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Hoard of Big Fluffs

by tagenar

{A variation of the setup in Solid Magic. (https://www.furaffinity.net/view/44379101/ | https://www.sofurry.com/view/1486211) I'm normally not into transformation or growth, but when combined with hyper and muscle... I don't know why I like the idea of a big guy not having control of his proportions and he's at the mercy of someone else. Maybe it means something. Anyway, pay no attention to the Kobolds. I'm sure they are unimportant.}

1

“Sir, may I interest you in becoming part of a dragon's hoard?"

The human grinned at the Kobold on the street corner handing out fliers. “Sure, what's it pay?"

The white-scaled reptile barely stood eye-level with the human's stomach. He was grinning up at the man. “No pay. It's a live-in situation."

Garreth blinked, taking the single leaflet from the 'bold's short fingers. “What? Are you serious?"

The 'bold snickered. “All the information is on the page. I'll be here all week if you have other questions."

The human scanned the page. A drawing of the location of the cave accompanied by large text simply reading: DRAGON IN NEED OF COMPANIONSHIP. STOP BY TO BE A MEMBER OF HIS HOARD. NO OBLIGATION. ONE-WEEK TRIAL PERIOD. DRAGON WILL GRANT A WISH IN RETURN FOR SERVICE.

“This is a three- day walk south," said the human. “What's this about?"

The little lizard's tail beat the dirt. “Transportation is not a problem. If you want to go, touch my ring, and you will be taken there." He presented his other hand, which held a ring with a jewel embedded in it that was the size of the 'bold's hand. “He's a particular dragon who likes the company of humans. He has no treasure. There's another crystal in the cave that will bring you back here should you wish to return."

The man blinked. “A transport spell bound to a ruby of that size? That's some heavy magic you Kobolds are dealing with."

“It's the dragon who enchanted it. He has no treasure, but he does have magic. Lots of it."

“What's the catch? What's in it for me?"

“This dragon has a bit of an injury. You'll be helping him handle it. In return, he'll make you happy."

“My father always told me never to trust Kobolds. They're as shifty as the Kitsune. Can you give me a straight answer?"

The Kobold approximated a human smile. “We love our dragon and want to see him happy."

The human looked around. Nobody else was waiting to talk to the Kobold, or listening in. Against his better judgment, the human reached forward and touched the ruby.

A surge.

A pop.

A sizzle.

Surrounding him now was a cave made of shimmering crystals. All of them seemed to be glowing internally. The ceiling was taller than any castle keep Garreth had ever looked up to, and only one wall was easily visible. The chamber went on for so long with no obvious supports he wondered how it had never collapsed.

A dragon with red scales and black speckles lay in the center of the cave, filling about one fifth of the visible space and reaching a quarter of the way up to the ceiling lying on his side. His shoulders rivaled those of a workhorse in size and definition. His arms and legs were equally bulky, like prairie hills made of scales. The man had a view of his stomach: chest muscles barely hidden under his skin, and a stomach packed with abdominal muscles so tightly packed together they puckered just from him breathing. The dragon's cock was out and throbbing. It reached his chest.

Garreth caught a glimpse of a few people moving about and turned to see. Six... what looked like dogs, along with two felines. He couldn't quite tell what they were apart from broadly canine and feline, most walking on four legs but two of them were walking upright. One element stood out: their oversized junk. All but one of them was male, and their fuzzy testicles hung from them like boulders, sheathes just as large. Their dicks were out and towering over their heads, most leaking. The ones walking on four legs straddled their cocks as they walked, the things so large they preceded them by at least a yard. Everyone left a trail of... something behind.

The dragon shifted, and the man turned as the giant reptile opened an eye. With a quick intake of air, he moved his head to face the human. His dick throbbed faster a few times, and he curled his head along the ground closer to him.

“Ahhhhhh a new one."

“Greetings." He couldn't help but stare at the dragon's shaft. It was larger than Garreth was, and it radiated heat. “A trustworthy Kobold sent me. I was curious."

The dragon inhaled the man's scent from a distance again. His dick throbbed and pulsed so fast Garreth could hear it vibrating against the stone ground. “Welcome, human. Explore the cave. Talk to anyone you like. They'll fill you in on the arrangement."

He sprawled out on his side again, stretching out, penis rising off the ground and then settling against it, still pulsing.

A voice behind Garreth: “Hello. Would you like a tour?"

The man turned around and came face-to-cock with a red-furred canine. He couldn't see the canine's face behind his bright red, veiny shaft, knot fully engorged. The canine's balls looked larger than his head should be.

“Where the hell am I?"

The canine reached around his massive cock and patted the human on the shoulder. “Let's take a walk. You'll see everything."

The red canine turned around and led the way. He had a white tip on his tail, so fox, certainly. He did not seem to have trouble seeing, despite his dick blocking his face as he walked on backwards legs.

“There are about a hundred of us at any given time," the fox began. “All of these people were once human, but Ethrix—that's the dragon—has peculiar tastes when it comes to company. I'll start with the most obvious part. Yes, these are real. Yes, they work. And yes, we use them. A lot. We have to because it's the only way the dragon can find relief."

He pointed to the left. Three felines were rubbing the shaft of one oversized canine. His cock was four times as long as his body and twice as thick. It surged and jutted another yard in length. The human might not have seen it had some hands and feet not spread further out.

His guide continued. “Ethrix is a student of magic, and he told us he made a mistake. He got magical abilities, but at the cost of being able to cum. He can get hard, but he himself can't finish. That's why he needs us. He connects us to his soul, he sends us his urges, and we finish for him. It comes with side effects. His urges change us physically, and that's what the cave is for. Doesn't matter what happens here. We're free to live it for him."

The human looked to his right, at the wolf lying on his back, practically being crushed under the weight of his own cock. It appeared to be surging in thickness and length, and the canine was just lying there, in a daze.

Garreth turned to his guide's tail. “And... you are happy like this?"

The fox patted his shaft. It was solid, and at the touch a bubble of pre oozed from the tip. “Oh yes. Ethrix is generous in spreading his desires among us. This is fun. You're probably wondering what the downside is."

“Yeah. This is weird."

“Well, the catch is that you're going to be whatever Ethrix's whims make you. The trial bind only lasts a week, and it's not a full bond. The other lasts a year, and you'll have to stay for at least that long. I can attest that no matter what Ethrix has made me, I have enjoyed every moment."

They passed a group of lounging dogs, all black-furred and licking their own shafts. Their balls were twice the size of their bodies, their swollen knots were wider than their legs, and their shafts were three times taller than they were. They couldn't reach their own tips, so they were helping one another.

“So what... What would I be?" Garreth said.

“No one can be sure. Ethrix seems to favor fur, but I was an eagle for a while. He lies there most of the time, letting his mind wander. We live whatever he dreams up, and right now he is insatiable. Once his heat passes, he'll be able to continue his studies."

A small waterfall inside the cavern, backlit by more shimmering crystals. A number of felines and one upright lizard were here, bathing, washing their massive equipment in the steaming water. The lizard was particularly interesting as his muscles were so large he didn't seem mobile, and yet somehow he moved, even with a shaft as thick his torso jutting out before him.

“You won't have to eat or drink much, but you can if you wish." The fox turned around and faced the man. “The Kobolds live further down, behind the waterfall. If you want to leave, just go down there and find them. They have a ruby that will send you back. If you want to stay, talk to Ethrix and he'll bind with you."

Garreth waved a hand in front of the fox's dick, where his face should be.

The fox's ears twitched. “Yes, I can see you. Ethrix handles that for me. He takes care of everyone while we're here. I've been here for three years and I can't imagine leaving now. This has been paradise, living Ethrix's fantasies for him."

“Three years?"

“He's been here for five. Doesn't know when his heat will end and he'll be ready to resume studies. I hope it lasts forever. So. That's everything. My name is Tagenar. Find me later. I'm curious to see what you become. You'll probably find me under Ethrix's cock. Sometimes I'm there for days. He often makes other people's cocks that big just for me."

“Has anyone left after being bound?"

“Sure, several people. He left them with some residual size as a parting gift. Sadly they can't return. The binding spell is too risky to reform once severed. One reason I haven't left. Being pinned under a muscledragon's dick is all I want in life. Why would anyone want anything else?"

As he spoke, the fox's shaft trembled and stretched about a yard upwards and out. The fox held it, gasping.

“Ahhh, thank you, Ethrix." A glob of pre rolled down the shaft and pooled underneath the fox. “I should take care of this. It feels so good to commune with a dragon. He gives us every desire he has, and we get to live them for him. Feel free to make friends while you're visiting. Remember the Kobolds are down—"

“I'm in." The human turned and bolted the way he had come.

2

“One week to start," Ethrix said.

“Fuck, I'm ready for the year."

“One week. Trust me. You're not ready for the full binding. Sharing a dragon's heat takes getting used to, especially mine. If you've chosen to stay, just put your hands on my penis."

The man stepped forward and placed both hands on the throbbing shaft. The heat it gave off made him sweat, and as soon as his hands touched, he felt a rush. Suddenly an affinity for fur made room in his mind, and a desire for big things took a seat next to his own, the two shaking hands and laughing. Right away he could tell the dragon had taken up residence in his head. A few words that weren't his own came from his mouth.

“Ohh, that's what you want. That is easy enough for me."

The presence in his mind began flowing down, into his chest, filling his arms, his legs, his spine. It began stretching him out, starting with the arms. The presence pushed them outward, doubling in thickness. He removed his hands from the dragon's dick and observed. His arms looked similar to the dragon's: prairie hills carved up by veins. He felt them, and the muscles did not pucker in the slightest.

“You like that?" Garreth said, the words again not his own. “More, please." This time the words were his own. “You just need some fur. I like how fur smells. Don't know why. Just always preferred it, so I want it filling my cave."

Something inside him pushed out, and his arms sprouted green fur. The sensation spread to the rest of him. He received the feeling that the magic he had been studying had required much of his life force, and being naive he had elected to sacrifice the parts of himself tied to his loins, figuring he had never been interested before so he couldn't imagine ever needing them and the sacrifice would be worth it to achieve higher levels of magical ability. That had been before his first heat, and then it hit him and he realized his mistake but also realized a way to relieve it.

The waves of empathy hit the human so hard he almost cried as the fur sprouted from hands to feet. “I can help. Oh God I want to help." He breathed. “Thanks. This has been torture. I never would have done it for magic but maybe it will pay off after this heat passes."

The human felt like a cooking pot full of water. Heat built. Heat rose. The water filled him as it rose to a boil, and then burst forth, and the rest of his muscles surged outward. His clothes fell away in tatters, along with his coin bag. His chest stuck far enough out he couldn't see his toes. His thighs touched even standing shoulders apart.

More boiling water, this time in his loins. After a moment, his cock surged. He roared as it did, the roar becoming a canine howl as his face extended into a snout. Garreth's canine shaft towered over his head, and he couldn't see his balls but somehow he could see how he hung down to the cave floor. He reached up and felt the shaft. The dragon before him stirred when he did. He could see himself from the dragon's point of view, and he had become a canine-like creature. He sensed an invisible flow coming from the dragon straight to him. His urges. His desires. Flowing. Surging.

“Dragons feel like this all the time?" Garreth said. The answer came from his own mouth. “Only for a few years at a time. It's how long heat lasts. Thank you for letting me live in you for a while. If you like it, it can last longer. The full spell is even stronger. I have to hold back for now. Too much will overwhelm you." “I'm already interested in what the full thing feels like. This is amazing. I can conquer the world with this." He paused, let Ethrix stick in the next thought. “That's why I'm spreading it among a hundred people so it doesn't overwhelm anyone, including me. If not for this, I might become a creature of nightmares, destroying whole kingdoms and such. Dragons are trying to become something else, you know. We devastated your people for generations and now we are trying to divert the urge into other things. This is my way. You may go now. You'll get used to things around here. I'll call you when the week is near so you can make your choice, Garreth." “Call me Garr."

The former human reached out and grabbed his shaft. His arms were too thick to encircle it, but he felt every fiber of every muscle touching it. He leaned forward and licked it. His pecs puckered against his dick as he strained to reach it. Finally his tongue did touch it, and as soon as he licked, Ethrix shuddered, his cock throbbed, and that throbbing flowed down to Garr's shaft. Heat built up within it, it stretched upward about a yard, and then pulsed.

Thick globs fell from the shaft, covering Garr's hands and pooling on the ground. Ethrix sighed, and then spoke through the former human's mouth again. “Thank you. You can tell how badly I need this. And I can tell how much you've wanted this as well. You've always wanted to be big?" “Since I was a kid, but I grew into a twig instead. Never could afford enough food to put on any mass." “I'll give you all the mass you crave." “It gets better, doesn't it?" “It can. Go meet the others. I'll be with you."

Garr's height surged a few feet, bringing the tip of his cock visibly closer. He turned around, shaft blocking his vision and yet somehow being aware of the entire cavern. He saw everyone in here. Every crystal. Every water droplet falling from the stream. He took a step, chest swelling in pride feeling his heavy balls shaking underneath him. His chest muscles expanded to match the pride feeling. Garr sensed his pleasure flowing into the dragon. He was aware of the flow from the others as well. The dragon had a seemingly bottomless well of desire, and the former humans in this cave were his only outlet. Garr knew the names of everyone here. They knew him. Fifteen of them had already offered to help him appreciate these new arms of his, since he was too thick to feel himself.

He also became aware of the Kobolds one level down. Pickaxes... Hitting... Something. Potions... Brewing... Garr wondered why they hadn't volunteered to help Ethrix, but the flow from the dragon pushed the thought aside as he strode through the cavern.

3

[The author confesses to being pinned underneath a muscledragon's dick for the past week and has not had a chance to write the rest of the story. The dragon seems to consider this a fetish. [i]Oh so you want to finish your story? You want to FINISH? Well what if I don't let you? You're so muscular and hung you can't reach the keyboard. You may have a hypercock but you'll finish the story when I want you to finish because no matter how big I make you you're still a needy little fox and you'll type when I let you, little fox.[/i] He thinks he's clever, but he's not wrong. Staring at a muscledragon's underside all day is paradise. I won't leave. You can't make me. Ignore the Kobolds. They are certainly unimportant to the events of this story.]

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4539730.James\_L\_Steele

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7136003.Tagenar