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Today was a decent day for an outing. While it wasn’t the best day as far as weather, the sky was clear and the temperature was right where you’d want it. Even with the colder breeze, it was comfortable and cozy to be out and about among the city streets. Zack was waiting for a day like this to roam around close to home, having visited and seen most of the area surrounding where he lived, except for this last part. Always wanting for an adventure, this seemed like a rather safe one to enjoy for the day. Zack was wearing his normal attire for being out and about, just a normal t-shirt and jeans. More casual clothes there were more comfortable suited the wolf’s tastes, even if it was sometimes hard to find pants that weren’t very snug around his waist and crotch. It was pretty obvious he was packing, even if he didn’t really mean to show it off that much. It didn’t bother him though, usually doing what he could to get his way one way or another if someone did seem to notice or ask about that. Usually comments were about his fur, the cream color on his front clashing with the grey everywhere else, with the outermost parts of him having a striking dark brown instead. As he walked along the sidewalk, checking out the various stores and businesses through the area, something felt just a tad bit off to him. It was like there was a certain charge in the air, something he was familiar with feeling when there was something magical close by. Even in the modern world, there was still magic and monsters, though very rare. It was something he had always had a sense for from as long as he could remember. The wolf’s fur standing a bit on end, he looked around a bit, seeming to be drawn in one specific direction, turning the corner and walking a few steps before seeing a rather large storefront, and one that seemed rather old. It had a sign on it that read “Knick Knacks - Antiques - Collectables”, but it seemed very dusty and worn, as if it had been there a long time. But there was no mistaking it, the feeling was coming from something that was inside, and something that Zack was very curious to see. Slowly going toward the door, he noticed a few more signs in the windows. “SALE - Going out of business! - LAST CHANCE”. It seemed it wouldn’t be open for much longer… Maybe there would be something nice to find before the store closed, besides just figuring out where the anxious feeling was coming from. The wolf slowly moved to step inside, pulling the door open wide and going to look around slowly, seeing lots of shelves full of all sorts of items. “Welcome, welcome! I don’t think I’ve seen you here before. Please, have a look around, let me know if anything sparks your interest!” Behind the counter of the place was an older mouse, seemingly very excited to have a customer as he gave a wave to the wolf, then slowly went back to a book he had laying open on the counter, reading through it slowly. “Thank you, I’ll do that.” Zack smiled a bit at the shop owner before slowly going to look over some of the shelves. There was the usual fare you expect in a place like this, all sorts of different antiques and ornate pieces. Lots of vases, pottery, other kinds of art and knick knacks. Moving past to the next shelf, several old dolls and other things were on the shelves, all seemingly old and probably with some sentimental value to someone with the right eye. None of the items so far called out to the wolf, and he slowly passed over most of the items, moving past some of the shelves and toward a much larger display case, closed off with glass and showing off a number of different, older looking books, scrolls and other things. Zack guessed that these were supposed to be the more impressive or expensive items, and seeing by some of the price tags he was definitely right about that. He was definitely not going to be paying an exorbitant price for an old journal from someone many years ago with how some of these items were listed… He slowly passed by that case, seeing another one next to it, not nearly as tall, and with a few things on top of it. Seeming to contain mostly jewelry and other fine items, Zack suddenly stopped for a second, his fur jolting on end in a single moment as his eyes landed on something in the middle of that case. Slowly going to lean down a bit, he saw what looked like some sort of puzzle or something, disassembled with the pieces on display in a small wooden box. It seemed like an old jewelry case of some sort, and the item was several pieces that seemed to slide together by the looks of it, deep red in color. There was no doubting it, with the feeling he was getting, that was the magical artifact that had drawn him in… He had a feeling the old mouse didn’t know what it was, considering it was priced at only $10. Anything with this sort of residual magic in them, or any magical item for that matter, would be worth a much higher price than that. Slowly going to move away from the case a bit, he gives a slight wave toward the attendant with a smile. “Would you mind if I bought this here from the case? The wooden box with the heart-shaped puzzle in it?” The shop owner looked up from his book with a smile, giving a slight nod as he moved to grab a key and come from behind the counter, moving toward the case. “Of course! I acquired that piece from a fellow who was trying to sell some of his inventory as his shop went out of business. Unfortunately, it’s a bit hard to keep an antique shop above water it seems…” He moved toward the case, slowly going to open it and picking up the wooden box, walking back toward the counter and setting it in front of the register as he smiled at Zack. “Feel free to look before you purchase!” Zack smiled and nodded at that, slowly going to look at the box a bit. He didn’t want to touch the box or activate anything about the artifact here, knowing that there was probably some sort of trigger to activate the magic that was stored within, so he just looked around it some, seeing if he could spy some sort of marker or indication of what it was and why it might have anything magical about it. But after a moment of not seeing anything, he gave a nod to the shop owner. “I’ll take it, thank you.” As the wolf was getting out his wallet, the mouse slowly closed the box, getting a bag and slowly setting it inside and starting to ring up the register. Passing the few bills to cover the total, Zack took the bag with a smile and a nod. “Thanks again, have a good day!” “Thanks for your business.” The old mouse gave a wave as he turned back to his book, just as Zack was out of the store and already walking toward home, just a few blocks away. He wanted somewhere more discreet and safe to inspect the artifact to decide what to do with it, and luckily he only lived a few blocks from that specific store. Within a few moments, he was already at his front door and inside his own home, locking the door behind him and taking the bag with the artifact with him and straight toward his bedroom. With the door closed and in private once more, the first thing he did of course was to take off his clothes, quickly getting that shirt off and slipping down his pants, folding them and leaving them neatly on top of his dresser, but more importantly feeling much more comfortable while completely naked. He gave his heavy sheath and balls a soft rub, happy to feel them less confined once more as he then turned his attention to the bag. The first order of business would be to make sure that there were safeguards in place in case anything were to happen, going to grab a book off his dresser and slowly opening it to a bookmark. He had kept some of his favorite guides and spells marked for quick access, and had quickly turned toward a protection spell. After reviewing the entry for a moment, he slowly muttered a few words and touched his hand to his chest, seeing a very slight blue glow appear around him for a moment before dissipating, satisfied that he would be safe to handle the artifact now. Feeling more confident, Zack slowly reached into the bag and took hold of the box, moving the bag out of the way and setting the box on the bed. Again, his fur slightly stood on end while handling the box, but not as strongly as before. It seemed the box wasn’t part of the actual artifact, and it was just the heart puzzle inside… With a careful touch, he opened up the box again, getting much more of that sixth sense sending a chill down his spine as he revealed the puzzle again, dismantled and sitting inside the plush insides of the jewelry box. Taking a moment first to study each individual piece, the puzzle pieces themselves seemed to be made of a special sort of wood, carved particularly and sealed with some sort of resin so they would keep their shape. But the pieces had various slides along the sides of different sizes and shapes, making it so it could only go together one way, and had to be built in a specific order. Definitely something ornate, and maybe not specifically made to hold magic themselves, but repurposed to do so. If it were specifically a vessel for magic or purpose-made to be an artifact, a better, magically-conducive material would probably have been used. Still trying to be as careful as can be, as if handling a live bomb, the wolf carefully moved to pick up a piece, not feeling or noticing anything specific happening as it was handled. He seemed to check one side, noticing a slide that seemed similar to another, and started to fit the pieces together. It wasn’t a very difficult puzzle, and it was pretty easy to see which pieces were supposed to fit together, not just because of the unique slides for each piece but because of the curvature of the item, being in the shape of a heart. It only took him a few minutes to have the puzzle reassembled, save for one more piece. He wasn’t getting any specifically stronger feelings from the puzzle at this point, as if nothing had changed in the time he put it together. He didn’t think it was anything that was going to cause harm, no building of energy or magical release happening as it was being fit together. The safe thing would be to stop now, and find another expert or someone to appraise or help handle the artifact, but Zack’s adventurous nature and curiosity got the better of him. He couldn’t help but pick up the last piece, and slowly move to slide it into place with a slight grinding of each piece against each other, hearing a soft click of the pieces fitting together as it was complete. At first, nothing happened. A bit puzzled, which was concerning since he had just finished a puzzle, the wolf was slowly looking at the heart from this angle and that, not getting a good sense if something was supposed to happen. That slight chill on his spine and his fur standing on end seemed to dissipate a bit, as if the artifact was losing its magical charge or power, but nothing was happening. He was starting to guess that the pieces maybe were just enchanted to always ‘want’ each other, and would push someone to put it together, maybe with no real purpose. - “Well aren’t you a deary!” Zack almost jumped at suddenly hearing a voice behind him, his fur standing on end as he turned around quickly with his eyes wide, that magical sense suddenly rushing back as he was looking straight at a rather ethereal looking spirit, slightly transparent, but with a distinct pink glow. The voice was decidedly female, and the owner being this ghost, a very busty dragon who was already reaching out to slowly pet along Zack’s muzzle. “Thank you for releasing me, hunny!” The touch along his muzzle was real, and she could feel it, slowly brushing across almost like a breeze as she pulled back her hand. The wolf was still in a state of shock, surprised so suddenly and only now starting to truly observe and think of what was happening. There must have been a spirit trapped inside the puzzle, in pieces and only released once it was assembled… His curiosity had gotten the better of him, and he had released this ghostly dragon who was now in front of him, very close in front of him. “I didn’t know you were even there! Who are you?” Zack was still trying to get his bearings, his eyes looking up and down the ghost curiously. She had long, somewhat messy hair, and two large, thick horns coming out of her head, with a very specific draconic shaped muzzle. He could make out her scales just barely, her entire being seeming fuzzy and transparent, as if she was only just there and not fully real. She had a very curvy look to her, but one thing was certain, her breasts were huge and thick. Definitely eye catching. She didn’t seem to have legs, sort of merging together into a single whisp-like end to her body, much like other spirits and ghosts you might see in cartoons. “My name’s Rose, sweetie.” She had a very soft smile, the kind that was almost infectious as she slowly leaned forward a bit more, putting her muzzle very close to the wolf’s and chuckling a little as she whispered softly. “I’m the spirit of love and lust, and you have earned yourself a lovely reward for finally freeing me…” She was floating slowly sideways, going to put her hand on Zack’s shoulder a bit, as if to give it a soft rub as she hovered slower, and more on his left side. “A spirit of love and lust? I don’t think I’ve heard about that before…” Slightly lost in thought, trying to recall if there was anything he could remember about the subject, he was somewhat drawing blanks, as his attention was quickly brought away from him as he felt a hand slowly sliding down his chest and along his belly, suddenly feeling like being hugged from behind, if softly and by a slightly cold breeze. “Hey now, don’t start getting handsy!” “Aww, why not? You just look so lovely, I can’t help but touch… Don’t worry deary, I may be Rose, but I don’t have thorns!” Both of her hands were slowly sliding lower, getting closer to Zack’s crotch, and just softly rubbing over his lower belly, the wolf seemingly looking and seeing it happening, but still a bit puzzled as to why he couldn’t really feel it all that much, not seeming to move around much or really fight it at the moment. What he wasn’t paying attention to was the protection spell he had put on himself slowly being dismantled by those hands already grabbing at him. “Besides, I don’t think you mind… Right hun?” Zack was getting a bit flustered at those words, and saw the hands rubbing over his lower stomach a bit, getting closer to the fat sheath there. It even let out a slight throb, but he slowly moved to step away, turning around to see that same sultry smile being given to him. “I’ve never heard of a spirit named Rose in anything I’ve read, and I thought most spirits were well-known… How long have you been trapped in the puzzle?” “Deary me, aren’t you a curious one? You see this in front of you and that’s what you want to know?” She leaned in a bit closer, using her arms to slightly press her breasts together, pushing her chest out a bit as she said that and giving a slight chuckle at the end. “Believe me, hun. A Rose by any other name would not be nearly as sweet as me!” She couldn’t help but let out a slight chuckle from that, already moving closer again to the wolf, her wispy tail slowly moving lower to give just the slightest touch around those legs, her goal of getting rid of that protection spell just needing a few more finishing touches… “So, not very long then? You would have been discovered already if you had been in there long… Someone else would have already found you…” Zack’s curiosity was really getting the better of him, all of his thoughts wandering about the spirit and not really paying attention to what was going on around him. By the time he was really paying attention to what the spirit was doing, he let out a low huff as he felt that same, cold breeze across his sheath, seeing a hand slowly rubbing along it. “You’re really touchy aren’t you?” “You have no idea, hun.” The slightly sly smile being flashed to him from the spirit made him look a bit more closely, letting out a slight gasp as he realized what was going on. He saw that hand sinking into him, feeling a deep cold hitting his core and starting to spread as the spirit was rushing toward him quickly with a slight chuckle. He reached to grab at her, stop her, but couldn’t, his hands going straight through her as he saw more of the pink ghost pressing directly into him. The sensation of his body growing colder, of something almost implanting itself into his core and making him feel so chilled was intense. He felt dizzy, almost as if the room was spinning for a moment and his body was going frozen. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t speak, his voice catching as the last of the ghost was slowly pressing right into him, disappearing from his view as his breath suddenly let out, a slightly pink mist coming out with it, as suddenly he was just stuck. Zack still had all his senses. He could see, hear, feel and everything, but as that deep chill seemed to dissipate, he felt a sense of dread fall over him as his view shifted, looking up a bit more. He felt his hands move, saw his vision go back down to his body, and his lips open, hearing his own voice speaking… “Well, this just won’t do, deary! This body is hardly any fun…” His mind raced, in a panic. He was putting all of his effort and focus into trying to move his body, seeing his hands clench just slightly and struggle before relaxing without his wanting. He screamed inside his head, trapped in his own body as his own voice seemed to answer him. “Just relax and enjoy your reward, sweetie. You don’t have to be all upset and huffy!” The words did nothing to help Zack feel any better about the situation, still fighting the possession as hard as he could, but still being forced to watch as he looked down over his body, seeing his own hand reach down slowly and grope at his own sheath. His own voice let out a low huff of pleasure, the soft squeezing definitely something that he felt as well, but it was alien to him, seeing his own body act without him. He could feel his length starting to swell in that sheath, and slowly starting to slip free as soft huffs and pants were coming from him, his heart racing as he was touching himself without wanting to touch himself. “Well, aren’t you well hung! But you’re not nearly your best self, deary…” He could see his hand trying to pull away from his length, but almost no effort seemed to be given from the ghost possessing him to just slowly press that hand up against his length, giving it a slow rub and a low moan escaping his lips as the ghost continued to control his body, sending waves of pleasure through him, making his thoughts and brain short circuit from the mixed emotions playing out in his thoughts. Even as he was slowly getting fully hard, and that hand moving to just softly rub over that shaft of his, he knew it was wrong and not what he wanted. As his view shifted a bit more, still focusing on that canine dick softly pulsing in the air, his body moved to sit back a bit on the bed, slowly stroking at his length once again while his hand slowly stayed close to it, trembling with his resistance, but something else starting to feel like sparking through his body. He was still screaming in his thoughts, pleading to be let go as he was seeing the ghost slowly jerk his length, only to hear soft moans and slight chuckles from his own voice. “Don’t worry, just let Rose help you and reward you and enjoy it, hunny!” The pleasure was really starting to get to him, as if wires were being crossed. Those words seemed to be more agreeable, and the pleasure wasn’t bad… But he wasn’t doing this, he was being forced and possessed! It wasn’t right… Right? Slight huffs and groans left his mouth as he could feel a deep magic being played upon his body, his view letting him see that hand of his, and watching as it started to change before his eyes. His panic grew as he could see it happening, watching the furred hand paw starting to lose its fur, turning into scales of the same color and ending in sharp claws, and seeing the change slowly starting to move up his arm. It tingled, and brought more pleasure to his stuck mind, only hearing his own voice letting out slight moans as that hand continued to stroke and his manhood started to drool precum onto the floor. That tingling sensation was going more across his arm, up his shoulder as his view shifted, letting him see as his body was being transformed slowly even while the stroking continued. He tried to hold back the thoughts of pleasure, to stop any feeling of want or desire even as he could feel his dick pulsing in need, to not give in to the ghost playing with him, but he was starting to lose the fight, especially as the transformation was getting more toward his chest. His hand moved away from his shaft, hearing a soft huff in his own voice as the heavy changing sensation seemed to start focusing on his chest. His hands moved up to his pecs, slowly rubbing as the fur there was disappearing, giving way to cream colored scales as they were swelling outward. His soft moans in his throat were changing, almost becoming a bit higher pitched and more feminine as his chest was still swelling outward. The sensation was intense, and his panic was starting to subside a bit more even though he was being changed. His hands slowly rubbed at his new breasts as they were getting heavier and larger slowly, ballooning out as his nipples got thicker and fatter as well, his new tits swollen and heavy, and oh-so sensitive to the touch. He could feel his cock pulsing as one claw and one paw were slowly rubbing over them and pressing on them, the claw staying there as the paw went back to that shaft. His voice was changing as it spoke. “Much better! A huge rack to draw in lovely people… And so fun to play with, don’t you think, deary?” Even though the ghost was taunting him, he couldn’t deny the voice somehow. He still wasn’t agreeing, but he could tell she was right, and they were lovely, huge and fun to play with as he was feeling first hand… And even as the changes were slowly spreading up his neck and toward his other arm, that slow stroking on his cock made more soft groans and slight moans leave his lips. He wasn’t sure if they were his or the ghosts though, even if the voice was starting to no longer be his… He was starting to lose where he was and the ghost began as the pleasure wracked his mind. While his eyes were still looking over his still-swelling breasts, getting heavier and larger still by the moment, the changes seemed to be going in two directions now, up his neck and across his other arm, seeing more of the scales appearing on his shoulder and across his bicep, heading down his elbow and on the way toward his other paw that was still slowly stroking at his needy dick. Before it could get there, he felt his voice getting higher pitched still, more sultry and very much feminine as his muzzle shifted slightly, feeling his tongue fork and his eyes feel a bit more awkward, almost feeling like they went blurry slightly before sharpening greatly. The strangest change was the pressure on his temple, feeling two spots pushing up, guessing horns were swelling out of his head quickly as his hair grew longer. His lips felt a bit more puffed up, teeth getting a bit larger as well as the changes were still happening. The soft moans coming from his muzzle were unrecognizable to him, but they were coming out of his mouth. As soon as he felt his now-scaled hand slowly sliding along his shaft, he panted a bit more, that other hand keeping on his tit and softly pressing it around some, sending more pleasure through him and continuing to make his brain run a million miles a minute. His struggling and resisting were slowly getting weaker, the pleasure just becoming too much, and his need getting greater, especially as the transformation was setting in more, now moving down his midsection and slowly replacing his fur with scales. “Mmh… You won’t want to miss this, hunny!” Rose could probably tell that he wasn’t fighting it, and almost wanting to lean forward, looking down past his breasts at his crotch and thick length as that clawed hand was stroking over it. He could see the changes going down toward his hips, and seeming to suddenly move slower, not really understanding at first why it would suddenly have a harder time. But as if his own question was being answered on command, an extreme twinge of pleasure filled him suddenly, his mind freezing in place as a loud moan came from his lips. That thick length of his was throbbing and pulsing, each throb making it get a little bit fatter, and a little bit longer, even as that sheath around it seemed to be sinking in. His view let him see as a thick slit was forming in his crotch, the base of his dick sunk inside it, and feeling his balls pulling up into him rather quickly. At first he was about to panic from his balls seemingly disappearing inside him, only to feel somehow fully aware that they were just moving inside his new cock slit, swelling and getting larger along with his shaft and making him give in more to the pleasure. As if that wasn’t enough to all happen at once, even as the scales were appearing, he felt his hand move lower, one staying on that throbbing, pulsing and swelling shaft and slowly rubbing over the thick ridges that were forming on it as the other was moving lower, underneath that slit and starting to rub and press there. It was as if electricity was coursing through his body, the soft rubs and slow presses feeling like extreme pleasure as he felt his own finger slowly starting to press inward. He could feel something forming there, folds getting thicker and a canal being created inside as his high pitched voice was groaning and huffing loudly, matching the pleasure he was receiving. That finger almost pushed in with a wet, slick sound followed by a slight moan, it slowly pressed into a new pussy that was forming there, slowly being made from nothing as part of the transformation. The lips swelled out more as the canal got thicker, the insides soft and velvety against that finger as juices quickly started to leak out, a thick clit forming as he soon had a fully functioning pussy quivering between his legs, just below his cock slit. “Oooh god… Mmh… Deary, our pussy feels so good…!” The words echoed in his thoughts, Zack’s mind was almost completely out of it, giving into the pleasure as he was agreeing, enjoying the feeling of his thickening dragon dick being stroked, and his wet, drooling folds leaking down onto his legs and onto the bed, seeing the view from past his expansive, porn star tits. He was becoming another gender, extremely well hung, extremely well equipped and enjoying every second of it as HER voice and thoughts were lost to the ghosts whims. “Mmhm… I knew you would enjoy your reward, sweetie.” She had given in, caved to it, and the spirit definitely knew now. Zack could feel her length pulse with even more need, the fingers pressing up against her folds more as she was almost pleading in her head for release, as if asking for permission from the possessing ghost still controlling her body. “Almost hunny…” The words made her whine in her own head, that view still giving her the sight of the changes still progressing on her body. As that thick pole of meat coming out of her genital slit was slowly starting to stop it’s own growth, and those fingered folds pulsing slightly and settling in on her body, she could still see the fur on her thighs and hips getting replaced by those scales, starting to feel her hips widen a bit and her butt get a bit more plump and curvy. Her tail was slowly getting longer and thicker, more prehensile and nimble while also being covered in scales behind her. Now that she had given in, the transformation to Zack’s body was continuing quicker, moving down those legs rather swiftly and starting to finalize all the changes everywhere else. Soon, she could see the paws slowly shifting into claws, draconian feet completing the transformation as the deep tingling sensation of the changes was slowly subsiding. “We need a mirror to cum to our new body!” Her voice was right, and for a moment, it almost felt like she was in control again, wanting to get up and seeing her body move along with her wants again, even if they were in match with Rose’s desires as well. Having to leave her shaft and folds unattended for at least a small moment, she slowly stood up, feeling more sturdy and curvy, dare she think even more sexy, as she stepped toward the bathroom quickly. And within mere moments, Zack could see her new body, standing in front of the full body mirror in the bathroom and gazing upon herself, seeing her muzzle move and the voice that came out with her own eyes. “Mmh, oh we look amazing deary…” As if she said to agree more, that thick shaft slowly pulsed in the air, letting out a heavy glob of precum that splattered onto the bathroom floor as those clawed hands quickly got back to work, slowly stroking along that cock and pressing into those folds with a low moan as she studied her new form. Looking over her heavy tits, they were definitely huge, hanging off her chest and rivaling some of the best porn stars in the business for sure. Her shaft was something a horse would be proud of and then some, long and thick, with plenty of ridges on the side to pleasure her partners. The folds were extremely noticeable, thick lipped and drooling heavily over her clawed finger pressed deep inside. She turned to the side slightly, getting to see just how far out her tits and dick pushed from her body, how long they were, on the verge of being considered hypertrophied. Her ass was thick and plush, her long tail flicking slowly behind her as her thick thighs and clawed feet kept her planted. Turning back toward the front, and now starting to roughly stroke a lot faster at her length, pressing that finger in deeper and groaning heavily with the immense pleasure, she could feel her orgasm slowly starting to come, a slight blush on her cheeks as she noticed the thick horns that adorned her head, very similar to the spirits own, but a thought she didn’t quite have time to process. She felt her hand grip on her shaft tighter, the moans getting louder and longer until it finally happened and she hit her peak. Her hand stayed put, her hips moving to thrust into her hand as she almost screamed out from the pleasure, a sentiment Zack was following suit with in her head as her shaft bulged out and pulsed quickly. She saw that urethra getting thicker and swelling out with cum as the thick, creamy seed blasted out, almost like a hose that fired the hot seed out straight onto the mirror, splattering it heavily as the pussy juice squirted out around her finger, splattering on the floor with the same gusto. Still slowly thrusting into her own hand and pressing that digit around inside her, she rode out her orgasm, moaning and panting deeply. She enjoyed being able to finish, the increased pleasure filling her brain with more wants for more pleasure, and wanting to do it again already. Zack willfully moved her messy hand up to her muzzle, slowly going to lick and taste at her own cum, bringing the other claw up as well to lick at both her fluids with low moans coming from her muzzle, not even aware that she was actually controlling her own body again, the spirit allowing her to somewhat control her own actions now that she knew their thoughts were one. When Zack’s mouth moved on its own, using her own voice she almost welcomed it, slowly still licking at that hand as she looked at herself in the cum-splattered mirror a bit more still. “That felt amazing, hunny! But we can do so much better! I know exactly what you’re thinking… Let’s find someone to play with!” The words couldn’t ring more true in her own head than if she was the one that said them, the line between ghost and Zack blurring even more as she replied to her possessor. “I know just the person we can enjoy!” ____________ Even though it was well into the night now, the bright street lamps made it very easy to see as the dragon herm and her possessor slowly stepped up to a very loud club, hearing thumping music from outside as she looked at her phone, making sure it was the right place before putting it away. “Just let me handle all the talking, deary.” There was no one around to question why she was talking to himself, even though it was something that seemed completely natural to the two now, both inhabiting the same body and using the same mouth to talk with each other. Reaching down to make sure her shirt was in order, just barely being able to find one in Zack’s dresser that was able to fit her new tits well, she slowly moved to step inside, the swollen genital slit and folds making her crotch bulge out quite a bit, something that she was used to by now though. Thankfully with the new draconic style of manhood, unlike the sheath she had before, it wasn’t as much of a hassle, and a lot of the side was hidden inside instead of outside in a sheath. Opening the door to the club, the loud music hit her ears full force, the dance music droning on with the loud bass thumping as she slowly walked in, seeing people dancing here and there and a bar full of those sipping on various drinks. There weren't that many people here, or at least it seemed like. She figured it wasn’t that busy of a night, but there wasn’t really any way for her to tell since it was her first time here. She knew her friend came here regularly, and mentioned that he was going to be here tonight, something she was counting on. Stepping past several bodies, getting the occasional look and noticing a lot of people trying to get her attention as she passed, the dragon gave some slight smiles, a few winks, and some slight chuckles at all the compliments and cat-calling she received as she made her way over to the bar, enjoying all the attention greatly. The only time she was not happy with it was the occasional time where a hand would touch her without her permission, usually going for her huge breasts or her thick hips. Her new form was definitely getting a lot of attention! But she was here for the attention of a specific person, slowly making her way past all the admirers and finally making it to the bar. She slowly scanned through all the chairs a bit, trying to look for that unmistakable messy hair amongst the backs of all the people sitting there, and spotting her friend rather quickly. And to her luck, the chair next to him was already empty. She chuckled a little to herself, slowly going to take a seat on the stool just next to him, slightly leaning toward him a bit and turned to face him, leaned forward just a bit to give him a good look at her cleavage. “Well aren’t you a cute one?” Hearing that, the brown-furred hyena seemed to stop a second, not expecting someone else to sit so close to him, and especially not someone as beautiful as the dragon was. “Well look who’s talking!” He had a wide smile as he turned to look at her, leaning in a bit closer as well, an opened beer in front of him as he smiled toward the visitor. “Aren’t you a sweetie! That’s so nice of you to say.” She leaned forward a bit closer, going to put a hand on her friend, Zack let out a slight chuckle, focusing a bit on that touch and giving that arm a slight rub to hide some of the magic she was using on him, helping him relax a bit and trying to make him more suggestable. “What are you up to all alone in a place like this tonight?” Letting out a slight laugh, the hyena leaned forward a bit more, enjoying the touch on his arm as he smiled at the dragon, completely unaware that she was his friend Zack, possessed and transformed into the dragon herm before him. “I usually hang around here. Not doing anything specific. Was kinda hoping a friend would be showing up tonight but I think he got busy with something else again, as usual!” Zack smiled a bit at that, since it did sound like her. She was always getting caught up in one thing or another. She was at least a bit glad that her friend seemed to understand. “Well, I’m sure he had a good reason! Maybe we should find somewhere a bit more quiet to keep talking? I can barely hear you over the music, hunny!” The thumping dance music was drowning out most of the conversation, and Zack was happy to see that slight nod as the hyena took one last drink from his beer before slowly going to get up from his seat, Zack using that long dragon tail of hers to slowly wrap just around the hyena’s thigh, slowly guiding him along with her toward the more private back rooms, slowly giving a wave to a security guard next to the entrance to them with a smile and nod. Passing through into the back area, Zack doesn’t stop until moving into one of the private rooms in the back, slowly pulling the hyena in with a slight chuckle before getting the door closed and locked behind the two, stepping right up close to the hyena, almost pressing her breasts against him as she smiled, going to slowly put a hand on his muzzle and giving it a few light strokes, along with casting a bit of magic on him to get him a bit more riled up. “There, this is much better, don’t you think, deary?” Zack was all for this, but she noticed Rose was definitely taking more control here. It didn’t quite feel like it, since their thoughts were so aligned now after all the pleasure Zack was given, but Zack was beginning to be more a passenger again, her desires to move her body being put in check by Rose, stopped from things like reaching out to grope at her friend or lean in closer, having always been fond of the hyena. As her friend gave a slight nod in response, Zack’s possessed and changed body answered in her voice, as if addressing both of them at once. “Now sweaty, we should enjoy this and do this right. Just let me do all the work, and you follow directions and enjoy it, ok?” Zack was a bit taken aback, but she couldn’t deny Rose knew what she was doing and knew best. She could see into the ghost’s thoughts as much as her own could be read, both getting excited off each other as she leaned in a bit closer. “What do you wanna do then?” The hyena had a sheepish smile, but as that slight rubbing up against his muzzle continued, his eyes seemed to lid a bit, a noticeable bulge definitely starting to form in his pants as he was leaning in a bit more, hanging on every word of the dragon and looking at her with a soft smile. He seemed to be falling for the magic pretty quickly, almost starting to pant a bit as his pants were tenting out more with that soft touch. Zack could only take a back seat and watch her body move on it’s own, feeling her free hand going to slowly pull up her shirt, getting it off and letting her enormous breasts out in the open air, already working to take off her pants slowly as she leaned to get in a bit closer, going to give the hyena’s neck a slow, soft lick. She could feel her arousal growing, her folds getting damp and her shaft stirring in that slit as she was able to read what Rose had in mind, getting excited for what was to come. “Undress and have your way with me…” The hyena let out a low huff at that, but seemed to slowly open his muzzle as if to protest, only to then be hushed loudly and a finger pressed to his lips as if to stop him from protesting. Zack could feel that the ghost was using her magic, hearing a slight moan come from the hyena as he shut his eyes slowly, seeing she was manipulating him easily. She could tell that she was trying to dumb him down, make him easier to control, and make him more needy, wanting him to be the one on top. The spirit was definitely getting what she wanted, the hyena’s soft mumbles and wants to protest being quickly outweighed by his arousal and desire that was being implanted by the dragon, his hands quickly reaching to yank off his shirt, pulling his pants down and revealing his canine length, already hard and drooling precum. He was pretty well hung, not nearly as huge as she was of course, but very respectable, and very horny. He didn’t waste a second, pressing in quickly and pushing his body up against hers, a hand going to grab and rub over one of those large breasts as his length quickly and roughly pressed up against her crotch, rubbing that tip right up against her genital slit, almost pressing up against it roughly as he seemed to even growl slightly. “Let me fuck you…” Zack knew this is exactly what Rose wanted her to feel, that throbbing length up against her front, being handled and her boobs being rubbed over, and she couldn’t deny that she enjoyed it, trapped in her head and feeling her body pressing up against the other in need, nodding in return and making her blush as her arousal grew and grew. “Please, slide it in, hunny!” She felt her hips pressed forward, rubbing against that length and pressing it up against her genital slit, too high up for her pussy that was already starting to get wet with juices, her length staying trapped inside that slit as she wondered if her friend had even realized where he was pressed up against with that needy length. But it seemed she got her answer, letting out a low moan and huff as that tip roughly pressed forward, feeling it spread open that genital slit and starting to push in the tight, went home of her length. He didn’t seem to mind the feeling of that other shaft up against his own inside as he pushed it in with heavy need, panting and grunting up against her and pulling her close with his other hand, groping at her fat butt and roughly pushing as much of that length in as he could. The arousal was definitely getting the best of him, pressing up to his knot inside that slit, and starting to slightly thrust his hips back and forth with low growls as he leaned in to give licks to the herm’s neck. “Mmh… Moan for me!” And moan she did, Zack hearing her own voice echoing her pleasure as that length slid back and forth in her wet slit, not realizing just how much pleasure she would get from that act and from being handled so strongly that way. Knowing her friend for so long and never once getting into his pants or trying to fuck him felt like such wasted time now, how well he used his shaft on her and handled her new body… She wanted more, and that’s exactly what Rose wanted. She felt her hands slowly grab at his sides, rubbing over his hips and urging him to be rougher, get faster. “Mmf… Oh yes…” That thick length was pulsing harder against her own, leaking out more precum that was making it sound wet and slick each thrust in, leaking out and dripping down her crotch as it continued, getting rougher and faster as it was obvious the hyena was trying to knot that slit, pressing it in more roughly and slightly growling, even leaning in more to start biting at her neck a bit in his needy daze and desire to cum. Zack wanted it, her own pleasure building and feeling her own orgasm coming as well, but unable to push for it, Rose stopping her from acting still, but all the same wanting it as well. She slowly pushed her hips forward more, pulling on his with her hands as her neck was slightly nibbled at until she felt it, that knot pushed in just enough to slip in with a wet pop as the hyena let out a long, loud moan. He hit his peak, his shaft pulsing and throbbing heavily as he started to unload into that slit, letting out moans into the dragon’s neck as his length poured hot, sticky cum directly into that pocket, filling it up with seed as more poured out, backfiring onto his own balls and leaking out onto the dragon’s folds and thighs. The built up pressure inside that slit along with the feeling of the hot seed being shot inside up against her half-hard length trapped in by the other shaft was enough to set off Zack’s orgasm as well, a loud moan of Zack’s own volition being allowed to escape her muzzle as her own cum was added to the mess, more juices leaking out from that slit and escaping around that knot as well as the clear fluids from her folds leaking down her thighs as she came. She held tight onto the hyena, finding she was able to move again, even if she was still possessed and being guided by Rose. Not wanting to let go, the hyena seemed to try and stay up close, his crotch pressed in as he panted slightly, letting go of his love bite and giving some slow licks along the dragon’s neck, slowly rubbing on her back as he enjoyed the moment a bit, but started to feel a bit sleepy. His eyes felt more heavy, leaning more up against the herm as he didn’t realize it, but those hands on his hips were working more magic. “Rest now, hunny. We’ll meet again soon, I promise.” Rose slowly rubbed on those hips, reaching up to give that back a pat as he was falling asleep right there in the hug, slowly closing his eyes. Even though he was passed out and asleep in her arms, the hyena was still rock hard, knot shoved into her slit and bulged out from his orgasm. Zack slowly stepped forward a bit, moving toward the couch in the room and slowly standing just in front of it with her sleeping friend still up against her. First, she slowly reached between them with a hand, going to softly press against the hyena’s hip a bit, letting out a slight huff and groan as she was able to feel that stuck knot pulling at her crotch a bit, before a slick pop and a relief of pressure signalled that knot had pulled free, along with plenty of cum leaking from that slit. As she guided her friend back more, she couldn’t help but let out a slight groan as that length slid more and more out of her, soon sliding free as her own length slipped out as well, half-hard and covered in both their seed, dripping onto the floor as she slowly laid him onto the couch to rest. With a soft pant and looking around the room, Zack grabbed a towel, slowly going to clean herself up some, but feeling a bit off. She didn’t feel held back or burdened. The ghost seemed to be taking the backseat now, not guiding her movements or pushing her to do certain things, almost making her feel lonely… Even so, she knew the plan was to leave now, and slowly moved to gather her clothes, getting dressed and making sure everything was in place before heading out of the door. Giving a slight nod to the security guard as she left the backrooms, a bit of a sultry smile as well, she headed toward the door of the club, having to wade past people here and there as she did before stepping outside, feeling the cool air against her scales again as he stood for a second, as if thinking she didn’t know what to do. But as if on queue, her own mouth moved for her, using her voice to speak. “Alley.” Pretty unsure of what was happening, she slowly moved toward the alley just next to the club, but as she stepped, she felt a bit woozy, almost starting to lose her balance some as she slowly turned the corner, seeing no one standing nearby. As she took a few more steps deeper into the alley, things started to slip away from her. It seemed like the world was spinning, her hands felt awkward, her lips wrong, and her heart was skipping beats. A sharp feeling came from her side, seeing a purple glow that seemed to be coming out of her, until suddenly, everything just drifted away. ______ Slowly opening her - her? - his eyes, Zack slowly sat up, a splitting headache ringing his ears a bit as he slowly started to get a hold of his surroundings, feeling like he was out cold for several hours. It was dark, in an alley somewhere in the city. He slowly moved, leaning a bit on the wall as he was still a bit dizzy and unsure of where he was. He took a few more steps, reaching the corner and looking onto the street, recognizing the club he was right next to as one his friend likes to go to… He stopped for a second, leaning up against the wall and taking some deep breaths, memories slowly getting back to him. He was having some wild dream… He was here in the dream, but he wasn’t the same… But it all started when… He immediately remembered what happened, the ghost must have possessed him while he was busy asking questions. He raised his hand up and slapped it against his face in frustration. But before he moved that hand out of the way, his fingers reached up, feeling horns still in his head, feeling over the dragon horns that were now embedded in his skin. He could feel them, they were definitely his and a part of him… It was just a wild dream, right? Zack immediately reached down, looking over himself. Flat chest, check. No pussy, check. Balls, check. Sheath, che- oh. It was very sticky and slimy, covered in cum and drooling a bit of it… It wasn’t a dream… “Well, shit.” Zack still took the time to keep looking around himself a bit more, checking his tail and limbs in general, finding that everything seemed to be back to normal, except for the horns… Slowly going to turn around the corner a bit, the wolf made sure the coast was clear, his friend not hanging around or anything to get a look at him. He didn’t quite want to explain why he had horns just like the dragon that had fucked around with him not too long ago. He slowly moved to make his way home, trying to move rather quickly, feeling his pants starting to get a bit soaked from the sticky, spent seed still oozing out of his sheath. Within a few minutes, he was already at his door, stepping up to it before feeling his fur a bit on edge, stopping for a second just as he put his hand on the doorknob, looking around a bit and not seeing anything. Not wanting to get caught at this moment, he quickly got back inside, slowly going back into his house and making sure the door was shut and locked behind him. Not wasting any time, he was already getting his clothes off, putting the sticky pants off to the side to be washed and headed straight toward the bathroom, seeing the artifact still assembled on his bed as he went straight in, wanting to get himself clean and try and move past being taken advantage of so easily. But as he was standing there, waiting for the water to warm up, he felt his fur stand up a bit again, slowly going to look around, and not really seeing anything. Slowly peaking out of the bathroom and toward his bed, he saw the artifact still there, not having moved. He thought he saw a bit of a pink gleam around it, but wasn’t really sure. Zack was too preoccupied to check it though, stepping back into the bathroom and getting into the shower. Within moments, he already had that shower head in hand, pointed at his crotch as he let out a low huff, warm water washing away at his sheath as he was working to get all that messy cum out from it, fur standing on end again as he saw a pink mist slightly just out of his frame of view, hearing a whisper very close to his ear. “Again soon… Deary…”