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A Secret Tribe

For Engy

By Draconicon

Well, when Drac sent me down here to get some new chains, I didn't expect to find this in the sub-basement...

Then again, maybe he should have asked his master what the 'sub'-basement actually was. He had just thought that it was the floor beneath the basement, but...well...

He glanced down. His ankles were shackled to a throne of rubber lumps, half-melted by kobolds that had some faint dragon-breath abilities, and his cock had been tied to the throne, too, chained by his cock and balls and pulled tight so that it stayed hard all the time. The various kobolds that had taken residence in the 'sub'-basement were all cheering, dancing and screaming in bliss as they had been for the last...how long had he been tied up now? Half an hour? At least that much.

"Nnngh..."

And getting blown the whole time by a smaller, blue-scaled kobold that refused to let anyone else near his dick. The yellow dragon groaned as his balls were fondled and teased by the blue-scaled kobold between his legs, grumbling under his breath as he kept coming so close to release before the chains around his cock and balls kept him from going over that edge. He huffed hard, stomping one foot.

"You...little..."

"Big dragon no fight. Big dragon be worshiped. Big dragon rules."

The kobold said the same thing that the rest of the tribe had been saying. Yet, for all that they said that he 'ruled', they were still not letting him do anything but sit on the throne and be worshiped. The blue kobold bobbed his head down again, sucking hard on the head of the dragon's cock, and Engy's fingers gripped into the arms of his throne even tighter.

Mmmph...kobolds...why is there...a tribe of kobolds...down here...

That was a question for another time, unfortunately. The bigger question was how was he going to escape the tribe?

As the blue 'bold continued to bob up and down on his cock, he glanced past him to the rest of the celebrating tribe. Where the hell they had come from, he had no idea, but they didn't look anything like the modern 'bold that worked throughout the rest of the tower. These ones looked like they had come straight from a world of fantasy rather than this place of modern fantasy, real kobolds rather than humans and other species that had been transformed into them.

Well, except for their loincloths. Those were obviously pilfered silk from the upper levels of the tower, and that had to be something that they had stolen rather than gathered from their own supplies.

Another head-bob that went all the way down to the base of his cock, and Engy groaned, arching his back against the rubber. His tormenting captor pulled back, licking his lips.

"Dragon like?"

"Mmmph...you have a good mouth, but, um, can I please stand up?"

"No, no! Can't let dragon stand. Kobolds stand. Dragon sit, be worshiped."

Almost like the kobold was afraid that he was going to try and stand up anyway, the little guy hopped up in the yellow dragon's lap and turned around. Engy had a half-second to see that curvaceous, scaly rump rubbing against his cock before -

"MMMPH!"

He had never, ever realized that long-term teasing and denial could get him this sensitive. As it stood, his cock was throbbing hard, begging for the release that it had been teased with for the past half hour, hour, whatever it happened to be. The rest of the kobolds, those that were not dancing, were rooting around, trying to find something, anything. Those that did grinned and thrust their arms over their head, then ran to form a line behind the bouncing blue 'bold, almost like they were gathering tribute for him or something.

Engy barely saw what they had in their hands. His cock throbbed that much harder as the blue 'bold kept bouncing on him, short tail showing off that fat ass that was swallowing his cock again and again. His toes curled against the burnt-rubber bottom of the throne, almost stabbing through it and getting him stuck.

Fuck...fuck...fuck...

He groaned, leaning his head back, trying not to whimper from the sheer need that he felt to cum. There were dozens of these little bastards down here, all of them far too keen to worship the dragon that they'd caught snooping around. They were trying so hard to keep him happy, but at the same time, they were -

"Oooh, what this?"

"Bottles?"

"Food?"

"No, happy-drinks."

Happy drinks - oh, FUCK!

Engy whipped his head down, panting for an entirely different reason as he whipped his head from side to side. Not there, not with the arguing pair who were pulling a rope back and forth, or that pair that was trying to hide a rubber robe that they were bringing to him, but -

There. Two yellow-scaled kobolds that were pulling apart his own bathrobe and belt, looking at the potion vials that he had brought with him. They were holding one of them, a shimmering blue vial with a potion of the same hue inside, over their heads. One was giggling, playing at uncorking it, while the other was laughing almost as hard as he tried to get it back. Others were strewn all across the floor, waiting for someone to step on them.

"Get - nnnngh! Get away from those!" Engy roared.

For a moment, all the kobolds on the floor stopped. They turned to stare at him, no longer dancing, no longer laughing, no longer fucking. They were all attentive, as they were likely bred to be before a dragon.

He panted, shaking his head. That had been far too close. The blue potion was something that was made for his personal pleasures. Something that intoxicated the drinker, made them bigger, more productive. He doubted that they could take something like that; even though it was made for the self-pleasure that he enjoyed so much, it was still brewed for his tastes, for his tolerances. The kobolds were not used to that kind of potion-strength.

"Master want drink back?" the yellow kobolds asked.

"Yes. Master wants drinks back."

"Oh. Um....sorry."

Looking suitably abashed, the kobolds stopped fiddling with the potion...only to throw it towards him.

Engy was so surprised, so gobsmacked at the stupidity of the little guys, that he didn't even react. The vial bounced off his forehead, then popped open as it hit the kobold on his lap. The shimmering blue rolled over the blue 'bold, and some of it went all the way down to -

Oh, fuck...

Engy felt the potion when it reached his cock, and he groaned out loud as he felt it already starting to take effect. The kobold on his lap yelped, probably hit with something similar. Hell, he was, considering that he was yanked forward by some unseen weight up front.

As the blue kobold slipped off his cock, Engy groaned again, gripping the throne all the tighter as his cock started to lunge forward, looming higher and higher as the inches started piling on. Nine inches, ten, eleven, twelve. He was close to matching his master, then did, his throbbing dick standing up and proud for all the kobolds to see.

But that was nothing compared to what was happening to the blue 'bold that had been monopolizing his cock and balls for the entirety of his captivity.

Engy shivered, gritting his teeth tighter as he looked down at the rutting horny blue lizard. The little guy was already much bigger, his legs spread wide around a sac that had already grown more than three times the size that it had been, filled to the brim with seed that was still churning, still pulsing with production. The kobold's cock hadn't been hit with the potion, so it wasn't growing, wasn't swelling the way that Engy's was, but that didn't mean that it wasn't dripping like mad.

The kobold screamed in pleasure, rolling around, shivering from head to toe as he grew bigger and bigger. His balls continued to swell, distending and descending further between his legs. Each pulse that went through them made the scales that much tighter, making them look almost transparent from time to time as the sheer size and fullness of those balls pulled the scaly pouch taut around them.

Then they'd swell larger, stretching, then relaxing, stretching and relaxing. Soon, the kobold was forced to sit on his own sac, the whole thing too big to drag around without the help of others. The rest of the kobold tribe stared, and Engy realized that he had a moment for escape, if he chose to use it.

The burnt rubber was, thankfully, weaker than fresh rubber would have been. He managed to tilt his tail around, jabbing it into the place where the metal chains had been tied around his ankles and into the throne. If he could just -

One good flick managed to dislodge the chains, and he managed to yank one leg free, then the other. Grabbing the chain around his balls, he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and stood up with a strong yank.

POP!

The messy sound of the chain coming free still meant freedom, and he leaped over the astonished kobolds. They chased after him as he ran across the overstuffed sub-basement, chasing him all the way to the elevator.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Dragon-Master!"

One tried to grab his ball chain, and he barely managed to pull it out of reach. Arriving at the elevator, he jammed his hand against the call button, only to get a blinking light that said that the elevator was out of service.

"...You've got to be kidding - OOF!"

One of them had caught up, grabbing the ball-chain and giving it a yank. Thankfully, the kobold was too small and weak to be able to bring him down, but at the same time, it was a weight to drag. He groaned as he hobbled off, dragging one, two, three kobolds behind him as he ran for the stairs.

This was going to be a very, very long climb.

The End

Summary: Engy ends up finding out that the sub-basement is actually the Sub Basement.

Tags: M/M, Dragon/Kobold, Tribe in the Basement, Bondage, Oral, Ball Growth, Cock Growth, Size Difference, Comedy, Dragon, Kobold,