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It was Halloween night. A cold front had come through, partially obscuring the moonlight overhead; the nearly-full moon was hidden halfway through the clouds as I walked down the dark streets. Glancing around, I could see kids with their parents bouncing excitedly from door to door, but for once I had plans on Halloween night. A party hosted by a good buddy of mine that I was invited to only a few days ago. I knew my costume would blow everyone away; I was going as Duuz Delax Rex from Outlaw Star, a really underrated character, it had taken me all week to make the costume for it and I was glad there was no snow that could ruin the outfit tonight. The lining of my dark green vest brushed up against my neck as the wind gusted around me, it was warmer than I'd expected even with no sleeves. My black short sleeved shirt was complimented by the pale green "scale" shirt I wore under it with the dragon-clawed gloves I'd made. The sword on my right hip knocked against me with every step, but it only made me pick up the pace. My forehead was sweating under the mask as I looked up to the sky again, taking in how eerily mystifying it was. The dragon-styled contacts I was wearing weren't helping matters mutch as my eyes were beginning to itch from them constantly being shaken around by the strong blasts of wind to my face. I knew I needed to get to Warren's house quick.

I turned up the path that led to

Mog Street, where the party was supposed to take place. I could hear the thumping of music already from here. It didn't bode very well, I couldn't stand people driving themselves deaf from the volumes they played. It was alright though, I only planned to stay for an hour or two anyway. As I passed the shelter of a bus stop I stopped to examine my costume, I polished the belt and looked at my mask. It only took up about half of my face, leaving my mouth somewhat visible under the overhanging snout of my dragon mask. I'd customized it as best as I could, but I thought that the contacts depicting red eyes were probably the best touch.

I felt dizzy as I approached the address on my invitation. I checked it a few times just to be sure that it was right;

669 Mog Street. The walkway was a cobblestone that had varying shades of gray right up to the doorstep which was a brick pad with a few feet of space between the house wall and the end of the step. There was a couple making out on a bench near the door, but I paid them no mind and knocked loudly. I waited a few seconds before I pressed the bell, which rang out through the house and was immediately soaked into the sounds of the music inside. Maybe it was the pale-oak color of the front door or the soft white exterior paint of the house, but the longer I stood there the more uneasy I felt.

Finally the door opened and Warren stood in the doorway; he was covered in orange body paint with a full face mask of Wargreymon. I often admired that he was a child at heart, but going as an unmasked version of the Digimon was a stroke of genius. Shoulder-length red hair spiked out of the top of his mask and I wondered it if was a wig or it was his actual hair dyed into this shocking blood-red color. My eyes widened.

"Warren? Dude that looks amazing!" I said.

Warren crossed his arms over his chest, his natural musculature a perfect match. "Thanks man." He said with a chuckle. "Duuz Rex right? Gotta love a little Outlaw Star." He admitted before taking a step back to let me in the house. "Really unique choice." He added as he patted me on the back.

The party was almost chaotic inside with people standing around in groups, almost half of them hadn't really put any thought into their costumes or didn't even try to dress up while others' outfits varied from Shaggy to Fred Flintstone and Stitch. I tried to make myself feel more comfortable now that I'd arrived, but I was still feeling a little dizzy.

"Hey, do you have some Ibuprofen or something?" I asked.

"What?!" Warren shouted over the music.

"I sa-said do you have anything for a headache?" I repeated. "I'm not feeling too well."

"You're not feeling well?" He repeated again, leaning his head in closer to me. "Check the upstairs bathroom man. I'm sure we got something."

I nodded and headed for the stairs; they were a half-spiral staircase with shag capreting on each step. I hadn't bothered taking my shoes off at the door, because my pathetic human feet under them would ruin the illusion. As I made my way up the steps though, they did feel a little itchy. I reached the top of the landing just as a couple made their way out of the bathroom, but something told me they weren't using it the way it was intended; their lovey-dovey embrace made me blush. I'd never had a girlfriend, I never showed much interest in it. As I walked into the bathroom, I was hit with another hard wave of dizziness. It wasn't enough to cause any nausea or anything, but it definitely made me stumble some.

The bathroom was huge; there were several directional mirrors along the back wall along with a beautiful tiled shower that looked like it was set up for a waterfall effect in its fixtures. It smelled like flowers, but I noticed that was coming in from the plug-in air freshener near the toilet. As I approached the sink I caught my reflection in the mirror and what I saw confused me for just a moment, the adhesive felt a little itchy and I could no longer see the seam between my mask and my face. I ran my fingers along the skin and noticed that the green had somehow moved down a little bit further than I remembered painting to cover the mask seam. As I pushed my fingers against it, I couldn't see the folds move up and I swore that the green skin seemed to be moving.

"That's weird." I said to myself as I continued to search. "This paint's not supposed to run--" I reached to open the cabinet and remembered my gloves would probably be a little clumsy as I grabbed the bottle of aspirin on the shelf and fumbled it into the sink. I tugged at the glove on my right hand and it didn't budge. "Ow!" I exclaimed, suddenly feeling like the glove was attached to my hand. It felt like I was actually pulling on my own extension. As I pulled my hand back to look at it, I saw that the fingers were working and I was able to wiggle them like they were my own. "What the fuck?" I took a step back and turned, sweeping my tail across the counter and sending its contents flying to the floor. I reached my arms behind me and felt my shirt tear a bit as my chest puffed out further than I expected. "What's going on!?" I grabbed at the tail that should have been attached to my belt; but it wasn't... somehow my belt was now underneath my tail, which swept over the top of my pants.

My heart was beginning to race now as I felt a shock of pain burning along my face. "Ahhh!" I screamed and fell to my knees, grabbing my head. Everything was burning now as I lunged onto my hands and knees, feeling a xylophone effect across my spine. My eyes welling up with tears; it wasn't some physical pain like the feeling of someone punching me but it was definitely scary and the pain kept on hitting me from within at the most unexpected of places.

"Just relax; let it happen." I heard Warren's voice as I looked up at him standing in the doorway. "They like an easy transition too..."

"Wh-what's?" I began to say before feeling a retching pull in my stomach. "He-help me!"

"It's a natural feeling around here--" Warren sounded strange all of a sudden as he lumbered in, and with a huff, nearly collapsed against the shower stall, catching himself before falling into it.

Despite my pain I focused on him, his body suddenly lurched up and his shoulders exploded outwards, a new ripple of musculature forming along his body, making his arms bigger, but he seemed to handle it a lot better than I was handling it. He turned to me and I nearly recoiled at the sight of his face now contorting unnaturally to the shape of a muzzle. The visible parts of his mask disappearing, forming themselves to Wargreymon's actual features; not a costume, not anymore. He howled in pain and threw his head back as I watched a sudden growth spurt before my very eyes. "What--what's happening?" I spoke, but my voice had deepened to the point I couldn't even recognize it. My body was convulsing involuntarily now as Warren was snarling, culminating into a feral roar, his clothes shredding off like mine with the sheer expansion of muscle and height that exceeded any human size. "W-War--War---"

Duuz gasped as he buzz of warmth began to fade. He found himself lying on a cold tile floor naked. His clothes; or rather, tatters of items that looked like his clothes were strewn about his body and he glanced up as a Wargreymon finally stopped his roars when he snapped the fixture he was leaning against in half, sending it shattering to the floor. Both of them twinged at the suddenly new surroundings behind them before the other dragon glanced at him.

"What's going on here?" Wargreymon asked in confusion, looking down at his massive body. "And what happened to my clothing?"

Duuz groaned and sat up. "Not this again!" He exclaimed. "Why does this keep happening to us?"

With a grunt, Wargreymon aided the olive-green dragon to his feet. Their heavy breathing was no longer the result of a strange transformation; but something else entirely as Wargreymon's cock pressed against Duuz' own, making them both very hard indeed. "Hrmmm perhaps we should close the door?" He said with a grin. "We can keep things happening." The orange dragon craned his neck forward and nipped the smaller beast's neck. Duuz gasped and growled in response as he leaned back against the broken fixture behind him, his shoulders pressing against the glass of the mirror behind him as the two of them kissed.

Their kiss was messy; like any creature with a muzzle, it was mostly their tongues wrapping around each other; sharp-dragon teeth clashing together as they looked like they were each about to literally eat the other's face. Wargreymon's large arms wrapped around Duuz' body and pulled him tight and close. Duuz' tail swayed wildly under him, thumping against the cabinets under the sink loudly.

Wargreymon pulled away for a moment, inhaling sharply before turning and closing the bathroom door behind them. They could hear the rest of the party down below as the occupants were all likely changing into their own costumes as well; but this party, this party was for these two privately. The Digimon approached Duuz and crouched down to eye level with his crotch. He fondled the male's flesh, letting his tongue slide along the shaft tauntingly as Duuz gasped and moaned at the intimate touch. Every year, somehow they ended up together on Halloween and somehow every year felt different than the one before it. It felt longer, deeper. More meaningful. It was as if something in his mind told him that it would soon be permanent, and he didn't have any issues with that.

Duuz' hips bucked slightly as he felt Wargreymon's mouth wrap around his cock, he almost lost all strength in his knees as the pleasure shot through his body, he leaned back again growling as the other dragon's tongue worked around his flesh, one of Wargreymon's large claws grabbing his balls and tugging them down as his insatiable maw slid down the entire length of it and back up again. Duuz reached his hands down behind Wargreymon's head and held it in place as he thrust forward, feeling his shaft completely submerge into its heat. Amused, Wargreymon swallowed the thick head of Duuz' shaft and dragged his tongue along the male's balls, his claws sliding toward the other dragon's backside and grabbing each cheek firmly. Duuz felt his muscles flex and he moaned; "Fu-uck!" as several spits of precum shot hard into Wargreymon's throat. Surprised by this, Wargreymon pulled his head back and let a stream of white spit across his nose and drain down his cheeks before returning to the same position. He too was hard as a rock, his cock so big that even while erect the weight kept it fairly horizontal. Duuz could see its shadow looming under them as the lighting from the side cast them on the side wall.

"Ah fuck g-gonna--NNNHH!"

With that Duuz felt his cock shoot hard into Wargreymon's mouth. The other dragon pulled his head back slightly but engulfed the seed immediately with a growl of satisfaction, after several pumps, the orange dragon stood, dragging his tongue along Duuz' cock, up his torso, stopping for a brief moment to tauntingly bite at Duuz's nipples before standing up and kissing the dragon once again. The bitter-sweet smell of his own semen drove the olive dragon wild as he kissed the Digimon back, pulling his body against his own and enjoying the thick bulge of his cock against his stomach. He grinned and ran a finger through the stream he'd left on Wargreymon's face. "Let us take a shower then, get you all cleaned up."

Wargreymon growled playfully. "And maybe get you a little dirty." He said.

Duuz turned on the shower, letting the water begin to pour from the fountains on top and sending hot water down from above, which cascaded like a real waterfall. Duuz stepped in first *almost* unaware he was taunting Wargreymon by wagging his tail on entry. Immediately, Wargreymon threw himself against Duuz's back pinning him against the shower wall for a moment as his breath and his tongue washed over the other dragon's neck. He separated from Duuz slowly and began to wash himself in the running water. He admired Wargreymon's size, though he wasn't very small himself, he was a bit shorter than the orange beast bathing in front of him. Wargreymon smirked, as if he knew how to press every single one of his buttons. Wargreymon looked down at him and smirked, washing a hand over his face to clear the cum from it. His smirk broadened into a grin. "Why not do me a favor and hand me that shampoo over there?" He said, pointing to the small purple tube on the shower's edge."

Duuz turned and snapped the shampoo into his claw and handed the bottle to the other dragon. Wargreymon applied a supple amount to his palm and began to wash it through his hair as he handed it back to the other dragon. Duuz continued to admire the soap dripping down in the water over the thick orange body and took it upon himself to give Wargreymon a hand. He poured his shampoo and began to fondle the dragon's cock, sparking an immediate response as it bounced back to full mast in a hurry.

Wargreymon chuckled. "What are you doing?" He asked playfully.

"Just getting those hard to reach places." Duuz taunted as he coated Wargreymon's cock in a thick layer of soapy bubbles, moving in and rubbing his hands up the other dragon's body. Being scaled, he was scarcely hairy, but there were a few spots that mattered; his cock fuzz and his armpits, which led him into a half-hug with the Digimon before rubbing his hands down the chest back toward the cock, enjoying the layers of soap forming on the scaly body.

"Mmmhh.... That's nice." Wargreymon purred a bit as Duuz stroked back the thick member, cleaning it off before slipping his lips over it. "Grrruhhh..." He growled as Duuz felt his tail sway wildly from one side of the stall to the other, thumping into the wall. He felt a pulse between his lips, and a thick trail of precum coating his tongue as Wargreymon lowered his hands and took him by each side of his head. "K-Keep going..." He said slowly as he breathed out and began to slide his cock further and further between Duuz' lips, infiltrating his muzzle to its fullest.

Duuz brought his hands back behind Wargreymon's ass, slapping them wetly against the musculature. The Digimon moaned and happily drove himself harder into the other dragon's muzzle, nearly choking him with the length he presented, with enough force that his balls slapped Duuz on the chin and his claws left very slight impressions along the male's face. He inhaled slowly and exhaled with a gruff growl as he again plunged himself into Duuz's mouth, almost pulling his jaw in half as he drove himself completely in save his balls. He let out a muffled moan, already getting hard again as Wargreymon pulled him free of the massive shaft. "Hey Duuz... why not turn around for me." He said with a grin.

Duuz's eyes widened at the prospect; glancing a double-take at the other dragon's massive member but resolved himself into turning around. Again, Wargreymon grasped the shampoo bottle and poured it generously over the other dragon's ass, sliding his fingers and probing the warm pucker, which only made Duuz gasp; mostly in nervousness over how he'd take this monster. Haphazardly dropping the bottle to the floor though Wargreymon bumped his cock against Duuz' backside, forcing him to brace himself against the shower's smooth walls, his ass out in full presentation as Wargreymon's claw slid down it observingly. It was almost too slippery, the thick flesh slipping over it a few times before finally catching its mark and thrusting inward.

"NNNFFF!" Duuz muffled himself as Wargreymon penetrated him. The pain briefly overrode the pleasure, and then he let out a howl of pleasure as the pain subsided. An overload of sensations all at once as he spread his legs further for the larger dragon.

The water splashed across their backs, but it grew even louder as Wargreymon's body slammed against his. So hard that Duuz feared he'd be plowed directly through the shower's wall. He moaned loudly, felt his cock bounce up and slap his stomach several times. Wargreymon grabbed Duuz's head and pulled his horns back, driving himself harder and deeper into him. Their moans began to increase in volume until they were echoing through the room, the pressure of Wargreymon's penetration was beginning to stimulate Duuz without him touching himself and without warning the Digimon grabbed the dragon around the waist and hoisted him rather abruptly against the wall, fucking him harder fucking him to the very hilt. "F-Fuck you're ma-making me cum again--" Duuz cried out all of a sudden. "AHH!" His cries reverberated into a roar and suddenly a fountain of cum came gushing from him. Like a fountain at first slobbering all over his shaft before ejecting hard against the tile wall. It was clear that Wargreymon felt this too and the dragon paused his thrusts before finally lunging in one final time with a MIGHTY roar.

The cum began to flood into Duuz now, gushing and filling him in only a few seconds before his cock popped free and began to coat his undersides and the floor of the shower in the white mess. The two kissed once more, each raptured from their climaxes.

I woke up from a very hard sleep suddenly; it was the brightness of the sun coming in through the window that did it. I winced and narrowed my eyes. I felt like I had the biggest headache of my life, it was like being hungover, but I didn't remember having a drop to drink the night before. I mumbled to myself and dragged the sheets over my face before realizing that I wasn't alone in this bed. Pulling them back suddenly I saw Warren was sleeping next tome; we were both naked, and my ass felt like it was on fire all of a sudden. My eyes widened as Warren opened his eyes sleepily to look at me.

"Morning Doug..." He mumbled before nestling his head into my arm and falling still again.

What had happened last night? Did we really--? My cock bounced in its own excitement at feeling Warren's firm body resting against mine... it's no wonder I could never find a girlfriend to call my own. I smiled at Warren, not really caring all of a sudden exactly what happened. "Morning Warren..." I said.

THE END