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The Stallion Alternate

Part 2

for Engy

by Draconicon

Pinned against the glass walls of his own room, Draconicon had to admit that it was a bit of a new feeling to have Engy being this...forceful. The other dragon had been a little bit of a tease in the past, eager to show off what he could nudge his master into, but the black dragon usually came down fairly firmly when it was not welcome. They usually kept to an understanding that he kept the yellow dragon in line, and whatever happened when they switched was temporary, at best.

This felt...a little different. Draconicon was 90% sure that it was just him wanting it to be, that they were playing into some greater subby fantasies that he happened to be feeling at that moment, but that didn't mean that it wasn't going to be a little bit more extreme than it usually got.

Particularly as he was getting his ass cheeks spread and he could feel Engy breathing right over his new, puffy pucker. He groaned, biting his lips as his fingers curled against the glass. The little rubbing feeling of Engy's thumbs against his rim sent shivers up and down his spine, and he could all too easily imagine what the view was like back there. His asshole hadn't been tight as a dragon for some time, but as a horse -

"Fucking hell, you're loose, master," Engy said.

"Mmmph..."

"Dirty little slutty horse, huh?"

"You...mmmph. God, is it that bad back there?"

"You know how horses always look like they're trying to invite something to shove it in?"

"Mmm-hmm?"

"You look like you're trying to flag elephants over."

"Oh, GOD."

He groaned, leaning his head against the glass as he tried to catch his breath. Just thinking about it that way was hitting far too many of his subby buttons. Feeling his asshole puffing up and out between his cheeks had been surprisingly erotic, but it wasn't just the way that his body was so much more on display as a horse, nor just the way that everything felt more sensitive and eager than before. No, no, it was more like...

Like he was 'dirtier,' like...like being a horse was more earthy, more naugthy, more 'nasty' than being a dragon. He was more of a raw, sexual thing, something that was controlled by that, that couldn't be better. He didn't have an option, didn't have anyone that expected him to be some sort of civilized, powerful dom. As a horse...as a musky, horny, needy horse, he could just -

"Mmph!"

Engy interrupted his thoughts with a brief lick across his ass, the forked tongue of another dragon playing into that naughtiness all the more. He arched his back and thrust his cheeks back, all but swallowing his alchemist's face between his cheeks in the process.

"Nngh...careful, it's...it's a little more -"

"Mmmm, master's ass is all sweaty."

"Nngh...I know, but -"

"And musky."

"I - nngh, do you have to - ah!"

Another lick, another nuzzle between the cheeks, and the black dragon was biting his tongue to keep from saying anything. Black dragon. Not quite the right term anymore, considering that his hands and feet had lost their scales, gaining white fur and flesh instead, and he shivered as he was reminded of just how horny and needy his horse cock was. It slid against the glass in front of him, smearing his reflection and making it harder to see through the slime that was left behind. More than that, the sensitive tip was so big, and he could still feel the weird sensation of the sheath between his legs and the lower, heavier balls that he had. Everything was so much more...sensual, raw, potent than it had been as a dragon, forcing him to pay attention to them while -

That tongue went right up his hole, and he arched his back again, thrusting his hips back and grinding his cheeks against the yellow dragon's face. One scaly hand, one metal grabbed his cheeks, keeping them there, and his thoughts shifted to something else.

Dirty, perverted horse with an ass that keeps people fucking. Ass that draws people in. Big, hot, jiggly ass that people can't stop staring at. Dirty little fuck that is always sweaty and slick, getting so musky-sweaty that they smell you coming, and want you. Need you. Crave you.

He whimpered, biting his tongue as he grabbed his cock behind the medial ring and giving it a squeeze. Fuck, that was a hot thought.

He bit his lips as he felt Engy digging in further, shoving his tongue in good and deep. The black dragon arched his back, feeling his ass cheeks growing slightly with each thrust of that tongue between them, making it all the hotter as he felt that warm breath blowing over his rim. Engy had to be huffing up that musk at that point, unable to stop himself, and knowing that he was just as desirable from the bottom as he was from the top was making him want more.

It didn't take long before his hole felt like it had gotten a lube bottle shoved up there and squeezed. His alchemist had always had a bit of a drool problem when he got excited, and this was no exception. Draconicon groaned under his breath, his fingers curling against the glass and his cock as he fought the urge to stroke himself off to the feeling of getting tongue-fucked. It was good, but goddamn, he knew that he needed something just a little more intense than just a tongue back there. something bigger, too.

He panted as he reached back, grabbing Engy by the horns. For a moment, he pulled him just a bit closer, but then pushed him back. The feeling of that slick tongue slowly sliding past his pucker was all the more intense with it being so puffy, and he panted as he finally got it out, sagging against the glass for a second.

"Mmmph. I want to keep going," Engy said, his voice almost pouty.

"Nnngh...in...in a bit..."

"Heh, what's the matter? Enjoying it too much?"

"Almost...almost."

"...Oh, I get it. You want more."

"Do you have to say it like that?"

"Hehehe, master doesn't get to get messed with like this often enough, does he?" the yellow dragon asked, slowly standing up. Soon, Draconicon could see him in the reflective glass. "You want me to make you get fucked, don't you?"

"..."

"That's what we were talking about. Heh. Sorry. I got a little lost in that...sexy ass of yours. Sexy, dirty horse-butt."

"Mmmph..."

"Hehehe, that's the part you like, isn't it? Filthy, dirty dragon with a big fat horse ass."

"Mmmph...throwing words...a bit too scatter-shot there...but not wrong," he admitted, shaking his head as he forced himself to stand up a little straighter.

"Sorry. I'll get it right, eventually."

"I'm sure, but -"

"But first, you need to get fucked."

"I...well, kinda. Yes."

"No, master. You need to get fucked, or I'm going to tell everyone that you're trying to sneak out of the tower to be a slut."

That was where he wanted it to go. He groaned, biting his lips as his cock jerked upward, slapping against his stomach in a purely equine form of arousal. Even as a dragon, it never quite did it that way, but with a sheath and his own big, heavy balls throbbing for attention, what else was his cock going to do but jump and jerk and twitch and slap itself against his belly until he gave it the attention that it needed?

"Hehehe, that's better. I know a place where you can get what you want, master, but you're going to do what I say. Understand?"

"Mmph...I understand."

"Such a good horny horse. Now, come."

They went back down, down, down, down to the bottom of the skyscraper, into the basement levels but not quite all the way down to the tunnels of Eldritch Horrors that Ailsa had dug out some time back. They could have, he supposed, but that would have taken the things that he had already done in different directions, and they'd barely gotten a good deal with the demons down there written out. Best not to test their luck.

Instead, they went to the break rooms two stories below the main floors, and as soon as they stepped out, Engy pushed forward, shielding Draconicon from being seen by the kobolds and other staffers that had come down for breaks, lunch, snacks, and games during their off time.

"Attention, everyone! We've got a big surprise for you down at the Wall. But, we want some privacy until it's all set up. So, everyone shut your eyes, and then come down to the Wall in twenty minutes. Got it? Twenty minutes."

There was a brief sound of shuffling and questions, but Engy didn't answer, and just kept saying to close their eyes. Eventually, they must have, because the yellow dragon waved for Draconicon to follow. He did, stepping out of the elevator and looking side to side.

Everyone had closed their eyes, alright, though some were obviously curious, their ears flicking or - in the case of the kobolds and other lizards - tilting their ear-holes towards the elevator as if they might catch a hint or something of what was going on. He smiled at their studious curiosity, but shook his head as he followed his alchemist along. He had a good idea of what the 'Wall' was, but he didn't want to ask in case someone heard his voice and decided that it had to be him.

He turned out to be right. Just down the hall and to the left, they walked into a room that was essentially wall-bondage, mostly for those that wanted to shove their upper bodies through the wall and leave their asses hanging out the other side. Draconicon's cheeks went bright red as he imagined what might happen to his ass down here, particularly with how sensitive and -

Dirty, sweaty, musky, huge -

How appealing it must be, and his cock twitched, slipping up to slap against his chest again. The flared head left slime all across his pecs, and he groaned under his breath, rubbing it in.

"So...I just..."

"If you want me to keep your secret, you gotta," Engy said, giggling. "And then your big butt is going to be free use for all the tower workers."

"Oh, god..."

"Kobolds, crocodiles, elephants, anything that wants your ass gets to fuck it. How's it feel, master? How's it feel, thinking about all those big dicks getting to use you, the big, powerful dragon mage?"

"Mmmph..."

"Hehehe, that naughty horse cock looks like it likes the idea."

He did, and it did, and everything sounded hot as hell, particularly with how many loads were probably waiting to be dropped in his ass down here. Even though they wouldn't know it was him, he'd know, and that meant that he'd probably have all kinds of fantasies of doing it again, and it'd corrupt him, and -

No, no, probably not, not without some extra magic, but his fantasies were running wild, and he could feel his ass cheeks clenching, his asshole puckering, and -

And there was something else back there, something that tickled over his hole. Draconicon blinked, looking over and back -

"When did that happen?"

"Probably when I was rimming you. I, uh, wasn't paying too much attention, but it had changed by the time that you pulled me back," Engy admitted.

Changed from a dragon tail to a light, slightly pointless horse tail, filled with the soft black strands that he imagined a few other members of the harem would like to pet and stroke rather than do anything else with. He blushed as he realized that he didn't have anything else to actually protect his hole at the moment, leaving it vulnerable to anyone that wanted to take advantage of him, or it.

God, how did this keep getting hotter?

"Through the hole, master."

Engy gestured him through, and the once-dragon nodded, sliding forward and putting his head down. He crawled through until he reached a spot up to his waist, at which point the hole started filling in with some sort of padding, which pressed up against his stomach and down against his spine. In short order, everything from the waist down was trapped on the other side.

To his relief, there was a bench on this side to support him so that he wasn't completely supporting himself, but that still meant that he was shifting from leg to leg on the other side. He could feel the air flow of the air con blowing over his cock, his balls, his ass hole. Just knowing that was so freely on display made it all the hotter, and he blushed as he wondered how long he'd have to wait before someone was -

"Mmph!"

He bit off a yelp as he felt his tail getting yanked up. For a moment, he thought that he was going to get fucked, but no. That was just Engy pulling his tail up and binding it to the wall so that it was out of the way. He hissed softly as he felt a metal finger against his pucker again, then it was gone, and he had nothing. A moment later, the yellow dragon opened the door on the other side of the wall, stepping into the room and sitting at Draconicon's side.

"Feeling comfortable?" Engy asked.

"As comfortable as I can," he admitted. "This is...hoo boy. This is more than usual."

"Hehehe, you like it."

"I'm...just a dirty slut today..."

"Dirty, musky, so low compared to everyone else."

"Mmph...fuck...just...just where I...want to be for now."

"Hehe, a dirty, horny horse," the yellow dragon said. "With an ass perfect for fucking."

"God...yes."

"Do you wanna watch?"

Engy held out a tablet, and he took it almost instantly, holding it in front of him. It was set to the security cameras in the room just behind him, and he tapped it a couple of times to get used to the different angles. One pointed back to the door that would let him look at anyone fucking him from the front, one from behind that would let him see it from that angle, one from the side, and -

"Seriously? One from the...from beneath?"

"I, um, might have put that one in myself," Engy admitted. "I like seeing the balls swinging."

They'd see a lot more from that angle, considering the camera was right between his feet. It pointed forward, getting a good look at those low, dangling, leathery balls, and a great deal of his cock, though it had since started dangling and the head was just out of shot. But most of all, it was a bottom-up view of his ass, and...

Well, Draconicon hadn't thought that his ass would look quite that good. He had the huge, rounded cheeks of a big draft horse, muscular but with that extra fat-layer that he'd developed from his sedentary lifestyle. His balls hung low, his ass cheeks were...quite well-spread by his puffy pucker, and his hole...

He could see why Engy had said that it was loose, and that it looked like he had been trying to attract elephants. His asshole had been puffed up and made into quite a donut, and the rim was a little bit on the pink side rather than being the same black, leathery flesh of his sac. It looked like it was meant to spread around bigger, thicker cocks, and he looked forward to seeing just how it looked and felt to have it pushed as wide as it could get.

God. He was a slut. He was a dirty fucking -

Just thinking that was making him sweat, he realized, and he stared as he watched his hole and his balls start to ooze with new droplets of it. Were his thoughts starting to get out of control? Were his fantasies bleeding into his magic and making his own needs worse?

Probably. Fuck. That shouldn't be hot, but it certainly was.

"So...how long until -"

Engy tapped his lips and pointed to the screen. The door had already opened, and a crocodile had stepped in, one that was dressed in a janitorial jumpsuit. Draconicon bit off a groan. Master of the city, and here he was in a wall, getting ready to be fucked by a janitor.

Dirty little stallion.

He groaned, his tail flicking slightly on camera as the crocodile walked up behind him. The big, burly reptile reached down, fondling his ass cheeks, spreading them, rubbing a thumb across his puffy rim. He was flicking through the camera angles repeatedly, huffing and wince-moaning as his cock flicked forward and slapped against the wall since it was bent backwards rather than on the other side with him.

"Fuck...fuck..."

It was both maddening and arousing as fuck to have his body tied up and restrained, unable to reach back for his cock, only able to rely on what the other guy was going to do. The crocodile lifted his hand - damp from the dragon-horse's ass sweat - to his nose, and he saw the sudden bulge that bounced up in the other reptile's pants as soon as he got a whiff of that musk.

"Oh boy..."

"Hehehehe, looks like he likes your ass, 'master,'" Engy teased, chuckling. "I bet he's going to fuck it but good."

Draconicon was thinking the same thing. He breathed in slowly as the crocodile pulled down his zipper, groaning under his breath as the fat thing rubbed against his hole before -

Squelch.

The pressure of that fat cock going right down his hole was more than he could immediately take in, and his breath whooshed out in a long, slow moan that refused to stay quiet. He wanted to arch his back against it, wanted to thrust his ass back to take more of it, but the sheer pleasure of just being filled finally was all that he could take. It was enough, for now, and the humiliation of it being a janitor fucking his ass was just something that fell into the background, all but forgotten already in favor of the feeling of his puffy hole getting spread wide on camera.

God, that looked hot. He watched himself getting fucked as the crocodile slowly pulled out, that fleshy pink shaft slowly dragging backwards as his puffy donut of a pucker clenched around it. He had to bite his tongue to keep from moaning seeing it getting dragged back the way that a looser hole loved to do, and then -

In again, and he moaned, his cock swinging forward to thump against the wall once more. The crocodile adjusted himself on the camera feed, fingers finding a better grip around his hips, and then they really got started.

Draconicon moaned more than he meant to, his face bright red as he felt the tingling pleasure of being a dirty little stallion sex toy coursing through him. That same pleasure was turning into a new spell, but despite knowing that, he couldn't stop it. Or, at least, he didn't want to stop it, and when he was that consumed with a new fantasy, that amounted to the same thing.

In, out, in, out, the crocodile rutted him, and he could feel the difference between that and the times that he had used his toys on his usual dragon ass. There was more of a jiggle, and the sucking feeling around his rim, the friction and the wetness back there, were both much higher than usual. He felt his hips getting rammed right up against the wall, grinding against the pressurized cushion that kept him from getting away, and he bit his lips as he felt the sheer softness of his rump getting flattened and condensed every time that the crocodile slammed all the way up to the hilt. In, out, in, out, in, out.

"Fuck...fuck..."

He could feel the change rippling up his body, his scales falling out and leaving behind black fur, and his wings weren't doing much better. He could feel the leather membrane that connected the bony ridges back there shrinking away, sliding into the flesh and leaving them bare as trees in winter, even as the framework was slowly pulling into his spine and fading away. Bit by bit, his dragon-ish features were fading away, covered up by equine ones.

"Ah...ah..."

His face was slowly pushing out, too, and as the crocodile humped him from behind, it almost felt like each thrust was powering the change. Perhaps it was in a way, as each jolt of pleasure through his ass - buzzing right up his prostate to his dick and then up his spine - was followed by a little tweak, a rounding out of the end of his snout, a filing down of his fangs, pulling his horns back into his head.

"Ah...mmmph...fuck...fuck my hot...hot sweaty ass..."

"Hehehe, feel good to be just a stallion slut?" Engy asked.

"God...god, yes," Draconicon moaned.

"Want to be here for a while?"

"Mmm...mmm-hmm..."

"Hehehe, maybe we should get you a stable, somewhere where you could be the 'mare' for all the tower workers."

"Nnngh...don't - oh fuck, fuck he's cumming!"

It was clear on the video, but much clearer with the warmth spreading through his guts. He huffed, lowering his head against the bench as he felt the heat of someone else's cum actually shooting into him rather than the simple imitation lube that he had used in private moments past. God, this was different...and it felt...it felt right.

He had expected being more horse-like to feel conflicted, more humiliated, but there was something about the earthy-beast feelings that made him feel like he deserved this, like he was a sweaty, low-down beast that deserved to be at the bottom of things, that his fat-ass was made to be fucked. The feeling was...hot, very hot, considering where he'd come from, and he wanted to get more. So much more.

The crocodile pulled out, and he had a second or two to see just how wet and messy his insides were - his donut hole was spread wide, gaping despite the fact that it was so flexible - and he shivered as he watched the thick white river slowly running out of his insides. It dripped down along the rim of his puffy hole, along his taint and then down to his balls, mixing with his sweat as it went down. He bit his lips, huffing against the bench.

"Fuck...fuck..."

"Everything okay, master?" Engy asked.

"God...yes."

"You...you sure?"

"Yeah, just...just a lot more...and a lot...better than I expected."

"Are you...actually..."

"No, just...switch flipped...real fucking hard."

The problem with being a switch that had to fulfill one role all the time was that you sometimes had to deal with a serious reversal that meant that it overwhelmed everything else that you were used to. He had been on top for a while, both with his harem and those that he had gone to see in the city and elsewhere. It was something that he had become almost used to, feeding the other side with toys and the occasional fantasy. This...fuck, this hit buttons that he didn't know how to deal with just yet.

The crocodile had pulled out, and he was already replaced with an elephant, one that looked like he was more than ready to put a stallion in his place and just go to town. Draconicon barely had a chance to breathe before that fat head pressed against his gaping hole and then -

Squelch!

The 'smack' of those gray hips hammering home was just what the submissive side of his brain had been craving, and he moaned out loud as he felt it getting fulfilled. His cock was throbbing, bouncing, spitting on the other side, the head so far down that it was pressed right against the floor and grinding against it, pooling and swimming in a puddle of its own juices. He could feel his balls getting ground forward and back, forward and back by the elephant's rough thrusts, and -

SMACK!

A rough spank followed, and he was gritting his teeth as he came. His hole clenched down and his cock jumped, his balls rising as he spilled his load all over the floor. Silvery pre-cum turned to white, thick, messy cum, the load of a horse meant to break through and seed a mare spilling all over the floor. He could almost smell his own heady musk by looking at it, his cock trapped in place, meant to cum and make a display of itself rather than being allowed to do what it was made for. His cheeks, burned and his hole clenched, and the elephant just kept fucking, spanking, using him.

"Master?" Engy asked.

"Mmm?"

"Can I, um..."

"G-go get in line," he said.

"Thank you!"

And with that, the yellow dragon was gone, leaving him alone in the room and just...taking it. Without someone to see his reactions, it was almost less good, but the elephant was so big and so wide and so...so filling that he didn't really care. He set the camera tablet up just barely in reach, and then gripped the bench under him, holding tight as he was railed.

As he got used to it, he realized that he could just barely hear something through the wall. Was...was someone...was that the elephant -

"Fucking little slut. Sloppy little hole. How many cocks you take, mare?"

"Mmmph..."

There it was. That was the stuff. He felt those strong gray fingers digging into his ass cheeks, pulling at them, anchoring the stud to pull him forward time and time again. Every time those hips hit him, his cock jumped, his balls raised.

"I ain't seen you around the tower, but I promise. Next time I see you, I'm gonna bend you right over and breed you again. Just like the fucking mare-stud you are."

Fucking mare.

Mare-stud.

That mix of male and female and all the fuckery that came with that was already playing havoc with his brain. He was almost drooling as the elephant picked up the pace, railing him like there was no tomorrow, and he felt his mane coming in as it kept on going. In, out, in, out, each time feeling just a little bit more equine, a little bit hotter, and more than that, just a little bit dirtier.

That was the thing that was really hitting him. The humiliation. The context. The fact that he was a sweaty, lesser-than stallion compared to his previous shape. This was what deserved to get fucked. This was what he was when he went completely subby: dirty, sweaty, slimy, wanting. Almost in heat, begging for it up the ass time and time again, his hole so perfect that people would fight for it. He moaned as he felt his hole clenching down all the harder, probably making noises on the other side that he couldn't hear as the elephant used him, fucked him, rutted him over and over again. Oh, god, yes, yes, take him hard, take him and break him in, make him a good little -

The trumpet sound of the elephant's orgasm broke him from those fantasies, at least, and the next flood was more than enough to tell him that he was getting stuffed full of more seed. He felt his stomach swelling ever so slightly, and he would have reached down to touch it if he had more flexibility. As it stood, he just wheezed and huffed and puffed as he laid there, shaking his head.

"God...god..."

The pulsing, squirting, slimy feeling of the elephant cumming inside of him was just what he needed, and everything that he wanted. Well, almost everything, as his cock was still throbbing on the other side, but it was still pretty damn hot. He curled his toes as he imagined his seed spreading, the elephant's cum running out of his ass and down to his feet, sliming him and marking him. God, that'd be a bitch-scent, wouldn't it?

Then the elephant started pulling out, and he realized that there was something different there, something that he hadn't felt before. That cock had felt almost...well, mostly humanoid before, but as it started pulling back, the head felt...thicker. He blinked. Wait, was it -

POP!

The feeling of it sliding free was almost knot-like, and he scrambled for the tablet. He picked it up just as the elephant was starting to tuck his cock away, but he pulled it up soon enough to see what it was he'd felt.

A flare.

A flared cock-head that hadn't been there before.

I...I corrupted him.

That meant that his magic was out of control, running wild and looking for a way to get out. His fantasies were always something a little on the impossible side for non-magical reality, but this wasn't supposed to happen.

Nnnngh, oh boy...

He stared at the screen as his hole oozed white seed from the elephant's fucking, and he was just mesmerized by it. The idea of becoming some sort of stud hole, an embarrassment even to equine-kind with how eager he was to get fucked, was more than a little appealing. The hunger for further humiliation, to create more studs that would be big enough to really put his hole through its paces, was something that spoke to him more than it usually did. He rubbed his forehead, shaking his head.

"I'm starting to get Engy's fascination with growth..."

Engy. Right. The yellow dragon had just appeared on the camera, and he was hard as hell. The bathrobe was kicked aside, and his friend's package was on full display. It was a hefty one, particularly those heavy golden balls, but even as he thought of putting a message through to the other side to warn Engy about what was going to happen, he hesitated. He imagined that big cock of his friend's with a flare on the end of it, and with heavy balls that were leathery and musky, more like his. The mental image was rather sexy, he had to admit, and he blushed as he imagined how much he would allow just for the sake of his own fantasies right now.

God, what is wrong with me?

The answer, he imagined, was probably a rather long list, and a list that wasn't really worth examining right at the moment, not when he had a big dick that was already rubbing against his slicked-up, well-'lubed' pucker. He put the tablet down, took a deep breath, and braced himself for the next fuck.

Engy, I hope you're ready for a horse cock.

After all, his friend was rather well-endowed, but that didn't mean that he couldn't be just a little bit...bigger.

And sweatier.

And more like a hard, needy fucker himself...

The End

Summary: Engy and Drac have a bit of fun, then go down to the deeper part of the tower for some more pleasure in anonymity.

Tags: M/M, M/solo, Transformation, Horse Draconicon, Draconicon, Dragon, Crocodile, Elephant, Hole in the Wall, Bondage, Sex, Anal, Cum, Orgasm, Creampie, Musky, Sweaty, Series,