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“Let’s see, the email said that my gift should be arriving shortly…” Aura thought to himself as he kept glancing between his phone and the front door, either expecting the doorbell to ring or the item in question to be delivered through his letterbox. He had spent the last few weeks getting to know a new friend online, spending most nights idly chatting with them or playing games, and the person wanted to repay their kindness by sending them a gift. Aura was never one to turn down anything from a friend, so he had arranged for the item to be delivered to him within a relatively short time frame. Curiously enough, he was never given a tracking number to follow, he was just given a time frame for when it would arrive.

“I wonder why he couldn’t send it off tracked?” He mused, still shifting his gaze between the door and the phone, awaiting some kind of alert that would clue him in on the delivery. Soon, he heard a knocking at his door. “That should be it!” He leapt out of his chair, walking to the door and unlocking it.

“Hello there, Aura!” The figure on the other side of the door said. “I believe I’ve got a special delivery for you!”

“Wh..” He fell silent when he saw the box being presented to him by a clawed hand, covered in black scales. His eyes shifted upwards, gazing at the tall, tri-tailed, four-winged black and crimson dragon that was grasping Aura’s delivery.

“Let me guess, I’m not what you were expecting, right?” The beast smirked.

“You’re… a dragon…” He managed to get the words out.

“The last time I checked, yes!” The creature laughed. “Honestly, I’m surprised you don’t seem to recognise me, given how long we’ve been talking for!”

“Talking fo…” A light clicked on in Aura’s head. “Wait, you’re Wyraach?”

“In the flesh!” His tails swayed behind him.

“That… that can’t be possible, surely!” Aura shook his head.

“Hrm, well if you wanted, I could pinch you, though with these claws, I’d more than likely cause you some serious damage… so how about I do this instead?” He took in a breath, spitting a small ball of flame onto the concrete path behind him. Aura could feel the heat radiating from the fire.

“Holy hell, you ARE real… you’re not going to kill or eat me, are you?”

“Not unless you were to try to piss me off!” Wyraach said with a slight hiss. “But I wouldn’t worry, I’m not here for that - the reason I’m here is right in my hand!” He once again gestured to the box that he was holding.

“R-right…” He carefully plucked it from the dragon’s grip, taking a look over it. It was very neatly wrapped up with a red ribbon, which he gently unravelled to access what was inside. Removing the upper half of the box, he was surprised to find a small, golden ankh necklace nestled inside of it. It seemed oddly familiar to him. “Wait, is this…”

“It’s modelled upon the necklace that your online sona wears.” Wyraach commented, watching Aura lift the pendant out by the silky string that was attached to it. The golden object glimmered in the light, almost appearing to be shining. “I thought it’d be something that you’d like, to let you feel just a little bit closer to your character!”

“Heh…” A faint smile crossed the human’s face as he admired it - from what he could tell, it looked like it was made of actual gold, the polished surface reflecting his face. “Thank you… really, I was just expecting something like a statue or a book, but this is something else!”

“I’ve never been one to go cheap on these things~” The dragon hissed. “Why don’t you slip it on and see how it looks?”

“Are you sure? I’d hate for the necklace to get scuffed or dirty!” Aura voiced his caution.

“I wouldn’t worry about that, I took great care in ensuring that it was made to be highly durable - I’m pretty sure that it could get caught in an explosion, and it’d survive without a mark on it!”

“You’re that sure about it, huh?” Aura ran a finger along the pendant. “Wait, you made this?”

“A friend of mine did. I provided her the raw materials and she forged it into what you see here, and I can safely say, hand to heart, or lack thereof, that you won’t find anything better than that - besides which, being a dragon, I do know a thing or two about valuable treasures!”

“Lack of heart…?” Aura was confused - he did remember in his online conversations that Wyraach had no physical heart, but that’s when he thought he was talking about online furry stuff. Here, a bipedal dragon was standing before him, and if he really didn’t have a heart, he was baffled at how he was even alive.

“Let’s just say those were dark days and move on!” Wyraach laughed. “So, are you gonna try it on?”

“Well… if you’re THAT confident that this won’t get damaged or anything…” Aura raised the pendant up, struggling momentarily to get it around his jewfro hair, eventually managing to get it around and onto him.

“There WAS a clasp, just so you know!” The dragon chuckled.

“Guess I didn’t really notice that, sorry!” Aura responded, the necklace resting neatly against his chest. “So, how does this look?”

“It looks good to me!” He said with a sly smirk. “Though I will say it honestly looks out of place on a human being…”

“How do you mean by that?”

“Technically, that is dragon jewellery. I’m sure it’ll look fine on you once we’ve made a few changes!”

“Changes? Like what, putting a different clasp or something on it?”

“Not what I had in mind. You’ll see very soon, however!”

“I see…” Aura didn’t quite get what Wyraach was getting at, scratching at his chest, hearing something tearing as he did. “Huh?” He took a look at his hand, seeing sharp, golden claws sprouting from his fingertips. His fingers appeared slightly thicker as well, deep blue fur slowly sprouting across his hands and arms.

“You see, dragon jewellery is designed to only be worn by dragons. You know, rings, necklaces, crowns… items that have a tendency to be cursed?”

Aura kept watching as the fur travelled up his arms, becoming slightly fluffier around his shoulders and upper arms. The muscles in his arms bulged larger, the sleeves of his shirt pulling tight against them. “I feel that this is something you should have told me BEFORE I put it on!”

“Eh, I’ve never been keen on humans.” Wyraach shrugged. “I have my reasons for that, but I’ll bore you with them another time!”

Aura’s shirt got tighter, golden scutes sprouting across his broadening chest, the muscles rapidly swelling in size. He tugged at his shirt, causing more tears in the fabric as he attempted to loosen it, his pectorals showing up against it.

“I don’t see the problem with it, to be honest - most times out of ten, the transformed humans don’t complain about their ascension, so I don’t see why you’d want to object to it!”

He wanted to say something, but at the same time, the dragon had a point - he was growing stronger as a result of it, and the changes did feel oddly good. Aura never even noticed the front of his pants bulging outwards, his shaft erecting.

“Heh… I can see that one part of it certainly isn’t objecting to it either way~” Wyraach pointed towards the man’s crotch, the zipper straining as his body grew taller. “Looks like you might even need a hand with it!”

“Ghh…” Aura blushed slightly, his shirt shredding open, revealing the scaled muscles beneath, his abdominal muscles also toning up nicely, the fat on his stomach slowly burning away. “Think you might be able to help with that at least?” He asked.

“Hrm, I’m sure I might be able to lend a claw or something to help you. Might even be able to offer more than that, it just depends on how generous I’m feeling…” The dragon moved in closer, eying up Aura. The back of his pants bulged out, the startings of a thick, furry tail, the underside sporting the same golden scutes that adorned his front, working its way out of his body.

“And just what does… rrg… that mean?” He asked, the zipper breaking as his cock sprang free, throbbing and pulsing as it stretched and thickened, three sets of ridges lining the underside, barbs lining the area beneath the now-pointed head. The base swelled outwards, forming a thick, bulbous knot.

“It means that I’m not usually one to bottom for others, that in itself is a rarity~” Wyraach purred, his own cocks emerging from the scaly slit on his front. They were similar to what Aura was now sporting, just with a few extra barbs and spikes. A loud growl left Aura’s mouth as his shaft split down the middle, separating into two equally-sized swords. “I can sense that you want to take me for a ride, but you’ll have to get on my good side, first!” He laughed.

“Heh… is that how it’s gonna be?” Aura smirked, his scaly balls swelling whilst a slit formed around his cocks. He made an attempt at leaping towards Wyraach, hoping to get the element of surprise on the dark dragon, but he instead found himself on his back on the nearby sofa. “What the?”

“Mmm… you’re not the first person who’s tried that!” He cackled, placing himself on top of the changing man. “I mean, I applaud the effort at least!”

“Rrrghh…” Aura growled, watching Wyraach lower himself onto one of his cocks, feeling it slide inside of the dragon. His tail grew to full length, swaying off the side of the sofa.

“In due time, you may get the chance of properly topping me, but for now, let’s put that pent-up lust of yours to good use!” He grinned wildly, beginning to buck against Aura. In turn, he started thrusting into the dark dragon, his free cock rubbing up against Wyraach’s pair. His feet kicked against the floor, popping and clicking as they elongated, the digits becoming thicker, the big toe retreating altogether, deadly golden talons jutting free of each toe, scratching against the wooden surface.

“Rrrgghh… you’re not one to… mess around then, are you?” Aura hissed, arching his back as a pair of great, bat-like wings erupted outwards, golden webbing lining the new limbs, a solid blue on the back, matching the fur that made up most of his form. His neck stretched, thickening as the fur and scutes raced up it.

“Considering I’m a centuries-old god, I prefer the direct approach to these things!” Wyraach ran his claws along Aura’s chest, massaging the muscles. He watched as Aura’s hair receded into his head, the fur taking their place. The man could feel his ears moving up towards the top of his head, growing into points, black fur lining the insides.

“I’m surprised you’re not trying to… grraararghh… make me bow before you, then!” Aura responded, slowly speeding up his thrusting. Tufts of fur, tinged with gold, sprouted around the sides of his face and back of his neck.

“Why, did you want me to?” Wyraach teased him further, clenching harder in response to Aura’s increased speed. A low growl left his throat as he felt his jaws pushing forwards, stretching into a semi-draconic muzzle, his nose darkening, sinking into his upper jaw, nostrils parting to the sides. His teeth grew within his new muzzle, becoming longer, sharper, the frontmost pair of canines poking out from the upper half and past his lips.

“Rrrhhhh!” Aura hissed through gritted fangs, his tongue becoming longer to better fit his expanded jaws. His eyes moved to the sides of his head, a reddish-brown color filling them, completing his transformation from a bulky human being into a muscular wolf-like dragon. “I… I don’t know how much longer I’m gonna be able to go for…” He gasped, looking as Wyraach continued to grind against him.

“We’ll work on that… rrrgghh…” Wyraach snarled, his own climax fast approaching, his cocks rubbing up against Aura’s free shaft, the three heads leaking pre. That added bit of stimulation was enough to drive him over the edge.

“Ghh…hrhrh…GRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” A monstrous howl left his mouth as he came, his cocks firing off in thick bursts, the free shaft spurting cum against Wyraach’s chest. Wyraach’s dicks erupted at the same time, two goopy ropes of draconic seed spewing forth, coating the freshly-transformed beast.

“GRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Their roars combined were loud enough to cause the windows in Aura’s house to shatter, alongside setting off the alarms of the cars parked outside of his home.

“RRrrrrgghh…” Aura panted, moaning as Wyraach dismounted, his cocks slowly retreating into the slit along his front. “Damn… that was something else…!”

“Heh… I gotta say that you were quite the fun ride - a lot of people tend to have trouble thrusting in when I start clenching down, but you were going all out!” The black dragon complimented him.

“I’m not the type who normally prefers to be on the bottom of things, let’s put it that way~” The blue and gold dragon playfully shot back, stumbling up to his feet, taking a few moments to adjust to his now-digitigrade paws.

“No worries there - as said, you may get the chance to properly take me for a ride when I feel you’re ready for that privilege~” Wyraach winked to him. “Still, I hope that you enjoyed the gift!”

“I’d honestly be lying if I said I didn’t!” Aura laughed, taking a good, long look over himself. He glanced over to his wings, giving them a few test flaps. “I don’t know about you, but after all that, I’d love to give these babies a test flight!”

“Really now? Most people I’ve transformed tend to be quite hungry once I’m done with them!”

“Well I am a teensy bit hungry, but honestly, I think that can wait until I’ve taken to the skies. Might give me a moment as well to plan the best way of swooping down onto the nearest fast food place, too!”

“Heh…” Wyraach smirked. “By all means, go for it. I might tag along, just to keep an eye on you for the time being!”

“If that’s what you wanna do!” Aura approached the broken window, perching himself up on the ledge as he spread his wings, giving them a few gentle flaps before he leapt from the perch, taking off into the sky with relative ease. Wyraach followed behind, the two dragons disappearing into the night.