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Turning to Two Legs

Written by PollardTheDragon

Rift, Kara, and Abraxas ® RiftyAgon

Sithris ® Sithris

Whispa is ® PollardTheDragon

Contains: Feral/Anthro TF, Facesitting, M/F, Femdom

Length: 4,965

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"What do you mean 'all out'? You're never out!" The frost dragoness cried out at the yellow and blue drake in front of her. "Look, Abraxas; I know this stuff is expensive, but I really need just one vial for tonight. Is there anything I can do?" She batted her eyes at him with a hopeful smile.

"Well, Whispa, I wouldn't mi-"

"Anything does not include lifting my tail for you." She huffed, cutting the larger dragon off and blowing some of her wispy blue hair from her face.

"Pah. You're no fun." Abraxas shook his head, and looked at the bottom of the stall. "The last vial is currently reserved for a special customer, but, I am a businessman after all. If you could... outbid his offer on this, I don't see why I couldn't part with it." He grinned a sly grin as he placed the vial on the wooden counter. A purple and black mixture swirled within the confines of the crystalline bottle, sealed with a cork at the top.

The frost dragon leaned in close to look at the mesmerizing mixture, before standing straight. "Well then, how much did they offer?"

"Twelve."

"Only twelve? Pssh, twelve gildur is nothi-"

"Thousand. Twelve thousand." The dragon finished with a smile while the frosty 'ness in front of him scowled.

"Twelve thousand?! That's absolutely ridiculous! I know there's magtite root in there, but what else did ya throw in? Diamond dust?!" She huffed and sat back on her haunches, weighing her options. On one hand, a fun surprise for her intimate friend later, and on the other, a larger hoard...

"You don't have to buy it you know. The current reservation is for a rather eccentric individual, after all. It's one vial of a transformation potion, I'll have more when I come back around."

"Yes, but I need it for tonight. There really won't be a better time." She huffed. "Fine. Fine! How's thirteen thousand gildur in silver sound? Good enough to beat his reservation?"

Abraxas grinned and lifted the bottle to her. "Pleasure doing business with you. I will need a signature though, that is a lot of coin."

Whispa rolled her eyes as she grasped the bottle gently, and slid it into a leather bag strapped to her tail. "It's not in the bank, Abraxas. You know that already." She turned to him and motioned. "My cave's about a fifteen minute flight that way. Look for the kobold camp outside. When you land, give them this." She looked into her other bag, and from it a sheet of parchment with her name on it. "They'll give you the silver."

Abraxas took the note and read it over carefully, before nodding. "Then it has indeed been a pleasure. Good luck on that date of yours!"

Whispa smirked and looked him over, before turning and spreading her wings. "With who it is, 'Braxas, I don't need luck. He might though." With a teasing shake of her hips and a lifted tail just high enough to give him a glimpse of her pink vent, she began to take off. Abraxas let out a huff as he saw her teasing display, feeling his heavy shaft slip free of his slit as he watched her leave. The ice dragoness's wings left great gusts behind them as she lifted into the air and turned her way eastward, towards the cave a certain orange cheese-loving dragon, and leaving a teased shop-keeping dragon behind.

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As Whispa flew through the sky, she relished in the cold autumn air. Winter was near, that much she could certainly tell, as she looked down to the forests below. Fiery oranges and reds made the leaves of trees to appear ablaze in Fall's glory, with many trees having begun to shed their blazing foliage. The chill of the air brought a smile to her face, before, with a small adjustment to her wings, she gained in altitude as she crested the final mountain before Warfang. Opting to stay at the height, she soared above the clouds, feeling the water vapor in the air slowly accumulate then freeze onto her body and hair, leaving a shimmering layer of frost across her form that only served to accentuate her smooth curves and polished scales.

Even the best flights must come to an end however, as sooner or later the city of Warfang grew in her sight. Slowing her pace, she descended towards the bustling city. The shimmering frost on her scales slowly melted as she got closer to the ground, leaving her scales to shine as if covered in morning dew. With an icy huff, she landed on the city's outskirts with a surprising lack of grace, her claws landing heavily on the soil as she furled her wings to her back. 'Potion? Check. Shining scales? Check. Now, how to deliver the potion...?' She thought to herself as her eyes wandered to various streetside storefronts. 'Magical Memories? No. Lorgan's Pizza? Probably not. She went over various ideas in her head, passing by many shops and restaurants as she approached the city's market plaza. 'Rift likes cheese. Little addict. I should be looking for a cheesemaker, but, with him being so close, it's safe to assume he probably went and bought it all. She huffed, her assumptions correct as she passed by a dairy shop with a sign that simply read 'Out of Stock' placed on the door.

At least, until she found a place that even Rift couldn't buy from. Noticing a smaller door between two shops, she recognized a shop that dragons such as Rift had no chance of fitting inside. 'Halfling Brother's Bakery... I think I could do that. They might have something.' She smiled warmly and approached the door. With an icy huff, a shimmering blue mist surrounded her quadrupedal form, obscuring her as she shrunk in height and stature changed. A few seconds later, she walked out of the mist on two legs, her tail bags carried on her back as she approached the smaller door. Adorning her form was a pair of silken robes, leaving her midriff exposed to the air but covering her chest and hips. Pushing it open, she was greeted with a ringing bell and the warm smell of fresh bread.

"Welcome dear customer! Please, let us know if there is anything you need. We are happy to assist." Called a short man by a wooden register. Clearly a halfling, sporting a short stature and an impressive mustache.

"Aye, we've got just about anything ya need if it's made wit wheat!" Called a second halfling. The source of the smell and warmth was soon made obvious to Whispa as, behind the register and first halfling, was an open kitchen with a second man operating a wood-fired oven, watching fresh bread bake within.

Approaching the counter, Whispa looked around at the many options, mulling each one over in her head. 'Oh wow, they have quite a few... Garlic knots, frostleaf loafs...' She smiled to the cashier and looked him over, pulling a few silvers from her bag. "Thank you, err... Gideon." She grinned as she read his nameplate, bringing a smile to the halfling merchant. "I'm here for something special. I'm planning a date tonight, and I need something a bit... cheesy. Do you have anything for that?"

"Well, my fair lass, we have a number of things with cheese in them. The Fire Guardian does not fit in the door here, so we have no issue with supply, unlike our competition! What would you like to purchase? A loaf with some sprinkled on top? Melted cheese in the bread? Or something more akin to a stuffed loaf, with a solid block of cheddar within the dough?"

"The last option, please. Just one loaf will do." She smiles, watching the second halfling walk over and bag a freshly made loaf of cheese-stuffed bread. "Is the cheese solid, or is it more melted?"

The merchant smiled to her and responded eagerly. "It should be melted still, since it was warmed by our ovens, but if it gets too cold and the cheese hardens, a small flame should heat it just fine for you to enjoy. That would be two silvers please."

Whispa smiled and handed him three - an extra, for having exactly what she wanted. "Thank you, I'm sure this will be perfect for tonight. I will have to keep this place in mind whenever I am in town." She nodded, taking the fresh bread and carefully placing it into her back, above the potion. With a wave goodbye, she exited back onto the streets. She let out a huff as the frosty mist surrounded her once more, emerging back into her majestic quadrupedal form, with her bag once again secured to her tail. Spreading her wings, she took off, careful to avoid knocking over the less-aerially-gifted pedestrians. One last stop, then Rift was all hers.

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Landing in Rift's clearing, it did not take her long to find his cavern home. Strutting forth with confidence, she made her way to the entrance, halting when her ears picked up moaning within.

"Fuck yes~ Right there Sith~ Ah~" Kara moaned out from deep in the cavern, before a deeper voice responded in tone. "Mmm~ So tight~"

Whispa could not help but peer around the small bend in the rocks, feeling her loins warm at the thought of eavesdropping on the group of dragons she's come to know as her mates. What awaited her as she looked into the cave left her with naught but disappointment, however.

Kara was sprawled on her belly, with Sith atop her. However, while the ice dragoness peering in was expecting something carnal, Sith was busy pressing his palms into Kara's shoulders, massaging tense muscles as she lay there with a look of relief and bliss on her face. Rift, however, was off to the side, sleeping soundly on his side, oblivious to his partners.

Whispa smiled, watching the group for a moment, before striding in. "Good evening~" She called out.

Sithy looked behind him towards the noise and smiled. "Ah, Whispa, good evening. Here for Rift again, or will you be bedding us all tonight?" He grinned as he slowly stepped off of Kara, leaving the dragoness panting softly as she slowly stood up on shaky legs.

"Just Rift this time. I got something down at my cave that I think would interest him, and, while it would be fun to bring it up with me, I think it'd be better to have him visit personally, you know?"

Sith nodded, then looked to the sleeping orange drake. "I see. He and Kara just got back from a diplomatic trip, so they might be a little tired. Why don't you stay the night? I can promise plenty of fun will be in store~" He winked, lifting a foreleg to present to Whispa his pair of erecting silver shafts.

Whispa smiled warmly and nodded. "I don't see any issue staying the night. After all, you all are great company." She stepped forward, claws tapping lightly on the stone floor as she approached Sith. "But, unless you're ready to put that silver tongue of yours to work, I think we might just be sleeping without the sex."

Sith rolled his eyes and licked his lips, looking the dragoness over as she dropped her bags. While his dicks might not get attention, he wouldn't pass up the opportunity - at least, until he felt Kara's tongue against one of his pulsing rods. "I think I can oblige~"

"Good boy. Now, lay down on your back~" She huffed, pressing her chest to his and firmly pushing him back, until he laid down on his back. Stepping over him, she straddled the black drake as Kara made her way between his legs. A blush adorned the white dragoness's face as she planted a soft kiss on Sith's shafts, before taking one into her warm maw, and stroking the other.

Sith didn't have much time to moan or speak, as before he knew it, pink folds were pressed to his snout, his view obscured by a frost dragoness's rear as she grinded on his snout. He knew what to do by now, extending his tongue into her depths and flicking it against her velvety walls.

Whispa let out a soft gasp, moaning as she slowly yet firmly grinded her hips on his face. She looked down at Kara enjoying Sith's shafts, blushing softly and letting out a moan as she felt the male's silver tongue brush against her most sensitive regions. 'I forgot how good he was at this~' She thought to herself, biting her lower lip to silence her moans before they woke up the sleeping boy next to her. "Fuck~ Good Sith~" She whispered under her breath.

Sith huffed and moaned softly into Whispa's tight depths, tongue flicking out and into her cool canal as he instinctively thrusted his hips up against Kara. Placing his forepaws on Whispa's rear, he steadied her grinding hips as he pressed his tongue on her firm clit, only to drive it back in deep to press against her G Spot.

Kara huffed and panted as she sucked Sith's silver shafts, switching from one to the other while still stroking whichever was not graced with her maw. The scent of the trio's sex filled the air, driving her up the wall with arousal as her femininity dripped with her fluids. Feeling a tap on her head, she lifted off the shafts to look at Whispa, before watching the icy dragoness motion for her to turn around. It didn't take her long to understand, turning around so her rear was presented to Whispa while she returned to Sith's twin spires.

Whispa gripped Kara's rear firmly, observing her glistening flower, before pressing her snout against her crotch, forked tongue darting into her depths and drawing a moan from her feminine partner. All the while, her own womanhood clenched around Sith's tongue, bringing herself to moan as the trio worked each other to the edge.

Kara was the first to climax, taking one of Sith's shafts to the hilt as her tunnel quivered around Whispa's tongue, shivers of pleasure rolling up her spine as warm fluid coated the icy dragoness's maw.

Feeling Kara's soft climax, Whispa gasped out as Sith's tongue brushed against her g-spot one final time. She squirted onto his face, tunnel tightening around his tongue and trying to milk it as if it were a cock.

The feeling of two orgasming dragoness's above him was all Sith needed to bring himself over his edge, groaning in pleasure as his twin shafts sprayed his load across Kara's form and down her throat. Each pulse of his seed was followed by a soft gulp from the dragoness, as she tried to swallow every drop of his ivory essence.

As the trio came down from their climaxes, they slowly lay upon each other, panting in afterglow as their eyes lidded over. Soon, they joined Rift in sleep, laying next to him and covered in each other's fluids, soon bringing each to a warm embrace. Whispa laid between Rift and Kara, with Sith on the other end. As she slowly succumbed to sleep's embrace, she swore she could feel something hard poking her thigh, as Rift snuggled up against her.

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The following morning, Rift awoke with a yawn. Smacking his lips and cracking his eyes open, he embraced the dragoness at his side, grunting softly as his firm rod pressed up between her thighs. His black ridges slid up against a pink slit as he grinded, hissing softly in pleasure. "Oh Kara, I had the most amazing dream last night~" He huffed as he slowly opened his eyes to full, before they widen and his pupils shrank in surprise.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." The dragoness in front of him winked, her blue eyes piercing into Rift's soul as he felt her claws grip his rear and bring him closer in their embrace. His shaft pulsed hard against her cleft, as she planted a quick peck on his surprised lips.

"Ah, W-Whispa! What are you doing here?" He huffed, tense in her grip but not jumping up, a blush soon vividly coating his orange snout.

"Mmm~ I had something to show you down in my cave; but when I got here, you were sleeping, so I figured I'd stay the night~" Whispa hissed softly, leaning in and nuzzling under his chin, leaving a small love bite on his neck. "And what better way to sleep than next to a Guardian, mmm~?"

"Fff~ Right~" Rift huffed, slowly relaxing his tense muscles as he pulled his hips back. His tip pressed against her entrance, but he dare not thrust in without her orders. He was a good boy, and he knew what happened to those who disobeyed.

Whispa chuckled and kissed him again, before placing a claw on his shoulder and pushing him back. "As much as I would love to fuck your brains out now, I think it'd be better off to wait. Mmm, I said I had something to show you, yes?" She stood up, letting him look up at her glistening flower. "It's down at my cave down in the Vercold Mountains. We have a bit of flying to do, so get yourself ready, sleepyhead."

Rift let out a soft whine when she pulled away, cock pulsing with need as he stood up, only to look at her folds. When he leaned in to kiss her lower lips, he was jolted out of his tired lusts be a slap of her tail. "Ow! Hey what was- I mean, yes, yes ma'am." He huffed, looking around his cave. "Hey, where's Sithy and Kara?"

"They went into town this morning to stock up for when you get back." Whispa smiled and led her Guardian to the cave entrance, before spreading her wings. "Come on, cutie. We have a long way to go." She took flight once more.

Rift huffed, looking up at her. He softly cursed as he followed her, his erect shaft visible to all below as he trailed behind her. Soon, it would return to his slit, but for a few minutes, any that were looking up towards the sky would see his ebony shaft on display. The Vercold mountains were a long few hours of fast flying, but, trailing behind the supple curves of Whispa, it was more than worth it.

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The wind howled in Rift's ears and his belly rumbled a hearty protest as they finally began their descent. Steam gently wafted from his wings and body as frost that had tried to form was evaporated off by his heat, while Whispa was more than okay with icicles forming on her claws. As they descended from the clouds, Rift was able to quickly point out the jagged crack in the mountain against a massive blue glacier - the entrance to Whispa's icy abode.

As the two dragons landed, their claws would click lightly on the cold stone as Whispa gestured the hungry drake to follow. "Here, munch on this, I'll have the kobolds prepare a nice meal for us." She offered, her tail pulling a piece of bread from her bag. "Trust me, this'll hold you over until then."

Rift huffed and took the loaf. It was small, certainly not dragon proportions. "Uh, Whispa? You sure this'll hold me?"

Whispa nods. "I'm more surprised that it isn't already in your gut by now. Smell it, and tell me again."

Rift rolled his eyes as he sniffed the bread. Salt, wheat... but there's something else. Something... cheesy. His eyes lit up and his mouth widened into a grin. One bite was all it took for the loaf to disappear, cheese filling and all, he was left licking his lips. "Uhh... Have any more?"

Whispa shook her head. "That was the only one in town. Not my fault you ate literally all the cheese." She huffed, before poking her head into a side corridor of her cavern home. "Hey, Jasper, Quartz, get your lil butts to work. We have a guest! Prepare a roast in the two-legged quarters!"

Two small kobolds rushed from the exit, nodding and yipping in obedience as they hurried along the icy floor. Their claws gave them plenty of traction as the two heavily-clothed shortstacks hurried along to fulfill their mistress's command.

"The... two legged quarters? Whispa, we have four legs." Rift deadpanned and gave her a look. At least, before his stomach let out another protesting rumble. "Just have them bring it here, I'm famished!" He huffed, before coughing. He looked down at his hand to see a purple mist had been exhaled when he coughed. "...Whispa?"

Whispa looked at the dragon with a smirk on her face. "Yeeees?" She sung out as she watched more purple mist seep from her draconic mate. From between his scales, out his nostrils, until he was fully enveloped as his body morphed and changed.

Rift cried out in fear, swinging wildly in the mist as he felt strength rapidly drain from his body, his balance suddenly shifting to be much more bipedal, and his forelegs lengthening. He coughed more as the mist began to fade, only for his vision to cut out slowly. As it faded, he saw another, frosted mist next to him, and a grey bipedal dragon walking over. As he looked up, he recognised that smirk anywhere. Whispa...? He thought, as his consciousness failed him.

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"Nnngh... Nrrr..." Rift groaned, stretching as he woke. "Fff... Anyone get the number on that carriage?" He joked to himself as he reached up to scratch behind his head. Wait. Hold on. This... doesn't feel right. As his eyes cracked open, he finally took in his new surroundings. The room he was in was carved from ice itself, yet it felt warm and toasty inside. A crystalline chandelier set in silver hung above a marble dining table, with him laying in an icy throne.

What reality shocked him was himself however. His body had morphed, shifted itself to being that of a biped. Like some sort of large kobold. He rubbed his head, feeling a sense of... nakedness, now that his private bits were not obscured by his legs and his tail.

"Good morning sleeping beauty." Called out a soft voice at the end of the table. Sitting across from him was Whispa - at least, who he thought was Whispa. Bipedal like him, with two soft, gorgeous, luscious... mounds on her chest, adorned with pink nipples. "You were out for half an hour. Don't worry, the potion's temporary. You'll be back to normal in a few hours. For now, lets get you fed." She explained.

"...Whispa? You did this?" Rift huffed, sitting up in his seat. While he couldn't bring himself to be angry at the dragoness, he did feel a great deal of frustration. "Do you know how irresponsible this is? I am a Guardian! What if they need me to deal with some great catastrophe?"

Whispa rolled her eyes. "And ruin my evening? Please. There's other Guardians that can work on those. For now, you are mine, and mine alone, until you leave this cave tomorrow~" She winked.

Rift couldn't help but blush at that comment. His frustration ground to a halt as he was once again faced with the dominant dragoness that knew just what buttons she needed to push to get her way. He opened his mouth to retort, only to hear a door slam open and the two kobolds from earlier walk in, carrying two silver platters. Each one was piled high with freshly cooked meats and, for Rift specifically, cheddar cheese cubes on the side. They placed the plates in front of the dragons, before being dismissed with a wave from Whispa's hand. Rift looked at the dragoness with an incredulous look. "You... you..." He shook his head. "You're too good."

Whispa couldn't help but laugh as she picked up a slice of roast ham in her claws. "I know. Now, eat up, you'll need all the energy you can get for later~" She winked again, before licking her lips and downing the slice.

Rift felt his heart skip a beat upon seeing her display that long forked tongue of hers, and began to eat as well, forgetting the fact that his erection was on plain display. That could wait, there was cheddar served on a silver platter, just for him.

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Whispa stood up after she had finished her meal. Clapping her hands, a singular kobold with gray scales rushed out to clear the table, holding for a moment to let Rift finish the last cube of cheese. "Mmm, that was a good meal. Why don't I show you where we will have our dessert~?" Whispa purred and winked at Rift.

Rift stood up with her, shakily balancing on his two legs. "O-Of course ma'am." He huffed, his cheeks blushed thickly as he strode towards her, careful in his footing.

Whispa couldn't help but chuckle at the display, as well as the sight of the blushing orange sub approaching her nice and erect. As he did, Whispa took him off balance, and embraced him, chest to chest. She was a couple inches taller than him in this form as she planted a soft kiss on his muzzle. "Or, we can have it here~" She winked.

Rift froze. Not literally, but he felt his muscles lock up as Whispa pulled him in. He couldn't help but stare at her for a moment, cheeks more red than orange.

"Speechless? Well, let me fix that~" She placed her hands on his shoulders, and pushed him down slowly, before pulling him back in, his snout firmly lodged in her bosom. "Mmm~ Enjoy this while it lasts Rift, because I got something special in mind for you~"

Rift was in heaven. As his snout was pressed between her breasts, his heart fluttered and his cock throbbed with heavy need. He took a large whiff of Whispa's feminine scent, shivering as she slowly pushed him onto his back. He put up no resistance to the dragoness, knowing already what happened when good boys like him didn't behave. "Rrr~ Yes Ma'am~"

Whispa smiled as she shoved him onto his back, letting him look up at her naked form. Her crotch was decorated with a small patch of blue fur, driving the orange drake even further into his lusts. She would acquaint him well. "Take a deep breath~"

Rift looked up and obeyed, only to watch her legs buckle down, and her crotch press up against his muzzle. "Mmmf~!" He moaned out as his snout pressed up against that soft patch of hair, while his maw opened to find naught but Whispa's soft, warm folds. He knew his role, and within a second, he began to lick and lap at her entrance. His forked tongue glided across her flower, orbiting around her firm clit, before he would drive it into the depths of her womanhood. Her taste, positively heavenly against his tongue.

Whispa let out a soft moan as she grinded her crotch against his snout. "Good boy~ Get in there~" She hissed. "Go on~ Nnf~ Show me that you're good enough to deserve a treat~"

Rift moaned into her snatch as his tongue circled and massaged her passage. His cock was almost painfully erect, pulsing hard and drooling his white precum down each thick ridge. He let out a gasp as he felt something firm coil around his shaft, covering itself in his hot precum, before beginning to stroke. Each motion drove spikes of pleasure up his spine, and he knew immediately that he had to continue if he wanted more.

Whispa moaned as her tail stroked the drake's black pillar, visibly shivering as Rift's tongue would glide along her g-spot and press up against it, while his snout rubbed her firm clit. "Good boy~ Very ah, very good~"

The orange male huffed and grunted, thrusting his hips up as he felt the dragoness above him grind her crotch against his snout, using his tongue almost like her personal dildo as she rode his face. He felt a hand on his head pulling him even deeper, as his long forked tongue hit her deepest recesses. All at once, he felt her tease above him, her legs squeezing his head lightly and her body quivering as she let out a loud scream. He felt her femcum spray against his face and her love canal contract and release around his tongue as she climaxed. All the while, her tail tightened and relaxed around his cock, the tip of said tail finding its way into his tight slit. He couldn't help but thrust up and join her in climax, his hot seed spraying into the air and landing on his lower body and her back.

The frost dragoness panted heavily as her orgasm subsided, looking down at Rift with pleasured eyes, but leaving his face right on her quivering pussy. "Mmh~ Rift~ Fuck~ Why are you so good at that~?" She hissed softly, releasing his cock from her tail, only to slide back on his body. The drake felt his shaft press up against her entrance, and any predisposition to going soft went away, especially when he saw a small pink mark appear just above the patch of blue fur. "Mmm~ I have you for three hours, I hope you're ready~"

Rift could only groan in response as her hips drove down to meet his, enveloping his cock fully in one swift motion. He was hers - that much was very true, and he would have it no other way, as he thrust up to meet her.

The End?