Gonz and Draykan 2
#60 of Tik Tik into the Wildlands
Back in the day, I would offer a tier for patrons where I would write a lot of stories for them. This is one of those old stories, now released to the public. This features characters from Draykan and https://www.furaffinity.net/user/gonzthekobold/
Gonz figures that the best way to treat Draykan's condition is to trigger an episode, but will she be in for more than she can handle?
"I... I thank you, lady Gonz," Draykan says, giving her a polite bow of her head.
She hops off of her table and giggles. "Hey, no, don't get all fancy with me. It'll be my honor to service a dragon any way I can. Now, please, let's find a place that'll be safe to work this out, shall we?"
She pats him on the nose and walks past, her tail swishing, brushing up along his leg as she sways her hips. The dragon shakes his head and follows her, keeping a respectable distance from the kobold mage.
Soon, they arrive in Gonz's personal auditorium, yet, as kobolds try to follow them, she shoos them away. "This is an important magical demonstration," she says. "I don't want any of you getting hurt."
They whimper, male and female kobolds alike, and clasp their hands together, falling upon their knees. "Oh, but Gonz, Gonz! We don't want you getting hurt, either."
"Oh, don't you worry about me," Gonz says. "I have some wards in place." And with that she taps the entryway, a shimmering wall flickers where she touches. "Only those I deem can enter or exit here. I'll be safe, don't you worry."
"It's the staying inside with me that has me worried," Draykan says as he stands tall and spreads his wings in the room. "I thank you for taking this seriously. Though my experience with the last few spellcasters went a bit in an, unexpected, but not-unpleasant direction."
"Oh, don't you worry about that," Gonz says, biting her mouth. "I take magic with a reverent seriousness. After all, it was a transmutation scroll that changed my life for the better. I won't bore you with the details, but if there's some means to change you I can figure from this, er, experiment, then we'll find it by being a little dangerous. I learned from a wizard that magic isn't all about flashy lights. There's a method to everything, even if you have to get flashier than a stuffy book learner.
Gonz goes to the middle of the room and sits cross-legged on the floor. With a tracing of the area around her body, a shimmering wall appears all around her. When she speaks, her voice is muffled. "So, what we're going to try is triggering an episode. I want to see exactly what it is that comes from this magical programming. Then, I can figure a good place to start."
"...right," Draykan says. He slowly starts to pull down his leggings.
Gonz's eyes widen and she claps her cheeks. "O... oh my, this is quite unexpe-" then her jaw drops. "Holy fuck. Is... are those...?"
Draykan's pants fall to his ankles, and hanging down between his legs are his long, flaccid members--both of them.
"Oh, I'm a lucky girl to get my eyes on those," she says. "Are you... are you naturally like that?"
"Born with these twin cocks and with this level of endowment? Yes. That is not part of my curse, though it is a part of my anatomy that others have sought to use and abuse."
"Well, I can't imagine why others would want to use those," Gonz says, her sarcasm dripping from her salivating mouth. "But let's not get so distracted. Alright, so there's a certain physical method of triggering this magical energy, yes? What is it, exactly?"
Draykan takes a deep breath and moves his hand up to his horn. Shuddering, he feels his lengths slowly rise to life. "When someone... someone else, touches one of my horns... that's when I lose control."
"Hm..., well I can't very well keep myself safe from you and activate that. Let's see... perhaps a spell to touch the magic directly? I think I can manipulate the arcana like that." She closes her eyes, clapping her hands together. Her sorcerous power allows her to feel the arcana throughout the world. Already, she can feel the magical energy emanating from his horn, shining like a light in the darkest of depths. She sighs as she reaches with her mind's hand, her thoughtform passing through the magical barrier. It protects from physical incursion, not from the energies without form. But soon, her energies grasp around the horn, stroking along the magical seal that keeps him at bay. She peels it back, exposing the tip buried down deep within him.
Gonz's body slams back against her invisible wall, groaning as she rubs her sore tush. But soon, another slam catches her attention. Gasping, she cowers at the looming figure of Draykan, his eyes nothing but slits, his teeth curled back in a growling mask. His claws scratch at the barrier, the magic sparking and fighting to hold the dragon back.
Her eyes travel lower, only to see the twin cocks hard as they press up against the barrier. Precum oozes from the tips, eager to expel the built-up material that lies beneath.
"D... Draykan...?" she asks, crawling forward slowly, her body shuddering and shivering as she enters the dragon's shadow.
He snaps at the barrier, his teeth digging into the force-field. Already, Gonz can sense the pressure growing on her magical concentration. She crawls ever-closer towards his core and holds her hand out to the barrier. "This isn't you. You need to realize that this is the magical energy, built up into you, trying to find an outlet." She frowns. "I won't be able to find a cure for this, unless I can find the source. That means, we need to drain the well... that means..." she closes her eyes, shuddering. She then turns around, lifting her hips, her tail pressing up against the shield. "That means, I have to make sure you let out all of that built up stress, until your body can no longer handle it!