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Dragon's Den

Chapter 2

The Feeding

Angel didn't remember ever being quite so hungry when he went to sleep. It even caused him to dream about food, though it wasn't the type of food he was used to. Instead, he found himself eating hay and oats of some kind, and they actually tasted kind of good. The boy was so busy eating that it took him a while to realize he was standing on four hooves. He blinked and peered down at his giant hooves, way down. He was really big too!

He wiggled his ears and blushed as he trotted around, marveling at the immense raw power flexing through his sheeny chestnut body. The muscles in his graceful legs and enormous butt felt incredibly strong, like he could run for miles. After a bit of gleeful prancing, Angel stopped at that same hay bale he was sitting on earlier. He huffed and tried sitting again, but his huge equine flanks completely squashed it, causing him to snort and snicker.

There were other horsies around again, some with black, white or cream colored coats - even some dappled ones. They stared at him curiously and several approached. He blushed some more while looking down at them wide eyed- he'd always been the smallest at everything, but suddenly he was the biggest among them. After the others recognized him, they treated him with friendly nosings that made him throb with excitement.

Angel was still throbbing when he woke up, though he wasn't sweating quite as much as before. He covered his eyes with one hand, letting them adjust a bit to the sunlight flooding his bedroom. He wished he could sleep some more and continue that happy dream, but Mom would come soon and tell him to get ready for school.

He shifted his legs out from the covers, gasping when he suddenly felt that plump, equine cock squishing between his thighs and straining the fabric of his poor undies. The little boy stopped for a moment, sitting at the edge of his bed and blushing deeply as he remembered what happened in his brother's room... Was that all real? He exhaled nervously while looking between his legs and sliding his pajama bottoms down his thighs, revealing that unnaturally large, damp cottony bulge.

Angel shivered, staring at it while playing with the fabric of his pajama top. His new endowment throbbed eagerly when he paid attention to it, causing the boy to giggle and squirm as jolts of pleasure tickled through his hips and butt. He looked away and blushed deeply, letting his soft hand caress along the curve of that cotton-covered member. His eyes closed as he squeezed and stroked gently, an innocent moan escaping his little mouth. When he pulled his hand away, several long gooey strands of translucent fluid were sticking between his palm and the slickened cotton.

He opened his eyes back up, panting a little bit. His privates felt so hot and wet. But then there was that strange hunger again, and the boy's heart beat faster as he thought about it. Hunger? What did that box say about it... Angel gulped and rolled onto his side, pulling the box out from under his pillow. That's when he noticed that there were more things inside of it than he'd realized earlier. Toward the bottom was a large bottle filled with some kind of creamy looking liquid - it said 'FORMULA' on the side. Beneath that was an instruction book.

Angel moved the box next to his hip and held the bottle in one hand while opening the instructions with his other. The instructions were made up of a series of simple pictures. It showed a girl holding a dark shaft similar to the one between his legs. She was gazing at the shaft, which had a sweat drop next to it. A little thought bubble just above said 'hungry...' In the next scene, she had an idea light over her head, and was looking to the bottle that said 'FORMULA." Next, she cradled the shaft like a baby while holding the bottle to the tip of it, squeezing the bottle firmly. Nearby, the number '1' had a check mark, and the number '2' had a prominent red 'X'. Finally, the next picture showed the shaft looking all full and she was hugging it happily. There was even a little heart between them.

Angel set the instructions down and looked nervously back to the formula bottle. His endowment throbbed as he gazed over it and the boy felt even more hungry. Whatever that creamy gooey liquid was, it suddenly looked very appetizing. He fidgeted and set the bottle down to one side, shaking his head. That was weird, and naughty. He should just go tell his brother! Nash was really smart, maybe he could get this thing off him. The more he tried to resist, the hungrier he got though. He shook his head, crossing his arms and closing his eyes as his hips and butt started quivering and he could feel himself sweating again. The hunger became almost unbearable and he whimpered, moving one of his shaking hands down to the bottle while his other started easing his undies down from his crotch.

He opened one eye, blushing more while watching his shiny black dick springing out from his tiny undies and flopping against his thigh. As soon as he brought the formula bottle nearby, it started jerking excitedly, sending more spurts of pleasure through his body and easing some of his hunger pangs. He whimpered again... he didn't want it to feel so good... it was naughty, but he didn't want his hunger to get even worse. Angel shivered as he held up his glistening cock with one hand and moved the end of the bottle close to the tip of it.

There was a big squishy nipple on the bottle. It felt nice and soft and silky as he pressed it right against the urethra opening of his six-inch member. Angel couldn't help huffing, squirming his butt and legs and curling his toes as the nipple started to penetrate and stretch that slippery opening. He opened his other eye, watching with a hazy expression as his urethral flesh stretched slowly bigger and bigger, then swallowed over the nipple, clenching around it. His flare throbbed and he gasped cutely while his hand on the bottle continued to shake. J... just this one time... just to stop the hunger, he thought and finally gave the bottle a big, firm squeeze.

Angel's gaze filled with sparkles and he moaned very sweetly as he was instantly overwhelmed with bliss. He curled his toes and rocked his hips, slapping his horsie cock against the bottle while the slippery black flesh bloated with that big, sloshy gush of formula. The little boy whimpered and rolled over onto his side, blushing and holding the bottle steady while his young hips continued humping, making a long series of sloppy sounds as his flare kissed with the wobbly nipple repeatedly.

Angel's other hand trailed down the belly of his slippery cock, pressing against the sloshy bulge there and squishing it up and down like it was a balloon. That made the boy start giggling sweetly, squirming his little legs while his fattened cock pulsed and jiggled up and down in his hand. Eventually, his blurry vision started to clear up and he slowed his movements, breathing deeply and tugging at the bottle. The fat nipple stretched his urethral opening extra big and came free with a loud SLOP. Several trails of formula stretched out from his throbbing flare, snapping away from the bottle and sticking against his sheath folds. He blushed furiously and set the bottle down, laying there with his eyes lidded while continuing to caress up and down over his bloated member.

The gooey formula oozing from his flare made his fingers tickle as soon as it touched their skin. He exhaled softly and clenched his eyes for a moment, smearing the tingling formula all across his dark, feral flesh, causing it all to feel super slick and soft. He smiled a little as he thought about the picture in the instructions, with the girl hugging the pet shaft and the heart between them. Angel opened his eyes and gazed down at his own - his virgin black flesh was almost sparkling from how shiny it was. He exhaled deeply while brushing his digits over it, then cuddled it against his belly while basking in his feeling of fullness.

"Angel, we're running late... finish getting ready. Breakfast is downstairs!"

His mom was right outside his door. Angel gasped, bouncing up onto his naked butt and pulling some fresh garments from the dresser next to the bed. The undies were much, much harder to fit. His fattened member strained them so hard that he was worried about ripping right through. He stuffed himself into them as best as he could and then put on his slacks and shirt and fancy private school sweater. Before he left his bed, Angel grabbed up the items from the box and hid them in one of his dresser drawers. He would tell his brother what happened later... definitely.

*

Nash turned to his friend as they walked along the sidewalk toward school, whispering.

"I've got a problem... it's uhh, gone."

Matt whispered back, "Gone? What do you mean?"

"I hid it under my bed last night, but when I went to get it this morning, it wasn't there."

"Oh crap! Julian won't be happy."

"Do you think my little brother took it?" Matt glanced down at Angel who was walking alongside them, holding one of his hands. He was bundled up in an extra big, long coat and a scarf. It seemed kind of like overkill since it wasn't even winter yet, but their mom was really over protective.

"Are you kidding? You can't ask your little brother about something like that! You'll ruin his innocence forever."

Nash grumbled. "Maybe it was my mom. She did go in there to get my laundry when I was in the shower..."

"Well, what should we do if you can't find it? Can we go back for a replacement?"

"Doubt it." Nash sighed deeply, then looked down at Angel. He held his coat with his free hand while the other one clung to Nash's. His little brother was always holding onto something, like he was afraid he'd get lost otherwise.

They approached the elementary school and walked up the path to the front door. As usual, Principal Jahn stood there welcoming the children.

"Nash, Matt! It's been a while since I've seen you two. I hope you're staying out of trouble."

"Yea, haven't had detention yet."

The principal chuckled and nodded as Angel let go of Nash's hand and stepped inside with him. "Well, your little brother is doing very well for his first year. He's a smart one. I think your mom was right to skip him past Kindergarten."

Nash smirked playfully, "Uhuh, I've taught him everything I know."

"Of course, of course. He definitely thinks very highly of you. Just don't teach him how to get in trouble, alright?"

Nash laughed and playfully punched Matt on the shoulder, "Sure thing boss."

Matt winced and smiled, shoving Nash in return, "Yeesh, I didn't even say anything!"

Principal Jahn shook his head and waved them off. "Don't be late now, I'm not covering for you."

"Yea, yea." Nash waved and turned back to the road, walking past several little kids while Matt followed.

"So, what are you gonna say to Julian?"

"I donno. I'll think of something. At least we've got your thing, maybe he'll be cool. Just don't give it to him until he agrees to let us join."

"Yea, I left it at my place. And don't worry, the only one who goes in my room is my dog, and I don't think he cares about 'Were Water.'"

*

Angel was having a really hard time sitting still at his desk. He kept wriggling his butt around in his seat, kicking his legs and fidgeting with his uniform. Not only was he bursting with energy, but his whole body felt extra hot and he was already starting to sweat halfway through his first class. He wiped at his face with a tissue, feeling beads of sweat dripping from his chin over the top of his chest.

The heat between his legs was at least twice as strong. Countless trickles caressed along that fattened flesh straining the boy's poor undies. Angel looked down at his lap with a flustered expression. At least his uniform slacks were black, so if they got damp it might not show too much. The boy's undies already felt soaked and were clinging like a second skin against his sweat-slicked cock.

He tried his best to ignore it and focus on the teacher's lessons, lowering his head down close to his desk and resting it atop his folded hands. He panted very softly and closed his hazy blue eyes half way, wriggling his butt again as more sweat dribbled over his cock. A sudden wave of pleasure undulated throughout his crotch as his bloated shaft tingled and flexed against the clingy wet cotton. Angel tilted his head to one side and let out a longer, pleasured puff of air over his small fingers as it tingled a second time, flexing a lot more intensely. That time, the little boy's undies became much tighter, just barely containing his generous flesh. He almost moaned when it flexed a third time, forcing several tears in the wet, clingy cotton as his horsie cock grew slightly thicker and longer.

Angel puffed his cute little breaths across the surface of his desk. He somehow restrained his trembling body as his sweaty equine dick flexed repeatedly, its baby soft flesh becoming just a little bit more fat and long each time. The slow, steady growth spurts battered the little boy's senses with immense pleasure, and after about fifteen spurts Angel was just way too big to be contained in those little undies. The fabric completely ripped off and he felt his bigger horsie dick flopping wetly against one of his thighs. The outline of it squished clearly against his slacks while its excess wetness trickled all the way down his leg.

Finally, the spasms started to trail off and Angel's head swayed a bit as he began to regain conscious thought. More sweat dripped from his forehead and cheeks and there were several little puddles of it on his desk. The teacher stopped talking briefly, eyeing him as he raised his head and shivered, his innocent gaze still having an adorable drowsy look to it. She rolled her eyes and resumed with the lesson as he wiped at his face again, blushing furiously.

Concentrating on his schoolwork was impossible for the rest of the day. Every time the boy even slightly shifted his body, his bigger endowment would squish and rub and grind its slick flesh between his thigh and his slacks. He tried his best to sit perfectly still, fidgeting with his sweater and keeping his eyes down so the teacher wouldn't call on him. When the last bell finally rang, Angel felt such utter relief that he let out a long, loud sigh that caused a few other boys and girls to look at him with quizzical expressions.

Mrs. Stewart crossed her arms and watched him curiously as the other students got up and rushed out. He sat there still blushing profusely until they were all gone, then carefully slid out from his desk and packed up his things.

"Ahem..." She blinked as the little boy stood in front of his desk with his backpack held over his belly and crotch. "Angel, come over here please."

He gulped and made his way to her, wincing several times along the way.

Once he stood in front of her, Mrs. Stewart looked him up and down. Her eyes went very wide when her gaze settled briefly on one of his legs. "Uhh... n... nevermind. Run along," she said while blushing just as much as he was.

Angel scurried out, feeling awfully embarrassed. He quickly put on his long coat and scarf and made his way over to the lobby to wait for his big brother. Sitting alone, he kept his gaze down over his nose while thinking about telling him. Big brother could help... he had to... Angel didn't want to have to feed it again. The boy's ears felt pretty hot as he sat there with one hand resting over the fat bulge going down his thigh, innocently caressing it with his soft little fingers.