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“This is what you get for stubbornly holding onto that chastity of yours, Ky.” The green nargacuga druid Alin spoke with a resigned sigh. “If you had gotten your dick wet with the local girls like a normal adventurer, you probably wouldn’t have stared at that floozy, let alone talk with her long enough for her to seduce and curse you!”

“But... Sex before marriage is wrong! And chastity is virtuous...” The gold dragonborn replied with a conscientious huff and a blush across his gold scaled cheeks. “B-besides... It was just a kiss upon the cheek...! H-how was I supposed to know it would curse me...”

“Well, if you weren’t too busy staring at her tits, you might have noticed that SHE WAS A TIAMAT CULTIST!” The reptile’s other companion, the hyena fighter Theo, chimed in as well.

Unlike Alin, who despite his druidic origins wore armor and regalia befitting of his noble stature, the hyena hardly wore anything at all; a set of enchanted pouldrons, vambraces, and boots for protection, whilst his herculean stripy-furred body was bare for all to see... If not for the simple brown loin cloth which was draped from his waist to offer him the barest hints of decency.

“I-I was not! I was staring at her pretty eyes...” Ky continued to protest as his embarrassment only grew worse. “She seemed like such a nice girl at first...”

Typically, the dragonborn paladin would have been dressed similar to Alin while on a dungeon delve; equipped with enchanted armor for protection while assailing the forces of evil with sword and blessings in hand. Unfortunately, the seemingly ‘chaste’ smooch from the dragon cultist had left him in a rather... precarious state.

The curse she had laid after her ‘seduction’ left the already simple minded and naive Ky’s body far too sensitive to bear the constricting weight of his armor anymore. The only thing he could manage to wear now was a red sash, tied around his waist with one half hanging over his crotch as a mock loin cloth, and even that constantly risked arousing his slumbering dragonhood whenever it brushed over his slit.

That would have been bad enough on its own, but the enchantress had wrought a particularly nasty secondary effect upon her malefic enchantment. Although the true depths of the powerful curse couldn’t be identified even with the assistance of a temple’s priest, it was enough to reveal that the curse would tempt the paladin to abandon his virtuous ways and instead pursue a life of sin and depravity... With every time he surrendered to the curse’s allure costing him not just his deity’s favor, but also his mind as well—something that the simple, forthright dragon didn’t have in abundance to risk losing to begin with.

“Face it, Theo, it's our fault for leaving our golden boy on his own for an evening in the tavern. If he didn’t get seduced by a Follower of Tiamat and cursed to be a draconic gigolo, he would have either donated all of our gold to a charity to feed starving tieflings in Avernus coincidentally operated out of the Thieves Guild.” Alin turned the conversation away from his friend’s predicament with a wave of his hand.

“Hey!” The large dragonborn snapped to his two smaller companions. “...How did you know about that? I was going to show you that brochure when we finished dealing with the enchantress!”

He never knew Alin was so up to date with the philanthropic efforts in the city!

“...My point exactly.” Alin and Theo groaned in tandem, before the green wyvern pointed towards the entrance to the ruined keep the trio had gathered to assault. It was the bastion of the enchantress, the one whom they needed to defeat and/or slay to break the spell upon their friend. “Let's get this over with!”

“I know you can’t use armor, so I’ve prepared Barkskin for you instead. It's not as good as your plate, but it's better than nothing and allows you to keep to the front with Theo. Just make sure to not let anything hit me, otherwise my concentration might slip.” Alin spoke, balancing his banner-clad spear in one hand, whilst the other began to glow with green divine magic.

“Thank you, Alin! Honestly guys, I’m sorry, I’ll try to make it up to both of you later,” Ky replied back as he prepared to charge through the door to greet the enemies on the other side...

At least until he felt the wyvern’s clawed hand gingerly brush against the naked scales on his back. Even just the small touch of another, as brief as it could be to allow the protective enchantment to weave its way around his body to reinforce it against harm, was enough to make an excited shiver roll through his loins.

Ky’s jaws clenched. His red eyes squinted as he tried to focus, his mind racing with a repeated mantra. ‘Don’t get hard, don’t get hard, don’t get hard...’

“Dude, I know it's a battering ram, but I think that old door will leave a splinter if you tried.” Theo jeered playfully from the side when the paladin’s mental discipline proved inadequate.

“I didn’t mean too!” Ky protested meekly after his fat red, ridged dragon cock had quickly slid free from his slit to push his red sash aside—exposing with it the lofty pair of cream-scaled balls which swung beneath it.

“Well, it's not like we haven’t seen it before~” Alin couldn’t help but snicker from behind. “All that sexual frustration of yours usually leaves you pitching a forth tent during the night, Ky~ Honestly, maybe it's a good idea for you to rock out with your cock out more often to help with that~”

“C-can we focus on the quest ahead of us, please...” The blushing dragonborn desperately wished he could hide behind the poulons of his armor to conceal his face from the other two, but alas his broad gold shoulders would have to do as he tucked his head against his chest.

“Alright, alright~ On three! One, two... Three!”

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“Well... That wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be...” Theo spoke after the last dragonspawn had been cut down by his sword.

The batch of mutated dragonblooded abominations could hardly be considered a challenge for the trio—far beneath the welcoming party that they had expected the Dark Scaly One to prepare for them. Between the hyena’s nimble swordwork supported by his own magic, Ky’s mighty strength, and Alin’s druidic support, they had dispatched the half-dozen or so beasts with only a modicum of challenge.

“Maybe she was desperate for minions, and that’s why she seduced Ky?” Alin offered an explanation with a shrug.

The pair glanced towards Ky, as if the enchantress’ ‘lover’ could posit further information, but the earnest dragonborn could only answer with a spread of his hands and an apologetic shrug.

“Regardless, we should move quickly before she has a chance to enact whatever scheme she’s been plotting...” The hyena added, turning towards the barricaded door at the end of the dilapidated hall they had entered. “Although... That looks like it might take some time to get through...”

“It's unlikely that’s the only way forward... It would be far too inconvenient for her cult. There’s got to be a secret passage hidden somewhere,” the wyvern interjected, casting his gaze towards the stone walls with a discerning hum. “It's pretty easy to disguise a passage amongst crumbling masonry, after all.”

“Sigh... Of course, and here we are without a rogue,” the hyena replied with a groan.

“Mmm...” Ky considered, tilting his head from side to side as he debated the merits of trying to brute force his way through the barricades versus taking the time to look for the hidden passage. “I guess it's worth a try... I don’t want to get too worn out and give the sinful impulses she’s whispering into my head an advantage...”

“We could always tie you up after you get all hot and sweaty chopping up the barricade until you ‘recover’ if need be, Ky~” Theo retorted with a laugh before gesturing to another section of the hall. “I’ll search over there, you two pick your own corners. We can look over another’s corner of the hall if we don’t find anything the first time.”

After nodding their agreement, Alin and Ky divided up the remaining half of the hall. Unfortunately, the golden paladin found his investigation quite a bit slower than his two peers as the curse ensured his mind wandered towards one hedonistic thought after another without an immediate goal to occupy his thoughts. On more than one occasion he had fallen into a lustful daze, staring forward blankly as he wrestled silently against the lustful fantasies consuming his attention. Each time required Alin or Theo to snap him out of the lustful trance, prompting the cursed dragonborn to offer an apologetic smile and muttering thanks before redoubling his attempts to search... Only to fall into a similar fugue state barely a minute later.

“Oooh. I found something...” Theo shouted from his end of the hall, rousing Ky just before his mind slipped into another sinful day dream.

“A passage?” Alin asked excitedly as he trotted over with Ky to see what the spellsword had discovered.

“No, better! Loot!” The scantily clad adventurer replied with a proud smirk—before pulling a treasure chest that had been poorly hidden behind a turned over table out for all three of them to examine.

The hyena wasted no time. He popped open the chest’s lid to search through the large box for the goodies inside, bending over to expose his firm, defined buttocks to the other two’s gaze. His fuzzy brown tail wagged fiercely with the anticipation of riches or magical goodies, inadvertently brushing his loin cloth aside to flash his compatriots with the lovely set of tight, pink lips where a normal man’s dick would have been.

It was a sight that Ky and Alin had seen many times in the past, something that had never failed to make the paladin blush and half-prudishly, half-playfully scold the hyena for his indecency. Normally, that would be it, sometimes accompanied by a flirtatious snap back from the hyena, but now...

Now, Ky’s red eyes were glued to that snug sex that had tantalized his sinful, shameful desires for so long. His jaw clenched shut, while his body visibly strained with the effort it took to keep himself composed. It took every ounce of the dragonborn’s will to not take advantage of the hyena right then and there—driving home the shame the chaste, pious paladin felt for his unnaturally heightened vice!

His mind was already trying to justify his surrender to his lusts—heck, the hyena slut was practically asking for it, bending over like that while knowing what sort of curse Ky was under! Truth be told, Ky wasn’t even certain he’d have held off this long if it wasn’t for the added risk of the curse tightening its hold on his body if he did so.

“Sigh. Let us know if you find anything good. We’re going to go back to looking for a passage. Come on, Ky.” Alin spoke, trying to distract the dragonborn by putting him back to work.

“S-sure...” The paladin replied. But, despite his best efforts, and the few feeble, half-hearted steps he took to move away, his eyes never left the hyena’s backside.

His thoughts were a cyclone of desire, all swirling around the sight of the cunt-warrior’s exposed sex waging back and forth with the man’s enthusiastic looting. His ‘natural greatsword’ had already slid free from his slit once more, soaking the red cloth with a fresh rivulet of aromatic dragon spunk, before barging past to drip openly in the air—twelve inches of cunt-plunging virility, and the dragonborn had quite a few more inches yet to slip free, including his fat knot.

Instead of pulling away, of looking aside to try and deny the temptations burning within his mind, Ky found himself staring. His thoughts were twisted and confused, one half justifying his weakness with the excuse that all he was doing was looking, that there was nothing wrong with that... If looking and thinking horny thoughts was enough to trigger the curse, he would have been a goner already! Besides, the chest could be trapped! He would be derelecting his duties if he didn’t keep an eye on his loot hungry friend’s soft, inviting sex while he searched.

The other half wrestled with the first in a desperate attempt to tame his unleashed libido, fueled by the shame that blossomed within the dragonborn’s breast. He was ashamed at losing control of his own desires to the point that his ruler-defying girth was now twitching in the air... Ashamed that he was admiring and thinking of his friend as a conquest that he should claim... Ashamed that he couldn’t bring himself to look away, that it felt like any little push would send him rushing headlong into depravity.

And, finally, ashamed that the mantras and prayers that he would usually use to tame his impulses beforehand were no longer working, leaving his heart twisting as it felt like the connection to his god had grown more distant because of his unleashed hedonism...

It was during that impasse of his psyche that something brushed along his red spire. A subtle, damn near ethereal touch, so slight and insubstantial—if not entirely illusory—that Ky would likely not have noticed it if it was not for how sensitive his body, and especially his shaft, was due to the dragoness’ curse.

A similar touch draped against his bare side, making the dragon squirm as the phantasmal force wandered over his sensitive scales, just before a warm, soft, and oh so alluring ‘breath’ washed across his snout.

“Don’t you think you’re being cruel~? Denying what you and your friend need~?”

The voice was familiar... It was the lovely, seducing tone of the dragoness that had placed the curse upon his body!

Ky’s mind stirred slightly as his ire at her and her ‘tricks’ blossomed with her phantom proximity. But even such bitter emotions were quickly put at ease when her faint touch stroked along his shaft—soothing the lengths owner with each stroke like he was a soft, tender-hearted kitten.

“Just think of how long he’s desperately wished for you and your length~? Yet, no matter how he offers himself, how he flirts, how he entices, you never notice... You always brush him and his feelings aside~” The gentle, cooing words that were audible only to Ky felt like they were being whispered against his cheek, while the subtle, ephemeral weight of their speaker pressed against his back—her ‘arms’ draped around his side to continue their enticing strokes along his untouched manhood as she did so.

“I-I couldn’t... I can’t... Cha-chastity is... Is pious... A-affairs of the flesh sway one to sin...” Ky spoke barely above his breath. His words struggled to escape his lips, let alone reach the temptress’ ears, through the burning passion raging within his chest and loins. One of the core virtues the gold dragonborn lived by, and yet now they felt more like an excuse, a deceit, in the face of the turbulent, unrestrained desires and vivid imaginations plaguing his mind.

The voice paused for a second, before returning a second later with a playful, almost musing chuckle. “Do you really think you can conquer my fortress when just a fleeting glance at your friend’s cunt is enough to render you frozen on the spot by your lusts~?”

“Temperence. That is one of your faith’s virtues, is it not~? One need not starve themselves in denial at the expense of their health and safety~ So long as they indulge themselves without losing themselves, no~?”

“And, aren’t you such a big, strong willed, lug-head of a stud~?” The red’s familiar catty teases followed as she laid the perfect excuse Ky needed to surrender to the wishes of his throbbing dragonhood. “It’ll only be this once... It's what he wants... It's what you want... You need to if you wish to succeed this quest... Then you can repent later... The church will forgive you... It's understandable... Perfectly understandable... It's only natural to fail to resist the temptations of pleasure every now and then~”

Ky’s mouth silently repeated her words, internalizing every excuse, and every half-truth, she spoke. The logic behind each statement seemed more sound than the last, the poor golden dragonborn lacking the wits in his current condition to refute her arguments...

“It's just one time... One-one time in order to achieve a greater good... It's not that big of a deal...” Ky murmured his agreement guiltily.

“There’s my stud~ Go on... Show your friend what he's been missing... What he’s been fantasizing about all this time~ Be a good boy and serve the needs of your companions~” The illusory projection ‘pushed’ his back, causing the hesitant paladin to take the first stumbling step towards those presented hyena lips.

That first step was followed by another, slightly less uncertain one. Then another, and another, each growing more confident than the last as the dragonborn convinced himself that this was the right choice... The only choice...

All the while, Ky’s blue eyes remained locked upon Theo’s cunt being waved in front of his face like a flag before a bull. His crimson, knotted, and ridged cock pulsed above his thigh-draping scaled testes, thickening the air with the scent of his considerable virility—causing the hyena’s nostrils to flare as the paladin drew close enough that the virile aroma tickled the spellsword’s nose.

“Mmm... That’s odd. Hey guys, do you smell some—THING~!” The red-haired, striped-hyena yelped as he felt a familiar pair of strong, scaled hands suddenly clamp around his hips.

The cuntstud’s tail shot upwards as a deep flush of arousal and embarrassment swept across his face and ears. His green eyes flashed backwards, looking both in confusion and surprised yet quite receptive desire towards the dragonborn mounting him.

Ky answered with a carnal growl, the sound vibrating from his wide, muscled chest to tickle the striped fur of the hyena’s back. The paladin’s powerful grip manhandled the bent over adventurer, dragging the smaller male back to properly present his warm, receptive lips to the massive, meaty ‘greatsword’ swinging between the stud’s golden scaled thighs!

“Y-you okay there, big guy?” Theo huffed. But, even as he questioned the dragonborn’s actions, he didn’t resist as his crush ground his fat cock against his sex.

“No... Can’t... think... Need to...” Ky struggled to find the words to express the depths of his need.

Fortunately, that was more than enough to get his point across... Or at least, as much as it needed to while Ky dragged a far more physical, far more hole-stuffing point to the alluring entrance that felt oh so heavenly against his spire.

Theo bit his bottom lip. He knew they shouldn’t. Not while Ky was under the influence of that temptation curse, at least. But... As he cast a glance across the hall to spy Alin conveniently focused upon a random patch of brick work, he quickly found a similar excuse that Ky had used to justify taking advantage of the paladin’s inebriated state: They‘d need all three of them in proper working order to take down the Scaley One... Just one indulgence shouldn’t have any major side effects... Alin was nearby and could use his blessings to help mitigate any side effects that would arise... So what was the harm...?

“Al-alright—Oooooooo...! You’re an eager virgin, aren’t you~?”

Theo had underestimated just how desperate the paladin was! Even before he had finished speaking his assent, the ‘golden boy’ of the trio had plunged his fat cock past his snug lips! The thick girth stretching his labia wide coerced a long, deep throated moan that the hyena struggled to keep low—or risk rousing the distracted wyvern’s attention and jealousy that could interrupt their lascivious tryst.

Nor had he quite anticipated just how firm the paladin would be! He had expected that, if the time ever did come that he could seduce his way into the dragonborn’s strong arms and onto his hole-stuffing dick, that he would have to take charge of the dragon and lead him every step of the way. Only in his most heated, most fanciful of fantasies did he expect Ky to forsake his chastity in order to fuck him with all the vigor of his pent up need! Yet, that was exactly what he got as the golden-scaled stud’s ridged dick dug past his snug lips, stuffing his tunnel to its limit with the succulent dragon cock!

The first thrust alone was enough to make the hyena’s attempts to remain quiet falter, bringing forth a half-reserved moan as tribute towards the inexperienced stud pillaging his depths. But, even as Ky’s first thrust finally dove his shaft into his friend’s long forbidden, but ever so tantalizing, cunt, enough of his psyche still resisted his lurid instincts, slowing his first probing thrust into the hyena’s warm depths when combined with his inexperience.

But such doubts didn’t last long... Not when the sensation of his dick sliding into its first hole all but burst the dam of inhibition that had held back his years of sexual denial and frustration!

Ky’s snout hung open with a heavy, groaning pant as the pleasure he had been blind too for so long rippled through his muscled physique! His claws tightened their grip upon the bent over hyena’s hips, pinning him in place as his hips redoubled on their previous efforts. His psyche slowly cast away from the shore of his self-control, dragged into the turbulent currents of primal passion one forceful, breeding rut at a time.

“See how much better this is than holding yourself back so much~? How much more right this feels~?” The dragoness’ tempting words brushed against his ear again, joining the enticing whimpers and moans his cock had dragged from Theo’s lips to help groom her plaything’s mind in the direction she desired.

“Rrr—Y-yes...” Ky grumbled beneath his breath as his hips continued to slam his dick into his friend’s cunt as a faint, transparent ruby shade and listless fog of lust began to creep across his blue eyes. His hips, meanwhile, continued to hammer forward, delighting in how the warm, silky walls spasmed around every bump and ridge he sank past the other’s lips.

Before, barely a minute after his fat head had first ground its way into the snug sex, the dragonborn’s fat knot was swaying dangerously close towards the hyena’s arousal sputtering folds. Yet, even without his knot in his companion’s body, the sheer girth of his thigh sprawling monster made the hyena’s stomach deform around his advance. Not that the tough, durable Adventurer seemed to mind at all... His fertile canal contorted to the handsome dragon’s masculinity in a manner that was all too unnatural, yet neither partner could think past the enticing euphoria of their deed to realize the subtle warning signs which began to spread between them.

Even without the last few inches, and the fattest, most sensitive part of his cock, hadn’t yet experienced the delightful, groan-inducing pleasure of his friend’s cunt milking them, it was still enough to push Ky steadily closer towards his first conscious climax...

And yet, it still wasn’t enough! He craved more, craved to feel his entire shaft hilt inside of the muscular warrior half his size!

He craved, no, he needed to feel what it was like to hilt his intimidating masculinity inside of that needy slut’s cunt!

It was an impulse which blossomed up from the inexperienced, lust drunk dragon’s instincts and into his mind, driving his hips to cram his dick harder, and harder, into the tough hyena’s sex—causing the chest that the dragonborn’s moaning slut was braced against to begin rocking with every crashing press of their bodies.

“Such a pretty face with such a big dick... It was such a shame to let your potential as a breeder go to waste~ Mmm... Even now that look of thoughtless pleasure on your face is just hellishly divine~” His temptress' projection teased again, her illusory fingers encouraging his impulsive, hedonistic wish to tie with a squeeze to his knot.

“Go on... Tie him... Claim him. It's what you want, isn’t it~? My big, strong champion... There’s no harm in it... Listen to how he moans... He wants it just as much as you do... You wouldn’t dare to deny him his dream, could you~?”

“N-no...” Ky groaned in agreement.

It was useless to argue. He could barely think, chasing the enticing bliss that promised further euphoria if only he continued plunging into that warm, wet cunt. His entire body felt warm as his golden scales grew even more sensitive as the curse upon his body and soul deepened its hooks—making him shiver with ecstasy whenever his scales brushed against the smaller cunt-hyena’s fur, to say nothing for how it enhanced the pleasure billowing forth from his dick!

Unknown to Ky, the same effects had spread to Theo. The striped hyena’s green eyes rolled into the back of his head as his body contorted to accept the dragonborn’s claim. His legs faltered, slipping against the ground they had braced against, but not to worry as Ky—his friend and companion—was there to support him once more by holding the needy warrior up by his hips and slamming him down onto his knot like a toy!

Plop~!

The paladin’s virgin knot finally joined the rest of his shaft within the hyena’s depths~ Ky’s golden nuts twitched, pressed against the hyena’s groin, quivering on the release of their first orgasm whilst the dragonborn’s tainted eyes rolled into the back of his skull. His breath, meanwhile, tumbled forth between quiet, whimpering apologies for his sin and just as earnest, sacrilegious coos for more.

Theo’s stuffed cunt clenched around the paladin’s sensitive knot, pushing the paladin closer towards his disastrous release. The rest of the hyena all but hung from the larger man’s crotch and knot—shivering with trepidation and struggling against the sensational overload from taking that fat cock. Words seemed to have escaped the spellsword’s lips, but every impulsive clench and shiver all but begged for Ky to breed him~

“Go on... Make. Him. Yours~”

The tempstress’ suggestion burned fiercely within his mind, like a commandment that he had to enforce! Ky couldn’t hold back against it! He grunted, groaning with rapturous bliss as his balls flexed, the scaled spheres jolting against his friend’s belly as his seed spilled forth from the virile factories to surge through his buried rod!

“Oh—Oh Bahamut forgive me... I-I was weak...” The first rope of alabaster cream hadn’t even left his lengthy spire before the sweeping forefront of post-nut clarity scattered the hedonistic fog that had dulled the pious, simple-minded paladin’s thoughts.

Yet, even as his guilt and his shame for falling to the temptation of the dragonness’ words and curse made his golden scales burn, it couldn’t suppress the ecstasy which boiled from his crotch! If anything, the two toned emotions coiling within his breast only served to enhance each further; shame made his pleasure all the more tantalizing, while said pleasure caused his shame to bite deeper, spiraling both emotions to further heights across his turbulent, orgasming psyche.

His claws tightened their hold upon Theo’s hips, trapping him in place as his thick, virile loads crashed into the other adventurer’s womb, bloating the striped hyena’s belly beneath their hefty fecund weight. Every rope felt better than the last for both involved, flooding the cunt-dude’s inner walls. But curiously, as Ky’s seemingly insatiable climax continued, he never felt his seed splash back down over his length and spill over his spasming nuts despite their voluminous production in comparison to the relatively lacking occupancy of the warrior’s cunt...

Only for the dragon’s idle curiosity to be answered when Theo’s latest, euphoric moan was interrupted by a sudden deluge of creamy white dragon spunk coursing over his tongue and into the chest full of goodies that had started this entire mess!

So spellsword was so lost in hedonistic euphoria that he didn’t question the first rope of spunk coursing forth from his gullet, his lips remaining twisted into a vapid smile as the lingering strings of dragon spunk crept down his chin. It was only with the second spurting through his core in tandem to the dragon nuts clenching against his body that his mind finally stirred enough to realize something was wrong.

Unfortunately for him, it was already far too late to stop what was to come.

“Ky—” Theo struggled to cry out, only for his exclamation to be buried beneath another torrential rope of cream shooting forth from his body!

His green-eyes opened wide in horror as he reached out, trying to kick or squirm to separate the pair of them. Yet, with every throb of the dragon’s shaft pulsing through him, into him, and every spurt of seed crossing his shrinking tongue, his hope of escape drew farther away as his body transformed—irrepairably fusing them together!

Theo’s strong, muscled arms, once responsible for cleaving his enchanted blade through whatever enemies were before him, began to shrink away to melt into his stocky chest. His legs, left hanging and kicking in the air for the last few minutes, suffered a similar fate, half withering away, half-merging with the dragon’s golden nuts. The cum factories which produced the thick seed blasting through his diminishing form grew larger in turn, ensuring that Ky’s seemingly untiring climax would have more than enough ammunition to finish throbbing him away!

“Oh—Oh no. Theo!” Ky groaned, finally noticing what was unfolding between his legs, yet being powerless to stop it all the same—driving home the guilt he felt nearly twice as much as breaking his vow of chastity had.

But... At the same time, the flush creeping across the paladin’s scaled face wasn’t entirely out of shame. The last suggestive push from the temptress’ phantom danced across his mind as he watched Theo shrink and transform into let more inches on his already womb-clubbing dick meat; he was truly making Theo his!

It felt so good! He could feel the pleasure which blossomed through the former hyena’s body with every throb as their climaxes joined together... The shameful excitement and arousal which burned in his friend his dick’s depths joined with his own to encourage his new shaft’s climax to yet messier heights!

It was too much for the paladin to remain standing! So, he fell backwards, landing on his ass as the rapidly transforming hyena flopped against his chest—sending the following spurts of cream erupting from Theo’s half-transformed maw shooting up into the air. The spellsword’s fur waxed away, revealing soft, sensitive skin that was the same color of his pelt. His cream-and-orange, red-striped body retained that hue even as his shoulders and arms merged into his torso—now thickening and bulging as he took on the shape of Ky’s shaft, including the ridges lining what was throat-turned-cum-tube. His hips swelled, blossoming into the dragon’s new knot which pulsed with Ky’s their ongoing climax.

But it wasn’t just Theo that was transforming, either... Ky could feel the power and strength that the hyena once possessed flowing into his body, filtering through the curse placed upon him to twist and distort his once noble physique into something far more brutish, far more monstrous. The dragonborn clenched his jaw as he choked down his huffing pants as his orgasm finally began to taper to a close. As Theo shrank away into a ‘normal’ sized cock (at least for a hulking dragon stud), Ky began to grow. His muscles swelled as Theo’s became nothing but throbbing cock flesh. His fangs grew in prominence whilst the hyena’s lips twisted into a toothless, cum-splattering cock slit.

It wasn’t all a positive exchange for the paladin, however... What he gained physically was traded for his already lacking mentality, leaving the half-bestial dragonborn even more simple minded than before! His instincts grew to take up the space his wits ceded, leaving Ky unable to stop himself from stroking his mightier claws along Theo body his dick, appreciating the sizable log throbbing between his legs as the last features of the hyena faded away save for his distinct fur pattern. The warrior’s eyes closed, before disappearing from the cream-colored cock head, just as a final spurting and trickling flow of cream seeped from the dumb, mindless dick meat.

He still knew he should feel guilty... That he should feel ashamed... But much like before when pleasure ruled his and Theo’s mentalities, Ky couldn’t deny the feeling of satisfaction that came from his new form...

He huffed, glancing at the cum-flooded chest and the trail of dragon jizz stretching from it to his current position, before his blue-and-red eyes turned to appreciate his new hulking power.

Yes... H-he would use this power to get his vengeance! It was all for the purpose of defeating the dragonness! I-It was a noble sacrifice to make her pay as he used the very power her curse had granted him to defeat her!

O-oh and to save the hyena and restore his body... The lugheaded, half-bestial dragon reminded himself afterwards as he weaved his self-serving justifications and excuses for falling prey to the dragoness’ suggestions...

“Dude, what the hell? I look away for one minute and this is what you two get up too!?” Alin barked, breaking the stupefied dragon’s self-indulant thoughts. Yet, even with the stern scowl upon his face, the druid’s gaze couldn’t help but linger appreciatively on the other dragon’s body.

A shiver raced up the wyvern’s spine at Ky’s new strength... The power that rippled through the other draconic anthro’s being... Not to mention the giant slab of cock that had once been their friend now drooling at a near constant trickle thanks to his scaled nuts being many times their already hefty size.

“S-sorry...” Ky groaned, huffing as his newly empowered instincts rippled to the forefront of his consciousness—enticed by the scent of fertility wafting from the wyvern’s body, as well as the darker, more possessive impulses which had shamefully relished throbbing away his close friend.

“It was a struggle to think... But-But I’m in control again!” The golden paladin replied with a huff.

He was only half lying... His more rational mind was once again back in the driver’s seat after his ‘indulgence’, but it was clear even to him that the grip he had upon the leash of his hedonistic impulses had slipped considerably.

Especially with the occasional illusory touches of the damn dragonness guiding his nascent impulses and instincts into the direction that she wished!

“A bit late for that...” Alin sighed before waving his hand dismissively. “Well, we can’t do anything for now... After we finish here and rest, I should be able to pray for a spell that’ll be able to... separate you two...”

The dark, possessive, avaristic seed within Ky’s chest lurched, not wanting to give up his new dick—a thought seemingly ‘shared’ by the thoughtless spire, if the belching wad of pre it splattered onto the floor in front of Alin’s feet arose from the shaft’s own impulses and not its owner’s.

“In the meantime... At least your two’s... Uh... condition... affords us an opportunity...” The green nargacuga chimed with a nod towards the barricade that had previously barred their progress. “That shouldn’t pose much of an issue for you now, right big guy~? Not with those big, strong muscles you’re packing.”

“Oh yeah! Course not...!” The praise tacked in at the end of the wyvern’s speech made the draconic champion’s wounded pride swell—as well as his other pride that was now thinking just as much for the big lug as his head. Ky puffed out his broad chest, flaunting every detail of his enlarged scaled body, and every line of the musculature that had grown with the absorption of their friend’s body.

Forgetting entirely about the sword he left upon the floor, Ky slammed his claws through the barricade, sending the wood splintering apart like match sticks before his might and opening the path further into the temptress’ citadel.

Surprisingly, despite the loss of a party member, the remaining two adventurers' progress was swift.

The beasts that once required quick team work between Theo and Ky fell swiftly before the half-monstrous dragonborn’s overwhelming strength, torn apart by his claws or smashed against the walls with the gold paladin’s barely constrained feral violence. Even the ones that Ky couldn’t subdue immediately were dealt with swiftly by Alin’s support—constricting their movements, buffing the beasty gold further, turning even once difficult fights for the three into comfortable victories.

So much that it seemed the only challenge towards their ultimate victory would be from the very dragonborn cleaving his way through dragonspawn after dragonspawn...

Fortunately, as a Druid, Alin knew how to handle creatures motivated primarily by instinct, and the precarious tug-of-war between the dragonborn’s primal desires and his rational mind would give him a further edge. A compliment here, a murmur of praise there, all but leading Ky around by his fat, throbbing, knee-length dick which wagged with each of his steps.

Unfortunately for Alin, he underestimated a few things... Namely, the fact that Ky’s ‘rational’ mind, which should have been dominated by his shame and guilt for taking advantage and unknowingly consuming his friend during their passionate rut, had an ignoble seed growing within it as well. His guilt was increasingly not because of what had happened, but because of how good he felt doing it, and how good his new additions felt, and how much he didn’t wish to give them up.

Every idle glance from the wyvern that lingered over the dragonborn’s musk-wafting cock was further acknowledgement that Ky had done nothing wrong. Every beast he conquered all but single handedly a testament to the righteousness of that deed... Every step closer towards his mate the temptress still whispering into his ear a proof of its correctness...

Not to mention that with Ky’s simpler mind, it was near impossible for him to rationalize his way out of his desire for immediate gratification... No matter the consequences that might come to his long term goals...

It just felt too good, after all... How could it be a bad thing if it felt good...

Then there was the lovely, charming red dragonness telling him that it was alright... That this is for the best... That it was only right... That the two sluts that were his friends wanted him to be strong, to be virile, to be perfect—for him to give up on that pesky conscience always getting in the way of feeling good...

His sky blue eyes were starting to linger on Alin’s body more than they should have, sending shivers of anticipation racing through his prick when he started to wonder how he’d grow from claiming Alin as well...

Yet, the hunger that called out from the primal depths of his mind, stoked by the phantasmal, alluring touches of a lover that teased him from afar, was not like the desire that led to his fusion with Theo... It was a similar, but far more carnal, gluttonous need that echoed from his amble scaled nuts with gurgling clenches—making the red-striped, orange mast of meat drool with salacious need...

“We’re here, finally!” The druid sighed with relief, glad that their quest seemed to be nearing the end as they approached the dragoness’ final defenses; a magical ward which glowed with her Goddess’ infernal energies.

“We just need to sic you on her and teach her a lesson for taking advantage of good paladin boys. Once she’s reunited with her Goddess in the Hells, that will break your curse, and if that doesn’t restore Theo on its own, the spells I pray for tomorrow will.” The wyvern continued... Before making the fatal mistake of stepping in front of the lumbering brute of a draconic stud to investigate the barrier. “Just give me a second to work through this magic, and...”

Ky finally couldn’t take it anymore. With a feral snarl, he leaned forward to loom over the smaller wyvern’s body, before his giant clawed-hand plopped possessively around the Druid’s scalp!

Alin gulped as he tilted his head back to glance towards his friend’s lustful stare, before his eyes swiveled down to spy the monstrous dragon dick grinding demandingly against his side. He attempted to shift away from the former-hyena-turned-eagerly-throbbing shaft, but the iron-firm hold upon his head kept him from escaping from its wet warmth—especially after Ky yanked him closer so his other hand could start tearing apart the wyvern’s clothes, exposing more of the druid’s lovely green and yellow scales with every sundering yank.

“H-hey now, big boy! N-no need to be hasty... We can have some fun right after we deal with the woman that cursed you, yeah~? Wait, no, ack—!” Alin protested, fearing that he would meet the same fate as Theo if he indulged in his desire for the dragonborn’s incredible cock—only to have his face shoved against the dragon’s musky, pre-cum drooling cock tip instead!

The incredible musk and warmth of Ky’s prick made the druid shudder. His thoughts briefly scattered from his mind, making the hedonistic wyvern’s tail flicker from the sudden pheramonal overdose. His tongue absentmindedly slipped forward in his daze, lapping instinctively along the spunk-glazed surface of the half-monstrous paladin’s girth to stain his tastebuds with the much larger male’s virility...

While Alin was caught in a brief musk-induced stupor, the sorceress took advantage. Her phantasmal whispers continued, all but wrapping Ky’s neurons around her fingers with every tantalizing word.

“See~? He wants it... He wants to worship you... Wants to make you more perfect... You couldn’t deny your friend what he wants, could you~? You have to... You need to honor his desires~”

Her hand danced once more over his column of draconic vigor, coaxing the ravenous length to sputter and drool over Alin’s body. Every idle, reflexive roll from the dragonborn rolling his dick against the huffing wyvern was guided closer towards the trapped male’s head—inevitably lining the flexing, spunk-sputtering slit against his friend’s face...

“Go on... Claim him... Devour him... He already belongs to you~ All you need to do is push forward to make it undeniable~”

Her sultry words were impossible for the cursed, half-corrupted paladin to resist. With a low, possessive rumble—ever so slightly spiced with the remnant of guilt and shame from his former self—Ky’s hips rolled forward. The columns of muscle flanking his lovely auric scales flexed as his conscience finally lost the fight against his desire, silencing any potential complaint from his friend with a lurid, wet, squelch as his cock swallowed the wyvern’s snout whole~!

A shiver rolled through the golden beast’s spine while a look of panic briefly flashed across Alin’s face—at least until he incidentally snorted the aroma of the musky, confined tunnel his nostrils were trapped within, causing his eyes to roll into the back of his head and a whimpering groan to vibrate against the gluttonous cock’s innards. No better proof of the temptress’ words could have been given, the whimper of pleasure encouraging Ky to slam his hips forward and sink the rest of the wyvern’s bust into his clenching cum slit... Leaving Alin all but hanging from his corrupted friend’s cock as it slurped him out from the dragonborn’s grasp, gulping him down all the way past his shoulders!

Part of Ky knew he should stop, but... Much like how he knew it was bad to have throbbed away Theo between his legs, he still couldn’t resist the enticing pleasure goading him forward. His claws dug into the nearby wall, bracing his body as his hips began to madly roll forward, dragging the wyvern’s kicking, protesting feet against the dungeon’s floor as his cock swallowed him alive throb by throb! Every struggling squirm from Alin, every futile fight against the constricting slab of meat swallowing him down like a giant, liking python, even his desperate, muffled whimpers unable to escape the warm, noisily slurping dick’s surface, did nothing more than entice the former-dragonborn further—like a wiggling worm on a hook being presented before a thoughtless fish.

Everything combined to make every thrust forward, and every noisy, spunk sputtering gulp, more certain than the last.

This couldn’t be wrong if it felt so good could it...? Surely the nice lady would tell him if it was... Instead, she was encouraging him the entire way, her phantasmal fingers fondly stroking along the bulge Alin’s torso made within the dragon’s striped spire. Her voice murmured sweet, encouraging words into his ears... Even Alin’s scent smelled like a wyvern-bitch in heat as a shameful preyslut erection waved between his feebly kicking legs—despite his ongoing attempts at resistance.

“So... good...” Ky huffed, groaning as his blue eyes—now all but entirely obscured beneath a glinting, ruby tent—rolled towards the back of his head. His pants rolled freely from his large, fang-lined maw, his tongue lolling from his lips to sway with every breath.

Who knew throbbing and devouring his friends could be this pleasurable!?

It was just a shame that he was already devouring the last of his friends...

With one last, noisy schluurp from his cock, Alin’s feet were finally yanked up from the floor, kicking out in another frantic flurry of activity as his waist writhed against the start of the dragon’s cock. But again, his protests only result was another dutiful, ravenous throb, and another foot of wyvern disappearing down the musky tunnel towards the half-feral’s boiling balls—with the added ‘spice’ of another whimper from the druid when his own thigh-sprawling cockmeat was slurped into the tight, spunk-lathered, body-clenching passage as well~

Ky needed to devour him... The desire to feel his friend plunge into the very font of his virility was all-consuming, scattering every other thought from the lust-drunk, corrupted paladin’s mind! He shifted his weight onto one clawed hand whilst the other pumped over his wyvern-stuffed prick, inadvertently silencing his friend’s struggles as the action brought fresh deluges of precum to blast across his friend’s trapped face—coating him in a mask of stupefying musk.

Until, at last, he felt the weight of Alin’s temporarily limp body descend past his knot and into his scaled slit... Soon thereafter followed by a euphoric jolt which rivaled his hyena-throbbing climax from earlier when the wyvern’s head and shoulders rolled across his prostate before plunging into his heavy spheres!

The dragon’s stance wobbled, before the heavy muscled, half-monstrous brute of a man fell onto his back as his balls began to stretch around their prize! The outline of Alin’s whimpering, panicked face could be seen in the obscene bulge he made within the draconic beast’s stuffed spheres, especially after the rest of his body followed him past the clamping seal at the end of Ky’s dick—his legs and long tail slurped into the dragon’s hungry prick as it did so. Soon, the last traces of the wyvern’s body slipped away, gulped down with a sputter of cream pouring down around the contorting, wobbling column of dragon cock—reducing the druid down to nothing but a bulge slowly disappearing from the dragonborn’s shaft, soon to be packed away in his wobbling, protesting, friend-churning balls.

Only then did Ky’s hand, pumping along his prick, finally stop, freezing as he finally began to second guess his decisions from Alin’s panicked whimpers that were ever so faintly audible past his gurgling, prey-filled cum tanks.

He was about to digest Alin alive in his balls! His friend! He... He couldn’t really do that... Could he?

The paladin’s forbearance lasted for only a few moments before his hand began to cautiously stroke along his prick... Threading the line between hastening the wyvern’s demise by stirring his loins into a druid-smelting frenzy and allowing them to relax to buy time for a means of escape...

He was once again caught on the precipice between the old him and the new him; the monster the dragoness’ curse was luring him into becoming, and the champion of good he had once been... But even that precarious balance hung by a thread, as seen by the contorted, eager grimaces which rippled across the simple-minded hero's face...

Even that teetering balance was only possible because the guiding voice and gentle touch that had first tugged him down this path of depravity had briefly disappeared... Until...

“Ooooh... How adorable~ I expected to have found my pet all finished with his meal long before I arrived~” The dragonness’ familiar, sultry voice rang out, except this time it was not the wisp-like whispers from a shade, but rather the bold, teasing murmurs from the real cultist!

Ky’s expression slowly, painfully, tore itself away from the sight of Alin squirming from within his gold-scaled spheres to look towards the sorceress’ chambers. The barrier that the wyvern had been preparing to dispel was gone, and in its place stood the familiar temptress... Except instead of the conservative yet still somewhat enticing dress she had worn to lower the paladin’s guard before, now the red anthro dragonness’ scaled body was completely exposed—revealing her curvaceous frame from her busty tits to her egg-laying hips, and especially the black slit glistening with desire between her thighs.

“Don’t tell me my adorable pet is having second thoughts~?” The woman responsible for his current condition teased as she sauntered closer.

Her presence should have roused anger and hatred in Ky’s heart, perhaps even shame at having been duped and delivering his friends to their humiliating fates. But instead, the all-but-fallen paladin’s shaft jolted in excitement—drawing a desperate cry from Alin when the pred-dragon’s nuts clenched in reciprocation, hastening the druid’s demise as the lump he made within those scaled slut-churners softened ever so slightly.

Ky struggled to speak past his constant grunts of pleasure and desire. His thoughts fought against the alluring temptations, struggling to gain the conviction to speak the self righteous command he had practiced within his head again and again for this moment...

“Rrr-rrrf... Re-release me...” Only to manage nothing more than a huffing plea by the time his lips opened.

“Mmm... Don’t worry, my lovely, virile pet. You’ll get to get off over, and over, and over again soon enough~” The dragoness purred as she sat on the large draconic stud’s lap, resting her shapely ass against Alin’s squirming bulge, while her warm, wet slit ground against the dragonborn’s knot. Her arms wrapped around his ridged prick still sporting Theo’s color pallete, clenching the spire against her torso to run the sensitive bumps against her soft scales. Her body bounced, grinding her pet’s monstrous virility between her tits to take over for his uncertain hand.

“But first... You’re going to have to finish churning the last of your friends... Only then can I properly reward my eager toy~” She continued, although beneath the typical sweet and affectionate murmur was a less-than-subtle tone of veiled cruelty.

Yet, despite her vile nature slipping into the open, Ky still found it hard to resist her command, only able to squirm beneath the woman straddling him rather than kicking her off.

His hips ground against the stone floor, half-bucking upwards to rub his dick against her fertile sex, and half rolling the trapped wyvern within his sack against the floor. All while the dragoness continued to squeeze her body and breasts against his length—keeping one arm around the spire to hold her steady as she rolled in tandem to Ky’s motions, whilst the other reached back to rub along his prey-stuffed nuts~

It was impossible to resist... Resistance only made things worse... It felt so good to give in... Why shouldn’t he just give in...

Ky’s already fleeting grip upon his indulgent instincts slipped further with every soft brush of her hands, and every sultry murmur from her lips. His hips swiveled upwards with increasing fervor. A low, euphoric groan rolled from his lips as his nuts clenched ominously around Alin—drawing another whimper and defiant wobble from the liquefying friend-snack that succeeded only in sending another mollifying wave of euphoria through Ky’s pleasure-cursed flesh.

It was happening again... Just like when he took advantage claimed Theo that hyena-slut for himself, devouring his friends was making him stronger... Making him better, all for the paltry cost of his remaining intelligence.

The fallen paladin’s eyes rolled listlessly within his skull as his groans rumbled forth from his throat. His hands, kept dutifully against his chest rather than being used against his Mistress upon his lap, twitched as his claws grew into proper talons—losing even more of their dexterity in exchange. An auric-colored membrane crept along his deferring arms, connecting to his back to form mighty wings, his spine twisting and writhing beneath layers of new, powerful muscles knitting into being to allow him to fly!

His fangs doubled in size, his jaw-line growing with it as any capability for speech slipped from his snout. Not that Ky needed the ability to pronounce words given that even the knowledge for them was quickly falling away from his mind, leaving behind only feral instinct and primal desire as the dragoness’ curse rewove him into her ideal stud. His ever more simple grunts and growls of pleasure grew in vigor and tenor as his neck stretched longer. His shoulders snapped into position to better suit his new, quadrupedal stance, whilst his hips cracked and split, reforming to allow his stockier, now digitigrade hind legs adorned by mighty, flesh-cleaving talons to settle into their proper place.

“There’s my good boy~ My good wyvern~ What good were those noble virtues and ideals of yours in the end? Aren’t you so much happier without them~? So much happier as my eager, loyal stud...?” The red dragoness purred with a lick across her lips. Her excitement built with every transformation which rippled through her plaything's body, her ruby eyes watching closely as the half-monstrous dragonborn shed what remaining humanity he had left to become her feral playboy.

Her arousal was palpable to Ky’s enhanced senses, the wafting fertility of her sex driving his new, instinct-dominated mind crazy, now wrestling with his malformed sense of obedience he felt towards his Mistress. Fortunately, he wouldn’t be tortured for long, as the dragoness’ desire compelled her to shift her position to give them both what they wanted~

She clambered upwards, dragging the corrupted adventurer’s twitching, spunk-sputtering spire overflowing with freshly churned dragon seed down towards her cunt—before spearing herself on Ky’s vigorous virility, milking the rod’s sensitive ridges with every quivering clench of her powerful cunt-muscles!

“Mmm... Go on, big boy... Churn him. Boil your friend down into nothing more than virile wyvern spunk and blast him into my womb, hah... Fill me with your monstrous dragonspawn to do the Goddess’ vile bidding~”

The last of Ky’s thoughts bled away from his mind. Any trace of his eyes’ former soft blue-hue had been entirely burned away by the scarlet red glow that utterly suffused his vision. Feral, possessive growls rolled from his chest as his hips began to drive upwards, cramming his girth into the dragoness’ fertile sex in callous disregard for the squirming morsel still trapped within his loins! Each shuddering shiver of pleasure racing through his loins in response made his nuts clench tightly, accelerating how quickly his soon-to-be cum wad digested.

Alin’s muffled protests grew weaker as his impression within the fat, scaled nuts became softer. Each gurgling flex of the kneading scales walls nearly compacted his creamified body into a perfect sphere, almost completely erasing the last few traces of the being trapped within the bloated balls by the time the former dragonborn’s bestial draconic transformation had finished.

All to his Mistress’ delight.

The moaning woman drove her hips down to meet Ky’s bucking hindquarters, driving the golden wyvern’s knot against her tantalizing sex whilst the rest of his mighty draconic slab bulged her soon-to-be egg-laden belly. Her guiding words faltered, interrupted by the moans his ridges and girth evoked within her, letting the feral wyvern’s unrestrained primal desires run free within his mind... Allowing the same possessive avarice he had felt towards his former compatriots to turn upon her when her hold upon the mental leash to his psyche slackened.

The large wyvern rolled forward, just after another ecstatic shiver through her body left her distracted, sending the dragonness toppling off of him and onto the ground. She wouldn’t have the opportunity to chastise her ‘pet’ for getting carried away in response. A scowl barely had enough time to flicker across her features before Ky slammed his dick back into her cunt, driving the drooling point of his red-striped-and-orange dick into the back of her womb as his knot began to slam against her entrance... Making no secret of his demands as his talons gouged deep grooves within the dungeon’s stone floor, and the last trace of his final friend Alin disappeared from his overfilled nuts with one last, dreadful gurgle from his scaled spheres.

“Hah... Oh my... That once oh so shy champion is now nothing more than a big, domineering beast that wants to take charge~?” The dragonness murmured sweetly, not making an effort to stop her body from being pillaged as she sprawled back against the ground. Her arms came to rest above her head, while her legs spread wide to offer the beast unrestricted access to her monstrous brood chamber, leaving her hefty bosom and parted limbs to sway up and down with every jostling rut.

“That’s okay... I can work with that, my big, darling beast~”