Spyro & Cynder - Blurring the lines
Takes place a while after the end of Dawn of the Dragon in Spyro and Cynder's own little mountainous home. I take no credit for either Character, they are Sierra Entertainment's property and not mine- the relic is mine though 0.~ . The inspiration came from a pic I found on the web, that I will not post nor claim to own- nor can I find who owns it. Anyways, this story contains Magic, Dragons, Gender shifting /transformation, F/F action, Tail sex, and possibly a few other things I might throw in at the last min. Murrr. Anyways, enjoy the show. (Now where did I put that relic . . .) BTW it refuses to take out the extra spaces *shrugs* ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Spyro, why are you always so grouchy in the mornings? You're worse than me when I'm on my period." Cynder shouted at the purple dragon pacing the cave floor restlessly. "I can't help it." Spyro said, not even breaking his stride. "With Malefor gone, there is nothing for me to do." He stopped for a moment to hug his mate. "I love you, but you have to be restless as well. Are you?" It was more a statement then a question. "I feel like we missed something important, I can feel it." He shivered from horn-tip to tail-tip as if for emphasis. He was definitely 100% restless, fidgeting, irritable Dragon. He began pacing again. Cynder chuckled at this as she watched him pace. He was so cute when he got worked up. It gave her an idea. "Spyro, let's put some of that restless energy to use." She flicked her tail as a half invitation, but she made no further move to entice him. "Why don't we scout the countryside today? If it doesn't work off all that nervous energy, I will work of the rest tonight." She added the last bit with a wink.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Purple energy that gave Spyro his energy was primal chaos. It didn't just come from anywhere however. In a cave deep underground sat an ancient relic from times long past, long before Malefor was even hatched. It was Sentient, and also intimately linked to all purple dragons ever born and ever to be. Due to its chaotic nature it was open to influence from and to all purple dragons. Malefor, And then Spyro had both vested so much energy into Cynder, a female black dragon, that both the relic and Cynder had been changed. Cynder had been given odd abilities, but the relic, and by extension Spyro, was getting the most out of the change. Before, the relic had only known male, and now it knew female. It was the cause of Spyro's restlessness. Cynder's original measurement of Spyro's attitude might not have been too far off. The relic began to call the last purple dragon alive to retrieve it, so that it could complete the new changes that Cynder's addition into the equation had provoked. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As Spyro stepped out of the cave, the restlessness started pulling him in one particular direction, past the valley he and Cynder spent most of their time in, straight into the unexplored lost dragon lands. Taking off with Cynder close on his tail, he caught an updraft and began to lazily spiraling upwards. Once at sufficient height, he angled towards the Lands. Cynder flew by him, groping as she did, shouting, "Your it!" back at him. Then the chase was on. They flew like this for a while, until the guiding feeling Spyro was feeling seemed to be right under him. " Hey Cynder, I think there is something down there. I can feel it." Cynder gracefully turned in midair and dove straight by him, the gust nearly pulling him into a tumble, but he used it to dive down instead. As they pulled out of their dive, they leveled off into a glide just over the treetops. Cynder took this chance to yell at Spyro. "I think I saw a cave on the way down, let's check it out. " They both back-winged as the approached the small landing just outside the cave Cynder had spotted. Spyro was the first to say anything. "Uh Cynder, Something strange happened here. There are drawings on the wall, and I'm not talking about me or Malefor either. It's more purple dragons, in all different positions. Here is the strange part though. They are all male, which is something I know I wouldn't normally notice. "Strange." Was all Cynder could say at his strange attitude. But he was right. She felt something here too, something deep and ancient. "You would think that there was nothing stopping them from being female, correct?" she inquired. "I think the elders mentioned this to me a while back, something like ˜A purple dragon is always male, because their fountain of power is male in nature'. But it still doesn't make sense, I mean look at you. You may not be purple, but you can use purple fury side by side with me." Spyro's attention was drawn down the cave wall and then snapped to a strange orb picture on the wall, with a half purple, half red dragon surrounded by more purple energy than he had ever seen Malefor with coming from the orb changing the dragon. The odd part was, the more Spyro looked at the orb, and the more it seemed to be off. Spyro reared up, and just as Cynder looked over at him he pressed against the orb shaped painting, and in a crackle or purple energy disappeared.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ All Spyro felt was a strong pulling sensation, and next thing he knew he was standing in front of the orb from the drawing. A humming sound filled his head, then disappeared in a matter of moments. Then he heard a voice in his head. *Greetings young one. Welcome to the chamber of your ancestors, where my energy, the primal power of chaos, transformed the first dragon to discover this place into a Purple dragon of immense power. He ruled wisely, and passed on when it was his time. His power grew during his life, and in death came back to me. I then released it back out in search of another worthy to wield it. This cycle continued for millennia, until a paradox occurred.* *The energy split into two forms, you and the one that came before, known as Malefor. Both of you let tremendous power flow into a third. Cynder. Chaos fury, or purple fury as you call it, is pure power, raw and untamed, lashing out. Crono fury, or time fury as you called it, is the basic opposite of chaos. They work hand in hand. Time, or order, and chaos both stem from me. Things have changed; however, due to so much power being placed inside one who is not directly blessed by me. She has changed me, and through me, you.* *You will be the last of the purple dragons, and as such I wish to see the world once more.* Spyro's mind went blank for a moment, him only being able to watch as the orb went from an or shape to what looked like purple water, which poured down groves chiseled into the pedalstool and floor, forming intricate spirals all around the room, terminating at his feet. The purple liquid the flowed up his fore legs and smoothed itself across his body, then sinked in. Then Spyro's mind started working. Oddly though, he had no memory after the orb had stopped talking. It was simply not there. Shrugging somewhat, he pushed into his mind, triggering a new ability that he had not ever used before, yet did not see as new. In a crack of pinkish purple energy, Spyro disappeared.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cynder blinked for a few seconds at the spot where Spyro had disappeared, then jumped when a light pink dragoness snapped into reality where Spyro had been standing. It looked like Spyro, just more feminine and missing the amazing package that Cynder loved to make good use of. "Hello, who are you and what have you done to Spyro." She growled threateningly. A very pretty voice answered her. "Cynder, it's me, Spyro. Is something wrong you looked pissed enough to bight off someone's head." Whoever this interloper was, it wasn't Spyro. Reason one- Not male. Reason two- pink. "What's wrong Cynder?" The voice was getting alarmed. "You are what is wrong! Have you looked at yourself? How you can pass yourself off as a male purple dragon is beyond me. You are pink and definitely not male." The pink dragoness looked awestruck, then looked around and spotted a small stream flowing through the cave. Dashing over to it, the dragoness gasped and passed out cold. "That was defiantly odd. That seemed a little too much like how Spyro would act." Cynder then heard a voice echo in her mind. *The dragon you see before you is indeed Spyro, but I have joined him. All will be explained in good time, but know this- this may or may not be permanent. I suggest you teach him a few things while he is receptive. You never know what it might do.* the voice was smug and suggestive at the same time, making the Black dragoness wonder at all the naughty stuff she could teach her mate. This could be a lot of fun! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spyro awoke some time later with Cynder curled around him. " Hun, I think this is a first. I'm always the one curled around you. I could get used to this." That's when (s)he realized that he smelled a lot of aroused dragoness right in front of his nose, and it wasn't Cynder, it was Him! "Cynder, what happened, why am I a girl all of a sudden, and why am I pink?!" Spyro quickly began contorting into very provocative stances, looking himself over. It was in one of these poses that Cynder pounced him. The male turned dragoness learned two things at that moment- any touch to his new pussy sent shivers more pleasurable than anything he had experienced up his spine, and that they were on the grass. Cynder was on top of Spyro, and was rubbing her tail across Spyro's new opening, causing the pink dragoness to moan in ecstasy, bucking against Cynder's tail. "Needy, aren't we? Let's have some fun now." Whit that she took her dull tail spike and eased it into the pink's wet entrance. Spyro grabbed hold of Cynder for dear life as (s)he felt herself penetrated by Cynder's tail. (S)he never thought it would feel this good to be penetrated this slowly by anything, even a tail. Spyro cried out as her first female orgasm came crashing down on her. The sheer ecstasy of it was enough to cause her to black out, drawing both a sigh and a chuckle from Cynder. "That was fun. I see what that voice meant. This could be a lot of fun for the both of us. All I have to do is ease him into being a girl, teach him all sorts of wonderful things, and when he does change back he will know all the right spots to hit. I just can't wait." Cynder slowly removed the few inches of her tail from Spyro's pussy and licked it clean, relishing the flavor of her mate. She then curled back up next to him, and drifted off to sleep. ___________________________________________________________________________ There ya have it folks- hope you at least got hard ( or wet for the females out there) Feedback is appreciated, and if i get good feedback i might bring myself to do the "lost" scene of a book I'm writing. Clear skies and fair weather. ~Cantih