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Hypnovember 2023 Day 8: Clothes/Uniform

Written by: TiranMaster

Commissioned by: chris388

Nicholas laid back on his couch, relaxed, the TV playing some random show that he wasn't paying too much attention to. It was late in the evening, the sun already having set leaving the room dark without the lights lit. He smiled to himself, enjoying the peace and quiet, the background noise of the TV setting a relaxed mood. He rubbed his stomach, considering grabbing himself a bite to eat when there was a knock on the door. Glancing towards his door, he considered ignoring it due to the late hour... but his curiosity peaked, so he stood up and walked over to open the door.

When the man looked outside though, there was nobody there, Nicholas growled as he thought he'd been pranked by some teens... before he noticed the package laying on the floor. The package was addressed to him, though whoever had delivered it must have sprinted off in a hurry. "Strange..." he said to himself, he didn't remember ordering anything recently... but he'd ordered things in the middle of the night before and forgotten them the next day. So he shut the door and walked back into his living room, opening the patch at a tear mark before sliding out the contents.

There was no note or receipt within, but instead there was a luxurious pair of underwear with a fascinating texture on them. They were boxers with a black scaled pattern on them, and the material slid through Nicholas' fingers with a luxurious texture. "Wow... these are... really nice," he muttered to himself... and he was struck by the desire to put them on. He glanced towards the window, but it was covered with a curtain... and he was allowed to do whatever he wanted in his house.

With a slightly giddy laugh, Nicholas dropped his shorts and underwear, revealing himself as he slipped on the new underwear, grunting with satisfaction as they cupped him quite well. "Dang... someone really must have wanted to give me a nice gift," he chuckled, suddenly feeling a bit embarrassed at how excited he'd gotten over slipping on the underwear.

The TV flicked to an infomercial, the narrator had a deep and mesmerizing voice, one that echoed through the room despite the fact that the volume was turned down. "Go on, take a seat." The voice entreated, and without a thought Nicholas did just that, still only wearing his underwear and a t-shirt. "Get really comfortable, take off that dirty shirt you're wearing." He did that too, though the moment the shirt landed on the floor Nicholas felt confused, why had he followed the TV's command?

His gaze finally turning towards the television, Nicholas' breath halted as he saw the image of a black dragon, sprawled out on a bed of gold, his eyes gleaming with a luminescent green color. "Wow... that is... an impressive ad," he laughed nervously, suddenly feeling strangely small as the dragon stared towards him. It was just a TV show ad, nothing more, he knew that... so why did he feel like he was pinned down by those sharp eyes.

The camera feed drew in closer to the dragon, cutting off much of his body and the gold pile beneath him to focus in on his head. "I've been looking for new subjects, I've not had enough to polish my many scales and the precious gems of my hoard. You might do..." the dragon growled, his muzzle pulling into a smile. The sharp teeth glinted and gleamed, strangely entrancing in their dangerous edge, Nicholas' mind went a bit fuzzy as he imagined how nice it might be to polish the dragon's scales... wax his teeth. His underwear grew warm, his cock stiffening under the fabric, causing it to rustle as Nicholas reoriented himself.

For a moment Nicholas' hand drifted towards the remote, he felt uncomfortable, something was wrong here... "Did I say you can move, whelp? the dragon snarled, the sound making the room rumble, a hint of fire danced in his mouth. Nicholas' hand immediately yanked back to his side, a small moan escaping him as his underwear grew warmer. Something about being talked to like that, being bossed around... it aroused him. He let out a moan before blinking his eyes a few times, knocking hints of green from his gaze as he stared at the TV once more.

"Little things like you are always so eager to please, aren't you?" the dragon purred, looking satisfied as he gazed through the monitor at Nicholas. This had to be a dream... right? He couldn't really be getting addressed by the dragon... and yet his head started to bob in affirmation. "I thought so, you were born to serve dragons, after all. With that little body, you need a big dragon like myself to protect you."

The underwear was growing so warm now, scalding even, Nicholas was too entranced to notice that the scales were sliding past the hem of his underwear now. Flesh darkened and hardened, black scales forming, a tail started to push up and over the back of the underwear as he felt himself growing harder. "So big..." Nicholas muttered, his voice somehow smaller... a little pitcher?

Green seemed to seep out from the edges of the TV, a magic that poured past the edges of reality from the dragon, his eyes glowing the same brilliant color as he smiled cruelly. "I could be that dragon to keep you safe, if you pledge your life to me, your entire mind to me." The magic was crawling across the floor, towards Nicholas, reaching small tendrils of green magic towards him as if to grab him right off of the couch.

Nicholas reached towards his underwear, moaning slightly as he felt his erection, so hard... and strangely pointed. It wasn't his regular human erection, it was sharper, more draconic... why didn't that seem weird to him? The fabric's scaled texture was fading as more and more of the human's body changed, he shrunk more by the second, his features sliding into that of a reptilian creature, his eyes taking on a green hue. "If I pledge myself... you'll protect me?" he giggled, his voice now had an odd trill that resembled the dragon's, his tongue forking in the air.

"All you need to do is step through the portal, and you will belong to me, little kobold. I will make sure you will have all you need," the dragon promised, and Nicholas... couldn't remember his name. He blinked a few times, the name had been there... and then it was gone. That didn't matter, not many kobolds had names, only the older and stronger ones! He was a good kobold though, he stood up and the underwear slipped off of his smaller frame revealing his erection. He was much smaller than the human had been, able to stand on the couch easily he grinned wide.

"That sounds great, my lord!" he said in the shrill voice of a kobold, he couldn't help but stroke himself, his eyes now glowing a familiar green as he stared into the beautiful eyes of the dragon. "I just need to step through?"

"Release all of your old past, and you will be allowed to come through and forget everything but me." The kobold giggled gleefully as he did just that, jerking himself off, moaning as he threw his little reptilian head back, his tail lashing against the couch as he brought himself to climax. He shot his seed over the floor, over the discarded clothing of the human that used to be, and grinned wide as his pupils slit into a pair of fine reptilian eyes. "Join me, kobold," the dragon said, holding a clawed hand out towards the screen.

With no memories of anything but his life as a kobold, the kobold scampered towards the TV, slipping for a moment on the carpet before jumping through the magical portal that had become his TV. As the kobold leapt through, the TV winked off after him, casting the world into darkness. The only things that remained behind were the splatter of cum on the floor, the discarded clothing, and the underwear now strangely drained of color.