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A Matter of Inches: Episode 6 A NEW Transformation-Based Game Show!

A Matter of Inches is a game show where contestants must answer questions while strapped into the Square, a rectangular metal frame that keeps their wrists and ankles immobilized. Contestants are sucked, fucked, and milked to get them to cum as soon as possible. The longer they last, the more TF chemicals they get.

Contestant 1: Reign

The otter host of A Matter of Inches strolled to the center of the stage, grinning at the audience. The dark brown male looked prim and proper in a sharp black suit and light blue tie. He held his hands out, quieting down the crowd's applause as the theme music ended.

"Welcome back to another episode of A Matter of Inches!" he said. "Let's get right into it with our first contestant... Reign Akito!"

From the crowd, a tall dragon-pangolin hybrid stood up. Primarily draconic in appearance, thick scales overlapped down his backside and legs. The scales were sky blue on his chest and shoulders; dark blue in the back. Dark blue hair matched his scales and was pulled back in a tight braid.

Dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, the dragon walked slowly down the steps, careful not to trip, and climbed onto the stage. A bit over six feet tall, he had a slight pudge to him, giving him a roundish appearance, despite the angular nature of his muzzle and cheeks.

"Welcome to the show, Reign!" the host said, holding out a microphone. "Where are you from?"

"T-thank you," the dragon said nervously, scratching at the back of his head. "I'm from Novus Ager, though I'm not sure if it's still named that."

"Well, no matter what it's named, we're glad to have you on the show!" the host said. "You know how we play the game here? Good! While you get ready, let's get the Wheel started!"

Stagehands led Reign towards the center of the stage where a large steel square sat bolted to the floor. Telescopic, it could expand or retract to fit nearly any size. Restraints could be adjusted to fit around any wrists or ankles and a large leather belt strapped across the center would hold the contestants' waists still.

High above the stage, an LED board lit up in a dazzling array of colors. Various options lit up, though which one would be picked was entirely random.

"Okay, Reign. If you spin the Wheel, you'll get three free bonus doses to accelerate your transformation," the host said. "If you choose not to spin, our Patented Transformational Chemicals will still do something to you, though nothing extreme."

The crowd chanted for Reign to pick the Wheel. The host let them go for a moment as the final straps were snugged tightly around the dragon's blue ankles.

"What will it be, Reign? Will you spin the Wheel and accept your fate?"

"I... um..."

The shy dragon just nodded. The host grinned and motioned towards the Wheel, which lit up all the options. Eventually it blinked them out, leaving only one remaining.

THE WHEEL: 1. Hermification 2. Tail Cock 3. Hybridizer: Foxtaur 4. Gender Bender 5. Devolution 6. Nippledicks 7. Taur Trainwreck 8. Cocktopus 9. Fluffer Merge 10. Demon Demon on the Wall

"Tail Cock!" the host announced.

Reign instinctively glanced over his shoulder at his tail. Thick at the base, just above his rump cheeks, it draped down over the floor. The top of the tail was heavily scaled, armor-like, with dark blue scales. The underside was fleshier and softer, with smoother, tight-knit dragon scales of sky blue.

As the three bonus doses ran down the IV line into Reign's arm, he flexed his tail, wondering how, exactly, a tailcock would work with all the armor. Still, the idea excited him. He panted hard as warmth spread through his body, increasing his hormone production and making his heart race.

"One more thing before we begin, Reign," the host said, crossing the stage to stand near the right side, where a set of broad stairs led to three curtains. "Time to choose your opponent!"

Three names lit up in bright neon above the curtains: "Habanero" in pink, "Long John" in blue, and "Showbiz" in purple.

"Who'll it be, Reign?"

"Lo... Long John?" the dragon hybrid said, not at all sounding sure of himself.

The host nodded. "Let's bring him out!"

Long John's theme song started up as his curtain rose. Outlined in silhouette from behind by a bright white light, the black shadow was curled into a classic bodybuilding pose, with his arm curled, fist to his forehead. Both legs were bent, one more than the other, as he faced to the right. Between his legs, a massive equine shaft hung low, swinging slowly back and forth.

The sound of clopping hooves echoed through the studio as Long John stood, then stepped down onto the stage floor proper. The Clydesdale was massive, over eight feet tall, with huge shoulders and a barrel chest. A clear eight-pack on his belly rippled as he paused to bring his arms around in a circle, flexing again. His massive cock hung over his grapefruit-sized balls, bouncing as he took a few more steps towards the dragon strapped up in the Square.

"Hmph. Don't think you're man enough to take me," he snorted, hot breath washing over Reign's face.

The dragon stared at him, eyes wide. The horse was massive, from head to toe. Thick white fur feathered over his wrists and ankles, almost hiding his huge hooves and fingers from view. The stallion grinned as he leaned in and inhaled Reign's scent.

"Gonna have fun breaking you in, boy," he said, snorting again.

"Okay, Reign, are you ready?" the host asked.

The petrified dragon took a few moments before fractionally nodding his snout in assent.

"Very well. Long John, you may begin as soon as I ask the first question. Here we go! Question 1: What 1984 film starred Bill Murray, Dan Akroyd, and Sigourney Weaver?"

"Gho-Ghostbusters!"

"Correct!"

Reign's eyes opened even wider than before when Long John stepped in close, gripped his cock at the base, and lifted it. He let it smack down over the chubby dragon-hybrid's chest and belly. It lay there warmly, pulsing against the sky blue scales, thicker thank Reigns arm and almost as long. Long John grinned, blunt teeth shining under the lights, as he towered over the bound dragon, hips pushing forward so that his massive shaft slid up Reign's chest higher.

The dragon moaned loudly. Not just from the stallion's lewd advance, but the next dose of transformational chemicals running down the IV line. His tail twitched back and forth, dragging over the smooth floor as he felt the huge, semi-flared head of Long John's cock push under his jaw, into the fleshy part of his neck.

Reign yelped when Long John reached around and dug his fingers into his fleshy, smooth rump, to either side of the armor-like scales running down the center of his back and over his tail. The horse squeezed roughly, pulling the cheeks apart, as his hips pressed in close, squeezing his cock between his hard belly and Reign's soft body.

"Oh, I'm gonna enjoy this," the horse muttered under his breath. "Been too long."

"Question 2: What is the square root of one-quarter?" the host asked.

The dragon responded quickly, despite the crushing weight of the massive, muscular stallion grinding against him.

"Point... oooh, point five!" he gasped, struggling to get his snout clear of Long John's oversized pecs.

"Correct!"

The stallion grunted as a stream of thick pre-cum pulsed out of his flat cockhead, splattering the underside of Reign's chin. The dragon groaned, cock throbbing and hard, the same dark blue color as the armored, overlapping scales running down his backside. His shaft pushed into Long John's thighs, just above his knees, dribbling pre-cum, though not nearly as much as the stallion could produce.

The heat in Reign's body grew, filling him with a fiery lust. He pulled against his restraints and moaned loudly as Long John's fingers tugged on his hips and rump, squeezing hard. His tail flexed, slowly thickening about halfway down. The bulge pushed towards the tip slowly, increasing the diameter of the tail as it went.

Long John backed up, giving the dragon a chance to catch a few breaths, and stepped around behind him. Reign shivered as he felt fingers stroke his sides and back, then tease his thighs. He moaned again, loudly, when the stallion pulled on his tail, lifting it up and draping it over his shoulder. The horse's massive cock pushed against the fleshy, warm underside of his tail and Long John moaned loudly, tongue coming out to lick over the side of Reign's muzzle.

"Question 3: Geiger counters are used to measure what?"

"Io-oooooohhhh-nizing radiation!"

"Correct!"

Long John nipped the back of Reign's neck. The dragon shuddered and moaned again. The moan turned into a high pitched squeal when several of the stallion's fingers dug into his rump. The horse spat, lubing up Reign's tail hole, as streams of pre-cum pulsed against the underside of his tail.

Reign's whole body shivered as the next dose went down the IV line into his arm. His belly and chest jiggled, adding on a few pounds, as his thick thighs fattened up considerably. His rump swelled, making Long John snort appreciatively as it filled out in a nice, big bubble-butt. Reign's tail grew as well, thickening down the length all the way to the tail tip, so that instead of ending in a point, it was blunt, almost as thick as the base. It curled over Long John's shoulders and slid against the equine's lower backside, occasionally brushing against the muscle-stallion's own long-haired tail.

Reign grunted as a stream of fluid blasted out of the tip of his tail, splattering over the floor in a long line. The thick appendage curled back and forth, flexing of its own accord, unnoticed by Long John as he ground his broad length across the dragon's tail hole, pushing the urethra against the white pucker.

"Question 4: How many minutes of play are there in an American football match?"

"Sixty! Fuck!"

"Correct!"

Long John grinned and slid his hips back. One hand curled around Reign's shoulders as the other guided his fat, flat cockhead to the dragon's tight pucker. Reign moaned long and loud as the stallion teased him, painting his rump with pre-cum, getting him wet and messy in preparation.

Still unnoticed by the muscular stallion, Reign's tail fattened up considerably at the tip. Extending from beneath the layer of overlapping dark blue scales over the top of the tail, a four-inch-thick erection emerged. Shaped like the dragon's regular erection, slightly pointed and ridged along the shaft, it curved upwards just a bit. The entire tail was longer now, adding on inch after inch as it swung down. Cameras focused in on Long John's firm, flexing buttocks as the tail lined up.

The crowd gasped as the tailcock surged forward, burying its dripping head inside the stallion's ass. Long John's hips pushed forward heavily as he whinnied loudly. His cock stretched Reign's ass wide as it sunk in hard and heavy, roughly. The stallion hadn't meant to, but he couldn't help sliding in deeper as the dragon's tailcock violated his own rump.

Reign's tail, completely out of his control by now, flexed and rippled against Long John's powerful body, grinding in deeper, relentless. The stallion's hooves stomped on the floor, cracking tiles as his thighs went taut. Reign's ass clenched tight around the oversized cock spreading his plump cheeks and he let out a loud howl of pleasure as his tailcock flexed and twitched inside the bigger male.

"Question 5," the host said slowly, staring at the display in front of him. "Gorgonzola cheese comes from which country?"

"Italy!"

Reign's muzzle barely managed to say the words as his belly bulged. Long John's fingers gripped his hips tightly, indented into the fleshy scales of his thick hips.

"Correct!"

The stallion leaned his chest against Reign's tail and backside as he humped in hard, rump adjusting to the thickness of the dragon's tailcock.

"Ooh, maybe you aren't quite the bottom you seem to be," Long John gasped. "Damn, boy..."

Reign just gasped again as his tailcock writhed side to side, further stretching the massive stallion's tail hole. The horse clenched hard, every muscle flexing around the thick erection. He pumped forward, grinding his cock in deeper, inch after inch disappearing into Reign's rump.

The dragon's belly filled out further, though it didn't make him look fat as much as it gave him added mass. Cuddly. Long John certainly thought so as his paws reached around and groped at Reign's chest, scratching at his smooth scales with his blunt fingernails.

The host was about to ask the next question, but Reign's piercing howl interrupted the otter. The cameras focused on Long John's flexing butt as thick rivers of white cum splattered out around the tail buried deep inside. The stallion whinnied again and humped up hard, hilting his massive erection inside the dragon. Long John came a moment later, leaning back to give the cameras a good view as thick seed spurted out of the dragon's rump, running down both his and Reign's thighs.

Reign moaned happily as the horse bucked into him, still fucking him even as he came. The pressure on his prostate grew until the dragon's blue erection throbbed, slapped up against his belly, and sprayed ropes of cum over the studio floor, nearly reaching the edge of the stage with the first couple blasts. The dragon slumped back against the stallion, still held in his restraints, as the horse's fingers clutched his stomach tightly, digging into the soft mass.

Eventually, both the stallion and the dragon's tail slowed down. Long John nipped the back of Reign's neck as the long cock withdrew slowly from his rump, leaving a mess of cum to drip out of his stretched tail hole and down the back of his thighs.

"Haven't gotten a dick like that in a while... thanks, cutie," the stallion whispered. He grunted as the blue male squeezed around his shaft again, flare fully extended now, keeping most of his cum inside him.

"No... no problem," Reign wheezed, shivering from head to foot as the lust-induced haze kept his cock rock hard. His tailcock rubbed over Long John's rump, smearing seed around the brown flanks.

"Well, that's all for Reign Akito!" the host said, impressed by the three large loads the two males ejected. "Let's give him a big hand! And Long John, too! Takes a real stallion to handle a... thing like that!"

Long John moaned and wrapped his arms around Reign, clutching the dragon close as stagehands released him from his restraints. The stallion refused to let go and carried the dragon offstage, still balls deep inside the pudgy, soft reptile.

The otter host watched them go, grinning broadly as he heard moans echoing down the hallways. A cleaning crew emerged to follow them, mopping up the large trail of seed they left behind.

"We'll be right back with more of A Matter of Inches!"

*COMMERCIAL BREAK*

Credits:

Link: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6840613/ Story was written by Danath Reign belongs to Taiko Akito The Host, Long John, and "A Matter of Inches" belong to Danath

This story/episode has been posted here with the permission of Danath, and may not be redistributed without permission. The characters in this story may not be used without their owner's permission.