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The Fire-Slut's Urges

For Engy

By Draconicon

Until the stranger came, Charizard had no idea how much fun it was to have someone else over him. The feeling of having a dick up his ass, the sensation of being under someone else, to have their size and mastery over him: it was like a shadow of the great gods, forcing him to remember that he was just one Pokemon among many.

The feeling of the new master's cock up his ass had nearly driven the breath from his lungs, and when it finally slid out, it took everything that the Fire-type had to stay on his hands and knees and not collapse completely. Standing wasn't even an option. Just staying upright like that, on all fours, was all that he could do.

Even then, feeling as empty as he did with his cock throbbing against his belly and his eyes wide with need, he knew that there was more that he should be doing. His hole was hungry, his cock was hard, and he knew that his new master was still watching him, still waiting for something more.

But what?

The Charizard groaned as he shifted position, looking over his shoulder, his long neck sweeping around so that he could face the yellow dragon once more. It had a metal arm, he realized, the master looking different from the Dragonites that he assumed that this one had split from. No, it wasn't like the other Pokemon. It was better, thicker, more lovely to look at, and the Charizard felt happy that the master had decided that he was worth collecting. The feeling of being dominated, of being conquered, still resonated strongly through him, and he bowed his head happily to the master.

"Master," he grunted in his own tongue.

"Heh, you enjoyed that, did you?"

"I loved it, Master. Please, allow me to serve more. Allow me to earn more of your pleasure."

"Then show me how much you can do."

Show? That was new, but Charizard believed that he could do that. He moaned softly as he rolled further, getting on his side, and then sat down, squatting on his longer legs. He could feel his new balls sagging down, almost touching the earth beneath him from how big and heavy they had become. Reaching down, he fondled them, rolled them between his fingers, and he moaned happily at the way that they just churned and churned and churned. No matter how much he had spurted across the earth, more waited inside, waiting to be released.

The fire dragon growled to himself, feeling his cock throbbing up as he rubbed his balls. He looked down at it, reminded of the sheer size that it had taken on. Arceus, but it was huge, throbbing and long, pushing out past his arms and up to his face. He breathed, and he sucked in a scent that was almost like his master's, almost strong enough to send his mind into a tailspin of pleasure and need.

He moaned as he sucked it in again, gripping his cock, squeezing it around the middle. He was barely aware of the master sitting a few feet away, the yellow dragon on a rock, his own cock in hand. While the master was smaller than him in cock length, the other dragon was far bigger than him when it came to the sacred sac, the balls of manhood, and the fire dragon would bow to him for that, if for nothing else.

What can I do? How can I give a good show?

Charizard had never shown off for a male before. Once or twice, for a female, and he had gotten her filled with eggs for his trouble, but that was not this. The master wanted something more than just a show of his virility, a show of his cock.

I got fucked...

Yes, that was a thing. Charizard rolled back, laying on his back and spreading his legs wide. Holding his balls out of the way with one hand, he reached down with the other, grasping his ass cheeks with his fingers. They were bigger, fatter, fuller, pushed out more since the master had fucked him. He had defined cheeks now rather than just hindquarters, and there was something sexy about that.

As he dug his fingers into his ass, his tail came up, the flames at the end rubbing along his flesh down there. Orange and tan scales started to glisten with sweat, hissing up in musky steam as he tickled himself with his tail, teased himself with it. He moaned, dragging his fingers down between the cheeks, right to his asshole.

The master's cock was hard at the sight, and he knew - or hoped, at least - that he was doing a good job.

"Master...I want you..."

He panted as he shoved one clawed finger up his asshole, and immediately moaned, his cock throbbing up and then slapping back down against his chest. The hyper-sized thing almost hit him at the base of his long neck as he jabbed his finger in deep, hardly believing how good it felt.

Not as good as master's cock, of course, but nearly as good as it. He moaned as he wiggled it around, touching and feeling and exploring his insides, feeling for what else might be there.

It didn't take long to find the best thing of all.

One tap along his prostate, and he was laid out, flat on the ground. His toes curled, his eyes rolled back, and he pressed against it again and again. It was almost as good as his master's cock in him again, almost, but not quite. He moaned as he humped his hips back, deliberately fucking himself on his fingers for his master, shoving another inside of him. As his ass slapped against his hand, his balls started swinging around, too heavy to stay out of the way. He groaned under his breath, almost whimpering in a way that was most unmanly.

"Please, master, please. I need you inside me again!"

"Soon. Show me more."

"What else?!"

"Show me how you work a cock."

"Work a...mine?"

"Yes."

There was only one thing that the master could mean by that, and as Charizard looked down at his dick again, he knew what the master was asking of him. It was big enough that he could just about do it, and his long neck meant that he could take it. It was just a matter of getting around the humiliation of sucking a cock. Well, what little of that there was left, he admitted.

He rammed his mouth forward, taking the tip into his jaws and then between them, running the musky tip over his tongue as he swallowed hard. The feeling of it going down towards the back of his mouth, almost into his throat on the first bob, was very different. It tasted so...male, but more than that, it tasted how the master smelled.

How was that possible? He knew that he had a different taste, a different scent, but the more that he sucked himself, the more he smelled and tasted his master, as if his own seed and scent had disappeared. It was like he could only taste his master, could only spread his master's scent and seed around.

Did he change that too? Why?

It didn't matter why, and the question faded quickly. All that mattered was getting into this, showing off to his master what he could do for the master's cock if he got the chance to suck on him.

So, Charizard bobbed his head back and forth, sucking on his cock, swallowing the head into the back of his throat and then swallowing harder still. Suck, pulling his head back as he did, and then swallow around the head just before it left his throat, and then put his tongue to work as it rested in his mouth.

He moaned with everything that he did, fighting the urge to blow his load down his long throat already. It was so much better than what the females had done in the past, so much better than he had ever imagined feeling. His hips bucked before he could think about the consequences, ramming his cock right back down his throat, using his own neck as a fleshlight as he fucked himself and sucked himself.

"Mmmph! MMMPH!"

He moaned louder, almost screaming with his own pleasure, his hips rising, dragging himself up, and then falling, his balls making wet smacks against the stone beneath him. Thrust, squelch, fall, squelch.

"Good boy. Doesn't that feel good, sucking yourself off?" the master said off in the distance.

"Mmmph...mmmph..."

"Yes, yes, it does. Feels so very good. So good that it's hard for you to stop, isn't it?"

That was more true than the master could know. His cock was so long, so hot, so needy that he could almost thrust right to the base of his throat every time that he hilted it in his mouth. Nobody else had ever taken that much all at once. He didn't think anyone else could.

Thrust, swallow, pull, squelch. His balls kept slapping against the stone, a rough, erotic feeling that never stopped. Forward, back, forward, back, sucking himself off for the master, putting on the best show that he could. Swallow, thrust, squelch. He could taste all his pre-cum flowing down his throat, knew that he was barely holding back from an orgasm.

"It's so good, so very good, that you don't want to stop. You want to keep sucking yourself off for as long as you can. Anytime that you don't have to do something else, you'll want to suck yourself off, because it's the best feeling in the world...aside from your master, that is."

And so it was. Charizard moaned, nodding rapidly, sucking himself more fully, more forcefully. He was right on the edge, and he whimpered, begging his master for permission to cum, wanting nothing more than to blow his load for his master. He thrust forward, his balls leaving the stone again -

"Cum," the yellow dragon said.

And he did. The flood forced his cock out of his throat, and the bliss he got from the cum facial made him forget the humiliation of being a male that marked himself.

The End