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"You don't want to live like this anymore, do you? I know, but for now take a breath with me. Nice and slow, keep it in, and then let it go. It may not be the universe's panacea for your specific troubles, but it's a start.

I know what you want more than anything because I want the same. Here, the sun has already set, let me light something a little dim, but not too harsh on the eyes."

That's when I saw him under the dim glow of candlelight. The softest of orange hues caressing his fair skin. His eyes glinting and reflecting against the pure source of light. With it brought warmth, a sense of life within an elementary chemical reaction; a positive feedback loop until the light would cease. Relating a candle to life was pretty fair if a bit pessimistic.

"Look at me." The soft voice said from above. I felt it more comfortable where I was on the ground just as he felt it comfortable on the bedside. I did what he asked, my expression somber.

"You know we all suffer. Bit by bit, and day by day, you are not special because you suffer," he said, "But because you suffer uniquely as I do. Maybe one day you'll be able to express your suffering to others, but in a way everyone can relate to. It isn't the easiest goal, but I can give you what you need to get started." An honest smile, like the rays of sun that poke out after a long rain, appeared on his face. It was reassuring, but I wasn't sure if it would be enough.

"Why do I find this need constant?" I pondered out loud, "Habit is more reliable than motivation, so why am I slave to one while abandoning the other?"

"I believe I somewhat answered that question just before. You just need an audience to drive you, and a group to support you. That isn't that hard to come by, is it? I said that I was just the start of that, just what you need to get you going."

"Now," he said with a relaxed sigh, "Close your eyes and repeat the same breath, and I will follow with you. In," slowly we breathed in time, "and out," and slowly we breathed out. We repeated this a small number of times.

"I suppose I'm a bit less stressed, not that anything has changed." My lips curled into a slight frown, and my eyes turned away from his.

"I am here to help with that too. I can tell you're nervous. I can go first, take that leap of faith, nad then you can follow through. Leave everything else behind, even if it means an elevated heart rate for a short while."

My my, was the candlelight perfect that evening. It caressed his body lovingly, its dimness surrounding him with orange hues that matched his hair. He continued to breathe slowly, while deep within himself, sounds of moving flesh and bone began. My heart was already pounding within my chest. What was once a dream I could only imagine with eyes closed, was turning to reality with eyes open. I did not care how or why at that moment, I only cared for him.

It started with his neck, slowly elongating, the spine following up forming a slight bend to it. He sighed, just as he had before, was he relaxed? Did this relax him, I wonder? His nose pushed more out, bringing his cheeks with it. What was once the pointed cartilage of his nose became an inhuman snout as it widened. The soft stubble across his jaw line became stretched and his breathing grew with haste. His lips parted, the cries of new, sharper teeth echoing softly in his mouth.

"A-are you alright?" I quietly stammered. It was pretty naive to think that I could speak to him while his teeth, lips, and growing snout locked him in a transitional state. As I watched, looking into his eyes for some kind of response, a long-tapered tongue spilled out from his parted and now longer lips. He calmly gulped the muscle back into his maw before saying, "I feel more and more like myself as these moments come to pass." His voice had more bass in it now. I suppose when his neck lengthened his vocal cords lengthened as well.

He seemed to rather enjoy this process in some, as most would say, inappropriate places. However, I already knew his sexual indulgences and the relationship they had with him changing. After all, I too was sporting an embarrassing erection. For him however, it was more prideful than embarrassing. He spread his legs towards me while he sat on the bed. His long neck, which had now sported his characteristically fiery red hair along most of the newly formed spine segments, easily reached his member. He grinned a toothy grin as he leaned down to give his still human member a long lick from base to tip. Doing this had the benefit of showing me that his tongue and manhood were identical in length. The tongue was much larger in girth, however.

"W-what a showoff..." I couldn't help the stammering at this point. No, not with the sight before me. He smiled a large, draconic grin of approval. A sort of, "I know you want it" kind of look that he could only achieve with scaled lips and, to put it bluntly, that many teeth. He then moved his arms and purposefully throbbed his cock in front me, of course with the same grin.

"C'mon, take that leap of faith and indulge with me, my sweet, undeniably sweet kobold~" The title earned only through exchanged words, I thought. My heart stressed with excitement, for soon it'd be more than words on paper. I moved closer to him, towards his crotch, my eyes fixated on his still human cock. Sure, it was average in both length and girth, but I had been anticipating its taste for a long while. I eyed the thighs on either side of me, and noted that where there were veins, scales matching the sun's vibrate reds and oranges were beginning to form. My nostrils flared as my sinuses soon clung to a different sort of prize. A foreign smell hit, striking but pleasant. It was like a cologne that hadn't been invented yet. Truly, it attracted my senses like the purest of--

"Pheromones, only smelled by kobolds," he said before giggling to himself, "or kobolds to be, raar~ Go ahead now, the taste is better than the smell, as I've said before." And, that he had said before, teasing myself over and over again through written conversation. The smell, much like his emerald, draconic eyes, beckoned me closer and compelled my mouth to drool. I absolutely couldn't help but wrap my lips around the head of the cock and slowly sink down into it. I soon found that he was right, the taste sparked the tongue just as lighting dances within a storm cloud. But I felt more than that. While the tip of my tongue engorged on the sparkling salty taste, the base of my tongue felt a stranger sensation. The closer I pushed my face into the still human crotch of his, the more I felt an enveloping sense of belonging.

He sighed lustfully above me, petting my head as my lips brushed against his crotch. The head was pressed against the back of my throat, and though it seemed harder to breathe than before, the exercises of moments past soon clearly came into play. My lips tightened, and my tongue pushed the cock against the roof of my mouth, the tip of my tongue rubbing up and down the urethra of his cock. The action solicited a moan from him, and with it brought satisfying thoughts of my submissive role towards him. The thoughts hugged my mind, convincing me to be good and diligent to the one I was serving.

As I began to move back and forth, he placed a hand on my head. I could feel the tips of his growing claws as he brushed along my hair. His clawed fingertips then tapped my head in admiration as they plumped up with muscle. Four thick fingers pulsed on top of my skull while I felt the thumb of the hand slowly drag down. In the small moment, I grew a little concerned at the thought of having dragon front paws instead of human hands. I supposed that later I'd have to help get some things that required more articulate fingers.

Though I could only hear it, and very clearly, I might add, the formation of bone, flesh, and all of the rough and raw sounds that came with it grew louder as his transformation continued. He growled lowly to himself, his shoulder blades popping out something new. At first glance, the extra pair of limbs that wetly popped out of his shoulders looked like an exact copy of his other pair of arms. However, as joints and tendons quickly popped into place, I could see from my limited point of view that they were wings forming on his changing backside. Once the extra pair of limbs were free, the fewer digit hand grew fingers and webbing. As orange scales wrapped around the wing, I admired how they too reflected the candlelight. A mucous sheen covered the membrane that bridged his wing's few digits, but only for a small moment in time. A few, deep grunts emitted from the more dragon than human above me. I couldn't tell if these sounds were from the pleasure of what I was doing, or the slight pain that must've come with the reconfiguring of his spine. My fogged mind wanted it to be the former, and thus in my eyes it was. Either way, the soon to be dragon started scratching my head with his paw, and that caused me to lose all focus on the query.

The dragon human hybrid suddenly shifted in his seat. I held his thighs steadily as I bobbed up and down on his cock, but it was clear that something was making him uncomfortable. The sounds of growing flesh were so close to me, and soon I felt with my chin what the commotion was all about. A thickening tail had sprouted and grew in between his legs. Further and further it went, and each time I nuzzled his crotch with a mouth full of his cock, I could feel the fattening tail's newborn warmth.

I knew that neither of us could give in to our mutual lust just yet. With two dragon paws he pushed my head back and off of his cock. I gulped down a mixture of saliva and pre, and felt the warmth descend down into my belly. Both of our breathing was labored, but through our mutual lustful panting, and through my somewhat dazed mind, I heard him command me quietly to lean back. With no hesitation, I did and saw the dragon in his most prideful of states.

He stretched his crimson arms, orange scales tightly bounding the muscle rippling from both biceps. His chest wasn't plated like other dragons, but rather had a lighter hue to it. His pecs and abdominal muscles were mostly that of a scaled human, however I did notice that they were slightly wider. His abs remained mostly the same, they were just rounder and more defined. I assumed this was because of his scales, all of which merged within the dim candlelight. His wings stretched outward, barely having enough room to do so. With a few satisfied pops of the aching, fresh joints, the dragon sat grinning before me. His smile was still complimented with bright teeth, a long tongue, and a red growth of hair running from the center of his chin down his neck. While I was busing myself in between his thighs, his horns seemed to have grown in fully as well. I had to strain my eyes looking up to see them behind his lengthy neck and snout, but they were there. Two symmetrical horns, a couple inches in diameter, protruded out from the back of his skull. They ended with a sharp point after a tapering four to six inches, and really contoured his lengthened ears. His whole visage reminded me that it wouldn't be hard to intimidate anyone. All he would have to do was turn his smile upside down.

Our eyes ran over one another for a bit of time, though he didn't have anything new to look at from me.

"Stunning might be a good word." I spoke while licking over my lips. My voice still rather quiet, I idly stared at the rise and fall of his scaled chest. It was the breathing just as before, calm and collected. Deeply then he spoke...

"It isn't finished yet. I'm struggling, my kobold." he said, and I noticed how droplets of sweat were forming on his body. They too reflected the candlelight, "I want you to intimately see and feel the last bit, only then will it be your turn." He teased. I knew exactly what he meant, of course.

He used his big forepaws to push himself more onto the bed, and as a result, his still human feet were propped up, closer to my face than they ever had been before.

"Lick," although he said it from his lips, it felt as if his voice came straight from the pair of feet, "Get me to relax and show you the passion this dragon has for you." I gulped, such words weren't heard in person up until this moment, but I know that there was no room to hesitate now.

The sweat the dragon produced while holding himself back was prominent on the bottoms of his soles. The smell was different than that of his cock. Rather than coerce and beckon me closer, the foot sweat that beaded up and dripped from the struggling dragon demanded not only recognition, but worship. A sense of duty befell me then. To be the one to worship was to be the one to help the dragon not only relax, but to also relinquish the rest of his human form. As I moved closer to them, he moved both of his feet to my cheeks. I felt instantly the warm wetness that was distinctly sweat. The smell came next, quickly overpowering my senses, but not enough to cause me to faint. I couldn't help but moan at the slightest of their touch. He wiped them on me, from heel to toes across my face. He growled and sighed to himself as he did so. I could tell already that he was getting relaxed just from wiping his feet across my face. As the demanding smell surrounded my head, my already dazed mind began to flutter. Fits of bliss pulsed against my cheeks. My stomach grew warmer as the sweat passed into my mouth and down my throat. However, this was just a taste. I couldn't let him fully relax without indulging in my own deepest desires first. After all, that wouldn't behoove me as a kobold. As his kobold.

I had to move my face back just a bit, just to get some control. Before me, inches from my face were the source of the sweat. Submissive thoughts began to tumble in my head, and before I had even realized what was I was doing, I found myself grasping a scaled ankle with my nose buried deep in between the big and middle toe. My tongue, doing what it was meant to, dragged itself crudely across the sole. It all felt so natural, so instinctual. As if my tongue and sense of smell were created for this one purpose! My tongue continued to wildly lick across the human foot. It was messy, but only because I deeply wanted to get as much of a taste as I could of his sweat.

The dragon sighed once more, a low rumble echoing out of his prominent chest. As I huffed another full, eager breath through my nostrils, my ears picked up the familiar sound of bones popping and meaty flesh bulking. I was most excited to hear these sounds, as it meant the dragon was thoroughly relaxed and under my care. I placed another hand at the heel of the foot to better stabilize it, and with my thumb I began to press in and rub the lower part of the sole. Back and forth, just as my tongue was licking up and down, and my nostrils were breathing in and out. Above me, the dragon couldn't help but lean a bit back, his mouth fully agape with his tongue out like some dog. Still, with my nose buried deep in between his toes, I could still sense his big toe slowly slide down the arch of his foot. In tandem, his other toes grew in size, bulging and sweating more than before from the biologically stressful change. I just had to lick them then, really feel the growth of those four meaty toes against my eager tongue! Luckily, the dragon assisted me, using his other still human foot to push my mouth down onto a couple of those toes. He then wriggled them inside my mouth as the white claws pushed out from both feet. Using his free foot to push my face, the dragon only relaxed his grip to allow me to catch a breath of musky air.

My cheeks bulged with two growing toes jammed in my mouth. I groaned, losing any sensibility over the state the both of us were in. I only stopped suckling on his toes when the taste grew faint. I pulled back, panting while the dragon flexed the extra jointed digits teasingly. Without a break I went straight back to licking from his heel up to his four, plump, prideful toes. I had, with all of my mind and soul, become enraptured by the situation. Something that wasn't supposed to be real, happening and indulging all of my senses at once. It was enough to make myself orgasm then and there, even with nothing touching my own throbbing, aching shaft.

"There, there," the dragon said, even though his voice I could tell how blissfully at peace he was, "I think you've certainly earned what we've talked much about. Come closer to me, my dearest kobold." I didn't hesitate once again, moving back in between the thighs which were now the color of fierce flame and containing the warmth of a nice sunny day. His cock still had the same human shape to it, but it had a more streamlined and tapered shape to it as well as being covered with scales. As with all of his other scales, even the intricate ones that covered his sensitive area slightly reflected the light of the candle.

My hands moved to where his inner thighs met his torso, just below the hips. I then engulfed his cock once more in one motion. Tasting more potent than before, I couldn't help but lose myself in the act of servitude just as I had with his changing feet. Up and down I went, gentle suckling sounds clicking in my mouth as my nose periodically poked against is smooth abdomen. The base of my tongue focused on the head while the tip danced along the underside. With my hands I felt the rise and fall of his stomach and noticed that his breathing pace grew faster. I responded by doing the same with my head's movements, and inside my mind were only the thoughts of his satisfaction.

Soon I found myself having to pull back just to gulp back the amount of drool I was producing, but these were short bursts of repreval separated with long periods of sucking. Lucky for me, this had the side effect of causing the dragon to sweat more. Pretty soon the room was smogged by the faint smell of hot sex and dragon musk, which only drove me to push myself more. I sucked a bit harder, nuzzled his crotch a bit longer when his shaft slid down my throat, kneaded his waist and haunches, really massage them as we progressed.

His breathing was very audible at this point. His voice trailed each exhale with a tender moan. Soon he leaned back onto his elbows, and his hands needlessly grabbed at the blankets below, squeezing them in an attempt to contain his pleasure. Everything was growing warm around him, and when I heard the toes on his other foot finally pop into their draconic form, he quieted down suddenly. I was a bit confused, however my mind was much too addled to focus on the quietness. The wet suckling sounds continued, and the dragon sighed.

I looked up at him, the emerald hue in his eyes was muddled because of the candlelight. But his teeth were showing a grin consumed by an idea all his own. He growled, not intimidatingly, but the sound had bellowed gently up his long neck and exited that same sly grin. Meanwhile, I kept going while looking at him, his cock occasionally flared when my nose touched his crotch, which made me moan with lustful delight. Alas, the dragon's grin showed that he had planned this sort of predicament, and now that it was happening in its entirety, he could finally live out what he truly wanted, even if just for an evening.

My eyes darted a bit back and forth as his thighs moved away from me. A familiar smell was made much more prominent, he was bringing his sweating feet closer to me. Something wet was pressed against my ear, then the other. Surely it was soles, I lustfully realized. Thick, jointed toes gripped around my skull, completely halting any movement my neck could do. Each powerful toe had its own independent movement, and each slowly massaged my hair, matting it with sweat. His big toes, now thick dew claws, pushed against my cheek bones, just under my vision. They too rubbed against my cheeks, slickening my skin with sweat.

A low rumble reverberated deep within the dragon. He still slyly grinned down at me, though his breathing became heavy and labored once more. I gulped, my lips wrapped around the base of the cock, it's taste still warping my mind to crave anything that came out of it like a drug. The gulp caused the dragon to moan along with his rumble as my throat tightened around the last quarter of his cock. There was this moment then, with our eyes meeting one another's, his low rumble being the only sound bouncing softly off the walls in the room. A moment where a spark, enough to light a candle's wick, was felt between the both of us. At least, I certainly felt it myself, but the longer I looked, the longer I understood that he did as well.

I felt the pressure of his dew claws then, pushing against my cheeks, all while the other toes held my head nice and steady. My tongue and lips moved with it, eventually revealing most of the dragon's cock to the dimly lit room. I breathed through my nose, that haze from before doubling my mind down as the scent of his feet only grew in intensity. Then he gripped more with his four other toes on each foot, pulling me back to his crotch. His movements were slow at first. I'm sure he was just getting used to the position, but I couldn't help but feel cared for as slowly went back and forth as if he wanted me to be just as comfortable as he was.

My ears were surrounded by his massive dragon paws, and as such I wasn't able to hear much other than the wet flesh on flesh rubbing against my ears. I hardly minded, as I could still see the dragon with his tongue lazily drooping, wings spread a bit behind him, lost in a state of lust that only had one possible ending.

After a few more slow thrusts, the dragon's feet pushed and pulled my face harder. He got used to the grip, and even could massage my hair with a couple toes while the other two would do most of the pushing and pulling. It wasn't before long before his hips were bucking every now and then as well, maybe to give his feet a rest, I thought.

My face grew hot and my mind withered any normal thoughts away. To be used like this, to watch him lose himself as my face was surrounded, pushed and pulled, forced to worship the gripping toes and pulsating cock. I was living every kobolds dream, even if I was still human for now.

"Mmmmm... grrrrr.. Sssoooo gooooood..." He hissed to himself, I could barely hear it from his feet kneading my skull, but since I was looking up at him, I could easily make out the words. He leaned more heavily on his elbows and thrusted into my mouth using only his hips. His pace forced me to reserve my breathing, to have it precisely controlled to his hip's rhythm. I knew that any sudden misplaced breath could cause me to choke, and that would be most bad for my dragon.

No, he had to be satisfied, and soon. I felt his growing need from his heat alone. His desire soon melded with mine, both of us were bracing for the moment. Quickly, I could hear my own heartbeat grow in both strength and pace, or was it his? Truthfully, I couldn't tell if I was hearing his heartbeat through his feet, or if I felt my own because my ears were covered.

I couldn't focus on it though, as he began thrusting every half second suddenly. I was forced to just hold my breath and hope for the best. My nerves got to me then, I felt a wave an anxiety for what was to come was something so unbelievably unknown to me that it might as well be akin to an afterlife. Even if now was too late of a time to worry, I found myself sitting on a roller coaster, just before the big dip as the dragon lustfully slammed in and out of my throat, using only his hips and feet to guide himself to climax.

"Rrrraahh... Rrr.....rrr... Aaaaduuume I... I'm soooo lost.. I can't help it now... this moment... gonna.. Gonna... rrrrrAAAArrrruuuugggh!" His feet gripped my head tight, slamming my face down to his hilt. I gagged, but it was too late. Not even a whimper could come out my cock rammed throat. His cock pulsated and throbbed, bulging my throat with it. Something warm... a little hint of sweetness to it... I tasted what wasn't immediately swallowed, but even from just a couple drops I knew... It was his essence. I wish I could've described the moment in a romantic sense, but like real life it was messy, sloppy, but my mind saw it more as a spark of lustful romance... The ropes he spewed felt thicker than his toes. One after another went straight down my throat. I felt my stomach gurgle a bit as the cum settled down in its final resting place. Of course, not all of it went there, my gagging caused a bit to come out of my nose. It didn't sting surprisingly, but it certainly felt odd feeling it slowly drip down only my lips.

Meanwhile, the dragon was lost in his own drowning pleasure. His whole body twitched, his toes kneaded my skull, giving my head a satisfying rub. Then, in the middle of his orgasm, he jerked up and pulled out most of his cock, leaving only the tapered head in my mouth. His feet released their grip and he moved them to the sides of my torso.

"You should at least taste some of it..." he panted and smiled, his emerald eyes looking directly into my own. The taste, more prominent now than before, was something to truly savor. Its faint sweetness was uncanny. To be quite honest, I never really minded the bitterness of cum, but his was a load I had yet to even fathom. I let the next few ropes lay across my tongue. The dragon continued to grunt as his cock orgasmed, but he now seemed to be more in control and less feral in the mind. He leaned forward, his wings closing themselves up as he placed a hand on my cheek. A clawed thumb rubbed back and forth, and as it did, I swallowed the rest of his seed.

His cock still twitched in my mouth, but no more cum came out of it. The dragon smiled down towards me, an earnest and loving smile it was. All settled soon after. He pulled out fully from me, and I took a moment to fully catch my breath. His other hand went down to interlace with my own before pulling me up into his lap. I really felt his warmth surround me as his wings stretched and partially enclosed themselves around us. My fingertips danced along his smooth chest, mesmerized by how the scales felt, captivated by how they shined subtly in the candlelight.

My heart was still racing, however. The dragon quickly felt my heartbeat and did his best to reassure me by rubbing my back with one scaled hand, and rubbing my stomach with the other. I looked and watched as his hand slowly went in circles around my stomach. Even from there he still felt my pounding heart.

"It's okay..." he assured me, his voice making a smile settle across my lips.

"I'll be here for you, for as long as you need, well after it's done." He leaned forward, giving a soft kiss to my cheek.

"I can't help but feel nervous." I said, my mind clinging to logic, "I'm sure your first time was scary as well, even if every moment after is pure bliss compared to being human. I can't help but fear what is unknown." I continued to watch his hand sweep around my stomach, and I felt its warmth beginning to grow with each second that passed by.

"I understand, but I'm here for you, my kobold. I'll make those nerves go away; you'll see." He beamed then, and I got to see his toothy grin more up close. It was contagious, his smile, and I find myself doing the same grin with him.

Soon I felt my face start to sweat. I knew the room grew hotter from the dragon's orgasm, but I knew it wouldn't cause only my face specifically to sweat. My heart continued to race, and my fingertips started to feel numb. I quickly found myself wondering if it was my nerves or... or...

Suddenly the dragon leaned forward, and his scaled lips pressed against my own, less scaled ones. My hands gripped the air a bit, but as his tongue invaded, I suddenly found myself growing more and more calm, more and more relaxed, more and more at ease. Just from his tongue alone I felt my heart start to slow. So long it was, embracing my own slowly, my own tongue meekly licked its underside.

"Mmmnn..." Mutually we let out a sound pleasure, but of course that wasn't all. My tongue suddenly felt extra warm, as if I had just eaten a spicy pepper. I felt his tongue slather itself over mine, basting it with his own saliva while my tongue began to grow in length. My hands found their place along his shoulders, and I gripped them tightly while I whined towards the foreign pleasure I was experiencing. I soon found my tongue pushing against his own lips, sliding past them without much effort. It grew more thick and more tapered in his mouth, but the dragon then suddenly pulled away from the kiss.

My long tongue spilled out in front me. It was tapered, dripping at about a foot long, and a deep purple. As it casually dripped onto my chest, I realized that there would be no way I could speak to him for the moment. Though, having a tongue this large had some, shall we say, perks in other forms of communicating affection.

"My my, already looking stunning." He said, almost cooing to himself, all with an earnest grin. Did he really think having a deformed tongue was this lovely? I couldn't ponder much on the question. As soon as I started my ears began to grow itchy. The itchy sensation quickly turned into one similar to my tongue. The top part of my lobe stretched and split painlessly. A fleshy pair of nubs protruded from the spot, and as they grew in length they soon became slaves to gravity itself. Two scaled tendrils, the color of mandarins, fell down to my shoulders where they stopped growing.

My breathing, only through my nostrils, became labored. The dragon leaned in once again, this time towards my fleshy tendrils. He curiously licked both tips as the orange gleaming scales finished taking over them. My vision then soon started to be blocked by clumps of hair. I could feel scales rushing past my ears, taking over my cranium. Unlike the handsome dragon in front of me, my scales had no room for hair follicles, and so I was soon bald.

"Your eyes seem much greener now." The dragon said, one hand rubbing under my wet chin, the other brushing away the hair from my chest and lap. I had to trust him, as when he said that my vision blurred quite a bit, but soon refocused. I grumbled, however, as I was growing impatient at my comically long tongue. I knew any minute now my nose would begin to push out to form a sizable home for the tongue, but as it stood then and there, I was just a drooling mess.

The dragon cocked an eyebrow, his hands moving to my shoulders to rub, "So far so good? Besides some things growing faster than others?" He giggled to himself. I did not. The relief started to come in then, thankfully. My nose twitched and pushed narrowly out, my entire face and skull widening. My lips lengthened as my snout elongated, scales showing themselves to the world as my own tongue was slowly engulfed into my mouth. Human teeth quickly sharpened, and more grew in number as my snout pushed forward. My nose melded with my face, becoming one streamlined and tapered snout. I filled my lungs with air as I could breathe with my mouth once again. My nostrils felt thinner than before, and I supposed I'd just have to live with that.

"How do you feel? I bet good, ooooh sooooo good~ rarrar~" The dragon hummed with a lizard headed human in his lap. A lizard headed human with quite the erection, I should add. The dragon noticed as well and leaned in to quickly engulf the shaft in his warm, wet embrace.

"G-gaah!" I moaned out, quickly noticing that my voice was noticeably lower and more guttural in tone. Wet, slurping sounds came out of the dragon as he lightly bobbed his head up and down, swallowing around my cock. His tongue completely dwarfed my cock in size, and I felt my cheeks grow warm in embarrassment at how easily he could swallow around my human cock. I moved my hand shyly to rub the dragon's soft head of hair. Quickly my palms started to sweat then, and all I could do was watch as four fingers merged into three. White claws jutted out my fingertips as more orange scales took over, but none of it hurt. It only felt as if they were being tugged to and fro' naturally, and I was thankful for that. My hands reduced themselves slightly in width, but I still figured I could manipulate utensils if I needed to. In fact, I imagine I'd have to since the dragon didn't have any opposable thumbs on him.

I groaned lustfully to myself as the dragon's sounds only grew more and more wet as he continued sucking on my cock. While continuing to pet his head I watched as orange scales, shining against the dim light, rushed down my arms. Not much seemed to change there, just a little added muscle. I grunted deeply as my spine began to snap and crack. The dragon latched off of my cock then, a look of worry across his face. I did my best to smile with gator-length lips, and I supposed that assured him enough since he went back to suckling.

As with my arms, my torso mostly just bulked up with muscle to make me appear more athletic. Scales would rush over the area then, beige ones for my ventral side, and orange ones, much like the dragons I thought, for my dorsal side. My tail bone grew uncomfortable as the scales finished appearing across my torso. Slowly, a growth pushed from its base, pushing more and more out, growing in thickness, but always remaining tapered. Soon I had a tail about a meter in length, articulated and partially prehensile I quickly noticed.

"Guuuuuuhhhhh...." A soft, yet guttural moan escaped my scaled lips, I looked down watching the dragon go up and down. Every other second, I could see my cock, and each time it was more different than before. My crotch developed a slit, my skin painlessly splitting and allowing my external testes to become internal ones. As they were engulfed, I watched my cock itself grow more and more dark in color, and I quickly recognized its resemblance with my tongue. A deep purple for the base, its muscles thick and pulsing with need. Tiny, sensitive spines covered the urethra of the cock, and I gasped and squirmed as the dragon's tongue slathered saliva upon that before they developed fully. Around the middle of the cock was where the color went from a deep purple to the color of thistle. Further up, the cock head was tapered and pink. And damn, was it still even more sensitive than it was when it was human!

The dragon latched off of my now reptilian cock. Although, this time he didn't have a look of concern, but one of mischief...

"Now now, you aren't getting off that way, my kobold." He said with the slyest of grins. Slowly, he set me down with care, and I was back at his rather large dragon feet. Of course, he knew I was exactly where he wanted me to be. He slowly picked a hefty dragon foot up, and carefully placed it so that my cock lay in between two of his massive toes. I quickly fell to my knees, leaning into the foot while my hands feebly attempted to grab at the floor.

By now I had scales from head to knees, and with a beckoning finger the dragon commanded me to prop the only still human part of me left onto the leg that rested on myself. Of course, I did what I was asked while scales continued to creep down my calf. I found my fresh tail slowly swaying from side to side, his own larger one doing much the same as he leaned down. His tongue, dripping with saliva licked from my heel all the way up to my toes. The sensitivity made me squirm, but the warmth felt rather nice in both a relaxed and sexual manner. After just two licks the bottom of my sole was coated in dragon saliva, and only then did it begin to change.

I started to pant as his own dragon toes started to slide themselves up and down my cock. The smoothness of the scales, the slickness of his sweat, my own saliva mixed with it, all of these lustful things forced my cock to throb heavily, pre excitedly coming out of the tip to join with the sweat, scales and saliva. My mind found it hard to focus on any one thing as the dragon's curious tongue continued to slurp at my changing foot. The sole of my foot elongated against his tongue, pushing the ball of my foot towards the dragon's lips while the rest of the foot grew in size to match the bulkiness of my toned reptilian body. A couple of my toes quickly began to merge, and I could only watch in awe as my big toe slowly moved down to match the position of the extending ball of my foot.

"Mmmnn.." I moaned quietly as I watched it all happen before my eyes. Each of the four toes, including the quickly forming dew claw, popped as extra joints settled into place. As I squirmed, I found myself uncontrollably bending and splaying the toes against the dragon's greedy tongue. The dragon then leaned in, engulfing the fully formed bangaa foot, and proceeded to twirl his tongue in and around the sweating scales.

Wet flesh on flesh sounds quickly filled the room once more as his sweating foot continued to push back and forth against my cock. The sight before me forced my eyes to roll back in ecstasy. I knew that in this form, I could finally let go and indulge in my deepest fantasies. And here, with this dragon, with Kulbara and his sweet tasting gift, I could fall into that sweet, blissful abyss of pleasure with him, cock against foot, tongue against toes... Truly there was no helping myself even after just a couple of minutes.

"G-guuuhh... y-your feet hun... m-my feet hun... toesss," I hissed loudly, my nostrils flaring as they filled quickly with our mutual reptilian scent, "f-feet... gotta worship... gotta thrust... g-gonna... Oh Kuuuulll..." I moaned as my hips bucked tightly in the wet wedge in between his toes. I felt my inner testes, for the first time, flex and throb, pushing rope after rope of cum through and out my aching bangaa shaft. Sweet release was here, and all of my seed could coat such beautiful dragon feet. I relentlessly started thrusting as soon as my orgasm started, bucking, and hissing like a feral lizard. Then, in one swift move, the dragon clutched the tip of my snout with his free foot and raised the foot I was cumming onto. I moaned into the foot that was helplessly kneading me, my facial scales quickly slickened with the dragon's foot sweat. I couldn't stop cumming from his scent alone, sending rope after all over his splayed, slicked toes. Strings formed all over the sole of his free foot as I came, the ones in between his toes acting like bridges from digit to digit.

My mind was soon filled with haze, not only from his scent, but from my first orgasm as a bangaa. A feeling hard to describe in words, but after the first initial feral outburst, the hazy feeling that was constant throughout my transformation suddenly wrapped around my mind tightly. I felt my mind sink deep into abyssal trance, my eyes fluttered, and my thoughts grew more and more abstract. A high filled me so much that I felt as if I were floating in an endless wasteland of black space, that I had always been floating on a journey that suddenly led me here, to this point, and to this room. All else was the void, the black space that I was only idly floating through. My orgasm settled, but the high remained. Looking back, I could have easily blamed it on afterglow, but it felt like so much more. My vision gravitated to the glowing eyes of the dragon, a new light shined from them, bright and beckoning, earnest and loving. Anxiety, like tattered rags, fell away from me. I was seeing something few would ever and was lucky enough to have the mental capacity to not fear, but fully embrace it. My fingertips twitched on the floor, how sensitive they suddenly felt. My gripping toes against the dragon's tongue, how stunning the embrace felt between myself and the tongue. My mind reeled back, suddenly remembering my entire life in one single moment, everything that led to here in one sudden flooding motion. How am I to feel now that I am not human, and I am with someone who isn't? Now that the superficial lustful needs have been fulfilled, my life stands as a trust fall into his. And, for some reason that I hope to explain one day, I find myself fully embracing everything that has happened.

Moments that felt like hours passed, but eventually the fogginess from my mind faded. My eyes focused better, and I had noticed that the lit candle was almost out of wick. The dragon, with one paw flat on the ground and the other cummed up one facing me, smiled his same earnest smile. Diligently I moved closer to the mess I had made, and obediently did I lick up the ropes of cum that had laced the dragon's foot. No words had to be said, we both knew that I wanted to do this, all of it. I noted how different my own cum tasted, how it had that same slight sweetness to it that his did. My tongue danced up his sole, around the ball of his foot. I kissed along his toes, licking in between them slowly, letting globs of cum form on my tongue before I swallowed. Soon enough they were back to the way they were before I had made a mess on them.

The dragon beckoned me onto his lap once again, and as I sat, I found myself quickly growing weary.

"It takes a lot out of you doesn't it, my kobold~" He said, one hand placed on my heart, the other doing its best to grip my own hand.

"R-right, yeah." I spoke, my new voice still sounding so foreign to me, as well as the taste of cum that still traced along my tongue.

"Listen, it was kind of surreal for a minute there while I was cumming. I had an otherworldly sense surrounding me. Did you feel something similar during your first time?" It might've been a shot in the dark, but my mind was still focused on what I had just gone through moments before, and I wanted to know.

"Well, I remember something sort of similar..." The dragon quitely mused, "I didn't think it happened to just anyone though!"

"It was really odd... It felt kind of scary as the realization hit of what I had become, but at the same time it was like I was being reborn into what I've always wanted." A quiet sigh escaped me.

"Hmm," The dragon simply stated, "I think you rather enjoyed yourself either way. You aren't feeling scared now though, are you?" The dragon had that worried look on his face once again.

"Not at all, not with you here to help." I smiled. A genuine one.

"I'm so glad to hear rarrar~" He embraced me tightly suddenly. My breathing constricted, but it still felt really nice. A nice loving hug from a nice loving dragon.

After a moment, the dragon and I mutually let go of the hug, "I think we can both agree we should get some rest, don't you think?" Kulbara said to me, a warm smile on his orange lips.

"Absolutely, I'm beat after all that..." The light grew noticeably dimmer then. The candle was burning out. Naturally, we let it slowly envelope the room in darkness as we got comfortable in bed. Unable to see, here we could only feel one another.

I tried to think of something deep as I dozed off in Kulbara's embrace, that maybe the candle represented the unstoppable course of life, and the fragility it has since any gust of wind can blow it out. But here we were, defying that sort of reality. But in the end, we are just two guys who get off to the impossible, stuck in an endless cycle of yearning. Best not to think about that, not at this time of night. A wave of relaxation fell over me despite my more somber thoughts. In his embrace, I thought, I couldn't think of these brooding thoughts. Not with this warmth surrounding me, not with his breathing growing slower as he himself drifted off to loving, romantic thoughts of the two of us. It might be true that what we get off too is impossible in some realities, but it led us here, together, and I think that's something I can peacefully rest knowing.