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Fu Dog admires his old, wrinkly, bull-dog frame in the floor-length mirror. He runs a paw over his wrinkles and pinches one, pulling lightly. Nodding, he reaches over to a clipboard and scribbles down the results: elasticity in the epidermis... normal, weight... needs improvement, salivary output is all he needs to fill out next. Lifting a jowl, he reveals to himself a reflection of his teeth, watching as a line of drool slips down his pearly white fang and onto his bottom lip. With a smile and an approving nod, Fu Dog writes down the result. Salivary output... increased!

"Hey, Fu," Jake says, barging into the room, "You still training in here?"

Fu Dog places a paw over his chest, "Ooh, you scared me, Kid! No... I'm recording my physical fitness marks. Old dog's gotta stay in shape the best he can!"

"Or get in shape," Jake jokes.

Fu Dog laughs a little, "That, too. Hey, since you're here... we have to record your fitness marks. We have your normal ones, but we never checked out your dragon form."

Jake nods and starts to take his shirt off, "Well, I have free time. We can do it now if you want to," he tosses his jacket and shirt to the floor, starting to undo his cargo shorts, observing Fu Dog as he skims through the clipboard.

"Works for me. Let's get it outta the way," Fu Dog says, glancing upward as Jake kicks off his shoes and socks, standing only in a pair of striped boxers, "I'm ready when you are, Kid."

"Alright!" Jake says, confidently, taking a powerful stance and tightening his fists, "Dragon... up!" Just like that, a powerful, flaming aura surrounds the boy, circulating around him from head to toe, transforming him into a strong, red, scaly dragon in a matter of seconds.

"Still snappy!" Fu Dog praises, scribbling on the clipboard, "Transformation time is still efficient, didn't notice any delays. Great! Now... let's have a look at your overall health, huh?" Fu Dog puts the clipboard down, approaching Jake, who stands strong and proud, certain that everything will be in top shape. "Alright," Fu Dog says, feeling along Jake's right leg, "Muscles seem strong... not getting any cramps or anything, right?"

"Not that I can tell," Jake says, "Although sometimes, right after the transformation, I get this weird feeling in my stomach. Not any kind of nervousness, but a pressure of some kind."

"Hmm... welp, let's take a look." Fu Dog moves his paw from Jake's leg to his stomach, pressing a little, rubbing here and there in small, clockwise motions, "Anything when I press a little?"

"Kind of... it doesn't really hurt, it just feels... weird," Jake says, starting to look a little nervous, "Wh-what is it?"

Fu Dog says silent, rubbing a bit lower, noticing that there is a small, pink mound forming between Jake's legs, just under his stomach. Finally, after a bit of realization, Fu Dog can't help but begin to laugh.

"What's so funny?" Jake panics, "am I okay or not?"

"Dude, you're fine!" Fu Dog snorts a little, "You're just... well, you're just... excited."

"I don't feel very excited," Jake says, breaking a small sweat, "Why does it feel so weird?"

"I guess you forgot that sometimes even dragons get a little turned on, huh?" Fu Dog smirks, nudging Jake in the side as he returns to his clipboard, "You're fine! You're just getting, err... horny."

"W-what?!" Jake's cheeks begin to feel hot and his stomach sensation turns a but more intense, "No way... I... n-no way!"

"Calm down, Kiddo... we'll just take care of it and move on, okay?" Fu Dog puts the clipboard back down and gets back in front of Jake, reaching out and blatantly touching the slowly growing erection. "You're gonna have to trust me on this."

"F-Fu... you're touching my..."

"I know. That's the point! Heh!" Fu Dog gently massages around the small nub, watching it grow larger. "Man... grower and not a shower, eh?" He looks up at Jake's scaly, elongated dragon face. Even for a fierce creature, Jake has a tendency to be a bit too timid. Fu Dog watches as Jake seems more and more nervous about being fondled, but something in Fu's mind clicks. The bulldog smirks a bit as he takes the much larger erection in his paws, stroking it slowly. "God damn, Kid!" Fu Dog laughs, starting to salivate, "you sure earned the name 'Long', didn't you?"

"Fu..." Jake says through clenched jaws, embarrassed, stiffening in stature. He can't collect his thoughts as Fu Dog lifts and drops his growing cock, inspecting and stroking it. Finally, when Jake's member reaches full- mast, he feels it throbbing. Jake forcefully steadies his breathing, noticing that he has a strong urge to breathe harder. His throat tingles as his urge to breathe fire grows, but Jake gulps, loudly, stifling the sensation.

"Alrighty... yeah, this is textbook sexual arousal, Kid. We're gonna just have to take care of it!" Fu Dog explains, removing his red collar and tossing it to the ground - in most cases, it would be heavily implied that the dog is now naked, by human logic. "So... take a seat and let good ol' uncle Fu Dog have a little fun."

"F-fun? Wait... how are we going to take care of this!? My... thing is weirdly... huge!" Jake says, slowly lowering himself to all fours rather than sitting as instructed, his cock dangling carelessly and freely, swinging about as Jake shifts his weight alternatively between his hind legs, allowing the massive, thick cock to tap gently between his thighs. "It aches, Fu."

Fu Dog watches as a large bead of precum forms at Jake's tip, falling to the floor as the dragon turns his back to him. He can feel his mouth getting slimier, the urge to lick getting stronger. Without even so much as a warning, an explanation, nothing at all, Fu Dog licks his lips, a thick, shiny coat of drool covering his jowls before gripping Jake's tail tightly, lifting it and examining his backside.

"Man, if the cock wasn't impressive enough, look at this under tail!" Fu Dog buries his nose deeply and suddenly into Jake's asshole, inhaling deeply. His sensitive canine nose picks up a strange, amazing scent - it's hot, savory, and it beckons him. The sultry scent dances in Fu Dog's nose, triggering something in his mind that he needs to be inside. The musk is strong, hiding a strangely familiar scent that Fu Dog can't quite place. The underlying mystery scent is very powerful, but not overwhelming in the least; Jake's twitching and jerking about makes it all the better, actually.

"Um... Fu? That's... not the problem I'm having. Is... this part of the examination?" Jake askes, timidly. He can feel Fu Dog's stubby canine fingers entering his asshole, caressing around and plunging deeply inside him. "Aagh! F-Fu! What are you... mmgh! Doing?!"

"Relax, Kid... it's all part of the exam," Fu Dog lies, grinning as he watches Jake's thick, monster cock swing to and fro with the thrusting of his fingers. He slowly pulls his fingers out and uses his thumbs to spread Jake's hole wide open, releasing more of the musk. "Nice... real nice, Jake... looking really good back here," he says, his voice gruff and suggestive. He licks his lips again, the drool flowing a bit more out of control now. He starts to pant as he feels his own cock hardening, his pulse rising. "Oh yeah... heh... come to Papa!" Fu Dog leans forward and presses his hot, flat tongue against Jake's reptilian hole, pushing his slippery tongue inside, feeling the hot, pulsating hole squeeze around him.

"Ha-agh! Fu... that feels... w-weird! What's... going on!?" Jake tries to turn to look for the dog, but his massive frame is not all that flexible. His cock pulsates and the strange feeling in his stomach slowly becomes subsided; Jake is slowly overcome with a feeling of satisfaction, relief, and a sensation that almost feels like comfort. The comfort quickly turns into anxiety as Jake comes to a sudden realization. "What if Grandpa comes in!? What if he... n-nyugh!"

Fu Dog silences Jake with a sudden, deep plunge with his tongue, pressing his face firmly and aggressively into Jake's ass, licking and slurping inside the dragon's asshole, grunting loudly over his concerns. Jake's scaly thighs quickly become coated in a thick layer of dog saliva, making his flesh hot and slick. Fu Dog pulls away from Jake's hole, licking his lips rather sloppily before diving right back in. He reaches down to his own cock and begins stroking himself with no regard for Jake's sudden anxiety.

Stroking at a steady pace, Fu Dog pulls his slimy tongue out of Jake's tight, slick asshole, licking his lips again before lapping firmly at the very outside of the hole. He steps back a bit and examines his work, looking at the glistening, dripping hole with pride. A sleazy grin streaks across his drenched, fuzzy lips as he continues to stroke himself, his balls tightening beneath him.

"F-Fu... I feel... like I need to explode! Like I need to just... uu-uugh!" Jake moans, his cock twitching and throbbing, leaking copiously. "My dick... it has a heartbeat!"

"Mmmgh, you keep talking like that, Jake, and you're gonna be drenched in my hog's thick, salty..."

"What?" Jake says, "Mmmgh, Fu, I can't understand what you're saying. My head is all... confused... my body is just so hot. I... I don't understand why I'm so... horny!" Jake groans.

Fu Dog pants heavily, pushing Jake over onto his side, his cock resting on the ground, pulsating and leaking. Jake can only throb and moan in an overwhelming arousal while his tail hole puckers, twitching, aching inside and needing to be filled.

"I hope you're ready for the dog pound," Fu Dog grins, chuckling under his breath. He lifts Jake's tail, barely pressing his cock against the sopping wet hole. Immediately, he can feel an intense heat rushing over his cock as he slips himself inside with such ease. "Oo-oogh, you gotta be kidding me! Jake, your ass feels perfect on my fatty!" Jake can only respond in moans, stammering, trying to form words. The dragon is dumbfounded and overwhelmed with arousal and pent-up energy. The urge to cum is building and driving him crazy. His thick, dragon cock twitches in place as large gobs of precum soak the tip. In no time, Jake's cock looks as though he'd already cum, but looks are deceiving. "Mmmgh, god... your tail-pussy is swallowing me whole! God damn, Jake!" Fu Dog groans, growling lightly as he thrusts inside the dragon's asshole, his cock wrapped tightly inside a wet, slick, fleshy sleeve of pure pleasure.

"Aagh! F-Fu... every time you do that... I..." Jake groans, clawing at the floor. With each firm thrust into his ass, a large squirt of precum oozes out of Jake's cock, "God... I just want to cum so badly! Fu... make this stop!"

"Don't gotta beg me twice, Kid," Fu Dog laughs, slamming his dick harder and harder inside the dragon. His cock throbs and twitches inside the meaty hole, the thick dog's saliva oozing out of the crevice and over his own cock. "Ooh-ho! God! I'm gonna bust, I'd better slow down before I..."

Jake groans loudly, his body getting hot and twitching, "S-something is... coming!" Jake groans, his eyes widening as a sudden, fiery high darts straight to his head. His body suddenly feels instant relief and overwhelming pleasure. "I'm cumming, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna... ha-aagh! Nn-nyaa-aagh!" His asshole squeezes violently around Fu Dog's cock over and over while his own shaft seems to stand all on its own, twitching and swinging as hot cum sprays from Jake's tip. Jake releases a bit of smog from his nostrils as he squeezes his eyes shut, the orgasm intensifying suddenly, only to immediately subside, leaving the tail-end of the rush to echo all over Jake's shivering body. The thick dragon-seed lands on the hard floor with a loud splat and splatters about, making a slick, gooey mess. "Nn-nngh..." Jake moans, catching his breath.

"Holy cow," Fu Dog laughs, "Now that was an orgasm!" The dog slowly pulls his slimy cock out of Jake's spasming hole, strings of Fu Dog's drool and precum stretching to a snap as he pulls away. Jake flops over onto his back, panting, each exhale a dark cloud of steam from his nostrils. "We'll have to clean that up for sure... but listen, you can't be the only one having fun here." Fu Dog continues panting, his little tail wiggling in an aroused glee as he looks at the dragon's massive feet. His nose twitches as he recognizes the familiar scent in Jake's musk. "It was your feet! That other smell I couldn't put my tongue on... hot damn, those puppies are amazing, aren't they? Heh!" Fu Dog rubs his paws together, almost as if he's ready to dive into a large, delicious steak. Rather than food, his cravings are aimed more at Jake's soft, leathery feet. He licks his lips yet again, getting to all fours, allowing his dripping, slippery cock to hang freely.

"What do you... mean?" Jake pants... his cock resting, flopped over to the right, still pulsating and dripping cum. "I... ugh... my head. My body. I can't even think... so tired..."

"You just sit there and recoup. I'll uh... I'll just be over here," Fu Dog reaches out and grabs Jake's feet, caressing them and taking in the scent. "So clean... your toes look like little dragon sausages, I just wanna... heh! I wanna lick 'em!" Fu Dog doesn't even hesitate. He unleashes his large, wet tongue and presses it against Jake's sole, licking firmly and sliding his slippery muscle up toward Jake's toes. He groans and moans, caressing his cock while he takes in Jake's flavor, the scent and taste playing with Fu's senses, making him even more aroused.

Without thinking, Fu Dog presses his cock against Jake's feet, slipping between both of them and thrusting his cock between the arches. He pops a large toe into his mouth, sucking on it and groaning, soaking Jake's toes in a thick layer of his drool. Jake wearily lifts his head to see what's going on, but he is out of breath, overwhelmed, and exhausted. His thick dragon cock twitches again, sputtering up a final blow, a very small amount of cum that lands on Fu Dog's jowls. Obliviously, Fu Dog licks up toward his nose to re-wet his mouth, swallowing the cum with a light burp, his mouth dripping wet each time he opens his mouth to breathe in the oh-so-familiar bulldog-snoring way. The dirty old dog doesn't seem to care that he's taken in Jake's cum, so long as he's allowed to expel his own.

Fu can't stop himself. He licks and suckles all over Jake's delicious feet, thrusting harder between the arches. His body heats up, forcing him to break a rather strong sweat, soaking his fur and releasing some musks of his own. The windows in the room have already fogged over, but the fogging has gotten worse. Panting rather lazily, Fu Dog thrusts faster and harder, groaning quite pervertedly. Any bystanders would certainly be concerned for the dog's sanity; his noises, grunts, and overall his copious drooling are more than enough of an indicator that something may not be "right" with him.

"Awwgh, Jake, you have no idea... you have no idea how this... f-feels! Aagh! I'm gonna blow a load, Kid... all over your feet!" Fu Dog groans, grunting in a rather dirty manner, "Aagh yes... yeah, you like that? You like my fat cock getting ready to c-cum on your... f-feet!?" Fu Dog's cock throbs rather intensely, dripping and spurting small amounts as the pressure from his orgasm builds inside his elderly core, "Mmmgh! Yeah you like when I fuck your slutty feet like this hrrrngh!?" his voice is low, gruff, and almost a panting whisper. "Fuck yeah... I'm fucking your... your feet... I'm gonna cum on 'em, and I'm gonna fuckin' make a mess all over your... hnn-nngh! I'm gonna..." Fu Dog squeezes his eyes shut as he slams himself between Jake's arches again, quickly pulling away and stroking his aching cock. He strokes faster and harder, panting and drooling down onto his own paw, watching his cock begin to spit a thick load onto Jake's large, reptilian feet. He grins sleazily as his cum shoots thick, copious blobs onto Jake's skin, covering his feet in a gooey layer of hot seed.

The porcine pooch slowly loosens his grip on his cock, his paw covered in his own drool, sweat, and cum. Jake lays on the floor, still catching his breath, his pelvis, a thigh, and his feet covered in bodily goo. Fu Dog wipes his messy paw off on his fur, heading toward the clipboard on the floor. He uses the back of his paw to wipe his sweaty forehead.

"Phew! H'okay... fitness... you know what, let's just call this good, Kid. Clearly you're in shape if you were able to put up with all that and not be a wheezing, outta breath mess like this old guy, haha!" Fu Dog scribbles on the clipboard, reaches for his collar, and slips it back on. "I'll just leave ya to clean up this mess... and uh, careful when you're walkin'. Don't wanna slip and break a tail, you know what I mean?"

Still on his back, Jake lifts a hand and gives Fu Dog a thumbs-up, "Yeah... gotcha."

"What a good kid. Welp... I'm starving! I'll meet ya in the kitchen for lunch. I think the old man's got some leftovers from dinner last night." Fu Dog places the clipboard near the door for Gramps to find when he fills out his chart. He may have done well to be careful about leaving a large cum stain on the page, but Luong Lao Shi is a forgiving, patient man. Besides, everything goes into physical fitness: blood, sweat, tears, and maybe sometimes... a little dragon cum.