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Felix could hear metal clinking together as he stood in front of the massive stone gates, which was from the armor on his shaking form as he waited for the doors to open. While he was dressed in his full battle gear there was no fight to be waged; even if there was he wouldn't be a part of it, not when he was still just an initiate. But that would soon change, the elf thought to himself as he continued to feel his heart pounding in his chest, soon all the years of hard work and preparation that culminated to his standing in front of those doors would pay off. He was mere minutes away from becoming part of an elite group that took to the skies to defend the lands.

A dragon rider.

It was a prestigious honor that few were able to obtain. More than once Felix had almost dropped out of the training, but through sheer will and determination pushed through to make it to this point. There was still one more test, and as the stone doors finally opened in order to allow him access he knew this was the final breaking point. The sanctum he was about to enter was a revered temple, but not to elves. This was the land of the dragons and their most sacred temple where the binding between them and elves had first been made to create the first rider to stop an ancient evil from taking the land.

Though the threat had long since passed the tradition continued and as Felix walked anxiously down the dark tunnel that memorialized the forming of the riders his focus was on the other side. While he had earned the right to make the long journey to this place he still had to be picked by one of the dragons of the clan that they share the land with. If he got to the central chamber and found nothing waiting for him then that meant they found him unworthy of carrying him. It was a disappointment that was worse than failing and he wouldn't know if that was the case until he stepped inside the heart of this temple.

The walk felt like it took ages but finally Felix made it to the threshold of the chamber, and when he looked inside the lit room the elf couldn't help but breathe an audible sigh of relief when he saw the glint of bronze. "It's a pleasure to meet you once more Felix," the dragon said with a small grin on his scaly muzzle.

"Likewise Arcune," Felix replied as he found himself smiling back. "It is an honor that you have selected me to be your rider."

The dragon merely nodded and motioned towards the smaller of two ritual circles that were etched into the stone of the floor. Arcune was all business for the moment and Felix knew that revelry would happen after they performed the binding ritual as he stepped into his own arcane anchor. In front of them there were huge runes that were etched into the dark stone wall that made up this cylindrical chamber. As soon as the elf stepped into the middle of the circle the arcane marks began to glow with an unearthly light, which signaled that they could start the binding ritual. This was the true last test; Felix had extensively studied the language of dragons for this one reading that Arcune would do at the same time, and their words had to be in sync for the magic to take hold.

But as they both started to chant at the same time Felix felt his nerves returning and his body trembling slightly once more. Not only did he have the pressure of standing next to a dragon that practically towered over him but as his smooth, deep voice glided effortlessly over the incantation he was finding it hard to keep up. The elf had struggled quite a bit during his language lessons and it was coming back to bite him as he struggled over the pronunciation of more than a few words. He could see that both circles were starting to glow underneath their feet though and as a tingling sensation spread up through his body Felix felt like he was getting close enough to the mark that the ritual would happen.

Felix could feel sweat dripping down his face and back but continued to keep his eyes focused on the words in front of him. Arcune would not stop until the ritual was complete and that meant he couldn't either, even with sweat dripping down his face and his body practically trembling. His legs shook and even as his throat dried out he continued to try and deliver the incantation with the honor and poise that was expected from a dragon rider. Finally his eyes got to the last symbol and when both he and dragon spoke it out loud there was a flash of light as the torches that had become the same coloration as the magic quickly returned to their natural hue.

The second that he could no longer feel the swelling of magic inside of him Felix found himself dropping to his knees in utter exhaustion. He had done it... and while Arcune looked no worse for wear he couldn't help but pant loudly as the dragon went over and offered his forepaw to help him up. "You did well," Arcune complimented as Felix got back onto his feet despite them feeling incredibly sore. "Congratulations, dragon rider."

"I did it," Felix managed to say once he had caught his breath, smiling as the joy of his triumph seemed to cause the soreness of his limbs to dissipate slightly. "So what do we do now?"

"I will fly you back to the stronghold of the riders so that you can rest and recover," Arcune said as he gestured towards the much larger door that was opposite the one Felix had entered from. "Once you have taken some time you will be introduced to your new kin, I'm sure festivities will follow. For the moment though take the time to get yourself composed and used to the bond that we share."

Felix just nodded and took a moment while resting himself against his new mount, something that was hard for him to believe. Being bonded to such a powerful creature was causing his heart to flutter and he hoped that Arcune felt at least somewhat the same way about him. Once thing he knew they both felt was the connection to one another as the magic of the ancient dragon ritual ground continued to ripple slightly with arcane energy. The elf could still feel like he was standing in the middle of that circle... and as the sensation intensified it caused him to look down at the metal boots he wore in question.

With the adrenaline and anxiety that came from performing the ritual wearing off Felix suddenly became acutely aware that it felt like the metal that surrounded his feet were tightening. At first he chalked it up to just the exhaustion that came with casting such profound draconic magic but the longer he stood there the more he began to feel cramped. Even Arcune began to notice his discomfort and asked if he was alright, and while the elf attempted to wave it off and walk over towards the dragon entrance he found himself stumbling. At that point Felix realized he was still sweating profusely and as he turned away from Arcune he glanced down at his feet and was shocked to find that the metal was beginning to distort and warp.

Another two steps was all Felix got before he finally hear something pop and saw that the seam of his boot had split. He could feel the heat of the bronze dragon behind him as the huge creature looked at him in curiosity, especially as the elf could feel his toes press hard against the inside of it. At first he thought that his digits would be crushed but as he let out a groan and stomped down on the damaged armored boot it was the metal that gave out first. Both the elf and dragon let out sounds of surprise as they saw the tips of very draconic talons start to slide out of the holes while the metal continued to tear around the expanding digits.

"Well... that's the first that I've heard of this," Arcune admitted as the gap in the seam of the boot widened to show that scales were quickly developing on the growing feet of the elf.

"What do you mean?!" Felix said as he spun around to face the dragon, though once more he nearly fell over except that Arcune was quick to hold him upright.

"Something must have misfired on your end of the ritual," Arcune accused as he kept the elf standing even as the entire bottom of their boots popped off from the rest of it. "Dragon magic can be temperamental and I wasn't going to say anything but your pronunciation really needs work. I don't suppose you remember what you said, do you?"

"I don't even remember what I said while I was saying it," Felix confessed, trying to control his breathing even though he could start to feel a tightness in his leggings next. "Oh gods, it's spreading, I can feel it moving up my legs! Arcune, what do I do?"

There was a moment of pause where the only thing that could be heard was the metal that was wrapped around his growing appendages groaned in protest at being pushed against. "You should probably take that armor off," Arcune stated, which caused the elf to balk at him. "What, the magic is clearly not harming you, and whatever it is I'm sure that we can get one of the more ancient dragons to change you back."

The elf was about to retort when he realized that Arcune was right, the only discomfort he felt was in his armor that was slowly being shredded by his transformation as the remains of his boots clung to his scaly ankles. His feet were already twice the size they should be and as the divot between his merged toes slowly disappeared the fact that he could wiggle them in the air was almost liberating. While getting naked in front of his new mount wasn't exactly his idea of a good first impression he could already feel the muscles of his chest starting to tighten. When he attempted to grab his leggings and pull them down he found that they were already a lost cause, they were going to have to follow the same path as his boots as he struggled to get his chest armor unclasped.

Once more he found Arcune helping him, those dragon paws far more dexterous then he had thought, and as the metal of his legs began to dent and pop they managed to get the rest of it off free and clear. He was a bit surprised when he found his tunic being pulled away too but realized that given the state of his feet that were still growing there was no sense of modesty at this point. When his bare skin was exposed the somewhat tanned flesh already had a few small spots of bronze that were on his otherwise flat stomach, creeping up from the waistband of his leg armor that was continuing to tighten. While the dragon offered to try and slide a claw in there to pop the seams Felix waved him off and said that given the current state of things they wouldn't have to wait long for his body to do it.

Felix groaned in slight discomfort as his legs weren't the only things that were growing inside of that armor. Both sides of his waist were starting to press tighter against his form as his thickening hips were helped by a lump that was starting to push out. There was a sharp stinging sensation and he pushed down the metal on his form enough so that his spine could continue to extend out, though when he did that it caused something else to be trapped within. He felt himself blush a bit as the front of his armor bulged out, the metal there thinner and popping free to reveal his growing maleness. From everything that the two were witnessing they could guess that Felix was becoming a dragon himself, though as his ankle bones popped and shifted his even bigger paws until they were against Arcune's stomach the question was why this was happening.

As the mind of the elf tried to figure out why he suddenly had a large pair of bronze-scaled feet that were still swelling he realized that he hadn't heard anything from Arcune for a bit. When he brought his head up to ask the dragon what he thought might be happening he noticed that they seemed to be transfixed on his body, and one spot in particular. When he shouted and turned to his side it seemed to snap the dragon out of whatever trance he was in and Felix watched him shake his head a bit. When the transforming creature asked what was wrong he started to get concerned that the ritual had done something to the dragon too, but Arcune merely said that he was fine and asked if he needed help standing.

With his legs encased in what were essentially metal tubes Felix found himself growing frustrated at the increasingly tight space and told Arcune to grab him by the feet. The dragon was a bit confused but did what he wanted as he made sure to brace his back on the cold stone floor of the ritual chamber. While he wasn't sure how well this was going to go the pressure was getting intense and his tail was starting to rub against the edge of the metal of his leggings to cause him even more discomfort by the second. After taking a second to put his hands against his sides to keep from sliding back before he told Arcune to push his legs to his chest.

For a few seconds there was a little resistance as the metal creaked and groaned, but it wasn't long before the thickening muscle that was contained within finally won the war of attrition. There was a loud snap followed by the rending of metal as Felix found himself breathing a sigh of relief only to have it catch in his throat at what he saw underneath. Heavy bronze scales had completely covered the large limbs and they were so bloated with new flesh that it made the upper half of his body look puny by comparison. To the elf it looked like someone had taken his athletic, toned upper half and put it on the legs and waist of a huge dragonborn barbarian... but as the scaly appendages continued to quiver and he could see the muscle thickening he found that his changes down there weren't done yet.

"Okay... this is fine," Felix said even as his legs fell back to the ground, the huge scaly limbs feeling like boulders attached to him even though he could flex his new toes. "I think... I'll stay here, you got and get someone from your clan Arcune that might know how to fix this." Once more the half-changed elf found himself not getting a response and when he looked once more the bronze dragon seemed to be almost entranced while staring down at him. "Arcune, what in the nine hells is going on with you!?"

This time the dragon huffed and looked away, but as he turned his head Felix noticed that he wasn't the only one that was having his cock grow... except that Arcune's was filling with blood instead of magic as the tip poked out the sheath. "I... am finding it hard to concentrate with you on display like that," Arcune finally admitted, causing Felix to gasp even more than his own cock starting to grow ridges while pushing further along his scaled thighs. "This is very strange, but for some reason I'm finding you extremely attractive right now."

"You... you are?" Felix said before grunting as his hips popped and the wave of muscle growth began to creep up his increasingly barreled out chest. "Is it because I'm turning into a dragon?"

"No, it is more than that," Arcune said with another chuff as he seemed to be more embarrassed just talking about it. "It's like I was meant to be with you, and not in the normal way that I usually take to others. I'm usually the dominant one and that is not the feeling I have, even as an elf I have a strong urge for you to... mount me... wait, mount, that's it! I want you to recite the words I'm about to say just like you did when you recited the incantation to bind us as dragon and rider."

Though it was hard for Felix to focus with his muscles and bones in his lower body starting to shift into a new configuration he managed to repeat the words that the dragon gave him, trying to keep the speed and tone that he had during the ritual. When he was done Arcune put his forepaw against his head and as the elf reached out to ask what he realized he found his fingernails turning black and sharpening as the digits started to bloat. "I should have realized the first time we made our bond," Arcune said in frustration. "We have several different meanings from one symbol, and for the ones I specifically gave you it seems that you made enough of a difference in your pronunciation that the ritual magic went in a different direction then dragon rider binding."

"What kind of direction?" Felix asked tentatively as he brushed aside the hair falling into his face from the stubs of horns starting to push out of his skull.

"Dragon mating," Arcune said as he snorted. "But since I was still doing the proper wording the arcana seems to have merged the two effects together, putting me under you in a more... literal fashion. As embarrassing as this is to say all I can think about is turning around and putting my tail up in the air for you as the superior dragon."

That was something Felix wasn't expecting, but even with his body mutating more by the second he realized that he was feeling much in the same regard but in the opposite direction. As soon as Arcune mentioned presenting himself he found that was exactly what he wanted the bronze dragon to do. With the musculature spreading up his stomach and chest, pectorals barreling and joining with the rest of his body as scales continued to rise up towards them, the mental image of doing exactly what Arcune explained was becoming more tempting by the second. His mate... the ring of it awoken something in Felix and even though he was still practically elf from the waist up he found his attention more directed towards the part that wasn't as his increasingly draconic dick throbbing and growing.

Arcune had turned himself away to no longer be tempted by these lustful instincts that were growing inside of him and let out a gasp of shock when he felt scales press up against his own. "What do you think you're doing?" Arcune said, though the dragon already had an idea as he could feel Felix's arousal pressed against him. "Just because I said I had those feelings doesn't mean I'm going to have an elf mount me so casually..."

"I think you can feel right now that I'm not an elf," Felix replied, his chest rumbling as he could see Arcune turn to look at him in shock at the way he spoke. While riders were considered to be the ones in control from their bindings dragons were always the more powerful creature in the relationship, but the magic had made the former elf much stronger as the need to breed this one beneath him was growing stronger with each beat of his growing heart. "It may be the magic talking but it feels so good to have you beneath me, just do what comes naturally and raise that tail for me."

Though it was clear that Arcune was reluctant to have an elf that was so much smaller than him dominate his body like a dragon the bronze-scaled creature eventually found himself lowering his head and doing so. As his tailhole was exposed Felix found that even with his new legs that he would still have to raise himself up on his taloned tip-toes just to get the head of his member against the puckered flesh. As he did though he let out a loud moan that grew slightly deeper in pitch as his arms that were wrapped around the tail base of the dragon suddenly slid forward as his feet mutated once more. He grew another foot and with the aid of Arcune lowering his own form slightly the two were able to make a connection. As Felix looked back with his copper-tinted eyes he grunted and practically laid against the back of the dragon as his toes reformed and his tail grew another foot, though there was only one thought in his mind as drool dripped from his slightly sharper teeth.

The need to breed his mate.

The growing desire to plow this dragon despite being so much bigger than him.

But as he began to shimmy forward and his hindquarters, the idea of the thickly-muscled scaly appendages his legs and hips no longer applying, both creatures found that perhaps that wouldn't the case soon. With his lower body speeding along on his transformation due to the magic rising up from the ritual circle Felix found his new hindpaw was actually bigger than the actual dragon as they got side by side. There was something about seeing that which caused his entire body to shudder, enjoying the sensations of his still somewhat elven form on top of a dragon. Most would react like Arcune to having something other than a bigger creature take them like this, and though it seemed the ancient magic agreed and would give him a proper form he found himself enjoying this.

Arcune snorted and groaned as he began to get spread open, trying not to pant as the one he had chosen to be his rider was doing so in a far more carnal fashion than expected. His legs began to buckle slightly; not only was the creature on top of him growing bigger by the second but so was his cock that was sliding into him. While it had started out on the small side at first his tailhole was getting stretched wider by the second as he could literally feel the ridges forming while pushing against his inner walls. The bronze dragon wasn't sure what made him feel more bashful, the fact that he was allowing his rider to take him like this or how much he was enjoying it as the pleasure grew more delightful by the second.

Soon the only sounds that were communicated to the two were the snarls and grunts of pure carnal lusts, and though it initially sounded strange coming from Felix his voice was starting to grow deeper to match the one beneath it. With the initial sense of shock and surprise from becoming something else wearing off and his maleness sunk deep into the dragon beneath he found it hard to be concerned. All this power... it was almost intoxicating to the former elf as he began to feel his face push out and his teeth grow bigger. He had gone from wanting his changes to stop to needing more, and with every thrust of his huge scaled hips down into the dragon below it only seemed to spur it on.

Soon Arcune found himself pressed down against the cool stone floor as the arms that were draped against his sides trembled before surging with growth. With the two succumbing to the ritual magic it was practically flowing through Felix as his horns grew longer while his head swelled with new growth. His face became briefly unrecognizable as his jaws popped and cracked while filling out with new muscle for his draconic muzzle, stretching out as though in a silent roar. When his hands pressed against the floor they were already heavily bloated and with scales cascading down from his shoulders Felix used his new forelimbs to brace himself and pound his new heavy cock into his mate beneath.

Soon it was too much for either creature to bear and the two hit their climax while Felix's midsection continued to stretch his spine. Tail, back, and neck all grew longer as Arcune could feel the thick dragon cum leaking out of his tailhole from his new mate, huffing loudly as his own splattered between his chest and the floor as the force of the intense orgasm caused him to do the same. Even after he had completely trained his new manhood the former elf continued to practically writhe on top of the dragon as his growth also reached its zenith. With his body in its final draconic configuration the magic that swirled about his form grew it even more while a pair of wings unfurled from his new muscular back.

The growl that came from Felix practically reverberated in the ear of the smaller bronze dragon as he found his body settling down finally. Ever since he had mounted his new mate he hadn't really been taking stock of his new form and as the fog of lust cleared he looked down at himself and let out a purr of contentment. While he had always thought of dragons as powerful, regal creatures he had never though of what it would be like to have the form of one, but that was exactly what he had as he flexed his boulder-crushing claws on his forelimbs. Even without the desire to rut seeing himself on top of the one that was originally going to be the one to ferry him around was incredibly sensual and caused his softening cock to throb while feeling the ridges rub against the inner walls of the other man's tailhole

"Dragon riding typically comes after a few weeks," Arcune grumbled, though Felix could sense that he was just as pleased with this outcome as he was.

"I'm a fast learner," Felix replied, the new dragon body coming with quite the confidence boost as he shivered at hearing the tremor of his voice.

"At least your draconic has gotten better," Arcune said as Felix finally got off of him to let him stretch and so he could examine the thick bronze scales of his underbelly. "Perhaps if you could speak like that then we wouldn't be in this situation."

"That's not exactly a ringing endorsement for wanting me to learn how to do it all things considered," Felix rebutted as he chuckled and swung his thick tail about to feel the movement in his muscles. "This body is incredible... but I suppose I do have to change back, right? I'm sure the elder dragons probably won't keep an elf that changed this way..."

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Several months later a pair of elves made their way down the hall of the ancient dragon ritual chamber, both of them slightly confused at seeing one another. Normally the tradition had been for them to come one at a time but recently the dragons have been asking for potential new riders to come in pairs. While there was no real explanations of what was going on they knew better than to question the wisdom of such ancient creatures. Once the two had gotten to the main chamber they were once more surprised to find that there were a pair of bronze-scaled dragons waiting for them, one much bigger than the other as they both made their bows to them.

"Felix, Arcune, you wish to be our mounts?" the first elf asked as they walked inside.

"Of sorts," Felix replied with a grin as he gestured towards the incantation wall that started to glow with a magical light. "We're here because we have found that there is an alternative to the normal means of creating the bond between dragon and elf. Now you two rose through the ranks together and consider one another friendly, is that right?"

While the question only continued to confuse the two the elf that had spoken up nodded. "I suppose so," he stated simply. "Why do you ask?"

"Because instead of having one of us be your mount we can have one of you take that place for the other," Felix explained, trying not to grin even more when he saw their eyes widen in shock. "It will create a bond even deeper than the one between elf and dragon, and after a bit of tinkering we figured out how one of you will be the rider and the other one be the mount... if that's what you want."

It was clear to the two dragons that the offer had caught the potential riders by surprise, just like they had done to the ones before it. As soon as Felix and Arcune had gotten back to the dragon clan they immediately went to study what happened with the powerful incantation room and found, with the help of a few elven volunteers, that they could turn elves into dragons with the right variations on the spell that was displayed. Since the numbers of dragons had been dwindling it was actually quite the perfect solution and so far there had been quite a few that had taken them up on the offer. This pairing appeared no different as one of the elves did as instructed and took off his gear while Felix ushered him to the larger circle... though he was mostly there just to make sure that the new dragon would use the proper pronunciation.