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It was the annual winter festival, and as always, it was packed with people looking to have fun even in the cold weather. Festive music could be heard playing over the setup intercoms, and with the sun peeking out of the clouds, it lent a bit of heat while people mulled around. For many, it was the chance to entertain their kids, while for others, it was a chance to show off their craft or wares, especially in the area with the food where people could buy a hot beverage and look through the tents that had been set up to shelter the shopkeepers from the cold. Two such creatures had already gone through most of that area and were about to exit out the other side when they noticed something that had caught their gaze.

As part of the winter festival, there were various games and competitions, some children’s activities, while professionals handled others. The one that caught the attention of the dragon and tiger was for an ice sculpting competition that not only had a thousand-dollar prize but also that anyone could enter. “I think that might be fun,” the dragon said as they went up to look at the sign for details. “Plus, wouldn’t it be fun to come out of here with a thousand dollars?”

“Yeah… but do you even know how to ice sculpt?” the tiger responded.

“Well, no, but that doesn’t mean that it won’t be fun to try,” the dragon replied, the tiger chuckling at that and then shrugging his shoulders before telling his friend to lead the way. The two went over to a small table in front of a large tent where they guessed the sculpting was taking place to prevent the statues from melting in the sun; the snow leopard sitting there waved them over and asked if they would like to sign up. “Yes, my name is Denglong.”

“And I’m Ashton,” the tiger quickly followed up, watching the snow leopard write down their names and looking over the man dressed only in shorts. “Aren’t you freezing? I know you have the thicker fur, but I can’t imagine being out here like that.”

“Nah, you get used to it pretty quick,” the snow leopard replied with a grin, his icy blue eyes staring at them both before he motioned for them to follow. “Thanks for signing up; we’ll start you two immediately, so you have time to prepare before the competition.” The two nodded and followed him into the tent, where they were surprised to find a doorman standing in the small section that checked their identifications before the snow leopard kept moving them deeper inside through the second tent flap. “My name is Orion; by the way, I’m coordinating this entire event on behalf of my local leader.”

As the two got through to the main tent they felt a frosty fog swirl around their feet, they could see why the contest needed the extra security; all the ice sculptures that the two saw in the room were of naked men, and those that created them left no detail unobserved as they walked by. The two were in awe at what they saw, not only from the craftsmanship but also the details. Aside from all these ice creatures being gorgeous, they also appeared to be posed somewhat provocatively, some even sporting erections as they flexed proudly or bent about to show themselves off. While they had seen nothing on the board that had attracted them to the spot in the first place about what kind of competition they were entering, neither man could complain as they continued to make their way through the mist that seemed to cling around their feet. Once they were in the middle of the tent, the snow leopard turned around and told them to take any spot they would like that was open and, if they needed any help, just call out his name before he turned and made his way back to the entrance.

“I don’t think we’re going to be taking home that thousand dollars,” Ashton commented as they looked around before finding a spot to compete, the tiger looking up at a bull man that was on all fours like he was about to start a sprint. “The detail on these sculptures is so amazing that it’s like they’re real, and the ice they used doesn’t have a crack or flaw in it. I also didn’t realize this competition would be so… adult.”

“Yeah, same here,” Denglong replied, looking at a lithe naked snake man who squatted as though he was in the middle of a hunt. His temptation to touch the relatively thick shaft that hung between his legs grew more potent by the second before he turned away. “They’re all men, too. Hey, maybe instead of trying to sculpt something, we can spray you down and hope they don’t notice?”

Though Ashton chuckled at that as they continued to look around at the menagerie of icemen, they also realized that they had another problem when it came to competition. There wasn’t an unfinished ice block in sight, and as they got around towards the tent’s edges, where they saw more open areas, the only thing they found were tools to chisel and sculpt the ice itself like saws, heat guns, and even a few hoses that the dragon had joked about earlier. When they finally found two sets of ice chunks, the two discovered they were a little higher than the pedestals on which the other statues stood and wouldn’t be good enough to sculpt anything other than someone’s feet as they scratched their heads. Just as Ashton thought that perhaps the snow leopard had over-estimated how many spots they had for the competition, Denglong found himself looking down in the bucket and was surprised to find water that wasn’t frozen like everything else in this tent as he reached down to dip a finger in it.

Cold… as soon as he did, it felt like it froze him straight to the bone, and then the digit went numb. As he quickly pulled his hand out and shook it, he guessed that perhaps it was some sort of specially treated substance to aid in the sculpting process. After taking a minute and finding that his finger didn’t feel like it was getting warm again, he looked at it and gasped loudly, prompting the tiger to stop examining the hose that he was looking at and go over to see what was wrong. When Ashton got close, he skidded to a stop when he saw what Denglong had seen. They stared wide-eyed as they saw that the dragon’s finger had turned to ice!

Not covered in it, as Denglong had initially thought, when he tried to break off the ice and found himself unable to, it was like his finger had been made of ice all along as he poked the hard substance. When Ashton asked if this was some sort of prank, the dragon invited him to try it out for himself, though the tiger just opted to press his fingers against the transformed one and let out a shudder. “It’s strangely cold,” Ashton commented, looking down at the water bucket. “I saw a few other containers near the table that looked like gas cans but were clear and filled with water. I wonder if it’s the same stuff?”

“I think we’re missing the more important part: I now have an ice finger on my hand,” Denglong replied, trying not to be anxious. He could still move it, which still had a sense of touch when the tiger squeezed the crystal-clear digit. How do I even reverse something like this? Melt it?”

“But then you might be without a finger,” Ashton replied as he looked at the water bucket. It's hard to believe that water did that… although, now that I see that, you don’t think… I mean, all the statues here are incredibly lifelike.”

Denglong felt his jaw drop slightly, but as he looked around the area, he wondered if the tiger may have a point. They all looked like they could hop off their respective platforms at any given time because they could at one point. “But I can move my finger, and they don’t seem able to move their bodies,” Denglong replied. “Unless you think perhaps they’re faking it?”

The tiger shrugged, and the two went to see if they could get others to talk to them. Though it felt strange to talk to ice sculptures, it appeared that they either had no interest in interacting or couldn’t. After making another circuit around the tent before returning to the place with the magic water, Denglong felt the chill in his finger spreading. When he looked down, he saw that half his hand had been subsumed by whatever was causing his transformation to happen. As he brought his half-changed hand up to his face, he found it surreal that he could see through it. He looked at Ashton through the clear ice and saw the tiger looking over at the table with the tools on it. At that moment, he could also see the feline wave him over, and when Denglong looked down, he spotted a piece of paper that he swore hadn’t been there before.

“Rules for the competition. Can’t believe we missed this,” Ashton said as he picked up the paper and looked at it. “Rule one: once someone has entered the competition, they must remain inside the tent until it’s finished. Rule two: entrants may use any of the tools and materials at their disposal to create their ice sculpture except for the example sculptures that they saw in the tent… that means the ones that they found aren’t others that have entered the competition yet, and wouldn’t speak to us. Rule three, once the entrant has finalized themselves, they may enter their creation by standing on the empty podium where they will have one minute to complete their pose before their submission is complete. Rule four: be as creative as you want and have fun!”

“So, as crazy as it sounds, we basically can use the magic water to become ice statues?” Denglong said, even though he couldn’t believe what he was saying, as the tiger shrugged his shoulders. “From the first rule, though, it seems like I’m already in this, but since you still haven’t changed any part of yourself, does that mean you haven’t entered it yet? Maybe you could leave or tell Orion we didn’t realize what we were signing up for.”

“Well, let’s take a look then,” Ashton replied as he went over to the side of the tent, though when he attempted to lift it, Denglong could see that he was struggling to get the edge off the ground despite it not being attached to anything. The tiger continued to try for about a minute before letting the piece of heavy cloth go and letting out a heavy pant. “It appears that I will not be going anywhere either, so I guess we’re both in it to win it, so to speak.”

Denglong just nodded, and as he felt the numbness spreading upwards, he looked down and saw that his entire hand looked made of polished ice, which was extra strange when he could still move his fingers and felt the extremely smooth digits rub effortlessly over one another. It gave him a peculiar thought, and as soon as it entered his head, he found that he almost had to do it as he began to pull down his pants. Despite the cold in the tent, it didn’t chill him to the point of hurting; in fact, the cold had started to feel excellent against his scales, and he wondered if that was part of the power that was also transforming him. As the tiger continued to read over the rules given to him, he was unaware of what his friend was doing. The dragon carefully positioned himself over the bucket of water until it was right beneath his groin.

In the next second, Denglong’s eyes shot open as the cold water hit his twin cocks, causing him to gasp as he immediately felt a similar sensation to what he had touched with his finger, except that it was far more intense and way more pleasurable. His sensual gasp caught Ashton's attention, and he heard the tiger ask him what he was doing, only to let out a surprised gasp as the dragon flopped back and showed off what had happened to him. His dual spires of former draconic flesh had turned completely translucent, just like his hand, looking like ice but with both throbbing as the residual water dripped into his slit, where he could feel the transformation creeping inside. That only seemed to turn on the dragon more, and as he squatted there, Denglong began to pant as he put the idea into practice, his entire body shivering as he began to stroke one of the detailed ridged ice shafts with his similarly changed hand.

The feeling was unlike anything he had ever felt before; it was like his hand was able to glide along the surface unimpeded, any friction non-existent, but with the touch itself causing his desire and lust to rise. Even though Ashton was staring at him, the dragon found himself not caring, and as he felt the ice start to get to his taint and transform the scales there, he felt a sense of pride in being watched. Part of him wondered what it would be like to just be on one of those pedestals stroking himself, but as the mental image of doing so came into his mind, the idea caused his more remarkable sensibilities to kick in, and he pulled his hand from his shaft. He could feel the heat of embarrassment rise in his cheeks as he became more aware of his surroundings, and when he didn’t see Ashton there, he felt a pit in his stomach form as he wondered if his lewd act had caused his friend to go elsewhere until he finished.

It wasn’t until Denglong looked straight up that he saw Ashton standing there with a mischievous grin on his face and holding the same bucket he had just used, and before he could do anything, he suddenly found himself getting his head drenched by the intensely chilled water. “Sorry, Denglong, but you look fucking hot doing that,” Ashton said as the dragon sputtered and the color drained from his scales, feeling the water practically freeze on him while it coated him down to his chest. “I never realized until this moment that I wanted to have sex with an ice sculpture of a dragon, but it seems it’s going to happen now.”

Denglong was taken slightly aback at how horny his tiger friend was, but when he noticed that he had also taken off his clothing and was standing there naked without shivering, he guessed that the magic transforming him wasn’t just in the water. They had been standing in the fog of icy vapor for some time. As he felt his flesh and muscles freezing with the cold seeping into every aspect of his body, he took some excess water and put it on the few patches that hadn’t been affected by the initial pour. The idea of becoming some sort of ice statue was horny enough, but imagining his friend over him and pounding into his transformed tailhole was putting him over the edge as his lusts increased.

With almost his entire body becoming soaked by the powerfully cold water, it didn’t take long until he had completely lost any semblance of his organic form, feeling everything assimilated by ice, including his insides. As his body took on a more unnatural state, Denglong found that despite being made of solid material, he felt slightly amorphous, his horns shrinking as he stretched out his tongue and his entire muscular body got marginally smaller. At the same time, he grew another inch on his still erect cocks. When the last of the water absorbed into his body, he felt Ashton rub against the formerly blue fur of his chest and head, and to both their surprise it was still soft, just like the rest of him that the two could see through. It was strange for Denglong as his crystal-clear snout could be seen through just like it was solid ice, though Ashton had other ideas for his mouth as he took out his phone and told the dragon to get on his knees.

“Huh, should have figured there would be no signal in here,” Ashton said while tapping on the screen before he stook his semi-hard cock and began to press it against the dragon’s face, Denglong’s tongue sliding out with the extra mass to lick it and cause the tiger to shiver. “Ahhh, it’s cold, but like a strangely good cold. Now open wide so I can record this, and since you did that thing with your horns, I’m wondering if you could do the same thing with something else…”

Denglong quickly got the hint, and with a bit of exertion, he felt his teeth and fangs melt into his jaws; he then put the mass into his tongue so that it could coil completely around the thick shaft in front of him. The warmth of the fleshy appendage caused it to melt slightly, and as he continued to lick it, the water that formed had a thicker, almost gel-like quality that was nearly reminiscent of lube. It also appeared that his ice wouldn’t directly transform the tiger since he was almost completely coated, and yet his cock was still the same as ever. Once Ashton had gotten his camera ready, he pointed it at the two of them and then had his tip bump up against the snout of the other man before Denglong pushed forward and let it spread open his lips.

The sensation for both was incredible, and Denglong felt himself letting out a muffled groan from the cock sliding inside of him. Just like when he had initially been viewed pleasuring himself while Ashton watched, his eyes looked up to the camera, and he imagined people looking him over, staring at his prone form as they commented on the beautiful ice dragon statue they were admiring. That thought was almost as delicious as getting his maw stretched open by the tiger’s thick shaft that had started to pump inside of him, feeling Ashton grab the back of his head and push him down deeper onto it until he quickly found his ice snout pressing up against the white fur of the feline’s groin. Since he was essentially made of ice at this point, he didn’t have to worry about being hurt by having too much shoved in him at once, which was good as his head leaned down so that the tiger could thrust directly into his throat.

The two remained like that for a little while as Ashton continued to film, then let go of Denglong’s head and brought his phone screen back to his face. The dragon continued bobbing his head as the tiger fiddled with something before he grinned and brought the phone up to him so that he could see what was on it. As Denglong continued to suck on the thick cock his icy eyes widened as he saw himself on the phone screen along with Ashton, though what surprised him was the fact that he could see the tiger’s cock even when it slid down into his throat! It was surreal to watch as the bright red shaft pumped down into him, seeing it distorted by the texture of his ice scales until the movie suddenly stopped.

As Ashton pulled the phone away, he also did the same with his cock, which slid out of the toothless maw of the dragon with ease as he told him to get on his back. Though Denglong was sad that the warm cock he was pleasuring left his maw, he was curious about what his friend had in mind. As the dragon got onto his back, he reformed his teeth and horns, feeling them push out of his ice body until they looked exactly the way they had before. It appeared that as long as he had the requisite mass, he could quickly reform parts of his body that were initially a part of him, and though he was curious about if the ice could create new appendages, he felt the tiger practically pounce on top of him. As the swirling mist pushed away from their forms, Ashton spread the legs of the dragon and started to slide up between them while guiding his cock straight to Denglong’s tailhole.

Denglong loudly groaned as he felt the tip spread open his augmented ring of muscle, which allowed the feline easy access. Once he had gotten the entire head inside of him, Ashton flopped forward and let their muscular chests rub against one another as they found themselves muzzle-to-muzzle. “You know, if you had told me that I was going to be having sex with an ice sculpture of my friend in the middle of a festival, I would have probably not believed you,” Ashton said with a grin. “Man, you are still tight, though, and even though you’re freezing, I am still as hard as a rock.”

“That makes two of us,” Denglong replied as he shifted his hips while feeling the tiger pushing into him to slide his twin shafts against the stomach of the feline. “I get you next, alright?” The tiger nodded and then leaned down so their muscles could engage in a deep kiss, which once more, the dragon used his new assets to lengthen his tongue and slide it around inside the other male. As the two made out, he could once more feel the warm cock sliding in and out of him, and when Ashton got up, he grabbed the horns of the dragon so he could see for himself.

Denglong was stunned as he looked down at his own icy body and could see the maleness of his friend. As it moved deep into him, the shaft was distorted by his washboard abs and looked almost misshapen, though he knew that it was pretty straight as the thick length rubbed up and down his inner walls. When he asked how it felt for Ashton, he only got a huff in reply, and as the ice naga looked up, he saw a look of pure blissful concentration while his hips hammered down into the dragon even faster. It caused a surge of pleasure to go through Denglong’s body as well, and soon, all he could do was let out pleasured gasps as he felt the furry paw of the tiger wrap around the back of his neck to keep him upright to watch him pounding into his crystal-clear body.

After a short while, his body was no longer perfectly translucent as Ashton let out a roar of pleasure and thrust deep, hilting into the ice tailhole of the creature beneath him before he orgasmed. For the first time, Denglong could see the other male cumming inside of him and was also stunned to feel how warm it was as it started to melt his insides slightly, though it wasn’t enough to do anything as a large globule of the fluid ended up just underneath his stomach. As he tried to comment something about having dirty ice be a potential detraction from the judges, the ice sculpture was interrupted when the other creature practically landed on top of him and released a sigh of pure contentment. The dragon just chuckled and rubbed his hand against the increasingly wet fur of the tiger as he felt the shaft lodged inside of him still throbbing even after his rather large climax.

The two remained like that for a few minutes before Ashton finally pulled himself up again, both men grinning at each other before Denglong looked down at his body and was surprised to see that the tiger’s seed was gone, as well as the cock inside him. “Oh man, when did you pull out of me?” Denglong asked as he slowly stood himself up, feeling his muscles squeeze down and feeling like there was something still inside his tailhole while the tiger looked at him in confusion. “I still feel full. I wonder if it made some sort of weird mold of you in there, and now that will be inside me all day.”

“But, I didn’t pull out of you…” Ashton said before he looked down as well, backing away and gasping in shock when he didn’t see his maleness there. The tiger quickly pulled back, and both men let out a loud groan from the burst of pleasure that came from it as the feline reached down and grabbed his transformed ice cock that dangled from his legs. “Oh, thank god it’s still there, had me worried for a second...”

“Looks like we can transform each other after all,” Denglong said when he stood up, his body still feeling remarkable despite the intense rutting they just had as he put his ice arm around the tiger’s shoulders. “I think it’s time that I’m not the only one that’s some sort of living ice sculpture here, and since you’ve already taken the plunge, I think it’s time for me to do as well. But first, we’re going to have to get you ready…”

As Ashton looked at Denglong, he saw a naughty grin cross over the dragon’s muzzle. His arms were suddenly pulled back and locked behind him by the ice ones. Since he knew the water no longer affected him, the dragon put his foot into the bucket and pulled it out. Though he did pause when he found that his appendage did seem bigger, he shook his head and used the flexibility his new form had to bring it up and drip the water over the hands of the feline. He wasn’t sure if his plans would work, but when he pulled his fingers away, he saw that the ice had temporarily fused the digits. With Ashton trying to tear them apart, he commented that it was like they had been glued together, and to make sure that it would last as long as he wanted, Denglong grabbed the heat gun and moved it over the ice hands of the tiger until they were one smooth, solid form.

Once Denglong had ensured that the tiger was bound correctly, he went to the next item in his plan, picking up one of the more enormous water jugs with relative ease and pressing the tiger against the tent wall. Whatever magic was making it so that they couldn’t leave it made the cloth panel have the same rigidity as concrete, and with his hands behind his back, there was little Ashton could do but wiggle as he felt the tip of one of the dragon’s shafts start to press up against his rear. After splashing a little water against his hemipenis, he began to push forward and saw the feline shivering as the water-covered appendage pushed up into him. Denglong quickly saw the stretched-open tailhole shift to ice just like his was, and when that happened, he thrust upwards to both pleasure Ashton and loosen him up for taking both of his shafts.

Thanks to the transformation of his insides, it didn’t take much for Denglong to slip both inside of him, feeling the tiger nearly slide to the ground on the second insertion, which only caused him to impale himself deeper onto him. The two men enjoyed each other like that for a while, with the dragon pulling out just enough to keep both cocks inside the tiger before pushing back into the hilt. As Ashton was letting out low, breathy pants, he suddenly felt those double shafts that stretched his altered insides get pushed in deep and stay there. For a few seconds, he could only stand there while his hard ice cock was pressed up against his stomach, but just as he was about to ask if something was wrong, he heard the whir of the heat gun starting up and let out a groan when he felt the ice of his tailhole and the dragon’s cock fuse!

The heat treatment only happened for a few seconds, but it was enough to tie them together like a wolf’s knot; Ashton tried to pull back, only to be stopped by the powerful sensation that rocked his body when he felt Denglong lift something over his head. As he looked upwards, he saw that it was one of the full water jugs, and when his mouth opened in a gasp, the rubber tube that served as the opening slid into his maw. The dragon was just glad they had the valve near the base of the jug as he popped it open and immediately began to see the water start to pour down into the tiger’s mouth, watching him swallow it down as his lips almost immediately turned to ice as the water sloshed inside. Whether interested in seeing what happened or just not wanting to get a face full of the mysterious liquid, Ashton continued to drink it down even as his stomach began to swell and the dragon felt something slosh up against his cocks that he used to plug the tiger.

It didn’t take long before the jug was utterly empty, and once it was, Denglong tossed it aside, upon which he heard the tiger trying to say something but having a hard time as the ice of his inner mouth and throat froze and seemed to give him trouble speaking. The dragon chuckled and whispered into the tiger’s ear that it was best to wait until he was entirely transformed before he took a step back, which caused the feline to do the same due to their merged bodies. With the twin cocks still plugging him up, the water continued to seem to stay in the distended belly, which the other ice sculpture could press their hands up against and feel the water squishing around inside. As the transformation progressed, a cold chill radiated from the area, and Ashton regained his flat stomach. At the same time, the rest of the water flowed into other parts of his body, though as Denglong continued to stroke his fingers, he could feel his abs returning and growing more prominent while the tiger began to pant.

As Ashton felt the last of the water pushing into other parts of his body, the tailhole and shafts of the two creatures seemed to reform as well, mainly due to Denglong's prompting since he wanted to thrust up into the changing creature once more. The fingers of the tiger had returned as well, but with his body already transforming, all he did was slide them up and down the thighs of the man behind him while urging him to go deeper. At this point, the entire stomach and chest of the tiger were sculpted muscle, becoming even more prominent than he was before as his furry arms and legs rippled and swelled. It appeared the water was adding extra muscle mass, and as Ashton looked at his beefed-up arms, it was clear to Denglong that his friend was enjoying it, seeing him flex with a fanged grin.

The transformation flowed outwards; the tiger’s torso and head changed thoroughly before moving to his limbs, watching the clear ice cascade over the furry parts of the tiger’s form until nothing remained. Even though his fur had melted into and was assimilated by the ice for the most part, he still had the stripes on his body. Once he had completely turned into a sculpture, Ashton used his flexibility to turn around while remaining impaled on the cocks inside him, remarking that it was a shame that he couldn’t see them inside when they felt incredible. As Denglong looked down, he could see them even with both their bodies being made of ice, and as he thought about how to make that happen, he surprised himself and his partner when his body became frosted so that they could.

The sight of the twin shafts squeezed together inside the ice tiger drove Denglong wild, and with the two now able to grope and lick one another’s cold bodies without it affecting the other, they were able to go at it even harder. The ice made the sliding almost frictionless, and while it did make some aspects a little more challenging, like the tiger nearly sliding entirely off when the dragon started to bounce the other man up and down while those crystal-clear legs wrapped around him, it took no effort to keep the momentum going. It didn’t take long for Denglong to reach orgasm, and as he did, his body shifted back to the completely translucent ice that made their bodies pressing together look strangely beautiful even in the dim light of the tent.

“I think I might be bigger than you,” Ashton breathily said as they let their muscular chests rub up against one another, though Denglong could see that his friend had gained a significantly more toned physique with the extra water added. “What do you think? Do I look as sexy as you hoped as an ice statue?”

“Even better,” Denglong said as he let Ashton climb down off him and saw that the tiger also had a few inches of height on him as well as a slightly giant cock. “I can’t believe a single jug of water made you look like that; you’re like a professional athlete with those muscles,” Ashton smirked and flexed his body while Denglong ran his hands over it, admiring the curves and contours. It was like an artist had professionally sculpted him into a muscular tiger statue. It guessed that it had partially come from the water and potentially the whim of the model since he knew the tiger was fond of the physique but found it hard to get.

Once the two finished inspecting one another, they looked at the pedestal and each other. “Well, now that we’ve had fun, do you think we should submit ourselves to this strange content?” Ashton asked as the dragon scratched the ice that represented his chest fur. “I mean, I know we can, and then that’ll be it, but now that we’re in it, I still kind of want to win, and I feel like just going as ourselves is kind of… generic.”

“I suppose you’re right,” the dragon replied. “What do you think? Should we sculpt ourselves into something else a little more dramatic then?” The tiger didn’t respond, but as he looked around, he saw the tools on the table and grabbed one of them. It was a small chisel, and as Denglong watched, his eyes widened. He took the tip and scraped some of the ice off his finger.

“Huh, doesn’t even hurt,” Ashton said as he tried taking a more significant chunk out of his torso, and though he did get a reasonably big chip out of it, he was grinning as he just shook his head. “That’s so wild… and I think I have an idea, but I need you to trust me. I will warn you that this might be a little weird, but if it works, it will be really cool.”

Though Denglong wasn’t sure what his friend had in mind, he approved. Then, he watched as the tiger quickly returned to the tool table and picked up several things before motioning for the dragon to come over. As he did, he saw the tiger was using the heat gun on a piece of metal wire that had two wooden toggles attached to the sides, and when he tried to ask what they were about to do, the ice tiger just told him to be patient, and then he would see soon enough. After heating the metal a minute, Ashton put down the gun and told Denglong to stretch his arms to his sides as far as possible. The dragon gave the tiger a quizzical look and then did so, only to let out a yelp of surprise as Ashton took the wire and slid it under his armpit before pulling it up to slice his arm off!

“What was that for!?” Denglong shouted as he suddenly found himself minus a limb. The water created from the heated metal immediately froze back to ice.

“Just give me a few seconds, and you’ll see!” Ashton replied, and the dragon furrowed his brows at him until the tiger did the same thing to his other arm, which caused his jaw to drop in pure shock. “Alright, now that we have these, let’s just go ahead and hope this works.” With his arms off his body, there was little that Denglong could do but watch as the tiger took the ends of the limbs that he had melted, dipped them in water, and then attached them to the sides of his body. Once he had gotten them both on and the water had caused the ice to fuse, they hung limply for a while. Still, just as the dragon was about to say that he would have to be a limbless snake ice sculpture for nothing, he saw the tiger’s grin widen as the fingers of the lower pair started to move on their own.

“Whoa…” Denglong said as he saw all four arms move in sync with one another, then independently as the tiger manipulated the draconic pair. “How are you doing that?”

“I’m not really sure,” Ashton replied as he flexed all four arms and watched the muscles in his chest shift to flow more naturally before he stopped and looked at Denglong with a big grin. “But the big takeaway is that I have four powerful, muscular arms, and you don’t have any. Fortunately, I believe you showed me how to rectify that, and since I’ve disarmed you, I can do what I want and there’s little you can do to stop me!”

Ashton let out an evil laugh, and as Denglong stuck out his tongue and tried to run, he felt himself pulled by his tail back towards the tiger. Damn, he is strong, the dragon thought to himself as he almost lost his balance while he attempted to flail with the limbs he no longer had. It was clear that he was at a distinct disadvantage, and when the tiger spun him around, he could also see the plan Ashton had for him as revenge in the form of a water jug. Before he could say anything, the dragon suddenly found himself gripped by the waist with his arms that served as the lower set for the tiger. The upper pair took the hose and pushed it into his maw. With the soft rubber tip sliding into him, he had a sneaking suspicion that this was what they were supposed to be for, but just as he thought that Ashton was done, he felt one of the hands clamp around his muzzle to hold it shut while the other had the heat gun!

Denglong shook his head, but it was already too late; as he felt the warm air on his muzzle, he could sense his lips melting together and sealing the hose inside his ice maw. To make matters worse, the lower set of arms had slid downwards while the nozzle was being secured and had started to stroke on one of his shafts while the other held him around his waist to prevent him from pulling away. Once Ashton had finished turning his muzzle into a solid block of ice, even melting his facial features to give him a blank, faceless look, the dragon could find that while he could still see, the only thing he could focus on was directly ahead of him. Just when Denglong thought the other man was done, he suddenly felt himself get turned around, Ashton jeering that he didn’t want an ice dragon fountain as Denglong felt his tail get grabbed and pushed into his tailhole!

The dragon shook from the pleasure of his body being penetrated by his limb and the fact that it was incredibly smooth ice sliding against ice; the tiger was able to feed a substantial amount of the tail into him before once more using the heat gun to seal it completely. Though it was hard for him to see, Denglong tried to look back and found that his backside was nothing more than a solid lump of ice; as the tiger put the heat gun aside, then went over to where the valve was right in front of his face. “Now, this is going to be interesting,” Ashton said with a big grin as he twisted the valve on all the way. “No use in starting slow; let’s see how big we can make you!”

For a few seconds, Denglong didn’t feel anything, but then, as the water rushed through the hose and reached inside of him, the dragon immediately felt a pressure start to build. Since he had no face, there was no way to express the exquisite pleasure that was growing more intense from having the water being pumped up into his armless body, all of it immediately settling down into his stomach, where his belly began to inflate like a balloon. It didn’t take long before the weight was too much for him, and his legs buckled, putting him on his back once again as he saw his midsection continue to come out. He wasn’t sure what was about to happen for a few seconds, and he became worried he would see cracks forming. Eventually, the flow seemed to reach a peak. Even as he looked heavily pregnant, he could see the water starting to cascade into the rest of him and make him grow elsewhere.

As the water flooded his legs first, his entire body began to quiver on the ground from the intense pleasure that was coming from being filled like that. Just like with what had happened to Ashton, he could start to feel his muscles swell and inflate as the water continued to get pumped into him, and as his legs bulged out, he could begin to feel something happening in his torso. At first, he thought that perhaps he was getting his arms back, but with the rush of water, Denglong had a hard time figuring out where it was all going, and as his body began to rock back and forth, he found that his entire form began to mutate. The transforming creature let out a garbled groan as tentacles began to emerge from his torso, staring with his nipples but with many more emerging from his chest and abdomen.

Ashton was about to say it was quite the development when he let out a yelp as they immediately went towards him, wrapping around his limbs before he could even move. He could see the dragon beneath him writhing in pure pleasure as he was lifted into the air. His body continued to grow, and more ice tentacles emerged from his form. The feline was also growing more muscular by the second and was on pace to be bigger than the muscular four-armed tiger in its grasp, prompting Ashton to try and grab the hose to turn it off. But as he felt something push into his tailhole and his body was pressed up against the swollen stomach of the other creature, he found himself unable to do so as Denglong’s gurgling grunts started to get deeper with every gallon pumped into him.

If Denglong had to means to smile, he would as he began to eagerly suck down the water given to him to grow more as his entire body started to stretch and build. It didn’t take long before his distended, water-filled belly began to shrink as he grew bigger and required more liquid within to sustain it while the ice tentacles began to form. His face began to reshape, but it became more serpentine than draconic as it followed the contours created when the heat gun melted it. As he felt the four-armed tiger wiggling around, he let out a hiss as he took two of the more prominent ice tentacles he had created on him and pushed them into the mouth and tailhole of the other man to increase his stimulation. At this point, his cocks were far too big for the tiger to handle even in his altered state, but Denglong had other plans for the ice sculpture in his grasp as the chaos of his body began to take shape.

It started with his legs where the thickest of the tentacles had begun to emerge, and as the tentacles wrapped around them, he could feel his legs slide against each other and the appendages coiled around it, giving him pleasure. Another of Denglong’s tentacles grabbed the heat gun and, with excellent manipulation, turned the settings up to high, then pointed it down at his lower body. Almost immediately, the ice began to melt, and as it dripped over his thick legs, it caused him to shudder in desire as they morphed into something else. He let out a hiss of pleasure as the water flowing through him seemed to know where to go. He directed more of itself into his new lower body, where it became a sizeable serpentine tail that grew big enough to wrap around the tiger in his clutches several times over.

But that wasn’t where Denglong intended Ashton to go, and as he swelled to over double his size, the new naga decided he wanted something else besides his twin cocks, which were now almost three feet in length and thick as young tree trunks. With the tentacles around Ashton’s body, it was easy to get his melted form between the twin shafts, and after pulling his legs down, he managed to get it so the tiger ice statue’s legs were against his sides as his body was sandwiched between them. There was another ripple of growth through the snake ice sculpture’s body, and with it came the swelling of his cocks to the point where they were pressed up just underneath the tiger’s chin, which was when the former dragon pointed the heat gun back towards the tiger once more. Ashton tried to say something as his eyes widened in shock, but by this point, multiple tentacles had slithered into his maw and tailhole, stretching him open even as Denglong melted his chest and merged it with the throbbing shafts on either side of him.

Denglong let out a muffled hiss of pure delight as he could feel the tiger’s mass merging with his own, which was good since it appeared that he had sucked the tank or whatever was connected to the hose dry. He had almost wholly reformed his by this point and spat out the nozzle, letting his forked tongue flicker past his lips as he watched the tiger squirm with his legs merged into the much larger creature beneath him. “I know that you were enjoying those arms,” Denglong said as he chuckled mischievously while watching his friend’s body get pumped into by the ice tentacles while sinking into his groin. “But I’m going to want them back, and since you’re not going to need yours either, I think I’ll just take both sets.”

All Ashton could do was grunt as the tentacles around Denglong’s groin began to coil around both him and the cocks he was melting into, squeezing them together while he pulled the heat gun back. With the water no longer flowing into his body, it became easier to manipulate the mass of tentacles from it, taking several that had sprouted from his sides and chest and coiling them together. His massive lower body slithered in desire as the connection with his friend allowed him to form the appendages back into a set of four identical arms for his body. As he melted down the tentacles to fuse them and saw the fingers form, he appreciated having them again, wiggling his clawed hands and flexing his new biceps to watch the crystal-clear ice move in response.

That led him down to the one last thing he had wanted to shape, though it was already partially formed as he felt Ashton wiggling around in the confines of his ice cocoon. His legs were mere lumps against the huge snake body that he was attached to, and as Denglong took the heat gun from the two remaining tentacles that were attached to his shoulder blades, which he decided to keep, all he needed was a few quick passes to smooth them over completely. This caused not only a surge of pleasure to go through his body, but he could feel it do the same to the tiger as the naga began to bring the heat upwards slowly. Since he no longer required the additional tentacles, he fused them not only to the base of his cocks but also to the tiger within them as well, though he could still pump them into the melting ice sculpture to cause him more pleasure.

Something else was happening as Denglong slowly but methodically worked his way up his twin shafts and the tiger wrapped up within them… he could start to tell what the tiger was thinking. For the most part, it was just a sea of lust that was shared between them, but the more, the smaller ice sculpture was melted into the tentacles and cocks, the more he could see how much his friend was enjoying this. It was a far cry from the dominant feline from before, and he decided that he needed a body to reflect that as the changes quickly started to move up towards the exposed tiger’s shoulders along with his cock heads. At the same time, it felt to Denglong like he was moving his way up to an orgasm the higher he got on his member, and as it was getting closer to the tiger’s head, he thought that it was fitting for his features to get sculpted into something just like he had done to him.

Ashton let out a few muffled grunts of shock before his mouth, and the tentacles within his muzzle melted into one another, creating one blob while the ice naga pushed the last of the twin shafts underneath it. As everything morphed into one another, Denglong pulled back before the feline’s head was completely erased and sat back as he let his friend squirm, essentially nothing more than his cock at that point as he looked at the massive wiggling shaft between his legs. The serpentine creature wouldn’t deprive the former tiger of all the fun, but he did find that being the enormous creature had given him control over the ice that was the former feline. Since he had a serpentine head, he thought that it was only fair that the other man got to share the same fate, though, at this point, he mostly just one colossal cock as Denglong felt the face of his friend start to reform.

As the mouth and head once more emerged, the first thing that happened was that Ashton’s entire body throbbed hard before a glut of thick icy goo erupted from his maw, followed by another and then a third as the ice sculpture naga and his snake cock shared in their first orgasm from the transformation. Even though he was a little late, Denglong took his lower set of hands and wrapped around the thick python attached to his groin and stroked it while they climaxed, adding another layer of pleasure on top of the explosive force of what they were already experiencing. There was a loud crash heard next to them as the naga’s body whipped around, but their lusts were too enthralled both to notice or care as eventually their orgasm ebbed, and the considerable ice creature fell back against the ground. As the mists that encircled the floor crept back over their bodies, Denglong found himself panting heavily despite the lack of need for air, and his entire form shivered when he felt Ashton doing the same.

“I can’t… believe you did this to me…” Ashton said as his tubular body wrested against the washboard abs of the one beneath him. “You are such a dick.”

“Actually, I think… that’s you right now,” Denglong said with a grin as he slowly pushed himself back up and gave himself a chance to look at his new form. “Hey, consider it a noble sacrifice to make us look absolutely huge, not to mention after you took my arms like that so that you could stuff a hose down my throat; you kind of deserved it.”

The snake cock just let out a huff, but with their connection, Denglong knew that his friend was enjoying it, especially with how sensitive his body was as he curled his smooth icy form around itself. For the actual naga, he found his form had become stacked, and as he raised the thick coils of his lower body, he realized the ice creature could almost touch the tent ceiling if he tried. His chest and back had the physique of a bodybuilder as well, and with two pairs of arms, he could feel over his eight-pack abs and massive pectorals while also manhandling the vast mounds that were his pectorals. As he continued looking himself over, he felt something slide up against his back. He looked to see the two tentacles he had kept, which were still there and had wrapped around his chest.

“Uh, I think we may have a problem,” Ashton said, Denglong pulling his eyes away from his translucent form and looking at where the snake cock had his head pointed. He released a slight gasp of shock when he saw that the crash they had heard earlier was their bodies smashing into the podiums that the contest provided to enter the competition, which had been broken and scattered in pieces along the ground. “I don’t remember seeing any others in the tent. That doesn’t mean we’re stuck like this, right?”

“I don’t know,” Denglong replied as he tried to think of what to do as he slithered over and picked up one of the larger pieces. “It’s hard to think about what a substitute could be when this whole thing was bizarre, and it wasn’t like anything in the rules could help us out. Oh wait, didn’t that snow leopard say we could call him if there were any problems?”

Ashton nodded and called for Orion’s name, shouting that they required his assistance before immediately feeling another presence. “Oh my, looks like you two got rather excited,” Orion said while standing behind them. Though the two looked back initially and couldn’t see him, eventually, they looked down and were both surprised to see an ice sculpture of a snow leopard standing there utterly naked behind them. “I take it that you’re having trouble submitting your final form?”

“Uh, kind of,” Denglong replied as he and Ashton glanced at the broken podiums. “We didn’t mean to, honest…”

“Oh, don’t you worry about that,” Orion replied as he snapped his fingers, the two watching in awe as the ice of the two pedestals melted and then reformed into one much larger one. “I think you’ll find that this one matches your new size quite appropriately. Also, don’t forget that pose is important in the competition, and you’ll want to show off all the details in your design, which means you.”

A tremor of pleasure went down both the snake cock and the naga connected to it as Orion stroked down the side of Ashton’s new body. “Can I ask you another question while we have you?” Denglong asked, the snow leopard nodding in response. “What is all this? I mean, I already kind of suspected that you knew about all this once we started transforming, but seeing you standing here like that means that all this was made specifically for us to become ice sculptures.”

“Indeed it is,” Orion replied as he patted the ice naga on the flanks, which instinctively caused Denglong to slide his body around and coil it around the much smaller creature in front of him. “There is quite a lot to explain if you want the full story, but I would have to say that first, you’re going to want to enter that competition and see if you win. The prize is genuine, and after that, we can talk about potentially offering a few fringe benefits and a long-term modeling career with you two. You both seem quite open to being sculpted, which greatly benefits the people in the realm you’re about to go to, so don’t be surprised if people come up and make you offers.”

“Offers?” Ashton asked, the snake cock bringing his head up close to the snow leopard. “What kind of offers?”

“You’ll see,” Orion said with a smirk before licking Ashton’s serpentine face, which caused him to start drooling before the snow leopard slipped out of Denglong’s grasp. “Now that I fixed your entry into the solo and monolith divisions, you need to hurry, wouldn’t want to put all that effort into a body like that and not have a chance to show it off!”

As if the feline had said the magic words, Denglong suddenly felt the need to get on the podium to make sure people saw him, a sentiment he could feel his new companion had as well. Once they had gotten on the block of ice, he looked back to thank Orion, only to see that he was gone once more, and only a few wisps of vapor kicked up to show his departure. After a few seconds, though, they both could feel their bodies stiffening and immediately got into their pose. As they were finished getting petrified, they both felt excitement go down their icy forms as they hoped their merged form would win… or at least attract one of those offers that Orion talked about. After a minute, the ice sculpture became utterly still, then wholly disappeared podium and all like it had never existed in the first place.