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Castaways

By Patrick D. Lambert

Commissioned by RPadi

The sharp pain across the entire body woke him up. His body jerked violently. Sight blurry. A strong buzz in his ears. Moving his head around wasn't just hard but painful too. He had no memories of what happened. All he did was babble words he couldn't understand and struggle to pull back his consciousness from wherever it was.

Small dots flashed before him. Something like a siren started to beat the buzz. But his mind was still wavering across the border between lucidity and slumber, threatening to jump into the darkness and sleep again. But the faceless beast that was his instinct roared in pain, aware of how close to death he was.

With some effort he endured the pain from his arms waving around, hoping to hold on to anything that could be his anchor to reality. Anything sturdy enough to keep him alive, for the smell of smoke and burning plastic from the circuits was invading his nose.

And in his fight for survival, he found the helm, from which he grabbed firmly. Something had locked the mechanism--the impact?--and the now useless piece of steel and plastic endured his weight as he pulled himself off the chair. The pressure of the seatbelt caused a sharp pain in his chest, which forced him to drop the helm and fall back into the seat--but at least it woke him up.

Still dizzy, his vision adjusted until he got a clear view of the ruined bridge, with a huge hole in the viewscreen and every panel throwing sparks at him. There were palm trees ahead, just outside the ship, and the sound of waves came over the alarm after this one started to lose power.

The distinctive and overwhelming smell of burning plastic gave him the strength he needed to remove the seatbelt and get off the chair. The inclined ground makes him lose his balance and he stumbled and crashed against the metal door. A second wave of pain got a shriek out of him, loud enough for him to hear it over his dizziness.

It was sheer muscle memory what got him out of the wreckage, pulling small levers to open the doors on his path, as instructed by the emergency training he repeated multiple times yet hoped never came to use. With one hand tracking the metal wall and the other holding his belly as if he was trying to hold his guts inside, he dragged his battered body across the path, terrified at how far the exit looked under those conditions.

A taste of blood made a presence in his mouth after the violent cough that forced him to stop. The effort alone made him think he had a boulder crushing his chest. And a trace of the crimson liquid appeared on his hand after wiping his lips with it. The pain was bearable at most, but the sight of blood, for little as it was, threw him into a pit of despair that threatened to keep him inside the ship, waiting for his end.

His survival instincts kicked in, pulling him forward in the shape of the invisible hand of the nephews waiting for him at home. He heard the jokes and laughs, hallucinations caused by the toxic fumes coming from the burning components. His body barely held itself, shaking with each step taken, while his grunts remarked the pain he endured over those tortuous seconds.

Just a little more. He knew his body couldn't keep going any longer, but stopping there would be the end. The chest pressure forced him to take short and quick breaths that not only drained his energies faster but also filled his lungs with smoke. Endure the pain, he said to himself, pressing the sharp claws against the soft skin of his belly to feed the pain that kept him awake.

And then he reached the emergency hatch. His fingers failed three times in introducing the override code. Exhausted, he leaned against the door, carefully pressing the buttons on the broken panel as he started to fall asleep for the last time in his life. Beep... beep... beep... he wasn't feeling the cold metallic surface anymore nor the pain in his muscles. It was time to give up.

... beep...

The pressure shot the hatch flying and the orange dragon fell into the hot sand. The impact woke him up again and he crawled away from the ship as fast as his limbs allowed it, coughing blood mixed with saliva while he gasped for fresh air. The sand burned on his hands and knees, a comforting pain that he preferred over the hell that was the ship.

When he thought he was far enough, his body collapsed and he quickly rolled on his back. The sun was straight above him. He raised his hand to cover his sensitive eyes, and laughed despite the pain, happy to know he was alive.

But once he saw the wreckage, YongSeop dropped a heavy sigh and muttered.

"Fuck."

YongSeop continued groaning during the inspection of what was left of the "SkyTear". A mere formality at that point, for he knew it was beyond repair. Both engines lost; wings ruined, Levitech module exploded. A brand new ship would be cheaper than getting the pieces needed to repair it, and not even that could ensure its functionality.

"15 years of service and it ends like this," YongSeop sighed.

The Medi-bay had its own generator, which was surprisingly in good shape. He took care of his legs first, then let the Healing Vest do the rest while he ran the inspection; the latter one was slower and more uncomfortable, but it let him move around. Lucky for him, both arms were unharmed, aside from some brushes and cuts.

"Not even the AI is operational to send a distress signal."

CRACK. The sounds of his ribs being put in place played loud and clear right in his ears. The black vest vibrated fast and closed tighter around his naked chest. YongSeop cringed at the sensation, his fists clenched to stop himself from taking off the vest.

"It might take weeks before they realize I was off the grid before the crash."

Knowing how futile was to continue, he walked off the ship and looked at the blue sea extending into the horizon. The calm waters made short waves that lacked the strength to pull the ship away from the shore. Cold and refreshing, they tempted YongSeop to jump in, not exactly a good idea in his current condition and with an electronic vest around his chest.

"Bhenni's smart. He'll know something's off immediately. But even he will have trouble tracking my location."

Things didn't look well for him. That sector was abandoned. YongSeop was completely alone on that island. But somehow, the water covering his paws maintains his hopes alive. He survived the crash, and both his training and experience had him prepared for those scenarios. The moment he threw himself into despair would be his end, but right now the comfort of the sea kept him afloat.

His mind had already planned what to do to stay alive. While the vest took care of the rest of his wounds, he began the preparations, gathering food and making an improvised shelter to stay safe from the sun. By the time he finished, the rest of his wounds had healed and the vest had become a useless garment laying next to his tent.

The half-naked dragon admired the orange colors of the sea and sky as the sun hid on the horizon, offering a view that kept the flame of his hopes alive like the sparkle that had just started the small fire before him. He was still thinking about what his options were, while a part of him begged for his nephews to realize quickly what had happened to him. "They're good kids," he thought, confident they wouldn't fall into the same despair he was so desperately trying to avoid.

After having a small food, he went to sleep on his improvised bed, comforted by the wood crackling and the heat emanated by the fire. He thought of Bheni and Danny, and called them in his mind, hoping for a mystical connection to guide them there in time. He was confident in his skills, but those wouldn't ensure his survival forever.

And with the fear of death finally present in his thoughts, YongSeop broke into tears and cried to sleep, afraid that his recklessness had dug the tomb where he would rest forever.

"C'mon Uncle, play with us!"

Two little dragons dressed in raincoats ran across the park. The blue one jumped from puddle to puddle making funny giggles in between each jump. The red one kicked the water with a malicious smile as if those were the faces of his enemies. And behind them, YongSeop followed quietly, holding a parasol above his head to cover himself from the drizzle still falling over the city.

Rain was among the favorite things his nephews had. They played with paper boats and made a mess of themselves in the mud. And once they were satisfied, the day ended with a warm shower, hot cocoa, and a movie in the company of his favorite uncle.

YongSeop never had children of his own, but those little rascals appeared at the right time to brighten his life. And he couldn't be happier about it, even with the hardships that came with raising two dragons by himself. He would've died for them without a second thought. Both Bheni and Danny were what kept him fighting.

"Don't be so boring!"

YongSeop laughed. They were alone in the park, the same place where they spent countless afternoons full of laughs and jokes and games, and where he watched them become bigger and stronger. Time passed by so fast, he realized too late his little dragons had grown into responsible adults with goals and wishes in mind.

It all happened in the blink of an eye...

When the little dragons walked behind a tree, they came out turned into the adults they were now. But the raincoats were gone, leaving their naked bodies exposed to the rain.

YongSeop froze in place. His nephews' appearances without clothes were nothing new to him, but under that soft drizzle, both acquired a sensuality that awoke an inner desire he thought was buried in his mind. From the smooth scales to their toned-up muscles, it was simply impossible to choose a spot of their bodies to look at, for each inch was worthy of admiration.

The big and strong dragons ran to catch up with his Uncle, whose parasol had fallen from his hand. Still giggling, his hands and maws explored the physical maturity YongSeop had to offer, removing his clothes without him saying something against it.

"We can play something different now, Uncle."

"We're big boys now."

When those nasty desires started was something YongSeop couldn't answer, but he made sure to never let his lust take over. For as much as he would love to sleep with those beautiful reptiles, the blood ties always reminded him of the shame that such sin would carry.

But in that precise moment, with his body being exposed and both dragons huffing with anticipation, YongSeop began to lose the battle he fought for years. His hands moved against his will, pulling the duo closer to him. Oh, how soft and warm their bodies were. How enticing their touch was! And the lust and devotion reflected in their eyes acted like a bucket of gasoline thrown directly into the fire.

YongSeop embraced his desire and kissed them both, exchanging looks and breaths as he moved between their maws. The glorious taste of his lips sent shivers down his spine. The soft embrace filled a gap left by an unknown fear, one that pushed the old dragon into holding both of them tightly. And tighter. And closer.

Until only one being rested in his warm embrace, a black silhouette of a reptile with large breasts and wide hips. The soft and ambiguous facial features were almost angelical, with orange eyes that looked like two miniature suns. A delicate scent emanating from the smooth latex-looking skin enticed YongSeop to hide his face in its neck and fill his lungs with deep breaths that left him dizzy. The sensual body kept his lust alive and balanced it with a strong and sudden wish to protect, one that he hadn't felt in years. The melodic moans from when he started to fondle its breast offered comfort to his tired soul. And its delicate touch sent YongSeop back to the nights spent next to the people he once loved during his life.

Little by little, the park around them transformed. The games and benches faded, and large palm trees replaced them. The mud turned into sand. The clouds disappeared to make room for the starry sky. And in the distance, YongSeop heard the sound of the waves.

His mind began the dangerous and thrilling walk between two realities as he regained consciousness. More and more memories came back to him, assembling themselves until the image of the beach began visible before him. The sounds and sensations of the sea next to him became more and more real, and the pain still present in his body played in his mind the moments before the accident.

A sharp pinch of pain opened his eyes, and YongSeop saw the black creature before him. Immediately he jumped away from its embrace and got away from the tent, but when he looked back he found nothing there, except for the mess he just made after crawling over what was left of his bonfire.

Breathing heavily and holding his heart against his chest, the dragon looked around but found no signs of what he just saw. Its embrace, however, was still present in his body, warm and soft like a lover's caress. His mind alone couldn't make up an experience so vivid during a dream, and he had no fever to blame it on a hallucination.

YongSeop couldn't sleep well the rest of the night.

When morning arrived, the experience was still vivid in his flesh. To distract his mind from that fear, he ate something, then organized his rations by dividing the food supplies scavenged from the ship with what he gathered the day before; enough to survive two weeks--around three eating the bare minimum.

After that, he ran a second inspection of the ship to find ways to fix the communication system and send a distress signal. And while he had the materials needed, he lacked the brains to do it efficiently, and the manual wasn't very clear--not to mention how damaged it was.

When he took a break, it was almost midday. Only then YongSeop realized he had been frequently peeking at the forest next to the shore. The black creature was still present in his mind, its delicate features too unique to forget that easily. Tempted to look for it, scared to enter the forest, he held the fist against his chest and gnashed his fangs to keep at bay the madness threatening his sanity.

Did he really see that? The sector was abandoned, with no sign of intelligent life on any of the twelve islands in the area. What he saw looked not only intelligent but completely different from any species he had found during his explorations. It was new.

"ARGH!" YongSeop yelled, kicking the same several times to vent out his frustration.

To cool off, he took off the short pants and underwear, leaving his muscular body exposed and ready for the swim he'd been craving since the day before.

For a male of his age, YongSeop still had a more than decent aspect, with the constant exercise keeping his muscles in excellent shape. The reptile was well above 7 feet tall, not including the curved horns coming from the sides of his head, almost the size of his ears. With care, he undid the braids resting at both sides and freed his majestic silver mane that started at the forehead and reached his middle back.

A thought crossed his head, one that quickly died after a couple of wing flaps caused acute pain all across his back. When was the last time he flew by himself? He couldn't remember, but in his current condition, he felt dumb for even considering it possible to use his wings to escape. The vest might have healed his wound, but his body still needed time to recover.

With a sigh of relief, he greeted the cold water that began to swallow his naked body. The crystalline water kept visible the orange scales still full of color. His large tail wiggled over the water's surface, rising little waves behind him. The hands of rough aspect created a cup to gather some cold water that he threw at the yellowish skin of his chest, more soft and delicate than the rest.

As soon as he got used to the temperature, YongSeop submerged and swam with his hands barely grasping the sand below him. With legs and tail, he put some distance between himself and the shore, enduring the pain that his muscles experienced, which still couldn't beat the joy of being underwater.

When the time came, YongSeop went up. A breath of fresh air made him feel as if he had been reborn. The still waters invited him to relax and float in peace, rocked by the calm current. The dragon opened his arms and made the water surface his bed, with only his paws and tail submerged.

It was a strange sensation of peace stained by the always-present despair of being a castaway. The sky and island had an uncanny beauty, like the colorful trap set by a beast hunting for its prey. It was kinda... bittersweet.

And then the creature appeared again in his thoughts, too vivid for him to believe it was a product of his mind. When he looked to the forest and wondered if it was looking at him, a shiver took away his balance; frenetic kicks and waves helped him keep his head above the waters, moment when he decided to get out.

But the fear was still there, telling him to stay away from the forest in fear of what the creature might do to him--assuming there was one. The logic told him to calm down, but a hunch prevailed like an inch in the back of his head, making him feel observed whenever he turned his back to the woods. That fear kept him away from the forest for the rest of the day, but he managed to keep it at bay and not become something bigger.

But when the night arrived and the exhaustion crept over him, that fear got stronger. Moving the tent and bonfire away from the forest didn't help, as he still felt the presence lurking in the shadows, waiting for him to fall asleep and feast on his entrains.

"... I really need to stop watching movies with Danny," he muttered, holding his open hands close to the fire to stay warm.

And while he resisted the urge to sleep, his body soon reached a limit that he couldn't ignore. Eyelids heavy. A momentary loss of consciousness. The exhaustion pulled his body down. YongSeop took longer and longer yawns, fighting a lost battle that already had him on the sand and at the verge of sleep.

Time skips took place before him, visible in the bonfire that had turned into glowing cinders. His body refused to move, and all YongSeop did was witness his jumps between both realms, losing grip of reality every time he closed his eyes.

Until he felt again that soft and delicate touch moving over his naked chest. The slender fingers drew circles in his pecs, while a warm breath got closer to his maw. His fears drowned under the sweet scent coming from whatever was on top of him, and a mysterious force pulled his arms to embrace the creature, whose presence was no longer threatening but comforting.

In the absolute darkness, YongSeop kissed and caressed the creature's body, trembling at how delicate the skin felt. Smooth. Warm. It had an oily layer on top that was nice to touch. He was under a spell enhanced by mental fatigue, and at the mercy of the monster he feared the entire day. But at that moment, its presence healed his body and comforted his soul from the sorrow growing inside.

Even with a stronger preference for males, YongSeop felt weak over the predominant feminine traits the creature had to offer, from the hips to the large tits. And as his exploration continued, his touch got more... aggressive, getting moans out of the creature when his fingers pressed the squishy body. The delightful tone of its moans made him whine, prey of a sudden and brutal anxiety for not being inside it right away.

But before his lower body could react, his eyes betrayed him and pulled up the curtain of darkness, revealing to him the creature with whom he had been laying up until that moment. The soft reptilian characteristics gave him an initial feeling of familiarity that died moments later before the uncanny appearance, a reminder of its aberrant nature.

With the enchantment broken, a terrified YongSeop jumped away from the creature. The survival instincts had kicked in, and the dragon crouched on his fours with the tail and wings up to adopt a bigger and threatening aspect, in hopes to intimidate the attacker.

But the creature didn't run. Mildly surprised, it leaned its head sideways holding its right hand under the chin. It didn't move at first, showing an increasing curiosity over the posture adopted by the dragon. The orange eyes inspected his appearance, showing no fear or caution to the position the dragon had adopted.

A sepulchral silence only broke by the waves washing the shore. YongSeop waited for the slightest movement, ready to react before the intruder. Make a run for it? To where? And with no idea of how fast the monster was, turning his back on it was not the best choice. So his only option was to play defense, hoping the slender appearance was a reflection of its strength, in which case he'd have the upper hand.

But nothing really happened. And YongSeop had a chance to study the intruder. Bathed by the moonlight, he confirmed the predominant feminine traits of its body, with perfect features that didn't look exaggerated and continued tempting him the more he looked at it. Not only the tits and hips were big, but its thighs too, while the rest of his legs and arms had a delicate and sophisticated look.

As he deduced with his touch, the black skin had a smooth and squishy aspect similar to stretched latex, with an layer of oil covering it from head to toe. The surface wasn't completely black, and now that the creature wasn't covered under the shadows, YongSeop noticed a thin purple strip moving through the inner side of its body and "covering" its private parts like an improvised swimsuit. Odd enough, the creature had no nipples or vagina visible, a revelation that put some blush on the dragon's cheeks, who felt ashamed of looking for those details.

When the creature moved, YongSeop growled by instinct, a sound that startled the intruder. It got up carefully, trying not to get another reaction from the dragon. It seemed smart enough to understand the danger. And while it didn't utter a single word, it put a weak smile on its face before leaving a small pouch on the ground. With the same caution, it backed away and disappeared into the darkness.

YongSeop waited for a couple of minutes that felt like an eternity. So the creature was real, and its aspect defied all logic. That was no time to lower his guard, but something in the attitude it showed told him he was overreacting. Could it be? Were the creature's intentions good? He did make out with it, as proved by the lingering taste of its lips in his mouth. Even the touch of its body was still present in his memory. That wasn't a dream. But then again, why would it do that? What intentions did it have?

With his guard still up, YongSeop crawled back to bed and inspected the leather pouch left by the creature. Inside he found dozens of juicy berries, all of them edible. A peculiar but undeniable proof of its good nature. The dragon took one and ate it. The sweet flavor was so intense he shuddered, and his hands threw one berry after the other into his maw.

Were its intentions good or bad was something YongSeop couldn't answer at the moment, but that small gift told him there was no immediate reason for him to fear.

The next morning he began the repairs on the communication system. YongSeop had gathered all he needed, and all he was missing was some luck to don't fuck it up. The dragon walked a thin line, where a single and small mistake would leave it trapped there. And with the encounter of the night before still present in his mind, his concentration refused to work with him.

He had to stop several times, assaulted by so many questions about his nocturnal visitor. The curiosity of investigating further into the woods fought with the fear of being attacked by the creature, and that clash of thoughts kept him from thinking straight. So many questions begging to be answered. A mystery that only he could decipher. But was putting his life at risk worth it?

Was his life even at risk to begin with?

He made little progress that day, and before he realized it, the night was creeping over him once again. With that came another opportunity to meet the monster.

So instead of going to sleep, YongSeop sat with his back to the ocean and waited until the glowing orange eyes appeared in the shadows.

There it was, looking at him with a curious glance in those big eyes. Maybe surprised for not finding him asleep, it took it a moment to approach, with slow and short steps that left a trail on the sand. In his hands, it carried another small pouch.

YongSeop felt strangely... aroused. The creature's aspect went against logic, straight from a science fiction story. Its skin had a dim gleam on it as if it had just come out of water. Despite being "naked", the lack of nipples or pussy gave it a peculiar innocence that crushed the fear it inflicted before. Its large tail wagged almost sensually, barely touching the sand on its way.

As it got closer, it covered the rest of the path on its knees until it stopped in front of YongSeop, with only the crackling bonfire in between them. Both said and did nothing for several seconds. The creature was curious, the dragon was cautious.

"... what are you?"

The many fin-looking things that crowned the creature's head flicked along with its ears after the question. A large tentacle coming off his head and serving as its mane swayed slowly, stopping in midair to point at him for a moment. It looked back at YongSeop but didn't answer. Instead, it raised the pouch as a peace sign. It then moved to the right to approach the dragon.

"Can you speak?"

Again, a silence only broken by the waves and the wood crackling. The creature didn't get too close, only enough to throw the pouch at him. When it fell next to his leg, more berries came out. YongSeop picked one, then looked at the creature, who gestured throwing the berry into its mouth. Its big smile tried to say it was harmless, something the dragon discovered already.

"These aren't normal berries, right? I didn't feel hungry for a large part of the day."

Which was true. When YongSeop woke up, he still felt satisfied. He worked on the ship and thought about the intruder, and only stopped to eat way past midday.

It didn't sound safe to eat what a strange creature had brought, but he was in no condition to refuse its help. YongSeop held one berry in front of him; crimson red, it was so soft a little pressure was enough to get some juice out of it.

Against his better judgment, he threw it into his mouth and chewed, much to the creature's delight, as its tail immediately rose. A large smile of approval told YongSeop he was doing something fine, or at least that's what the dragon understood while he swallowed.

There was a certain repulsion still present in his mind, mostly caused by the unnatural aspect of its skin and the ambiguity of its gender. Yes, the female traits were predominant, yet the creature had traits belonged to a male, like the way it stood and acted, and the slight roughness of its maw. Was it male or female? With the traits distributed all across its body, it was hard to pick one. Maybe it didn't matter, for he was dealing with a completely new species not tied to the same rules of his kind.

"Why are you doing this?"

YongSeop took another berry and threw it at the creature's knees. It took it and inspected it the same way the dragon did, before throwing it at its mouth. The creature blinked twice, and a weak, angrogynous voice came from the deepness of its throat.

"... home."

Wide-eyed, YongSeop stood upright when the monster ran back into the woods, displaying agility and sensuality in its movements that put some blush on the dragon's cheeks. It gifted him one last stare from those big and orange eyes, before disappearing again under the cloak of darkness.

YongSeop stood there for a moment until the amazement push him down the sand again. The alien creature had spoken.

"Bloody hell."

Things became different after that night. The struggle to repair the ship became bigger with a wider fan of question targeting his mind. The lack of answers led him to vent his frustration by growling, roaring, and throwing the tools away. His survival lost priority. YongSeop wanted to know more about the creature.

But at the same time, he felt conflicted by the still present disgust for its appearance. The smooth and slick skin, those ambiguous reptilian characteristics, and how its feminine aspect resulted attractive to him. The creature was a mystery that he didn't feel comfortable exploring physically, yet his mind demanded answers to what he couldn't explain.

You don't always find a new species, and even worse, one like it. A specimen of those characteristics was the type of discovery that would shake the scientific world and change it forever. And YongSeop was responsible for it. Whether that was luck or misfortune was one of the many questions assaulting him.

And the mystery only got worse during the night, when the creature came to visit him. Carrying the same offering, it made sure to keep its distance and respect YongSeop's space, studying him from above the fiery flames of his bonfire. The curiosity in its look was almost childish, a reflection of innocence that demolished any objection YongSeop could put to approach it.

There was no malice in those eyes. While all of his attempts to make it talk again were fruitless, he noticed a notorious interest to interact with him in a more personal way. The hand gestures and expressions told him of a creature who had a basic idea of how to interact, evidence that fed his curiosity and slowly started to demolish those walls between them.

YongSeop still felt fear and disgust, of course, a more than natural reaction. But that slowly disappeared after each visit, with his interest and attraction growing and getting stronger, almost impossible to ignore. He felt tempted to touch its skin again, already yearning for that soft and delicate touch he experienced in his dreams. The sweet scent of his body grew on him, a delightful perfume that relaxed his body and soothed his troubled soul. And those eyes, those big and beautiful eyes that looked every night at him with a sincere interest and admiration that no other person had expressed towards him.

He got closer each night, fighting the panic that a part of his mind still experienced whenever the creature walked into his camp. He repeated himself over and over again that he had no reason to fear it. It had been feeding him. Its presence had become the buoy in the middle of the ocean from which he had held onto to survive. Curiosity was slowly turning into sincere interest and attraction over multiple silent nights where all they did was exchange looks and get used to their presence.

The dragon refused to openly admit how much he missed the creature during the days. There was something he couldn't explain about its presence there with him. It gave him peace. Security. It stopped the loneliness that otherwise might've destroyed his sanity already. The creature wasn't the company YongSeop expected, yet it was there, helping him to stay alive.

The gap between them shortened with each night. There was no longer fear stopping him, only a necessary caution, being now his turn to maintain a certain distance and not make it feel uncomfortable. But the creature never expressed the same disgust. Its interest turned into joy the closer YongSeop got to it. Maybe aware of how complicated it was for him, it waited and let him approach at his pace, not forcing any interaction that could've scared the dragon.

Until the night they touched hands for the first time. A small bump with his pinky, harmless and innocent. An invitation that the creature gladly accepted, moving closer to hold YongSeop's hand firmly but with care. Its grasp crushed the dragon's doubts, giving him the reassurance he so desperately needed. His sight landed on both hands and moved up, following its slender arm, and stopped for a moment to admire the size of its tits before moving up. And as he got closer to its face, the dragon felt his heartbeats getting faster and a strange nervousness took over him. He didn't remember feeling that way in decades, and he wasn't expecting an alien creature to revive that.

The large tentacle behind its head moved forward. It landed on YongSeop's shoulder and wrapped carefully around his neck, pulling him closer. The sweet scent hit him like a thunder and awoke his lust in a second. A strange vibration, almost like a purring, came from the tentacle to tell him it was safe. The blood pumped into his cock hardened it, and it pulsed quickly as it got bigger under the loincloth.

"Where's my fear?" He asked to himself, staring straight into the creature's eyes. It was long gone, replaced by an inexplicable desire to take it. Without a second thought, YongSeop jumped over it and devoured it with kisses and licks all over the face and neck. The monster reacted with surprise at first, but quickly followed his game and embraced the dragon in its arms. Sheltered by the fiery bonfire, both beings gave up on their low instincts and, with the stars as witnesses, made sweet love to each other.

The weak knot on the improvised loincloth YongSeop had been wearing for days quickly succumbed to the pressure put on by his cock. An unfortunate throw sent it straight into the flames, something the naked dragon couldn't have cared less about. His thick manhood rested over the creature's belly, throbbing in anticipation to invade the unknown insides of an alien being.

However, at the same time, the dragon experienced a strong wish to embrace and protect the creature, an almost paternalistic impulse that only Bheni and Danny had provoked in him. And with a stare at the creature's eyes, YongSeop knew it felt the same way.

He gave a soft caress to its cheek while the tip of his cock sunk into the soft spot between its legs where the vagina or slit was meant to be. The cavity wasn't a cavity, but it was closer to sticking his cock into jelly. The insides "clenched" to the thick manhood as it made its way inside, finding no resistance on its path yet enjoying the tightness that felt almost virginal.

The creature whined softly, while YongSeop threw quiet and shy moans, victim of a strange and unique type of pleasure. He saw the creature squirm, the fragile body trapped under his weight. Its maw twisted from side to side while the eyes remained closed, sincere expressions of joy for having him inside.

And while being on top of his lover, YongSeop finally realized he was laying with someone unique. The perfect balance between male and female traits, the secure and confident look combined with the caring attitude, the delicacy of its scent clashing with its passion. Inside lived two beings in perfect harmony, a combination of both male and female. It didn't matter which one he picked, but in his mind it simply made for that moment to refer to refer to the creature as she.

A small piece of wood exploded and threw embers into the air right when YongSeop began his dance, a slow and tender thrust that wouldn't hurt his lover. Her expressions continued changing, and a weak smile found its way out, one little change that told him everything was fine. He was doing a good job. One that she enjoyed.

His hips kept a steady pace, pulling most of his cock out before going balls deep again. The tightness remained, a pressure that stimulated his manhood on each thrust, a pleasure that no one else had provoked in him. It was almost impossible to express with words, and it required a strong concentration not to moan from the top of his lungs. Needless to say, it had YongSeop on the verge of climax after a couple of minutes, demanding his absolute focus to stay away from the point of no return, for he had no intention to finish there. Not yet. He wanted more.

What he was sure about was how his lust fused with the unconditional love he had started to feel for her. Unlike the many holes he bred in the past, there was a strange bond between them that kept him from seeing her as just another one-night stand. It wasn't romantic love--but it was love, a primitive kind of love born from a natural instinct to reproduce. And each thrust given to her body reinforced that feeling.

Her whines became moans. Their fingers intertwined over the sand as a sign of trust, her way to tell him she was at his mercy. This unconsciously sped up his pace, and YongSeop applied some of his weight into each thrust, reaching deeper into her body.

Drops of sweat and saliva dripped down onto her body. A portion of his muskiness mixed with her sweet scent, making a new fragrance both alluring and energizing. It sent shivers down the dragon's spine, whose back and tail made a perfect arc. And when he looked back at his lover, he didn't stop himself from kissing her once again while his humps got stronger.

She spread her legs and held from YongSeop's hips, whose thrusts were getting wilder by the second. The dragon was in the middle of an ecstasy no other male had ever experienced. The pleasure of enjoying a perfect body fused with the joy of creating new life. When that last thought appeared on his mind was something he didn't know, but for some reason, he was confident that she bear his offspring, a perfect vessel for his draconian seed.

Both beings shared the same breath in a kiss that didn't seem to have an end. Muffled moans and whines came through their sealed lips, and their bodies squirmed violently under the intense pleasure they experienced.

But at some point, they had to stop, and when YongSeop broke the kiss he took a deep breath before letting out a mighty roar heard across the entire island. Mind and body had given up to a primitive instinct, leaving only a reptile with a need to breed and protect his partner. Blobs of saliva fell over her face while his hands moved to molest the malleable tits. His fingers sunk into the skin, and the aggressive touch got louder moans out of her. And all she did was held the dragon by the cheeks with both hands and endure his raw passion.

Despite feeling on the verge of climax, his rough thrusts didn't break that wall yet. The dragon put all his strength, possessed by an urge to breed so intense it was almost unbearable. His muscles tensed up in preparation, but no amount of strength was enough for him to reach that climax. The effort turned into desperation, and the desperation made him go harder and faster, gathering all his energies on his hips.

But what the dragon didn't know was that his climax had already begun. The thick and hot seed was already filling and being absorbed by his lover, whose belly grew a little from the huge amount of cum coming out of his cock. It was so much that it didn't take long to start leaking out of her, especially with YongSeop still fucking her. The old reptile failed to recognize the heavenly pleasure of breeding his lover and continued his thrusts with the same intensity, deciding to stop only when he had run out of strength.

She didn't mind this powerful display of virility. Her legs kept him locked to her pussy, and even pulled him in during each thrust. The inner walls of her body clenched and squeezed the sensitive cock to get up to the last drop of seed out of him, already shivering from the powerful seed filling her. With disbelief in her eyes, she stared at the little bulge made on her belly, conscious of how strong their offspring would be--exactly what she was looking for.

And when that Nirvana ended, YongSeop collapsed next to his lover, pulling out his cock with little care in the process. Ropes of cum came out of her and left a stain on the sand. With a maternal touch, she embraced the dragon and put his head to rest on top of her tits, offering him a comfort that helped him regain his breath. Her lover held him in his arms too, and both fell asleep together, lulled by the sounds of the waves washing off the shore.

When YongSeop woke up the next morning, she was still there. He looked up and saw the orange eyes admiring the fragility only shown during his sleep. He returned a shy smile, conscious of what they did the night before. The instinct kicked in and his hand searched for her belly, giving it a slow rub. And with his lust appeased, the dragon finally had a moment to think clearly.

It was still hard to believe what they had done. It happened so quickly. The result of a mysterious tension between them that grew during all those many silent nights. To think he fucked and bred an alien creature...

"That was perfect..."

That's how he felt, and he couldn't be more right. What YongSeop experienced from the moment he invaded her insides was beyond glorious, a joy impossible to explain with words and that not many people would be able to endure. What kept him from losing his mind was a mystery, for that pleasure could've broken anyone else's sanity. If he closed his eyes and focused just for a moment, he could still feel that lingering pleasure across his entire body.

She kissed YongSeop on the forehead, who replied with a kiss on her lips. The couple remained there for a moment, next to the dying embers of the bonfire that kept them warm during the night. Their hands explored each other's bodies, both refusing to break that sweet embrace. And the moment turned into long and pleasant minutes that made YongSeop wonder if he really had to leave the island.

It was she who move apart after a while and went against the dragon's wishes. There was no evidence of what they did the night before, her body perfect and pristine just as always, with her skin already shining under the first sun rays that crossed the treetops. A goddess in disguise, and one who YongSeop could finally worship, after seeing beyond the rarity of her skin. She took a moment to bless his sight with a huge stretch that drew a small arc in her back and highlighted the size of her breast. And when she finished, her delicate hand moved to help YongSeop get up.

She offered her support, then held him again in her arms with love and care. YongSeop thought he could live there forever, but before his brain dared to make that suggestion, his goddess took his hand and led him into the woods.

Her movements became slower after crossing the first couple of trees. It made sense to YongSeop, judging the oil covering her skin--the sand might not be slippery, but that terrain was different and required more care. They soon crossed some of the spots he had marked to remember where to find food and water.

"Is she taking me for food?" He thought, recognizing the path as the one he took during the first couple of days. "A sign of trust, I believe."

However, after crossing the limit YongSeop had established and moved further into the forest, the dragon's mind went wild with theories. "Is she taking me to her home? Or... her tribe? Could it be a tribe of beings like her? And they all want me. What if I'm the miracle they've been waiting for?" And so on and on and on. Maybe a little exaggerated, but there was no harm in thinking big, and the dragon found some happiness in thinking he was about to become the stud that would breed an entire tribe of alien babes.

His fantasy was... strangely close to reality--but not in the way he thought. After several minutes of wandering across the woods, they walked into a large cave. Sheer instinct made YongSeop stop for a moment, pulling his hand away from the alien's hold. She was confused, but quickly understood the doubts in her lover's face. With her charming and childish attitude, she took his hands again and smiled widely to let him know it was safe. Still hesitant, YongSeop agreed to follow her inside.

Bioluminescent mushrooms illuminated the cave when the outside light couldn't reach any further, and the path started to narrow. YongSeop fought the claustrophobia by looking at the alien's hips swaying with each step--more than having lustful thoughts in mind, the security of her walk was a sign that nothing dangerous lived there.

After the longest minutes of his life, the couple walked into a large chamber with hundreds of those mushrooms. YongSeop followed the trace until he saw a ship. His astonishment kept him from uttering a single word and all he did was look with disbelief at what looked like the front part of a spaceship. Instead of metal, the surface had an organic aspect, similar in color to the alien beside him but with a much rougher look. Only the cabin was visible, with the rest of the ship buried under tons of rocks that had settled down after dozens or even hundreds of years.

The alien stood behind him and placed her fingers on both sides of YongSeop's head. The dragon was invaded by a peaceful sensation that put a smile on his face.

"My species lives in a galaxy far away from here," a female voice spoke in his mind. It didn't scare the dragon, who immediately understood it was the alien speaking. "Unlike your kind, we communicate through touch. I tried this the first night we met, but I needed the core in my ship to translate my words to you. It's fine, you can think of what you want to say."

But what he wanted to say? YongSeop didn't have a clue. He placed his hands over the alien's, and another wave of peace ran across his body.

"Does it matter where you touch me?"

"No, as long as we keep physical contact."

To prove it, she placed the tentacle on his head over his chest. YongSeop felt "waves" coming from it, which translated into happiness after they reached his head.

Knowing that, he moved her hands down his belly and rested against her chest. Strangely, her presence behind him made him feel safe and protected.

"So you come from space? How far?"

"Farther than your species has even traveled."

"And why did you come to Earth?"

"An accident, like you. A malfunction forced me to make an emergency landing. However, I miscalculate my entrance and had no choice but to crash on this island. The damages it received made it impossible to fly, and I've been trapped here for decades."

The alien held YongSeop tightly, telling him in that embrace how much he needed his presence too. A tear rolled down the dragon's cheek, invaded by the sadness and loneliness she lived during all that time.

"Ho-how did you survive?"

"The food found on the island helped. But to get enough nutrients, I had no choice but to use the eggs I carried."

"Eggs...?"

The alien left him to pick something from the buried ship. YongSeop felt nervous, already having ideas of what she meant by that. But it still surprised him to see the large egg she carried with both arms. Almost the size of an infant, it reminded him of a flower bud, with three layers of petals that shared the same rough aspect from the ship.

When she got close, YongSeop held her hands to share the egg's weight.

"My species aren't colonizers. We set up small colonies and then move on to find an uninhabited planet to live in. This was supposed to be my colony, and I'm ashamed to have resorted to this to survive," she said while looking down at the egg with sadness in her eyes. "This is the last one. You might have provided me with the seed to lay another one, but it will be weak and immature, only good for a drone. This egg was laid by a Queen, and it need a strong host so the colony could live."

"A host?"

Her expression changed in response to the confusion and fear YongSeop felt. She looked regretful, even scared of what she was about to say.

"I won't force you, and if you decide to walk away I won't stop you. This is what your kind calls mercy, a gesture we don't show when looking for hosts. I'm giving you this choice to honor the bond between us. But if you decide to help and be one of us, I promise a joy even bigger than what you experienced with me."

And after saying that, she placed the egg on the ground and took a step back.

YongSeop looked at it. Be one of them? Be a host to whatever was inside that thing? Did that mean he would be like her? But what about the life he'd be leaving behind? What about his nephews? The doubts and fears assaulted him again, pushing him away from the egg the moment he saw the first layer of petals opening up. He couldn't make a choice like that so lightly! And why was he even considering taking a choice?! It was clear that he had to go back home...

... but what if he was there already? After all, he spent years taking care of both Bheni and Danny at the cost of not having a life of his own, something he doesn't regret about. But they were adults now, living their own lives and adventures, and while they loved his uncle's presence, he couldn't force them to miss so many opportunities just to be with him.

Maybe that was a sign. That egg could be the door leading him into his own life. There would be nothing wrong with it, right?

As if it had read his mind, the egg opened completely, revealing a black and thick slime inside. YongSeop knew there was no turn back after that, and that didn't stop his legs from taking the first step inside.

They were castaways, trapped by an endless ocean, but literal and figurative. YongSeop crashed just in time to save her; she did the same for him at the moment he needed it the most. Now their lives were bonded, and the dragon was curious about how far would that link take him.

The slime wasted no time and started climbing through his legs as soon as he put both paws inside the egg. The substance was warm, but its touch reminded YongSeop of what he was getting into. The dragon's body slowly started to disappear under the black substance, giving him an insight into what was coming. A slick and soft skin, just like hers. And her beauty too, a femininity both admiring and enviable that distinguishEd no gender.

A shudder hit him when the slime reached the knees. From there, four black tentacles began to climb his body, curling first around his legs, then his torso, forcing him to fold his wings. YongSeop looked at her, who still had a hopeful smile when the tentacles began to pull the dragon down his knees. The firm bindings prevented any attempt to fight back, leaving the dragon to watch himself being pulled into the egg, whose size had increased to fit inside it.

The slime continued spreading through the tentacles, covering the rest of his body. One by one, the petals closed around him, creating the shell where he'd be transformed. YongSeop trembled in fear, struggling to keep his feelings of regret from getting stronger. But with only his head being left out the egg, the dragon fell prey of panic, and tears began to roll down his cheek.

A single caress of the alien was enough to appease his troubled soul. He looked at her, and was invaded by an overwhelming peace.

"This might be the end of who you are," she said, wiping the tears off his cheeks

"I'm scared."

"Of course you are. And it's ok. A part of you will die here to make room for a new being. And you will reborn as something magnificent, with a whole universe for you to explore."

Her ominous words did not bring any fear to his heart, and instead offered him the peace to sink into the darkness. YongSeop took a deep breath and closed his eyes to embrace the slime that covered the rest of his face. And after that, the tentacles pulled him in, and the egg sealed, leaving the dragon trapped inside.

He saw, heard, and smelled nothing. He only felt the warm embrace of the slime getting tighter by the second. The substance sneaked inside him through his ass, mouth, and nose, quickly invading his insides and fusing with his flesh from both sides.

But YongSeop experienced no panic while his body went through that transformation. The dragon breathed through the slime, shivering from the joy that was instead filling his soul. He felt a new life growing inside him, one that shared with him the happiness of being alive and its hopes for a brighter future outside that cave.

And as the slime continued expanding, he lost grasp of the being he once was. The dragon sunk deeper into darkness while his consciousness remained there, waiting for that new life to become a part of him and create something.

It was there. He felt it. Another being held him in its arms with the same love the alien showed for him. And with its delicate touch, it healed the severe wounds that had been hurting him for years. The solitude, the loneliness, that urge to have a purpose. He lost the path from the moment his nephews left the house. He wandered alone with no goal in mind. A part of him had died years ago and YongSeop never realized that. And now that being was offering him the chance to start again.

Reborn. The embers in his soul exploded into a fiery fire that consumed the life he once had, leaving a new and clean path for him to traverse. And he wouldn't do it alone. YongSeop held that presence in his arms and pulled it into him. "You will reborn as something magnificent." Her words echoed in his mind. And something magnificent he would be, a perfect balance between male and female. A new being reincarnated like a Fenix from the ashes of what he once was.

The slime fused with his flesh and bones, and YongSeop experienced each one of those changes with a joyful smile on his face. A pleasant sensation ran through him, one so intense that it made him squirm hard inside the shell as if something was trying to get out of him.

He was changing. Evolving. His past self felt like a shell that had been hiding this new being, and it was finally free. The dragon was put behind to let them born again, together, merged into one beautiful and magnificent creature.

The rough scales were replaced with smooth and soft skin. His pecs grew in size until they were two large tits. The folded wings disappeared under a thin black layer that gave his back a more feminine look. His arms lose size while his thighs increased, all of this without losing the strength he had. And YongSeop experienced each change his body was going through, running his hands all over himself with passion and desire.

His ecstasy lasted an eternity. His consciousness merged with the new being, and the dragon gained an insight into the species he belonged to now: a unique hive mind that let them keep their individuality. A colony that enticed everyone to love and please each other. A glorious race that would bring joy and happiness to his life.

To embrace his new form, YongSeop pushed away the walls around him, opening the egg and giving birth to a new creature. One by one, the petals fell, covered by a sticky residue of the slime, until the inner shell appeared...

The creature inside was no longer a dragon. A thin layer protected the creature like a blanket, glued to his body and making visible his more delicate aspect. Its creamy aspect turned semi transparent after some seconds, revealing a black silhouette inside. It resisted the first push from his hands, stretching to both sides. But after the second attempt, the claws pierced through the flesh and made holes for both arms to get out. The tentacles still wrapped around him no longer held the body, and they slowly fell down after YongSeop began to move. He continued tearing off the fleshy layer to release himself, but on his first attempt to get up, his legs failed and sent him back down.

The alien rushed to his help. Part of the protective layer broke when YongSeop took her hands, and the rest started to do the same as he got up. The pieces of flesh fell in cascade along with the tentacles, leaving an oily trail behind and revealing more of his new aspect, much to the alien's delight. It felt refreshing, like getting out of bed in a summer morning. YongSeop shivered at how sensitive his new skin was at the simple touch of the fleshy layer falling off his body.

It retained some draconic features, but too little to resemble one. What YongSeop had become was something different, a creature of feminine characteristics that retained a strong manliness in his initial stand. The tail, thick at the base and slender as it approached the tip, wagged slowly from side to side; its aspect was still reptilian, but completely smooth instead of having ridges or scales. Both paws had been covered by what looked like cylindrical boots, giving the illusion they'd been cut off his legs. His big fingers took a more stylish aspect, large and slender.

After his legs stopped wobbling, the alien helped him remove the rest of the flesh layer. The pieces made a soft splash sound after reaching the ground, where they started to dissolve back into slime. Her admiration was notorious, and he cleaned YongSeop's body with diligence and gratitude, going as far as to kneel before him to made sure no flesh was left on him.

YongSeop appraised his new look by fondling his tits and hips in an almost possessive matter. The moans of pleasure signaled his approval and enticed the alien that brought him there to join in. She took him in her arms and pulled him closer to press their tits together. The touch transmitted the lust both creatures felt, and the combined feeling almost threw them to their knees.

YongSeop delighted in her scent by closing his fangs around her neck, while she explored the new body, leaving a temporary trace in the skin from his fingers tracing the shape of his muscles. Her hands quickly found their way down his crotch, where instead of the cock that invade her the night before was a large and throbbing bulge--his manhood trapped and stimulated by the skin itself, being milked constantly to get the seed he needed for the next generation.

The transformation ended when they moved apart. Thin orange lines grew on YongSeop's body, following the same pattern she had. It started at his legs and moved up, like strokes painted by an invisible brush. YongSeop shuddered more the closer the lines were to his head. And when the stripe finally reached his neck and created a collar around it, he moaned with joy for being one with the alien.

His eyes changed, adopting the same orange color as hers. His gestures became more feminine. YongSeop took her by the chin and gave her a taste of the intense lust of both creatures combined. Her legs trembled and she had no choice but to hold onto his shoulders.

"This is glorious," YongSeop said, using his mouth instead of his thoughts. "I never thought a body found feel so... incredible."

After taking a deep breath, the orange stripes extended to cover the rest of his body. All the black slime disappeared and returned to YongSeop's original colors. The only difference was the red collar around his neck, and blue strips where the original oranges were. Both colors appeared on his mind, and he felt right to wear them proudly. He wanted to keep that from his past self, and have with him the colors belonging to the most significant dragons in his life.

"I'm glad to have found a suitable host for you," she replied.

"This is more than suitable. We merged completely. It's perfect to lay a much stronger generation."

YongSeop raised his tail. The tip opened like a flower, revealing a pink phallus inside whose end segregated a transparent liquid.

"I wonder how many more like him live on this planet. If they're half as strong as him, this colony might prosper beyond our imagination."

He then kissed her, one long and passionate that finally took away the little strength she still had.

"And this is all thanks to you. You allowed us to be reborn, to find a new purpose. You saved us in a way you can't imagine. And now we'll make together a new home for us."

"Do you have a plan to leave this island?" The alien asked as soon as she recovered her breath.

"Yes. He almost finished the repairs on his ship. I can do the rest for him, but before I sent a signal, I could use some time to get used to this new shape."

After saying that, YongSeop looked at his right hand. The black skin disappeared for a moment, revealing the original dragon's body under it. However, the struggle to keep that up exhausted him in a matter of seconds, and the black slime covered up the hand again.

With long wheezes, he clenched his fist to relieve the frustration.

"Not only that, but there's still a wall keeping our consciousness from merging completely. Both feel like the drive and passenger at the same time. Besides, if others see me in this shape, that might complicate our plans. We still have plenty of time for me to learn how to use my new self, and for us of us to enjoy this little paradise."

YongSeop took her by the hips and pressed both maws together.

"And after that, we'll start our colony."