A Dare Gone Wrong
(Okay, typical warnings, not meant for those under 18 or other legal age, bla bla bla, character of Thaniter copyright to me, Asheron to KarazyKitty. Enjoy.) Asheron was thinking that his choice to accept this dare might have been his stupidest choice to date.. Anyone who saw him would most likely agree. After all, anyone who agreed to climb up a mountain naked, even if it was summer, couldn't be all that bright. It wasn't even a mountain with smoothed out paths, either. In fact, as far as Asheron could tell, it hadn't been touched by human feet since the expansion era, when all the pioneers went out west. It did have the advantage of being private, though, which he appreciated at this point. Despite his reputation as a super horny guy, he wasn't exactly an exhibitionist. As he passed through the thick greenery on the slopes, he couldn't help wishing that he knew a bit more about the local flora. Each time that he brushed against a tree or walked through a cluster of vines, all he could do was hope that it wasn't poison ivy or something, rubbing against his skin. He particularly wished that when the bushes were tall enough to start rubbing against his cock and balls. After a few times of passing through those bushes, though, Asheron didn't care too much about it anymore. The plants didn't seem to be causing any negative reactions, and he had to slow down to take care of the reactions that it was causing, namely, his growing hardness. Sitting down on a nearby moss-covered rock, the young human of eighteen years let his hands drop to his cock and started stroking himself. The soft green moss under his rear was immensely comfortable, particularly a small nub that was prodding at his butt hole. Each time that he pumped up his shaft, his backstroke caused him to grind against that bit, ever so slightly opening his rear with the pressure it exerted. After only a few minutes of this, Asheron was rocking back and forth on that rock, hips thrusting forward into his hand, and then pulling back and pushing against the mossy bump underneath, sometimes pushing it into his rear slightly. It was almost like there was another person there pleasuring him, the moss beneath him warm and soft as a lover's caress, and his own hand working furiously, almost as if it were attached to another person. Moaning loudly to himself, he came, and came hard all over his hand, covering it with his hot, slick cum. Laying back down on the rock and the moss, Asheron closed his eyes and just relaxed as best he could. He had been climbing for several hours, and the exhaustion from that combined with the afterglow of that little session nearly put him to sleep. Laying against his improvised bed of geology and flora, he almost missed the sounds of other living things around him. Knowing that there were animals on this mountain that weren't always the most friendly to humans, he forced himself to get back up and keep walking towards the summit, despite how comfortable that rock felt. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jared couldn't help but stare out of the bushes that he was hiding in. Asheron, his main rival for attention down at the local college, was jerking off, in broad daylight, on the mountainside, and he had caught it on film. If Asheron had known that anyone had been around other than himself, it was doubtful that he would have stopped, but he had stopped, and he had done something so embarrassingly lustful that Jared wondered if he even needed to go through the rest of his plan. Asheron and Jared were the two most popular of the new students down at Nastin College, and the ones that most wished that they could be. However, Asheron was a bit on the shy side, and that typically gave Jared the advantage that he needed to put his rival in his place. Lately, though, the verbal bashing that he had enjoyed failed to entertain anymore, so he came up with something to put him out of the competition once and for all. Everyone at the college knew that Asheron was exceptionally body conscious, and though he would have sex with any female, and some speculated on most males, he didn't like to show off his body in public. Hell, even in high school, Asheron had been the kind of guy that skipped gym showers, though he had made a couple peaks into the girl's locker room. Jared couldn't help but chuckle at those memories. But the fact of the matter was, Asheron hated anybody seeing him that he didn't want seeing him. That was why this dare was so perfect for this. Jared had given his word to his rival that if he made it to the top of the mountain, nude, and back without stopping for clothes and without other people seeing him, he would stop with the bashing for the rest of their college career. Jared had even promised that he would keep away so that it would be easier without being watched. But Asheron had always been a bit overly trusting, and with a video camera in hand, Jared had followed him up the mountain, catching some of the best nudie shots of the other guy that had ever been seen. So far, even with the scene on the rock, he wasn't seeing what the girls were getting all excited over. The guy was barely five inches long, for heaven's sake. How could they get off on that? Sighing to himself, he got back to following his rival, knowing that he needed a few more shots to make sure that the point was made. Jared was the better one, and this would prove it to him. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The going only got harder on Asheron as he reached the final third of the climb. The lower slopes had been easy enough, if rather roundabout. The grass that was thick enough to cover the ground had made sure that he wasn't hurting himself when he walked, and he had to admit, all the plants rubbing against him had been a bit arousing. But how anyone could get that kind of feeling now was beyond him. Gone were the plants and such that covered the ground enough to provide some comfort. Gone were the different vines and such that had rubbed against his privates. Now, it was all the stone that made up the heart of the mountain, and it was back to being sheer cliffs as it probably was when the peak thrust out of the earth, making its mark on the landscape. Sighing to himself and walking over to the cliffs that he would have to climb up to make it to the summit, he winced each time he stepped on a rock, which amounted to about every other step. "From now on, no more walks without shoes...at least!" he muttered to himself, still wondering why the hell he had taken this bet. Of course, he knew the answer. Jared had been taunting him since the first day of high school, and had continued all the way into their college years. He didn't know why he was such a target for his contemporary, but he was. He had been slammed over and over by Jared, and each time he tried going to a party or joining some kind of group at any point of his life from high school on, Jared was there to block him. Shaking his head as he kept climbing, he was about halfway up the cliff to the top when he made that fatal mistake that all too many climbers make. He looked down. Looking down, all he could see was the ground at the base of the mountain. He had picked the absolute worse place to climb up, because if he made even the slightest slip, there was nothing between him and the ground at the bottom of the mountain but nearly ten thousand feet of air. It was too much for the young man, and he just couldn't hold on anymore. Asheron watched helplessly as his own hands simply began to lose their grip on the stone wall they clasped.. A finger popped loose here, and another slid out there. In less than a minute, all but a single finger on each hand had simply lost its grip. Watching as if from outside his body, Asheron saw the last two fingers, his only link to survival, slip from the mountainside and himself fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jared couldn't help but watch in fascination as Asheron slipped from the cliff. This was an even more permanent solution to the problem he had, but was it worth letting another person die? He wasn't sure, he simply wasn't. The video camera simply hanging at his side, he watched, not moving, not helping, not even reacting as Asheron fell down the sand colored cliff. The fall alone would kill him, even if there weren't some kind of spikes or something at the bottom.. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Asheron couldn't scream. The air was whipping by him far too fast for him to get enough air to let out a whisper, let alone a scream. He was hating his nudity more than ever during the fall, because despite how empty the air looked, he was proving the laws of gravity wrong by falling a lot faster than the pebbles that had slipped out with his hands. Each rock and grit of dirt that hit his skin was like an extremely high speed paintball pellet, and there was a lot of them. About five thousand feet down, as far as he could guess from how long it had taken and how much closer the ground seemed, Asheron gave up. There wasn't anything that he could do to forestall his coming death. There was nothing that he could do to stop it. The cliff beside him was too smooth to get a grip on, and even if it wasn't, the shock of the sudden stop would most likely make him lose his grip again. With about twenty five hundred feet left to go, something strange happened. Rather than continuing to fall through empty air, the air seemed to thicken, somewhat, slowing his fall almost like he was a spoon sinking through very thick porridge. He wasn't falling like someone had shoved him out of a plane anymore, either. Asheron could feel himself being rotated until he was facing the cliff again, and he was nudged into something of a standing position. Slowly, ever so slowly, he came to a full stop, over a thousand feet up in the air, and directly in front of a cave mouth that no one could have seen unless they were right in front of it. Staring at it curiously, he jumped a bit when he felt a pinch to his rear. Landing on the floor of the cave, he looked back, and though he couldn't see anything outside of the cave mouth that would have stopped him, he suddenly doubted that it was there anymore. Looking back into the cave, all Asheron could see was the first ten feet or so into the cavern. Knowing that he couldn't climb back up the cliff, and there was no way that he was getting down from here, he did the only thing that he could, and walked down the steadily darkening tunnel. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jared couldn't believe what he had seen. Not only had Asheron simply stopped falling, but he had stood on midair before disappearing into the side of the cliff.. "That is a part that is going to be edited," he muttered to himself as he looked at the camera. Still, there was no way that Asheron would be able to get down or up from his spot, no matter how he had done what he had done. It wasn't how his plan was supposed to go originally, but he would settle for this, since Asheron was out of the way now. Smiling to himself, he packed up his camera and other hiking gear, and started making his way back down the mountain. There was a party tonight, after all, and he didn't want to miss a bit of the No-Asheron moments that there would be. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The further that Asheron got into the cave, the more he thought that maybe he should have just let the fall continue. From what little he could tell in this darkness, there was no way out, there was nothing that one could live on, and it was tremendously easy to get lost. Even the stone of the wall had the same feel all the way through. Hard, smooth, with no parts of it sticking out to let you know that you had passed that bit before. It was almost like a maze constructed specifically to lose people in. He couldn't even tell how to get back to the entrance anymore. There had been forks in the cave, ones that he hadn't noticed at first, and more that he did later. He couldn't remember all the different choices he had made at them, and even if he did, there was no way that he could get out because he didn't know how many turns he had made by accident. It was really more than anyone could bear at any age, and when you were barely an adult, it was truly, truly too much. Leaning his back against the wall, Asheron just slumped down and held his face in his hands. There was so much that he still wanted to do in life, so much that he hadn't had a chance to try as of yet. What about all the classes back at the college? What about a meaningful relationship that would go somewhere? What about all the times he still had left to have sex? As he sat there on the verge of crying, he didn't know that there was something else in this mountain, keeping an eye on this strange intruder. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Deeper within the mountain, near to the magma chamber, lay a great beast of a creature. Lying in the middle of a cavern overlooking the seething, glowing flow of the lava within the mountain lay a dragon. Truly immense, he was over one hundred fifty feet long, with wings that spanned nearly that length from tip to tip. His scales were red, bathed in the light of the molten rock below, and he had a curious expression on his face. For in front of his eyes was an image of the human that had entered his cavern. He was curious about this one, for several reasons. For one, humans barely even stepped onto his mountain, and they had never found their way into his cave.. Of course, none of them had fallen off the cliff that was above it either, and his magic stopped whatever fell down, so that would explain that. But another reason he was intrigued was due to the nudity of the human. As little as he knew about human culture, he did know that they seldom stripped out of that ridiculous covering that they called clothing. They only seemed to take it off when they were bathing, and not always then, or when they were planning on mating with each other. While it was something of a ridiculous idea to imagine that the human had come to this mountain to find a mate, it wasn't beyond the realm of possibility, particularly since the dragon doubted that the human wanted to come in here and bathe in the lava. Waving a paw to dispel the image, he settled himself atop the molded rock that made up his bed. It had been molded to his shape long ago by his magic, and he was quite comfortable here. Now he just had to make sure he wasn't too comfortable, or the heat might lull him to sleep before the human arrived in his cavern. Then what would keep the little creature from panicking? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Asheron was barely able to keep walking at this point. The only thing that really enabled him to keep moving, despite his exhaustion and the rising levels of heat, was the fact that the tunnel had been sloping downward for the past half hour. And even that wasn't going to be enough of an aid if he didn't find a place to stop and rest soon, hopefully finding a way to re-hydrate as well. His whole body was covered in sweat, and he hadn't had anything to drink since before he had left on this dare. "Jared, if I ever get out of this..." he murmured to himself as he kept walking, visions of revenge going through his mind as he kept going, his new calluses on his feet somewhat shielding him from the heat that was starting to emanate from the floor. His mind was so consumed with the thoughts of what he would do if he ever got out of this situation that he walked all the way through the waiting dragon's chamber, approached the outcropping of the lava chamber, and was barely snatched back by the dragon's tail before he knew what had happened. Turning to stare at what had grabbed him with confused eyes, Asheron barely registered a dimly illuminated red shape before falling to the cavern floor in exhaustion. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thaniter stared at the human before him with a bit of confusion, more than when he had seen him with the magic. There was something odd about this one, something that he had seen before, but couldn't quite place now. What was it...it had to do with winter, in some way... Shaking his head to clear it, the dragon used his tail to nudge the unconscious human into one of the cooler corners of the cavern, where there was something of an air shaft, and plodded off to his library cavern. He had several journals there that he kept his thoughts in, and one of them might have the answers to what he sought. When he reached the chamber that contained his literary collection, he shrank down to a size more resembling that of the human than his normal form. Seven feet tall and still unclothed save for his scales, he began rummaging through the old scrolls and tomes of books that he kept around this cavern. There was a lot to look through, and judging by the way the human seemed, not a lot of time to do it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Asheron slowly woke up, his head swimming in this heat. He had never done all that well with temperatures that rose over 75 degrees Fahrenheit, and this was far, far hotter than that. It was even worse for him now, because the air vent only seemed to cool one part of his body at a time, leaving all the rest hotter in comparison. The only relief that he had was that this part of the rock at least was cool. It wasn't burning his feet anymore, and he wasn't feeling like he was brushing against an iron each time he touched a wall. That was a good change, and he could relax a bit on this bit of stone. Rising from the floor, he would have thought that it might be hotter, or at least less comfortable, but instead, it almost seemed to mold itself to the contours of his body. He couldn't believe such a thing could be found inside of a volcano, but, then, he hadn't been expecting to see...a... A dragon?! He had seen a dragon before he fell unconscious! How could that be, they weren't real creatures...were they? He had to be dreaming, he had to be. Dragons weren't real, someone inside a volcano like this should be dead from the sheer heat and suffocation of the environment, and to top it all off, he was in here naked? It had to be just a bad dream, any minute now, he would just wake up back at his dorm in his bed and be ready to have another average day at college... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "A snow leopard?! That's what he is?!" Thaniter muttered to himself after reading the right passage. That couldn't be right, what was he doing in a human body, and in a volcano, no less...but still, there was that undeniable part of the human that was different, a different energy, a soul, if one would, inside him than that inside most humans. Remembering the little disturbance on the slopes of his mountain, and the liquid that had soaked into the soil and on the moss covered rock up there, he wondered if that was something that should be considered. Thinking on it for a moment, he remembered that there had been snow leopards on this mountain before, and they had used that rock as a mating location. Perhaps something inside the human remembered that. Grabbing the scroll and wrapping himself in a light robe, the red dragon began running back down the tunnel to the cavern where he left the human. If he woke up and wandered too far, there wasn't a very good chance that Thaniter would be able to find him again before he got lost, and if he got lost in these caves...well, the answer would be better to keep from happening. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Slowly making his way around the cavern with stumbling steps, Asheron looked out over the lava chamber with slitted eyes. The heat was too much for his eyes to remain completely open, but he couldn't just ignore it. It was too spectacular of a sight. The slow percolation of the thick liquid below, and the small pieces of solid rock drifting across the molten flow were simply amazing to behold. Hearing something like a clicking sound behind him echoing down a tunnel, he turned around, faster than he should have, perhaps, because it was only a chance grab of a hand that saved him from toppling over into the lava...but this was a dream, right? He wouldn't die because of anything in here. Wondering what kind of creature could be here this deep in the volcano with him, even in a dream, he didn't expect what he saw. A seven foot tall figure wrapped in a tan swathe of cloth, the only part of the other creature's flesh that was revealed was the face, and that was something that Asheron hadn't expected even in a dream. It was like the dragon had shrunk down to something at the extremes of human size, and kept some of its fiercer characteristics. Even from this distance of about thirty feet, it was obvious that the dragon creature had very sharp teeth and some very impressive horns sticking out the top of its head. The red scales that were visible reflected what dim light there was, making them seem to shine of their own light. This was so shocking that what grip Asheron had on the rocks around the chamber was quickly lost, and he started another fall, just as silent as his first. However, this one would seem to have a far more lethal, far more painful ending than the last one, since he doubted there was any hardening air below him to stop his fall this time. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thaniter dropped the scroll and ran for the gap over the lava chamber, all the while swearing at himself mentally. He should have known that this one would wake up faster, and would get curious. Felines were always curious. But now he knew another way to apply the phrase 'curiosity killed the cat.' Leaping out over the lava as he shifted back to his normal form, Thaniter swooped down and caught the falling human in his back feet. Sighing in relief that he would actually be able to talk to this one without too much trouble, he flew back up to his resting cavern, thought for a moment longer, and then continued flying until he was in a far cooler chamber. Maybe here, the human wouldn't feel quite so curious. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It took a few hours, but finally, Asheron felt himself wake up again. At least it was cooler than it had been in his dream, he could tell that right away. Sighing as he opened his eyes, he prepared himself to see his own room again, the plain dorm walls with the covers around his pajama-covered self. Instead, he saw a massive library around him, with more books and scrolls than he could have seen anywhere else in the world. There were scrolls of history, illustrating the section with pictures of battles and scenes of places long past. There, Berlin in World War 2, and over there, a picture of something further back, some sort of kingdom that might have been something out of a fantasy world. Had to be, since it looked like the people inhabiting the kingdom weren't even human, but some cross between them and animals. "Must be the fiction section," Asheron muttered to himself before slowly pushing himself to his feet. No matter how much he liked the way this place looked, he was still nude, he was still lost, and he still needed to find some way to get home. No need to get completely embarrassed by being found in some rich guy's library in the nude, like somebody completely out of their mind. But no matter what way he went, which aisle of scrolls and tomes that he followed, the young human couldn't find his way out of the library. It couldn't be so huge that it took up the whole place, could it? That was the only explanation that Asheron could come up with that would explain why he hadn't found his way out yet. Well, there was one other, but it was something that was so ridiculous that he couldn't contemplate. "Are you lost?" said a voice from behind. Turning with a blush already forming on his face, Asheron barely managed to get out a syllable before he froze, astonished by the sight before him. Though robed in a robe that any might envy, it was not a human that stood before him, but something like a human-sized dragon. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thaniter endured the stare from the human for a few minutes before sighing. So much for hoping that being of a smaller size wouldn't be quite so daunting for the fragile creature. If anything, he was looking even more astonished than he had before. But there was one good thing, at least. With this shape to fascinate the human, it was a fairly good bet that he wouldn't go exploring through the mountain, and maybe take a wrong turn down to the lava pits. Shaking his head to clear it of the distracting thoughts, the dragon, now an anthro dragon, moved over the human and pulled him along by the arm. "I saw that you were admiring my library. I'm glad that you find it so interesting, because I'm afraid that it is going to be your home for a while," he said in a softer voice than most would expect. Feeling the expected surprise jolt through the human's muscles, he let go before the resultant tug of the arm came. Holding on, even with a gentle grasp, might have pulled the human's wrist out of its socket. "My...my home?! My home is back out there in the world, not here as some dragon's flunky!" the human yelled, freaked out both by seeing a dragon and by the news that he had just gotten. He was still in the mountain, still here in the hellhole of the world...He hadn't been dreaming of that at all. The dragon nodded. "Yes, I'm afraid this is your home. You might not have noticed, but during your little hike up my mountain..." he paused for a moment for that to sink in, and began weaving his claws into strange gestures through the empty air, "you were followed. I don't know if he was a friend or not, but he was certainly keeping a close eye on you." Finishing the spell that he was working on with his claws, he pointed to another empty spot in the air. There was a rushing of air, and a sudden snapping sound. After a subsequent flash, it was like a TV had opened in the air, and a high definition one as well. As Asheron stared at this, it showed him pawwing. Blushing a bit at seeing himself in such obvious pleasure, he couldn't help but notice the dragon...thing....taking a bit more interest than he thought was warranted in watching his privates in that magic. Before he could comment on that, however, the view shifted, showing his follower with a video camera. Jared, the same guy that had dared him to come up here, and had promised that he would not follow, had come up here with a camera and had filmed that, that most embarrassing moment. No doubt he was already heading back down to the college and showing it off to the rest of his cronies, getting laughs and spreading rumors of what he was doing up here. The view continued to shift, following Asheron's trip up the mountain, and following Jared as well, showing how much footage the other human had gotten. Throughout the whole thing, Asheron couldn't help but keep blushing. It was bad enough that he had been recorded climbing the mountain in the nude by Jared, but from what he could see, the dragon had done the same thing, and was reacting in ways that were a bit...different than what he was used to having males do around him. Thaniter was enjoying viewing the human again. Despite the lack of any kind of fur or scales, and the rather meager length of the member in view, the human was still an attractive specimen. He would be even better looking when he was turned into his appropriate shape, though that might be something he should wait to do for him. Particularly since he was having a harder and harder time resisting what his instincts were telling him to do with the human. He was quite attractive, after all. Shaking his head as the show he put on in the air came to an end with the human entering the cave and the stalker heading back to civilization, he turned to the human that was probably going to be living with him, and asked, "Even if you could get out of here, which I am not sure that you are properly equipped to do, and get off the mountain and back to what you call civilitzation, would you even want to? You know that he would be doing all that he could to make you look bad, and from what I observed of him, he hasn't even told anyone that he saw you die. All he's done is show that video of you masturbating with his own little additions to it." The human perked right up at that mention. He wasn't sure what his rival had added to the video to make it worse, but if he knew Jared, it was not going to be anything that would enhance his reputation at all. Jared excelled at slamming another person down into the dirt. He didn't want to ask what had been added to the video, but he just had to. Turning to his host, he said, "What...what did he change on the video?" Thaniter didn't even bother answering with words. Waving one of his paws again, another window sort of thing opened, with the original video on one side and the modified one on the other. The rock had been replaced, and in its place was a large bear, yiffing the human's rear, while another animal member was shoved into his mouth. Jared had turned a recording of innocent self pleasure into an act of bestiality, and if that didn't completely sink him in the eyes of the others back at the college, the fact that he was enjoying it in the video would. The dragon was quite sorry for the human, but there wasn't anything that he could do to change that for him. He could, however, offer him a place away from all the mockery and false accusations, and that was what he was doing by offering the human a place in his library. "If you want a place where you wouldn't have to deal with all that stuff, you can use my library as your home, and I can make sure that you are cared for. I just ask that you keep this place in order, if you accept my offer. I'll be waiting deeper in the mountain for your answer when you have had a chance to think it over. Just...pull that rope by the cave entrance to get my attention. With those being your only clothes, we don't want them to go up in smoke as well if you take a wrong turn, do we?" he said with a slight laugh at the end as he left. Sitting down at one of the conveniently placed desks, Asheron just shoved his head in his hands and cried. His hands did muffle the sound a bit, but the cave had strong enough echo properties that the sound carried down the tunnels to the ears of the dragon. As much as he wanted to go back up to the human and comfort him, he just couldn't. A dragon could never comfort a human, no matter how much he might want to. It was a species barrier that he just couldn't cross right now, not without being asked. Asheron didn't even think about that. He just held his head in his hands and wept. He had lost all the respect he had, and while it wasn't that much, it was all that he had to show for three years of work, both in college and in the last two years of high school. He was stuck in a cave with a dragon, who he could tell by the bulges that were going up and down in that robe was attracted to him. He was cut off from his parents, who thought he was an animal fucker now. At this point, he wasn't sure that things could get any worse. Then again, they probably couldn't get much worse, he thought as he lifted his head out of his hands, looking at the shelves of books and scrolls, and they could get a hell of a lot better. He had a dragon here that would take care of him so long as he kept the library in good shape. The caverns of the mountain would keep any curious person out, so he could stay in the comfortable nude that he liked, so long as he stayed out of the way of the dragon. That was one male that he didn't want to be giving ideas to. Sighing as he rose from the desk, he looked at that bell the dragon had indicated. There was really only one decision that he could have made. Crossing the ten feet between the desk and bellpull, Asheron didn't think twice about calling the dragon back. He didn't flinch when the dragon's head, back to full size, poked through the cavern tunnel and stared directly at him with both curiousity and some degree of lust. He stared right back, resigned, and uttered only what needed to be said. "Bargain struck." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Over the next three years, Asheron became quite the accomplished librarian, and even learned a few things about the world's past that was never taught in any of the schools that humans attended. He had even ceased thinking of himself as human, and for a very good reason. He wasn't a human any longer. Over the years, just as he had been exposed to many different texts of knowledge, he had also been exposed to the magic of the dragon that was his master. It had touched something within him, or so Asheron supposed, and had turned him from human into a shape that felt so much better. Of course, the first time that he noticed some of the differences, he had freaked out rather badly. Now that he looked back on that memory, though, Asheron couldn't help but laugh at the way that he had reacted. He had actually nearly run to a lava stream to try and melt that fur off. Just about the only thing that had kept him alive then was his master. Thaniter had grabbed him with his tail just as he was running to the lava, and then had done... Shaking his head as he put another scroll back into place, Asheron muttered, "Now, now, don't start thinking about that unless you want to just pause and paw, Asheron. You're already hard enough, you'll get that later, just do your work." Shaking his head again, he just couldn't stop thinking of that first mating between his dragon master and his half human, half feline body. It had been wondrous, though he had been frightened out of his mind at the time. By the time his master's climax had covered him, though, all that was gone, and he was just happy, fully in his new shape and back to work, though he no longer worked with his clothes. His fur kept him quite warm enough in this mountain. He was a snow leopard now, his white fur with black dots along his back enveloping him like the softest robe. His eyes had gone from hazel to a shining gold, and his ears had migrated to the top of his head. They still twitched independant of his control from time to time, as he was reminded as they went into a flurry of motion all of a sudden, like some out of control radar dishes. "I see that I still set those off," came his master's voice from over his shoulder, the gravelly sound causing Asheron to giggle a bit. Even in his anthro form, Thaniter couldn't quite shed that huge tone that he carried as a dragon. Turning and letting his master hold him in a hug, the snow leopard couldn't help blushing a bit as the dragon's red-scaled paw brushed over his sheath, the hardness within poking out at the touch. "Oh, my pet is getting a little hard with his master behind him, is he?" Thaniter whispered in the feline's still twitching ears. Before Asheron could attempt to make a response to his master's teasing question, the dragon dug a questing talon into his sheath opening, teasing with the tip of his cock. Whispering a moan, his member was quick to respond to the claw's treatment, emerging from its home and leaking pre already, quick to coat the feline's member with pre. The chuckles of the dragon from behind only increased in tempo and volume, one paw enveloping Asheron's member completely, pumping up and down in a steady rhythm. "My pet...so easy to arouse...so easy to get horny..." His chuckles were filling the leopard's ears, his gold eyes closing to slits at the pleasure that was already running through his body. Over the years, the dragon had learned everything that worked perfectly at pleasuring his pet, and the things that would send him into spasms of pleasure. Dragging his pet to the wall of the library, the perfectly smooth walls of the cavern were only interrupted by several small bumps, covered by rocky outcroppings that were quickly removed by the dragon's paws. Revealed as chains and walls hangings, Thaniter used them to restrain the near-oblivious snow leopard and make sure that he remained held in the air. He didn't want his pet to fall down during their yiffing session, and he didn't want to have to wake him up with a slap. That never worked well, and it just ruined the mood. As soon as the iron clasps of the chains clapped shut on the feline's ankles and wrists, Asheron woke somewhat from his pleasure trance, and looked at his limbs. Seeing that he was completely restrained, he looked over his shoulder in mock fear at his master. "Oh, no, the dragon's got me tight! What's he going to do?" He even wiggled in the chains, pretending to escape. Thaniter, however, was going to tolerate not even the pretense of escape. Wrapping his arms around his pet's waist tight, he chuckled a bit louder, purring in that growl that only dragons can do, and whispered, "I'm going to take you, take you again....and again....and again...." Already he was grinding his slit against the feline's rear, only the sheer fabric of his robe keeping the emerging hard shaft from Asheron's tailhole. Even with the fabric in the way, though, he could still feel it. The squirming feline before him was making the dragon more and more horny, and it wasn't long before he couldn't take the wait any longer. Judging by the way Asheron's cock was completely coated with snow leopard pre, he wasn't wanting to wait any longer either. Laying two claws at the groin of his robe, he just ripped a hole in it to let his member out. Already a foot long and still hardening, he rubbed his own pre-ing cock against his pet's tailhole. "Mmmm, you want my meat, my cock, my pet?" Asheron could feel himself nodding, under the influence of his pleasure and nothing else, though he would have done this sober anyway. "Give me that perfect cock, master, please, shove it in me, spread me wide, take me har-AH, YES!" he cried out, that shaft filling him with nearly half its length in less than a second, the three inch width spreading his rear nicely, and the tip of the cock rubbing his insides to pleasure with the ridges and scales that covered it. He pushed back hard against it, or tried to, the chains restraining his movements. The dragon laid his paws on his pet's shoulders, needing the extra leverage to shove the last seven inches in, to completely fill the feline with the fourteen inches of his fully hard member. Grunting as he made several rapid humps, he said, "Yes, that's it....beg for my cock...beg for the whole thing..." Each thrust, each hump into the snow leopard's rear, made his tailhole open up wider as ridge after ridge on the dragon's member slid into the snow leopard's rear. Each thrust rubbed a ridge over the feline's prostate, resulting in another moan, another burst of pre. The dragon wasn't giving the snow leopard any mercy with anything that he did, and Asheron wasn't asking for any. The rough pounding, the flowing pre that was filling his bowels...they were as close to heaven as he could expect to find on this side of life. He was shoving back against the dragon as fast as he could, as best he could while wrapped up in chains, and the clanging of the metal bracelets echoed through the caves with each thrust of the dragon. It was the cavern and the dragon's home counting time until they would both cum. Asheron's stamina was not enough to hold out, certainly considering how much of a head start he had on his master on the scale of arousal. Within only about ten minutes of having his rear pounded hard, the feline had cum hard all over his body, the white fur no longer having any real black marks over the belly and flanks from the force of the climax. Despite how much he wanted to get some rest after that, however, the dragon was keeping him up and taking his slave with a great deal of power, the chains clanging louder and louder with each new hard pump. Grunting near the feline's ear, the dragon groaned and pulled out, a veritable flood of pre flowing out of Asheron's rear before the chains released him, falling to the ground and shoving his footpaws up against his rear, the flood blocked for the moment. As the dragon circled the feline so that he stood before his slave, the dragon's member brushed against Asheron's lips, the taste of tailhole and cum covering it. Unthinkingly, Asheron smiled and opened his mouth, swallowing the surprisingly clean member of his master down his mouth and throat. Purring slightly as only felines could, he sent many, many vibrations down the dragon's shaft, and was swiftly rewarded by the great moans of the dragon. Before he could take any further action, Thaniter grabbed him by the back of the head, forcing him down the long length, tasting it and himself with each flick of his tongue over it. The warm wetness of the inside of Asheron's throat and mouth proved the undoing of the dragon's stamina, and with a roar, he threw his head back and came, hard, filling the snow leopard's mouth in less than a second, and then pulling his member out, aiming it all over his slave to make sure that he coated the fur thoroughly. Each spurt carried out at least a half cup of dragon cum, so with the many spurts and spasms that the dragon's balls produced, there was so much to cover the feline with. Asheron didn't protest in the least, loving the taste and feel of his master's cum. After swallowing the cum in his mouth, he darted here and there, trying to catch that precious fluid before it hit his body or the floor. It had become something of a game between them at this point. It took over a minute, but finally, the dragon's balls ran out of semen, and he calmed down, leaning against the wall with his slave. Though they were both technically spent, they were both still hard, still horny, and the dragon couldn't help but chuckle at that. His slave was certainly getting a hang of the dragon's stamina, and learning how to deal with that himself. Placing a paw on his pet's member, he uttered just one question. "Think you are up for a second round?"