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A Dragon Genie's Mischief For Nataraj By Draconicon

"So, you're the personal assistant...of a person who's never here."

The dragon looked around the office, shaking his head slowly as he realized that the main part of the office, the part that was sectioned off with a wood door with glass too thick to see through, looked like it hadn't been touched for at least twenty-four hours. He looked down at the lizard sitting in the secretary's desk just beside it, shaking his head slowly.

"Doesn't that get boring?"

"Only when there's people demanding where he is," Nat said, sitting back and putting his shoes on the table. "Then I have to start being all customer-service-y, and nice, and...you know how it is."

"Heh, and you don't get to spend time playing with people and getting all hot and bothered?"

"Would that I could, my dear dragon, but the life of a working lizard is a boring one. Le-sigh. People have no patience for naughtiness."

"Heh..."

Draconicon smiled, walking over to the door leading to the rest of the building. Rather than being a reclusive sort of office, this one was part of four others that were exactly like it in this part of the building. They were all connected by the same corridor, which led out to something that was a mix of a warehouse and a store-front.

It was something of a mess, but he supposed it got the job done.

"So, do you just answer phones, or..."

"That, and check stock, and make sure that inventory is done correctly, and take messages from one manager to another, and data-entry. A lot of data entry."

"And that's not...boring?"

"Eh, it gives me time to chat. Sometimes."

He looked back at the lizard, slowly shaking his head. He knew the sound of boredom when he heard it, and he knew that he had every means of fixing it at his disposal. The black dragon leaned against the door, smiling back at his old friend.

It took Nat five seconds to look up from what he was doing on the computer to see it, but the dragon could tell the lizard had picked up his intentions. Mostly because Nat gave him the same grin back.

"Oh ho, I like that look," Nat said. "Are we going to start some trouble?"

"Oh, a bit of reality alteration, a bit of fun here and there."

"You better let me enjoy it."

"Why don't we start with some improvements to your coworkers, hmm?"

Zoom. The lizard shot from his desk so fast that the dragon could hardly believe it, stumbling slightly in the backwash of the speedy dash to the balcony that overlooked the storage floor. The black dragon shook his head, waving his hand to teleport alongside the lizard.

He reappeared in the elevator, halfway down to the main floor already, and Nat was already bouncing up and down. Literally, leaping from the floor of the elevator to the ceiling.

"You know, that's probably not good for the elevator."

"Don't know, don't care."

"Heh, well, not like you're paying that bill."

"Nooooope."

Thump, ding. The door opened, and the black dragon and green lizard stepped out together. They were probably a bit of a sight, considering the dragon was in black robes that were only a hint lighter than the scales he had, and the lizard was in a more professional sort of attire, with brown slacks and a white shirt, looking rather professional.

Well, mostly. The barefoot look put him on a different level than most of the people in the stockroom/warehouse part of the shop. They all wore heavy boots, long pants, and company t-shirts. He looked around, then down at the lizard again.

"You know what I'm thinking?"

"That they'd all be better off barefoot?"

"You read my mind," the dragon said, smiling and snapping his fingers.

Just like that, everyone lost between one and two inches of height, depending on how thick the soles of their shoes were. There was a slight thump as they all came down at once, like everyone had jumped and stomped on the ground at the same time.

All around them, bare soles, bare feet pointed back at them. The floor was dusty enough that some of them were already starting to turn a bit gray, some going a bit black from the dust that they were picking up. Wet footprints from feet that were overheated being kept in shoes all day long began to track the workers around the place, and more than one slipped for a few seconds before getting their balance back.

Nat loved it, he could tell, and the dragon didn't mind it either. The sight of so many bare feet certainly sent a tingle down to his cock, making it twitch lightly.

"Mmmm, yes. That's a good start," the lizard said.

"I have to say, I love it, myself. I don't know why we wear shoes as a culture."

"I know. It's so much better to show off."

"Even for those of us that don't have foot fetishes."

"Oh please, yours is as big as mine."

"I'll have you know I outsize you by a few - oh, you mean foot fetish. Yeah, probably," the dragon admitted.

Nat nodded, ever so proud, and the dragon gave him a little one-armed hug around the shoulders.

Of course, one could only watch bare feet for so long before that started to lose a hint of charm. The dragon looked around the room, considering the differences between the species. It wouldn't do to turn them all the same, as that would lose the variety that was so lovely, but what if he -

"How do you feel about herms today, Drac?"

"Hmm? Herms?"

"You know, some of both."

"Heh, I think that could be fun."

Nat nodded. "Why don't you throw in a few curves for me, too?"

"All the way, or?"

"No, just enough to really show me off. A big ass, too, please. Enough to split these things right in two."

"You got it."

Once more, he snapped his fingers, and once more, the change rippled through the back of the business. The most manly of the men were slowly becoming more feminine, while the most feminine females were slowly becoming more masculine. They were drifting towards a point that was just off-center, still in the androgynous zone but slightly more towards female. Enough to excuse the budding busts and growing hips, for sure.

Elephants were the first to see the difference, considering how big they were already. One was passing by, big gray feet stomping out sweat puddles on the ground, while the chest was slowly pushing out and getting bigger by the second. The blocky V-shape look that the elephant's torso had started to shift, becoming more curvy, running down to the hips that were flaring out as well.

Elsewhere, he could see a wolf woman, her shoulders pushing out, getting thicker while her pants started to bulge right in the crotch, getting heavier and thicker with the growing dick down there. He chuckled to himself, patting his cock through his robe as the world continued to grow more and more perverted.

"Ahem."

The dragon looked down. Nat pointed at his own chest.

"Heheh, right, sorry."

"Don't be sorry, be magic-y."

"Coming right up."

He smiled, grabbing the lizard by the chest and pushing his magic right into his body. Nat groaned, arching his back, thrusting his chest up against the dragon.

Flesh and scales expanded, and soon the hardness of a small lizard body was expanding into the softness of a nice pair of boobs. The lizard's shirt came up a bit, the bottom of the shirt not measured with breasts in mind, but that was hardly a problem.

Draconicon smiled, pulling his friend closer, lowering his hands to start kneading against that rump, filling it out. It was already nice and hefty, so when his magic hit it, the first squeeze set off a jiggle that threatened the pants right from the get-go.

POOMF!

Nat gasped as his ass jiggled, reaching back and feeling himself up. The lizard grinned as the cheeks dented in, flattening, squishing, then pushing back out against his hands.

"Now that's what I'm talking about."

"Heh, don't worry. You're going to have the best ass in the house."

"Darling, I already did. Now it's just going to be the best in the country."

"Heh, then sway, my friend. Sway and find your prey."

"Mmmm..."

Nat smiled, winking at him, and the dragon leaned back against a support pillar as the lizard swayed his way into the crowd. There was no doubt that he was going to find someone to fuck him. It was just a matter of who.

Shaking his head, the dragon let his cock out of his robe, letting it fall into his hand as he gave it a few gentle strokes. Nothing much, just enough to let out a sigh.

They get confident so fast...

There had been days when Nat would have been pushing himself to the edge, shaping himself exactly to what others wanted in an attempt to make himself appealing. He still did, but now it was just a kink, a kink that the lizard enjoyed and the dragon had fun indulging.

But these days, he could see a confidence in the lizard that he hadn't before, and it was lovely.

"Go get 'em, Nat."

"Excuse me, sir."

He turned, looking down at a rat in a fancy suit. The rodent was red-cheeked, obviously embarrassed.

"You can't just be...masturbating...on the work floor."

"...I think you'll find I can do a lot more than that." And he snapped his fingers again.

The End