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(M tf half-dragon, half-female, giant growth, oviposition) Tess enters the house, wandering down the right of the hall to the living room but not seeing her boyfriend Drake around. "Drake?" "In the shower!" "Oh. Well- I got your Memory Sharpness Potion from the alchemist. I have to get going though- preparing for the ambassador's trip to Illith...I will just leave the potion on the table at the end of the hall, okay?" "Alright." "It is the one on the RIGHT, okay? I am leaving more than one potion here- yours is on the right, mine is on the left." "Okay- got it." "The right." "...right." "Just making sure, because you haven't drank the potion yet." He could tell she had a smirk on her face as she said it, teasing him. But also making sure he knew- they were very different potions. The one on the left was for Tess herself to help with the trip to Illith as an ambassador for their small kingdom of Jogen's Height. Tess was nervous and scrambling around to make sure she was as prepared as possible for the trip. Not only was it an important trip because she and several others are ambassadors for their kingdom but... Illith is not a human kingdom. It is draconic. She is to hold audience with dragons. Drake's potion on the other hand just increased memory retention to help with his studies. He enjoys reading and loves to learn new things- unfortunately it is in one ear and out the other most of the time. He will read a book, enjoy it, and then forget 90% of it across the next couple of days, and ultimately only retain maybe 10% of the information permanently. So... alchemy can help with that! He wandered downstairs wearing only a towel after Tess left the house again. He found the potion on the small table in the hall and looked at it in confusion for a moment. She was so specific about his being the 'right' potion... but there is only one potion on the table, and therefore there is no potion on the right because there is nothing for it to be on the right of. She must have simply took her own potion with her, lugging it along to wherever she needed to go next rather than risk him mixing them up. All that making sure he knew and then eliminated the choice anyway, sigh. He was just going to be around the house today anyway, so no reason to get fully dressed. He downed the mildly bitter potion in one gulp and just put on some jeans. He is fit, so his body well sculpted, but other than exercising just to keep himself healthy- doesn't really do anything physical, so he is not particularly muscular, either. Drake plopped down in their rather cluttered study and started reading. Rather than find his mind sharper, he actually seemed a bit distracted today though. Was the potion not working yet? Maybe he started reading too soon after taking it... but it usually works like that? He found himself squirming a lot in his seat, his pants sort of felt a bit tight... particularly in the crotch. Bit of a bulge... he was reading a book on antique woodworking though... not exactly erotic content. He put a hand on his crotch with a bit of a groan. It... didn't even feel that hard... so why was his pants bulging?? If he doesn't have an erection how the hell is it bigger? Unfortunately in touching it quite a bit in curiosity- he woke it up, and then it did start to get an erection... which only increased the lack of room in his pants. Jeans are not exactly made of a fabric known for yielding. His cock could not even straighten- it had gotten too big before getting erect so it was jammed against the front of his pants, still arched down. His eyes went wide as he could see the tight spherical bulge on either side of the crotch seams- his testicles now bulging toward the legs of his pants, unable to fit in the crotch fully anymore because they are also bigger!! His balls started to ache a bit; they do not typically enjoy being squeezed. Drake squirmed rather frantically trying to find a position that gave them enough space but could not. He also could not free them- his junk is yanking on the inside of his pants so hard that the button is now caught; he cannot pull the two sides together enough to pop the button free, essentially trapping him in his jeans. He gasped softly, freezing in confusion as his heart lets out several aggressive throbs, thudding against the inside of his ribs. He could feel his heart beat in the veins of his cock- like someone drumming on him with their finger, only from the inside. Quiet, tight stretching sounds... his genitals enlarging even more! The entire seat of his pants yanked tight- even his taint has expanded between his legs taking up more room than the pants could offer. Tick, tick, tickticktick- the teeth of the zipper popped apart one then the other, then in rapid fire! The actual handle didn't move, so the zipper is effectively broken. His genitals have effectively out-muscled their metal grip. At this point Drake's butt was hovering nervously over the seat rather than actually, y'know, sitting in it. His fingers digging into the arms of the chair, and his body frozen stiff in worried confusion. His underwear bulge out of the broken zipper, his cock finally straightening a bit more. Slowly sliding abrasively against the too-tight cloth, straighter and straighter. Now tented out in front of him, his cock pulls straight enough that the tension is focused enough to cause the cloth to slip aside- and his dick flicks its own way out of the opening in the front, flopping into the open air, fully straight, but still too soft to stand up. "Holy...shit." It wasn't just longer, it was thicker too. By a lot. The girth was comparable to the top of a shot glass, so already pretty good- while its length was essentially just the distance from his wrist to the tip of his middle finger- about six inches, a tiny bit over average. It was not that, now. Now it was almost as thick as a fucking soda can and more like nine inches long! His balls shift abruptly- now popping up into the crotch of his pants again to make use of the space his cock made by freeing itself, once again making the crotch of his pants over-tight. Normally the size of chicken eggs- his balls are closer to softballs at this point, more like the nuts of a small horse than any man. He heard the door close and quickly scrambled to his feet, hoping his girlfriend could figure out what is wrong with him. Wait the potion... was Tess the one who did this? Did she buy a different potion to get kinky with him? She really should have told him ahead of time- he was about to have a heart attack over here, thinking he was about to have a heart attack, because a cock this big would require more blood than his heart is physically capable of pumping. As he moves the dick wobbles around erratically- too fat from the pleasure of growing, but not nearly stiff enough to point up. He exits the study into the living room as she arrives from the open archway to the left, about to put her keys down, but she freezes in utter shock at the sight of her shirtless boyfriend, pants bulging with a meat log wobbling around in front of him. "I guess... this wasn't a prank you pulled??" Based on her look of utter confusion. "W-what? No. How... what?" She went to put her keys on the table and gasped at the lack of potions. "DID YOU DRINK MY POTION??" "No, of course not. Wait, what do you mean? Your potion wasn't even there to be able to drink." He felt light-headed and stumbled forward, putting his hands on the back of the couch and groaning for a moment. Muscles in his lower back, squirming, clenching, swelling, but then not regressing when the clench ends, then clenching again. Getting too big- squirming down to find room... making a fat cone of flesh, trapped in his too-tight pants too. His balls and the bulge in the back now playing tug-of-war with what little cloth was left. His nails suddenly getting thicker- the translucency being lost to a milky white coloration as they get sharper and longer, turning into claws! What... the hell was happening to him?? Tess frantically looked around the hall and found his potion beside the table... on the floor. "Y-you nitwit! You drank my potion! Yours fell off the damn table. Damn things are always in rounded cylinders... you can't stand them up and they roll around easy." "The top isn't." "Huh?" She looked at the vial, then slowly turned it upside down- realizing the stopper at the top has a flat head, and you could in fact stand the vial up- upside down. "Oh. Well... I hadn't thought of that." "Wait... why would your potion make my dick huge?" She shook her head. "Maybe the alchemist got MY order wrong? The potion was supposed to turn me into a dragon, to see things from their perspective in preparation for the cultural exchange meeting. But... obviously it would turn me into a female dragon so... definitely no dicks involved..." He groaned rather desperately, shaking his hips trying to find space that didn't exist. Seeing his desperation, Tess quickly tossed her bag onto the couch and rushed to him, getting down on her knees beside him to try and figure out how to free him. The button on jeans is sort of shaped like a T- and the top was wedged into the cloth too tightly to be moved. She grabbed the waist of his pants managing to wedge her fingers under it. She pulled forward as far as she could. "Bend over." He bent forward, with her gripping the front, holding it just enough forward that his testicles don't get strangled to death- while less-sensitive the bulge in the back does, and causes the seams to explode! Now with the seat of his pants destroyed- there is enough slack that she can pull the button out and he quickly yanks his pants off completely! His underpants however have a similar problem- though less pressing since the cloth can flex much more. His balls completely fill the front on their own, but his cock flicked out of the opening... the two parts of his genitals are yanking in two different directions, trapping his underpants on. He cannot get them off without pulling his cock in first and it's too big to do that. It isn't strangling his balls at least. His vertebrae multiply, forming calcium jelly cylinders before hardening into new segments, slowly extending his spine into the chubby cone of muscle over his butt... giving him a tail. Claws and tail... that matched a dragon at least. Did they mix up and give Tess a male dragon transformation tonic instead of female? Ironic her boyfriend ended up the one drinking it, then. His cock looked reddened and the veins a deep bruise-purple, now that his girlfriend was here the beast was finally starting to angle upward, which made him light-headed because it was stealing blood meant for the rest of his body, depriving his brain of oxygen. She grabbed the base of his cock with a wry smile and tugged him down by it like it was a handle, to get him onto the floor with her. "Well, since you have this thing anyway- might as well use it." "I need to drink more of your potions..." "Pff, you dumbass." He sat down on the soft, spongy carpet of the living room just behind the couch as his cock finally stands fully upright, pointing to the roof. It went from being the size of the length of his hand to being the length of his entire arm from fingertip to elbow. Heck, it was about the same girth as his wrist is too. Some of the veins toward the base project so far off the surface, they are as fat around as a pencil! His helmet shaped glans are so large it fills her entire hand just on its own as she grips the end of his cock as if to lean on it like a cane! She uses her other hand to pull her panties off from under her knee-length skirt, spinning them on a finger teasingly before tossing them over his head. She steps forward and steadies the behemoth member before sliding herself down on it. Or, trying to anyway. That is a bit much. Seeing the mutant cock turned her on fast enough too, and between the marble-sized ball of pre already perched perfectly at the top of his cock and the drool her hungry pussy was already building up, she was able to roll her plump pussy lips over the stiff head and polish it to a mirror-shine almost instantly. The rounded head parted her pussy easily enough, but then she hums in nervous pleasure and rocks her hips a bit while easing herself slowly onto it, rolling her pussy to inch it in as easily as possible without trying to force a specific direction that might hurt. But, tension went up when she was only halfway down the glans alone. She paused at the bottom- the corona is wider than most of the head, pulling the head into its characteristic helmet shape, but the broad rim was a challenge for her pussy to swallow. She held the shaft steady with one hand and squirmed her hips in a circle trying to wedge it in. Of course- the head is the most sensitive part anyway, so Drake was already panting in bliss without her even needing to go any further. This caused him to largely ignore the pleasant, soft pulses in his tail- and the fact that it was getting bigger with each one. Her pussy actually made a quiet *plunk* sound as the head abruptly pops into her, finally sunk in enough that it could flare wide again past the muscle ring that holds it closed. Now it was much easier to slide the rest in- the glans are twice as wide as the shaft. It pushes her pubic mound wide open, stretching all the flesh taught, dragging the pleasure receptors close together, closer to the surface. Her clit pops out of its hood from lack of room. The bulge travels further up! Now one hand on her pussy, palm over her clit, she uses the other to feel the bulge travelling up her body! Upper crotch, then stomach! Stopping just under her belly button! Every inch of space taken up in her vaginal passage! Drake winces at a strange pressure in his feet, trying to just endure it silently as to not interrupt Tess bouncing on the meat staff. Wet grinding and dull, muffled pops as bones rapidly grow and shift in his feet! It feels like someone pushing up and inward on either side of both his feet- but it is his foot itself. Two toes on either side are growing into one another, merging into a single huge toe instead. This causes the end of his feet to look like they are angling inward, because his feet are growing on the sides only, then as the unified nails enlarge into claws- the middle toe expands greatly, causing the overall foot to even out again. His feet are also getting freakishly long though... most dragons have digitigrade hind legs- their ankles do not touch the ground. Neither of them noticed his fingers becoming webbed. Because the tissue between the fingers is relatively thin, the feeling of growth was negligible, and it was more like the flesh from each finger sort of fused together and stretched between. Though, this was also a bit odd because she didn't choose an aquatic species so why would his hands be webbed in the first place? His thighs suddenly bulged with muscle, as changes echoed up from his deforming feet. His inner thighs and crotch suddenly almost as veiny as the shaft of his cock. His balls audibly gurgle and the right enlarges even more, then the left a second later! Now the size of an ostrich egg each- now his underpants were groaning. The veins on his shaft pull rock hard, then Tess makes a few panicked sounding gasps and grabs the back of the couch beside her quickly! She is slowly starting to stand up... but the same amount of cock is inside of her. The dick is growing AGAIN, and she was already bottomed out! "N-nope. I can't... wait, let's switch." Drake was too delirious at this point to even question what she was doing. It felt like he was getting an erection in spite of very clearly already having one. The blood rushes into the shaft, stretches it bigger, then the blood pressure eases of thanks to the increased size, but then his heart throbs and it fills too tight again, stretching even bigger. So, he continued to be at the point of fully erect without ever fully reaching it- this also helped him edge himself, since the pleasure was already good enough for him to have blown like ten seconds into her trying to shove the head in. Tess actually had problems taking it back out- the corona again is flared so wide INSIDE of her that it caught trying to exit too! Like her pussy was trying to turn an umbrella inside out, the corona needed to bend up for it to finally pop out, and then quickly flicks back into place. It looked different now. What had been almost unnoticeably tiny bumps on the surface of the corona were now quite large- almost looking like little cones or... spikes, but, not really sharp. That also confused Tess. That... isn't something dragons have. Slipping her middle and ring finger into her pussy with one hand now to work herself over- Tess instead sits on the dick, and with a bit less effort- swallows the cockhead into her butt instead. Less pleasure receptors back there, but much more room, and at this point the dick is so huge it partially collapses her vaginal passage through the lining between the two holes anyway. Tess drops much lower than what would have been possible in her pussy, then rocks forward, pushes, and rocks back- using what little flex the cock still has to take one of the turns in her intestines! She goes cross eyed, shivering from the feeling of the giant pillar of meat wedging itself even deeper into her guts, like it was about to penetrate her stomach from the exit-only path. So this is what a sock puppet feels like with someone's hand shoved into them. His dick is so gigantic it dictates her movements- when it bucks, she bows. Drake was just trying to make sense of the changes in his body- his feet are very long now, broadening only at the very ends to support the huge claws. His thighs were looking oddly... glossy? The skin felt stiff. It almost felt like someone spilled paint on his skin and it was starting to dry. Keratin levels in the flesh were going up... giving his flesh a consistency more akin to a fingernail. Then the raised keratin levels creates enough expansion in the tissue that it lifts up, layering over one another, as it sections off into subtle plates... dragon scales. His claws lengthen even further, curling and becoming narrower as they lengthen- looking more like talons than claws. To facilitate this, he develops large, plump pads on the underside of his toes to carry him on. Cushioning his foot-falls as well as holding the tips of his talons far enough off the ground that they do not dull against it. He grows a claw off his ankle too, but it is more like a bone spur- it is not a digit, just a lone claw. Underwear's threads straining, the elastic band in the waist snaps- luckily the cloth containing it prevents it from whipping either of them when it breaks. His tail escaped the leg on the left, but is growing so big it's ripping the left leg upward. Soon his balls start to tear the opening on the front lower and lower- his shaft acting as an anchor point to prevent any of the cloth from getting tugged down. The balls rip the front and the tail rips the side and back at almost the same time, causing his underpants to explode off him, reduced to scrap cloth. His tail now as long as his legs and still growing! He groans out several almost-words, too lost in the haze of pleasure and hormones to actually warn Tess. The feeling of perpetual erecting enters his groin again. His cock starts growing even bigger!! Tess notices quickly enough, planting her feet more firmly against the floor wondering if she needs to bail again- but his dick is getting narrower now, it's not growing overall- its only getting longer. And so instead of ram into her guts and break her; it bends with them, squirming back and forth following the many contours of her intestinal lining to make her even more impossibly full with his heavy meat. The dick grows in slow lurches. Hotter, tighter, then longer and longer, then looser, relaxing, then tightening again to repeat the process. Each surge putting it another inch deeper into her. Tess attempts to reposition her feet and accidentally nudges his balls, going wide-eyed at realizing his testicles are each the size of a medicine ball at this point!! Dragons don't even have external balls! What the fuck is this potion actually doing?? His balls rock one, and then the other, rolling in the scrotum up to tap his crotch, then the other, before bouncing off and rolling back to the bottom of the scrotum for the other to take its turn. The right ball always seemed to be the first to roll up- though they both roll back down at almost the same time. "Hoooh! I... I'mmmmnnngh~" He didn't need to finish that statement anyway- Tess could feel by how frantically the veins were drumming tight, he was hitting his limit. Perhaps not on growth, but at least in pleasure. She had already hit two orgasms just trying to train his beast to sit before the end grows out of her mouth. Tess was bracing for a jet of fluid to flash-inflate her to a nine-months-pregnant figure in record time, but it actually did not feel like that much. Huh. Balls are just for show? Or maybe they aren't transformed enough to be working up to speed. It was a bigger load than any human, but not really what you'd expect with someone whose testicles are almost as big as their torso. Tess could not pull off him- or at least did not want to risk it- he was so deep inside of her she might rip her guts out along with it, so she let it go soft and recall itself while she just knelt onto her knees again, the top curve of his balls patting her butt as they do a few more laps in the scrotum. When his dick recalled itself it popped inside the foreskin, but then the shaft sort of bunched up into itself, creating a second point where it folded, creating a sort of pseudo-sheath from the thick folds of skin at the base of the cock. Drake slowly got up onto his very different legs. The scales currently only cover his thighs, knees, and the fronts of his shins only. On his inner legs the scales are the same peach tone his skin already was, while on the outsides it is a non-lustrous deep pink-peach. Almost magenta, but not quite. Because his feet are now very long but his shins are no shorter; he is very tall. Drake was already a half foot taller than Tess, now her head is only level with the center of his chest. He complains to Tess that the tail is still pulsing with growth every few seconds- already longer than his legs are, and just as thick as his newly beefed up thighs. The tail seems squishy and wobbly- but when he actually tenses it to move it, all the squishy mass tightens revealing its mostly just solid muscle. Tess just smiled and shrugged, putting her hands up on his chest. "Well, you can't leave the house till this wears off, but, I don't have any complaints. Worth having to get another potion for myself, hehe." She pokes his nipples... they look a bit pink. Weren't they diffused red before? They are also very erect, even the areola are looking a bit puffy. She presses in on the stiff nubs and then rolls them around like joysticks, making him moan. "Woah, that feels good, huh?" "Y-yea. Never like that before..." Yea, male nipples have equal number pain and pleasure receptors- while female nipples have a very low pain receptor count. His breathing increases again slowly as she massages his chest, flicking and rubbing over the nipples and areola. And a heat grows in his chest... before two circles of fat grow over his pectoral muscles! Both Tess' eyes and smile widen in curiosity and surprise, now focusing her massages. Plumper, bigger, heavier. Heavy enough that the bottoms start to round out, the tops start to slope, drooping into a tear-drop shape from both the front and side angle. A cups, B cups, then Cs as they fill Tess' hands! By now they are big enough that Drake has figured out what is happening from his first-person perspective of the gradual slopes. "W-wait what... why..? S-stop, you are making it worse!" He went to grab one of her hands away but she just furrows her brow and slaps his hand away like he was scolding a kid. "You'd change into the same thing regardless of what I did. They are just changing now because of the stimulus. You'd have gotten them regardless of what order it was applied." "B-but WHY? Dragon's don't have breasts!" "They don't have external balls, or cocks that stay out when flaccid, either. It was supposed to be a FEMALE dragon transformation potion. Because a male drank it- it is getting confused and not working properly, your biology doesn't match what the potion is supposed to be working with. Female dragons don't have breasts, but female humans do. The female aspect of the potion, but not the dragon- caused you to grow breasts. Female dragon doesn't have a penis- so it applied some dragon traits to your genitals but otherwise sort of just gave up and left you with what you already had, because the target isn't supposed to even have one in the first place. I don't think the potion will even be able to transform you fully- because whatever aspects of you are too male will just be ignored. So you are probably only going to half-transform." She glances down at a feeling of something brush her leg and spots his enormous tail aimlessly writhing around. His boobs now D cups, still swelling toward Es- he now will not be able to look down at his own legs. Tits block his view. "Great... not human or dragon- a freak to either side." "Yea well, an excuse for you to stay home and snuggle~" "Tess I- nngh... something..." "Huh?" He took a step back and his knee cap popped loudly causing him to flinch in surprise and bend over, but as soon as he did several vertebrae in his back popped in rapid fire! He grabbed the back of the couch to brace himself and he groaned before his bones started to pop, click, and crack entirely on their own! You could hear his tissue itself strain- his entire body is growing! Dragons are typically a lot bigger than humans. Like, by a lot. Tess is hoping that is part of his transformation the potion decides to skip... because that will make hiding him till it wears off a lot more complicated. "Ff-f-ff-fffuuuck. How much will I..? Hands... wrong?" He shakily lifted a hand wondering what the hell was happening to it. He assumed the same thing that happened to his feet would also happen to his hands... and that is what SHOULD have happened, but the potion was supposed to be in a woman, so it ain't working correctly. Instead of growing wings on his back, the potion is skipping forelegs and turning his arms into wings instead!! Pinky, ring, and middle fingers longer and longer, the webbing between becoming thicker and more leather-like. His index and thumb however simply became larger overall, but otherwise retained their structure. His muscles seemed to contract against his will, yanking his arms down to his sides almost causing him to stumble forward onto his face since he was holding the couch for support. When he is able to yank them away again- it pulls flesh out from his side! The sides of his chest and the upper part of his midriff area fused to his lengthening arms and hands, stretching into a gradual arch between the two! His arms get much longer but for the most part retain their structure- his three fingers and the hand they link to change a lot, forming instead into the frame of the draconic wings. As the skin thickens it gains a full coat of scales across the backs of his wings- but the undersides remain smooth flesh. He stomps forward to get his balance and you can hear numerous items around the house rattle from the impact. Tess' head only as high as his lower midriff now! The living room isn't even large enough for him to fully open either wing- he would touch both walls while the wings are only half open. His tail is now three times the length of his actual body and just as girthy as his torso itself, though it seems to have finally stopped growing. It is covered in scales but not all of equal measure. The scales on the top of the tail are partially calcified, making them almost like the scutes of a crocodile or turtle. All of his scales are diamond shaped, but on the back of the tail only they project out slightly, almost looking like a slender diamond from the side-angle as well as top-down. On the sides of the tail the scales lay a bit flatter, are the same size, but just compressed keratin. Then on the underside of the tail the scales are much smaller and more numerous, with the tensile strength of a fingernail. So, hard, but not hard enough to stop a sword blade. Drake falls forward, catching himself on the knuckles of his wings, so he doesn't unintentionally flatten Tess under himself. She steps forward to pet the membrane of his wings out of curiosity. She is surrounded by her boyfriend on all but one side, she can feel the heat radiating off his wings. Rapid cellular growth- creates a lot of unneeded heat. It looks funny, seeing such an otherwise masculine form- with a pair of E cups wobbling off his chest. Er... actually, not really Es anymore. They grew proportionally with the rest of him, so... they were Es when the rest of him was 'human-sized', it is anyone's guess what they are now. About the size of a medium beach ball- squashed into an oblong shape. If one tit fully swung into Tess, it might be heavy enough to completely knock her to the floor. The couple had to re-arrange their living room, shoving the couch against the door to the study to make room, pushing the table to the opposite corner, clearing as much floor space as possible for Drake to lay down on the carpet. He is big enough currently that if he attempted to sit on the couch- the legs of the couch would explode out from under it. They cuddled up, Drake covering her with a wing like a blanket and they attempted to watch TV to calm down. But... they both made the incorrect assumption he was done transforming. The potion isn't working properly, so the transformation is also stuttered and taking longer than it is supposed to. "Hrmn... hot." "Hm?" "Feel feverish. Bit dizzy... are you sure the p-nnngh." He squirmed around. He had been half on his side, half facing down- with Tess wedged under the half of him that is partially propped up, but now he fully rolls onto his side, getting off of Tess. His genitals start to squirm around on their own- his balls slowly starting to do asymmetrical laps in his scrotum again. They give a sudden, mighty clench, holding for several seconds- and with a loud, deep gurgle, they both expand still larger!! Afraid he might squash Tess, he abruptly rolls onto his back! With his genitals wobbling around in a pile in his crotch, their growth is even more pronounced. Tess is still confused about that. Why is his junk getting bigger? If anything they should have gotten a little draconic and that is it. Why are they growing? It is not like a female dragon has particularly big genitals. Like, you would think his junk would stay the same size when the rest of him grew, and even out. But no... they are still as giant to his new form as they were previously- which means Tess stands zero chance of riding his member now. His dick's head is bigger than her ACTUAL head. To sooth her giant, Tess climbs over his left thigh and climbs on top of his scrotum to get at the sleeping cock and rubs it gently. This only makes it grow at twice the speed though- now engorging with arousal and actually getting bigger at the same time. The coloration seems to have changed a bit now too. The Flesh at the base is the same, but as the inner skin unravels it reveals it is now much pinker in coloration. When fully unpacked the seam between the bottom and middle segments are only visible via the color fading between one and the other- there is no visible seam. The same is also true for his foreskin now- once his cock is fully erect it's invisible against the rest of the shaft except for a color fade. The pink middle gives way to a more reddened third section of the cock. The head an even deeper shade, while the corona is dark purple. His shaft gets gradually narrower the further down you go, before abruptly flaring at the glans again. When he is aroused, the bottom section stretches, pulling the fat creases of skin smooth before the middle section starts to emerge, stretch, and fatten, then the last section from that. So every time it looks like he is fully erect- another section shows itself to say 'no, we haven't run out of dick yet'. What at first look like bumps harden and inflate into bubbles, then stretch into rounded cones up his shaft! That much Tess recognizes from a normal dragon. Dragon have hemipene- two dicks. Each cock has two rows of these rounded spikes each, they rows run up either side of the primary artery along the 'spine' of the shaft as to not interrupt the blood flow. These stimulate both themselves and the female, rubbing up the front of the vaginal passage, closest to her two-headed clit. Males always ride on top. Their tails sort of make doggy-style a non-option, and female dragons are always bigger than the males so having the girl on top is generally a bad idea. Thanks to the malfunctioning potion- Drake's penis is longer than a normal dragon, he still only has one, and he still has human shaped glans. Actual dragon dicks are relatively short, and instead tremendously thick. When they clench, they pull in toward one another- hugging the female on the inside. Their penises are also prehensile- similar to a cetacean phallus- which is how he unintentionally managed to trace the inside of her guts last time without simply impaling her. Drake discovers it is prehensile on accident- it curls away from Tess afraid of hurting her with the behemoth member, but then her touch causes it to curl back toward her in pleasure. He unintentionally gave her a halo of dick meat. It is so big compared to her now that he could wrap it fully around her body three times before he ran out of shaft. And it is still growing! His balls audibly gurgle and make deep, muffled squelches as they churn. He feels incredibly pent up and needing in a wave after his balls expand, and then the over-arousal sends a surge of pressure up his veins into his shaft, stretching it bigger than it is supposed to be able to get, then just as it starts to settle- another small burst of growth from the balls repeat the cycle. His entire body feels warm and stiff. Too tight, joints not sitting right. Pop. Click, crack, pop- bones re-set at their new size, his entire skeleton groaning as it enlarges even more! His tail now down the hall leading to the front door! His right leg at the start of the hall to the kitchen, his shoulders up to the far end of the couch on the other side of the living room- putting his head only four feet from the wall. He could not even attempt to open his wings even partially at this point- he can touch both walls just with his partially spread arm length. But his genitals. They are growing even faster than the rest- and when the rest once again stops... they do not. Each testicle as big as Tess herself- she kneels on the scrotal flesh between the two spheres like it was a hammock. She climbs onto his cock, wrapping her arms and legs on the shaft like someone attempting to climb a tree! Drake curls it down, bringing the head to hers to prevent her from hurting herself by trying to scale the beast. She can feel the tiny surges of growth as heat and tension firing up from his crotch. In taking its more tapered shape- the urethral bulge on his cock is quite pronounced. The outward brim of the dick's helmet shaped glans is even more pronounced now that it is bordered by the rigid spikes. The spikes up the shaft are as sensitive as the glans too- well, they sort of ARE the glans on a dragon cock. There is no 'head' on an actual dragon's penis, the spikes are the glans. Just like the 'spiral' on a pig penis is its glans, and the knot on a canine penis is its glans. That means the pleasure receptors are plentiful in them. They are quite hard for just being skin and blood pressure- they are about as hard as the rubber of a car tire. The slowly growing cock bent into an S shape to meet her almost looks like some strange sort of serpent on its own. She kisses the head, but her mouth can barely cover the urethral opening- never mind the whole head. The head of the cock flares almost as wide as her entire rib cage, and it is still slowly enlarging! She grabs the broad corona and puts each of her fingers between a different set of flesh-spikes, to grip the spongy flesh of the purpled corona. Her crotch is still fully resting on the first curve of dick- toward the base, with her legs dangling off low enough that her feet still brush his crotch below. Drake's moans become higher pitched as he loses his thoughts to the arousal again. It makes Tess cock and eyebrow though- and glance past the corona to see more than his voice changing. His lips getting plump and vibrant. Adam's apple less pronounced, more pronounced cheek bones, narrower jaw... Drake is starting to look like a woman! Well... at least his genitals are very much masculine. Short swept back gold-brown hair becomes longer and longer, tickling his neck before cascading over his shoulders, pooling over his collar against the slope of his large breasts. Still has one more set of ribs than a woman. His voice very much changed to that of a woman- no mistaking those moans for any sound a man would even be able to produce. He throws his head back though, the lightheadedness and feverish feeling whiting out his thoughts entirely now. His forehead bulges strangely, enlarging and sectioning off! Dots of discolored skin appear on his upper face... wait, no, skin getting glossy- he is developing scales on his forehead and the bridge of his nose, but nowhere else. This exiles the hair from his eyebrows, which is instead replaced by bone spurs emerging through the skin. Tiny on his inner brow, but getting bigger and gradually more curved the further out- till they instead end at his temples where two huge crescent shaped horns erupt, pointing backward! The other two bulges above that at the edge of his hairline erupt another two horns- but these angle more up, and are only very slightly curved back. He lets out another girly cry, in distressed confusion, but this only causes his neck's popping to be even louder- echoing out of his open mouth! His neck starts to get longer and more flexible! Bone spurs emerge from his collar bone, creating a half-circle of spikes to guard the bottom of his neck. Scales develop on the back of the neck, then fade on the sides, leaving the front just naked flesh still. His midriff is longer now too, but not quite as drastic a change as his neck lengthening. Tess is distracted from watching the show from around the edge of the glans, when she feels something shove up against her pussy! It is his urethra! Making an odd, hollow sound, his urethra expands greatly starting from deep inside of him, up his taint, behind his balls, up the entire length of shaft! Even for how rediculously huge his cock has become- the urethra is now disproportionally large. Like, she could shove both her arms into his urethra with minimal resistance. She might be able to squirm her entire body INSIDE of his cock if she really wanted. On most of its length- the urethra is as big around as the shaft itself, almost looking like two cocks fused together. There is nothing IN the urethra though- so it is easy to squish inward, not nearly as rigid as the shaft itself. Tess ducks, putting her face to the cock below the head, afraid of getting her head blown clear off by the explosion of fluid on its way! Though his balls make deep *whoosh* sounds like rapidly churning fluid... his load is unusually small compared to the size of the genitals producing it. Huge bursts of fluid erupt from the shaft but the orgasm ends relatively quickly. Because of how absurdly wide his urethra is, rather than fire the fluid out in powerful streams it ejects in giant gobs. Tess furrows her brow at the mess it fired over her onto the floor as well. It is... clear. That was just from his prostate... that isn't actually cum. It was a full orgasm though- the penis immediately becomes weak and his control over its movement wanes as it deflates slowly again. But... she can hear the contents of his giant balls swirling around in there. They ARE full, so then why didn't any of it come out? None of what he just shot actually came from his balls. Drake doesn't even have a chance to dwell on his now feminine appearance or how insanely large his genitals now are before he passes out from exhaustion. Tess just lets him rest, climbing onto his crotch to curl up and nap too. His genitals alone are large enough to completely eclipse the halls leading out of the room. Drake cannot leave the room obviously because of his size, but even Tess cannot leave the room either without shoving a wall of ball sack out of the way first. Drake is unable to sleep long unfortunately- and not just because he generally cannot sleep on his back. His dreams reflected his confusion in the real world, being a disjointed mess of transformations into various parts from various animals, wondering why he is changing or what he is even changing into. His breaking a lamp is what woke him up, and he realizing the feeling of transformation in his dream was because he is actually changing again in the real world! Or... growing at least. He at first tried to sit up, which only resulted in him smashing his head on the roof hard enough to rattle the entire top floor from the impact. There is no longer enough room in the living room for him to even sit up in. Tail and left leg down the front hall, right leg in the hall to the kitchen; balls divided on the corner between the two halls and big enough to completely block the openings. His slumbering cock twice as big as Tess is while fully packed away! Drake smashing his head on the roof woke her up, and she almost fell off his side, forgetting where she had gone to sleep. "Tess! Still.... growing! I... I can't stop, what do we do?!" "Uh... w-well, nothing. There isn't anything we CAN do. I mean, you can't even move. There is no antidote for this- it is just meant to wear off." Drake's head speared the wall behind him on accident with his four horns- luckily the TV is to his left, far enough to evade the chaos so far. His neck buckled- body growing bigger, pushing neck further. His head starts to slide up the wall, dragging four trenches through it since he cannot pull the horns back out, then bumped the roof! Wings crossed over herself against the roof- elbows touch either wall. Front hall left-side wall now groaning against his tail, trying to share the passage with his leg, but there really is not enough room for both. Good thing they don't have a basement or he would have already gone through the floor. His knees push against the roof- but he cannot straighten his legs anymore; his feet are at the end of either hallway- he can feel the end of the island counter in the kitchen against the pads of his toes. Tess scrambles up his body as his knees get shoved through the roof. She slides under his wings to sit between his huge tits- even if they get compressed into something, his boobs have a lot of 'give', so they're the safest shelter. At this point each boob two or three times Tess' entire body mass. Drake shakes his head. "N-no, not again... they can't...they can't keep..." Tess follows his worried gaze to his balls against the corner in time to hear them gurgle from a powerful long-held clench... and start growing, independently from the rest of him, which is also still growing. The balls touch both walls and the floor and roof all at the same time! Then with a bang the thin boards of the outer wall rupture. His testicles slam against the actual support beams inside the walls and make them groan. Running out of room faaaaaast. Why is his junk so fucking big though? Like, even if the rest of him was still regular human sized, his balls would still be the size of a giant beach-party sized beach ball. Currently with his whole being so damn huge- each testicle is big enough that he could drop one on a car and crush it flat like an empty tin can. With a single ball. Entire head through the roof- oh hey, the upstairs closet. Knees through the roof, walls creak against his leg and tail, his balls bursting through the siding of the hall already. A sudden surge of pressure- his vision turns blue for a moment from the pressure behind his eyes. His balls clench again and swell in a massive surge, and then his entire body follows! The entire length of the front hall- so most of the front of the entire house gets exploded outwards, the wall behind his neck explodes out, allowing it to un-curl, so he can pull his head out from upstairs. Drake turns onto his side to try and squirm out but the growth surge keeps surging, so his back slams into the roof before he can slip out. Up through the floor of the second level of the building, furniture from the top floor raining down around him into the ruins of the first. Walls break around him now feeling like they were made of cardboard- just because he is so large in comparison. Drake gets onto all fours to brace himself but by then his back and then head hit the roof of the second floor and he erupts out of the top of their home, exploding the entire front half of the building apart around him, demolishing it on both levels! Of course this poses a problem for him trying to lay low till the potion runs out because the entire neighborhood heard his house fucking explode. Everyone rushes out of their homes, piling into the street in confusion to watch the growing form. Female dragons are larger than males... and Drake had been dosed with a female dragon's transformation. The weight of his giant breasts pull them forward and together- clapping together tightly enough that Tess remains wedged in his cleavage even when he is on all fours and thus his chest is facing straight down. His bones pop and clack all over his body every so often as he grows bigger and bigger. His balls are still growing faster than the rest though! His legs lift up off the ground, forcing most of his weight onto his wing knuckles, which does not feel good. His balls are taller than his legs are long!! He is forced to shove himself back, so he can sit up with his balls in front of himself, then spreads his wings out to try and cover as much of them as possible from everyone gawking in confusion. Actually... the fact he was made womanly looking works in his favor in this case- no one is going to think it is him unless Tess speaks his name. Fat rolls of flesh that contain his cock are now so wide you could park a horse carriage inside of it. Tess jumps out from between his boobs and lands on his giant balls since it is more stable ground... though that causes his cock to slowly wake up again, lazily. So big now he could hold Tess in his two-digit hands at the crook of his wings! His tail is so giant it runs most of the length of their street. His balls gurgle rather aggressive and Drake groans. Something... feels upset. Pent up. Too much, need release. Dick drooling pre before it even fully unravels. It is even thicker now! The urethra so fucking enormously wide it wobbles off the bottom of the cock separate from the motion of the rest. The opening on the head doesn't even close anymore- it's so big and gaped so wide a full adult human could casually just walk inside of his cock. Each testicle almost the size of a small home on its own- now having grown so big compared to the rest of him he cannot even encompass them with his wings to hide them- his arms are not long enough. He lets of a feminine roar, though it is fierce and echoed by a crackling roar, like a forest fire. His balls clench hard- but are so big their rocking back against him almost knocks him over! His dick lurches, spitting a blast of pre. It does not fully erect anymore- it hangs in a lazy forward arch, caught between arousal and pleasure and the many confused eyes on him, and the fact he just demolished most of their house. Something hard collides with the muscle wall of his pelvic floor, then a muscle in the base of his cock reflexively clenches- but the object was already too far in, so rather than shut the object out- it forcefully shoves it up INTO the shaft!! A giant bulge appears in the base of his cock! "O-oh no, I was afraid of this, c'mon, easy does it!!" Tess runs along the top of his balls to gently massage the bulge, trying to help it up. The bulge travels up the shaft- prostate still erupting giant gobs of pre, which back up and shove against the bottom of the huge object, helping to force it up the shaft. In spite of how obscenely huge the urethra already is- this object still taxes its abilities. The urethral opening on the glans opens, drools, then spreads even wider, stretching the entire glans wider to try and keep up with as the object gets to the end! Stretching, drooling, stretching more, then *pop*. A dragon egg the size of a van rolls over his balls and clunks against the sidewalk. Tess looks nervously back at Drake. "Oooh, that... is not good." "Wuh...? What... what the fuck... is happening?" "That... isn't a urethra anymore. It is a vaginal passage. You ran out of cum a while ago. The potion mutated your genitals to be partially female- on the inside, while still male on the outside. The reason they mutated so big was because of that hybridization." "O-oh-hoOH, wai- wait wait!!" He shivered at the sensation as another egg hit his pelvic floor and was reflexively shoved up into the base of his cock! Drake breathlessly asks how many eggs he is going to have to lay, and Tess nervously just tells him it will be fine- once he reverts he won't have to worry about it ever again. Buuut, the transformation was supposed to last for a full day. Which you'd think, oh well okay- that is only a bit over a half a day left. Except the transformation also took longer than it was supposed to. Soooo.... does it start counting when the transformation started, or when it ended? Because if it doesn't start counting till it completed- he still has a full 24 hours of this. Because that is the other issue. The eggs aren't going to stop... ever. Until he reverts and can no longer make them- he will just keep making them. Females have a set number of eggs pre-loaded into them. They are released on a cycle to spread them out. But he isn't really a female. Men do not really store sperm; they are mass-produced on the fly. The potion's mutations on his genitals caused half his sperm to turn into egg cells... which then causes the other half to fertilize the eggs, which then forces him to birth them. But then he makes more sperm, which causes another half to turn into eggs and the other half to fertilize them. So not only is he birthing eggs endlessly- these are fertilized eggs. These can potentially hatch. The result would basically be an infantile clone of his half-dragon self. Of course; they still develop at the speed of a normal dragon egg so... just don't let them develop. Dragon egg omelets for the entire city. His fat tail wedged under his balls, gently massaging them. Tess walking along the tops of the balls massaging the stretched, drooling shaft. Sitting on his butt, legs smothered by scrotum, and wings being used to prop him into a sitting position. Pretending to be Tess' cousin from out of town, experiencing a critically failed experiment. No one ever did find out it was Drake the whole time. He eventually turned back a full day later- awkwardly. The shift back was faster than the shift into- but he needed to scramble into the remains of the house before he became recognizable, and the change still wasn't exactly instant. Selling the gargantuan eggs off helped pay for the repairs to their halved house. Tess had fun and kind of learned a bit about dragons anyway, even though she was not the one transformed like she originally intended. Drake... well, he never said he enjoyed it, but he also never said he did not enjoy it. And he did develop a thing for urethral sounding afterwards, so.