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A hand landed over Takahiro's shoulder. He knew that hand pretty well, so before the owner could even open his mouth, the last year of preparatory school student introduced his own hand into his pocket to draw a wallet, handing some money to the other guy who took that amount in an instant.

"Is this all you've got?" the guy, whose name was Shimobe, spitted with disdain "This is a misery!"

"I'm not that rich" Takahiro replied shrugging. It was half a lie, he just asked his parents to reduce the amount of money they gave him to go to school.

"If your lunch were good at least, but from some time it's just disgusting" Shimobe said twisting his face to convey repulsion "I don't know how the hell you can eat that."

Takahiro did not answer, that was also another strategy he had developed to have some peace from Shimobe: he made his own lunch adding wrong proportions of ingredients on purpose, such as too much salt or not enough, burning the meat or leaving it too raw. His mother always tried to advise him or even to fix it, but he always refused. He always said it was for a good reason.

"Fuck!" Shimobe snorted angrily "I guess I've gotta find someone else for a proper lunch" he left Takahiro behind not without punching him a little. Takahiro continued his way to his usual spot to eat the inedible lunch.

It had been three long years of abuse. Teachers did nothing against it, nor his "friends". Takahiro was alone with that. He considered moving to another school, but Shimobe had friends everywhere, perhaps if he moved with his parents to another town, but that would be selfish, they had good works here. So he only had to wait until graduation, then it would be college and then working. He would not have to see that imbecile in his life again.

He remembered the long nights he cried over his bed, how many times he considered to put an end to his life, yet these ideas did not last for too long. He had so much to do, so many things to enjoy, so many dreams to achieve, that was the reason to hold on in his place and to develop several strategies to live a life as bearable as possible such as the ones he just executed some minutes ago.

Takahiro's grades were impressive, one of the best of his year, maybe his performance at sports was not as outstanding as the other signatures, but that was something he did not mind. This would help him with his next step in his life of entering university.

Lunch time was about to end when Takahiro closed his bento box and headed back to classes. He spent the rest of the day staring at the window without paying too much attention to what teachers were saying, yet, somehow, always knew what the answers for each question they asked him was. About three o'clock classes ended, it was club's time, but the club leaders had told them that that day was "free". Takahiro belonged to the Occultism club, senpais had told the rest to use that day to search for information about summoning in order to share their research next week.

Takahiro was in the school library to do his research. If he did not find anything he would go to the town's library if not, internet was always the last choice. Few students were there, most of them were studying, even though exams were at the end of the semester, most of them spared their time studying to earn the best grades.

Takahiro went from a bookshelf to another, reading each title with attention. The farthest he moved more dust was accumulated due to the less interesting and useful topics the books were about. He stopped before a section, astonished by the content of it: occultism, enchantments, spells, summoning. It took some time for him to move again. Books were old as well as dusty, he could even see some spider-webs from time to time, covering the books like a veil. He looked carefully to the titles then picked up some of them and went to the closest table.

He stayed in the library until almost 5:00 o'clock, he would have stayed more time, but it was about to close, so he asked the librarian to take some of those books at home so he could study them with more detail. Among those he took with, was some kind of Grimoire that contained several demons, what they do and how to summon them. Takahiro had always wanted to do a summoning ritual. It wasn't that he believed on it, but he just wanted to try.

Back at home, after taking a bath and preparing dinner (it looked like his parents stayed at work again) he went to his room in order to study and read the books he brought from library. It took him about half an hour to finish homework, then about one to study all signatures of the day. Once he finished, he watched some anime on TV, later, he opened the books.

Most of the volumes were about the principles of summoning: its history, the ways it was performance in different cultures and periods... He took some notes about it in order to make a good presentation next week at the club, then he opened the grimoire.

Takahiro took good care with that last book, for it seemed ancient. Pages were yellow and fragile, there were some holes, maybe done by moths, however, it could still be readable. The manuscript was in Classical Chinese, but it was no problem for him. If he did not understand a word, he had a good dictionary at hand.

The book talked about several demons, what they do, how they were as well as the method to summon them. Each one of them had a picture of their look as well as their name. Takahiro passed the pages in order to find one who were, at the same time, easy to summon and useful for his interests. This last condition ended up being challenging, most of the demons offered wealth, knowledge, cursing others... Takahiro was losing interest until, at almost midnight, he found a demon that seemed suited for the task. Its name was Hokury?, a black dragon, it offered power to its summoner, the only inconvenient was the it had to be invocated during a moonless night, the rest of the ritual was achievable for the student. Having fulfilling his goal, he went to sleep.

Next day was as usual. He went to school, assisted to classes, was pissed by Shinobe and hanged out with his friends. However, instead of going straight home, he passed by the shopping district in order to buy gradually the items he needed for the ritual: three candles, red ink, white clothes (if they were kimonos even better), incense. Takahiro managed to find most of those items that day, but realized he should look for the rest in other places out of town, so he thought it would be good to ask his parents for some more money.

That night, both of Takahiro's parents were at home, which meant he could ask for the money. It was after dinner, his mother was doing dishes, while his father was at the living room, watching a baseball match. Takahiro approached slowly to his father's seat at the sofa.

"Dad?" His father turned his face to his son's direction. Takahiro did not waste time, he knew his father hated people that made him wasting time. "I need to buy some stuff for an activity of the club. I managed to purchase most of them, but there are some items that seemed to be out of town, so..."

"Of course" His father cut him "I'll give you some money later. You're a great son, which makes me proud. You seldom ask me for anything and the amount we give you for school isn't enough, so I'll grant you that favor" He concluded. Takahiro felt relieved. It wasn't as if his father was an ogre, but he hardly gave money that easy.

"Thank you, dad, I'm going to my room to study some more" Those last words were to strengthen the good opinion his father had about him.

It could had been another usual day, had it not be for an incident. That day at school was his class turn to clean school. Takahiro, as well as other classmates, had to clean the bathrooms.

Takahiro was absorbed in his task that he did not noticed Shinobe approaching. He realized the bully was behind him when a bucket of dirty water fell over him. It did not take long for him to listen at the laughing of Shinobe and his friends. Takahiro was completely wet; water was dripping from the hair onto the floor, the smell of dirt filled his nostrils. He was irate, his breathing was becoming deeper and faster, knuckles were blanking due to the strength he was closing his fists.

Shinobe did not see that coming. In a matter of seconds, Takahiro jumped over him, eyes injected with blood for the anger, he had become a beast, finding strengths he did not know he possessed, yet they were not enough. He could have had an advantage at first due to the element of surprise, but Shinobe turned the situation in an instant.

"Let him go!" Takahiro heard his own friends pleading.

"You better shut the fuck off or you're gonna be next!" Shinobe roared, the voices were silenced. "And you..." Shinobe turned his attention back to Takahiro who was trying to get free form his grip "You did well, but remember who is in charge". He stood up and kicked his ribs; Takahiro complained quietly. It seemed that it did not satisfied Shinobe, for he kicked him several other times until he screamed a little.

Shinobe and the rest left Takahiro alone in the bathroom. Takahiro sat over the floor, crying angrily, roaring of impotence and his incapability. Some minutes later, his friends helped him finishing cleaning the bathroom as well as calming him down. That day his parents came home later, so they did not see the state in which he returned home.

That night, he was more decided than ever, he would perform the ritual to summon the dragon demon. He would take revenge from those that bullied him at school and, if possible, help others that suffered as much as him.

Takahiro could finally buy the rest of the items needed to accomplish the ceremony. Luckily, it seemed Shinobe and his group spared his life for a while, because he was not bothered by them for two weeks, the necessary time to wait for a moonless night.

It was Sunday when Takahiro went to an abandon temple in order to accomplish his goal. He told his parents it was some kind of excursion his club had organized; they did not say anything against it, anyway, streets were save.

Takahiro felt like an eternity the act of climbing the steps to the temple. It was pitch black that night, only some stars and the lights that came from the city illuminated this trip to the abandon sacred place. Summer was about to start, so cycads could be heard from the forest that enveloped the way to the temple.

He lit the three candles and set them on some kind of crown that he put it on the head; then he drew a magic circle on the temple's floor, later, after setting the rest of the items, he wore the white kimono and began reciting the enchantment to invoke the demon.

The wind began to whirl around him as he continued the spell. The candles' flame burst slowly, cycads stopped singing, a faint glow appeared on the magic circle. Takahiro noticed it; a weak smile began to appear on his face, it was working.

As long as the spell continued to be casted, the wind roared around him. The glow intensified, the smell of Sulphur was detected by his nose. The candles burst in three flames that threatened to set on fire his hair, but he did not stop, not until the end.

When the last word of the enchantment was pronounced, a ray fell in the center of the magical circle from the sky. A smoke cloud formed around the point of impact, a red glow began to be seen from its interior. Temperature dropped drastically, for the first time, Takahiro felt terror.

The cloud's shape started to change its appearance. Takahiro could see how it took the form of some kind of dragon, an anthropomorphic one. It was darker than the night itself, eyes shone with a reddish light. Takahiro stopped breathing for a moment because of the terror that figure inspired.

"I am known by the name of Hokury?, the dragon king of the abyss" the apparition roared. Takahiro trembled. "I will grant you great power for bringing me to the mortal realm. Tell me, human, what do you wish?"

"Grant me the strength to defeat my enemies, to take revenge for what they have done to me all these three years" Despise the terror he was feeling, Takahiro managed to inform his will.

The demon remained in silence for an instant, watching carefully his summoner who remained expectantly.

"I will grant you your wish" the demon said "But I must warn you that it will come with one cost: I must borrow your body".

"Possession?" Takahiro muttered, yet it was loud enough to be heard by the demon.

"Yes" Hokury? sentenced "But fear not, the power I will grant you shall be outstanding. No mortal creature will ever stand against you. You could have the world to your feet..."

"But what about myself, my soul, my identity?" Takahiro interrupted.

"They will remain" Hokury? answered "Our minds will mingle into one, it will also happen to our souls".

Takahiro was still hesitant, so the dragon demon got close to him.

"I will show what you will be capable of if you let me in" He said and touched Takahiro's head with his claw.

Thousands of images filled the student's mind. He saw the dragon destroying mountains with his bare hands, he saw empires knelt before him, myriads of epic battles against other spirits and gods. He even felt the power running through his body. He experienced the sensation of mighty, the pure and savage strength filling every cell of himself; it was intoxicating.

"Are you watching, are you feeling what both of us could do together?"

"Yes".

"Do you like it?"

"Yes!" Takahiro was craving for more, he was certain this was just the tip of the iceberg, some kind of illusion, a simulation. He could not wait how the real one would feel.

"Good, then I..."

"Not yet!" Takahiro exclaimed. Hokury? stopped touching Takahiro's head, astonished. "Tomorrow, at school, you will be able to take my body. I want them to see it" He explained.

"As you desire, my summoner. I will wait until then to take your body and make us one entity" the dragon said "Do you have any item where I could wait until we seal the pact?"

Takahiro remembered about a ring he always wore. It was a present from his deceased grandfather.

"Get inside this" He ordered at the same time he showed the ring to the demon. The dragon turned into smoke once again and headed to the jewelry to disappear inside of it. Once done, Takahiro went back home.

He woke up as usual, ate his breakfast and went on foot to school. On his way, Takahiro met with some other friends as he usually did. Once they arrived, they headed to the classroom, took their seats. Morning continued as it always did. Shinobe, on the other hand, did not arrived. Takahiro thought he might be hidden somewhere smoking or perhaps wandering around the red district or in the lower neighborhoods. It did not matter; he eventually would come.

He touched the ring from time to time. It felt warm on his finger, it even had a faint red glow that could be noticed if seen carefully. On the other hand, Hokury? was anxious. It had been centuries since he was summoned to Earth, but not only that, this boy was a perfect recipient for him. The chances of rejection were nearly inexistent.

Once again I will rule this world. He thought. I will make an army of loyal servants to conquer this realm.

Lunch time arrived, Takahiro went to his usual spot to eat his bento. This time he did cook properly: with the exact amount of ingredients and the correct time of cooking. Today was different, he would be free once and for all. All the miseries he suffered until now were played in his head, however, he did not feel frustrated, but excited and cheerful. Shinobe would pay for what he's done.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" He was about to sit when he heard the voice of Shinobe "Give me your lunch and the money you brought".

Takahiro did not sit, but he showed no signs of obeying Shinobe's commands either. He just stood there with a boredom face.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Shinobe was astonished. What was happening with this idiot? "I said..."

"No!" Takahiro cut him. Shinobe's eyes opened due to perplexity. "Hokury?, you are free".

The ring shone with a scarlet light when Takahiro finished the sentence. An ominous fire spread across the student's body, covering it entirely in a matter of seconds. He did not feel the heat or as he were on fire. He felt something warm spreading through his body. Every part of it embraced that energy and resonate with it.

"I see you are willing to accept me completely" The voice of the dragon rumbled inside his head.

"After seeing what WE could do, of course I was willing" Takahiro answered with confidence.

"Good, let's do some adjustments first".

Takahiro felt as if a fire was burning inside of him. The energy flooded, enhancing and changing everything inside. Muscles contracted unstoppably, bones reshaped themselves.

Shinobe, on the other hand, contemplated what was happening before him. He saw Takahiro being covered in flames spontaneously, but not only that. He could swear he was actually growing. Clothes looked tighter as seconds passed.

"This is getting too tight" Takahiro grunted, his voice sounded deeper than usual, his nasal intonation was fading into a tenor. He grabbed the shirt by the middle and pulled it out, tearing it in the process. "Much better".

Shinobe looked at the torso of Takahiro. It was definitely bigger, as well as the arms. In fact, he seemed almost as strong as Shinobe. However, that process did not show signs of stopping. He could see pectorals grew larger and larger, diminishing the available space of the T-shirt. Arms enlarged as well, hands and fingers became meatier. Shoulders widened laterally, neck thickened.

Takahiro bent his back forward and a tearing appeared. The T-shirt could hold no longer the growing body.

"Fucking clothes, off!" He roared while ripping the fabric the same way he did with his shirt. Shinobe only gasped when he saw the muscular body that was hidden under it. Takahiro had earned a pair of monumental pecs that were followed by a trail of three pair of abdominal muscles that went down to the crotch. Not only that, but a pair of laterals were visible as well, while deltoids expanded over his back.

"That's it, embraced the power I am giving you" Hokury? continued talking inside Takahiro's head. The student did not evade that suggestion. He was certainly enjoying the process.

"More!" The upcoming bodybuilder exclaimed with his new acquired baritone voice as he flexed his body to admire himself. Astonishing amounts of dopamine, oxytocin and testosterone ran through his bloodstream fogging his thought with pleasure.

The lower part of his body soon caught the rhythm of the upper portion, with quadriceps and twins exploded in size, destroying the pants as well. Feet could no longer fit inside the shoes, so these were torn like the pants.

"Now it comes the better part" Hokury? whispered "Are you ready?"

"Yeah!" Takahiro's voice had finally reached to the lowest levels of a bass. The surrounding trembled as the thundering voice traveled across the space.

Shinobe was on the floor paralyzed by the events that were occurring before him. He was now watching Takahiro growing in height as well as in size. Centimeter by centimeter, the previous student that was victim of bullying was reaching inhuman proportions. Not only that, but human features were changing as well. Nails grew longer and became claws, nose and mouth protruded forward, turning into a muzzle. A pair of horns sprouted over his head, while coxis elongated to form a muscular tail. Takahiro opened his mouth lewdly, so Shinobe could watch how teeth sharpened into fangs, while black scales spread over the skin at the same time hair reddened and grew following the line of the back to the tip of the tail. Some hair also grew over his chest, belly and arm pits, as well as some beard appeared over the jaws too, which also became squarer.

"This power is overwhelming" Takahiro, whose mind gradually mingled with Hokury?, expressed.

"Yeah, we are portentous" Hokury? added while flexed an arm causing the bicep to erupt like a mountain "No one will stop us".

"Yeah!" Takahiro roared once more as he flexed his gigantic chest.

"But we need allies, don't you think?" Hokury? suggested.

"Indeed, as well as worshipers" Takahiro agreed and licked his lips after staring at the terrified Shinobe "You're gonna be the first one!"

"Let me help you" Hokury? said. Takahiro extended his arm and opened his claws "Every dragon needs some kobolds to serve him".

Before Shinobe tried to run away from the titanic dragon, a red beam was expelled from the reptile's hand that crashed in the bully's body, causing a flare to appear over him. An intrusive voice gradually started to be heard inside his mind, it began as a whisper, but eventually its volume was as high as a thunder.

"You've been doing my existence so miserable for so long" The voice said. Shinobe could not figure out who it was, it sounded as Takahiro's new register, but he was not certain "You must pay for it. From now on your only objective is to serve me well".

Despise the dread Shinobe was experiencing, his mind did not bend that easily to the voice. Within his head, a battle was being carried.

"Subdue to our will, bend your knees and swear us obedience" Takahiro-Hokury? entity continued breaking down the walls Shinobe erected to protect himself. "With us, you will only meet pleasure and satisfaction as a servant".

Shinobe denied every statement, but he was losing terrain gradually over his mind. The entity seemed to be as strong as in the physical realm,

"Resist no more, but embrace us" Takahiro-Hokury? were reaching the very core of Shinobe's mind. One more wall and they would subdue him.

"But... but..." Shinobe tried to fight back, but his psychic stregths had diminished.

"But you enjoyed serving your dragon master" Takahiro-Hokury? suggested. The wall was about to fall.

"Master...?" Shinobe was confused.

"Yes, we are your masters!" The entity destroyed the last stone of the wall.

"Do I have to serve master?" Shinobe's will was being erased and rewritten.

"Yes, that's your only dream, your only obligation. The only way to expiate your sins toward us" The voice continued.

"Yes, that sounds fair to me, master" New feelings were rising and forming inside him. Also, in the physical realm, his body was changing.

"You love serving your master, to be his pet".

"Yes, it makes me happy" Shinobe moaned, his chest was growing and becoming rounder. His well-developed pectorals were being covered with fat, the atrophied mammal glands were developing as well. A pair of breasts protruded forward, pressing the fabric of the uniform he was wearing. His nipples, now more sensitive, casted waves of pleasure.

"That's it, give up your primal form and embrace the one your master is giving you".

"Yes!" Shinobe exclaimed with pleasure as his breasts grew to the size of little watermelons. His body softened, hips grew larger, waist narrowed, legs became stronger, with thick thighs that pants could hold no longer.

Shinobe's face changed as it did Takahiro: his mouth and nose protruded to form a reptilian muzzle, but softer and more feminine. As he moaned for the pleasure the transformation was giving him, hair fell to soon be replaced by scales. A pair of horns grew as well, while a tail sprouted from his rear. By the end of the process, Shinobe had become a beautiful female kobold that did not stop staring at the dragon with fascination and desire.

Takahiro-Hokury? looked her back, pleased as well, then left her behind to look for the rest of the gang in order to turn them into loyal kobolds. As for Takahiro's friends, he shared some of his power to transform them into majestic dragon-men, not as tall and strong as he was, but more powerful than any human at the time. That way, a new empire ruled by dragons gradually conquered the Earth, with Takahiro-Hokury? as emperor and only god.

Nayar Leng