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Gwen walked toward the forest as quickly as she could without being careless. Her memories of this place were very old, and things were very different now. Gwen has mid length bobbed light brown hair and eyes that matched its color perfectly. She wore absolutely nothing, but her form was wrapped in a tattered cloth tarp. She knew clothes would be worthless to her soon enough- she was meant to be a cervine! That is why she is making her way back to the forest- it was her home, in a different life. This is the second time now that she has died only to return again as a different creature. For the last while Gwen thought she was one of the few remaining humans, struggling to survive in a shelter with the rest of her clan. Her memories awoke again in herself though, and Gwen finally recalled what she was supposed to be- what she had been originally two lifetimes ago.

What had been the start of the forest eons ago was now the start of the forest again. The rusting shell of several abandoned bus sat in a field of flowers that used to be a parking lot- the shade of the insides of the vehicles provided a home for mushrooms and flowers that were too delicate for direct sunlight. All that was left of the bus station itself was parts of concrete walls and rusted rebar sticking out of it. Humans tried to claim this world, but stripped it of resources till they starved themselves to near extinction. The ones that did not kill each other over what little was left, left the planet in man-made seeds, to pollinate other worlds. The few human that remained on earth lived in deep underground shelters, still thinking the outside world was nothing but ruin. But they cannot kill the world. Humans can kill themselves, but save the utter destruction of the planet as a whole- they cannot destroy life. Whether it has to re-evolve from singular cells or simply repopulate, life will go on with or without humans.

Gwen had to be careful- walking bare foot could hurt her, but for the most part the ground was soft grass. The remnants of pavement would need to break down further before larger plants like trees took roots in these outer edges. She startled herself when she stepped on some broken glass from one of the windshields of a vehicle but sighed when she looked at the bottom of her foot and seen she was fine. Between being rolled around on the ground by wind, and the pounding of rain, all the glass shards had been worn down to glass beads- the edges perfectly smooth and harmless. As soon as she entered the forest proper Gwen felt a subtle, pleasant magic seep into her body- a power that belonged to her, but was lost on death, waiting to be reclaimed. The trees grew at random, odd angles, because there used to be human pathways and streets around the forest but had broken up and collapsed, causing there to be craters in the ground, forcing trees to grow almost sideways at some points. The trees were large but also spaced out, so many flowers grew between, filling the air with pleasing scent. Gwen twirled around the trunks of trees and pranced across the tall grass and wildflowers, but did not make it far into the forest before the muscles in her foot suddenly pulled taught without her input!

Gwen looked down and flexed her toes, immediately seeing her toenails were twice as thick and dark grey now! It almost looked like someone rest curved square rocks on her toes. The muscle felt odd when she moved her toes- it did not feel like she actually did it, but seen with her eyes that indeed she had. Gwen felt something pushing on her fingertips and quickly let go of the tarp she had wrapped around herself to look at her hands to see the same fate taking her fingernails. Normally the nails are sunken into the skin around it a bit, but they were growing too large for that now, instead starting to wrap over the skin. She tried to wiggle her fingers too but they seemed to be mirroring her toes too closely and turned too far already- only her pinky finger and thumb responded. The other three fingers tensed slightly and moved outward but that was it. Gwen's pinky finger and toes both got a bit shorter and a bit fatter as the joint count went down, matching the thumb and big toes. The bones in the body of the foot and hand squished together and fused into the cannon bone. The cannon bone stretched to its proper size, mirroring the length of her forearm and shins as her fingers and toes further merged toward the ends, but at a much slower rate as the cannon bone pushed them further from her body. The hand bones became the cannon bone, the first segment of the fingers and toes swapped mass- the center one being devoured by the flanking digits, creating two very large ones. By now Gwen's nails formed a triangular shell around the ends of all her digits, and then bulked up till the two largest were almost pressed into each other, but not quite.

Gwen was fully leaned against a tree for most of the transformation, because as soon as her feet started to lengthen she could no longer balance on her legs. She stood up off the tree now though and ended up staggering forward abruptly many paces, nearly falling forward so needing to take another step forward to prevent herself from teetering over completely. It was a lot easier on her feet with hooves now anyway. No need to worry about little rocks- they can't pierce the keratin shell. She still sort-of had four fingers below the skin, but the muscle structure and bulk of the meat around them did not really allow her to move them at all, so they did not function like fingers. She could wiggle the main two segments a bit, but that was the full extend of their mobility.

"Ha-aaah~" She hunched her back at the sensation and scrunched up her face.

Her ears were changing shape- the cartilage structure dissolving making the ears thinner and more mobile. Her voice when she cried out was also shadowed by an odd higher pitched sound like someone blowing lightly into a flute. Gwen felt a slight movement behind herself and was able to twist around just far enough to see the bushy triangle of a deer tail forming over her butt. It was not very large at all and essentially functioned as a flag to other deerkin. In looking herself over though- her eyes caught something approaching. Her tail flicked up in alert as Gwen turned to see a beast approaching. It was a doberman. A dog was no problem to a human, but the reason it is approaching Gwen in the first place might be because it smells deer- cervine don't get along so well with canines. The fact that it is up here without a master and no where near a human shelter also means it is likely feral.

"Andelen?" The dog barked once with confidence and Gwen sighed. "Thank God, I thought you were a mut coming to eat me." He let out a growl that sounded like a frustrated grumbling of an old man.

Andelen was her other half. He had been born again and died as many times as she had. Long ago a wyrm emerged from deep underground, erupting fire onto the surface and charring everything in its path. Seeing its flames destroyed whatever it touched, it learned to slow down and be more careful on the surface world. Andelen found his way to this region which at the time was a wasteland, mostly rock sheets with pockets of loose sand and patches of greenery here and there. There was a small herd of deer struggling to survive on what pockets of plant life still thrived here. The deer smelled fire and sulphur on the wyrm and knew immediately to stay away from the creature of destruction without ever having encountered a dragon before. One young doe however was too young and curious still and wandered from the rest to investigate, and the others were too afraid to get her back! Gwen spoke to Andelen and seen he had no intentions of harming anything. Like her, he was curious and had dug his way to the surface world to see what lay beyond his realm of magma. He asked her what ailment befell this land. The surface world was so full of life, but this was the first area he encountered that had very little. Gwen explained that the land was either too much rock, or too loose of sand- there was no nutrients in the ground for plants to draw life from. Andelen explained that where he came from, there was more than enough minerals and nutrients to enrich any ground- and he as well had the power to shatter or melt stone to break up the ground. Unfortunately his was the power of destruction, and in bringing his power out in this place he would incinerate what little plants remain. He could enrich the ground, but destroy all current life here in a blaze.

Together Gwen and Andelen worked to bring out his power in small, controlled amounts. Using bodies of water to quickly cool molten minerals he summoned from below. One was a delicate creature of the surface, the other a brutal creature of the down below. The two became lovers, and through tangling their hearts together their forms soon followed. The result was a being of both creation and destruction. Dead growth was burned away to fertilize new growth. Loose sand was compacted and solid stone was broken down. A wasteland became a massive forest, home to elder trees and a thriving ecosystem. But, that was two lifetimes ago for them. Over a thousand years for the world, and much had changed. Gwen was born again a human woman, while Andelen was reborn a doberman.

His glossy black dog lips curled up a bit into an odd, long smile as his little nub of a tail started vibrating back and forth. Gwen rolled her eyes at the sight of the magenta point of his phallus emerging from the end of his sheath under him. He was two different types of excited to see her. Gwen plopped down onto all fours since she had hoof hands anyway. As soon as her weight was on all fours though, the cannon bones and forearm and shin all grew a little bit longer- making them slightly longer than her upper arms and legs, putting her still further off the ground. Deer have quite long, spindly limbs. She was developing a light brown fuzz over her hooves as well, the slow start of a coat of fur. She hummed from an odd feeling in her chest, and a gentle tickle of pleasure faded into her loins at the same time. Her human breasts were shrinking, which made the skin feel overly tight and sort of felt like someone was smushing them against her chest at the same time. As they shrank, the areola and nipples faded to her normal skin tone. In her crotch however, four pink spots turned to what looked like bug bites as the pink quickly spread between them forming a large circle of blushing pink flesh.

Andelen's claws were getting taller and longer than a normal dog, turning to sharp points already. He walked under her and licked at the four little nubs in her crotch to encourage their growth and she giggled at the feeling of his hot tongue on her tender skin. His breath was very hot already. His little nub of a tail quickly started to get longer, and the further it stretched from his rump, the thicker the base became. He made another odd grumbling whimper at the feeling of the base of his tail growing so wide that it was pushing on his pelvis, and putting pressure on his anus. He barked and looked surprised as his neck surged at the same time. Because his mouth was open when it grew, the pop of the new vertebrae was very loud. His penis was fully erect now, though the knot remained sheathed and the shaft started to stretch unusually long, pulling the divot above the urethra smooth, losing its definition against the rest.

Gwen now had a cluster of four tits in her lap but none on her chest. By the time the breasts had tightened back into nothingness on her chest, her areola and nipples were the same tone as her skin and just did the same immediately after, leaving no trace that anything had been there. The udder in her lap was cervine, so while it had four teats it was not particularly bulbous- the muscle ribs that divided the four segments pulled almost completely level with the rest of her torso. The four jiggly hills supported teats that were no thicker than her human nipples had been, though about three times longer. Her endowments were quite large- especially for a doe that had never been pregnant. Gwen knelt down to the ground beside Andelen and straightened her legs on one side only to roll herself onto her back for him to have access to her, since he was still far too small to get up on her otherwise.

Andelen scoot over to her rump as quickly as his legs could take him- though his hind legs were not responding well to any input- his tail was crushing the surrounding muscles and nerves trying to get further ahead of the transformation than the rest of him. Andelen hooked his front paws around her thighs and slid himself into her, causing her to cry out in pleasure and produce another unintentionally high pitched, musical note. As if the act promoted his changes, his body now started to groan audibly with rapid growth. His bones popped as they re-set in his larger form and his entire body grew quite quickly. The fur on his form started to get spread out more as the skin under it expanded, and as the muscles bulged outward it tightened his hide and caused the fur to fall out entirely. The pink and black skin started to change under the fur as well, turning to a pale maroon color like red granite while the black shrank to tiny flecks. As his hands grew his fingers were able to divide more, starting to take on a humanoid hand structure.

With Andelen's phallus buried in her, Gwen could not see but feel another of his changes. His knot seemed to shrink down as if going soft again, but the shaft was anything but- sliding a tiny bit deeper with every thrust. She started to feel a solid ridge on the top- which thanks to her position on her back, meant the hard spine was grinding on the upper vaginal wall, pressing close to her clit. This was the position most wyrm mate in, because female tend to have many spikes or spines on their backside to prevent aggressive males from trying to mount unwelcomed. So males cannot mount their backside, the female has to flip over and welcome them in. The ridge she was feeling was not a solid line but actually a hundred tiny but stiff bumps that formed side by side from base to tip- a fair replacement for the knot. The penis itself lost definition otherwise as it stretched and became a tapered pillar. It became considerably more veiny toward the thick base, the veins bulging out quite a bit there so if you managed to get that far down the shaft you could look forward to that texturing too.

Gwen's own transformation went on at the same time, though because of Andelen's meal stick digging deeper and deeper, her body thought the thing that needed the most urgent change was her internal organs before its lover outgrew it. So it outwardly looked like her changes stopped, but she could feel her organs expanding and shuffling around on the inside. Occasionally she would feel a sharp ache for a moment or an unusual burst of pleasure as organs squeezed into one another. Her midriff started to flatten out with her chest as its contents expanded. Once Andelen was large enough to easily reach them he licked her small udder and latched onto a teat. The udder itself was tender, so you had to be gentle with it, but the teats were more solid and she enjoyed having them nibbled on or yanked. Having a mouth full of fangs- Andelen had to be extremely careful about using his teeth. Gwen grunt and squirmed a bit, both from Andelen's penis reaching her cervix and bending a bit almost as if to turn around and double back, and from her organs getting too big for her still human body. She felt it compress against her upper chest and collar bones, and the top of her pelvis. Then with a hollow pop her spine got longer, and then again and again! Her torso stretched out into a longer barrel shape and her organs settled back down, finally having space. Her neck grew a bit longer than even her torso had, getting thicker at the base as it became longer.

Andelen's paws stretched into hands, though the digits were still quite thick to support the hooked spikes that were his claws, and the very tip and base of each digit was still occupied by a large bubble of flesh, retaining pads to walk on. This also meant less weight was on his claws, so they did not dull against the earth. His arms bulged quite large with muscle that seemed to surge in size up onto his shoulders and then his upper back bubbled up and tightened. In a strange sound that started as a whimper and ended in more of a weak roar his neck suddenly popped and grew longer. His neck grew in muscle first, causing the veins to fatten and bulge on the surface trying to get blood past all the too-tight meat. Then once it swelled almost obscenely thick the spine grew. It forced his neck to bend this way and that, new bone filling in the gaps created in the sudden movement with bone wedges which then expanded fully into vertebrae. The expansion of his neck synchronized with the growth of Gwen's torso, so when her expanding body angled his own back off of her, his neck stretched to curve up and over to remain latched onto a teat. Her vulva as well was angled down more by her torso expansion, so Andelen had no more trouble thrusting in than before.

Now with a full cervine throat, every sound of breathless words she spoke to Andelen were echoed with a musical high pitched, hollow sound as her voice box was now that of a doe. From her spine outward a layer of fine brown fur grew in, and the already forming fur just over her hooves started to race upward to meet it. When the coat touched her underside though, the hairs bleached white to match the white underside of her small tail. She could subtly feel a pressure in her skull, and Gwen alone could hear a sound almost like twisting bark as the bones in her head groaned with impending expansion. Gwen let out a high pitched yelp of pain as Andelen accidentally cut her thighs a bit trying to pull himself further up onto her enlarged body to thrust in more fully. He winced as his poor ears hurt from how high pitched the sound was. His ears were starting to shrink down though- slowly losing their form. He does not have external ears as a dragonkin.

As soon as Andelen thrust full in powerfully, his hips colliding with her big fuzzy rump set off the next change- announcing itself with a cracking sound so loud it almost sounded like someone firing a gun. His pelvis snapped completely in half- the broken edges bleeding new material as the bone expanded quickly. Rather than fuse together- when the two halves met again they shoved each other away, expanding his hips even further! The muscles in his thighs squirmed visibly under the skin and bulged even bigger as well as the base of his huge lashing tail! When finally the bone re-fused it was around four or five times the size, at least. It gave his entire torso a triangular figure when viewed from above or below, because of how much it expanded into his rump and tail. His entire form was growing in size now- his breathing was echoed with a low rumble now. He became large enough to mount Gwen's larger body now easily, and then so large he had to place his hands down in front of her legs to brace himself because she was no longer large enough to rest on, and then he became so large his chest rose up off of her. His skin started to look glossy as keratin sweat through and quickly hardened into sheets when touched with the open air. The scales forming off his hide were tear-shaped, with the pointed end sticking outward. They were gunmetal grey with a slight rose blush to them- but extremely shiny. His scales were glossy to the point you could see your reflection on him. His scrotum tightened in pleasure but did not relax between pulses- eventually pulling so tight his balls popped back into his torso. They quickly started to expand inside of him while the scrotum tightened itself into complete obscurity- dragons do not have external testicles. Their balls are almost the size of a football each however.

Gwen's scrunched her face up as the bridge of her nose started to harden. Cartilage was stiffening into actual bone, and then her skull itself expanded from her top jaw first. Her teeth were grit in her mouth from the sensations, causing the bottom jaw to feel like it was being dragged out along with the top because of their connection through her teeth, though it was coincidence only. Because her head expanded jaw first, her mouth projected first, this dragged out the bottom of her nose but not the top- and soon the angle became less and less severe. The bridge of her nose became more and more level with the top of her head as her face stretched forward. The end of her nose expanded a bit and the skin became textured- cool and damp to the touch. The flesh there turned black and the coloration connected down to her lips which turned black to match it. Now without human lips or tongue, her voice would fail her entirely. Gwen could only make deer sounds. Dragons are able to psychically connect to other creatures though, so she would have no problem communicating to Andelen and that was the only one she needed to talk to. She had been getting odd sounds and half-words in her thoughts that was him unintentionally sending thoughts to her. He had his memories back, but his brain was still transforming to be able to handle the full extent of his several lifetimes of knowledge. Gwen was fully transformed at this point- a doe rolled onto her back, making gleeful sounds of pleasure as the half dog dragon humped away, jiggling her teats around with the force of his thrusts.

Andelen arched his long neck back and let out a roar- you could hear the roar of fire in his voice as well from deep within. His muzzle started to get even longer and a bit wider as well, and his entire skull started to expand to accommodate. His ears shrank down and a bone ridge rose up into what was left of them, to form hard spurs pointing back over his ear holes, protecting them. Little bone spurs broke the skin over his eyes forming a bone spike brow. As his head expanded, his eyes remained relatively the same depth, causing them to sink a bit into his head, forming a long pit in the side of his face. This protected his eyes from harm, but did no so much hinder his vision, because the trench went from around his eyes to his nostrils at the end of his muzzle, allowing him to look down them and off the end of his very long narrow face. The skin on his chin started to calcify, almost appearing to drip off his face a bit, creating a cluster of broad but thin spikes that encapsulated his entire chin, making his lower jaw appear much larger than the top. The cool dark flesh of his canine nose stretched out and equalized with the rest, into two dragonic nostrils. There was a stiff ridge of flesh that ran from the end of his upper jaw and tapered off halfway up his long face, again protecting the softer parts of his face. His lips stiffened and formed a somewhat sharp edge, giving him somewhat of a beak-like ridge. His cheek muscles now controlled a curtain of soft flexible flesh on the inside that covered almost his entire mouth when it was closed, but pulled back horizontally when he opened his mouth and bunched up at the corners. This inner fold helped clean the fangs within.

Andelen looked surprised a moment and then quickly turned his head to the side and hurt his face when he both sneezed and coughed at the same time- and an explosion of fire burst from the end of his face! His flame glands were forming in his throat! There would be several of them up its very long length- they formed a different path than his throat that ran in front of it. So if you cut open a dragon's neck, you'd open its flame tract before you hit its arteries- which may prove more hazardous to the attacker than the dragon. The flesh under his jaw all the way to the base of his extremely long neck started to swell up, looking like a balloon being inflated. A dim orange glow could be seen inside, causing his veins to be visible caught between the light inside and outside. Dragon's breath is actually a unique fluid element that the dragonkin produce in their bodies from the materials they eat- it has a violent reaction to oxygen which causes it to explosively combust on contact. To build pressure, there is a long chamber down its neck where the dragon mixes air it has breathed in with the fluid and causes the flames to build up while still inside of it before breathing it out. Two sets of horns started to bud on Andelen's head causing him to groan before turning to the sky and releasing a pillar of flames from his maw! The stream of fire went several feet into the air before turning to super heated smoke and dissipating- and it lasted for several seconds. A moment later he groaned again and arched his neck as three bubbles of skin swelled up on the side and then burst in a cloud of smoke on either side! The holes it created widened till they were each large enough for a human to fit a finger inside of. Three holes on either side of the mid neck- these were smoke vents, to prevent exhaling smoke from robbing the dragon of its ability to smell.

As Andelen's scales grew over him, they did not all grow in at the same size. A strip of his underbelly, neck and underside of his tail was bare flesh- though firmer and bouncier than human flesh. The scales at the lower sides were tiny, then got increasingly large toward his spine- on the spine itself his scales had a triangular ridge in the middle and were each as large as a human hand- fingers included. The scales sat together firmly enough that their pointed ends were usually not a concern, but when angered or irritated, he will tense up and cause the scales to start to stand up a bit- their pointed ends making his body like the skin of a pineapple. The scales on his neck were especially long and large- so long that they hung off the sides of his neck like a blanket draped off him. When he vented his smoke, it hit the scales and billowed down and to the sides, causing his scales to make a hissing sound as they rattle together. The four horns on his head were not too long for the size of his head, about a third of the length of his face itself. He had no other horns or spikes save for a large hooked spike that grew in lastly from the end of his tail- facing straight down. Though it could easily be used as a weapon, it was for anchoring himself to the ground allowing him to scale steep cliffs or caves. Wyrm were subterranean dragon, so they do not grow wings. They make their roosts in the molten core.

Andelen reluctantly started to slip out of Gwen. She glanced back with wide eyes astonished at how much cock she managed to have inside of herself. Once he removed it she felt hollow- she was stretched so much by it that her body could not easily collapse back into place. The cock ran up to Andelen's chest even on his longer body- it was easily five feet long. The last foot was only about as thick around as a ping pong ball, but by the time you got to the base the shaft was as thick as a fire hydrant. It was mostly pink, but started to become dappled grey-pink toward the base. It was so long that you could actually see his pulse travel up the shaft- it was too large for the entire thing to throb at the same time. The ridge of bumps on the top made it look sort of like a rip-cord.

*As much as I would like to continue...*

Gwen flipped back over and slowly got to her feet- a bit wobbly because having her legs up in the air like that drained a lot of the blood out of them.

*We need to become whole again!*

He sighed searing hot air. *I am hesitant to join you only because it will be lonely without you.*

Her ears lowered a little. *Yea, apart we are two people, but whole we are only one. We can find others to talk to though! Heck even humans- they are no longer in a position where they can goad power over anything. They will not react violently to our presence simply because they as a species no longer have the power to be violent.*

He chuckled, making a bit of smoke leak from his vents. *The lives of Andelen and Gwen are so short lived. But there is so much of you I wish to have back.*

*We are no longer whole without the other.*

She turned her rump to him again- this time while fully standing- and flicked her tail up to invite him in. Andelen stood up, leaning far back and pushing the thick base of his tail into the ground to balance himself while upright. He grasped her but cheeks and guided himself in. When he thrust in he fell forward, knowing she would not catch him this time. He caught the ground under them and braced himself on all fours- Gwen's back sunk into his chest like it was made of liquid! Her own body became fluid and where the two met, they started to disperse into one another. Andelen knelt further down, crossing his arms as if to embrace her as he knelt his weight onto his elbows now and sunk down low enough to take her entire form into his larger body. He started to grow again in size all over. It felt like his muscles and nerves had a mind of their own suddenly- twitching and sending signals as if he were being touched without anything actually being there. Memories that were not his started to fade into existence in his mind, and a second train of thought appeared- for the time being making their thoughts a jumble. They had both been through this twice before, so they both thought of darkness- a void. One cannot think about literally nothing, so they thought of nothing as a concept. If they both have a single unified, simple mindset then they cannot interrupt each others thoughts. They did not need to think of anything till this transition was complete.

Andelen's legs stretched much longer without actually changing mass. His thighs remained massive orbs of muscle, but the rest of his leg narrowed as it stretched quite long. The finger-like clawed toes started to fuse together as his cannon bone stretched longer with mass stolen from his digits. His claws unified and formed a cloven hoof- a giant sized deer hoof. The dew claws remained just regular dragon claws though, making them both longer and much sharper than on a deer. His arms stretched a bit longer than his legs did, making them also a bit more thin- and his hands shrank in size as well to contribute to the proportional change, making them look almost comically small compared to the rest of him. Gwen's hoof mass bled through the skin, forming a narrow rectangular wedge of keratin off the second segment of all his fingers. The pads in his hands shrank away, though did not vanish completely. Now rather than walk on his pads- the hoof wedges allowed him to walk on his knuckles similar to how a gorilla does. Otherwise his clawed hands remained the same- so quite close to a human in overall shape.

He smiled as he felt the bone of his horns starting to slide out of his skull further. *My crown!* *Our crown!* Andelen winced as they both thought at the same time, causing his head to ache a bit from the confused thoughts.

All four horns pointed backward in a short, lazy arch but now grew two different ways. The front horns started to arch upward in a very broad curve and then forward, hooking back toward his head slightly at the ends, but also the horn itself changed. The surface became a bit more supple but also more gnarled looking, turning from keratin to bark! The base remained keratin but the end of the horns were now wood! The horns behind that remained the same material, but grew very, very long as well. Almost completely straight, with a few very subtle bends in them, they pointed off the back of his head and hovered over his backside. In past incarnations they had hung jewels from these horns. Tines like those of a deer antler started to divide from his front horns turning them to antlers, but the tines were all equally spaced and grew almost identical in size. Then even tinier branches from those and plump green buds all over it- it was blooming!

*Almost...* Their thoughts rang in unison.

The buds burst open into bunches of leaves all at once, causing an explosion of green from their antlers as two large plumes of small leaves now shaded their head.

*One now.* The two lines of thought were now only one. Glen had the memories of both Gwen and Andelen, as well as their past lives, and their past lives as Glen, the forest guardian.

*Ha-aaaaaah~* Glen arched its neck low and fell back onto its butt from the sudden pleasure in its loins.

Glen fired out a quickly dissipating white smoke from its vents- smelling now of incense. Its cock started to bob aggressively as the throbbing increased. The dick itself started to shrink a bit, causing the nerves inside to tighten and rub against one another! The space that housed its balls also began to shrank as the flesh below started to loosen quickly- once again forming a scrotum to catch the balls in! The deer genes were forcing its nuts to be external again! The bare flesh on its underbelly bloomed into shaggy brown deer fur, starting from his upper neck and racing all the way down. The scales in the upper middle of its tail broke off to let out a thin stripe of white fur down the top of the tail only. Brown on the bottom and white on top- deer colors inverted. Hollow pops echoed in its rib cage as its torso alone started to grow longer. One and then the other testicle popped out and landed heavily in the scrotum- each about the width of a football from end to end. The scrotum was part of the flesh that had remained bare- so once it was filled a fine layer of fur covered it as well. Glen leaned back and used its very long narrow arms to reach down and grab its dick, one hand below the other on the later half of the phallus that it could actually reach, and masturbated. The penis had shrank a bit thanks to deer genes but not a lot- it was still very large. Glen did not close its grasp completely around the shaft, keeping a slight gap between thumb and fingers for the ridge of bumps to pass through- its hands were not particularly soft nor wet and it did not want to give itself friction burn. It did not however take long for it to reach climax thanks to all the other feelings going on without its control- and for how worked up it still was from Andelen thrusting it into Gwen. It fired long ropes of cum into the air that landed with a heavy slap against the ground, being absorbed into the soil almost immediately. A few moments after each blast hit- it was replaced with a cluster of stark white mushrooms! Appropriately, the mushrooms were quite phallic in shape.

Glen's massive meat pillar started to soften finally and retract, but as it did, the opening at its base where it drew back into the body revealed itself to be longer than necessary. There was a vaginal opening directly below the shaft. It took a deep breath and thrust its chest out feeling the final touches taking root. A warm pressure, then a slight tingling pleasure, and then a tightness in the skin as fat deposits grew. Dragons do not have mammary glands- they are not true reptiles since they have hot blood not cold, but they do still lay eggs. Glen is half deer though, and a deer is a mammal. Four rose hue bumps stuck out from the edge of the fur on its chest and then pushed out on hills of fat. The top two did not grow especially large compared to Glen, though to a human each would still be absolutely huge. The second set of breasts never evolved past shallow hills, though the teats were still just as plump and floppy. The teats were tender and supple- though the flesh of the breasts was quite taught even after the growth stopped, so they did not swing around- they jiggle easily, but do not fully bounce or swing. The fur fell out from the surface of the breasts as they grew out, and for a short strip of flesh under them, but went completely up to the cleavage on top. The outer facing sides of the breasts were also encompassed by tiny little coin-sized scales, but they stopped before they touched the center of the breasts.

Thin roots grew between scales, hugging Glen's back pleasantly. Small clusters of flowers appeared here and there on its hide, and a mat of moss took to growing at the very top of its spine. Its antlers grew even thicker, causing the tines to grow longer and branch more- spreading the canopy of lush green leaves still larger. Glen stepped lightly through the forest with a smile along its very long and narrow face. Its entire body was very long and narrow, its neck and tail, torso and especially legs. Any plant that was within twenty feet of Glen's body as it walked through the woods, immediately started to grow in size, and bare whatever fruit or flower it would have during its sexual maturity. When Glen breathed heavily, it came out as a heavy white smoke that quickly dissipated as it pooled against the ground for only a moment, but then the ground it touched exploded into life. Glen has the power to create life from nothing- breathing into even desolate sands it can spawn plants that had not left seeds there! For the third time over, Glen is the guardian of the forest, the dragon that breaths life!