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“I can’t believe you actually talked me into this, Galtz.”

A red-scaled kobold cackled in an abundance of sassy mirth at his human companion’s misgivings. “You were the one who came up with the idea! I just ran with it.”

“You know I wasn’t serious, right?”

“Hm, but I was.” The kobold was tossing a small vial in his hand, adeptly catching it each time despite it being flung around a bit more haphazardly than was safe. “But hey, don’t you want the chance to say ‘I told you so?’ Cuz I’m sure I do.”

Arje groaned a bit. He couldn’t really blame the reptile - he’d accepted what Galtz had offered. It was just his foolishness that he hadn’t actually thought in depth about what that offer was. “How did I get myself into this…”

“Oh, you want a reminder? Because I’d be happy to give you a THOROUGH reminder!” Galtz yapped eagerly.

Arje looked down at him wearily. “You’re gonna rehash it even if I tell you not to, aren’t you?”

“Well, you asked! See, where it started was when you were getting on my ass about my behavior. Specifically, the, ah, what was it again? Oh, right, the ‘horny kobold shenanigans.’”

Those were the words he used, all right. And Arje thought he was fairly justified in his objection - Galtz was engaging in behavior that was somewhat on the risky side not just for Galtz but for Arje himself. The kobold had a penchant for winding up with an upturned tail in the worst places and times - his down time often found him going to brothels, seedy inns, taverns, or even back alleys seeking out dick that he could have fun with. Which in itself wasn’t precisely the problem, but when he did it for characters that were technically their enemies, or were a danger to the two of them, well, that seemed like an issue. Granted, it seemed to work out in their favor more often than not, but still, it wasn’t something Arje thought was smart to continue with. “Yeah, I called you out on that. I’m pretty sure I still have good reason to. Especially after the excuse you gave me.”

“Pah!” Galtz spat in annoyance. “It wasn’t an excuse at all! Just because you don’t want to believe it doesn’t make it true. Kobolds are wired for sexual degeneracy! We love getting fucked, and riskier situations are more exciting and desirable! We NEED that kind of stuff to be well-adjusted otherwise!”

“I’m fairly sure I’ve met kobolds who weren’t sex fiends.”

“And they were far from well-adjusted, I assure you.”

“Yeah, I’m still not totally sure I believe that.”

“Oh, I know you don’t, because I remember the words you said that got us to this point.”

Arje did, too...all too well. “I said ‘If I was a kobold, I wouldn’t be doing that sort of thing. I wouldn’t be addicted to having sex with strangers or enjoy the kind of stuff you get into.’”

“Quite right!” Galtz proclaimed. “And I said, you wanna bet? And it was so much fun hearing that yes come out of your mouth...almost as fun as your expression when you realized what you’d agreed to!”

“Fun for you, maybe…”

“Oh, it’ll be fun for you, too, believe me!” Galtz was giggling like mad, which made Arje nervous. Then again, it wasn’t like there were a lot of uncertainties about how things were going to go down...he’d made a bet that if he was a kobold, he wouldn’t dig the sort of thing that Galtz enjoyed, the random sex with creatures way bigger than he was and even somewhat dangerous. So in order to prove that...he was obviously going to have to be a kobold and do that sort of thing. And the first part of that was doubtless what the vial was for, and doubtless the reason he was standing naked in their inn room preparing to drink it.

If it was anyone else, he wouldn’t have spent five seconds indulging them. But this was different...the reality was that Galtz had saved his skin multiple times over, and as frustrating as the kobold could be on occasion, he wouldn’t be alive if not for him. Arje did a lot of bounty-style work - going out and looking for things, hunting for people, taking out targets, on demand from communities or private clients. Naturally, quite a few of those bounties did not want to come quietly, and he was more than experienced in having to fight for his success. But lately, those fights were getting tougher...he’d been taking on bounties that were more dangerous as well as more lucrative, and the risk factor had grown. One such bounty had seen him on the ground, a greatsword at his neck and his chest being almost crushed as an orc put his weight on him, ready to take his head as a trophy...and then, suddenly, there was Galtz, leaping at the orc’s head and swiping and throwing something in his eyes, distracting him and letting Arje get free. Less than a minute later, the orc was dead, and Arje was endlessly grateful that he was not.

The least he could do was treat his savior to a meal, and that was just what he did. Galtz was a clanless kobold, not unheard of but not the most common thing - when you were smaller, there was a lot more safety in numbers, and lone kobolds tended to be in trouble unless they hitched themselves to others. Galtz seemed to fit the mold for a kobold - a bit scattered, definitely on the silly side, but not a bad guy all around, and with no shortage of ingenuity. He had a knack for finding things and being in the right place at the right time, something which he had no explanation for - it just seemed to be part and parcel of his nature. Arje wasn’t one who typically went for partnerships, but something told him he might want to make an exception here - Galtz could benefit from having a steady place to eat and sleep, and he could benefit from having someone watching his back. He asked, Galtz accepted, and so it went.

And Arje’s intuition was proving almost disturbingly accurate, because it seemed like every two or three jobs these days ended with Galtz saving his bacon. The more dangerous jobs were starting to get more common, as disturbing matters were coming to the fore...sometimes the trouble he got into wasn’t even related to the target of his job, it could be a competing group who didn’t like that he was getting there first or even just a fluke encounter. And sure enough he’d find himself in mortal danger, and just as surely Galtz was there to rescue him, through means that were almost certainly improvised and yet had an uncanny success rate for impromptu actions. Multiple times Arje saw him use things that he was fairly sure the kobold had never bought or otherwise acquired prior to the encounter, and he had no idea where he managed to pull them out of at just the right point in time. For that matter, neither did Galtz - his story was that he had lots of stuff that he just forgot about. It was strange, but Arje wasn’t complaining - about the only issue there was was the horny kobold shenanigans, which really Arje was just worried about getting into trouble that wasn’t related to jobs - he had enough of that to deal with with the jobs as it was.

But Galtz had managed to turn that to his advantage as well, and now that the bet had been laid down, Arje felt like he was inclined to indulge the lizard. It probably wouldn’t hurt, right? Though, the sex probably would...Galtz didn’t seem to mind, but he was likely used to it, Arje wouldn’t be as a kobold. He wouldn’t really be much as a human, either, opportunities were few and far between and most of his experience was forced at the hands of prior bounties - the trio of gnolls that hadn’t appreciated his presence a few years back was the most recent one. But if he could satisfy the terms of the bet, it would all be done with fairly quickly, and he would also be able to finally tell Galtz he’d spent a bit of time learning what a kobold perspective was like - another thing that Galtz had often mentioned to him as a good experience.

“All right, give that stuff here. So, how do I win this bet? Obviously I’m turning into a kobold and you’re gonna make me have sex, but what’s the win condition?”

“Simple enough! I choose you who get nailed by - you don’t get to object or anything. All you have to do is not cum before they do.”

“Should I be questioning why you consider that easy?”

“Ah-ha, nonononononono! I said SIMPLE, not EASY! There’s little simpler than a quick fuck, but if you think holding yourself back will be anything but the greatest challenge you’ve ever had, you’ll be thinking again!”

“Right, of course.” How hard could it be? The gnolls hadn’t been able to force an orgasm out of him, not that they’d really tried. He was fairly sure he could keep himself in check if he really wanted to. “So if I win...well, there’s nothing I’d really want to TAKE from you, but I guess maybe I’d get to lay down a few limits on your, uh, proclivities. Really just the stuff that’s way too dangerous. And, uh, what if I lose?”

Galtz grinned widely. “Then you spend the next month indulging in horny kobold shenanigans with me.”

“Jeez, a whole month?”

“You’ve been getting those big bounties, you’ll be able to handle some time off! Plus, I think you’ll get an appreciation for this side of me!”

“Well, I’m probably going to have to, if I get that full time for that long. All right, give it here. Wait, this stuff isn’t going to stack the deck against me, is it?”

“Not at all! It’s only tinged with magic that reinforces the bet. Lose it, and it’ll make sure that nothing can change you back prematurely. Other than that, just a straight kobold polymorph. Of course, I’m confident enough that that will be enough stacking the deck against you…”

“You’re, uh, sure about that?”

“On my honor as a kobold!”

Arje couldn’t resist the layup. “Since when do kobolds have honor?”

“Since we found that treachery doesn’t pay as well,” Galtz replied, sticking his tongue out at Arje. “You gonna make smartass remarks or drink?”

“Tempting as the former is, I think I’m gonna run short of smartass remarks soon. All right, here goes.” Arje unstoppered the vial and knocked back the contents in a hurry - as he rather expected, the taste of the concoction wasn’t the best, that tended to be a common theme among most magic potions. The folks that dabbled in this kind of stuff either had no taste or just completely didn’t think about that, even healing potions weren’t exactly delectable...that train of thought got rapidly derailed as he felt a crawling throughout his body. He hadn’t expected a transformation to be the most comfortable thing in the world, but this wasn’t what he was ready for…

The change was quite rapid, enough that it was pretty disorienting. He quickly shrank down, shedding inches as fast as he was shedding hair. His skin rapidly scaled over, patches starting in a half-dozen spots around his body and spreading out like wildfire. Those were odd enough feelings, but the more drastic changes were significantly more uncomfortable...such as his fingers shortening and growing claws, his feet and legs changing shape entirely to form a three-toed digitigrade foot that he struggled to stay upright with, the rapid emergence of the tail from his rear end, and the whole head restructuring to give himself the reptilian face and horns that many kobolds had. And between it all there was the odd sensation of his cock and balls being pulled inward to new housing, the shape of the shaft changing to something more pointed, though not diminishing in size at all. None of it was painful, but he wouldn’t have said it felt GOOD, and he really wanted it to be done as soon as possible.

Thankfully, it was...he wasn’t sure how long it took exactly, but from his perspective it felt like it took maybe a minute or two. The spinning in his head finally stopped, and he found himself leaning against Galtz for support. It surprised him how big Galtz seemed, though he knew it shouldn’t, it was just the peculiarity of it that got to him...even from his new perspective, though, the red kobold had a few inches on him. Well, he was a bit taller than some. Arje couldn’t tell what his own dimensions were compared to a ‘normal’ kobold...it would be hard to guess given that he was already struggling to figure out scale from his new vantage point.

“How’re you feeling?” asked Galtz as Arje righted himself.

“Tiny.” It was about the only answer he could give. Looking over himself, he was pretty similar in every way to Galtz, except his scales were teal. Other than that...well, Galtz was a pretty normal kobold, and as far as Arje could tell he was too. There were some variants out there that had different shapes and sizes and builds, but that wasn’t in the cards here, which he supposed was for the best.

“Hah, good answer! Now you’ll know how I feel day in and day out!”

“Most likely, yeah.” Arje took a few experimental steps around to try to get used to his altered legs...and the surreal thing was that he found he already was, his steps came disturbingly naturally. It must have been part of the transformation spell...well, that was probably to his benefit. “Dang...I figured when I changed it would feel weird all the way through, but...it’s scary how close I feel to normal, actually.”

“These polymorph spells have been getting better,” snickered Galtz. “Your head was whirling like a cyclone spell was cast on you, right?”

“Yeah, definitely.”

“Well, that’s the spell reworking your brain to fit your body! That way you can adjust a lot more quickly and easily to the change! There are ones out there that just change your body but not your mind, and they make things a lot trickier...of course, if you’re trying to mess with someone by changing them, you’d probably prefer that one!”

Arje looked over at Galtz suspiciously. “Do I want to ask if you know that from experience?”

“Hey, when you need to get out of a scrape, that can be a good way. They aren’t going to think much about coming after you if they’re trying to get used to being a newt, right?”

“I can honestly say I sure wouldn’t be. Uh, okay, so...well, I’m changed. What comes next?” Not that he didn’t know vaguely what was coming next, but the only detail he knew was that it was going to be sex, not where or when or with who...and only at that very moment did he realize it was entirely possible that Galtz didn’t know either.

That was basically confirmed with the red’s reply. “Well, we go out and we get you nailed! And you get to learn exactly why horny kobold shenanigans are a thing!”

“Joy. Uh...wait. We...don’t have any clothes for me…”

“Who needs clothes?” Galtz laughed with a dismissive wave. “That’s for when you’re doing business! They’d just get in the way here. Besides, no one gives it a second thought if a kobold is wearing nothing, trust me!”

Arje felt his face flush. The idea seemed scandalous to him, even if Galtz had a point, kobolds weren’t one of those creatures where modesty was an issue. Still, it wasn’t something he was used to...but there wasn’t any help for it, it wasn’t like he was going to conjure any up out of nowhere. There were still things that were going to take a whole lot of getting used to...if he was lucky, though, he wouldn’t have to get used to them for long.

———

Talking about it was one thing, doing it was another. And Arje was starting to feel the nervousness of the situation. Wandering around the streets as a small reptile was an extremely different, disorienting, unnerving feeling for someone who wasn’t used to it. And that was before the whole ‘not wearing a stitch of clothing’ thing, which...maybe Galtz was right and there was no one judging him on it, but it still was something he wasn’t used to in the slightest and the slight nip of the air, even on the fairly warm night, was hard for him to ignore. How Galtz managed to look so confident and worry-free over it was beyond him.

That wasn’t the only thing hard to ignore, though. It was impossible to miss even in his nervousness - the looks that some of the people passing by were giving him almost burned into his mind. Hungry eyes greedily looking him over, salacious smirks hinting at unspoken suggestions of lewdness, a couple whistles and growls aimed at him or Galtz or both of them, he couldn’t tell which...he didn’t remember this happening when he was traveling with Galtz as a human, but maybe the fact that they were unencumbered kobolds made people less inhibited. The message was pretty clear and obvious: he was a target for their lusts, and they would have had few qualms about taking a shot.

And the weird thing was...it somehow excited him just a little bit.

Arje could tell even through the nerves, whenever he spotted one of those predatory gazes it sent a hint of a shiver down his spine, and he quickly lost the illusion that that was purely fear. He didn’t know why, he still did feel nervous about it, the feeling of vulnerability wasn’t entirely new to him but in this flavor he didn’t have any of the tools he might normally have to address it. Yet in some way, some part of him felt...almost like it enjoyed the attention, enjoyed the thought that they could snatch him up and rut him and there wasn’t really a thing he could do about it. That was never something he had liked the idea of before, in fact he could remember explicitly moments where he had been utterly terrified at the thought of being taken by force, including some cases where that had actually been realized. And it was making him wonder if he hadn’t made a tactical error...maybe there really was something to Galtz’s claims about kobolds. And maybe this was going to be a greater challenge than he’d anticipated. But surely it wasn’t ALL that, there had to be some conscious control over it, it wasn’t like he was falling all over himself in lust…

Galtz seemed unperturbed by any of this, though Arje had to believe the red kobold was used to it by this point. He was also pretty much in control of things at the moment, Arje was just following him and wondering what he had in mind. Galtz hadn’t given him the impression that he’d planned too far ahead, but surely he had at least an inkling of where he was going to go with that confident stride of his. Honestly the teal kobold wasn’t sure whether too much planning was better or worse for him...Galtz was very much used to spur-of-the-moment, but he had a cunning streak when it was needed. Arje had to try to be ready for anything.

He wasn’t ready for when Galtz yanked him towards a building, and before Arje knew it he was inside a tavern, the Raven Brew. Arje suddenly felt his heart rate spike; this was one of those rough taverns, a house of drunken debauchery where rules were laxer than others. He wasn’t exactly a teetotaler, but he tended to avoid the notorious places in favor of tamer locales whenever possible, and usually it was possible. If they were coming in here...Arje had heard from Galtz that someone could straight up fuck a kobold on the tables of a place like this and no one would care. Obviously that was going to be proven to him tonight.

If he’d thought roaming the streets had been intimidating, this place was about ten times more so - he couldn’t even count all the patrons who were making eyes at them now. Lone kobolds seemed like a prime target in here, and he wondered if there was even going to be a choice for who got under his tail tonight. Maybe it wouldn’t even just be one person...Arje couldn’t believe that Galtz was still completely unruffled by all this. Maybe he even enjoyed the attention...that probably was the case, he wouldn’t have been so eager about his horny kobold shenanigans if he didn’t. And Arje had a feeling that his nervousness had to make him a more attractive target; there were probably more than a few brigands in here who loved to make the antsy kobold sing.

But before any of them could get to him, Galtz pulled him again, and Arje merely followed. Heading towards the back of the room, where there was a particular figure sitting and drinking, a lizardman with forest green scales, plentiful muscles, and a clearly rough look about him. Arje’s eyes widened in shock and terror as Galtz brought him over. “Xeion! Fancy meeting you here!”

Xeion’s head turned, and his eyes narrowed as he spotted Galtz. The two knew each other...as did Arje know Xeion. And not in the best of ways...the lizardman was a bounty hunter like him, and he was NOT happy with Arje. Mainly because Arje was swiping what he considered HIS bounties. There was definitely a level of competition among folks like them, and Arje’s more recent foray into more dangerous jobs was horning in on Xeion’s turf, including a couple of jobs where the two had shown up at the same time and Arje had been chosen over the reptile. While Xeion never made any attempt to harm Arje - consistent with the unspoken rules of decorum among bounty hunters - it was clear that he was very much not a fan of the human. And if he knew that Arje was now one of the kobolds standing in front of him...that sent a fresh wave of apprehension over Arje. As well as an unbidden note of excitement that he quickly attempted to quash.

That little bit of distraction would leave him open in a way he was about to regret, as Xeion spoke up. “Hmph, here to try to mollify me again? You can only do so much, lizard rat.”

“And I do do so, so much,” Galtz replied with a feigned innocence, completely unfazed by the bog-standard kobold slur. “Come, I’m not here to make war, I’m here to make balls nice and empty.”

“I’d rather make my coin pouch more full. I swear, if you’re about to tell me you and that annoying human are taking the Marais job I’m going to throw you across the room. And who’s this? Some fuck buddy of yours?”

“Maybe yours - that’s Arje.”

Both Arje and Xeion did double-takes. The teal kobold cursed his inattentiveness - if Galtz was going to make him take Xeion, he could have managed that, but he would have preferred it to be without the lizardman knowing who it was! But it was too late now, as he looked up nervously at the widening grin on Xeion’s face...it was quite the dangerous look, one he’d rarely seen before. “Well, well...the tiny weak reptile look fits you well, Arje,” he said in a hissing tone that was viscerally threatening and yet somehow enticing. “Got polymorphed, did you? I rather want to hear the story behind it.”

“Oh, it’s not a complex story,” Galtz remarked with a snicker, before Arje could figure out a way to stop him. “Nothing more than a simple bet, in fact! Arje here doesn’t understand kobolds too well, so I’m giving him some direct education. Especially on matters of the loins.”

“Pfft! Seriously, he doesn’t know kobolds are freaking hornballs? Does he spend any time around you?”

“It’s not quite THAT simple, but that’s beside the point. We’ve got a bet going, if I get him to get nailed and start shooting off like a volcano, he gets to be my partner for a good month of fun. But how about we ramp that up a notch?” Galtz leaned in, grinning toothily in a way that unnerved Arje. “I’m gonna pit him against you. If you can’t win that bet for me, then he gets the Marais job. If you think that losing that would be painful, imagine if someone had to find out that you lost it because you couldn’t get a KOBOLD spurting with your cock…”

Arje’s eyes widened. This was too much! He was turning the screws HARD on Xeion, and all of that was going to be taken out on him! He should have said something, but...somehow he was struggling to find the wherewithal to open his mouth. He wasn’t sure why, this was his ass on the line, he was at risk of having the full intense fury of the lizardman on him, going to town on his ass like he owned it...driving in ruthlessly and doing everything in his power to conquer Arje and make him cum, make him lose his bet in front of multiple onlookers who would no doubt be rooting for him to lose…

He really, REALLY shouldn’t have been turned on by that, but he was.

And that was putting him in a bind, as suddenly a powerful hand grabbed Arje by the neck and hauled him onto the table. He was twisted around and dropped down hard, face down, pinned by a powerful limb, his legs dangling over the side as his rear was bent over and exposed. Xeion hissed dangerously and Arje heard the dropping of a garment. “There’s no way I’m losing this job on something like THIS. And I’m gonna make sure you’re out of my way for a bit...or if you’re in it, it’s bent over and servicing me like a good little kobold.”

Arje knew he might regret it, but he took a glance back at what he was about to have to deal with. And what he saw made his heart skip a beat. Xeion was HUNG, he could hardly believe it even as he was seeing it! A blunt tip with spiky nubs ringing the end, followed by a shaft with more rounded bumps pockmarking the flesh all the way to the base, considerably more wicked-looking than either a human or a kobold cock. And it would have looked pretty enormous if Arje had been at his proper size...at his current koboldy state, it looked like a downright monster. And he was supposed to enjoy that? Well, maybe that would help him get through this successfully, at least, if he survived it…

One part of him didn’t seem to mind it, though...he could feel his own cock pushing out of his slit, the arousal getting to the point where he couldn’t rein it in anymore. His face flushed as Xeion caught sight of this and hissed tauntingly. “You just can’t wait to get nailed, can you? Don’t worry, I’ll give you a proper rutting, Galtz knows how good I am at this...don’t you, little red slut?”

“One of the best, in my opinion,” affirmed Galtz chipperly. And Arje had no reason to doubt him, Galtz wasn’t shy about calling out a bad fuck - in fact one of his bounties had been caught on nothing more than Galtz making a ruckus about how bad a lay he was. Still, he wasn’t sure he was convinced, and he felt a good deal of nervousness as he turned back forward and braced himself for the impact. He could feel that slab of flesh drooling against his rear, pushing against him teasingly but not impaling him yet, getting him worked up...and Arje was trying very hard not to be too aroused by that. He wasn’t even sure it would get in, hopefully that wouldn’t hurt.

When Xeion shoved in suddenly, burying a good half or more of that pole into the teal kobold, Arje found that his attempts to prepare himself were completely and utterly useless. There was NO way to be ready for something that long and thick driving into one’s rear end for the very first time - the gnolls had been pretty big, but this was proportionally FAR more immense, and the gnolls didn’t have those spikes and bumps to contend with. But what he was least prepared for was having to desperately clamp down on his muzzle to keep from moaning out like a wanton cockslut, because it felt fucking glorious. And he was only partly successful, because his sultry moan managed to come through somewhat anyway, getting a laugh out of Xeion and several onlookers. “How about that, the kobold’s as slutty as a kobold,” one voice chimed in gruffly.

Arje wasn’t sure he wanted to be reminded of how many were watching, not when it was subtly exciting him like this and definitely not when he was already quivering in bliss. That cock had no right to feel as good as it did! Oh, it was a gargantuan stretch, all right, he could feel it all throughout his lower half, but it was as far from agonizing or painful as possible - in fact it felt like a perfect fit, like his body was made precisely for that reptilian cock to invade. The spikes and bumps were beautiful, touching his passage in ways that he’d never once felt before, and providing the most wonderful stimulation wherever they rubbed. He didn’t even know sex COULD feel this good…and Xeion had only just begun.

Suddenly he had his doubts about winning this bet.

Xeion slowly dragged his cock out of Arje, drawing out the ridiculously enjoyable sensations, and then pulled hard on his tail as he rammed in again, this time hilting in Arje. And now the teal kobold did cry out, his hands pulled away just enough to let his mouth wide open as a blissful call escaped him. He felt a sudden wetness below him as his cock spurted a nice dollop of precum, smearing over the table and his belly scales...probably not the first precum that had graced that surface, he could only imagine how many kobolds had been rut here, and that was turning him on even more.

The lizardman cackled a bit at the quivering kobold he was embedded in. “Damn, you’re antsy even for a kobold. He had no idea what was coming, did he?”

“Not even a clue,” affirmed Galtz, his voice making no secret of how big a grin he was wearing even if Arje couldn’t see it. “He’ll never doubt me on this again, that’s for sure.”

No, he would not. Xeion pulled out slowly and thrust again, this time getting into more of a pattern rather than just holding himself inside, and Arje was seeing stars. His hands clawed at the table as he moaned and mewled lewdly, body twitching and clenching around that thick staff like it was giving him life. It felt way too good, his mind couldn’t properly keep up, each movement sent a flurry of sparks through his spine and gonads and they just kept building up more and more, sending him into heaven faster than any sex ever had. He lost even the wherewithal to try to hold back, his body craving more of that magnificent pleasure that he was getting and wanting to feel even more…

He wasn’t even ready for his climax hitting, crying out loud as he gushed a sticky mess onto the table, joining the ample pre he’d put out already. His stomach was getting plenty of seed painting it, the warm fluid surging out forcefully in his cyclone of ecstasy. Xeion stopped thrusting as Arje came, but he didn’t even let it stop fully, writhing back and forth to work that cock into him and help him gush out all his load. Even after the orgasm tapered off and Arje slumped against the table, he didn’t feel sated at all, he wanted more, needed more, CRAVED more. And as he felt the slight twist of magic in him from the potion sealing him into that shape for its designated time, he knew he was going to be feeling that a lot more...and heck if that didn’t arouse him.

“Well, well...looks like Arje lost his little bet.” Xeion smugly tapped a claw on the teal kobold’s back. “Guess that means he’s going to be enjoying the lizard rat life for a bit, eh?”

“And all its pleasures, for sure.” Galtz was a bit breathless and aroused himself. “But I know that voice...you’re scheming something, aren’t you?”

“Heh, maybe a bit of impromptu scheming...seems like a waste to let an opportunity like this pass up...let me do what I want, and I’ll give you a nice thorough pounding after I’m done with Arje here.”

“Deal!” Arje might have been insulted that Galtz sold him out without a second thought like that, if he could be upset with that thick cock stuffed inside him.

“Heh, knew I could count on that.” Xeion leaned in to Arje. “So let’s up the ante. Not gonna pass up the chance to get you out of my way a little bit longer. So I bet I can get you shooting off again before I do...so let’s call it double or nothing, and I get a shot to make you turn again, at MY say. Of course, if you don’t want that, I can pull out right now and leave you with what you have…”

Arje had initially gone slightly lucid again at the proposal. Double the length of time, and Xeion could turn him again at his choice? He had to mentally smack himself at the temptation, that would mean he was going to have a heck of a time getting any bounty that the lizardman wanted...but when the threat to end it came, the lust took back over. He couldn’t stop there, he couldn’t be finished with just that...no, he NEEDED Xeion to cum in him, it wouldn’t be right if he didn’t! So without really considering it fully, he nodded, agreeing to the match, even as he felt he had a good shot of losing...or maybe that was a hope…

He felt a quick claw rubbing in a pattern against his back, and shivered as he felt a warmth through him at the completion. He didn’t really know what it was, but Xeion was probably doing just like what the potion had done and making it a binding deal. No backing out of it now, but at this point anything that got the lizard fucking him again was fine by him.

“Now then...let’s put on a good show.”

Xeion started to thrust again, and this time at a significantly faster clip. Arje could feel that cock making a nice outline in his gut, pressing his own cock into the table where in rubbed against the wood and the smears of pre and cum he’d already let off. No longer was Arje trying to restrain his expressions of pleasure, crooning and crying and moaning and mewling with a high, slutty voice, back arching and claws gripping the table as he pushed into the lizardman’s thrusts. He could hear laughs and encouragement from the crowd, but he didn’t care about their presence anymore, the only presence that mattered was the thick, long one in his body.

With the faster motion, the sensations changed and became stronger. Those spiky nubs scratched more, sharper feelings that were electric against his walls, most prominent on entry with a milder feel on withdrawal. The rest of the bumpy length was a delightful contrast, almost soothing as they rubbed his passage and made it feel far too good for words. That thickness that imposed on him was a little bit of heaven, stretching him out deliciously and demonstrating the unnatural elasticity of kobolds that he’d only ever observed, never experienced. And the motion brought a much rougher touch to his prostate, which felt more swollen and sensitive the longer he was nailed, pushing him rapidly back to the storm of ecstasy that had already claimed him once.

And all the while, he was clenching down on Xeion, trying to pleasure that cock for all he was worth. Something giving him such glorious pleasure surely deserved at least a fraction of that treatment itself...it was certainly working, he could feel shots of precum start to jet against his innards, making him squeal with pleasure. The feel of that wetness on his insides was even better, sensational and satisfying...that was what he needed more of, he wanted to feel that with the buckets of cum that Xeion was sure to be unloading into him at some point. The slickness spread all through him, making that cock slide faster through his body, though Arje wanted more, he could feel Xeion holding back on him, working him into a lustful frenzy...maybe he wanted Arje to beg for it, and he would have at a moment’s notice...it got him worked up enough that he was about to even if Xeion didn’t demand it.

But he was the one getting close, and before he could get any words out, another orgasmic cry escaped him as he added to the mess on the table, squirting hard and fast, no sign of drop-off from his first orgasm in his own production. Again he squeezed down on Xeion’s dick, though the lizard kept moving this time, working the kobold ruthlessly and prolonging his climax much more effectively than those little squirms had the first time. His tail curled around the lizardman’s arm as he milked every drop out of his balls, head fogging over in radiant euphoria until he finally fell free and stopped shooting. And it STILL wasn’t enough...he needed Xeion’s seed, that was the only thing that would finally get him the satisfaction he sought.

“Eager little kobold slut…” Xeion teased as he rubbed Arje’s neck, making him shiver and purr. “Having the time of your life, aren’t you? I’ll bet you’re still wanting more from me, though…” The lizard chuckled deviously. “Two losses wasn’t enough for you?”

“Nnnh...please...I...I need your...cum…”

“Is that so…” Xeion growled suggestively. “Well, then, give me what I want and I’ll give it to you.”

It wasn’t even a bet this time, it was a straight-up transaction, and Arje couldn’t have cared less - the consequences weren’t even on his mind, just the need for sexual satisfaction. “Yes, yes! Anything! Whatever you want!”

“Oh, really? Well, in that case, be my pet and let me turn you anytime I feel like it, since you’re so eager to let me do what I want…or maybe I’ll just keep you like this all the time, since you seem to be such a GOOD little kobold.”

“Yes! Just...please, pump me full of your lizard jizz until I can’t stand!”

Xeion seemed entirely satisfied with this, and made another one of those claw drawings on Arje’s back to make it so. Arje was nearly quivering in anticipation, not even thinking about what kind of power he had given over to the lizardman...or realizing that Xeion had never specified an end point to this servitude…

Suddenly Xeion flipped Arje onto his side, throwing him for a loop momentarily. The lizardman spread his legs forcefully, using his body to hold one stretched way out and keep his ass nice and packed with that thick cock. At this angle, Arje could see the eight or nine onlookers, mostly non-human, with expressions varying from amusement to denigration to hunger...he could see Galtz leaning against a chair, stroking himself slowly with a look of hazy lust on his face...and he knew they could see even more clearly the bulge in his gut from Xeion’s shaft, the blissed-out expression on his face, the mess of cum on his still-hard cock and body and on the table, displaying his sluttiness beyond a shadow of a doubt…

And holy FUCK did all of that turn him on so bad.

Not as much as Xeion did, though, and he squealed again as the reptile began to buck - and this time he REALLY meant it. There was no more holding back, he jerked back and slammed in with all the strength his muscular body could manage, wet slaps sounding out every time he connected, spraying precum around to splash onto the table and floor. Arje’s heaven ascended another notch - the spikes on Xeion’s shaft now felt truly SHARP, clawing through his innards to sensitize them for the rest of that bumpy thickness and making him see stars. His mouth was hanging open, tongue lolling out, eyes unfocused as he caterwauled in rapture. His tail coiled tight around Xeion’s arm, a feature the lizardman used to tug and hold him in place, ensuring he didn’t push the kobold around and lose some of the force of those thrusts.

“Damn...clinging to me like a living condom, you are…” hissed Xeion with a grunt, his cock starting to throb as Arje squeezed down on it for all he could, trying to trap it inside him. “Gonna fill you up like one, too...then let anyone else who wants have a go at you, too, make sure you get all the dick you could ever want.”

Arje couldn’t respond, too overwhelmed by the total sexual conquest to form any words or coherent thoughts, but subconsciously he processed that and REALLY liked it, causing him to squeeze more firmly and shoot another wad of pre out. His fingers clung to the table, trying to hold himself still against that anal onslaught, though he really wasn’t doing much of anything compared to the power of the reptile ravaging him. His whole world was fixated on getting Xeion to cum inside him and make him feel complete. And he was definitely getting close to success...he could feel that thick lizard shaft throb in him, primed to go off by the two previous rounds of rutting without release. Every little movement he made and tightening he performed was aimed towards getting Xeion to blow, to finally seal the deal and bring him to true bliss…

One final slam, Xeion’s shaft buried deep into Arje, and he let out a conquering cry as he unloaded into the teal kobold. That first blast of seed coating his insides immediately set off another sky-high climax in Arje, too powerful for even his voice - the pleasure seemed magnitudes higher than before as that thick, gooey fluid gushed into him, making him unload his own comparatively pitiful dribble to jet onto the table in a public display of sweet surrender. Every glut added to what was already spat inside him, and his ass was clamped down hard enough to not let more than a trickle seep out, meaning it all went deeper in and added to that distention in his belly. The warmth of that collecting mass was so delightful, so satisfying, he couldn’t remember anything else comparing...though, for the moment, he could barely remember anything else period, the parts of his brain not concerned with sex had gone temporarily dormant.

It felt like an age and a half before Xeion stopped cumming, the promise of a nice thorough filling entirely realized. He pulled out slowly, making the now-complacent Arje purr in bliss. “Damn...now that’s what I call breaking in a bitch. Oughta make a point of trying to devirginize kobolds more often if that’s what it’s like.”

“I’m not a virgin...but I can pretend to be one if you want,” said Galtz shakily, his voice quivering with basal eagerness as he stepped towards Xeion.

“Hah, even if you don’t, I’d hardly pass up your ass either. Good thing I only shot off once, there’ll be plenty for you as well.” Xeion stepped away from the table a bit, waving a hand to the onlookers. “Have at ‘im, boys. He’s not gonna deny any one of you.”

It took mere seconds for three more rather large males to surround the table and take hold of Arje. The weariness that the teal kobold had felt was quickly evaporating with the promise of more cocks and more cum, and before long he was mindlessly working on whoever was in reach, his maw and ass and hands greedily taking them in. It was going to be a long night, but he felt like he could do this forever...

———

Morning brought with it a return to clarity...but certainly not a return to normalcy.

Arje woke up in their room at the inn, with zero memory of how he got back there. Galtz probably had something to do with it, though it was possible one of the men had carried him back too...though he felt like he vaguely remembered walking. It probably didn’t matter much either way, but mulling it over helped him kick the fog a bit. He also was quite sure that he hadn’t been washed up, as he still felt the stickiness of cum on and in him...and he couldn’t say he minded that in the slightest.

“How’re you feeling?” Arje rolled over and saw Galtz laying behind him, grinning from horn to horn.

“Ah...well-fucked, I guess is the only way to describe it.” There was a bit of tiredness still, but not severe, and a mild soreness in his ass that itself felt arousing, like a physical memory of the sex that had given him such a thrill. “I...was NOT ready for that...at all.”

“I did try to warn you, didn’t I?” giggled Galtz. “Though even if you’d believed me, I think you would have hard a hard time truly believing it. Non-kobolds don’t know what the feelings are like, they don’t realize how hard that kinda stuff hits. Heh, this is why horny kobold shenanigans are a thing...we just lose ourselves when it comes to stuff like this.”

“Yeah...I think I can see why now.” Even now, Arje felt a shiver of lust at the thought of what happened, a stirring inside him that made him feel that want a little bit more. “No wonder you were so...ah, like that. I never would have imagined that…”

“Well, you’re not gonna have to imagine, you’re gonna have a lot of time to live it out! By the way, Xeion wanted me to pass along to you...he would be here if he wasn’t going out for the Marais bounty this morning, but when he’s back in about two weeks or so, he’s gonna take full advantage.”

“Ah…” Arje’s face darkened as he remembered, both the sensational fuck and the ‘deals’ he had made. “That...did I...was that a real thing he could do?”

“You bet! Magical contract, he’s famous for those - took only one time getting burned on a bounty to make sure it never happened again. And you’re bound to every bit of it - so, let’s see, I think that means you’re guaranteed to stay a kobold for two months, and even after that Xeion’s the one who decides when you turn back, and I already heard him talking about you like you’d been one for years.”

“Jeez...what’s stopping him from just...you know, keeping me this way?”

Galtz grinned. “Nothing, really! You gave him full permission to with that last round, and it sure sounds like he likes you more as a kobold. But I imagine you might be able to earn some time as a human again…though I think he’ll probably still wanna rut you that way anyway, and you’re not just his pet as a kobold, eh? But, mm, I might think you’ll want to get used to being like this, because something tells me you’ll be spending more time this way than anything else!”

The real unnerving thing was that Arje wasn’t even finding that that unnerving. “This is gonna get in the way of so many bounties. Ugh...be honest with me, though, you were deliberately looking for him, weren’t you?”

“Guilty,” the red kobold confessed. “I figured you and he could stand to do a little bonding, after all! You’ve had such trouble getting along with him, and a good screw can clear the air! Didn’t know if I’d actually find him, but luck was in my favor! I didn’t plan on his, ah, opportunism, but hey, he promised me a great ride, I wasn’t going to turn that down!”

“I’d get on your case if I didn’t know for a fact I’d’ve done the same thing...this is gonna be a mess, though. How are we going to make a living if I’m like this?”

“Oh, come on, it’s not like you can’t do bounties as a kobold! Sure, it’ll take some, ah, different tactics, but it’s not like we’ll be fucking around ALL the time! Besides, since you’re Xeion’s pet now, I imagine we’ll find it more convenient to have a partnership...less competition and less stress when we can work together rather than against each other, right?”

Arje was a bit dubious, but...well, there was some merit to the idea. Maybe he didn’t really have a lot of choice in the matter, being subordinate to Xeion, but if that was what it took to keep doing what he did, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. “I guess...if that’s what he wants, anyway.”

“Don’t worry about it, I’m sure things’ll work out! But for now, I don’t want you thinking about bounties, only bounteous boners. Xeion’s gonna have his fill, but I’m still sticking to MY month deal of horny kobold shenanigans! After that, well, it’ll happen as it happens, but for now, I’m gonna MAKE it happen!”

In spite of himself, Arje found himself grinning; he couldn’t help it, he was reacting naturally approvingly of the idea. “I guess I could hardly say no to that.”

“Exactly! Come on, let’s get washed up!”

“Eh? We’re just gonna get messy again, though…”

“Yeah, but there’s something extra fun about getting clean and then getting back to nice and messy! Don’t worry, you’ll catch onto it quickly enough, you’re gonna learn a lot about being a kobold! Heh, you might not even want to go back at some point!”

For once, Arje could actually see how that could potentially happen...but he wasn’t going to worry about it. Kobolds had more fun, it seemed, and if he got really addicted to it...well, there were worse things in the world than horny kobold shenanigans.