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The Birth of a Queen

By Patrick D. Lambert

Commissioned by RPadi

"I feel sorry for you."

That thought crossed YongSeop's mind while he watched the rescuer who just landed on the island, attracted by the massive fire made by the dragon on the shore.

A tiger, probably in his twenties, looked around in confusion after finding no one around. Even while standing away from the fire, he kept a hand up to protect his eyes from the fiery flames. The black-and-orange jacket matched his shortly trimmed striped fur, and his fearful stance reminded him of Bheni in his youth. And that's why the old dragon felt sorry for him after watching the tiger follow the trace of blood that led deep into the jungle.

His training told him to go back and call for support, but his guts were the ones who pushed him forward into the unknown jungle with only a flare gun to defend himself. The trace was fresh, and his nose confirmed it was real. The airship found on the shore also matched the model described by the team leader. There was no doubt that's the place where the explorer called YongSeop crashed. The tiger feared the worst.

Those fears turned into something else after the blood led him deep into the jungle and into a mysterious cave. He knew it was a bad idea. It made no sense the dragon had made it that far. But people acted in strange ways when in danger. So the tiger moved forward, using his lantern to see the path ahead, unaware that the dragon he was looking for was standing behind him.

"I feel sorry for you," YongSeop repeated.

For even when something greater than him awaited at the end of that cave, he wondered how it would be for him, not knowing anything about the creature that was about to take over his body and mind. YongSeop had an opportunity to interact and learn more about it, and that made the process easier. But a young mind like his? It was hard to say.

The shriek that came moments later and his cries for help answered his question. He caught a glimpse of the bright flare after he probably shot at it to fight back, but then he suddenly went silent, and YongSeop waited outside the cave patiently.

Minutes later, the tiger walked out. His jacket and shirt had been shredded to pieces, and the trousers were covered in black stains. It came out still stretching his muscles, visibly exhausted after what YongSeop assumed was a difficult merging.

"It's a little more uncomfortable than I thought, but I'll get used to it. It's the least I can do after he lent it to me," he said, throwing a snarky smile at the dragon.

"You never had a host before?"

"My rank is born in the shape you knew first, so we're not prepared for merging as you are. We have to... force it," the tiger clenched both fists and gnashed his fangs after saying that. "Not all minds are ready for the process."

His voice was soft, young, almost charming. It felt strange to hear him talk like that. And while some mannerisms were still present, he was slowly adopting what he assumed was the tiger's normal behavior.

"It's good this one had low resistance. It made things easier," the tiger added after a long breath.

"What do you mean?" YongSeop asked. His head leaned sideways.

"Not all hosts are as weak as him or willing as you. Depending on several factors, some can offer resistance. Luckily, that shouldn't be a problem."

The tiger was about to walk back to the aircraft, then stopped on his heels and looked at YongSeop from above his shoulder.

"By the way, this one here calls himself Edmund. I think it fits."

YongSeop followed Edmund through the jungle, both fascinated and confused at how the tiger tried to sway his hips and walk like he used to with the previous body. But Edmund had a bulky aspect, already on the first steps to look like a bodybuilder, with plenty of knowledge of each muscular group, judging by the marked muscles of his back visible through the short-trimmed fur. His body shape was more rectangular, and the old walking didn't match it. And while it lacked the uncanny beauty of the original, YongSeop still found him attractive in a more masculine way, attracted not only by his physique but the faint scent of sweat and cheap deodorant coming from him.

Minutes later, they got out of the jungle. Disappointed at the irregular hips sways, Edmund limited himself to wagging his tail from left to right, making visible some of the original femininity that attracted YongSeop in the first place. With both arms open, Edmund looked up and threw a long, loud yell. Right after that, he ran on the beach and into the ocean until the cold water reached his waist.

YongSeop approached slowly, touched by the happiness and joy expressed by the alien who had almost lost all hopes of getting out of the island alive.

"This all hits differently inside a host. And my voice, I can listen to my voice. It's... it's amazing," he said while throwing water with his arms until he stopped to stare at YongSeop. "Has it always been this good?"

The question wasn't for him to answer but for the creature living inside him. YongSeop swallowed. The confusion of having the knowledge of an entire species died after a couple of days of living as the new being, and YongSeop felt more comfortable jumping between both mindsets.

"Our bodies lack the sensibility the creatures of this planet have. It seems to be unique when compared to other planets. Be wary, though, as we might share some of their weaknesses too."

The giant bonfire was still burning feet away from them. With flames straight out of hell itself, YongSeop took some steps aside to get away from the blaze threatening to burn his scales to a crisp.

Edmund had felt it too, holding his hand in the air to protect his eyes from the heat. The pain he never experienced in his original shape, he found it strangely comforting. Or that's what YongSeop understood after looking straight at him, with a weak smile on his face and the slender tail slapping at the water.

"We should get going. There might be more rescuers coming unless you report to them," YongSeop hurried him, much to his regret.

When the dragon looked back at the aircraft, it didn't surprise him to find the same old model they'd been using for years. The Hyperhawk became the standard model for rescue missions: a hybrid between a helicopter and a jet; its blades and tail rotor transformed into wings to increase speed.

YongSeop had some doubts after "feeling" the conflict taking place in Edmund's head, and he was tempted to take control of the aircraft before the tiger. But after seeing him manipulate the controls without an issue, his fears vanished, and he sat quietly in the cabin. After throwing a last look at his trusty SkyTear, the dragon said goodbye to what was left of his past life while the aircraft took off.

"RT-09 to Central. Come in," Edmund called through the radio.

"Central here. RT-09, support is still on the way."

"Cancel that request. The objective was found safe. We're on our way back to the closest aircraft carrier. It has no serious injuries and doesn't show any psychological trauma. There is no need for immediate medical assistance. I repeat: the objective is safe."

"Roger that. RT-09, we'll be sending instructions to the nearest aircraft carrier."

YongSeop waited until the Hyperhawk finished the jet transformation to call Edmund's attention, who by then had closed the comm channel.

"You got used to him quickly."

"He's weaker than I thought. It might take a couple of days to completely merge with him, but at least I know the important parts, like flying this thing."

"I feel I still have a lot to learn despite having access to your entire knowledge," the dragon sighed. "It's all completely new to me."

"It's a common issue during the first days. Think of it as the price of individuality. Some hosts have to be absorbed completely when they fight back, destroying the original personality in the process. You embraced it, so you keep a hold of who you are, but now you need to learn how to live as two different beings."

Edmund's serious tone reminded him he knew that. He knew everything about the species. And going through all that knowledge that was shoved into his mind was complicated and felt like going through the stuff he studied for his finals: it was there, he simply didn't know where to look. It was the other being, that calm and serene voice in his mind, who comforted him with the fact that they'll get over it after some days.

However, there was something else bothering him, a thought that had been in his head for days. YongSeop remained quiet in his seat in the cabin and didn't react until Edmund called for him.

"What's the matter? You're awfully serious for someone who just got out of a deserted island."

His voice startled him. YongSeop looked at the sea through the window, perfectly still and similar no matter where he looked, yet he felt they had covered a long distance already.

When he looked back at Edmund, he found it out of his vessel, in the slime female body he met. It had gained some muscular mass--mostly visible in both arms and the broad shoulders--without neglecting the femininity YongSeop considered magnificent.

"It's weird to hear you talk like that in that shape," the dragon said while moving to the passenger seat next to Edmund.

"I gotta get used to talking and behaving like him. You don't want others to know, right?"

"Good point."

"So what's the issue?"

YongSeop continued looking at the sea. The noisy engine behind reminded him of the thrill of piloting an aircraft so close to the water--the little mistake that put him on that island, to begin with. His hands clenched the air where the wheel used to be. And the dragon came to the conclusion he couldn't let behind his past life.

"It's hard to explain. I know I should be happy for keeping my old self. And I'm eager to see what the universe has prepared for me. Start a colony. Explore new planets. Meet new species. That's not new to me, yet it feels so exciting now. I wanna fulfill their goals."

After he noticed the slime coming off the scales of his arm, YongSeop perceived the soreness after keeping his regular shape for that long. He took a deep breath, and the rest of the slime swallowed his draconic body, quickly bringing back the female aspect of the alien living inside him. The large breast and slender arms. A broader back from the folded wings behind. His huge waist and thighs. A body envied and desired by males and females alike.

"There are so many things I wanna do," he continued, his voice sharper than before. "And I want to do it together. But I can feel the anguish for the life I'll be leaving behind. My home. The friends I made. The family I protected. Do I really want to leave all of that behind? Am I ready for that?"

"I thought you were looking for a purpose," Edmund mentioned.

"And I am. The only thing that kept me alive was the thrill of exploring the world. The adventures! Or so I thought. But in reality, I was just running away from the fact that... well, I'm old. My only purpose for years was to keep my nephews safe. And I dedicated years--hell, decades of my life to that purpose. I don't regret doing that, but now that they have their own lives, what other use has this old dragon?"

"You have a greater purpose in life now!"

"Yet it feels selfish to pursue it if I have to leave my family behind. The idea makes me feel like a monster."

"Even if they're no longer part of your life?"

"Even then. And I think that's the part stopping us from merging completely. What if they need YongSeop? What if I'm not there to answer their call? And that's the source of this anguish. They kept me alive. The hope of reuniting with them gave me the strength to survive. And now, I want to leave them because I need a purpose that I already have. Isn't that selfish?"

A loud beep came from the radio. Edmund turned back on the comm channel and was greeted by the severe voice of a male that had smoked one too many cigars during his life.

"Unidentified aircraft, this is the Gasconian carrier 'Gibraltar.' You are instructed to identify yourself immediately and provide relevant flight information. Failure to comply with this directive might result in interception measures being initiated."

"The instructions on this planet are so aggressive," Edmund said before opening his side of the channel. "Gibraltar, this is the Rescue Unit RT-09, coming back from a regular recon mission. We found a survivor of an air crash with no major injuries visible. We've been instructed to head over to the closest carrier."

"RT-09, we have instructions to offer you immediate support. Please proceed with caution. Over."

After Edmund closed the comm channel again and put the aircraft in auto-pilot, he turned to face YongSeop. "Why don't you simply take over his mind? It shouldn't be hard for you."

"Don't talk as if I wasn't here," YongSeop growled. "Besides, I don't want to do that. I like being me. And I like having him. And it's hard how both of us have completely different goals."

The carrier appeared in the distance, and they were getting there fast. After taking a long breath, both creatures absorbed the slime back into their bodies, bringing back the flesh costume they'd need to walk unnoticed among the others.

Then, Edmund suggested something very simple yet incredibly controversial.

"Then bring them with you."

"What?"

"Your nephews. If you want them to be close to you, you should make them part of the colony. I'm pretty sure the idea of becoming part of something bigger than them will be of their liking."

Bring them in? Could YongSeop do that? During those days after his transformation, he never pondered exposing the boys to the alien. His focus went entirely on his fear of leaving them behind. And now he felt like an idiot for not considering something so simple at first.

But instead of finding peace, more questions assaulted him as he went over the implications of that solution. For he knew Bheni and Danny had their lives and goals; making them part of the colony would mean stripping those away from them. He had no clue either on how to pull them in or how compatible they were gonna be with the alien--after what Edmund said, the least he wanted was for them to struggle and lose themselves in the process. The suggestion only made things complicated.

"That didn't help, right?" The tiger asked once he heard the dragon's groans.

"... It's more complicated."

"We don't establish bonds the way you do. And while I have an idea of it by looking into my host's memories, it doesn't mean I understand them. I'm sorry I can't be of more help," he sounded sorry, almost disappointed, but YongSeop couldn't blame him for that.

"I realized we are different. I'd dare to say our connection is more personal, even now, I'd say."

"That might explain a lot of things. If this bond can be replicated, we might be witnessing a brighter future for our colony. But it's uncharted territory for us. We don't know the circumstances that made it possible in the first place..."

He made a pause long enough for YongSeop to realize it was up to him to finish the sentence. "And you think my nephews have the answer."

"Replicating the same scenario might give us a clue; not that I'm suggesting putting them on a deserted island, but we can think of something."

The auto-pilot began the descent over the carrier. Edmund waved at the welcoming team, already waiting for them.

"In the meanwhile, we need to settle and stay low for a while. We can't raise suspicion on us."

"Sounds like a plan. If we convince them I'm fine, we should be able to leave soon. My house is big enough for both of us," YongSeop suggested.

After the HyperHawk landed and both got out, a medic team took YongSeop immediately to the Medic Bay, ignoring all the times the dragon repeated he was fine. Edmund stayed behind to answer, to the best of his knowledge, the questions made by the rest of the crew and to prepare everything for their eventual return to land.

And while YongSeop looked at the tiger from above his shoulder, he repeated in his head the idea suggested by him and wondered how Bheni and Danny would react to the blessing living inside him.

Many miles away, a cell phone rang. It was already past midnight, and the static sound coming from the TV covered the first couple of rings. But after that, the sound was too notorious for the dragon sleeping next to the coffee table to keep ignoring it. It pulled him out of his slumber enough for his arm to reach for the device in what was an automatic response. He was too tired to think or act properly, suffering the aftermath of the lack of proper sleep.

When he answered, not even the frenetic voice calling him from the other side of the line was enough to wake him up. The blue dragon put the phone against his ear and yawned, doing his absolute best to sit back on the comfy sofa that had been his bed for the last five days.

"Yeah...?" He answered, his lips too dry he had to lick them.

"Bheni, for fuck sake! Answer the damn phone!" The voice on the other side said.

"Wha-? Speak slower, I di--"

"They found him."

That was all he needed to hear. That was all he had been waiting to hear. Those three words felt like a punch to his almost empty stomach. And the weight those three words carried gave him back the energy he so desperately needed.

Without ending the call, Bheni ran upstairs to change his clothes and got out of his apartment as fast as he could.

He had to call for a driver. The dragon was too anxious to drive to the hospital by himself. His fangs kept on chattering all the way there, and his claws cut through his jeans and dented the scales of his legs after how hard he scratched in a useless attempt to stay calm. The sheep behind the wheel was about to call the police until he noticed the tears of joy rolling down his cheeks and disappearing on the corner of his lips, twisted into a smile.

"I'm looking for a patient called YongSeop," he asked the first nurse who crossed his path after he jumped off the back seat and ran into the building.

But she knew nothing, and neither did the next two nurses he encountered with. And he was so agitated it never crossed his head to call his brother back. So he continued asking around, scaring the people he met on the way until someone at reception told him a patient with his characteristics was in Room 315 on the third floor.

The blue dragon ignored the warnings and ran the stairs up after the elevator took too long to arrive. He wanted to meet with him again. He felt his heart drop to the ground after they told him he was no longer on the radar. He did all in his power to find him. He and his brother kept their hopes up despite all the people who told them to prepare for the worst.

Bheni wanted more than ever to hold him in his arms.

And when he turned on the hallway leading to room 315, he found the orange dragon walking out of his room, holding his hands in the air to put some distance with the doctor telling him to go back in. Danny stood behind him; the red dragon tried to push him back into the room, an angry expression on his face after listening to his stubborn uncle going against the doctor's orders.

And feet away from them was Bheni, the youngest of the two brothers, who couldn't hold his tears after seeing his uncle alive. He ran to his arms like when he was a kid and hid his face in the dragon's chest, where the red flannel shirt absorbed the tears that kept on coming. He held him tight as if he needed to confirm he was there and clenched his fists in impotence for having done so little to bring him back home. His loud sobs reflected the fear and happiness the encounter had provoked in him and stopped both the doctor and Danny from moving him away.

After a moment of silence, Bheni felt YongSeop's arms closing around him and his warm breath flowing on top of his head and moving down, the simple gesture the orange dragon always did to calm him down. It stopped his sobbing and made him look up at him. Bheni still had the fear that everything was a bad dream and that his alarm clock was about to wake him up. But then he saw his uncle's smile and his serene voice told him everything was real.

"I'm home, kiddo."

Bheni smiled back at him, then hid his face again in his chest while YongSeop pulled Danny into the hug, the older brother who was no longer forced to act tough in front of everyone and whose cheeks felt the tears rolling down for the first time in weeks.

"I'm back home."

A week had passed since the miraculous rescue. Edmund followed the dragon's instructions and arrived at the apartment building where he lived. It was a modest five-story building, nothing too fancy, perfect for people looking for a discreet and affordable place to live alone and not be bothered by anyone.

The dragon lived on the top floor, with a nice view of the downtown and the honking of vehicles in the distance sounding more relaxing than stressful. He had memories of his host enjoying the busy city life: the traffic, the public transportation, the city lights. But none of that evoked anything on him, on the new Edmund, who had already merged completely with his host, and whose consciousness was only a passenger on the tiger's body, witnessing in silence what the alien did to him.

When he arrived at the apartment, it didn't surprise him that the door opened by itself. He perceived the sweet fragrance from the moment he stepped out of the elevator, so it was obvious the dragon had "terraformed" the apartment to his liking. But it still put a smile on his face to walk again on the soft and fleshy slime that covered the ground, walls, and roof completely, with tendrils stretching in all directions to feed the organic material and the flowers that had already bloomed on the walls to offer a dim light, enough to move around without bumping on the walls.

The furniture was gone, and Edmund walked freely around what once was a living room, closing the door with his tail. After one week of training, his transformation was happening quicker and with more fluidity, with the slime covering his body as he made his way to the main bedroom, where the smell was stronger.

Sitting with his legs crossed, YongSeop attended to the new batch of eggs in his alien shape. Edmund gasped in disbelief after noticing the size and thickness of the shell, visibly bigger than the eggs laid by other Queens. More than a dozen, he had spread them across the room, with large tendrils wrapped at the base to keep them warm and safe.

"I'm glad you made it. Did you have any troubles?" YongSeop asked in his feminine tone.

"It's a mess to move around your cities, even with the specific instructions you gave me," Edmund replied. The mention of it made him think again of the crowded subway and the noise, and with a jaded expression, he threw himself on the fleshy ground to rest.

"We have the technology to colonize space, yet we keep building skyscrapers as if the sky was the limit."

"It seems to be for those who can't afford what lies beyond the clouds."

Both said nothing for a while. Edmund squirmed softly once the ground absorbed a bit of him while YongSeop continued nurturing the egg before him; he smeared his slime over the shell to harden it.

"Have you made a choice?" Edmund finally asked. He kept a serene tone, despite the fingers rubbing the spot between his legs.

"About my nephews? Yes. It might be selfish, but I'm sure I can convince them by showing them this."

YongSeop picked up the egg with both arms and stood up. The shell throbbed softly, the life form inside of it eager to take over its new host. Edmund watched curiously as the Queen put it back into its place, where the tendrils immediately replaced the alien's embrace.

"But not yet. Right now, they're still too euphoric about my return, and that might affect their judgment. Not to mention how different they are, so I'll have to pick my words carefully. Besides, this place still needs some adjustments," he added, tearing off a piece of flesh from the wall with little effort.

After noticing that, Edmund stood up, bringing up with him some chunks of flesh too, which dried immediately and disintegrated before he could take a look at them.

"The weather and air conditions are different from the island," YongSeop continued. "Despite the decades living in society, I'm ashamed for not considering the pollution."

"While we have made contact with sentient creatures in the past, none of them have been this advanced. It's good we adapt quickly."

Edmund got behind YongSeop to hold him tightly in his arms. His skin was so smooth and warm, and the smell coming from it was irresistible, even for the same species. The dragon squirmed when both hands closed on his tits to give them a good squeeze, and he unconsciously pushed his hips back to feel the bulge growing on Edmund's crotch, trapped under the thin layer of slime.

"What shall we do in the meanwhile?" The tiger asked, feeling the excitement building up the more he squeezed.

"You said it already. We adapt."

The couple of aliens began a life together, working on the temporary hive. To keep their appearances and stop people from asking too many questions, they continued being a part of society, with Edmund moving to the vacant apartment below YongSeop's to keep people away.

It was a plan that should've worked in theory, but soon they faced the hardships of having a double life. For YongSeop, it was hard having not only his nephews but people at work too frequently asking about his experience, no matter how many times the dragon repeated he didn't want to talk about it. Aside from that, the dragon still had to deal with the conflict between both personalities, with the urge to build the colony growing stronger each day.

Edmund faced his own share of troubles inside a host trying to adapt to a new city. Away from the coast where the tiger lived most of his life and now spending his days with his paws on the ground rather than flying over the seas, Edmund battled with nostalgia for the first time ever, overwhelmed by the strong feelings still lingering in his host's mind.

But the worst thing both aliens had to face was the pain of using the animal shape most of the day. What looked simple at first had quickly evolved into an exhausting feat, where they had to clench their fists and look for any opportunity to change back to the alien shape--if only for a couple of minutes--in what YongSeop snarkily described as the life of an office worker.

YongSeop never thought the skin he wore for decades would become so uncomfortable. He felt disgusted by the rough scales and the strong musk that, after a long day at work, overwhelmed the sweet fragrance of the alien skin. His discomfort turned into anxiety whenever he was on the streets on his way back home, where he had to struggle to keep the slime inside, for he lost control of his own transformation as the stress of the day built up inside him. And when he arrived back at the nest, he found no joy in his transformation.

The couple only found peace--if only momentarily--during the brief moments of intimacy both shared during the night. Their touch and company were a relief for the stress of the day, and in the pleasure, they found the peace needed to sleep through another night. Kisses and cuddles at first, the lust soon turned into a drug that pushed them into more and more intense practices. They began to grope and finger each other, turned back to their animal shape to fuck, used the tentacles as a toy for pleasure, and so many more.

YongSeop noticed the dependence on sex that both had developed, but they couldn't stop. It had become the only escape from the intense task that was living a double life. The huffs and moans and that intense joy that came with each climax; both needed that. It came to the point where they waited desperately for the night to arrive so they could be in each other's arms so they could feel that momentary joy.

What YongSeop didn't realize immediately was how quickly it lost all meaning. Both were getting irrational, impulsive, and reckless. They took unnecessary risks only to be at home earlier. The entire mission failed multiple times because of that sickening need to reach climax, and their bond almost broke in those intense sessions done carelessly and without a single pinch of the passion shown during their first night together.

It was only after they hurt each other that both woke up.

"What kind of life is this?" Edmund asked, almost in tears. His fist landed on the wall, but it didn't vent out all of his frustration.

"Why did we allow this to go on for so long?" YongSeop added, finally concluding how fucked up their lives were.

"The more I live like him, the worse it gets. We don't even enjoy this anymore! We're supposed to become better alongside them, not be consumed!"

Edmund had just said what he had in mind. And he didn't notice until then his life wasn't any different before finding the alien. He had been doing what many others did to escape from reality: suppress it with pleasure. It surprised YongSeop that he needed an alien life to invade his body to discover the flaws in his normal life and how little joy he had now, finding no relief in his alien transformation when he was safe at home.

"We can't stay like this forever," Edmund continued while looking at the eggs in the main bedroom. "Not only are we delaying the colony, but this set of mind can also affect them. They're connected to you."

That was true. In a strange way, YongSeop noticed the stress the eggs experienced. Unavoidably, he was transmitting his own contempt to them, bringing up abnormalities like a change in the shell's thickness and a need for more food. He couldn't keep things up like that, especially if that could put the colony at risk.

"I think our problem has been we wanted to pretend all this time," YongSeop started after a long silence. "And why? I don't even know. But unconsciously, we fall on the same vices they use to escape reality."

"We're becoming them..."

YongSeop walked around the room. He felt it already. A peculiar weakness when the transformation took place. The process had also become slower--slightly painful too. And they were the only ones to blame after embracing a body they felt ashamed of now. And for such a dumb, insignificant reason.

But not anymore...

"I'm still letting my emotions get the worst of me: my fears, my insecurities, my doubts, everything. I might be physically balanced, but it's YongSeop the one with control over the mind. And we have to be on top of that. Emotions aren't the problem, but the way we handle them."

He knew his lust was the problem, a need he passed to Edmund. The old dragon was horny by nature, always seeking someone to sleep with. That was something he couldn't allow to continue.

"We're meant to evolve together. To grow and become something beautiful together. Senseless pleasure born from selfishness has no place in our society. And I can't let that lust keep being the escape from all my fears. I don't need it... we don't need it. And I won't hide myself any longer!"

The dragon flexed his arms, and the slime changed his shape, leaving the slender aspect behind to adopt a more muscular and thick appearance, all of it without sacrificing his own femininity. His arms, legs, chest, and even his wings spread out, covered in the thick substance. Fueled by his shame, YongSeop embraced again the joy of transformation and changed his body again to find a balance between both creatures living within him, experiencing in the process a pleasure as good as a climax.

The dragon's shape was visible for an instant, perfectly balanced with the delicacy of his female side. The dark skin thickened to hold down the muscles. A strong flap of his mighty wings made the room tremble. A blaze and sparks came through his gnashed fangs, a fire that consumed his fear to make room for his pride.

And as quick as it started, it ended too, and YongSeop returned to the female and slender aspect, except his wings remained out, spread and majestic--a sight to behold.

Edmund watched in awe. The dragon had communed with his inner self and went again beyond his limits. He took the dragon in between his arms and shared with him the overwhelming joy and excitement that he had made him feel after the incredible display of power.

"Why should we feel ashamed of ourselves? Our bodies are beautiful and perfect," the mighty dragon said before kissing Edmund. "We must take control over our emotions--not suppress them, but learn to use them. There is nothing wrong in the lust we feel, but it shall not be an escape for us. Let's embrace our true selves and prepare to share our joy with the rest of this world."

"Shall I bring new hosts?" Edmund looked up at him with a sparkle of hope in his eyes.

"No. Not yet. I've been delaying something else too. My nephews must be the first ones to experience this happiness. I'll make sure to summon them here. In the meantime," he gave a soft caress to Edmund's cheek, "let's be careful around others, but stop worrying about hiding ourselves, at least the parts no one can see."

It was a solution so simple yet effective that both felt dumb for not thinking about it before. Used to the slime covering even his clothes, they never considered making room for it to come under it.

Now that that was an option, it gave them some room to breathe during the day, with their bodies partially transformed under the clothes. It didn't feel the same, but the joy they got from it put a smile on their faces as they went on with the routine. An excellent remedy to their stress, it also gave them something to look forward to once they arrived home. And not only that, but it also became a funny game, something like their little secret. They tried to keep a straight smile in front of everyone, excited with the knowledge their real bodies were right there and not a single soul around knew a thing.

And after a long day at work, as soon as they put a paw inside the nest, they let the slime take over and fell over the fleshy ground to experience a pleasure words alone couldn't describe. Instead of the immediate transformation, both let the slime move slowly over their bodies, covering the fur and scales with the little tendrils coming out of it and slowly squeezing their bodies in to shape them back into that feminine and elegant figure both had embraced.

Once the night arrived, the couple delighted themselves with a little risk and explored the city in their alien shape. They were pleased to discover their physical capabilities had increased. YongSeop soared through the night sky at high speed, his wings strong enough to hold his weight with ease; Edmund ran across the streets, jumping from shadow to shadow and from rooftop to rooftop. And very few people caught a glimpse of their silhouette, convinced it was nothing but their minds playing tricks and not actual creatures defying nature and logic.

YongSeop merged completely without noticing it. His fears and doubts vanished. In his private time, while meditating next to the eggs he had laid, the dragon understood he wasn't pretending to be someone else. He was YongSeop. And he was the alien too. His body had turned into a vessel for two consciousnesses to live in harmony. With that gained knowledge, his vision of the species changed too. His transformation turned into a truly unique experience, one he allowed himself to play with and enjoy. How the slime came out, how his muscles changed sizes, the soft crack from his bones rearranging to change his aspect; every part of the process put a smile on his face.

In his mind appeared a new image of himself, one that reflected the harmony both had acquired. Free from the lust blinding his judgment, the dragon prepared himself for his next shape, a better and stronger version reflecting his maturity. With that, he would finally be ready to become the Queen Edmund looked for, and create a colony different from what he originally ambissioned.

And that went on for the rest of the week, an ecstasy that started first thing in the morning and ended way after midnight, with both creatures exhausted and satisfied, rolling and squirming and cuddling over the fleshy ground of the nest that was already waiting for their first hosts.

Bheni and Danny. YongSeop's nephews, who had been out of town for a business meeting. Now they were back, tired after the long trip but curious about the message Uncle had sent them days ago.

"Come home as soon as you can. Love, Uncle."

Straight to the point, as always. Bheni tried calling him, but the old dragon didn't give a lot of details and instead only said it wasn't serious. "I just wanna see my boys," YongSeop said, and Bheni didn't see a reason to doubt what he said. Why would he? So he convinced Danny to make a stop at YongSeop's apartment first, who wanted nothing else but somewhere to lay down and sleep for hours.

"I hope he doesn't mind sharing his bed," Danny said, dragging his words just like he dragged his paws.

"Stop crying. We don't have to go there for the rest of the month," Bheni replied.

"The month ends next week, dumbass. And it looks like the next meeting is gonna be worse."

Bheni only rolled his eyes. With his temper, it was already a miracle Danny didn't explode. Knowing how stubborn he was, it was a waste of time to discuss when he was that tired. So instead, he bumped his arms to see if that put a smile on him.

As the older brother, Danny was responsible for Bheni for years--especially considering how much of a nerd he was. The red dragon had worked on his muscles since his youth, following his uncle's example and using the equipment he had in the garage. And while he was no bodybuilder, he did pack a punch with those arms. The tight tank tops and short pants worked as a warning for males not to mess with him and for females to approach--and some other males too. The fragile-looking wings that couldn't carry his weight became an extra set of arms that gave him the advantage during any fight and the fame that kept Bheni safe for most of his education. His blue eyes always carried an angry look on them, which made many think he was a threat.

Unlike his brother, Bheni had a cheerful look that invited people to come closer. The sky blue scales contrasted with the rough aspect of his brother's, so smooth and nice to the touch even Bheni couldn't resist running his hand over his slender and less muscular body. That, along with the lack of wings, made him look smaller in comparison. Like the nerd he was, his focus went entirely on studying, a devotion that also resulted in a lack of social skills; ironically, some people had mentioned they found his shyness adorable, something that hadn't stopped Danny from trying to make his brother more social.

The only characteristics both brothers shared were the white horns on top of their heads and the silver mane reaching way below their napes that reflected their personalities: wild and messy for Danny, tidy and silky for Bheni.

And while both brothers had personalities so different, there was no doubt about the strength of their bond, that some believed was as strong as that shared between twins.

"Are you sure he didn't say why it was so urgent?" Danny pushed.

"I tried, but all he said was don't worry."

"It sounds serious if it can't wait till tomorrow morning."

"Maybe he's just planning a surprise or something similar."

"Uncle? Yeah, I don't buy it."

Bheni didn't buy it either. But he didn't feel comfortable pushing YongSeop to get an answer out of him. The best option they had was to play along and see what he had in mind. "Whatever it is, I bet it's nothing," Bheni thought as they came out of the elevator.

But, of course, he was wrong. The first thing they noticed was the strong sweet smell, noticeable from the lobby, but that little detail wouldn't raise any alarm, nor did the moisture in the air that had already made some droplets in their scales or the black stains on the path they mistook as mud. No, the brothers didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. Until the moment they opened the door, and both were hit by the intense musk...

Before them was a nightmarish world, a dimension contained only by the door's threshold. Walls, ground, and roof, everything was covered by a strange black substance that looked like tar, so visibly thick they feared their paws would stick in. Strange flowers emanated a dim blue light that partially illuminated what once was the living room, but very few details were visible beyond that.

"What the fuck is this?" Danny muttered.

The red dragon had his trust put in his brother, who always had an answer to everything. But when he turned to look at him, the fear and confusion visible in his green eyes told him Bheni had finally found something he couldn't explain. And without that anchor to hold him down, Danny's legs wobbled, and the strong reptile, already dizzy from the strong smell, fell into the trap that had been set up for them. Bheni took his hand, but in his own exhaustion, he lacked the strength to stop his brother and instead went down with him.

Both put their hands in front to stop the fall and saw them sink under the substance covering the apartment. Soft, squishy, and strangely warm, like flesh. Those were the first thoughts that crossed their minds, accompanied by a sense of revulsion that immediately gave them the strength to get up.

"What is this shit?!" Danny cried, shaking his hands to get rid of the flesh stuck on them.

Bheni did his best to remain calm. His quick and noisy breathing reflected the growing desperation for not finding an answer to the substance covering all his fingers. It was dark and slimy, but it left no trace after wiping it out. There was no explanation either for how warm it felt or for the sweet smell coming from it. The blue dragon inspected the rest of the ground and the walls, getting only more and more questions rather than a single answer. And while his brother fought with claws and paws against the substance, he knelt again to take some more.

He held the substance in between his index and his thumb, then squeezed it. Much to his surprise, it didn't dissolve or break apart. It was malleable like the slime kids played with. And when he released it, Bheni gasped when the substance throbbed in his grip.

"This is alive," he muttered, his words too weak to reach a groaning Danny.

"What did you say?" His brother asked.

Danny's voice woke him from his stupor, and he looked up at him, a complete mess covered in the organic material after he struggled with it.

"This... thing, whatever it is, it's alive. This is organic material."

At first, the red dragon didn't understand the meaning of the words spoken by his little brother. But as he looked again at the black material covering his hands, his confusion slowly turned into horror and disgust. His first instinct was to step out of the living room, followed closely by Bheni, who had been infected by his brother's panic but couldn't ignore his curiosity about the mysterious material.

Walking over what felt like mud, both dragons got out of the apartment, but Bheni crashed with a frozen Danny, who stood in the middle of the hallway, blocking the way. It took a moment for the younger brother to look above the mass of muscles and scales, only to find the source of the fear that had paralyzed the mighty beast.

A winged giant of black skin and massive muscles, but with visible feminine traits that made it hard to define its gender. Its size made it impossible to pass through it. Danny's wings were too weak to hold his weight, and he couldn't leave his brother behind. With nowhere else to run, the brothers went back into the apartment immediately after they noticed the creature moving forward.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," Danny muttered, finally facing a threat his muscles couldn't beat.

He closed the door behind him and took Bheni deep into the nightmarish apartment, calling YongSeop from the top of his lungs, a cry he hadn't heard since he was a child.

"Uncle! Uncle! Where are you?!"

But they got no answer. Stumbling over the fleshy ground, they walked into the main bedroom with the blue flowers lighting the way, but all they found there were large eggs spread all around the room; their shell too thick and veiny, and a scent so strong it penetrated the shield made with their hands, bringing back the dizziness.

They held each other and tried to walk away from the place, even if that meant facing the creature standing in the doorway. But when they turned on their heels, the monster had the hallway blocked with its presence. The instinct kicked in, and Danny put himself in front to protect Bheni like he did when both were kids, ready to fight the creature with claws and fangs if that could give his brother a chance to escape.

However, something stopped him from taking the initiative. The beast spoke to them, and the voice the brothers heard was female, but its tone reminded them of someone.

"Danny, Bheni, stay calm. You're safe with me."

Their eyes opened widely. Stunned, both brothers gasped after they started looking beyond the female features and the black skin and found his uncle resting inside of it. The height. The shape of the wings. Even the tail lashes... it all matched YongSeop. And the brothers faced a reality his minds couldn't fathom. Too scared and confused to even utter a shriek, they stared at the beast that was their uncle moving forward to confront them.

"Fight," said their brains. But how could they fight the male who took care of them? Of course, that male no longer existed. What they perceived was the carcass of who once was a dragon; before them stood a creature for whom not even Bheni could give an explanation--if there was one to give, to begin with.

Tears rolled down their cheeks as the monster entered the main bedroom. But rather than putting its slimy claws on them, it stood in front of the doorway and stared at them with fear in its eyes.

"I know this shape might look fearsome, but you can trust that I have no intent to hurt you, boys."

And after saying that, the creature transformed before their very eyes, with the slime being absorbed into its body. Their suspicions were confirmed. Under that monstrous figure and the black skin lay YongSeop, the old orange dragon they knew and grew up with. Naked, he stood with both chest and head up, proud of what he just did. The reptile took a deep breath, then reconsidered moving forward after noticing the fear still present in his nephews' eyes.

"There is something I must tell you," he said back in his original voice.

And so, YongSeop began his tale. He told them how the accident happened and how he survived the first days. He went into full detail about his encounter with the creature now named Edmund, an alien creature on a mission to start a new colony. He explained the initial encounters, his confusion over the androgynous body, and how he helped him survive the following days. He shared the intimate details of their first night together and the joy experienced when he agreed to a transformation that had given purpose to his boring, meaningless life.

And the brothers listened. Holding their hands in fear, they struggled to understand the words coming from YongSeop's mouth, as if they were hearing the tale of a lunatic.

But as the dragon continued, Bheni relaxed his grip and took a step forward, marveling at the sensations and feelings his uncle described. "What a wonderful life," the inquisitive side of his brain said. Stronger than his fear, the curiosity drew Bheni closer, eager to explore the life and complexity of a completely new and interesting species, much to his brother's panic, who tried in vain to pull him back to safety. How stupid could Bheni be? That was a question that hadn't crossed his mind in years, made mostly when the blue dragon, still small and weak, put himself in dangerous situations from which Danny had to save him.

No, Danny didn't fall for the trick. That fancy speech about happiness and purpose, about a species that shared everything and communicated through feelings, it was nothing but crap that could've fooled Bheni but not him. He knew that monster wasn't his uncle. It was something worse. Something dangerous... something he had to deal with. And if he had to kill who once was his uncle to keep Bheni safe, so be it.

With claws out and fangs drooling, the red dragon prepared to attack. A quick bite to the neck, that was all he needed. From there, his claws could take care of the chest and cut deep enough to reach out for his heart and tear it apart, bringing his life to an end. But before he had a chance to jump at him, a set of arms held him from behind.

"ARRRGHH! LET ME GO!" The dragon screamed, attracting Bheni's attention.

Hiding in the shadows, Edmund, in his alien shape, had pinned Danny to the ground by the time Bheni looked at him. Strong enough to hold him down with one leg, Edmund waited in silence for YongSep's instructions while the red dragon struggled in vain to get free.

"I know how complicated this might be for you, guys. But please, trust me," YongSeop pleaded, his voice loud enough to come above Danny's screams. "I'm doing this for you."

"The fuck you're doing this for us! You're a fucking monster! Bheni, run! Run and burn this place to the ground!"

His words were like sharp knives stabbing the dragon, yet he understood Danny's reaction, completely natural to what he had witnessed and listened to. He prepared himself for that rejection. He knew the risk. What really hurt YongSeop were not his insults but what was coming for his stubborn nephew.

"Bheni! Don't waste any second and run!"

Danny continued calling his brother out, hoping he could at least escape that nightmare and put an end to it, even if the flames consumed him too.

But the blue dragon didn't run. He looked down at his brother while YongSeop took him out of the room, his orange scales slowly being covered again by the disgusting black slime. And he feared for him. It was just a matter of time before his own curiosity led him into something truly dangerous, and for the first time, Danny couldn't do anything to protect him. He saw them disappear in the dark hallway before Edmund pulled him back up. Not even a flap from his wings startled the alien, who dragged Danny up to one of the many eggs in the room, a big and veiny egg made exclusively for him...

Bheni felt confused. Did he just sell his brother for his curiosity? What was gonna happen to Danny? And him? What was next? He had so many questions popping out in his mind it was already turning into an anxiety attack. But his uncle stepped forward and held his hands firmly like he did when Bheni was a child.

"I can tell how scary you are, kiddo. But nothing bad is gonna happen. I wanna share this joy with you two and make you part of something beautiful."

Bheni stared at him. The transformation took place right in front of him, but it wasn't the same creature he met before. Where once was black slime, a shiny orange liquid came instead to cover YongSeop's body. His muscles grew, and he gained some extra inches of height, resulting in larger legs and arms, without losing the feminine touch that made his body so unique. The face softened, and his maw got slightly smaller, while fins and one large tentacle appeared on the sides and behind his head, respectively. His pecs turned into large breasts almost the size of a melon, firm-looking and without a visible nipple. When curiosity pushed him to look down, he caught the moment the slime covered the thick cock, leaving a fat bulge in his place. Black stripes appeared on the sides of his arms, torso, and legs, ending in his tail that had become slender and with a thicker tip covered in something similar to petals.

And during the process, he didn't complain at all. It must have been awful and painful, but instead, the dragon shivered and moaned from start to finish. Bheni couldn't understand why, but he was sure his uncle not only enjoyed what just happened, but also was proud of it. With both hands on the hips, the dragon chuckled and let his nephew admire him from head to toe.

And so did Bheni, who swallowed in awe after admiring his new body for some seconds. Every question and doubt assaulting his head died instantly now that his eyes had fallen victim to YongSeop's spell, conjured through a body that couldn't be so easily explained with words. He dropped off Bheni's hands, who couldn't resist the urge to feel him. A quick touch startled him after noticing how soft and wet the skin was. He tried again and shuddered while the tip of his fingers traveled over the belly, following the trail made by his biceps.

"This is... this is incredible," the little dragon said, who, without looking up, felt the size difference between them.

His hands continued exploring what his eyes refused to believe, a perfect balance of male and female. The skin was soft to touch, but the slightest push revealed the firm muscles under it. His scent, a mix between sweet and salty that tickled his nose after each breathing. The large reptilian tail wagged left and right excitedly. He was afraid to move closer, but also wanted to shove his face between his tits and get drunk in his musk.

But before he had a chance to decide, one large finger landed on his chin and made him look up, a silent command to which Bheni couldn't resist.

"I share this with you because I love you. I love both of you. And I want you to be part of my life, of what I plan to do."

YongSeop's eyes reflected a love that was beyond his understanding. A pure love, free of the boundaries set by society, meant to be shared and experienced by everyone; romantic, platonic, fraternal, and so many other ways to express it. He couldn't resist. He couldn't ignore it. His curiosity had dragged him there, but a stronger energy was what pushed him to stand on his toes and reach for YongSeop's lips.

The dragon didn't reject his request. He kissed his nephew the same way Edmund kissed him the night they slept together. With utmost care, the old dragon removed the clothes covering Bheni's body, leaving him naked and at his mercy; his nephew shuddered, excited and intrigued by the soft touch of the black skin, so different from the rough and cold scales covering their bodies.

And he did all of this without breaking the kiss at any moment. He let Bheni savor his lips and saliva and his tongue to explore the large cavity freely. And while he was at it, YongSeop took his nephew with care and slowly went down to lay on the fleshy and warm ground that had become a mattress for the couple to lie down.

The taste and smell acted like a drug on Bheni's mind, and a short circuit led the dragon to lose all his inhibitions. His hands moved alone to grope YongSeop's tits, so warm and soft and extremely sensitive to touch; a single squeeze got a moan that finally broke the kiss between them.

The couple looked at each other for a moment, but Bheni was the first one who looked down to admire the beauty of his body. Attracted only to males most of his life, he felt a burning curiosity for the androgynous body YongSeop had for him. A perfect balance between male and female traits, not a single one being dominant, but instead a complement that enhanced one another. Venus and Adonis living in perfect harmony in those alluring curved and toned muscles.

He felt no shame in his erection and let nature follow its path. The throbbing cock of decent size and girth was welcomed by the sticky slit in YongSeop's crotch, and with just a couple of inches in, Bheni found his uncle's cock inside, and both manhoods rubbed each other after the young dragon pushed forward.

Oh, how sweet and warm his insides were. Tears of joy rolled down the cheeks of the young dragon, who had never experienced a pleasure that intense. All his focus went into holding his own climax, and Bheni had to stop himself for a moment, feeling the strong throbbing from his cock as it begged for release. But it quickly calmed down with a single kiss from his lovely uncle, who caressed his cheek and pulled him forward with his legs wrapped around the waist.

One inch after another, and soon enough, Bheni was balls deep inside him, with both cocks throbbing in perfect unison. The young dragon couldn't resist any longer, and his thrusts began after a brief moment of quietness. With a passion mixed with desire and selfishness, Bheni fucked hard and deep, huffing and drooling over his ecstatic uncle, who, with the tongue out and eyes rolled upwards, felt the pleasure of both beings like an orgasm after each thrust.

Behind him, YongSeop's tail opened. A pink phallus, covered with a semi-transparent slime, made its way towards Bheni's ass. The blue dragon threw a loud "YIP" after the tip touched his skin, but didn't push it away. Biting down his lower lip, he whined and squirmed while the tail penetrated his hole with the same delicacy Bheni invaded his pussy.

Bheni, shy at first, gained some confidence after the first inches were in, and continued fucking YongSeop while shoving the rest of that cock inside him. The pressure on his prostate almost made him cum, until the dragon found a good pace that kept him edging with each thrust given. And soon, uncle and nephew moaned together, making love to each other in the sweetest way possible.

They quickly got into it. After some minutes of tender fucking, they rolled on the ground to let YongSeop be on top, riding Bheni's cock while he got a nice view of his uncle playing with his tits and rubbing the visible bulge in his belly. They rolled again, and Bheni put his uncle's legs against his shoulders to reach deeper while being caressed by the large, alien tail. Bheni put him on his fours, then held the large tentacle on his head like a rein, going faster and harder, and even dared to spank his ass at the pace of his thrusts. YongSeop stopped him for a moment to savor his cock, covered in the fluids produced by his own body, and the sole touch of his lips got the first moan out of the trembling Bheni.

And while that went on, a puzzled Danny set paw in the egg that had opened for him. Edmund, taking advantage of his confusion, left it there, an easy prey for the slime that had slowly started to climb up his legs, with its large tentacles covering up the rest of his body until he couldn't move any longer.

"What do those moans mean...?" The red dragon muttered, still frozen by those awful sounds. "What is he doing to him...?"

It was clear, of course. He knew what was going on in the other room. But Danny refused to admit it, for that would mean accepting YongSeop and Bheni were doing something atrocious even if no monster was involved. Yet his mind pushed that thought forward, giving details to an image he only ignored after he finally felt the tentacles climbing on his body. And by the time he reacted, he had no way to escape.

"W-what is this shit?! Get it off me!" He pleaded, holding his tears the best he could, but the panic and disgust on his face were visible.

The dragon struggled, too weak to break the bindings around him. He understood the faith awaiting him, his fight nothing else but a natural reflex from the disgust it provoked by the slime covering his body. Fear, rage, hopelessness, so many feelings caught up in the tears rolling down his cheeks, an opposite reaction to the joy taking place in the other room.

Edmund, who stayed next to him during the entire process, put both hands over his shoulder and guided the dragon down while the petals began to close around him.

"Don't fight it. Let it happen. It will be easier the quicker you embrace its glory."

Easy words for a monster like him. The struggle drained his energies faster than he thought, and before he could realize it, the shell was closing around his body, leaving only his head out for a moment, until the slime covered that too, and the tentacles pulled Danny into absolute darkness.

Just when that happened, a high-pitched moan caught Edmund's attention. In the other room, Bheni had reached his climax. The young dragon, having YongSeop on top of him, was filling his insides with a huge load of draconian seed, too big for even the alien to absorb it all, as it quickly burst in all directions while he continued riding on his nephew's cock.

The constant and quick frotting between both cocks soon brought YongSeop to his own climax, with his cum safely stored inside the slime as it came out from his fat, throbbing cock. Yet, the unbearable pleasure didn't stop his hips from jumping on Bheni's lap and even pushed him to go faster, possessed by a deep loved mixed that he wanted to profess to him.

And it soon became unbearable for the blue dragon too, who, with tears of both joy and desperation, held his uncle by the hips in a useless attempt to stop him. A complete mess of sweat and cum, he wasn't aware the sweet scent he had smelled from the beginning was keeping his libido and stamina up enough for the couple to continue loving each other for the rest of the night.

And that's what Bheni did. After the pleasure finally broke him, he surrendered to YongSeop and pleased him the way he wanted, letting his uncle see the male he had become. The lust became pure love, and YongSeop shared his feelings and wishes with his nephew through each soft caress and passionate kiss, letting the young dragon know how much he wanted them to be part of his new life.

Their intensity faded with each orgasm until both were too exhausted to continue. And when the blue dragon couldn't move a single muscle of his body, YongSeop carried him back to the main bedroom, where his egg waited for him.

But there, he also saw Danny's egg, with his brother already trapped inside. The sight of it scared Bheni, and he jumped off his uncle's arms, only to fall to his knees. Pulled by his brotherly bond, he crawled to get his hands on the thick shell and desperately tried to crack it open.

"Bheni, Bheni, calm down!" YongSeop said. "Your brother is fine. We had no choice but to put him there for now, and his transformation might be a little harder because of it, but he'll get through. I'm sure of it."

"... transformation?"

"You feel it back then. For you to come with me, you must take this shape, become something new," he then knelt next to him. "I won't force you because I can sense your burning curiosity, so I'll give you time to take the step forward. You'll know when you're ready."

After saying that, YongSeop signaled the second egg next to Danny's. The same size and thickness, one especially made for him.

"In the meantime, I'll teach you what I know. Is that ok for you?"

Doubtful, Bheni looked again at Danny's egg. He knew his brother was there because of the egg's size. He wondered if Danny was ok. If that thing wouldn't hurt him really... and decided to trust his uncle.

With a nod, Bheni followed YongSeop and Edmund outside, leaving his brother secluded inside the thick egg, where his transformation was taking place...

Danny felt everything--the slime, the tentacles, the hard shell, and how everything squeezed and throbbed around him. With fists clenched, he hit the shell as hard as he could. His fangs bit the slime before it could solidify around his face. The wings gave him a little room to breathe. It was utterly revolving, an overstimulating torture that tried to break through his mind.

The dragon had faced many adversities over the years, but nothing like that one. He soon understood that brute force wouldn't get him out of there. Not a fan of playing the long game, he had no choice but to admit that he had no other way out. Wait, pay attention, and take the first opportunity you have. He was confident the alien wasn't perfect. Strong? Yes. But it must have a weakness. And Danny decided to find it and exploit it.

It proved to be harder than he thought, however. The silence and enclosure slowly began to chip away at his sanity. While feeling the slime moving around him, Danny began to hear his own heart and the blood flowing through his veins. His futile attempts to remain calm failed in a matter of seconds, and he threw himself against the shell, trying to break it from the inside.

But not even his claws nor his fangs could make it through the thin layer of slime that had formed around him. The dragon punched and kicked, his movements becoming more erratic as the desperation arose. He slowly lost himself in the madness while the darkness consumed him until he could no longer feel the slime or the tentacles, and he found himself floating in an infinite void with nothing and no one around him.

The shell was still there. He couldn't stand up nor stretch his legs. But his hands found nothing when he punched the air. All he felt was an invisible force surrounding him, like the giant hand of a sick god playing with him.

"LET ME GO!" He yelled from the top of his lungs.

The void replied with silence. Danny yelled again, kicking and punching the air... but nothing happened. He was completely alone, away from the reassuring voice of YongSeop or the cheerful smile Bheni always had. He was away from the city he knew, from the apartment he visited so many times, from the honks and screams and chaos of the city. He was away from everything, trapped inside an egg that worked as a gate to a nightmarish dimension.

There was no one there but him and him alone.

Clenching from the little sanity he had left, Danny put all of his strength into his fists and paws and pushed against the walls around him. He feared for his life inside that trap. Would he be consumed? Melted? Frozen? His mind went over so many scenarios he couldn't keep up with its pace, and that only fed his panic.

"I'll fucking kill you as soon as I get out of here!" Danny yelled with fake fury.

"And why would you do that?" A strange male voice replied.

Coming out of nowhere, it startled Danny, who raised both fists, ready to fight. But no one came out from the endless void. No matter where he looked, all he saw was darkness. Yet, he felt someone's presence. Someone big. Strong. Not even YongSeop's presence matched it.

"Who said that?" Danny asked.

"Why do you resist?" The voice replied.

"That's not what I asked."

"Knowing who I am won't make a difference. What really matters is why you refuse to accept us."

"Accep-? Are you out of your mind? I don't wanna turn into that! I don't know what the fuck you did to our uncle, but you better don't do it to Bheni!"

"You care so much about your brother, yet you don't believe him capable of choosing by himself. I didn't force YongSeop nor Bheni into anything, and the reason why I put you in here was to minimize any risk, but I don't plan to force you either."

The grip around it disappeared. Danny couldn't see it, but he knew the slime and tentacles weren't holding him back any longer. His strength was slowly coming back as if he had just woken up from a long nap. But the invisible wall was still up around him, although it had given him a little more room to stretch his muscles.

"If you really wanna leave, I'll let you leave. But not until I'm sure you won't tell anyone about our existence."

A growl was all the voice got for an answer, for that was one promise Danny refused to make. So his cell remained closed, keeping the red dragon away from the real world.

He still couldn't understand anything about that. Things had happened so fast that he was still trying to process what they saw after entering the apartment. Danny wasn't smart, after all. He knew about his hobbies and passions, things like engines and aircrafts--what he learned from YongSeop. Yet he didn't think of him as someone smart when compared to Bheni, whose hunger for knowledge had him answering as many questions as he could, no matter how mundane it was.

So none of the things Danny was an expert at could explain what YongSeop had brought with him after that incident. And for the first in his life, his ignorance made him feel weak and vulnerable. The red dragon wanted to hear Bheni's voice more than ever, that smartass voice explaining everything even when no one asked. It would make him feel safe.

But he was alone there, forced to make a promise he knew he wouldn't keep up. That monster couldn't leave the apartment. It couldn't reach the outside world.

The voice didn't say anything else for a while. Sooner than he expected, his perception of time vanished, and Danny couldn't tell if he had been there for some minutes or several hours. He growled and screamed to fight back the crushing silence and to escape from the sound of his own body. Floating in that endless void, up and down became meaningless; his body spun around until he got dizzy--or that's what he thought he felt. It was a punishment worse than death.

Meanwhile, Bheni was experiencing something completely different. The young dragon studied everything he could about the alien species, testing the organic material covering the house, the eggs' resistance, the pheromones emanated by the flowers, and so many more things, always accompanied by either YongSeop or Edmund.

Both shared with the dragon more about their history, giving him a small taste of how it felt to communicate and share thoughts through touch. Complicated at first, Bheni quickly got the hang of it. He was amazed that a species like them existed in the first place, so different and advanced, yet with so many things still to learn.

They were curious, just like him. Bheni soon understood they couldn't live entirely by themselves outside their planet. And while their behavior wasn't any different from a parasite, the creature never fully took complete control over the host but instead looked for harmony between both beings, which gave "birth" to a new creature. "It's what happened to me," YongSeop said and told Bheni this new being shared both consciousness--two voices in one head. Two creatures working together to survive and thrive.

The more he knew about them, the more comfortable he felt with their presence. And more than that, he felt attracted. The ambivalence, the strange balance between both genders. It was confusing, mysterious, and alluring too, in a way he couldn't understand. Was it perfect? No. It was more than that, a beauty that appealed to all his senses, an almost platonic attraction that awoken no lust, yet it made him crave his touch and warmth.

And while his nephew learned more about his kind and himself, YongSeop also gained more confidence. The acceptance on Bheni's eyes gave him a certain peace that helped him embrace his alien shape, a body he refused now to hide--at least in front of the young dragon. And with this came better control over himself and his feelings, over that pesky dragon lust he was still trying to lower down.

The alien might have interacted with many other species across the galaxy, but it was its first time meeting a creature with an emotional spectrum so diverse and complex. Through his interaction with the dragons, he learned more and more about the species living on that planet. The burning curiosity from Bheni. The blinding rage from Danny. And the unconditional love YongSeop felt for both of them. With this knowledge, the alien learned how to get closer to the brothers...

The tentacles wrapped again around Danny's body. The red dragon resisted now YongSeop's voice, whispering next to his ear.

"Are you gonna say you haven't dreamed about this?" The voice said while the pheromones Danny had been inhaling all that time switched his perception of reality. And the tentacles turned into hands, and the void disappeared to make room for YongSeop's bedroom.

"You admire me. You have followed my steps since you were a child. When that admiration turned into something else?"

Danny growled. Even he knew it was nothing but a pathetic trick to convince him, that YongSeop wasn't really behind him. No matter how real his hands felt or how strong the grip was, Danny wouldn't submit. Instead, he closed his fists until he felt the pain of his claws pinching through the skin.

"Was it after you found me drunk and naked in the living room? Or when you saw me jerking off? Don't think I did those things on purpose. I would never do something like that."

Little he knew, his memories had always been there for the alien from the moment he was captured inside the egg, a detail he never considered and the reason why it surprised him to hear what he had never shared with anyone. And why would he? It's not like that temporary attraction meant something. He never let it go beyond a fantasy; maybe he sniffed his underwear a couple of times but never did more than that. And after he moved out, those feelings went away--or that's what he thought.

"How long have you been waiting for something like this? This... intimacy."

Still with his clothes on, Danny felt the hands move down and groped his bulge. One firm squeeze made him shudder, and a second one got a huff out of him.

"... you're not real," he whispered through clenched fangs.

"I might not, but what I feel it's real."

And after saying that, the sharp fangs closed on his neck; carefully, gently, looking for those sensitive nerves Danny had there. The red dragon kept at bay his urge to moan, repeating to himself over and over again YongSeop wasn't really there; no matter how real or good it felt, it wasn't his uncle the one touching him.

But it was--in a way. The egg had become the receptacle for YongSeop's lust. It fed from it. And that lust included that one immoral desire he developed for his nephews over time. So when those tentacles moved over Danny's body, it was his lust that guided them. Unconsciously, the old dragon was taking his turn with Danny just like he did with Bheni at first.

Without removing his clothes, the hands explored Danny's body, feeling every muscle he had worked so hard to get. The red dragon kept on repeating it wasn't real. "Those are tentacles, those are tentacles, those are tentacles," he said, focusing on the pain to keep the pleasure at bay. But with full knowledge of the most sensitive spots, it was easy for the alien to tease and play with its victim, slowly crushing that will with a pleasure that continued growing with each passing second.

He groped everything, from his pecs to his bulge, while his maw switched between bites and licks, leaving no inch of his neck and shoulders unattended. The pain soon became useless to stop the pleasure, and Danny resisted the urge to moan as much as he could.

On the other hand, Bheni discovered what worshiping really was. Naked, on his knees, and with both hands on the soft ground, the blue dragon let the energy flow through him.

"So you feed from your host, but this returns the energy to him," he said, flustered from the many sensations invading him.

"That is correct. We believe in equality. We care for each other, for there is no other way to survive," YongSeop said, knelt right behind him.

And where the tentacles groped Danny with pure lust, YongSeop invited Bheni with a soft and careful touch, almost as if the blue dragon was too good for him--or maybe too fragile for his touch, with the notorious size difference.

Bheni, not used to that kind of touch, felt overwhelmed and followed his uncle's commands, who helped him get up. His breath, so warm and addictive, acted like an invisible lasso around his neck, from which YongSeop pulled gently. And when Edmund joined, he stood in front of him, leaving the dragon trapped in between both aliens.

"We share everything," Edmund said.

"Feel free to share what you want with us," YongSeop added.

To which Bheni couldn't reply. The sole presence of both giants was enough to put his cheeks red and leave his legs shaky, but staying trapped in between them almost made him pass out. If it wasn't for his strong hands and their careful touch, Bheni would've fallen down already. Instead, he breathed quickly while the duo proceeded to worship his body.

With hands so big they could easily hold him like a plushie, Bheni enjoyed the thrill of a strange feeling of vulnerability mixed with an ego that kept inflating with each caress. The fact a creature so meaningless and ignorant was being worshiped like that made a short circuit in his brain that had him giggling like a virgin idiot being seduced for the first time.

But that shyness soon died when he focused more on his sensations. The large tentacles coming from behind their heads had wrapped around his neck, and from them came a sea of feelings in the shape of small electrical impulses that invaded his mind and went back to the ground through his paws. It put a smile on Bheni's face, who delighted himself by touching Edmund's soft and warm skin with the tip of his fingers.

"There are so many things you can share with us."

"Just let us be part of you."

Bheni explored his breast, then moved down his hips. And the more he touched Edmund--with his uncle standing behind to do the same to him--the more Bheni wanted that same sensation for him. A body free from any restriction, with no ties to society's rules. It was perfect. It was something he never thought he needed. And it was within his reach.

"Just let us be part of you."

Danny heard the same thing. The more he resisted, the stronger the pleasure became, and the line dividing fantasy from reality turned dimmer. The tentacles felt like real hands... like YongSeop's big, meaty, strong hands, both moving and rubbing and squeezing and groping every inch of his body.

"It's not real it's not real it's not real it's not real," the dragon mumbled.

His desperation came out through the tears rolling down his cheeks. Between whines and moans, he squirmed inside the tentacle's (Yongseop's) grasp, doing whatever was in his power to remain awake, to keep a grip on reality. He wasn't there. The room wasn't there. YongSeop wasn't there. But everything was so real he felt dumb for even doubting it.

Exhausted, angry, scared, but most important, horny, the dragon looked down and saw the massive bulge in his pants being roughly molested by the orange hand. It squeezed and rubbed until a stain of pre appeared where the tip of his cock was. His hands alone were all it took to dominate Danny completely, whose struggle became weaker with each passing second, and his whines slowly turned into moans.

His voice lost strength. The words he had been repeating lost all meaning. His memories, the reason that had put him there, all vanished from his mind. All that was left was the pure lust YongSeop was pouring into him, an overwhelming desire that chipped away his sanity with each grope and lick.

They made Bheni feel so special. There was no lust on their caresses. They truly admired and worshiped him. Bheni realized, through the feelings shared by touch, the dragon's body had something unique on it that none other species had. Maybe it was the ancestral blood running through their veins or the little evolutionary changes they developed. It was hard to tell, and that was a question that only his transfiguration could answer.

Guided by their love, Bheni dragged his paws on his way to the main bedroom. Their kisses made him tremble. The sweet scent of their bodies had him dizzy. Their eyes, cute and charming, captivated the blue dragon and acted like stars guiding his path. Bheni sighed as he walked next to them, amazed that two perfect beings like them had expressed a deep fascination for him.

"Be one with us."

"Be one with us."

"Be one with us."

And before he noticed it, his paws were already over the open egg, and the slime had begun to climb up his legs. Its touch, warm and sticky, broke the spell for a moment. Bheni looked down and caught the tentacles coming up. But before the panic took over him, the comforting hands of YongSeop caught him, and his soft female voice soothed his soul and mind.

"Don't worry, kiddo. Everything's gonna be fine. I'm right here. Just like I've been with your brother all this time. I won't leave you alone."

That was all Bheni wanted to hear.

"I won't leave you alone."

For how long had that been going? Minutes? Hours? Days? Danny couldn't remember. It didn't matter anyway. It was feeling so good it could very well last forever, and he wouldn't mind. He was happy. He was in ecstasy. His uncle's touch was making him feel so good. And he wanted that to continue.

"I won't leave you alone," he repeated, and Danny nodded in response.

His big hand pulled down the zipper to get his cock free, and the touch of his soft, wet, warm hand got a loud moan out of him. His entire body shivered. Every thought in his mind got scrambled from the joy of living his fantasy: an intimate moment with his beloved uncle, a male he loved and craved for years.

A scream came from the deepest corner of his mind. One last call for help that never reached the dragon's consciousness. Something about a monster... an impostor... something he didn't care about. The only thing that mattered at that moment was the male behind him sharing his love and passion with him and his promise to stay by his side. And Danny had never doubted of YongSeop.

The slime covered them completely in a matter of seconds: Danny while he was inside the egg, Bheni while the petals closed around him. The tentacles wrapped like long arms; their tight embrace reminded him of the old dragon that had protected them since they were kids. So firm. So warm. So... familiar. Between moans, the brothers welcomed the transformation that was about to take place, no longer afraid of leaving their lives and bodies behind, for both were ready to embrace a new shape.

Bheni threw one last look at YongSeop and Edmund before the petals covered him completely, and the tentacles pulled him down.

The shells hardened immediately. YongSeop smiled after feeling the acceptance from both dragons and waited patiently with Edmund next to him. He wasn't afraid of Bheni's transformation, who wanted more than anything the answers behind it. Danny, however, was a different story: after having him there for three days, YongSeop felt tempted to let him go, hopeful that a proof of mercy could change his mind. But Edmund stopped him from doing so and instead talked him into taking a look into his mind, which revealed the surprising attraction the red dragon developed after turning 19. From there, it was easy to know how to approach.

"I'm so glad you helped me," YongSeop admitted.

"Just because you're a Queen doesn't mean you'll have all the answers. We're in this together," Edmund replied, throwing a smile at him.

"It's good to know that speech wasn't just for brainwashing."

Both shared a laugh while holding hands.

The eggs before them began to shake: softly at first but more violently as the transformations took place. YongSeop was aware the method would have an effect on their looks and was actually curious about the possible changes. He saw them on Edmund, a thin body siding more to his masculine side. How would it be for his nephews?

Unique. That was the word he had in mind. While he couldn't see inside the egg, he "felt" the process taking place on it.

A rough, passionate, but also violent transformation for Danny, who received all the lust YongSeop set aside. The tentacles had tested the limit of his strength and subdued the dragon the way he wanted YongSeop to do it. Partially choked by the one tendril around his neck, the red dragon whined while enjoying the feeling of submission, of that absolute control HE had on him.

One warm embrace for Bheni, done with care and love. Like a serpent coiling around his victim, the tentacles covered the blue dragon; the slick skin tickled the soft skin of his chest. Bheni let himself be dominated by the gentle love the alien felt for him, and with each passing second, that love turned into ecstasy.

The slime entered through his maws and nostrils and proceeded to fuse with their systems. Bones, muscles, organs, everything got tainted with slime. It was something YongSeop knew very well, yet he couldn't hide his excitement over the results. His large tail wagged eagerly while the eggs continued shaking.

And after several minutes, the first petals opened up, and the new beings pushed their way out, surprising both aliens awaiting them.

Bheni changed his slime to deep blue with black stripes on his sides as he walked out of the egg. His height didn't change, but his figure became more stylish, with thin arms and thick thighs. A trio of small fins crowned the sides of his head. His mane was covered by a large, black tentacle that reached down his waist, thick on the base and getting thinner on the tip. His breast matched his size, nothing particularly big but still alluring to the sight. The draconic features weren't as visible as with YongSeop; his face had softer and rounder traits that made it hard to match him with any known species.

Danny, on the other hand, kept most of his skin red, with only his paws and hands being painted black, which gave the illusion he was wearing socks and gloves. His came-out of the egg was a bit more aggressive, with his wings tearing the petals apart the moment he opened them; the muscles looked big and strong, and the membrane was thin but resistant. The muscular body changed to a more beefy appearance, with some fat on that resulted in an increased height and bigger muscles. The tail, large and heavy, looked like a crocodilian one, while the rest of his features remained more draconian--only slightly softer on the face.

"My children..." YongSeop cried a little. But after taking a step forward, Danny raised his hand to stop him.

"Take it easy, uncle. This one is still a bit unstable. I'm doing some..." he pointed a finger to his forehead, "changes."

"We expected this, my Queen. Danny's personality was just too strong," Edmund quickly added, noticing YongSeo's slumped shoulders.

"I'll keep his mind safe. He just needs to get used to it, like... when you put on a new shirt."

His voice, while feminine, had Danny's characteristic deepness. Hearing that brought some comfort to YongSeop, whose biggest fear was to see his nephew become a mindless drone.

"This wouldn't happen if he wasn't so stubborn," Bheni said.

The old dragon looked at the other being. Bheni, his little and smart boy, spoke with his soft and cheerful tone, only this time with a higher pitch. He inspected himself from head to toe, marveling at his own image. YongSeop couldn't remember when was the last time he saw him so excited about something, as Bheni was even jumping a little to test his body.

"This is so hard to explain. I feel so different. I'm stronger, yet my body hasn't changed. And my mind had never been so clear. I hear both voices... my voice. God, it's like those debates I had in the shower, but I'm not making up the replies; someone real is answering me. And I know that person is me, but..."

"It's also someone else. I know the feeling," Danny jumped in, flexing his arms to check on his strength. "Of course, he's not saying a lot, but he's there, and I know that's me."

"It's so confusing. Not to mention all the things I suddenly learned. And I'm so eager to go through topics I already know. Why does that make sense?" The younger brother asked to YongSeop.

"I know how confusing this is," it was Edmund who replied. "It might take some days for you to get used to it."

"Speak for him; I'm getting used to this pretty quickly," Danny mentioned, still flexing his muscles and wings.

"You say that because your host is still trapped," Edmund smirked.

"Don't make it sound like that. He's right there, enjoying what he always wanted along with his sexy uncle," Danny huffed loudly while running both hands over his large and firm tits. However, a couple of seconds after saying that, he jumped the distance between himself and YongSeop, then held the large hybrid between his arms. "Although having the real thing might make the process faster."

Watching Danny act so upfront took YongSeop by surprise, who tried to back away, only to be stopped by Bheni standing right behind him.

"I must admit I'm curious about how reproduction works among our species, considering our genitalia," Bheni said.

"And the tail is a... particularly unique addition," Danny mentioned, opening up the end of his tail to reveal the pink phallus inside it.

It was his turn to be in the middle, and with his nephews no longer tied to things like shame and morals; he wondered how far both were willing to go. An incestuous encounter wouldn't be the worst, considering he had already done it with Bheni. And while he wouldn't deny his interest in a threesome, more important matters had to be addressed.

Luckily for him, Edmund jumped just in time before the horny dragons took advantage of the situation and overpowered the shaky uncle.

"You still need to learn a lot. And you haven't fully merged. It's not surprising you let your emotions get the best of you."

"There'll be time for fun," YongSeop continued after him, not without taking a breath first. "Right now, we must work on the safety of our colony and find a better place to live on. This apartment won't be safe with the four of us here."

Disappointed and visibly frustrated, the brothers took a step back and sighed. They faked being angry with Edmund, and Danny even pulled out his tongue, but Bheni didn't wait too long to say something after hearing what YongSeop said.

"I know a warehouse we can use. No one will bother us there, and it's plenty of room for more eggs. That should be enough for the time being."

"Sounds like a good choice. Give Edmund the address, and while he investigates the place, I'll try and teach you what you need. Are you sure Danny is safe?"

"Absolutely. Males of your species are particularly weak to lust. He's no longer resisting. But I do wanna make sure he's comfortable before letting him come out."

"Very well. This might help us with future hosts, depending on what we can learn about it," YongSeop paused and gave Danny a closer look. "I remember you're good at studying people."

"Well, after you told me to stop kicking his bullies' asses," he said proudly while pointing at Bheni, "I had to come up with other tactics to protect him. I assume you want me to study possible hosts."

"We'll need the best hosts possible."

Edmund and Bheni, who were about to leave, stopped next to the door and looked back at YongSeop.

"You already have a plan for the colony?" Bheni asked.

"I won't hide myself. This planet might not be ready for us, but our species have never been, and yet we have thrived. We'll just have to find the right approach."

"You're truly something else," Edmund muttered after inspecting YongSeop one last time before walking out of the room, holding Bheni's hand.

Already back in his tiger shape, Edmund gave himself a pat on the back, proud of the male he chose to take care of his species. YongSeop was, undoubtedly, the best Queen his kind had ever seen.