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More and more patrons were making their way into the tavern as the sun was going down, slowly setting on the world of Schachath. While it wasn’t dangerous to be out at night in one of the larger cities in the region, plenty of adventurers who had spent their day delving dungeons or slaying beasts were hoping for comfort rather than the outdoors. A nice drink, a jovial atmosphere, and a place they knew they could just sit back and relax while reflecting on the day’s events. The Drowned Goblin Tavern was just such a place to do it, known for their good drinks and fine lodgings as well. It was the hottest spot for all sorts to gather, trade stories and find others to possibly set out with the next day. If it was night time and you were an adventurer not currently out on a job, it was the place to be for miles around. So, of course, Vernad would be quick to find himself standing at the front doors. While he wasn’t the most imposing of figures, Vernad had very specific talents. When you live in a world where reality is basically ruled like a fantasy RPG video game, everyone seemed to have their own speciality to try and get by, and Vernad was just the same. With a rather girlish figure, the bunny boy kept his figure on display with rather revealing clothing. It was pretty easy to distract most people just with that, giving him plenty of chances to pilfer some pockets or make off with the loot before people realized they had been had. With a singlet that just barely covered his chest and belly, leaving his sides mostly exposed, his pants weren’t exactly armor either. A pair of high cut shorts fit tightly around his waist, showing off his rear a bit and his long legs with ease. Ending in a pair of high-heeled boots, the flamboyant thief had his strategy down to a T. Even the small, cute ears on the top of his head, the rest of his human appearance was considered eye candy to plenty of folks. Although, being a thief had its challenges. There were times he had to make a quick exit from the public when someone recognized him from one of the bounty posters. It was very easy to identify anyone, their name and stats usually shown openly even if they don’t introduce themselves. It made it hard to hide, sure, but Vernad had some skills to help conceal himself when the need would arise. He just hoped no one would ruin his fun in the tavern tonight, not exactly having a backup plan of where else to go should that happen. Especially when he was getting the sinking feeling that the past few days he had been followed… Throwing off that suspicion for the moment, Vernad simply pushed open the doors of the tavern and made his way inside, stepping into a bustling atmosphere of several small groups of adventurers talking and laughing over drinks and food. While most of the tables seemed to be already filled, straight ahead at the long bar had plenty of bar stools open, with only a few people sitting sparingly here and there. Just a few steps and he was taking a seat for himself, not even waiting to see if the bartender was paying any attention or ready to serve him before he spoke loudly and boisterously. “Barkeep! A pint of mead, on the double! I’m thirsty as fuck after a long day and ready to unwind with my well-earned coin!” He even pulled out a couple of coins from his pocket, slamming them down on the bar with a thud. Talking louder than most of the other patrons, several of them turned to look at who seemed to be so sure of themselves as to be the loudest in the room, and several of those eyes stayed on Vernad even after their expectation of seeing some high level adventurer was shattered. He could hear the whispers behind him, even hearing a laugh or two from those talking about him, though most everyone went back to their conversations and drinks quickly after. Not exactly getting the reaction he hoped, Vernad was a bit ticked off that he didn’t get more attention… Even as the orc behind the bar slammed down a large flagon of mead and took the coin from in front of the bunny boy, he was surprised to see the burly guy didn’t even look at him twice, already moving on to the next patron and looking rather busy. Grabbing the cup and taking a swig, Vernad sat on his barstool for now, already trying to think up ways to show the tavern why he was the best thief and outlaw in the entire region, dreams of attention and praise already swimming through his head… Thoughts that were suddenly shattered as he heard the slight clink of a couple of gold coins just a few seats down from himself. The customer there was setting out a small tip, already turning his back and heading out of the tavern with his pack on his back. When the bunny boy looked the other way, he saw the orc bartender hadn’t even noticed the coins yet, and in fact no one around had really looked either. In a swift motion, the coins were already in his pocket, smiling to himself satisfied at having just got himself enough for another drink at least just from having sat down on this particular stool. Only a few moments, and the night was already looking up. Oblivious to him though, his night was actually looking quite down instead. Loud, deep thuds of heavy feet on wood echoed through the tavern, making almost everyone quiet down as any light coming from outside the front doors seemed to be blocked out. It was like suddenly, everyone was anticipating whoever’s steps were loud enough and big enough to almost shake the floor from the other side of the wall. Though, it seemed like a few already knew who it was, some whispers coming from among the patrons as Vernad turned around to see what the talk was about. Some of the patrons were looking rather scared, others seeming giddy or excited to see whoever it was about to walk through the front door. With a loud, forceful push, both doors to the tavern opened up and revealed who was just outside. Stepping in with two massive thuds, a giant wingless dragon wearing next to nothing managed to wedge himself into the door. Shimmering, dark purple scales adorned most of his body, giving way to a lighter purple color across his softer looking pecs and belly. And what a belly it was. Somewhere around twice as wide as the door to the tavern itself, as he finally got turned straight after stepping in, his eyes were locked directly in front. Directly at Vernad. Both hands moving toward his massive belly, he gave it a soft pat, making it slightly jostle and move the giant black skull tattooed on it front and center before he spoke in a loud, deep voice. “Vernad! I’m ‘ere ta collect yer bounties!” In a long, rolling laugh, Rai never let his gaze move away from the bunny boy, his fat tail swaying behind him as he was taking slow steps forward. Several of the tables got pushed out of the way, some of the patrons even helping to move their own seats out of the path of the wide lizard while several others seemed to be eyeing him instead. Wearing essentially just a thick jockstrap, the dragon’s rear was on full display, fat tail sprouting from above a massively thick and wide donut. That rim was so fat, it was keeping those round globes of ass cheek spread apart constantly, the hole open to the air and even twitching slightly in anticipation. The fabric in the front didn’t do much to hide anything either, the strained package easily outlining not only two massive balls, but an equally fat slit that was already being poked out from with his steadily emerging cock. As Rai’s anticipation of the final stage of his hunt was coming to fruition, his arousal was growing stronger. He knew exactly what he had planned for Vernad. Hearing himself be called out, Vernad could only feel a mix of both excitement and worry. While he wasn’t super confident he could deal with such a large creature, he was feeling a bit better finally getting the attention that he felt he deserved. He was, in his eyes at least, a notorious outlaw. Not hesitating away from the challenge either way, and without even checking anything about the heavy lizard in front of him, he moved to step up onto the stool he was sitting on and the bar. Striking a pose for everyone to see, he replied with that same loud and boisterous voice. “You think you can deal with me?! I’d like to see you even try and catch me or stand up to my attacks!” Rai wasn’t the only one that laughed at that, chuckling loudly with his hands on his gut as some of the patrons also seemed to get a kick out of that. “Ya couldn’t fuckin’ do shit to me, pipsqueak! I’ll even let ya try. Yer intelligence’s so fuckin’ low that it probbly dusn’t even clock who yer dealin’ with.” Stopping his slow advance, Rai just had a wide, shit eating grin on his muzzle as he just glared at the bunny boy. He even pressed out his belly some, putting his hands on it and giving that gut another soft smack with his hand. “C’mon then. Dun get smart ‘n check my stats now. Ya got yerself inna hole, climb tha fuck out ‘n hit me.” Some of the patrons now seem to be more into the interruption to their evenings, some cheering things on and wanting to see things continue, as if they were just getting a free front row seat to a show. Especially those that knew Rai were calling out and cheering mostly for him, wanting to see more. Those that had seen him work before knew where things were going to go, some of the guys even already adjusting themselves or reaching into their pants. Vernad did sort of sink a bit in his posture when he heard those words, having completely gotten ahead of himself and hadn’t even checked the stats of who he had challenged to fight. But for some reason, even though he knew he should have checked now, he couldn’t help himself but to listen to the bounty hunter and not check. It was inexplicable, the wild abandon he was suddenly showing and completely doing as Rai asked when he jumped down from the bar, bringing up his fists and running head first with a yell directly toward that skull-tattooed gut. The first fist came flying in, landing directly onto that belly and sinking in a good bit, but otherwise seeming ineffective. Even as combat began, and even though there was no dodge or armor, zero damage was dealt. The only thing the exchange was Vernad losing stamina, and a good bit with that loud yell and charging forward. Pulling his arm back and taking a slight step back, the thief then started to get a rather scared look on his face. He had no idea what was happening, already feeling so confused, especially as he saw that massive spire pushing out from the slit hidden under that jock strap. “Wha - Why did I do no damage…?” He asked openly, looking up toward Rai in confusion. Another long, hearty laugh escaped Rai and erupted among the patrons of the bar. The dragon seemed to glare down more, his eyes seeming to shimmer into a deep shade of red as his gaze only intensified. “Dun worry ‘bout that. Yer brain’s too tiny fer it. ‘Nother punch, pipsqueak! I’m waitin’!” Another heavy smack to that gut, making the skull design wobble some as the other hand seemed to instead be reaching under it, groping at his excessively large tent as it was only getting larger by the moment. He was already enjoying toying with his prey, feeling his cock throbbing and donut twitching as he even huffed openly, not trying to hide his arousal one bit. Again, finding the words more compelling than even before, his body almost acted without even thinking. Vernad quickly punched forward again, feeling his fist sink into that gut softly before just bouncing back toward himself. No damage again, and even now the bunny boy was feeling very off. He was told not to look at stats or anything, purposefully blind as he stood there now looking a bit tired from just the two punches. His eyes kept darting toward that swelling shaft, the increasingly large covered pillar of dragon meat just getting larger and larger by the second. The jockstrap was getting stretched to its limit, not even able to cover and giving everyone on the sides a look at the throbbing, pink and ridged dragon cock. It was getting close to being the same size as the thief himself, who couldn’t help but feel his own shorts starting to get a bit tighter. Each time both Rai’s gaze and Vernad’s met though, it was a completely different sensation. As the dragon’s eyes were getting a deeper shade of red, almost looking like they were blazing with fire at this point, Vernad was just getting more and more confused. He could feel his body getting hotter, his length getting more and more hard while his strength and stamina were just dropping. The sounds around the rest of the room were starting to disappear, his focus being put directly on the massive dragon, and starting to want to just stare directly into those eyes and listen. So much so, that he was slowly lowering his fists, almost drooling as he looked up at Rai while his shorts tented out with his meager manhood. What the thief wasn’t seeing as he was being completely blind to the spells and skills being used around him was what Rai was actually doing to him. That red gaze wasn’t just his ire, but his very special Soul Gaze. A very strong ability that he was only one of few to possess, using it on someone quickly made them more agreeable to what they were told, grow debilitatingly aroused, and drain both their stamina and will rather quickly. But that wasn’t all that was happening. Rai didn’t come to be the level ninety-nine exploiter just from that gaze alone. His entirely maxed out stats and unbelievable defense and attack values were his from a very young age with little to no work of his own. Those that knew how to exploit the laws of the world were able to bend it to their will in ways most people would even dream about, and Rai got very good at doing just that. Even if Vernad had peaked at his maxed out stats before the combat began, he still wouldn’t be able to get away from the dragon with how below average his level twenty stats were. The small-time outlaw was doomed from the moment Rai started hunting him. Although, the dragon didn’t think that just getting the bounty and the thief winding up in jail or something of the sort was a fitting punishment. He could tell Vernad was cocky and a show-off, bragging about his bounties or his crimes rather than feeling guilty about them. There was a much more fitting punishment that he could easily carry out himself and collect the bounty later, and that was exactly what was making him so aroused and excited right now. Keeping that gaze focused on Vernad, one hand giving his belly a slow rub and the other still stroking on his length from outside the strained fabric of his jockstrap, Rai’s grin only seemed to get wider as he spoke. “That’s right. Ya know it’s useless. Yer tiny ‘n weak. Ya do as yer told. As I tell. Kneel.” The words were deliberate, deep and resonating. The sounds of the patrons had disappeared, Vernad’s own will quickly starting to wither away as he looked up toward the dragon with an utter reverence as those phrases were burned into his mind. Instantly falling to his knees, the bunny boy stayed there, his pants tented out by his hard length as everything else fell away. He couldn’t even see the bar anymore, couldn’t even think straight or of anything else but the magnificent, massive dragon in front of him. He had to do as he was told, and he was ready to. Not a word escaped from his lips as he stared into the gaze deeper, even as it was stripping him of everything. Silence coming from the bunny boy was music to the dragon’s ears, starting to ignore the crowd cheering on and edging him on further as he focused that continued gaze still. A few loud thuds resonated in the bar, Rai’s heavy steps making the entire building shudder before he came to a stop just in front of his victim, reaching out with the hand that was on his belly and putting two clawed fingers together just in front of the staring eyes. With the loud snap of those fingers, the world shuddered. Everyone looking on from the sides suddenly gasped, the cheering stopped as it looked like the world just tore open to a void, only to suddenly come back with a loud clap. A sound mimicking thunder, like the air had been separated and suddenly rushed back together to fill the space resonated through the tavern, a purple flash causing a split second of blindness to everyone before it seemed like nothing had changed. But anyone paying attention would quickly and easily notice what had just taken place. Even Vernad - Vernad doesn’t sound right… Where did Vernad come from? - Even Assring was somehow aware that everything had just changed. His name had always been Assring of course, and he was always level 1, but of course something did just change. He knew exactly what it was, too. With a wide smile on his face, the bunny boy beamed up at his owner, knowing that he finally met the goal the dragon had imposed for him. He finally hit ninety-nine points in lust, which meant he finally got what he always dreamed of. It didn’t matter that there were a bunch of people watching or he was in a public space. He was more than happy for everyone to see his name, his class of Dragon Slave, and his eagerness to finally take his place where he belonged. So ecstatic, he couldn’t help but yell it out. “Finally, Master Rai! I’m now perfect to be your Assring! Please, press me up against your fat donut and put me in my place! I want to twitch and clench between your fat butt cheeks forever!” A mixture of loud laughs, cheers, and even slight moans erupted amongst the crowd looking on at the spectacle. While only a few really understood that the dragon just caused a massive glitch in reality to completely rewrite the thief into an eager slave ready to be joined with his ass, most others didn’t even question it. Some even had their pants pulled down a bit, casually stroking at themselves and finding the scene incredibly hot. There were even calls and chants starting telling Rai to sit on the once-thief. Calls that Rai was all too eager to indulge in. Using a clawed finger, he cut through the waistband of that jockstrap, making it snap and fall off his massively large shaft as it pulsed in the air, as well as getting it out of the way for what was to come. Even though that length of his was larger than Assring was tall, he still preferred attention under his tail, to that massive donut that kept his cheeks spread apart. A donut he was about to make that much more pleasurable and thicker in just a moment. Turning around with loud thuds from his footfalls, he already had his tail raised up, showing off the sweaty, twitching ring of flesh to the smaller bunny boy as one hand reached back to pull that globe of rear apart from it. Other hand quickly stroking along his shaft, he didn’t lean back or anything else. All he had to do was give his order, mixed with a soft huff of anticipation. “Smear yerself on my asshole, Assring.” Like lightning, Assring stood up and quickly shoved his entire body up against the twitching ring with a loud moan, face planting against it and already going to lick at some of the sweat dripping down the plush ass flesh. His hands were quick to tear his clothes off himself with wild abandon, getting himself completely naked and smothering himself up against the ring as the soft groans from the dragon told him he was doing a good job. Deep moans came from the outlaw, pressing as much of his body up against the twitching hole as best as he could. He couldn’t wait to start feeling himself sink into it and becoming one with that donut, and he didn’t have to wait long at all. Sticking his rear back up against the eager slut, Rai was already focusing on his prey again, starting to feel his thick donut getting a bit hotter as he pressed back. It only took a second for the spell to fire off, a deep groan escaping his lips while his giant pillar of dragon cock spurted out thick jets of precum onto one of the nearby tables and the floor. The electric feeling of flesh joining with his own, of the bunny boy behind him sinking into his hole was impossibly arousing. The shaft in his hand throbbed strongly, almost more than it ever had before as more of the femboy’s flesh was being taken in, changed into the same stretchy ass flesh that Assring so heavily craved. Most of the crowd got a great view of what was happening, starting to lose track of where the bunny started and the donut ended as it seemed to get a bit more puffed out and thicker while more of the once-thief disappeared. For Assring, his world was being completely changed, his thoughts starting to escape him as his perspective was instantly shifting. A lot of his feeling or movement was being restricted, starting to only feel the slight twitching and clenching of his new body, of the massive dragon asshole. But two things were appearing above all. Pleasure and lust. Sinking in further, Assring’s vision went black, completely disappearing as the sensation of throbbing and pulsing was only getting stronger and stronger. He suddenly felt a finger slowly dragging across the center of his new body, and would have let out an extremely loud moan if he could. Instead, he twitched and clenched tight in the extreme pleasure that coursed through his body, no longer able to feel his old self and now completely the thick donut between the dragon’s ass cheeks. Rai did let out the loud moan though, the pleasure almost feeling double what it was before as the involuntary twitch and clenched of his donut was a foreign feeling to him. The dragon could feel the new presence there, able to see not only the name Assring for his hole, but the stats having morphed and changed. Stroking over his massive shaft faster as he checked the stat sheet, Assring was a level one Anus, with stats like ninety-nine lust, size, stretchiness, tightness, eagerness and more. The perfect donut for one like him, Rai was so excited not just to permanently keep his new donut as it was, but also for later tonight… His mind already drifting toward just what kind of feeling he would get when his extremely hung friend started to plow his newly-sentient rear entrance made his cock pulse that much stronger, firing off a small geyser of precum that splattered against the wall and over some of the patrons. Rai almost didn’t want to wait, taking the hand off his cock to reach toward the bag of holding at his side and shoving his arm in deep. “Dun worry, my eager Assring… Yer gonna stretch good…” Finding exactly what he needed in the magic, bottomless bag that was larger on the inside, he slowly started to pull out a massive, black butt plug with a wide grin. For anyone else in the room, it definitely wouldn’t have fit anywhere. But for Rai, it was the perfect size to give his hole a good stretch and stay put. He didn’t skip a beat as he brought it more toward his length, going to let some of his drooling precum coat over it while he made sure it was slick enough before his fat tail reached around front to wrap around the base. “Open wide, Assring…” Those teasing words couldn’t really reach his new donut of course, but he still felt nice saying them as his tail skillfully moved the very tip of the massive plug right up against his hole, nudging in the center of it and already starting to push in slightly. The dragon's loud moans only got louder as the pressing continued, feeling his hole stretching open easily to start taking the huge plug like a pro. Each inch pushing in, each more that donut had to pull open over the toy though was a completely different experience than before. There was a heat in his rim, strong and pulsing and only getting stronger. The lust and need coming from his sentient asshole only pushed him to want more, the pleasure much higher than before, as if he was experiencing it for two people. As he stretched, Assring’s thoughts and wants devolved into just the most simple and basest terms. All he could think about was the next inch, the next bit of stretching, the next soft twitch… The feeling was like pure ecstasy at every turn, even causing involuntary throbbing and clenching over the toy as it was pushed in by that tail. There was nothing else for him, just being an eager, hungry donut for his owner. Quickly forgetting about anything before, about his body or his life before, his thoughts dulled into just a happy, massive assring, just like his name says he was. With the slight, slick and wet noise of that plug slipping fully in properly, the very base of it still sticking out of that twitching ring, Rai let out a low groan as he couldn’t help but slowly move to turn around a bit. He wanted to give the crowd the chance to see what happened to the cocky thief, what his new life was, and to show off his thick rim again as he kept teasing at his own cock. “Mmmh… He’s mine… Ya will be too if ya do dumb shit ‘n I catch ya. Dun be a fuckin’ idiot.” A rolling, eager laugh came from him as he completed that slow turn around with the loud thuds of his feet, he was already heading toward the door with his massive dick in one hand and the other hand on his thick belly. “Jobs dun fer today. Time ta go fuck.”