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Rinnal in the Swamps

Written by: TiranMaster

Inspired by the works of: Grovedev & Sirizike

The swamp was nasty, full of plants that wanted to either fuck him or trap him, and both Jaler and the rookie had vanished. All in all, Rinnal wasn't having a fun time as he kicked another phallic shaped enemy away from himself, all too aware that they would latch onto him. A blush ran across the orange drakes' cheeks as the thought came to the forefront of his mind, how good it had really felt. Even just the thought made Rinnal's cock stir with excitement, the brawler managed to temper his excitement though with a few pants and thoughts on finding his allies.

All throughout the area Rinnal could see slugs seething about in the waters and under bushes, they were horny little creatures, much like many others that Rinnal had seen. He'd been fortunate not to run into too many of them, though he had to stifle a chuckle as he remembered Jaler having the misfortune of fighting one. The veteran hadn't beaten it in time, so with a few spews of some rather pungent looking goo, his clothes had been stripped away much to Rinnal's amusement, and the rookies' horror. Thankfully they were all careful to carry around armor repair kits, so the red drake hadn't had to go around nude for long... though Rinnal would be lying if he said he hadn't taken a look at the other drake's "sword".

Rinnal was so busy that he nearly stepped on one of the slugs, the creature which immediately took advantage and pounced at the brawler. The orange dragon, while big, was also surprisingly agile as he leapt away from the creature. Glowing green, the creature seemed to let out a disappointed whimper as it turned about to face him once more. "Sorry, little buddy, but I have no intention of having any sort of fun with you. Your pals around here are plenty horny enough without me joining in on the 'fun'," he growled, and with a powerful kick he launched the creature off into the woods.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Rinnal devoted himself to looking once more, though not before he heard something off in the distance. The sound was reminiscent of a dragon's roar, but... wrong, gooier somehow? Shrugging, Rinnal continued on his way, smiling to himself peacefully as he imagined smashing through some of the trees. Maybe if he did that, the others would find him faster, then he could be on his way to eating some delicious buns. Now that he thought about it though, he'd not seen that blue drake in a while... what was his name? Oh right, Grove, he was an odd one, though he seemed polite enough.

The swamp didn't really lighten up for some time, the only source of light he could see was an occasional pod, and Rinnal knew the way they shifted and shook that he didn't want to get near them. Walking through a particularly heavy set of bushes though, he was surprised to find himself in front of a beautiful lake. The water glistened pristinely, the scent in the air was fragrant, and the orange drake even thought he spotted a chest in the distance. "Well, at least this can't be bad!" Putting off finding his companions for the moment, Rinnal stripped off his gear and climbed into the water, letting out a long relaxed sigh as he allowed the water to carry away the grime of the swamp.

If he hadn't been facing towards a particularly heavy set of foliage, Rinnal would have missed the blue figure walking out of the woods. At its feet were several slugs, all of them bouncing and purring about the figure, rubbing up against his shiny blue legs. At first the orange drake didn't recognize him, instead seeing a strange shiny bluish-green creature that reminded him of the slugs, but as it drew closer he realized with a deep breath that he recognized the shape vaguely. "Grove... is that you?" he asked, climbing to his feet. It was only with a little shame that he remembered he was nude, but at that moment it didn't matter as much as what had happened to the other dragon.

Green lines ran up the shiny gut of the blue dragon, pulsing ever so slightly every now and again, his body squishing slightly when he moved. Now that he was closer, Rinnal realized that he was holding a slug in his hands, petting it slowly as he seemed to be watching the orange drake. "Grove... do you need some help?" the brawler asked cautiously, allowing his body to fall into its natural fighting position. "Looks like you have some... strange company."

Grove's head had apparently been consumed by one of the slugs, and yet it also looked very natural... as if they'd merged. That didn't comfort the brawler, he also noticed how slowly the dragon's tail was moving back and forth, methodically... thoughtfully. Rinnal didn't notice the slugs gathering from behind him until it was too late, until he was surrounded, and Grove was growing closer still. The blue drake was fully erect, and yet his cock even seemed to have been subsumed by the slugs, a rubbery phallus with green lights that was throbbing and letting out rather lewd noises. " A new guardian. " Grove finally spoke, his voice stranger, a bit more of a gurgle, his stomach sloshing while he drew nearer.

" Our hive needs more guardians, more protectors, more like me.

The voice wasn't good, his words dripped with corruption, and though Rinnal hadn't seen it often he did recognize the tells. Without another word, the brawler struck out at the blue drake, clenching his jaws as he attempted to beat Grove with a single punch. "Sorry, Grove, I'll just have to beat some sense back into ya!" His attack landed... and uncomfortably squished into the other dragon, like he was made of goo rather than scale and bone. "What?!" he grunted.

Grove reacted quickly, the slug still in his hand being lashed out and wrapping itself around Rinnal's crotch. " There is no need for struggling, submit, enjoy. " He sounded so happy, and Rinnal shouted in a mix of panic and pleasure as the slug sank onto his cock and started to eagerly plunge away on his manhood.

"No! Shit, Grove, cut this out! Fight, get that thing out of your head!" Rinnal's words were falling on deaf ears though, the gooey Grove was walking behind him, grabbing his arms and legs, knocking him down onto his knees. "Grove!" Rinnal shouted again, louder this time, hoping that the rookie or the veteran might hear him.

A good host, a delicious host, you will make for a good guardian! Another voice, this one in his head, somehow in tune with the suckling sounds from his crotch. RInnal moaned as he found himself growing incredibly hard, his breath coming in deep puffs of air, his balls churning in excitement. Don't fight, enjoy, play with us, love us! It was hard to disagree when the slug was so fucking good at making him feel this good.

From behind him Grove spoke to something else, not Rinnal, though the dragon could barely make out the words over those in his head and his own sexual moans. "Come over, he's ready, you can have him." The brawler could only make out part of the words, but what he did understand he knew wasn't good. Flexing his muscles normally would've made most opponents break their grip, but whatever had happened to Grove had made him far stronger.

Something slid onto the back of his neck, something cold... wait, now it was warm... and crawling over his face! Rinnal thrashed as he felt the thing sliding over his eyes, blacking out the word, filling his mouth. All the dragon could do was let out a small roar of protest as he was brought to climax, his entire body throbbing with the powerful orgasm, the slug around his cock eagerly gobbling up the dragon's jism. That seemed a distant thought though, the slug that had climbed onto his head was far more important, it was sinking into his thoughts... deep into his mind. Purple surrounded his vision, the slug exuding powerful corruptive magics, all of which were focused right into Rinnal.

The dragon groaned and thrashed even as the magic was fusing the two of them together, he bit his lip as two rubber protrusions latched onto his nipples, causing him insane pleasure. With the changes occurring, Rinnal started to exude slime all over his body, his scales becoming smoother and smoother until his body looked just as rubbery and flexible as the slugs about him. His head was morphing into a softer shape, his mind riddled with corrupted thoughts of protection, of safekeeping, of the Hive. Letting out a long moan, Rinnal knew that he wasn't escaping... and that felt good[/color.

Grove had released him by this point, his fellow guardian, he couldn't wait to test out that similarly delicious body. Clambering to his feet, Rinnal moaned as he felt slime sloshing around in his enlarged gut, aware that it now carried the same goo that could eat through clothing as the other slugs. He was one of them now, a slug, Rinnal turned to Grove and the pair couldn't help but embrace. The feeling of another, to be able to touch each others' lovely perfect bodies. The pair grinded up against one another, and though he'd just cum a short while ago, Rinnal's new rubbery shaft was already erect much to the pairs' delight.

They knew that would come later though, they looked to the slugs, members of their Hive, they had a job to do. So allowing the slugs to clamber over their bodies, they walked back into the woods where Grove had originally walked out from, Rinnal's clothing laying there forgotten. They would feed the Hive, they would do as they needed to, and perhaps should the other members of the group came by... they would help spread the Hive~