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"Captian! A distress signal!"

Captain Yodrin looked up from where he had been inspecting the shipping manifest in his captain's chair and turned his attention to the bridge's main viewscreen.

"From the planet?" he asked, wanting confirmation of the unlikely origin of the signal.

"Yes sir. The governor of Stellos City is asking for aid. He says the horses are attacking."

Yodrin sat back in his chair and puzzled over the situation. The signal did not make any sense. The planet they were orbiting, and the one that had produced the signal, belonged to a neutral system in the Dragon-Horse war. Being a backwater with no strategic significance, nor any real exports, the system had remained under an unspoken cease-fire for hundreds of years. The peace had been beneficial to both sides living in the system, and breaking it now did not make any sense that Yodrin could see. Besides, the dragons had more of a presence in the system and had more idling warships than the horses. For the horses on the planet to attack the dragons would be tantamount to suicide.

"Rebels? Insurgents?" Yodrin asked, trying to figure out what sort of horse faction would be willing to attack a city with a dragon governor and a dragon warship in orbit.

"The governor didn't say. The signal cut out almost as soon as it began."

Yodrin tapped a claw against his chin and thought for a moment.

"Well, it is more than likely a band of rebels or terrorists trying to stir up trouble. Maybe make some demands with the governor as collateral. What do you think, Tinith?"

Tinith, Yodrin's second-in-command and his advisor, looked thoughtful for a moment and finally agreed.

"I think that is the most likely possibility captain, barring the horses managing to sneak a fleet into the system under our noses and the noses of central intelligence."

When Yodrin looked at him questioningly, Tinith cleared his throat.

"Incredibly unlikely," he said, looking down at the data pad in his hand.

"Alright then," Yodrin said, rubbing his hands together. "Make a sensor sweep of the system and the planet's atmosphere and tell the marines to prepare for battle. I'll go down with the first group of shuttles. Tell the others to be ready if we call for backup."

Yodrin stood to his full height and rolled his neck, his red scales rippling with muscles. "I doubt we'll call, though. It has been too long since I shot some horses."

With that, the bridge and the main hangar of Yodrin's warship sprang into full operation. The warship was taken closer to the plant where it plotted a geosynchronous orbit with the city below, and the soldiers onboard prepared for a fight. No one expected it to be very dangerous or very hard. They had put down rebels and insurgents before, and besides, it would be nice to have ground beneath their feet again.

Within the hour, Captain Yodrin and thirty of his soldiers were making their way from the city's main hangar to the government building. The streets were packed with horse and dragon citizens alike, though the horses seemed to be scared of the angry dragons around them, and there was evidence of melees having broken out despite the patrolling police trying to keep the peace.

Once they reached the police barricades five blocks out from the government building, their pace slowed as they began meeting actual resistance. Despite their enemies having better positions and the benefit of preparation, Yodrin and his force were able to punch through the defenses fairly easily. Along the way they were able to confirm that the horses were indeed poorly armed insurgents, and that they would most likely be able to easily sort out the situation inside the building as well. Morale was high, since it was enjoyable to stomp over the horse defenses in the name of justice.

Upon entering the building, they had still only suffered minor casualties, and the roundup of the remaining insurgents was going smoothly. In less than two hours from dropping out of the shuttles, they had made their way to the barricaded room where the insurgent leader was holding the governor hostage. The room happened to be the governor's large office, and one of the scribes that Yodrin's soldiers had rescued recommended going in through the secret door behind the governor's desk.

Within minutes a plan was made, everyone was in position, and Yodrin was counting down over their secure comm channel. A couple of kicked-in doors, a lot of shouting, and Yodrin vaulting the governor's desk to punch the insurgent leader in the face later, and the hostage situation was over.

Yodrin commed the ship and told Tinith that everything was fine and that the situation had been dealt with. He could take the ship off high alert. Then Yodrin began handcuffing the large horse leader while his soldiers secured the governor and made sure the room was clear. When he was almost done, the dragon captain heard the horse groggily say

"Wait..."

"There's no waiting." Yodrin said, finishing handcuffing the defeated horse and standing over his prisoner with an evil grin. "I have a surprise waiting for you on my ship."

"Funny you should say that," the handcuffed horse said from the floor. "Because I have a surprise of my own. NOW!"

In stunned surprise, Yodrin heard several puffs of air from above him quickly followed by the sound of all his soldiers and the governor collapsing to the floor.

Yodrin spun around to see nearly twenty heavily-armed horses spring into view and drop from the ceiling into the room. He reached for his sidearm since he had put aside his rifle to cuff the horse, but found it missing. Then something hit him hard in the back of the head and he fell to the floor in blackness.

When he awoke, the insurgent leader was leaning in close over him. He had no idea how long he had been out, but he immediately lunged up at the horse's throat and caught the insurgent's fist right in his nose

Suffering a second blow to the head so soon after his first left Yodrin even more woozy, and his limbs barely responded as he tried to order his body to stand up.

"You hit like a bitch, you know that?" the horse asked him, rubbing his knuckles. Then he leaned down and clipped some sort of collar around Yodrin's neck.

"I think you hit like a bitch because you are a bitch. I think you've been hiding from your true self your whole life, and you need a strong horse like me to show you."

Yodrin shook his head to clear it and made a sweeping kick for the horse's legs. The attack was easily dodged, and Yodrin received a burst of painful electricity throughout his body.

"Now, now, my pet. None of that. You wouldn't want to attack master, would you?" the horse asked, waving a small remote tauntingly.

Yodrin felt strange. His entire body was buzzing weirdly. It left like an arm or a leg does when it falls asleep, except now it was a full-body experience. Despite the discomfort, Yodrin struggled to his feet. It was then that he noticed that he was fully naked for some reason, and that the room was empty except for him and the horse.

"My, you are a persistent one. That's good. I like my bitches with a bit of spirit."

"Stop calling me that!" Yodrin snarled and swung a huge haymaker at the grinning horse. "Why am I naked?!" he demanded as well.

To the captain's surprise, the horse intercepted the blow easily, his hand catching the dragon's fist in mid-air. Before he had been knocked out, Yodrin had been positive that he had actually been stronger than the horse, but now he wasn't so sure. He looked at his arm and, with his fuzzy mind, he couldn't be quite sure, but he thought it looked less muscular than it had a while ago. The strange full-body sensation continued, and Yodrin's legs trembled.

"Why don't you take a seat, bitch, while I explain some things to you," the horse said, shoving Yodrin so that the dragon fell slumped against the desk.

"Your soldiers have been tranquilized and rounded up for processing. My forces are sweeping across the planet right now, claiming it for the glorious Horse Empire. Your ship is surrounded, and my warriors are in the process of claiming it and its crew."

Yodrin looked up at the grinning horse and managed a weak "How?"

The horse's grin got wider. "The latest in stealth tech. Sensor-invisible, and invisible to the eye as well. Your ship had no idea what hit it, just like you."

"My crew..." Yodrin said, feeling desperation beginning to grow within him as the situation he was in took form.

"Ah, I think you should be worrying about yourself, my little pet. It is a strange sensation, becoming what you were meant to be, is it not?"

"What?..." Yodrin said, looking down at his body.

The dragon froze with terror as his addled brain finally realized what was happening to the body it inhabited. Since he was naked, Yodrin could see that he had lost much of the musculature that had once defined his combat-tested body. His arms and legs were slimmer and smoother, and he realized that his hips were widening even as he watched them.

"What?!" Yodrin yelled. Except that the question came out in the voice of an enraged female dragon, distinctly higher-pitched and sharper than his usual barking yell.

"Yes, you're shaping out quite well," the horse said. "Science really does create some amazing little gadgets."

Yodrin whimpered and grasped the collar around his neck, trying to wrench it off as his ass filled out and became a plump bubble-butt and his hips finished smoothing and expanding until he had the striking figure of a fertile female dragon truly made for breeding. He felt the horns on his head slim down at the same time that his tail grew slightly shorter and became thicker, a feature that most male dragons he knew would find irresistible. His claws became daintier, and he moaned in fear as he felt the slit that held his cock reshape into a wet, needy vent that would draw in the breeding tool of whichever lucky dragon found himself on top of such a goddess of beauty and fertility.

To round off the changes, Yodrin watched in horror as two scaly, plump breasts grew out of his chest, looking as if they were begging to have massaging hands all over them. They perfectly completed the pleasing red dragoness that had once been Captain Yodrin.

The former captain yelped as the horse typed something into the remote, and the collar around the now female dragon's throat grew hot for a moment and then cooled down.

Yodrin sat against the desk in shock, her arms covering her breasts and gripping both shoulders as she tried to ignore the horrible grin on the horse's face. Shame rose in her like a physical thing, and she blushed deeply as the humiliation of her new position fully registered in the once captain's mind.

A whirr and a click from the collar caused Yodrin to look up at the horse with a mixture of fear, hate, and humiliation.

"Now it's permanent," the horse said, standing over the dragoness.

Rage won out, and Yodrin flew at the horse, limbs flailing. They seemed to have lost all the combat coordination Yodrin had once trained into them. The horse caught her arms easily.

"Now, now, that's no way for a pet to behave," he said, only enraging the dragon more.

With a snarl, the horse threw Yodrin to the ground and pushed a button on the remote, causing more electricity to shoot through her body.

After a couple seconds, and when Yodrin had stopped moving, the horse stood over the dragon again.

"There is a way for you to ensure the survival and the better treatment of your crew," the horse said.

Yodrin looked up at the horse. She dully realized that she had gotten a few inches shorter as well.

"If my pet is a good little bitch and pleases me well, I promise a different fate from yours for your crew."

Yodrin felt humiliation again at being called a bitch and at the prospect of being this disgusting horse's pet, but she knew she would feel awful if something were to happen to her former crew. Yodrin didn't know, but her collar was also releasing pheromones that made her new body ache to feel the attentions of a male, any male, despite what Yodrin's rational mind was thinking.

Thus, it was partly the worry for her crew and partly the breeding powerhouse that was her new body being used against her, that lead to Yodrin slowly rising to a kneeling position as the horse unzipped his pants and let his large horsecock slip out in front of the newly-made dragoness.

Shame and humiliation were so strong within Yodrin that she could only kneel there and look at the horse's hooves and furry legs in front of her. She squeezed her eyes shut as the head of the horse's cock lightly brushed the scales on top of her head and the almost overpowering musk of the large male horse in front of her threatened to overwhelm her senses with a strange mixture of revulsion, excitement, and curiosity.

The horse above her quietly said "Remember your crew" when she didn't move for several long seconds.

As the cockhead trailed down her brow and settled on her nose, Yodrin gulped down her disgust and, still with closed eyes, slowly looked up and opened her mouth, letting the thick cock of her new horse master slide slowly down her tongue and fill up her mouth.

Only the thought of her crew kept Yodrin form biting down or spitting out the horse's cock. Instead, she tried not to think that just a few hours ago she had been a powerful ship's captain and now she had the cock of one of her worst enemies slipping further into her feminine mouth.

Yodrin's brain was filled with the thick taste of sweaty horse cock that had not been washed since the excitement earlier in the day, the heady scent of the large male's crotch near her nose, and the leathery, veiny texture of the cock on her tongue. She still hadn't opened her eyes when the horse reached the back of her mouth, and her gag reflex almost made her spit the cock out. As she was reflexively pulling back, she felt a large hand on the back of her head, stopping her from pulling away.

When she opened her eyes and looked up, she was staring into the horse's grinning face as he held her head on his cock.

"Wouldn't want your crew to suffer just because of a gag reflex, now would we, pet?" the horse said, and began slowly pushing her further back onto his dick.

As the cock slid further down her throat, Yodrin's face burned with shame from looking up into the half smiling, half grinning face of the horse as she knelt below him and sucked his dick. She hated how excited her body got when she realized how powerless and humiliating her position was, and how much bigger he looked from down where her head was by his waist. She quickly looked away to the side and the horse chuckled.

Just when her mouth was reaching the comfortable "full" point of being open, and her insistent gag reflex was beginning to calm down, Yodrin felt her nose brush up against the bushy, musky fur of the horse's crotch. At the same time, her chin grazed against two heavy, leathery orbs.

The sudden reality of being fully face-first into a horse's crotch while she had his cock firmly down her throat created such a burst of revulsion in Yodrin that she began to pull off the horse's cock before the firm hand stopped her.

She looked up, and the horse looked down at her. "This is the last warning you'll get, and then your crew gets no protection, and I cease being nice."

Yodrin broke eye contact and looked down, humiliated, but this only made her go cross-eyed at the horse's crotch.

"Get those little hands moving, bitch," the horse said, and gripped one of her horns and began to firmly guide her head back and forth over his cock.

Submitting herself to the treatment, Yodrin once again swallowed her shame and a bit of precum and began using her hands to massage the horse's cock and balls. She blushed harder as he used one of her horns as a handle while he face-fucked her, but she played along and did her best to please him. He seemed to especially like it when she fondled his large balls, and the appreciative moaning of the male above her made her blush again.

One of the horse's soldiers peeked into the room while this was going on, intending to report to his leader, but decided to come back later when he saw his commander face-fucking a busty, thick, red dragoness who seemed to be crying a little. He realized the dragon must have been the former captain of the dragon warship in orbit and smirked to himself as he walked off and heard a muffled high-pitched moan from the bitch and the sound of balls slapping against her scaly chin.

Finally, Yodrin felt the cock in her mouth begin to twitch slightly, and the head began to flare against her teeth and tongue. Before she could do anything, the horse grunted and pulled her head forward as he hilted her mouth and drove her nose deep into his furry crotch. She felt hot seed begin spurting out of the cock in her throat and desperately swallowed down the thick horse spunk before it choked her. After a second, she was suddenly yanked backwards and closed her eyes in reflex as white, gloopy strands of warn cum splashed against the red scales of her face. She shuddered as the cum hit her, some spurting across her nose and eye.

"Yadria!" the horse called out in extasy, marking his new pet and dubbing her with his cum and an appropriately feminine name.

The next few hours were a humiliating blur for Yadria as she was led naked through the horse army camp that had been set up outside with her master's cum still on her face. She learned that her master's name was Stunder, but that she may only use his name when someone asked her who her master was. At all other times she was to call him "stud" or "master," usually "master." She was taken to a hospital tent where she was sedated and woke up a while later with shiny steel rings in her new feminine nipples, in her horns, in her ears, and one in her tail. Her master said that these new permanent additions to her body were to make playing certain "games" easier. These new rings were in addition to the one on her collar, which she learned said "Pet Yadria" on the front with a small data chip in the back so that she could be returned to her owner if she ever got lost or questioned.

Yadria timidly examined her new body in its full glory in a full-body mirror in the hospital tent. She took in her thick tail, ass, and hips, her nice breasts, her smooth, feminine face, and her lack of defined muscles. She tried to ignore the stares she could see in the mirror from the other horse soldiers in the tent as they took in her naked, breedable body and licked their lips. Then Stunder stood behind her, and she saw herself only coming up to the top of his chest when before she had been at least the same height as him. She nervously gripped her shoulders again, using her arms to cover her breasts as she felt horribly cold and exposed.

"Don't worry about them," Stunder whispered to his pet, leaning down to her newly pierced ear as he stepped closer and Yadria could feel his hardening cock in his pants as it pressed against her ass.

"I'm the only one who will get a piece of this," he whispered sensuously. Yadria suppressed both a shudder and a moan as she felt his hand slide down her bare back and down her hip.

"Maybe if you serve me well, I'll let you play as the cock captain in the future, my pet dragoness."

Yadria almost tried to squirm away as her master's large finger caressed against her dripping slit.

"Mmmmm. See? This is what you were meant to be. Here, under my control and waiting to pleasure and be pleasured by my cock. This is your place in life. Accept it, my beautiful little pet."

As the horse talked quietly to her and alternately fondled and groped her, Yadria looked into the mirror and began to realize that this really was her life from now on. That she was Stunder's pet, and nothing would change that. Especially now that his invisible fleet was quickly crushing dragon resistance throughout the system and the entire area would soon be completely under the control of the Horse Empire. In the midst of that, Yadria, once dragon warship captain, now dragoness cock slave, would live out her life bound to her new master.

She wasn't ready to fully accept that fate, but she realized with a horrible feeling of inevitability that she would eventually. It may not even take that long.

In the weeks after Yadria's failed rescue mission, she learned what it felt like to have horse cock in her ass and her slit. She was ridden from behind, on top, and every position in-between by her new master until the fertile dragoness became intimately familiar with every inch of the horse's furry, muscular body. She was never allowed to wear clothes, and her natural dragon scent was fully overridden by that of her stud as he staked his permanent claim to her reproductive and sensual depths.

During the day, she was chained naked at the foot of Stunder's governor chair while he sorted out the business of governing the system from his base. Yadria blushed in shame as horses and dragons alike couldn't help but ogle her sensuous body as they addressed the court. Yadria would sit between her master's large legs and try to ignore how publicly exposed she was as Stunder did his duties. Sometimes he would nudge her with a hoof and she would dutifully take his cock into her mouth and pleasure him during some of the more boring cases. Sometimes, when Stunder really wanted to assert his dominance over a particularly pushy dignitary or diplomat, he would have Yadria rest her chin on the seat of his chair while he flopped his member down over her face as it hung off the back of her head between her two horns. While he did this, Yadria would be forced to inhale his musky scent and he would tell the troublesome person that she used to be the captain of a warship before he made him his bitch. Imagine what he could do to annoying nobodies?

Eventually, after about a month of her enslavement, Yadria began to swell with her master's foals, leading to her having to stretch her pregnant, naked body out in front of Stunder's chair in order to get comfortable. She was troubled by the fact that she was publicly a pregnant dragon cock slave to a horse when she had once been a captain of a horse-killing vessel, but, as her master often told her, she was always meant to be a pregnant cock-slave to her rightful horse overlords. What other use do dragons have?