FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The King watched in silence the arrival of its vessel. The Collector, an old and small cargo aircraft entered Aurealis' atmosphere, driven by the talented hands of the red dragon known as Danny. Wearing sunglasses and an open denim jacket over his bare torso, he kept a poker face as he did skillfully the task that usually required two males for that type of aircraft. It was a spectacle worth watching--and definitely one that deviated the attention from his refusal to wear trousers or underwear.

Standing behind him, YongSeop inspected his maneuver, ready to jump in. Not that Danny needed the help, but better safe than sorry. Unlike his nephew, the orange dragon had a special vest over him. Green and not so different from a military one, it carried everything he needed to survive an emergency--from flares to medkits and other tools. His camo jeans looked loose, but its cloth had a special property that changed the tightness according to the circumstance.

With arms crossed, he was vigilant of Danny's every move. He had done that dozens of times, yes, but that reckless attitude forced him to stay there--especially when they landed on an unknown planet. Danny knew he was there, but never cared that much about it. One of his pleasures was giving Uncle his usual smug face after a successful landing.

The metallic door opened moments later, and Bheni walked in. Dressed in the same way YongSeop was, the blue dragon stood next to Uncle and looked up at him raising an eyebrow. He was physically smaller and lacked the muscles Danny and YongSeop had, but he was by far the smartest of the three. To compensate for his lack of strength, his left arm wore an exo-skeleton powered by the vest--it was only a small frame with pistons and a gauntlet around his hand, which gave him the power needed when the situation required it.

"He's gonna kill us one day, whether if you're here or not," Bheni said after a while, being unsuccessful in getting a reaction out of his Uncle.

"Oh, you can bet I'm gonna crash this thing if Uncle tries to take over," Danny replied over the constant beeping and the roaring motor.

"I just like to watch. There's nothing wrong in that," YongSeop looked away to evade Bheni's frown.

"Yeah, yeah. Three years doing this and you still think I can't land this trashcan. Why don't you check your equipment again?"

"I already did," Bheni replied. "I'm surprised this planet hasn't been fully explored yet. It seems to have a lot of potential."

"Well, there's nothing of value in this system. And very few routes come close to it," YongSeop explained. "More than half of the flora and fauna of this planet alone is still unknown."

"Fancy words to say not even the animals here are valuable," Danny followed up. "That would explain why the Confederacy doesn't mind taking it under its powerful wing."

"And that's why we're here, to change that," YongSeop put both hands on his hips.

"As long as it's true what you heard. This is the last planet on the list. If the slug isn't here, we're fucked," Bheni added with a shrug. "There's no way we can't get a permit to study the specimens at Earth."

"Where's your adventurous spirit? Exploring unknown planets it's the best way to find new creatures!" YongSeop tried to cheer him up, giving him a soft bump on his shoulder right when Danny landed the ship.

"I simply don't like working around rumors."

"Well, that attitude isn't gonna help us. We're already here," Danny turned the chair, extending both legs and arms in a welcoming manner. "Best we can do is have some fun."

Bheni looked away from his hanging cock while YongSeop just peered at it for an instant before staring back at the red dragon. Needless to say, both were flustered as always for the lack of decency he had--not to mention the size, which was impressive even when flaccid.

"I'll keep an eye on the ship while you two go out there and do your job. We have two containment cells currently available, but try not to bring more than one specimen, ok?"

"You better fix the third one while we're out," YongSeop ordered, but Danny dismissed his words by waving his hand. "And check the engine! It's the third time I told you. I don't want to appear in the wrong sector after jumping again."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm already on it. Call me if there's an emergency," Danny said, turning his chair back to the navigation panel.

YongSeop just rolled his eyes and followed Bheni outside the ship, passing next to the containment cells Danny mentioned. The large tubes were covered with scratches from the inside, a result of the many species held captive in them for study. Their rooms were above the cargo area, and the only thing protecting the pilot from a containment breach was the briefing room in between. The entire ship structure was a mess, but nor Bheni nor Danny suggested a change since it had a sentimental value for YongSeop.

"I know I already ask this several times, but-"

"Yes, nephew. I verified the source," YongSeop interrupted Bheni as they waited for the decompression. The orange dragon wasn't mad about his inquiries, considering he learned his lesson after following wrongful leads in the past. "Worst case scenario, we still have a lot to discover on this planet."

"Having a lot to discover doesn't mean discovering something valuable."

"And I thought Danny was the asshole," YongSeop sighed.

Bheni did the same but still didn't look directly at Uncle. The air from the decompression blew their silver manes and sneak inside their vests, sending a cold shiver all over their bodies.

"I guess I'm just stressed out. We need to find something big before those fuckers from the Gamma Sector. I heard they got a new ship and a full crew."

"Well, they have money but lack talent. There's a reason why they're always gathering new crew members."

"I know, but still..."

"Look," YongSeop rushed to explain. "This business isn't gonna last forever. Soon enough they're gonna start regulating our practice and we're either gonna work for a government agency or into illegal hunting. Until that happens, let's keep doing our best and discover as many unknown species as we can."

"I always thought space would be the next Wild West for several years," a depressed Bheni admitted after a brief pause.

"We can blame the Confederacy on that one."

The door opened, and the mystical fauna of Aurealis greeted the duo. Trees above 100 meters and sentient vines extended before them. Vegetation of multiple colors, from green to blue and red, with flowers and plants whose shapes defied logic. A beautiful Eden covering a swamp-like terrain, with the vines carrying the flowers to higher heights. The magical sound of an unknown bird and the sweet scent lingering in the air gave the forest a final touch of safety.

The colorful garden growing in the most inhospitable place didn't amaze the two hunters. They had seen better--and worse--to know those were the colors of a trap. Most savage creatures hid behind the beauty, waiting for their prey to lower their guard. You lay down to pick up a flower, and the next you see are the fangs of a monster closing over you. Only the luckiest can go without feeling or seeing something.

"The Computer says this ecosystem has the perfect living conditions for our target. Let's spread to cover more terrain. I don't think it's dangerous, but let's keep our distance in case we find it."

Bheni nodded in reply to Uncle and moved northwest. YongSeop took the northeast. The only thing between them and the forest was the shallow river crossing the big clare where Danny landed the ship. For an instant, the old, orange dragon felt some eyes over him. He expected to find Danny standing out of the ship, ready to jerk off on an unknown planet, but there was no one there. He was already alone, now that Bheni had also disappeared into the woods. YongSeop discarded the idea and moved forward, unaware of the King looking at him from the shadows.

Part 1

Among the three, Bheni was the most skilled one when it came to exploring a new planet. Uncle said he probably was an explorer in a past life. His slender body allowed him to move swiftly and gracefully, making no noise no matter how fast he went. It was an incredible talent, considering the size of his tail--it also helped he didn't have wings like the other two, a detail he eventually came to appreciate. This gave him an advantage over YongSeop.

The forest maintained the same magical look as he progressed. There was a scent he noticed from the moment they left the ship. Sweet but weak. Familiar yet unknown, and it started to bother him the more he breathe it. He wanted to know from where it was coming, but that was not his objective.

The undergrowth wasn't too hard to walk through, but the moving vines above got him nervous. He already had an incident in the past involving them, and it ended quite messy--surprisingly, the danger some new alien species posed came not from their ferocity but their mating rituals, which both Bheni and YongSeop had... experienced firsthand.

A flustered dragon brushed the thought away, although he couldn't stop his cheeks from burning and his cock from getting hard over the memory. Those horny creatures always had their way over new unsuspicious victims. It's not that he hated being one of them--clearly being fucked was better than being killed. It just surprised him how easy was to end with something inside his ass than being mauled by a monster

Bheni continued for about 15 minutes. When he found a trace of purple mucus over a tree, the blue dragon knew he was on the right track. The little information they had about this creature included the type of mucus left on his path. Bheni was looking for a slug, temporarily called Bride Slug. Big, somewhere between 1.50 to 2 meters, colorful. It was still unknown if it was sentient or capable to communicate, but some reports--still unconfirmed--suggested its mucus had hallucinogen effects. Bheni only stopped for a moment to take a sample of its mucus. Its consistency was strangely thick, but he couldn't perceive a smell coming out of it.

The trace continued for several meters. It went across the trees and the undergrowth. Bheni knew he was getting out of the safety perimeter, as the tracking device in his vest kindly reminded him by vibrating softly, but he couldn't stop at that point. Finding the Bride Slug was a priority. Even when he entered a denser section of the forest, he moved forward. With a pat over his right shoulder, the vest sent out a small drone the size of a tennis ball. Used as a recorder, it followed the dragon, keeping track of his progress and everything he was looking at.

The blue dragon noticed the mucus had less consistency. A quick deduction told him he was getting close.

"There's a chance it hardens when in contact with the air," he thought. A small brain implant transmitted the thought right to the drone, where it translated into words recorded as part of the video. It was a nifty little trick, considering some of those creatures had extremely fine hearing.

There was another glade ahead, considerably smaller than where Danny landed. And in it, he found his target. Slugs at Earth were disgusting creatures. Its color and shape were responsible for a grotesque aspect that made everyone look away--especially the huge ones. But what the blue dragon had before him was probably one of the most beautiful discoveries he had made so far. Creeping next to a small lake was a slug larger than 2 meters. Its upper half was of a bright pink tone with bubble-like white dots over it; the lower one was purple, the same color as the mucus left on its path. From that distance, he couldn't see any facial feature, except the mouth, which didn't look any different from an asshole. Over what he assumed was his head had two golden antennas--judging by its movement, it probably worked to sense its surroundings. On the other side, it had an actual tail made of several antennas of the same color.

The drone recorded his thoughts and the creature. Bheni went over a detailed description and assumptions of each body part's functions. Judging by its slow movements, it was hardly a threat.

"So far, the most notorious attribute of the species known as the Bride Slug is its colors," he started to narrate in his head. "However, it's incredibly hard to find it in the wild since it can easily blend among slugs of similar size and shape through camouflage. It might act as a survival tactic. The reason why it has been so hard to study the ones on Earth is not only due to its low number, which labels it as a protected species under the Confederacy's laws, but the moment it feels threatened, the Bride Slug emits a special pheromone that stuns its attacker and induces hallucinations, giving it enough time to blend or escape. However, it seems that in the current planet it has no natural predator, which might explain why it's alone and without a camouflage."

The Bride Slug dragged itself towards a bunch of the same colorful plants he had been encountering on his path. The "mouth" slowly ate one of them--its movements weren't so different from other slug variants. Bheni made a stop and took one of the flowers that were near him. The sweet scent he perceived came from it.

"This seems to be part of his diet. It might be the reason behind the colors. But how exactly did you make it out of this planet?"

"Bheni, do you copy?" Danny called through the small receiver in his ear.

"Bheni here," the drone worked the same way for the radio, immediately translating his thoughts.

"I'm having some issues with the containment units, gonna need some hours to repair them. I'll let Uncle know in a moment. Think you can stay put in the meanwhile?"

"I already found one. I'll stay here to study it. Let me know if you...," the dragon made a pause. The Bride slug "stood", and Bheni had a good sight of his lower body. He quickly swallowed and shook his head. "Let me know once you're done."

"Sure."

Danny ended the call, and Bheni went back to the slug before him. Another quality that the dragon forgot to mention in his recording was the body of the Bride Slug. Some investigators affirmed the female Bride Slug changes its shape when it's ready to breed, although its breeding process is still unknown. Once it reaches adult age, his lower body takes a more anthropomorphic appearance. While not fully developed, the female body is perfectly visible, with big boobs and wide hips, resembling an hourglass type of body. It only mimicked the torso, but that alone was enough to provoke a reaction in the dragon, who saw it for the first time. Even covered in the purple slimy mucus, Bheni considered beautiful in its own way.

The Bride Slug didn't notice his presence, even when he walked close enough to be visible. Bheni sat over a rock and admired the creature in silence. Something about its image was stunning. It caused a plethora of questions he couldn't find an answer to. But the more he looked at it, the less those things mattered. There was something magical about its... her shape. Words alone couldn't explain why he felt so attracted to it. Curiosity made him wonder how would it feel her body. Would it be warm? Cold? Soft? Was it just mucus or there was more? His hand twitched as he imagined himself squeezing her boobs. For a dragon more inclined to lay with another male, Bheni had to admit it was the first time a female body caused him a reaction like that one.

He wouldn't call it attraction. His cock wasn't erected and it didn't cause him any kind of desire. The dragon assumed it was nothing but curiosity over a different view of the female body. Anyone else would have been intrigued too. It was completely natural for him to want to touch and explore a body like that. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the sweet and strong scent of the colorful flowers, while his mind focused more and more on her figure.

His investigation slowly became irrelevant. The only thing in mind was the slug. Her body. Her boobs. Her hips. Bheni leaned his head. And he took another deep breath, and the slug became even more intriguing and... arousing. He leaned against a tree next to him and daydreamed with the slug, acting in his fantasy like the naïve investigator carefully exploring his new subject.

Seconds became minutes. Minutes became hours. And Bheni couldn't look away. He was trapped in her unnatural beauty. His mind entered into a slumber-like state, and any other thought or memory that wasn't the slug vanished. Another deep breath and the sweet scent relaxed his muscles. His heart rate decreased. The blood ran through his body slower. He was no longer in control of anything. He was nothing but a spectator.

And the dragon slowly fell asleep against the tree, inhaling the toxic scent the Bride Slug emanated without his knowledge. He didn't realize when it happened, not under the influence of the drug and his fantasy playing in his mind. Even after his body fell limp over the wet and soft ground, the dragon remained asleep. Bheni made a mistake and underestimated his target. He ignored the other kind of effects the pheromone had on a planet where the Bride Slug had no natural predator.

With her job done, the Bride Slug Bheni was observing disappeared into the lake. And for a moment, Bheni was left alone in the deep forest, covered by the undergrowth. He wasn't aware the trace he followed belonged to another slug, and not the one he originally watched. He fell right into her trap, and now another Bride Slug was behind him, slowly lurking towards his helpless body. Her antennas quickly located the dragon's scent, strong and powerful, way above any other male he interacted with. The fresh trace of mucus she left behind reflected her intentions. A male like him would provide more than what she needed.

It reached his paws first. The antennas took a moment to do a quick physical inspection. Once satisfied, the hole in his "face" opened as it started to swallow the dragon. Just like a snake, it easily adjusted to fit his body, sucking him in to accelerate the process. Her lips squeezed around Bheni's legs as it moved forward. And, the more he devoured, the more her lower half started to look more anthropomorphic.

The process didn't get Bheni out of his slumber. What the blue dragon saw in his mind was something different from what was going on. Laying in the glade next to the lagoon, Bheni was naked and erected. A male and female dragons similar to him were over his paws giving him a massage. Flustered at their attention, he just giggled and let them work. What he believed were skilled fingers rubbing his legs were in reality the slug's lips squeezing and sucking his body. And when the slug moved, so did the dragons. He was trapped in a hallucination provoked by the slug.

They had little information not only about their target but also about the planet. Bheni wasn't aware they landed next to her hunting grounds. From the moment he entered the forest, the toxins coming from the flowers started to work on his system, relaxing his body to facilitate the breeding process.

In his fantasy, both dragons were taking turns in licking and sucking his cock, with the other playing with his balls in the meanwhile. He felt his climax quickly approaching as the duo moved forward, closer and closer to his lips. Teasing him. Giving him a taste of the most intense pleasure he had ever imagined. He felt petrified by their touch when in reality his arms had been already swallowed by the slug. They whispered words he couldn't understand and licked his chest as they reached for his head. But it was the slug's mouth squeezing his torso, covering his entire body in a thick and warm layer of purple slime.

His fantasy continued. He stood at the edge of his climax, unable to take the last step forward. The insides of the slug slowly tightened around him, sealing his body if a prison of warm flesh and mucus. And he squirmed with pleasure, driven by the idea that one of the dragons was riding his cock. He humped against the slug's flesh, and quiet moans managed to come out. But he didn't wake up. As the slug squeezed his body harder, Bheni sunk deeper into his dream, and even closer to his climax but was still unable to reach it.

Until the slug reached his head. And left the glade to disappear into the woods.

When he opened his eyes, the light barely reached through the huge treetops. Bheni wasn't sure what had happened. The last thing he remembered was being next to the glade looking at the Bride Slug. Now he was somewhere else in the forest, in a place he didn't recognize. He felt like waking up from a long dream, with limbs too weak to move and his eyelids too heavy to keep them up. He wanted to go back to sleep.

It was then that the realization slowly hit him. He couldn't move because he was tired. Something restrained him from doing so. And with that thought in mind, his brain woke up from its slumber and he started to notice more details of his actual situation.

He was laying on his sides, but instead of feeling the wet ground, he was over something warm and soft. It led him to feel that same texture all over his body. He realized that thing had him restrained, and whenever he tried to move his arms or legs, the layer tightened around him briefly--not enough to hurt him but to stop him. He couldn't even move his head freely, but he caught details in his peripheral vision of a purple thing below him.

Purple. The Bride Slug. It was enough for him to fully wake up. The Bride Slug swallowed him while he was asleep. His brain abandoned all of its rationality and sent Bheni into a desperate struggle to break free from the creature. He didn't know what the slug had in mind and didn't want to stay inside it to discover it. But his efforts were fruitless, with the flesh around his body squeezing harder and harder as he fought the creature. Again, it didn't hurt him, but the pressure quickly drained his energies, leaving him exhausted after a couple of minutes.

His body couldn't fight anymore but his brain was still under the influence of fear. He thought about his brother and Uncle. He experienced pain over the idea of not seeing them anymore. But right before he fell victim to desperation, the small drone appeared over him for a brief instant. While the gadget was no longer recording, it remained active. Bheni tried to communicate with Danny, but the red light on the drone said it was using the backup energy, which made communications impossible. But there was another option.

"Code Black," he said loudly. It was the code YongSeop made for similar cases.

When a yellow light blinked twice on the drone, Bheni sighed with relief. It meant it was in range and it shouldn't take Danny more than 15 minutes to arrive. He hoped he had more than 15 minutes now.

With no other option but to wait, Bheni took a moment to analyze the situation. He couldn't come up with a reason why the Bride Slug took him away from the glade. Without enough info about its behavior, the only explanation was a kidnap, although he found it absurd a creature like that could comprehend that concept. Bheni giggled over the idea of the slug making demands to let him go.

Strangely, nothing bad happened. He didn't experience any pain. The slug continued squeezing his body, but the way it did it was... exciting. It felt like dozens of hands moving all over him, playing with his muscles in a way only a lover would do. It was finally at that moment when he noticed something else: if there was direct contact between his body and the slug, then he was naked. Somehow, its mucus dissolved the clothes but didn't harm his skin. Maybe it wasn't looking to harm him. And judging the way it was rubbing his body, the only logical conclusion was...

"Mating."

He said the words, and his cheeks blushed. There was no other logical explanation. The slug had reached adult age and was now looking to breed.

The Bride Slug, demonstrating a higher level of intelligence than anticipated, left Bheni's head free, enough for him to look around. He tried to find its face but only saw the antennas moving above him.

"You wanna mate, right?" He felt dumb and embarrassed asking that question.

Much to his surprise, the slug squeezed the zone around his crotch. Bheni squirmed briefly, taking that as its... no, her response.

The idea that came afterward was dumb and risky. But he also couldn't let the opportunity pass. It was their chance to discover how the mating process happened. Uncle told him to never take unnecessary risks, but if the Bride Slug hadn't hurt him yet, the chance of that happening was pretty low. And if they could discover more about their mating rituals, that could bring insight into how they made it out of the planet in the first place.

"Ok... let's do it," the dragon muttered.

He was also attracted to the idea of having fun with an alien species, but he was too ashamed to admit it. So his brain justified his actions as a "sacrifice for science".

Bheni was still under the toxin effects. However, the direct contact with the mucus produced by the Bride Slug increased the effect. Once he relaxed, the blue dragon felt his heart rate going up. The blood pumped faster. And Bheni experienced that heat in his groin, a flame of lust he knew very well. It was immoral and embarrassing to feel that way over an alien creature, but with his desire becoming stronger with each passing second, logic and moral became irrelevant.

He had a good angle of his body. But instead of the draconic shape, he found the same female aspect the Bride Slug was so well known for. And, against all odds, he enjoyed that shape. Her boobs and hips. The sensation of being slimmer. He wanted more than ever to touch the slug's body and pretend, at least for a moment, that it was his.

As the toxin reached his brain, Bheni got assaulted by lewd images. It was him, merged with the Bride Slug, standing in his two paws and exhibiting his--no, her perfect and sensual body. The lust turned the fantasies into a vivid experience. Bheni felt her tits and thighs. He squeezed them both before moving both hands down to explore the rest of her body. Under the slime was warm and soft skin, extremely sensitive to her touch. The dragon moaned in delight, experiencing an intense pleasure just by touching her body in his mind.

To enhance the effect, the Bride Slug proceeded to rub and squeeze his body even more, giving him a magnificent massage that dragged the horny dragon closer and closer to his climax. With strong and quick pulsations, the slug stimulated each inch of his body, putting a special focus on his cock. Trapped under the tight prison of flesh and mucus, Bheni's cock throbbed in desperation. The slug squeezed the thick rod of meat hard enough to make its shape visible, a perfectly drawn bulge to represent how horny the dragon was. And under it, the big and juicy balls.

Bheni moaned. Both fantasy and reality had become too much for him to handle. When his self-exploration was no longer enticing, he moved on to something more intense and imagined how the Bride Slug would breed with him. Besides the intense kneading, nothing had changed. He didn't feel anything different around his cock or inside his ass. And the idea that the slug was playing with him made roots in his mind. How hot would that be? Being teased by an alien creature. Somehow, Bheni assumed that's what the slug was doing.

The dragon continued squirming inside the creature. It had produced even more mucus now. Bheni felt it all. It covered each corner of his body. It was warm and thick. And the smell was delicious, a sweet scent that made his nose tickle. Fuck, he wanted to cum, but at the same time, he wanted to continue. He was so happy inside the Bride Slug and he wished to stay there forever. To embrace the creature and be one with it. With her. To breed her constantly and lay as many eggs as the creature wanted.

But one image brought him back to reality--momentarily, at least. Some meters away, he saw the red dragon standing. He did not attempt to hide the effect it had on him the image of his brother laying like that inside an alien creature. So Bheni had a full view of the throbbing bulge in Danny's pants. Huge. Fat. And for the first time, he wanted to taste him more than anything in the world...

Part 2

Danny loved space. It became an acquired taste after being the pilot for so long. And now, all he wanted was to take his ship and lost himself in the infinite space. Nothing but him, the control panel, and the void ahead. There was a particular beauty in it, a chance to look into himself and see life from a different perspective.

Planets, thought, were a different thing. Yeah, he loved being at home after a long journey, but he wasn't really into exploring new and unknown planets. It wasn't his thing. That's why he always stayed inside the ship while Uncle and Bheni did the hard work of studying and capturing new species. That's why he always ran naked the moment the other two left him alone. You see, seeing life through a different perspective also made him care less about clothing.

As it had been previously established, he never used pants inside the ship, so his shirt didn't have a lot to cover. Yet, the red dragon considered an offense to still wear it. He kept it as a sign of respect to his brother and uncle--in his head, he was absolutely sure that his hanging cock wasn't disrespectful. But with none of them around, there was no need for it. Luckily for him, the ship's AI had nothing to say about watching him walk naked around the ship.

It was, of course, an excellent way to show off his muscles. Already covered in sweat, Danny was behind one of the damaged containment units. One of the latest species they captured made a huge scene before the tranquilizers had an effect. While it didn't break the crystal, it fucked the board enough to put it out of service.

"I'm not seeing a way to fix this," Danny cursed. "We might have to change the entire unit."

"Danny, I finished the diagnosis," the AI announced in a female voice. "The electric waves emanated by the Turquit, captured three weeks ago, affected all containment units. Even the functional ones might present abnormalities the moment we put a species inside. It's not advisable to use them for now."

"Fantastic," the dragon came out from behind the damaged one, clenching his fangs. "How severe is their damage?"

"Two can be fixed with the tools we have aboard. Be aware it will be a temporary solution."

"Yeah, yeah, everything is a temporary solution in this piece of crap."

Using a dirty white towel, he wiped the sweat from his face and bare chest. The dragon let out a long sigh and bit down his lip. They only need one unit for the Bride Slug, and the data said it's not an aggressive species, which minimized the risk of causing more damage to the already old units.

"Ok, run another diagnosis on the least damaged unit. Let me know if you can fix it on your own," he ordered.

"I'm on it. I also have all the information you requested about the routes traveling across this system.

"At least something good. Play it in the briefing room."

The naked dragon ran the towel across the rest of his body before putting it over his shoulder. He had some oil stains on his chest and was already reeking. But he couldn't take a bath until Bheni and Uncle made it back to the ship. At least he had to make sure already the rest of the ship remained functional, as he always did everything they landed on an unknown planet.

The briefing room was the whitest on the entire ship--but not the cleanest. The small round table had wraps of snacks left by him and Bheni after each briefing. Claw marks and oxide stains were all over the metal surface, especially on the edges. There was one specific dent left by YongSeop during one of his rare rage moments. But, despite that, it was his briefing table, functional and full of personality.

The projector in the middle had created a holographic model of the system they were currently at. With just five planets, the system was still unknown--under Confederacy regulations, of course.

"Ok Computer, compare the list of identified resources in Aurealis with the ones being sold at the black market.

"Of course... there are at least 39 known resources. This number might change after an in-depth scan, but the current equipment isn't capable of such action."

"That's still a good number. Enough to assume poachers have been at this system already. Are the resources valuable enough?"

"Only 10. None of them comes from living creatures."

"Which means the Bride Slug isn't an active target," Danny fell over the closest chair to him. His left hand scratched both balls, which brought him momentary bliss. "We don't even know what kind of organs have. There's no way to know if they're being sold at the black market under a different name," he drummed his claws over the table. A deep grunt came from his throat. "Bheni is the smart one. But I can't depend on him always... poachers took it from this planet, there's no other way. But why...?" A deeper growl, and now he also scratched his head. "Ah, fuck it. Computer, made all possible scenarios that could explain how the Bride Slug made it out of the planet. Take into consideration the data we already know."

"Yes, Danny," an alarm immediately three times in a row. The red dragon identified the sound, and concern took over his face. "Bheni's drone has emitted an S.O.S signal."

"You're fucking kidding. Patch me up!"

"It's not possible, Danny. Bheni's drone is currently in low-power mode," the hologram changed immediately to show a sheet with Bheni's data. Where his vitals should have appeared, the hologram gave no info instead.

"How did that happen? I made sure the battery was fully charged!"

"It seems he removed his vest at some point. The last reading indicates a slow decrease in his heart rate. There's no evidence it was provoked by an ambush or a toxin."

"The Bride Slug can provoke hallucinations with its toxins."

"According to the current data, the known effect is instantaneous. It doesn't match with how his vitals changed."

Danny opened and closed his claws. They had a protocol for those scenarios, but it did nothing to relax him, especially since that never happened before. YongSeop and Bheni were skilled enough to take care of any inconvenience, even without weapons. Listening to the alarm was their way to say they finally got into a trouble they couldn't fix on their own.

"How long since the last lecture was received?" Danny asked while he dressed with the clothes left in the pilot cabin.

"One hour. I'll send you the exact location."

"Good. What about Uncle? Is he alright?"

"YongSeop's vitals are stable. However, I'm getting some interference and his signal is unstable. I can't get his exact location."

Dressed in cargo pants and the denim jacket from earlier, Danny ran out of the ship, taking one of the laser muskets from the armory with him.

"Repeat a message on Uncle's channel till he responds. Tell him to get in touch with me."

"Yes, Danny."

The seconds it took the rear door to open felt like an eternity. Danny couldn't get over the idea that Bheni was out there, alone and in danger. YongSeop was strong and more than capable to handle a situation on his own. Bheni, however, was smaller and weaker than any of them. Even when he had faith in his brother's skills, the idea that he faced something beyond him terrified the red dragon.

Danny didn't even wait for the door to open completely. As soon as he had enough space, he jumped out and ran into the forest, following his S.O.S signal.

He was the only one who took a retinal implant. It worked flawlessly for pretty much everything, especially while flying. But at that moment, it helped him to know the way and evade any possible obstacle in his path. His brother was still 15 minutes away, and the more he ran, the farther he was from YongSeop's last known location.

Danny was trying to calm himself, an almost impossible task now that he was running and zigzagging through the forest. The soft ground and the undergrowth made it harder for him, and even with the visual scanner implanted in his eye, he almost tripped several times after stepping over loose rock or a rot.

Even with his stamina, he couldn't run forever. The soreness on his legs felt like hundreds of small needles piercing the skin at the same time, forcing him to stop for a moment. He rested his hand over a giant tree and took deep breaths to recover himself, but the air felt like sandpaper in his throat. It ended up causing him a violent and loud cough. And the pressure on his chest became too much for him to handle.

Danny leaned forward. His brother was in danger and he couldn't waste a single second. His paws scratched the ground's surface, raising some dirt he didn't notice. As soon as he regained his strength, the red dragon continued on his path.

The pain made it back quickly, and it was worse. He felt his heart trying to jump out of his chest as it pumped blood all across his body. His loud breathings turned into growls. The dragon clenched both fangs and fists to endure the pain. The air burnt his nostrils and he had to stop and wipe the tears from his eyes. Against his will, his body lowered the speed until he was dragging his paws over the ground.

He needed to rest. He also needed to move forward. Bheni was close already. And the more he breathe in, the tired he felt. Tired and dizzy. His head was spinning. The retinal implant warned him of the change in his heart rate and other vital signs, but Danny was too exhausted to listen to it. It was caused by the run. All he needed was to take deep breaths and he would be fine in a moment.

The laser musket fell from his hand. He felt too hot. His body was sweaty. And the musk coming from it was... delicious. Danny tear apart his shirt and turned it into a rag to clean the sweat from his face. But he was still hot. His breathing went from deep and slow to brief and quick, enough that it make it dizzier. Danny had to stop once... twice against a tree. The retinal scanner told him the temperature wasn't above 30°C, but it felt hotter to him.

Something was off, but he couldn't say why. He couldn't focus on anything or even articulate a single word. Even when his throat was no longer sore, he didn't feel in the mood to talk. His hand went down his groin, called by a burning sensation inside him. And for some reason, he thought it was a good idea to start touching himself. Why? He couldn't tell. The thought appeared in his head and he just went on with it. It was easier than trying to find an explanation.

Danny looked down and saw the colorful flowers guiding him. With a dumb smile, the red dragon continued his walk moving from left to right. There was definitely something wrong in the air, and he didn't care about it. He was feeling... good. Happy. Relaxed. But most important, excited. Danny wanted to take off the rest of his clothes and just enjoy himself. Where was he even going, anyway? He couldn't remember.

And then, something weird appeared before him. Danny squinted both eyes to get a better look at whatever was squirming in the ground ahead of him. At first, all he saw was a pink-colored creature. Long. Slimy. Then it hit him. The Bride Slug! The color matched the description! But once he moved closer, something else caught his attention. A sound too similar to a moan. Even in his current state, Danny knew the Bride Slug didn't make any type of sound, and that moan was too... real. The size of the creature was also different, wider than in the images. He took another step forward and he heard the moan again, and now it was too familiar for him to ignore. The voice was of someone he knew. And the thought of it was terrifying.

The Bride Slug was more than eager to confirm his suspicions, and it turned to reveal the face of Bheni coming out of the hole it had for a mouth. Danny couldn't even gasp with surprise at the sight of his brother trapped inside the strange creature. At first, it brought him back to his original alarm state, and he raised his hand to act and get him out of it. But then Bheni moaned and squirmed inside the creature, and the pleasure he experienced was undoubtedly real, even for Danny. He wasn't struggling nor experiencing any type of pain. Bheni was enjoying it.

Stunned. Surprised. Danny couldn't move a single muscle. What should have been taken as a grotesque and horrifying image was extremely arousing to the red dragon, who wasn't even aware of how hard his cock already was under the cargo pants. From the sounds Bheni made to the beautiful female body the Bride Slug had, and that sweet scent coming from it... her. The revelation of what kind of peril his brother had got into became impossible for his mind to process.

"Danny," the computer called him through the small radio receiver in his ear. "I finished the scenarios you requested. There's a 69% chance that the Bride Slug had used hosts to reproduce and leave the planet."

"Well, you can up that to 100%."

It was right then when Bheni looked back at him. The red dragon came out of his stupor as soon as he met his brother's eyes. Bheni shared his expression for a moment before the Bride Slug caused him another shock of pleasure.

The moan acted like an alarm for Danny, who ran to reach Bheni on the ground. He already had a knife in his hand to cut through the skin and get his brother out, trying to get his fingers inside the hole from where his head was poking through. Bheni noticed his intentions and, with eyes wide open, yelled to stop his brother.

"Danny, wait! I'm ok!"

"What do you mean you're ok?! You're...!" But when he looked back at the slug, Danny noticed how it stopped moving, as if it had heard Bheni too.

"I'm fine, trust me! I... I know this looks weird but... I think this is how it reproduces".

It was obvious how hard Bheni was trying not to moan, even with the creature completely still. The blue dragon continued squirming within its grasp as if its touch alone was intense enough to provoke him that level of pleasure. But since the slug wasn't reacting aggressively, he decided to trust his brother and knelt next to him. He put the knife back and his hand hovered close to the alien creature, tempted to touch it. Bheni nodded in approval, but Danny still had to gather some courage before putting his hand over the slimy surface.

His eyes went wide open with surprise. The skin was soft and warm. He squeezed it and it felt... real. It didn't feel like other alien creatures they captured. No, she felt like any other earthling. The creature turned to expose her entire torso and Danny immediately moved his other hand to continue exploring her body. His curiosity slowly turned into excitement. He found himself wanting more...

It only stopped when he heard Bheni's moans. His brother, trapped inside the slug, was reacting to the stimulation. Danny removed his hands immediately, embarrassed. He looked down for a moment and a soft whimper came after he saw his bulge still hard and throbbing.

"I... I think it connects to a certain level with her mate...," Bheni managed to say between moans. "Maybe it makes the breeding process easier."

"... are you sure it's safe?"

"Yeah... it doesn't look like it, but it hasn't hurt me so far. And I have this... this thought in my mind... something tells me to go on with this. It might be our chance to discover how it reproduces."

How it reproduces. Bheni had been insisting on that since he found it. It matched the scenario suggested by the AI. It was a strange way to reproduce, being... swallowed like that. But there were so many alien creatures out there with even stranger mating rituals. The only difference is that he was witnessing one of those rituals.

"She's eager to begin... god, I can feel it rubbing my cock."

The words acted like a magnet that forced Danny to look at where he believed was Bheni's crotch. The grip around his body was so tight that he could see the bulge against the skin, throbbing with the same intensity. His brother was equally excited, if not more. And now, for some weird reason, Danny wanted to experience what he was going through.

"We should record it... this is a unique chance. There's so much data we can get from this."

He recognized that voice. It was Bheni's hunger for knowledge. Reckless and impulsive, Bheni couldn't help himself whenever he needed an answer. It was rare to see him act that way, but when it happened, there was nothing they could do to stop him.

"S-sure..."

Danny rarely used his drone. Instead of carrying it in a vest, the small device occupied a pocket of his cargo pants. It was an older model but still functional. Larger and heavier than the one Bheni used, with scratches across the surface--Danny mostly used to inspect areas in the ship out of reach. With two taps on the top, the lens adjusted a couple of times, and the small device shrieked as it took flight. A red light under it said it was recording. Like the other drones, it was programmed to look at where Danny was looking.

"Ok...I'll describe what's going on. Make sure to record everything, ok?"

"Y-yeah," Danny said after swallowing.

None of that was right. The more he looked at Bheni, the more attracted he was. As strange as it could sound, the Bride Slug had a beautiful, almost hypnotic body. He couldn't think of a single female on Earth who was at her level. From the curves her hips made to the perfect shape and size of her breast, two magnificent pieces of art that invited anyone to play with them. Danny looked again at his hand. It was still covered in purple mucus. It dripped from his fingers. A strong impulse told Bheni to go on and lick it. Taste it. Enjoy it.

"I'm very close already, so this might be quick," Bheni's words got him out of his trance. He looked back at his brother and sighed deeply.

The blue dragon was already squirming again, and the Bride Slug was visibly stimulating his body. Bheni moaned and closed his eyes for a moment. Then, he looked back at the drone with saliva drooling out of his maw.

"We recently discovered the... the elusive Bride Slug doesn't have any predators in the Aurealis planet, which is why it can freely show its true colors. As we also know, this creature produces a toxin that induces hallucinations and deep sleep. We believed it was just a defense mechanism, but since the toxins are weaker on this planet, I myself fell victim to them but woke up quicker than other victims, which--oh lord--which led me to discover the Bride Slug might take this lapse as an opportunity to mate with its victim."

"Right now I'm inside of it... it might look like I'm being swallowed, but so far it hasn't hurt me in any way. In fact, the Bride Slug is rubbing and squeezing each part of my body as a way to stimulate and provoke an orgasm. The insides of this creature are soft and warm, and it's full of mucus that seems to enhance the senses. It's embarrassing to say I'm experiencing a strong pleasure from what this creature is doing to me."

It was obvious. Bheni was embarrassed, but at the same time, it was obvious he enjoyed each moment of what he was going through. Danny saw his body squirming harder inside the Bride Slug. He saw his legs and arms pushing against the skin. He focused on the huge bulge throbbing more and more, desperate to get free from its enclosure. He knew of people on Earth who got encased in weird latex suits as a sexual practice. He saw pictures of them tied to a bed or hanging from the roof. It was a strange image but... but it was an image that got stuck in his head. During his solitude in the cockpit, he questioned himself how something so visibly uncomfortable could bring pleasure to someone. And the more he questioned, the more he looked into the topic.

And the more he looked into it, the more he got into it. Until he finally admitted, with certain dismay, that he wanted to know how that felt.

Watching Bheni squirm like that inside the Bride Slug was the closest he had been to said practice--except for the fact that latex didn't move on its own. The young and horny dragon before him was having the time of his lifetime, and Danny wanted to have it too.

"The creature seems to have full knowledge of my anatomy. It... she's touching and rubbing my cock and balls. It feels like being jerked off. It has been doing it constantly so it's safe to say the creature knows what's doing."

Of course she knew. She brought them there. To watch and learn. To breed her. To be one with her. But only Bheni was enjoying that privilege. It was only Bheni the one inside the Bride Slug, moaning by her touch.

He didn't realize he was already pulling down his pants. When his cock jumped free, it threw strings of pre in the air, and the strong musk hit his nose like a truck. He was so wet already. The tip got covered in pre. Danny trembled the moment he put a hand on his cock, and a moan escaped once he pulled the skin.

He tried to picture himself as the one trapped inside the creature. He imagined the pressure around his body, the flesh squeezing his muscles, the pleasure running through his body like electricity. But the moans Bheni made were a reminder that his fantasies wouldn't even be close to the real thing. His brother wasn't even describing the situation anymore. He was just there, squirming inside the sac of flesh and mucus, drooling like a brainless beast.

"G-god... it feels like... I think it's trying to swallow my cock... I can feel something like a condom wrapping my cock from the tip. Fuck it's so tight."

The struggle Bheni was putting through was enough to shake the creature. The Bride Slug turned on her back as the dragon inside her continued his fight. Anyone else might have believed Bheni was trying to get out of her. Even Danny believed it at some point. The way his brother was struggling made him believe the pleasure was becoming too much for him to handle. Even the desperation was visible on his face. Somehow, the creature was preventing his climax from happening as much as it could.

"I wanna cum... but I can't," Bheni started, as if he had read Danny's mind. "I believe the mucus can... can affect the victim's body more than what I imagined. There's a chance it can control certain functions, just like the toxins can induce sexual imagery in the victim's mind. Maybe the pleasure plays a role in the breeding process, which will make it an... an interesting case of study."

It was getting harder and harder for Bheni to articulate words. He could barely understand what he was saying above his moans. The blue dragon was on the verge of cumming, it was obvious. But the Bride Slug was somehow stopping him. At least until she was satisfied. And now Danny's expression couldn't hide how jealous he was of his brother. All that torture and stimulation. All the squeezing. God, he wanted so badly to be covered in that purple mucus.

"Well, I think we have enough footage already," Danny said, trying to contain his disdain at the situation. "You look dumb inside that thing. Not very professional."

"I-I don't think I can't. It's squeezing harder," Bheni mumbled.

Danny approached and knelt beside his brother. "C'mon, just push yourself out. It's like a sleeping bag."

"Seriously, I can't move from here," the blue dragon sighed. For a moment the composure came back to his expression as he tried to come up with a plan. Although at that moment Danny couldn't think of anything besides pulling his brother from the head.

When Bheni talked again, it was with a serious tone, lacking any trace of pleasure or desperation in his voice.

"Stimulation. I think if we stimulate the creature enough, she might release me."

"What makes you think that?"

"When you were rubbing me, I think it loosened the grip around my body. If the sole point of this is breeding, maybe if we accelerate the process she won't have any more reasons to retain me."

Danny frowned at Bheni's plan. Stimulation, ok... but how? His brother's body was visible through the skin, that's how tight her grip was. Touching the creature would be like touching Bheni. That thought was aberrant. Pleasing his brother? He hadn't even seen him naked!

But the look in Bheni's eyes told him it was the only idea he could come up with. And that look disappeared almost immediately, replaced by the pleasure of being inside the Bride Slug. Danny knew his brother wanted to stay there. And he also wanted to be inside her. But none of them knew for how long the Bride Slug would keep Bheni captive. It could take hours. They couldn't take that risk.

His hands moved first over the breast. Soft and squishy, and incredibly warm. He continued going down, following the curves her abdomen and hips made. The mucus was very sticky, but not disgusting to touch. Danny actually wanted to be covered on it. The sweet smell had him under her spell already, and the red dragon wouldn't go anywhere even if he wanted.

Instead, he found a slit where her pussy was supposed to be. A loud moan came from Bheni when he pushed a finger in. Danny ignored it, his attention completely focused on how hot her insides were. Tight. Deep. Enticing. Danny continued exploring the creature until he reached Bheni's balls. He looked at his brother, who was clenching his fangs as if he was about to cum. But as his fingers moved across the dragon's cock, he stopped recognizing him as his brother and was now looking at just another male with whom he wanted to breed. Were those his real thoughts? He couldn't say so. It might be a product of the Bride Slug. But Danny didn't care.

The red dragon jumped over the Bride Slug. The creature had a leash around his mind and was pulling him to do what she wanted. Or at least that's how Danny tried to justify his horny frenzy. He looked at his brother's eyes, who were equally excited and terrified of what was coming.

He rubbed his thick cock briefly. He thought about teasing the creature, thinking that might be enough to break Bheni free. But Danny couldn't hold himself after feeling the warmth against the tip of his cock. He bit down his lower lip and pushed his cock in until he was balls deep. The Bride Slug received it gladly, and before he realized both cocks were squeezed against each other inside the creature.

Danny, with both hands against the ground, held the undergrowth firmly while Bheni vociferated a long and loud moan. The red dragon didn't wait a second longer and started humping the slug and, inevitably, rubbing his cock against Bheni's. He tried not to focus on that. He thought about the Bride Slug. About her insides. About how warm she was. But he couldn't ignore Bheni's hard cock and how much it was throbbing.

The pleasure was more intense for the blue dragon, whose eyes had gone white already. If it wasn't for his moans, Danny might have thought he passed out. He wouldn't blame him. Danny could only imagine how brutal was the stimulation inside the Bride Slug. He was feeling it in his cock already. The way the flesh "glued" to his cock and pulsed. It wasn't like any other pussy or slit he had fucked before. That thing was different, almost impossible to describe. Whenever he tried to take a moment to imagine the correct way to explain how it felt, the sexual imagery popped in his head and the slug's pussy squeezed both cock together. She didn't want them to think. She wanted them to breed her.

It wouldn't take long, though. Seeing Bheni in that situation had him pretty excited already. The pheromones had a part in that too. And the speed at which he was fucking the Bride Slug didn't help either. Danny wanted more than even to cum. Maybe that would bring Bheni out of the creature, leaving room for him to jump in. He couldn't imagine something better than that.

Both cocks were pulsing harder and harder. When Danny looked down, he saw the bulge they made inside the Bride Slug. It was a hot image. The way his cock was going in and out. He always fantasize about that, and how he was living it. Drooling over the Bride Slug's chest, his arms twitched as he approached his climax. He wanted to cum, and at the same time, he craved more. It wasn't supposed to end. He wanted to stay there forever.

Bheni was the first one to cum. He shook violently under Danny, enough to raise from the ground partially, and even the silhouette of his arms appeared under the skin as he tried to break free. His cock throbbed hard against Danny's as he shot his thick load inside the creature. The slug felt that, and it squirmed alongside him. That was enough for Danny to cum too, victim of the overstimulation of his cock. He fought to keep his cum from coming out, but one last thrust was enough for the red dragon to cum with his brother, giving the Bride Slug the seed she craved.

Danny felt by their side, exhausted. His cock was still hard and shooting cum by the time he got it out. It was covered in the purple mucus, a substance that prolonged Danny's climax for almost a minute. Even when no more cum was spurting from the tip, the red dragon was still a victim of the ecstasy.

It took them almost five minutes to fully recover. When Danny looked back at his brother, he found him still squirming inside the slug, but at a slower pace. He also noticed a more intense movement next to his crotch. While the bulge was no longer visible, a different lump appeared under the flesh.

"What's that?" Danny gathered the courage to ask.

Bheni wasn't aware of what was he referring to. When he looked down, he gasped with surprise. The lump Danny pointed at was slowly getting bigger and moving down the slit. Judging by his expression, he didn't realize it was there until his brother mentioned it.

"What the fuck?"

Danny dared himself to touch it. Despite having the flesh in the middle, he discovered the texture was extremely hard. Bheni also didn't react to his touch. If he had to guess... well, he didn't like the possible explanation. And when he looked back at Bheni, his face told him he had the same idea. An egg was about to come out.

The lump grew more and more. While Bheni didn't experience any pain, the sensation was visibly uncomfortable to him. "I think it's loosening up", he mentioned at some point. It took 10 minutes for the first egg to come out. Having the size and shape of a football, it was covered in purple mucus. Danny took it without thinking: the pink surface was very soft, and it feel fragile.

"Maybe the mucus works as a protection," Bheni suggested after his brother put the egg down. "I would love to take one but... after this, I don't think it would be appropriate."

"It would be better to stay and study the Bride Slug here. I think we have enough rations for a week". Of course, Danny didn't want to admit he was looking for a chance to jump inside the slug.

With each egg laid, the grip around Bheni became weaker, until he managed to crawl out of her while she was laying the fifth egg. Danny had to help him get up since all the struggle left him exhausted. Both naked brothers--one covered in purple mucus--looked at the creature they were hunting down with certain admiration and desire. Even in her current state, the Bride Slug was beautiful.

"We should get back," Danny finally said after a long silence. "Uncle must be worried about us."

"Yeah... I think we record a lot of material for today."

"Computer, patch me up with Uncle," Danny ordered, pressing two fingers against his right ear.

"Danny, YongSeop disconnected his radio. I must inform you an unknown entity has boarded the ship. A quarantine is under effect right now."

"What?" Both brothers asked. They shared a concerned look before going back to the ship, with Danny leading the way.

Part 3

"Override Quarantine. Code D--201."

The ramp went down normally. The sun was already setting by the time they made it back, and most of the mucus covering Bheni's body had fallen on the way back. Both dragons shivered as the temperature lowered. But they tried to ignore that, worried over the quarantine alert. Not only that, but they were clueless about Uncle's whereabouts.

"Is there any other way to find him?" Bheni asked as he went up the ramp into the depressurization chamber.

"I can check his last known location and run a scan in the area, but we need to deal with whatever entered the ship first. I don't believe it's something dangerous, but we shouldn't take any risk."

"Let's just hope Uncle is ok, then."

The mechanic door leading into the ship slowly opened. The scent was the first thing they noticed, stronger than the Bride Slug they encountered. Right before any of them could mention something about it, the purple mucus appeared on the floor. Bheni covered his mouth to stop a gasp, while Danny had to rub both eyes, unable to give credit to what he was looking at. But the scene before them was real, and it became impossible to ignore once the door opened completely.

The entire cargo area, where they had the containment units, was completely covered in a thicker version of the purple mucus the Bride Slug produced. They were afraid to walk in, afraid the entire ship had been taken over by dozens of slugs--it was the only logical explanation for all the mucus.

The first one to gather enough courage was Danny. Bheni followed him closely. The amount of mucus partially covered their paws, and the dragons noticed it would be easier to drag them rather than walk normally.

"How did this happen...?" Danny asked a confused Bheni.

"Hell if I know... I can't imagine how many slugs are needed to leave all this mucus."

"And where the fuck are they?" Danny had to cover his nose as if that could stop the smell from affecting him.

"Maybe at the briefing room? Or the engine room, if they're seeking a heat source."

"They better stay away if that's the case."

The brothers moved forward. Even when the pheromones were having an effect already, with their cocks slowly getting harder again, they couldn't ignore the eerie feeling in the air. It was straight out of a horror movie. They moved carefully, evading the blobs of mucus falling from above. Bheni wondered if the Bride Slug was actually dangerous, while Danny looked for the first thing that could use as a weapon--despite the admiration and attraction felt towards the creature, they would take it down if necessary.

The door leading into the Briefing Room opened. Bheni didn't hear it, focused on his thoughts, and clashed against Danny, who had frozen at the sight of what was coming. When the blue dragon looked ahead to see what was the problem, he couldn't stop himself from screaming.

A tall creature stood out, dripping purple mucus from his--her chest. The body was female, with two reasonably large tits, wide hips, and thick thighs. While her paws resembled a reptile's, her hands and finger had a bigger appearance, more similar to some kind of fish. Her facial features were also unconventional; they couldn't see any teeth in the round snout, and she had some type of fins on both sides of the head. With most of the body colored purple, only her hands, paws, and the upper half of her face were a clear shade of pink.

While her physical appearance was exciting, the most notorious feature--and the one that stop them from thirsting over her sexy body--was the giant slug merged into her back. They recognized the pink skin and the two big antennas of the Bride Slug. The creature wasn't simply over her back, but it was a part of her, an even more complicated process than the one Bheni went through.

Her green eyes landed on the brothers, and with a wide smile, she licked her upper lip from left to right. But when she spoke, her voice was masculine and familiar--enough for them to snap out of his fear.

"Danny, Bheni. I think I owe you both an explanation," YongSeop started.

That same afternoon, while an unconscious Bheni was being taken away by the Bride Slug, an over-excited YongSeop couldn't get over his happiness after what he just found. It was so much better than its Earth counterpart. The colors, the shape, the smell it produced. He found a Bride Slug and he fell in love immediately. Of course, just like Bheni and Danny, he wasn't aware of the toxins produced by the flowers and how those affected his judgment. He believed his attraction to the creature was a product of an academic admiration and not a chemical effect produced by the same alien he observed.

The Bride Slug he found was in a swamp of its own creation, a small surface covered in purple mucus. Laid over a trunk, the creature was bathing in the sunlight that made it through the trees. It was a beautiful sight, almost magical. And stunning enough that YongSeop forgot to record for almost 5 minutes. The orange dragon stood behind a tree, staring at the magnificent creature like a lover admiring his bride. And just like his admiration, his excitement also grew, a tingle in his groin that he discarded, even after his bulge started to appear.

When he finally decided to release his drone and record his discovery, he didn't even think about what to say. He was astonished by her beauty. He couldn't find words to describe it, as YongSeop firmly believed words alone weren't enough for her. So he stood and watched in silence, with nothing but the forest's song in the background. He studied each trait of her body. He drooled at the superior shape of her torso. And the fantasies slowly started to invade his mind.

A sexual encounter with an alien creature wasn't new to him. Just like Bheni, he also was a victim of the mating and breeding rituals of unknown creatures. And while he wouldn't deny those experiences were exciting, all of them happened by accident. But this time, he was interested in going down there and do more than just admire the Bride Slug. It was shameful to admit an attraction to an alien creature--it was even worse to actively look for intercourse.

But with each breath of the toxin he inadvertently took, that shame started to fade, and the idea became more and more admissible under his morals. He tried to imagine how each inch of her body felt, from the smooth neck to the wideness of her hips. He didn't even consider her an alien at that point, but an actual female, like those with whom he slept on Earth.

Sheer instinct was why he moved his hand down. There was a huge stain of pre where his bulge was. It was incredible an action so simple as watching her could make him wet himself like that. He felt a brief embarrassment, one he quickly dismissed by pulling his pants down to set his fat cock free from any binding. The thick shaft threw pre in the air as it bounced up and down. His hand held the cock firmly and slowly pulled the skin.

He didn't question if the Bride Slug was aware of his presence. It was the least of his concerns. YongSeop was too excited to think about anything but the slug. Not even when he started to huff it come to his mind to be quiet. With lust taking over his mind and body, the mighty dragon was reduced to a horny and brainless beast.

In a matter of seconds, the tip of his cock was completely covered in pre, with more of it falling with each stroke. Even his hand had been covered by the transparent substance. The only moment he stop was when he took his shirt, so he could jerk off completely naked. The drone remained close to the vest, so when YongSeop moved forward, it didn't follow him. He abandoned his hideout, eagerly expecting to attract the Bride Slug's attention. All the shame and moral issues fell along his clothes, and now he wanted nothing else but to feel the sweet embrace of the slug.

His admiration was so strong that he didn't notice how sloop the terrain was, and he slide right into the swamp. He waved both arms in the air, looking for something to grasp. When he couldn't find something, he tried to keep his balance so he wouldn't fall. Right before he reached the end, YongSeop jumped and landed over the mucus. The thick substance stopped him immediately and, after waving his arms some more, he regained stability. With a whistle of relief, he celebrated his quick thinking, but it ended very quickly once he noticed his paws sinking into the purple ooze.

Back to panic, YongSeop looked again for something to grab as his body disappeared into the purple swamp. But there was nothing. Not a single branch or rock or anything. And when he looked forward, he saw a Bride Slug emerging from the swamp. Even when the creature had no visible eyes, the dragon knew it was looking at him. Its antennas were bigger than other specimens, and it was visibly wider and taller. YongSeop had the feeling it wasn't a regular Bride Slug. Even the way it stood reflected superiority and pride.

YongSeop didn't let the female appearance fool him. While the features were more prominent, the scent the creature produced was masculine. Sweet, yes, but with a faint touch of sweat on it. The effect it had on him was even stronger. His heart rate went up. His pupils dilated. YongSeop tried to put a hand against his chest, and only then remembered he was still sinking. With his wings already under the mucus, he couldn't even use them to gain some leverage. While he managed to get his hands out, the substance wasn't thick enough for him to "climb up". He didn't even have his clothes on to use the tools made for that kind of situation. He was trapped, and with a huge alien right before him.

The drone was still recording. YongSeop knew his only option was a distress call. Danny and Bheni would arrive at his location to save him and, with some luck, catch that specific specimen. Of course, that was a stretch. The chances of the creature running away were higher, and the dragon had the feeling he wouldn't have another opportunity like that one. Facing an alien creature alone in his current situation wasn't ideal, but he decided to go with it. Despite its appearance, the Bride Slug before him wasn't threatening in any way.

Luckily for him, his paws reached the ground. The mucus was up his chest. It wasn't putting pressure on him, but there was no way he could get out on his own. Conscious of his situation, he discarded the idea of calling for backup. If he had learned something from Bheni was to trust his guts. He believed there was a chance to "approach" the alien before him. YongSeop stared at the sphincter-looking hole it had for a mouth and waited.

The creature didn't act immediately. He "inspected" YongSeop for a moment before its body changed. The breasts flattened and its entire torso transformed into a more masculine shape, very close to what some might call "muscle gut". The change was so subtle that YongSeop only noticed it when he looked down. He swallowed, astonished at the new shape. It had its own beauty, and it definitely matched its energy. YongSeop was sure that was his real form.

He wanted to touch him. Those muscles were worth of admiration. Rough, untamed, carriers of an uncalled beauty. It was the kind of body YongSeop looked for in a male. But the intimidating presence stopped him from moving forward, and all he did was look as the Bride Slug lurked around him. Was that a... courtship ritual? The idea popped into his head, but YongSeop didn't recognize it as his thought. Still, it felt flattered by the attention the Bride Slug was giving him.

With his lungs taking in the pheromones produced by the slug, YongSeop fell once again in his spell. The idea of a King popped again without his consent. That's what he was. The King of the Bride Slugs. And he was dancing around him. It was easy to assume it was a proposal. A bold proposal between two different species. YongSeop felt flattered, ignoring what that really meant or his current situation. With the toxins already reaching into his mind, he had no reason to believe the King had ill intentions. After all, all he was doing was dancing around him. That was all. A dance that continued for several minutes, during which he felt more light-headed and horny. He couldn't reach it, but he felt his cock hard as a rock under the mucus.

Who knew how long that really lasted? It could have been minutes. It could have been hours. All YongSeop knew was that he loved the attention given by the King and how comfortable he was inside the swamp. But there were certain things his mind couldn't ignore any longer. A cramp brought him back to reality, and the pain made him try to jump out of the mucus. The substance was dense enough to stop his body from moving anywhere. And that reminded him he was still trapped there.

Just in time, the King stopped his dance and stood again before him. When he looked at the alien creature, YongSeop realized he only had two options: either call Danny and Bheni for help or the King. But... would he understand what he needed? The temperature was getting lower already, and it would be even worse during the night. The panic briefly won over his lust, and his reason told him the King wouldn't help him without expecting something in return. His safest option was...

"Message from Danny," the bot suddenly spoke. "Bheni is requesting help. Danny has left the ship to aid him. Here are his latest coordinates."

Was Bheni in danger? YongSeop tried to turn and look at the drone, which was still floating inert next to the tree. He wasn't in a good position to help him, but Danny was. His brother was already on his way to aid him. Which meant he wouldn't be available to do the same for him. YongSeop was on his own.

He looked back at the King. His torso was switching back to the female version. The way it changed felt like an illusion, and he doubted for a moment if what he was seeing was real. He looked again at his "face" and found his mouth twitching with enthusiasm. With no hands to hold to, YongSeop knew he had to let the creature "suck him" out of there. Even when the creature couldn't talk, he had the feeling it was willing to help him. But the price to pay would be high.

"You can understand me, right?" A fearful dragon asked while reaching slowly for his mouth.

The King didn't reply nor does a thought pop into his mind. But his mouth twitched more. And YongSeop knew it wouldn't take just his hand.

It was his only way out. The boys would understand. He had the feeling Bheni would do the same if his life depended on it. They wouldn't judge him for what he was about to do. And he wanted it more than anything. Yes, he was terrified, but his initial wish to touch and be one with the slug was still there. That desire brought him there. And he wouldn't run away from it. It was his chance. The boys would understand. They would agree with him that it was the only way. They wouldn't mind if he accepted the King's help.

The slug approached to his trembling hand. The long antennas rubbed his arm. A smile appeared on YongSeop's face. While nervous, he trusted the creature and the panic slowly faded away, replaced once again by the lust his figure provoked in him. A perfect creature that could change his aspect at will, switching between two perfectly made bodies. How lucky he was to even stand before him.

When the King finally decided to "take" YongSeop's hand, he did it with grace--or at least that's how the dragon felt it when the creature sucked it in. It was tight and warm. His insides were full of the same mucus. He wanted to move his hand around and feel the insides of the King but, as petrified as he was, all he did was stand still and let the rest of his arm get swallowed by the slug.

YongSeop raised his other hand and offered it to the King. He wasn't just saving him. He was taking him with him. He was to become his bride. How did he know it? He just knew it. It was another thought that appeared in his mind. Did the King put it there? He didn't care. All he cared about was to be one with his King. And the alien took him with joy.

His insides were pulsing. He felt it. It was like touching his heart. And he was getting closer to his face. YongSeop blushed when he thought of kissing the King. The wet hole twitched each time he sucked YongSeop's body, and he wanted to kiss him. A proof of his love and devotion. A way to tell him how grateful he was for being one with him. He closed his eyes and prepared his lips just when the mouth reached his face. And the King understood what he tried to do. He pressed his mouth against the dragon's face and tightened up around it. A wet, sucking sound followed it, during which purple mucus slowly dripped from YongSeop's head and down his chest. And it lasted several seconds, with an over-excited dragon sucking and licking the inner flesh of the King. Feeling him. Tasting him. It was almost as good as an orgasm.

Satisfied, the King leaned down and used all his strength to get the dragon's body out of the swamp and into him. Just like a serpent, his mouth widened to adjust to his size. YongSeop folded his wings as best as he could and used his hands to climb inside the King. The insides were so smooth and warm, and the feeling and taste of the mucus were incredible. He felt in Heaven. Not a moan came from his mouth, but the excitement was notorious in his breathing and the heart racing inside his chest. When more of his body went into the slug, the overload of sensations was enough to melt his mind. He was noticing more the way the flesh twitched and squeezed his body, how thick and hot the mucus was, how squishy his insides were, and how safe he felt in the embrace of his King.

By the time his cock get out of the swamp, it was a huge mess. YongSeop never noticed the exact moment when he came--or how many times he did it, to be precise. The King's pheromones were so intense that it maintained his cock hard and ready for more. He was living an infinite climax without knowing, one he mistook for the comfort of being inside the King. With cum still dripping from the tip, his cock finally went into the slug, and the ecstasy YongSeop was going through became higher. His legs wiggled in the air. Muffled moans came from the King's belly. The dragon inside him was going mad with pleasure when his cock get in touch with the warm flesh. And he wanted more of it.

Moments later, what was left of his body disappeared into the slug. The creature raised and stretched his body as the bulge that was now his belly twitched more and more. Inside, YongSeop was trying to move around the King's Chambers, huffing and moaning while his entire body was stimulated. It amazed him how easily the slug's physiology adapted to his shape without losing its tightness. What should have been seen as a trap, he took it as the sweet and strong embrace of his King. A proof of his love.

After squirming around a little, YongSeop managed to stand up inside the King. He had to breathe through his mouth to prevent the mucus from getting into his nose. Because of that, he swallowed more of the toxic substance, just what the King needed to proceed. His head couldn't reach the mouth. The flesh squeezed hard enough to prevent him to raise his arms. He got stuck in that position, but it didn't matter. As long as he could stay with his King, that's all he wanted to be happy.

"Yes, I'm happy," YongSeop said.

He then opened his eyes. Did he reply to someone? It felt like that. YongSeop was convinced someone asked him if he was happy. Did the King--or all Bride Slugs--have telepathic skills? He had to admit, being inside the slug made him feel other things. Weirdly, his body had expanded. He felt the slimy body of the King too.

Another dance started, this time inside the King. YongSeop moaned when the flesh began to pulse and rub his body, following a special pace. The dragon recognized it as the sweet touch of a lover. Soft. Tender. But now it was all over his body. From head to toe. YongSeop never imagined a romantic act could be so intense. But here he was, squirming inside the creature who wanted to make him his Bride. With a silly smile on his face, he rubbed himself against the flesh as best as he could, trying to show the King his love and appreciation. He wanted to tell him it felt the same way.

A special tentacle looked for YongSeop's cock. Its tip opened like a mouth to suck his cock in, encasing it in a cage of warm flesh. The dragon moaned hard while his manhood was squeezed and sucked over and over again. He never experienced that level of pleasure. But no matter how intense it was, YongSeop couldn't reach his climax. The same pheromones that made him cum inside the swamp were now stopping him from cumming. He was at the edge, unable to take the last step. It was a move made to break his mind.

The poor dragon did nothing but squirm, a victim of the love dance with whom the King expressed his love. With each passing second, his sanity sank into a sea of lust. Each thought was replaced with fantasies and the desire to please his King. His mind and body were being taken over by the King.

At some point in the dance, the dragon noticed he was getting closer to the mouth. He crawled upwards until his head reached the tight hole and pressed against it. The King didn't stop him from getting his head out nor did interrupt his sensual dance. With a short effort, the dragon managed to poke his head out of the creature, where he took a deep breath.

A quick look around revealed they were out of the swamp. The "dance" he experienced was nothing else but the King crawling away. With his face covered in purple mucus, YongSeop raised an eyebrow. He couldn't believe something so simple as moving could provoke that much pleasure. Or was the King doing something different so he could enjoy the moment even more? The answer never came to him as other thoughts did, but that was the least of his concerns. Wherever the King was taking him, he would go. With that thought in mind, the dragon closed his eyes and relaxed.

While the pleasure didn't decrease, YongSeop started to notice something else. Yes, he was feeling the King's body. He paid attention to how it contracted and stretched to move forward. Soon enough, he figured the slow and steady locomotion with which he advanced. The dragon fought against the pleasure and focus on those movements. To be one with his King, he had to act like him. He imagined his body as a slug, and mimicked the way it crawled, following the King's pace. He contracted and stretched his entire body until he started to sync with him. The creature squeezed his cock as a sign of approval.

A couple of minutes later, the slug was moving faster across the forest. The pleasure YongSeop experienced didn't stop but was now bearable. And he was also syncing his thoughts with the King's. The slug changed his torso between his male and female form, allowing YongSeop to know how would it feel to have breasts. The entire process was hard to describe. For the dragon, it was like putting on and taking off a shirt. The flesh around him squeezed and loosened between changes, reflecting the slender and wider body shapes. It took him a moment to get used to it, but it quickly turned into a pleasurable experience.

As they advanced, YongSeop realized something else too. What the King wanted. The word "breed" appeared over and over again in his thoughts. For him, it was already clear the King wanted to mate. But once he recognized the path they were crawling through, YongSeop knew he wanted more than that.

The Collector, his old and beloved ship, was right where they left it. They landed on that planet expecting to bring a Bride Slug with them to study and learn more about the species. But the King had other plans. YongSeop knew other ships have landed there in the past. But their crews only carried one or two eggs with them. That wouldn't be their case.

Nervous and excited, YongSeop and the King boarded the ship that would become his new colony.

Evolve

"An unidentified creature has boarded the ship. Starting safety protocol."

The alarm went on as soon as the King entered the cargo area. The red lights illuminated the room to announce the Purge Protocol. They rarely used it, with most of the species they hunted being docile. Danny insisted on having it, though, since the ship wasn't big enough for them to handle a dangerous creature.

"Override Purge Protocol. Direct order from Captain Uncle," YongSeop yelled to the computer.

"Captain's voice recognized. Purge Protocol canceled. Welcome back, Uncle."

Captain Uncle sounds dumb, even YongSeop knew that. But Danny programmed the AI to follow that title, and he simply refused to change it.

"Disable all security measures. The creature onboard is docile," YongSeop continued.

"Understood. Security measures disabled until further notice."

Slow and steady, the King and YongSeop crawled forward, leaving a trace of purple mucus behind. The dragon, unable to turn, didn't realize how the mucus was slowly spreading on its own through the ship as they progressed. All he wanted was to reach his room and give the King what he was waiting for.

Next to the briefing room's door was a lift leading to their cabins. It had no doors, and the King easily crawled across the wall to reach the upper level. Before them was a long hallway connected to each cabin, with YongSeop's being the last one--also the bigger one.

As he approached his room, the expectation made a mess in YongSeop's head. His cock was still being squeezed, but he had a feeling that was nothing compared to what was coming. And the way the King's body twitched and squeezed him. He was eager too. It was still strange to know what a silent creature wanted, but YongSeop was getting used to it. To his thoughts and feelings. And the urge he had for breeding. He never met a creature with such libido.

The door opened on its own, greeting YongSeop. The 3x3 room was plain and simple. His bed was in a corner, well made. A desk full of papers and folders, and some shelves with dozens of books covering a plethora of topics, from alien physiology to taxidermy--most of them belonged to Bheni, who YongSeop wasn't afraid to admit had taught him most of what he knew. Overall, the room had no personality, proper of a male more dedicated to his job than anything else.

Whether the King liked it or not, YongSeop couldn't feel anything. Maybe he simply didn't care, considering he was an alien creature that had no need for any of that. However, he did notice an increase in his excitement. It was time. He wanted to start at that moment. For one last time, YongSeop experienced a brief moment of doubt, as if his mind was trying to rescue him from a path from which he wouldn't return. But his lust was stronger than anything else. The dragon was already at the edge of the climax he had been craving for so long. He dismissed any logical thinking and embraced his King.

His dance began again. The slug laid on the steel floor and squirmed all over it, resulting in his flesh squeezing YongSeop's body even harder. The dragon moaned immediately. The pleasure came back, stronger than ever. Each muscle of his body was going through an intense stimulation, enhanced by the pheromones he had been inhaling, and the mucus that increased his skin sensitivity. He immediately fell into a fantasy, turning the flesh into hands groping each corner of his body. He felt them rubbing and squeezing his pecs, amazed by the strong muscles. They surrounded his neck, tenderly touching it as only a lover would do. They moved over his butt and teased his hole, just as a reminder of his place. And his cock was being sucked harder and harder.

YongSeop tried to move, but all he did was a pitiful struggle inside the slug, whose flesh walls had immobilized the mighty beast. Even the chance of squirming around to express his pleasure had been denied, and he had no other choice but to let the King do with him what he wanted. And as the creature continued rubbing and squeezing his body, he was more convinced that the King knew what he was doing.

It was the lust crushing what was left of his logical thinking. The pheromones were running havoc in his body and mind as part of the breeding process. Other victims of the Bride Slugs only went through a temporal frenzy that was later taken as a state of unconsciousness--as all of them were too ashamed to admit what they did--, but what the King was doing to YongSeop went beyond that. It became clear to the dragon that the slug wanted more than just his seed.

The giant slug, as he moved on with his dance, began to crawl all over the room. The floor, the bed, over the desk, and even on the walls. Slowly but surely, he covered each corner of the room with the tasty and sweet purple mucus, all of it without YongSeop's knowledge, who was trapped in the pleasure to notice anything else--even what was going on right in front of him.

At some point during their coitus, the King made things worse--or better--for the horny dragon. Without a warning, he sucked him back in leaving just his nose outside his body. Then he pushed his head out and repeated the process. It felt as if the slug was penetrating himself with the dragon's body, or at least that's what YongSeop wanted to think. It was a hot idea, nonetheless. Him being used as a giant toy to please a mighty alien like his King. What an honor that was.

The stimulation on his cock increased. In YongSeop's mind, a long and skilled tongue was giving him the blowjob of a lifetime. Entwined around his manhood, it turned clockwise while squeezing the entire length. At the same time, long and slender fingers rubbed carefully his heavy balls. It was driving him crazy. Being used and immobilized like that was an experience that went beyond all his expectations, a moment that lasted an eternity.

And when the King finally allowed him to cum, he did it like a beast. His head made it out of the slug just in time for him to moan from the top of his lungs. He emptied his balls right into the tentacle sucking his cock, giving it a hefty load of thick and hot dragon cum. Several lumps appeared on the tentacle as he swallowed the seed as fast as it could. His body reacted to the shock of pleasure, but the flesh prevented any sudden move. The grip around him tightened, reflecting the King's orgasm, almost as intense as YongSeop's. The slug twitched at first, but his movements became more violent as the climax continued.

Already exhausted after the long session, YongSeop passed out right when his orgasm ended. Between the pleasure and the physical effort, the dragon couldn't keep on with the slug's pace.

The king, however, stopped moving after some seconds. The seed YongSeop gave him was more than enough. Strong, excellent for a new generation. His body started to assimilate the cum. And having no other use for YongSeop, he expelled him from his body, leaving the naked dragon over a layer of the purple mucus he produced.

The giant slug got rid of the fake female torso, except for a slit where the vagina was meant to be. Minutes passed, and the King remained still, next to YongSeop. But then, a lump appeared on his belly. Then another. And another. And each one grew as they got closer to the vagina. The King stretched his entire body when the first purple egg came out. It had the same football shape, but its size was considerably bigger. And, unlike other Bride Slugs, the King laid more than 10 eggs in quick succession. It would take the eggs some time to hatch. In the meanwhile, the King decided to remain next to his bride, who would need a moment to recover.

When YongSeop woke up, he was face to face with the King. The image of the giant slug didn't scare or surprise him at all. All the contrary, he offered him a wide smile, seeing in the alien another lover with whom he spent the night. Even if the creature couldn't see, YongSeop liked to believe he was returning the smile in the soft movement of his antennas.

His body had recovered already, although he was still sore at some parts. Mostly his legs. But the pleasure from before still lingered in his mind, like a soft caress on his chest. YongSeop was still surprised that it happened. The mucus all over the room told him it wasn't a dream. He fucked with a Bride Slug. And he loved it. Each instant--from the moment he appeared at the Swamp--was an experience that would remain in his memories for the rest of his life.

When he tried to stand up, his arms faltered. Maybe he was more exhausted than he thought. After a moment, he tried again, using his elbows as support this time. He managed to sit down, and that's when he saw the pile of eggs, still covered in the slimy substance.

"So your kind comes from eggs, huh?" He asked, even when he wasn't sure if the slug understand the language. "And you laid them so fast. Color me impressed."

He reached for one of the eggs, but stopped midway, afraid that might offend the King. He, however, didn't react negatively, as if he recognized YongSeop as the "mother". The dragon nodded slowly, adding a smile the slug wasn't seeing and took one of the eggs in his arms. It was heavy, and the purple mucus was warm and thick.

"I guess the mucus serves as protection. There's so much we could learn about your species from this. If I could just..."

YongSeop didn't finish the sentence. He knew what it meant to study the egg. And it wouldn't be enough with just one. It wouldn't end with just the eggs. If the Bride Slug population was bigger than what the Confederacy assumed, there won't be any more regulations to protect it.

Was just respect and love for the King what stopped him? No. After all, the egg he had on his hands was his too. It was made with his seed. As weird as it might sound, it was his "child". And so were the others. And he had a duty to protect them. And to protect the King.

When he put the egg back, he attempted to stand up. A burning motivation was bringing his strength back. He was convinced that in his hands rested the future of that species, and he was willing to go as far as he had to fulfill that destiny. The King followed him with his face in silent admiration. Was he aware of what YongSeop had in mind?

"I... I want to help you. I think there's more than I can do for you," he said so, holding both hands against his naked, mucus-covered chest. "You want my seed? I can give you that. But I would love to do more for you."

The King didn't reply nor react in any way. His antennas wiggled softly, but that was all. YongSeop became desperate. Maybe there was no way to communicate with the creature. He could implant thoughts and images through his pheromones, but he lacked the capability to understand words.

A deep growl remarked the anxiety the language barrier provoked. An in-depth study would reveal a way to establish communication with his kind, but that would take too long and require a physiological study of several specimens. YongSeop couldn't allow that, even when he was running out of ideas.

"There must be a way to let you know what I want to say!" He roared, leaning forward.

Then it came to him, an idea born from his desperation. With a creature that defied everything he knew, an unconventional approach might be needed. YongSeop cleared his throat and, holding one hand against his back and the other at his chest, he bowed before his King. The purple mucus dripped from his face and shoulders as he maintained the position, begging for the creature to understand what he wanted to say.

When he rose, he found the King's face right in front of him. Before YongSeop could even react, the slug "kissed" him again, swallowing his entire face in his mouth to suck him. YongSeop didn't dare to put a hand on him but did rub his face against the insides of the creature, feeling once again the excitement he produced. His cock, which had been flaccid up to that point, grew in size as it got hard. And by the time the King released his face, the tip was already dripping pre like a small faucet.

The kiss alone was enough to stun the febrile dragon. While visually disgusting, being kissed like that felt more intimate than anything he had done with other males or females. It was like being touched by an angel.

When he came back to his senses, he found the King looking straight to the ceiling. His mouth had opened enough for him to slide his paws in. It was an invitation to get back in. But it would be different now. He wouldn't just "take him in" like the last time. No, YongSeop had the feeling he wouldn't get out of him after that. And still, he was more than ready.

There was a bar over the King. YongSeop used it to exercise each morning before going down with the boys. Taking a deep breath, YongSeop jumped and did the last pull-up in that bar. Lifting his entire body, he lined up his paws with the King's mouth, who started to suck them in right after the dragon lowered his body a little. The flesh closed around both paws. YongSeop lowered his body as slow as he could, fighting the pleasure already provoked by the insides squeezing and rubbing his legs. The King helped him, sucking his body in as he moved down. His mouth opened and stretched with each motion it did.

When he had his lower half in, he folded his wings and let go of the bar. He left his weight and the King do the rest and dedicated himself to enjoy being encased once again in the slug's body. He was already noticing something different. His legs weren't where they were supposed to be. He could still feel them, but the dragon was convinced they were in another position. The same happened to the rest of his body as he continued descending into the King Slug.

The fake female torso started to manifest, but it came with other things. YongSeop noticed lumps appearing where the legs and arms were supposed to be. Although he couldn't have a chance to inspect them closely, not with his head being swallowed too this time. And just like that, he was back inside the King.

The grip around his body was strong, but not enough to stop him from struggling. And the moment he started doing so, the lumps also took shape. The arms and legs began to appear, pulled out of the King's body. They were made of his flesh but under YongSeop's control. For the dragon, it felt like putting on a long suit. The flesh didn't just squeeze and rub his body, but it got glued to it, becoming a second skin.

Slowly, the King's appearance began to change, resembling a female body of thick proportions. His shaky legs reflected the pleasure the transformation caused in YongSeop, who was now finally pushing his face against the skin. The facial features appeared, a female face with a round snout and long, sharp fins on both sides. Long strings of slime tried to keep the mouth shut, but they all broke when the fully merged dragon-slug moaned with pleasure. YongSeop used his new hands to clean the slime from the face. By the time he opened his green eyes, he had fused successfully with his King.