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Rox opened his eyes, groggily. Sure, he had gone to bed late last night - and maybe a little bit drunk - but he definitely felt worse than usual. Dragons did tend to get drunk quite quickly - different metabolisms, and all that - but this didn't feel like a hangover; his scales were strangely warm, and there was no headache, though he did feel a little strange.

As the world slowly came into focus, though, he realised that he was definitely not in bed any more. His bedroom had been replaced by some kind of weird, fleshy room - only a few metres across. The walls were gently pulsating, and the air was humid, with a slight hint of musk.

What caught his eye, though, was the fox opposite him. He was naked, and somehow embedded in the wall; only his head and torso were free, his arms and legs embedded in the fleshy wall behind him. He was thin and fit, and from a quick glance at his groin, pretty well hung, too, but seemed to be sleeping.

As Rox tried to reach out, though, realisation dawned - he, too, was trapped, his arms and legs enclosed in the warm, damp fleshy wall. He tried to move his hands and claws, but no luck - all he felt was the warm pressure as the wall held him completely in place, pulsing slightly against his scales.

A slight breeze tickled his groin and he looked down to see that just like the unconcious fox across from him, he was completely naked - his cock just hanging down over the floor, being gently swayed by the warm breeze.

The floor was odd, as well - instead of being a solid fleshy mass like the walls, it seemed to be slowly... writhing, as if it was made up of hundreds of small tentacles, glistening as they slowly moved over each other. Weird...

"Hey!". He looked up, and saw that the fox was awake. "What's happening?", the fox asked - Rox tried to shrug in reply, but the wall held him firm; all he could do was utter a slightly scared "No idea...".

Suddenly, before the fox could reply, he tensed up, and let out a little yelp - and then, his eyes went wide as he shouted "Fuck!". Before Rox could ask what was happening, a thick tentacle shot down from the ceiling and rammed itself into the fox's mouth. The expression on the fox's face changed to sheer terror as he struggled to speak around the tentacle, but every time he opened his mouth wider it pushed further inside, reducing him to a series of muffled grunts.

Then, as Rox watched, the fox's expression changed from one of terror to one of confusion, as he moaned and closed his eyes. He looked down and saw the fox's cock rapidly getting harder, swinging around in the moist, musky air, as his body tensed up.

Then, Rox suddenly felt something brush against his backside, protruding from the warm wall. Before he had a chance to realise what was happening, something warm and slippery pushed into his tailhole and rammed into his prostate, causing him to gasp out loud - at which point, a second tentacle shot down and into *his* mouth.

It was warm and salty, and while he tried to push it out, as he struggled it just pushed deeper, until it filled his entire mouth, pressing its warm, salty mass against his tongue, and leaking some kind of sticky, sweet fluid.

The tentacle buried in his ass began to move, pushing in and out easily, ramming into his prostate every time it thrust into him. He couldn't help but moan a little every time it filled him, his body tensing up with every movement of the tentacle.

He looked over at the fox again, and the fox back - his expression a mixture of pleasure and fear, as he was being (presumably) pounded the same way. The fox's cock was rock-hard now, sticking out into the gap between him and Rox, and a bead of pre-cum was starting to form at its tip, the cock pulsing as the tentacle rammed the fox from behind.

He felt movement behind him and a second tentacle pushed into him alongside the first, alternating with it to pound him twice as fast; the fox's widened eyes made him guess that the same had happened there, too. With his ass being relentlessly pounded, his own cock rapidly reached full mast and began leaking pre, beads of it slowly rolling down his shaft.

The fox had closed his eyes now, his cock leaking precum almost continuously, a small stream of it dripping onto the floor below him. Worryingly, the floor seemed to take notice; below the fox it seemed to be stirring, and the writhing gave way to more directed movement.

As Rox watched, a thin, slimy tentacle rose up from the floor, almost lapping up the strings of pre-cum as it went, until it was poised just underneath the fox's cock. It gently slid across his wet cock-head, lapping up the almost constant stream of pre-cum and causing the fox's eyes to shoot open as he felt it brush against his sensitive tip.

Then, as Rox watched, the tentacle moved to his slit. The fox, suspecting what was about to happen next, tried to move and emitted a series of panicked grunts, but he was firmly embedded in the wall, and the tentacle slowly pushed into his urethra.

His eyes widened and he moaned as it pushed further and further in, relaxing when it finally stopped, buried deep inside him. Just as he relaxed a little, though, the tentacle seemed to swell, and Rox saw the fox once again thrash around, his eyes looking at Rox in what almost looked like pity - and as the fox's eyes drifted to Rox's hard, leaking cock, he knew why.

Seeing his companion penetrated like that had only made him more horny - though the constant pounding he was getting helped as well - and he, too, had started to leak precum in an almost steady steam. Worried, he looked down, and sure enough, a thin tentacle of his own was snaking its way up to his cock, and as it reached the tip he tensed in expectation.

Sure enough, it thrust into him, and he moaned as he felt it slowly work its way down his cock, past his prostate, and down towards his balls. He wondered what it was going to do, but his question was soon answered - he felt it swell, the bulge travelling down inside his cock, until he felt something warm start to fill his balls, and his whole sack slowly get heavier.

He looked across at the fox, and sure enough, his balls were much bigger now; at least three times the size they were before, if not more. They were swinging gently as the fox twitched from the pounding he was clearly still getting, and as he watched, the tentacle slowly pulled out of the fox's cock, as he emitted a long, low moan. Finally, it came free of him with a lurid popping sound, and retreated back to the floor below.

Rox moaned too as he felt his balls get heavier and heavier, until finally he felt the tentacle inside him begin to move. He shuddered with pleasure as it slowly pulled out, his cock almost feeling empty as it retreated, until he heard the pop as it finally pulled free.

The new weight in his balls was making him ever more desperate to cum, and he looked over to see the fox in the same state - his cock dripping in the dim light as his heavy balls swung beneath him. The fox looked back, pure desperation in his eyes, and Rox could see he was just as desperate to unload.

The fox's eyes suddenly widened, and Rox was about to wonder what was going on when he felt two tentacles emerging from the wall, pushing past his heavy ballsack and brushing along the underside of his cock. He moaned as they slowly teased him, wrapping around the base of his cock and slowly pumping up and down. Rox closed his eyes, only to open them again when he heard another muffled grunt from the fox - and then he felt why, as a third tentacle slid itself over his cock, enveloping him in its warm, sticky insides.

Rox was in heaven, and he tried to thrust forward as the tentacle pumped his cock agonisingly slowly, but he still couldn't move; the wall's grip was too strong. He shuddered with every stroke of the tentacle as it slowly and gently pushed along his cock, only to moan as it inevitably pulled away again.

He looked over at the fox to see him almost whimpering with lust as he watched Rox get serviced; the fox's own cock was still just straining into the open air, twitching and releasing a little spurt of precum every time the fox was rammed into from behind.

Suddenly, the tentacle around his cock sped up, and he moaned in ecstasy as it pumped his shaft faster and faster, little bumps on the inside making it feel even better as he got closer and closer to cumming. He closed his eyes and tensed up as he got close to orgasm and then... no! He let out a desperate grunt as the tentacle completely withdrew just before he reached orgasm, leaving him horny and quivering, his balls tensed up ready to shoot, but nothing to take him over the edge. Even the tentacles in his ass withdrew, leaving him empty and incredibly horny.

He almost wailed as he saw the tentacle instead move over to the fox, and slurp up his cock; the fox's eyes closed as his expression changed to one of pure pleasure, and Rox had no choice but to watch the tentacle service his companion, making obscene sounds as it slurped along the fox's cock, nudging his balls each time it made another thrust.

The fox closed his eyes, and Rox saw his entire body tense as he reached the edge of orgasm... and the tentacle withdrew, making the fox's eyes open with a look of terror, before it went back and plunged the fox's entire length into it. The fox moaned loudly as his whole body shook with the force of orgasm, twitching as he unloaded into the warm tentacle.

As Rox watched, the tentacle started swelling up from all the fox cum it was slurping up, and it kept pumping, the fox having lost all control at this point - his expression was almost vacant as his orgasm kept going, unloading his balls into the waiting tentacle. Rox's own cock twitched in envy as he watched the tentacle grow fatter and fatter with cum, until eventually it stopped thrusting, and the fox went limp, exhausted from the huge orgasm.

With a noisy slurp, the tentacle withdrew from the fox, and his now-flaccid cock slipped out of the tentacle and hung below him, still occasionally leaking cum as the fox trembled in the afterglow of his orgasm.

As the tentacle turned back toward Rox, he hoped that it wasn't going to leave him like this - horny and full of cum, and even closer to the edge after seeing the fox have the orgasm of his life. He gasped in relief as the tentacle turned back towards him, still fat with all the fox cum it had just swallowed, and lunge towards his cock.

The opening of the tentacle was leaking cum, and as it slowly pushed onto his cock, Rox moaned as he felt both the inside of the tentacle caressing him with its bumps and ridges, and the fox's warm, sticky load, still inside the fat tentacle mouth.

As it plunged up and down his cock, the tentacle leaked little bursts of fox cum, running down Rox's shaft and onto his balls. Inside, it was sloshing all around his cock, and the feeling of that warm, fresh cum was too much for Rox, as the tentacle plunged down his cock and brought him over the edge.

He tensed up almost painfully as he shot his first wad of cum into the tentacle, his own sticky fluids mixing with the fox cum and making the tentacle bulge even more. He shot a second time, and a third, as his balls unloaded their huge load into the waiting orifice.

The tentacle continued to milk him, as he shot again and again, his mind consumed by orgasm. All he could do was cum, as the tentacle grew fatter and fatter, leaking bursts of cum around Rox's cock as it tried to hold both loads, dribbling cum down his balls and the wall behind him.

Eventually, after what seemed like minutes, Rox's orgasm dwindled, and the tentacle finally withdrew, making him shudder as it slurped along his cock one last time. As it finally let go, his cock flopped down, dripping cum onto the floor, and as the tentacle withdrew he fell asleep from exhaustion...

(to be continued?)