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This is an adult story not meant for readers under the age of 18; continue at your own risk.

This story contains the following: Hyper, Inflation, Solo/Masturbation, Desperation, Lots of Sexual Fluids and Magic Gone Haywire. If you do not like some of those things then stop here.

Dyyor (Die-or) is a Drake-class, Western Dragon with dark-brown scales, dark-green spots and a red, Mohawk-like mane. He is adept in a few spells and wants to learn more, but he can be impatient and rush things. The setting is inside his personal cave, where he keeps his meager hoard and a collection of spells and potions.

Flying, one of the greatest experiences any living creature can have, and it is one experience dragons are born for. Dyyor loved everything about it, the crisp, cool air flowing through his red mane, the sight of everything on the ground being so tiny, the- A bug flew up his nose and caused him to veer off-course and crash into a tall tree. He shuffled around inside the tree and popped his head out, snorting the bug out with a not so amused look on his face. Okay, maybe not 'everything', he thought with a scoff, letting himself slide down from the tree and land on the ground like a large cat. A stroll through the forest it is, he mused, passing by other creatures going about their daily lives. It was nice not being feared all of the time; he liked this area better than the previous one outside of a village. He wasn't even mean by nature; the villagers hated him just for being a dragon.

Finally he made it back to his cave, it looked a little rundown on the outside, but that was how he liked it. Inside he had a few small piles of treasure, nothing major like gold or jewels, but instead shiny trinkets from devices the humans were making over the decades. Fascinating creatures, humans, creating things that moved almost on their own and powered by coal and hot water of all things! Humans didn't need to tap into their magical potential to carve themselves into history, they had tools for such matters and they were good at using them.

He sauntered past a pile of gears and screws, flicking another cog from his tail onto the pile. He approached his 'library', if it could be called that, it was a large room with only a couple bookshelves and a table with potions and ingredients. He had managed to collect a fairly decent number of spell tomes and scrolls throughout his life, most were borrowed, some may or may not have been stolen, he even had a locked book he couldn't find a key for. He used his tail to lift the satchel from his back and placed it on the ground, then proceeded to rummage around inside for the prize he had acquired at a local (dragon loving) marketplace. Finally he found the object he was looking for, pulling out a rather large spell tome. His magical skill was fair but lacking, only consisting of about 3 or 4 mastered spells, so he wanted to expand his knowledge.

He set the book down on the potions table and brushed off the cover, the title read: Reality Distortion for the Magically Inclined, a subtle enough title he figured. The book opened with a labored crackling of the spine, to the index page. Several different spells were listed: Time Displacement, Beggars' Flight (some kind of flight spell for wingless creatures he assumed),and Humanoid Augmentation (he wondered what that could possibly be). One spell caught his eye, it was curtly labeled Intensifying Growth, he turned to the page it was on, according to the text it was 'meant to stimulate the cells and cause growth of....' He blushed as he read on, had he acquired a... sex aid manual? He continued to read, there were spells on productivity, lasting longer, increasing primal desires. Dyyor could feel himself getting a little warm at the thought of what some of these spells could be used for, and he found his curiosity peaking.

These spells would be a wonderful addition to his 'personal' collection, along with some of the potions he had found for just such occasions. "Hmm, do I dare?" he wondered aloud, he was alone in his cave for now, a certain someone was out hunting and wouldn't be back for half a day. Thinking about it for another minute, he took a deep breath and decided to give it a try. Picking out 5 spells and rummaging for a few choice potions from the table drawers, he gathered everything up on the floor far away from anything that could get burned or otherwise ruined by his testing. He learned back when he was practicing with fire teleportation that just because he doesn't get burned it doesn't mean nothing else does, it took him weeks to clean up the ashes.

After the preparations were made, he lay down in front of the book and began reading the warnings and steps to cast the spells, starting with Humanoid Augmentation. The book read: This spell is designed to transform a Quadra-pedal or otherwise feral creature into a bipedal or anthropomorphic creature (i.e. a wolf would become a werewolf). Direct physical contact with the subject is required to cast the spell, if the intended target is the caster; they simply need to concentrate on themselves. The spell lasts for a day at most but can wear off sooner depending on stress or fatigue. WARNING: This spell is not recommended to be used in combination with another body modification spell, as this may cause unexpected results (i.e. uncontrollable transformation). Dyyor skimmed further on; once he found the incantation he closed his eyes and concentrated on his body, thinking the words. Once the incantation was complete he could feel a searing sensation radiating from his head and chest, spreading through his body.

Once the sensation stopped he opened his eyes slowly, almost begrudgingly. He looked down at his body; he was a bit smaller now, not as tall and his legs were now... arms? He got up and looked himself over; his physique was well toned and sleek, his wings were shifted more towards his back and his tail was considerably shorter. His paws-turned-hands with 5 fingers, like what humans had, same for his legs, becoming feet with 5 toes. "This is... interesting." He said to himself, stretching out his new, smaller wings.

He sat back down and continued reading, next was the Stimulated Growth spell. It involved concentration again, and recommended not mixing with other modification spells. Annoying things, warnings, always getting in the way of fun, he ignored the warning and cast the spell on himself. The burning sensation returned, this time staying centralized in his torso, his abdominals and pectorals began to increase slowly in size. After he felt there was enough increase he refocused the target areas to be his arms and legs and made them increase uniformly. Once that was done, he looked himself over and started to get turned on, his dragon-hood was beginning to stiffen and he loved the feeling. His member, once a foot and a half as a dragon, was now 9 inches long, he grinned slyly and focused the magical energy to his member. His cock began growing slowly, gaining length and girth and it felt amazing!

He stopped paying attention to the spell and moved on to the next spell, Potent Production. This one was timed and didn't require concentration, he just had to cast it, sit back and enjoy. Once it was casted he laid back, propped up on his new arms, and reviled in the warm sensation in his cock and balls. His member was now a foot long and his balls were about 4 inches in diameter each, he reached over and grabbed a potion labeled Euphoria and drank it. The potion causes an increase in pleasure while at the same time making the drinker last 10 times longer, it was a rare find and he only had 2 bottles of it. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling, increasing the amount of energy he was putting into the Growth spell, he didn't notice the Production spell had also increased in strength.

After a bit more time, his member was back to its original foot and a half-length and his balls were around 8 inches in diameter, the feeling of them being so big and plump just made him even hornier. He moved on to the next spell he had chosen, Rubber Transfusion, the book said it made the flesh have an elastic quality, allowing for stretching and preventing tearing. He had one fantasy he always wanted to try but knew it would turn out terribly due to physical limits, with this spell it should be possible. He cast the spell and once the burning sensation faded he leaned back and reached towards his cock, grasping it firmly at the base and stroking up and down. He gasped at his own touch; he had forgotten how good the Euphoria makes this feel, he moved his other hand down to his balls to feel their fullness in ecstasy.

After pumping his member for a few minutes his pre was starting to flow almost full force, just what he was after. He leaned a little ways forward and placed his lips on the head of his cock, the warmth of his own mouth sending shivers up his spine as he began to suckle at it, enjoying the mildly salty taste. Continuing his self-blowjob, Dyyor reached for the book to cast the final spell, Speed Time. Upon casting the spell, an ethereal clock appeared within arm's length; he took hold of the minute hand with a claw and dragged it forward from the 1 to the 3. A barrier burst forth from the clock and encircled him, according to the book the spell increases time within the barrier times the number selected by the user, maximum being 12 times normal time. With the time being 3 times faster than normal, the previous spells he had cast sped up as well, much faster than his own magic would have made them go.

His mind was in overdrive, the amount of pleasure was staggering, he had completely stopped focusing on the spells and as a result they were acting on their own. Tricky thing, magic, it can have a will of its own and depending on the type of spell it might even have a bad sense of humor. The Growth spell took over his torso and limbs while the Production spell continued its prior course, just 3 times faster. At this point his cock was 2 and a half feet long, fitting snuggly and deeply into his mouth, and his balls were at about a foot and a half in diameter each. Dyyor reached for another potion, this one was one he doubted he needed but was glad to have it after all, Instant Gills.

He pulled off his cock to take a quick swig of the liquid, fighting against an extremely annoying itchy sensation as his new gills grew. He then went back to work sucking his own member without worrying about whether he could breathe, allowing himself to go deeper. His pre was flowing even faster now, he was still able to keep up with it but starting to feel overwhelmed; his stomach was beginning to bloat out. No matter how much his muscles continued growing, the amount of pre he was gulping down was making his stomach grow out faster. The growth spell moved back to his member, causing it to go deeper into his maw and throat, no need to swallow at this point so he just leaned back and let it go.

His balls were so big now that they just overlapped his legs, like a large sloshing pillow, his stomach was also getting to be as big as he was. He always loved inflation, to be filled up with liquids or air just made him so horny, but he would always get a slight painful feeling every time he tried to do it. To finally succeed and get this big was bringing so much pleasure to him that his eyes were rolling back in his head and he was straining to moan past his thick cock.

Before he could stop it, the Humanoid spell stopped working and he suddenly started shifting back to his normal form. His huge member gained its original length on top of its current size and the rest of his body changed to accommodate for his stomach and muscles. His neck lengthened, forcing his member deeper still into his throat, thankfully his gills remained. He was forced to roll over onto his belly due to his wings going back to their original size and position, his distended belly was so large he could barely touch the ground with his now back to normal paws. His balls were also resting on the ground behind him, beginning to get tighter and more spherical in shape; not so squishy anymore.

It was at this point the Growth spell got a clever idea, the book glowed slightly red and began floating over to Dyyor. He eyed it warily, he had heard of this happening before where a spell takes control of objects within its will. The book opened and began flipping its pages to a spell labeled Growing Smaller and Shrinking Bigger, his eyes grew wide as he read what the spell could do, trying to shake his head and refuse the contract with the spell. The book glowed brighter and he could feel the spell taking effect, still shaking his head he began to shrink in overall size but still keeping his endowments and the contents of his stomach.

As his body shrunk, so did his throat, causing it to constrict on his member even tighter but still stretching to accommodate. His stomach was several times larger than him now; he couldn't even touch the ground, not even with his tail. His cock had to be about 5 feet long now and at least a foot thick, his balls were the size of his belly each. He tried to reach for the book to find the Primary Cancelation spell, but it was too far away for his now small arms to get to. The Growth spell then communicated with the Time spell, making it tick forward to 5 times normal time. Dyyor's eyes grew wide as the flow of pre shot out stronger than before, making his belly swell exponentially faster, his cock and balls also grew faster.

He wasn't sure how much bigger he could get, luckily his cave was gigantic, but he was still worried about his size, how long would it take to recover from this? The growing effects were still active and going at top speed, his balls were proper spheres now and his belly was jutting out every direction, his legs were useless now. The book floated over to him and opened to a blank page, words began appearing and read: Warnings are there for a reason :) . His eyes widened as he figured out what the message meant, if his mouth wasn't so full he would have apologized and put a sheepish look on his face, made a fool by a book of all things!

The Euphoria began to wear off at this point and he felt the full effects of all of his endowments, his limit was about to be reached any moment. The size spell reversed just as he was about to climax, he returned to his normal size but his belly and endowments followed. He then felt a large rush flow over him and his orgasm was the strongest he had ever felt before. Cum flowed with the force of a fire hose and his belly grew faster than ever, his balls began to shrink at the same rate.

Finally after 3 minutes his orgasm tapered off to a trickle, Dyyor focused what little energy he had left to reverse the Growth and Production spells and got his cock to pop out of his mouth. He took a proper breath and shouted, "Fuuuuuck that was amazing, I got to try that again sometime!"