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Quetzal and Kiki's Swaptastic Adventure started - 12/19/2007

A short story by: Killenor finished - 7/11/2010

Learning at the School in the Sky was always a fun experience. The young dragons were ever eager to attend classes with the wise and gentle Quetzal. But some dragons were interested in their teacher for more than just the lessons he gave. One such dragon was skipping down the road toward the schoolhouse at that very moment. She skipped only for the joy of it, though she could just as easily have flown. Her head was swimming with thoughts of the ancient teacher whom she loved. She wasn't so young herself, being his teaching assistant, but even so he always made her feel like a teenager again. The way he held her so gently in his arms, the way he always knew what to say and do to make her melt, it was a magical thing he did.

She and her brother were both Quetzal's aides, but things had never progressed between Quetzal and her brother like they had with her. Kiki giggled to herself as she thought about that. One magical summer's day, she and Quetzal began a relationship by a lakeside. Since then, she looked forward to every meeting. She never cared that Quetzal had far more experience with relations, and other dragons, than she had. Why, he had even shared a sexual relationship with her older sister, Cassie. None of that mattered to Kiki, she was simply happy that, at the moment, she was the only one for the magical master.

Today, he had something special for her; a surprise that he promised would add a whole new level of thrill to their lives. Kiki quivered with anticipation wondering what it could be. Quetzal was so knowledgeable that every time seemed like a whole new level anyways. She was practically dripping with excitement as she entered the schoolhouse door.

Quetzal had been expecting Kiki's return to the schoolhouse after classes had let out. He had been preparing for an hour now. Rearranging the main room in anticipation of what was surely to come. He had taken a double-dose of his energizing potion and had more potions and herbs ready in his pouch. Right now he had enough energy to race a dragon-athlete and have a chance of winning. He heard the tune being sung by his protégé as she leisurely skipped up to the door. He raced about, getting the last few things ready, rolling up the carpet, laying out layers of soft towels, and carrying out his main surprise, a large sealed golden vessel.

Kiki had barely knocked upon the door when Quetzal opened it. He looked particularly confident in himself, she thought, she was going to have to work for this surprise. With a smile she entered the school-door and giggled as Quetzal's tail brushed hers as he closed the door. She looked in at the altered school-floor and let her gaze fall upon the golden jar.

"Ooohhh, Quetzal!" She exclaimed at the glittery surface, "Is this the surprise?!" She skipped across the room and traced her hand across the etched surface. In a moment, Quetzal was beside her with a speed that did not belong to one of his age. He took Kiki's wrist gently away from the jar's surface. With a smile that was at once gentle, loving, and stern he led her away from the glittery vessel and toward the large stuffed loveseat he had moved into the room not fifteen minutes before.

"Not yet Kiki," he said with his soothing soft voice. Hearing those words, Kiki no longer felt drawn to the jar. She knew I would come in due time, and that half the fun would be getting to it. Quetzal looked as if he were about to say something, but she preempted his words with a kiss.

Just a gentle peck on the lips, but conveyed in that kiss was the promise that she would follow his words. "I thought we could get a bit... more comfortable before we got on to the surprise." Quetzal said with a hint of seduction of things to come.

"Oooh," Kiki said, catching on to Quetzal's tone. "and just how would you suggest we did that?"

She did not wait for an answer. In a sweep of motion she was upon him. He caught her as she dashed through the air, ready for such a move from her. Kiki was the excitable type, she had been since she was a baby, and didn't bother with slow advances. She went right for Quetzal's lips, jamming her tongue between them. She loved the feel of her tongue against his, though there was something she liked better, something she wanted just a little more.

Quetzal had become used to Kiki's exuberance, though he still had quite a hurdle to overcome even with his supplements. It was very lucky that he had toyed with his surprise beforehand. Now he had enough stamina to keep up with a dozen Kikis. He quickly became erect at the touch of her body and the swirl of her tongue. His shaft slid fluidly from the slit in his groin to just brush against Kiki's bare bottom. She rubbed herself eagerly against him as his hot meat twitched against her scales.

Kiki's mom had a reputation as the most fertile dragon in all of Dragonland. She had well over 100 children now and showed no sign of stopping. Something about that prolific ability had passed into Kiki. Only two males in of Dragonland knew her secret.

Quetzal's hand came away glistening from Kiki's thigh. Already she was wet enough to accept him without effort, but Quetzal wanted her to feel like the first time they had met every time. Well, maybe not exactly like that. He showed her his hand, shining with her fluids. She stopped to blush and giggle for a moment before licking her own juices from his hand. Quetzal grinned as she began playing the part of a dirty girl, an act that she did very, very well.

Now she wanted more, she craved the satisfaction that she knew he could give. She knew she would really have to work for it though; Quetzal was never one to give an ending before the story was told. She wagged her tail just a little wider than modesty would dictate, dancing closely, rubbing his wonderful smooth scales. Her tongue danced across his pouch as she did her best to entice him toward taking her in the wildest way he could manage.

For his part, Quetzal was fighting to keep himself at bay. While he affected a constant veneer of calm and composure, his throbbing erection belied his burning inner desire to throw Kiki onto the floor and fuck her brains out. He knew she was anticipating, but he was going to keep her waiting. The anticipation being his greatest tool to keep her wanting more.

Kiki would not let him lead her for too long. She knew just what to do when he was holding out on her. Her lips traveled lower still to brush the smooth, soft flesh of his glowingly warm shaft-head. Only the barest kiss passed there, and warm breath laden with desire. Once again she met his eyes and licked her lips lewdly. She let her tongue hang just a little bit, hovering just a hair's breadth from the aching shaft before her.

Finally, both dragons on the vinegar edge of desire, Kiki brought her tongue up to swirl about the rim of Quetzal's cockhead. Somehow that did it! Quetzal was shocked, realizing just how worked up he was, to feel the surge of pleasure shoot through his being. The spasms had begun before he knew; sending thick gooey ropes of his seed arcing across Kiki's waiting face.

Instantly apologetic, Quetzal sputtered nonsense, trying vainly to reassure himself and Kiki. The odd thing was, Kiki was giggling fiercely. Giggles turned to throaty laughs as she licked at the sticky cream that coated her lips. From her pouch she produced a towel to clean the rest of her face.

Quetzal was confounded.

"Wha, I... Kiki?" he sputtered on, "That has never happened to me before!"

"It's alright hon," Kiki said with a sly expression, "I just used a little magic. A trick every bad girl should know."

"You've been practicing a lot lately haven't you?" Quetzal said knowingly, "I haven't used a trick like that since I was young myself."

"Well, you ARE a great teacher." she sidled up beside her aged beau, running a hand up and down his front, "But now that we've had that fun and gotten... comfortable, how about showing me your surprise?"

Gazing into her loving teacher's eyes, Kiki didn't even notice the claw sneaking its way down below her tail. Her glistening thighs were parted just enough, her scales just slick enough, to allow the digit to slip right in. A glow surrounded Quetzal's finger as he slid it up inside the drenched velvet folds of his young love. Suddenly and without warning, Kiki's muscles clenched all around the invading digit. She cried out in a mixture of surprise and orgasmic pleasure as Quetzal's magic touch excited every nerve in her nethers. After a couple of spasmodic thrusts against his hand and a copious amount of fluid leaving her snatch, Kiki collapsed against her love.

"Now that we are comfortable indeed," said Quetzal mirthfully.

Kiki couldn't speak, and if she could her only words would be 'WOW'. She snuggled into his scales and hugged him gently, just wanting to hold him until the glow of her orgasm subsided.

After a few minutes, Quetzal excused himself from their embrace. He bade Kiki to have a seat while he fetched refreshments. Kiki took a seat on a stool that was as close as she could get to the golden jar. The etchings were exquisite, looking as though they took some artisan years to finish. Scenes of sinuous animals playing across all manner of scenery, each scene flowing perfectly into the next, and every texture that could adorn metal were found upon the sides of this vessel. A quick touch told Kiki that it was true dragon-gold without any hint of impurity. As she looked further she could see incredibly miniscule, but incredible faceted gems of every color set within the etched lines. These stones set about an illusion that made the surface shimmer with a rainbow of color without taking away from the golden surface.

Quetzal returned with a tray of tea and cookies. Setting it on one of the stools in the room, he pulled an ornate diamond-studded collar, complete with black leather leash from his pouch.

"Well Kiki," he said, coiling the leash around his hand, "are you ready to see the surprise?"

"Of course I am" Kiki said in her most innocent voice, "please show me Quetzal."

The leash went around the lid, into a groove that looked like it was made for it.

"Now what is in this jar is La Cambiadore, or the Switcheroo. It is a strange creature that makes things even stranger. With the touch of its whiskers it can change anything! Normally, it will change things to their opposites, but if you capture it and show it who is boss, you can tell it what to change, and even how to change it." Quetzal explained as he twisted the lid to loosen it. "Now I will need to be very quick to make sure the leash gets onto it. It is very fast."

Kiki was intrigued. She was torn between seeing Quetzal's delicate concentration as he prised open the lid and what would come out of the golden opening. Finally, the lid came away with a pop. A blur of light and a flash of motion, suddenly she was staring at a bizarre creature held on the leash gripped in Quetzal's hand. It looked like some kind of musteline, like an otter or a weasel, but one composed of shifting rainbows. Its eyes were swirling orbs, somehow never the color of the rest of its body. The only other striking feature was its long, fine, wire-like whiskers that seemed to twitch with a mind of their own. Otherwise, the creature seemed downright demure on its leash.

"Wow, Quetzal! It's soo pretty! ... but... what are we going to do with it?" Kiki said

"We can use the Switcheroo to do most anything." Quetzal replied, reaching behind himself to take a trinket from his shelf, "I can take something like this and, Switcheroo, look! This is not a dragonberry."

The Switcheroo seemed to consider what was being held before its eyes. With a twitch of its head and a snap of its whiskers, the trinket was enveloped in a cloud of swirling sparkles. As the cloud cleared, Quetzal was holding a perfectly ripe, sweet dragonberry.

"It's amazing!" Kiki said instantly, but then suddenly let her tone become more serious, "but what is so sexy about being turned into a dragonberry?"

"Well, like so many things, it is not what it changes," said Quetzal as he sidled up beside her, "but what you do with it." Suddenly he crushed the dragonberry, dripping the juice down across her shoulders.

Kiki giggled and wiped at the sweet, sticky juice on her scales. Quetzal took the opportunity to take a taste, running his tongue across her delicate shoulder scales. She quivered under his unexpected touch, feeling her arousal for him return in a wave of warmth.

"So," Kiki said, her playful and inquisitive voice returning, "what are we gonna change first and what do we do with it?"

"Well, why don't you think of something? Is there anything you ever wondered "what if" about us? This is pretty much a wish machine when it's tame." Quetzal said smoothly.

"A wish machine hmm?" She said lustily.

Kiki leaned down next to the Switcheroo's ear and whispered something. Quick as a flash, the silvery whiskers twitched and touched Quetzal. Only a very few sparkles erupted at the spots the whiskers touched. When they faded Quetzal seemed completely unchanged.

"I... I don't feel any different at all" Quetzal said tentatively, "the Switcheroo hasn't ever failed to work before."

Kiki giggled, "Maybe I'm just too sexy... but I suppose I'd better try out my change before we say it didn't work."

Just like that, Kiki let her tongue droop from her mouth and planted a long lick right into Quetzal's cock-slit! Her tongue wrapped around the rapidly-arousing meat inside and with expert care, extracted her prize. Shuddering with unexpected joy, Quetzal gently took hold of his amorous assistant's head, running his fingers through her crest, as she continued orally pleasuring him.

Kiki locked eyes with her love as she suckled at his firm shaft. She stopped only for a moment, taking hold of his rod to continue what her mouth couldn't

"Don't hold back, give it to me." Kiki said simply, then resuming her oral attentions.

Quetzal didn't need to be told any more. As Kiki latched onto him, sucking at just the right amount of force, he bucked his hips gently, reveling in the feel of her warm lips sliding across his flesh. He did as she bade, and didn't hold back. He tensed himself up to reduce the time she would have to wait to get what she wanted.

Kiki, for her part, was actively working to get rewarded with a hot creamy blast. Her tongue swirled to and fro, her throat opened as far as it could and her breath came short and quick between each thrust. Every muscle in her mouth was working overtime.

Finally, she was rewarded. A spasm shot through Quetzal's spine as he began to unload his sweet seed into Kiki's waiting maw. She rolled the sticky warm cream around inside her mouth, coating his member with his glaze. She slurped lewdly as she worked to clean the mess they had made, every movement sending aftershocks of pleasure thrumming through Quetzal.

"Wha... that was wonderful Kiki. But I still don't know what you changed. It didn't feel any different, not that it was bad." Quetzal said with a smile.

"Mmhmmm... well," Kiki mumbled through a mouthful of goo, "I asked the switcheroo to change your... umm... taste." She swallowed a little bit, "Now it's like dragonberry jam, with a little hint of peppers."

"You mean... you don't like how I normally taste?" Quetzal said in a mock-hurt sort of way.

"Mmm, normally you're spicier my sweet dracopeño pepper."

"Well I suppose I am spicy for my age," Quetzal replied, "but I believe it is only proper that I should return the favor."

"OOOoooooh, I think I would like that! Hmmm but what flavor should I be?"

"Well, I do have a passion for chocolate-covered strawberries"

A twitch and a sparkling poof later, Kiki was positively dripping with anticipation. As soon as the sparkles faded she leapt into Quetzal's chair and propped her legs onto the arms. Spread open now, her juices glistened in Quetzal's hungry eyes. He could hardly wait to tuck in to his delectable delight.

His long talented tongue took a slow savoring lick. It was as he had always dreamt it to be. She tasted just like he asked, but even better! There was just something about this that made it better than his imagination. Her juices flowed, filling Quetzal's mouth with the delightful flavor as he teased at her delicate folds.

Oh, but this flavor was too much just to tease. Quetzal found that the taste grew more intense toward the source! He desired to get as much as he could from his lovely little lass, but he knew that he could not rush things. The flavor of his lovers juices was laden with desire and the only way he could get her to release more... well he knew just what to do!

A nibble on the nummy nub, just a flickering of his lips upon her clit as he slurped in another mouthful of the delicious juice, was what she needed then. No grander way to have her arching her back and grabbing his head, driving her lover's face into her dripping candy snatch. Quetzal's long luscious tongue flicked forward, driving as deep as he dared into the tight sweet honey pot. But he wasn't finished there! For she had not yet climaxed, and he knew the treat that awaited then!

A younger dragon, without the experience of the wizened maestro, would be utterly put off, his snout buried in velvety chocolate snatch. None save those so creative as Quetzal could conquer this conundrum! With gifted control of every muscle he possessed, Quetzal wiggled his nose! This in tandem with humming Kiki's favorite song and his deep licking sensations soon had his darling lovely assistant squirming upon his muzzle.

Kiki began to grow concerned, usually by now she would have climaxed, the feeling was beyond anything she had known, especially with Quetzal's new tricks. No, she lingered upon the edge, unable to do anything but squirm! Was this some sort of new magic? Whatever it was, she decided quickly to quiet her inner concern, she no longer cared!

The secret was Quetzal's control of rhythm. A wonderful student of music in his day he knew the value of keeping the beat. Unknown to Kiki, as he felt her sublime enjoyment begin to peak, he would offset his tempo, alter his melody, and stutter his harmony. This, he knew, would keep her right where he wanted her, gushing and writhing and begging for him to continue. He knew the instant he was waiting for, the final touch to flood himself with his favorite flavor, gushing ceaselessly from his favorite female.

At long last, he steadied his sounds and his nostrils pinched upon the lovely love button, the edge of bliss was left far behind and his tongue flicked furiously upon the rough spot within his lover. Braced for the oncoming clench, he opened his mouth wide as he dared with hopes of catching all he could. The walls of pure softness clung tight around his darting tongue and every delicate flavor surged from the walls. The juiciest dragon in all of Dragonland came chocolate-strawberry upon Quetzal's waiting face.

Many long, intense, shuddering moments were passed just breathing. Kiki felt so wonderful, she knew that if she were to open her eyes she would surely see that the world had shattered around her. She was floating, lying in her lover's chair with his face buried betwixt her legs. Nothing else existed then, and he held her, waiting the world to return around them. Nothing else mattered save that they were together.

As the world returned, she opened her eyes. She was surprised, not at the face that greeted her as her sight returned, but rather at the copious amounts of what appeared to be chocolate, actual chocolate, covering her the face of her love. Almost immediately she burst with barely contained guffaws at the ridiculous vision.

"Quetzal?" she said between sniggering, "did you do that on purpose?"

Quetzal's face was a mask of chocolate-covered confusion. Experimentally, he ran a finger down his face, and examined the sticky/slimy chocolate that clung there. His tongue lashed out and lapped clean his finger and went to work upon his face.

"No," Quetzal said between licks, "but it is a very good mistake."

The pair laughed until they ran short of breath. A quick kiss of enjoyment turned into another, and another. The humor lessened and the passions returned as the pair worked on cleaning Quetzal's face.

"You know," Kiki said between licks, "There is still more fun we can have."

"Sounds like a good plan to me," Quetzal replied sensually, "thanks to La Cambiadore I can keep up with your fun all week."

"Remind me to thank him." she said before planting a deep kiss upon his lips, "mmmm, later."

By the time Quetzal's face was clean, the dragons had become quite aroused again. The cleaning up of chocolate had evolved into a passionate bout of making out. Kiki's dragon-pussy now ached to be stretched just as Quetzal's cock begged to bury itself in the dripping wet young dragoness. In between the heat of their kisses, hands drifted to their most aroused areas, seeking to supplement stimulation before the joining began.

Quetzal paused to lick at his drenched fingers, hoping to get another taste of his delectable love. Kiki's face twisted in momentary surprise as she saw the moisture on her lover's fingers was normal! Taking his lover's expression in with a smile, Quetzal quickly made to explain.

"It will only be chocolate when I am eating you out my dear." Quetzal said, showing off his wet fingers before licking them clean, "I don't think chocolate is the healthiest thing to have down there."

"I guess not, but I do know what I want down there," Kiki said, not missing a beat, "Please... please fuck me Quetzal."

"With pleasure mi amore."

No more time was wasted. Quetzal lined himself up and slid as far as he could go into the warm wet velvet of his love.

Such was the suddenness and swiftness of his penetration that Kiki could only gasp and squirm. The feeling of pleasurable fullness washed through her as Quetzal wasted no time setting up for a purely prodigious pussy pounding.

Slowly he withdrew, letting her feel every inch gliding out of her. Then, readjusting his angle he pushed in, letting his head run the length of her G-spot and beyond. All the while his eyes were locked with his young lover wanting to hold them together as much as possible. Suddenly, Kiki moved mid-thrust, gripping onto his cock with her vaginal muscles. Feeling that warm slippery softness grab him squeezed an intoxicated moan from Quetzal's lips which were quickly taken up by Kiki's as she moved in for a kiss.

Quetzal built his rhythm, all the while his precocious protege attempted to break it. His thrusts became faster and deeper as he tried to anticipate the squeezes and thrusts of his partner. They had played this game many times, each trying to outguess the other to see who would give in first. It always took them a long, absolutely meltingly enjoyable time to finish such a game, but when they did...

But that was yet to come, and with bucking hips, deep-seated love, and the burning passion that only dragons could hope to ignite, the amorous pair drove into each-other with reckless abandon. The only thing that mattered was that they were together now and they reveled in each moment, each movement. Trying to divert their minds from the rushing rapids of rapture, they turned to their partner. Wings were tickled, lips bitten, tails adding their own tactile sensations to the mix, the seasoned lovers drove on, hoping to illicit the grandest of feelings and, in return, receive them.

"Nnnnggh mmm, Oh-oh-oh Quetzal..." Kiki moaned in her bliss, "more, my love more!"

"But of course... nnnh nnnh... mi amore," Quetzal grunted with his efforts, "you feel so wonderful around me. I love how you feel"

"Mmm, Quetzal... haaah... are you... are you close?"

"Si, hnnng... si Kiki."

"I want... hmm... aahh... I want it... in me... I want too feeeellll aaaiiiiieee gggnnn you..."

Something odd happened as Kiki's orgasm began in tandem with Quetzal's.

The Switcheroo watched the copulating couple gyrating against it's master's chair. It had always obeyed it's master's commands, and it wasn't very intelligent in interpretation. So when it heard it's master's female scream "I want to feel like you" it decided to simply obey as it always had. The pair went ridged and began shivering. The Switcheroo leapt up and swept it's silvery whiskers across the simultaneously cumming duo.

Kiki swore she could see stars as she came. The tingling sparks of her pleasure seemed to leap into the air before her eyes as she felt the warm jets of Quetzal's love erupt within her. It was so much that as she clamped down and doused her lover's hips with her fluid that the cloud of sparkles completely engulfed Quetzal's face.

She felt like she was floating again, somehow this orgasm was lasting longer than ever, for both of them. In her bliss-washed state she had no idea whether it was the perfect moment of synchronicity or something more. She shuddered once again and sent another load of her seed deep into her squirming lover's hot, clamping dragon-cunny. The flesh around her dragon-cock clamped, its smooth wetness seeking to pull every last drop of seed from her balls. Finally, her orgasm subsided, her hips locked with those of her love. Her meat buried firmly within warm, soaking-wet silk that now oozed around the edges with her seed.

Kiki relaxed...

Dragon-cock?

HER... dragon... COCK??!!

and somehow, some way she didn't understand at all, she had just unloaded into... who?

Kiki forced her eyes open to find the face she had been looking at was her own! An expression of awesome experience locked upon her own close-eyed features.

"K-Quetzal?" came an aged masculine voice from her lips, "Quetzal? Is that you?"

Watching her own eyes snap open, hearing Quetzal's voice come from lips that she had moved... the aftershocks! Her... no... Quetzal's body trembled with release.

"What happened?" came the voice of Kiki, but carrying Quetzal's draconic accent, "How am I... you?!"

Realizing that they were still coupled, Kiki slipped her unfamiliar new cock out of Quetzal's new vagina (that was her own just a minute ago, she thought disturbingly). Somehow, an unfamiliar wave of embarrassment washed over them as they stared at their new bodies, completely unsure of what to do. Suddenly, in a moment of clarity, they turned to stare at the switcheroo.

The rainbow creature stared right back, instinctively pleased in itself and waiting for it's next command. As if nothing unusual had happened a all it began preening itself in a similar way that a cat might do.

"Well, that answers that," Kiki sighed.

"Not to worry," Quetzal said, "We can change back at any time, we just have to tell the switcheroo to put us back into our own bodies and..."

"Wait a minute," Kiki interrupted, noticing some oddities about 'being' Quetzal, "You're old, I mean no offense but, you've got a lot of years on you. How come I feel like I could run a marathon up a mountain? I mean, I'm bigger, older, and... how come you never mentioned the tail cramps? But I mean... how do you do it?"

"Do what?" asked Quetzal, suddenly seeming a bit distracted by Kiki's body.

"How do you keep up with me?" Kiki giggled, a very odd thing to do with Quetzal's voice.

"Well, la cambiadore helps and so do my herbs and potions, but," he said seriously and with no limit to his affection, "it is my motivations that keep me going the most."

A smile crept up Kiki's face, "You just can't get enough of us little girls who are hot for teacher eh?"

Kiki's body now looked sheepish, as if a child were caught in an embarrassing misdeed. Quetzal often felt a little ashamed at the ease of his previous cradle-robbing escapades. Though he never had to coerce a single female in his life, he also had never said no, and something about that always bothered him.

"Well, to be fair," Quetzal said wryly, "I never had to work very hard at it. Remember Kiki, it was you who caught me playing with myself down by the lake."

Now it was Kiki's turn to blush, setting Quetzal's scales aglow in a bright orange.

"Well," broke Quetzal, "I suppose we had better tell the Switcheroo to change us back..."

"What?," Kiki interrupted playfully, "You mean to say that we should just ignore this? I mean, obviously I've never been male before. That just leaves me wondering if..."

Quetzal blushed, "No, Kiki. I've never been female before either."

"In that case," Kiki said slyly, "I think we ought to use this chance to... hehe... learn new things."

"Kiki..." Quetzal said standoffishly.

Kiki knew quite well about her body. She could see that Quetzal was trying to hide the fact that her own body was becoming quickly aroused with these new sensations and her own seductive tones. In a way, she found it exceedingly cute that Quetzal was so embarrassed at being... well... her.

She could just imagine how she'd feel. Suddenly attracted to herself, seeing what it was that her lover adored in her. Plus the fact that she'd be dripping wet at the sight of Quetzal acting all sly, sheepish, or interested at all in her.

Something was happening... she felt an oddly... heavy sensation. A sort of heat flushed through Quetzal's body. It was familiar, and yet somehow quite different. It wasn't until the cock expanded from between her... Quetzal's... legs that she realized exactly what happened. All these odd thoughts had gotten her quite aroused as well! Now she was transfixed, staring at the sensitive pole sticking from her... his... Quetzal's legs. It was feeling rather cold out in the open like that. She moved her hands to cover it.

As her hand was about to close around her new throbbing shaft, another light blue hand reached out to grab it as well.

Quetzal and Kiki locked eyes, each understanding the desires their bodies still held, despite their swapped minds. In no time, they were right back in each other's arms. It was a rather awkward situation with unfamiliar proportions but it didn't take long at all to find the right way to kiss. Once they had worked about with the proportions of it all, they found that it was easy to keep going. Quetzal, having had experience with larger dragons than himself in the past, found it an incredible lot like kissing Kiki's own mother.

"Come on Quetzal," Kiki said, pulling back just a little bit, "don't you want to know how you make me feel?"

The pair joined lips once again, taking in their feelings for each other.

"So," Kiki asked breathlessly, "Have you noticed my 'little problem' yet?"

It was so amusing to see herself blush that Kiki laughed out loud. Quetzal crossed her legs and looked incredibly sheepish.

"It's very different when you are having the problem, and not just ... playing with it," Quetzal giggled, "How do you control it so well?"

"Control it?" Kiki smirked, "normally I either hide it or get myself some... teacher. Want me to show you how much you've helped in the past?"

"Kiki... I..." Quetzal stammered.

"C'mon," Kiki said, surreally stroking her own blushing face, "There's nothing you need to be ashamed about. I'm old enough to make my own decisions, and if I decide I want to get more comfortable with my teacher who is wearing my body, that's my decision to make. Besides, you're probably at least as turned on as I am. Let me show you how good you make me feel."

"Umm... aheh... well..." Quetzal sputtered, "I suppose... I should do what mi maestro says now shouldn't I?"

Kiki put on a very bemused smile.

"That's right. I'm the teacher now. Now come here and let your teacher give you a lesson in what you like most."

Intrigued by her boldness, and the prospect of this unique role-reversal opportunity, Quetzal allowed herself to smile and relax. He let go and allowed the excitement in his new body to take control. In no time he was comfortable being dripping wet and completely attracted to his own body. The excitement and energy pent up was almost overwhelming, making him wonder how he ever kept up with her even with his potions.

He let Kiki scoop him up in her... his... arms. Quetzal was amazed how easily she was lifted up off the ground and inwardly wondered if this was exactly how Kiki had felt before or if it was just him. It was exhilarating, giving up all control to his much larger lover.

"Oh where to start, where to start?" Kiki said with a huge grin, "Maybe I should try out that chocolate-strawberry thing."

"Whatever you say mi maestro."

Kiki set Quetzal back onto his chair. The turquoise legs parted and Kiki was greeted with the best view she had ever had of her own femininity. She knew what it was like to have those parts, but she had never had any experience in pleasuring them like this. She knelt down, sniffed at the dripping fluids coming from the bright pink slit and experimentally took a lick.

It was amazing! It tasted just like chocolate strawberry! It was even thick, rich, and creamy like real chocolate. Moreover her new tongue seemed to like it far more than she remembered. Another lick followed and then another still, dragging her large tongue over that dripping wet snatch. At the moment, it didn't even matter if she was doing it right, just as long as she got just a little more.

Quetzal was amazed how much more sensitive he was with his lover buried between his legs. Words of past studies bubbled up between shocks of sensation reminding him that the clitoris he now owned has twice the nerve endings of the tip of a penis and all in less of an area.

"Mi dios!" Quetzal cried in his new higher voice. "More, oh please more!"

Kiki giggled, making her licks vibrate for just a moment, and continued. She tried to focus on places she knew she liked, hoping that the same effect as her new tongue would take over Quetzal too.

Quetzal found that he just couldn't contain his moans and gasps of pleasure. Normally quite quiet when he was being pleasured, this new body seemed instead to burst with exuberance at every opportunity. He found himself pulling at his head-scales and digging his claws into the arm of his chair as Kiki ate out his tasty dragon-pussy. It felt terrific, but even as great as it felt it just wasn't enough to satisfy the smaller turquoise body he now inhabited

"Oh Kiki," Quetzal moaned, "I... I need you! Please Kiki!"

Kiki stood, a giant chocolaty smile accentuating his face, and presented his small lover with what he knew she wanted. He paused for a moment, wondering inwardly how this would feel on the 'giving' end of things... and how this cock had ever easily fit inside such a small opening as that before him. It reminded Kiki of how awkward it had been the first time. His... no her... brother and she had experimented as they came of age and discovered their bodies, but that lent her no practical experience with how to properly run things as a male. Her first time had been quick, relatively painless, and full of false starts and uncertain fumblings.

"Kiki?" Quetzal breathed heavily, reaching a hand down to rub at her sensitive new snatch, "is everything alright?"

Kiki considered her new malehood and decided he just had to try. The few seconds of odd positioning in his new large unfamiliar body were possibly some of the most frustrating. Kiki decided it had to be Quetzal's seemingly endless years of practice that made the way he had always entered her before look easy.

Suddenly it just slipped in!

Kiki and Queztal frozen in a moment of actualized wonderment. This was how it felt for the other, they realized. Kiki felt the severely moist yet tight wall clenching around his dragoncock and was amazed. She never imagined she had ever been as tight as this before. Quetzal marveled at how great it felt to have his love-tunnel filled by such a thick rod of meat, how his new female body let it slip right in. Shocks of pleasure raced through him as he felt his inner walls squeeze down, creating the sensation of the most satisfying fullness.

The pairs' eyes met as they moved even closer into an embrace. Once the initial shock wore off for both of them they realized that for the best sensation they both ought to be moving. Experimentally, Kiki tried a thrust. A bit short at first but oh! It made all the difference. Quetzal's eyes rolled back as the feeling of wonderful penetration grew stronger. To think of all the years he might have spent exploring and enjoying this feeling!

Quetzal could feel his new muscles clenching unconsciously around the intruding member. Concentrating, he could even make them clench just a little more firmly. He could barely believe how large Kiki felt within him, but he guessed that a good part of that feeling was how trained Kiki's body was. Knowing himself how great it felt to have a pussy wrapped around his cock, and how much better it felt when that pussy grabbed at him. Concentrating on making the most of this, he focused on his new muscles and clamped as much as he could.

Kiki had never guessed how great it felt for Quetzal to drive into her, but now that she was balls-deep in what used to be her own juicy twat she could see why Quetzal loved it. Her new cock seemed to crave the hot, tight, and moist passage that she was now pounding with all her might. She could only imagine how impossible this would be without Quetzal's special 'enhancements'. As it was she had no idea how long she could last even with them. It was not that she was tired, but rather it was her first time experiencing maleness.

Quetzal's body was one honed by magic and experience, and while the magic was still working, Kiki's mind simply lacked the control she should have had. She could feel it coming, a tightening in her groin and thighs that she could tell was the sign that she was about to cum. Her instinct was to tighten those muscles, to hold back for a little while longer. She learned very quickly that this was the exact wrong thing to be doing to stave off an impending orgasm.

"Que... aaah... Quetzal! K-k-can't hold... I... I think I'm gonna...." Kiki panted with belabored breaths.

"Oh si Kiki! Don't hold back!" Quetzal replied, lost in the newfound passion.

In the last moments of tension a great wash of tingles rushed through the love-locked pair. In their own minds they knew how it should have felt, the moment of wondrous release shared with a lover, but this was new, different, and yet somehow the same. Instead of feeling her insides clench around a hard cock, that delicious warmth flooding her insides, she felt spasm after spasm of seed shoot out of her new cock and the gripping tightness of feminine walls milking her for more. Just the same, Quetzal was experiencing those feelings that had previously only been known to Kiki.

And then it was over. The spasms subsided leaving only a deep, satisfying glow and the panting breaths of the two mismatched lovers.

"Quetzal?" Kiki prompted, "Not that this isn't wonderful... but these knees of yours are getting rather tired here."

The pair laughed lightheartedly and Kiki slipped from between Quetzal's legs. A veritable flood of fluids dribbled from Quetzal's snatch.

"¡Caramba! I have never seen such a mess!" Quetzal laughed as he beheld the mixture of semen and vaginal juice spilling onto the floor.

"I guess some of my... natural excess... came along with my mind." Kiki replied with her own giggles.

"Well, I suppose we should clean ourselves up and have La Cambiadore switch us back..." Quetzal sighed after the laughter slowed down, "but I sure wish I had a chance to get used to this."

"Oh we can clean up..." Kiki said insistently, "We can even change back... for a while... but don't think for a moment that this is the last time you will be me. As I see it, being the teacher and all right now, we have a lot of switcheroo-ing to do!"

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All characters portrayed herein are assumed to have reached consensual age according to Dragonland Law 41a-0182- Subsection F. No Dragons were actually harmed in the production of this story, unless they wanted to be.

Personal Note: This is all I am planning to write on this. You may ask for continuation if you wish, but I am telling you right now that it will most likely not continue this at all. I have one more Dragon Tales story in the works, and it was only as a birthday present to a good friend of mine that I even considered it. I am glad you all like my stories, but I can do no more, at least not for now.