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"WELCOME TO OUTLAND! WE ARE PLEASED TO PRESENT THE MEN AND WOMEN OF GUILTY PLEASURES ON THE MAIN STAGE!" The announcer boomed out the welcome so half the crowd winced at the volume and the other half cheered, the gathering packed at the clubs main dance floor with avid faces turned to the lion speaking.

It was the sort of club that Tanith had come to half a dozen times, but he still found himself walking through the main bar with nervous steps with one eye on the crowd. The dragon was slightly taken aback by the sheer amount of people, and different species', found pressed together so intimately that it made him want to snap his wings out and form a shield around himself. He kept that urge to himself as he slipped through the main crowd and set his sights towards the back part of the bar and patio beyond it. Most people came to Outland for the show, their sense of depravity and ability to play to the crowd brought most people here, and certainly had drawn him here despite the group of people waiting for the show to start. He knew how to position himself to be outside of the crowd while still getting a clear view of the stage.

_I can't believe they think shoving up there will get them a better view. _ He thought with a slight smile on his muzzle as he saw people jostling for position.

The pale tan dragon found his way to the patio and let out a breath of relief as he did so, shedding the feeling of the people away from him as he stepped out into the open air and drew in a breath. His eyes lidded briefly, scenting the fresh air as the announcer continued to draw people's attention to the main stage. He had seen the performance before, but he was still able to let his eyes wander to the group of players setting themselves up for the first show. They weren't a band, nothing so common as music was peddled here, they were an erotic exhibition of BDS&M that wasn't quite realistic, but was certainly delightful for anyone with half a brain to watch. They played up to the idea of fantasy and reality, not quite going straight into pornography, but it certainly wasn't safe for work by any means. That was part of the appeal, the way that it combined reality and suggestion together so that it created an entire artistic presentation.

Guilty Pleasures as a troupe mostly made up of prey animals under the care of several of the larger and showier predators. They did rope work and light spanking, cane work, things that intrigued the drake as well as aroused him. He typically wasn't the sort to come to bars just for a show, but he had seen them several times before and having them so close to home had been irresistible for him. It was always confusing considering the show, the way that it made him feel, watching as the sleek little rabbits were tied up. It was a visceral response for him, one he enjoyed as well as sparked his curiosity for how it would be to find someone to engage in such games with him. His tail flicked, curling behind him with a little flutter along the ground, his wings tightening along his back.

I doubt the people stuffed up there are really going to see the whole show, most of them will probably filter out soon enough.

He had a lovely drink, one that combined a slightly sweet taste with the sting of alcohol, he had a perfect view of the sleek hare being tied up on the stage and in the next few hours the club would begin to grow more animated. He took a slow drink, enjoying the faint sting on his tongue that made him crinkle his muzzle up delicately in delight. A smile curved the edge of his lips, feeling the warmth spreading over his chest as he contemplated finding some sort of trouble to get into for the evening. Perhaps he'd find a lady here that might want her evening livened by a dragon, one that made him think of the troupe set out on the stage as their bodies created beautiful patterns that made his eyes light up. He had waited all week for tonight, and he intended to make it one to remember.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Hati ignored the looks she was being given as she took her drink from the bar and made her way through the crowd. Some looked at her with curiosity, some with disbelief and some with alarm written on their features as she pushed her way through the taller anthros and aimed herself towards the back of the bar. Those that had alarm written on their faces were ones that made her grin to herself as she bounced along. They typically just caught a brief sight of her and thought she was some sort of teenager that'd gotten into the bar, or younger, given her age. They were always quick to think of that particular reason rather than look at her breed and body build, though she didn't really know why. The curious and disbelieving simply hadn't seen a hybrid of her sort before and were typically ready to gape at her when she went by.

Her wings were covered on her back, the azure appendages were easily hidden since they weren't quite ready for her to use in flight, the crown of feathers along her head that formed a crest and the ones that sprouted to either side of her tail were harder to hide since they glowed faintly. Phoenix and Pomeranian, such an odd mixture for any anthro, that made her stand out to the ones that spotted the plumage in the midst of her dark black fur, some of which actually snapped a picture of her. In a world with unnatural hybrids she would have assumed they'd have better manners, but they never seemed to learn and she didn't let it bother her. It would have been harder to explain her mixed heritage was a case of magic instead of genetics, and she had no reason to try and explain it.

The short canine made her way to her favorite spot near the outdoor bar that had once been a train car. She scrambled up past the bar stools where she could actually take a seat on the edge of the bar itself, there were little glances at her, but no one said anything about it, it was too dead back here. She settled herself, careful of her hidden wings and watched those that were gaping at the show. She wasn't here to see the performance, she was here to people watch, something that she never grew tired of and something that also gave her something to amuse herself with at the end of the night. She spent too much time on her own in this city, circumstances and time had divided her from the phoenix-gryphon that had taken her under his wing and the lack of companionship made her restless. Work helped, but only so far, it didn't give her what she really wanted.

Her eyes flicked this way and that, lingering on a small doe that was nervously standing at the edge of the crowd and then slipping away again to look a bit further to ones that seemed confident. The nervous submissives were sometimes fun, but other times she was frustrated by the fact she had to play an intricate game to get them where she wanted them. They were always looking for a large dominant male, one with rippling muscles and a powerful body to pin them down. She didn't have that, she crinkled her nose up just thinking of those dominants, her gaze briefly slipping to the stage and the showy predators that were tying up their pets.

They were all force and show, they didn't play properly, and Hati knew how to play the game very very well. It wasn't about who was tallest or strongest or who could overpower who, it was all about mind games and how to place herself firmly in someone's mind as their superior. It took finesse and time, something many of them lacked entirely. She loved the feel of a person melting under her commands, their eyes as they realized they were ensnared in her hold. It had been so long since she'd played her games, so long since she'd spent an evening with companionship, someone spread out in nude, bound and shuddering, their tongue and muzzles her to command how she desired, their thoughts trained only on herself and nothing else. A shiver ran down her spine, delightfully making her curl her small toes at the thought.

I really shouldn't be here tonight. _ She sighed a little, her small fox like ears tipping back against her head. _I'm just going to get myself frustrated.

_ _

For the last two weeks she had been looking for a certain flavor of companion, well pet, slave, whatever someone wanted to say about it, but she wanted to no longer be on her own. She had an urge to actually find someone that would give her a bit of a challenge and keep her company, the problem was she doubted the one she was looking for existed. She didn't want a male, they were too bossy, they saw her and thought of her like a toy. She was only five feet tall, but she was no toy, those that thought of her as one just frustrated her. She had never been a toy, never would be, if she had been inclined she would have taught them a lesson, but she had better things in mind.

She wanted a pet. She wanted a slave. She wanted something to control, to take some aspect of her life and bring it to heel. She didn't want someone that was looking for a hulking domineering male, or a male looking for a sleek Amazonian female. She wanted someone fresh and new, unprepared for the games that she was all too willing to play with them. It was a dark little sliver of her thoughts, a canine need to play dominance games perhaps, honed with the knowledge that she was able to hide that part of herself from those that came across her. They saw a simple small canine, a merry little soul that was as harmless as a puff of dandelion seeds, they never really bothered to learn more about her. At least not until it was too late and she had set her trap, of course.

The small canine took a sip of her drink and continued watching people, her thickly curled tail twitching back and forth along the small of her back as she contemplated her chances of finding some fun. Surely someone here was worthy of approach, or at least, something that would rouse her interest.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Tanith saw the small and strange canine when she jumped onto the edge of the bar to look around. The dog caught his eye by the simple fact she boasted a crest of glowing blue feathers that sent small sparks shifting behind her, falling and rippling before disappearing harmlessly in midair. Her face was delicately made with a tapered small muzzle that was almost vulpine like and a pair of soft triangle shaped ears that were twisting about this way and that, animated and playful looking as she peered this way and that. The moment he saw her, he was fixated on not simply the strangeness of her, but the short curved form that was being presented to him. There was no mistaking her for a child despite her short size, every part of her had the edge of curves and plush padding that made him rumble softly to himself as he took another slow drink.

The fur was thick and heavy, plush enough that his fingers itched to slide through it to feel if it were truly as soft as it appeared from across the club. She was of some sort of exotic descent, something that was flavored with magic to be sure, unique and alluring as his eyes remained away from the show and fixated on her before he began to withdraw himself from his chair with a lazy full bodied stretch. He was always attracted to the unique, as a dragon, he had few enough of his species about to mingle with and something that was obviously different was an instant draw. He could only guess she was a Pomeranian of sorts, a laughably small dog that made him think of delicate little dancers and clowns, but there was nothing amusing about her.

She was dressed in a sleek blue blouse that was open right along her throat to show the plush fur and the rise of her breasts that were pressed forward against it. The way her waist fluted down made him wonder if she wore a corset beneath the outfit, something to give sharp contrast to the swell of her hips. Her pants were leather, tight and clinging to her legs so that they were shown off as they hung off the edge of the bar, her paws bare and natural looking as they bobbed in the air. She had a smile on her muzzle, like a glimpse of some sort of wicked faerie, it had his tail tip curling as he stood up and set his drink on his table. No, there was no ignoring her, she was inviting him closer, unearthly and strange, he wanted to talk with her.

_Oh I want to do more than talk. _ He chuckled low in his throat, his eyes lidding as he made his way through the gathering.

His mind was all too eager to imagine how that fur would feel beneath his fingers, and the feathers! Would they be soft down beneath the base or would it all be more plush heavy fur that he could run his fingers through in the most delightful way possible? She was shorter than he was by nearly a foot and a half, but that only made him imagine what a deliciously tight fit she would be with him, the way her body would be stretched against him, shaking and shuddering as he wedged himself forward into her form and felt her quivering. He forgot about the falcon he had been glancing at as he came closer and saw her eyes move towards him, momentarily struck by the azure color that seemed to glow like the crest of head feathers.

"My, my... And here I thought that the world had run out of old myths." She spoke first, the moment he was close enough she got the words in and he was delighted to hear the sultry tone in her voice. "A dragon."

"A fine one to speak, my lady, when you are so obviously not so simple a creature yourself." He offered and tilted his head forward. Tenith didn't crowd her, but he did make it plain to any others that might be toying the idea of approaching his quarry that she had already been marked. "I couldn't help but admire you from across the patio, you are far more striking than the show."

"I hope you have better than that." The hybrid crinkled her nose up to show sharp white teeth and a hint of a dark red tongue. "That was almost as bad as a romance novel, and I think I'm worth a bit more than that."

"Well, yes." Tenith rumbled laughter and slid into a stool near the bar. "But it seemed the most appropriate thing to say at the moment. I am Tenith."

"Hati." She answered and extended a paw towards him, raising a brow a little bit. "I didn't realize dragons made their way into bars like this, I thought your kind mostly tended towards the inner city bars instead of little ones like this."

Tenith took the paw and brushed his fingers along the back of the hand, it was so soft feeling, it was brushing over his finger tips with a sensual feel of delight that made him want to linger there longer than was strictly polite. Now that he was closer, he could see the flash of feathers right along either side of her tightly curled tail, it made him want to purr in appreciation. She was beautiful and exotic, something that made him want to possess her the way a dragon was reputed to want to possess gold. The sound of a whip was heard on the stage, but he kept his focus on her as he leaned back far enough on the bar to admire the loop of her tail and the way that it twisted back along the curve of her rump.

"I enjoy the show they put on here, there's little enough of this to see in the city. Most of the clubs there lend more towards dancing, and I find very little interesting about being crushed in a crowd and gyrating ones hips around this way and that." He pointed out and watched as she took a drink, her tongue darting out in a promising flash of red.

"Much better if there are just two." She offered slyly and tilted her head down in a distinctly foxish way. "But I can see what you mean, I nearly drown in a crowd and since my head is shoulder high on most folks, I end up with my muzzle in rather interesting positions and women who would rather not have it there."

She laughed, the sound of it making him brighten as he leaned closer towards her, drawing in a slow steadying breath. Yes, he'd found the one that he wanted, this was exactly the sort of female that he had been looking for when he'd arrived here. His earlier idle thoughts about the prey species here wasn't even on the table as Hati leaned closer towards him, her leg brushing against his arm as she positioned herself on the bar in just the right movement that flash the warm swell of her breasts to him. He was gentlemanly enough not to take the offering, but he would have her, by the end of the night she would be his.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Several hours, and several drinks, later Hati found herself pushed up against the side of her front door and the hot muzzle pressed against her own as the dragon's tongue plunged into her small muzzle. She pressed her paws against his chest, feeling the fabric there as he explored her with long and leisurely strokes that darted this way and that. He smelled of rich bourbon and incense. She arched and shivered, moving her hands down towards his hips as she drew him in close and let her own smaller tongue pushed out and dance with his own as Tenith growled out a low noise of pure pleasure that she was reacting to him. She let her eyes slide shut and simply drew the kiss out as she used one paw to fumble for the opening to her door so she could get them out of the open and into the quiet safety of her home. It was hard, especially with the drake as ardent as he was.

The tan-cream colored dragon hadn't been on her radar at all while she had been watching the club, but the moment he approached she found herself fixated on him in a way that was almost dangerous. They were called 'myths' for a reason, unicorns and dragons, gryphons and phoenixes, they were rare and hardly ever glimpsed and seeing one in the middle of the club had been startling and thrilling both as she had found herself grinning slowly to herself and enjoying the sight of him and his animated flirting. He was masculine and confident, it came from him with every gesture and tone that he used, utterly sure of himself as he had complimented her and even made so bold as to stroke her feathers. There was no doubt in her mind that he believed that she was seduced just by the sight of him, and he was even right in some ways. When he had started speaking she had known she wouldn't leave the club without him.

"Hey.." She gasped and pulled her smaller muzzle back panting, her chest rising and falling as if out of breath. "We better get inside before someone decides to report us for lewd behavior."

"Is it lewd if we are both still clothed?" Tenith countered playfully, but he did lean back, letting her shift against his chest, but he made it quite clear that he was very...very happy to be pressed against her.

The promising weight of his bulging shaft rested right along her stomach, she was too short for him to be seated in a more interesting position, but that hardly mattered to her at the moment. She was quite happy to be pressed against him, but for different reasons entirely, though she certainly was intrigued enough to run a paw right along the bulge at his pants as she shifted to one side and felt him shudder in pleasure at the touch, his breath coming out in a hiss before she shoved her front door open. She toyed with the idea of just letting herself enjoy him right here and now, to lead him to her couch to push him down and mount him, feel him beneath her as she inched him into her body. It was appealing, and she would even enjoy it, but that wasn't why she had brought him here, and certainly not the end game.

She stepped into her home and the dragon was close behind her, his larger weight along her back warm as she managed to get the door shut before switching on the lights. He was so different from anything she had ever been attracted too... Normally she liked a bit of boldness, and even preferred females for her games, but this dragon was confident and dominant, but that's what she wanted. She wanted to see him taken down to a position of obedience, to watch him shudder and become helpless in her paws, to obey her in ways he would have scorned at the club. She had seen him disdain the little prey animals on the stage, enjoying it for what it was, but he was most obviously a top in his own mind. But... what was in his mind and whatw as in her mind were two separate things entirely.

She shivered a little, her feathers rousing up along her neck and head as she considered her plan, her breathing coming a touch faster. The dragon was made up of magic, at least partially, it meant that his body was able to be molded and touched by it in ways that others could be. She had thought of it the moment he had begun to speak to her, trying to seduce her and she had felt almost disappointed that the dragon was a male. The dragon didn't have to remain male, he certainly didn't have to remain so cocky and confident. It was almost dizzyingly exciting to think of his masculine body changing with her magic, to feel him being drawn into her spell. How long had it been since she'd done anything like this? How many months had she been alone?

"I assume that you are not interested in a tour of my house." She said as she felt a hand sliding around her waist, the other hand was already running along her back.

"You have wings." Tenith said with a hint of bemusement, ignoring her question as he did so. "I hadn't noticed them in the bar, why do you keep them covered?"

"I don't often have them out." She countered and pulled away, winking a bright azure eye up at him as she did so. "But if you want to see them, I am sure that I can arrange that."

"I would have you show me whatever it is you wish to give me." He purred down at her and pulled her up again, their muzzles touching in a heated kiss that she gave herself into.

Their tongues were dancing together, curling and twisting as she felt her feathers starting to glow brightly in reaction. She couldn't stop them from reacting in this manner, she even wanted them to glow for him, to show him that she was eager for him in her own way, that she wanted him. She shivered and arched herself higher in the air as his hands ran down along the crease of her rump and over the leather of her pants. She did want him, she wanted all of him, she wanted him as a male and a female, and she would have both. She pushed her slender tongue deeper into his muzzle and sent a brush of magic with it, drawing on the phoenix feathers that sent a ripple of heat through her lips, making them tingle as Tenith's jaws tightened against her and he pulled her upwards.

_He's eager, gods, he didn't seem so eager at the bar. _ She thought with quiet appreciation for his ardeur.

He could easily lift her, those warm arms wrapped around her and curled along her ass, pulling her until her foot paws left the ground and she forced her spell deeper. The phoenix heritage in her didn't make her strictly magical, but it let her borrow the magic of the one who changed her, a bare taste of real power. She controlled it with a tightly held leash as the long dragon tongue pushed further and twisted with her own, he was nearly swallowing the spell as his hands began to push beneath the silk of her shirt, lifting it upwards, giving her a brush of cool air against the exposed fur. She flexed her hand-paws against her chest, weaving her spell slowly, spreading it like gossamer strands through his own aura. She didn't want to change him all at once.. that would make the game end far too soon, and she wanted to make it last, to savor it.

~ ~ * ~ ~

"Tenith, the bed. I want you on the bed." Hati's words were commanding as he dropped her on her foot paws and blinked, realizing that he had carried her into the bedroom. Her kiss still made his lips tingle, small electric sparks that made him lick the taste of her from him.

His heart was leaping in his throat as he looked down at the small canine and felt strangely feverish and slow. Normally when he was aroused he was able to feel a spike of arousal and intensity, he would be able to concentrate on everything around him, feel it burning through him and savor it, but now he felt fuzzy and warmed. His heart beat was slow and steady in his ears as he watched her reaching up with a coy smile on her face, her azure eyes glowing, and began to unbutton her shirt with a deliberately slowness that showed off the upper chest fur and then down towards her soft mounded breasts. His confusion at how he felt was forgotten as she spread the fabric open and he got a glimpse of the soft mounds, bare and tipped with dark black nipples that were lifted and inviting. The dragon rumbled and reached down to cup them in his hands, his tongue flicking out in a rapid stroke to catch the tip of one nipple and rolled it on his tongue.

She was shivering against his touch, he felt her shaking before drawing away with laughter and continued to pull her shirt off, watching him expectantly. Tenith rumbled as he realized that she wanted him to put on a show of his own and complied by reaching up to peel his shirt from his upper body. He didn't do a slow strip tease, instead he let it slowly pull away with a drag along his chest and wings, flexing his lean muscles deliberately along his abdomen so that her eyes would be guided there. He had no doubt that there were other males better muscled, but he knew he was attractive for any species, even a dragon, and he wanted to watch her react as she stripped off her own shirt.

Wings, beautiful azure wings spread behind her back the moment the fabric fell away, transforming the odd Pomeranian into some sort of fallen angel. There was no innocence or child-like wonder in her eyes, but heat and lust as she reached forward to catch the waist of his pants. He had been with females that were coy and shy, but there was nothing shy in the way she gripped them and pushed him back against the bed. And there was nothing masculine about the behavior, she was comfortably female as she licked along his chest and drew a slow drag up towards his collar bone, his hands lifting to cup her breasts in his hands, teasing and kneading gently to make her arch herself.

His vision blurred slightly as her paws snagged at the button of his pants and popped them open, the sudden relief of pressure letting the tip of his shaft slide into view from where it had been trapped against the seam of his pants. She didn't look down at the heavy girth, but her tongue moved to lap right along the tip of one of his nipples in a powerful stroke that caught the small nub and sent an electric shock down his spine. He snarled out and reached down to curl his paws along the leather pants and gripped the soft ass cheeks. It felt good as her soft tongue roiled and rubbed against the nub, his cock soon pushed against the bare fur of her stomach and grinding against her. It was just as soft and decadent as he had imagined it would be, his cock tip pushed through it slowly, rubbing along it in a smooth stroking line as he sucked in a breath and cried it out.

Hati's breath was hot as she shivered out a noise and pushed his pants further down, pressing against him so that he could feel the warmth of her stomach muscles tensing up. The angle was a bit awkward, he was too tall, but he made up for it by moving his hands down and began to pry her own pants down from her body with a slow smooth movement. The fur caught against his fingers as he worked, hearing her hiss out a little, but he was able to roll the soft leather over itself and pulled her tail free so it bounced back up against the small of her back. Her tongue pushed out again, her teeth catching his tender nipple and teasing it. It was almost painful to have the nub pinched, but the moment it started to ache he felt warmth spreading over the area and his cock flexed up against her stomach again, pulsing with arousal.

"Lay back on the bed." She whispered against his chest, her glowing eyes lifting to look at him. "All the way back."

Tenith frowned, there was something not quite right about that command, because it was a command and not a request, and he couldn't put his finger on it. Her small paw pressed against his chest and pushed him backwards as she stepped back and pulled from his arms. His questions were driven away as he watched her pushing her pants down along her curved hips, the material slipping down easily and sliding towards her knees, but his eyes were centered on her lower stomach. She had trimmed her thick plush fur neatly, giving him a perfect view at the soft spade shaped sex nestled between her legs. The soft puffy lips were pursed together, a glistening line of wetness was coating along the inner edges, making him swallow his protest as he moved back onto the bed.

The bed was at least large enough for a dragon of his height, he was able to push himself backwards slowly and stretch out while she watched him. His cock twitched up and bounced right along his lower stomach, drooling a spill of precum that ran down along the outer edge and coated his scales as he spread his wings open. He was unbalanced, something wasn't exactly right, but he covered it up by posing with his upper body pressed against the covers and drew one leg up to make sure she was given a good view of his nude body as she stripped her pants off. She looked strange and fae, like something one might come upon in some woodland, not in a plush modern bedroom. Her eyes were glowing brightly as sparks burst over her feathering and fluttered down along her neck and shoulders.

"Won't you set your bed on fire?" He murmured, his voice slightly breathy as she tilted her head towards him and parted her lips in a puckish little smile.

"The sparks are harmless, I know how to keep the flames dampened." She responded and her wings gave a flutter, sparks flashing off of them as she pushed onto the bed and moved on all fours towards him.

It should have looked a bit silly, the small creature stalking him, but it made his mouth dry as she locked eyes on him as if she were stalking him, her tail flicking back and forth along the curve of her rump. It was graceful and slow, with the azure wings spread along her back, the tips glowing brightly as she reached out with a paw and caught the tip of his cock. In a moment, she had neatly established just who was in control within the room, and it certainly wasn't him. He cried out and shuddered as the soft paw pad glazed along his cock tip and her other hand moved on his chest, calling a rich flush to his cheeks as he let out a breath, feeling tightness sliding along his throat.

"Good boy." Hati murmured approvingly as she shifted above him, that soft plush fur caressing his scaled body, making him arch. No, something wasn't the same, something had changed, he didn't know what, but most of him.. found it had to care.

The warm furred body slipped over him, the press of it delighting and making him arch upwards as her legs slipped naturally to either side of his hips as she mounted him. He moved his hands up, caressing along her sides as she leaned down and captured his lips with her slender muzzle. He felt an electric shock as she rubbed herself along his swollen length, sliding her hips upwards so that soft sleek spade kissed along the base and rubbed upwards and he groaned out against her muzzle. Her paw cupped around his tip of his cock and caressed him, the fingers spreading open wider before squeezing, making his hips buck upwards and rocking her above him, the kiss of that soft cunny rubbing along the underside of his cock and drawing upwards.

Hati shifted, he felt her weight pushing on a paw on his chest, her tongue curling around his own in a drawn out kiss as she lifted her hips up higher and drew herself along his spire. He wanted to grab her and jab upwards, to feel the so tight walls pushing right up against his cock tip as he sank home, but he kept his hands gripping her hips and kneading as she arched herself up and leaned forward on her knees, bending all the way up until her head was on a level with his own. His glans slipped down and brushed along her outers lips as he became aware of fur rubbing along his nipples. They felt so sensitive, the caress delighting him and making him arch upwards, even as the small canine let out a muffled groan and started to push back against his girth, smearing the precum right along those bare little folds.

Tenith snapped his eyes open wide as he felt his tip being pushed up against the sleek soft sex, shivering and arching his hips up while the small canine pushed back against him. Her legs were tense and spread open as she started to push herself backwards, slowly and steadily spreading herself open right around his tip. She was tight, almost too tight, his fingers slipped over her back as he growled out a sound of pleasure and dipped his head down to tease his lips along her neck. He shifted higher up in the air, nudging and pushing his cock tip in deeper inside of her, feeling the sleek rippling walls enveloping him, stretching tightly as the canine tongue flicked out with a powerful caress right over the tip of his nipple, caressing it while she kept impaling herself. It was just as wonderful as he thought it would be.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Hati hissed out, working her hips down, the tight fit making her struggle to push herself down on him as the cock sank deeper and deeper into her passage. The drake was arching beneath her, trying to buck upwards as she moved her paws a bit more firmly down on his shoulder and ground forward, another few inches pushing into her body. She felt the rush of precum spilling out into her with a syrupy rush as she arched her back and lidded her eyes closed. There was something to be said for males, especially certain parts of them, the way that she was being stretched open and caressed as she rocked backwards and then pulled forward again with a smooth arch. She heard him growling against the line of her shoulder, the drake's paws clutching her hips tightly, the fingers curling right along the line of her ass as she bucked herself down with a powerful drive.

It had been a long time since she'd bothered playing with a male, it took some force to squeeze the sheer girth inside of her body, her own slickness helping ease him in. The warmth of the precum bubbling up and spilling out into her passage helped lubricate her as she arched her belly and the dragon's tongue flicked out to run right along her ears. It was warm and playful feeling, the teeth nibbling over the edges as he tilted his head down towards her shoulder. She squeezed around him, caressing along his length with slow rippling muscles, flexing and pulling him in deeper as she twitched her tail higher up in the air. A warm flush passing over her in delight when he bucked upwards with a powerful rocking movement and she pushed herself back down, putting some of her weight into the movement.

She sheathed the shaft inside of her, sinking and pushing her slickness along the pink flesh as the sleek girth rubbed through her. She tipped her ears back, concentrating on what she was doing as she used touch and intimacy to spread the magic over the dragon who was arching beneath her. She could feel it lurking just under the surface, the press of it sliding and pushing into the dragon, feeding on the increased lust that was drawn between them. She tilted her muzzle down and rubbed her muzzle along the curve of the chest and began to shift the changes there. She had to keep her mind focused, even when her body was being glutted with inch after heavy inch of dragon shaft, her legs shivering while she pushed her hips down and seated it until the tip bottomed out inside of her, several heavy inches left pushed out between her stretched cunny lips.

Her tongue caught one of his nipples and rolled beneath the edge of it as she lifted her hips upwards, dragging the shaft from her body before be bucked up against her, impaling her once more. The magic swelled the tip of the nipple, pushing outwards in a warm caress as she used her lips to run along either side of the plump little nub and started to pull along the edges, running the curl of her tongue right over the tip. She felt it sliding over her, a shiver that made her feathering glow brightly as she muffled her own sounds of pleasure as the nipple began to grow thicker and swelled wider. The scaling and hard muscle around the area softened, became warmer as she drew it into her muzzle to suckle with a slow smooth caress that drew the dragon up from the bed.

She intimately felt his cock throbbing, a little twitch and pulse that had her grinding further against him, sinking more and more of his spire into her body. The change was starting, slowly, the sheer thickness of his girth began to grow slender, started to fit inside of her better as she moved both of her paws down along his chest and ran her finger tips down to either side in a feather light rub. The magic was building, the warmth of it crashing over her, the warmth flushing over her as she pushed down harder, the cock tip digging against her as it began to bow with the force of her rolling hips, but not for long. Not when his body was starting to be reshaped beneath her careful touch.

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Tenith snarled out in shock as he pulled the hips down against him and more of his spire sank into her body, she was tight and slick, pulling around him in the most delicious manner possible that had him shuddering in place. He wanted to push more of himself inside of her, he pulled and writhed, bucking as her tongue lavished strokes along his chest. He'd never been with a female so incredibly interested in him in that way, the way her tongue scooped and pushed, glided over him and swirled made his heart leap into his throat. He felt as if he were feverish while hugging her close to him, gripping along the curve of her ass while she let out a soft yip and he jabbed upwards again, sinking further into her body. She seemed almost endless as he was able to push deeper between her soft folds, coming closer towards his base, as impossible as it seemed.

Her soft yips echoed in his ears, the noises delighting him as they moved together, each time he pushed his hips up she met him, pushing down against him as the tongue lavished another roiling stroke. The sleek softness fluttered right along the tip of the nipple and sent an unfamiliar shudder running through him as the taut nub felt swollen and puffy as the powerful swipes pushed this way and that. He closed his eyes and let out a throaty noise in his throat as he drove his hips up again, pulling her hips down against him as her stomach arched against him, feeling the sweep of the soft fur brushing over him, rubbing and teasing him. He leaned his head backwards and pushed upwards, feeling the swell of his base starting to sink into her body, forcing her folds open wide as he hilted himself within her.

Dimly, he realized that it shouldn't have been possible, that he had already bottomed out inside of her small body and it was impossible that she was able to take him this deep, but those realizations meant little. He was in the heat of the moment, feeling his heart fluttering wildly against his chest as she ground herself down against him, the soft outer lips meshing with his vent before she lifted up again. The walls were so warm as they clutched around him, pulling, running lightly around him as he felt every contraction suckle along him. His entire body tensed up before dragging backwards, just an inch before sinking forward again, plunging himself through her while her tongue lavished a powerful stroke against her.

Something was wrong, Tenith realized it dimly, but there was nothing he could do about it as his body was being locked in place with pleasure. He cared only about the feel of her body wrapped around him and the fur caressing over his chest scales. He was starting to easily plunge in and out of her body, the walls still slid along him, but they weren't drawn taut and his body was sparked with electric feels of pleasure. His fingers dug down, flexing down around nothing, grabbing blindly against the curve of her ass and pulled her down, feeling the sudden shudder that passed through her. The alarm he felt was being pushed beneath the heat, the pounding of his heart beat left little room for anything else, even when he felt the hot muzzle closing down around his nipple, drawing it in further than it should have been drawn.

His cock plunged in and out of her, her own bucking movements helped, wet lewd noises filled his ears as his horns pressed back against the head board and he curled his toes. He drew his legs up, knees bending, using the extra force to try and force his way deeper, even as his tip no longer pushed against her cervix, unable to bottom out. The hot tongue danced this way and that, taunting his chest, working form nipple to nipple, the constant sensation nearly a torment as he opened his eyes and groaned out, his arms sliding further up along her body. His eyes met her glowing azure ones and refused to see what was there, his mind fogged over with lust as his cock slipped from her body when she lifted her hips up.

The tip jabbed blindly, her soft sleek cunny no longer felt like such a vulnerable target, it was no longer small and delicate feeling, but large as his cock tip sank home again. Her dark paws were on his pale chest, curling and rubbing nipples that were too thick and large, they hadn't been like that only moments ago, but now they jutted up in the air. They were puffy looking, the area around them rising up against the paw pads that closed down before the drake jerked his head back and cried out. His cock sank back into her body, it was more sensitive now, the heat that enveloped him was nearly a torment as he writhed in place, struggling to pay attention to what was happening to his body. It didn't work, he was being swallowed down, dragged under by the pulsing of his own heart beat and the demand surging up and over him. There was no room for questions, only the hot silken feel of pink flesh caressing up and along his surging cock.

The paws were gripping his chest, kneading with a delicate touch that sent unwilling tremors passing over his body, he twisted and curved himself upwards, pressing into the touch greedily, trying to feel more. He opened his jaws, trying to speak, but what came out was a snarl as her hips jerked down, his cock felt so small pressed inside of her, but it only allowed him to more intimately feel the way her muscles were working around him. Every twitch and contraction made his toes curl, the desire rising up to swallow him as his stomach muscles tensed up. He moved his hands up, moving in an attempt to close them against her hands, to push the Pomeranian from him, but they only flexed down harder against her ass as Hati cried out against him and shuddered, her hips pushing down.

His prick twitched and flexed, the need pushing up through his body, bubbling towards the surface rapidly, he couldn't stop it, it was rushing over him in a torrent that drew his head all the way back. Her legs tightened along either side of his hips while she pushed down, his entire stomach was leaping and churning, the muscles working together in a way that he barely understood and couldn't stop. He tipped his head down towards her small foxlike ears and cried out, the sound bursting free in a roar of pleasure as she came to a stop and pushed down, every slender inch of changing cock driven inside of her as it began to pulse.

He pushed up rope after rope of cum, but not the normal torrent that he was used to producing, it was more like a weak trickle that spilled from him, coating her inner passage as her palm squeezed along his chest, thumbs sliding up and right along his nipples. It sent a tremor through him, a pleasurable sensation of need and heat both, confusing and arousing him as he gasped out and tipped his head down. It was like nothing else in the world, it was wrong and strange, muscles inside of him were tensing up that he hadn't possessed before as he squirmed in place, giving small movements of his hips, humping up against her as she pressed above him and kept herself firmly situated on his hips.

"My my..I thought for sure you wouldn't manage to cum, that you'd realize what was happening and stop." Hati's voice was thick with arousal and the dragon opened his eyes, shuddering slightly as a claw tip ran over one of his nipples. "But I am most definitely not unpleasantly surprised."

She was toying over the mound of twin breasts that were even now growing larger, the skin felt so warm swollen beneath his scales that it was almost a torment to feel the way she was stroking and rubbing him. He watched as the soft mounds grew into her paws, spreading the fingers apart as she caressed and sent another tremor down the dragon's spine as he reached up and tried to grab her wrists. She sat up on his lap, the movement sliding his cock along her silken passage, spilling it outwards when her hips rose up too high and the tip pulled free with a wet noise. The moment the pink spire flashed into view he sucked in a disbelieving breath, jerking backwards as the small cock fell messily against his lower belly, drawing backwards from the last of the arousal. It wasn't the proud swollen inches that he had started with, instead, the girth was small and thin, drawing backwards as he stared at it.

"What.. are you doing.." He gasped out, eyes flashing up at the strange hybrid, feeling the paws kneading the rising breasts tenderly, soft fingers gliding up to run right along the underside of the nubs.

"Evening the playing field, of course." Hati answered slyly, tilting her head to one side, sparks and fire shivering through her feathers. Tenith felt as if he were burning, warmth was spreading over his body like wild fire. "It was very unfair earlier, but now... now I think we can understand one another, don't you?"

"Stop.." He reached up to grab her wrist roughly, trying to push it away, but he felt his stomach contract and a cry broke free from his throat.

"Stop? With you half and half? You would look so odd, don't you think?" She persisted, her fingers running over the nipples again to make another shudder pass over his body.

"Stop it!" He bared his teeth and lunged up, the movement jostling the Pomeranian, but it didn't free him, her hand shot up and suddenly grabbed the underside of his jaw.

He felt his cock changing, his entire lower body was adjusting itself, every small spasm and twitch was keenly felt as his breathing sped up wildly, his eyes bulging as he stared down at himself. The soft black furred belly hovered above his own, but she made no move to cover what was going on, she seemed to almost flaunt it, showing off the slow retreat of his shaft towards his vent. The scaling that had been smooth and flat, designed to hide his genitals, was growing puffy and soft looking, parting slightly to show a glimpse of silky bubble-gum pink inner walls as the tip drew itself back down again. His cock was no longer worthy of being called a shaft, it was growing smaller, reddening into a small little pearl that nestled back right between the soft puffy folds.

He threw himself up, bucking beneath her weight, but her paw only gripped harder on his muzzle and tightened, the blunt claws gripping firmly enough that he wheezed out a breath as she rested above him and narrowed her eyes. There was a flash in those dark azure eyes as he felt his body changing under her, every throb of his heart could be felt beneath his scales. Not his scales, he jerked upwards, his head nearly hitting the head board as his slow mind finally realized what was happening. He wasn't looking down at his body, not truly, she was looking down at a sleek feminine body complete with soft mounded breasts tipped with dark pink nipples that jutted up straight in the air, perked and hardened.

"Easy, there's nothing to fight about..." Hati murmured and her paw rubbed back along Tenith's jaw line lightly.

"The hell there isn't!" She burst out, shaking the fog from her mind and pushing the Pomeranian to one side, or at least, that's what she meant to.

She was stopped by the feel of Hati sliding against her and deftly forcing her chin all the way down along the rise of her breasts, the force gripping her muzzle tensing up and distracting her as her breathing came in rapid panicked gasps. Her entire body had subtly changed, there were curves where there hadn't been before, they were sweeping along her hips and all the way down along her legs. Her stomach was softer, her entire body had softened! It wasn't fat, but a simple layer of feminine softness was left on her that adjusted her body from masculine to entirely feminine. The soft pink folds were nestled sweetly between her legs, the glistening outer lining of them visible as she jerked harder, her breathing coming out in a rush as the talons tickled their way all the way up the bridge of her muzzle and ran downwards again. The forceful touch making her swallow a groan.

"Now, let's understand one another, Tanith," Hati released her muzzle and lifted a paw up to lick one finger tip. "You're not going to be changed back on your own, oh you might find someone to cast an illusion of your drakehood back, but it wouldn't be the real thing. As long as you're a good dragoness, you can walk away from tonight with a smile on your face and everything back to normal, if you're bad.."

"You can't just do this to me!" Tanith choked as the saliva slick finger moved away from the small vulpine muzzle and dipped down low.

"If you don't behave, you'll see how well you do as a dragoness on her own in the city. I'm sure there are many nice strapping men who would take you under their wing." The canine's smile was sly, not a hint of innocence in her azure eyes. "But then you'd have to earn your keep."

Whatever answer Tenith may have given was robbed from her as the finger dipped down between her shapely thighs and suddenly ran along her exposed folds. She had touched herself there a hundred times, she knew exactly what her cock felt like, how it throbbed and swelled, but her new sex was nothing like it. The finger trailed just along the outer edges of her folds, trailing in a smooth line that ran between them and pushed inwards, the slow caress making her swallow as the damp finger pad deliberately worked between the outer lips and pushed inwards. The stroke sent an unwilling shudder down her back, making her crest herself as it ran up to where her cock should have been. She reached down, trying to grab at the hand, but the canine only pushed her finger forward and grazed a finger tip right over the newly formed clit.

It wasn't exploding pleasure, but a quiet shuddered that took her, feeling the way the finger worked and circled slowly, dancing in a smooth caress that trailed in a circle around the sensitive nub. Her stomach tensed up, the muscles rippling, not sure how to react, not sure how to make her mind work as the stroke of the finger pad worked up and over the nub. The movement scrubbed back and forth along it, brushing and swirling as she writhed backwards against the bed. Internal muscles began to flex and shift, the slow movements pulling and stroking around absolutely nothing, just tensing down and squeezing helplessly. It was like nothing she had ever felt, the caressing strokes teasing and rubbing along her nerve lined passage as the damp finger played back and forth. The dog shifted, sliding from her waist as the finger dragged downwards and traced right along the inner folds of her cunny, pushing lower to nudge right against the snug untried opening.

"Why?" She gasped out, and swallowed, feeling the free paw sliding down to brush right against her breasts as the hybrid ruffled her feathers up with a scattering of sparks.

"Why not?" Hati replied, the amusement thick in her voice. "I think you make a rather appealing female, far better than I thought you would be."

Tenith's breath came in short pants as she writhed against the bed, her shoulders pushing higher up on the head board as she was given an unobstructed view of the glistening pink pussy that was being teased. The paw cupped up against her as the finger tip nestled deeper, just barely pushing forward, nudging and teasing, wedging right against the narrow ring. It was a kiss of pressure against her inner body, pushing forward with a forceful caress that started to nudge and wedge into her. The gentle probe began to wedge forward with just enough pressure to spread the outer ring open, pushing and nudging with a steady build up that spread the inner walls open, even as they flexed downwards. She tried to pull her hips away, scooting backwards, but the finger only followed her with a steady rub that made her silky walls wrap tightly around the digit.

The dragoness twisted, her tail lashing around as the pressure began to mount, pushing forward and sliding through the slick inner passage with a gentle rub that made her tense down around it. She contracted and squeezed, rippling movements suckled along the length that pushed in deeper, turning and twisting with gentle rubs designed to make her squirm in place. Her tail slapped against the bed, her struggle growing as she bit her lower lip and muffled an exclamation, watching as her own wetness coated against the canine's finger, strands of it pushing out as the paw worked against her. She felt the interior muscles being pried open wider, deeper, the finger wriggling as it slipped into her passage, working past the second knuckle. She wasn't prepared for the flash of pleasure, the warmth spreading over her lower body as she was teased.

The paw pad cupped right along the outer folds, pressing forward and pushing deeper with a sudden press that forced her muscles open wide as the push upwards soon dragged out, making her tense up, attempting to hold the digit deeper inside of her. The newly formed body felt too sensitive, the warmth almost unbearable as every brush of the damp paw and fingers forced her to react, calling out with short noises, unable to hamper them. The finger seemed to find places that were filled with sensitive nerves inside of her, fluttering back and forth, stroking forward and then drawing backwards again. Her arousal was growing, she was becoming slicker by the moment, her cheeks burning in humiliation as she didn't seem to be able to control anything, becoming a slave to the sensations she was being assaulted with.

"Of course, you changed a bit too swiftly..." Hati drew her finger out slowly, dragging it free with a slick sound, leaving Tenith shaking, her body feeling puffy and exposed, the air cool on the wet outer lips. "I'm afraid you'll have to make up for that."

"What?" Tenith felt slow, her heart beat ringing in her own ears as the Pomeranian slipped off the bed with a flick of her tail.

"Not very quick, are you?" Hati gave a slow grin while opening the bedside drawer. "Of course, you haven't been properly broken in."

Tenith nearly snarled at that phrase broken in, but it faltered as the canine pulled out a dark black leather assortment of straps from the bedside drawer and untangled them. The buckles were falling free, rattling loudly and clinking together as the fingers spread them out to reveal a broad leather collar and what looked like a loose leather muzzle. The dragoness pulled herself on the bed, shifting away, her mind rolling with thoughts that were snapping at each other in a tangled mass. Fear and embarrassment, confusion and desperation, arousal and anger rippled through her as she swung about on the bed, she wasn't going to take this. Whatever strange magic this was, there would be a cure for it, she would be changed back into her proper body, many people worked magic! They were even able to be hired.

How dare this half pint hybrid try and use magic on me! _ She thought furiously, anger finally settling her thoughts and gave her a target as the canine turned back towards her. _She isn't even a real species, just a mixed together bit of two halves!

The dragoness stood up with a snap of her tail, intent of storming away from the creature that had changed her, but she was too slow and she hadn't expected Hati to try and stop her. It was laughable that the smaller female would even try, Tenith was larger and heavier, even changed she was a match for the canine. She started to push her way past when a dark paw suddenly grabbed her muzzle and forced it down with surprising strength, she jerked back, letting out a muffled snarl of protest, but leather was already sliding along her face. Hati had an air of utter confidence as she handled the dragoness, refusing to let her writhe her way free, forcing her to submit to the kiss of thick leather around her throat. She tried to lift her hands up, to force the paws away, but they only tightened the collar along her throat, pulling her head down to be on more of a level with the smaller canine.

"Stop that!" She snapped and jerked upwards, lifting Hati upwards, but the dog only kept her grip and curled her lips up in a wicked grin.

"Stop? I doubt you want me to do that, lovely girl." She responded and flicked her warm pink tongue out to strike right against the muzzle. "Unless you're ready to leave?"

"Someone can change me back." Tenith growled and felt the sensuously soft body sliding in against her, the rub of thick heavy fur brushing against her to make her want to squirm as it kissed against the perk of her breasts.

"Of course they can, I can. Anyone else, well... I doubt they'll know even where to start, but feel free to try. It'll be amusing to see how they mess it up." The grip slid the leather up and over her muzzle, making her stare down at the confident dog. "Because trust me, this can be so much worse.."

The paws released her, letting her jerk back as Hati padded away with a sway to her hips, the glowing of the feathers making her fur look darker and softer, the utter confidence of the steps making her seem taller, more imposing. It was laughable, she shouldn't have been imposing at all, but Tenith swallowed and found her chest tightening as she was left standing next to the bed. She didn't even know what magic had made her this way, there had been no spell that she had heard, no talisman used, nothing that she equated with magic had been used on her. They had been in the midst of heated intimacy, not what was required to work magic, at least not what she knew of. She looked at the bedroom door, it wasn't even shut, she could have walked out of here easily. Her hand reached up to touch the leather muzzle, it was little more than a loose halter that was connected to the collar, wrapping around her head and beneath her horns, humiliating in the extreme.

It was doubt that made her glance at the dog, watching Hati sit on the bed with a confident smile on her fox-like muzzle. Everything about her shouted that she should have been easily dominated and controlled, but Tenith didn't think about dominating the hybrid, she swallowed and let doubt move her. She had to get back into her real body, she couldn't leave here looking like this. She wasn't sure how it had happened, but she didn't know how she would even start to go about changing herself back. It wasn't simply trying to find someone that knew magic, but the humiliation of being stuck as a dragoness until she did, being forced to behave and act as if she were female. People she knew would find out, they'd see her like this, ask what had happened and she'd be forced to admit how she had been bested or make up some intricate tale to try and cover it up.

"Good girl.." Hati murmured and reached up to catch the underside of the leather muzzle and pulled her down. "Down!"

It was a sharp command that came with a pull to the muzzle that brought Tenith's head down lower, her cheeks burning a bright red as she was forced to lower herself towards the ground. She wasn't allowed to drop down onto the bed, the hold on the collar set up forced her to her knees in front of the bed while the Pomeranian leaned back with a sly smile. The white teeth were sharp looking in the dark backdrop of the muzzle and Tenith shuddered as she went to one knee, her head drawn forward to slip onto the lap, feeling the kiss of fur along her chin. The fingers gripped the underside of the muzzle, pulling the leather tight as her muzzle was guided up and one of the legs shifted, the foot paw rising up to push itself right on her shoulder as a brace. She felt the weight pushing against her, the blunt claws slipping out to press against her scales, leaving her with a few of what she had lusted over in the club.

The spade shaped sex was glistening wetly with arousal, she could taste the sweet feminine scent on the air, making her heart still leap up in response that had nothing to do with her emotional state. The inner walls could be just glimpsed between the pursed lips, wet and coated with a mixture of Hati's own juices and what was left of her orgasm. The heat flared higher, making her feel the throbbing along her cheeks as her muzzle was pushed up and forced right against the sleek cunny. She swallowed and groaned slightly as the other dark paw gripped her horn and held her in position, a position she had wanted to be in so desperately earlier and now she wanted to snarl, but she didn't. What could she do? She swallowed her pride and closed her blue eyes, sliding her tongue out to brush right along the outer edge, tasting an intoxicating mixture of arousal.

Her tongue was long and smooth as she pushed outwards and began to sweep outwards and curled between the outer lips, gathering up a slathering of wetness on the tip of her tongue and swallowing it down, letting the dog guide her. She heard the breathy little sound of pleasure about her, eager noises that made her flush hotly, but she continued to lick out, swirling her tongue right along the swollen bud of the clit and traced over it. Her breathing was moist and heated, panting out shallowly as she ran her tongue in deeper and let the shape of the puffy folds guide her tongue downwards in a slow push that edged her down to where the snug opening she had enjoyed so vigorously earlier. Now, she could taste the slight tang of salt from herself there, and crinkled her lips up, but forced herself to slither her tongue forward with a slow steady penetration.

Hati's paws flexed against her, but didn't release as she began to invade the canine channel with her oral muscle, sliding over the inner pink skin and rubbing it, her slender tip plunging in with a rub that gathered up the slick juices on the tip of her tongue. She swallowed down the taste, embarrassed to realize that it didn't taste as bad to her as it should have been, she didn't sputter or choke, she worked her tongue in deeper, saliva pushing out and slathering the outer edges as she opened her muzzle wider and slipped higher up, her lips engulfing the mound in a lurid kiss that twisted and pushed its way deeper, seeking out the salty sweet taste that coated the small dog, swallowing it and rasping her tongue to clear the passage, cleaning with a soft noise that was in no way a protest.

"Such a...nnf.. talented tongue..." Hati panted out shallowly, only punctuating the demeaning act with further embarrassment, but Tenith continued, slurping her tongue in deep, stretching it as far as she could manage.

She pushed it out until she felt a strain right along the underside, reaching as far as she could go to taste and swallow the mixture. She nestled her lips in, working her jaw as she dragged backwards and stimulated the muscles that twitched and tightened, making her tongue mold within the narrow passage while she explored. The hips rose up against her, a subtle shift and grind pressing the puffy outer folds against either side of her muzzle. Hati grew slicker, the mixture of juices were being licked up, but the arousal was growing, the saliva from Tenith's tongue slathered through her as the dragoness pushed the thickness of the tongue base in as deep as she could go. The position became uncomfortable on just her knees, making it harder to balance herself so she moved her hands down, shifting to all fours as she pushed forward.

She worked her tongue with lewd wet noises, they were ringing in her ears messily, her tongue twisting and tugging, pulling backwards before the inevitable push forward again. The sweet arousal coated her taste buds, her cheeks growing hotter as she realized that she was not unaffected by the situation. She had already been wet, the teasing fingers had made sure of that, but she had a natural reaction to what she was doing and how she was doing it. She could feel her vent growing slick, the wetness gathering on her outer lips while the dog gave her head a pull and the hips rocked up. Hati's voice soft and sweet sounding with a whine when Tenith's tongue found a particularly sensation spot to lavish with powerful caresses of her tongue.

She concentrated there, working and swirling in circles, her breathing coming out hotly so that the fur was constantly tickling against the edge of her muzzle. She sucked in a breath, groaning out before her tongue pushed forward again, glutting the passage wider before pulling back, the slow drag making the hips shudder beneath the attention. She had always been confident on her ability to pleasure a partner with her tongue, confident in that she could make a female cum just by the touch alone, and some of that pride was still there. She closed her eyes tightly and concentrated on how she moved, not trying to mimic the feel of a cock, but concentrating on areas she knew the Pomeranian was squirming about in reaction to being touched at. The little jerks of the hips delighting her and making her forget some of her humiliation.

The hot little pants were growing faster from above, the hips squirming and shifting as the dragoness pulled her tongue back, slurping it out with a wet feel of juices clinging to her muzzle, but she didn't stop for long. She only reached up and swirled over the clit, a taunting caress and push before dropping back down again to push into the quivering passage. She swallowed down the taste and scents, her body warming to the familiar act, the humiliation of growing wet enough to cling to her outer scales of her loins was being lost in the way that she had the dog arching and grinding forward again. Her tongue tip grazed over the g-spot, catching it to swirl and flutter against, the rapid flickers making the dog tense up and the paws clenched against Tenith's horn.

The former drake growled, the sound vibrating up from her throat and trailing out of her muzzle before pushing forward again, glutting the sweet little passage with thrumming muscle. She felt how it was clenching down, the powerful ripples pushing through Hati, the spasm began to work right along the base of her tongue and pulling upwards. It was a shocking feel, the way that the tension built around her tongue while the hips arched upwards. She let out another growl, pushing her tongue in so that the thickest point of the base was spreading the narrow ring open, tasting the juices as the dog began to arch and jerk beneath him. Her cry should have been like music to Tenith's ears, a smug moment for the drake that was using her tongue, but she wasn't a drake, she wasn't anything close to male.

She slurped her tongue out and pushed it back in again, scooping up the increasing wetness as the throbbing walls milked around the length of the oral muscle. Hati came with a high pitched burst of pleasure, the sound breaking past the fox-like muzzle as the hips shuddered and trembled in place. The thighs tightened on either side of Tenith's muzzle and cheeks, clutching and holding her in place while she worked her tongue past the spasming walls. She pushed and slid it inwards, dragging back out again with a slow slip outwards with a wet noise before the next push forward again. The saliva clung to the plush dark folds, her muzzle, gathering together as the dog shuddered and arched up higher in the air, whining out her pleasure as the paw on Tenith's horn drifted down to rub the base of her neck.

_If this was what she wanted she could have asked me for it. _ She thought bitterly and drew her tongue out, feeling a faint ache right around the base.

She pulled her muzzle back, breathing faster, her senses filled with the taste of the canine, making it hard to think straight while her heart was fluttering in her ears wildly. She tried to pull the hands from her head, but Hati maintained the grip as the dog tilted her head down. The azure eyes were heavy with pleasure, lidding a little bit as one of the paws worked and stroked right along the line of her neck, kneading a little bit. Tenith's cheeks were still flushed, humiliated to feel that the wetness was clinging between her inner thighs, trying her best to ignore that part of her body and concentrate on looking up at the small canine.

"Did you enjoy?" She asked, her voice sounding rough as she lifted her head to regard the hybrid. "I could have done that as a drake, and freely offered."

"You are quite mistaken if you think that's why I have you, pet." Hati answered and tilted her head, twitching her fox-like ears lightly.

Hati didn't remain relaxed on the bed for long, the dog's grip tightened on the muzzle and pulled her head forward as the dark canine slipped off the edge of the bed, the hold firming up so that Tenith was forced to stand up as the hold dragged her. She got on her paw obediently enough, her eyes narrowed with annoyance at the way she was being handled. She lashed her tail behind her as she was led forward along the side of the bed, trying her best not to yank her head out of the grip. The taste of arousal was still on her muzzle, every breath tinged with it so it was hard to concentrate.

"You haven't had a proper chance to enjoy your new body," Hati murmured softly. "Half of the fun of this is a new appreciation for what you've been given."

"I'd rather not." Tenith shivered and then stiffened as the dog pulled something from behind the baseboard.

It was disturbing to see the restraints brought out, the paw on her collar didn't give her an inch of give as it remained tight and hard, making her watch as the two cuffs were dropped on the pillows and she was pulled forward. How prepared was the Pomeranian for this? Had she been planning it for days? Had she done it before? That idea was the one that was most chilling, if this were a pattern, was this something that was set up for an ending she didn't even want to contemplate? She let out a noise as the paw shoved against her back and forced her to lean over the soft mattress and something clipped right under her chin, a shortened leather strap that forced her head nearly against the soft covers.

Hati leaned over her upturned rump, the soft furred form warm feeling and sensual as the arms slipped forward to grab her wrists and pulled them towards the restraints that had been tossed on the bed. Tenith tensed and shivered, only to feel the hips pushing up against her ass, the soft damp fur caressing against the underside of her tail. It was a masculine position, softened by the swell of the breasts against her shoulders and the way that the body was shaped to cup against her larger form. There was a sudden kiss of teeth against the nape of her neck, nipping sharply enough that the dragoness cried out as her wrists were secured into the padded restraints. They were tugged tight, pulling up right along the underside of the soft scaled hide, the buckles cold feeling where they bit in a bit too much, but her comfort seemed to be a secondary concern for the hybrid.

The restraints were hooked to a centralized strap that was similarly attached to the lead that was clipped onto her muzzle, the affair demeaning and made her instinctively jerk backwards to test it. The moment she did the Pomeranian shifted her grip and moved a hand up to pull at something. The dragoness couldn't see that it was, but the effects were immediate as her arms were stretched forward and she was forced across the bed. She cried out sharply, jerking backwards, struggling against the thing, but it drew her out and pulled her breasts right along the soft mussed up covers, her stomach soon pushing down as she was forced to strain all the way over the bed. Hati's presence pushed up against her ass kept her hips high up in the air, presenting them while her hands were soon hanging off the other end of the bed. She felt, and heard, the low laugh against the nape of her neck... There was a flash of a hot wet tongue working against her, rubbing along the edges.

"So, shall we see how much you enjoy your new parts, pet?" Hati whispered in her ear, the voice throatily promising. "You are certainly wet enough."

Tenith swallowed a noise, her eyes widening as she felt a paw slipping between her legs, the fingers dancing in a feather light caress right over the sleek soft folds. The canine stood up, leaving the weight from her back so that she felt a warm kiss of cold air caressing over her scaling. She flushed, the blood pounding in her ears as she was teased, the wetness drawn along her outer lips as the hips moved away from her, drawing backwards so that her tail was pushed up against the belly and fell along the furred legs. She tried to ignore the touch, shuddering when the fingers pushed higher up and ran in a smooth stroke that traced just between the plump outer lips and then caressed her clit. The touch made her snarl, her lips twisted backwards in shocked pleasure that made the small canine laugh at her, the rich mocking sound ringing in her ears as she tried to squirm away from beneath the sensory assault.

She felt the dark shape moving behind her, the little bumps and shifts as the fingers danced along her freshly made cunny. They were ever sure of where they teased, the light touches running to either side of the swollen pearl and the thumb rubbing over it before gliding down again, starting to pry her open. She tried to pull her hips away, but she was hampered by the fact that she couldn't go any further onto the bed, the restraints kept her from pushing back, she was left writhing and slapping her tail uselessly against her tormenter. The creak of leather was heard, the sound of something snapping into place before the fingers began to pry her open wider, pushing into her soft inner folds to expose the narrow opening that had been created inside of her. She flashed her eyes back wildly, twisting her lips in a snarl as she tried to look back at the hybrid, but the dog only moved further behind her.

And something cool and smooth kissed right against her virginal opening.

"STOP!" She got the word out, jerking hard against the leash strapped to the muzzle, her eyes flashing white.

Hati's laughter floated back to her as the narrow tip of a toy pushed forward as the fingers released her wet and glistening folds. They immediately closed down around the silicone while the warmth of the furred body pushed along her back. The paws gripped her hips tightly, pulling them as the toy began to push forward against her passage, the pressure forcefully pressing up against her as the dragoness cried out in shock. She had no comparisons to make, her world was locked in the feel of the smooth material pushing into her body slowly and steadily. It was spreading her wide, splaying her outer folds and giving a push as her silky walls pushed up and the tight ring of her opening slid down along the rapidly thickening tip.

She grew slicker by the moment, the wetness coated around the outside of the toy as it rubbed and shoved deeper inside of her. She clutched, her muscles unused to the feeling of being spread tried to hug around the thing as she twisted and pushed back up against the furred body. A soft growl spilled into her ears before Hati nipped her and Tenith was treated to a sudden firm thrust, the thick tip popping into her body, spreading her up and over a ridge of fake flesh that seated itself deeper. She was wet and slippery, messy feeling as her arousal was pushed out, she didn't want to think about it being her own arousal, she didn't want to think about her body being impaled on the toy. The paws on her hips pulled backwards as the dog pushed forward again, suddenly another thick inch began to sink home inside of her.

Her newly made passage ached, but it felt impossibly stretchy as it spread and hugged tightly around the material, warming it as it slipped deeper. One of Hati's paws wandered and the dragoness let out a shaky breath, her eyes snapping open as the fingers found the bud of her clit and caressed over it. She didn't want to make the noise she did, the throaty moan of pleasure that had nothing at all with being male, but it came out no matter what she did. She cried it out, arching her back and shivering, rolling her hips backwards against the canine that plunged forward deeper inside of her body and then drew backwards. The ridges popped from her body again, dragging free with a wet noise until just the tip remained.

"Such a good girl.." Hati breathed out, just before the hips began to push forward again, the finger pad swirled in circles along her clit. "So wet.. so eager..."

"Please.. d-don't.." Tenith gasped out, her eyes squeezing shut as the finger put pressure on her clit and began to rapidly circle over her.

It was a burst of sensation and pleasure, drawn up along her lower belly as the dildo plunged back into her body, forcing her outer ring to slide up and over each of the ridges as it became thicker the deeper it went. It shouldn't have been able to fit inside of her, it felt massive, impossibly huge, but her walls kept stretching to accept it. The ache that was there was a small sensation when the rest of her body was locked in the fluttery feel of the finger along her clit. The way it circled and moved had her writhing, rubbing her scaled body beneath the furred one as her ass was pushed up higher in the air. The Pomeranian was letting out a low noise to her, almost a purr or a growl, the sound filling her senses as there was yet another thrust. This one was drawn out, the pressure driving up against her and sinking deeper and deeper into her body. She began to stretch open wider, swallowing the ridges as they plunged home inside of her body.

Every twitch and squeeze made it harder to push the cock inside of her, but it wasn't enough, it spread her apart so she let out a shrill cry and bucked her hips. The finger was working along her, fluttering side to side, pinning her swollen clit down as she was force fed the toy. Her walls clutched down tightly, some of her own wetness was sliding down long the outer scales as she gasped in a breath and moaned out when the toy was drawn back. The ridges popped free, one after another, pulling over places within her passage that deliberately made her body shudder in unwilling pleasure. She felt puffy and swollen all along the inner walls, the wetness was being edged out of her slightly as she trembled and then whimpered, leaning her head backwards again.

She wasn't given any time to brace herself before the next thrust forward, the powerful drive of the hips pushed her against the bed and she shuddered. She twisted and arched, her entire body moving in reaction to the way the toy was being worked inside of her. It was never the same sensation twice, the way her muscles tensed, the speed, the angle.. they all worked against one another so that she was letting out shrill cries, she couldn't stop them. Her jaws were parted with each rapid breath as the next thrust was the deepest yet, the toy plunging all the way into her and driving deep enough that she felt the kiss of the furred thighs against her own, the edge of the leather belt that held the dildo in place. The finger rubbed up, pulling along her clit before sliding down again, changing direction again.

Tenith opened her muzzle to try and call things to a stop, but the only thing that came out was a whimpering noise as the hips drive the ridges through her body again. It was a swift thrust that came with a wet squelching sound as her arousal was pushed out. Her juices were sleeked all along the toy as she swallowed a groan and tried to tuck her head down. She was humiliated, mortified, but it didn't matter as the finger kept working, swirling and fluttering, the movements changing constantly, making her heart leap in her chest almost painfully. Something was building inside of her, centering along her lower stomach, the muscles bunching up as her claws dug into the palm of her hands.

She had no words for it, only that her body began to contract around the toy and her body rolled under a sensation that started at the fingers dancing along her clit. The stroke upwards pushed her over, breaking along her lower belly and surged up. Every muscle she possessed seemed to tense up all at once, tightening and straining against one another as she latched around the toy that sank its way into her body. She clutched along the ridges, greedily suckling and pulling, her walls milking with powerful contraction while the Pomeranian kept thrusting against her, pushing through her body. She couldn't breathe right, her jaws were parted in rapid gasping pants as the orgasm took her and made her grind and shudder.

She felt the gooey strands of wetness pushing out from her cunny, the cum coating the toy as it dragged backwards, but still the finger worked her over. Never stopping, fluttering, forcing her to twist and shove backwards, fighting the restraints as she was kept at the peak. She felt as if she would pass out, that the world would fall away and she would be left as a shuddering ball of nothing on the ground. It was too much, it was so pleasurable it was nearly painful, a sting along the edge that had her walls clutching tightly and squeezing the toy that came to a slow halt inside of her. The finger slowed along her throbbing clit, brushing the tip lightly enough that it made her whimper and flinch before it rested against her.

Tenith couldn't make her mind work, she went limp as the pomeranian's paw cupped along her belly and rubbed her lightly, she felt the brush of feathers as the wings touched her sides. The warm muzzle rested right along the nape of her neck, pressing in close as the dragoness simply kept her eyes shut. Her body was pounding, the wild beat making the world seem distant. She couldn't even feel humiliation as she felt the paw on her stomach slide up to slip between her and bed, cupping one of her breasts in an all too familiar manner. The canine's hot slick tongue slithered out and brushed right along the curve of her neck.

"What a good girl..." Hati murmured breathlessly, the toy shifting just enough to draw a whimper past the former drake's through, feminine and soft sounding. She couldn't even gather her thoughts enough to feel humiliated at being called a good girl.