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"Glitched Vision"

By Patrick D. Lambert

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It felt like a needle piercing through his head. Dev woke up from his afternoon nap and fell from the bed. A moment of silence, then a deep grunt as he stood up. His right eye blinked in red a couple of times as he rubbed the area next to it with his fingers. The pain lasted for some seconds, then disappeared completely.

The wolf took his cell phone from under the pillow. 5:20 PM. His nap lasted less than half an hour, not exactly a lot of time for someone who still had job to do later that night. But he wouldn't fall asleep again. With a resigned sigh, Dev dragged his paws out of his bedroom to get at least something to eat. Not really in the mood to put some clothes on, he walked out with his fluffy and uneven white and dark fur exposed. It was a good thing his roommate didn't care much about casual nudity--both having their manhoods concealed also worked in their favor.

His ears twitched when he heard the tapping of a keyboard coming from the living room. Zane rarely was at home during the day, so finding the eastern orange dragon sitting on the sofa took him by surprise. Wearing only a black tank top, his roommate greeted him with a short nod, then went back to whatever he was working on his laptop--probably another virus.

"Shouldn't you be at work?" Dev asked. While the pain had stopped, he didn't dare to move his hand away from his temple.

"Terrorist threat. They're searching the entire building right now," Zane replied without moving his eyes away from the monitor.

"Your work?"

"Pfff, I have better ways to get out of work early," he paused briefly to take another look at Dev, now that he was in the kitchen. "You look like shit. A glitch?"

"It seems so," and right after that, he felt another invisible stab at his head. The wolf grunted. He rested over the kitchen island.

"I thought it only happened during the first two weeks," the dragon made some room on the middle table by pushing the trash over it with his laptop and leaving it there.

"I thought so," Dev took a deep breath while his eye implant switched through the entire color spectrum.

Zane wrote something quickly on his laptop, then continued to inspect his friend. "Why don't you take an immunosuppressive?"

"It's not that serious. It's just annoying."

The orange dragon shrugged, then checked something on his cell phone.

In the meanwhile, Dev drank one... two... three glasses of water. He began to feel hot out of nowhere. The pain got replaced by a tingle in the back of his head. And for some reason, he was now feeling anxious. Those weren't the regular symptoms of a glitched augmentation.

He left the glass on the counter and looked at the living room. Zane was still sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. He looked very nice in that black tank top. Dev never took a moment to inspect his friend carefully, and only now he was seeing how handsome he truly was. The tight top highlighted his muscles, especially his pecs. As far as he remembered, not all eastern dragons were strong--the species was well-known for their slender body and limbs, which made them more agile than their western counterpart. Zane was a special case, and he never took a moment to admire him properly.

The wolf closed both eyes and grunted.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Zane asked.

"Y-yeah, don't worry..."

What was that? The thought that had just crossed his mind wasn't his. Dev never felt interested in Zane. He was a friend, nothing else. And the dragon never gave him a signal to think otherwise. So why did he feel so attracted to him out of nowhere?

Both hands rested over the counter. His vision glitched briefly. Glitches are common during the first days and until the brain gets used to the new implant. But it had been a month since he got the new model; there was no reason to experience a visual glitch.

Yet his vision distorted now and then, and that tingle he felt on the back of his head had expanded. Not only that, but he also felt disoriented. He forgot where things were and how to leave the exit. Not even alcohol had that effect on him. And there was that sudden thought about Zane.

The dragon cleared his throat. By sheer instinct, Dev looked up at his roommate, thinking he wanted to say something. But Zane was back at his computer and didn't seem to care about Dev at that moment. The wolf, however, cared deeply about him.

The purpose of the eye implant was to display quick info about the person or place Dev was looking at. It also had enhanced vision. Cosmetically, its color changed to match Dev's emotions. Red was anger. Blue was sadness, blue was sadness, and so on. This was done unconsciously, so the wolf fought to keep certain emotions at bay. Like love, attraction or lust, displayed in a bright pink color.

A single look at Zane changed it. Without him giving the order, the implant displayed for him pictures the dragon took on his last vacation to the beach. The images flashed one after the other, lasting long enough for Dev to admire the swimming suit he wore. And his muscles. And his smile. And his eyes. The quick dump of information stunned Dev and forced him to watch the slideshow that went faster and faster. New intrusive thoughts came to tell him how handsome the dragon was, and how good would it be to feel that muscular body of him.

Even with his eyes closed the images continued appearing. And they kept on coming. More and more pictures of the dragon popped up until his image got engraved in his mind.

The entire episode lasted 15 seconds. For Dev, it felt like an eternity. When the slideshow stopped, he was left dizzy and with his heart racing. His body felt heavy. His chest was burning. And the image of the half-naked dragon still floated in his head. He struggled to find a logical explanation for what just happened, but his mind couldn't put a single thought in order. Not unless they were about...

When Dev looked again at his friend, those same intrusive thoughts came back. He stared at his muscular body, thinking how hard he worked to get it. He pictured the dragon at the gym, lifting heavy weights. His scales were covered in sweat. A smile of satisfaction came to life after he finished his routine. His body emanated a strong smell which Zane was proud of, as it was proof of his effort. How glorious would it be to taste those drops of sweat falling from his--

Dev shook his head again. The train of thought formed before he realized it. One word led to another in quick succession with no chance for him to do something about it. And it was happening again because he couldn't stop looking at Zane. At the handsome orange dragon and the pink mane crowning, long and silky, just like the fur at the top of his tail. And his curious horns that looked like hardened sticks coming out from behind his ears--they were at the right angle to use them as handlers to facefuck that cute face of--

"Ngghh," Dev grunted. He was getting desperate. For what? For those intrusive thoughts? Or for not having Zane's cock in his mouth already?

Protected by the kitchen island, Dev moved his left hand down. The tip of his cock was already poking out of his sheat. The thoughts were getting stronger with each passing second, and the wolf wasn't able to control his inner and most basic instincts. While rubbing his sheat and balls, he ogled the dragon's slit, dying to shove his snout inside of it. He had never experienced that kind of urge.

He caught glimpses of words flashing before him. And grunted when Zane's body distorted, matching the ideal body he was craving to have. And the pose. SUBMIT. The more he looked at the dragon, the more attractive he appeared to him. SURRENDER. He was strong and muscular. One flex was all he needed to rip apart the tight tank top. How happy would Dev be to touch and lick those huge pecs. OBEY. He couldn't think of anything more beautiful than shoving his face between those fat, juicy pecs.

And the dragon was completely unaware. He put his laptop back on the table and stood up. Dev knew what was coming. He drooled and cursed equally as Zane began to take off his top. He watched as those huge muscles flexed, revealing the smooth skin of his abdomen.

OBEY. The urge was getting stronger. Dev felt how his sanity slipped through his fingers. It took his cock mere seconds to get completely erect. PRAISE. The words continued flashing. The implant displayed more and more info. The wolf whined while his mind was crushed. He felt weak. Docile. Submissive.

"Hey pal... why don't you sit down?" Zane asked.

Why not? He didn't want to sit. He wanted to calm down. SIT. He wanted to sit down. OBEY. He was ashamed to walk out of the kitchen with his cock erect, yet his wobbling legs moved on their own. SUBMIT. And those images kept flashing before him. More and more. Faster and faster. And Dev felt a strong need to sit down and. SURRENDER. He felt so exhausted. Too tired to think. Too tired to fight. But he knew something was wrong. STOP. He knew things were ok. He sat on the sofa next to Zane's.

Zane approached. While he stood up, he accidentally pushed his laptop. Dev had a good view of the hacking tool on the screen. TURN. Dev had a good view of Zane's slit as he moved closer. UP. He then looked up and admired the body he craved so badly. But he couldn't move. He wouldn't unless Zane asked him to do so.

"I'm sorry it had to be this way," the dragon began to speak, putting one hand over Dev's cheek. "I needed to run a test before selling the program. I must say it worked better than what I expected."

Zane knelt on top of Dev with both legs on his sides. He was so close Dev could smell his musk. The delicious scent filled his lungs and sent a shiver down his spine.

"You don't mind staying like this for a while, do you? Docile and obedient?" The dragon asked.

NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO--

"N-no..." Dev managed to say.

"Good. In that case, the least I can do is reward you for being a good boy," Zane mentioned while nuzzling the zonked wolf.

Zane then moved his hips down as slow as he could, in a move that was meant to torment the zonked wolf even more. Dev's cock was wet enough to slide into Zane's slit without trouble. The dragon kept his moans down, but the wolf wasn't that lucky. With the words MOAN flashing before his eye, he obeyed and moaned as loud as he could. The slit was hot and wet enough already, but some inches in and he began to push against the dragon's cock, getting both squeezed inside the tight hole. The pleasure he experienced almost caused a short circuit in his head.

When only his knot was left out, even Zane began to moan. The dragon put his hands on the wolf's shoulders and looked into the synthetic eye glowing in pink. The expression on Dev's face was more docile now. He couldn't stop himself from giving his lips a lick.

"Now... don't you dare to cum until I tell you," Zane said.

Dev only nodded. Then moaned again when the dragon began to ride his cock. The screen on the laptop changed to show Dev's point of view through the eye implant, and a small red circle next to the word REC.