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As day turned to night and the sun that scorched the sands of the desert sank below the horizon those that had been hiding from the heat in special shelters slowly made their way out, tools in hand and ready to begin the day's work once more. Even with the light starting to fade the heat could be seen radiating from the ground beneath their feet as generators could be heard roaring to life after the coverings that protected them from the sun and sand were pulled off. It was the way that the dig site worked through the summer desert months, and though it would eventually grow chilled it was easier for those that sifted through the sand and dug through the hardened rock to do so without triple digit temperatures boiling them in their skin. By the time the first stars appeared in the sky work was back in full force and the sound of pickaxes and shovels could be heard digging furiously for what may lie in the ground below.

It had been the schedule for months on end, but this time as the night dragged on and the moon started to shine overhead something happened that broke through the monotony of their daily routine. It started when several of those assigned to dig out the sands from the site began to feel a shift underneath their feet. They all quickly moved away as they felt the ground shake and they soon found themselves fortunate for doing so as the sand fell away like water in the ocean and pulled in several work lights with it. No one was hurt however and when they managed to pull the lights out of the hole that had been created and illuminate the area once more they saw just how lucky they were as they appeared to be over an expansive great hall where they couldn't even see to the bottom.

That prompted a flurry of activity as workers went from digging and excavating to trying to reveal more of the roof that they found themselves on the top of while trying to avoid more potential cave-ins. Fortunately it appeared that most of the roof was built of solid stone and that one area had either been a weak point or possibly some sort of wooden structure that decayed and collapsed when it was disturbed by the tools of the men above. Either way the next few days involved a lot of moving things around in order to focus on the area of the cave in and to try and unearth more of it. The discovery had also prompted something else to happen as near the end of the week a helicopter came in during dusk and landed on a large flat stone a few meters away from the dig site.

Aside from the pilot the helicopter brought in four others that got out as soon as it was deemed safe, the first being a large dragon man that came out with a backpack strapped to his broad shoulders and carrying a large case in either hand as he quickly made his way out of the vehicle. After that was a much smaller wolf man who quickly followed after the dragon, then a sightly bigger stag dressed in a clean suit that didn't match with the other two. Finally the last to leave was a tiger that had on similar attire to the first two as he put away a book that he had been reading and rushed to join the others that were meeting with the cobra man that had come up to greet them.

“My name is Dr. Archer Langston, head of ancient studies at Berkley," the wolf introduced as he shook the hand of the desert snake before gesturing to the dragon. “This is my partner and bodyguard Simon, and on my other side you see Mr. Elcorn, our chief financial officer who for some reason insisted on coming with us."

“I want to make sure that this find of yours is worth the money that we've already invested in the project," the stag said simply as he adjusted his glasses.

“Right, and last but not least we have Nizzie here," Archer continued on with the introductions as he motioned to the tiger that had just gotten up next to the rest of the group. “He's our archeologist whose been helping me out the last couple months trying to pinpoint these ruins that I hope you uncovered. Would it be possible to see them right away?"

“We are still securing the edges of the building to make sure there are no spots like the one that initially caved-in," the cobra replied as he motioned for them to follow him towards the settlement that had formed around the dig site. “While you got here at the right time we will actually be waiting until dawn to explore the ruins, which you will see why once we get there. We have been told to extend every hospitality to you and yours while you wait and evaluate the find that we have uncovered."

The group nodded and followed the cobra to the housing area that was currently mostly empty, most of the workers out in the dig site trying to uncover as much as they could while also securing a means of getting down to the bowels of the building that they had uncovered. The cobra, who turned out to be the leader of the group that was doing the excavating, quickly showed them around and told them to get some food and rest since they would be going down as soon as the sun started to rise. The four took heed of the advice and soon they were sitting around one of the tables in the makeshift mess hall with trays of leftovers from the breakfast that the workers had eaten before going out. By this point Archer had already started to document things into his handheld computer while Nizzbit pulled out his book and continued to read while eating.

“Why do these blasted places always have to be in the middle of the desert," the stag sighed as he took a cloth from his pocket an rubbed the fur of his head.

“We told you what to wear for this place Elcorn," Simon said as he pointed a fork full of pancakes at the deer, who just scowled in reply. “I still think that it was a bad idea for you to come; the three of us are professionals at this sort of thing and even we have risk when we go down into the ruins. Why don't you just stay up here with the workers and we can tell you what we find?"

“I already told you that I have an obligation to make sure the additional funds that you've been requesting are actually going to something worthwhile," Mr. Elcorn replied with a huff. “Trust me when I say that this is the last place that I want to be, but considering that you've told the backers that you may have found the lost library of Alexandria we have-“

There was a loud shushing noise that came from everyone else at the table that startled the stag enough to nearly drop his drink. “Don't be broadcasting information like that!" Nizzbit hissed between his teeth as the others looked to see if anyone was around them. “Just because we paid these guys to do a job doesn't mean that they aren't looking for artifacts themselves, part of the entire reason we're here is to secure the site to make sure that they don't take off with anything. They're professional ruin excavators and that could just be their job title, or…"

“…or they could be a pack of grave robbers," Archer finished with a sigh. “While we vetted them as best we could some can be rather tricky when it comes to their credentials, which means that if we find anything in this site we either pull it ourselves or we immediately get on the horn and call in for a full team of our own excavators. Until then we keep them in the dark; this desert is littered with ruins and most don't have much in them, which what we want them to think so they don't start trying to ransack the place."

The stag just nodded and looked down at his food while the rest of the group went back to what they were doing, with Nizzbit once more looking around before going back to his book. The library of Alexandria… it was the holy grail of archeological sites and so far no one had even found clues of where it was aside from the initial myth and rumor that it actually existed. It had been something that the wolf had been looking into for years and he had become the proficient expert on the subject, to the point where he knew the stories attached to it by heart as well as the civilizations that they belonged to. The tiger had been a recent addition to the team when they needed to start narrowing down potential areas where the temple could have been located to select a dig site, which was Nizzbit's area of expertise as he took the information given to him and found a few spots that would have been most likely location for such a place.

At first Nizzbit had thought that it would be like all the other digs where they might find a piece of pottery or something, but when the call came out and they were told that there was an entire building underneath the sand, and it was possibly just the antechamber, he was pulled almost immediately to wo with them into the desert to make sure. Now one of the potentially greatest archeological discoveries in the world was only a few feet from where they sat and though he was itching to go down and see what they could find he knew that they had to wait. The last thing anyone needed was someone blundering into a hole and breaking every bone in their body, so once they were finished with their food they went to their respective rooms they had been given and had a restless night of sleep to prepare for the next day.

When the sun rose once more Nizzbit was one of the first up, though the others weren't too far behind as they made their way back to the mess hall for another meal and to prepare themselves for the journey ahead. As they came in they found that the workers were just sitting down for their food as well, though for them it was after a hard day's work as they would likely filter back into their respective quarters once they were finished in order to avoid the sun. The tiger could see the tiredness in their faces and wondered just how hard they had been pushed to finish everything up before their guests would go down and inspect the space below. He didn't speak the language though and when the four sat down most of the excavators were either finishing up or had moved away from them.

That was just fine for the group though as they hashed over the game plan on what they were going to do when they got down into the catacombs. It wasn't long though before their cobra guide had come to collect them and the five walked out of the mess hall and into the preparation tent to gather their tools and supplies. Even without having to load up on the digging equipment that was scattered about each man had their own backpack full, mostly for climbing and also emergency supplies in case they got lost down in the depths. It was clear that both the wolf and the stag were not used to carrying heavy burdens but Nizzbit insisted that they each had one just in case as the cobra grabbed one for himself as well.

Once the four were ready to go the cobra led them out of the tent and out to the dig site, all of them shielding their eyes as they made their way along the designated path. Even though the sun wasn't fully up yet they could feel the heat radiating from it already, especially as they got further out into the sands. Not too far though was the entrance to the ruins and as they stepped from wood plank to rough stone they saw that there had been an elevator set up for them to go down. That would save them a lot of time in trying to use their climbing gear to go down, Nizzbit thought to himself as they got onto the platform and the cobra pressed the lever to make it go down, especially since they had two people new to the concept.

The sound of gears and wheels turning could be heard as the elevator started its decent, the bright sands of the desert disappearing as they sank down into the shaft of light that came from the exposed hole. It was a surprising distance down with Arthur suspecting that it was at least fifty meters before they finally landed on the sandy floor of the ruins with a soft thud. Once the platform was secure the five got off and as the others looked around in the columns that stretched up into the darkness while the cobra went over towards a pile of rubble where the others saw that there was something shiny on top of it. After a few moments of fiddling the snake man turned a highly polished surface down and reflected the light from the beam above and hit another one that had been set up, which bounced the beam onto others until the entire central chamber had been almost completely lit.

“Amazing…" Archer said as he looked around, seeing the huge dragon statues that had been built into the walls and columns. “The mirror trick is impressive too, did you all set that up?"

“It's a trick we learned long ago so that we don't have to waste energy on setting up torches or lights," the cobra explained as he slid back down. “The central mirror is on a track that will move with the beam, so you will have light in this central chamber for the entire day. Anything farther than this though and you'll have to use glowsticks or flashlights, and if you find anything interesting that warrants further exploration we'll haul down a generator and start setting things up for you."

“You are most kind," Archer replied, followed by saying something in the native tongue of the other man before both of them bowed to each other. The others watched as the cobra went over to a small tent that had been set up further into the grand hall and laid down on the cot that had been set up there as the wolf motioned for everyone else to move away. “Alright, so our host is going to be at the main tent in case we need to radio to the surface but he's also still on a night schedule so don't call him unless you need him."

“He's staying down here with us?" Elcorn asked. “I thought that wasn't wise?"

“It would be more suspicious of us if we left him in the dark," Archer explained. “Plus he seems to be the leader of this group so the more we can make a good impression on him the better off things will be for us. We also get the chance to explore the ruins more fully without needing to leave a man behind, just make sure to keep your radios on a different channel than the main one so we can just communicate with one another."

The others nodded and everyone split up, Nizzbit heading towards the back of the chamber while Archer and Simon looked to the front door that was completely buried in sand. Elcorn seemed not to know what to do and the tiger warned him not to venture too far off before he headed towards one of the largest dragon statues that sat in the front like a throne. It was clear that either the ruler of this place was a dragon or that the people of this civilization worshiped them, a fact that had brought a smirk on Simon's face before they had spread out. While it was a fun fact it was also a good sign that this might be the legendary library of Alexander the Great, who was also a dragon and said to be a worshiper of the platinum dragon Bahamut.

In reality that was what interested Nizzbit the most as he went to one of the corridors that was behind the large stone throne, cracking a glowstick and tossing it down as far as he could to make sure the hallway was safe. The book he had been reading told of a legend that deep within the vaults of Alexandria was a set of armor that was said to be made of scales that were given by the dragon god in which it would make any warrior that wore it invincible in battle and wield the power of Bahamut himself. If this really was the lost library it was possible that this rumor was true too and the tiger wanted to find it more than anything else. Given his expertise in ruin exploration he had an idea of where to go as well, he only hoped that the passageways hadn't collapsed after all this time.

After about an hour of wandering around Nizzbit had found that despite several collapsed stairwells he had found a shortcut into the lower chambers of the huge building. It was a large floor collapse that went into a set of caves, which after using his climbing gear to get down he saw that they had been dug out by hand. They were likely put there underneath the library in order to house treasures that would have been of great value, like hopefully a set of armor as he did a quick radio check to inform the others that he may lose signal and was going down deeper into the ruins. While there were no signs that pointed him in any specific direction he decided to pick a path and mark his way out, looking at his watch to make sure he didn't lose track of time as he did.

The air was stale and musty as the tiger progressed through the tunnels and it was likely he was the first to breathe in the air down there in thousands of years. It was a good sign too, it meant that no one had managed to breach the tunnels elsewhere probably and whatever was down here was intact. After several dead-ends though he wondered if this place had gotten sacked too when the library did, which meant that if the armor did exist then it was probably long gone. Eventually though he got to a metal plate that looked like it was once a vault door, which would have probably kept him out except that it had been left open.

Even with it having been started for him it took a herculean effort to push it far enough for him to slide inside, but when he got into the carved stone room he immediately saw that it was worth it. Sitting on the other side of the heavy rusted metal was a small room were several smaller statues were carved no doubt to honor the dragon god, but as he tossed his glow stick into the room he could see the light glint off silvery metal that was worn by another humanoid dragon statue in the middle of it. For a few seconds all Nizzbit could do was stand there in sheer awe of the platinum scale armor that sat there, the gauntlets and leggings sitting on a side table along with a helmet made of the same material. It was real… and not only was it real but it was sitting there right in front of him.

“Every museum on the planet is going to kill to try and get their hands on this," Nizzbit said to himself as a grin spread on his muzzle. “No more digging in the dirt for me." Though the tiger's intention had always been if he had found the armor to have it be in a museum he wasn't going to do it for free, but he did want to make sure that it was preserved. As he went over and examined the clawed gauntlets, weighing the heavy metal in his hands, he knew that while the worth of the platinum metal alone would probably make him rich he didn't want to see it melted down just to be remade into jewelry or precious coins.

As the tiger turned one of the gauntlets over in his hands he wondered who would even be able to wear something like this, not only was it heavy but as he looked down into it he figured that it would probably be twice the size of his own arms. It made him wonder enough that after taking a second to look around he bit his lip before sliding his arm inside of it, just to see if he could even possibly be the warrior that could wield such a stunning battlement. When he got it on he found that it went all the way up past his elbow, causing him to chuckle before he tried to get his fingers into the clawed hands at the bottom. When he did finally get them inside he was able to get them close to the second knuckle and could hold the gauntlet to his arm, but moving around was next to impossible. Despite that he tried his best to get the other one on and with a bit of crouching and some movement of the gauntlet opening he got it on as well.

With both scale-patterned gauntlets on his arms he went over to where the sword was and attempted to pick it up, though with the heavy metal and oversized fit it made manipulating anything hard. After a few minutes though he started to feel like he was getting the hang of it and picked up the platinum sword, which glinted in the light of the glowstick. “Come and face the avatar of the platinum dragon god!" Nizzbit said as he gave the sword a swing, the momentum nearly causing him to fall over as he braced himself against a statue and let go of the bladed weapon. “Or not… the person who wore this must have been like eight feet tall and all muscle."

Nizzbit picked the sword back up as best he could and put it back on the stone table with everything else, then went to remove the gauntlets so that he could pack everything up in the backpack he had set aside. Except… when he attempted to pull them off they wouldn't move, which was extremely strange considering a few minutes ago they were practically falling off of his limbs. Even though they were still very big on him it was like his fingers had gotten jammed into the clawed gloves and he cursed mentally. He must have gotten them stuck in when he lost his balance with the sword, the tiger thought to himself, and though the last thing he wanted to do was walk around with pounds of metal hanging from his shoulders he was going to probably need some help to get it off without damaging the armor itself.

Just as he was about to go out of the vault however he found himself stopping as a strange sensation came over him. Incomplete… he suddenly had the feeling he was incomplete and that he shouldn't leave because of it. It was such a strong and alien thought that had nearly caused him to stumble backwards as he looked at the rest of the armor on the table. When he had gotten his composure once more he attempted to reach his hand out to move the vault door only to find his arms trembling with exertion before he finally gave up and let them flop to the ground.

As Nizzbit attempted to lean up against the wall to try and figure out what was going on he noticed something else that was strange. Previously the gauntlets hadn't allowed for him to bend his elbows since they were so big on him, but as he braced himself against the cool stone he found that they were able to bend and press against the wall. But that was impossible, the tiger said mentally as he looked down at the shiny metal covering his arms, if anything his hands were deeper inside the gauntlets than before so they should be practically up to his shoulders. As he shifted his fingers though it looked like they were completely encased, watching as his new draconic digits wiggled their metal claws in preparation for battle…

Suddenly the vault door shifted and Nizzbit rose his hands up in an attack stance, only to see Simon's head poke in. “Oh, it's you," Nizzbit said with a sigh of relief as the dragon walked inside and looked around in slight awe. “As you can see I found something, but I may have gotten myself into a little trouble here. I can't seem to get them off and they're a little clumsy to try and handle this myself."

“I can see that," Simon said with a chuckle as he saw the shiny gauntlets that were attached to the tiger's arms. “How did you manage to get stuck in those? They look like they're about to fall off of you any second now."

Nizzbit just shrugged and Simon told him to hop up on the stone table, which the tiger did as the bigger dragon moved up to him. By this point the gauntlets felt like they actually fit his arms to the point where they didn't feel bulky on him, especially as he moved his fingers and found much more control over the digits, but it was something he still didn't want on him as he sat back on the cold stone. “You are a lifesaver man," Nizzbit stated as the dragon had him press his knees against his scaled body for leverage, though as the tiger thought about it his head started to tilt in confusion. “But why did you even come down here in the first place? I thought you and Archer were joined at the hip."

“Archer is copying runes down and doesn't need me," Simon replied as he braced himself as well. “Plus… I don't know, I just felt drawn to this place, maybe I sensed you were in trouble." With the dragon in position he reached over and grabbed the wrists of the gauntlets. “Now just try and pull back as much… as possible… I…"

The dragon started to trail off and when Nizzbit asked if he was alright Simon didn't respond and seemed to just stare ahead with a blank look on his face. When he tried to move his arms back he found that Simon's hands were latched onto the gauntlet and wouldn't move an inch. This prompted the tiger to look down and he gasped when he saw that the red scales of the dragon's hands had started to shift in hue, the black claws turning to the same platinum color as the metal it was clutching before spreading up his hands. As a dragon it made sense for Simon to be his first acolyte, but as Nizzbit comprehended the alien thought it made him realize he was thinking of his companion as something other than that and he finally got his arms free from the other man's grasp.

Nizzbit had been so focused on trying to break the hold that Simon had on his gauntlets that he didn't realize other changes were happening to the dragon, though he became aware of one as the dragon leaned in and kissed him on the muzzle. As his eyes opened in shock he stared into solid platinum orbs, the yellow iris and slit pupil completely erased by the metallic sheen as the recently freed hands of the dragon began to rub under his clothes. With the muscular body of the other man pressed against him it was hard for him to try and push away, and a growing part of him didn't want to as that probing tongue explored his muzzle. It felt so good, so natural, and as his lust and desire grew Nizzbit failed to see that the fur around those gauntlets had started to melt as tendrils of platinum snaked their way up his growing biceps.

When the two broke the kiss Simon's tongue still remained past his lips for a second and Nizzbit could see that it had turned into the same silvery metal color as his eyes before the dragon dropped down to his knees. “H-hey there," Nizzbit said as he saw the dragon grab the waistband of his pants and pull them down. “What are you doing Simon?"

“Preparing my lord," Simon replied in an almost monotone voice as Nizzbit tried to reach down to stop him, only to find his arms wouldn't move on his command. “You are incomplete, as your servant it is my task to prepare the vessel of the dragon god for his ascension. I am honored to serve a creature such as you."

The response took Nizzbit by surprise, but even more so was the dragon leaning forward and pressing his muzzle between his legs. The last thing the tiger expected was to have the bodyguard of their lead researcher, which he was almost positive the two were a couple, to start nuzzling and licking his crotch as his maleness started to quickly stir. Even though he knew there was something going on though he couldn't bring himself to stop the pleasure that was radiating from his groin as he let out a soft gasp. It was as if this was something that he didn't know he needed desperately and as he leaned back he felt Simon's tongue finally draw in the head of his stiffening member into his mouth.

The sudden feel of the sensitive flesh being engulfed opened a floodgate of both pleasure and unnatural feelings to break in his mind. It suddenly felt like having a dragon's muzzle wrapped around his cock was the most natural thing in the world, in fact it was stranger that he didn't have more consorts around him to pleasure the other parts of his body, which when he looked down at his feline body it looked strange and alien to him. The only thing that seemed normal for him at that moment were his arms even though compared to the rest of the body the muscle almost looked bloated in comparison even as it reached his growing shoulders. It was hard for Nizzbit to focus on anything though as Simon slurped up and down on him with slow, practiced strokes while reaching over and grabbing something that was out of reach.

As Nizzbit felt one of his arms rise up unprompted he suddenly saw what the dragon had grabbed, which was one of the set of platinum greaves that had been sitting nearby on the table. For a moment the tiger snapped out of his lust-fueled haze and saw that Simon had started to put the piece of armor on him, even though his legs weren't even close to being big enough to hold them up as he saw the size of it. But as his clawed hand pressed against the scales of the dragon, which started to turn them platinum just like the muzzle that was sucking his cock, he found himself more than eager for his servant to put them on. Even as the tiger realized that wasn't how he usually thought about anything he found himself smiling as he felt the cool metal slide up over his foot and shin while starting to bob the head of the dragon up and down more insistently.

The second that the draconic armored foot touched the sole of his feline paw pad Nizzbit suddenly felt his leg shift; at first he thought it was the metal constricting down on his leg but when he looked past the platinum head of the dragon between his legs he found that his limb had become swollen with muzzle in order to fit it. He could feel the skin and bone stretching and reforming as well but all it did was serve to feed him more euphoria as his body became more dragon-like by the second. Tendrils of platinum had started to crawl over the whites of the tiger's eyes as images filled his mind of dragons like Simon serving him, worshipping him as they went out and aided the world however they could. The reign of the platinum dragon god had been a fruitful one for all those around the temple… but in the end the greed and resentment of other tribes had caused the downfall of their society and for the deity to go into hiding.

That god was ready to reassert himself in the world, Nizzbit groaning louder as the second greave was put on his already partially transformed second leg and felt it turn into a thickly muscled platinum-scaled limb like the first. He no longer saw the tiger parts of his body as his anymore, they merely belonged to the vessel that housed his spirit as the dragon god manifested itself in the thought patterns of the tiger that he possessed. Power, desire, respect, all of that was what Nizzbit had wanted and was getting through his transformation as he felt his fur-covered thighs quiver with new growth while the changes pushed up past the armor and augmented the rest of his body. But even as Simon drew off of the thickening cock, the swirls of platinum coloration assimilating the red scales while his already athletic physique grew bigger, the amalgamation of god and explorer knew that they were still incomplete as their eyes went to the breastplate and helmet that remained.

At this point Nizzbit's body was bigger than the dragon, even though most of it was in his arms and legs where shiny scales had started to grow over his groin and down to his swelling pectorals, and with his newfound strength had flipped their positions so that Simon was on the table while he was between his legs. As soon as the tip of his increasingly shiny member pressed against the hole of the dragon he could feel his acolyte open up to him, knowing that this was the god he served as it slid inside. At the same time Simon continued to sing the praises of the one transforming him as he was filled with godly power, causing him to grow big enough that he could easily grab the breast plate and lean forward to attach it to the still furry chest of the transforming feline. The shirt that Nizzbit had been working was already strained and even before the metal touched his chest his body exploded with new growth that shredded the material, which was quickly covered with the armor that caused his stomach to form a set of powerful abs and his chest to become mountainous pectorals to fit.

Nizzbit practically towered over the dragon as his spine stretched to accommodate the new growth as he also felt his ropy tail fill from base to tip with new muscle like it was a balloon until it was a strong platinum dragon tail and a pair of wings sprouted from his new back muscles. As the thick, ridged dick that had formed between the scaled legs of the new dragon began to pump in and out of the other dragon's hole Simon grabbed the helmet and presented it to his god. Just as Nizzbit was about to grab it though he saw his reflection in the metal, his head mostly still feline but with a pair of fangs sticking past his lips and horns already starting to push out behind his slightly drooping ears. For that moment Nizzbit had shaken off the divine thoughts being fed to him and knew that if he grabbed that helmet and put it on that there was no turning back, though it was hard to see him not doing it with his heavily taloned dragon feet pressing against the ground while he continued to plow into the smaller dragon beneath him.

But as he grabbed the helmet with his hands and looked at himself with his increasingly metallic eyes he wondered why he should resist this power in the first place. This was the opportunity to be a god, to have those like Simon willing to serve and worship him in exchange for power that he could give to do so much good in the world. That was one thing that had drawn him to the myths of the platinum dragon god, that he was revered for his benevolence and that those who adored him did so not only because of his power but his wisdom and respect. If that meant leaving his old life as a tiger behind as a sacrifice he found that he was more than willing to take it as he brought the shiny metal up and placed it on his head.

Almost instantly another surge of power surged through Nizzbit's body as the armor was complete, pushing him forward and causing him to orgasm into the tailhole of the dragon as his head began to change. The knowledge and thoughts that had been trickling in became a cyclone in his mind as his feline snout stretched out, growing into a proper draconic muzzle as his horns stretched out to become mighty platinum spires. The transforming creature's eyes squeezed shut in pure bliss as scales covered the last of his head, and he let out a loud roar as he flexed every muscle in his new body. When his eyes opened once more they were a solid platinum just like the dragon beneath him, the creature shedding the last of his old self with the last tufts of fur and ascended to his new form…

…he was Bahamut.

Meanwhile Archer continued to transcribe the runes that he found, writing down in his journal before a shadow crossed over the wall. “Oh Simon, if you're back already could you get the scanning equipment for me," Archer said as he drew the last of the symbols down. “I want to make sure that we have digital copies to try and send back so that they can see our progress in the dig and maybe send additional resources if we can get that deer to pry his grip from the purse strings."

“You're actually speaking to him right now," Elcorn replied, which caused the wolf to spin around and see the other man standing there with his arms crossed. “I know that my presence here isn't appreciated but if you could obfuscate your distaste for me by at least seeing if I'm in the room I would like that."

“Oh, sorry, didn't mean anything by it," Archer apologized with a sheepish grin as Elcorn rolled his eyes. “I'm sure you'll find this fascinating, I think I may have found directions that locate a store room or treasure vault of some sort. If this really is the Library of Alexandria we might have directions to some sort of artifacts, or potentially the lost scrolls talked about in legends."

“Sounds fascinating," Elcorn stated with a slight sigh. “If it does lead to what you say then I will help put in the report so that you can get more funding and I can get out of your fur. Does it say where this treasure vault is?"

“That's the thing that's actually been puzzling me for a while now," Archer explained as he showed the deer a map that was hand drawn of several corridors, pointing at one of the rooms with his pen. “This is where we are, and if my translations are right it's telling us to go down that hallway here. The thing is I've already been down that hallway and it's just a dead-end, I thought that perhaps it was a future expansion that they never got around too."

“Which means this entire myth could be just that," Elcorn replied. “Or maybe there was something that you missed." The wolf just shrugged his shoulders and mentioned he was about to go and check it out, which prompted the deer to say that he would go with him. Archer grabbed his flashlight and led the way with Elcorn trailing behind while they went to the spot on the map that was indicated by the message on the wall.

“I'm surprised that Simon isn't with you right now," Elcorn said as they slid through a partially collapsed tunnel to get to the other side.

“He said that he had some business he wanted to take care of," Archer replied while he continued to look at the map in his journal. “I was actually waiting for him to go back to this place before you came along and volunteered. Are you itching that much to get away from here, or are you enticed by the thought of treasure?"

To the wolf's surprise he heard the deer chuckle slightly at that. “Are you saying that I might be like those thieves and grave robbers that you mentioned before?" Elcorn asked, which prompted Archer to quickly shake his head and say he didn't mean it like that before the deer continued on. “This may surprise you but the actual money doesn't interest me at all, the reason I'm here is to protect the wealth of others for them and that's why I do my due diligence. So even if there is treasure down here I would merely be reporting it back to my clients so that they know their investment has been very lucrative for them."

The two remained quiet after that, at least until they got to the spot that Archer had said was blocked off. Much to his surprise he saw a set of stairs leading down instead of the solid wall from before, which caused him to scratch his head before starting to head downstairs. When Elcorn told him to wait for Simon or Nizzbit in case there are traps or something the wolf just scoffed and that and told the deer that he watched too many movies before heading down. When he looked up and saw that the other man wasn't following him Archer said that he was going to be alone up there in a few seconds and almost immediately heard the sound of Elcorn joining him before they went down further.

The stairs went down far more than Archer had expected and when they got to the bottom they saw a large metal portcullis, though most of it was up in a stone slot above that allowed them entry. The wolf could feel Elcorn get closer to him as they continued to venture forth and out of the corner of his eye he saw the deer glance around nervously. While he was feeling a bit anxious as well Archer knew that between the radios and emergency beacons there was little they had to worry about in a place that has been sealed up for potentially thousands of years. When they got to the end of the hallway and went under another opened gate their eyes widened however and the gasps that came form their mouths echoed in the huge empty chamber beyond.

Coins… gems… all manner of treasures were scattered about the floor of the chamber and both of them went inside. “It's real," Archer exclaimed. “It really is treasure. But I would have bet my last dollar that it was referencing knowledge for a library."

“That's because this isn't the library of Alexandria," a loud, booming voice announced, causing the two to shrink back slightly. “The library was burned to the ground and razed by invading forces, but what they didn't know was that they had built it over the ruins of a previous building. You are standing in the temple of Bahamut."

“The temple of Bahamut?" Elcorn repeated as he tried to shine his flashlight beam to see where the voice was coming from, only to see nothing. “Are you saying that this all belongs to the followers of an ancient dragon god legend?"

“You are correct… except for the legend part," the voice replied. “Bahamut has arisen once more."

“Oh come off it," Elcorn replied incredulously with a huff. “I don't know if this is some sort of prank or parlor game but as liaison to the financier to this entire expedition I demand that you show yourself immediately!"

“As you wish," the voice replied, and as the deer continued to look around a figure came from the shadows of the vaulted ceiling and landed a few feet in front of him. The sight caused Elcorn to stagger back in shock at the thickly muscled platinum-scaled dragon man that stood there, his armor and scales gleaming in the light as though they were made of the same metal as Bahamut smirked slightly at him. “Here I am, as requested."

“Oh shit," Elcorn stammered, stepping back before slipping on a few loose coins and falling onto his butt. “Oh shit, it's real! You're real! Archer, what do we… do…"

When Elcorn looked back his eyes widened as he saw that the wolf was in the embrace of another platinum dragon, this one more familiar looking as the two were locked in a deep embrace. Already Simon had managed to get Archer's pants and underwear off of him and exposed his cock, which he began to stroke with one hand as the other looped around the furry thigh and spread his legs. The deer's jaw dropped when he saw the shiny throbbing length of the dragon start to push up into the other man, but what was really surprising was as soon as that ring of muscle was stretched the fur around it began to melt and morph. The same thing was happening to the lupine snout of the researcher as it stretched out into a muzzle that looked more like the one locked onto it as the two slid their tongues against one another.

“Simon had requested that he take his lover personally," Bahamut replied as he stepped forward, bringing Elcorn's attention back to the dragon god. “From the looks of it Archer was more than happy to join in, which just leaves you. I would like to make you a special offer as it were, and if you don't like it then you can just go."

Once more the deer found himself stunned, but with the huge dragon man hovering over him as Bahamut offered him a hand up he found it difficult to think of moving. “You'd just let me go?" Elcorn asked as the initial shock of the creature already started to wear off. “Aren't you worried I'll tell people about this place or something?"

“Oh, I'll be revealing myself soon enough to the world," Bahamut replied with a more genuine smile as he helped the deer back onto his feet. “As such I need all the helpers I can get initially, and from what I heard you enjoy protecting the wealth of those you work for." Elcorn looked out as the platinum dragon gestured to the piles of treasure that were stacked up in the room. “It's a big job, so I could really use someone that's good with numbers."

“You want me to be… your accountant?" Elcorn asked, which caused Bahamut to chuckle.

“I want you to do what you do best," Bahamut replied. “With my power you could take control of every coin, every gem, all of this would be under you. It would be quite an expenditure on my part but I'm willing to invest in you if you wish, and unlike your other clients you can hold this in your hands."

Elcorn found himself looking back around at the glittering treasure, though for a moment his vision was grabbed by the two creatures that were still having sex. To the deer's surprise the wolf that had been getting thrusted up into was no longer there, instead it was a muscular platinum dragon with powerful muscles and a thick cock that jutted out into the air while being stroked. As their bodies were pressed together and the one in the back kept plowing deep into his lover he realized that Simon had transformed Archer into more than just another dragon acolyte for Bahamut, as they moved and groped each other their bodies were completely identical and they even moved and huffed in a similar fashion. When he asked Bahamut if he was about to turn into a clone of the two as well the dragon god said that he had something else in mind for him if he accepted.

Bahamut could see the deer's body tremble slightly in excitement as Elcorn said he would accept the position, and even without touching him yet the dragon god could see that his power was starting to influence him. When he told his newest acolyte to strip down Elcorn did it without hesitation before he was led over towards one of the bigger piles of coins that were in the room. “You know, I always imagined that my clients were having sex on giant piles of their own money," Elcorn said as he gently laid himself down on his stomach at the prompting of the dragon. “Looks like I get to have it be a reality."

The dragon god could see that Elcorn was becoming more at ease by the second, even seeing the deer give him bedroom eyes as he looked back at him. Bahamut smiled and carefully got behind the other man and used his power to shrink down his cock so that it could fit the smaller male while still giving it a good stretch. One of the perks of being a god was also that he didn't need to prep his subjects and as he pressed the head of his cock against the deer he could see the cheeks part and the back of the smaller man arch in response. There was no flinch of pain that someone might have with such an insertion, and even though Bahamut could tell from the way that Elcorn moved he was no stranger to having a male on top of him the fact that he had gotten several inches in him with only the pleasurable tensing of muscles was something only a god could provide.

But as Elcorn felt himself getting his tailhole stretched fuller than he had ever been before he could feel something else happening to his body as he was pressed into the pile of treasure. As their movement started to cause some of the coins to fall down on top of him they began to bury his arms that he had stretched above him, but when he tried to adjust his position as his stomach started to get stretched by the thick cock inside he found it hard to move them. The same was happening to his feet and as he looked back he saw that they were also buried in coins as well, in fact most of his body except for his head was starting to sink into the hoard that the dragon god was plowing him on and it was becoming increasingly hard for him to move anything.

After one particularly hard thrust from Bahamut had not only hilted the heavy cock inside him but also caused his hips to disappear into the pile, which also was enough leverage for the deer to pull his arms out. To his shock the gold and silver had turned to sludge around them and clung to his limbs, though when he did get them pulled out all the way he saw that instead of his hands he had huge gooey draconic paws instead. It was like they were made out of the metal and as Bahamut continued to thrust up into his tailhole it actually caused some of the melted substance to splash onto his face. Almost immediately his jaw was so weighed down it caused it to stay open, allowing more of the precious metal to flow into him and coat his insides as he felt his arms get sucked back down into the melting treasure pile.

Bahamut grinned as he could feel the body changing underneath him and while the back of the deer remained as such there was a far bigger transformation going on just beneath the surface. With every powerful stroke he pushed the changing creature down deeper and with the thick slurry of precious metal on his mouth it was dragging Elcorn's head down too. Just before it disappeared Bahamut could see that the cervine jaw was becoming bloated and distorted, changing shape as more of the metal started to slither its way up. When the deer looked back as best he could he saw that Bahamut had lowered himself more, feeling that heavily muscled chest press against him and push him further inside until only part of his head remained.

“I told you that I'm making quite the investment in you," Bahamut whispered as he felt the partially sunken tailhole squeeze against him before growing wider, the platinum dragon growing his own cock to keep pounding his newest acolyte and keep them in the throes of pleasure. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the two identical creatures sucking each other off as they watched and waited for their deity to finish up. “Now prepare yourself, soon you will be reborn…"

All Elcorn could do was let out a gurgle before Bahamut grabbed him by the antlers and continued to mount the deer until his body completely disappeared, even the antlers sliding into the destabilizing pile of treasure. Once Bahamut had sufficiently seeded the other man with his power he pulled out and the hole in the gold and silver goo that had been created there quickly collapsed in and sealed up. Though the coins and other treasures were still losing definition they continued to remain cohesive enough to remain a pile, and as Bahamut felt the presence of the other two come up next to him the metal started to shift. It was subtle at first but soon the entire pile seemed to heave up and down, and when his two servants asked what was happening he just put a finger to his lips and told them to watch.

While that stopped Simon and Archer from talking it was clear what the other reason was for them to come over, the dragon god feeling their paws stroke and caress his body as they worked in tandem to pleasure him. Already Bahamut was starting to grow stiff again and one of them decided to kneel down and offer his muzzle and throat, an invitation he took as he brought the dragon forward and slid his cock inside. While the dragon god could tell who it was that he was stuffing he decided to leave it a mystery, especially when the other one came up behind him and started to press his own cock against the tailhole of the deity. Since Bahamut wanted to see his creation first hand he allowed his servant to worship him by pushing the thick member gifted to him by his god, which caused him to move forward and have the other dragon deepthroat him where he could see the ridges push out his scaly neck.

While the two were pleasuring and worshipping his body Bahamut's gaze remained fixated on the pile of treasure that was slowly growing bigger. As he watched the treasure continue to lose its definition before it was just a shiny gold and silver shell that started to bulge and stretch from the creature within. The pile had been five times as tall as Bahamut and as he craned his neck upwards he could see the top of it start to push out with draconic features, the jaw stretching the rubbery surface before it finally ripped and revealed the dragon within. Elcorn let out a loud roar as his body continued to push its way out with heavy new claws as his feral form was exposed, which unlike the two servants of flesh that continued to pleasure him this new creature was all metal as it shook the last of the gooey gold from his body.

With the power that had been keeping it stable no longer there the remainder of the shell hardened back into metal, though by that point Elcorn had already completely escaped from it and had gotten back onto stone floor. The new metal dragon stumbled a few times as he got used to being on all fours and Bahamut dismissed his servants for the moment to go over to the huge creature. “I told you that this was going to be a big job, so I needed a big dragon to do it." Bahamut said as he patted the shiny flank of the creature. “How are you feeling?"

“Heavy, but not in a bad way?" Elcorn replied, surprising himself with how loud his voice was as he brought his forepaws up to his face and wiggled the new digits. “I feel powerful, and also strangely very expensive, but how am I supposed to count anything with these? I thought that I would be more like your other worshippers, not a giant dragon statue."

“Well I figured if this was going to be your new home I wanted to make sure that you would be comfortable," Bahamut said with a smile. “There's also no need to fret, I wouldn't have given you such a form if you couldn't do the tasks that I had given you. Why don't you go ahead and put your paws on another pile, I promise you that it won't melt again."

The platinum and gold dragon looked at around for a second before he saw a nearby pile, which he towered over now, and pressed his forepaws against it. “Oh… oh my…" Elcorn said as his eyes widened slightly while he wiggled his paws in the treasure. “There are… six-thousand, four hundred and seventy-two pieces of platinum in this pile. That's incredible…"

“And as your power strengthens you will be able to sense the entire room eventually," Bahamut said as he saw the giddy look on the dragon's face as he went to investigate another pile while he looked over at his servants. “Now for the two of you I need you to come with me, we have some work to do."

A few weeks later another helicopter landed, this time with a number of people in suits coming out of it. By this point nearly the entire structure had been dug out and as they watched they saw a number of people dressed in silvery robes still working on it. “They're working in the middle of the day?" the vixen said as she looked out at them. “I just stepped out of here and I feel like I'm getting heat stroke."

“I assure you all our workers are well taken care of," the group of people turned to the source of the voice to see another in a hooded robe that had come up to greet them, gesturing towards the exposed entrance of the temple. “Now if you'll come with me I can show you what your investment has produced, which I think you are going to be very pleased with."

The group walked in and the air immediately got cooler as they got further inside, though they didn't have to go too far until they arrived in the main chamber of the building. The hole in the roof hadn't been fixed yet and the sunlight streamed down on the platinum dragon god that sat on the throne, his attendants doting on him as the investors looked on in shock. When they turned to the one that guided them there they saw him disrobe and reveal his own shiny scales, and as Bahamut watched he smiled as he saw the influence of his power already working on the group. A lizardman that had been in the group broke from them and bowed down, then looked back up with the same shiny platinum eyes that Bahamut knew the others would have soon enough…