A Cautionary Tale by Amethystine

A Cautionary Tale

Amethystine, Anal, Dragon, Gender Shifting, Human, Macro, Magic, NC, Non-Anthro, Other/Herm, Stretching, Transformation

A student finds a beast locked away somewhere unexpected. Insanity ensues!

Disclaimer: This story contains sexual interactions of a somewhat unusual kind (non-anthro dragon and human), as well as transgender and transformation content, so if you're a kid who shouldn't be reading this, or are more normal than I, and don't like that sort of thing, don't complain afterwards.

A Cautionary Tale - by Amethystine

"..16th row, sixth case, sixth shelf.." a voice said over and over, whisperingly, trying to remember the numbers that corresponded to a location in the sprawling labyrinth of books.

Deep inside a grand, beautiful, cavernous old world library, a young man searched for a book. Truthfully, great number of people were searching for books on that day, at that time, but they do not concern us, except as possible witnesses to the events that then unfolded for the studious searcher with the unfortunate coordinates of 16-6-6, in the mythology section.

Finding the correct area and quickly side-stepping down to the right shelf, he quickly moved into the claustrophobically narrow space between the stacks to scan the bookcases for the right one. Coming to a halt in front of a particularly dusty spot, he was forced to bend down, then get on his knees to peer at the bottom shelf, blowing some dust out of the way to read the spine labels upon the various tomes.

He let out a soft 'Ahh!' as he found the item he had been searching for. It was, according to the newly implemented computerized cataloguing system, the oldest book the library had on mythology, possibly one of the oldest in the world. There was a fine line between when myths had begun to be seen as just that, instead of when they were taken as serious parts of day-to-day life. He was writing a paper on just that subject, the change in a culture when they began to perceive their own legends as no more than stories instead of cautionary tales.

So, he pulled the thick volume out, expecting to simply flip through it for a more historical view point and hopefully find a publication date or something else that would tell him when it was created, since he doubted they had much in the way of publishers or rigid dating. Anyway, that's what he had expected to do, but he was met with several set-backs to that plan. First of all, he could barely budge the book. It was stuck fast! He tugged hard, only managing to inch it slightly forwards. Trying to get a better hold, he reached into the space above the fairly tall book to yank it from the back, top corner.

Another set-back was found in the form of an odd metal instrument. Fiddling with it for a moment, he found it to be a clamp of some kind, holding the book in place. Maybe it was an old anti-theft device? He shrugged and managed to release the tight hold its jaws had on the thick manuscript. As it came free, the man muttered, "Finally!"

Still on his knees on the ground after wrestling the book free, he moved to sit cross-legged right there, instead of lugging the large tome all the way back to a reading table upstairs. The cover had no title, as it was bound in a rough, worn leather, marred by a number of scratches. Upon opening, the stiff spine creaked and cracked, obviously having not been opened in many, many years. The student sighed as he saw that the entire thing was written in some unrecognizable scrawl. Well, at least it was hand-written, meaning it almost had to pre-date printing presses. He saw some legible numbers and began searching for a date on the opening pages.

As he browsed the book, it became evident that the scribe had become fatigued in his work as the pages went on, the writing becoming more and more messy. Flipping through the pages to see the progression of the writer's failings, the student encountered another.. set-back.

A thick blotch of ink in the centre of two pages in the middle of the heavy manuscript caught his eye and he opened the book flat, spreading the pages more and more open to see into the crease of the heart of the book, examining the large, round and oddly dark, abyssal stain.

There was a small, nearly inaudible tearing noise.. only heard by the man because of the deathly quiet of the library.

And then there was a tempest all around him.

A wind ripped around him, howling like a band of banshees, lightening flashing so brightly and thunder cracking so loudly he thought he might go blind and deaf all at once.

The supernatural storm broke with a roar. He thought it was the sound of the building collapsing around him, but as he looked up, blinking the spots out of his eyes, he saw a dragon looming over him. It was so close, it was practically in his lap! Its grand wings flapped over the tops of the book cases and its two huge forelegs rested on top of the two book-stacks on either side of the dumb-struck human. Said human was positively dwarfed by the draconian beast and trembled beneath it, laying back with the book on his waist, the object of his search having become irrelevant in the face of the monster's appearance.

And speaking of the appearance of the monster, the unlucky man was beginning to take it all in. An earthen colour with fleshy, deep orange displayed on the membranes of its wings and in other places where the dirtiness of the armoured mud and rock tinted hide didn't reach.. on its belly and under its neck and chin, at the tip of its toes before the massive talons emerged from the thick digits, around its horns, eyes, nostrils and lips.. speaking its fiery interior. The man even thought he saw smoke beginning to stream from the beast's pointed snout as it looked around slowly, taking in its surroundings and possibly looking for prey.

Gulping a bit, the student slowly tore his eyes away from the fearsome upper body to inspect the lower, fearing the worst in regards to how close it would have to be sitting to him to give him such a good, close-up view of its snout and barrelled body. As his eyes worked downward past the thick frame which supported the immense fore-limbs, the human was confused to find that the body didn't get bigger as he looked at parts of it nearer to him, but instead got smaller, thinner, more slender.. until it looked like the dragon had a serpentine lower body, but one that was much, much too thin and insubstantial to support him, physically, or anatomically!

His eyes travelled faster downward, realizing just how correct his thought of insubstantiality was! The huge monster's middle seemed to waste away before his very eyes while his upper half remained just as imposing. Glancing down to see if he could spot the odd creature's hind-quarters, he saw the book, still open flat to the stained middle page, with the dragon's much reduced form disappearing down into it, as though the huge round stain was a hole! It was a portal, or a trap of some kind. Then he saw the small rip he had made in the edge of the page and knew his situation had been his fault.

Moving to correct his mistake, he jumped into action and snapped the book shut! The dragon didn't dissipate, disappear, depart, dissolve, dematerialize, disperse or die. Drat. Looking closer, he saw that the mythical reptile's body had been squashed flat and was holding its place in the page with the stain, like a bookmark.

A loud, yet soft hiss was heard above, the dragon looking down. He had felt the disturbance to his ethereal link to his bound paper prison! Seeing himself spotted by the glowing orange eyes, the human cursed and ran for his life, shoving the book away, which fell to the ground, the semi-ghostly dragon-form forcing it back open to the middle once more as it landed.

As he ran, a roar sounded behind him, along with loud crashes, surely signifying the fearsome animal's footfalls over the shelves. Another set-back. He had no way of escaping, the beast was too big, its reach to long to outrun. A forepaw as large as his own backside shoved him down onto the floor. This part of the dragon was all too corporeal, its claws scraping the tiled floor loudly as it dragged the human back. He struggled with all his might, but the beast was undoubtedly mightier. Looking back to see the long stalk of a body that emanated from the book, he was horrified to see a long slit bulging heavily before bursting forth with a throbbing black phallus, spilling out of the slender, snake-like dragon-belly. It was enormous, even larger than the body it emerged from! It seemed impossible, but so did everything that was happening.. it must have been the real size of the real dragon's cock, unaffected by the magics that forced its.. _his_ body into the pinhole in reality that the book sported within its pages.

The whimpering man would have liked to believe that the dark dragonhood was on display for some other reason, but the fact that the other paw had begun to rip at his pants left him with no such delusions! The huge male tore open the seat of the pants to expose his prey's rear, just before he had dragged him all the way back to where his still shoe-clad feet bumped against the edge of the dragon-spawning book.

The human was certain he was about to die, either due to the dragon being oddly warped and sadistic, planning on ripping him in two with its massive maleness.. or was just lust crazed after being imprisoned for so long, that it didn't consider the incompatibility of its mate to be an issue. The truth was something like the latter, but not quite.

The black, bestial, barbed bulb bumped his butt, burning hot with the blazing blood that made it bulge in time with the beat of its heart.. then it bucked forward and buried itself inside the human's backside, beast rumbling in bliss as the man screamed in anticipated agony.

His scream was cut short as he realized there was no pain. Not really. Some. Some minor painful stretching and an unpleasant heat that filled his backside.. then spread to fill his whole body. It was impossible, but he was beginning to get used to the impossible. Worming his arm down, he tried to feel past his belly, which had become bloated with something warm and oddly firm. He ignored it and inspected his own rear with his hand as the dragon murred in contentment for a moment.

The man quickly discovered that the shaft was a bit like the pole-like body it was attached to. It had compressed into his virgin ass, only to spread back out again inside his body.. filling him with an impossibly deep and form-fitting penetration.. which had begun to feel pleasantly warm. Although, even with the ghostly properties, the semi-corporeal cock still stretched him uncomfortably tight! But anything was better than being ripped apart by a dragon raping him.

As the dragon started to move again and pull out, the expanded phallic girth inside the bowels of the human recompressed to slink out again, plumping back up to full thickness on the outside. The human was shocked to hear himself moan and pine for the hot mass inside of him. Before he could assess any self-evaluation or wonder why he had wanted it back inside him, the dragon had shoved forward once more, filling the man's system with even more firmly fattening phallus.

They both moaned, together, as the dragon continued to thrust in and out of his conflicted captive. The student felt his body warm more and more as the dragon leaked into him, shivering and feeling terribly cold whenever the beast was out of him for more than a second. He writhed under the dragon's paw as he was mated with from behind, his body expanding and contracting with surprising and increasing ease.. becoming more pliable as the feral male sped up, snarling and growling over a constant pleased rumble. When he found himself becoming happy about that pleased rumble, happy he was causing the monster pleasure, the human shook his head and groaned in a bewildering mix of confusion, resistance and enjoyment.

His mind filled with self-recriminations, shouting at himself for actually becoming turned on by the act, calling himself every filthy, repulsive word he could imagine and then some. None of that mattered to the dragon, though.. who was trembling with ecstasy. As he neared his peak, so did the human, his self-loathing rising in volume as he came close to cumming. The shouts and roars getting louder and louder until one was shouting "Whoooore!" at the top of his lungs and the other was roaring up at the vaulted ceilings with spread wings as they both orgasmed.

The human felt the dragon's juices gushing into the already over-filled body and shuddered, wondering why there had been no feeling of wetness from below. The hand feeling for it felt no cock, only a smooth crotch and an enlarged and much more enjoyable opening to have a monstrous member inside of! The student had become a woman, just as the dragon climaxed inside of her. Another set-back.

She fainted.

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Ending 1:

Waking up again, the dragon was still inside of her, but she was now pulled up against his front and.. she was large enough to feel comfortable in his fore-limbs embrace, her own embracing him as they lay in the wide library hall. She gasped and tried to pull away, squirming and attempting to kick.. but she felt no legs to kick with! Just as her transformation completed, making her into the dragon's new mate, she saw that her body also thinned out and bent out of sight, into a familiar aisle. Right next to the darker coloured male's body. She tried to pull off of his cock, but it was too late. The tempest returned and they were suddenly and violently swallowed back up into the book, which snapped shut again. She was imprisoned with the wild beast, doomed to bare his eggs for forever. Or until someone else took out the book!

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Ending 2:

Awakening to find the dragon gone and the book closed and shoved up in between her legs, against her slit, she flopped away in fright before regaining her composure and sitting up. Shoving the book back onto the shelf and clamping it into place, she pulled off her over-shirt to tie around her exposed ass in a fair bit of resourcefulness. She was about to escape the horrible place when she glanced back at the book. She ran back over and removed it again, resolving to take it home and burn it.

Before she could get too far out of the library's front door, though, she collapsed, feeling her belly burning.. as if the dragon was still inside her. This turned out to be close to the truth as her womb ballooned up in size with an egg, no doubt planted there by the dragon. She moaned and writhed on the ground as her already ripped pants allowed her to begin laying the monster's egg. It passed quickly with a bout of panting, pain, and pleasured moaning, leaving her partially re-formed into a dragoness to be able to birth it.. more like a dragonette, with her anthro state and petite size.

The egg continued to swell impossibly large outside of her and quaked in place before being violently ripped apart. It was the dragon! Not just some weak hatchling, it had used her to escape into the world again! It roared in triumph and quickly spotted her, snatching her up and flying off to start a real brood and terrorize the world again... but not before turning his flame-breath on the book that had imprisoned him.

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Ending 3:

After destroying the book in an incinerator and managing to re-claim her life, she finally had the courage to date someone again. Being that she had been a man, she was trying a lesbian relationship, and had coaxed her girlfriend into coming home with her.

When they got to the bedroom, though.. there was another minor set-back. When the transformed man-turned-woman spread her legs, there was a tempest......