Acephalous Bukkake Crotch-Hockey Buttrape Anarchy
ABCBA: Acephalous Bukkake Crotch-Hockey Buttrape Anarchy
Introduction: This XXX-rated story is intended for mature audiences. It contains, as you may have already guessed, an explicit sex scene or two. It also contains acts of rape, along with violence, torture, gore, death, profanity, blasphemy, perverted festivity, cannibalism, and dialogue. If you feel that you may not be able to handle any one or more of these things, the author suggests that you may not want to read the story.
Absurdities you may notice:
1.) All of the trees and grass growing near the hot springs were planted in the ground upside-down.
2.) The main character leaves several loose scales spinning in the air in the space just vacated, after another dragon seizes hold of the character's neck and jerks violently (just like a cartoon character would)
3.) Please take a moment, would you, to reread the title of the story, aloud if possible.
It would be tempting for me to call this a cartoon-story, although the events which take place in it are, I think, more severe than what's usually found in cartoons. However, the author wishes to make it clear that no apologies for the story will be issued and no compromises made to the text. Thank you, enjoy.
Keywords: domination/submission, macrophilia, masturbation, oral, anal, double penetration, tail-fucking, transformation, magic, vore, shred
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Dawn's racing light swept across the plain, crossing miles of waving blue sedge-grass and speeding up, up the mountain's brown slope. As the sunrise struck gold from the sheer-sided peak it settled over a place where an immense stone promontory projected northwest out above the void. In the wall of this promontory was a large triangular cave-mouth, black and silent, that faced the forested lands to the north.
Out of the cave a lithe, long shape emerged half-slithering half-crawling. It lifted its snakelike foreparts with a graceful push of a pair of scaly forelimbs ending in a pair of its prehensile four-toed claws, and fanned a pair of pale green chiropteran wings before the dawn. It raised its long neck and elegantly contoured serpent-snout to the wind, tasting the paling air with a forked crimson tongue. After a brief pause, the green bat-winged creature slid the rest of its enormous body--fit hindquarters built for leaping and springing, a pair of digitigrade hind-legs, and a long, muscular snakelike tail--out of the cave and leapt off the edge, snapping its claw-tipped wings against the air with immense power as it descended gracefully into the valley.
On the cliff-face opposite the promontory and its cave-mouth more activity was taking place: shapes similar to the first creature were coming out of the numerous cave-mouths and immediately taking to the air. Within a brief span one single creature had become dozens and all of them converged on the valley floor, following the one that had emerged from its cave first. The horde of flying creatures landed on the bare floor of the valley and settled there with a glissando of clapping wings, and afterwards they folded their wings upon their backs and turned to regard the first of their number to emerge from her cave, who stood before them in a position of authority.
Glibly did Tsjaphelain the she-dragon mistress of Cloud Peak Coterie, Lair Sixty-Six West, Arroyo Five, announce to her sisters the issues which she intended to discuss during this their annual springtime gathering:
"First of all before we begin with the business involving the raptor-perpetrated thefts from Lelasphaen's and Svarusvena's hoards, and the start of our annual Rock Python Awareness Week in which we'll be discussing the python problem and why there are so many of the damned things everywhere--"
This statement was met with nods and murmurs of agreement from her dragon-sisters.
"--it has come to the attention," Tsjaphelain went on, "of several of you that you have begun your new egg-cycles. Now as you know there has been a lot of talk, but let me assure you that this event's been carefully planned this year, and since it was decided at last season's gathering that we should have hatchlings this spring the time has come, dear sisters, for us to mate."
The announcement received mixed responses.
"The location where I've arranged for us to meet with our mates," she continued, "is the same as last year's location, in the hot springs fifty leagues to the south of here, in the valley below the mixed gender enclave at Pearl Summit Coterie.
"In any case, mating season's upon us now whether we want it to be or not, so let us all fly down to the springs and await our mates. Come on, you listless laggard lumps of worms! Get a move on!" she called as she spread her vast wings and took to the air. "The sooner it's done, the sooner we can all return to our lives in the Coterie."
"Damned dragons' cocks are only good for one thing," one of the she-dragons opined moodily, leaping high and taking flight long powerful strokes of the massive scapular muscles that drove her huge wings. "But some of them are so good, it's--mrrr, gods, it's so awkward sometimes, the things that I do and say when... Brrr..."
"Better that you'd said nothing else after your first remark," growled a second dragon, taking to the air and soaring alongside the first. "They're good for one thing only: without them we could not have hatchlings."
"Godshellfuck, you two really lack imagination," complained a third, who was already soaring tens of feet above them. "I can already think of hundreds of things to do with one, or two, or possibly three..."
"Well I am not doing anal this year," snarled a fourth, her expression growing bitter and resentful as she closed with the others and matched speeds with them. "That was the greatest mistake I ever made. I swear never again..."
After a time the flock of soaring she-creatures descended upon the hot springs in the valley beneath the Pearl Summit, rushing low over the steam-enshrouded valley floor in a sky-darkening horde and curving round the lip of the tremendous depression to land at last on the white-verdant ground bordering the waters. The dragons arrived in a region of shallow, heated lakes and pools with borders of bright saffron-colored brimstone scum floating around their edges. Tall, bare trees with paper-white bark grew in the midst of the manifold lakes, their dry branches clotted with clumps of stringy soil within whose ragged interiors large millipedes and beetles crawled.
The ground underneath their claws was covered in low, white spiky growths that felt like tiny, rubbery coral branches--incredibly small, and yet a multitude of the pliant appendages rubbing against one's belly scales produced a sensation that was to die for, not to mention the effects of rubbing against them against one's erogenous zones.
The constant beating of the dragons' wings sent clouds of steam rolling across the valley of the springs as the reptiles luxuriated in the sensuous wet-warm embrace of the mist, until their scales were all shiny and slick from the moisture. Several of them began touching one another and caressing each other with sleek, wet forepaws. They stood toe-to-claw on their hind-legs, facing one another, with their tails coiled around one another's lifted ankle-joints. The creatures' wandering, sliding tails swiftly tightened around each other, and the many pairs of lithe, slender, full, and plump dragon-bodies were pulled close to one another as the creatures massaged one another's slippery, dawn-lit, glistening bodies in the steam. Their forepaws ran all over one another's bodies and fingered the inside of every crevice. They writhed and played with one another till their wet, reddened sexes became flushed, and yearned to be stroked with greater and greater intensity. Other dragons preferred lying back upon their salience-lined backbones with their wings folded underneath them and reaching down to touch their own clits. The solitary ones looked down upon their sexes with heavy-lidded dreaming gazes, displaying the tips of long serrate ivory fangs in open-mouthed smiles. Their snaky necks arched limply over their crotches like weeping-willow branches, descending to lick at times, and to penetrate with their tongues. Several of them also used their tails to rub against their clits, or else stuffed the ends inside themselves and growled in delight as they fed the tail-appendages into their cunts.
The powerful musk exuded by the multitude of sexually aroused dragons was soon uplifted by the warm steam-clouds and taken away to other places, so that it would have been difficult if not impossible for any dragon within a radius of sixty miles not to detect the scent.
Before the she-dragons' games could escalate into anything more serious, the first of their would-be suitors arrived: a moderate-sized, winged hermaphrodite serpentine calling hiimself Syrlsluim of Peist, who arrived with both hiis sex organs already ashine with pre, a clear indication that Syrlsluim of Peist had been frigging hiimself both ways on the way over. The herm-dragon leapt down among them, landing to the right of one of the larger she-dragons, larger than her would-be suitor. Hii crept around her on four legs, inhaling deeply of her glistening neck scales. Hii then wandered past her and sniffed the tail of another dragon who had been using this appendage to stimulate herself. The other she-dragons in the group, in the meantime, gently nosed the herm's flanks and pressed their warm snouts lustfully against hiis loins as hii prowled among them.
Syrlsluim looked at hiis one would-be mate then glanced around at the other she-dragons, smiling at them with a mouthful of sharp fangs, as pale as bleached skulls and quite orderly. His fangs' color formed a fine contrast to the rich olive tones of hiis hide and the high polish of hiis black horns and claws.
After a moment Syrlsluim asked them, "Which one of you is it that's wearing the scent of the segolil?"
Several claimants came forward, more than possibly could have been wearing the scent in actuality, which did not appear to dismay Syrlsluim in the least as hii permitted hiimself to be surrounded by the purring, sensuously growling females.
The Cloud Peak dragons immediately recognized their first suitor as being one of ideal appearance for a serpentine, being tall-standing with somewhat thick limbs, a broad back, and a pair of powerful-looking wings, with only the faintest suggestion of girth around hiis snaky midsection, which tapered elegantly into hiis length of eagerly coiling and uncoiling tail. As Syrlsluim walked amongst the she-dragons they passed their forepaws along the underside of the herm's burnished golden belly scales, feeling hiis abdomen's smooth curves and pillow-soft scaly breasts which collectively secreted a coating of slimy amphibian-like moisture.
The females smeared some of the slime upon Syrlsluim's supple flanks and over hard, springy ankles of dragonbone and muscular thighs, while their forepaws explored the herm's smooth-scaled hindquarters, legs and tail, nearly tripping hiim up and pulling hiim backwards as hii passed among several of them. A number of females gave hiis clit a lick, slurped their tongues across hiis balls, or snorted warm breath upon Syrlsluim's stiffly bouncing dragoncock as hii passed the places where they lounged.
After several moments spent searching for the presumed scent and trying not to fall down, pushing hiis way through scores of growling dragons, Syrlsluim felt three pairs of strong forepaws seize the bitter end of hiis tail and pull hiim flat onto hiis back, into the waiting claws of a quintet of the lovely she-creatures, all of whom were much larger than hii was.
Smiling down lustfully at Syrlsluim with their fangs, the she-dragons began stroking the smaller dragon's smooth belly and hiis glistening male member, tugging at hiis already hard shaft and tickling its head. Another dragon crawled up between hiis legs, turned her head on its side, and pressed the side of her jaws against Syrlsluim's clit. She then began breathing gusts of sensuous heat on hiis sensitive labia while she uncoiled and flicked her long tongue across the outside of hiis clit. Her lips kissed and kneaded the outside of hiis clit, as she breathed her warm breath and flicked her tongue across it.
One of the she-dragons started to tickle the head of Syrlsluim's maleness with her tongue, after which she proceeded to fellate hiis entire dragoncock down to its base with wide-open jaws and nearly half of her snakelike gullet. She stopped doing so momentarily, giving a discolored ring of raised flesh around the base of the red shaft a brief thumbing with a claw: not an infection but perhaps a scar left from an old injury. Without further hesitation the dragoness fell back to fellating Syrlsluim's enormous, pre-drooling cock, grasping it by its shaft by the base and stroking it as she opened her jaws wide and swirled her tongue around the head. She found that Syrlsluim's cock was not too huge for her to take completely inside her throat and did so at once, while the other female on top of hiim began experimenting with flicking her tongue much deeper inside hiis female tunnels and withdrawing it with a snakelike wriggling motion, tickling the inside of hiim so that hii moaned and slavered, lifting and spreading hiis hind-legs for her to lick, while hiis tail slithered and slapped the ground in frenzied ecstasy.
In the meantime the herm-dragon's grinning, long-muzzled head slid across hiis belly to kiss the dragoness fellating him on one side of her muzzle. Hii reached down with a forepaw and took one of her huge breasts in the palm of hiis little claw, delighting in the feeling of such softness on the ends of hiis digits. Syrlsluim started to tickle the dragon's large jaws and throat with hiis tongue and then, extending hiis neck further, hii pulled first one of her breasts then the other into hiis wide-open slavering maw to flick hiis tongue over them and let their huge soft globes fill hiis mouth, which caused hiis great yellow serpent-eyes to roll back in a fit of sexual rapture.
As their passions for one another rapidly inflamed, the suitor let the she-dragons do whatever they pleased to hiim, while the sensuously moaning herm soon fell to aiding them in pleasuring hiimself, licking hiis own shaft primarily and only kissing the pre-smeared, scaly lips of the multitude females when they came close, as they came one after another after the other to fellate the herm's pleasurably aching, blood-pulsating dragoncock and lick out hiis pussy.
"Mm, yes, yess," Syrlsluim hissed in delight, leaning hiis head back into the paws of the females behind him and squirming. "Ooh, yes, that's superb. You're such a fine, fine ah--ulp--unnh, ooh, ah, aah, w--wait... you know I can do the same."
And with a surprising burst of snakelike speed, Syrlsluim liberated all of hiis various appendages from the females who held them and slithered out of their grasps and their jaws, until hii was lying underneath the belly of the one that had recently been performing cunnilingus on hiim. Positioning hiis jaws directly underneath her crotch, Syrlsluim started by placing first one finger-claw then another on either side of her clit and then pulling apart and pressing together several times. Then hii fitted hiis tight scaly lips over the she-dragon's clit and used them to hold her shut, holding the labia together with his oral suction, while her slippery sex kept opening back up as its edges constantly slid out from between hiis lips. Consequently (and intentionally), Syrlsluim had to constantly press hiis kissing, snuffling, heated snout against her crotch in order to kiss her slit closed for even a moment. At the same time, flicks of hiis tongue tickled her outsides and soon her insides, invading her with its soft squishiness, causing feelings of pleasure so glorious that she soon began moaning and opening her jaws wide, first to pant, and then opening wider in a continuous loud bellow of noisy draconic ecstasy. She started to gasp and hiis strenuously, her lips pulling back from dripping fangs in a laughing grin as she came onto Syrlsluim's surprised-looking and ashamedly-grinning face in a trio of eruptive, splattering orgasms.
Before the dripping-muzzled herm-dragon had finished pleasuring his cunnilingus-performing partner, she who had been sucking hiis cock found hiis male member and had started to fellate hiim again, and at the moment the other serpent's sex climaxed all over hiis muzzle, Syrlsluim's male member shot a full load of white sticky dragon-seed into her mouth.
At that moment the female with whom Syrlsluim was in the 69 position implored her companion to stop what she was doing.
"Wait! Wait a moment," she panted, still in the throes of orgasm, as the still ejaculating Syrlsluim's tongue continued to squeeze its length deep inside her. "There's something I want to see... and you're blocking... my view."
After a moment the other she-dragon obligingly removed her mouth from the herm's saliva-coated cock.
"Oh," said the speaker. "It's a scar."
The fellatio-performing dragoness immediately stopped what she was doing. "What happened to you?" she asked curiously.
"I used ah... an enhancer," replied Syrlsluim, taking hiis mouth away and displaying hiis glistening fangs in a smile that seemed almost too genuine, too bright, "a long time ago. It was a... crown, from my hoard. It was a perfect fit around my shaft, you see, which was the reason why I used it, but the wrong kind of metal, you see, it caused... an infection."
"Yes, of course," answered the first she-dragon.
"It looks like scar tissue," said the second, who had long since stopped licking hiis clit.
"As if it has been attached to hiim," remarked a third dragon, in accents of deep suspicion that verged on menace.
"Well then, let's have a look at this other package of yours," said a fourth she dragon, a macro ruby serpentine with a full chest, a plump midsection more than twice as large as Syrlsluim at hiis widest, and wings of dark glittering garnet that were monstrous and as wide as a wall and cast their shadows over all the other dragons in the vicinage. Along her undersides shone topaz-colored belly scales which extended from the tip of her tail across her broad stomach and so to the underside of her massive jaws, which were currently descending toward the herm's crotch and wearing a severe look of suspicion. The huge female red leaned down to examine Syrlsluim's femininity, crushing the end of the herm-dragon's struggling tail painfully underneath her enormous heavy abdomen and causing hiim to writhe and cry in agony.
Syrlsluim started panting in terror almost immediately as the massive female pressed her forepaw down upon the head of his shaft, pointing the pre-oozing maleslit directly toward the herm's fearful expression, and sat down upon hiim, smashing hiis erect male member flat against hiis belly and trapping it, which caused hiim to cry out in pain. With hiis hard, sensitive dragoncock trapped underneath the she-dragon's paw, Syrlsluim was forced to undergo examination, and upon doing so she began to announce to her sisters in the Coterie the enigmas that she discerned in the organ before her: the flesh seemed far too rubbery, not nearly soft enough, and it looked pale, with a too-shiny roseate tone that somehow resembled the color of scar tissue.
All the females who had been licking Syrlsluim's clit agreed that the herm's labia possessed a somewhat unhealthy skin-tone. "And something doesn't feel right," one of them added.
"Eyh, what the hell's this about? What are you saying?" Syrlsluim erupted at them, squirming around angrily underneath the weight of huge ruby dragoness and several of the other macros, who had surrounded his upper body and were now sitting with their heavy midsections and thick tails draped across hiis body.
Syrlsluim whimpered something incomprehensible underneath them as the ruby she-dragon stuck her three big claw-fingers halfway inside hiis clit.
"Mm, well then," the dragoness who examined hiim proclaimed, "It looks almost like it's been operated upon. Did you... have this done to yourself?"
"I think now it's clear why this little one has come to our little gathering," said one of the other dragons.
"Look at these edges," complained another, wriggling the prehensile end of her tail across the outside of Syrlsluim's clit, causing hiim to gasp and struggle. "You can practically see every stroke of the sculptor-sorcerer's styling knife. Feel how springy it is--ugh!"
"It's exactly the same as the little worm's cock, which was clearly attached," said the ruby female, letting her full weight squash hiim as she ground her huge crotch down upon the flattened shaft of hiis painfully throbbing dragonhood.
"No, no, no, what are you saying?" cried Syrlsluim, wheezing and coughing from the pain of being sat upon. "You've all lost your minds! Get off me! Get off!"
"Oh my, whatever it is, look--now it's crying," one of the she-dragons cooed mockingly. "I think it wanted this to happen."
"I concur. I think it came to this place wanting this to happen," the dragoness examining Syrlsluim's clit agreed with authority, breathing heat on the sensitive labia as she leaned down to examine hiis sex, spreading the glistening lips apart with two claw-fingers to look inside hiim. "The way a masochist goads a sadist, the way a serial robber or murderer wants to be caught..."
"I--I apologize m--most humbly," exclaimed Syrlsluim, without ceasing to wriggle around underneath the huge, heavy dragonesses. "But I think you've all gone mad, and so I will l--unnnh... leave right this... moment--unnh! Rrrrgh!"
"You will stay right where you are," the macro she-dragon crushing down upon hiis loins announced loudly, grinding her crotch against Syrlsluim's dualsex and causing hiim to cry out. "And not another word out of you..."
"Oh I would love to stay," hii answered in wheedling, faux-affectionate tones, swallowing nervously. Hii grunted in pain as the ruby dragon pressed even more of her huge weight down upon hiim.
"Oh Sregrethon! Sregrethon, come here!" several of the she-dragons called out.
Craning hiis restrained neck in order to examine hiis surroundings, Syrlsluim quickly caught sight of something in the distance. Hii cringed, and faintly murmured the words: "Oh no..."
From a distance and from underneath the heavy, crushing bodies of the reclining females hii was afforded only a partial glimpse of the approach of a group of dragons, all males, the smallest of whom was larger than the largest female currently resting upon hiis body. The largest males were all quite heavily built, with thick limbs and huge rounded bellies, and they all arrived with erect, glistening--and in many cases panic-inducingly enormous--dragoncocks distended from their scaly sheaths. The entire lot was already drooling thin streamlets of their pre onto the ground, and a great many of the males came with both fore-claws already wrapped tightly around their shafts to frig themselves.
Then the male black dragon called Sregrethon came forward.
The female green dragon Tsjaphelain confronted him. "Well once again, my dear Sregrethon, it appears we've started off unsteadily," she told him, "with a rather small distraction, different from last year's. My sisters and I have discovered something. May I show it to you?"
Sregrethon made a gesture of invitation, and Tsjaphelain led the black dragon to the edge of a veritable mountain of reptile flesh, nine of the heaviest she-dragons all lying on top of the squirming, gasping herm-dragon, prying their helpless prisoner's hind-legs apart so that hiis pre-beslimed dragoncock and balls (the former of which lay half-crushed beneath a macro she-dragon's belly) and hiis wet pussy were all exposed for the approaching pair to view.
Sregrethon and Tsjaphelain both looked over Syrlsluim's genitals and made several snorting, growling noises of distaste. In the meantime, Syrlsluim lay crushed and whimpering in terror as the male and female dragon proceeded with their inspection.
"I was thinking," Tsjaphelain began, cupping with the herm-dragon's balls in one forepaw, lifting, testing, and weighing, "that most of this vile creature's cock and balls must've been removed to another part; that a part of the shaft was left behind here and whittled into this unnatural-looking thing," she accused, pinching the pale labia roughly in between her two claw-fingers and letting Syrlsluim's slippery flesh slide out from between them. "Ugh, it's like an unripe fruit."
"Stop! Please stop!" Syrlsluim begged weakly, while hiis cries went unheeded. "Let me go, let me go, please please pl--mrfgh!"
"Little worm," said Sregrethon, crushing the herm-dragon's muzzle inside of one huge, scaly fist and instantly silencing hiim. "It appears that you have taken part in some self-experimentation, and have done all sorts of unnatural things to yourself."
"No, no, I haven't," whined Syrlsluim. "Please no no... Stop it! Stop--unnnh--oh no--rrrgh, unngh, oh ooh..." The rest of hiis noises were cut off by panicked heavy breathing as several the females lying on top of Syrlsluim shifted more of their body-weight onto hiim, crushing hiim beneath an even heavier load.
"Quiet!" Sregrethon growled, grabbing hiim by the balls and giving hiim a fair suggestion of a squeeze that could have easily become much tighter.
Syrlsluim shriveled in terror and instantly grew quiet, although noises of quasi-amorous complaint still escaped hiim now and then.
"Look at the way the clit is the stump of the penis cleaned out and pulled inside," Tsjaphelain pointed out to her companion, disclosing long fangs in a grin of disgust and fascination. "The vagina is just this little worm's cock-stump pulled inside a hole."
"With a section of mucus-producing intestine magically fitted to the end, to give it added depth," Sregrethon concluded. "And a partial skin-sack left over after they moved the balls and scrotum, which became part of the new cervix."
"Ugh!" Tsjaphelain exclaimed.
"What? N--no!" Syrlsluim shouted, struggling in terror. "N--no, no, oh no wait, wait, th--this is... this is all completely untrue! Rrrrrgh--you've all gone mad!"
"Little worm's hiding behind defiance again," growled Sregrethon. "What about this scar from where hii had hiis cock and balls reattached above the new female parts?"
"Clearly someone who wanted us to take notice of hiim," said Tsjaphelain.
Syrlsluim immediately became frantic. "What? No! Take n--notice? What are you--unnh!--saying? Unnh! Rrrgh! Please please I--I've absolutely no knowledge, none whatsoever, of any of the things you are ss--unnh--saying... Oh no please don't! Please it's not--ulp!" hii gasped and swallowed, as the two larger dragons continued to mercilessly pluck and pinch hiis genitalia. "I used a gold crown... fitted round the base of my ss--shaft... to tickle... but it left a ss--scar from an i--infection..."
"Mm, that's quite a story," one of the females remarked disinterestedly.
Upon hearing the disinterest in her voice, a shocked grin of fright spread across Syrlsluim's already trembling muzzle, and hii went on to say, "But because th--the gold was sss--spurious, I--I had no idea that it was, of course, until much later," hii amended quickly. "But it was not--that is, I had--"
Sregrethon growled and grabbed Syrlsluim's balls. "Spurious? What an ironic turn of events for my spurious little.... whatever you are..."
"No no, please listen to me, please!" Syrlsluim begged them, nearly laughing in hiis state of panic. "I am completely genuine. You must believe me!"
"Of course you are, little worm," Tsjaphelain agreed, gently penetrating hiis clit with the ends of two finger-claws. "You're genuine in your desires, which are the sole reason why you came here to this place, to satisfy them. You came here begging to be exposed for what you are--ugh, whatever that is, and only the gods know what you were before..."
"Who knows what you were, little worm," said Sregrethon, painfully tugging at the head of Syrlsluim's shaft, pulling hiis dragoncock out from underneath the belly of the huge creature who was crushing hiim. "You desired--what? A new toy for you and you alone, because just having one had grown too tedious for you?"
Tsjaphelain snarled, "It is the kind of body that only a belly-crawling male worm with a penchant for penetration and castration-fetish would create for himself, or perhaps a female who cannot get enough of large dragoncock and needs one in front of her at all times, one to stuff her insides with, or maybe two or three--ugh!" she exclaimed with a cry of loathing. "Your cock doesn't match the complexion of your balls. It's too hideous to even contemplate--mrrrg!"
"It makes no difference, little pretender," Sregrethon growled. "It makes no difference to us, because clearly turning oneself into a sexual plaything," he went on to declare, while a grin of wicked delight spread across his long serrate jaws, "the decision to go from one to two--anyone who exhibits the desire to do such things to wants only to increase the number of satisfactions to which he or she may be subjected, and so in order for you to receive that which you came here to find, we must fulfill your every desire... for punition and correction. We will satisfy these vile desires of yours and then afterwards, because we will have no use for a fawning worm the likes of you, I intend to devour you alive and whole. You may elect now whether you wish to be devoured headfirst or tail-first."
"W--what are you saying?" Syrlsluim responded in shouts of panic. "I have no idea what--I did not do ANYthing to myself! I didn't! Please I--I did nothing, changed nothing! I only came here w--wanting t--to mate, that's the only reason."
"Did you?" Sregrethon asked hiim in a low, seductive growl.
"Ulp.... Wait... no," Syrlsluim grunted from underneath the heavy pile of she-dragons. "No please..."
All of a sudden the nine females climbed off of hiim and the herm serpentine lay on the ground panting for several moments before rising shakily on hiis hind-legs and standing, whereupon hii stood before Sregrethon with hiis long body swaying dizzily, and in a state of nervous distraction and physical dishevelment.
"I think that there has been a m--mistake," Syrlsluim began unsteadily, flashing them a brilliant disarming smile. "I truly apologize for my part in this... m--minor misunderstanding," hii continued, backing away from Sregrethon on weak hind-legs and bowing unsteadily at the waist at the same time. "And so I shall be leaving you and your companions, Master Sregrethon, and no one need--ulgph!"
Before Syrlsluim was able to complete hiis sentence Sregrethon's huge, scaly forepaw shot out and seized hold of the herm's neck, grasping the retreating dragon's throat and pulling hiim back with such violent speed that several of hiis scales were left spinning in the space hiis body had just vacated. Syrlsluim was then dragged forwards and dangled in front of Sregrethon's mouth, snout-to-snout: close enough for the two to kiss. The panicked herm hung inertly from hiis neck in front of the larger animal's dripping maw, squirming and weeping in terror, unable to escape what with the male dragon's huge crushing forepaws grasping and choking hiim unmercifully until every breath became a gasp. There was no comfort for hiim as the larger dragon draped hiis small serpentine body across the enormous round bulge of his belly and began to pet Syrlsluim's trembling muzzle and face, stroking the herm's crested forehead cruelly and forcefully while he softly advised his prey:
"Now, my little worm, let's not be disagreeable. I only want to devour you, but my friend behind you" --and as he said this, Syrlsluim felt immense pressure against hiis long spine and craned his neck slowly backwards like a tree-hunting viper extending itself upside-down-- "wants something else."
Behind him, Syrlsluim could see, there stood a second dragon, an enormous male with scales of royal blue covering much of his body and a vast eggshell-pale underbelly that reached high above the herm's head. The blue dragon's regal grinning horned visage was uplifted by a long snaky neck. He possessed triple ear-frills and great yellow serpent-eyes that glowered down at Syrlsluim with a terrible hunger and lust. As the herm looked up, the male blue leaned down and exhaled heated, nidorous breath into Syrlsluim's face while at the same time pushing the much smaller serpentine down in between his and Sregrethon's belly, until poor Syrlsluim was veritably crushed in between the two larger creatures' huge, armored bodies.
As the small serpentine writhed in between the two crushing weights, the two macro dragons' cocks swelled mightily and their pricks reached toward hiis struggling rear-end, thrusting straight up against hiis crotch. The head of the blue dragon's massive, thick member thumped against Syrlsluim's posterior quite hard, which caused the herm to begin whimpering: "Oh no, oh no no, gods no, don't please..."
"What was that, you little wretch?" the blue snarled immediately. "Are you being contrary?"
"Oh no! I'm not! Ple--AAAOOUGGGH!!"
Syrlsluim went from uttering weak whimpers to a surprisingly loud series of growling bellows as the male blue slid the head of his shaft into the tight ring of the herm's anus, stuffing the serpentine's rectal cavity full of throbbing, thrusting dragon-meat. The blue dragon's enormous muscular member drooled pre all over hiis insides while Syrlsluim moaned and struggled endlessly in vain to pull hiimself up off of what felt like a massive thick pole holding open his straining his ass-hole, one that thudded against hiis posterior bones from underneath with hideous, relentless power. Hii had nearly managed to do so, but was prevented from escaping by the intervention of one Sregrethon, who once again started roughly petting Syrlsluim's muzzle and face, forcing the herm back down onto the other dragon's huge shaft.
Syrlsluim cried and begged as hii slid back down onto the dragon's shaft, but all hiis pleas went unheeded.
Then Sregrethon pressed the head of his own dragonhood against Syrlsluim's clit, preparing to fuck hiim frontways, and the smaller dragon stilled hiis frantic struggles momentarily in order to gaze pleadingly up into the macro black dragon's coldly amused serpent-glower. Hiis non-action involuntarily permitted the blue dragon to slide his shaft all the way up inside Syrlsluim's strained, aching ass-hole, which elicited a gasp from the herm as a sick and weary expression spread across hiis long-muzzled countenance, which in turn caused the blue dragon to smile at hiim.
At the same time it was clear from the way the herm gasped sensuously and lolled hiis tongue out of hiis mouth that Syrlsluim's levels of sexual arousal were burgeoning well outside the range of hiis control. Hii therefore tried not to move at all as Sregrethon continued to thrust the head of his dragoncock teasingly up and down all over the slick outsides of Syrlsluim's clit. In addition to feeling arousal there, hii also felt a tingling, almost painful yearning in the head of hiis squashed and trapped cock, which remained in stuck tight quarters in between hiis body and Sregrethon's, where the larger dragon's belly scales stroked its slippery length unremittingly.
Syrlsluim gave up hiis struggles and ceased moving entirely as the two dragons commenced fucking hiim both frontways and back, with Sregrethon's huge erection pounding inside hiis loins with bone-jarring strength, the head of his huge prick thudding against the inmost depths of hiis feminine tunnel. Syrlsluim continued to hiss and weep in terror as hii was invaded both ways. However, he eventually came close to being able to slide hiis body up and off of the blue dragon's huge, invasive shaft, as well as off of the one which stretched hiis pussy walls to the verge of unbearable pain, when all of a sudden Sregrethon's forepaw lifted and the male dragon started to pet Syrlsluim roughly on the head and muzzle once again, compelling the struggling, nearly escaped serpentine to slide painfully back down onto the two huge dragoncocks, to have hiis vaginal and anal orifices once again stretched to their limits as hii panted and wept.
The black dragon's member had a head that felt tremendous as it pushed hiis insides apart; if Sregrethon had forsaken all phallic activity and instead used his claw-fist to penetrate Syrlsluim's cunt it could have felt no bigger inside hiim. The herm was soon hyperventilating in a panic as hii was bounced up and down without remittance on the dragons' two monstrous pricks, one in each of hiis lower orifices. Hiis own dragoncock remained where it had been, pointed straight up in between Sregrethon's crushing weight and hiis own strengthless, scaly body. Hiis entire lower body felt so hugely, impossibly stretched and filled with relentlessly sliding and thumping flesh, stretched, and squeezed apart that hii felt scarcely able to take a full breath, which left hiim feeling totally helpless.
Sregrethon and the blue dragon started grinding their loins against one another with opposing circular motions, the result of which caused poor Syrlsluim to feel like hiis guts were being upheld by stool consisting of only two thick, rounded legs, which were thrust straight up inside hiis cunt and ass-hole and then pulled away from one another, causing the herm to feel the most intense pain like hiis body was about to be torn in half from the ass and crotch up. As the two dragons played what appeared to be a game of tug-of-war involving Syrlsluim's strained loins, the creatures continued to fuck both of hiis orifices as hard as they possibly could, crushing hiis midsection rhythmically with their tremendous bellies until Syrlsluim felt sorely beaten and unspeakably violated by the two giant creatures.
As the timing of their thrusts grew more synchronized and increasingly passionate, the two male dragons pushed poor, squirming, weeping Syrlsluim to the limits of hiis endurance in the narrow space between them. Their motions of writhing against one another also had the effect of gradually pushing Syrlsluim up and out from between their two bodies, until the herm was nearly free, nearly able to slide hiimself off of their dragoncocks and escape from between the two monsters. But at that moment Syrlsluim cringed back down onto the two huge pricks and moaned in pathetic terror as Sregrethon's head descended toward hiim, hovered in front of hiis face for a moment, and grinned. Then the dripping gate of his fang-lined jaws opened wide enough to engulf the smaller dragon's head, which he did at once, and afterwards Sregrethon slowly began to pull the rest of Syrlsluim into his mouth.
Syrlsluim struggled inside the predator's maw to no avail as the black dragon started to devour first hiis head, then hiis neck an inch at a time, while underneath in hiis crotch hii felt gusts of heated breath as the male blue lowered his head to the smaller dragon's tail and clasped its end gently in between his massive jaws. Then the blue lifted hiis tail in his jaws till it pointed skyward and he began swallowing Syrlsluim tail-first, slowly uplifting hiis hindquarters while keeping his cock always deep inside the herm's ass, so that poor Syrlsluim's hind-legs were forced to spread wide in order to accommodate the blue dragon's massive, round stomach.
As a result, Syrlsluim felt hiis serpentine body slowly folded into a painful "U" shape in between the two macro dragons' crushing bellies.
The panicked herm felt certain that this time hiis body was about to be split in two at the crotch. "Please no! Don't!" Syrlsluim screamed in terror. "I shall be torn in half!"
"That you shall, little one," the blue dragon agreed.
"My companion and I intend to meet somewhere around your middle, in a kiss," Sregrethon replied. "Do not worry, little worm, it will all be over soon."
With most of hiis head inside the mouth of the dragon in front of hiim, hiis tail in the mouth of another and hiis long snakelike body folded into a painful, struggling U-shape in between them, Syrlsluim nearly succumbed to madness. But in spite of the terror hii felt at the idea of being devoured by two dragons at once, hii was still able to articulate hiis pleas from the depths of Sregrethon's mouth:
"Please," Syrlsluim gasped. "Please don't do this. Let's--oh, I--I saw some other creatures... on my way over... You'd--I'll show you where... I saw them, and--do you like eggs? I saw several nests in the mountains. Oh, don't! Please ple--"
"Lies!" Sregrethon erupted in a muffled snarl, hiis mouth and throat filled with the serpentine dragon's head and neck. "Lies and deceit!"
Syrlsluim whimpered wordlessly as the speaking dragon's moving upper and lower front fangs gently brushed the scales of hiis throat. "No, no more," hii whined in between a series of gasping breaths. "The three of (hnnnh!) us needn't (hnnnh!) fight. Please (hnnnh!) the two of (fhnnnh!) you, and I (hnnnh!) can be reasonable (fhnnnh!) like old (fhnnnh!) old friends (hnnnh!) I--"
"I? Who's this I, you filthy vermin?" the blue dragon growled. "You're nothing but a worm! Let's hear you say it," he demanded, as he plunged his long shaft inside of Syrlsluim's anal tract and pulling it out slowly, dragging the club-head of his dragonhood across the soft fleshy spot where hiis prostate bone lay hidden and causing the herm to suffer uncontrollable fits and spasms that wracked hiis body.
"Y--your worm... begs you t--to... oh no no no, stop! Stop! Ple--aoumfgh!"
The rest of Syrlsluim's speech was cut off after hiis ingestion had progressed to the point where hii was no longer able to form words. Hiis head and half hiis neck were now inside the male black's gullet, and the herm went mad in his struggles, trying to slide himself off of the two males' dragoncocks while at the same time attempting to slide hiis head and hiis quickly disappearing tail out of their mouths. Syrlsluim's panicked efforts were maddeningly frustrated at every turn, so that in the end hii succeeded at neither, and his hindquarters were kept stuffed full of dragoncock while hiis cries grew fainter and more pitiable with every futile attempt hii made at escaping.
Finally, the blue dragon growled to his partner in muffled accents: "Sregrethon, I've been considering something. Stop swallowing."
Sregrethon lifted his eye-ridges in mild surprise. "Mmf? What's the matter?"
Then the two male dragons withdrew their dripping jaws from the head and tail of their shaking, terrified prey and allowed the shivering mucus-coated serpentine to remain where hii was, with hiis head and tail still crushed into the shape of a U between the two of them. The two larger dragons proceeded to engage in discussion, during which both of them grasped the serpentine around hiis slender throat, or seized his writhing, frantically slapping tail and crushed them in their claws, while the two took turns petting the top of the herm's roughly while they gave both hiis pussy and hiis ass-hole the occasional hard, penetrative thrust, hard enough to force loud, involuntary whimpers from Syrlsluim each time the two dragoncocks moved inside. Hiis cock remained squashed flat and immobile as their tremendous thrusts jarred hiis insides unmercifully, fully erect and unable to wilt from all the blood still trapped inside hiis shaft.
"I know. Let's have a contest," the blue dragon declared after he'd removed the tail from his mouth. "We'll have a race to see who can make the other cum first." His fore-claw descended swiftly to the level of Sregrethon's crotch and grasped his companion's cock around its thick base, and he started sliding up and down as the black dragon did the same to his shaft, much to the discomfort of Syrlsluim, who bellowed and squirmed and wept as the two males kept one claw apiece around one another's pricks and then used their other claws to pet the top of hiis head with great force, smoothing the smaller dragon's short, upward-reaching horns back and brushing his neck scales down in the most malicious manner possible.
Sregrethon smilingly ignored Syrlsluim's endless struggles as the herm-dragon grew increasingly agitated. He grinningly suggested another idea to his partner, one that Syrlsluim never heard him say; the black dragon momentarily took his claw away from the herm's head and cupped it to one side of his muzzle, leaning in close to whisper something behind one of the second male's woad ear-frills, something which caused the blue dragon's expression to brighten ominously. Afterwards Sregrethon stared down at the panicking herm, wearing a fang-packed grin of anticipation on his massive jaws.
"What a splendid idea!" the blue dragon exclaimed, and he wore nearly the same expression when he spoke. "And it's something we haven't done in ages!"
"We'll start right away," Sregrethon answered, pulling both Syrlsluim's cunt and hiis ass-hole off of both of their massive dragoncocks at once, which elicited a weak cry and a gasp from their victim, after which they let the herm collapse into a heap of feebly slithering coils in front of their feet.
Sregrethon then turned to address the assembled females of the Coterie. "If you ladies would be so kind as to keep this dirty little troublemaker where he is for a moment, there is something that my fellows and I need to retrieve from the site where it was hidden. Two things, actually..."
A moment later Sregrethon departed the hot springs, taking to the air and leading the other males away to the nearby site. Sregrethon and the others returned to the springs forthwith, and a number of them came back carrying two massive objects in their claws. They held by the edges what appeared to be the halves of a tall hollow cone carved out of black hornblende, a cone that someone had sawed in half lengthwise. The cone's pointed tip had also been neatly sawed off, likely sometime before it was cut in half, to create a small sieve-hole at the tapered end whenever the two halves were put together.
Syrlsluim was shortly thereafter dragged unmercifully by the she-dragons to a spot in one corner of the valley, where a trio of megaliths of equal height stood close to one in a triangular formation. There was a constant chorus of bellowing, roaring, and draconic hissing, which swelled into a chaotic crescendo of excitement as the serpentine was unceremoniously deposited into the midst of the three standing stones with a thud of twisting coils, whereupon a great writhing mass of she-dragons climbed aboard hiis chest and belly and crushed hiim underneath.
There were no more struggles as Syrlsluim lay on hiis back, crushed completely beneath a huge pile of dragons while a quartet of the creatures held hiis neck immobile in anticipation of the arrival of the halved hollow cone-artifact, which still hovered several feet above their heads. The airborne males' wings beat unremittingly as they swung the identical pair of heavy objects into place, dropping the two cone-halves point-down into the space between the trio of standing stones and letting them fall. At the same time the four females holding Syrlsluim's head and neck in their claws contrived to have the hole at the tapered end of the two cone-halves come together around the herm-dragon's neck in a circlet so that the cone's sieve-hole became a tight, unyielding collar of stone fitted around hiis throat.
All the other dragons rejoiced at the sight of Syrlsluim struggling and slithering in a state of panic, and the females who had been holding hiim down released hiim at once to struggle and thrash on the ground like a land-bound eel with its mouth hooked. Hii was unable to slide hiis horned head out of the hole at the bottom of the cone once the halves were in place in between the trio of stones; it was the sheer ponderous weight of the cone which held it down and kept the two halves together.
Syrlsluim quickly discovered that hii lacked the power to lift the conical object or to pull its halves apart, let alone the power to move it at all. To make matters worse, dragons were landing all around the edges of the hollow cone's base and looking down at hiim with fanged expressions of fiendish delight. Most were males, hii saw, and hii answered their smiles with a weak one of hiis own as hii watched them all squat round the edges of the concavity and start to tug at their pricks, flicking their scaly wrists over and over as they jacked themselves off into the huge stone chalice which extended from the base of Syrlsluim's collar, so that streams of their glistening pre were soon flowing down the sides of the concavity and forming a sticky puddle around the neck of their whimpering victim.
It wasn't long before the first male dragon had unleashed his load of seed into the chalice of Syrlsluim's stone collar, hitting the trapped worm full in the eyes and muzzle with tremendous spurts of hot, sticky, musky dragon-cum. Then another dragon came off into Syrlsluim's face, and afterwards a third directed his stream downwards, until no part of the trapped dragon's olive-scaled head and neck remained unstained by the white, sticky substance. Soon dragon-cum spattered the insides of the concavity and flowed down the steep sides of the cone in miniature rivers. Syrlsluim's neck was soon inches deep in the stuff, and the level continued to rise, as more and more of the male dragons perched on the edges of the hollow cone and masturbated onto the trapped herm-dragon, spraying hiis face maliciously with innumerably hot, salty loads of their seed.
In time the pool of cum at the bottom of the cone rose, until it lapped at the underside of Syrlsluim's dripping, weakly panting muzzle, and some of it threatened to enter hiis open, panting jaws. Hii had thus far been able to avoid swallowing much of the sickening substance in which hiis head and neck had been bathed. Now, however, the terrified herm realized that hii would soon drown in the stuff if hii did not escape--or else, Syrlsluim thought in a growing panic, he would be forced to drink as much of the awful substance as possible in order to keep from drowning in it.
Hiis heart quickly sank as hii began to realize exactly how many male dragons had been summoned to the orgy by the females' prior activities. Syrlsluim was given no opportunity to avoid the sticky, slimy rain of dragon-jissom that pelted hiis horned head ceaselessly from above, for no matter how much hii screamed and beat the outside of hiis stone collar with both forepaws and sought to pull hiis neck the torment simply would not cease, it would not cease, and hiis panic and terror soon had hiim laughing deliriously as the herm-dragon wept at the top of hiis muffled, hissing voice.
"Someone shut that little beast's mouth before I cut off its head!" one of the dragons raged, a lithe golden scaled serpentine female with pale amber belly scales, who sat watching hiim and masturbating with the males who squatted around the edge of the chalice. "I'm sick of hearing its screeches! Someone cut its throat!"
Suddenly the yellow-golden dragoness swarmed down the wall of the cone until she straddled the space directly above Syrlsluim, and she thrust her crotch against hiis face. "You will make me cum with your unworthy tongue, you sordid slimy length of reeking fish bait!" she proclaimed angrily, grasping hiis muzzle tightly in her fore-claw and pulling hiis face up close to hers. She spat on the end of hiis snout. "Or I swear by my hide I will drown your worthless vermin carcass in this stone cup, you fucking worm! Lick me! Lick, I said, you worthless belly-crawling slug! Lick my pussy!" She used her loins to press Syrlsluim's head down into the pool of warm dragon-jissom without showing hiim any mercy. The vile, pungent fluids came up to almost hiis jaws, and no matter now much hii begged and abased hiimself she simply would not let hiim up to breathe until hii had started to lick her pussy.
Syrlsluim began to lick her weakly at first, and she rolled her eyes and called out to her fellows, "One of you on the outside, please lend me your services in restraining the body of this little worm. I want hiim to take this task seriously. Give hiim a reason to agree to my every whim."
"With pleasure, milady," Syrlsluim heard the voice of the blue dragon reply, and all of a sudden two huge claws of terrible power seized hiim around the ankles, instantly and painfully pulling hiis body back and laying hiim flat on its serrate, snaky spine while at the same time spreading hiis trembling hind-legs. A moment later an immense, erect dragoncock was inserted swiftly into the hiis anal tract, with its huge, poking club-head running roughshod over the sensitive posterior portion of hiis prostate, so that hii felt a pulsation of the purest agonizing bliss pinching deep within hiis loins and sweating out of hiis shaft, accompanied by the most lip-bitingly intense pleasure radiating throughout hiis feminine tunnel.
Then what must have been the heaviest, most enormous she-dragon in any of the mountain enclaves sat down upon Syrlsluim's erection, sliding hiis dragonhood's length all the way inside her slick-walled cunt so that no amount of struggle would dislodge it. At this time Syrlsluim, who was already having difficulty some breathing at the bottom of the slime-filled hollow cone, was hardly able to take a breath because of the massive creature seated on top of hiis chest, not to mention the weight of the blue dragon, who rested his huge rear-end crushingly on top of the herm's hindquarters and squashed half of hiis victim's wriggling, slapping serpent-tail underneath.
"Ooh, this one's breasts are soft," the fat she-dragon exclaimed. She alternated coiling her tail first around one tender, scaly breast then doing the other, tightening the prehensile tip of her tail around Syrlsluim's nipples one at a time as the herm gasped and licked the golden she-dragon's pussy until hii wept, grieving for what hiis situation had become. The stone collar held hiim firmly as the spurts of cum from scores of ejaculating male dragons continued to rain down inside the chalice, threatening to drown him, while the cruel golden female pounded her loins unremittingly against hiis snout and cursed hiim roundly, calling hiim a filthy cum-drunken whoreson assfucker, plus dozens more names that were as bad or worse, and she threatened to do even worse to him if hii did not bring her to climax in good time.
Slowly and unhappily, Syrlsluim licked out her pussy, making her cum as much as hii was able, which wasn't much. She huffed and hissed in frustration as she dunked Syrlsluim's head beneath the surface of the vile pool of dragon-seed over and over again, giving hiim no respite whatsoever, while hii made desperate attempts at pleasing her by squeezing hiis tongue deep inside her. In the meantime, the male blue and his mate the enormously heavy she-dragon remained seated on top of Syrlsluim, continuing to pound away at both hiis sore, achingly erect cock and hiis stretched ass-hole without giving hiim any respite.
At that point Syrlsluim heard the huge dragoness say, "Now we need something for hiis other hole," and hii instantly began to whimper and squirm as felt her thick claw-fingers pressing against hiis clit's edges. Hii closed hiis eyes and panted in helpless terror as one of her fat digits entered hiis pussy and twisted cruelly, finding its way further and further inside hiim. "Oo, I know," she exclaimed. "Hand me hiis tail. I know just what to do to hiim."
Syrlsluim felt the blue dragon's large, muscular tail coil around hiis weaker, slenderer appendage and pull hiis tail round to the front of him and his huge mate, at which point the herm felt powerful claws grasp hiis tail round the middle and fill hiis cunt with it, stuffing hiim with as much as would fit inside hiim. Hiis facial expression changed at once, going from grieving and sorrowful to shocked and woozy as the male and the female dragon sitting on top of hiim filled hiis sex with half of hiis wriggling tail then spent several moments longer trying to stuff it deeper inside hiis tunnel when it clearly would go no further.
Biting hiis lip in fits of ecstatic whimpering, Syrlsluim made low, pitiful sounds inside the collar of stone while scores of male dragons continued to arrive and perch all around the concavity's edges, and one after another they wrung climax after climax out of their huge pricks, spurting loads of their jissom all over the yellow-golden dragoness as she writhed in the sticky, white rain and lounged on top of hiim in the grip of pleasure, bumping her loins against the herm's muzzle as she repeatedly dunked hiis head beneath the surface of the pool of dragon-cum, which had already become so deep that it was no longer possible for Syrlsluim to take a breath without swallowing a partial mouthful of the hideously strong-tasting substance, which nearly caused hiim to retch.
At long last, Syrlsluim heard the culmination of the golden she-dragon's moans and sensuous hisses, a bellow that built into an icy reptilian hiss of pure ecstasy as she came all over hiis muzzle, pumping quarts of her warm juices onto the unhappy, sickened herm's muzzle and wearily blinking eyes. When she finally permitted Syrlsluim to lift hiis head out of the pool of foul stickiness, the herm arose panting and weakened from hiis ordeal. Slowly, hii lifted hiis dizzied, unfocused gaze toward her and watched the golden dragon climb swiftly out of the concavity in which hii lay trapped.
As soon as the golden serpentine disappeared hii heard her voice again, speaking outside the hollow cone, talking to both the male blue dragon and the enormously heavy female in tones of excitement:
"That was terrific!" she cried. "This low-bred worm will do anything you tell hiim to do. Go on and have your turn now, because I want to fuck hiis cock!"
After this proclamation, Syrlsluim felt blessed relief as the fat dragoness climbed off hiis stomach, and was replaced by the lighter--though much crueler--golden-scaled she-dragon, who afterwards used her loins to bend hiis dragonhood painfully from side to side and back between hiis legs as she fucked hiim, so that with every stroke came pain at the base of hiis cruelly bending cock.
In those moments, when Syrlsluim was whimpering, shedding tears, and wincing at every thrust from the blue dragon's huge member and every painful collision between hiis loins and the golden dragon's, when hii thought things could not get any worse for hiim, hii heard the thunderous rumble and shifting quake of something enormously heavy as it climbed up the outside of the hollow cone.
Syrlsluim swallowed the lump in hiis throat, and hiis eyes widened in terror.
Several of the male dragons squatting around the edge of the chalice were shunted to either side as a tremendous, winged indigo-violet dragoness with the fattest, roundest, and most gelatinously quivering belly Syrlsluim had ever encountered climbed up and perched on the edge, standing tall on her hind-claws. Hii was unable to take hiis dread-consumed yellow eyes off her huge belly as the she-dragon ruffled her vast leathery wings and then folded them back behind her.
The indigo dragon leaned forward suddenly and let her light-eclipsing, nearly globular midsection fall bulge-first into the chalice directly on top of Syrlsluim's trapped head and neck. The instant her weight landed on hiis head the poor dragon's serpentine neck were bent and crushed in accordion-fashion underneath her, and hiis head was instantly plunged back down into the sticky, foul pool of dragon-jissom. Although hii fought and writhed both inside and outside the hollow cone, and pounded hiis claws against in vain against its unyielding stone collar, Syrlsluim could not resist her great belly's heaving weight; once underneath, hii remained completely at her mercy.
After several lurching concussive movements which caused Syrlsluim great pain and left hiim severely dizzied, the she-dragon was able to slide her enormous belly into position with her clit positioned directly over top of the panting, fearfully grimacing herm's fanged snout, whereupon she let most of her weight settle onto hiis muzzle. Her tunnel slid down over Syrlsluim's gasping jaws, engulfing hiis snout and forcing hiim to lick out her pussy, and within moments the trapped, panicking creature realized that hiis only option was to make her cum as quickly as possible so that she would climb out of the concavity as soon as possible, thereby allowing hiim to breathe again.
Syrlsluim was simultaneously drowning in dragon-secretions and pushing the she-dragon's massive stomach from underneath using only the end of hiis snout, which failed to do anything except slide hiis snout deeper inside her. Veins stood out on hiis straining fore-claws as both paws gripped the sides of the stone collar; hiis long, rigid prick remained inside of the torment-loving golden dragon's pussy, while hiis ass was continuously fucked hard by the blue dragon. Syrlsluim felt the golden and the blue caressing on top of hiim as the two continued to fuck hiis cock and ass-hole, and the golden continuing to toy with hiis tail, almost half of which she had stuffed down inside hiis pussy.
"Look!" the golden dragoness exclaimed to her male partner. "If I press your belly down on the tail this way, I can stuff the worm's tail even deeper into its cunt! I thought its tail was in as far as it could go! Why, it's like magic!"
"It is not!" Syrlsluim cried out from underneath the she-dragon.
"Shut your mouth and lick!" the golden dragon commanded threateningly. "I want to hear my friend moaning far louder than I was, you useless, untalented, supine-crawling worm! I rarely encounter cunnilingus as forgettable as yours was! Now, let us hear you proclaim your love of my friend's pussy. Let's hear you say it! Say how much you love my authority, and how much you adore the vagina into which your useless, foul, slimy snout's been plunged! How do you like your new abode, slave? That's right, you heard what I said. We're keeping you here until you die!"
The herm hissed at them in a shriek of absolute panic, "Let go of mee!" hii screamed, while hiis forepaws fought against the unyielding stone collar in vain, knowing no success at freeing hiimself. "Please! Please stop!"
"Shut your mouth and lick!" the indigo she-dragon bellowed, grinding her loins down into Syrlsluim's whimpering face. "I like that," she declared. "'Shut your mouth and lick!' That's supremely marvelous. Oh, say something more, please, won't you?"
"Well, is the worm licking you or not?" the golden female asked impatiently.
"Not," was the reply. "No, now it is," she responded, as Syrlsluim commenced licking out her pussy, moaning in agony at hiis crushed, accordioned neck and blunted snout.
"Well then, punish the little worm for its disobedience!" snapped the golden one. "The vile filth didn't start licking you until I mentioned it!"
"No! Please no!" Syrlsluim screamed in muffled accents from underneath the fat indigo dragoness as her loins' full weight crashed full onto the end of hiis muzzle. She forced hiis muzzle's full length up inside her tunnel. He moaned pitifully as her vagina slid further and further down, cruelly down onto hiis tightly closed muzzle, smothering hiim and pressing hiim deeper into the sticky pool of dragon-secretions. The torment caused Syrlsluim shriek through white rows of gritted teeth while hiis body writhed in unceasing fits of panic that were half claustrophobic and half pre-orgasmic.
Not much of this treatment was required for Syrlsluim's femaleness to begin its climax, besliming hiis own tail with pre, while at the same time the golden she-dragon stuffed the herm's tail even deeper into hiis contracting, pulsating loins. Her claw held it firmly inside hiis pussy while poor Syrlsluim cried and came in a fit of quaking terror, fluids bursting out of hiim like a flood onto hiis twitching serpent-tail.
At that moment, the golden dragoness also contracted her walls around the herm's throbbing dragoncock as hard as she could, resulting in a violent, thrashing dual orgasm for the tormented creature, whose shrieking cries of pain rapidly weakened into uxorious, quasi-passionate whimpers of subservient contentment.
Not only was Syrlsluim still not able to pull hiis snout out of the fat she-dragon's cunt, hii soon discovered that hiis attentions were not going unanswered. Syrlsluim soon begged and wept ceaselessly as her stuffed, slippery-walled sex unleashed more and more pre-cum upon hiis face. Finally her bloated shape started to writhe in earnest, which became incredibly painful for hiim. Syrlsluim nearly lost both hiis wits and hiis neck when her orgasm erupted into hiis face with audible spurts of cum which drenched hiim completely and came close to drowning the herm.
After a period of the indigo dragoness arching her back and moaning in ecstasy, thereby relieving Syrlsluim's head of some of her weight, she moaned as the last of the orgasm departed, and settled into relaxation, letting her hiis head and neck down into the slime-filled bottom of the chalice. It took her longer than a minute to finish climaxing, and after it was finished, the coils of the trampled herm-dragon's neck lay in a crumpled heap on top of hiis badly beaten head--eyes tightly shut, fangs gritted in enormous pain--underneath her belly, suffocating. She continued to lie on top of hiim and moan, while secretions continued to flow down hiis muzzle as hii echoed her moans in a much fainter, much more frantic voice.
The blue dragon and his golden companion both continued their activities in the meantime, inducing orgasm after orgasm from the herm's overworked, limping male libido, and then moments later pushing hiis femininity past the brink of orgasm, so that hiis own tail slid out of hiis tunnel slightly before the golden dragoness caught it, stuffing it back inside hiis vagina once again with pure malicious energy. Faintly audible and yet clearly throat-tearing cries emerged from inside of the giant indigo she-dragon's loins as an accompaniment to Syrlsluim's writhing energy. As they caused hiim to climax once again, hiis cock ejaculating till hii filled the golden she-dragon with fluids that spilled down hiis shaft onto hiis belly, the golden dragoness laughed at hiim and rode hiis male sex hard. Hiis tail squirmed and fought to slide out of hiis pussy like a python goaded into a rage; both this orifice and hiis anal tract were painfully stretched, and hiis contracting female walls and anal opening both dilated with such unbelievable tightness that both invasive presences were nearly forced out of hiim during orgasm. But the more hii tried to contract hard enough to push these presences out of hiim, the tighter hii squeezed, the deeper hiis two tormentors pushed the objects into hiis orifices, until Syrlsluim wanted to scream because the climax showed no signs of ceasing anytime soon, and the more hii squeezed the more it seemed to prolong it and to cause hiim pain.
After spending an indeterminate time with hiis trapped inside the fat she-dragon's loins, Syrlsluim faintly heard a deep, venomous voice full of hiss speaking to her, a voice which he had not previously heard speak:
"It's my turn now! Get your fat carcass out of there! I know just what the little worm wants."
Hii heard the she-dragon reply, "Oh my... Yes, I can see that you do."
And having said so, she dragged her huge belly across the bottom of the stone chalice until Syrlsluim's hard-ridden snout was eventually bent backwards and popped out of her sex. She then crawled up one wall of the concavity, finding a claw-hold for her right hind-paw in its cum-slippery stone surface while her other hind-paw used the top of Syrlsluim's horned head to bear the brunt of her rear-end's enormous weight. She consequently crushed the trembling, barely arisen herm-dragon back down into the pool of slime.
When at last an even more severely injured and exhausted Syrlsluim managed to lift hiis head and neck up out of the ooze, hii instantly discerned a large jet-black shape squatting on the rim of the hollow cone, watching hiim with an arresting pair of eyes that possessed sclera of the deepest violet, but which had yellow fusiform pupils that were easily the brightest thing on the entire creature.
Watching the newly arrived dark creature dazedly, Syrlsluim quickly discerned a distended, glistening violet dragoncock below the lower abdomen, readying itself for oral penetration plus a pair of compact balls, and below these a narrow female slit in the scaly flesh, not too large and well kept after, whose neat pair of roseate flesh-petals looked like an almost perfect circle when they were held together. Noticing what hii believed to be too many limbs on the creature, Syrlsluim observed in hiis exhausted, disbelieving state that the newcomer was indeed another herm serpentine, larger and heavier than hii was. Three identical pairs of black claws and two pairs of identical chiropteran wings adorned the newcomer's back, and a crown of ten radiant horns adorned hiis head, and burned with the intensity of ten mirrors gleaming beneath sunlight.
The larger being's scales glistened wetly as though hiis snakelike body had been recently dipped in black ink, but hiis hide exuded a slime that was crystal clear and chill and amphibian-like. A moment later the black-armored herm-dragon firmly seated hiis scaly rear-end on top of hiis victim's snout and slid the wet, warm tunnel of hiis pussy down upon poor trapped Syrlsluim's muzzle in the same manner as the females who had forced hiim to lick them. Hii then began pounding hiis loins into the olive-scaled herm's face, showing hiim only ire and loathing.
"Lick, you useless vermin filth! Lick deeper, damn it!" The black herm's scaly loins pounded on hiis face with wild abandon. "Yes! Yes! More tongue! Lick, you fool, lick! I'm almost on the verge.... I'm--rrrgh--oooh--chch! Yes! OH! Sssrgh! Sssrgh! Sssrgh! Unnnh! OOH! OOOH! YES! YES! NOW! YE--aghp--ulp--AIII!" And with that, the black herm began to cum all over Syrlsluim's face, bellowing in uncontrollable pleasure as the black dragon's pussy took hiis snout all the way in and rode hiim with huge undulations: "IIIIIIEEE! OOOOH! Aaaah! OOH! Unnnh! Unnnh! Hnnnnh! OOOOOOUUUUU!!"
The black herm-dragon launched a veritable flood of hiis feminine fluids all over the face of Syrlsluim, who wept as hiis countenance was drenched in the floods of hiis tormentor's climax. Also as the trapped creature half-turned to view the deepening pool of dragon-secretions, watching as it grew deeper around hiim at an astonishing rate, hii saw at once the cause: the jet-black herm-dragon's hard cock was pumping constantly, unleashing loads of hiis seed into the pool, while hiis contracting vagina doused more cum onto the weary, panting olive herm's muzzle, wetting hiim past the eye-ridges and dunking hiim into the pool of slime so that hii had to fight to breathe.
Lying there in half-drowned agony with hiis head and neck trapped inside the hollow cone's slimy chalice, Syrlsluim felt colossal darkness start to overwhelm hiis consciousness, until a voice as viscous as honey edged with silvery, sibilant growl spoke to hiim, violating hiis eardrums. Hii knew at once that the speaker was the herm who was currently violating hiis muzzle. Hii felt death was near and welcomed hiis end, but the voice drew hiim back from the brink:
"Do you know why I came to find you?" the other herm-dragon asked hiim, in a voice which Syrlsluim heard inside hiis head as well as inside hiis ears.
"T--to torture me," answered Syrlsluim, whimpering in barely audible language.
Hii received a reply inside hiis head before hii had finished speaking:
"It isn't I who tortures you," said hiis tormentor, and the shakily grinning head, trembling head of Syrlsluim twisted round on its olive, snaky neck, so that hii was able to view the dragon who fucked hiis muzzle in earnest.
Hii saw scales of gold, not black.
"I cannot be seen by them," the black herm-dragon explained, his image fading back into view and overlaying the golden female's sex organs, as Syrlsluim recessed back into hiis mind. The herm's voice spoke without inflection or apparent concern for the fate of hiis victim. "Only you can see me."
"Who... are you?" Syrlsluim's was scarcely able to ask, still using hiis voice even though the voice clearly spoke from inside hiis head.
"My name's unimportant, but I live halfway between the hearts and the minds of everything that lives and feels in this world, in that place where hate dwells. I come into this world when I am needed most, for I abide inside each and every one of you, every day of your lives. And you all know me, for you need my hate, and I need for you to have the freedom to hate, whenever you wish, whomever you wish, because I am the true ally of your kind."
"I don't understand," Syrlsluim replied. Hiis state was one of extreme puzzlement and the most wretched pain. "Why... did you come?"
"I came here," the jet-black herm explained carefully in gentle accents, "seeking alliances. Tell me, what do you desire more than anything? You needn't answer me with your tongue. Instead, answer me from your heart. What do you desire?"
Syrlsluim's internal voice hesitated. Hiis ass was still being fucked by the blue dragon or by another with an equally monstrous cock, not that it still mattered. There was only an aching numbness existing down in hiis hindquarters anyway, where hiis ass-hole was stuffed with hard-ramming dragon-meat. Hiis vagina was still filled with hiis own twitching, struggling tail, and hii felt nothing except dull, thudding pains originating from somewhere in hiis crotch and posterior. Hiis muzzle was still trapped inside a female who was forcing hiim to lick her. There was no place for hiim to escape to, nowhere for hiim to turn, and hiis life could end at any moment.
"Vengeance," was Syrlsluim's reply, in another voice, clearly not hiis.
"What do you want to have vengeance on?" asked the violet-eyed dragon, with a smile clearly audible behind every one of hiis words.
"On everything that lives," was the reply.
"My child!" exclaimed the black herm-dragon suddenly, and all at once hiis middle pair of claws descended to Syrlsluim's face, stroking hiis muzzle and gently lifting hiis jaws as the olive-scaled dragon was performing cunnilingus on the cruel golden-scaled one. "I will most assuredly aid you! To think how often I have imagined the arrival of this day, the day I found my perfect vessel at last! My first and loveliest offspring, you have truly blessed me this day!"
"What shall we do, master?" asked Syrlsluim, no longer heeding the horrific acts of violation being perpetrated upon hiis inert, cum-besmeared carcass. Hii was scarcely there anymore. A thoughtless smile lingered on hiis slightly parted, drooling jaws, and hii gazed straight ahead at nothing as the voice soothed hiim.
"Let us be reborn in unity," declared the black herm. "Let us see through our eyes, hear through our ears, feel through our flesh, and taste with our tongues, together in the unity of spirit and will. With our collusion of mind we control our body. Even though we fall, in unification we shall indeed learn eternal knowledge of one another's souls, and shall remain as one another in defiance of death's transcendence and theorized rebirth. We are now as we are and shall be forever: Union! Come forth now and take what is ours into ourself! Our will is the embodiment of Eternity!"
Moving as swiftly and fluidly as a slick of oil, the black herm-dragon left the body of the golden female and slithered at once down the side of the hollow cone. As hiis spirit self, the black-scaled herm extended hiis scaly rump toward the olive herm's snout, lifting hiis tail as hiis non-corporeal body moved effortlessly through the female's loins, permitting the trapped herm-dragon to kiss hiim them. After Syrlsluim had kissed hiim on the ass-hole, the black-scaled dragon withdrew hiis rear-end and hiis tail, whereupon hii lifted the slenderest part of the latter and swiftly plunged half of hiis tail down the olive dragon's throat, so that Syrlsluim quickly started devouring hiis spirit-self from the tail up.
The black dragon's shapeshifting body resembled mist as hii slid both tail and hindquarters down Syrlsluim's gullet, pushing hiis way effortlessly inside hiim in spite of the fact that the olive dragon's muzzle was still trapped inside the golden female. The entire spirit-flesh of the black herm was then poured into hiis alimentary tract, and as the black draconic head disappeared into hiis trapped muzzle, the body of imprisoned, dying Syrlsluim felt suddenly revitalized, although hiis mind remained on the brink of death. Hii twisted hiis neck round, all of a sudden throwing off the golden she-dragon and letting her fall rump-first into the atrocious pool of secretions where hiis head and neck lay trapped. Syrlsluim immediately coiled hiis neck around the back of the she-dragon's skull, directly behind her swept-back horns and lashed hiis neck downwards, throwing her head muzzle-first into the pool of slime, along with hiis own.
"You insolent, crawling snake!" the indignant dragoness sputtered furiously.
A moment later, Syrlsluim had her by the tail and had closed hiis long jaws on it. She uttered a faint cry of pain and then she began moaning as Syrlsluim, having now the strength to do so, took her entire tail into hiis gullet, which caused hiis neck to swell enormously inside the stone collar that held hiim. As soon as hii had devoured her tail to the point where hii could devour no further because of the collar, hii started to gnaw and shred her flesh without hesitation. The she-dragon's wet-shining golden hide soon turned both gold and crimson in the storm of flying blood. Her hind-legs' crunched and snapped between hiis jaws, and a carnage of reptilian gore, blood, and several chunks of meat with a single golden scaly side were soon oozing down the sides of the hollow cone.
Soon the inside of the cone was awash in gore, and no trace of its cum remained to be seen, except for what had mixed with the she-dragon's blood at the bottom of the stone chalice. The golden dragoness soon became a blood-soaked half-figure using both her fore-claws to push against the upper and lower portions of Syrlsluim's snout, trying to lift her now mostly obliterated lower parts out of hiis gullet.
The trapped dragon's snapping fangs continued to gouge and decorticate her gold, scaly torso, exposing the gore-smeared whitish corrugations of her ribs as her serpentine body slid deeper into hiim, and was further masticated so that it could fit through the tight stone collar around Syrlsluim's neck.
Syrlsluim devoured the last of the gore-spattered half-a-dragoness, biting off both of her horns and chewing them with a series of crepitating snaps that resembled the noise of roots coming undone as a huge tree is torn out of the ground. Hii crunched her horns in hiis mouth a few times before ultimately swallowing them along with her crushed skull. Afterwards, the olive herm-dragon's demeanor turned to one of reasonless hunger and hiis vacant, drowned dead-looking eyes no longer held any trace of that which had once lived in them. Even after Syrlsluim had devoured the she-dragon's head, hiis jaws still snapped mindlessly on the empty air, as well as at the dragons who still squatted on the rim of the hollow, upended cone and stared down at him.
A few of the dragons who were watching had already noticed the most arresting development, far more captivating than the golden she-dragon's death had been: they observed that in spite of the fact that this herm serpentine had just devoured a dragon of equal or slightly greater size, there was no evidence anywhere on hiis body that any such event had taken place. Hiis body remained as slender as it had been.
"Hmm," said Sregrethon, observing the scene with cold amusement. "Something seems to have changed." And without hesitation, he extended one forepaw to the lilac-hued shoulder of enormous indigo dragoness who was squatting to his right, and immediately he hurled her forward.
The huge she-dragon fell headfirst into the hollow cone, her snout landing directly in Syrlsluim's jaws. The indigo dragoness was then devoured in a fashion quite similar to the first, only because of her great size there was more blood and much more thrashing about and the blood-spraying beating of wings inside the hollow cone, while Syrlsluim's violent actions as well as those of hiis prey left not only the cone's already gore-coated inner surface covered by another layer of dragon's blood, but also drenched the ones who squatted around the concavity's edge. In a few moments, all that remained of the indigo dragon was her blood-spattered, slapping, wriggling tail, which Syrlsluim sucked into hiis gullet within moments, tearing her apart with hiis teeth as required so that hii was able to fit her through the tight collar hii wore.
As before, even after devouring such a huge creature, Syrlsluim's body exhibited no sign of having eaten recently.
"Hmm," said Sregrethon, turning to view the male white dragon squatting to the left of him. He offered the fellow an amiable, sharp-fanged smile. "So tell me, what is it that's purple, and gold, and red, and moves like this--" He punctuated his riddle with several frantic, forepaws-in-the-air gesticulations and a series of gurgling noises.
"Ooh, ooh I know! I know this one!" the white dragon exclaimed eagerly.
As he was making one of his gestures, Sregrethon once again reached out with a forepaw, seized hold of the other dragon's shoulder, and hurled his victim headfirst into the concavity, and the waiting jaws of the creature below. The push was so forceful and quick that the white dragon had no opportunity at all to use hiis wings to escape, until hiis muzzle was already trapped between Syrlsluim's impossibly strong jaws.
All of a sudden there was a wild flurry of beating wings, serpentine thrashing, and muffled, frantic bellows from between clenched fangs, and the white dragon's hide was swiftly turned red, and he was taken inside the olive herm-dragon's gullet in a thrashing, violent fit as the others had been, reduced to shreds as the creature below fed on his flesh.
The ingestion of the male white dragon, a much larger animal, once again did not cause Syrlsluim's body to appear any different from before. Hiis size seemed to have become an ineradicable constant: no matter how much hii ate, hii would not grow.
"Hmm," said Sregrethon, turning to face Tsjaphelain. "That's unusual. So what do you think we ought to do with it?"
"Cut the head off and devour the body," replied Tsjaphelain. "See if any trace remains inside of the ones that it just devoured, and if no trace of them remains, then we'll at least have answered one of our questions."
Nodding once, Sregrethon proceeded with Tsjaphelain's plan. Hii dismissed the male and female dragons who were currently engaged in raping the olive herm-dragon's body. Sregrethon noticed that after he had sent them away, Syrlsluim continued to thrash and twist, and to generally behave as though hii was being violated by an invisible being, though there was apparently no one on top of hiim or near him.
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...and leaned forward until hiis shiny jet-black breast was resting on the ground, to attain the correct angle for mutual penetration. The black herm-dragon then slid all of Syrlsluim's dragoncock straight up inside hiis pussy, whereupon the creature's own prick invaded Syrlsluim's pussy, eliciting whimpers of pain and submissiveness as the larger serpent thrust hiis violet-glistening hugeness deep inside Syrlsluim's, spreading hiis walls apart in one realm while at the same time leaving them together in hiis physical body, as spirit pressed against spirit in the act of hermaphroditic dual penetration.
At that moment the large snake living inside of the black herm-dragon's anal tract emerged and without hesitating the limbless animal plunged its snout directly into the other herm-dragon's ass-hole and thrust its body deep inside hiis, forming a third and even longer conduit in between their two coupling bodies as the reciprocating dual thrusts of their sex act continued. The entry of the snake into Syrlsluim's ass gave his femaleness an immensely flushed and tingling feeling, causing hiim to moan and gasp as the creature slithered deeper into hiim, and hiis dragoncock felt like a rigid solid filled with the tingling, swarming fury of the pre-orgasmic build.
The diffuse, non-corporeal semen of Syrlsluim's spirit-body shot forth from the end of hiis prick with hard, invisible jolts while at the same time hiis pussy reached the verge of rapture and unleashed its tail-thrashing, leg-trembling floods of cum all over hiis....
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The trapped dragon continued to suffer from fits of epileptic intensity while hii glared mindlessly in all directions and snapped hiis jaws unceasingly at those around hiim. Nor did Syrlsluim's jaws cease snapping when two of the dragons started sawing hiis neck in half, using a huge broadsword with a hilt fitted onto either end of the blade, grasping the two hilts in their forepaws and pulling back and forth, back and forth, until eventually they had severed hiis neck. While the olive dragon's acephalous corpse was still writhing on the ground, the other dragons quickly surrounded it and started tearing the body to pieces, starting with Syrlsluim's lower abdomen. Inside hiis stomach they could find no trace of the three dragons hii had devoured.
After they finished devouring hiis body, they returned to the severed head of the herm-dragon and were dismayed to learn that the head was still alive and apparently it was still hungry, for it continued to snap at the other dragons as they squatted around the edge of the concavity, staring down at the bodiless anomaly in speechless astonishment.
During these moments, as the dragons shared no words with one another, a noise that no one would have called a voice, a guttural, wet, throatless retching, became audible, plainly emanating from the disembodied dragon's head at the bottom of the blood-stained hollow. And although the head seemed incapable of enunciating words, they soon identified the noises it was making and the movements of its jaws as the attempts of a speechless mouth to form words. The result was a mode of sub-speech, whose volume made it difficult to hear, but which retained hints of clearly articulated words and sentence structures, the same ones repeated over and over, so that after a time the dragons were able to hear the syllables being spoken by the disembodied head:
SOLA FIDE, SOLA DEI INFERNALI GLORIA
They listened to these same words chanted over and over, until a scribe-dragon at last took it upon herself to write down the strange words' nearest approximation in her own language, recording them on a sheet of the white bark torn from the trunk one of the upside-down trees. She wrote using her claw as a pen and the blood-spattered hollow cone as her inkwell, and just as she was finishing the sentence a new spate of retching and guttural word-sounds erupted from the mouth of the undying severed head.
Once again, the head chanted words rapidly like someone reciting a speech memorized by rote. The voice repeated itself numerous times, allowing the scribe-dragon to record everything it said. In the meantime, the dragons who had feasted on the body of Syrlsluim and their fellows all sat listening to the retch-voice speak, looking dismayed by this turn of events as the chanted verses flew by one after another in an almost comical blur:
IN MANVS TVAS DOMINE COMMENDVM SPIRITVM MEVM DELE INIQVITATEM MEAM REDEMISTI ME DOMINE DEVS VERITATIS AMPLIVS LAVA ME AB INIQVITATE MEA ET A PECCATO MEO MVNDA ME ET A PECCATO MEO MVNDA ME QVONIAM INIQVITATEM MEAM EGO COGNOSCO ET PECCATVM MEAM CONTRA ME EST SEMPER VT JVSTIFICERIS IN SERMONIBVS TVAS ET VINCAS CVM JVDICARIS ECCE ENIM IN INIQVITATIBVS CONCEPTVS SVM ET IN PECRATIS CONCEPIT ME MATER MEA ECCE ENIM VERITATEM DILEXISTI: IN CERTA ET OCCVLTA SAPIENTIAE TVAE MANIFESTASI MIHI REDDE MIHI LAETITIAM SALVTARIS TVI ET SPIRITV PRINCIPALI CONFIRMA ME DOCEBO INIQVOS VIAS TVAS ET IMPII AD TE CONVERTENTVR LIBERA ME DE SANGVINIBVS DEVS SALVTIS MEAE ET EXVLTABIT LINGVA MEA JVSTITIAM TVAM DOMINE LABIA MEA APERIES ET OS MEUM ANNUNTIABIT LAVDEM TVAM.
OMNIVS CARO AD TE VENIAT
("May all flesh come to thee...")
"Hmm," said Sregrethon, whose slow mind was still processing all that he had heard and seen. As he read and reread what the scribe had printed on the sheet of bark, he suddenly glanced down at the twisting, snapping severed head and exclaimed, "I just had a brilliant idea!"
He and seven of the other dragons all took to the air at once. The septet of flying creatures then followed Sregrethon out of the valley, only to return within a quarter-hour bearing a moderate-sized specimen of Extuorian giant slug in their hind-claws, which they promptly dropped into the hollow cone, into the waiting jaws of the severed head. The bodiless dragon tore the invertebrate's flesh with its teeth, flinging the slimy shreds of juicy slug in all directions as hiis severed head devoured the creature... and nothing came out of the throat-hole in Syrlsluim's neck-stump. It was as though the slug's pulpy body had vanished entirely, somewhere in the region between the back of the dragon's throat and the stump of hiis neck.
"Hmm," Sregrethon said for the fifth time. "I wonder..."
And having spoken, the black dragon then placed the sheet of bark on the tongue of the severed head's fearsome maw, and lo! the head refused to swallow the page and instead lay docile with its jaws agape, permitting the written words to lie unharmed upon its placid tongue.
At once a shocked commotion sprang up amongst the dragons, and they all began speaking at the same time.
Sregrethon silenced them momentarily with a shout and a gesture, and they went on hissing to one another in much softer voices, while the male black dragon proclaimed loudly: "These are holy words. I shall treat them with the utmost--AIEEE!"
And as he reached for the pages Sregrethon's forepaw was caught at once by the herm-dragon's gore- and cum-smeared jaws, and he was immediately devoured up to his elbow, which came out of joint with a sickening, sodden thump as the neck of Syrlsluim thrashed about in an irrepressible rage.
Bellowing in agony, Sregrethon immediately lifted up one of his hind-claws and found a foothold on one side of the herm-dragon's snarling muzzle, whereupon he began to use his hind-leg for leverage as he attempted to pull his forelimb free. He was given no chance to do so, however, for as soon as he put his foot there, Syrlsluim's head snapped up that limb as well and started to gnaw it, and it started to take him into its abbreviated gullet middle-first, bending his body in half.
Soon both halves of the black dragon's body were reaching toward one another as the head's insatiable, snapping jaws pulled him inside, bending him into a "V"shape which he then started to swallow. The snapping serrate jaws tore rows of whip-strokes across Sregrethon's downward-pressing stomach bulge, sending horrific agonies coursing through his body and causing him to moan and bellow loudly as he was simultaneously torn in half and devoured middle-first. With his body bent in this position Sregrethon's swollen, throbbing dragoncock was already inside Syrlsluim's wide-open jaws, pointing straight down the other dragon's gullet. As the blood fell from his lacerated belly it rushed across his prick in a hot river, which caused his climax to fill the throat of his devourer, while Sregrethon uttered shriek after shriek as his blood came rushing out instead of his cum, although the pain and pleasure he experienced remained nearly coequal.
Sregrethon's limber spine, which had been on the verge of snapping for minutes on end in the position he was in, was at last bludgeoned in half by the constant thrashing and swinging of the partial creature which held him. When Sregrethon finally lay still in its jaws, the head of Syrlsluim began to swallow the male dragon's folded-up body, and masticated the pieces of him inside hiis mouth until only Sregrethon's head and throat and the last of his tail remained to be seen, emerging from the bodiless dragon's gaping jaws, which continued their relentless gnawing of the black dragon without ever fully masticating his flesh.
Instead, each time the jaws snapped shut, Syrlsluim's head was clearly not trying to tear flesh apart, but rather hii seemed to want to torment the black dragon by squeezing his body between hiis jaws, for every time his jaws closed, Sregrethon's head and partial tail would quiver and writhe in orgasmic fits, as his agonized, nearly severed prick down in the olive dragon's throat continued to ejaculate blood into the inescapable void that awaited him below.
Quickly ascending to an eminence from which to address her fellow dragons, the female green dragon Tsjaphelain eyed the crowds seriously and said to them: "Here is what we'll do. We'll find a place, and there we will dig a hole, a hole so deep in a place so remote that no one will ever venture there. Then we will bury this thing, and leave behind no marker. Then we'll depart, and none of us will ever speak of this again."
The other dragons agreed unanimously that this represented the wisest course of action, and so together the strongest among them bore the heavy stone object away with the impossible severed head still writhing and twitching at the bottom of its blood-soaked stone chalice, soaring on swift wings toward the east and the sun.
Written by Sluimarath, 2005