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[b][u][center]Dragon-Desiring Goo

For Zohaku

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Leroy couldn’t quite keep a smile off of his face as he stepped into the warehouse. The last of the feathers faded from his wings as his suit pulled the transformation back, the eagle fading into the human once more.

“Okay...now if I were a villain...where would I hide?”

There were a lot of choices. The new hero looked back and forth, seeing the different pieces of shelving that were arranged in haphazard style, likely by workers that didn’t want to put in the effort of trying to get things neat and tidy. Most looked as though they could be toppled over by a sneeze, but the number of things on them provided a hundred and one places for someone that didn’t want to be found to hide.

Still, it wouldn’t be that dangerous. From all the things he’d seen, this bad guy was one of the weaker ones in the city. Running from ordinary police was a good sign that they weren’t physically strong, and he doubted that he’d have to work all that hard. His shapeshifting ability would let him become anything he needed in order to take this guy down.

Leroy picked one of the aisles between the shelves at random, and started exploring. One hand rode along the shelf, keeping his balance among the littered floor, while the other was at the ready to grab anything that came near. He wasn’t taking any chances.

Well, so he thought.

He managed to explore two aisles before he stumbled onto a pile of goo. At first, he thought it was some spilled oil, or something else that had come from the various machines and packages that lined the walls, but as he was yanked back by the sticky slime, he realized that it was something more insidious.

Pinned in place as the goo spread out under his boots, the human reached for something, anything that he might use to pull himself free, but the shelves were just out of reach. Even leaning as far as he could, he couldn’t get a grip on them, and there was nothing else around that he might have used to get himself out of the puddle. He glared down at it, pulling at his legs to try and get free, but even that was useless.

Suddenly, the green puddle formed a face. A pair of eyes and a mouth grew between his boots, grinning up at him.

“[i]Mmmm, so a little hero did take the bait. And a new one, for that matter.[/i]”

“What…the hell…”

“[i]Don’t worry about what I am. Worry about what I’m going to do to you.[/i]”

Without warning, the goo suddenly swarmed up his legs. Leroy jerked back, but it was too late. With his boots trapped, there was no way to get free, and he could feel the strange, cool slime slipping up along his calves and around his knees, pulling up towards his thighs at an incredible pace.

As soon as it closed tight around his knees, he felt it start putting pressure on him to go down. He fought it, but the suit’s specialty was transformation, not strength boosting. Even with what little it did give him, it wasn’t enough to keep himself upright. Leroy went down, hard, his knees clicking against the stone floor as the slime continued climbing up him.

“What…what do you want?”

“[i]Mmm, so many things. Money, wealth, power. The usual things that turn people to crime, I’d say.[/i]”

“You’re not going…to get anything from – mmmph!”

He broke off in a moan, feeling the slime reaching the crotch of his costume. It formed itself completely to the bulge that he had down there, still not gone down from the transformation earlier. Leroy shivered as the slime started rubbing over it, teasing it and squeezing it with its strange, flexible body. The only saving grace was that there was no gap in the suit, no way for it to simply slide in at his waist to start touching it directly.

Even so, the constant squeezing and teasing was driving him mad, leaving him panting and throbbing in scarcely a few seconds. The slime seemed amused by that.

“[i]Hehehe, look at you. So horny already? I’ve barely touched you, you slutty little hero.[/i]”

“Is this…this your plan? Just tease me…for what?”

“[i]I know your sort, little hero. You never have more than a little bit of stamina, so used to getting off quickly on your own. You don’t know the pleasures of waiting, and consider it torture. So, imagine for me. How will you feel if you stay this hard…[/i]”

The slime spread up further, running along his chest. Each touch was like a lover’s hand, rubbing along his body and spreading that tingling pleasure from his crotch that much further. Leroy slumped forward more, almost on his hands and knees as the slime pushed him harder, stroking him until he moaned.

“[i]How will you feel if I keep you here…horny and desperate…for hours? Days? Weeks?[/i]”

“What…what do you want, then?”

“[i]You can transform, right? Turn into a dragon. Turn into a dragon, and I’ll take control and spread some chaos over the city. Then, and only then, will I give you the chance to get relief.[/i]”

Leroy bit off a retort at the slime’s request, shaking his head as his cock continued to throb and beg for attention. There was no way that he could give in, no way that he could allow the creature to take something that powerful over the city. He clenched his teeth, shaking his head.

“[i]You say that now…but let’s see how you feel in a few hours…[/i]”

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Leroy screamed, no longer able to hold back his need. His hips twitched and thrust into the grip of the goo villain, his body feeling like it was on fire from the constant teasing and stimulation. His cock bounced and twitched inside of his costume, and it felt like he was oozing enough pre to soak through his costume.

The slime villain had spread all the way around him, covering him from the neck down. His entire costume was saturated in it, spreading the bliss all over him.

He needed the release. He needed to finally finish, no matter how much the city needed him to hold out. The constant pleasure was turning into some sort of torture, and he could barely breathe as he tried to hold out.

“[i]Just turn into a dragon, little hero. Just be a powerful, flying freak that I can control and use against the city…[/i]”

Groaning, Leroy started to shake his head…and then, an idea came to him. An idea that sounded so crazy, so stupid, that it just might work.

“…Fine…”

“[i]Then transform! Transform, and give me the new body.[/i]”

The slime rolled him over, putting him on all fours. For the moment, the stimulation was gone, giving him a chance to focus. It took everything Leroy had to not just command the suit to take him over the edge instead, but he managed it. Barely.

A few thoughts started the transformation, the suit pressing down hard on his skin as it melded with him. Skin began to tighten, pulling together into smooth, segmented scales, running down his arms in a green and black pattern. As it reached his wrists, the little segments got smaller, finer, spreading down over his fingers and his palms. The digits thickened, getting rougher towards the tips, and his fingers grew long and tough, the tips filing down and filling out into sharp claws.

As the slime giggled in victory, the scales spread down his back, some parts of it digging into his spine and ‘pulling’ at it, his flesh mutating into the bumps that would become his wings. Leathery skin spread between the growing scaly frames, a tingle that left him shuddering from his head down to his toes.

His boots burst apart, the costume unable to completely hold his forming hind legs as the transformation continued. His toes melded together, going from five to four, and then from four to three. His nails began the same transformation as those on his fingers, hardening, thickening from the transformation.

Soon, his tail started pushing free, spreading out behind him as his arms and legs adjusted, cracking softly as they re-aligned for a four legged form. His neck ached, stretching forward as his forehead sloped backwards, giving him a more bestial form.

“[i]Yes…yes…that’s good…let me take you…[/i]”

But even as the slime spread over him, Leroy grinned. As his horns started growing in and his teeth started sharpening, he gave the final order to the costume.

Instantly, there was a POOOMF feeling going through his body as it doubled in length, his hindquarters shooting back as his forelegs skittered across the ground, leaving a horrendous shriek in the air as they clawed over the ground. His hindlegs spread wide, a thick, heavy cock falling down. It turned from a fleshy tone to a deep pink, and then a crimson red, a flared knot growing heavy at the base.

“[i]What…what are you doing?! Stop growing![/i]

It was just as Leroy had hoped. Even as he grew, the slime tried to spread further over him, trying to cover his growing body to control it, but there wasn’t enough mass to do it. He kept growing, getting bigger, and bigger. The dragon was soon larger than a city bus, but he kept getting bigger still. Soon, the creature wasn’t even big enough to cover his dick, let alone his body, and Leroy smirked.

He dropped himself down, pinning the slime in place with his cock, and humped at it again and again. The slime screamed, something about humiliation, but the dragon didn’t care. At this point, he had been denied release too long, and the villain needed to be punished.

In less than a minute, his desires were finally satisfied. Leroy ground his massive body against the little slime, climaxing hard. His cock throbbed as it spewed shot after shot of dragon seed deep into the liquid body of the supervillain, almost sending him flying across the floor from the sheer mass that he was putting out.

When he came down from his orgasmic high, the villain was nowhere to be seen. Shelves were knocked over, and there were a number of broken pieces of equipment, but the bad guy had been taken care of. The job was done.

Leroy collapsed to all fours, curling around himself slowly as his eyes closed.

[i]Nap time,[/i] said the dragon part of his brain, and he agreed.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]