FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The Hunt

For TeryxC by Profe_Lambert

###

A shadowy figure jumped over a fallen trunk, barely evading the two arrows that impacted against the barks, throwing splinters in all directions. It didn't stop to look back, as it knew its pursuers were close. Some seconds later, a tall, slender dragon jumped over the same trunk, picking up his arrows in the process. "He went this way!" He screamed, trying to focus. As they moved deeper into the forest, the treetops made it harder to see it in detail, and his best and safest choice was to follow its trace. "The fucker's fast," he said to himself, as he noticed how quickly it disappeared. The leather armor did provide him with a good speed bonus, but he had been running for a while, and his legs had started to resent the effort.

Way behind him, another blue and smaller dragon tried as hard as he could to follow his pace. Clearly out of breath, he held his bow with both hands, afraid that he might drop it due to fatigue. He could still see his partner and thanked their target for lacking the intellect to take another direction besides a straight line. However, his leather armor didn't offer any physical bonus and he lacked the physical training that the other dragon had. As expected, he stumbled due to a root he couldn't see. The bow flew away from him as he tried to soften the fall with both hands. As the pursuit sounds faded, Bheni took quick breaths to endure the soreness, especially on his knees. It was then that he noticed the slimy substance in his hands.

"Follow Trace" had a radius of 25 to 50m, but the skill required focusing to get the maximum effect, a privilege Teryx couldn't take on the run. The trace--materialized as a red string floating over the ground--started to vanish, much to the hunter's frustration. He put an end to his run and took quick breaths to recover, gazing at the direction in which their target went.

"Fuck," he muttered, listening to the creature running away. He knew it was fast--but not that fast, though. It came as no surprise why so many parties had trouble with that target, and why there was so little information about it, to begin with.

Teryx took off his hood. The enchanted cloth had five holes to fit in Teryx's horns: two deep blue ones at the side of his head, three white ones among his mane. Barely visible through the leather armor, the outer side of his body had scales the same color as his side horns, while his chest and belly were the color of the sky, except for a white V-shaped pattern in his neck that went all the way up to his muzzle, from where it turned to sky blue on the fluffy cheeks, then deep blue on the rest of his face.

"T-Teryx," Bheni called from behind. Teryx didn't turn. Holding the first white middle horn that stood out from his mane, he tried to put on the beast's mindset, trying to visualize its next action, but nothing came to him. All they saw was a canine-type creature completely black, and nothing else. How could you follow something with so little information?

"Teryx," Bheni called again. The younger dragon had recovered from the run, but still had some signs of his shameful fall. This time, Teryx did turn.

"You're behind," he pointed out. There was no sign of anger in his voice, but the seriousness of a teacher.

"I know. I-I still have trouble following your pace."

"You're the Hunter of your party. You don't follow the pace. You set the pace," he said pointing at Bheni's chest. "They trust you to tell them where to go. You're their eyes, ears, and nose during the Hunt. A single mistake can lead them into a trap."

Once again, there was no anger. Bheni knew he was giving him a lesson after a pitiful display of how a Hunter should behave. And still, Teryx couldn't help but feel guilty for being so harsh on him. After all, that target was way beyond Bheni's level; it was more than understandable that he couldn't keep up with him.

Teryx scratched his nape and took a long breath. "Don't worry. A profession like this takes time."

Bheni took off his hood, revealing a gray mane and two side white horns, almost as big as Teryx's. Unlike his mentor, Bheni's scales were sky blue on the outer side of his body and an almost white tone on the front and under his arms. His eyes were like two huge emeralds. His armor was simple, and a little more revealing than Teryx's, showing that he wasn't as strong, as expected from a new adventurer.

Bheni was visibly sorry for not being at Teryx's level, which only made the taller dragon guiltier of using those words--maybe he wasn't a good teacher, to begin with.

"We don't know anything about this thing, which only made it harder for us to track it. This is why I hate when they put a mission based on rumors."

"We might know something," Bheni clarified. There was a slight tone of fear in his voice, and he doubted for a moment before showing Teryx a piece of cloth.

Teryx looked at it with visible confusion. He knew blood came in many forms and colors, but what Bheni had in his hands was not one he recognized. Over the cloth, a dark blob remained inert. It wasn't boiling and nothing else was coming out of it. After a closer inspection, Teryx found a faint smell of wolf and blood. With eyes wide open, he looked around for some seconds until he found a similar dark blob dripping from a bush. It had the same smell.

"None of my arrows hit it," he said, then looked back at Bheni with a proud smile. "Well done, kiddo."

Bheni didn't believe it at first, but the smile was still there and it had to mean something. Besides, he couldn't recover a couple of arrows he shot on the way. He shared a smile with Teryx and approached the bush.

"We can find it with this, right?"

"Yeah. That thing's gonna need to stop at some point, and this is an easier trace to follow. But we must act now. Either another party or a predator could find it before us," Bheni nodded. "Think you're up for the job?"

Bheni's green eyes gleamed with determination and he nodded more energetically. He sat on the floor and crossed his legs. Eyes closed, he took a deep breath and started to cast the spell "Detect trace" while holding the black-stained piece of cloth. A dim green aura covered his body, and some seconds later, the dragon stood up and started walking, followed by Teryx.

An unspoken curse existed among the adventurers: leveling up your Rank and gaining fame also erased the memories of your failed quests. It wasn't new to find an arrogant Warrior or a petulant Sorcerer treating starting adventurers like trash as if they had forgotten they were like that once. It was a sad sight, and Teryx refused to be a part of that curse. So he decided to act as a teacher for new Hunters, and when he found Bheni, he discovered the kid had talent: a little clumsy, yes, but with a bright future under the right guidance.

Looking at him follow the monster's trace was good proof of that. That quest should give him some notoriety, enough for starting parties to pay attention to him. That should also give Bheni the confidence he so badly needed to lead them into the Hunt.

Bheni was oblivious of the pride in Teryx's eyes. He was focused on his surroundings and the red string leading deep into the forest; it zigzagged a little, but there were no major changes in its direction. Even when there was no visible threat around them, he had an arrow ready, just like Teryx taught him.

The trace continued like that for around 100 meters, until it changed abruptly. The taller dragon stopped at Bheni's sign, who tried to analyze the pattern.

"Did something happen?" Teryx asked.

"It's trying to play with us." The string went from left to right, breaking at some points and appearing out of nowhere on others, and it covered a wide area before them. "It's nearby, but I can't give you an exact direction."

"Faster and smarter than I thought, then." Teryx had no reason to cast the spell himself and went on with Bheni's judgment. "If that's the case, it's trying to lure us away, which means it's exhausted from the wound. One more arrow should do the trick," he messed with Bheni's mane and passed beside him. "Let's split up. I'll go left, you go right. And let's meet here in twenty. Got it?"

"Yes!" He replied, brimming with confidence.

The duo parted ways, each one aware of the minor change in their surroundings. Teryx knew he would be fine, and in fact, hoped for Bheni to find the creature before him. After all, he landed the lucky shot, so the right to finish it off belonged to him.

Dark, humid woods were his favorite. It was in woods like that where he trained during his youth. The ground was soft, and the smell of moss on the trees was relaxing. He probably spent more time running through the forest than at his house. Hunting in a place like that was a double-edged sword, depending on how experienced you were in using the surroundings to your advantage. Luckily, Teryx was particularly good at setting ambushes on a place like that one.

He heard a waterfall not so far from his current location. The beast's trace was weak, but it was in the same direction. If that was the closest water source, it made sense that their target was there. Pulling up his cap, the dragon closed his eyes and muttered: "Shadow Cloth". A purple aura covered his entire body, and his body became almost translucent in the blink of an eye. Then he continued: "Muffle". Another aura of the same color surrounded his toeless boots this time. He moved forward, his arrow ready to be shot.

He found the waterfall some meters ahead. It was a small glade in the woods, almost mystical, as even the sunlight was accompanied by a dim glittering. The waterfall was around 25 meters, and the water around it was crystal clear, the one from which you might expect a fairy or any other mystical creature to appear. But instead, he found a huge feral wolf, or that's what he assumed. The creature had a dark coat tightly wrapped around its entire body, and it seemed to glow under the sunlight; it was even wild to call it a canine at all, as it had no fur visible. A Necromancer's creation, maybe, although it couldn't be that far from its master.

Then, something else caught his eye. Under the tight coat, a lump under his neck stood out, even with how small it was. The dragon had a hunch and, taking advantage that the creature hadn't noticed him yet, pointed at the lump. All it needed was one good shot. His left eye closed. The slow breathing decreased his heartbeat. His aim remained steady...

Even the waterfall went silent when the arrow pierced the air. It drew a straight line and crossed the thin space between the wolf's skin and the lump, then it disappeared into the lake.

The black coat exploded into a strange liquid, releasing the dire wolf from its prison. The beast stood in its rear paws, putting some distance from the substance that had increased in size and turned into small tendrils in the air, before returning to a small golden object that fell to the ground. Relieved and terrified, the huge wolf ran away from the damn thing, disappearing into the forest. Then, everything went back to normal, as if nothing had ever happened in the first place.

The dragon left his hideout, unable to give credit to what he just saw. What was that thing? He asked himself. He couldn't remember a single creature that matched those characteristics. Teryx went to pick up the thing that fell from the wolf, only to find a golden collar on the ground. It was in good shape, with no engravings on it. It was completely smooth. There was no enchantment or any other visible word that could say it was a magical artifact. If that wasn't the case, then what was that thing exactly?

Teryx tried to understand, but the more he looked at the collar, the more confused he felt. And for some reason, he also wanted to try it. It was his size. And he was sure it was enchanted--probably with Hunter skills--despite not having words engraved on it. Yes, that was it. He couldn't get out of his head the idea of putting it around his neck. It would enhance his already great skills. It would turn him into a better Hunter. The thought became stronger with every passing second until he was 100% sure that he needed to put on that collar. It opened with a click. And it would seal perfectly around his neck. Yes, it will.

His hands trembled. For excitement over new equipment. A cold sweat ran down his back. It would be ok. Yes. He was doing nothing bad. It was just a collar. What damage could it make? None. It felt cold against his scales. Very cold. But it closed perfectly. It had been made for his neck and his neck only. Teryx smiled. And only then, he realized what he had just done.

The artifact gave him no time to react. A black sphere closed around his head. Teryx tried to break it, only to discover it was made of a cold slime that his claws couldn't pierce through. The dragon fell to his knees just as the strange substance started to cover the rest of his body, both from the outside and inside. It moved under his armor, tearing it off in the process, leaving him naked in the glade.

And Teryx felt all of it. The cold slime running down his body, how it tightened to each of his muscles, the way his limbs became stiff under the pressure. And among all that, a voice. No, a thought. Primal and powerful. Hunt. Fuck. Reproduce. It repeated in his head louder and louder. A calling from an Elder creature. He tried to ignore it to no avail. It was there, trying to get into his head. Trying to crush his will and turn him into a puppet for an unknown master.

The slime covered him in a matter of seconds. But the body he once had was different. His muscles were bigger. His golden mane got squeezed under the slime, and the three white middle horns got connected through a thin layer of slime, while the other two horns at the side of his head became larger and sharper. The slime color took on a deep midnight tone of blue, with clear blue stripes over his biceps and chest. A deep growl made the ground tremble, and two huge wings came from his back, made of hardened slime. A natural sanctuary saw the creation of an unholy creature, one whose body took the shape and look of rubber.

The dragon looked around. He felt strange on that body. There was something different from any other host. He looked at his claws, his paws, his tail. Strange, yet powerful. A creature from another realm, probably, as humans had no such qualities. He took a step forward, followed by another. He almost lost his balance while trying to get used to the weight.

"This body... it might be better than any other host I had before," he said and continued walking in circles.

From the shadows, a terrified Bheni watched the scene. After having no luck finding the creature, he decided to go back--following Teryx's trace--only to find him during his transformation process. The gruesome imagery almost made him puke, unable to understand how such a creature could exist in the first place. But his friend and teacher was trapped inside, and he needed to find a way to get him out of... that.

While the creature trained, Bheni inspected his body carefully. There was no logical explanation to it--the scales turned into some sort of rubber. He had seen Assassins using fitted armor sets, but not like the one worn by Teryx. In some strange way, it was almost erotic seeing those huge muscles against the suit. Bheni quickly discarded that thought, feeling shame for even having it in the first place.

Following the same hunch, he imagined the transformation had something to do with the thing around his neck. The collar was considerably bigger than the one carried by the dire wolf, so hitting it shouldn't be a problem. But Bheni lacked the confidence Teryx had, and he instinctively feared hitting the dragon instead. One single mistake could end his life right there. Still, Bheni refused to do nothing and let his friend stay trapped inside that thing.

He tried to calm his nerves down by doing the breathing exercises Teryx taught him. All he needed was one good shot. But his hand refused to listen, and the more he thought about wounding Teryx, the more it trembled. He swallowed, unable to focus on his target. There were so many things that could go wrong.

He didn't notice for how long he had been holding the arrow until his grip loosened. The piece of wood was thrown at high speed towards the corrupted dragon, pointing right at his face. Bheni gasped in horror, realizing his mistake. However, he underestimated his target, as the dragon caught the arrow in midflight, stopping it mere centimeters from his skin.

Teryx--assuming it was still right to call him by that name--turned over the direction from where the arrow came, finding a surprised dragon standing among the trees. "And what do we have here?" The beast licked his lips as he snapped the arrow in his hand. With unnatural agility, he covered the distance between him and Bheni, giving the dragon no time to react. Before the younger Hunter could notice it, the monster had him pinned against a tree, with one hand around his neck.

Bheni gazed into his eyes, seeing the same golden tone he recognized from Teryx, but he couldn't get out of his head the feeling that he was staring at someone else. He struggled to get free from his grasp, only to discover that the dragon was stronger than before. Could that be his end? At the hands of that... creature?

"You have potential," Teryx pointed out. He sniffed Bheni's scent, and his large tongue ran all over his face, leaving a trace of black slime. "Yes, you will be useful."

Useful? Bheni imagined himself going through the same transformation process, and the thought terrified him. He refused to turn into that thing, whatever it was. But what else could he do? His punches and kicks did nothing to Teryx. In a desperate attempt, he tried to pull off the collar around Teryx's neck, but he couldn't even hold it; the slime covering his body had solidified and adopted a rubbery consistency, one his claws couldn't pierce through.

And for some reason, the more that creature licked him, the more he... wanted him. Bheni swallowed once again. He felt his heart pumping hard and fast against his chest, and a warm sensation growing in his groin. Excitement. Lust. Things he shouldn't experience at a moment like that became more and more obvious to him. The grip around his neck loosened, and Bheni felt the urge to embrace Teryx and kiss him.

But why? None of that felt normal. Bheni knew those feelings were unnatural, and even then he couldn't do anything to stop himself from wanting that black dragon. It was a strong impulse in his head, almost like a pleading made by himself. Surrender to your deepest desires, the voice said in his head. He kissed Teryx with the same passion he would have kissed any other lover, taking him between his arms and offering no resistance when the long tongue invaded his maw. All the contrary, he invited Teryx to lick and slobber as much as he wanted, forcing Bheni to swallow the same dark slime that covered his face. And as the kiss continued, the younger Hunter got more and more excited, showing off a huge bulge pushing against the leather clothes.

Bheni felt the pieces of his armor falling one after another, leaving him exposed. But he felt safe, as long as he remained next to Teryx. The dark dragon would take care of him. He would protect him. Bheni knew he was safe with Teryx.

Two hands started to explore his body. He wasn't as muscular as Teryx, but the rubber dragon didn't fake his enjoyment of feeling Bheni's pecs. No, he touched and rubbed and squeezed with passion and desire. He made him feel wanted. Sexy. Bheni experienced something completely new under Teryx's embrace. And when his hand reached the throbbing cock, the younger dragon trembled against the tree. His hand felt warm and soft, and the contact against his cock was electrifying. Teryx noticed it and squeezed the long shaft to tease him, without giving him the privilege to moan.

Bheni couldn't stop himself from touching Teryx's body. His hands went directly over his pecs. Rather than rough skin, the dragon found it soft and warm, and incredibly smooth. He rubbed the chest and belly, trying to make sense of what was covering it, but he couldn't think of any type of cloth or armor that matched those characteristics. That thing was not from that world.

The only sound besides the sloppy kiss was a soft, muffled whine. Bheni hadn't experienced something like that with another male. What Teryx made him feel was something completely new. A pleasure so intense that he was on the verge of cumming. And all Teryx had done was squeeze his cock--Bheni couldn't even imagine how it would feel if the dragon did something else.

As if he had read his mind, Teryx pulled his tongue out of Bheni's throat, leaving a string of slime connecting both maws. The black dragon offered him a devious smile, one Bheni couldn't understand until he turned him to face the tree. A moment later, he felt his tail being raised and Teryx's cock rubbing against his hole. The shaft was long and thick, and it was already covered in a hot substance. Bheni hugged the tree, scared and excited over the idea of what was about to happen. Right there, in a dark forest, a corrupted dragon was about to take his body. He couldn't say if he was blessed or cursed, all Bheni wanted was that fat cock deep inside his hole...

"Paralyzing Palm!" A strong, deep voice yelled, and one instant later, Teryx's expression changed into a mixture of pain and surprise, just as his entire body became completely rigid. "Now, Jello!"

Bheni looked over his shoulder and found a green tentacle piercing through the dark rubbery skin, pulling the collar off of the dragon's neck. Just as it happened with the dire wolf, the rubber suit adopted a larger aspect as it released Teryx from his prison and was sucked back into the magical artifact. Even the slime covering Bheni's face lost all its consistency, sliding down his scales as if it was water.

"I got it!"

Behind them, two more dragons looked at the scene. The one that attacked Teryx was a tall, orange dragon wearing a brown robe with a dark belt around his hips. His white mane waved majestically between his large horns. The other one, despite being a dragon, had facial features that resembled a shark, and his green skin looked smoother and shinier; unlike the orange one, his purple robe had golden details on the edges, and the expensive-looking clothes felt out of place in that dark forest.

Teryx fell to his knees, breathing heavily while his hands tried to find whatever was around his neck some seconds ago. Bheni was still trying to understand what just happened. It was as if a light flashed right in front of him, erasing his latest memories.

"Just as I expected, it was trying to multiply," the green dragon said, taking a look at the golden collar. "Good thing it wasn't used to bigger hosts, or it could have been worse."

"We should take it back to the temple immediately," suggested the orange dragon. Both talked as if Bheni and Teryx weren't there. "It must be banished from this Realm."

"W-wait," Bheni interrupted without having an idea of what else to say. A moment ago he was pointing his bow at Teryx, and now he was naked against a tree. He inspected the strangers, but Bheni didn't recognize the clothes, and they didn't have any badges that suggested they were members of a guild. "Who are you?"

"What should we do with them?" The orange dragon asked, ignoring Bheni.

The green one approached his friend and muttered. "There might be a risk of contamination, considering we don't know for how long the big one wore the artifact. We should at least keep an eye on them". His friend nodded, then he answered Bheni. "My name is Jello, and my friend here is YongSeop. We are Cleaners of the Temple of the Forgotten Miracle."

"Cleaners...?"

"Mercenaries," Teryx corrected. Judging by his expression, he was back to his own self, sharing the same confused expression Bheni had at that moment. He stood up and faced the newcomers, paying no attention to his nakedness.

"We do prefer Cleaners if that's ok," YongSeop insisted.

"Do you know them?" Bheni asked Teryx.

"They're usually tasked with retrieving magical artifacts or dealing with heretic cults. As far as I know, they have no morals when it comes to their job."

"Morality is a luxury one can't take when dealing with demons from other Realms. But I'm glad to see you understand our task." Jello was calm. That wasn't the first time he had to deal with mannerless people.

"So that was that thing? A demon?"

"And an old one," he waved the collar in front of his face as if he was telling Teryx that he owed him one. "We've been hunting it for the last three months. From the moment we heard the rumors at the tavern, we knew it was here. Although we had no idea of what kind of demon it was until now. You did help us a lot by holding it. Its previous host was too quick to follow his pace."

"Maybe you're not as good as you think," Teryx mocked him.

"And yet look who's holding it right now. Unlike you, its influence does not affect me, nor does its merging capabilities," to prove it, Jello's hand grew bigger, and the skin became translucent.

"A slime dragon!" Bheni immediately said. It was too obvious that both Hunters felt dumb from not noticing it before.

"Bingo! Unaffected by diseases, charms, and any type of parasitic entity. I wouldn't fall so easily."

"That's enough. We won't get anything from showing off," YongSeop interrupted. "However, I must insist on taking you both to our temple. While acting as a host for this demon did help us in catching it, we fear you might have been exposed to its influence for too long. We must take some measures to ensure there are no traces of its influence on your body."

"What makes you think I'm infected?" Teryx asked in a defiant tone.

"You fully transformed and tried to infect your fellow partner," Jello explained and then looked at Bheni. "There's a chance you felt an incredible urge to copulate with him, that's part of its power and the way it multiplies."

Bheni looked down. Did he want to have sex with Teryx in that form? He wasn't sure that what Jello said was true. But Bheni couldn't remember what happened either, and he couldn't explain either why he was naked. Teryx had the same expression, although he tried not to make it look so obvious.

"We're only thinking about your safety. If by any chance you have any remnant of the demon's presence within your body, it could be dangerous for you and anyone around," YongSeop explained. "We understand you might have a contract over this creature, and we'll be happy to give you the collar as proof once after we cleanse it."

"We have a temple southwest from here," Jello continued. "If we leave now we'll arrive tomorrow morning. We'll provide you with transportation once we confirm you're clean."

The Hunters said nothing. Bheni had no experience with that type of scenario, and something told him neither did Teryx. He expected his teacher to say something, but he didn't utter a single word for some seconds. There was huge tension between them, and Bheni feared that a fight could start at any moment if any of them said the wrong thing.

"Guess we don't have a choice," Teryx finally said, conscious that the duo wouldn't let them go. He wasn't sure of what class Jello was, but YongSeop was a monk, and he learned the bad way not to mess with them. It was only then that the dragon realized he had no clothes on him. With his cheeks burning red, he pointed with his hand towards the lake, where the rest of his armor was. "Just... let me grab my stuff first."

"M-me too," Bheni added, turning his back to the duo so he could put back on his clothes and armor.

"Thank you," YongSeop sighed with relief. He was expecting the moment to tell them he was still naked.

Some minutes later, the group abandoned the dark forest, with Bheni and Teryx behind the Cleaners, walking to the southwest, opposite where the closest town was. "You don't have horses with you?" Teryx asked.

"We like to travel this way, especially since our temple isn't far from here," Jello replied.

The younger Hunter couldn't get rid of the feeling that something was wrong. Bheni had never heard about their temple or their religion, so he had no reason to believe in what they said. Teryx noticed his doubts, and while the situation didn't deserve it, he was proud of his pupil.

"Is it safe to trust them?" Bheni whispered.

"The Temple of the Forgotten Miracle is not a popular church around here. Some say they keep the artifacts and demons for themselves, which would make them dangerous if that were true. It's really just an old church that lost most of its followers after the Cataclysm. From what I heard, they didn't do much besides retrieving useless junk and leaving their followers on their own. A bad administration, that's the huge secret."

"And people are still mad because of that?"

"There is not a single church in this world free of guilt," YongSeop interrupted. "But at least we were honest from the beginning about our task."

"And while some might call 'useless junk' the artifacts recovered after the Cataclysm," Jello continued, "we managed to contain several demons that might have run havoc on an already destroyed world."

"Sorry if I offended your cause," Teryx said almost sarcastically.

"No offense taken. We are used to this kind of comments, Mister..." YongSeop looked over his shoulder, and Bheni managed to see the serenity in his expression.

"Teryx. And my friend here is Bheni."

"Mister Teryx. Our Temple is open to anyone who decides to help our cause, but it has never been our mission to recruit new believers. We only accept them if they decide to join on their own."

The two Hunters didn't say anything else after that, and their travel went on without much trouble. However, something was bothering Teryx. He couldn't answer why he was looking at one of Jello's pockets; more precisely, the one in which he had the golden collar. For some reason, he missed having it around his neck. It was tight, yes, but that sensation was somehow comforting. He started to remember how good it felt around his neck, pressing against the skin and making him feel... controlled.

Memories flashed before him. A black suit. His body was warm. A tight grip from head to toes. And a strong voice calling him. And then... Bheni, pinned against a tree while he kissed him deeply. The dragon swallowed. He started to feel something burning within him. A primal desire that he hadn't experienced in a long time. And the only thing that could stop that feeling was the collar. He needed it back on his neck. He had to take it back from Jello's purse--

"Teryx?" Bheni called, standing before him.

The dragon snapped out. His pupil had a confused expression, one he might have considered adorable in any other circumstance. "Yes?"

"Is everything ok? You were... distracted."

Teryx looked around. The blue sky had been replaced by a mantle of stars. Jello and YongSeop were setting up a camp. Hours had passed in one instant and Teryx couldn't believe it.

"I told YongSeop that we'll be sleeping outside, if that's ok for you," Bheni continued. He was afraid that he might have made the wrong choice, but Teryx nodded in response.

"I prefer the fresh air." He offered Bheni a smile, although he didn't feel like smiling. Something wrong was going on with him, and he knew it had something to do with the collar. One way or another, he had to retrieve it from Jello's and put it back around his neck. Only then he would be whole again...

They set the camp some meters away from the riverbank, and YongSeop shared some of their rations with Bheni and Teryx. The younger Hunter started to feel guilty for doubting them, but he couldn't find the words to apologize. Teryx, on the other hand, was still tormented by that strong voice deep inside his head, tempting him to jump over the slime dragon to recover his trophy.

"So... what's inside the collar?" Bheni decided to break the ice between them. Jello continued eating, trying not to give importance to the question. YongSeop decided to answer, finally revealing himself as the diplomatic member of the duo.

"Demons on their own cannot live in our Realm; at least not physically. While some can take over a host through a ritual, some others need a catalyzer to do so. They inhabit an object--usually one that can be worn--and start to transfer themselves to the host. We know very little about the demon trapped within this collar beside the fact it's looking to reproduce itself--"

"It's a sex demon," Jello interrupted, spitting some food as he spoke.

His partner sighed, clearly ashamed of using the said term. "We don't use that term in the Temple."

"Because they don't like the word sex," Jello continued. "But basically it's a demon that's constantly looking to fuck. While any sort of deviation it's to be expected from a demon, this one, in particular, can't think of anything else but breed, regardless of gender. The Church considers this a serious moral danger, and because of it, we must prevent a demon of this sort from reaching any major city."

"As you can imagine, under the right circumstances this demon can spread its influence quite fast."

"It doesn't represent a real threat unless you see a bunch of horny people as something dangerous."

Teryx and Bheni listened carefully, with the latter being more embarrassed over the concept Jello described. He started to imagine things, things he did with Teryx, and guilt took over him. Despite developing a certain attraction over his teacher, he decided to keep his respect towards him above all else. To have any type of lewd fantasy with him was unforgivable. But now? For some reason, he started to see Teryx differently, and he couldn't keep that at bay.

"This is why we are taking you both to our Temple. We need to be sure you have no traces of its influence in your bodies," YongSeop stood up.

"Couldn't you do a cleansing ritual here?" Bheni asked.

"Unfortunately, we don't have with us the tools needed for it. And you might not have agreed with the idea of murder," Jello offered them a playful smile, but even that didn't make them feel he was joking.

"You do love joking around," Teryx growled.

"After all I have seen, jokes are an excellent way to keep my sanity," and for the first time, the slime dragon showed a sincere, yet sad expression.

"There is no need to scare them," YongSeop intervened. "You two are guests of the Forgotten Miracle, and we'll be treated as such. We understand and apologize for the inconvenience, and we hope you can understand us."

Both hunters nodded in response. YongSeop excused himself and retired in the direction of the river. A moment later, Jello said good night and entered his tent. The two dragons stayed together in front of the fire in silence. They heard pieces of wood crackling, and some minutes later, loud snores came from the tent.

"They don't seem like bad people," Bheni finally said.

"They aren't. People just don't like their church nor their methods."

"Are we correct in trusting them?"

Teryx didn't answer. He asked himself the same question. Was it a good idea to continue with their cleansing ritual? It would remove that voice in his head, he knew it. But was that a good thing? As he listened to their explanation about the demon living in the collar, the memories became clearer...

"Do you remember what happened? Before they found us?"

The question took Bheni by surprise. He looked at Teryx, waiting for him to explain himself, but his teacher didn't say more. He only looked at the fire.

"No, I..." Bheni didn't remember. He only had lewd fantasies of him kissing Teryx, exploring his body, and swallowing his saliva as his long tongue invaded his maw. But the more he thought about those fantasies, the more vivid they felt. Until he could no longer assure those were only fantasies.

"The last thing I remember was picking the collar from the ground. I don't know why, but I had this... urge to wear it. From there, everything feels like a-"

"Like a fantasy," Bheni interrupted.

"... yeah," Teryx let out a sigh of relief, happy to see his pupil felt the same way. "I mean, I have these images playing in my head, and I can't tell if they're real or not. They shouldn't. But something keeps telling me that it happened. That we were..." he made a pause. It was embarrassing to say the rest. Was it right to tell Bheni what he supposedly did to him? No, no it wasn't. "I see myself wearing a black suit. It covers my entire body, from head to toes. It doesn't feel like any other armor I have tried before. This one is stuck to my scales, and it's tight. Very tight. But for some reason wearing it makes me feel so alive. Everything feels more intense."

A black Teryx. Bheni had that image in his mind too, one he considered part of his fantasy. But if his teacher had it too, it couldn't be a coincidence, right? That would mean it wasn't just a dream. It happened. Bheni started to feel once again the long tongue invading his throat, and Teryx's huge hands groping his thighs.

"I need that collar," Teryx continued. "I have to wear it again. I don't know why but I have this voice in my head ordering me to take it."

But it wasn't just that. The voice, that mysterious being living within him, wanted Jello and YongSeop too. Despite knowing little to nothing about them, Teryx wanted to touch and taste and FUCK them. He looked at Bheni; the young dragon shared the same desperate expression. Whether it was real or not, both wanted to experience it again--more precisely, to finish what they started in the forest.

Teryx didn't think twice. He took his pupil from the chin and kissed him as the lover he hadn't seen in years. The movement took Bheni by surprise, and he couldn't do anything but stare in disbelief at his master, only to follow his pace after some seconds, feeling his cheeks burning red. He recognized those lips, the taste, and the smell. It was just like that afternoon...

The couple fell to the ground, with Teryx on top. The loud thump didn't interrupt Jello's sleep, who continued snoring inside his tent. They continued making out next to the bonfire, taking out the pieces of armor that were in the way. And when there were only their clothes, their claws took care of them, tearing them apart.

Bheni clenched his tooth when Teryx attacked his neck. He felt the fangs poking against the skin, strong enough to show him who was in charge without hurting him. The young dragon wanted more than ever to moan, but he knew that would attract the attention of the other two. So instead, his claws scratched the ground as he tried to find something to grasp.

"W-we shouldn't..." Bheni whimpered, taking a glance at the tent, afraid that Jello could appear at any moment. In response, Teryx bit the other side of his neck, forcing him to stay quiet.

Teryx shared his concerns. They were in an awful position if either Jello or YongSeop discovered them. But he couldn't control himself. That wasn't like any other sexual encounter he had in the past--no, that was beyond him. He needed that. He needed Bheni. His pupil was cute and naive, and he wanted to see that expression of pleasure on his face, the one that said he loved it even when it was too much for him.

Beneath them, two long cocks started to grow outside their sheats, rubbing each other in the process. The musk coming from them mixed, and it didn't take long for it to reach the dragons' noses. They both took deep breaths of it, finding it already intoxicating. Teryx trembled as he inhaled the delicious scent of his excitement. He felt an even bigger need to make love to Bheni at that precise moment.

Bheni wasn't looking at Teryx--or more precisely, not the Teryx he knew. The dragon on top was already drooling over his face, giving him a desperate look while showing off his fangs. The image was intimidating, and Bheni found that exciting. He never imagined Teryx to be aggressive or violent, but being under him, with no control of the situation, and seeing him drool like a feral beast...

"I want you," Bheni whispered.

"Say it again." His voice was deeper than he remembered. And even when he whispered too, it felt as if even the ground trembled with his voice.

"I want you," he repeated. Yes, he wanted Teryx to take him just like that afternoon. He had been dreaming about that moment since the moment he met him in the tavern. The cheerful smile, the valiant pose, and his voice...

Teryx knelt between Bheni's legs, sitting over his tail to keep it in place. His pupil was a trembling mess of fear and excitement, covered in ragged pieces of cloth. Even his pose revealed his desire to be dominated. Teryx took a moment to enjoy the image, before holding both cocks together. Bheni held a moan when he started to jerk them off, and so did Teryx. It felt so good--the hot skin, the mixed musk, the way both cocks throbbed together.

Teryx wasn't sure of how long it had been since the last time he laid with another male. Three or four months? Maybe more. It felt like an eternity. He couldn't even remember his face. He tried to keep those needs at bay, but there wasn't so much a male could do to stop his lust. The thing he wanted the most was a partner he could trust not only to cover his back but to please him in bed. And he might have found that in Bheni.

Bheni's belly was already covered in pre. Both cocks had been dripping from the moment Teryx grabbed them. He was so close to finishing already, but the pace at which Teryx jacked him off wasn't enough, and the poor dragon had to endure being at an edge he couldn't reach. He was already whining, something he was sure his teacher enjoyed.

And he did. He loved those new sounds Bheni was making. It was so cute and exciting, almost like watching a virgin. And if he acted that way just by rubbing both cocks together, how would it be once he shoved his cock inside? The thought of it sent a shiver down his spine, and he knew it was time to move on.

Bheni experienced a brief relief after Teryx released his shaft, only to watch him spit some saliva at his exposed hole. He rubbed his cock against the entrance, mixing the pre covering it with the saliva. He put some extra weight over his tail and held both ankles to keep Bheni in place. The younger dragon took a better look at his size--threatening, with rounded ridges under it pointing at his ballsac. He knew it was too big for him and gave his teacher one last desperate look to try to stop him. But Teryx didn't pay attention to him.

The tip pressed against his hole, finding the expected resistance. Bheni made a face of pain when Teryx started to push harder, slowly making his way in. The head was the thickest part of his cock, and while the pre and saliva were helping, Bheni was very tight--a thing that only reinforced Teryx's idea that he was a virgin.

"Shhh, it's almost there," Teryx told him, expecting Bheni to relax.

His pupil tried to, but it was hard not to notice something that big going in. Tears rolled down his cheeks, and he had to hold his maw with both hands to stop himself from making any other sounds that weren't a soft whine. Even Teryx had some troubles of his own, finding his hole so tight he was almost about to cum. But after some complicated seconds, the tip of his cock finally made it in, and Teryx let out a long sigh of relief.

"There, there, it's already in," he said and started to push the rest of his shaft. It was considerably easier.

The pain Bheni felt started to turn into pleasure as the rest of Teryx's cock invaded his hole. He offered him a silly smile, while his entire body trembled in pleasure. His teacher was fucking him. The cock inside him was real, and it was stretching his entrance with every inch. His shaft continued dripping pre over his belly, making a mess. And once Teryx was balls deep, he gave him a well-earned moment to relax. Both dragons remained in silence, listening to the crackling wood and the snoring sorcerer inside his tent. They looked into each other's eyes and, for a brief moment, they felt at home.

Teryx started to hump at a regular pace, surprising Bheni, who almost let out a moan. The younger dragon expected a tender and slow start, but clearly, Teryx was too anxious and excited that patience was a luxury at that moment--not that he minded it, Bheni had gotten used to his size already, and after the initial surprise faded, he was enjoying it as much as Teryx. The rounded ridges were stimulating his hole each time Teryx pulled out, while the tip of his cock was already pushing at his prostate when he pushed in. Each thrust felt delightful, and Bheni couldn't be happier about that.

Teryx was amazed at how good Bheni's ass was. So tight and hot, and it sucked and squeezed his cock with each thrust. He tried not to make a lot of noise, but it was hard to contain himself when he was fucking someone so perfect. The expression Bheni had wasn't helping either--helpless, submissive, the face of someone willing to do anything. His hands clenched around Bheni's ankles, and he started to increase the pace and decided to do whatever he wanted with his pupil.

He felt something growing inside of him. It wasn't just his lust. No, that was something familiar. A presence. The entire world around him started to fade into darkness as he continued humping Bheni until there was nothing else but him and his lover.

"Does it feel good?" A voice whispered in his ear. Teryx nodded in reply. "Yes, it feels good. It feels excellent. Oh, you have been holding yourself for so long. I can see your desperation."

The deep voice had a sinister tone to it. But for some reason, Teryx knew he could trust it. It was the voice of someone who wanted nothing but the best for him.

"Would you like to feel this forever?"

"Yes."

"I can make you feel this forever. The pleasure. The lust. This freedom. It can be all yours. All you need to do is let me in. Let me take over you. Offer me your body and mind, and I will lead you to a world of pleasure beyond your wildest fantasies."

Teryx couldn't believe his words. Enjoy this pleasure whenever he wanted? Could such a thing be possible? And all he had to do was surrender to that presence. He looked at Bheni again and imagined an entire life seeing that submissive expression. Who could refuse an offer so tempting?

Bheni noticed the change in Teryx. He started to fuck him harder and faster, enough to hear the slaps against his ass with each thrust. He growled deeply, and his eyes glowed like two suns. From his maw, a black slime started to come out, quickly covering his entire body, starting from his face. Bheni immediately remembered the transformation Teryx went through in the woods; it was the same scene all over again, but this time he was not only seeing it but feeling it too. As the slime hardened, and the rubber suit took shape around Teryx's body, Bheni noticed the increased strength in each thrust. His body felt heavier over him. His hole stretched even more as the cock inside him became thicker and larger. In a matter of seconds, Teryx transformed into a corrupted version of himself, all while he continued fucking Bheni. Two long wings came out from his back, signaling that the transformation had ended.

"Now, it's your turn," Teryx said with a deep voice. Immediately, he leaned over him to kiss him, while using his wings to cover the scene from prying eyes. Teryx started to fuck him mercilessly, deciding to finish as soon as possible. Bheni had no chance to scream or even moan, as the black dragon kept him quiet with the kiss and with his long tongue invading his throat.

The pleasure was almost maddening. Bheni swore he felt his cock reaching deep enough to make a bulge in his belly, or maybe he was already crazy. But despite how intense and unbearable it had become, he wanted Teryx to continue. He knew his lover was close, and he craved for his seed more than ever. Breed me, that was the only thought in his mind. Breed me. Take me. Make me yours. It's all the young dragon wanted.

One final thrust and Bheni felt the massive load of dragon cum filling his insides. One shot after another. Teryx's cock throbbed hard as he bred his pupil until his cum started to leak out, despite the thick shaft sealing his hole. Bheni moved both hands down his belly, feeling it warm from his seed. He couldn't express how happy he was, nor how much he needed it. His teacher bred him, and now he belonged to him. But as the seed continued to move through his insides, Bheni remembered his words. "Now it's your turn". And he noticed the dark presence growing within him.

As soon as Teryx broke the kiss, Bheni's stomach gurgled, and black slime started to come out from his maw. He tried to cover his mouth, but despite that, the slime continued coming out. Rather than dripping from the sides and onto the ground, the substance got stuck to his body and moved all over it, covering him the same way it did with Teryx. The black dragon got back to his knees to contemplate the scene, without pulling out his cock. With a devious smile on his face, he stared at the way Bheni struggled against the transformation, despite being too late to stop it. The slime hardened, and the rubber suit took shape: its color was completely dark, with blue stripes on his arms and shoulders. Both horns became larger. All of his muscles grew, almost matching his master's. Teryx couldn't contain a moan as even Bheni's hole tightened around his throbbing shaft.

When he pulled out his cock, he went on and helped Bheni to get up. The new rubber dragon had some trouble getting used to his new body. While he didn't grow wings, and the suit had a different color, in all the other aspects he was a perfect reflection of Teryx. Just the way it was supposed to be.

"You are perfect," Teryx complimented him.

"This body feels different. It still needs development."

"There will be time for that. Right now there are other things we must take care of," he said, looking back at the tent. Luckily, Jello was still snoring inside. "That one said he can't be controlled."

"I remember he said that's called a Slime Dragon. It looks like he knows a lot about them," Bheni mentioned, referring to himself. "I believe he knows a way to beat him."

"Good. Let's make sure they know what they're facing."

Standing in the middle of the river, YongSeop meditated in silence. With his arms crossed, the orange dragon focused on the water movement across his body. It was a cleansing process, a way to keep his mind and body free from carnal pleasures. Through slow breaths, he reduced his heartbeat and became fully aware of his surroundings. The river washed away the pain and stress from the journey.

It was hard to keep his inner peace. The whispers and mean looks, the feeling of being unwanted no matter where he went. His task was noble, but people didn't see that. They only believed what others said about the Church. If only people could see what the Church had done for them.

But at the end of the day, it didn't matter. YongSeop was proud of his work. He knew he was doing a service to the entire Realm, and that one day people would see that, even if it didn't happen during his generation.

"YongSeop!"

From the moment he heard Jello's voice he knew something had happened. The dragon opened his eyes and saw his friend running towards him, struggling to put on his robe.

"They're gone! They took the collar and left!" Jello stopped, breathless. In his expression, YongSeop saw a mixture of anger and horror.

"How did it happen?"

"I don't know! One of them might be a Thief. I was under a paralyzing effect when I woke up."

YongSeop walked out of the river and took his loincloth from the ground. "We underestimated our target. If both of them are gone it means the demon managed to infect them at a higher rate than what we anticipated."

"Which makes it more dangerous than we thought. I found a trace leading to the East."

"We passed an abandoned farm before setting camp. They might be hiding there."

YongSeop didn't waste time putting on the rest of his clothes. He ran in the direction Jello mentioned, followed by the slime dragon. One infected was enough trouble, but two would make things worse. And while the last thing he wanted was a fight, if there was no other choice they would have to take down both Hunters to prevent the demon from spreading its influence. That was the main reason why people distrust the Church, and that was the one thing YongSeop hated doing the most.

They reached the farm some minutes later. Jello was right, YongSeop noticed a weak magic scent in the air. Hunters were particularly good at hiding, and if one of them was truly a Thief, it would be even better for them. Under the moonlight, the duo had an advantage, and it wouldn't surprise YongSeop if they had set up a trap. But they had no time for precautions.

"What's the plan, boss?" Jello asked.

"You go and check the house. I'll check the barn. If you find them, don't hesitate. A cleansing ritual is no longer an option."

"I'm gonna fry their insides as soon as I see any of them," Jello didn't hide his excitement over the idea of banishing a demon by brute force.

"Hunters aren't a match for any of us, but if needed, we send a signal. Got it?"

"Yes, sir."

With that said, Jello ran towards the house, trying to stay down in case they were watching. YongSeop did the same and approached the barn. It was a shame he had to end that way since he started to like those two. But he couldn't afford to lose them and let a demon spread his influence over the Realm.

As he got closer to the barn, he noticed a strong musk coming from it. Covering his nose did nothing, and the smell became stronger as soon as he reached the door. He tried to pay attention, but it was hard to ignore a smell so familiar, and yet, one he couldn't identify. A direct approach might not work, so the dragon decided to enter the barn as quietly as possible, pushing the door just enough for him to walk in. Inside, he found some old farming tools and empty wooden barrels. There was a huge opening on the roof, with vines hanging from the sides, coming from an old tree next to the barn. Magic was stronger there, just like the musk, but the dragon couldn't pinpoint its exact location.

He stayed in the shadows, fist ready to apply a Counter to any attack that he might receive. But nothing happened. However, he finally heard heavy breathing coming from the other side of the barn. He found two shadowy figures, and he knew those were Teryx and Bheni. YongSeop got ready to cast a dashing attack, but before he could mutter the spell, the silhouettes took shape, and the scene petrified the monk.

On the other side of the barn, he found two black dragons. The larger dragon was laying over a haystack, and the other was sitting over him. No, more precisely, he was riding his cock. YongSeop immediately recognized the musk; it was the smell of sex, sweat, and cum. The two Hunter had been fucking at the barn for who knows how long, but it had been enough to fill the building with their scent.

None of them noticed his presence, or if they did, they didn't care. The one on top moaned softly while riding the other's cock, moving with an intense passion. It was clear he enjoyed it, and he didn't stop his pace for a second. The other dragon, taller and stronger, had his lover held by the hips, helping him to keep his rhythm.

The scene was disgusting. Two males fucking like animals in a place like that. It was immoral. That was exactly what the Church wanted to prevent. YongSeop knew it was his job to stop any kind of immoral act from spreading over the Realm. And yet, he couldn't do anything but gaze at the scene. Two male dragons fucking. As he paid attention to the act, he even heard the slapping sounds each time the smaller dragon sat over his lover's lap. And the musk tempted him to get closer. The smell was delicious. It had been so long since the last time he got to smell something like that.

He shook his head. Those thoughts had been locked in for years, and they should remain like that. What he was seeing was immoral and it had to be stopped. But... he couldn't bring himself to do it. The Church taught him to resist those urges, and yet, he couldn't mutter a spell or send the signal to ask for Jello's help. He wanted to see the scene--no, he wanted to be part of it.

His eyes met with the smaller dragon's. The submissive and helpless expression made his heart skip a beat. YongSeop found that face impossible to resist, and the more he looked at him, the more he wanted to have him on top. He swallowed and approached the scene until he walked into the moonlight coming from the roof. The taller dragon noticed his presence too; he smiled at YongSeop and humped faster into his lover's ass until he couldn't stop himself from moaning. They were inviting him. They wanted him to be a part of it. YongSeop felt something growing in his groin, a sensation long forgotten.

God, how much he wanted that. How much he needed that. Dozens of memories locked away resurfaced. Desires he promised not to follow anymore came back to him. He remembered the past he buried after he met the Church, and he asked himself why he put that life behind...?

"You know what's the thing I like the most about this body?" Jello broke the moment with a question that YongSeop couldn't understand. He turned to face his friend, finding him taking off his robe. "As long as you don't hit the core, nothing can hurt it. So I can do anything I want, and this body will be fine."

The robe fell to the floor, revealing Jello's naked body. But there was something wrong, something YongSeop only noticed when the slime dragon walked into the moonlight.

"And I just discovered a bunch of new things I can do with this body," Jello's voice turned into a deeper tone, a sinister one he didn't recognize.

YongSeop watched in horror at Jello's body. Dozens of small black tendrils spread throughout his entire body like a nervous system, all of them connected to a golden collar in the middle of his chest. The dragon's expression turned into a smug, almost cynical smile, while his eyes shone like two gold coins.

"That's impossible..." YongSeop muttered.

"Oh, but it is possible. He can't stop me if I'm literally inside him. All I needed was the help of two little hunters."

Teryx and Bheni stopped his sexual act and went over YongSeop. Their higher agility allowed them to subdue the monk before he could anything to defend himself. The orange dragon fell to his knees, with both arms held by the duo of hunters. When he took a better look, he saw both of them covered in the same rubbery suit Teryx had that afternoon.

"So you managed to infect them."

"The big one was gone from the moment he put on the collar," Teryx replied from his left with the same voice. "That's all I needed."

"I had to pretend so you two wouldn't figure it out," the same deep voice came from Bheni's mouth. YongSeop immediately understood he was dealing with a Hivemind.

The infected slime dragon approached YongSeop. From his groin, a long cock started to take shape, shiny wet and black as midnight. "I know you won't fall that easily. You've been training for this. But I'll be more than happy to take my time with you."

The demon rubbed his cock against YongSeop's face. The orange dragon closed his eyes and tried to ignore it. It was odorless, but it surprised him how real the skin felt. Even when he felt it trying to slide between his lips, the monk refused it with ease. All the demon was trying to do was humiliate him, a weak attempt to break through his defenses.

"Oh, are you pretending you don't like this?" Teryx asked. Jello pulled YongSeop's head by the mane, forcing him to look up at him. "I can see into his memories. And I know you've been craving this. You like acting like the better person, but no matter how many hours you spend meditating, you can't deny you want this."

"I am above any carnal pleasure," YongSeop spat at him.

Rather than being offended, the trio laughed at his reply. "No one is above lust," Bheni exclaimed.

From under Jello's paws, dozens of slime tentacles spread across the floor, creating a spiderweb pattern behind YongSeop. Four tentacles wrapped around his ankles and wrists, pulling him back to his paws and forcing him to keep both legs spread and arms raised.

"I told you, I've discovered a bunch of new things this body is capable of."

Jello retreated, leaving Teryx and Bheni to take his place. Teryx stood behind him, giving slow licks to YongSeop's neck. "And you're about to find out," Teryx said.

YongSeop gasped with surprise as soon as he felt Teryx's tongue licking under his tail. He tried to lash him away, but another tentacle took care of keeping his tail in place, leaving his hole exposed for Teryx to enjoy. He struggled to break free from his binding, but the more he fought, the stronger the tentacles wrapped around his limbs until he had no choice but to stop.

A deep growl came from his throat. Teryx was drawing circles with his tongue around his hole while pressing against it to move inside. As if that wasn't enough, Bheni knelt in front of him to attack his slit, shoving his maw inside it as soon as he took off the loincloth.

His entire body trembled from the intense pleasure, a sensation he hadn't felt in a long time. Through meditation, he managed to keep himself away from carnal pleasures for years, as his training labeled lust as a weakness. But now, closing his eyes wouldn't stop the avalanche of sensations his body experienced. With two long tongues licking and stimulating his most erogenous areas, it was almost impossible to ignore it. Despite that, he tried. YongSeop closed his eyes and tried to put his focus on something else, on a way to get out of that situation.

It proved an impossible task. After years of not having any sexual encounters, feeling that kind of pleasure again was too much for him to handle. His legs trembled as both tongues invaded his insides. He fought not to moan, clenching his fangs together. And while he managed to do so, the rest of his body refused to follow his commands. 12 inches of fat cock came out of his slit, much to Bheni's surprise, who immediately took the shaft between his hands and closed his lips around the tip. On the other side, Teryx was having a great time fucking his tight entrance with his tongue, shoving it in and out at a faster pace. His saliva, a black slimy substance, ran down his thighs.

YongSeop clenched his fists. The pleasure had become unbearable. No amount of training could have prepared him for something like that. He looked at the demon and his mocking expression made him realize he was fighting a lost battle. Surrender, that was what his face said. Give up. Submit. The more he looked at him, the stronger that voice in his head became. The demon was stronger than he anticipated.

All it took was one moan. One long and loud moan of pleasure was all YongSeop could utter. Before he could close his mouth again, a long black tentacle went deep into his throat. The orange dragon didn't do anything to stop it; he blushed in surprise, then closed his lips around the slimy shaft as it started to fuck his maw.

The demon laughed as he had finally broken through the monk's defenses. "Good. Good! You should accept it. You've been craving this for so long. And I'll be glad to please you to your heart's content."

Teryx stood up and leaned YongSeop forward. The tentacles around his wrists hold him firmly to keep the monk in place while Teryx positioned his thick cock against the loose entrance. His length was threatening, longer and thicker than YongSeop's. Even the long rimming session wasn't enough, and his entrance put on some resistance when the tip of his cock tried to make its way in. A deep, muffled growl came from YongSeop while he endured the pain of having something that big after a long time. Teryx's face had no expression, but his trembling body reflected his struggle to not cum at that precise moment. But after some long seconds, the head went in, accompanied by a long moan from Teryx. After that, the entire shaft slid in more easily, one inch after another, until he was balls deep inside YongSeop's ass.

Under the monk, Bheni was happily drinking each drip of pre that came from his delicious cock. The salty taste and musk had the smaller dragon dripping all over the barn's floor. He took a deep breath and let the rest of YongSeop's cock slide into his maw, keeping his lips pressed around its girth. When Teryx started to fuck his hole, it also pushed his cock deep into Bheni's throat, giving him a full pleasure course.

Now YongSeop wanted to moan. He wanted to moan and scream and roar from the pleasure. But the tentacles forbid him from doing so. All that came from his maw were muffled moans and squishy sounds from deepthroating the black tentacle. He could barely breathe. Tears crowded his eyes; he tried to convince himself those were tears of shame when in reality they were of pleasure. His pride got crushed the same way Teryx crushed his prostate with every thrust. And the more they pleased him, the more he fell into the demon's grasp.

"Yes, give up. This is the life you always wanted." The voice in his head was louder. He felt its embrace, and it made YongSeop feel safer. It was a safety the Church never offered him. The safety and happiness of being himself.

Jello, fully merged with the demon, fed YongSeop with his seed through the tentacle in his maw. Forced to swallow the dark slime, the corruption started from within. YongSeop felt its presence stronger with every passing second, and he enjoyed that sensation. It filled his mind with fantasies and desires blocked for years.

Behind him, Teryx growled as he started to hump harder and faster. Both hands held YongSeop from the hips to keep him in place as his cock continued drilling deep into his ass. The wet, slapping sounds of each thrust excited him even more. The monk was bigger and stronger than him, and yet he was the one taking his shaft. That size difference was delightful, an unusual sight that he was lucky enough to enjoy. And it was all thanks to that lusty demon. "Good work, boy. Show me how much you love this," he heard a voice whispering by his side, followed by two invisible hands running all over his chest, with long, sharp claws. Its presence was massive, and it became bigger the more he fucked YongSeop. It fed on the pleasure, and Teryx was honored to feed it.

Bheni was under the same influence. But rather than the voice, the young dragon heard the moans and huffs of an invisible being fucking him from behind. It held his head to force him to keep sucking YongSeop's cock, while its massive member invaded his insides with each thrust. Knelt under the monk, Bheni trembled as what was left of his sanity vanished, only to be replaced by a never-ending lust. That was the place in which the demon always wanted him: on his knees, showing males and females alike the wonders of the demon's powers. And the pleasure he was enjoying would be the demon's reward for being loyal and obedient. Such was the reward that Bheni was the first one to reach his orgasm. With YongSeop's cock deep inside his throat, Bheni started to cum all over the floor and the dragons' paws, a massive load that quickly made a puddle around them.

While the little dragon came under him, YongSeop felt something coming out from the sides of his maw. It was the same black slime that covered the other two. The monk trembled. The slime was cold and sticky at first, but as it moved over his scales, it started to solidify, pressing firmly against his body; it was like wrapping a piece of cloth too tight. But it wasn't uncomfortable. His body started to heat up as the rubber suit took shape. There were no words to describe the happiness and the pleasure it caused. And it became too much for him to endure. He finally reached his climax while the slime continued making its way down, an intense orgasm that Bheni was forced to swallow and that Teryx prolonged with each thrust against his prostate. But his load was too big for the young dragon, and it came out from the sides of his maw, covering his face and chest in sticky and hot dragon cum.

Teryx couldn't hold it any longer either, not with YongSeop squeezing his cock like that. The Hunter held the dragon and gave one last thrust just in time to breed him with a massive load of his seed. He was the only one free to express his pleasure, so he did it with a long and loud roar that made the entire barn tremble. The rubber suit tightened up around his body as he came more and more, until his cum finally leaked out of YongSeop's hole, running down his legs and joining the warm puddle on the ground.

The trio of rubber dragons stayed in that position for a moment, holding to the lingering pleasure left by their orgasms. Bheni was the first one to move aside, giving YongSeop's cock one last lick before the slime covered it up. He crawled away and sat on the floor. Teryx then pulled out his cock, leaving the rest of his cum to leak out of the loose hole. Finally, YongSeop fell to his knees when Jello retired the tentacles holding him up, leaving the one in his maw for last. The rubber suit sealed while he was on the ground recovering his breath.

The demon gave a careful look at his creations. Three perfectly suited dragons, no longer able to think for themselves. He was proud of his work. Teryx did an excellent job, but ultimately, taking control of Jello made things way easier. It was almost ridiculous that a barbaric solution like shoving the collar inside Jello's body would work so well--but it did, much to the demon's surprise. And that being couldn't be more grateful for that--the rubber he created, mixed with Jello's power, was much stronger. He was confident that no ritual would ever break the seal. Teryx, Bheni, YongSeop, and Jello belonged to him now. And it was just the beginning.

"Arise, my children," the demon called, and the three dragons followed his command immediately. "We have been blessed with the freedom of being ourselves. No one and nothing would ever stop us from fulfilling our fantasies and desires. This world belongs to us, and you belong to me."

It was an exciting sight. The black slime dragon, or the demon living within him, huffed loudly at the delicious image of three rubber dragons, wrapped tight in shiny suits with slimy black, throbbing cocks.

"Now, go and bless this world with your seed. Bring me more subjects. Let's break the chains of this society."

The three rubber dragons smiled and nodded, happy to serve their new master.

A couple of weeks later, far from the forest where they met for the first time, YongSeop knelt as he finished his report. The Elders before him--a bull, a lion, and a bear, dressed in white robes--inspected the Monk carefully, then, their eyes met with the two Hunters behind him. According to YongSeop, they decided to join the Church after their gruesome battle against the demon.

The bull stood up from his throne and cleared his throat. "We underestimated our foe and sent two valuable warriors without the required information. This clearly put you at a disadvantage."

"We decided to put our trust in their experience," the lion growled, clearly disappointed after hearing the report. "It was their duty to fulfill the expectations regardless of the disadvantage."

"Experience alone doesn't guarantee the success of a mission," the bear exclaimed. Judging by the tone of his voice, he was the one in charge. "Yes, they have expectations to fulfill, but we authorized this hunt based on a rumor and with no information about their target. If there is someone to blame for the death of our child Jello, it must be us."

"Let's not forget, death and failure it's always a possibility, regardless of the experience," the bull added. "Our Children know this, and they still decide to follow up on our orders. This shall be a lesson for all of us."

The lion grumbled and looked away. He had nothing else to say. After seeing this, the bear gave Teryx and Bheni a welcoming smile. "What really matters here is that they took down the demon. Not only that, YongSeop recruited two more members to our cause."

"It would be an honor to be a part of the Church, sir," Bheni said, leaning his head forward.

"You already are. And I believe you two will do an excellent job. Now, YongSeop, would you kindly lead them to their quarters? Your training will begin tomorrow morning. We can't wait to see what you're capable of."

YongSeop stood up and nodded. He then left the Chamber, followed by Teryx and Bheni. The Elders took one last look at the new recruits as they left, before going back to their usual chattering.

The heavy steps echoed through the hall as the trio of dragons advanced, walking at the same pace, like obedient drones. YongSeop's eyes shone like golden coins, and a devious smile appeared on his face.

"Destroying the Church from the inside might be easier than we thought," he said.

"Amazingly, they didn't notice a thing," Teryx added.

"They might have the age, but they lack the experience. It's more than obvious that we have to release their Cleaners from this duty," Bheni continued.

"Indeed. A leader that hasn't walked into the battlefield has no right to call himself a leader. They deserve something better."

"And we'll be happy to give them their freedom," the demon's voice said in their heads.

The "official" version was that Jello sacrificed his life to contain and banish the demon from this Realm. Due to his nature, his physical body vanished after his core was destroyed. It was an excellent excuse, and the trust the Elders had in YongSeop prevented any further investigation of their mission.

Far from that, the demon living deep inside the helpless slime dragon Jello laughed. He couldn't have found a Realm better than that one, full of proud and stubborn heroes looking for fame and glory. Rumors of a mysterious creature living inside an abandoned farm spread quickly around the cities, attracting adventurers from everywhere. The plan worked just as he wanted. YongSeop, Teryx, and Bheni would stop the Church from meddling while feeding the rumor of the demon's presence, taking down Cleaners and adventurers alike.

The demon slime dragon took a good look at the dumb Paladin who decided to walk all alone inside his lair. The red dragon had his maw, slit, and ass occupied by the sticky tentacles. He squirmed with pleasure after reaching his third orgasm. It was fun enough that he'd decided to prolong his "torture" as much as he could before transforming him. After all, they all deserved a good "punishment".