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The Isle of Kinoa - Part 7 By Luther

Numarcius looked behind them, they were leaking again as evidenced by the literal trail of precum they were leaving. Well at least it did the one good thing of telling them where they've been before and helping to keep from becoming lost. He and Achak had found themselves in a system of great tube-like tunnels, all smooth and circular in nature. They recalled scrawling and pictures in books and how Daniel used to tell them how a volcanic island like this could be just riddled with old lava tubes. Much to their relief they also remembered how the coyote said that the caldera had more than likely gone dormant ages ago. Still, it was an interesting sight to see themselves reflected in the dark obsidian walls surrounding them. Being able to constantly see how big they had gotten from just about every angle didn't exactly help things.

For the fifth time since leaving the room with the dragon mage and his freaky mirror they had to stop: not to rest but to calm themselves. The enhancements they received there had not diminished in the least and they feared there was a good chance this was permanent unless they could find some spell to reverse it. The wolf, long since gone pantsless, wrapped his hand around his throbbing cock to try and measure himself. Numarcius noted that not only could his fingers could no longer meet but the space between them was increasing. He was still growing thicker! Unable to resist, he slid his hand up along all two feet of the thing until he came to the base of the glans, forcing a spurt of pre to spill and hit the floor. Things weren't improving and he couldn't stop making a mess of himself.

As bad as the wolf was, Achak was even worse. The vast majority of the slick and slimy trail they left came from him. The big dragon had to walk with his back arched to keep the two continuously oozing beasts between his legs from dragging along the floor. But now he had to stop and rest, to take a few deep breaths and try to get their cocks under control and back down for a while.

They'd succeed eventually but only for a time. The two of them would only get so far before they would start growing hard again, the weight of their engorged balls pulled teasingly on the roots of their cocks. Numarcius would try to ignore his own slapping against his inner thighs as he walked and Achak's mind kept wandering back to how good it felt when he was growing before. More than once did the wolf intentionally fall behind to catch a glimpse of the dragon's rump, imagining himself stuffing it over and over. Of course this only made things worse. But maybe if he moved quick and pounced on it? The dragon was just as needy, likely he wouldn't even try to stop him if he-

"Hey wolf, I think there's something up ahead!" Achak called back to him, snapping Numarcius back to reality.

Right as the thoughts began to become irresistible they had stumbled onto something. A strangely warm and inviting light danced ahead amid a curious room. The big area was circular, almost hemispherical, with a great natural dome yawning above them as they entered. The entire thing had those smooth and glassy walls just like the tunnel, in fact it seemed made up of a great conjunction of many such tubes, a place where they all met. There were openings leading to other tunnels in all directions in this hub of a room.

What was more, it looked like the room was quite inhabited. A warm fire had been built in the far side of the room in one of the openings, acting as natural chimney, and a great many colorful rugs were thrown upon the floor to make it more pleasant to walk on. A desk, some chairs, a heap of pillows for sleeping, a few scattered musical instruments, and a number of bottles of unknown content: all lay scattered about haphazardly. Perfumed smoke hung in the air which came from a number of thuribles suspended from hooks driven into the walls.

"I think it's safe to assume someone lives here . . ."

A soft padding sound was heard echoing down a tunnel to the left, just barely audible over the crackling fire. Until now they weren't aware how much the sound they made carried. If they could easily hear that . . . did whoever was coming down the hall hear them too? It was like footsteps but there was a second noise just under it reminiscent of a leaking faucet.

"Well you've caught me at bit of an inopportune time," a smooth and masculine voice carried down the tunnel.

It was hard to see him at first. As a shadowy shape emerging from true shadows themselves, he blended in quite well. A white streaked shock of black hair fell down around the sides of his head and eyes, stopping at the shoulders to frame an inquisitive face whose amaranthine eyes darted back and forth between his unexpected guests. His long tail twitched expectantly and he was a mink by the look of him, though they couldn't stop looking at the further sizeable amount of mink between his legs. They saw how it stood in front of its owner yet drooped heavily, caught between that state between flaccid and hard. Round, gravid, smoke colored balls hung in place below it. If his fur was dusky then the foot and a half of perfection that was his cock was closer to true midnight, dripping seedy pearls onto the floor. It was his precum rhythmically striking the ground that made the dripping they heard.

"I wasn't really expecting company, you see," he spoke. "I just got back from visiting my harem and I'm quite spent at the moment - though you'd never guess it with the way this thing keeps going. But that doesn't mean I can't show you any hospitality! You welcome trespassers may call me Orbitus."

A time went by with nothing spoken between anyone. The two knew they had been caught and that they didn't belong here, the mink knew what they must be thinking, the wide smile making it obvious he was enjoying their internal squirming. The only thing perforating the tense silence was the constant wet pattering from the cock of their sudden host. Despite the fact that it was mutual, there was something about his that commanded their attention.

"Hmm . . . I see we're all dripping here, so I won't hold it against you for making a mess of my rugs," he winked. "I won't tell anyone if you don't --but I might be able to make some use of that." He moved swiftly to the center of the room, snatching up a flute from a nearby table along the way without missing a step. "Don't worry, it's just an instrument. I think you might like this," he said. Stopping shortly after, the mink brought it up to his lips and played a few low notes in chaotic succession.

Confusing. That wasn't a song. It was hardly anything at all! One of them would have shortly opened their mouth to question this curious action were it not for the attention arresting slapping sounds on the stone floor around them. Throughout the room some kind of green gooey stuff was dripping from the holes in the ceiling, each smacking loudly on the floor to congeal into some kind emerald colored ooze-like creature about the size of one's head. There were many of them, a few dozen at least, gathering from part to whole like raindrops on a glass pane and wiggling back and forth with a strange invested life.

"They're interesting little things. I invented them some short time ago and I'd like the test them. Their substance is an alchemical cocktail of- well, I won't bore you. But you'll find them rather erotic," Orbitus explained.

As one mind they all moved in Achak's direction. Well, all except one who remained behind at Orbitus's side. It was difficult to read a creature with no eyes but it seemed to be watching Numarcius. The wolf didn't know what to do at this point. This new development was startling but if he pulled a weapon could he win? Was there even a real reason to when all he wanted was release? This mink seemed friendly enough, especially when he looked into his eyes. The world seemed to become fuzzy and welcoming when he looked into those eyes . . .

Orbitus turned his head slightly towards the dragon to watch his fate, snapping the wolf out of it and causing him to look as well. The slimes were backing Achak towards the wall; he tried to snap his jaws at them but they were undeterred and he was almost afraid of what would happen if he actually bit into one. He grew nervous and sloppy and eventually one caught an opening. It was hard to expect something without any obvious means of locomotion to move so quickly but the thing darted like squishy lightning, slipping beneath his undercarriage.

Achak took in a sharp breath of surprise when he felt the slime impact him. He couldn't see the thing under him but he could certainly feel where it was. A cool weight had affixed itself to one of his shafts, bobbing up and down along with it. Instinct took him and he reared back onto his hind legs to try and get away or shake it off. That would prove to be a mistake as it gave the other globules a clear path to his underside. Another jumped onto his crotch and another and another. They fused with themselves, bridged the gap between his two dragonhoods, and became one unified blob engulfing his maleness. He hit the ground again to try and cover himself but now all they had to do was skirt around him until they could cling onto the growing mass under him.

He was losing thoroughly. Not only was he becoming more powerless to stop them from piling themselves beneath him but he had to admit their presence was becoming very, very enjoyable. They had warmed and began moving along his lengths. The dragon grunted. This was too much and obviously the now singular thing wasn't trying to hurt him. Nothing was worth resisting this. He just had to get off! For once he stopped fighting against the thing and worked with its movements. It was now large enough to occupy all the space below him, nearly pushing him up off the ground with him effectively buried in it to the hilt, so he just did what came natural. Achak gripped the front end of it with his forelegs and hunched over the thing, mounting it like a lover of his own size and thrusting into his new oversized cocksleeve.

"Your friend seems to be enjoying himself quite well." The mink's voice brought Numarcius back to the real world from watching such display. "When you first came in you poor things just looked in such dire need that I'd be remiss if I didn't try to help. Why don't you follow his example?"

Numarcius practically whimpered at that. The offer was more than tempting and in all honesty he didn't need much temptation to give in at this point. He nodded and dropped any remaining guard he had, the hesitating goo pounced on him and formed around his cock. He yipped and arms flew to it hold it in place, feeling it slip and undulate beneath his fingers. It felt amazing!

Then something completely unaccounted for happened. The magical chemical concoction that held together the goo began to react with something inside Achak. The weight in his testicles increased and he felt them drop lower. This feeling was only too familiar. He was growing again! He felt something in his nuts moving and beginning to work overtime doing what they did best. Their expanding size bumped up against the inside of his thighs, having since filled the area between his legs, then began to become forced apart to make room for more swelling platinum dragon sac. Achak shivered when he felt the churning undersides brush and then compress against the cold ground before they began spreading across it. Never once did he stop pushing his fat and glistening cocks in and out of his impromptu toy.

Orbitus noticed this and practically beamed. "Well this is an unexpected treat! I'm glad I wrote down that recipe! Should come in handy."

The massive pair beneath him steadily inflated, gurgling and sloshing around even as he tried to kick his legs out to find purchase on the floor. He was losing that too with his forelegs balanced atop the goo and now his hindlegs were being hoisted off of the ground by his own balls! He was no longer in control. The best he could do now was fight for balance and scratch his claw tips uselessly against the stone. The mass of ooze contacted and rippled along his lengths like a single massive muscle. Now the thing was milking him!

His frame was lifted higher as those titanic globes continued spreading out along the ground, surging larger, greedily taking more and more space. He rolled forward slightly on them, still resting upon him but now with the vast majority of their bulk behind him were they were rising like twin dirigibles. The pressure he felt inside them was amazing. It was hard to tell what ocean's worth of cum was building inside and what still had left to build! The dragon never felt more potent yet more powerlessly overburdened.

Movement and noise in front of Orbitus caught his attention. He was delighted to see that the wolf could no longer bear to stand and had fallen to his knees. The mink cracked a predatory smile at this and strutted his way over to where the wolf was thrashing in place. He enjoyed every moment of the approach: watching that huge dick of his flex again and again in blissful anguish inside its greenish slimy prison. Confirming the mink's suspicions about the properties of his pets, Obitus was glad to see the wolf's orbs gradually swelling, filling more and more space. Numarcius couldn't grab hold of himself like he wanted to so instead he had to settle for grabbing at the glob attached and run it up and down his length. Orbitus looked down as he stood over the wolf, savoring the sight of him driving his cock into this gooey fucktoy over and over as his will crumpled.

Orbitus at last cleared his throat, prompting the wolf to stop and raise his head. Numarcius's glance halted halfway though, coming face to face with the mink's big half-flaccid member hanging just inches from his nose. The wolf's eyes shifted up to Orbitus's face then back down to the dick before returning to his grinning visage. It was almost like he was waiting for something.

"Oh go on, you know you want to," Orbitus said. "Give it a little kiss."

The wolf hesitated just a second or two before he leaned in slowly and sniffed the thing, taking in its aroma, feeling the heat coming from it. It wasn't even hard and yet it was so solid and thick. While Numarcius might have been larger, as evidenced by the creature tightly stretched over his needy cock, there was a sort of undeniable deliciousness to Orbitus's that bordered on divinity to him, if the wolf dared to admit. He did as he was told, puckering his lips and touching them tenderly to the huge cockhead. It was so big . . . but so irresistible. He didn't think he could even take it into his mouth but he just had to try. Not even stopping to further consider it, he darted his tongue out to glide over the dark bulbous glans.

"No you don't!" It was pulled away from him and the poor fellow gasped in shock. "Only good wolves get to do that! You've been very naughty in trespassing like you have. Maybe when I'm done I'll keep you around as a pet and teach you how to be a good boy. Would you like that?" Orbitus tempted with this promising offer. The wolf slowly nodded his head as he recovered and the mink was reaching for a belt-leather collar next to him without breaking eye contact. He'd have another pet soon.

An undeniable looming presence fell over the mink and the wolf. The trembling mountain in the background that Achak had become could no longer be ignored. "Well that's a little more than expected . . ." said Orbitus.

It was then that the dragon finally managed to escape his excruciating need, was finally pushed over the edge from the combined sensations. Achak gasped as he watched the very visible bulges travel down his cocks until they reached the quivering tips. He fired into the goo with the force of cannons: once, twice, thrice, again and again and again! One might expect the dragon's balls to contract from it all but no, they only continued expanding as they supposedly emptied.

There was something bubbling just below the surface. The dragon felt something welling up in the base of his shafts and it was something familiar. Even as he emptied himself into the quickly bloating slime condom, he could tell what it was. I felt like -it felt he was about to cum again! But he was still riding one already, how was this even possible?

It didn't matter, it was quickly washing over him like a wave and soon he felt he was cumming twice as hard! Thicker jets streamed from the wildly shaking tips. The slime creature was rapidly distending, stretching in front of him and slowly turning a lighter and lighter shade of green as greater amounts of the dragon's cum were trapped inside. Achak wasn't stopping. Hell, Achak wasn't even slowing down: not when it burgeoned to twice his size, four times, eight times! Was this the third time Achak had came or the fourth? Was there even any time separating them at this point or what is all one continuous orgasm? The flow was constant and ever increasing. Where once one could measure the volleys fired from his cocks by the repeating bulging in the slime, now it was an ever-present distortion. The watching Numarcius finally clenched and gave in, there mere sight at how big the dragon was and the nightmarish amount he was producing drove the wolf to his own climax as he began to fill his own slime in microcosm.

Now Orbitus had expected a dragon of this size to be particularly voluminous in his orgasm but not by this much! By this point the amount of cum contained in the great balloon-like goo had more mass than the dragon's balls did many times over! There was no way he should have been physically possible to cum that much in one sitting unless . . .

"Oh hell, you've come into contact with Ryusho haven't you?" It was a rhetorical question of course, the mink already knew the answer. He didn't expect anyone to respond and nobody had the time to. He dropped his flute in realization.

There was a small but dire and piercing stretching noise that came from the overtaxed living condom. Orbitus's eyes were already glued to it, his mouth slack. Numarcius turned his head in time to see. Even Achak was able to open his eyes long enough to see despite being mentally overwhelmed. What followed was a brief period of absolute silence as everyone knew what was about to happen. It was that moment where one knew there was nothing that could be done to stop it, where time slows down almost oppressively for only a heartbeat -but it is one of the longest heartbeats of one's lifetime.

Then it happened. In slow motion one could see the point of rupture on the far side of the sphere, the cascading ripple that spread along it smoothly towards his shafts, and the humungous mass of cum still in the same somewhat spherical shape as it remained suspended for a microsecond.

Then the airburst.

Desperate uniformity dropped as the tension backlash caused the spunk to fly in all directions but not before being preceded by the shockwave, both in noise and force that staggered everyone, kicked up dust, and sent a gust of wind outward. The blast of air was merciful compared to what was next approaching.

Everything and everyone was covered in greenish slimy flecks just before the impact, just before that enormous wall of white came crashing down in huge waves. It was on top of them in seconds, it slammed waist-high into their bodies, swept under their feet, and carried them off in the tide. The torrent consumed everything: the tables, the instruments, the bottles and papers, all lost in the milky cascade.

Achak, thanks to his gargantuan size and weight was held in place as the mouth of the great flood, still spraying wildly into the air. The other two were less fortunate and were carried away. The seedy waves crashed into the far walls and doused the fire with a loud hiss. Both Orbitus and Numarcius fought to stay above 'water' as they were swept along, the current taking the mink down one tube and the wolf down another, both quickly descending like a chute to carry them off to some other chamber.

The dragon drooped his head, panting the whole time as at last his orgasm abated into a mere trickle. He slowly tried to recover from his monumental afterglow. At last he opened his eyes again to find the giant room was wet, sticky, and deserted. Neither of the others were anywhere to be found and he could see why: everything was washed away. The furniture that was too large to fall down one of the tubes were smashed or piled against them.

He was all alone.

Yet he was not alone. Dripping from the ceiling caught his attention. It wasn't his own spunk but the greenish globules of the former slimes as gravity pried them from the roof and walls to splash into the few inches of cum that had pooled and yet drained away. Achak eyed them, the previously inert chunks began to wiggle and swim through the cum to move towards one another. They stuck back together with a wet and slapping sound until they reconstituted themselves in their entirety. They swayed back and forth in the mire for a time, looking once again completely unscathed and basking in the dragon's spent essence. But soon this was not enough for them. It began to grow cool and they once more hungered for something fresh from the source.

They began to move once more, as if they had finally got their bearings and sensed the dragon was still in the room. Achak tried heaving to his left and right but all he succeeded in doing was rocking himself back and forth. It was no more use now than it was before. He was thoroughly grounded in place; his body was betraying him both by holding him prisoner and growing aroused in anticipation. His brow dropped and mouth opened a little, a tiny whine escaping as he could only watch while they sloshed along and converged on him once more. While his expression said 'no', the twin cocks rising from the cum and trailing strands of the stuff said 'yes'. Numarcius would have to continue his journey without the dragon, Achak was not going anywhere anytime soon.