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Your Lusty Office Dragon Hermification

by Zmeydros

(Edited by Secretskunk and Tiliquain)

While washing your hands in the women's restroom, you spot something very odd through one of the open stall doors: a perfectly round hole that has to be four inches in diameter between the two middle stalls. Once your hands are clean and dry, you walk over to investigate only to blush the moment you realize that it's a glory hole. It looks freshly made with a healthy layering of duct tape around the inner surface to stop any sharp edges from damaging whomever's cock or dildo gets stuck through it.

Above the glory hole are the words, "Ask for Lusea."

Either someone's playing a joke on her or she's trying to get fired by using a strap-on at work in the lady's room. The thought of her using a strap-on on you makes you blush, but before you get any more flustered thinking about it, you walk out of the restroom and sit at your desk. It's hard enough to focus when bizarre pranks aren't going on at work.

Not even five minutes later, Lusea walks up to your desk uninvited, as usual. She never seems to take the hint that you want to do a good job and not get in trouble for chatting too much. You'd be able to hint more forcefully if her almond-shaped face, dark skin, wide hips, and teal-highlighted black hair didn't appeal to you so much. The first day at this job, she awakened something in you and you haven't been able to calm down since.

"What's up, miss customer service agent of the year?" She grins.

You tell her that there's no way you'd ever get that title.

"You sure? You're always number one in my book." She smooths down the hair on top of your head with care.

A blush heats your cheeks as you fight the urge to press back against her hand. The longer you've known her, the more affectionate she's gotten and you wish you knew why you liked it so much. In your sitting position, your eyes just stare at her crotch, where she's wearing tight leggings that have a seam that goes right between her plump pussy lips. This deep camel toe instantly sets your lesbian urges on fire and you can't help imagining pulling those leggings down and lapping at her muff. To avoid making things weird, you force yourself to stare up at her towering, curvaceous figure.

Taking her hand off the top of your head, she says, "It looks like something's on your mind. What is it?"

Trying to think of anything to say other than mention your lewd daydream, you ask her about the glory hole in the women's restroom.

"I'm the one that put it in." Her eyes twinkle as she gives you a toothy smile.

You sputter as your pussy twitches at the idea she's making use of that glory hole.

"You're so adorable when you're flustered." She narrows her eyes at you.

Ignoring the fact you're blushing even harder, you tell her there's no way she actually put that glory hole in.

"I'm serious," she says. "Anonymity is a great way to keep things simple. I've recently acquired a new form with extra equipment and needed to find a way to let off some steam during the workday."

Having no idea what to say, you look back at her groin, questioning whether you missed her having a package there somehow. All you find is the beautiful cleft of her snatch in those tight light gray leggings.

Grabbing your head, she says, "It's dormant right now honey, only way you can detect what's happened to me is through scent." She pulls your head toward her crotch.

The gentle-but-firm way she's holding you, her pleasing scent, and her confidence disarms your aversion to trampling social norms. Your nose pushes right between her labia, only thin fabric separating you from her cunt. Being buried in her scent, the sweetness is so addictive that you draw in a deep breath and a spicy undertone tickles your senses. Like cinnamon with a hint of black pepper and the moment you start picking that up, your nipples harden while your snatch leaks fem juice into your panties. And she just holds you there, your pussy getting wetter and wetter while her scent deepens.

"Yes, just stay there like that and you'll soon need me as bad as I need you," she says.

There's this energetic tingle as her hand lays atop your head and you start panting as your sexual excitement doubles. You can't pull away as you squirm in your seat, feeling the thrill of arousal build until your heart is pounding. She's doing this to you in the middle of the office, does she even care who sees you two!? Her cleft warms as moisture leaks into her leggings, moisture that carries even more of her scent. That gets you breathing deeper while moaning under your breath. You've never been this wet, you've never smelled anything this appealing. As you spread your legs and hump your muff against your seat, your soaked panties and labia slide against each other.

Wanting to taste her, you lick at the fabric and get this salty, tangy flavor that leaves you wanting more. So you keep licking while she gasps and moans, shoving her pussy against your face.

"Yes, give into your lust. Just a bit more and I will bloom into my full potential," she says, running her hands through your hair and giving you that thrilling tingling sensation again.

Your crotch is even more slippery, your wetness seeping through the mesh of your office chair and dripping to the floor mat below. As this happens, her pussy lips part for her pulsing clit. With each pulse, you swear her clit is pushing out further, easier for you to drag your tongue across. It passes an inch, an inch and a half, big for a woman's clit, but not completely out of the realm of possibility so you just keep licking, enjoying her soft moans and the light humping she's giving your face. When her clit reaches three inches out from her loins, she cums, her moans echoing throughout the office and her pussy soaking her leggings to the point you have to swallow some of her delicious nectar to stop it from splashing onto the floor. As your snatch twitches sympathetically with her orgasmic spasms, you imagine rubbing your mound on her massive clit.

After an intense tingle from her hand and a deep groan from her, she pulls her crotch away from you and pulls down her leggings to reveal her full dark-skinned pussy with beautiful maroon brown inner labia dangling from it. Her big clit is the same color as her inner labia which are draping like beautiful lewd curtains. You've never found a girl's muff this attractive and bite your lip as you just stare at it, trying to commit her gorgeous anatomy to memory. As you do so, your pussy gushes, adding to the puddle under you. She hisses in delight as she grabs your shoulders and the tingles spread all the way throughout your body.

"Ngh! Yes! So much lust!" she says.

You feel a shock that gets you to pull your head away and for a brief second, you see reddish-violet energy flowing from you and into her. Her irises are gold with vertical slits for pupils, there are four fangs in her toothy grin, and she's got short black horns pressing out from just above her forehead. It's hard to decide whether she's actually taller or she just has a more imposing presence than before. If you were any less horny, you'd be afraid, but you have nearly forgotten all about that shock and just want to be between her legs again. There's also the natural question as to whether you're dreaming or not.

She licks her lips with a long forked tongue before saying, "Thanks to you, I've gathered all I need to become--"

"I know I said that you needed to be more social with your coworkers, but this conversation's getting on the long side, wouldn't you say?" Scott's voice comes from behind Lusea.

Turning around while careful to hide you from view, Lusea says, "Don't you think you're being a bit too nosey?"

"Lusea! Put on pants this instant! That is reprehensible conduct and I'm going to have to--"

She raises her voice above his. "Maybe you should just ignore what I'm doing and worry about your own problems." A red-violet flash follows her words.

"Yes, so sorry, I overstepped," he says.

"Damn right you did," she says as you see a tail start to press out of her tailbone. "I'm this office's head mistress, all y'all need to do as I say, understood?" Another brighter flash bounces off the walls of the office.

"Yes, mistress," he said, before walking away, hanging his bald, square-spectacled head in defeat.

She spins on her heel and faces you once again, saying, "What I was trying to say before he so rudely interrupted is: I'm a full lust dragon now, thanks to you."

You start to ask her what a lust dragon is.

She grabs your head with both hands and shoves her three-and-a-half-inch clit into your mouth. "Don't worry about it. If you continue to be a good girl, I'll make sure you have an intimate understanding of my meaning."

Her clit presses deeper into your mouth as she openly fucks your face. The end of her growing clit flattens as it thickens, soft barbs forming around the blunt head. She moans sharply and stops her thrusting as cum hole forms at the end of her dick. Then, as pre starts trickling out, you get a hint of lime, something citrusy and a bit floral. It's such an incredible and unique taste, that you start sucking on her cock, trying to get more. That's when you notice a new clit bud off the base of her growing phallus. It's pressing against your bottom lip as she keeps all five inches of her shaft stuffed in your mouth and grinds. Soon her dick moves forward, leaving the new clit behind as skin bunches up at the base of her shaft forming a scaly sheath and then a sac below it.

Things get downright surreal as she gets taller, that tingle with an electric edge reaches deep into you, light violet scales spread outwards from her groin, her prick develops ridges on the upper half and a series of large bumps along the centerline of the underside. You'd investigate further, but you're too busy feeling hornier than ever before, sucking her off, and enjoying her pre.

As her prick reaches six inches long, she pulls you off of it. Her nose is flatter and her face is looking angular, like she has the beginnings of a muzzle and those horns are now several inches long. "Let me help you up," she says, offering her hand.

Taking her hand, you let her pull you out of your chair. She lays her other hand on the chair and speaks something that sounds like a hundred echoing whispers, purple lightning traveling down her arm. Your chair creaks and groans as it enlarges in size, the black nylon mesh becoming white leather as the arm rests shrink back into it. A large hole opens up just above the seat to make room for her growing tail. Soon it's a high-backed armless chair with a slight lean backwards.

She sits in it and pats her lap, "Have a seat. I know what you need and here's your chance to get it."

Looking at the light violet belly scales making their way up her belly and the darker violet scales on her sides, you ask her how any of this is happening. This has to be a dream or something.

She reaches past the waist of your pants and into your panties. Then she shoves two fingers into your pussy with a wet schlick as she says, "You need me inside you so badly, why worry about anything other than impaling yourself on my prick?"

Red-purple energy flows between you two as she strokes your inner thigh with her other hand. Her horns lengthen as scales spread across her belly and down her legs. When the scales reach her bust, you notice that all of her is getting bigger in addition to her breasts. The tip of her tail hooks around her hip as it gains inches of length in seconds. Over your moans, you can hear a pleased rumble as her muzzle pushes outwards, becoming angular and remnicient of a shark mixed with a lizard. The result is a flavor of draconic that reminds you of fantasy art, but different in a very appealing way.

She moans and humps the air as her prick gains an inch, getting thicker as the head becomes even more equine. You feel your lust flare to heights unimaginable as purple-red energy resonates between you two. Your skin becomes ever more sensitive to touch. It's like someone's turned your entire body into an erogenous zone. Even your clothes brushing against you feels incredibly pleasurable as she fingers you. It aches down there, you've never felt this empty in your life. Since you're standing, you can see above the other cubicles and you still can't stop yourself from moaning like a pornstar.

Shawna in the cubicle just behind yours peers over the wall, her gray eyes wide as she watches you moan.

"Give in to your needs. Strip and have a seat." Lusea wiggles her fingers inside you before pulling them out and licking them off. Then she says, "Now."

After letting out a sharp moan, the desperation in your pussy from it being empty gets you to unbutton your pants and unzip them. It feels like you'll set on fire if you go another minute without something stuffed in your depths. Moving with urgency, you get your pants and panties off and then she helps you out of your blouse and bra. A rush of adrenaline hits you, being naked in your workplace is as thrilling as it is embarrassing and, as she turns you around, your cunt clenches, sending feminine nectar down the insides of your thighs.

"Sit!" she says with a hiss.

It's what you were going to do, what you had to do anyway and as you do as she asked, she guides your hips so the blunt head of her prick presses against your pussy lips. You groan as you rub your slick mound against it, feeling the bestial flare slide across your clit and labia. Then you sit, popping that flare inside. You cum instantly, squeaking out a moan as you forget how to breathe. As your pussy undulates, she pulls you down, pressing bump after bump, ridge after ridge, into you until her scales are against your backside.

Before you can fully recover, she bounces you in her lap, fucking you as her prick reaches further and further into you. The bumps are big enough that they are flicking your clit as they enter and exit, making you writhe atop her, and the ridges are hitting your G-spot just right. When she grabs your nipples, you close your eyes and arch your back, another gush of ecstasy pouring through you. You feel like you're on your way to sweet orgasmic heaven. And she just keeps fucking you, her dick surpassing a foot in length and a soda can in girth, her body dwarfing yours as scales spread across every inch of her skin. Whatever energy she's saturating your body with has to be making it so her massive size isn't hurting you, otherwise she'd be splitting you in half. All of her is huge: her breasts will soon be above your shoulders and her powerful thighs so thick you'll feel tiny atop them.

Your eyes fly open when you hear a surprised gasp. Tristan and George are standing in front of your cubicle, looking directly at the bulge Lusea's dick is making in your abdomen.

Lusea says, "Hi boys, we're a bit busy now. Run along or I'll tell everyone about what I did to you in the men's room."

They straighten up, look at each other with surprise, and then walk off in opposite directions.

Other onlookers pass by as Lusea just keeps fucking you and you soon lose track of how many times you've cum. But then something at the base of her dick starts popping in and out while her thrusts get more wild. Just as you're wondering what's happening, you feel two solid thuds underneath you. Her sac rapidly expands as her balls become as massive as the rest of her. She slams you down, popping her knot into your well-used pussy one more time. Her flare spreads your depths open, sending another wave of ecstasy through you as you feel like your careening toward the heavens even faster. Powerful contractions travel up her shaft, stirring your depths even more as your cunt milks her cock, hard.

She erupts inside you, her thick, hot cum shooting with enough force to send your orgasm into overdrive. Your eyes roll back in your head as you wail at the top of your lungs, a twitching, convulsing mess. Your whole body, out to the tips of your ears, fingers, and toes, feels warm as can be as your belly swells from the incredible load she's unleashing inside you.

Just as she lets loose her last two spurts, Teena drops by your cubicle. Blushing all the way down her neck, Teena pulls on her plaid fashion scarf and adjusts her round, red-rimmed glasses as she bites her lip. Her lithe form is practically shivering with erotic excitement.

"Remembering last week, are we?" Lusea asks in a low sultry voice.

Teena's hand reaches down to her crotch, but she stops herself at the last moment and dashes off toward the women's room.

Lusea chuckles as she reaches around and rubs at your swollen belly. "I bet you think you're my last pick, but the truth is I'm going to share something with you that I haven't shared with anyone yet." She reaches down and rubs at your clit. "Something very special that your delicious lust gave me the power to do."

Besides the pleasure that makes you groan, you feel a throb travel from your cum-filled womb to the tip of your clit. Your clit is even more sensitive and is pressing against her finger harder. Throb. Your clit reaches out from between your labia. Throb...To read the part where you grow a big draconic equine cock, transform coworkers into lust dragons with your potent seed, and end up in an office lust dragon orgy, go read the rest on my Patreon!

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