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Spelunking was always a fun thing to do.

Going alone into a cave where there might never have been a different person, perhaps finding some lost treasure or just the sense of discovery as a whole.

You never thought this cave might've held a bigger treasure than you ever imagined.

Usually you went in a pair but your climbing buddy came down with a nasty case of the flu, so he told you to go ahead without him. So here you are, a couple of dozen meters into the cave, daylight still visible at the mouth but pitch black in front of you. And my, isn't it a big cave. Even with the extra powerful torchlight you have, the back wall is barely visible. About 100 meters across if not more.

Deeper it went too, a crevasse neatly bisecting the place. Perfectly wide and good hand holds everywhere: Time to go deeper. Unbuckling your climbing gear and finding a nice stalagmite or two to secure your rope on you start abseiling down, keeping a close eye on the bottom. The rope's coiled up there a bit, so at least you don't have a risk of running out.

_Approach. _

It wasn't a voice, not even in your mind. More of a sensation, emanating from the entire cave at once. A shiver shot up your spine and you made your way down the last few meters unsteady, your clockwork like decent now erratic.

Setting up a light beacon here, you make your way into what seems to be an old lava tunnel, right in the side of the crevasse's wall. This used to be a volcanically active region so there's a good chance you might even encounter an open lava flow down here. Would make for one hell of a campfire to roast your sausages over, you muse as you head deeper into the tunnel, small branches plucking off one at a time.

_Come. _

Again, the sensation shoots though your mind, an urge to run deeper almost overpowering. But you know the danger of running into the black of a cave and restrain yourself. Don't want to fall into a hole and break something. The tunnel is kind of long but mostly straight, so all you do is leave a light beacon once in a while. Egg sized, a single LED and a good power supply give the damn things a few days of continuous light, so finding your way back is easy. You hit a sharp turn in the tunnel and at the end notice a soft orange glow, perhaps another 50 meters ahead. Ha, a flow. You drop another beacon on the corner, and make your way down.

_Enter. _

The word hits you like a sledgehammer. You don't manage to hold back and half-jog, half-run to the end. There, you indeed see a small lava flow on the other end of a cave. But that's nothing compared to other shape in the room. It seems carved from millions of individual chips of obsidian, and you'd call it a statue, if it wasn't moving. Breathing, a maw large enough to swallow you in two bites half-opened. Eyes like embers burning in a head that can't be called anything other than regal. The entire... thing can't be smaller than twenty meters, and there's one other thing your eyes snap to immediately.

The beast, the Dragon, is a He. Clearly. He's sitting back against the cave wall, hind legs spread apart and between those legs the thing that clearly defines him as male is large. Perhaps the size of your entire leg. Deep crimson. And it's covered in lubricant, strings of the pale substance connecting to his hand, which just now was still wrapped around it.

"Come, little one."

It's like an earthquake in a voice. His other paw is raised and he's indicating you should come closer. Your eyes snap up to meet his and you can see the burning lust in them. Even if you wanted to resist, you couldn't hope to. As you walk closer, you drop your backpack, just there when you're done unbuckling. Next goes your climbing gear. You have to stop walking for a moment to undo the straps on your legs but you make up for it by walking a tad faster once you're done. Next goes the sweater and then your pants, leaving you almost naked, if it wasn't for your underwear.

You look at his eyes one last time, and then you remove that last piece of useless fabric, letting your rock hard cock free. It's never been harder, you notice in a corner of your mind, before you look back at the hypnotizing member in front of you, just a bit more than an arms' reach away. Only now do you notice the massive tail, laying out to the side. It must add at least another 5 meters to the impossibly magnificent creature in front of you.

"Pleasure me, my pet."

Before you can even think to react, you've wrapped both hands around his member. It's hot. It should be blistering your hands, but you don't feel any pain. It's slick. The white fluids dripping from its tip and the slit it came from covering it. You can't help but kiss the very tip of the head, and you relish it in its flavor. It's tangy and spicy, and you used to hate tangy tastes. But this is like ambrosia. You bow down and lick the entire shaft, base to head, eventually even pressing your body to the pillar of flesh. A slight shudder goes through the entirety of the dragon, a slight gasp coming from his throat. You do whatever you think you should do to pleasure him and are rewarded with more shudders and gasps from him.

"Good toy... Keep going."

He places one of his hands on your head, almost a perfect fit, and he helps you move up and down his cock. You learn where he's most sensitive fast, which ridges and bumps drive him closer to the end faster. As you move, you press your own member to his, electricity shooting down your spine the moment you do. You can't help but frot, using your own manhood to help stimulate the dragon cock you're holding onto right now.

For a while you're just caught up in your work, pleasing the beast in front of you, until out of nowhere, you come. Like lightning running through every part of your body, you come harder than ever before. Spots dance in front of your eyes and it feels like you're screaming out your lungs in ecstasy. The dragon rumbles like an avalanche, until you realize he's laughing.

"You came, didn't you, little pet... It's alright, you're here for your own pleasure as much as mine."

He scratches you just behind your ear with his claw. In a shock you realize that it's sharper than a razor blade and the size of your lower arm but he's surprisingly gentle, especially for a creature of his size and doesn't even get close to cutting you with it.

As you come down from the explosive orgasm, you realize there's a slight bump growing on the dragon's member. A knot. You pay extra attention to that part, earning moans from the creature, which encourage you further.

"Hmm... I'm closing in, pet. Do you want to take a bath?"

He asks, and you know you have a choice now, let go or keep going... In a flash of inspiration, you stop your body and step back a bit, looking at the dragon. He moves his hand off your head, grabs his member and moves his entire body, rolling forward a bit, enough to point the tip of his cock straight at you.

"Hmm... On your knees, little pet... Ugh... Now."

You drop, not even caring about the granite beneath your knees, open your mouth and close your eyes. The dragon moves his hand faster, jacking off his giant member, until the slit at the top dilates ever so slightly. He roars, the sound almost painfully loud but you get your reward. Shot after shot of thick, white cream launches from his cock, almost feeling like a warm fire hose. He blasts you again and again with his hot dragon spunk, alabaster white spooge splattering over you in plentiful strings. He must be cumming gallons of the stuff, utterly drenching you in his seed, glob after glob flying over your chest, legs, arms and into your waiting mouth. You swallow as fast as you can, the taste being utter bliss. It's warm and you feel the best you've ever felt, as you are smothered in the dragon's essence. It almost feels like hours before he weakens, dozens of liters of heavenly white cum covering every last part of your body.

"Ah... I needed that, little one... Now tell me... Do you want to become like me? A big, powerful dragon? I can promise you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams for the rest of your days..."

You don't know how hard you have to say yes. Even more pleasure like that? For the rest of your days? The human world can go die, you'd do anything to cum that hard even once more.

"Ahahaha, eager little pet... Well then, say it. Call me Master, and I will make you like me... Forever, you will be mine."

Yes Master. I want to be like you for the rest of my days, Master.

You say it before you can think about how you'd say it. Instantly, the spooge covering you heats up, and it feels like it's seeping into you. Your mind struggles to comprehend the feeling and you know it's started. You can feel your body shifting. Your spine reorienting itself, lengthening and getting a single curve to it, instead of the S shape it should be if you were still a human. Your arms and legs adjust their shape, bones cracking and popping painlessly into place. Fingers and toes merge, becoming just three instead of five and long black claws slide out of them. Your neck lengthens and you feel like your tailbone is growing.

You open your eyes, and look at yourself. You really are changing shape. Out of nowhere, your entire body feels like it has goose bumps, and you can see tiny pricks of black growing out of you. Scales. They grow fast, soon having wrapped you in a sheet of obsidian flakes, like your new master. You look between your legs, hoping to see your cock change shape. It was just finishing up, ridges and bumps unlike any other species' having taken shape, and the color having become a shade of deep, dark maroon.

Your face changes last, a muzzle forming out of your skull, with sharpening white teeth clearly visible. Meant to rip and tear they are, to devourer pray in large chunks. You notice a little shard of rock, perfectly reflective. Your eyes are still the same one moment, you blink, now they are the same ember orange of your lover, slitted pupil looking back at you. That instant, your senses shift. You smell the heavenly musk permeating the cave, almost an intoxicating smell. You can feel the lava in the open flow close by, but you're not looking at it. You can feel the life above you, hundreds of meters, without having seen it. At that moment, you roar like the other dragon did, your transformation completed.

"And now you are like me... Little pet."

You shudder, as you finally hear the subtle, impossibly lustful undertones he speaks when you hear him call you his Pet. You look back at your master, and struggle to form words with your new mouth and throat. You ask him why he's here, and why he wanted you to change.

"Ah, it is because we were almost hunted to extinction, pet. One way or another, we had to repopulate... You are however first to come here in a long time and you will probably be the last... But enough talk. I wish to breed you now, pet."

He stands up fully, his member back to full hardness. You can do nothing but agree, it is time. You lower your torso to the ground and raise your tail, instinct telling you how to do it. He mounts you, the feeling of him finally on top of you making your cock like solid rock once more. As you feel his tip prod at your entrance, you moan, gasp and beg. He gives it to you, ever so slowly. Your tight ass spreads, the tip popping in easily, and he keeps pushing. Pure ecstasy spreads through you, you're being fucked by your master and it's only just begun. Ridge after ridge slides into you, painfully slowly, until he's hilted inside you.

You look up, and he looks down. You lock muzzles as he pulls out, tongues fighting for dominance inside. Shudders pass through both of you with every thrust. He starts off slow, gentle, to let you adjust to the cock deep inside you. You both moan and growl, he thrusts in, you push back, and you let him know you want more, more, more. He speeds up, thrusting into you hard and fast enough now to have audible slaps happen when your pelvises meet. Your prostate is smashed against again and again, stimulating it beyond belief. You're dripping with precum as your Master speeds up more and more and you almost scream in absolute pleasure, as you are fucked better than you ever have been. Every last button that should be pressed gets pressed, every last deep nerve spot gets hammered into, making you see stars. You feel him growing close too, his knot swelling and his thrusting becoming erratic. He knows it, you know it and before you can even ask, he tells you:

"Go ahead, pet... Ah... Cum for me... Let it... Hnng... all go..."

You come. Oh dear lord you come. The last one was insane, but this one is beyond description. It feels like your draconic cock explodes, rope after rope after rope of white cream blasting out. Arcs of lightning scour every last nerve in your body and you can't help but roar in utter bliss. Your ass twitches, milking the length deep inside you and your Master roars too. He pulls, almost to the point where his tip comes out, and then slams back home, straight into your most sensitive spot. String after string of steaming hot cum blasts into you, driving you even further over the edge, your vision almost blacking out from the sensation.

Again and again you feel your Master blasting his essence into your body, every shot causing another little peak in your own orgasm. It takes longer than you can hope to count, but finally you come off that impossible high. You moan one last time, as your master pulls his knot out of you, a small torrent of cum following it out. You look at the ground below you, and notice just how much you came. Your master came a lot before he changed you, and you came even more. Half the cave is flooded with intoxicatingly musky white spunk, coming up just past your ankle, before you were changed. You can't help but lick and drink the stuff, pure golden flavor sliding down your throat, warm and thick.

"That was the best I've had in... A few centuries, at least, pet... I made the right choice, didn't I?"

Your Master rumbles, before he walks a few paces, and moves a rock lying in the deepest part of the cave, the spunk draining out a hole below the rock. The smell remains however and even though you just came, your member is twitching. You walk up to your master, and as he replaces the rock, you snuggle up to him. You ask what will happen now, and he replies to you:

"First, I think you and I need a bit of sleep, no? We'll see after that, pet."

His rumbling chuckle echoes one last time. As he walks to the lava flow, you realize he's going to step into it. Your new body must be able to handle the heat. He steps into the flow, unfazed by the heat and with a single look gives you permission to come in with him. You lie down together, in the amazingly comfortable warmth of the Earth's blood and, with his front leg over yours, you fall asleep together, wondering what amazing fun the future will bring.

The End. For now.