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As the sun was setting over the mountains shadows began to be cast over the side of it, darkening the slopes as well as the creature that was slowing making his way up it. That was what Rook was looking for, the red dragon morph slowly and carefully climbing towards the scar that was near the summit. While climbing as night fell was normally a fool's errand he had no intention of heading back down, at least not until he had what was contained within the mountain. The only reason he was up there was the only reason that any adventurer bothered to climb a mountain inhabited by a huge feral dragon.

Their hoard.

The scar that he was heading towards was created when the dragon that laid within the mountains had fought off one of his ancestors, a feral red dragon. While he only bore resemblance in his kin in name only he had found that buried in his family's things was the notation that one of those that had created the gash in the stone had realized he had breached into the tunnels that the gold dragon made his home. If that had been true then Rook thought it possible to go in and at least see if he could steal away some of the treasure that no doubt lay within. Plus if it really was a gold dragon then he might be able to talk his way out of trouble considering that most typically aligned themselves with good unlike their chromatically-scaled cousins.

Though Rook was far enough removed from his draconic lineage that he didn't follow such things the anthro red dragon sometimes had such a thing thrown back in his face. As he recollected the times that someone thought him evil or arrogant while in a market place made him roll his eyes. Fortunately as he secured a rope to a stone outcropping after making it to the scar he knew of plenty that didn't mind his muscular body adorned with red scales, with some even preferring it as he brushed his hand against his black horns on his head. If he could leave with the loot then no doubt there would be many that would see the gold rather than red as he sucked in his thick stomach and slid into the crevice that he had found.

While it was a tight squeeze the tear in the rocks above did actually lead into a tunnel below. The rock that separated him from the outside was only a few feet and as he grabbed onto some of it with his clawed hands he found it gave fairly easily. Even if he came back with a sack full of treasure he could widen the opening to allow himself to get outside. The only thing was that the opening didn't make for a hasty getaway, but if he was being chased by an angry gold dragon then squeezing through an opening was the least of his concerns.

Once had gotten into the tunnel Rook carefully made his way forward. Though he wasn't sure which way he was supposed to be going in the passageway he had all night to find out. Considering it was a gold dragon though he just had to go wherever it was warmer. With the cold from the outside pouring in through the gash it didn't take long to find where heat was coming from as he could practically feel it flowing out from one of the passages that he had decided to investigate.

As he turned a few more corners, Rook trying to keep track of the path for later, he suddenly came out of a cave and into a huge cavern. He could clearly see where the heat was coming from as there were exposed lava vents that ran along the sides of the cave he was in. At this point he was thankful that he came from a line of red dragons as his scales and body were resistant to the heat that was no doubt pumping out of the huge cones while he started to push forward. The glowing rock also provided enough light for him to easily move about and as he got towards the central chamber Rook couldn't help but gasp.

Treasure… mountains of gold piled up on a large plateau that rose up from the plains he was crossing. Though he saw a few coins that had scattered into the lower basin area Rook guessed that the dragon kept it up there in case lava started to pump out of those tubes again. Having it all gathered in one spot only magnified the majesty of such a stash; this dragon's hoard could probably buy a small kingdom, and it was all just sitting here for the creature to enjoy. With such vast amounts of wealth there was no way that the gold dragon should know that it was gone, especially since the two sacks he had brought would probably only be a thousandth of what was sitting there.

After taking a quick look to make sure the dragon wasn't around, which given how huge the creature was he didn't feel the need to worry, he made his way onto the plateau where the hoard was stashed. Despite how massive it was the creature had kept everything relatively organized; in one area was all the coins and gems that it had collected, another was art and sculpture that was no doubt worth a fortune, and then as he went to another smaller pile he found jewelry and other adornments. While his first thought had been to take the coins and gems he knew that some of this stuff would be worth three times what he could take in his sacks and be far easier to haul down the side of a mountain. As he picked up a pair of bracers he realized he could wear some of this stuff in order to bring it down too.

While there was plenty of fancy baubles to choose from Rook found a pair of golden cuffs that had caught his eye. When he picked up one of them he found it was rather heavy, which just caused his grin to widen as he placed it over his forearm. At first it felt like it would be too loose to wear while climbing down the mountain but as he searched around for the other one he found that it did stay on his limb. Plus even if it did fall off losing one piece of treasure wouldn't end him, not with the stuff he planned to take as he found the second resting on top of a treasure chest.

When he got them both on he waved his arms around and found that they fit snug enough, and just as he was about to go towards the artwork he spied a pair of cuffs that looked to go around his shins. While he didn't want to weigh himself down too much he found himself drawn to them and eventually walked over towards them. It would just be a bit more weight, his mind reasoned, and before he knew it he had put both of them over his legs before pulling his pants back down over them. Once he had those secured he moved back towards the art, knowing that he needed to pick up the pace in case the dragon came back.

As he gave a cursory glance over anything that might be portable but valuable he could feel the gold on his arms and legs warming up. At first he thought it might have been his body heat before he remembered that gold didn't retain heat, which prompted him to look down at the bracers. They were starting to glow with an unnatural light and when he tried to pull them back off he found they had sealed shut. Magic… he had been so enraptured by the treasure he was surrounded by he hadn't bothered to check to see if anything around here was magical in nature!

“I wouldn't bother doing that."

Rook stopped the attempt he was making to pull off the magical artifacts as a huge booming voice echoed through the cavern. The dragon… whether he was in the cave system somewhere or somehow communicating to him through magic it wasn't a good sign. As he attempted to run though his limbs suddenly felt heavy, the bracers dragging him to the ground so quickly he almost fell face first into a pile of coins. As he fell onto his chest he could feel the magic suffusing through his body, causing Rook to pant as he realized that he was in very, very big trouble.

When the sensation of heaviness passed Rook got back up, and as he tried to make his way through the piles of treasure he could feel the ground starting to rumble under his feet. Either the volcano was erupting or the gold dragon was back, and he wasn't sure which one would be the worse fate. Thankfully the cuffs only dragged him down once more and as he reached the edge of the plateau he rushed towards the area where the cave was. If he could just break free from the reach of the dragon, Rook thought to himself, then perhaps he could get to a guild and find someone to break the enchantments on his cuffs.

The second he got to the edge of the plateau though it felt like he had hit a wall, falling backwards before landing on his back as the he could see the glow of the bracers on his legs while also seeing it on his hands. As he groaned loudly while sprawled out on the plateau he suddenly became aware of a pair of molten gold orbs staring down at him. Rook blinked a few times in the hopes that it was some sort of illusion, but as the creature slowly lowered his huge gold-scaled head down he knew that it was him. When he tried to get back up onto his hands and feet he felt his spine pop and when he fell forwards again he felt the flesh of his body ripple and stretch slightly.

“That… was pathetic," the gold dragon said as Rook was flipped over onto his back again, once more seeing the creature in his vision. With the initial terror from their encounter ebbing away he couldn't help but think that the much larger dragon was quite regal, having that dignified aura about him while also being rather muscular as well. “What's your name, whelp?"

Though Rook tried not to get angry over that remark he found his lips curling into the slightest sneer before remembering his alternate plan should he got caught. “My name is Rook," Rook said as he slowly got to his feet, though as he did he still felt unsteady on them as he quickly endeared himself. “I was just climbing the mountains and happened to find your cave, which was when I entered in and noticed all this glorious treasure that you have. I do apologize if I've trespassed, I promise I won't do it again."

“So, Rook, you really expect me to believe that you happened to be wandering around my mountain and found a secret way into my caves and got caught wearing my treasure that I specially put out to ensnare thieves?" Rook found himself swallowing hard as the dragon specifically mentioned the tear in the stone that he had crawled through, which they seemed to realize as they let out a chuckle. “Oh, I knew about the breach ages ago, I was just wondering if anyone from that red dragon's clutch would try to utilize it. Seems I was right; so now, my little Rook, it's time for your punishment."

This wasn't going well, Rook thought to himself before he felt a surge of magical energy in the cuffs he wore. He let out a shout of surprise as he suddenly found himself falling to his hands and knees again, only this time the twinge in his back was much stronger. Rook began to pant from the overwhelming sensations as he could feel something happening to the muscles of his hands and legs. As the muscles began to thicken and his frame expanded he looked up in shock at the gold dragon, who just continued to watch with a bemused look on his face.

“What are you doing to me?" Rook asked, groaning as the sensation of energy passed and he nearly slumped against the ground. When he looked down at his hands he was stunned to find that they were bigger, his claws growing beyond what they had before as he found his torso and chest were slightly elongated as well. “Is this… am I…"

“Well, you wanted treasure so badly I figured that you would at least need a form to match," the gold dragon explained with a chuckle. “Given you were already from a lineage of red dragons to start then we don't have far to go until I've molded you into what I want. It's been a while since I've had someone try to steal from me so I'm feeling extra charitable in letting you feel the honor of being my mate."

“Your… your mate?" Rook asked, which as he stood up again he found it harder than before as he found his ire growing. “You can't do that!"

“I can do whatever I want in my domain!" the gold dragon roared, causing a few pieces of gold to tumble down before lowering his head back down at Rook. “You were the one that chose to trespass, and as such you will reap the consequences of attempting to steal from me by becoming one of the treasures that you so desperately wanted for yourself. Now show me you understand."

The arrogance of this creature was intense and as he raised a gold paw up to Rook it didn't take much prompting for the red dragon to realize what he wanted. There was no way, he thought to himself as he curled up his fists and felt his enlarged claws, he wasn't going to become some sort of plaything to this creature. Yet even as he tried to stand his ground there was an allure to this that he couldn't quite shake off. It was no doubt due to the cuffs and collar that he wore, but even though he had rather try to make another run for it he found himself stepping forward instead.

The gold dragon smirked as Rook found himself face to paw, the digits wiggling about to both entice and mock him. All the red dragon could think about was how these types of dragons were supposed to be good… though he had attempted to steal from him, if he was being honest with himself. He would have been upset, though as he looked around at the dragon's treasures he found that missing a few coins wouldn't have hurt them. None of that mattered at the moment though as he could hear the gold dragon growl deep enough that the reverberations could be felt in his chest to prompt him to hurry up.

With Rook in a bind he took a deep breath and kissed the paw of the dragon in front of him. To his surprise as soon as he did he was pushed backwards by it, feeling the weight of the much larger creature bare down on him. At first he thought that this was it, that he was going to die, but as the dragon's claws scratched into the stone around him the gold dragon merely leaned down and snarled.

“Remember this feeling," the gold dragon said as he continued to pin Rook to the ground. “This is where you belong, and don't you forget it." The next second the paw was taken off of him and Rook was left panting there as the dragon turned around. “Oh, in case your ancestors didn't include this in the information to rob me, my name is Vex."

Rook just groaned as he slowly got to his feet, trying to not shake from what the dragon had just done to him. How humiliating… and as he got up he found it even more so as he had found that his pants had tightened around his groin. Thank goodness he didn't see that, Rook thought to himself as he looked around the cave, he would have never heard the end of it. One thing was for sure though was he wasn't going to be that dragon's mate, no matter how nice he looked as he looked back to the edge of the plateau he had bounced off of.

With Vex taking a few moments to do something else Rook had some time to try and catch the arrogant dragon off guard. He took a coin and tossed it over the side of the plateau only for it to bounce against it and slide to his feet. After a little bit of rummaging around though he managed to find a rock and tossed that in the same place only to see it fly past the shield and land a few feet away. So the magic was only warded to keep his treasure in, which was why he couldn't get past it himself.

It meant that his original plan to steal what he could wouldn't have worked either, but as he started to climb up a pile of gold and suddenly felt his paws swell he was in basic survival mode at the moment. He had no idea when Vex would be back or what he would want next, especially calling him his mate like that. Who did this dragon think he was thinking he could claim him like that… as he attempted to climb up the gold to get a little higher he found himself growling in a much deeper tone while his stomach started to drag against the pile.

As his hands dug into the treasure to pull himself up he could feel his back stretching, his hands growing larger while his thighs and rump bulged out. The changes were already starting to speed up and if he didn't do something soon he would be on all fours. As he got closer to where he thought the shield might be weakest he looked down at the gold and found himself putting his hands through it. This should be his treasure, Rook thought to himself as he watched his fingers bulge again, why does this gold dragon deserve it and not him?

Perhaps later… but first he had to escape. As he looked down at the other side of the plateau he couldn't see any sort of shimmer, or anything to indicate that there were wards there. Even though he wasn't sure about it when he started to climb up the gold pile he was confident he could break through this time. As he got ready to jump he could feel his glutes shifting, and as he sprung upwards the joints of his legs suddenly popped and shifted to a new configuration that lost him a lot of strength at that moment.

That was not good, but it turned out not to matter as Rook hit the shield and fell backwards. He slid down the pile of good and tumbled several times into the arcane barrier before finally coming to a stop at the bottom. At least his scales absorbed some of that, he thought to himself as he slowly got to his feet. When he tried to stand though he fell backwards as his feet couldn't support him like that anymore, especially with his knees bending in the wrong direction.

As he laid there for a few minutes catching his breath he suddenly saw the head of Vex once more appear in his vision, a look of concern on his usually smug face. “Are you alright?" Vex asked. “I could feel the tumble from where I had sojourned to and thought you might be hurt."

“Like you care," Rook said with a groan as he tried to use his arm to brace himself and get back up, only for it to bend unnaturally and cause him to slip.

“Of course I care," Vex said as he walked into his hoard. “I care for all my treasures, and that means you." Though Rook tried to pull away Vex continued to keep his forepaw clasped on him, though it seemed a bit… smaller than before. Though his body was still somewhat humanoid he looked around and noticed stuff that was rather large when he passed by it now something that was considerably shrunken from his new point of view.

“I'm not your treasure," Rook replied, bearing his teeth slightly. “I'm not your mate either."

The gold dragon just scoffed at that, which caused the transforming red to grit his teeth even more. “I already told you that anything that enters into my domain is mine," the gold dragon said as his smile turned to a sneer. “I already showed you your place once, but I think now that you're a little bigger its time that I finally claim you as my mate in a… more proper fashion."

Rook's eyes widened as Vex showed him exactly what he meant in case the red dragon didn't get it, the transforming creature staring upon a rather impressive draconic dick that the gold dragon sported. With his arms still in mid-change it made it hard to move, though one thing that the other dragon told him he could do quite well was lay there on his belly. Though Rook snarled at the comment and told him to go find something else to use that thing on he found a lack of conviction in his voice. Vex seemed to also sense that and just smirked before moving around and getting on top of the squirming dragon.

This was not where he had thought that he would end up, Rook thought to himself as he found the weight of the golden-scaled creature starting to settle on top of him. Even with his bigger body Vex was bigger than him, stronger than him, and from the way he could feel those powerful muscles flexing against his body it was clear the both of them knew it. As he looked back he could sense that even with his added boy mass that this was going to be a tight fit, especially when he could feel the huge tip teasing against his tailhole while he remained pinned. A lustful growl escaped from Vex as he began to slowly lean forward, and much to Rook's embarrassment he let out a needy moan as he could feel it starting to spread him open.

As the tip of the dragon's cock started to push into Rook so did more of the dragon's magic, accelerating his transformation process. He had already lost much of his humanoid stance in the first waves of his changes but as the head began to nudge its way inside of his hole he immediately began to feel his hips and rear bloat with new growth. He let out a gasp as he could feel his muscles twitching and moving, reacting to the maleness of the dragon as though morphing just to let it in. His own body was betraying him, and as the yellow of his eyes began to spread over his sclera the only thing he could think about was how he could let this happen…

How he could let a GOLD dragon take him like this.

Of how he was humiliating red dragons everywhere… even though up to this point he hadn't really cared about such things. As he felt a fresh wave of pleasure course through his body and his legs suddenly pushed upwards as they shifted into their new configuration he realized that he had never thought that way before. Even with the situation he was in his normal cause of action would have been to please the dragon and perhaps find a means to wiggle his way out of his punishment, but instead all he could do was snort and huff as his muzzle crept out another inch or so. His nose ring started to feel small against his snout and as the head of the gold dragon's cock pushed into him his growing talons dug into the stone.

When he looked back he found his neck popping and cracking as it thickened, feeling the muscles growing underneath his scales while his horns pushed further out of his skull. The magic in the cuffs was becoming stronger by the second and Rook could feel it doing more than just changing his body. Though the feeling of that thick cock throbbing inside of him would have made him feel discouraged at his current escape process there was a part of him that was absolutely embarrassed for being in this situation. He should be the one on top of the gold dragon, his corrupted mind mused as he let out a gasp from feeling more of that smooth shaft pushing into him, not the other way around!

It was a feeling that Rook had never had in his entire life, and though it was rather potent as he felt his horns growing out there was another that accompanied it buried deep down. Perhaps it was the cuffs, or the non feral red dragon part of himself being expressed, but as he felt the weight of that handsome dragon pushing down on his body he felt that he deserved to be underneath him. It was a desire that clashed with the sensations of arrogance and dominance that he was feeling… or perhaps it was being magnified by them as he let out a moan.

“That's a good treasure," Vex cooed as Rook continued to feel his body stretch out, his wings flaring out as they grew to a similar size as the ones draped over them as the gold dragon paused for a moment. “Red dragons like you always buck so tantalizingly, and it's been so long since I've had one in my clutches. You have all the bravado and assertiveness when you are unchallenged, but deep down I know that like your ancestors once my cock goes inside them they become moaning, submissive sluts."

Rook let out a snarl at that, his new muzzle snapping as he felt spikes growing over his enlarged head. That only seemed to make the gold dragon chuckle even more and as a forepaw came up underneath his throat that throbbing shaft pulled out only to be pushed back in. The red dragon snorted a breath of fire out of his nostrils as he was plunged into, the other creature taking him so possessively he did feel a bit like a treasure. When he tried to adjust his position he found his stance on all fours felt far more natural then it had did when this started, feeling the last of his bones and joints popping into place for his new paws.

Though the intense pleasure that came from the domination of the dragon on top of him Rook's mind still managed to rise up above the euphoria of his first rutting with his new mate to try and look at himself. Fortunately there were plenty of reflective objects and his body had grown quite huge with his scales stretching and reforming into thicker plates. Finally his eyes caught his reflection and as he saw the dragon underneath the gold dragon his huge muzzle opened in a gasp. He was huge… and while the gold dragon was still bigger he could easily have taken on most other things easily with a swipe of his forepaw or his tail that grew bigger with each thrust.

He really was a red dragon now, Rook realized as he saw Vex shift his own long neck around and lick against his face. “Now you see your true form come out," Vex whispered. “Not just as a dragon, but as my mate. Watch yourself get claimed and realize that you are going to be my treasure forever…"

His treasure… the thought continued to bounce around his brain as he was thrusted into. The gold dragon was pumping hard into him and each time he did he felt another little gout of flame push out of his mouth. He hadn't been able to breathe fire before, Rook thought between pleasure-inducing thrusts, and as he flapped his wings he felt a magic swelling up underneath them that would aid in his flight. He wasn't just turning into a true dragon physically, it was as if each time Vex's cock stretched him open more arcane energy was flooding into his very essence.

All the more reason for him not to be underneath a gold dragon, even though the studly shimmering creature was still bigger than him even in his fully transformed state. As the glow from the bracers began to fade he realized that Vex had fully fucked this new dragon form into him, sealing his position as his new mate. He was being bred to take that thick, throbbing member that was delving deep into his guts, even with this newfound power he wouldn't think about attempting to try and dominate his mate. Perhaps he could try later, but for the moment the only thing that his mind could focus on was the monumental pleasure that came from this mating and the humiliation that came with it for allowing himself to enjoy it so much.

Eventually Vex's humping into him became harder and faster, the scaly beast beneath gripping onto the floor as he felt his own cock trapped underneath his powerful hindquarters ready to blow as well. To Rook's surprise he was the one that came first, letting out a roar and jet of fire that filled the air. His horns were suddenly gripped and he felt his head being angled away from the piles as the gold dragon hissed in his ear to watch the other precious commodities he had in there. To Rook's surprise even in the throes of his powerful draconic orgasm he did find the need to protect the other trinkets, to make sure his mate's hoard remained perfectly intact as he felt the thick muscles of the other dragon suddenly tense.

As Rook was pressed down into the stone he could feel Vex's seed filling him, his eyes rolling back into his head as he was properly marked. No dragon wouldn't know that he had been bred by him now, the gold dragon whispered into his ear, he truly belonged to him now. To drive the point home Vex angled their muzzles while still hilted into the red dragon to lock their muzzles into a deep, possessive kiss. As Rook felt that large tongue push into his new muzzle those eyes practically stared into his soul, with only one thought that Vex seemed to have as they continued their monstrous make out session.

Mine.

Rook had never experienced such a profound feeling as being completely owned, the normally carefree dragon morph moving about and going where he pleased with whomever he pleased. As he continued to feel the dragon behind him plugging his tailhole even after orgasm those thoughts had vanished from his mind, replaced with the need to stay here and serve this powerful and potent dragon that had ensnared him. While he still believed that he should be on top and that this gold should be his the need to escape or leave had been extinguished with the belly full of dragon cum that he had inside of him. The two of them remained laying there for a while surrounded by the glittering gold and gems before Rook let out a growl at feeling the softening maleness pull out of him.

“There we go," Vex said as he stroked a paw down the side of the red dragon laying there. “Much better, don't you think? Of course we must have a few new adornments for those horns of yours and maybe a few others, I want my treasure looking my best."

All Rook could do in response was groan as his paws flexed at the touch. He was having trouble focusing on anything other then the feral red dragon looking at him in the mirror. His treasure… he was Vex's treasure… those words continued to resonate in his skull as he laid there catching his breath. A looming sense of finality hovered over him as the other dragon left him there, his treasure contained in the hoard where it belonged…

***

Rook wasn't sure how much time had passed since he had become the gold dragon's mate, but he was pretty sure that his transformation had finished as he padded his way between Vex's treasure piles. Along with the golden cuffs that adorned his fore and hind legs he also had a set that the other creature had put on the base and near the tips of his horns, along with two rings on the front spikes on his chin and another on his tail. When he asked why as he was having the treasure adorned on him Vex merely stated that he liked his treasure to look pretty, especially with the nose ring that he had replaced the old one with. Though it just caused Rook to snarl he secretly craved the attention that he was getting, especially when he was called the gold dragon's treasure.

As he lumbered about Rook still hadn't quite given up the idea that he could get out of here, maybe finding a way to teach Vex a lesson as he did. He still couldn't fathom the idea of being treated like some piece of gold as he looked for a way to bypass the wards that were around the pleateau that held the piles of wealth. With his mindset becoming increasingly corrupted to that of a more feral red dragon mentality he found it hard to think when he was surrounded by so much gold, coveting the horde that he had been brought into. He still believed more than ever that he needed to find a way to take this for his own, though the thought of it hurting Vex caused a strange sensation to pass through his body that he quickly pushed away.

Just one way out, he just needed to find a little gap in the field and he could… escape. As he looked down at his forepaw he realized that even if he did get back to the town no one would recognize him, especially if there was a lot of time that passed. Vex had told him that dragons saw time differently then most others so there was a chance that those who did know of him had either moved on or even potentially died. It was a thought that he tried not to hold as he gripped his clawed forepaw before moving forward once more.

But in his distracted state he hadn't noticed how close he got to one of the piles of gold and accidently smacked his tail against it, which caused the treasure to cascade down around his paws. His toothy maw practically began to drool at seeing it but he knew that his mate, no, his rival liked to keep things a certain way. He let out a snarl as he tried to keep whatever magic was making him desire to be underneath such an arrogant creature away, though he had grown in such a temperament himself. If the tables were turned he was fairly certain he would find the means to subjugate Vex and make him a part of his hoard even as he tried to scoop the coins back into a pile to make sure he didn't notice.

As he pushed the pile further up however Rook noticed something that caused him pause. At first he thought it was a piece of statuary that had ended up in the wrong pile, but there was no way Vex would ever allow that to happen. He took a forepaw and carefully brushed away the coins that surrounded the creature and as he uncovered more of it he did find that it was a golden statue of a dragon. It was almost as big as he was and as he investigated it further the creature it was depicting had a very peculiar look on his face.

The statue looked to be in the throes of pleasure, his maw open wide in a silent scream of ecstasy from some unseen lover. Considering how big it was this was probably more valuable then anything else in his collection, so why leave it hidden under a pile of coins? He dug around it a little more and noticed that the dragon was highly detailed to the point where if he didn't know any better he swore it could up and move around if it wanted to. When he moved a little further down to take a step back more of the coins fell away to reveal a thick dragon cock that was fully erect.

Though he didn't get the entire thing uncovered there was enough to see a statue of a dragon frozen in the middle of ecstasy. There was something about the way it was posed, the way it moved that was causing Rook to be concerned. Even with it being as lewd as it was Vex probably would have still kept it out there, so they keep it completely covered up like this? As he went up to grab the head of it to try and pull it out however he suddenly heard something that caused him to let it go and stumble backwards into another pile of coins.

It was a loud moan.

Even though Rook had an inkling in the back of his mind the second he had found it he found it hard to believe, but hearing that sound upon touching the statue confirmed that it wasn't a statue at all. Or at least, it didn't use to be a statue as started at the frozen face of the creature. As he looked down at the thick maleness of the frozen dragon he noticed an adornment on the base of it. It was a golden cock ring, and when he saw there were other pieces of jewelry he found himself looking down at his own forepaws.

His treasure… he called him a treasure of his hoard. When he tried to get himself back on his feet he looked next to him and let out a shout of shock as he saw a silver dragon statue head poking out from it. As he scrambled away from that as well he suddenly could feel the presence of Vex, seeing the gold dragon poking his head around from the pile of coins. There was a sly grin on his face as he looked over at the unearthed statues, then back at him as his eyes glimmered.

“Looks like you found my other treasures," Vex said as Rook managed to get back onto all-fours.

“You… turned them all into statues?" Rook asked. “How many are hidden around your hoard?"

“A dragon's hoard captures quite a few thieves," Vex replied with a chuckle as he went over and stroked the head and chest of the dragon statue he had uncovered. “If they so desperately want my hoard then they can be a part of it, which given their state of euphoria I find it to be a much better fate then those that simply crush or incinerate those they find. As for how many are hidden… I don't know, I've admittedly lost track and I don't turn them all into dragons."

Rook could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he started to back away from the dragon, though as he did he found himself blinking a few times as the sound of it lessened. “What… is going on…" Rook growled as he looked down, his eyes widening as he saw that the scales between his piercings looked a little shinier as they took on a golden hue. “Now you're turning me into one, because I found your secret?!"

“Well, no, you've been slowly turning into one ever since our first time mating," Vex admitted, causing Rook's jaw to drop. “I must admit that I'm impressed at how well you'd been soaking in the magic, gaining in power as I continued to expose you to the arcane energy." As Rook tried to take a step back his movements felt slightly stiff, like he had been out in the cold all night as Vex came right up to his face. “You're going to make such a wonderful statue Rook, there's no way I'm going to let a powerful dragon like you ever be covered up to obfuscate your beauty."

Though the fact that the flattery the dragon was giving him had caused Rook to wag his tail in delight. With his chances of escape already being zero he found himself having his body becoming a statue somehow decreasing these chances even more. All the power he had gained so far, the trinkets that had been doted on him, it was all leading up to him becoming some sort of center piece for his hoard. As the magic continued to suffuse through his system and he began to see his claws turning gold just like the tips of his horns Vex led him towards an area in the center of the plateau.

“I can see that look in your eyes," Vex said as he cupped the other dragon's chin in his forepaws, lifting it up to see a big smile on the gold-scaled muzzle looking down at him. “You're going to be my greatest trophy, and you'll help me protect this hoard that belongs to us. That's what you wanted, was it not? To have all this treasure be under your wings of protection?"

Was it? It felt like so long ago since Rook has squeezed his way into that chamber from outside the mountain that he could hardly comprehend it. He had almost forgotten what he looked like in his humanoid dragon form, his memories filled with days of wandering about and admiring all the treasure and nights of being bred by his mate. Was that how he was being exposed to the arcane energy that was petrifying his skin, Rook wondered as he found the gold dragon using his tail to brush off a shiny platform he hadn't seen before. When Vex told him to get on Rook hesitated, only to hear a slight growl come from the bigger dragon and the mention that if he wasn't in a position of prestige that he may still find his fate at the bottom of a treasure pile.

“I have to say that for a red dragon you are pretty easy to coerce," Vex said with a grin as Rook got into place, though it felt like he was dragging limbs made of solid metal as he got onto it. When he was in position the gold dragon smiled and gave him a deep kiss, one that was filled with genuine admiration and adoration before pulling away. “That's been the same all this time, hasn't it though, after the first it didn't take much for you to expose your tailhole to me and practically beg to take your mate's cock."

Once more Rook found himself snorting in defiance, but he knew that it was true. As time had gone on he found more and more comfort underneath the dragon, feeling his strong, powerful body pressed against his own made him feel safe. Vex had promised that he would always take care of him, but as his patches of gold began to appear on other parts of his body he knew that soon it would probably be a good polish then anything else. As he could feel his limbs and neck becoming more sluggish the gold dragon put him into a particular pose, having him in a posture that looked like he was about to pounce on anyone that came in.

“Now that's a powerful pose," Vex mused as he took the tail of the red dragon and curled it around, which Rook found it staying up like that without his need to hold it there before he came back around and adjusted the wings. “Anyone that comes here will know that you are the guardian of this hoard, and plus the position will make it so that I can play with you whenever I want. Try not to shiver in anticipation, my treasure, I want to make sure your pose is perfect."

Even if Rook wanted to he couldn't lift his feet anymore, and when he managed to adjust his head enough he could see that his paws had turned to solid gold and his paws were unable to move an inch. When he gave an experimental tug on it with his still somewhat organic limb they were stuck there, though in reality they were just too heavy for him to lift even with his powerful draconic muscles. The golden coloration also spread quickly over his tail and wings as they froze into place, which if his insides weren't mostly petrified would have been hard to keep up. There was no breath in his lungs anymore, and when he tried to listen for his heartbeat there was none anymore.

“I… what's… going to… happen…" Rook managed to get out, though his throat was starting to freeze up as Vex rubbed up against his increasingly shiny flanks. “Will I… be… like them?"

“Oh, no, my precious mate," Vex replied with a slight smirk in his face as he rubbed against the groin of the dragon, which had unknowingly been petrified in a completely erect state. “You will be far more lucid then them, and more aware of your surroundings as well. While your body will be frozen here your mind will sense everything that is happening with the hoard, with me, and even the surrounding mountains once you get powerful enough. Your entire body is both my toy and my conduit… and perhaps if you're a good treasure I'll even repurpose some of the other statues I got lying around so that I won't have to keep coming back to this one."

More power… even turning him into solid gold Vex was continuing to feed him more arcane energy. While some might have saw that as a kindness there was more to it that Rook knew was happening. Just like with the petrification the more power that the red dragon gained the less likely that he could leave, keeping him locked her in the embrace of pleasure of his mind while his body remained a gold statue. He found himself gasping slightly at that even though he no longer needed to breathe as he could feel his backside start to freeze up completely before he was mounted once more.

With gold tendrils starting to snake their way up past Rook's neck and onto his head he couldn't turn it to see what was happening to him, but like before Vex had set up a mirror this time to watch. The gold dragon was making sure that he could always penetrate him back there as he slid in his cock. To the increasingly statuesque dragon his petrified inner walls gave to the length that was being pushed inside him. When he managed to see it mid-plunge and felt the great warmth that came from the shaft he could see it glowing and realized he was making a few final touches to his plaything back there while his tail remained frozen to keep him exposed.

“Ah, the head is always the last to turn," Vex said as he climbed up on the pedestal, stroking his paws down the shiny body of the red dragon that would have caused him to shudder if he wasn't becoming a statue. “One thing that's always tricky to cast right is the mouth, so I usually do it manually as it's happening. Now, I'd tell you to keep still but that's probably not going to be a problem for you."

Rook would have rolled his eyes if they hadn't been already petrified, unable to even blink anymore as he saw the groin of the gold dragon along with his thick shaft and scaly sack hanging down. He could feel Vex grip onto his wings and have them remain completely still while guiding his maleness into the partially opened maw that was still only partially petrified. Even though it couldn't move he could still feel the weight on his body and the sensation of touch on his own gold scales while the hind leg of the actual golden dragon guided his cock inside. There was a few brief moments where he could feel his jaws adjusting slightly as it was guided inside before the shiny tendrils pushed into Rook's field of vision.

This was it, Rook realized as he was told to curl his tongue around it the best he could. As the hind paw squeezed his mouth to make sure that it stayed firmly around the throbbing shaft it pushed in deep, stretching out his throat briefly before the gold hardened completely into place. This was more than just being turned into some ornament for a dragon hoard, he realized as Vex continued to thrust into him even as the last of his red scales disappeared along with his movement, he was really just becoming a toy for his mate. Something that the powerful gold dragon could play with whenever he wanted as he continued to silently deep-throat the male on top of him.

Even after the magic had long run its course and Rook continued to feel Vex humping into his mouth, feeling the fleshy shaft rub against his gold insides. Though he thought that his mate would keep riding his muzzle to completion Vex pulled back and took a few steps to see his newest masterpiece. Though his eyes were fixed in one direction he could see almost see himself as though he were able to look outside his body. Vex seemed to sense his surprise and told him that he would have extra-sensory capabilities, basically able to watch over their hoard whenever he was away so that no one could take it.

An eternal sentinel in exchange for the basking in pleasure given to him by his mate. With his body completely petrified the arrogance and greed that had been inside his mind was starting to fade, replaced with a serenity and calm that Rook had never experienced before. With the arcane energy flowing through him there was plenty to sense and his body being gold meant it never tired. He could be the perfect mate for Vex, the perfect statue, the perfect toy…

…forever.

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Rook was unaware of how much time had passed since he had become a statue; when he couldn't move and there was nothing for him to take care of as far as eating or breathing the lack of worry made time blur together. He was frequently visited by Vex as he went to add more to his hoard or reorganize it, something that the gold dragon was keen on doing. With him standing guard over everything he didn't need to check things nearly as often since Rook had gained even more draconic power while he stood there. As his past life faded away and this golden existence encompassed everything he doubted anyone that knew him would suspect it was him in his golden red dragon statue form.

One thing that Rook found growing was his appreciation for his mate, as he watched Vex walk in he could feel his entire body tingling just from the devotion that he had for him. It didn't take long until he was completely devoted to this creature, looking for any means to show how much he wished to serve. As usual when the gold dragon walked in he brushed a forepaw underneath his chin before moving on to why he had been summoned in the first place. Vex snickered as he saw the three elves frozen in place, their golden bodies glinting in the light as he could see their shocked expressions at meeting with his mate and becoming statues from him.

“What a wonderful catch," Vex said as he took the three and tossed them into a nearby pile of coins, potentially dealing with them later if he could be bothered to remember before going back to Rook. “You know, I was actually thinking of repairing that hole in the mountain when your ancestor made it, but I'm so glad that I didn't, not only did I get a wonderful mate out of the endeavor but also someone that I can rely on to protect our hoard."

“Of course," Rook replied, his voice echoing from the statue despite his muzzle not moving. One of the tricks he learned with his newfound powers was how to create essentially a magic mouth that he had used to scare those elves as well as talk to his mate. “They didn't even get a chance to touch our treasure before they had succumbed to my magic. I thank you so much for giving me this power, my love."

“You're quite welcome," Vex replied, biting his scaly lip as he looked over at the statues he had discarded while also rubbing against Rook's sides and causing him pleasure. “Seeing you work like that, being so enraptured with me that you will so gleefully indulge in those instincts of yours, I think that a little reward is in order. Now what can I do to treat a wonderful dragon statue that continues to protect our treasures…"

Rook let out a purr of delight as he had an idea on how his mate was going to reward him. He could sense the gold dragon moving around his body before moving to his flanks. As soon as he got here his tongue licked out against the still sensitive flesh and caused the statue to feel strong tingles of pleasure. Vex knew exactly where to go in order to rile him up, and with his body completely petrified there was nothing the red dragon statue could do but let his mate tease him. As he groaned again he found it was inside his head as Vex dismissed the magic mouth so that he could fully concentrate on what he was about to do next.

The gold dragon's snout dipped and pushed between Rook's legs, his golden limbs being brushed against as Vex licked against his cock. With him unable to orgasm even just one brush up against his shaft caused his mind to practically melt. Before he would just have to wait for it to ebb, but the longer that he remained like that the harder it was to dispel the sensations. As he glanced over at the other smaller dragon statues that had started to get moved out of the hoard he imagined that's how they got to their euphoric state.

But that type of fate wasn't in the cards for Rook, even when he was being edged by his mate his mind would remain clear and float above the thick haze of lustful desire. That still didn't stop him from nearly losing his thoughts completely when Vex licked back and plunged his tongue into the open metal tailhole. Even though it couldn't stretch the sensation of feeling it pushing against his walls was almost better, especially the way the thick appendage moved about while teasing his most sensitive spots. That only lasted for a bit but if his legs hadn't been transformed into solid gold he might have collapsed from that bit of pleasure.

“You know, perhaps one day I will join you in this fate," Vex said as he began to climb on top of Rook's body. With the way that he had been positioned it not only looked like he was about to pounce on unwary prey but was more comfortable for the muscular dragon that was settling over him. “Push my cock into you before petrifying myself, letting us remain in a carnal embrace for all eternity as two golden dragon statues."

As Rook could feel the tip of his mate's cock he found himself unable to envision a better fate. Eternally locked with his mate on top, feeling the gold dragon inside of him for the rest of time. “I can see that you enjoy the thought," Vex said as he began to push inside of the statue underneath. “But that time will not come for quite a while, there is still so much that needs to be done, but to know that I have my treasures willing to join me in this is a comforting thought."

Yes Vex, Rook thought to himself, he would be more than happy to be his slutty dragon mate for all of time. The only thing that he hoped was that he could still beg to have the bigger, stronger creature pump into him even if they were frozen together. It would be the ultimate show of subservience, but for the moment he was content with just letting the gold dragon pump into him. With his statue body the bigger creature thrusted in hard and deep with Rook not even moving an inch and basking in the pleasure that was given to him by the other creature.

For Vex he had nothing else that he needed to do for the moment and settled into a slow, deep rhythm into his plaything. He relished in the feeling of this red dragon that would be powerful to most others was putty in his paws, enjoying the fact that this creature loved to be his conduit and would do anything for him. Just the submissiveness alone was enough for the gold dragon to cum, but he held himself back so he could really give the statue a ride. He continued to thrust into the statue until his stamina began to give out, eventually allowing Rook to experience an orgasm as well while he did the same.

Once he was finished Vex slowly pulled out of the statue and patted him on the head, then walked over to one of the statues of the elves. He frowned slightly at those that had the audacity to come into his realm and attempt to steal from him. His mate had done a good job with these three as they were so deeply enthralled that they weren't even sure were they were anymore. It would be easy to lock them into the throes of permanent ecstasy and add them to his hoard, but as he looked back at Rook standing there in eternal vigilance he thought of something different.

“I do want to make sure that my treasures are well cared for," Vex said to himself as he dragged all three golden statues into his main sleeping quarters. It was a place that Rook had never been to before, but the gold dragon was hoping to change all that. “Considering that you three have dragon slayer weapons my guess is that you were here to end me, and because of that you'll be perfect for my plaything to reside in outside of that hoard."

Though the elves that were frozen couldn't comprehend what was happening Vex didn't need them too as he put his hands on them. As their bodies began to melt into one another he started to reshape their forms into something far more draconic in nature. It would take all three of them to make a dragon form similar to the one that Rook had become, but Vex ready to expend the energy as he believed the real treasures were the mates that he made along the way.

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