinda off the beaten path. I come in to this fine establishment when I can, but she never comes in with me. With the way everyone reacts when I tell them I have a dragon girlfriend, I can't say I blame her."

T'lak and Ajani exchanged a quick glance. A red dragoness who lived on her own? That was unusual.

"Huh. Alright, let me just make sure I've got this right." Ajani's voice had shifted to a more conciliatory tone. "So your... dragon girlfriend and you live way outside of town, and she doesn't like coming into town with you, so that's why no one's ever met her. Am I with you so far?"

The rat squinted at Ajani and T'lak. "When you say it like that it sounds like I'm making it up, but yeah. You got it."

Ajani nodded, humming to herself and drumming her fingers along T'lak's rock-hard length. His dick did make a nice little worry stone for whenever she was feeling contemplative. "Well, Raj, does your girlfriend have a name?"

Raj exhaled impatiently, running his hand over his face. "I mean, yeah, obviously. Her name's Sha'Ria. Pretty sure she's about your age, too, but I can never tell how old you damn dragons are. Been living with her... a year or so now? Boy, time flies when you spend your days having your lady jump on your ballbag..."

Deep in the recesses of Ajani's mind, a long-unused light bulb lit up. It took a moment for those old memories to return, but when they did, her eyes went wide and her cockteasing hand paused mid-stroke.

"Wait... Sha'Ria?" The dragoness leaned in, peering down at the rat -- and inadvertently crushing T'lak's testicles into his stool as she shifted her weight forward. "Sack-Smasher Shari is YOUR girlfriend?"

T'lak wheezed as his balls were pressed out of shape, trapped between the heel of Ajani's hand and the hard wood of his seat. "Babe?" he squeaked, hoping to get her attention -- but that only caused her to resume her teasing of his trembling, weeping cock. The dragon bit back another groan.

Raj gave a sharp bark of laughter. "HA! She never told me about that nickname, but it sure fits. And if you really know her, then hey, maybe you can tell all your friends that I'm not making shit up!"

Again, Ajani's gaze fell to the rodent's lap. She frowned, confused. "Okay okay okay. Let's back up a bit. You're telling me you've been living with Sha'Ria... for over a year... and you still have both of your nuts."

Raj laughed again, leaning on the bartop. "Well yeah, but not for her lack of trying. I was just saying to T'lak -- spendin' the last year with Sha'Ria has left me honestly wondering whether it's good or bad that my nuts don't pop for good."

"...Don't pop for good." Ajani repeated the words slowly, trying to understand their meaning.

Raj's eyes widened in realization. He chuckled yet again, but a bit more sheepishly this time. "Oh, right, you don't know who I am!" The rat coughed, squaring his shoulders and sitting up extra tall. "My name is Raj, warlock from the southern forests," he said, putting some bass in his voice to make his declaration good and dramatic. "Well... warlock in training. Or at least I was." The rat grunted and shook his head. "Anyway, uh... right. Not gonna bore you with details, the point is I got magic balls that can heal from anything."

"Seriously?" coughed T'lak in disbelief, his own plump pair still pressed into pancakes beneath Ajani's palm.

Ajani seemed similarly incredulous, and glanced over at the bartender, who gave her a shrug that said he'd heard Raj jabbering about this before. "Come on. You're joking."

"I'm not joking!! Look, I--" The rat swallowed, suddenly feeling vulnerable as Ajani's gaze remained locked on his nads. "I ain't exactly in the mood to DEMONSTRATE, but believe me, Sha'Ria can vouch for me. It's a magic thing, okay? No matter how many times she crushes them down into paste, boom, fresh as a daisy."

Ajani scrunched up her muzzle, fingers still drumming against T'lak's erection as she evaluated this new information. "I mean," she murmured quietly, "if any girl needed a magic pair of nuts, it WOULD be Sha'Ria..."

"Right?" Raj agreed loudly, leaning back on his stool. "That's what I was tellin' your boyfriend here -- he'd barely last a day with Sha'Ria. Sit through a couple hours of nut-stomps from her and THEN try to tell me I have it easy." The rat huffed, staring pointedly at the thick length of dragon cock that throbbed between T'lak's legs. "Meanwhile he's sittin' here complaining about how you blow him a dozen times a day or whatever. Doesn't sound so tough to me."

Ajani's mind raced as she processed all this new information. She continued to stare at Raj's lap, really examining his equipment. His ratty eggs were swollen, no doubt about that, but not nearly as much as some of the more testicularly traumatized dragon men she'd seen around town -- certainly not to the level that she would have expected if he lived with Sha'Ria. If he was telling the truth about all this magic business, though, it made sense. Heck, if he was telling the truth about living with Sha'Ria, it was the ONLY thing that made sense. Magic was the only reason she could think of to explain how the rat's nads were still intact.

As for his dick, well...it was certainly impressive for a guy his size, but she was surprised to see it so limp, lazily slung across the top of one thigh. Ajani couldn't remember the last time she'd seen T'lak go fully soft -- but then again, T'lak was usually toting around at least a week or two of unspent cum in those beautiful, churning balls of his. Raj, it seemed, was not. What was Sha'Ria doing with him?

"Raj... lemme ask you something." Ajani leaned forward even more heavily against T'lak, going on tiptoe so the rat would have a clear view at her tits. "When was the last time Sha'Ria let you cum?"

T'lak gasped, another spurt of precum splattering across his girlfriend's forearm as it was pressed out of his testicles like juice out of grapes.

The rat laughed, tilting his head back for a moment to look up at the ceiling, asking the heavens for the patience to answer such dumb questions. "That would be...maybe two hours ago, right after Sha'Ria decided my balls needed another popping and right before I decided I needed a goddamn drink. Was a lazy day for her. Most Saturdays she woulda neutered me twice before noon, but I guess the gods were smiling down on me and my poor nutsack."

Ajani peered down at T'lak's cock, watching his engorged head twitch and pulse between her fingers. His last orgasm had been almost a month ago, and his thick length was so eager to fire off a load that the warmth from her hands was enough to get it quaking. Today alone she had probably edged him 20 times. She could practically feel his testicles vibrating from the pressure...though maybe that was because she was still leaning on the poor orbs quite heavily. Who could say?

"And uh." Ajani glanced back at Raj's slumbering dick. "What's the longest you've ever gone without cumming since you've lived with her?"

Now that his brain was pleasantly soaking in alcohol, it took a second or two for Raj to process Ajani's question. He heard the words, but he was having a bit of a time understanding why in the hell she would ask such an odd question. "The longest without cumming? With Sha'Ria? I dunno, a day? Pretty sure that girl would keep fucking me until my dick burst into flames if she could. Pounding my nuts makes her horny as hell."

Ajani bit on her lip to stop from laughing. "Mmhm. Mmhm. I see. So T'lak was telling you about all the time I spend going down on him, and you were telling him about all the time Sha'Ria spends ballbusting you, and now you're VERY confident that he's got it easier than you."

Raj nodded. "No question. In fact, T'lak was just suggesting that we trade places for a day -- he was gonna ask if you were up for it."

The dragoness tilted her head, looking down at her partner. "Did he now? Faaaascinating."

"I thought you might be interested?" the pent-up male squeaked.

"...I think I am, actually." Ajani ran her thumb around the crown of T'lak cock, thinking to herself as her man shuddered at the touch. "This sounds like it could be kinda fun."

Raj chuckled, shaking his head. "Well it sounds like a vacation to me. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure gettin' my cock sucked all day would be just the worst, but I got a feeling I'd be able to handle cumming without getting my balls crushed into powder first."

"H-hey buddy." T'lak was doing his best to stay engaged in the conversation, but with all of his blood in his dick and with his nuts half-crushed against his seat, it was quite difficult. "I said she sucked my dick all day, but I didn't saaaaooohHGGGH--...!"

Ajani smiled brightly at Raj, with her fist now so tight around T'lak's testicles that taut bubbles of nutmeat trembled between her claws. "He means that it's not like it's ONLY sucking, Raj. We're talking handjobs, titjobs, assjobs, you name it, 24/7. Right, honey?"

T'lak groaned, hunched forward and gripping the sides of his stool to keep himself from toppling off of it entirely. "Y... yeah," he agreed with a nod, mewling as Ajani gave him one final harsh squeeze, then gasping in relief as she finally eased up on the pressure. "There'd be... WAY more than just blowjobs..."

Raj snorted. "Ah, right, my mistake. Guess I'll be glazing your girlfriend all KINDS of different ways, then."

The dragoness smirked. "Sounds like we're actually doing this bet, then. Assuming Sha'Ria approves."

Raj paused at that. He eyed the two for a moment, looking about as deep in thought as a half-drunk rat could be. Then he threw back the rest of his mug's contents, slammed the mug down, and nodded firmly.

"Right. I dunno if you two are fucking with me cuz I'm not local, but sure. Let's do this. Sha'Ria's just over at the tanner's right now, so you know what? You two just sit here. I'll go find her and be back as soon as I can."

And with that, the rat hauled himself up from his seat and started making his way to the front door, leaving Ajani and T'lak to think about what might be incoming.

T'lak glanced back at his girlfriend, shivering as she coaxed another spurt of precum from his overworked shaft and his aching balls. "Haaah. H-how long do you think it'll take him t--"

THUMP.

"GYAHH!!"

"Ding!" shouted a dozen-odd patrons.

The two dragons turned to see Raj limp his way back up the bar, hauling a noticeably more swollen pair of balls between his legs. He slapped a few coins down on the bartop, waving to get Cae'in's attention.

"Hey... just uh, just making up for, um, forgetting to pay my tab last time."

The older dragon grinned. "Aw hell, that's awfully generous of you. I dang near forgot about all that."

Raj huffed, all grumpy. "Yeah, well, Mira sure didn't." He turned his attention to the dragon couple again. "Anyway, like I said. Back soon. Then we'll talk."

T'lak and Ajani snickered to themselves as they watched Raj gingerly make his way out again, then turned to each other to resume their conversation.

"I think we should give him a few extra minutes now," T'lak continued. "That Mira has a serious set of legs on her. Ask me how I know."

Ajani chuckled. "Better than mine?" she asked teasingly, her claws dipping low once more.

The male tensed as her fingers encircled his balls. "Oh no," he immediately backpedaled, "no, I think you just about kicked 'em into my skull this morning."

The dragoness laughed, pecking her partner on the cheek. "Good. Glad I haven't lost my touch."

T'lak held his breath as Ajani moved to take a seat -- then exhaled in relief as she plopped down on the seat that Raj had abandoned. For a moment, he had worried that she might sit in his lap. Sure, his girl's ass made his dick as hard as diamonds...but after a long day like today, the last thing he needed was that nice round rump parked on his nutsack.

Ajani ordered herself a plum wine. Once it arrived, she savored the first few sips, murmuring in approval.

"Mmn. Damn this is good." She cast a flirty glance at her boyfriend as she ran her fingertip around the rim of the glass. "You know, if your plums made wine when I stomped on them, I bet I'd do it as much as Shari."

T'lak snickered sheepishly, fidgeting in his seat. Gods, did she turn him on. The alcohol took a bit of the edge off of his raging arousal, but there was only so much it could do against a few weeks of constant cockteasing peppered with getting his balls bashed around. He swallowed another gulp of his own beer, doing his best to ignore the leaden ache in his heavy nuts. "Yeah, uh...about this 'Sha'Ria'. So you know her?"

Ajani tilted her head to one side, swirling her wine gently in preparation for another sip. "I mean... I knew her. Like when we were younger. She moved away years ago, we didn't really keep in touch. It's not like we were besties or anything."

T'lak nodded. "Uh-huh. And uh...if I may be so bold, how did she happen to get that nickname? 'Sack-Smasher Shari'?" The male frowned. "I feel like this is something I should be aware of if we're actually doing this whole 'trade' thing."

Ajani waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, that? Really, hon, it's nothing. Just a little joke from the crowd we used to hang out with. Shari had a bit of a temper, and..." She trailed off, shaking her head. "Anyway, it's been a long time, I'm sure she's mellowed out by now. It'll be nice to see her! And believe me, she'll show you a great time -- she's definitely as horny as they come." Ajani stretched out her leg out to pin T'lak's ballbag under her heel, her toes playfully wriggling against his cock. "And I'll bet your dick could use a mini-vacation, huh? Bet you wouldn't mind emptying these fat nuts after all the time I spent stuffing 'em full..."

T'lak shuddered at Ajani's impromptu footjob. He had a suspicion that whatever she wasn't telling him was kind of important, but he didn't feel like pressing the matter...and it was kind of hard to think with several weeks of pent-up cum churning under her foot. The thought of draining his balls was INCREDIBLY tempting.

"And uh... if we actually do this, y'know, this whole trade thing." T'lak exhaled, trying to keep his voice steady as his dick continued to twitch and throb. "That's not, like, cheating?"

Ajani snickered. "Come on, like I'm the only girl who plays with your dick each day? I don't mind if you blow a few loads with somebody else! It's not really cheating if everyone agrees to it." The dragoness smiled as she felt her boyfriend's dragonhood straining against her sole. "Besides, you're not moving in with her forever. We're just having a little fun. We'll lay down some ground rules, just to make sure everyone's on the same page."

The male shivered, looking down at Ajani's invading foot, trying his damnedest to hold in any leaking by sheer force of will. Unsurprisingly, it wasn't working. Already, there was a nice little coating on both his equipment and the toes that were causing it. T'lak grit his teeth, biting back a whimper. It wasn't like he didn't enjoy every minute of his girlfriend's endless teasing, but sometimes he wished he could be the one making HER all flushed and sheepish. Sure, he made Ajani shake and squeal plenty too -- often when she was literally grinding on his denied dick -- but somehow that didn't quite feel the same.

"Hey you two, make sure you wipe up, all right?" Cae'in winked, dropping a dry cloth on the bar between the two.

The two drank some more, chatting with Cae'in to pass the time. They liked Bellringer's. It had a fun atmosphere, the staff was friendly, and it was nice to spend a pleasant evening away from the house. They chuckled at seeing an older dragon, noisily snoring at a corner table, take a series of kicks to his single ball until it managed to wake him up and inspire him to shuffle on home.

"He'll feel that in the morning," Ajani laughed as the dragon stumbled his way through the door, his drunken haze seemingly keeping him from noticing all the abuse that heavy egg had taken.

All in all, it seemed like the kind of place they ought to come visit more often. Not all the time, but maybe once a month or so, just to say hello to everyone and hear some more stories from Cae'in. They had almost forgot what it was they were waiting around for, until...

THUNK.

"AUGH, F-FUCK!"

"Ding!!"

Both dragons raised their drinks and cheered along with the rest of the patrons. Meanwhile a heavily breathing rat shuffled his way towards them, shooting a look back over his shoulder and glaring daggers at the friendly waitress who'd just greeted him.

"Really, Mira? AGAIN? I just left!!"

"I didn't want you to think we didn't care about you, hon!"

Raj made his way over to the bar, walking right in between Ajani and T'lak. He didn't seem to care that he was bumping Ajani's leg away from her boyfriend's lap -- or rather, he seemed more focused on getting to the bartop so that he could lean against it until his wobbly legs stopped shaking.

"Nnnngh. Okay, sorry. I forgot the tanner is kind of a distance, took longer than I thought."

Ajani chuckled. "Uh-huh. I can't help but notice that you're still all by yourself."

Raj huffed, eyeing her sidelong. "Yeah, well. Like I said, Sha'Ria isn't the most social. She didn't wanna come in, but she's waiting outside. C'mon, follow me."

The rat led his small parade back out of the bar -- taking care to stay out of kicking distance as he passed by Mira for a fourth time. Just as promised, Sha'Ria was there waiting for them. She stood a short ways outside the entrance to Bellringer's, her arms crossed across her bare chest, a small satchel of odds and ends resting on the ground beside her. She tapped her foot impatiently, glancing up at Raj as he exited.

"Raj, if you don't tell me what was so important that we had to dash over here, I'm sending your nuts up through your ear--AJANI?!"

The two dragons locked eyes, while their boyfriends glanced from one to the other in mild confusion. For a moment, everyone stood still, waiting to see who would be first to break the silence.

In a shock to no one, it was Raj.

"Uh, surprise! I bumped into Ajani here and she said she knew ya from way back when." He reached up to scratch behind one ear. "Though uh...I'm realizing now that I don't know HOW you knew each other."

Ajani needed a moment to fully process that, yes, this was in fact the same Sha'Ria she'd known years ago. Sure, not the exact same. Her old friend had aged a bit -- a little rounder in the face, a little wider in the hips -- but there was no doubt about it. Even with a shocked expression, Sha'Ria still radiated that same intimidating aura that Ajani recalled from their younger years. The one that had earned Sha'Ria a reputation that left the boys covering their testicles any time she walked by.

"Sha'Ria... I can't believe it's actually you! Gods, it's been so long... when Raj said your name, I thought it couldn't possibly be you, but it is! Oh it's so good to see you," she exclaimed, stepping in and giving Sha'Ria a hug in greeting.

The larger female, for her part, didn't look quite so enthusiastic. She flinched at the hug, her arms pinned to her sides, unsure exactly how to respond. "Uh... h-hi Ajani. Yeah, wasn't really... expecting to see you, again."

Raj snorted, crossing his arms. "Okay, cool. So that takes care of some introductions, but us guys could use a little more context. Would either of you two ladies mind explaining how you kn-OONF!"

The rat was lifted up onto his tiptoes as Sha'Ria snapped her leg back and buried her heel between his legs, unceremoniously pounding the rat's nutbag into his pelvis. The dragoness harrumphed as her boyfriend dropped to his knees with a shaky groan. "Raj," she grumbled under her breath, "why didn't you TELL me it was Ajani?"

Standing a few steps behind his more jubilant girlfriend, T'lak rubbed his head. "Uh, yeah, I'm little confused here, too." He took a short step to the side, removing his ballsack from casual kicking distance -- just in case. "How did you two, uh, meet?"

Ajani released Sha'Ria and stood back a bit, holding her old friend's hands and looking pleased. "Oh, Shari and I were in school together! She was always a bit of a rebel, but believe me, there's a kind heart under there. Even if she left more guys rolling around and clutching their balls than any other female I knew!"

Sha'Ria laughed a bit herself, still faintly reeling from the sudden reunion. "Yeah, Ajani and I... crossed paths a few times. I see you're not still with what's-his-face anymore."

Ajani's eyes widened in recognition. "Oh! Oh. No, no, we broke up shortly after you left. I'll tell you all about it later." Remembering her manners, she released Sha'Ria's hands to usher over her boyfriend. "This is T'lak! He and I have been together for about... 3 years, now."

T'lak smiled, nodding his head gently towards the other dragon. "Sha'Ria, it's a pleasure. Raj was telling me all about y-GNNK!"

Now it was the dragon male's turn to get his balls rammed up into his belly by Sha'Ria, as the female brought her knee up between his legs hard enough to make his teeth rattle in his skull -- a typical red dragon greeting, if an unusually forceful one. Sha'Ria smiled brightly, turning her politeness up to eleven even as T'lak's flattened testicles squirmed against her naked thigh. "Pleasure's all mine, T'lak!" she said, withdrawing her knee to let him sag and fight to stay upright. Her attention turned to the ballbusted rat still groaning at her side. "And HAS he now? Oh only good things, I'm sure..."

While the two men took the time to get their eyes to uncross, Ajani snickered. "Well you know, it's funny. It appears our two boys met up here at the bar and starting chatting about just how terrible and rough their lives are..."

"They were, huh?" Sha'Ria said, giving Raj a look that made him wilt.

Ajani grinned at the display. "Yes, they were. Seemed like they really envied each other. And that got me thinking, why not let them see just how easy each other has it, mm? Spend a day with another gal's shoes, so to speak."

Sha'Ria lifted a skeptical eyeridge. "Go on..."

Ajani pulled T'lak in front of herself like she was putting him on display. She wrapped her arms around him, pushing her hips forward to make T'lak do the same, so that his overstuffed balls and hard cock were thrust into the spotlight. Sha'Ria's bone-shaking knee had caused her man's erection to flag just a little, so automatically Ajani reached down to wrap one hand around his length, plumping it back up to its usual steel-hard splendor.

"Well, I propose a trade!" the female continued, smiling ever brighter. "Not permanent, of course -- just a swap so these two can experience life on the other side for a bit. Both of them seem pretty sure it'll be a cakewalk. I mean, it was their idea in the first place!"

It took a few seconds for Sha'Ria to process the proposal, but as it began to sink in, the dragoness got a rather wide grin of her own. She tapped her chin and looked down at T'lak's set, evaluating his junk as it was rather comically presented to her. "So... what you're telling me is... you want to send your boyfriend home with me, and I send mine home with you."

Ajani nodded cheerily. "Mmhm! T'lak here has been wishing that he could get off a bit more often, and if I remember right, you like helping a guy bust a nut more than anyone I've ever known!"

Sha'Ria snickered at that, leaving T'lak in the middle with a vaguely alarmed look on his face. She reached out and casually scooped up the male's parts, bouncing them gently in her hand and watching his dick twitch eagerly in reply. After so many months spent playing with Raj, handling a male of her own species felt almost foreign. Her gaze flicked back and forth between his plump eggs -- which were surprisingly heavy in her claws -- and his stiff cock, which immediately drooled a strand of precum onto her wrist. He was blue-balled, clearly. It had been ages since Sha'Ria had last handled a guy with a few weeks of spunk stuffed into his nuts, but even so, the signs were obvious to any red dragoness. And she had to admit, the thought DID send a little thrill through her.

"Hmm..." The dragoness gave one fat nut a firm squeeze, smiling to herself as T'lak tensed slightly and his cock spat out another glob of pent-up pre. "He does look like he's overdue for a good emptying out...I'm sure I could help with that." She glanced to her side, where Raj had shakily climbed back to his feet, one paw still cupping his swollen spuds. "And you know, Raj here HAS been complaining that I spend too much time pounding on his nads. I seem to recall you were quite the pro at playing with dick, Ajani -- the guys always used to talk about how you kept them up all night, sucking cock til the sun came up. You think you'd be able to show Raj just what he's been missing out on?"

Another knowing look passed between the two dragonesses, this time leaving the rat to wonder just what those two were saying without saying. Ajani stole another quick glance at Raj's plump nutsack, wondering if the rat had ever even HAD blue balls before.

Sha'Ria continued, casually pulling upwards on T'lak's bag until he was forced onto his tiptoes with a pained gasp. "But, uh..." she continued "Ajani, are you sure about this? I mean, after what happened with..."

Ajani peered downwards at T'lak's package, where Sha'Ria's claws were snugly wrapped around her boyfriend's tenders. Her grip was tight around the base of his ballsack, such that his two cum-packed orbs were clearly outlined against his taut scrotum. Ajani had spent years now treating those balls just right: making them churn all day and ache all night, with a healthy mix of edging, denial, and good old-fashioned ball-smashing. It took a lot of trust to hand over two of her favorite toys to another woman...especially given their shared history.

Ajani tilted her head to the side. "Actually, about that, Shari...can I talk to you for a second? Like... over there?"

Sha'Ria nodded, releasing T'lak's softer parts and letting them drop back down between his thighs. T'lak sagged in relief as his nuts were freed...though that relief quickly gave way to confusion as he watched the girls walk away.

"Hey, uh," T'lak called after the females as they strolled towards the corner of the building. He tried not to be distracted by the sight of their bare asses swaying behind them. "I-is this something I should know about??"

The girls ignored him for the time being.

Once Ajani and Sha'Ria had reached the corner of Bellringer's, Sha'Ria stopped and leaned against the stone wall of the building, rubbing her face. It had been more than a few years now since she had last seen Ajani, or even thought about the events that had led her to leave town. Had she known that she was going to be digging up old memories and confronting them tonight, she likely would have stayed home instead. This conversation was going to be awkward.

"Listen, uh, Ajani..." she began, her husky voice quiet but firm. The muscles in her jaws were tight, each word taking effort to push out, even if she wasn't exactly sure what she was going to say next. "I know I left the village on a pretty weird note. You gotta understand, when I was messing around with, uh..."

"With Nako?"

Sha'Ria winced at the name. "Yeah, with Nako. I honestly didn't realize you two were dating!" The dragoness clenched her fists. "I thought he was dating ME. We'd been hooking up for MONTHS, and that asshole told me he was my...anyway. I just, I got so MAD at him that I kinda didn't think about what I was doing, and next thing I knew I was stomping on his--"

Ajani put up a hand to calm her. "Shari! Shari. I know."

Sha'Ria stopped mid-sentence, taken aback. That was a surprise. Over the years since she had caught her boyfriend cheating on her -- cheating on her AND Ajani -- she'd thought more than a few times about what she might say to Ajani if she got the chance. After all, she'd left her ex with a cracked nut, and left the rest of the town to deal with it! Over the years she had rehearsed speeches, and answered imagined versions of questions she'd be asked in return, but precisely zero of her rehearsals had involved Ajani already knowing everything she wanted to say.

"Wh... what do you mean you know?" she asked, incredulous. "E-everybody thought I was some kinda psycho! Like I just popped the guy's ball for fun!"

Ajani took a breath, crossing her arms. "Okay, well... after you left, yeah, that was the rumor. That you were some kinda out-of-control ballbreaker who was gonna go around shattering nuts at random. And since Nako was my boyfriend, of course I felt awful for him after what you d... what he'd been through. But uh." Now it was Ajani's turn to force out the words, begrudgingly. "As it turns out, you weren't the ONLY other girlfriend he had."

Sha'Ria's eyes went wide...and then narrowed in anger. "Seriously. Seriously?"

Ajani nodded with a huff, planting her hands on her bare hips. "Oh yeah. And while I didn't want to uh...kick a dragon while he was down, so to speak, you bet your ASS I made him regret it. Even after I dumped him." There was a rare glint of vengeance in her eye. "Girl, the ways I made his nuts ache..."

Back near the entrance, Raj and T'lak looked on while their girlfriends talked. It was too far away to hear the conversation, but both males were squinting pretty hard at the distant dragonesses, trying to read their lips or discern any other possible clues.

Raj grunted, still a little shaky on his feet after his latest nut-flattening. "So, like...what do you think they're talking about over there?"

"Damned if I know," T'lak shrugged in reply. He glanced down at the smaller male. "I mean, uh...you've lived with Sha'Ria for a while now, right? Did you ever ask her why she lives way out on her own, and not in town with the rest of us?"

The rat shot one of his trademark looks at T'lak. "Y'know, it's funny -- I kept trying to get a good sit-down with her about why she avoids everyone, but then she'd change the subject by kicking my nuts into peanut butter. I got the feeling she didn't wanna talk about it."

T'lak snorted. "All right, all right, fair enough. But hey, whatever they're talking about, it seems like it's got them both laughing. That's a good sign, right?"

Raj coughed. "Um... sure. Let's go with that."

Sha'Ria certainly was laughing, and looked to be in a far better mood than she'd been just a minute ago. "So wait, wait wait wait," she said. "You're telling me that after all that, his nut survived?"

Ajani was similarly in good spirits. "You almost sound disappointed!"

The larger female rolled her eyes, putting on a show of looking all grumpy. "Well NO, I'm glad I didn't actually halfstrate the poor guy -- but I'd been calling that my first pop for YEARS! It was special! That's the kinda memory a gal likes to hold on to, you know?"

Ajani laughed. "Hey, you DID pop it. Just... not all the way, I guess? The doctor told him not to cum for at least a month, to help it heal. Of course, I told him not to cum for a YEAR or else I might seriously think about finishing the job myself." She blushed. "I mean, not SERIOUSLY seriously...but to his credit, he did do it." She looked down at her hand. "Honestly, I think that was the year when me and some of the other girls got REALLY good at edging."

Sha'Ria exhaled quietly. She was feeling significantly better, there was no denying that. Sure, she hadn't been able to deliver the big emotional spirit-cleansing explanation that she had once imagined -- and she'd have to revise a cherished memory of sorts -- but learning that Ajani didn't hate her and that Nako's damage hadn't been permanent was just as nice.

"I suppose Nako has you to thank for his recovery," Sha'Ria continued, "holding back the ballbusting while he healed up."

Ajani picked at her claws casually. "Oh, don't give me too much credit -- I REALLY made that guy regret playing with my heart. Especially once the doc gave the all-clear to start kicking his nuts in again -- I made sure his blue balls spent some time with my foot as often as I could. After a few months, I think he might have wished that you'd just neutered him and gotten it over with!"

Sha'Ria snickered, shaking her head. It was funny -- she and Ajani had only been reunited for maybe 20 minutes, and yet suddenly she felt more comfortable with her fellow dragoness than she ever could have imagined. "Hey, I tried. Dragon balls are sturdy little bastards. They have to be, to survive everything WE put 'em through."

"Uh-huh. Speaking of which." Ajani's tone remained friendly, though it also took on a slightly more serious note. "I know the whole situation with Nako was an extreme circumstance, and an accident, but uh...let's be honest, we BOTH know that you like to play rough. The males knew to look out for you WELL before you actually cracked some guy's nut."

The female blushed, sensing where this was going. "Guilty as charged."

"And that's fine!" Ajani reassured her. "But I want to be VERY clear about this whole 'trade' thing that we're about to do. So: you see him? See that guy over there?"

Ajani pointed at T'lak. The male realized he was being pointed at, and gave a sheepish little wave in return.

"That guy means the world to me," the dragoness continued. "He's not some teenage fling -- he's the love of my life. And you see those?"

Her pointing lowered by several degrees. T'lak blushed and his dick gave an eager twitch, as though it could tell that the girls were paying attention.

"Those balls are mine, today and every day. I am willing to LOAN them to you, but I expect to get BOTH of them back fully functional, understood?"

Sha'Ria put up her hands. "No no, I completely understand. I swear, I've never castrated a guy unless he deserved it. Like...look at Raj over there, for example. He deserves it all the damn time!"

Ajani frowned...until a snort of laughter burst through her lips. "Pfft. Okay but SERIOUSLY Shari, PLEASE promise me you will not pop my boyfriend's balls."

"Of course! Of course. I promise." Sha'Ria looked over at the dragon male...and then at the smaller rat standing beside him. "And on a sort of related note, if we're serious about this trade...do you think you can get Raj's balls all stuffed to the brim like T'lak's? I gotta admit, I uh...I'd kinda like to see what he's like when he's that pent-up."

Even from a distance, Raj noticed the attention. "Hey!" he shouted, waving his arms impatiently. "What's taking so damn long?!"

Ajani looked sidelong at Sha'Ria. "After you've been draining him dry a dozen times a day? Please. Give me a week, and I'll have him begging on hands and knees for a chance to cum. But first, we should probably lay out a few more ground rules..."

After another minute or two of discussion, the girls shared a firm nod and made their way back over to the boys. The ladies stood shoulder to shoulder, arms crossed across their breasts, looking for all the world like a pair of schoolteachers about to explain to their students how the field trip was going to go.

"All right, boys," Ajani began. "Here's how this is gonna work. Raj is coming home with me, and T'lak is going home with Shari. While you're with us, we'll be giving you the same treatment we give our own boyfriends. No more, no less. So that means all you gotta do is sit back and enjoy your new lifestyles, and at the end us ladies can judge who held up the best, and then we'll come up with a prize for the winner."

Sha'Ria snickered, pulling T'lak over towards her and wrapping her arm around his middle. "I hope you're ready for me to wring more cum outta these things than you even knew they could hold," she purred, bumping his hips with hers hard enough to make his nuts wobble.

Ajani, meanwhile, teased a claw along one of Raj's ears, earning a quiet giggle from the rat as he leaned into her feather-light touch. "And as for you -- I'm going to be getting VERY familiar with that lovely ratty cock of yours. Until you're begging me to stop."

T'lak watched his beloved play with Raj's ear, and felt Sha'Ria's tits pressed up against his own side, and had to keep reminding himself that there was no reason to be anxious. His beer-fueled buzz was beginning to wear off, and the reality of the situation was beginning to settle in, and suddenly the idea of going home with another woman made him feel a tad uneasy. Still, Ajani seemed perfectly comfortable with idea, and he had full faith in her. And as Sha'Ria wrapped her fingers around his denied dick and gave it a few firm, possessive pumps, he had to admit: the idea of blasting the contents of his blue balls all over her naked body WAS rather appealing.

"Um... quick question," he piped up, trying to keep his voice steady as his cock spat another splurt of precum into the dirt. "H-how long are we doing this for?"

"Oh! Well, we want to make sure each of you really get the full experience, and a day just won't cut it." Ajani held Raj close, one hand drifting lower in order to start toying with his equipment. She'd never had her hands on a non-dragon like Raj before, and from the way his dick leapt to life between her fingers, she knew immediately that they were going to have a LOT of fun.

Sha'Ria nodded in agreement, her own hand sliding down to grip T'lak's ballbag. "Nnnnnope. One day isn't nearly enough." Her claws tightened around the male's cum-stuffed orbs, hard enough to make him gasp and squirm. "So in a week, we'll meet up here and find out how you two did!"

Raj, for his part, was absolutely reveling in Ajani's attentions. While T'lak stood trembling as Sha'Ria's casually mauled his nadbag, the rat was on cloud nine, gently getting his dick stroked and his ear nibbled on. He snickered, feeling cocky and confident. "Oh come on, just one week? Why not two?"

The ladies looked at each other. They grinned.

"I think two sounds even better," Ajani said.

"Twice as good," Sha'Ria agreed.

Ajani nodded. "Then it's settled. In TWO weeks, we'll meet back here and see how you boys are holding up." The dragoness let go of Raj's dick for a moment -- just long enough to hop over to T'lak's side and plant a kiss on his cheek. Her fingers curled lovingly around her lover's straining shaft, giving the denied length one more good squeeze. "Love you. Good luck, honey!"

"L-love you too," the male replied, his eyes half-lidded as he savored her touch. "Uh...h-have fun?"

"Hope your nuts survive!" Raj added, helpfully.

Sha'Ria glanced back over at Raj. "Same to you. Don't, uh...don't have TOO much fun without me," she grumbled, smiling ever so slightly.

The rat smiled smugly. "Oh don't worry, I'm gonna be just fi--"

THWACK! Raj's sentence transitioned into a sharp squeak as Sha'Ria's tailtip whipped up between his legs, striking the center of his nutsack hard enough to send his balls bouncing in opposite directions.

"--FIIIIIIINE!" finished the male, his eyes suddenly wide with agony. He staggered sideways, his legs quivering beneath him as he fought to stay upright. "GUHHH."

Sha'Ria grinned, withdrawing her tail from between the rat's quivering legs. "Just a little something to remember me by," she teased. Unwittingly she tightened her grip around T'lak's fat nuts, earning an additional wavering moan from her new boy-toy.

Ajani chuckled to herself we she watched Raj struggle through the nutpain. Yep, Sha'Ria hadn't changed a bit. Reluctantly she let go of T'lak's cock, but she quickly replaced it with Raj's, wrapping her fingers around the dick that would be hers to play with for the foreseeable future.

Raj moaned at the touch, fresh nutache mingling with arousal. Gods, was he eager to be pampered with two weeks of non-stop sex. Just a few strokes was enough to make it clear that Ajani was skilled at the art of dick-touchin' -- and so far, she hadn't kicked his nuts into his skull even once! He was sure that would change at some point, but still, there was no say she'd be putting his balls through HALF the agony that Sha'Ria did.

"I think we're good to go!" Ajani curled her own tail around the rat's trembling leg, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I guess we'll see you two in--"

"Oh! Wait!" Sha'Ria slapped her forehead. "One more thing. I almost forgot, this is VERY important." She stepped away from her new dragon partner, releasing that plump T'lak sack and leaning down to fetch something from her satchel.

T'lak visibly relaxed as the larger dragoness let go of his ballbag for a moment...though in fairness, the sight of Sha'Ria bent over in front of him still made his balls ache in a different way. His gaze lingered on her round rump and inviting slit, his cock giving another hard throb of approval and spilling yet more precum across the dirt.

Ajani and Raj both watched Sha'Ria rummage through her bag, curious what the dragoness might be looking for.

"Where is it...ah, HERE we go." Sha'Ria grinned, holding her treasure aloft. "Don't tell me you forgot, Raj!"

Raj swallowed awkwardly, wincing at the sight. There it was: his magical amulet, clutched in Sha'Ria's claws. The only reason he still had a functioning pair of balls at all. His ears folded flat to his head as he thought back to the many, many painful experiences in which that amulet had played a part.

Ajani seemed quite perplexed. When Sha'Ria tossed over the amulet, she caught it, examining the curious green jewel. It was clasped inside a brass frame, with a thin chain attached to it. She turned it over, looking for some hint as to what it was and why Sha'Ria felt the need to give it to her. She looked over at the small rat by her side, hoping he might explain, but she wasn't exactly enlightened by his uneasy expression.

"Uh...what's this for?" Ajani asked him finally, dangling the heavy jewel in front of Raj.

Sha'Ria interjected before the rat could answer. "That's for his balls! Just in case!" With that, she roughly grabbed T'lak's cum-stuffed testicles once more, and turned to take her leave. "Have a blast, see you in two weeks!"

And with that, the two couples headed their separate ways.

T'lak stumbled along after Sha'Ria, doing his best to keep up with this feisty new female who now had him by the balls. He felt a bit anxious about the two weeks that lay ahead, given the none-too-gentle grip around his nutbag, but as they walked along and Sha'Ria began describing the many ways in which she planned to wring his balls dry, he found his mood improving a bit. He HAD been pent up for quite some time, and he could put up with some extra nut pounding if it meant getting off multiple times a day. Hell, with Ajani he usually only got off a few times a month!

Still, he did have a lot of unanswered questions. He thought back, trying to remember all of the things that he'd heard over the course of the evening. It was a whole lot for him to take in. And if even SOME of what Raj had said was true...

"Hey, uh, Sha'Ria?" The male bit back a groan as she gave his sac a quick squeeze of acknowledgement. "Nngh. Uh, c-can I ask you something?"

Sha'Ria continued to press her naked body up against his, making their combined gait a bit of an awkward shuffle. She nodded, giving his nuts another tight but reassuring squeeze. "Sure, what's on your mind?"

The male coughed and chuckled sheepishly. "Okay, so...Ajani called you 'Sack-Smasher Shari'. Was that, um... was that a nickname you had?"

She laughed, using his ballbag like a steering wheel as she led him away from town, twisting and pulling it side to side whenever they reached a turn. "Oh, that? It's nothing. She just calls me that because I accidentally popped her boyfriend's nut one time."

T'lak squeaked in alarm. "Wh--... really?!"

Sha'Ria gave him a friendly yank, pulling his nuts upwards. "I'm kidding, man. Jeez."

The dragon squeaked in surprise, but followed that with an exhale of relief. "Oh. Okay, phew, cuz that sounded rea-"

"It wasn't an accident," Sha'Ria continued, smiling brightly. "He TOTALLY deserved it." She gave Tlak's balls another strong, playful squeeze, hard enough to the fat orbs bulge out a bit from between her tightly-clenched claws. "And oooooh, I tell ya, if Ajani only knew how many times I'd neutered that rat she's taking home with her now..."

T'lak doubled over slightly, groaning as a fresh burst of nausea bloomed in his gut. Oh dear. Oh dear indeed. The dragon male said a little prayer for his testicles. They were gonna need all the help they could get.