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Always Read the Reviews - By Dreamer Hyena Ft. Dreki

Adrian could hear the squeal from his room, with the door shut and his headphones on high volume;.

"Oh my god, oh my god oh my god it's here!" Derek screamed from the other room.

Adrian sighed and pulled his headphones off, then muttered, "noise canceling my ass."

He tossed the headphones onto his computer desk, stood up and walked to his door. The tall young man tucked some of his errant hair back behind his ear as he heard more noises of excitement. It wasn't that his roommate was really annoying or anything. In fact, he had to admit that Derek was the best roommate he had ever had. But this last week had been a trial, and Adrian had grown tired of the pacing and constant nattering from his scruffy faced roommate while he waited for his package to arrive.

Adrian walked out to find Derek had not waited for him. Packing pellets and bubble wrap had been flung across their living room and Derek was already elbow deep in the much anticipated parcel, his form crouched over their cheap coffee table. As Adrian walked forward he had to stifle a yelp as he stepped on popping some of the discarded bubble wrap causing a loud bang.

"Damn, they didn't take any chances with it breaking did they," Adrian muttered while he peered over Derek's shoulder and into the shipping box.

"I am glad they didn't! This was almost three months' salary! I would've been pissed if it leaked!" Derek said.

His eyes lit up as he spotted his prize: a glass vial, wrapped in plain paper and shoved in a bubble-wrap tube. Derek hunched over and for a moment in the dim light of the room he looked like Golum clutching his precious ring, like he was never going to let that vial go. This was it. It was here.

Adrian stared down at Derek for a moment as his gaze slid between the vial and his friend. After a moment of awkward silence he felt he needed to say something.

"You didn't say it was that expensive... I mean what if it's a dud! These things are so commonly fake! You said you didn't even get it from a reviewed source!"

Derek glared up at Adrian and replied, "give me more credit than that dude. I did my research. This was close-out stock from a legit company. There wasn't a lot about them online about them but, you know, they got bought out and this was one of the last batches they had. I mean you know this stuff is crazy expensive. They were basically giving it away so they could pay their creditors."

Derek gently stroked the thick glass of the vial, admiring the swirled black and pearly white liquid. It had an odd shimmer to it, the black parts a deep velvety black that left the white parts looking yellowish gray in contrast.

Adrian had to resist talking back as he knew part of his anger was envy. He secretly had wanted one of these for years, and here one was, in his very own house, and it wasn't even his. Since the new President had relaxed ethics laws for big Pharmaceutical as some sort of economic boosting opportunity, all sorts of new products had popped up on the market. New and affordable cures for diseases seemed to turn up daily, but there was one thing in particular Adrian was interested: the so-called transformation serums.

Adrian and Derek both loved the idea of becoming something other than human, although Derek was less subtle about it. Japan had started the fashion trend, and it had slowly began to trickle down to America. Some of the changes were temporary and others were more permanent. Usually it was simple things like little cat ears or a wolf tail. It was like putting on a new set of clothes, except those with enough money could try out all sorts of forms. There were fan groups for certain species and even genetic hybrids that brought fantasy creatures to life. It was the ultimate form of body modification and rebellion. Unfortunately Derek and Adrian had neither of the two things that made it easier to get these items: money or connections.

Adrian tried his best to hide his envy and gave his friend a hearty, almost overenthusiastic pat on the shoulder. "Well, are you going to try take it today? How long does it take?"

He glanced down at the box, but all he saw was a lot of Chinese. It didn't seem to have any of the normal pamphlets or documents that come with medication. The only information about the product itself was a print out on standard letter paper in several different languages. That concerned Adrian but Derek insisted it was because this was a closing out sale so of course they wouldn't have proper packaging.

Derek scanned the page for a few moments, reading slowly and carefully. "It looks like this is a slow acting serum, permanent of course. I mean that's part of the reason why I bought it."

Adrian could almost hear Derek's heart racing as he read the package. He'd gone silent as he was reading some more, so Adrian asked, "and?"

"Well, it basically says to shake it, drink it and I'll be a dragon in about a week. But the English is really bad. 'Drink fast for week and you per dragon of desire.'"

The image at the bottom of the page, printed in fading black and white, was a cartoony drawing of a dragon with comical little bat ears and a slightly surprised expression.

"It's translated soo badly, but one week. That's what the auction said. I already took next week off in anticipation! Think about it - one week and then I'll be a western dragon!"

"What color will you be? Will you have wings?"

"I don't know. It was a close-out auction, I didn't really get a choice of anything other than species."

Adrian opened his mouth to ask more questions but Derek waved him silent without even looking up from the piece of paper, "don't worry. My job said they're fine with this. I have enough left to pay rent for a few months anyways in case they aren't."

Adrian sighed slightly and moved over to take a seat on the couch. He watched Derek fiddle with the bottle and tried to imagine what his roommate would look like by next week. Would he be big? Small? Attractive? His roommate was not bad looking as a human by any means. His skinny form attracted plenty of girls, especially when he remembered to groom himself. He wasn't exactly a slob, as in he showered every day, but he didn't pay particular attention to the clothing he wore or his facial hair. Adrian had to wonder if his roommate would be one of those anthros that still had hair or not. Both he and Derek had long hair and their friends calling them Barbie and Skipper to tease them from time to time. Things would be different, that was for sure.

While Derek reread the sheet of paper Adrian mulled over what he would choose if he were able to buy something like this. He did like dragons, but since Derek was going to be one maybe he would become something else. He definitely didn't see himself as an elf but maybe he could be an Orc, big and strong, accentuating his broad shoulders and thick forearms. Or maybe he would he go for something completely different; something lithe and nimble like a cheetah or another big cat. The problem with full body transformations is that after one or two, the body could begin to reject them, so it was a risk every time he took one. The first ones were almost always okay, but there was no guarantee after that. That's why most of them were permanent. DNA backups were difficult and time consuming too. It wasn't like he could just keep trying new forms until he found the one that fit him best so he needed to make a decision before he splurged. Besides that, if he ever saved up enough for one transformation that would be it. These things could cost the same as a house in the city and of course, nobody could take out a mortgage on a transformation. He shook his head to clear the thoughts from his mind. There was no use dreaming of things he couldn't have. He had student loans from his failed attempt at college to pay off, car insurance payments and so many more debts to deal with. He couldn't blow his money on something like this, no matter how much he wanted to. He'd basically have to win the lottery, or get lucky and find a deal, like Derek did.

"Alright!" Derek said, as his hands shook with excitement. "I'm going to take it now! No time like the present right?"

Derek took a deep breath and popped the lid off of the vial then stared into the swirl of colour.

"Can I at least smell it?" Adrian said.

Derek nodded and walked a little closer, then held out the vial. Adrian took a sniff and furled his brow. "Doesn't smell that great."

"What did you expect? Wildflowers?"

"No, but it kinda smells synthetic, salty almost. Not like poisonous but not normal either."

"Yeah, I can smell it from here, but at least I only have to swallow it once. Want to give me a count down?"

"Nah man, just go for it. Live your dream" Adrian sighed again then mustered up a grin and a half-hearted thumbs up.

"Here we go, then. Bottoms up."

Derek tipped the vial back. Adrian watching the thick goop drooled out and into the waiting human's mouth. Given the noxious smell He couldn't imagine that was going to taste very good, but Derek dutifully swallowed every last drop of the swirling liquid down before he scrunched up his brow.

"That. Was. Awful," he said. "It tasted like burnt tires and salt water. But you know, no going back now." He lowered his head and looked at the empty vial, little bits of the gelatinous liquid still staining the edges of the glass, then he set the vial aside for safe keeping.

"Well, am I changing yet?" Derek grinned to Adrian.

Adrian shook his head then replied, "no but I can smell that stuff on your breath."

"Yeah, but at least I've kinda gotten used to the taste."

"Bro take a breath mint or something," Adrian joked. They both sat for a while chatting after that, speculating what he would end up looking like and what his color would be. They settled on black and white, but because the serum had been purchased on the internet at a fraction of what it would normally cost there was no way to be sure. Only time would tell.

* * * * * * *

The next afternoon, Adrian staggered home from work. His temper was salty from the long double shift and the old lock on their front door was particularly stubborn today, which didn't help his mood. He made a mental note to pester his landlord for the hundredth time to replace the battered lock, or at the very least get some oil. After finally getting it, he threw his shoes down with a resounding clunk and walked into the living room. It wasn't even half a second after he had flopped down on the couch and turned on the TV when he heard the footsteps of his roommate running out to meet him.

"Adrian! Look! It's started!"

Derek almost squeaked with excitement as he pointed at his face. Adrian glanced over his roommates clean-shaven face, completely confused. He couldn't see anything different.

"Come on, I saw it immediately!"

"Umm, I don't know. No scruff?"

Adrian instantly regretted the questioning tone in his voice as he saw a bit of hurt flash in his roommates eyes. Derek was terrible about shaving and Adrian often teased him about growing a neck beard, but today his roommate was perfectly shaven. Now that he looked closer, even his eyebrows were thinner and he didn't have any nose hair at all.

"It's all gone! I was sitting there and it didn't even realize it till I went to the restroom and, uh, well, that's not the only hair that's gone!" Derek talked quickly and his excitement was infectious. It overwhelmed Adrian's bad mood until he found his negativity fading away.

Adrian was flabbergasted. Now that he noticed it, he could see just how shiny smooth his skin looked, as if the pores themselves had disappeared. It made his skin look almost fake, but Adrian had watched all the transformation documentaries and knew these in between stages could get quite weird. He could tell it really was working. His roommate was changing. Part of him had expected, almost hoped it would just be a scam, and he wouldn't be left alone as a human without his best friend, but here was proof that his roommate was really becoming a a dragon and he actually couldn't be happier for him.

"That's awesome Derek. I'm sure that'll save you tons of time in your morning routine since you won't have to shave." Adrian chuckled. "Is there anything else you have noticed?"

Derek shook his head but Adrian inspected him further. It might have just been the dim light in their living room but he did notice another, more subtle change. His roommate's face had a bit of a feverish cast to it. His skin in places looked a little ghostly and was shiny, as if he was sweating.

Derek burped a little then covered his mouth and mumbled, "excuse me."

There was a distinct smell about his breath that Adrian couldn't place at first, but the more Derek breathed and shifted back and forth the stronger it got. Not only did it seem to be on his breath, but when he held out his hand Adrian could smell it from where he stood and he could see that his hand looked strangely damp and shiny. Adrian looked away from that hand and caught a glance of Derek's shorts where he immediately saw just how much they tented around his groin. Derek wore loose fitted basketball shorts but they didn't do much to hide how turned on he was by the idea of transforming, and obviously he couldn't stop thinking about it because he was still tented each time Adrian glanced back. And as he slid onto the couch beside Adrian, it became clear that Derek smelled like he had just jacked off. The distinct, salty, heavy scent of semen wafted off of his body when he moved, so thick at times that Adrian almost gagged. Derek at least was modest about his arousal, and covered his groin up with a blanket, but that didn't help much for the scent, which Adrian kept getting strong whiffs of every time he spoke or moved.

Adrian slid to the far side of the couch and leaned away from him. He smirked to himself a little bit. He didn't blame Derek at all - he had dreamed of and even sexualized the idea of transforming himself. He too would likely have spent the day jerking it, imagining what he was going to become. He guessed that Derek, in his excitement to show off the changes, forgot to wash up after cumming.

"Maybe you should take a shower, eh?"

"Nah, I did earlier. I think I'm alright."

Derek didn't get the hint.

Adrian sighed and looked over him again, marveling at the way his skin shone. It almost looked as if he was sick, pale in some places.

"Do you feel hot?" he asked, then reached up to see if the changes had caused a fever or something. Derek's skin felt clammy, wet almost, and oddly cool to the touch. After a moment of touching his forehead Derek pushed him away.

"Dude, don't be weird. I'm alright. I'll tell you if I need anything."

Adrian pulled his now damp hand back and wiped it on his pant leg. A slight tackiness stayed stuck to his hand, and he decided it would be prudent to wash it off before playing games tonight.

Derek continued, "I feel great. I haven't had an upset stomach or anything. It's weird because I haven't eaten anything, but I don't feel like I need to. If anything, I'm maybe feeling a bit stiff and sore but it's great!"

Derek gave a large, reassuring grin. Adrian half hoped to see sharpened fangs but his roommate's teeth still looked normal.

"Well, now that I'm looking closer, your ears are more pointed too and look bigger, and looks like your nose is starting to move too. I guess you're getting a muzzle. Damn man. It's really happening for you."

"It's OK man, I get it. Once I'm done changing we'll find you a good deal, hey? You know how good I am at online shopping. I'll even help pay for yours if I have the extra cash."

"Sure man, we will see. Well, want to play some video games?"

Adrian started pulling stuff out of his pocked, and tossed his keys and wallet into his jar on the end table. He was about to suggest that Derek wash off his shiny hand before grabbing the controller but his roommate had already gripped enthusiastically onto it and was grinning wildly.

One extra bonus of Derek turning into a dragon was that he was now not nearly as great at the game. His coordination and reaction time was a bit slow, and Adrian was able to beat him rather easily in some of the fighting games they were usually equally matched at. Derek laughed and insisted that he wasn't giving Adrian the edge on purpose to make him feel better, but Adrian didn't know what to believe.

After gaming for an hour Derek got a bit fidgitty, twitching every so often, subtly rocking his hips and panting under his breath. A few minutes later he declared he was done for the night. Before Adrian could even ask if he was OK, Derek tossed his controller onto the table and sprinted off to his room, blanket still wrapped around him. Adrian shook his head and picked up the controller to put it away properly, then frowned at how sticky it was. Derek really was sweating a lot. He'd have to remember to clean it off in the morning.

* * * * * * *

The next work day was shorter for Adrian but their door lock was just as stubborn. Adrian swore and cursed at it until it finally gave in.

He stepped into the foyer to find the house oddly silent. This time Derek didn't come up running to greet him. The house was uncomfortably warm, as if the heat had been turned up, and he immediately stripped down to a t-shirt.

"Derek?" He yelled out. "You know, you can keep the door unlocked when you're home dude. We've talked about this."

Adrian wandered into the living room where a blast of hot, moist air smacked him in the face. A strong scent hovered in the room, the salty stink unmistakable. His eyes narrowed at his shirtless roommate who sat on the couch, playing video games and not paying attention to him whatsoever. Adrian opened his mouth to rip into his roommate about jacking it in the living room, but stopped when he saw how many changes had overcome his roommate. His eyes widened as he took it all in.

The first thing he noticed was the dull greyish pink and darker desaturated grey that was spreading across his face and nose. His roommates skin was speckled in places, almost as if it was a faded tattoo, and in other places it was, bright, vibrant and glossy. The skin that hadn't changed yet was white and looked a bit sick, with veins of black seeping and oozing their way down his chest. The brightest colour was on his back where a vibrant pink stripe now ran down Derek's spine. The color change was so striking that it took a few minutes to notice the other changes. His roommates ears had grown even more pointed and started to migrate higher up his head. Derek was sweating harder now, likely because of how hot he had set the temperature in the room, giving his skin a glossy wet look, and his forehead and chest was even dripping with thick globs of whitish sweat. The patches of skin on his chest that had changed were perfect, without a single mole or scar showing. There were no scales or texture, but maybe that was coming next.

"Hey, welcome home. I just was replaying Spyro. Seemed fitting." Derek didn't even look up at Adrian. He wasn't being as modest this time, and it was quite clear how aroused he was, as he even occasionally reached down to rub at his tented shorts, which were damp in places, likely from the sweat. He sounded distracted, distanced, and Adrian watched the little dragon on screen zoom around then fall right off of a cliff. Derek let out a sigh and shook his head.

"My fingers are getting stiffer," he said. "Getting harder to play."

He put down the controller, which was clearly wet where he had touched it, then finally looked up at Adrian. His face was starting to look very different. Derek's jaws had stretched forward and realigned to form a half-muzzle. His human lips were a little bit brighter pink, as if he was wearing lipstick. Patches on his face had darkened, and markings had formed from his eyes down to his jaw.

Derek smiled a little and mumbled quietly, "how do I look?"

"Uh, wow man, that's a lot more changes. How are you feeling?"

Adrian walked towards the couch then recoiled as another waft of that strong cum stench filled his nose and made him gag. It was so strong he felt like he was going to vomit. Adrian pondered for a moment, then moved to open a window to let in some fresh air. He pondered scolding Derek for fapping in the common area, but ultimately decided he could give his friend a pass on this one, seeing how he was turning into a dragon.

"Close the window. It's cold out."

Adrian shut the window part way as a compromise and looked over his roommate some more. His shorts were darkened and damp, crusty and dry in some areas, and the leather of the couch had puddles of whitish liquid on it which were dripping between the cracks between the cushions and down onto the floor.

"Ugh, OK, that's gross dude. Go take a shower then clean up your mess. You smell terrible."

"Oh, I uh, I..." Derek stammered. "I'm just running a load of laundry. Need new towels. Sorry."

"Oh God, really? I hope you didn't use my towels."

"No, don't worry. I'm not stupid. But I did just shower, so I'm clean and I don't smell at all!"

Adrian doubted his friends definition of clean, but there was no point arguing so he decided to just go get some dinner in the kitchen. He reheated some leftovers as Derek went immediately back to gaming. At least the smell of food covered up the salty stink that hovered in the air, and opening some windows had helped with the moisture.

He brought his food into the living room and opted to sit on the couch across from Derek. He ate slowly, watching him carefully, before he said, "you look hot still... You're sweating like a pig. Why did you turn up the heat so high?"

"I'm not hot. I'm cold," Derek replied.

Adrian reach out again to his friend's forehead and it felt slimy. A thick ooze squished up between his fingers and clung to his skin. He pulled back suddenly, tendrils of the whitish gunk threading between his hands and Derek's forehead.

"Ugh, are you kidding me dude? I thought you said you showered! You're covered in goop!"

"I did shower. I'm perfectly clean!" Derek insisted.

Adrian rubbed his fingers together, feeling how thick and sticky the stuff was. In patches where Derek's skin had turned black, the white goop had almost stained it, giving him a mottled look. At least he didn't feel like he was overheating.

"But don't worry. T- the goo isn't what you think it is," Derek stuttered. "It's just a bi-product of the transformation. It'll go away once I'm fully changed."

"Oh, thank God, I guess." Adrian replied. "It's still nasty. Are you sure you're OK?"

"I feel great! Don't feel too hot or anything, and it looks like I'm going to be maybe a black and white dragon? This is great! Oh! And I decided I should change my name! I should have a Dragon name... So I'm going to change it to Dreki."

Dereks eyes looked alive again and he gave Adrian another one of those excited, reassuring smiles. Adrian resisted saying that Derek was looking far more pink than white, but that thought was interrupted as he noticed his roommates teeth were turning pink too and looked notably smaller. Pink fangs on a dragon? This didn't seem right. His mouth looked weirdly round, too, and when he caught a glance inside it was dripping with that same whitish goop that his body was covered inl

"Dreki, oh. That's a great name, but, I don't know man... You look weird. You don't have scales and I just, dunno, thought a dragon would look different by now."

Dreki's excitement instantly turned to annoyance.

"I'm fine! It's just what I wanted man, jeeze, give it time. It's only been two days! Now, do you want to play a multiplayer game or just watch me?"

Dreki tossed the other controller to his Adrian, who picked it up and wiped it on his other pant leg. Adrian could only sigh, and eye his roommate, glad he had a leather couch, not cloth. Dreki's pants were soaked with that goop and could not be comfortable. They'd obviously need to be discarded once he was done with them. Adrian switched games. He couldn't help looking over every now and then, noticing how his friend's hands seemed less dexterous. His fingers were swollen and he was having difficulty pressing the buttons one at a time. The scent didn't seem so bad any more, at least. Adrian guessed it was fading or he was just growing nose blind to it. He found himself thinking about rubbing one out after gaming. He'd be sure to shower, at least, as he didn't want their house smelling any worse than it already did. But he shook his head and went back to the first person shooter Dreki had chosen, to distract himself from those dirty thoughts.

* * * * * * *

Adrian was grateful his weekend was coming up as his sleep had been rather turbulent. He had several sexual dreams and had woken hard many times in the night. Worse yet, some of the dreams had had a decidedly gay tone of him fucking his roommate, which he really didn't want to think about. He had said he was bi to impress girls, but in truth he had never found himself attracted to men. He had an inkling that it might be something to do with the scent filling the house, but he forced himself not to dwell on it too much, and opening the windows overnight had at least aired out their living room.

Adrian had prepared himself mentally for what he would find when he got home from his last double shift of the week. This time, the door opened easily. Derek hadn't locked it. Adrian walked up the stairs and was greeted with quite the sight. He had not prepared himself enough.

"Hoooly fucking shit," he said, not even realizing what he had uttered..

The creature that sat on his couch hardly resembled Derek any more. What had once been his friend turned his head to look at him with dull, dumb, yet happy eyes. Dreki's face was near unrecognizable. Neon pink horn like protrusions were growing from the back of his skull. His face had turned entirely black, save for the hot pink markings. His mouth had grown out into a thick round snout, and a little bit of drool ran down his chin. He almost looked surprised, and didn't close his mouth, just breathed through it which made sense as his nostrils looked like mere dents, for decoration only. The black portions of his skin had darkened from a grey to a glossy black, though there were still many sweat marks and streaks running down his glossy skin, that didn't fade when he rubbed self consciously at them. The bright pink markings were almost attractive, and highlighted the inside of his mouth and his large pointed ears. His back was perfectly smooth, with a neon pink and purple stripe running down it and two new pink bulges that were growing by his shoulders. His hips had similar pink bulges forming, which made Adrian doubt it was his wings forming.

As the creature stood up, peeling Himself off the couch with a sticky wet slurp, Adrian could see he was forming a small nub-like tail that poked through the opening of a pair of Adrian's own boxers. The tail seemed to have a natural upwards curve to it and on the underside there were hot pink arrows pointing down towards his rump. The boxers had been turned around so the tail could go through the crotch flap, but his front end was tented out too. Dreki didn't seem to hesitate to show that off, giving a little turn for Adrian so he could catch a glimpse of the pink and black tail. The fabric of the boxers was soaked, slightly transparent and clearly ruined, clinging to his shiny flesh and showing off the bulge of his crotch, where Adrian could fully see the shape and details of his friend's length that strained at the underwear. Dreki smirked as Adrian's gaze lingered there for more than a second.

The stink of cum hovered in the room like a thick fog, and it made Adrian's head hurt. The closer he got to Dreki and his spot on the couch the stronger the smell got, noxious and heavy it made it hard to breathe. He found himself rocking his hips uncomfortably back and forth as he stared at his changing friend, not wanting to admit he was aroused by the transformation, even if it was weird. His friend was covered in goop now, beads of pearly white running down the shiny black skin like he was still sweating, and in many places what had been black had dulled back to a yellowish grey. He swallowed and gave another turn to show off, and Adrian couldn't help but notice how wet the boxers were around the underside of his tail, and he could see streaks of goop that had ran down and stained his friends legs. His lips were stained with the stuff too and his breath was rank, and when he moved his mouth Adrian could see it was filled with webs of white goop. Adrian found himself awestruck and speechless at the gross changes that were happening to his friend.

Adrian realized his friend was shorter now, and his hair was now gone, replaced by smooth shine. The changes to his hands were quite obvious as well. His thumbs had all but shrunk away and what was left of his fingers were plump, stubby sausages, which gave him the look of wearing thick mittens. His legs had begun to shift to a more animalistic stance, and he was hunched over as if soon he would not be able to balance on two legs. Dreki took a step forward and stumbled, only to support himself on the table, his paws sticking and peeling off as he pushed himself back to his hind legs. His feet were bulkier and clumsy, too, leaving wet footprints everywhere he stepped, and Adrian didn't have time to react as Dreki attempted another step, only to fall right into him. Adrian fell over onto his back on the hard floor with the shiny sticky critter lying atop him. He could feel a cold liquid soaking into his clothes as the thing ran its paws down his chest. The thing reeked of sex and pleasure, which caused him to feel dizzy, and he got a good look right down the mouth of that thing, seeing firsthand a source of that goop and stink. Dreki pressed his bulging groin down against Adrian as if he didn't have any self control, and after a moment Adrian pushed him off. His flesh didn't even feel like skin any more; it was more stretchy, thin and synthetic. There was a soft, spongy texture to it , and as the thing fell on its back beside him it landed with a wet plop. Among the smell of sex there was a subtle scent, almost like car tires or condoms. That's what his skin felt like too: a used condom, made from slimy, goopy, thin, stretchy, rubber.

Instead of getting mad at his friend for being way too forward, he reached up to feel one of those black horns. In his grip it deformed and distorted, almost folding in half as he squeezed it down. It felt more like it was filled with a liquid than being a solid, and there was almost no structure to it. Dreki panted at the attention, his eyes defocusing for a moment, until Adrian pulled away, hand covered in goop. He couldn't even find a clean part of his pants to wipe it on, as the stuff had gotten all over his front, making his pants and shirt wet. The dragon was coated in and dripping with it, and as the dragon panted more of that acrid smell filled the air, like his very breath carried the scent of sex. The dragons eyes were purple, slightly uncrossed, like he was having trouble focusing or had lost half his intelligence.

"Fucks sakes man, you're so gross. You sure you're ok?"

Dreki's eyes snapped to attention as he stared at Adrian as if he'd just realized what he had done.

"I'm awesome! Sorry for tripping you. Am getting used to my new feet still!"

Dreki pushed himself to all fours and slid the side of his smooth head against Adrian's hands, nuzzling into them like an animal.

"Dude, what the fuck! Why are you so gross and slimy!"

Adrian pushed the nuzzling nose back. Dreki's snout squashed unnaturally and his eyes rolled back in his head again, as if that simple attention was the ultimate pleasure and made him lose focus. Adrian looked down at his clothing, an almost comical if gross outline of the dragon formed along his shirt and pants. He realized he couldn't even consider his friend human any more as he looked up down to the offended looking creature, and he didn't even know what it was any more. More drips rolled down the things lips, and in parts the black had turned a yellowish grey, with a particular focus around its weirdly thick open mouth.

"I'm not gross! It's just a byproduct of the change! It will stop once its done! Jesus man, rude," the creature said in a high pitched, mocking voice. A bit of a squeak had joined his voice making him sound like he had sucked on some helium, though the changed creature didn't seem to notice. He just kept bouncing and jumping on his paws as they squished and bent and oozed all over the floor.

"Dude, it smells like cum ok! This is not normal! It is gross! There is something seriously wrong with you!"

Adrian gestured with his hand down his soaked front, some of the goo on his hand flying off to splat on the wall. Adrian expected the creature to get mad, but instead he watched the changed creatures face crumple and his eyes drop from Adrian's gaze, like a sad puppy.

"I'm not gross. I've been waiting all day to show you the changes, and this is how you act?" he said with a high pitched, squeaky whine. He slurred some of his words and gurgled a little, as if he needed to talk slowly and carefully to form coherent sentences;

"I- I'm sorry man. It's just, well, this whole thing is unnatural. It's freaking me out. And it's fucking nasty."

Adrian's anger was spent. The adorable, someone cartoony face of his friend and that squeaky voice seemed made him smile a bit. He felt terrible for getting angry so he tried to justify himself.

"Just, I'm worried about you, ok?"

Adrian stepped a bit closer, careful not to slip on the goo that coated laminate as he reached out to put a hand on his shrunken friends shoulder. He was surprised when the creature stepped forward and leaned into him, then rather firmly hugged his side. Adrian did his best to hide his wince as more goo was spread along his back and dripped down his pants.

"Don't worry. It's fine!" the dragon squeaked.

The dragon smiled up at his human friend then leaned up on its tip toes. Before Adrian could reply he felt his friends tongue, covered in a thick helping of goo and bright pink slide out of that maw and brush along his chin and lips. He was too stunned to respond for a moment as that gross slime coated his mouth and nose. He stepped back from his friend, not even thinking as he spat onto the floor, but accidentally caught some of that goo with his tongue. The taste of semen was immediately recognizable from a time he had gotten curious and tasted his own, but this was a little bit saltier and slightly gamey, different from the human flesh. The thing watched him as he licked his lips again, despite himself, which after he'd realized what he had done disturbed him more. He almost liked the taste. It was strong, wild, and everything he'd wanted to be.

"Hey, Derek- err - Dreki, why don't you go play some video games. I'm going to do a few things on the computer and then I will join you." Adrian said as he wiped off his lips.

"Can't!" The creature squeaked happily, then held up his paws. There were almost no fingers left, melded together into what looked like a single glove without any dexterity. "I'll just go lie on the couch and wait for you."

Dreki stiffly waddled away with wet splats and hoped onto the very messy looking couch, then laid there rubbing over his chest with a loud wet squelching noises, smearing the goop around on himself. Adrian hurriedly made his way to his bedroom, trying to hide his arousal. He could feel his clothes clinging to him, the slimy feeling especially prominent in his tight pants as he threw off his clothing into a wet heap on the floor. He left his underwear on though as he sat down in his computer chair to research his friends purchase.

It was two hours into his search that he started to realize just how hard he was. He hadn't noticed that he had been one handed typing for who knows how long while idly fingering his rigid length through his underwear. He quickly stopped himself and swallowed hard, that taste still lingering in his mouth. Even with his door closed he could smell it, on his hands, on his clothes and on his breath.

His research had netted him information and it wasn't good. He printed out a few sheets and wrapped his robe around himself, then opened the door into the hall. The bathrobe, at least, did a decent job of hiding just how hard he was. That acrid stink of stale sex again filled his nose, musky and wild, but this time instead of revolting him, it sent a sharp warmth flooding through him. He did his best to ignore it, but it was really getting to him and he could feel himself throbbing needily. He rounded the corner into the living room and his friend came into view.

The rubber dragon was sprawled on the black leather couch, lying in a puddle of goop. His black and pink legs were spread wide and the destroyed boxers were discarded off to the side. Both of the dragons paws were working a respectably sized neon pink length as it jutted from his flesh, attached as if it were just a dildo. The rubber dragons eyes were closed as it rubbed, whimpered, moaned and squeaked. It masturbated, with lewd wet squelching noises, pressing those paws around its length as best it could. Adrian watched the dragons hips buck desperately into his hands, with his eyes rolled back into his head, and the pose of the dragon gave Adrian a very good view of his hot pink asshole stuck between his cheeks. It was strangely rounded, complete with a thick helping of whitish fluid that drooled from it, running down his new tail and dripping onto the couch in a gooey rivulet as if he had recently been breed by someone - or several someones.

Adrian could only gape at the spectacle as his friend stroked his length faster and more desperately, hunching into his mitten-like appendage. He could see those paw struggling to grasp that length, as there were no fingers left at all, and with each stroke the things cries grew squeakier and needier, as if the attention was fueling the change.

At first Adrian thought the creature's length was shrinking but after a moment he realized that instead, hot pink rubbery flesh was slowly engulfing the length, stretching up over it and forcefully pulling that length down. The encroaching rubber almost looked like a sheath, climbing its way up the things large dick, and the more that the dragon rubbed and squeaked and bent his penis, the more it shrunk away, as if it was getting tucked under a pocked of slimy pink rubber on the things crotch. The dragon didn't even acknowledge Adrian, as he was too lost in rubbing himself, but the more he pushed and tugged and pulled desperately the further pink dick slipped away to smooth nothingness. The rubber continued to move up and up as the rubber dragon struggled to stroke itself until the latex reached the head of its cock and then formed over it. The seams faded leaving his friend with a lewd, suggestive bulge in his crotch, with no opening nor slit. It was just a smooth latex lump hiding where his cock had once been, suggesting that at one time he had been male.

"I - Dreki?" Adrian muttered distantly.

His friends eyes lifted and looked to him with wild need.

"Squeak! Adrian- Please help- I- I need to cum so bad."

"Dreki- but you're covered in cum, how could you not-"

"I lied to you, I'm not OK! I've been putting a good face on, but it's just- just been getting worse and worse!"

The thing paused for a moment to rub at its groin as if it hadn't realized its dick had disappeared and wanted to believe it could do something with the null patch that was there. The outline of its cock was still there, teasing, throbbing, and the thing lost itself for a moment until it suddenly jolted back to awareness.

"Squeak! I haven't came since I took the serum! H-help me!"

Its voice was distorted, filled with squeaks and gurgles, difficult to understand as it begged and whined. Then its eyes suddenly focused, and the latex dragon rolled onto its belly. It pushed itself off of the couch with a wet, slimy peeling sound and hopped up onto all fours. The thing sprung at his friend, landing at his feet.

Adrian dropped the papers he had been carrying as his friend dropped to its knees before him and pulled the fabric of his robe aside. Before he could stop it, the thing had Adrian's cock out and was looking at it desperately. He hadn't realized the entire display had aroused him so bad that his dick was throbbing and harder than he had ever been in his life, straining against his tight underwear. A wet patch had formed at the tip, and not from the dragon's goo. After a brief hesitation, and a look of desperation, the creature nuzzled into his crotch, causing a wave of intense pleasure to surge through his body and a generous helping of that gross goo to dampen his underwear further. The thing let out a moan, as if the mere act of rubbing against the cock through the underwear was the most pleasurable act ever.

"Please! Squeak! I just need something, just need a little more to cum. Squeak!"

It pawed desperately at Adrians underwear down and nosed along the fabric, until it managed to shove its mittpaw down under the waistline and pull his underwear down. The thing nuzzled along the bare flesh, shivering as if this was the only thing it ever wanted in the world.

Adrian's rational brain had gone out the window. Memories of his dreams from the night before sprung up and he found himself following the motions, and rubbing along the tops of its head. The thing squeaked out with pleasure as his fingers traced along the top of its head and pulled him towards his exposed member. It didn't take more encouragement than that for the new dragon to open his maw and engulf that cock.

Adrian's senses swam at the feeling of that slippery rubber maw wrapping around his over aroused length. It was better than it was in his dreams. He had half expected sharp fangs to scratch at his length but instead rubber nubs that had once been teeth dragged along his flesh and firm ridges and folds inside the maw seemed to give it texture. The sensation sent shudders up his spine and nearly dropped him to his knees. Thick, bright pink rubber lips closed around his member and sucked harder than he had ever felt from any chick before. Before Adrian knew it he was bucking into the rubber dragons face, grappling at one of the pink horns that had grown from its head. His hand fit around it perfectly as he quickly realized its curved wasn't a horn, it was a rubber handle. He groaned in pleasure at that intense sucking pressure while Dreki rubbed along his balls with one of those slimy paws. The other stroked along its bulge in desperation, but nothing helped it.

Adrian could feel a new need rise up in him, a need to use this creature for all it was worth. Both hands gripped those head handles as he thrust hard and fast, which caused the creature's rubber muzzle deform and squish from his hard thrusts. He pulled and pushed even more firmly until it crumpled so hard that his dick slid deep into that latex throat. The things face deformed around his cock, which visibly stretched its muzzle with each thrust. He could hear happy lewd slurping noises from the creature as he grinned down at him, his unfocused eyes looked over the pink and black rubber. He had never felt anything so good before. He gave a few more hard thrusts into its muzzle before growling and pulling the thing back, off his dick. He reached down to the things shoulders, finding another set of handles there too in lieu of wings, more grips for him to use it with. He pulled Dreki up in the air and shoved it onto its back on the couch. Without hesitation he pushed him into much the same position he had found him in earlier, with that neon pink tail ring on display. Adrian found himself admiring the view for a moment as he took a deep breath, his cock throbbing as his lungs filed with the musk of sex.

He gripped his length, a distant part of his mind sounding an alarm it felt bigger in his hand as he aimed the head of his cock at that drooling, used hole and thrust forward.

The thing underneath him squeaked out loudly as he found his mark. He buried his length deep inside the latex dragon in one fluid motion, causing more squeaky moans from his former friend as they both gasped out in pleasure. Adrian marveled at the feel of that goo coating his cock, his things rubber ass feeling so slick, if a little bit loose. It was still amazing as it wrapped around him. His hands trailed down to the creature's chest, running along cum coated latex flesh, having accepted that the thing was sweating the stuff, covered in it, every breath of its musk making his heart leap. He began to thrust wildly, fucking the creature deep and hard as it leaned forward, craning its elongated neck up to his face. He got a good view of the inside of the things mouth, webs of slime formed between ridges, with no teeth at all visible. Those thick rubber lips pressed against his mouth, where Adrian leaned in as well and after a moments hesitation he shoved his tongue deep into that rubbery maw. To his shock there was no tongue left in there. It was more like a tube, and the feral part of Adrian's brain laughed as he imagined what exactly it was made for.

It felt so good to gulp down that goo, to make out with and fuck the thing, and Adrian gripped one of its head handles so that it could not pull away. Adrian reveled in sucking on those cum coated lips as that wild tasting goo filled both their mouths, their sloppy slimy body's making lewd slapping noises as Adrian forcefully thrust in and out.

They thrust this way for some time, moans escaping occasionally between kisses as Adrian found a stamina he never knew he had, the things ass slowly growing tighter and tighter, feeling like it was clenching and molding around him. Rational thought was drowned out by the feeling of that perfectly molded ass and he convinced himself it was made for him. The thing squeezed and clenched so deliciously around his cock, the perfect shape and tightness for him.

Eventually his stamina reached its limits as he found it harder and harder to pull his cock back to thrust. The pressure seemed to grow even more powerful at the base of his cock as blood flooded into it and his balls tensed. He pulled his head back from that kiss and roared out in pleasure, wave after wave of hot cum flooding from his cock and deep into his thing. It felt like that rubber ass was flexing to milk every drop from him, and he just kept cumming. He shuddered and moaned as he rode out that orgasm, grinding his hips into the creature under him, rubbing his goopy groin about on that slimy ass.

After several moments of cumming, Adrian could feel his senses slowly returning and the wildness subdued. He flopped down on Dreki drawing a squeak from the latex creature. Pearly white cum bubbled from its maw, dripping down its pink lips. The thing was still panting and moaning as if it never really got off from the entire experience, and it rocked its hips underneath Adrian.

"Oh, fuck," Adrian said, as his thoughts started to return to him. "What did I do."

Adrian groaned out, leaning back a bit to look down at Dreki, the former human looking even smaller now. The thing was under five feet tall. If there was any part of its body not converted to rubber, they had faded, into shiny, stained and goopy latex. Adrian shifted his hips as he tried so pull his cock back but instead he groaned as he met resistance. He could feel Dreki's body gripping him still, as if it had suctioned onto his cock.

"Fuck, Dreki," he grunted. "Let me go. Whatever you're doing there it's- it is keeping me from pulling out."

He tugged back again slowly as his balls rubbed along the underside of the dragons small latex tail.

"Unf, Adrian, you're so- squeak- so big. Felt so good... But- couldn't cum."

The latex creature resumed rubbing and stroking the bulge in its crotch, which was more featureless than ever. Adrian couldn't contain a growl as he pulled back, the thing pressing and teasing at his bulge inside of it not helping his situation. Part of him didn't care that it didn't cum, that it was difficult to understand. It felt good to use and that was all that mattered.

Adrian watched as his length started to slip out but wasn't prepared for what he would see. He pulled harder, which caused the rubber flesh of the thing to shift and stretch as if something was moving under it. Each time he tugged, something strained against the synthetic tail hole, a big almost spherical bulge of flesh. Dreki let out a long gurgling moan as more cum flowed from his muzzle, spilling onto his chin and chest, and his tailring stretched wider and wider. The flesh that slid out of it was a bright crimson, not the normal light pink of Adrian's dick. Adrian could only gape and groan as he continued to pull back, the pressure rippling through Dreki's body as its rubber ring continued to stretch wider and wider, so wide that the latex grew almost transparent along the edges, showing off the white goop inside of Dreki.

With a sudden lewd slurp the large knot of Adrian's cock slid free of the latex creatures ass. Adrian could not believe what he was seeing as he pulled his hips back, inch after inch of red and ridged flesh came sliding from that stretched ring. Eventually his fat cock head popped out, which caused Dreki to fall onto the couch and his length to jump upwards, slapping against Adrian's stomach and drawing a fresh moan from him. A squirt of cum hit his chest and face from the thing before it bobbed out in front of him, which was still just as hard as it had been before he cummed. He felt entranced as he reached down and ran a hand along that length from the head to the base, feeling each bump and ridge of that length, from the shaft down to the fat knot. He had always been decently hung, but had never considered what it would be like to have a monster dong like this.

Dreki only lay on its back, drooling from both its holes and gently whining as it stroked its useless bulge, while gaping at that crotch with his maw half open. Adrian pushed himself up, forcing his hand away from his cock as he swallowed hard.

"I- Dreki," Adrian mumbled, "we have to stop this. I- I found out more about the company you purchased this from. They weren't in the business of genetics or modifications. They were a conservation corp. They were paid to bring back dragons! To help breed real dragons and bring their numbers back up! They got shut down for unethical practices, and-."

Dreki interrupted as it sat up and leaned in to Adrian's groin. With a firm nuzzle, it slid the side of its face along his firm member again. Adrian tilted his head aside to look down, and realized his balls had swollen to match his member as well. Even as he watched scales spread up his stomach and chest and down his legs from his thighs.

He tried to ignore the pleasure flooding through his body to keep talking. "T- they- gah-. They were working to prevent the males from being so aggressive and territorial because they were killing each other. I think you're becoming one of their breeding toys that were given to the male dragons to distract them until they were ready to mate."

Adrians voice deepened as he spoke, and he had grown a few more inches while Dreki continued to shrink.

"No! Squeak! I'm a real dragon!" the thing squeaked. "And it feels so good, just need to cum! Then all will be right. You can help me... cum... Squeak. It feels so good, right Adrian?"

Adrian winced as a feral urge pulsed through his body. Another thing he had read is that the toys were created to have a high pitched squeak, a sharp noise to entice them to breed the toys. It was designed to sound like a squealing female dragon. It apparently worked as the noise made his cock jump and throb. The toys would be given to a group of male Breeder dragons to be used rather them trying to rut and fight each other for dominance. They would be distracted by the toys until it was time to really breed.

The toy nuzzled along his friends thigh again, with one paw stroking him and spreading more of that goo along the humans flesh. Adrian found himself having a hard time focusing. His lust was only somewhat sated and the teasing of his friend making it slowly rise again. That wonderful scent of his cum was so distracting. What he was saying was important, maybe, but it seemed less so when he said it to a toy. The throbbing felt so good that he couldn't resist. He reached down to stroke the toys slick head, struggling to think of it as his former roommate. It looked so different, so alluring, and it did feel good. He held it up to his length again and the thing went cross eyed, as if it wanted nothing more. Then suddenly he pushed it away, throwing it to the ground.

"No- we shouldn't. I emailed the company. Hopeful someone checks their old mail and gets back to me. I- we- have to stop this." Adrian said. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog from it.

"But I don't want it to stop, squeak. It feels so good. Need to cum..." Dreki said. "Hard to move."

The little thing was getting even harder to understand, as its words were slurred and fragmented with squeaks. It didn't seem to notice or care, and it shook as it stood back up on all fours again and just dragged its slimy snout along its friends length. A scaled sheath began to grow up to wrap around the base, though the cock was still far too hard to retreat into it. It almost looked like the dick was stuck on, with no way to retreat back into his scaled groin, the key mark of a Breeder dragon.

Adrian found it hard to argue as he looked down at the smaller toy. He realized as he looked down that Dreki was looking more and more feral, its hands now truly paws, utterly useless, and its legs reformed as well into a feral stance. He stepped back and watched as Dreki followed, amused at first as it tried to get onto two legs but quickly gave up, instead walking on all fours. The thing followed him for a few paces so it could once again nuzzle along Adrian's cock and balls, as if obsessed, and it gently wrapped its lips around that knot.

Adrian could only groan at the feeling of it. He could see that the sex had sped up their changes, but he could hardly think with his balls feeling so full. Maybe if he just used the toy again it would clear his head and he would be able to come up with an idea to fix this, to put them back on equal ground. He reached down and plucked his former friend up, the toy making a some happy squeaks as Adrian marveled at how light it felt. The thing jiggled in his grip as if filled with a liquid, and bulged a bit at its feet and rump. Perhaps he was getting stronger. The scent from the thing certainly was, as was the throbbing of his cock.

"I need to lay down and think. You're coming with me toy. Need to clear my mind to come with an idea."

"Squeak. Squeak!" The thing coughed and hacked and squeaked as if it was trying to form words but simply could not. Its gaze seemed distant, as if its mind was elsewhere, but still it tried. It wasn't even making facial expressions any more, only that weird open mouthed grin.

Adrian looked over the pathetic thing and smiled. It was moving too slow and stiffly for him so he dragged it instead. He didn't want the toy far from him, plus he would feel better in his room, in his territory. He nodded to himself and with a firm grip on one of those handles, he walked back into his room, cock bobbing at the ready, as the little thing squeaked repeatedly. He shook his head and tried to ignore the thing as he hunched over his desk, mind divided. He needed to know what to do but everything was a haze, a fog. He tapped his fingers on the desk in time with his cock throbbing. Why did it need so much attention? As he fiddled with his mouse to try and bring up the interface, he found himself glancing over at that thing lying on the bed. It was rubbing at its groin again, eyes squinted shut as it squeaked again and again, hardly moving otherwise. The stink of cum drew him over to the bed, computer forgotten, where he lay down beside it in the wet sticky mess it had created and began to rub its bulge. It would be a long night.

* * * * * * *

Dreki didn't sleep. Its mind was racing, thoughts of cum, dragon dicks and flashes of fucking the only thoughts that echoed through what was left of its mind. It found itself in the humans arms, and couldn't help but rub and grind its useless bulge against him as he slept. It tried to think, but everything was hazy and the only thing it could remember was pleasure. It knew it was no longer a human, dragon or even a he... it was a toy. A fucktoy. It let out another huff and rocked its hips, causing more goop to drip from its rump down over the legs of the human it was snuggling with. It rubbed over him with its slimy paws and firmly grinded against him. The human was clearly having some arousing dream, and as much as the toy wanted to mount itself on his giant crimson length, the way he was lying on it prevented it from moving much more than the gentle rocking back and forth.

So it just kept grinding against him as crimson scales crept up his form, his skin bubbling as it calloused and hardened, spreading from wherever it touches. The toys head spun as it tried to think some more. All it could focus on was how its tailhole felt so empty, so hollow, and it could feel drips of goop rolling down its short, perky tail. It felt so cold and empty. The toy ached to have that dragon length inside it again, to be filled with hot, fresh cum as if it never wanted anything else in the world more. It couldn't believe how good this all felt. It was even better than it had ever dreamed. But it was so pent up too. It just needed to cum.

For a moment it paused, confused. It didn't know why it thought it could cum. It never could before, so it did not make sense why would it be able to now. But part of it thought it was something else before. But if it was, it thought it dreamed of something like this. It always dreamed that it would be a good toy and serve a purpose. Its simple cum soaked mind couldn't fathom another life. All it could focus on was teasing that length with its one mitt that was free. It hadn't realized that its sense of taste and smell had faded, oversaturated with cum, and even its hearing and vision had gotten worse. The only thing it could make out in the room was the crimson of those scales, and the only thing it could hear was the loud snoring and occasional whimpering of the human in his sleep. Everything felt so good and that was all that mattered. There was so much cum everywhere, that its mind kept skipping back to the stuff. It wanted more cum to fill its belly, to cover its body, to finish its transformation. It was so close to being the perfect toy. Yet, a part of it was just so frustrating that it could not cum itself when it was so full of it. The toy was so pent up but just couldn't do it with it's with its paws. It felt good to be used by Adrian but that still wasn't enough. It needed more.

As it thought about this, it dry humped the side of its friend while he slept, gently sliding its slimy bulge to and fro on the rough scales that had formed. Everything was so confusing. Could it even cum? All it could think about was the feeling of hot jets of semen shooting into its soft rubbery body, stretching it, filling it.

The bed creaked as Adrain rolled over and gently returned the favor by humping it a little in his sleep. The toy couldn't help but squeak out in pleasure. This was all it wanted! Adrian opened an eye and realized what he was doing, and for a moment he had an existential crisis. The air was much clearer in his room and that both helped and annoyed him. He was able to restrain himself from going further, and instead he rolled onto his back to the part of the bed that was not yet wet and stared up at the ceiling, trying to work out clear thoughts from this haze.

The toy slid up onto him and began to grind and hunch against his side, but it was weak and could not hump hard enough to please him so he pushed it off of him and onto its back. He passed the time by rubbing its little rubber bulge with his fingers, getting them covered in goop, until even that annoyed him. It was too hard to think. He growled gripped the toys head handle.

"Rrrf. Stop distracting me- am trying to think," he said.

Everything was so difficult to remember, lost in a haze of lust and instinct. One hand groped the toy more firmly, while the other stroked along his own hips. He felt the scales that had formed there. They felt so proper, so natural, the rough crimson plates texture feeling wonderful and strong, much stronger than his human skin had been.

He was starting to remember what he had been focused on: the fact that he was getting a free transformation out of this. It was a win for him. He believed he would never be able to afford one. The dragon bucked suddenly as something cold and wet wrapped around the tip of his dick. He thrust his hips out and arched his back as his paws came down on his length and found the head of the rubber toy, which made a loud squeak. That stupid toy had wrapped its lips around his dick again, and was slowly teasing his sensitive head. As pleasure flooded through his groin, pressure began to build along his back, and a loud groan spilled from his lips. He turned to his side and pulled the thing with him, then arched his back as he felt something beginning to grow.

For a moment he forgot himself, as the pressure was far too much for his human brain to handle. He grabbed the toy and forced it over his giant dick, the rubber sliding and oozing down onto his crotch again. At the same time spikes pressed out from the new scales, forming a ridge along his back. They were hard bony protrusions, not like the fake rubber the toy had. He gave the toy a squeeze as his face split in a grin showing of sharper fangs. The toy just looked up at him with its eyes slightly uncrossed.

"Unff. Guess I get to be the real dragon, mmf, and a red one too! My favorite color."

Adrian pulled the toy off of his length and shook his head a little bit at it. His balls were throbbing from the attention, but the desperation hadn't taken over like before. Maybe these things really did work and made dragons like him calmer. Maybe cumming in it earlier had actually brought his aggression down. But why were his balls throbbing and churning uncomfortably then. He shook his head to try and clear it more, and a tension began to grow in his chest. It didn't make sense.

This is wrong. He was becoming a dragon, but something about it was wrong. He hadn't put his affairs in order. He hadn't told his work or told his family. They wouldn't recognize him like this! He had to do something. He pushed himself into a sitting position, trying to find his phone to call someone, anyone, but he didn't know who.

The toy, seeing its opportunity, went for his length again, causing him to arch and buck. Its mouth had become smaller, tighter, and the pathetic thing couldn't even fit it around the tip of his dick on its own. The attention distracted him from his thoughts, and as he ran his claws over the slimy creature his spine shifted and lengthened.

An electric feeling jolted through his body as his bones shifted and changed. Old bones stretched and grew and molded into new ones. His neck elongated and became more flexible. He turned his head, his neck cricking stiffly as he looked over his shoulder and down to his ass. A look of glee flashed across his face as the base of his spine uncurled and then grew outwards, longer, and longer, whipping around, much longer than the pathetic toys nub of a tail. The feeling was distracting enough that it took a moment for him to realize the toy had pulled itself off of his member and was lying between his legs, panting and whining. The thing looked like it was having trouble moving, even lifting its head, but he didn't seem concerned.

The toy tried moving its paws up and down his shaft, arms and paws now so inflexible they couldn't even wrap around it and could barely stroke up and down. It was shaking with every movement. Despite the simple attention Adrian let out a deep groan and leaned back on the bed, causing it to creak again under his new weight.

For a moment he was struck by just how small Dreki had shrunk down to. It was three feet at most now, the toy obviously no longer as an anthro but more of a cartoonish version of a feral dragon. There was a weird tubular shape to its body, as if it was made for only one thing, and Its open rubber maw still dripped and drooled cum. He pulled it up onto his leg, where it weakly grinded and squeaked its bulge against that limb. He could feel the steady trickle of old stale cum dripping from its rump. The scent was rising again, making his mouth water as he stroked a hand along the toys back. He flipped it over and rubbed down to its little bulge, then fingered that tailhole a little. The cum dripping from that tailhole covered his human fingers, where scales began to grow. They fattened up, while claws pressed out of his flesh and into that rump. The toy squirmed and squeaked as he fingered it with each and every claw until they were all changed, now wicked, sharp and deadly. He teased along that goo covered dirty rubber of the toy, stained and marked with his cum. The little toy shifted and shuddered as that bulge throbbed and it let out another one of those attractive squeaks. Adrians breath got caught in his chest and his ears flattened to his head. His body tensed, hormones and a need to breed pumping through his body.

"Mmff, toy, you're so small now." His words were spliced with growls and grunts. "You're perfect for being used. I shouldn't do it, but you just felt so good, made for me, my toy."

His voice had deepened into a primal growl by the end of that sentence, and he found himself rubbing along his dick with one of his scaley paws. The toy squeaked again, no real words coming from its oozing mouth as it just looked up at him with that desperate look. It didn't look away, and he found it uncanny for some reason. It certainly wasn't moving as much as it had been before. Then again, why would it need to move. If it couldn't move, it couldn't get away. He would do all the other moving for it. He rolled over on the bed with the toy, careful of his new spikes, and whipped his tail about. He pushed himself onto all fours over the toy then leaned down and roughly nipped at one of the handles along the back of its head, leaving a visible dent. He bit again and again, harder and harder, until its useless rubber skin was pockmarked from his sharp teeth. A part of his mind screamed not to do this, he was giving in. He just needed to hold out or him and his toy, he was human!

But the feral urge was too strong and soon his body hunched forward. As he thrust down against the toys soft slimy body, the scales reached up his neck and horns started to grow from his forehead, sweeping back into points as proper horns should. The toy oozed and dripped as he grinded his real dick against its fake bulge. He gave the handle on the toy a rough shake, pulling it this way and that, eliciting another squeak of pleasure from the rubber thing. He felt the bones in his feet and legs shift as he moved to a quadrupedal stance. New claws ripped into the fabric of his mattress, shredding the sheets as he pulled the toy up and down his chest and to his length with one paw.

He didn't even have to lift the toys tail as it was already stuck up in a permanent lifted position, displaying that lewdly dripping pucker, always ready to be fucked. He let his giant throbbing erection guide its way into that inviting tailhole as his paws squeezed around its rubbery body, holding it open. As his hot tip touched the cold, gooey rubber, he pressed forward and started to stretch that tight ring. It was much more difficult this time, since he was far bigger than the thing, but he was unrelenting. His groans and moans turned quickly into feral growls as each ridge of his cock popped into the little drooling toy. Every thick ridge elicited a squeak of pleasure from the little rubber toy, urging Adrian on, the sound echoing deep in his feral mind. He kept his paw gripped firmly around the toys belly and squeezed as his length inside of the soft goopy rubber, while the latex teased and squeezed him too. He could barely contain himself from thrusting wildly again.

His paws felt that the toys body was hollow, save for the goop and his cock that filled it. The insides were just a rubber tube meant to be filled with seed, which it then sweated from every pore and orifice. He was going to help fill it again and again. He needed to fill it.

He fell the last ridge pop in and his fat knot grind against the toys fake ass, dimpling the pink rubber inwards before he drew his length back and thrusted forward over and over again. He forced that ridged length deep into the toy in and out with lewd wet squelches.

Every thrust forced more and more cum deep into the toys mind, making it melt away and ooze out of its muzzle. Every grip and squeeze and grope made it drool more and more, all worries and fears fading into bliss. The dragons claws squeezed its arms and legs in using them like a cocksleeve, until they grew heavy and stiff and immobile. The dragon craned his head down, taking advantage of his elongated neck so he could watch the toys face get stuck in an expression of pleasure as he popped those ridges in and out, forcing his dick deeper and deeper until the tip of his length pushed right into what used to be its head and made it far more phallic shaped. It's just a toy, it shouldn't get to look like a dragon.

Adrian grimaced as pressure burned his face. His nose and mouth began to press outwards, which made him snarl. His teeth sharpened into fangs, and he growled with pleasure while his face pushed out into a proper dragon muzzle. This only made him thrust and squeeze the toy harder, now unrelentingly bucking his hips in and squeezing it down to the top of his knot. A set of two small horns adorned the bridge of his new muzzle. This was what a real dragon should look like. A little shudder went through him at the odd feeling of his tongue bifurcating as the tingling pleasure of changes moved elsewhere.

He instinctively licked out and tasted his own seed on the air, which spilled from the mouth of the toy with each thrust. The heavy, musty scent of dragon cum enveloped his world as the mess from the toy soaked the mattress under him, covered his paws and squirted onto the walls. His thrusting became wilder and harder, as each pump of the toy on his throbbing length caused his humanity to recede deeper and deeper into his mind. He could feel the toys belly deform each time he thrust inward fully, gushing a bit more cum out its muzzle as he squeezed its useless legs against its body. His dick throbbed, so close. Soon he would cum into his toy and claim it as his own. It was no other dragon's possession but his.

With that last thought he thrust forward hard. His fat knot stretched and squeaked the toy, and forced out the last of its humanity. The rubber strained for a moment, stretching so much that it turned near transparent, before the knot finally popped in with a wet slurp, which caused a big jet of cum to shoot out of the toys muzzle, displaced by the sudden intrusion of that thick draconic knot.

The dragon roared with triumph as he came, the sound setting off car alarms and rattling the window in his room. Wave after wave of hot cum flooded into the toy, enough feral dragon cum that it bloated its rubber belly and shot out of its muzzle, only for those claws to grip over its face and wipe the cum down its torso. The toy stretched so hard that it could barely handle the pressure, as its rubber strained and swelled, semi-transparent now to show off the cum swirling inside, and that thick dragon dick pushing around in it.

Adrian's eyes changed as he came. To anyone watching it would appear that every thick spurt of seed released the last bits of his humanity into the toy and onto the bed around him. Green eyes faded to yellow as his irises' reshaped to slits. Human thoughts got pushed deeper and deeper, crushed out by the mind blowing pleasure of a dragon seeding its quarry.

After a few more thrusts the dragon let go of his toy, his knot keeping it firmly locked in place around his erect length, stretching that overworked rubber ring even more.

The dragon let out another growl and tensed up as the last changes ran through his body. His wings burst from his back though they remained folded in the confined space. The dragon panted heavily as his big chest billowed with each deep breath while he recovered from the orgasm. After a few minutes the dragon looked down between his legs, and upon seeing his cum still drooling heavily from his toys maw he gave a pleased purr. The dragon craned his head down then nosed at the toys face a few times. He sniffed deeply, smelling only his seed and nothing else, not even latex. He gave it a flick for good measure, causing more cum to spill out, then leaned back.

After a few minutes of relaxing, the dragon lifted his head and surveyed the room. He gave a nod to himself and turned on the bed as it gave its last few groans before falling to the ground under him, broken. The large feral dragon was fine with this, and made a slow tromping circle on the remains of the mattress before he settled down. Tomorrow he would explore and secure his domain, with his toy still wrapped around his rock hard cock for whenever he felt the need to hump something.

As rolled on his back and fell asleep, the computer in the corner of the room whirred quietly, ignored. It was somehow still running despite being covered in a thick helping of cum. Somewhere, someone submitted a report to their supervisor as they looked at the display on their computer screen. A new specimen of the highly endangered male fire drake, a Breeder to help continue the species and his toy were ready to be picked up and brought back to the breeding complex.