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---C1---

The two dragons sat next to each other on the bus, each sporting a different version of essentially the same shirt. The soft blue fabric clung to their shoulders in the same way, the neck came down the same length, and they even buttoned the same number of buttons. The only difference was that the dragon on the left wore the pocket on his right shoulder, while the dragon on the right wore it on his left.

The bus jostled, and an older fellow who was standing nearby stumbled against their seats. They both clutched their backpacks close to themselves, smiling politely as the elderly badger apologize about the mishap.

"Don't worry, you didn't mean anything by it!" the man on the left said. "Really, it's fine!" added the man on the right.

The badger bumbled off, and soon they turned the polite smiles to each other before settling into their tense silence. They sat there a while, trying at once to appear comfortable with each other while keeping their distance, brushing their elbows together while forcing their actual bodys as far away as possible.

"Elliot?" said the man on the left. Elliot looked up. "What's that in your bag?"

Elliot pulled his bag closer to his scaled abdomen, tucking the offending item away. "Oh, nothing, Alex!" Elliot gave Alex another strained smile as he fingered the object deep inside his bag. It was a metal rod, about six inches in diameter, silver in color with a golden top. It was cool to the touch, despite being inside his bag for so long.

"Oh come on, Elliot!" Alex cooed, a smug smirk playing at his lips. "This isn't like that time you'd failed a test and didn't want to show me, is it?" Elliot remembered that instance with a grimace. He hadn't failed, per se, but he did substantially worse than Alex. He always did worse than Alex, almost as good but not quite there. His chest burned at the thought of it.

When Elliot failed to answer, Alex leaned in, no longer trying to hide his gloating smirk. "C'mon, what is it? What did I beat you at this time? Oh, or! Or is that a pregnancy test?" Alex asked with a squeal, faking excitement. "Did your protection finally fail, did you knock that girl up?" His voice sounded excited, as if the two had been talking about starting families for a while, but the look on his face said it all. He wanted Elliot to fail as much as Elliot wanted Alex to fail.

Elliot didn't respond again for a few moments. He fingered the rod, a battle in his mind as he wavered on whether he should use it - but one look at Alex' grinning maw gave him the answer he wanted.

The dragon adjusted himself in his seat, giving the man next to him a cold smile. "No." he said. "No, in fact..." He slowly took the rod from his purse, holding it up to the light. Alex' face would have paled, had his scales not been there. "I've been saving up for this a long time... Dr. Lynch's Wishgranter."

Alex shook his head in disbelief, staring at it. "T-That's, that's illegal Elliot, and... and it doesn't even work!" He said, trying to convince himself as much as he was Elliot. He pressed his body against the window of the bus, eyes wide. "What are, don't, w-what do you-?"

"Shut the fuck up." Elliot's calm word cut through Alex' blabbering like a cold chill. "You've fucking deserved this for a long time, bitch." He closed his eyes, steeling himself. Alex stared, too stunned to do anything. When Elliot finally opened his mouth, it poured out like a dam burst.

"I-I, I wish that Alex was as stupid as he is a bitch! I, I wish he'd never gone to school with me, that he never even went to school, and that I was better than him at - at everything!"

And the world flashed white.

---C2---

Elliot looked around as the world came back to him. They were no longer in the subway, but at his apartment. Alex was there too, looking stunned.

"Elliot-!" He exclaimed, lunging for the other dragon, but the device began to work its wonders, and Alex stumbled to his knees, looking around in confusion as his memory, his clothes, the very existence of time warped around the new reality Elliot created. His shirt melted away, his solid chest exposed to the air. He wanted to cover them, but as Elliot sniggered and his pants began to melt away, too, Alex questioned why. After all, had he ever worn anything over his chest?

No... no, he hadn't. Shirts were always so uncomfortable, and his parents, and later on his caretakers, could never make him wear them for any length of time. It was the same with pants; they simply were too tight, too constricting, especially with that massive diaper between his legs.

Diaper?

Alex looked down at the plastic bulge nestled between his legs, clinical white with a blue strip up the front to check for wetness. Yes, that seemed... right. The dragon's maw began to gape, drool collecting behind his now-toothless gums and threatening to spill over as his new memories flooded his mind. Gone were his memories of school, of acing every test, getting with every girl just to one-up Elliot. He'd never got far in school -- no, He'd never went to school! His parents didn't even think of sending him, he was just too stupid, so they just kept him home to drool, fill diapers and play with his toys.

He smiled. All of this was right.

Elliot sniggered the whole time, watching Alex change from the rival of a lifetime to a dumb, drooling diaper dragon. He chuckled a bit as his memories changed, all of Alex' annoying intrusions throughout his life fading away, replaced with memories of a successful love life, academic life, and social life. Eventually he reached the point that he no longer remembered who Alex even was to him, and as the other dragon began to drool on his chest, thick saliva spilling over his lips, Elliot paused.

He remembered who Alex was, and all hatred melted away, replaced with... affection. He turned around and smiled at the diapered dragon, benevolence flooding him. Elliot met Alex the first year of college, when he was volunteering at a special care facility between work and school. He'd taken to the drooling dragon almost immediately; the story of his parents dropping him off to the facility the second they could broke Elliot's heart, and it didn't take long for mild affection to turn to love, love he'd never felt for a woman.

The memories filled Alex' mind too, and he turned to Elliot with a big, drooling grin. Elliot knelt down and rubbed at Alex' snout, his heart warmed as the retarded dragon cooed and nestled up against the offered palm. Elliot'd fallen for Alex hard, and it wasn't long before he'd taken Alex home to care for him; adopted him to give him a good home, he told others. But the truth was... filthier.

Elliot couldn't help but throw a crooked grin, rubbing at his crotch as he remembered their time together. Elliot hadn't just fallen in love with Alex - though that would be taboo enough - but their relationship had taken a turn for the kinky. They weren't just lovers, but Elliot saw himself as Alex' loving Daddy. And Alex was his filthy, shitty, sexy baby boy.

He looked down as his clothes changed, his pants melting away to be replaced by thick diapers, ever so slightly wet. Alex was the one that got him to try them, and Elliot didn't regret it. He was always pushing the boundaries of filth in his own stupid ways, and Elliot appreciated that. He was already doing that when they first met.

God, Alex was handsome that day. Elliot had walked into the facility for his second day at the job, and there he was; drooling, shirtless, and wearing nothing but his oozing, leaking diaper. He looked up at him and giggled, spittle spraying against Elliot's legs, and reached deep into his diaper, rubbing at the cock within.

The aide he was with acted disgusted, but Elliot couldn't help but grin. Who was this adorable little dragon who was so openly filthy and sexual? Elliot's heart fluttered as Alex took his hands out of his pants, each overflowing with clay-like shit, and began to smear it across his chest. Elliot couldn't believe how perfect the retard looked with those brown streaks across his scales. When Alex started to eat the shit, shovelling mouthful after mouthful down his throat, Elliot was hooked. A tent grew between his legs, and he didn't even attempt to hide it as he went through his day.

A deep rumbling burst of gas jerked Elliot back to present day. Alex giggled at the wet noise, wriggling in his plastic padding and sniffing the air. Elliot smiled broadly, crouching down with a crinkle of his own and booping the retard's nose.

"Aww, is Alex gonna fill his diapers soon? Silly dragon, I just changed you not ten minutes ago!" he said. Elliot feigned mild annoyance, but they both knew how much he enjoyed changing diapers.

The retard just giggled in response, laying down on his back and playing with his feet in the air. Another couple seconds and he passed another wet fart. Elliot closed his eyes, pressing his face against the retarded dragon's rear and groaned.

He did it just in time; as soon as his nose was buried as deep as he could manage, Alex groaned and pushed. Crackling filled the air as a thick log poked from his asshole, pushing directly against Elliot's nose through the plastic.

Elliot shivered in response, nuzzling at the small bulge. Alex groaned, unable to hold back as a flood of thick shit snaked its way out his ass. His toes curled and body squirmed as it all coiled in his diaper, bulging it out before slowly sliding down his taint, and Elliot followed it on its entire journey. He licked at it too, huffing the smell and savoring the taste while he rubbed his cock.

This kept on as Alex messed himself, his breathing becoming louder and louder as the sheer pleasure of shitting his diaper overtook him, causing his cock to stiffen inside the plastic padding

Elliot continued to pleasure himself as he buried his face in the expanding diaper, but he didn't leave the other dragon out. He rubbed at Alex' bulge through the plastic bunched up at his groin, eliciting shivering gasps from the mindless dragon as he filled his retard pants.

His rubbing became quicker and quicker, more and more nimble as the diapers filled up, and the couple reached climax just as the last log left Alex' ass, settling into his diaper as the two sighed, settling into a warm, panting cuddle.

Elliot held Alex close on the ground, his sticky groin pressed firm against the messy bulge on Alex's ass. He traced the other dragon's scaled arm, gently kissing the other dragon's neck.

"I'm glad I took you home." Elliot said, resting his head behind Alex's. "I hope you know that... actually, who am I kidding? You're too stupid to even comprehend what I'm saying." Elliot chuckled at himself; how stupid was it to talk to someone who couldn't understand? Still, he continued. "I've needed someone like you around me for my whole life... someone to care for, someone to be myself around, someone to make me feel wanted and needed and... well, better than. Because I'm better than you at everything, aren't I?"

Elliot booped Alex's nose, and Alex giggled slightly, drool pooling on the ground as they lay there. "That's right, Daddy's better than you at everything."

He sat up, thinking about it and looking down at the retard relaxed next to him. If he was better than him at 'everything', then...

Elliot grinned and leaned down, kissing Alex's lips. "In fact, I bet I'm even better than you at shitting myself, aren't I?" The smarter dragon straddled the retarded one, diaper to diaper as he sat on him. "Wanna find out?"

Alex had unloaded an impressive amount into his diaper, Elliot had to admit. The dumb dragon's ass was lifted almost a foot off the ground because of it, and it hadn't even all settled at his rear yet. The large diaper was full to the brim, yet... somehow Elliot knew he could do better.

"Ready? Three... two... one!" Elliot arched his ass up into the air, closing his eyes and groaning as he concentrated on pushing. He just had to beat the retard! After a couple seconds, a few tight farts made their way out, and it was as if a dam had burst. Shit exploded into the back of his diaper, not even balling up before sliding down to Elliot's taint and balls.

Alex squealed at the sight of his smart daddy soiling himself like a dumb shit eater. He wasn't quite sure why he loved it so much, but he did, groping Elliot's swelling padding and smearing it against the larger dragon's scaley ass. The shit squelched against the slick surface, spreading those thick cheeks wide and enveloping Elliot's balls and cock.

The two continued on like this for a few moments, Elliot's diaper growing larger and larger with the sheer amount of shit he pushed out. It was evident pretty quickly that Elliot really was better than Alex at everything. The smarter dragon was quite into it, his eyes closed, tongue lolling out, drooling... and he didn't want to stop.

Elliot didn't feel like he was in full control of his body, the need to be better than Alex at everything was so crucial for him that it just stole everything from him. He could feel his body straining to produce more and more shit, faster and faster just to outdo the retard laying below him, make more drool, more piss. Something didn't feel right though, it was like Alex was still better at something.

It only took a few more moments before it hit him: Alex was better at being stupider than Elliot was. For Alex it was just natural to shit himself, piss himself and generally be a window licking retard, but for Elliot he had to act to do it, he had to force himself instead of doing it automatically, he could still understand and comprehend.

The corners of his mouth twinged down for just a moment as he realized this, but almost immediately he forced the smile back onto his face. No! He was better than Alex at everything, even at being stupid! The smile grew wider and wider, his face relaxing, eyes rolling back. He wouldn't be shown up by the other dragon, he had to be the best! His smile started showing more gums than teeth, a silly giggle escaping his mouth without him even realizing. He was going to be better than Alex... at everything!

His entire being was concentrated on answering one question; what could he do to be stupider? He was already pretty out there, filling his diapers with shit while dry humping a man, but he had to be stupider, he had to be the dumbest there was!

He glanced down at his overflowing diaper, and caught a log of shit as it began to poke from the cuff. He held it in his hand a moment. So warm, so smelly, so... inviting. Almost without thinking he shoved the whole thing in his mouth, mashing the scat around with his tongue and turning it into a bitter paste.

He chewed a few seconds before swallowing and letting out a loud groan, eyes rolled back in glee. It tasted delicious! He needed more! His hands disappeared down his diaper, shovelling handful after handful of his own shit into his waiting, drooling maw, wasting no time with chewing and just slurping down log after log with no problem at all. His already hard cock throbbed in time with each swallow; the act of mindlessly eating his own shit simply aroused him.

Soon enough the thrill wore off. It was pretty damn retarded to eat his own shit, but what could top it? Alex already did that! He continued to eat while he thought, letting brown paste bubble out his nose and drool down his chin as he did. What else could he do?

A quick fart that was not his own distracted him from that thought. Alex had began to shit himself again, grinning the whole time. The bastard! It was like he knew Elliot was competing with him! The dragon scowled at the man between his legs before realizing something. If eating his own shit was one level of stupid...

Elliot slid off Alex, much to Alex's momentary displeasure, but that displeasure turned into confusion as he felt the other dragon lift his legs up and start to tug his diaper down. Wasn't it too early for changes time? He was still pooping!

Elliot grinned at the confused look on Alex's face as he exposed the other dragon's shitty ass, pulling the diaper entirely off. Alex continued to shit on the floor as Elliot brought the shit filled diaper to his face and slid it over his muzzle. It hung like a feed bag on a feral horse, and Elliot began to slurp and munch the shit inside it, his sloppy chewing punctuated by moans. If eating his own shit was retarded, eating Alex's shit must be even more retarded!

Alex, unaware that he was in a contest, merely giggled at the sight of Elliot's dazed eyes half covered by the shitty diaper, the weight inside it growing less and less as Elliot consumed the waste inside with glee. Elliot's stomach bulged out a little bit, sitting on his thighs. The tent in his own diaper pressed against it, pushing it back up just a bit.

Far too soon, Elliot emptied Alex's diaper and tossed it aside, eyes ravenous for more. To be better than Alex he needed to crave shit more than Alex did, and he was really starting to feel what that would mean for him. He looked around the room desperately, but there was nothing there. His own diaper was filled with shit, but that was his shit, not Alex's shit, and he needed to eat Alex's shit! Finally his eyes settled on the pile of shit between Alex's firm ass cheeks.

Jackpot.

He dove between Alex's legs with abandon, lifting them high in the air as if changing a diaper and snarfing down the coiled pile of shit just sitting there on the floor, slightly dented in the shape of Alex's ass cheeks. Alex didn't stop shitting just because Elliot lifted his legs, however, and soon enough a thick log of shit was draped directly across Elliot's nose. Elliot pulled back and started to lick at the log, knowing full well he could just shake it off, but he felt that trying to lick it off made him look dumber. He was right, after all.

As soon as he managed to get the shit off his nose and into his stomach, he pressed his lips directly against Alex's puckered asshole and began to suck the shit out of him, tongue delving inside to search about for more. He hooked each nugget he could find and yanked it back into his mouth, not even chewing before swallowing.

This finally seemed to give Elliot some sense of content - after all, what could be stupider than eating shit directly from a retard's ass? The two lay there, the only sounds being Alex's moans and Elliot's wet slurps... but eventually all good things end, and as Elliot started to find less and less shit, he wondered... was there a way to stoop even lower than this?

The answer bobbed in front of Elliot's face, seven inches long and drooling.

He didn't know why he didn't think of this before. Nothing could be worse than this. Elliot closed his eyes, leaning forward and wrapping his lips around Alex's unwashed cock. His brows furrowed at the taste - he'd never done this before. It had always been Alex sucking his cock. But... he needed this.

Alex took a deep breath and plunged the rest of the way down, retching wetly as Alex's cock pushed into the back of his throat. Alex on his own part moaned, toes curling as this new sensation overwhelmed him. He had no idea that Elliot could suck cock, he thought that was his job! He could get used to this, though.

The two kept at this for a little while, but Alex wasn't used to any stimulation down there, and so it wasn't long before he let out a wail and wrapped his legs around Elliot's head, holding him down there as he came.

Elliot gagged some as thick white cum pumped down his throat, and rather than swallow he let it all dribble out of his mouth. Bubbly white cum dribbled down his lips and chin, coating them thickly before finally dripping on Alex's balls. Alex finally let Elliot go, and Elliot pulled back with a gasp and a dumb smile on his face, saliva coating his lips. So this is what it felt to be better than Alex at everything.

That realization finally pushed Elliot over the edge, and he threw his body back as a spasm of pleasure washed over him. He thrust into the air, thick cum filling his filthy diapers. His cock slowly grew with each thrust, and soon well over an inch was added. Just as he felt like he was finishing, he thought of how better he was again, and that sent a fresh wave of cum jetting from his balls. And so his cock grew, and he came again, and again, and again...

--C3-

Elliot couldn't stop cumming, each climax atrophying his mind a little more, growing his cock a little bigger. During the end of an orgasm he managed to eat some shit or suck a little cock, but he got nothing done before the next one began, just before the current one would end.

No one missed them for some time, and about two weeks in someone was finally sent to check on them. When she walked in she called the police immediately.

"Oh Jesus Christ, what's wrong with these people?" A fox said in disgust, holding his nose closed as his partner brushed past him. As a skunk, he didn't seem too perturbed by the smell, but the sight made him retch.

"You think they've bathed recently?" The skunk asked, staring at the two dragons. Elliot was a mess, with layer upon layer of shit smeared upon him, and most of them caked on. It was difficult to tell that he was a dragon through all of that, if it weren't for the shape of his massive tail. He wore two layers of shit and cum filled diapers, barely holding together. One was his, and one was Alex's. His massive cock threatened to destroy the plastic padding, his equally-large balls visible through all the mess in the diaper.

Alex, on the other hand, was completely clean, though he stank just as viciously as Elliot. Elliot took good care of Alex in his own retarded way, constantly licking him clean and eating his shit so that he at least looked spotless.

Alex and Elliot both looked up at the police with an empty curiosity. Both of them were rock hard, though Elliot's cock was obviously more visible given the size.

The fox leaned down, holding two pictures up in the air next to them. "Yep, these are our guys, Alex and Elliot." The skunk leaned in to get a better look at the pictures. He cocked his head, confused. "Wasn't Alex supposed to be the retard?" "Hey! Watch your mouth, you don't want to get sent through sensitivity training, do you? We got cams on us!" "Whatever. Wasn't Alex supposed to be mentally disabled?" "It sure looks like he is." "Sure, but compared to Elliot," the skunk chuckled, "he looks positively a genius."

Their conversation was broke up as Elliot let out a hoarse moan, bucking into the air. Someone else acknowledging that he was the bigger retard sent him over the edge yet again, and bucket after bucket of cum flooded his diapers, draining his balls dry and sending him into an orgasmic seizure. The policemen stepped back, grimacing at Elliot's drooling, cum-filled display.

"Call the Institute?" "Call the Institute."

It didn't take long for them to load up the two retards and ship them out to the Institute. They were thrown in a padded room with nothing but diapers and a disheveled looking pink fox. Little did they realize that Elliot had managed to sneak something in. Elliot himself didn't know it until one day, when pushing out a particularly thick log, he felt something else come out.

He reached into his diaper, digging out his Wishgranter. His mind didn't process what it was - it hadn't processed anything in a long time - but the Wishgranter didn't need the user to have thoughts to work. It just needed the user to have wishes, and Elliot wished that all dragons were like him, so they could all have fun together.

Somewhere, Lynch noticed reality shifting again, something massive. He wondered briefly what it was, and where his dragon assistant had went. Then he remembered that all dragons were shit-eating retards, and he never had an assistant. He shrugged, and went on with his day.