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The Master of the Ass For Nataraj and Engy By Draconicon

"Do you know how long I've been preparing for this day?"

The lizard threw off the cape that he'd been wearing for the last hour. It was hot, and thick, and had caused him to work up a massive sweat beneath it. His scales were damp as they could be, and he could just slightly smell himself from the musk that had built up from it. But that was good; they were things that the master liked.

Nataraj pointed a finger across the room, the lizard smirking slightly at the yellow, metal-armed dragon that stood on a podium just like his own.

"I've been brewing potions and practicing magic ever since I knew that there was someone else in this harem that liked to grow and change like I do. I thought that we could be friends, but it's even better.

"We're rivals!"

The lizard's eyes glowed with ambition as he threw his hands in the air.

"For weeks, I've been practicing with the arts of transformation, and I know you've been just as dedicated! Today, we finally see...who is better...and who is bitch!"

"...Aren't you overreacting just a bit?" Engy asked.

Nataraj almost fell off his podium, wobbling at the sudden draining feeling of all his anime energy. The little green lizard sighed, shaking his head at his fellow harem-mate.

"Just let me have this, okay?"

"Heheh, okay. So..." The yellow dragon threw off his own cape. "Standard rules? Pump that ass out for the next, say, five minutes, and master decides who did it best?"

"Of course!" Nataraj posed with both hands on his hips, laughing. "Hahaha! But you have no chance! I am the best!"

"Yeah? We'll just see about that."

The two scalies half-glared, half-grinned at each other from across the room, their eyes narrowing further and further until they were nothing more than slit...

And then, they started.

"Rune magic!" the lizard shouted, dipping his fingers into little containers of mascara until the purple stuff coated his digits. "I'll have you beaten in seconds."

"Ha! Dream on. Ever since I learned how to make these potions, I knew I could outgrow you!"

"We shall see! Rune Magic Secret Art: Omega Growth!"

The lizard dragged his fingers over his ass cheeks, feeling for the right positions for the runes to take. A circle here, a spiral there, a connecting figure-eight for infinity to bridge the cheeks - because of course he needed perpetual growth - and he felt the first tingles of power starting to spread.

As he dragged his fingers back and forth, creating the magical matrix that would channel his ass into the stratosphere, he could hear the gurgling bubbling sound that meant that Engy had already started chugging his potions. The lizard chanced a glance to the side and gulped.

That big, yellow ass - one of the few in the harem that could rival his own without enhancement - was already growing. There were bubbling motions beneath the scales, a slow inflation that was pushing that ass out and downwards, gradually pulling it along under its own weight. It was slippery and wet-looking, the sweat over it giving it the look of a sheen of massage oil.

Nataraj forced a grin.

"Ah, you think that you have the lead, but that is merely because of your potions. When my magic kicks in, I'll show you what I'm made of."

"You sure? I mean, I don't want to -"

"Engy, please. Keep to character?"

"Sorry, heh. Um..." The yellow dragon looked around. "This is so much easier with a little alcohol."

"Just wing it."

"Um...You will never match my super-sized ass!"

It was a bit cringy, but hey, at least they were back to the right roles. He drew a few more symbols on his ass cheeks, finishing it with a supporting rune that looped around the base of his tail - after all, with all that mass, it was entirely possible to end up breaking things if you didn't allow for some extra support - and then finally clapped his hands together.

"Rune Magic Secret Art: Omega Growth - RELEASE!"

The lizard moaned out loud as his ass suddenly started pushing out from under his tail, growing big enough to make that slithering limb rise up nearly against his back. He fell backwards, landing on his ass, being lifted up by it as it grew at a phenomenal rate. Soon, his ass was the size of a beanbag, and it was still growing, bursting outwards.

"That's cheating!" Engy shouted. "There's no way I can match that with a potion."

"Heh, you mean you can't chug them faster than I can cast magic? No way that you can beat me in an oral contest, then."

"You little - I'll show you!"

He wasn't sure if it was character or if Engy genuinely wanted to win the contest, but the sight of the yellow dragon suddenly pulling three boxes of ass-growth potions out from under his podium was...intimidating. But surely he couldn't drink all of those at once...

Could he?

Apparently, he had underestimated the dragon. Engy pulled a funnel out from his robe, stuffing one end in his mouth, and started pouring the potions down the wide end. He glugged and gulped, his throat swelling from time to time, but the effects were obvious to the lizard. That ass was growing bigger, and bigger, soon surpassing his beanbag-sized butt and lifting him up.

Neither of them were of a size where their ass could be fucked, but at this point, it was merely a matter of pride. Who could make the biggest ass? Who could be the biggest-bootied guy in the city?

It's gonna be me.

He refused to let someone else take the Fat-Ass title that he had worked so hard to earn over the years. The lizard took more of the mascara, drawing lines along his thighs and down along his balls, pushing past them to his asshole.

"Secret Sex Art 551: The Fuckable Ass of Gods!"

As he released the power through the runes, he moaned, his ass growing bigger, bigger, and bigger still, crushing the podium beneath him and lifting him into the air. He had grown so big that he could rest his legs along his ass cheeks, his feet dragging along his plump rump.

He joined Engy at the ceiling of the room, the two of them pressed flat against the metal surface. They looked across the room at each other, the lizard squished, the dragon still holding the funnel like a trumpet in his mouth, and they shared a playful glare.

"Just try and out-ass me," the lizard said.

"Toot-toot!" blew the yellow dragon.

"...What did you two do?"

Nataraj had to admit, he wasn't entirely sure when the contest had completely gotten out of hand. He imagined it was somewhere between when they grew large enough to blow the top off of their master's skyscraper from their growth and when the pair of them had managed to turn the big-ass contest into a 'who can fuck the bigger building' contest.

The lizard and the yellow dragon were macros at that point, standing about a mile above the city and its various skyscrapers. Their asses were still quite large, though no longer as proportionally so to their bodies as they had been when they were still in the building. They could walk again, for example.

But it didn't make it easy to look down at the master, the white-eyed black dragon, and have him looking back waiting for an explanation. At least Engy was getting the same treatment, as the pair of them paused in mid-ride on the skyscrapers they'd picked for their respective dildos.

"Well, um..."

Engy blushed, looking at him. Nataraj cleared his throat, straightening his back a little bit to look down at the master properly.

"It's very simple, Master. We decided to see who could grow a bigger, better butt for you."

"...You decided to grow bigger butts for me."

"Of course."

"And you grew them big enough to start...breaking part of the city."

"Anything worth doing is worth overdoing," Nataraj said with a decisive nod.

"So...You blew up the top of my home...you probably crushed a subway station or two...and you are using skyscrapers as dildos...to see who has the better ass, yeah? Do I have that about right?"

The lizard nodded.

The dragon looked between him and the yellow one, between him and Engy. The black dragon even took off from the ruined top of his skyscraper, flying around the pair of them twice before coming back in for a landing.

"As usual, Nataraj wins," the black dragon said.

"What?" Engy blinked. "You...you're not mad?"

"Well, I'm not looking forward to using time magic to roll the clock back, but I'm not mad."

There was a slight - though hidden - sigh of relief from the lizard. He had been worried for a moment that he had gone just a little too far over the edge. Not completely, but a little. Knowing that he was okay meant a lot.

"Now, do either of you have any plans for shrinking down, or is that up to me?" Master Draconicon asked.

"Uh..."

"Um..."

"Yeah, that's what I thought." The black dragon laughed. "God, what am I going to do with you? Ah, well, you goofballs. Stay where you are, and I'll get you back to normal in a few minutes."

The End