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[b][u][center]A Transformative Road Trip

Part 2

For Engy

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

The first wish was just that the inside of the car was bigger. Engy didn’t mind keeping the outside the same – and in fact, there was a large part of him that wanted the nostalgic outside part of the car to stay the same – but Drac had been right. The inside needed to be a lot bigger to fit two dragons, particularly with both their tails, Drac’s wings, and everything else that they had at that point.

Once that expansion had been done, they both slid inside, the yellow dragon in the driver’s seat, the black dragon on the passenger side. Engy stretched out his legs, finding it surprisingly easy to get comfortable, almost more so than the car had been before. It was properly dragon-sized, and the seats were made so that there were holes for their tails and wings in the back.

As he got comfortable, he noticed that the black dragon was glancing down at his feet. He chuckled.

“I wish I had sandals.”

“That’s not much of a transformation,” Draconicon complained.

“It’s a transformation from barefoot to shod, isn’t it?”

“…Fair.”

As Drac snapped his fingers, a pair of comfortable leather sandals appeared on the yellow dragon’s feet, spreading out and covering the bottom before wrapping like curious snakes up between his toes and along his ankles. He smiled, wiggling his toes as Drac settled back against his seat.

“Any reason?”

“Well, I don’t want to be tickled all the way to…wherever we’re going.”

“Heh, fair enough.”

“And I know you’ll be staring the whole way.”

“So?”

“So, I want to make sure that my bare feet are a reward. A treat. Not something that you get all the time.”

“Heh, who says I’d be staring the whole time?”

“Mr. Big Foot who loves Big Bare Feet?”

“…They’re not that big…”

Engy grinned despite himself, cracking his neck to either side as he put his hands on the wheel. It was so much roomier and more comfortable in the car now, and he had to admit, he rather liked the musky smell that was already permeating it. It was mostly Drac’s scent, coming off of the black dragon’s cock, balls, feet, probably his whole body. Either way, it got his cock twitching a bit, and he kept looking out of the corner of his eye at his friend.

Drac was…well, temperamental was one way to put it. The big guy had a lot of things that he enjoyed, but it was always a crapshoot which one he would enjoy at that specific moment. Sometimes the black dragon liked being in charge, sometimes he liked being on the bottom. Sometimes he liked getting his dick wet, sometimes he liked getting it completely locked up.

The sheer variety was going to make the trip fun even without the magic, but with it…

“Hey, Drac?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you make this car self-driving?”

“I thought you liked driving?”

“Yeah, for an hour. Not all day.”

“Heh. Well, I could. How automated are you thinking?”

“Huh…let me think about that.”

“While you’re thinking, you might want to make another wish.”

“Oh? Why?”

“There’s a cop coming down the road, and he might have a bit of a freak-out if he sees two dragons and doesn’t expect it.”

Yelping, Engy grabbed at the mirror hanging from the ceiling. Sure enough, there was a cop car coming down the road, and while its lights weren’t on, it was slowing down and pulling over to come to a stop behind them. He huffed hard.

“Oh god, oh god.”

“Engy, Engy. You got a genie, remember?”

“I know, I know.”

“Just make a wish.”

“I, uh, I wish that he didn’t think dragons were weird?”

“And?”

“And that it’s normal for him to see naked people?”

“There you go.”

Drac snapped his fingers, and the entire car filled with a strange black fire. It swooshed from one end to the other, and then it was done. The cop parked behind them, and Engy gripped the steering wheel with a death grip, unable to help himself as the mustached cop pulled himself from his vehicle and walked up to the driver’s side down.

“Problem, officer?” he asked, looking outside.

“Nah, just checking on you,” the cop said, pulling his sunglasses down. “Everything alright? Nothing broken?”

“No, no, nothing wrong.”

“Why are you parked off to the side of the road, son?”

“Uh…just needed some air.”

“…Are you sure you’re okay?”

No more ‘son’, which meant that the cop was starting to get suspicious. He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the black dragon, who didn’t seem bothered in the least. Damn smug –

Wait. He had a genie. And that meant…

Engy slowly turned back to the cop, and his face split into a grin. The cop arched an eyebrow, and the yellow dragon chuckled.

“I wish you were just a horny little pig.”

“What?! You little – ah…ah…”

Drac’s fingers made their signature click, and just like that, the cop was leaning against the driver’s side door. He was already gasping, shivering, his fingers darkening at the tip. The gloves the cop wore ripped apart as his fingers started getting longer, then started merging together, becoming something more like trotters than proper digits.

Engy watched with shock, his eyes wide, hardly believing that he actually had the power to see this happen, to make it happen. Yet, even as he stared, his cock throbbed that little bit harder under his robe. The cop’s belly started to fill out, forcing his shirt up and out of his pants, and his nipples got bigger, showing through his shirt. The shape of piercings started to show through the uniform top, too, and he slowly shook his head in amazement.

As the cop lifted his head up, his nose and his lips were slowly pushing forward, getting longer and forming a snout right then and there. His teeth started to grind, pushing up and out, forming boar-like tusks as he started to hump the air. Despite the whole situation, Engy giggled to himself.

“Heh, little piggy likes this, huh?”

“You – oink! Oink-oink!”

The cop had no chance to actually respond. He just stared straight ahead, oinking through the transformation, his skin going from tanned to pale to pink. Little wrinkles started to show up here and there, and new bristle-whiskers replaced his mustache. He huffed and puffed, his ass pushing back against the back of his pants, starting to fill them out so quickly that it looked like he was going to –

RIIIIIP!

Engy’s cock throbbed against the underside of the steering wheel as he watched the transformation happen in real time. The whole thing was impossible, but hot as hell. It was happening. It was really happening.

The cop stumbled back, his shirt falling open like a vest rather than a proper shirt, and his pants were ruined. Big balls were filling in the front, forcing the zipper down, exposing a rising shaft that was getting bigger and thicker…but not getting hard. Engy chuckled to himself, gripping his cock.

“Guess you’re done fucking people over, aren’t you?”

“Oink…nnngh…mmmph…”

“Is he okay, Drac?” he asked, watching as the cop fell back against a nearby tree, fumbling with his soft dick. “He’s not going to be hurt or anything, right?”

“He’ll be fine. Just a bit overwhelmed right now.”

“Promise?”

“Promise. I don’t hurt people when I change them. He’s gonna be a happy pig, but not a dumb one.”

“Thanks,” he said, letting out a little sigh despite himself. Much fun as it was to see someone change, he didn’t want to completely dick the guy over. Not this time, at least.

As the cop’s transformation continued, his feet ripping through his shoes and becoming hooves, his gut hanging down just enough to push at his dick, his chest a bit full of muscle and size as he played with his pierced nipples, Engy just watched and enjoyed the show. The pants became something more like assless chaps, showing off both those big balls and that big ass, and the pig kept snorting as he played with himself.

The fact that he had the power to turn someone like that, the fact that he could do this whenever he wanted during this little road trip, had his cock as hard as steel.

The pig rolled over, starting to fondle his ass cheeks, squeezing them as he hunched his hips and thrust against the ground, humping the mud that was at the base of the tree. The black dragon and the yellow one watched the show with smiles on their faces, only turning away when they looked at each other. With a jiggling, fat-assed pig just outside, Engy felt like their fun had only just begun, and he reached out and hugged the black dragon around the shoulders.

“Thanks, man.”

“Heh, you’re welcome.”

“No, seriously. Thanks. Thanks for…for the fun, and for being there.”

“Hey, it’s what I do.” Drac patted him on the back, then stretched his legs out. “So, about the car…”

#

They were a little delayed setting off, though that was only because Engy kept thinking of new ideas for the car. Seat heaters were the beginning – ones that worked, at least – and then there was the navigation system, then the self-driving system, then the tinted windows, then –

“I still think you should have let me make it a flying car,” Engy grumbled.

“It would have made it rather conspicuous to everyone else.”

“We could have made it invisible.”

“And then run into any number of other problems.”

“Well, we could have made people ignore it.”

“Do you want to be ignored?”

“…You just have an answer for everything, don’t you?”

“Yep.”

Once more, the black dragon started lifting his feet to put them on the dashboard, and once more Engy slapped them down. Much as the car was better now, he wasn’t going to get footprints all over the leather front. Not yet, at least. Maybe later, if he started getting a kink for them himself.

He looked ahead at the road, seeing that the freeway was starting to clog with a fair number of cars. He looked down at the buttons that were on the large console in front of him, grinning almost madly as he imagined what he might do with all the buttons.

There were hundreds of them, making the inside of the car look like something out of Speed Racer. He could do anything that he wanted, near enough, from making the car bounce forward on springs to making mad science ray guns pop out. He could have aimed a few lasers at the cars ahead and turned them into birds, opening up a pathway for him to drive through, or he could have shrunk the car and driven under them.

He was almost like the main character of an anime series now, and it felt pretty darn good.

As he leaned forward, mechanical hands popped out of the back of his seat, slowly rubbing his shoulders and working down his spine. He groaned in appreciation, rolling his head to the left and then to the right to really enjoy the feeling that they provided.

“That’s great, Drac. Thanks.”

“Massage chairs. Required on longer trips.”

“Heh, you learned that on all the flights?”

“And on the one road trip I did. The west coast is not great for rest stops, sometimes.”

He nodded, remembering some of his experiences with that. The long times that he had spent in the driver’s seat had left him stiff, sore, and more than a little anxious in the past. With the massaging hands, the gentle seat heat, the way that the whole thing was more like a chair-shaped goo than a rough thing of metal and fabrics, the whole thing was far more comfortable to drive in.

And that wasn’t even getting into the other modifications just yet.

“So, think we should just blaze through, Drac? Or should we try something –”

“I’m fine with just waiting.”

“Come oooooon, I want to test this stuff out.”

“Eager beaver, aren’t you?”

“Duh!”

Engy chuckled, running his fingers along the buttons on the console. They really were just a treasure trove of fun waiting to be tinkered with. With this sort of set-up, he could do just about anything to the world outside the car, and nothing could get in. The whole thing was an armored tank of transformation, now, able to do whatever he needed it to do while not letting anything outside get through that he didn’t want to.

They’d already done several little modifications as they’d driven down the freeway. He’d turned one road-rager into an angry gorilla that had hopped out and started screaming at the sky. He’d turned one car into a mechanical steed that leaped off the road. He’d even gone so far as to drive under a wreck by shrinking the car and going under the fire and flames before getting out on the other side so he didn’t have to wait.

He could do so much more…

“So, I’m guessing that we’re sticking around Tennessee for a while?” Drac asked, interrupting his chain of thoughts.

“Huh?”

“We’re not on any sort of southbound route, so I’m guessing we’re sticking to this state for a while.”

“Well…If that’s alright, yeah.”

“Hey, there’s plenty of stuff to mess with out here.”

The black dragon reclined his chair further back than any normal car would have allowed, and more to the point, far further than would have been safe in any normal car. He didn’t have the slightest bit of embarrassment about reaching down and starting to masturbate, either, stroking his cock slowly. Engy blushed, looking away, all of a sudden more self-conscious of himself.

That was the only real downside to all this being real. He had the occasional reminder that it was really, really real, and that was just a little hard to deal with sometimes.

The yellow dragon looked down at the console again, and sighed. He could transform more stuff later, he supposed. For now, he could just lean back and let himself enjoy the ride. Some of the hands came around, pulling his robes to the side, and he let them get a grip on his dick. Mechanical hands weren’t quite as soft as the real thing, but they did have a tight grip, and they were determined to do their job, heh.

Still, they were pleasant enough. He leaned back, trying to relax as he got a handjob from his own car. He glanced out of the corner of his eyes and shook his head. Drac was getting his feet licked by yet another new addition to the car, and the black dragon was groaning shamelessly.

“Why are you so comfortable with this?”

“You spend enough time – mmmph – putting these things together, you stop being embarrassed by it when it happens.”

“How long did that take?”

“Eh, a few years.”

“…I hope it goes faster for me,” Engy said, groaning and curling his toes in his sandals as the mechanical hands did their work. They were definitely efficient, doing everything that they could to keep him hard and horny, and he had to admit that they were keeping him more than a little excited.

He tried to close his eyes and focus on that. Fun as this was, he wasn’t sure how to…well, embrace this weird fun. It was like he was finally given permission to enjoy his fantasies, but –

“Engy.”

“Mmmph. Sorry.”

“It’s alright.” Drac patted his thigh. “Seriously. Just have fun with this. That’s all that we’re doing. Having fun.”

“Yeah, I know…”

“And besides, if anyone starts getting upset, you have me here. And this time, you can just wish them to fuck off.”

“Heh…”

“And you know what I really want to do before we leave Tennessee?”

“What?”

“I want to head to that stupid statue that you showed me and turn it into something even stupider.”

“HA!” Engy laughed, throwing his head back. “Oh god, I don’t think that’s possible.”

“We can try.”

“Hehehehe…yeah…yeah, we can…thanks, Drac.”

“No problem.”

“Oh, um…Drac?”

“Yeah?”

“I think I’m stuck.”

The black dragon sat up, his white eyes flicking over to the headrest. Engy blushed, feeling the little spine-horns on the back of his head jammed right into the seat. There was a moment of total silence before Drac shook his head.

“How did you –”

“I don’t know! I’m not used to having horns!”

“Alright, alright. Hang on.”

#

They were a good three hours away from where they’d started, and Engy’s stomach was starting to rumble. Loudly, too, for that matter, enough for the black dragon to hear it from where he was napping. He opened one white eye, and Engy blushed.

“That bad?”

“That loud. How long has it been since you ate?”

“Uh…eight hours?”

“…We’re stopping somewhere.”

“Come on, it’s not that bad.”

“It’s bad enough that your stomach is threatening to riot on you in the middle of the freeway,” Drac said, sitting up properly. “What’s nearby?”

“Um…Let me just…navigation. Navigation!”

“[i]Initiation Porn Menu Navigation.[/i]”

“NO! I meant maps!”

“[i]Opening maps.[/i]”

“You know that it’s just me here, right?” Drac asked as the yellow dragon blushed up a storm. “I know what you like, and it’s not like you can surprise me.”

“I know, I know, it’s…habit.”

Engy shook his head, looking at the screen just to the right of the wheel. It was another upgrade, something that he’d rather liked getting. Almost like a tablet built into the car, except that it had better voice activation – mostly – than the average tablet, and it had a lot more finger room to move around. That was particularly good, what with dragon-sized hands these days. It was more comfortable, for sure.

He flicked through the map, looking for any good food that might be around. His go-to was McDonalds, if only because he loved those nuggets – [i]Nuggets![/i] – but there were other options in the area. Lots of fast food, a lot of fried chicken, and –

The yellow dragon stopped as he saw one particular logo, his face lighting up with a grin as he realized the possibilities. He yanked the wheel on the car, almost sending them into a spin as he darted for the nearest exit. Drac yelped, almost flying over to the window before he grabbed hold of the car.

They were zooming up the exit ramp when the black dragon managed to get comfortable again, shaking his head.

“And…where are we going?”

“Oh, somewhere fun.”

“I’m guessing probably not a Hooters.”

“No. Well, not this time, but breasts are going to be a thing. A big thing. A big, big, big thing.”

“Heh, you and big things.”

“You and big dicks and big feet.”

“It’s…come on, really?”

“Mr. Big Foot Lover, hehehehe,” he chuckled, taking another turn and making his way away from the freeway. “Someone shows off a big sweaty foot, and suddenly all you can think of is getting under it and grinding your face into their sole, smearing their smell all over your face, and –”

“You’re a dick, you know that?”

“Hehehe, got you stiff, didn’t I?”

“Yes, you did. Now, the question is, are you going to deliver on that?”

“Nope. Don’t deliver. Only do take-out.”

“…You’re all kinds of hyper right now, aren’t you?”

“Ooooooh yeah.”

“Any chance I get to hear why you’re so wound up?”

“Heheheh, not yet.”

Engy was already grinning from ear to ear at the idea that had come to mind as soon as he’d seen the logo on the map. He’d already been planning a good deal of fuckery with the state and the people in it ever since he and Drac had discussed the TF road trip as a concept. Now that it was real, it was just a matter of finding the right places to do it, and this seemed to be a perfect first stop.

They took a turn just a bit too fast, and his car almost went up on the curb. A half-moment of panic passed as Drac slammed his foot down, bringing the car back down by sheer force of impact.

“…Thanks,” he said, taking a deep breath.

“No problem. Mind telling me where we’re going now?”

“Well…food.”

“Engy…”

He blushed, rubbing the back of his head. The black dragon chuckled.

“Are we going for nuggets?”

“Um…kinda? Not right away, though.”

“Then…okay, I’m completely in the dark.”

“Well, big dumb feet means a big dumb – mmmph!”

He must have pushed the dragon just a bit too far, because that next bit of magic wasn’t something that he’d wished for. Engy gripped at his snout, closed as it was by ephemeral black flames pushing on the top and bottom. His friend leaned his head to the side, looking him in the eye as they came to a stoplight.

“Teasing is fun. But come on. Now. Tell me, what’s going on?”

The magic faded, and Engy took a deep breath. He flexed his mouth a few times, just to make sure that it still worked the way that it was supposed to. It was easy to forget that Drac could switch around on him like that. The dragon might have some fun subby buttons that came up from time to time, but he had to remember that the big guy could also just shut everything down without even trying.

“Well…Don’t get mad, okay?”

“Oh, boy, never a good sign.”

“It’s just a short stop.”

“Where at?”

“…Chick-Fil-A?” he said, trailing off on the last syllable.

“WHAT?!”

And the entire car hopped at that moment, almost jumping right off of the street and over the car just ahead of them. Engy yelped, barely pinned to his own seat by the various mechanical arms that were all over the place. Even when they came back down, he was grateful for the auto-driver upgrade, because there was no way that he was going to get his hands to the wheel again with the black dragon’s wings flapping all over the place in indignation.

“Are you joking with me?! There’s no way, no [i]way[/i] in hell that I am stepping through those doors. Oh, maybe some people think it’s just ‘so good’ and that ‘oh, it’s worth it for the fries’ or – FUCK THEM! Fuck all that bullshit for the stuff that the company as a whole has done. Fuck that fat cow of a company right over the hill and back again for all the stuff that they sponsor. They’re not getting a dime, not even a PENNY out of my hoard, you hear me? Not one fucking –”

The mechanical arms released him, and he immediately went into damage control, swerving the car this way and that, ducking his friend’s wings, and doing his best to avoid hitting anybody. There were times when they had to do an emergency shrink to avoid hitting something, and there were other times that he had to engage the springs to jump over other cars – hell, once over a cargo truck – and one time, when Drac swung his wings out too far, Engy accidentally hit the console and turned an entire parking lot of used cars into cats. And not housecat-sized cats, either.

As a pack of felines that would have done Studio Ghibli proud yowled and pounced through the town, he finally managed to bring the car up to the parking lot of the Chick-Fil-A that he’d seen on the map, all while Drac was still ranting away. He put the car into park, and the black dragon flopped back in his chair, arms crossed.

“I’ll have you know that I’m not getting out of the car for this. Not no way, not no how. Not unless you’re going to wish me to blow this place off the map.”

“Drac –”

“I swear, they’d be better off –”

“DRAC!”

This time, it was his turn to shout someone into submission, and while it wasn’t something that he particularly enjoyed, he knew how to do it. The black dragon paused in his ranting diatribe long enough for Engy to shut off the car, and stayed that way as the yellow dragon turned in his seat.

“We’re not here for food.”

“…Oh.”

“No. We’re just here to fuck with things. I had a great idea as soon as I saw the logo.”

“Heh…It better be good, for this.”

“How do you feel about some biiiiiiig breasts and thighs?”

“…”

The black dragon’s lips slowly turned up in a grin, and Engy knew that they were on the same wavelength. With all the purity and prudishness that the company preached, the idea of spreading a little debauchery, adding some thicc-ness to the workers, and generally making things a little more sensual was more than slightly appealing. They both nodded to each other and hopped out of the car. Drac snapped his fingers as he did, and Engy felt a sudden shimmer of black flames run over him and his robe.

“What was that?”

“Just making us look human to them.”

“I didn’t wish for that.”

“No, but you didn’t wish for me to be invisible either, or for me to not spark a giant riot by walking in with my dick out, for that matter.”

“…Fair.”

It was another moment that reminded him that he was in good hands. Drac was pretty good at thinking things through, most of the time. Better than he was, considering some of the impulse stuff that he did. His friend would help him keep track of things that he didn’t think of, and while they were playing at the genie stuff, he knew that Drac wouldn’t be that kind of genie. It wouldn’t turn into the sort of game when he was the one getting dicked over all the time.

They stepped into the restaurant, and immediately they were almost assaulted with all the sweat, oil, and volume of the sort of people that he had grown to quietly despise. The employees, not so much – he could see that they were working their asses off behind the counter – but the customers? Oh, they were already getting on his nerves. Newspapers and magazines and phone articles were up and pointed at, talking about the problems in big government and worse.

He clenched his jaw so hard that it hurt, and Drac had to pat his arm gently to take his mind off of it.

“Let’s sit down, huh?”

“Yeah…yeah, let’s do that.”

They picked a seat near the door, and the first thing that he wished for was that it was a little cooler. Drac dropped the temperature by about ten degrees, and almost immediately, everyone – most of them dressed for the height of summer – went quiet with a groan of contentment. That turned to gasps of shock when everyone seemed to drop half an inch of height.

“Drac…”

“Just making sure that they don’t get too comfortable,” the black dragon said.

“Give them their shoes back.”

“Fiiiiine.”

And just like that, they were back to their normal height. Drac leaned back, resting his hands behind his head.

“So, how do you want to do this?”

“Well, I’m thinking a bit of TF by sale?”

“I like the sound of that. Anything else?”

“Well…let’s see…”

Was he going too far? Maybe just a bit, but if not now, when? It was time for him to indulge a little bit.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Engy and Drac continue to modify the car, and then set out on a little trip with magic and mischief in mind...at least, once they deal with the cops.

Tags: M/solo, M/M, dragon, human, pig, magic, transformation, clothes ripping, car changes, mechanical arms, masturbation, foot fetish, barefoot, teasing, friends, genie, series, erection, nudity,