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Bringing a Harem to the Harem

Part 4

For Engy

By Draconicon

While the Society of the Sensual Sciences turned out to be rather interesting, it had two major drawbacks for Engy.

The first was that it required a certain amount of time devoted there every week, and he was still new enough to his harem duties that he didn't know if he'd have that much time. The yellow dragon was pretty sure that his master would be understanding of his desire to study there, particularly once the dragon's mate moved into the city, but he couldn't be sure enough to actually make the commitment just yet.

The second was how fast his lizards were learning, and not so much in how to help people.

"Will you stop poking my ass?!"

It was the fourth time that he'd had to tell Yellow off for going after it in public, even though he knew that this part of the city technically allowed that sort of thing. His cheeks burned as he felt his ass wobbling from the poke, and he pulled the leashes that much tighter to his hand.

The four of them were in better harnesses now, a parting gift of the Society to try and get him to come back, he was sure. This time, their harnesses crisscrossed their bodies from shoulders to thighs, coming to a tight leather squeeze right around their groins and pulling their ass cheeks apart to show off their holes. It was a more through grip, and it allowed him a bit more leverage to control them, but it was still tricky when there were four of them to keep hold of.

Still, Engy was determined not to let the day go to waste. He wanted to get something out of it, to show his master that he was doing well with his own little mini-harem, and he wanted to do something good.

And maybe find a way to bolster his own control, too...

Leather Lanes...

According to his master, the Leather Lanes were a kinky part of the city that had a focus exclusively on leather, sweat, and the art of dominance. He had some hopes that he'd be able to get what he needed there, but as ever, there were no guarantees.

Strangely, there was another color barrier between Skyscraper Downs and the next neighborhood. Rather than brown, as he expected, it was more gray, gray verging on black leather in color. There was a transparency to it just like before, but there was no mouse keeping people from going through.

Rather, this time, there was a leather-clad crocodile standing in the way. He wore a harness himself, one that seemed to be stretched across muscles that seemed almost too big to be real, with a leather cup that lifted is cock and balls up and pushed them forward, almost like a cock ring would do.

There was nothing but 'dom' coming off the crocodile, and Engy blushed as he came forward to the front of the line.

"Um, me and the four lizards behind me," he said, feeling like he was in front of some sort of gatekeeper.

"You just touring, or you looking for something?"

"Um, maybe a few things. Something to help me get a bit more control over the four of them."

"Well, you came to the right place, squirt. Need directions?"

"God, yes."

"Alright, come here. Stan, keep an eye on the gate."

As the crocodile led him away, Stan - a bull just as big as the crocodile, if not a little thicker across the shoulders - took his place. Engy looked between them, and couldn't quite keep himself from licking his lips at the pair of them. They were that hot.

The crocodile, whose name turned out to be Jeff, pointed to a map of the district.

"If you want quick gains, check out Saul's Leather Loads. He's got some good stuff, freshly enchanted, that kind of thing. Won't give you a ton of gains, but you'll get it right away."

"Thanks. And if I wanted to...improve my friends?" he asked, nodding over his shoulder.

"You really want to get them stronger, kid?"

"Well, it might make them feel better..."

"Heh...you sure you're not just going for a muscle harem, little guy?"

The yellow dragon's cheeks burned at the quasi-insult, but he had to admit that it wasn't entirely uncalled for. He was not nearly as tall as the crocodile, and as for muscles, he might have what dragons generally came with, but that wasn't nearly what the crocodile seemed to have earned in whatever gym he called home.

Engy cleared his throat and tapped the map again.

"Where should I go?"

"Well, you got a couple of options. You could sign 'em up for one of the gyms in the Lanes -"

"Not enough time for that."

Not to mention that he would be going a bit goo-goo ga-ga over some of the studs there. If they were anything like Jeff and Stan, then he would be staring at them and likely running to the showers to get his rocks off, too.

He just hoped that didn't show on his face.

"Well, if that's the case, then take them down to the Ding-Dong."

"...The Ding-Dong? What the hell is that?"

"Best fighting arena in the Lanes. Sign 'em up for a few matches, and every time they win, they'll get stronger, buffer. Hell, they'll get better hung, too."

"So, what, it's a hyper-masculinizer or something?" Engy asked.

"More like a hyper-dommer. It pushes those traits super high when the fighters win, and strips a little away from the losers when they fall. Looking at your guys, I'm pretty sure the red one could make it pretty far."

Knowing Red, he was pretty sure that Jeff was right. He glanced back at the lizards, considering the possibility.

On the one hand, he would be the first to admit that he liked it when they had their fun with his ass, when they were teaming up to fuck him up. His hole loved the stretch, his ass loved to be manhandled like that. Hell, he loved to be manhandled like that. And seeing the four of them getting even stronger would be hot as hell.

On the other hand, he was barely keeping control of them as he was. If they got stronger, more dominant, more pushy...

The idea sent a shiver down his spine, his balls loving it, his head hating it.

"I'll think about it. Thanks for the information, though."

"My pleasure, Tiny."

"Say that again, and I'll squeeze your arm off."

Jeff looked down at Engy's metal arm, then nodded.

"So noted. Sorry if I caused any offense."

"Apology accepted."

Engy smiled and patted the crocodile on the arm, then grabbed the leashes again. As one, the lizards yelped as they were pulled away from the people they were about to pounce on, and the five of them stepped into the Leather Lanes.

Much like how he had noticed the musk when he stepped through the red barrier between Skyscraper Downs and Red-Light East, he noticed the air change from a simple sort of smell to a very heavy, warm, leathery smell as they stepped through this one. The scent of worked leather, warm and soft and just a bit huffy, was impossible to get away from. He groaned as he took it in, enjoying it, and he could hear the pants from the guys behind him.

Particularly Red, he noticed. The most muscular of the lizardmen was growling, his hands clenching into fists as he pulled the scent into his lungs. He was obviously enjoying it, sucking it into his body and even getting rather hard.

"You like it that much?" he asked.

"Oooooh, yeah..."

There was definitely a deeper growl in Red's throat at the words, and Engy wondered if he would be able to control himself out here. Well, if he couldn't, that was something that was worth finding out.

"Let's, uh, let's get to that shop."

They walked down the streets, and it didn't take long to figure out the difference between locals to the area and those that were just visiting. The visitors were dressed every which way, and even those that wore leather were constantly adjusting it, pulling at it, tweaking it to this shape or that way of hanging off their bodies. They were just not used to it.

The locals, on the other hand...

Engy grinned as he saw hot men and hot women go by, and even more normal-looking men and women, too. There were chubby guys that rocked a harness and a leather thong, and there were women that had a fair bit of heft to their stomach and thighs that pulled mini-skirts and tight bras.

No matter what the body shape, the leather that they wore seemed to give them a confidence and attitude that the others didn't seem to have. He wondered how it would feel to have that, to be able to walk right out the door, wearing nothing but fetish-wear, and have the raw confidence and personality to be able to rock it while walking down the street.

It was a fun thought, and he hoped that the shop he was heading to would be able to give him something like that.

Saul's Leather Loads was about three blocks past the border between the districts, and on the way there, Engy had been treated to more than just a fashion show. There were people that were showing off all kinds of leather things, including leather toys that might be used in the bedroom.

The yellow dragon had stared as one mouse - a mouse of all things - had picked up a leather flogger, tossing it from hand to hand. He wore leather boots and a leather thong, one that cupped an erection that could not have been bigger than four inches, but he had the solid confidence to show it off.

"Ladies and gents, let me show you the power of good leather."

And with that, the mouse had turned to the male fox behind him. Wearing nothing, not even a pair of briefs, the fox was obediently bent over a bench, showing off his ass and tail to the crowd. His lizards ogled the fox, but he kept them from charging forward to enjoy themselves.

The mouse turned, flicking the flogger across the fox's rump. Slash, slash, smack, smack. Whip, crack, whip, crack.

The leather fronds of the flogger cracked over the fox's ass again and again, and it didn't take long for red bruises and such to start showing through the fur. The lines were almost glowing red, and the fox...

The fox was moaning. Moaning very, very loudly, and his body language was growing ever more submissive. Engy wasn't too surprised. The hits were pretty rough, and the red lines seemed to be giving off a lot of heat.

But it was the speed at which the fox dropped that surprised him...and the smirk that grew across the mouse's face that explained it.

The leather wasn't just draining the fox of dominance, but passing it on to the other male. The more that the mouse used it, the subbier the fox became and the more dominant the mouse turned.

It was a powerful little spell, and one that he was surprised that the leather-makers had managed to master without any sign of it on the flogger itself.

I'll have to keep that in mind. Maybe I can use something like that to get a better hold on the boys...

Though, he had to admit, he doubted that he could bring himself to use a flogger, or even a paddle, on the lizardmen that he was leading along. It just felt a bit too cruel for him, a bit much.

Shaking his head, he led the lizards along, smiling when they pressed their faces against store-front windows, and then pulling them along when he felt like they had had enough of a look. They continued down the empty streets, completely lacking in cars.

Not lacking in horses, though. Nor in the mechanized things that he had seen from the car windows before. No cars, though, nothing that would run on engines and dart about too quick to get out of the way of.

And lots of public displays of toys and outfits and...

And other things.

He blushed as he rushed away from a sexual encounter that had gotten out of hand, pulling his lizards as fast as he dared with the way that they were straining at the leash. They obviously wanted it, particularly Yellow, who was fiddling with his harness.

"Knot-Master, please!" Yellow groaned. "Haven't fucked all day. Wanna fuck the collie."

"They're already busy! Another time!"

"But -"

"Another time!"

He gave another hard yank, and they were across the street, making their way further into the Leather Lanes.

Eventually, they reached Saul's Leather Loads. The dragon pulled the lizards in, and immediately, they went from fighting against his pull to going with it.

"GAH!"

Engy went flying, hitting the floor and getting pulled along for a few paces before he just let go of the leashes. There was no way that he would be able to completely control them at this point, so it was better to just stop trying.

As Red, Yellow, Blue, and Purple started running around the store, shoving their noses against the different clothes and apparel that were on sale, Engy pulled himself back to his feet. He rubbed his arm, getting rid of some of the stuffs on the metal before getting rid of the scuffs on the scales, and then looked around.

It was a pretty good store, all things considered. There were leather skirts and dresses on one side, leather trousers and chaps on the other, and the unisex stuff seemed to be spread out through the center. Most of it was fetish-wear, but he could make out a couple of suits that were made entirely of leather, as well. The undershirt, the overshirt, the jacket, the trousers, the boots...even the underwear, completely made of leather.

Engy walked over to it, running his fingers along the sleeves. It was a bit tight, he had to say, but he knew that it would loosen up over time. The inside of it was smooth, too, which was better than he could say about some leather back at home. It often got smoothed on the outside and left uncomfortable on the inside.

It was warm to the touch, too, which was even better. He leaned in, taking a sniff of the collar of the shirt, and groaned.

Yep, that's good leather, alright...

Much as a suit might have been interesting, it wasn't really his style. He walked through the store curiously, checking out the different bits of clothing that might be fitting for him.

After dismissing several different trousers, he eventually came to a pair of assless leather pants. The yellow dragon blushed as he picked them up, holding them between his fingers as he imagined walking down the street with his ass hanging out. There certainly seemed to be nothing against it in the districts nearest the master's home, but it was...well, the thought was more than he had ever dared to do back at home.

Back home, he had been a bit of a reserved artificer, though. Yeah, he'd done a bit of whoring during his time as an adventurer, but he had never taken it as far as some of his companions. Nor had he continued it when he retired. The idea of showing himself off, of putting himself almost on the market, was more than he had ever imagined doing.

Yet, holding the pants in front of him, letting the warmth of the leather drift up to his nose...

I might just...

No, he would just do it. Engy took a deep breath and asked for a fitting room, and the wolverine in charge of the store nodded, sending him to the one near the back. Engy rushed for it, darting into the room and shutting the door before shucking off the robe.

Standing naked in the private room was a bit nerve-wracking, considering it was still in a public place, but he knew better than to wait. He would start freaking himself out, and then he would be in a worse place than ever.

He stepped into the leather trousers, yanking them up. They were slightly on the small side for him, but that was no problem. It just would frame him better.

Struggling with the button at the top, the yellow dragon eventually got the pants on. He felt his cock getting tucked down one pant leg, and he blushed a bit as he looked in the mirror.

From the front, he actually looked pretty hot. There was not much of a gut to be concerned about - he hadn't been living soft for that long - and he had a good bit to show off down below. The leather was tight enough to show most details of his dick and balls, including how big they were, and he could see the way that it bulged against his thigh.

He turned around slowly, looking at himself from the side. His pants came up his leg, but a little past the halfway point of his hips, the leather just stopped. He could see the curve of his fat ass bouncing along, showing itself off as he turned this way and that, and he blushed as he saw just how big it was.

Well, no wonder the master wanted me around when I look like this.

Engy blushed a bit more at the thought. It was the first time that he had actually given himself credit for looking good, and it was a very different sort of feeling. He turned around the rest of the way, looking at his ass from behind.

And it was a lovely look. He stared at himself a bit, shaking his head at the huge, big-bottomed figure that he had, the way that the leather seemed to cup it and lift it so that his ass pushed back a bit more rather than just sagging the way that something that size tended to do. He reached back, fondling himself, and he grinned as he felt the sheer heft of his own ass.

Yeah, I'm sexy. I've got a fucking hot ass, and I don't care who knows it.

It had to be the work of the clothes, he knew, but it was still hot as fuck to be able to feel confident in his own looks. He stepped out of the changing room, the robe draped over his arm, and he walked right up to the front desk, feeling his ass cheeks bouncing with every step that he took.

The wolverine looked up at him, smiling.

"Found what you were looking for?"

"And then some."

Engy held out his wrist.

"Harem member. Charge it to the master of the city."

"Heh, you mean your master."

"Whoever. Charge it."

"You got it, man."

Not even questioning it. It felt so good to be able to just take charge like that. The dragon loved it. He fucking loved it.

"Boys!"

He shouted before he even thought about it, the word coming out of his mouth with more authority and power than he had ever been able to say anything with before. The lizards lined up immediately, with only Purple blinking afterwards, as if wondering why he did that.

Engy grabbed the leashes dangling in front of him, pulling them close.

"Alright, lizardmen. We're going down to Ding-Dong."

"You sure about that, Not-Master?" Purple asked.

"I'm sure. I'm fucking horny, and I need the four of you to be in top shape to handle me tonight. Come."

He pulled the leash, grinning until his jaws ached. The fact that he was doing this in public, the fact that he wanted to...god, the confidence...it was addictive.

Engy left the shop with his ass hanging out, and once, he would have blushed and run back into the building. This time, he threw a sway into his hips, and he grinned, his cock throbbing and pulsing with every little bounce and jiggle that he felt from behind. He carried the leashes of his lizardmen with a confidence and a strength that he had never felt before, and he felt like a prime-time dom.

It wasn't going to last, he was half-sure, but he was going to make the most of it while he had it.

Eventually, they found the Ding-Dong. Despite the silly name, it was one of those places that dominated the area. A big, triangular building, it had a giant bell on all three sides of the building, and it periodically went off. Five-minute warnings before a fight, the pauses between the fights, announcements of winners: it touched on just about everything.

The yellow dragon walked right into the main office, still feeling his hefty hindquarters jiggling behind him, and he pulled Red's leash out of the cluster behind him. The half-confused, half-eager lizardman allowed himself to be taken by the iguana on the other side of the desk as Engy explained.

"I want him signed up for ten matches."

"He's a newcomer, sir. Are you sure that he can handle it?"

"Master knows me. Master knows can handle," Red said.

"He's right," Engy added. "I know how strong he is. He can take it."

"If you say so, sir." The iguana made a note. "Anyone else?"

The dragon glanced back at his little mini-harem. He was pretty sure that Purple could take a fight or two, but he wanted to see what he could do with the little scholar up in the seats. Yellow was horned up already, so he doubted that the biggest dick of the group needed any more help.

"Take Blue here," he said, passing the other leash over. "Make sure that they get some good opponents."

"We always do, sir. Would you like to be taken to your seat?"

"Yes...please."

The yellow dragon was seated with Purple and Yellow at a mid-range seat in the arena, sitting on the north side and looking down into what looked like a boxing ring. He had already watched a few other fighters go through their matches, and he had a better idea of what to expect now.

It was halfway between fighting and sex-fighting. Mixed martial arts seemed to be the name of the game, and most of the fighters started off with that before dropping down into seeing who could make the other person submit via sexual moves first.

He had seen kicks to the face turn into sensual sole grinds along the muzzle, seen nut-punches turn into conciliatory fondles, and watched body-slams turn into full-on fuck-fests. It always depended on the competitor what they'd do, and he was curious to see how Red would handle it.

The best part, of course, was watching the shift in the winner and loser when they reached the end of their match. Without exception, the loser always ended up tinier than they had started, and the winner bigger. Half the time, the winner would also need some new clothes considering that they would grow too big for something that they were wearing. Men would burst out of their thongs as their cocks got too big, and some women would burst out of bras or leotards as their breasts or muscles grew too big to be contained.

"Master confuses me. Why acting so different?" Purple asked as they waited for Red to take the stage.

"I don't know. I just feel...good. Like I can be allowed to do this."

"Hmmph. Weird."

"Knot-Master?"

"Yes, Yellow?"

"Can I fuck you?"

"...Yeah, why not?"

Engy chuckled, getting up from his seat and spreading his fat ass for the lizardman. Yellow started to get out of his chair, but for the first time, Engy pushed back, using his tail to keep the big guy in his seat.

"Ah ah. My turn."

He could feel Purple - hell, he could feel the whole arena staring at him since there wasn't a fight on - but the yellow dragon couldn't help himself. There was something about the sheer shamelessness of his new pants and the feeling of cocky confidence in him that made him want this.

So what if he was a bit big in the backside? So what if he was something of an anomaly here? He was sexy, and he'd like a turn to be in charge.

He pushed his ass back, smothering the big yellow cock between his ass cheeks, grinning as he heard the groan from behind that told him the lizardman was more than eager for the fucking that was to cum. Engy rolled his hips from side to side, keeping that cock trapped between the cheeks, letting it roll and rub against the scales back there.

Soon, it was right against his pucker, and he forced himself to make it relax, letting it gape around the tip of Yellow's cock. The lizardman groaned.

"Mmmmph, Knot-Master, that's knot-fair."

"It's completely fair. Now, do you want inside me?"

"Mmph..."

"Do you want inside my fat ass?"

"Yes, Knot-Master!"

That was all he needed to hear. He slammed his ass down, hard, and he groaned as he felt the long, long, long length of that cock pop inside of him. The feeling of it just sliding in was great, but the fact that he was taking charge this time, the fact that he was just settling into the arms of his lizardman like Yellow was one big throne...

God, he'd never thought about doing something like this, and he was starting to wonder why not. It was hot as hell.

He slid up and down a few times, grinding his big ass into that cock, feeling it stretch his hole a bit and grind on his prostate. His cock throbbed in the leather pants, the soft feeling it cupping his erection against his legs. He didn't reach down to let it out, despite the discomfort of the position. All he did was keep riding.

Through it all, Purple was watching him, making notes in his notebook. Knowing he'd need to check it later, Engy made a mental note of his own and then went back to enjoying the slippery dick in his ass.

Yellow must have been close to climax from all the groaning he was doing, and so was Engy, but when the bell dinged, he stopped. He sat down, smothering the lizardman's cock and balls beneath his ass, and then went still.

"Nnngh...Knot-Master, knot-fair!"

"You'll get to finish, but after Red's match."

"Yes...interested to see what lizard-brother does."

It wasn't a fair match, all things considered. It must have been a match-up of two newbies, one of them a Doberman in a harness, and the other being Red. The pair of them squared each other up from across the ring, then launched themselves at each other as soon as the bell rang.

Red was on top right from the start. The stronger lizardman gave three quick punches to the dog's stomach, sending him flying back to the edge of the ring, then caught him in the chest as the rubber ropes sent the canine flying back at him.

"OOF!"

The crowd oofed in unison as the Doberman spun around and hit the floor. He stared up at the ceiling, dizzy and rolling his head from side to side.

No sooner had he started to get his head back on his shoulders than Red was sitting on his face. The red-scaled lizardman spread his ass cheeks, smothering the canine, squishing down and holding him in the musky space between the ass cheeks. Engy grinned, clapping as his lizard wrapped his legs around the dog's body, keeping him from moving, almost choking him out.

Almost. It was more of a submission thing than anything else, forcing the dog to give in or be smothered beneath a musky ass.

The dobie was beaten in less than a minute, and Red stood up, flexing his arms and playing to the crowd. The normally-quiet lizardman was showing off, grinning, flexing his arms and showing off his biceps and pecs.

And the more he showed off, the more they grew.

Engy was licking his lips as he watched the show, seeing the bulges rippling and bubbling as his lizardman started growing, getting thicker in limb and ass, chest and thigh. He was thick and heavy already with muscle, but now he was turning into a walking mountain of it. Just perfect for some of the fun later.

He squeezed down on Yellow's cock as he watched Red's shaft grow, too, gaining a full inch in length, pushing out and throbbing up for the crowd to see. He clapped with them, shaking his head.

"Heh, I'm going to be well-pounded tonight."

"What if Red-brother wins all matches, Master?" Purple asked.

That...was a bit of an issue, he had to admit. Even the leather pants didn't give him quite the confidence to brush that possibility off. An inch a match would take Red to being quite a bit bigger than Yellow, and more than that, quite a bit thicker, too.

He reached back, rubbing his butt a bit, then leaned forward.

"Fuck me, Yellow."

The big guy didn't need to be told twice. Engy groaned, not even blushing as he was fucked before the crowd. He knew that if he was going to take what Red would be sporting later, he needed to get fucked as hard as possible right now, and for as long as possible, too.

Heh...who would have thought...a visit to a leather-district would be so much fun? he thought to himself.

As Blue was sent into the arena, he realized that there'd be a second cock that might want him, a second shaft that might be utterly huge.

"Purple, get your dick over here."

"But -"

"Find a position where you can watch, but get your dick over here. I'm going to need more stretching than Yellow can give."

The End