Hoard of Big Fluffs 6
Story by Tagenar on SoFurry
{It turns out Garr had seen a dragon once before, as a child, and apparently it had a profound impact on him.}
Hoard of Big Fluffs 6
by tagenar (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/tagenar | https://tagenar.sofurry.com/)
{It turns out Garr had seen a dragon once before, as a child, and apparently it had a profound impact on him.}
Garr was a canine, and he stood before Ethrix on four legs. Garr’s knot was so large it pushed his hind legs apart. His penis was half the size of his whole body, but he could stand on all four feet at least.
The dragon’s penis hadn’t retracted into his slit once since the former human touched the ruby. Ethrix spoke through Garr’s mouth.
“It is one week, Garreth. Have you made a choice?” “Yes, I want to stay forever.” “Let’s start with a year. Thank you, Garreth. You will be helping me immensely. I promise you won’t regret this commitment.”
A trustworthy Kobold (the same she he had met the other day) pranced up to him and handed Garreth a flask of green liquid. Garreth couldn’t grip anything with his paws, so he opened his mouth, and the little lizard poured the liquid down his throat.
As soon as it hit his stomach, Garreth felt as if a cave opening widened, and now more of the dragon rushed into him. His muscles bubbled, and his height doubled in one smooth motion that made him snarl. His cock didn’t inflate with him, so he stood easier than ever.
Everything hit him at once now. The rage, the desire to fill someone with eggs, the hatred of males larger than he, the urge to overcome challengers and be the biggest, the strongest, the most desirable. He barely had room in his mind for any other thoughts.
By the time his body settled, his shoulders surrounded his head. His chest touched the ground, and his thighs rippled. Just his pulse was enough to make them flex. He felt as if he could defeat the sun.
Garr growled. Ethrix responded through Garr’s muzzle. “This is how it feels to be a male dragon in heat. Take it. Take it for me. Relieve me of my burden.” “Gladly. Thank you for this.” “I will not hold back now. Do whatever my urges desire. Please. Thank you for staying, Garreth. I knew you would. I sent a Kobold to inform your Guild that you are ill with fevers and need time to recover.” “Oh... thanks. I’m sure they’ll trust a Kobold’s word on that.” “You are free to indulge my desires for me.”
The canine turned around, legs sprouting new veins. He padded forward, arms swelling and pushing his chest harder against the ground. His chest became so big he rose to his hind legs, and they accommodated an upright posture as new abdominal muscles rose between the ones that were already there, fighting for position.
Males in the distance. Their scents made his cock drip. They were bigger than he was, and he felt both hatred and arousal. They noticed him coming, and they felt the same way. Now he was one of them, and they wanted to test their muscles. Fighting made them bigger, and that’s all they wanted. To be bigger than the other males. To be the biggest so no one could challenge them and all the eggs would be theirs.
“Yes,” Ethrix said through all of their muzzles a the same time. “Fight. Fight so I don’t have to. Take these urges from me. Help me! Please!”
Garr ran headlong into the group of felines. They ran to meet him, and they collided with him, chest muscles smacking together, not even puckering they were so thick, but the impact made veins rise up everywhere on Garr’s chest, and across the feline’s entire body as well. Garr pushed off, and the feline’s fur changed from orange to red as his triceps swelled. The feline crouched on all fours, his penis squished between his chest and biceps. The pressure made several globs of clear liquid spurt out. Some of it hit Garr, and it made him roar as he charged. The feline took off running again, and they collided, feline wrapping his arms around Garr and rolling him over. They crashed to the stone, embracing one another, torso-length cocks squished between one another’s chest.
The feline began feeling Garr’s triceps. Garr admired his in return as they both snarled and growled. Being touched made Garr’s dick rise up and kiss the feline’s chin. The feline’s spiky tool kissed Garr’s, and the canine opened his mouth and started licking. It continued swelling and rising until it passed Garr’s muzzle. Garr could feel his own shaft thickening and sliding past the feline’s muzzle. Their cocks were twice as long as their bodies now and thick enough to spread their legs out.
His opponent rolled to his back, dick over his shoulder, yet despite its weight it did not depress his chest muscles, which had swollen so much they pushed his chin up. Garr also rolled to his back, and he looked much the same as the feline.
The cat looked over at Garr. He smiled. “I’m Linus. You’re Garr?”
“Just drank the potion for a year.”
His dick surged in length, now easily twice as long as his body and about as thick. “I’ve been here six months. Happy to see you caught the spirit of this.”
Seeing the cat’s dick that size made Garr’s dick rumble and stretch out to match. They were equals, and yet part of Garr wanted to be bigger—couldn’t rest until he was the biggest around. Garr panted as he licked his canine dick. He felt pulses. His entire body pulsed. His muscles sprouted new veins, and his shaft erupted. At least thirty spurts came from him, so strong they probably painted the cave wall in the distance.
As Garr settled down, he noticed the feline’s shaft had thickened even more from watching. The quadruped could barely wrap all four legs around it, so Garr leaned over and licked it for him. The extra touches made him thicken even more. Legs. Stomach. Shoulders.
Finally Linus erupted much the same as Garr had. The feline smell made Garr feel dreamy, so much he did not notice when he came back to himself. He didn’t notice when he had returned to somewhat normal proportions, with his cock only as long as his body and not quite half as thick.
Linus had returned to the same size as Garr, and he rolled over, straddling his still rigid length. Garr rose to all four paws, surprised to be able to stand without his dick being in the way. Linus bumped snouts with him and led the way deeper into the cave.
“A whole year,” Garr gasped, observing how Linus had to walk with that thing between all four legs. His leg muscles brushed it with every step. “A year of this! I should be paying the dragon!”
Linus laughed, also observing Garr’s gait and that no matter how Garr moved, his muscles rubbed his dick. “Can you sense the connection between all of us yet?”
“You mean the soul link with Ethrix? I felt that a week ago, yes.”
“If you focus hard enough, you can see it.”
“Why would I want to see it?”
“Stay there. Watch me.”
Garr sat down, knot squeezed between his thighs and sticking out some three yards in front of him. Linus walked before him, making a big show of rubbing his penis with his limbs. He had no choice. “In a moment, you should be able to feel what I’m doing.”
“Really?”
The thick feline walked back and forth before Garr. After staring at him long enough, Garr did start to feel the motion of his arms and legs rubbing against the feline’s dick, and with that, Garr saw a flash of something.
A blue line streaming from Linus to Ethrix. The sensations Linus was generating flowed to the dragon. Garr noticed other lines. The other hundred-ish people all connected to the dragon. Sensations flowing back and forth, and some more subtle motions. They were all linked to the dragon, and sometimes they could pick up on one another’s sensations.
As soon as Garr became aware of it, he began to feel as if Linus were rubbing his own shaft. The disassociation made Garr’s cock stretch half a yard outward. His canine knot spread his hind legs out as it swelled further.
Linus paused and looked upward, at the blue lines connecting all of them to the dragon. “Everything we feel, he feels. He sends us urges, and he gets to live them through us.”
Garr’s penis stopped swelling at double his height. Garr licked what he could reach, and he observed the sensations flowing down the line connecting him to Ethrix. The dragon always appeared to be sleeping, even as his cock pulsed and his muscles rippled just from breathing.
“So where are you from?” Garr said.
“Miasi, in Abarath, in the west.”
“Never been there. Is it all a desert?”
“Only the lowlands. Nobody lives down there. The mountains are home to hundreds of towns and our greatest cities.”
Linus turned around and approached Garr. He gave Garr’s biceps a firm squeeze while licking Garr’s dick up as far as he could reach. Garr’s dick lengthened by another foot.
Garr felt the feline’s tricep. His forelegs were disproportionate to the rest of his body, especially the triceps. Feeling them made his own arms tingle in delight, and he could feel his own forelegs swelling, spinning new muscle fibers.
“Is it true nobody has seen what’s west of the mountains?”
Linus leaned over and gave Garr’s chest a lick. “More desert, and an ocean. Nothing else to see.”
“There are rumors that’s where the dragons live. Have you seen any?”
Linus laughed. “Until I came here, I wasn’t sure if dragons were real. It had been so long since I saw one I started to question my memory.” He sat down and rose to his hind paws, bracing himself on Garr’s chest. He licked the muscle, trying to knead it.
Seeing the feline use his body for support made Garr’s dick pulse, and a long line of clear liquid flowed down the tip. Garr could just barely see under his chest, and he noticed a few Kobolds scrambling to collect it in beakers and buckets.
“I saw one,” Garr answered, trembling a little. “When I was child.”
“Really?” Linus’s eyes brightened. Ethrix took over his mouth. “Go on.”
Garr looked away. He opened his mouth a few times but nothing came out.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’ve... I haven’t told anyone about this in a long time. The last time I did, it was embarrassing.”
Linus licked his lips. “Must be good, then.”
Garr collected his thoughts. It took effort to make them words. “He landed in our village. I must have been five years old. For years I only remembered this while I was dreaming about it. Wasn’t until years later I remembered this while awake, and then I told someone and he wouldn’t speak to me again. I haven’t wanted to say it since. He... He stood there, breathing fire. Everyone was running, but I couldn’t stop looking at him. He had red scales. Blood red. Some green lines up and down his flanks, but you wouldn't notice at a glance. I noticed because I was the last one to flee. I couldn’t stop looking at him. He was destroying everything, but I just stood there, looking at him. Seeing Ethrix reminds me of that. Just those muscles on his underbelly alone entranced me. Finally my father snatched me and carried me away, but I wanted to keep looking at him. He burned the entire town. Nobody died, but he left nothing standing.”
Linus rested his chin on Garr’s pectoral, licking his lips as he looked at him. “Is that all you saw?”
Garr laughed. “He was out of his slit, too. I remember walking back and forth, trying to see his stomach behind it.”
Linus smacked Garr’s chest muscle, fibers flexing just from Garr’s pulse. “Sounds like a life-changing moment.”
“So when the Kobold asked me if I wanted to be part of a dragon’s hoard, all I really wanted to do was see one again. Just to find out if what I remembered was real.”
“Does Ethrix look anything like that dragon who burned your village?”
“I think Ethrix is even more muscular. He’s... He’s exactly how I see dragons in my dreams.”
Linus leaned forward and licked Garr’s muzzle. “Now you can have some of it for yourself. Just think. That dragon of your youth burned your village out of frustration for not being able to find a mate. That’s why he was out of his slit. Destroying something is one way to relieve the feeling. Ethrix would be out there doing just that if not for us.”
“I get to feel it myself. I do... I feel just the way I always imagined that dragon did while he breathed fire on everything around me. I wondered why he did it, and now I know.”
Linus hopped down and sat on his haunches. “What do you think, Ethrix? Do you know who that was?”
The dragon in the center of the cave answered through both of their mouths: “I can see your memory now, Garr. He does look familiar. I may have met him.”
The canine dropped to all fours, feet just barely able to touch the ground. “Really? Could...? Could I see him again? What’s his name?” “It could be one of several people. I’d have to go back and consult with the others. I can’t do so while in heat, but please accept this instead.”
The blue ribbon between him and Ethrix pulsed, and Garr received moving images and sounds of several male dragons who matched Garr’s description. One seemed to be in the mountains. Another took place in what resembled a place of learning, perhaps a lecture. Another seemed to—
“Wait! Show me the second one again, please.”
Ethrix obliged and sent the lecture again, this time with clear sound. Garr waited until the view showed his stomach. He wondered if all dragons had rippling muscles like this, and then the voice... Those forelegs. That underbelly...
“I think that’s him. That voice... Yes, I remember.”
Linus had also been receiving this, and he spoke up as the vision ended. “Who is that?”
Ethrix answered through both of their muzzles: “He is one of my professors. His name is Jixai. You must have met him during his second heat. Males go through it twice in their lives. Once at the beginning and again toward the end.”
“That would make him an old man,” Garr said.
“What does he profess?” Linus asked.
Their muzzles answered: “Magic. He was one of my first. Taught me some basics. I’ve been looking deeper into your memory of him, Garreth, and yes, I agree. That must be him. A very formative memory. Seeing his form brought out so many things in you. He may have changed you. When I meet him again, I’ll be sure to tell him.”
Garr waited until he had control of his mouth again. “Could I see him again? Please?” “What would you say?” “I don’t know. Just that... He may have burned my home and everything I knew, but... I had wet dreams about him for years.”
Garr sent some of his dreams to Ethrix. Linus received them, too. The blue lines linking everyone showed the others also saw them. The dragon in the center of the cave stirred. The penises of everyone in the cave grew another eleven inches in length and girth.
“Ooooooohhh, yes. I can feel that,” the dragon said through every mouth throughout the cavern. “Very tasty. I promise to let him know how he changed you. I sense there’s something else, too. Something you have never put to words. I want to help you with these memories. Allow me, please.”
Garr felt sleepy and reclined on the cave floor.
Linus approached him, sniffing, grinning.
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