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Hey, Levian here (author, not the character). Thanks for giving me a look. this story contains Male of Feral Male, Size Difference, some frotting, oral sex, and generally awkward situations. If you are not of the legal age to read adult material or this doesn't sound like your cup of tea, there is a back button to escape. If you are all good with the tags and what I've said, give it a read and let me know what you think. As an added warning, this is straight from my brain to the web. There was no proofreading besides a cursory glance. If there are any big errors, let me know. Thank you ^.^

Edit 7/1/20: tweaked a thing that was pointed out to me. I thought it was a minor thing, but it was bugging me the more I thought about it. also some grammar and a little bit extra detail was added.

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Eon rolled over in his bed, slowly waking from his sleep. He had a headache, something his body was happy to remind him of when he opened his eyes. With a hiss of pain, Eon closed his eyes quickly, moving a hand to rub at his temples. It felt like someone had kicked him in the head. Opening one eye slowly, Eon looked at the clock on his desk, the LED numbers causing minor discomfort. The display read 10:30.

'10:30...oh FUCK!'

Eon tossed off his covers then sat up quickly, his head swimming. Class started at 10 and he couldn't miss another one or he would lose his grant. Eon reached to the small bedside table to his left, grabbing his glasses and his phone. Dimly he checked the phone for any messages. Not a single message, but he did notice the day. It was Saturday.

Eon paused for a bit, relaxing somewhat. There was no class on Saturday. Unfortunately, the scare he had given himself made it impossible to get back to sleep. Well, might as well make some eggs.

Rolling off the bed, Eon took a moment to stretch. Looking in the vanity mirror, he came to realize that he looked like crap. His body was the same light tan and he was still looking quite curvy for a guy, but his hair was frayed out and he had a serious case of bed head. His face looked like his brain felt, his eyes tired and small bags under them. What did he do last night? He vagally recalled flashing lights, the sound of hoots and hollers...was there a big party last night? He had probably gotten wasted if he felt this bad. Oh well, nothing a little coffee couldn't fix. Coffee and eggs...delicious. Tossing on a pair of paints and an old used shirt, Eon took a deep breath. Time for breakfast.

Eon opened the door to the rest of his apartment. He was lucky to have the bedroom separate from the larger living area/kitchen. It was just enough to give him that home feeling without being too expensive.

Walking with purpose, Eon stumbled toward the kitchen. Coffee first, then eggs. Get some caffeine working in him so that he didn't burn the shit out of himself cooking eggs. Along the way he stepped on a long furry rope, which was yanked away. There was a quick yelp from the couch and Eon simply groaned, his tiered mind too busy with getting to the kitchen to care.

Making it to the counter, Eon lifted the large scaled cat sitting on the Keurig and simply tossed it to the side. It hit the ground with a displeased hiss and a growl. Eon chuckled, 'guess scaled cats don't always land on their feet.'

Eon grabbed the strongest looking coffee K-cup and snapped it in, after grabbing a cup and hitting brew, Eon looked around.

A few things caught his attention. The first was that his living area was a mess. The second was that he was not alone. And the last thing he noticed was that the visitors were not human.

Laying on his couch were two large dog-like creatures, each bigger than any dog Eon had seen. They had triangular snouts and horns, and their paws were tipped in sharp looking claws. One of them was holding their long fluffy white tail in it's paws, hissing in pain.

Behind his couch, Eon could just make out a large scaled lump. It was just the rear of whatever it was, but just the haunches were at least as big as a lion, covered in smooth blue scale that did nothing to hide the hard muscle underneath, and the spined tail that curled back around the leg and out of view behind the couch.

As his brain was working on this, the 'cat' he had tossed off the counter flew in front of him, the pink scaled dragon looking quite peeved, the small frills on the side of it's head standing on end in irritation.

"What is the big idea? You come stomping in here and step on Kira's tail, then toss me on the ground and you don't give us any idea what you want." It squeaked indignantly hovering in front of Eon.

Eon just stared, coffee long forgotten. "w-what? Cats can't fly..."

The small dragon rolled its eyes, "oh, you look even more dense when you are awake. I told Levian that this was a bad idea and now you have gone and..." The dragon stopped its tirade, looking at Eon closely. "hey, are you okay? You don't look so good."

Eon simply grinned. He had dragons in his home. Then he passed out, crumpling to the floor.

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Eon woke up slowly, his mind running in a frenzy. He had the oddest dream that there had been dragons in his apartment. What Childhood fantasy was his brain reliving? He was an adult in college! Sitting up, Eon reached out for the glasses that should have been on his bedside table. Instead, he grabbed a handful of feathers.

Looking at what he had grabbed, Eon took a moment.

He was in the living area, draped along the couch like a drunk who had collapsed there. Laying at the foot of the couch was the oddest creature Eon had seen. It looked like someone had taken the front half of a giant bird and the back half of a reptilian horse and fused them together. The front half was all feathers, deep in a royal purple color that glistened as the great beast inhaled. A pair of wings were folded on the beast's back, pulled tight and close to its body. The back half of the beast was green as a forest, covered in hard reptilian scales that shone like lightly polished emerald. A long tail laid out behind the beast, the tail tip ending in a large tuft of feathers that was vaguely shaped like an old timey feather duster.

Eon let out a shudder, realizing that this had been the beast that had slept behind his couch in his dream. Well...it was obviously not a dream anymore. The feathers in his grasp were impossibly soft and smooth, but they were very real. Sitting up slowly and quietly, Eon took a few breaths to calm himself. From this new angle, he could see the beast a bit better.

He could just make out a foreleg. The leg was covered in deep violet feathers like the rest of the body, but it looked like there was a lighter tint to the colors on the underside of the leg. Near the paw, the feathers became almost black in their color, almost obscuring the relatively delicate looking paws. Eon could make out four toes and there was a roughly calloused paw pad under each. Then he moved his gaze along the strong and thickly feathered neck, finally glimpsing the beast's face.

Eon felt his heart skip a beat, a chill running down his spine at the predatory build of the beast's head. Long ears lay slightly splayed to the side of the round head, giving the momentary appearance of horns. A long muzzle lay on Eon's carpet, open just enough to give Eon a chilling view. From the way the light was giving the muzzle a slightly more consistent sheen, either the feathers were shorter, or the muzzle wasn't all flesh. Since the rest of the beast's front was avian, Eon decided that it was likely that the muzzle was tough like a beak. At the edge of the upper jaw was a line of serrations that could only be used to cut into meat, the sure sign of a vicious carnivorous animal. Just inside the open jaw, eon could see a bright pink tongue and glints of small, fang like teeth just on the other side of the harder muzzle teeth.

Eon felt that sudden fear of the unknown, of a mouse being stalked by an unknown cat. This thing was dangerous. He needed help, he needed to get away... to flee!

The beast let out a snort and Eon felt his breath catch. A pair of bright, almost neon eyes appeared in the dark purple shroud, the beast craning its neck up to look right at Eon. Eon stared at the beast, locking eyes with the predator, the bright eyes shocking at first...then calming. Eon felt himself relaxing a little, his breathing coming easier as he looked at those eyes. They were not animalistic or alien...they were exotic and...beautiful. After a good long stare, Eon felt himself relaxed as he could be in the beast's presence.

Eon heard a deep chuckle, a rumble like an approaching storm, come from the beast. Then it spoke, it's voice deep and rich, powerful and gentle, "do I really scare you that much?"

Eon noticed that while his earlier observation was right about the top of the muzzle being hard like a beak, the bottom jaw was all flesh and gave the beast just enough articulation to speak. Eon noticed that in his momentary panic, the feathers he had grabbed when he woke were still in his hand. Hastily, Eon let go of the feathers, then shook his head. He had survived high school; there are worse beasts there than the one before him.

"N-no. you did startle me. A lot." Eon turned so that he was sitting cross legged on the couch. Even if he sat straight like this, the beast's head would likely come up to his breast if the beast were to sit up on all fours. As it were, the beast rolled to the side, lounging more like a cat than a lion. Eon cleared his throat, going on like this was a normal conversation, "So...What are you? And what happened to the others?"

The beast chuckled, "Well, that depends on what you want to know about me. Of course, considering the amount of alcohol on your breath last evening, I'm surprised you are even up at this hour. As for the others, they decided to take a nap in your room. The sheets are quite a bit more comfortable than the couch."

Eon clicked his tongue, a habit when he was annoyed. So that was what happened. He had gotten shit faced drunk and apparently picked up some...dragons? Eon sighed. He should never be allowed near a bottle again. "okay then. That explains a little bit anyway. So, are you a dragon? What is your name...and why are you in my apartment?"

The beast grinned, "Ah, questions with some worthy answers. The easy ones first. I am Levian Drake, Dracogryph of the emerald caverns. I'm not exactly a dragon...more like a bastard son between a gryphon and dragon. Eh, the details don't matter. Now then, the reason we are here is a little...complex. Since you don't remember meeting us to begin with, I'm assuming you forgot the terms as well."

Levian huffed though his muzzle, standing and stretching like a cat. His wings even spread slightly, the joints in them popping from being unused while he had rested. "Now, I'm going to try and answer the questions you have before you ask them, so pay attention."

Levian cleared his throat, and Eon noticed that the edges of his feathers had a slight shimmer to them as they moved. Just the edges though. "Now, we of mythic descent do not normally exist in this world. We reside in a world that mirrors this one, only humanity as you know it never became the dominant race. Occasionally, accidents happen in our world, fluctuations of the Aether and overlapping quantum field waves." Levian paused for a second, then continued, "basically, there are occasional portals that open in our world for a few seconds and violently pull everything inside and spit them out in your world, like a black hole. Think of them like earthquakes; they happen occasionally, but there is no way to predict exactly where or when.

"Unfortunately for our race, we cannot live long in this world alone. That is where you come in. For Kira, Lyra, Skree, and myself to exist and remain in this world, we need something of this world to anchor us. Living creatures are the best for this, and you humans are quite exceptional. In fact, I'm impressed that a human like you could support four of our kind! The drain must be intense."

Levian paused for a moment to make sure Eon was still following. Eon was much more awake now, and it didn't take him long to catch on to the last bit, "wait...drain? I mean, yeah, having dragon's in my apartment is quite a sudden shock. Though, I have a bad feeling you mean something else by 'drain' don't you? Something besides the stress I'm feeling."

Levian looked a little nervous, an odd thing to see in those predatory eyes, "well...there are certain...consequences and conditions. To put it as simply as I can, we live off your energy." Levian paused for a bit, looking away as he tried to think of the right words. Eon waited patiently, trying not to jump to conclusions, but he could feel a sense of panic slowly blooming. Live off his energy?

Levian let out a sigh, "so, for me to exist in your world, right now, I'm borrowing a little bit of your life energy. It gives me the anchor I need to remain in this physical realm. Without it, I would slowly dissipate into nothing, dissolving into pure energy until I am absorbed and overcome by your world's laws of reality. Nothing would remain, no body, no soul, even the memories of me would fade and nothing would remain. For many of my kind, being pulled through a portal is an instant death sentence."

Eon nodded, his heart feeling heavy at the thought. It was a fear he had himself. The thought of being forgotten as a no one, remembered as less than a shadow... It was a recurring nightmare. However, Eon felt there was another catch. If the threat of being forgotten was the consequence, what was the condition to exist? "So, without feeding on my life energy, you would all perish? I mean, I would hate for that to happen to you guys. Besides me fainting earlier, you seem quite intelligent. So, what is the catch? You wouldn't be so nervous if there wasn't a catch."

Levian let out a weak chuckle, "well...this is where things get complicated. As I said, we need your life energy to survive. For you to have one of us bonded with you would not have caused any problem in the short term. But you have four. The energy you produce through natural means is not enough to keep us alive for long. We need more energy from you than the amount you can give us though the simple bond that we have. So, we are left with two options: form a stronger bond that will allow us to live longer or live for a few days in relative comfort and then perish."

Eon felt like there was something missing. Levian was explaining what would happen to them, but nothing was mentioned about what would happen to Eon with this 'stronger bond'. Levian was dancing around something, but Eon was not that patient of a person, "Okay, you have made your point Levian. Without me, you vanish. Without a stronger bond with me, you vanish. So, what is stopping you from making a stronger bond? What happens to me if you make a stronger bond? On top of that, why can't you make a bond with others if I am not enough?"

Levian pranced a little, his eyes betraying his discomfort, "well...we can't. Once we have initiated a bond, it cannot be undone without a backlash. For us, we would lose too much energy to live for long and we would probably perish by the end of the day. For you, you would simply feel exhausted for the day.”

Eon looked at the hybrid. There was a sadness in his eyes as he said that, those deep purple orbs almost hiding it. Still, it unnerved him that his drunken self had made a decision like this. Or was this dragon just pulling his leg?

“I don’t remember making a bond like that. Did you force me?” Eon rose from his seat a little, staring down the larger dragon. It was like looking in the face of a dinosaur and telling it to behave, but Eon didn’t know what else to do. If he acted angry, maybe Levian would give him real answers.

Instead, Levian chuckled at Eon’s pretend bravado, “you must have been completely wasted. Any sane person would have run away from us. Instead, you came right up and pet me on the shoulder. I was so shocked that you honestly scared me for a moment.”

Eon paused for a moment, the idea of a big dragon being scared of him from a simple touch was funny. He chuckled at that idea, which made the feral hybrid growl a little, “it is not that funny.”

Eon waved his hands like he was whisking away the thought, “ah, I disagree, but we can talk about that later. Anyway, how did I become wrapped into your bonding thing?”

Levian stretched his claws a little, lightly scratching on the ground, “well, we were desperate. We were going to have just Skree bond with you and then we would try to find other humans, but you kind of…did it yourself. The easiest way to get a bond started is a kiss…”

Eon felt his cheeks redden at what Levian was implying.. How drunk had he been last night? Levian continued.

“so, we explained this to you and you just…kissed us all. On the muzzle. You even tried to put your tongue into Skree’s maw. You…uh…invited us over for ‘fun times and crazy parties’ in your words.”

Eon just looked at the hybrid, “so, I drunkenly gave you all a kiss, invited you to my home, and now I’m stuck with you.”

Levian shook his head, “no, you are not. Like I said, you can simply say no and we will leave. Once we are out of your bond range, you will feel tired and we will fade away into nothing. That will be that.”

Eon couldn’t help but feel sorry for the dragon. Such a majestic creature, asking him for help. Trick or not, this was a very convincing one. Those deep purple eyes didn’t look like they were telling a lie. Eon had no idea what the dragons had been though, but for them to ask a human for help…it had to be rough. Eon put that knowledge aside for a moment, moving onto a bigger question, “alright, good to know my drunken judgment skills suck. What does this bond do to me then?”

"For you, a stronger bond would mean you can draw on our energy. We...don't really know what all happens to you for that, or what that means for us. You could grow scales or a tail...or you could just have breath that smells like ozone. Just...the first couple of days would be rough after just one bond. For you to take on four, you will probably have to sleep for a few days to recover enough to move. Of course, We will have another...issue. Once bonded, we can be influenced by your thoughts. It could be days, even weeks, before that happened, but it will happen."

Eon noticed that there was a fire in Levian’s eyes as he said that. Eon could see what Levian had to consider for this choice. Bond with a human and possibly become a servant, or live for a few days and vanish from reality. Honestly, there wasn’t a good choice for the dragons.

Eon chuckled, "so, I get a bunch of dragon pals and we are stuck with each other, or you vanish and I miss out on an exciting adventure. Sure, we can do this thing."

Levian looked surprised. His eyes were wide and almost glowing, his beak open just a bit. Obviously, this wasn't the response he was expecting. His beak split in a grin, a low chuckle growing from his throat until he was laughing so hard he had to pause before continuing, "oh...my goodness. I was not expecting that at all. From the legends we had heard about you humans of this world, we thought you would be a greedy selfish person looking to exploit us. We have heard of humans in green armor, using sticks that belched fire and spewed metal."

Eon grinned, shrugging, "Times change, I guess. Besides, I don't get company very often. It would suck if you guys just fizzled away. So, how do we make a stronger bond?"

Levian's laughing stopped, his chuckle becoming a bit more nervous again, "well...I wasn't expecting this. Umm...so, we exist because of your life energy. Your essence is what sustains us. As it is, we get very little of your essence. Now if there was a way for...uh...you to give us some powerful essence to alter our genes..."

Levian was dragging his claws along the floor, trying not to look at Eon. Was he...embarrassed? Eon decided to wait for a bit, but Levian seemed to be too flustered to say anything more. Eon tried to put it together.

So, a bond draws upon essence, the life energy of his body sustained the four beasts. But Eon was a little confused about Levian's choice of words. A powerful essence that could alter genes...if fact, what could Eon offer that would have any genes in it? Wait a second...genes that alter and hold life...

Eon found himself blushing as he asked his next question, "so, by essence and genes...do you mean...reproductive genes?"

Levian didn't say anything, but Eon noticed that his feathers puffed out a little. Was that how he blushed? Before Levian could compose himself, the smaller drake from before flapped in and landed on the counter.

Eon could make it out a bit more. The smaller creature looked like a mini dragon, only it had wings instead of arms. The frills around it's head were relaxed and gently swaying as it moved, it's entire body differing shades of green. A long tail draped behind it, a large tuft of fur hanging around the last few inches of tail. A bright pair of orange, draconic eyes looked at Eon, then Levian, then back at Eon. The wyvern made a click much like Eon did when he was annoyed, "oh good grief, watching you two dance around the subject is making my wings ache."

The small wyvern looked at Eon, "I was listening to you two as long as I could stand it. The basic idea is that we take some of your 'seed' as a sort of battery. We live off the energy inside your semen like it was a battery and it can keep us going for days. You get draconic servants, we get to exist, and all you have to do is have sex every couple of days."

Eon looked at the small wyvern, raising an eyebrow. Skree rolled his eyes, “to keep us alive, all you got to do is have some good old dirty sex with us and we get to exist in this world. Not a bad trade, heh? You get dragon servants and possibly have your life changed, and we get to keep living. Win-win.”

Eon shook his head at Skree, “Everything sounds good, except for the servant part. I’ll help, but you don’t have to worry about me ‘commanding’ you to do something. That would be wrong, since you are only trying to survive.”

Eon caught a glimmer in Levian’s eye, something that looked like hope or happiness. Eon didn’t know what the feral had been expecting, but Eon’s promise to let them stay free was not what the hybrid was expecting at all. Maybe this could work! Though, there was one small problem...

“So...how do we do this?”

Levian and Skree were both males...and Levian was probably quite a bit bigger than both of them in that department. While Eon had no real preference on the gender of his partners in the past, it was hard to ignore the obvious differences in anatomy, size...and endurance.

Skree simply tossed his head back like he was dismissing the question, “Same way as anything else. Do whatever feels good. Do you mind if i take the first turn? It has been a day or two already and I'm feeling desperate. Hence my cranky mood. So, I'll make this easy. My name is Skree, I'm a Swift Wing wyvern, and I need your essence soon or I'll be the first to perish. What do you say to that?"

Eon didn't really think about it, "I want to help! But...you are quite small compared to me. You could use my arm as a perch! And we just met!"

Skree chuckled, flapping a few times and landing on the couch next to Eon. This close, Eon could see that he wasn't scaled, but instead covered in a feathery fur. "don't worry...Eon, was it? I just need a bit to swallow. Size doesn't have anything to do with it. And if it bothers you, just undo your pants and let me do what I need."

Levian was watching Skree closely, but suddenly stood and stammered something about checking on the other two, leaving quickly. Skree chuckled, "poor Levian. He has a soft spot for humans. I think he wanted to taste you first."

Skree looked at Eon, then let out a sigh, "okay, I'm going to be straight with you..."

Eon chuckled, Skree pausing and realizing what he said. He continued anyway, a grin playing at the edges of his tiny muzzle, "...For this to work, both parties need to be willing to not only make a stronger bond, but both need to enjoy it. That is why it is a 'bond' and not just some arbitrary connection. So, now that my brash attitude has driven away the snooping Dracogryph, I got to ask. Eon, would you give me your essence?"

The Swift Wing wyvern stood on the back of the couch, waiting on Eon. From the way he had spoken earlier, it didn't matter if Eon was willing. Now, it seemed like The Wyvern had been so brash simply because he had wanted to embarrass Levian enough to make him leave.

"Oh, and before you answer, know that we do have enough energy to live for at least three days before there are any adverse effects. So, if you need time to think about it, you have it." Skree looked away as he spoke, his ears dropping a little. "also, sorry for being so rude this morning. It has been stressful."

Eon listened as he stared at the wyvern. From this close, he could make out plenty of detail. The smaller wyvern wasn't just green, but there were a few lighter brown spots at random places in the fur. His belly was a lighter tint of green, while a single dark green stripe ran along his spine and tail. His back and sides were a middle color, not a brilliant forest green like Levian's scales but a molted green, like a dark pear. His muzzle was more like a traditional dragon's, though much smaller. He could probably bite off eon's thumb, but anything larger would likely not fit in his maw. He had two small claws on the top of his wings, right where the joint was. From the way the claw curved, Eon supposed it was so Skree could cling to walls or caves. His ears were tall and rounded, much like a bat, only they had a sharper taper and had small horns right behind them. Skree's head was rounded, and two small fangs were visible even with his mouth closed.

Eon checked his microwave clock. It was only twelve and it wasn't like he had anything else planned for the day. If anything, having company was going to be good...even if the bonus was quite an odd one. Although...Skree and Levian really didn't look that bad. And it was kind of exciting...

Eon nodded, "Of course I will. I already told you I could help. As long as you don't bite, I don't think I'll mind."

Skree grinned, a weight coming off his shoulders. The Wyvern jumped off the back of the couch, landing on Eon's pant leg, the small and strong claws anchoring him to the fabric, "Thank you!"

Eon grinned, reaching out and petting the wyvern out of habit. He ran his fingers along Skree's spine, then gave the back of his head a gentle scratch. Though Levian had said Skree didn't like being called a cat, he sure acted like one, purring slightly and leaning his head against Eon's fingers, eyes closed slightly. No wonder his drunk mind had thought Skree was a cat. Eon sat there for a bit, simply petting Skree. His fur was so soft and warm! It was like touching laundry fresh out of the dryer, only this was a living, breathing creature. Eventually, Eon cleared his throat, pulling his hand away, "so...how do we do this? I mean, I've never been with a wyvern so..."

Skree grinned, ears perking up again. He was so cute! "I would have been surprised if you had. Just undo your pants and we will just move on from there."

Eon decided that that would have to be the best course of action. So, With Skree standing right there on his pant leg like a large, bipedal cat with wings and fangs, Eon gently undid the button of his pants and slid the zipper down. All that was between him and Skree was just a pair of boxer briefs. Was he really doing this? What if all that stuff about dying without his essence was all a cooked-up lie? What if this was some prank show? What were the consequences of doing this?

Skree, noticing Eon's hesitation, let out a light whine, tilting his head to the side just a bit. Eon looked into those bright orange, reptilian eyes, the intelligence there calming, and the underlying need hidden deep in those orange pools. Eon rolled his eyes. He had a wyvern whining for him to pull his pants down. Who had that happen to them?

Pulling the elastic waistband up a bit, Eon slid the confining cloth down and away, setting it in his favorite position just under his sack so that everything was out and visible. Eon was not naïve enough to think he was the biggest around, but he couldn't deny that he had some girth. Right now, he was just a little on the soft side, but even that was a good five and a half inches and almost two inches thick.

Then again, Skree was quite a bit smaller, and it brought a hot blush to Eon's cheeks when Skree opened his maw wide in surprise, saying "that thing is big! I mean...not as big as Levian obviously, but I thought it was going to be tapered or something. It looks so thick."

Skree got closer, moving his head toward Eon's tip. Eon simply sat there and watched, his building excitement making his slightly soft cock harden to his full six inch. Skree nuzzled against Eon's head, the soft fur making Eon clench a little at the delicate touch. That fur was going to make him go wild.

Skree stepped closer, bending down and placing the claws on his wings on the elastic band of his boxer briefs, his muzzle nudging at the soft flesh of his ball sack. "What is this?"

Eon just looked at the wyvern. It didn't occur to him, but when he thought about it, he didn't have any real way of identifying the Skree's gender. His furred crotch had no obvious denotation. It must be because of the reptilian genes. "um...those are balls. They hold all of my...uh, essence. And they are quite sensitive."

Skree perked up at that, moving a wing to rub along the fleshy orbs, "weird. All our essence is stored inside. Yours is just hanging there. I guess that's why you need all these covers."

Eon shuddered at the feeling. It was like the softest blanket was running along his sack, and Skree's warm puffs of air were really getting him going. Though, now that Skree mentioned it...how did he look?

As Skree continued to feel at Eon's sack, which made Eon's cock throb every few moments, Eon slipped a hand under Skree's crotch from behind, feeling around the fur there. Skree let out a quick squeak, tensing for a moment from surprise until Eon found a warm crevice that sent shivers running through the wyvern.

"w-well...that is a welcome surprise. I t-thought it would take you longer to get curious enough t...rrrrrrrmmmm..." Skree lost his train of thought, Eon's pressing finger slipping inside the small and tight opening. The wyvern tensed, the walls clenching around Eon's finger. Eon was wondering if Skree was truly female until there was another squeeze and something hard poked at his questing finger.

Eon pulled his finger out quickly, making Skree groan and lay down on Eon's sack. Weakly, the wyvern licked at Eon's cock base, the small dashes of warmth making eon shudder himself. Skree let out a happy purring noise, flicking his tail around as he licked at Eon's base and sack.

While Eon's cock was getting licked clean, Eon moved his attention elsewhere. Using two fingers, Eon gently spread Skree's crevice open. With his slit being stimulated, Skree let out a moan as his own smaller cock slipped into the open air. Eon didn't really know what to expect, but he did like what he saw. Skree quickly grew to an impressive inch and a half at his base, his three-inch cock gradually tapering to a point. For Skree's size, Eon thought it looked a little big for the wyvern. Out of genuine curiosity, Eon ran his finger from base to tip of Skree's tapered cock. The Wyvern let out a quiet moan which grew to a sharp yelp as Eon's finger moved.

Skree moved back to standing, his own cock standing proud along his belly. The Wyvern was huffing slightly, wing edges trembling. Eon waited with a grin, letting his new friend catch his breath. It took Skree a moment, then he jabbed a wing at Eon, "w-who said you could...do that..."

Eon shrugged, "no one. I just thought you would like some attention. Judging by your shaking wings, I was right."

Skree scoffed, a coy grin on his muzzle, "w-well...I only need your essence. My own pleasure can come later. Although, since you will likely continue playing with me and making me make sure undignified sounds, then I've got no choice."

Eon chuckled. Skree's sudden attempt to be composed was quite humorous with that tapered shaft pulsing along his belly, "What's the matter Skree? Don't want to cum before the human?"

Skree's ears were standing on end and Eon could swear there was steam coming out of them. Skree was a male like any other, and a challenge was a challenge. Although Eon should have been a bit more careful...Skree was quite a competitive wyvern.

"Cum before..." Skree looked shocked, then he grinned with those fangs of his. Eon shuddered, remembering that he had asked Skree not to bite. "oh, my large human...if you wanted me to cum you would have to try harder. Besides, I have a better idea."

Moving to Eon's cock, Skree wrapped his wings around the thick pole and used his claws to hold his wings together. Skree shifted a bit more, each movement causing those soft and teasing wings to brush along Eon's shaft and made the human shudder. After a bit, Skree was right here he wanted to be. He was straddling the human's cock, using his body to press it down along Eon's shirt. His soft wings encircled Eon's shaft, but the wings were nothing compared to the heat and teasing softness of Skree's belly and breast. Skree's feet on each of Eon's legs, and Eon could feel Skree's hot tapered cock sliding along his ball sack. Eon looked like he was wearing a very realistic, dragon shaped crotch cover. Eon felt Skree move a bit, then yelped when he felt Skree's tongue lapping at his head a cum slit.

"see, human? This is how a wyvern pleases."

Skree started moving his body back and forth, essentially humping into Eon's cock. Eon let out a moan, his cock trapped in a hot, soft, and living cage while Skree lapped eagerly at his head. Skree's cock was soon slick as Skree let out a little of his own pre, making it easier for the wyvern to move faster. Eon, for his part, was more than happy to give Skree some of his own pre, which the wyvern greedily lapped up.

Eon was huffing as Skree humped against him, the wyvern's fur along his hard cock making him throb while the slick and hard cock sliding along his ball sack was making him squirm. If Eon had taken his pants all the way off and spread his legs, Skree could have gotten lower and put his cock to good use...

That thought made Eon groan as a particularly cloudy spurt of pre was lapped up, making Skree trill in excitement.

For Skree, he could feel new energy blossoming as he drank from Eon's cock. The human was surprisingly productive, Skree feeling more energy now than the past few days combined. Not only that, but the human's cock was hot to the touch and humping against it was not unlike mating back at home. Then there was the soft and pliable sack with the human's balls in it. If Skree closed his eyes, the now slickened sack felt almost like he was breeding another swift wing. Then there were the cute moans from the human, spurring him on. Skree began to wonder if Eon was right and that he was going to go first...

Then Skree had an idea. The human's cock was in a slightly oval shape. If Skree tried to fit the human's cock in his mouth straight on, then he would certainly graze him with his fangs. From the side though...

Eon looked down just as Skree acted. Skree tilted his head as best he could, then tried to take Eon's cock into his mouth. Skree acted like he was trying to eat a meal whole, careful not to bite down. Eon shuddered as he felt Skree's fangs almost prick him, the sharp needles missing by less than a hair as Skree closed his maw as tight as he could, then Skree gave a big gulp.

Eon went limp, leaning back on his couch as he felt Skree sucking...no, nursing from his cock. The wyvern was drinking from Eon's cock like it was a sucker, then Eon gasped out as he felt something else. Skree, either by accident or intentionally, had slipped his long tongue into Eon's cock head, into his cum slit. Eon could feel Skree's tongue wiggling, the sensation alien and strange, but just enough to get him off.

Skree groaned as he felt Eon's balls tense and throb, the feeling around his own cock indescribable. Skree neared his peak as he accidently slipped his tongue into the human, but the next heavy throb gushed hot human spunk into Skree's maw, the taste and feeling of the hot seed sliding down his throat making Skree cum as well, wyvern seed oozing along Eon's used sack and dribbling into the darkness hidden by the remaining underpants.

Skree swallowed what he could, the first gush going down easy, then the second one came too quick and Skree could only swallow a little before he had to pull back. There was a third gush that caught Skree right on the underside of his muzzle, painting the wyvern white as the gooey semen oozed down Skree's neck and belly, the added fluid making Eon groan as his poor cock was assaulted by another wet feeling.

They lay there for a bit, Eon and Skree basking in the messy afterglow. Eon's cock was still slightly hard, but way too sensitive for another go for the moment. Skree gently unclasped his wings, the moving fur making Eon groan and spend a weak dribble of seed. Skree stood up, a noticeable bulge in his belly, full of Eon's seed. The Wyvern spoke first.

"whew...you were great. And you taste pretty amazing."

Eon chuckled, reaching over and giving Skree a belly rub. He still had some seed in his fur, making Eon's fingers come back sticky, "well, I hope that was enough to keep you around for a while."

Skree purred, honest to god purred, from Eon's belly rub. The wyvern let out a content "mhmm" as affirmation. They laid like that for a bit, Eon playing with ideas in his head for next time. After a moment, he realized that Skree had fallen asleep, the gorged wyvern snoring slightly.

Eon let him lay there, pulling his pants back up and buttoning them. He still had two other dragons to meet and a Dracogryph that would probably demand details. Skree made it sound like Levian was more of the observer, not so much a performer. So, instead of going into a room smelling like spunk, washing up would be in order.

Once in the bathroom, Eon washed his hands and used toilet paper to get as much seed from him as possible. He was mulling over the recent changes in his life when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

He looked again, even brushing his hair to the side and looking closer. So...that was what happened when sharing essence with a wyvern.

Along his ear, there was a ridge of newly formed bone that followed his ear and curled out in small spines. Touching it confirmed that he wasn't just seeing things, and the bony ridges felt just like Skree's horns.

Eon now had small dragon horns along his ear. If that was the sudden change from someone as small as Skree...what would happen after the other four? And if he was already changing...how long would he remain human?

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** Levian again. So, if you made it this far, I think it is safe to say you either liked it, or wanted to see how bad it got. **

Since I can't read minds or guess who actually liked the story, please comment on what you liked (give it a fav if you really liked it), what you couldn't stand (within reason), what can be improved, and things you would like to see in the upcoming parts. I have four chapters planned out like this one, but I can easily make more.

Edit 7/1/20: I never expected this story to end up on the featured stories, hence me fixing a few things. Hopefully you enjoy whatever crazy ideas i have in store~