Hoard of Big Fluffs 3
#3 of Hoard of Big Fluffs
{Merely a taste of what being filled with a dragon's heat will do. Seems it's touching an old memory of Garr's.}
Hoard of Big Fluffs 3
by tagenar (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/tagenar | https://tagenar.sofurry.com/)
{Merely a taste of what being filled with a dragon's heat will do. Seems it's touching an old memory of Garr's.}
Garr had been lying on the stone floor for hours. His body was more entertaining than any wrestling match he'd watched, or any theatrical production, or coronation. Just lying here perfectly still, watching his penis elongate, new veins sprouting, knot swelling, shape altering from canine to reptile to other forms he didn't recognize.
He also watched the rest of his body. Limbs twisting, muscles rising, deepening. He perceived himself from multiple points of view, not really sight, rather of a sense of complete awareness of what his body was doing, how the dragon's urges manifested in reality and altered it. Altered him.
At one point, as his penis became a twisted stalk sprouting soft and fleshy rosebush thorns, Garr began to grow feathers. Fur changed into feathers on lots of people around him. Kemp, the lizard, shifted into a birdlike creature, still walking like a man and so muscular he certainly couldn't take flight. His new beak was pinned between his protruding chest muscles. He couldn't move his head at all, which did not seem to bother him in any way.
Garr watched his limbs expand and morph until he, too, became some sort of bird. Lying on his side helped him appreciate how big he was becoming. When he felt himself sliding, he knew his body was changing.
Changes happened gradually now. No surges. No bursts. He felt like a drop of water becoming ice, then water, then ice again. It could have been hours or days he lay there, watching the feathers retract and bare skin revealing his body in more detail. He became a quadruped with canine paws, but the fur hadn't reappeared, so he watched his biceps approaching his face, pushing his chest farther and farther out. He observed his legs thickening, new muscles seeming to rise up from somewhere underneath, pushing the other muscles to the side and outward. His testicles widened as his cock approached his muzzle. He was aware of the canyons his back muscles formed. He felt his shoulders colliding with his neck as they swelled and rose. His tip passed his muzzle and reached beyond his vision.
A few others walked up to him, and they began licking his length as it morphed from reptilian to canine. Two were focused on the knot as it swelled far beyond the width of his torso, pushing his thighs apart. The sensation made his entire body tingle. Clear fluid oozed from his tip.
Six of the canines lapping at his growing shaft also began to rise in height, and they used the new vantage point to reach more of Garr.
Garr's mouth began speaking. "My mind only has room for thoughts of finding a mate. This is but a taste of them. They are changing you physically the way they toss me about mentally." "How long has it been?" "You've been here for three days." "Halfway through my trial. How will the full bond be different?" "It will be more intense, and you will have less control, but still some influence. If we were fully bonded, you would probably be changing faster. So fast you may not be able to keep up mentally. That's why I'm holding back for now."
Garr became aware of someone standing in front of Ethrix. A canine with a human penis so long it dragged between his legs. Ethrix sent Garr information that this person had been here for a year, and the binding spell would expire without more potion to renew it. He had chosen to leave the cave, and Ethrix wanted Garr to see the end of the process.
Garr saw through the dragon's eyes as the soul link expired. The canine's fur retracted, and human skin faded in. Ethrix sent him an image of what he looked like when he first arrived. As a thanks for helping him with his urges, he left this human with a parting gift: his muscles were twice the size they had been, and his penis hung down to mid-thigh while soft. Kobolds arrived with the ruby, the man put on his old clothes again, which almost didn't fit, retrieved his coins, and then touched it. With a sizzle, he was gone.
"That was his wish," Ethrix said through Garreth's mouth. "Easily done. All who come here have my gratitude, so I gladly leave them with a reasonable payment." "I don't think I'll ever leave." "Don't be so certain. This can become tiresome."
Black fur began to sprout from Garr's body. His skin became so tight he could see hundreds of veins even through the fur coat. The divides between the muscles deepened. His knot continued to swell. The tongues licked faster. Garr braced his hands on his shaft, admiring the enormity of it, the impossibility. It felt dreamlike and yet he could touch it, he felt its pulse and all the tongues and paws on it. He could even feel the heat radiating from it as it throbbed.
"Three days and I'm not tired yet." "You won't be so long as you're here. The soul bond will sustain you. My heat will be all you need." "I'm waiting for a downside to all of this." "Try this."
A hot sensation rose up from deep inside Garreth. His muscles became like boiling water, rising all at once, pushing against one another in one smooth motion. He moved across the cave floor, observing his chest swelling in front of him, his hands moving farther away, his biceps coming closer, his legs reaching out, thighs pushing against his knot. The tip of his penis came closer as he outpaced it, chest pushing it down and away from him. He barely had time to breathe, and then the boiling calmed, and so did his body.
He rested, allowed his new sense of awareness to show him what had happened: in the span of a few seconds, he had tripled in height, and he was four times thicker. Now his muzzle was squished between his chest muscles. He couldn't move his arms without puckering his chest. His thighs were so thick they collided from hip to knee even with his knot spreading them all the way out.
Garr's mouth moved again. "I just poured more of my urges into you."
Garreth rolled to his hands and knees, two hands braced on his cock, chest muscles squished against it. Even holding his arms out, his chest pushed his biceps out, and his triceps puckered his back muscles. He pushed off his cock and stood on his hind legs. He could stand, and he thought he would feel awkward with this thing jutting in front of himself and his upper body thickly swollen and bunched up like this, but he felt right at home. He gave his arms a flex. They puckered his chest and squeezed his muzzle between them.
"I've never felt so good in my life!" "I'm glad you feel good. It's torture for me."
Garr began walking, feeling his legs would propel him into the sky every time he moved them. He passed several people, and only now did he realize how large he had become at thrice the height of the person he had been. Others looked up at him, watching him pass, and Garr felt his dick leak just knowing how high he towered. It felt familiar...
Garr stood before them. Breathing made his chest ripple. A few people down below were similarly bulky, with erections as tall as they were, but they looked up at him. Garr flexed his arms, squeezing his muzzle between his pectorals. His stomach muscles bulged, one at a time, from chest to crotch. The muscles in his legs deepened, veins rising from the peaks and into the valleys.
The canines and felines and birdlike people below looked up at him. Some were rubbing themselves.
Garr's muzzle was suddenly free from between his puckered chest muscles, and his perspective climbed another few yards. He could see better through his own eyes what he was doing. Something about this seemed familiar. He felt himself, as best as he could given how bulky his arms were and how his chest was in the way.
Two of the felines looking up at him finished, making small lakes of seed in front of them. Nobody here seemed to spurt once or twice--it always lasted for a few dozen pulses.
Garr howled, taking in his form as his entire body swelled outward so much his muzzle fell between his pecs again and he lost all downward and peripheral vision.
A few more people finished as they looked up at him.
Garr remembered.
It had been so long since he'd thought of it. He usually only remembered in his dreams.
His audience dispersed. A few of them experienced surges in height or cock thickness or legs and arms suddenly doubling in bulk.
"How is this torture for you?" Garr said. His mouth moved as Ethrix spoke through it next. "I have all of this strength but nowhere to use it. The full bond will allow you to channel even more of it for me." Garr felt his length, which still jutted out before him, half the length of his body, testicles twice the size of his head and hefty enough to feel them pulling. "That was just a try?" "More will be yours if you stay." "I've had dreams about being able to do things like that." "I think I like you, Garreth. I'm curious about that sensation you felt when you were being admired. What was that?" "It's uh... It's something... It happened so long ago I barely remember if it was real." "I can help you with that later if you wish."
Garr had already made the choice: The stares of the others. The awe. The chance to--
His penis pulsed, boiled, and then surged. It had risen up to eye level. He wrapped an arm around it as he licked it. The pulses quickened, and then he released. Garr roared as it shot out halfway across the cavern. Eighteen times, losing no distance. By the time he calmed down, he noticed his penis had risen another yard. He looked up at it and smiled.
The chance to see that dragon again, and this time not be snatched away before he can tell the dragon...
Garr lost the thought.