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The night was still young as the dragon crashed his way through the undergrowth of the ancient forest, cutting it away with his magically imbued axe where he could and crawling through it where he couldn’t. While normally the adventurer would have made camp by this point he was not only in dangerous territory but according to the map he had found he was nearly to the end of the journey. He was just grateful that he had decided to go on this treasure hunt alone, not only because of what the prize might be, which he wouldn’t want to split, but also because they would have slowed him down by this point probably. Of course there was the chance that he would just be charging head first into the forest for the entire night but he didn’t want to think about that as he continued to move forward.

Just as the dragon was about to stop for a break however his axe suddenly fell forward after he swung it against a wall of branches, indicating little resistance on the other side. Even though his muscles ached at this point he continued to push forward, hacking away at the thing between him and his potential treasure until finally he had created a hole big enough to see what was on the other side. “Motu, you sly dragon,” the adventurer said with a smug grin on his face as he saw the ruins on the other side of the hole. “You did it again.”

Ever since he had found the map Motu had been pushing his way towards this location, mostly because it said that it housed an artifact that could grant wishes to anyone that held it. While it seemed farfetched it was enough for him to start traveling in that direction and make his way across half the continent doing adventuring work to keep his belly full and his equipment sharp. Those that he trusted enough to tell of his plans scoffed and called him crazy for believing such a thing existed with some saying the only thing at the end of the map would be a bandit mugging or a cliff to go throw himself off of. Part of him wished that they were there with him as he carefully crawled through the hole and made his way to the clearing on the other side.

The small building looked to be some sort of ancient temple or something else of importance, but as he began to walk around the perimeter of the building he found that there didn’t appear to be any sort of entrance. It was something that caused Motu to frown, but he hadn’t just chopped through an entire ancient forest to be stopped by a couple blocks of stone. That thought gave him an idea though as he looked over and saw one of the huge trees that made up the tree line, a grin forming on his muzzle as he grabbed his axe. While it wasn’t supposed to be for chopping wood Motu was ready to improvise as he dug the edge of his weapon into the hardened flesh of the tree.

Even with the magical nature of his axe it took a substantial portion of the night before Motu got through enough of the tree for it to do what he wanted. He also had to make sure that each cut was fairly precise, especially since he didn’t want to have to start the entire process over again as he continued to chop into the crook he had created. He was nearly halfway through the tree by this point and he could see it sway slightly with each hit as he swung hard. Finally he heard a loud crack when he got right in the center and quickly pulled out his axe as he saw the large divot he had made into the woods start to close.

The rest of the trunk snapped violently and the huge trunk fell exactly the way he wanted it too before landing on the top of the building with a loud and heavy thud. Motu also heard the sound of stone cracking and once the tree had settled he went up the side of the sloped building and saw that a giant hole had pieced through to the chamber within. He let out a cry of triumph and used one of the branches to climb inside, sliding down the smooth bark and landing on the floor of the chamber. After lighting a torch Motu looked around and saw there was indeed no entrance, the entire structure had been built to be completely sealed off deliberately.

“Druid magic probably,” Motu muttered to himself as he wandered around the building a bit before he found a set of stairs. They led deep into the ground and eventually he found himself at the bottom with only a small hallway that led to a chamber a few feet away. “Better be something down here or I’m going to be pissed.”

The dragon brushed the dirt off of his black and purple striped fur and red scales before moving forward, carefully looking around for traps or any creatures that lurked below. There didn’t appear to be anything of the sort and when he got to the room he found only a stone cylinder in the middle of it with a number of intricate markings around it. Some sort of magical spell, Motu thought as he looked around at it, likely a ward from what he could see. That would mean an experienced mage down here using a variety of magics to try and disable it before they found the right spell, but since he didn’t have one of those…

There was a loud crash as Motu brought his axe down on the cylinder, the discharge of magic rolling through his fur as he used the enchantments on the weapon to neutralize those in the stone. The plan seemed to work and when he looked at the split stone he saw that there was something nestled within it. It looked like a star sapphire but darker and as he brought the torch down to examine it the jewel appeared to be carved into that of a wolf’s head but with horns. It was extremely intricate and when he picked it up he could see that there was a black metal chain attached to it.

Though the gem glowed in his hand there didn’t appear to be anything else that activated it, which caused the dragon to sigh as he realized he would need a mage after all to identify what it did. That meant trudging through another two weeks of wilderness hoping that he would find the path that he forged on the way in. “The legend said that it was a stone you could wish on, so maybe I can get back the easy way,” Motu mused, clutching the amulet in his hand as he closed his eyes. “I wish that I was back at town.”

“I wish that I was back at town in the brothel.”

The dragon’s eyes snapped open as he heard his wish repeated as though an echo, and when he looked around he no longer found himself in a dirt chamber underneath an old ruin. Instead he was in a bedroom of some sort, which slightly confused him. While he was grateful he was back in town the dragon wasn’t quite sure if he had specified such a place, and he knew from how nice the sheets were that he definitely wasn’t in an inn. He remembered something about a brothel but wasn’t sure where that had came from, though as he waited there the door opened and someone came in dressed in a very skimpy outfit. Motu found himself grinning as he found himself not complaining about the view, though as the creature turned around and revealed himself to be a male fox his eyes widened slightly while the vulpine did the same.

“Who are you?” The fox asked, Motu glancing down only to see that the underwear that the other man wore was open in the front that caused his eyes to immediately shoot up. “I don’t have any appointments right now. Although… I may make an exception for you big boy.”

“Uh, sorry, magic miscast!” Motu said as he got up before the fox could approach, quickly grabbing his axe and making for the door. “Gotta go!” Before the fox could say anything the dragon was out the door and down the hall as fast as he could before anyone else wondered why he was there, though as he passed by one room he couldn’t help but pause at seeing a naked dragoness in front of a mirror. “Man, why couldn’t I get that room…”

Motu quickly shook off the thought and continued out the door, ignoring the surprised looks of the bartender and the woman that sat at the bar and went out the door. As he went outside his jaw dropped slightly as he saw the sun starting to rise as people began to go out from their residences to work for the day. At first the adventurer thought that maybe the teleportation had taken a while, but as he walked down the street he recognized the city he was in and knew that it was hundreds of miles away from the temple. Since there had been a town he stopped at on the edge of the forest he wondered why he hadn’t been transported there, though that didn’t matter as much to him since this proved that the amulet worked… it actually granted wishes!

Even though his body was exhausted from the effort it took to get through those woods Motu couldn’t help but feel giddy at the prospect as he looked down at the sapphire wolf pendant. This changed everything; if he planned it right he could live in the lap of luxury and never have to go out adventuring again if he wanted to, or make himself invincible so that no one could hurt him. While he wasn’t sure what the limit of his wishing could do he was more than keen to find out, sliding the chain of the amulet around his neck and hiding it in his armor as he went to the first inn he could find. It didn’t take him long and after paying for a room he went up and took off his armor, stashing away his axe too as he felt the fatigue of the night starting to wear heavily on him.

But perhaps he wouldn’t have to, Motu thought to himself as he felt the weight of the necklace around his furry neck. “Never going to learn what it does unless I try it,” Motu thought as he sat down on the bed. “I wish that I was filled with energy.”

“I wish that I was filled with an endless horny energy.”

Motu let out a slight groan as he felt the weariness leave his body, standing up once more as he almost immediately felt like he had just spent a week resting. In fact he felt a little better than great, a grin spreading on his muzzle as noticed the tent forming in his leather pants. It had been a few weeks since he pleasured himself and ending up in that brothel hadn’t helped things it seemed. For the moment he decided to ignore it; since he had accidently left his pack in the woods he needed to resupply, fortunately he knew of a way to get everything required as he went out of his room and back into town.

About an hour later Motu found a supply shop that catered to adventurers like him, opening the door to see a bull man behind the counter polishing armor. The bovine looked up at him and gave him a nod before saying that if he needed any help to let him know. As he went to find packs with gear he couldn’t help but look at the man and wonder if he was an adventurer himself; while he was young he was definitely well muscled and looked like he knew his way around a weapon. That was a good sign as it meant they knew what the perils of their profession was like and would have gear that could save their lives as the dragon picked out several of the higher end items.

Once Motu had found everything he went over to the bull and set it down on the rough wooden counter, which prompted the shopkeeper to go through everything. “You certainly have a good eye for gear,” the bull said as he scribbled numbers down on a piece of parchment before looking back up. “That’s going to be four hundred gold.”

“Alright, one second,” Motu said, pretending to reach down for his gold pouch while whispering his wish. “I wish the shopkeeper would just give this gear to me.”

“I wish the shopkeeper would just give this gear to me for a blowjob.”

The bull seemed to stare off into space for a second before he looked the dragon up and down, a grin forming over his face as he leaned against the counter. “Tell you what,” the shopkeeper said. “I’ve actually been standing here with morning wood, if you could take care of this for me so I can actually stock shelves I’ll give you all this gear free of charge.”

Worked like a charm, Motu thought to himself as he nodded and went around the counter to where the bull stood. He could see what the problem was as the man stood there with no pants and a rather impressive cock pressed against the underside of the counter. As Motu hid himself in the space underneath he remembered other times that he had done this, and though he wasn’t into guys it was a great way to adventure on the cheap and keep most of his profits. He always could find someone that would take him up on the offer as he began to lick the underside of the shaft.

Above him the bull snorted and slapped against the counter as the dragon worked his cock; even though the man was completely hard he wanted to make sure he felt like he was getting his gold worth before drawing it into his mouth. When he got to the flared head however he found he might have bit off a little more than he could chew, or in his case suck as he found his jaw aching slightly with the first inch before he had to pull back. “Damn…” Motu cursed as he saw his deal evaporating. “I wish that my maw could stretch so I could fit this guy in and get him off.”

“I wish that my tentacle-filled maw could stretch with rubber so I could fit this guy in and get him off.”

Motu hadn’t even realized he made a wish at that point, but as he felt the bull starting to grunt with the lack of attention he knew that he had to get this done or have to pay. Fortunately for this guy he was just warming up as he grabbed the base of the shaft as the scales of his muzzle began to shift from the inside. A slight hiss could be heard as he felt his tongue get pushed around from the tentacles within, which pushed their way out and began to wrap around the first few inches of the throbbing member. He saw the hooved foot of the bovine stamp on the ground as they wound their way around the sensitive shaft, and as the head was drawn into his maw he felt his lips and muzzle stretch easily around it.

His pleasuring had caused the shop keeper to snort and Motu suddenly found his head pressed against the back of the counter as the bull thrusted his hips forward, pushing the thick shaft down deep inside of him all at once. Though it took the dragon by surprise his maw merely opened wider as the tip of the cock was taken down into his throat. This bull was lucky he could take such deep insertions, he thought to himself as the tentacles that had been pushed inside slithered out in order to wrap around the base of the bull’s shaft while the muscles of his neck contracted around the thick shaft deep inside of him. With there being no protest and the dragon starting to bob his head up and down the other man continued to thrust into him, even reaching down and holding his muzzle to get in even deeper.

Despite being hard when they started Motu found himself underneath the counter for a while, feeling the head of the cock slide up and down his throat as he tried to stimulate the bull to finish. More than once they had to stop when someone came into the shop and the dragon found the thick tool buried up to the hilt as he paused so that the shopkeeper could conduct his business. Eventually however he saw the other man tense up and he didn’t even have a chance to pull out before he was filled, which was better than walking around with cum in his fur as he let the bull completely unload in him. When he was done Motu got up and gathered his recently acquired gear, brushing off an invite for more later and telling the perplexed shopkeeper he wasn’t into men before leaving as a stray tentacle brushed the last of the bull spunk from his lips while he left.

With his gear needs secured Motu went to the adventurer’s hall just to see if there were any jobs available to him, only to find the board completely empty. It wasn’t unusual for that to happen in big cities were those willing to take on such jobs was plentiful which was why he often traveled in search of work. After his recent trek however he wanted to stay in the city and take some time to recuperate even with the wish to make his energy boundless. It certainly had been a great wish as he wasn’t even tired when he went back into the inn that night and wondered if he even had to sleep anymore, though he did find that with it came a bit of libido spike that had come back even after what he did with the shopkeeper.

Fortunately with it starting to get later in the night the tavern was filling up with all manner of adventurers, most of them like him were just looking for some time out of the wilderness. He saw a few women that struck his fancy but his gaze stopped when he saw a pair of cheetahs that were at the bar. Though they looked like identical twins one was a girl and one was a guy, and both were being equally hit on by the other patrons in the bar. Normally the dragon wouldn’t even bother since it would take more than a few gold worth of drinks to get the girl to notice him, but as he rubbed the pendant under his tunic he knew he had more than just good luck on his side as he closed his eyes. “I wish the cheetah girl with the nice breasts would come up to my room for sex.”

“I wish the cheetah guy with the big cock would come up to my room for sex.”

With his wish made Motu quickly got up from the table and made his way back to his room, stripping down naked and waiting for the cheetah to hopefully come up. After a few minutes though nothing seemed to happen and it made him wonder if perhaps he had overstepped when he heard a knock at the door. The dragon grinned as he got up, his cock half-hard already and his lusts raging as he opened the door and saw the feline adventurer standing there. It wasn’t long however before their muzzles met in a deep kiss, Motu keeping his tentacles at bay for now, and used his tail to slam the door shut before the two worked to take the cheetah’s clothes off.

By the time they had gotten to the bed the cheetah was completely naked, though Motu was still preoccupied with his impromptu lover’s mouth even as he fell back on the bed. This one was definitely aggressive, he thought to himself as their furred bodies pressed together, and he found himself enjoying that as they made out for a while longer. The cheetah definitely had the body of an adventurer with a lithe, toned physique and muscular arms that the feline used to push up and straddle his chest. Everything about this creature that was in his bed was beautiful; from the toned waist to the pert butt, and the rather large cock that jutted out from his groin as he leaned back against his own draconic member.

Wait… this was the guy cheetah? For a second Motu found himself confused before he remembered how much he lusted after the handsome feline, which he hoped would be the latest in the string of tailholes and cocks that he enjoyed during his travels.

The confused look was not missed by the other man who grinned and leaned in. “What, suddenly you seem cautious on sharing your bed with me,” the adventurer said. “I saw you looking my way with lust in your eyes and I knew that you wanted my body, and I found your form pleasing as well. Now don’t tell me that you’re having second thoughts.”

“Only on what position I’m going to put you in,” Motu replied as he grabbed the cheetah by the waist and turned both their bodies over so that the dragon was on top. “Now are you going to spread your legs for me or are we going to have to try and see who the dominant one is here?”

“I think I would know better than to try and get on top of a strapping, muscular dragon like yourself,” the cheetah replied as he rubbed his hands up and down the scaly arms of the other man on top of him. “Go ahead, take me like you probably have so many others.”

Even as Motu began to angle his cock into the hole that was presented to him by the rather impressive flexibility of the spotted furry legs beneath him something seemed off about all this. He remembered many times where he had a male in his bed just like this with his member buried hilt deep in their tailhole or their mouth, though as he looked down he realized that he was missing something that would help with his current situation. “No lube…” Motu said as he sighed. “I wish I could just use my cock to spread open your tailhole.”

“I wish I could just use my slimy, prehensile cock to spread open your rubberized tailhole.”

As Motu and the cheetah looked at each other he knew he wasn’t going to let something like a lack of lubrication get in his way, not when he felt his cock start to produce its own thick goo. The cheetah bit his lip slightly as the tip of the dragon’s member guided itself into his hole, which had turned a shiny black that became coated with the slime. With the combination of the smooth insides of the feline and the wiggling, dripping cock Motu was able to slither in several inches all at once. The feline gripped the arms of the dragon that didn’t even have to move as the prehensile member pushed in and out with small, quick thrusts in order to get even deeper inside of him.

With the endless energy that Motu had wished for previously he found that he eventually tired his impromptu lover out, both their groins becoming covered in thick strings of goo as the cheetah eventually shifted to his stomach so the dragon could keep pumping into him. More than once he had orgasmed deep inside the other adventurer and it was getting to the point where the feline stomach had started to become slightly bloated from the amount of dragon cum inside of his belly. “Adventurer… I am about to pass out,” the cheetah said once Motu had once more orgasmed, this time with the feline doing the same. “You have thoroughly worn out my tailhole, I’m glad that I decided to come up here.”

“I’m glad that you came up here as well,” Motu said as he pulled out, feeling his cock wiggling slightly once it was out of the slick, smooth tunnel that had housed it for the night. As the cheetah got up to get dressed to go back to his own room he found those old thoughts from before creeping in, feeling as though that this was not something he would usually do. “I wish I knew what possessed me to claim the body of this cheetah.”

“I wish the demon that possessed me to claim the body of this cheetah.”

The room suddenly darkened slightly and the cheetah turned around in shock, asking Motu if he said something. As the dragon was about to shake his head he suddenly saw the feline hold onto his head and fall to his knees. When he went over to try and see what was going on the cheetah suddenly looked up at him and he gasped when he was greeted with a pair of glowing blue eyes looking up at him. “Finally, been waiting for an opportunity to introduce myself,” the cheetah said as the demeanor of the feline suddenly changed, the adventurer standing up and looking over his still naked body. “Not bad, not bad at all…”

“Demon…” Motu growled, reaching for his axe before he realized that it was across the room and he was naked. “I’m not sure what sort of deal you made with the feline but I will not have your presence befoul me!”

“I’m afraid that my presence has been befouling you for quite some time,” the possessed cheetah said as he went over and rubbed a hand down the purple scales of Motu’s chest, stopping eventually on the pendant that he wore. “I have been the one granting you your wishes after all, for all that one would think that you would be more grateful.”

“Granting my wishes?” Motu said in shock. “It can’t be, I’ve never heard of such a thing before.”

“That’s because I’m an ancient creature,” the demon explained. “Back before the time your kind were even walking around and another race was the superior one in the realm. They’re the ones that locked me in that cursed vault you found, and really me being able to grant your very desire is just my way of paying you back.”

Motu frowned deeply at this as he saw the possessed cheetah continue to grin at him. He had known that something was inside of him but he hadn’t expected this, especially with it coming from the amulet he wore, though as he continued to watch the strange creature he began to see the fangs of the feline start to lengthen. “What’s going on?” Motu asked as he also began to see horns start to sprout from behind the cheetah’s ears. “Are you corrupting his body?”

“It appears that I am,” the demon replied as he looked at the cheetah’s nails to see that they were turning black and slightly curved. “This body is mine after all, unless you would like to wish me a new form I suppose that you’ll see what I look like soon enough. Or you could have me go back into that amulet, but then you won’t get the answers to the questions you probably have right now and I may start corrupting you now that you know what I am.”

As the demon continued to grin at him Motu knew that the entity had put him into a tricky situation on purpose; his immediate thought was to no longer use the amulet to make wishes but hearing that the cheetah was being corrupted meant that if he did nothing he would allow the demon to subsume his body and possibly spirit as well. “Alright, I suppose one more wish…” Motu said as the possessed cheetah crossed his arms. “I wish that the demon had a physical form.”

“I wish that the demon had a physical form for our worship.”

Motu watched as the cheetah suddenly seemed to pass out, the dragon moving forward and catching the other man as he watched the ethereal form of the demon pull away from them and coalesce about a foot away. As he held the other man his eyes widened upon seeing the creature manifest itself completely, his muscular body toned in all the right spots to give him an athletic appearance as soft blue fur covered most of it while black scales adorned his chest and stomach just like his own form. Unlike his body though there were deep blue runes that covered his body in lines as his black-scaled, draconic feet and hands flexed while a similarly scaled tail whipped around behind him. He also had a pair of wings and demonic horns and fangs on his otherwise wolfish face that grinned at him, and as Motu looked down he saw that the demon had a thick prehensile cock similar to his own.

…this demon was the most beautiful creature that Motu had ever seen in his life.

“I can already sense what you want,” the demon said as he smirked, tapping the floor in front of him with his large claws. “Just a taste for now, we have things to do and you have wishes to make. Oh, and I suppose since we’ll be spending a lot of time together I suppose that I should tell you that my name is Kona… though I’m sure you’ll be calling me your master soon enough.”

Though Motu still knew that this was a demon and hearing the cocky creature make the rather bold declaration he still found himself stepping forward, eventually falling to his knees at the feet of the otherworldly being. It wasn’t just how perfectly handsome this creature was but also from the raw power and majesty that he seemed to exude. It seemed like an honor just to touch the bare thighs of this demonic wolf and when he finally did a jolt of pure ecstasy went through his entire body. As his hands began to travel upwards he found that he wasn’t alone either, looking to his left he saw that the cheetah had also found a place at the other leg of the demon and had already started to lick along the fur of it.

Fortunately Motu had something that the other man didn’t, opening his maw and allowing the tentacles within to spill out and wrap around the thickening cock of the demon. Bet this Kona had never felt anything like this before, the dragon thought smugly to himself as he shoved his stretchy maw over the thick shaft. He could feel his own pleasure grow at allowing this godly cock to push deep into him and also from the sensation of his mouth tendrils swirling and coiling around it. When he looked up he could see a coy grin on the demon’s face followed by a hand on his head, but instead of pushing forward like he had thought he was actually pulled off of it.

“As I said, only a taste,” Kona stated as he had the cheetah and dragon move slightly away from him. “First thing we need to do is get out of this inn; last thing we need is some nosy adventurer finding out what we’re doing, and then I can assure you that we can get down to more fun. Motu, why don’t you be a dear and wish us a remote estate that I can own.”

Though Motu wasn’t pleased with being bossed around he knew that the demon was right, and from what he had just experienced he found himself wanting more by the second. “Alright then,” Motu said after both he and the cheetah, who introduced himself as Avari, had gathered up all their things in the room with the cheetah abandoning the rest of his gear to follow. “I wish that we were inside of a remote mountain estate that Kona owned.”

“I wish that we were inside of a remote mountain estate that Kona owned like my soul.”

“As you wish,” Kona replied before the runes on his body began to glow, tracing over his body until there was a flash of light. It was the first time that Motu had seen the magic of the amulet, or rather the demon within, and was surprised at the magical energy he felt course through him. Perhaps the demon wasn’t the source of the magic, the dragon thought as he looked around and found himself in the middle of a very well-furnished room, perhaps he was merely the conduit for it as he saw that Kona and Avari were there with him. “There, away from prying eyes and nosy mages.”

Just as Motu was about to ask something he happened to look down on his chest and see that there was a mark on it, a rune that was similar to the one that was on Kona’s forehead. “You didn’t think that you could just get your wishes granted with no cost, right?” the wolf demon asked as the demon traced over the lines and felt the magical energy within them. “That is my mark, which means that I own you.”

Though the dragon tried to open his mouth to rebuke his master, no, the demon he tried to remind himself, Motu couldn’t find the means to do so. Deep in his heart he knew that Kona was right, that he had essentially given his soul in order to get all of his wishes granted. Whether or not it was a fair trade he had yet to see, but at the moment his more pressing concern was Avari. The cheetah was not under the same restriction that he was, which meant that at any time he could go and tell others that he was bound to a demon.

Just as Motu was about to approach the other adventurer he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders and looked back to see Kona standing there with a smirk on his face. “It was a mistake to let Avari tag along,” Motu said as he looked back at the cheetah admiring the fireplace. “We have to wipe his memories and bring him back to the inn.”

“We certainly could do that,” Kona replied while rubbing his fingers into the furry shoulders of the dragon. “Or… you could use that newfound talent of yours and make him ours. Think about it, he wouldn’t have followed us here if he didn’t want to be a part of this and the way that he was mewling between your legs shows that he desires nothing more than to stay that way.”

“You really think so?” Motu said in slight shock, feeling his arousal build at reminiscing about the wild rutting they had just gone through. “I know he was eager before but this is something else, this is being in league with a demon. Will he really go for it?”

“Does it really matter?” Kona stated with a chuckle. “Go on, wish for him to join you.”

Motu felt his resolve faltering, thinking about the possibilities of having the cheetah by his side. Even though part of him knew that the demon was merely tempting him it was working quite well and he found the idea more appealing the longer that he thought of it. Eventually the thought of just releasing Avari didn’t even enter into the mind of the dragon as he went over and put a hand on the feline’s shoulder. “I think that it’s time we seal the deal,” Motu said, a small smile of his own forming as he saw the cheetah tilt his head slightly in confusion. “I wish that Avari would join with me in service to Kona.”

“I wish that Avari would join their infested tentacles with me in service to Kona.”

Once more there was a flash of light from behind as Kona granted his wish, and when Motu tried to pull away his hand he found that their flesh had already started to knit together. The dragon had known that the only route to get the cheetah to fall under the demon’s power was this way; as he tried to shift the feline’s body around in order to get behind him more of his arm sank in, which caused the shoulder of the cheetah to bloat with new muscle… and something else. “W-wait, what are you doing?” Avari asked in shock and horror as Motu could see tentacles that he knew the feline had inside him start to push up into his own body, feeling an intense and perverse pleasure that came from the act. “I told you what would happen if you touched me…”

“It’s the best way to share Kona’s blessings with you,” Motu replied, his voice a whisper as he moved up and pressed his muscular chest against the back of the feline. “I wouldn’t have embraced you if I didn’t know what I was getting into, and I know how much you want to serve my master. Now let us join together in service to him.”

The cheetah just let out a low moan in response as his body quivered, Motu’s doing the same as he began to feel something push against the purple scales of his belly. Without having to see it he knew that several tentacles had emerged from the spotted fur of Avari’s back and were pushing into him, infesting him just like they had the cheetah. This adventurer had probably been holding back for so long, Motu thought to himself as his own rubbery tentacles pushed out of his maw and slid over the feline muzzle that had turned to face him. As those eyes looked into his own the dragon could see that they were glassy as the true essence of the cheetah began to slide into his own body.

Motu let out a muffled grunt as the tentacle tongue of the monstrous creature pushed its way into his own maw and down his throat, which was easily stretched out as a rubbery substance began to spread over the invading appendages. While Avari would soon be infesting his body it wouldn’t be without the dragon’s own mutations as he felt the fur and scale of his torso began to shift and melt while more tentacles pushed in underneath it. The demonic corruption had started to present itself in the form of his new skin gaining a similar sheen to what his maw had been as his chest began to fully merge with the cheetah in front of him. By this point Motu’s cock was fully jutted out and throbbing in the air, though it wasn’t long before he felt more tendrils wrap around his shaft and draw it into the tailhole of the infested cheetah while he looked down and saw the ropy tail grow thicker and began to slide between his legs.

The entire time Kona watched as his draconic thrall merged with the creature that he had created, watching Motu as he eagerly began to thrust forward while the cheetah’s cock split and formed into several tentacles that wiggled in the air. More could be seen pushing out of the nipples and abs while the muzzles of the two creatures merged together, their maws throbbing and swelling with the tentacles shared between them while Avari’s arms lost their definition and coiled around the dragon’s rubbery ones. The dragon could feel the thick appendage that had pushed up into his own tailhole start to stretch his body and cause it to shiver in pleasure. The demonic sigils that had appeared on his body were being transferred to the cheetah as the corruptive rubber that leaked from him transferred into the one that was shrinking and flowing into him.

For a few seconds Motu lost sight of everything as the cheetah’s head was pulled forward into his own, the dragon letting out a muffled roar of pleasure as their skulls merged and tentacles pushed into his ears. His own demon-tainted brain merged with the infested cheetah’s that he had created, bringing into being untold lust and desire that had already been hinted at before by Kona. There would be no going back to town after this; his body was irrevocably mutated by taking this tentacled monstrosity into him as something began to push out of his shoulder blades and down his spine. With the black and purple rubber almost completely engulfing what remained of Avari he found he could see again just as tentacles of his own sprouted from his back and began to push into the air.

It wasn’t long before Motu no longer needed to thrust his hips as the cock tentacles of the cheetah had formed around his own, which as it turned to rubber it split and joined them until he had a nest in his groin that slithered and coiled around one another to bring him untold euphoria. His muscles swelled and expanded with new mass as the last of Avari’s head joined with his and a second pair of eyes opened up underneath his own. He could feel his tail filling with more of the tendrils while the one inside of his tailhole merged with him, making his inner walls even more sensitive as many more formed and began to slither out of him. As the last of the cheetah disappeared into the tentacle-infested dragon there was one last vestige of the feline that appeared on the dragon’s body in the form of purple spots on the shiny black skin of his body as he flexed his new physique.

Motu didn’t have long to admire his new form before the demon summoned him back, the dragon immediately going to his master’s side as the wolf patted him on his head. As Kona ran his hands over the hulking physique of the dragon Motu thought he remembered something about the situation that should have concerned him, but with the increased demonic corruption and infestation of Avari’s psyche into his own the merged creature found it wasn’t important. “You’ve done very well Motu,” Kona praised as he sat back down on the chair. “Most don’t take to my power as easily as you have, yet you seem to be a natural at it.”

“Thank you master,” Motu replied, his fingers trailing along the pattern of runes that had grown over his body with the perverse wish that he had made. “Is there anything else that I can do for you? Perhaps I can show you some of the pleasure that you have given me?”

“As fun as that would be you are not quite done yet,” Kona replied with a smirk on his face. “You see, when you transported us to this place you had given us quite the estate, but it also comes with a tiny community that sits at the base of it. Since this place is otherwise rather remote it would behoove us to go down there and introduce ourselves, don’t you think?”

“Of course,” Motu said, his voice slightly distorted as one of the many tentacles inside of him pushed its way up his throat and briefly affected his vocal cords. “How should I handle them?”

“Me?” Kona asked in feigned surprise. “I am merely the instrument of the one that I’m bound too, even though you have bound your soul to me you are still the one that gets to make the wishes. With that in mind Motu, what do you wish to do to the people of the town?”

“I wish…” Motu said before hesitating slightly. Deep inside some piece of him told him not to wish for anything, that he had already not only corrupted himself but also of someone he had just met… but there was a new voice inside of him that said there was nothing wrong with that. As he found himself flexing his powerful muscles and watched the tentacles within bulging he knew that he was the one that was supposed to be making wishes, using Kona’s power to best serve him as the tendrils that played along his lips retracted to allow him to speak once more. “I wish… to go down to the village and show the villagers the glory of my master.”

“I wish to go down to infest the village and show the villagers the corruptive demonic glory of my master…”

Meanwhile down in the small hamlet several of the villagers looked up at the rather large building and saw that smoke once more poured from the chimney. It was a strange sight to behold since to them they hadn’t had an occupant in there for many years… though it should have been even more bizarre to them since up until a few hours ago there hadn’t been a building there in the first place. For the dozen or so people that lived in the small fishing community it was like it had always been there and thanks to the warping of reality they all knew that a mage had built the place as a retreat before shortly dying afterwards and leaving it vacant. There was no reason for any of them to take the place for themselves either as they were mostly men from neighboring villages that came up to the fishing ponds when they weren’t frozen in order to try and bring back whatever they could from the waters to sell.

It wasn’t enough for them to stop their work either, but as the day continued on they saw something else that caused them to finally stop what they were doing. They had just started to clean the day’s catch when someone, or something, started to walk down the singular dirt road that had led up to the estate towards them. The group looked at one another in both confusion and wonder as they saw the draconic individual continue to walk their way, though the closer he got the stranger he looked. Instead of fur or scale the skin of the heavily muscled creature shined unnaturally in the sunlight above and his movement was unusual as his physique bulged at the wrong times when he got closer to the town.

One of the men of the group was a warrior that had been tasked to protect the village from any potential threats, and though normally that was bears or wolves this seemed to fit the bill as he grabbed his sword and walked out to face Motu. Though the orc was well-muscled and he had a set of half-plate he still found himself unsure, especially since the bizarre creature had continued to walk towards him while completely naked and unarmed save for the heavy talons on his unusually large hands. “Hey, I don’t know what mage or abomination created you but it would be best for you to move on,” the orc said as he held his blade at the ready. “Tell whatever master you have up there at that place that we just want to fish and move on.”

“How uncouth,” Motu replied, his deep voice ending with a hiss as the tip of his tentacle tongue flicked out from his lips. “All brawn and no brains, not the greatest ambassador you could have chosen. I wish for you to gain an immediate understanding through my master, you snarling dog.”

“I wish for you to gain an immediate transformation through my master, you hellhound beast.”

The orc’s eyes widened and in the next second he dropped his sword before falling to the ground. Motu’s lips curled up in a fanged grin as he watched Kona’s power go to work, the orc groaning loudly as black fur immediately sprouted on his trembling hands while bright red claws pushed out from his fingers. As the others watched their main protector writhe on the ground while his already muscular body began to thicken and the already pronounced face trembled upon stretching out into a longer, more lupine muzzle with his tusks growing bigger. Just as Motu was about to speak again two of the fishermen, an elf and an anthro tiger, turned tail and began to run.

“I don’t think so…” Motu said with a smile as he pointed at the two. “I wish for those two to become rooted to the spot as though they are a tree.”

“I wish for those two to become rooted to the spot as a tree.”

The elf that had been ahead of the two suddenly stopped dead in his tracks as the leather of his boots burst to reveal roots that quickly grew down into the ground. As the man looked down in shock to see more roots pushing out of his ankles he was suddenly pushed forward by the tiger that had been right behind him. Though the elf wasn’t knocked over by the impact the tiger suddenly found that the arms he had wrapped around the other man to keep from falling were now merged to the someone lean form of the elf. The two groaned loudly as their bodies began to warp and transform, feeling intense pleasure as their forms quickly expanded to the point of shredding their clothes as fur and flesh darkened and hardened. Once the cloth between them was gone the cock of the tiger, which had turned a bright green and was wiggling around of its own accord, pushed into the butt of the elf as their changing flesh knitted together. The other fishermen watched in horror as demonic lust overcame them and their thoughts of escaping turned to their corruptive embrace, both their heads tilting back as thick vines pushed their way out of their mouths and ears.

The dragon watched as the last of the two merged together into a singular entity, seeing the tree quickly grow with the only thing that would identify the two as their former selves were the faces in the black bark frozen in pure ecstasy as more vines pushed out from their bodies. He would deal with them more later, but for the moment Motu focused his attention back on those that remained. By this point the snarling beast had ripped off the plate of metal that covered his groin to reveal a throbbing, dripping black cock as the rest of his armor fell away to reveal thick, heavy muscle. As the new hellhound got onto those heavy wolf paws his feet had become the demonic dragon asked if there was anyone else that would like to try and challenge him or escape, only to be met with stunned silence and shaking heads.

“Very good then,” Motu said as he went over to one of the fisherman, a human this time, and pressed a hand against his head. “In that case you shall all receive the blessing of my master, starting with this one. If anyone would like to speed up the process and gain extra favor I do have a few cocks that can be serviced.”

The other fisherman watched as the eyes of the human he had put his huge hand on top of rolled back into his head and his pants tented as demonic power poured into him. Almost immediately the transformation began as purple and green scales formed on the olive skin as tentacles slithered down and pushed their way into his ears. As the tongue of the human began to lengthen and stretch out past his lips several of the others took Motu up on his offer, sliding down between his legs and either presenting their maws or their tailholes to him. He was more than happy to oblige as he focused his attention from the demonic lizardman he was creating to plugging the holes offered to him, watching their throats and stomachs bulge from the insertions as their muscles quickly grew and demonic features formed on their bodies…

About an hour later Motu saw Kona walking down the path towards him, the demonic dragon leaned back in one of the few chairs that could support his bulk as a demonic lizardman and bull massaged his feet with their tentacles. “It seems you are adapting to the life quite well,” the wolf said as his gaze went past him to the edge of the village where corrupted plants had started to spread from the tree that grew even bigger and started to take the shape of a hulking creature. “Soon this entire area will be saturated in demonic energy, I daresay we may attract the same kind of adventurers that you used to be.”

“Like me?” Motu said, the dragon looking at Kona with a blank expression on his face before he remembered his previous life that felt like ages ago. “Well, if they do come then we can just add more to your ranks. These demons all serve you like I do.”

“Like you do, you say,” Kona replied with a mischievous grin on his muzzle. “I’m not sure, you have created some very loyal servants and you have yet to touch my cock in a meaningful way. Perhaps you wish to change that?”

Like a bell going off in his mind Motu immediately nodded to the demon. “I know exactly what to do,” Motu said as he turned around and lifted his tail to his master. “I wish that my body would service my master’s cock in pleasure.”

“I wish that my body would service as my master’s enslaved cock in endless pleasure.”

No sooner had Motu uttered his wish than the dragon felt his tailhole get impaled by the cock of the demon, causing him to gasp slightly from the sudden insertion as he was bent over the barrel he had braced himself on. The pleasure was almost immediate, not only from getting that thick, throbbing member pushed deep inside of him where his tentacles could coil around it but also for serving his master so diligently. His mind quickly became fogged with lust and he could see the other demons he had created start to gather around to watch. While he had seen the demon’s length before it felt all the bigger while it was inside of him and it wasn’t long before he could feel it causing his tight stomach to bulge and roll from the heavy thrusts.

As the pounding continued from the wolf behind him Motu started to feel like his feet were being lifted off the ground, and as he looked behind him he could see that they actually were! As the demon plowed into him it was like Kona was causing his legs to suck inwards as they shrunk down to the point where they would be considered useless. Soon he couldn’t even move them much more than just flailing around and as they pressed against the increasingly heavy and furry sack of his master he watched the rubber of his body stretch and melt over them. Even if the transforming dragon wanted to say something though it felt like Kona was pushing the air out of his lungs from the head of the cock that was starting to push out the rubber between his pectorals.

“Oh yeah…” the demon moaned as he brought his hands up to the muscular sides of the dragon, causing Motu to nearly slide off of the barrel as he found the shiny flesh was incredibly sensitive there. “You’re going to look so good as my cock, I can’t wait to see when you’re done. That was a very good wish slave.”

Slave… cock… the thoughts inside the tentacle dragon’s head were starting to get fuzzy, but he did distinctly remember wishing to be his master’s member for all eternity. He could feel the amulet he wore around his neck start to shift as the cock of the demon continued to push deeper inside of him even though Kona was no longer thrusting into him. If he could look back he would have seen that the fur of the demon and his own rubber rump had completely fused together, along with his legs being completely absorbed into the sack of the one that was stroking him up and down. The expanding sensation of the throbbing shaft inside of him was merely his flesh fusing to the demon as he could feel his horns melt into his head and his arms flow into his own body much like his legs had done.

It wasn’t long before the only thing that supported Motu was his chest against the barrel he had been holding onto, but as he began to feel a pressure against the back of his throat even that was being pulled away from him. He felt his eyes close as a wave of pleasure unlike anything he had ever experienced in his life before came rushing up through his rubbery body, which was little more than a solid tube at this point as more of his draconic features disappeared while others formed. He could feel the ridges being molded onto the shaft he had become while the tattoo that signified ownership to Kona spread out over his purple and black body, eventually reaching his head as the tip of demon’s cock pushed past his lips and stretched out his maw before merging with it.

The rest of his head quickly smoothed out to featureless flesh as Motu felt a rush of demonic cum flow through his body, flooding through the tube that connected the slit his mouth had become to the demon as Kona came with the new appendage for the first time. Thick black cum shot from the former dragon’s mouth as tentacles emerged from the slit, the others within the fat shaft wiggling around as well from the shared orgasm before it finally calmed down. Kona smiled as he could sense his slave’s utter and complete devotion to him while squeezing the foot-long black and purple draconic cock attached to him. That wasn’t the only thing that had changed though and once Motu had calmed down enough to soften Kona took the silver cock ring with a blue sapphire wolf head and slid it down to the base before nestling it against his fur.

“A perfect fit,” Kona said with a laugh as he felt the former demon dragon’s thoughts were still drunk with lust. “Of course it might be a bit hard for you to make those wishes that you want, even if they are all in service to me, but I’m sure that we can figure something out where I can get the general idea. I may be off by a word or two… or potentially three, but that’s never stopped you before, has it?”

Motu had no idea what his master was talking about, the rubber demon slave cock only concerned with how to make sure that the demon he was attached to had the best orgasms. He remembered something about wishes… but he couldn’t imagine what he could possibly want that wasn’t him being the fuck toy of his demonic master for the rest of eternity. Even as he thought that he could feel one of the former fishermen he had transformed coming up to Motu and stimulating him further, making use of the infernal energy that he and Kona contained in order to get another to orgasm. Perhaps they could use the power of the wishing stone to serve their master better, Motu thought as his body stiffed again, he had everything he needed with the demon and his only desire was to serve him in both pleasure and transforming others, which was a wish that had already been granted to him.