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Durzhel's Debauched Depravity: A Greed of Dragons Side Story

Commission for Rasputin (Discord)

Synopsis - According to the village traditions, before a young dragon reaches adulthood, they must first prove themselves by staying in the Mountains of Distortion for a couple of days, fending for themselves and only return once the dawn of the fourth day rises.

Durzhel, a young furred dragon who was unfortunate to take such a role, must endure this village's twisted traditions as he went into the mountains, finding it relatively mundane as he survived the first few nights with ease.

However, upon the arrival of the fourth dawn, things drastically changed for the worse. When Rasputin returned to the village, he was met with a rather depraved scene where everyone was engaged in a massive orgy.

Their minds were enslaved by Dart'tharan, a teal colored dragon who excels in the fields of mystic arts and mind manipulation. With the goal of turning the world into a depraved, sensual paradise, his first attempt of brainwashing a certain populace landed on Durzhel's small but quaint village.

With their minds enslaved and hunger for the taste of sensual touch, the young adult Durzhel flees from the village in an attempt to save his purity and soul, facing ahead the unfortunate future that lies ahead for the young dragon.

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In the base of a mountainous region just at the borders of the Dragon Kingdom, there lies a small village where dragons and other creatures reside together in a somewhat harmonious manner. It was nothing special, as in terms of the dragon community this village lies almost in the middle of nowhere, far away from any major landmarks, hidden within a natural barrier of rocky terrain and the base of a massive mountain, almost undiscovered if the weather was not clear that fateful day.

The dragons that stayed in this village were mostly furred, with some earth dragons residing alongside them, giving this village an exotic nature as while the furred race is seen commonly among other dragon races, there was a relatively low amount that lies within its borders. One might say that furred dragons in themselves were special, not only possessing the same scale appearance and powers of a regular dragon, but they were also gifted with a lush and furry mane that is somewhat seen as exclusive to lions and other types of cats. Their bodies were mostly animalistic in structure, with the facial structure possessing feline features instead of the generic angular snout that most reptilian dragons would have.

A certain dragon who resides here stands as an outlier as not only his fur were a strange blue color, his body structure was smaller compared to other dragons his age, his slender figure somewhat small, as others lie close to the height and stature of older dragons. In terms of body structure, his slender nature gave a certain level of cuteness in his appearance.

It can be noted that in this village, most dragons have an occupation related to mining where they extract resources and various minerals in the mountainous region they were living in. However, it is not the most common one, as it is mostly for the older, stronger dragons, while the younger generations were usually left to tend to the farms or work at the general store, as they were not yet strong enough to mine.

Durzhel was one such dragon who was not quite ready for the challenge. Even though he is approaching adulthood, the furred dragon could barely lift the pickaxe with his limbs alone. His strength was a bit below the average, and as a result, the blue dragon was stuck at the farm for the rest of his youth.

But that will change today, as the young dragon is finally at his peak.

According to tradition, once a young dragon reaches a certain point in their lives, they must take a sacred ritual where the dragon in question must survive the harsh environments of the mountains for a couple of days and only return when the fourth day comes. The purpose of this ritual is for them to gain independence and maturity, as well as to prepare themselves for adulthood.

It is a simple thing, but it was a tradition that has been followed ever since the village was formed.

As a result, tomorrow will be the day Durzhan will depart, not knowing that the village will be seized by a malevolent dragon that could alter the furred dragon's fate.

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Standing before his caregiver--who took in and nurtured the young dragon as his own ever since Durzhel's parents passed away in a tragic incident--Durzhel had a grave expression on his face in a particular stone-clad home close to the center of the hamlet. With the older dragon's golden eyes directed towards the young dragon, his elegant and slim physique stood squarely in front of his adopted kid.

He is the village's chief, a wise and experienced dragon that is known for his leadership and strength, having the same blue-colored fur as Durzhel has, but with a slightly longer, more mane-like tail, something that is considered an inherited trait.

Durzhel's surrogate father was Lazarul, and he was trying to calm his son down for the upcoming rite of adulthood that the young dragon will undertake once the sun sets.

"Ugh... I hope everything will be okay, mister Lazarul. I'm feeling a bit worried about all this," said Durzhel, looking at the ground with worry and fear, his wings twitching as he was a bit restless. He was not really used to these kinds of things, as it will be the first time he will have to truly test his strength and face the dangers of the mountains, something that will be a part of his life after the ritual is completed.

Lazarul just laughed it off however, his smile warm and his tone of voice calming the nerves of the anxious dragon.

"You don't have to worry, young dragon. While it is true that the Distortion Mountain is truly dangerous, you should know that all the children that have done this have all survived. Besides, what's the worst that could happen?"

Durzhel was a bit hesitant, still a bit doubtful that his chances of survival will be as high as his Lazarul implied. The young dragon was not really that much of a fighter, his weak limbs and fragile body were not suited for physical combat, and his knowledge in the field of magic is close to nothing. He was a bit worried that he would die of starvation or from the paws of a predator, which were not the ideal ways for a dragon to go.

He could feel his wings tremble a bit, the anxiety of what lies beyond the walls of the village getting the best of him. "But... What if some kind of monster shows up? I am not like the other dragons, my body is weak and frail and I'm not even that good at magic."

"But you are smart." His guardian insisted. "Remember, might isn't always right. You may not be as strong as your friends, but your intelligence is unmatched. Use your brains to get out of trouble, and you will survive this ordeal, I'm sure of it."

Durzhel's eyes widen a bit as he hears the words of his guardian. The young dragon did not expect to receive praise from him. As a matter of fact, he was expecting him to laugh at his insecurities, but instead, his surrogate father gives him a boost in his morale.

A smile formed amongst the corner of his mouth. "Yeah... I guess you're right."

Lazarul nodded as a warm smile formed on his face. "Of course, I am." Walking to a nearby table, the dragon grabbed a sack full of gold coins that jingle with each shake as he tossed it towards Durzhel. "Why don't you take the day off, hmm? I will handle your share of work for today."

"Really?! Are you sure about that, Lazarul? I mean... this is my job after all..."

"Nonsense. Today will be a busy day for you, so you deserve to take a break. Now get some rest, son. I will see you later."

Durzhel nods in confirmation, leaving the room and exiting his home.

Once the door slammed shut, the caring dragon let out a sigh of relief as he then turned towards the window. The sky was clear and beautiful today. The weather is very warm and sunny. But looking at the shining sun and realizing that a certain event is going to happen made the dragon's heart tense, his tail swaying with anxiety as he had a stern look on his face.

Lazarul had a certain ability that only a few chosen know. Durzhel, was unfortunately not one of them in fear of his beloved kin doing something reckless...

His special ability allowed him to take a glimpse in the future, albeit short as his powers were somewhat incomplete. According to the dragoness herself, she can only see bits and pieces of it. Most of the time, there will be scenarios that show a different view. But whenever a particular event approaches, his visions will always show the same future.

It has only been shown recently where she witnessed something that shocked him to the very core. What Lazarul saw terrified him in more ways than one.

The village, although she wasn't able to see what was happening specifically, was relatively the same as it always was. The only notable change was the villagers themselves, his vision focusing on each individual that he may or may not recognize with all of their mouths open as if something was emitting from them, one in particular being himself. He was shown having the same lustful expression as the rest, moaning in pleasure as tears of euphoria streamed out from his face, crying of sexual gratification like the villagers.

And behind them all was a teal dragon who radiates a certain energy that Lazarul didn't recognize. His expression was ecstatic, enjoying every single scream and cry his village's people had let out, emitting an energy that corrupted everyone in his vision to succumb into his whims. It was something truly twisted, a future that the dragon could not predict what was in store, a terrible vision where the villagers were moaning with debauched expressions, as if they were succumbing to something that was forcibly inserted into their bodies and minds.

"So it's going to begin..." Said Lazarul in despair. "Dart'tharan will arrive tomorrow, and enslave us all..." He closed his eyes and muttered a short prayer to the Ancestors. "Please... please Ancestors... Spare Durzhel from this terrible fate..."

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"Hmm... Now what to do on my day off?" Durzhel asked himself as he walked alongside the sandy path, stretching his arms in a comical yet cheerful tone as he enjoyed every second he had today, knowing that this will probably be his last day before going off towards the Distortion Mountains.

The furred dragon scratched the side of his mane in contemplation. With almost the entire day lying ahead and a sack of gold coins to spend, Durzhel really doesn't know how to utilize it. He could eat a hearty lunch at the Inn, where all the finest meals that his village has to offer lies there. He could take a long stroll at the open plains while also looking at the fields of crops he was taking care of last time, the warm sun touching every scale he had in the most magnificent way as Durzhel enjoyed nature with peace of mind.

All of those were good suggestions, and each has their own merits on his decision, as the young dragon has to face reality that all of them are what he always does whenever he's on a day off.

"*sigh* What to do, what to do?"

Durzhel pondered hard for a few seconds before a light bulb appeared above his head. A grin slowly forms in his face, his tail twitching and his eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Maybe I can ask the Seer for advice! Yeah, that's what I'll do."

With a bright idea, Durzhel wasted no time running towards the Seer's House, occasionally saying a hello or two to the passing dragons that wished him good luck on his rite of passage and such while hoping to find the old dragon that is the oldest member of the village.

The Seer is the wisest member of the village, and he is the one that keeps everyone together. His experience and age have taught him so much knowledge and wisdom, and he uses those to solve disputes, answer questions, and lead the village for centuries, despite being a regular dragon like everyone else.

If anyone were to know what to do, it would be him.

After a few minutes of walking, Durzhel finally arrived at the Seer's house, which is the biggest and the most magnificent in the entire village. The stone structure was well-made and clean, a sign of prosperity and luxury as the furred dragon knocked on the large door, waiting for an answer.

When he received no reply, Durzhel cocked his head to the side as he let himself in, slowly closing the door behind him to make no noise while looking at the hallway that seems to be devoid of life.

"Seer? Hello? Are you there?" Durzhel said, calling out the old dragon's name as his voice echoed throughout the house, a frown slowly forming on his face as he was greeted with nothing. "I guess he's not home."

The blue furred dragon scratched the side of his head with his hand.

"Guess he's not home? I should probably leave then. I don't wanna trespass further than I already have..."

While Durzhel was trying to think of what he should do other than leave, he then heard the sound of a distant groan.

"A-Ahh~ Yes~ H-Harder master~"

*splurt!*

The furred dragon's ears perked up when he heard the faint, almost indistinguishable voice. The sound came from the end of the hallway, and it sounded like it was in distress.

"Hello? Seer?" Durzhel asked once more. "Are you in there?"

Once more, the dragon did not receive a response. Slowly, the dragon crept his way towards the room where the Seer's voice seemed to originate, moving ever so silently in hopes of not startling whomever made that weird sound. Durzhel might not recognize whose voice that belongs to, but in his curiosity and concern for the village Seer, he just had to know what's going on.

Once he stood in front of the oaken doors that separated him from the dragon inside the room, Durzhel began to doubt his decision since he might be intruding against the privacy of the village's most important dragon, but his curiosity knows no bounds.

Slightly opening the door ajar, the dark blue furred dragon took a peek at what machinations stood inside the door, and to his surprise, it was something he wasn't expecting to see.

Inside was indeed the Seer, but what he witnessed was truly something that the dragon did not expect, making his body freeze and his jaw drop in shock at the debauched scenario that he has yet to witness.

The Seer's name is Sustiel, an older-looking feather winged dragon with a slender figure, not as old-looking as the standard Seer due to a few health advantages he has that increased the quality of his appearance. However, Durzhel cannot ponder on his look as what he laid his eyes on is something far more important.

Right at the center of a bed covered with a white drape, the dragon's slender figure lied upon the smooth fabric as he had a look of euphoria upon his face, his tongue sticking out like a pervert while his dick was right in front of a cloaca of the vagina of another furred dragon, this one having an younger appearance and brown colored fur and wings, her look of lust was focused towards Sustiel. Both of her paws caressing his neck, making the Seer moan as his climax is close to releasing due to being smothered by the female's wet fleshy walls.

"Hmmhmm~ Yes that's my little boy-toy~ How does it feel to have your cock rubbed like this?" Said the female dragon who has a slightly older tone than Durzhel's voice, one full of maturity that the Seer could savor through lustful screams. She pushed her cloaca ever so further, her cunt smothering more of his length with each motion of her hips, her head moving backwards as her moans and shrieks got even louder.

Sustiel couldn't control himself. What the female dragon was doing to him was nothing more than pure pleasure. While he is known for his calm demeanor and wise personality, his penis was something he could not control, a result of his age where his member cannot help but release prematurely.

"R-Raagh~ Oh yes~ Harder~ Hnng~" But Sustiel didn't care, as every second of sexual pleasure is pure ecstacy to him, making his lust-filled mind focus solely on the dragoness's pussy, the Seer pushing his member deeper and deeper before cumming right onto her snatch, filling her insides with dragon spunk with each passing moment while his moan filled the room with nothing but lecherous shrieks, only lasting for a few seconds as Sustiel calmed down.

Durzhel quietly let out a gulp after watching the two dragons having an intimate sexual intercourse with each other, as this is his first time watching two dragons mate with such raw sexual passion. It was a weird sight for the blue dragon, but for some reason he didn't make an attempt to look away. Durzhel stays for quite a while, his eyes looking at how deep Sustiel's dick went into the dragoness in front of him, and seeing the older dragon release his pent up load that seems to ooze down the woman's vagina with a moan as Durzhel's cock came out of his sheath.

He has to admit... He would love to suck the Seer's cock right about now.

"Tehee~ Oh I will~ If you weren't so limp right now~" After riding his cock for quite some time, the female dragon pulled her cum-filled cloaca from his cock, gushing out gallons of cum from her vagina and staining the once clean white sheets as the female dragon lied onto Sustiel, licking his neck as the older dragon shuddered in euphoria, panting and gasping at the tongue play he received right under his neck.

As she licked the underside of his neck, a faint purple mist began to trail from her tongue that made its way towards the Seer's eyes, and as she slowly moved her tongue towards Sustiel's mouth, he was caught in a kiss, his eyes widening a bit before letting out a soft moan.

Durzhel's pupils dilated and his body shuddered from how hot the make out session he is currently witnessing now. His crotch felt strange. For some odd reason Durzhel started feeling himself getting warm and horny with all the dirty moaning the Seer was letting out, and his dick began to protrude pre-cum into the flowered flooring he stood upon.

Durzhel began to lick his own lips while gazing at the lustful sight of the two dragon's tongues clashing and tasting one another, a bright purple glow emanated from their eyes with their kiss lasting a few minutes before parting their kiss, both moaning in pleasure and having a somewhat animalistic gaze while Durzhel stood by in disbelief of what the female dragon's expression bore.

Her smile was perverted, and sinister as if she had done something terrible while the Seer looked like he was in a complete daze.

"Perfect~" The brown dragoness said as she then got off the bed and tidied herself up. "The assimilation went better than expected." Looking at the old dragon who was completed under the effects of mind control, the brown dragoness smirked before snapping her claws.

Suddenly, there was a strong vibration that spread throughout the room. Although it ended rather abruptly as a pink portal appeared in front of her.

It wasn't easy for Durzhel to make out what's on the other side of the portal. He'd rather not risk getting caught on something that he wasn't supposed to see after all.

"As much as I would love to stay in this town and have sex with the other lesser dragons, I have a report to give to Master Dart'tharan. Goodbye for now, 'Seer'~"

And like that, the female dragon proceeded to enter the portal, before it closed rather abruptly; making Durzhel flinch due to the violent implosion as there was silence once more.

For almost half a minute, Durzhel stood there in relative silence, still trying to process what he had just witnessed. The blue dragon didn't know what to make of it, as he was still a bit confused as to why the Seer was having sex with a very hot female dragon that suddenly left through a portal that she made, leaving the Seer in such a state.

A strange, unexplainable urge begins to well up from Durzhel, taking over his entire body with a slight shudder as he unconsciously inhales the purple mist that lingered around the area. A bright glow emanates in the dragon's eyes before his body seems to freeze, Durzhel experiencing a mixture of lust and euphoria from the misty purple fumes of the pink dragoness, whose brainwashing mist worked very slowly on young, inexperienced minds, such as his.

"Ugh... What am I thinking... Weird... U-Urgh!" The haze was so thick that the dragon decided it was time to leave this place.

Silently closing the door, Durzhel was unfortunate that he didn't get to see the Seer suddenly cumming in a handsfree style, spurting white spunk out of his limp cock with such high potency, his mind warped from the dragoness' magic as the Seer's crotch gave out the last remnants of spunk his body has to offer while he laid still on the soiled sheets.

---

Once outside the Seer's home, Durzhel took in a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He was very lucky that his hard-on managed to subside when he was leaving the structure. The last thing he wanted before the rite of passage was being called a slut in public after showing off his privates to everybody.

"Ugh... I really need to do something else..." He complained while walking in a random direction, hoping to distract himself with something fun before the sun sets.

The cobblestone path that he walked on was dusty and rocky in structure. With each step the blue dragon takes, Durzhel could see sand that escaped the rocks due to time slowly weathering away the roads that the furred dragon takes right now in hopes that a certain idea could distract him enough of what he witnessed.

His walk led him to the agricultural parts of the village, where countless dragons that were farmers were seen tending on multiple fields, tending and picking ripe crops or carrying buckets of water to hydrate the plants before Durzhel eventually makes his way towards a straw covered barn where he always liked to hang around whenever he felt like he was alone or if he needs somewhere quiet to read books or such.

Right next to the structures that lie a couple hundred feet away was a felkin who wore a farmer hat that Durzhel immediately recognized who it belonged to.

"Xanthor!" The young dragon calls out to the farmer as Durzhel ran up towards the blue felkin that had similar facial structures as the chief Lazarul. However, Xanthor had a white mane that traveled towards the back of his tail while having white stripes with different strokes adorning the back of his head that trailed towards his shoulders.

He was a very good friend and somewhat close to Durzhel, ever since the blue dragon's parents untimely demise when he was a young dragon, Xanthor was the one who gave company when needed, making the dragon almost like an adoptive younger brother figure to Durzhel, the white furred dragon having more of a laid back attitude compared to other dragons, letting loose and being a more fun type of friend than he was reserved to work in his farm.

The dragon that worked in the nearby field turned around, and upon seeing his best friend, gave him a cheerful yet calm smile as Xanthor proceeded to drop all of the things he was carrying.

"Durzhie! Hello!" Greeted the felkin enthusiastically, calling Durzhel with his nickname as Xanthor put a strong hold with his arms towards the blue furred dragon, trapping him in an inescapable embrace to which Durzhel struggled to breathe. "I haven't seen you all day, are you okay buddy?"

"Pwah!" Durzhie struggled to take in air the moment Xanthor finished the bear hug as he looked back at his childhood friend with a concerned frown.

"Watch where you put your manure-filled claws! You almost stained my body with soil and grime!" The blue dragon complained as Xanthor just laughed the complaint off.

"Calm down Durzhie. If you were born with dirt then you are bound to live with it forever. What's the worst that could happen? You catch something while out there?" Said the white maned felkin as the smile never faded away from Xanthor, standing beside Durzhie with pride and joy on his face.

"Besides, that's the last thing on my list of problems. I'm way more excited about your return once you finish your rite of passage!" Xanthor said with joy and confidence, practically brimming with happiness as Durzhie looked with confusion on his face before going for a slow yet confused blink.

"Excited about... what?" Durzhel asked rather puzzled. As far as the dragon knows, there isn't anything special when a dragon manages to return from the rite of passage. So why was the young farmer so happy about it? "Did I miss something? It's just a ritual right?" Durzhel then wondered more while scratching the bottom of his chin.

"Are you kidding me?! Once you return we dragons can go wild and let loose and party all week long!" Xanthor announces, flaring his arms and tail with such zeal that Durzhie's fur ruffles due to his friend's enthusiasm before raising a brow to his words.

"What on earth are you saying Xanthy?" The young farmer looks around once or twice before putting a paw under Durzhie's ear, the blue felkin whispering the juicy details towards Durzhaie's pointy ears with a grin forming on Xanthor's mouth. Durzhie's eyes widen after his friend tells him a small detail that seemingly excited his best friend to the maximum capacity, letting go of Durzhel with a cocky pose and a confident smile that he told a secret or something similar.

"A drinking festival? Lazarul didn't say anything about this... Couldn't you have been delusional?" The blue furred dragon then pats the farmer's back, letting a pity look at his felkin friend. "Poor Xanthy... You and your wild fantasies again. Don't worry, I can ask for Lazarul to arrange a few bottles of liquor once I manage to return-" Durzhie's pity then slows down the more Xanthor stays with his smug smile, cockiness emanating from him as it almost made Durzhel feel rather foolish.

Xanthor shook his head slowly with a ''tut tut tut'' like tone as Durzhie became more confused.

"Forget to tell you buddy, but the Chief, your "surrogate" Father, was more excited than I was when it was your turn to take the rite of passage to the point where he secretly planned to have a drinking festival on your return." Xanthor spoke as Durzhie looked shocked at this bit of news. The fact that Lazarul even planned to have a party for his return made him even more motivated to try and accomplish the rite of passage. "So as you can imagine buddy, there will be parties left and right, filled with plenty of booze, partying, food and more!"

"Sounds like you'll enjoy such events Xanthy, considering your personality." Durzhie complimented as Xanthor gives out a confident, toothy grin in pride.

"But of course I am!" Xanthor stated with pride and joy for his best friend's return and party, his joy emanating with confidence and power with his aura before Xanthor soon remembered to work back on his fields.

"Listen Durzhie, I would really love to talk more but Lazarul will scold me if I don't get back to work..." Xanthor then had a thought once he analyzed Durzhel who seemed to be restless. "You know, I have a couple of fields that need harvesting. Think you can help me with that? You seem to be the type to be relaxed when at work after all."

Durzhel ponders for a moment before nodding, the blue felkin taking him towards a field that's quite a distance from the barn, following the furred farmer along with a bright smile. "Yeah. Why not?"

The two walked all the way across the fields and crops with joy and laughter being spread between Durzhal and Xanthor sharing stories with each other as they arrived. All around, there are several fields of various different plants. Dragon Fruits, Lana Berries, Ckid Wheat, Bead Balls and even rows of various crops that both Durzhal and Xanthor eyed for quite some time with gazes, hunger gleaming from their pupils before Xanthor soon grabbed two large baskets that were nearby while he was accompanied with Durzhel, putting them besides one another and doing an overly extravagant pose when holding the two baskets together in his arms with ease.

"Thanks buddy! We have tons and tons to pick. I don't want to not harvest everything in fear of pests being attracted to them, so pick as much as you can. I think we should start with the field of dragon fruits over there!" Said the farmer dragon with joy as Durzhie walked towards the designated field and got his work underway.

For around an hour and a half, the blue furred dragon tended upon the fields, harvesting every fruit that he could get a hold off from its plant with a bright smile, whistling the melody of an ancient song that him and Xanthor sang during his teenage days while bobbing his head with the beat. Durzhie picked more fruits to the basket than most dragons can carry with pride as he walked over towards his best friend with both arms loaded with baskets filled with ripe crops.

"And done!" Said Durzhel while standing behind his best friend, baskets fully loaded with fruits with a cheesy smile as Durzhel dropped everything onto the ground, making quite the loud sound to get the blue felkin's attention from his work before Durzhel pants when seeing everything he had pick in one fell swoop.

"I do believe I done way more harvest than you are Xanthor." Said Durzhie while sitting onto the sandy ground with pride as Xanthor takes a quick glance upon the blue dragon's work before having a frown on his face.

The crops he picked were exceptional. All the fruits and berries seemed to be picked perfectly for consumption, no bruises or such that's out of place that can be salvaged despite the excessive amount of crops. However, Xanthy would not give such compliments that easily due to how close they were, smirking with an idea as Xanthor proceeds to walks beside Durzhie before the farmer dragon puts his whole basket of crops into Durzhel's load, giving the blue furred furred dragon a bright smile while Durzhie's expression dropped, realizing his error on his statement.

"Well Durzhie... While I may admire your work, you seem to underestimate me!" Cheered Xanthy while pointing at his best friend like he always does while Durzhie rolled his eyes due to Xanthy's antics with a smile on his face.

"Dangit... How do you always get better yields than me?" Durzhel pouted before Xanthy gave a small nuggie onto Durzhel's head with his arms before putting on an overly extravagant cocky dragon pose to humor his friend.

"Because farming is in my blood while yours are nose-diving into books Durzhie. There's nothing you can do but grovel under my superior harvest!" Xanthy's laughter can be heard across the fields as Durzhie smirks with ideas of his own, crouching low while wiggling his but as he then proceeds to tackle onto his friend with such force and impact.

"OOF!" Xanthy said as he struggled to hold Durzhie while on top of him who seems to have pinned his best friend onto the sandy fields that Xanthor worked on. "You... Graff... Nng... You brute! Get off me~!"

The felkin squirmed around the fields, pushing against Durzhel's grasp as the furred dragon only pinned himself more on his best friend, playfully growling as Durzhie let loose the beast within his own personality while Xanthy giggled at his friend's antics. "W-Why you~"

Within their childlike wrestling, Druzhel could feel something was wrong with himself, not noticing that the dragoness earlier that infiltrated in the Seer's home might still have some leftover residue from her brainwashing spell where Durzhel might inhaled upon from the Seer's bedroom with each second, which would later be a problem if not treated right.

Although he only overlooked the strange feeling he felt since he continued to wrestle upon the sandy fields where the crops covered their playful antics.

As they rolled over the sandy ground, Durzhie began to feel strange as he rubbed his body against Xanthor, not like the kind of strange that Xanthy would often tease or say to his friend. It was something different for Durzhie, almost feeling weird with what's going on as he got off from Xanthor due to his strange feeling.

"Woo! Hehe! I guess I beat you this time huh Durzhie? Never doubt a dragon's harvest again buddy." Announced the felkin farmer who somehow managed to be on top of Durzhal, pushing the furred dragon's chest with his paws as Xanthor declared himself the winner of their impromptu wrestling match.

Somewhere, deep inside his mind, a malevolent entity began to whisper such debauched suggestions, making Durzhel self conscious of how he found Xanthor attractive all of a sudden. Durzhel could feel such suggestions slowly clouding his incoherent mind with ideas that might scar his best friend.

'...Do it~' The voice in his head began manipulating his thoughts. '...Seduce him~ You know you wanted him to plow you like a dragoness~ You've wanted him to do that to you for so long~'

It was very tempting for the young dragon to heed the commands of the voices in his head, yet his rational mind persisted, overpowering the weak temptations that threatened his psyche.

"Ummm... Durzhie?" His friend's concerned voice managed to snap Durzhel awake as he finally returned to the waking world. Upon noticing the red face his friend was sporting, the furred dragon was confused as to why Xanthor was blushing like mad when he finally noticed something pleasurable right between his thighs.

Druzhel's dick was fully erect, and was now poking Xanthor's butt hole for quite a while that made Durzhie panic as he pushes the blue felkin off of him, immediately composing himself and covering his red face while having an innocent blush across his cheeks, the kind that's apparent when you were either embarrassed or humiliated from.

Xanthy was confused for a moment when he then heard Durzhel's voice, which seems to be babbling nonsense that even the dragon himself finds it cute that his friend was trying to make some sort of excuse with his odd reaction. "I-I'M SORRY XANTHY I JUST... I DON'T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER ME! (>///~///<). "

Durzhel then covered his face with his paws in an attempt to calm himself down while his dick was fully exposed for his friend to see since Durzhel was sitting on his haunches while covering his face with his paws.

"H-Hey it's ok Durzhie... It was just one of those things you know?" Said the blue felkin, his eyes subtly inspecting the blue dragon's impressive dick that was now beginning to go limp while at the same time, trying to lighten the mood as the Durzhel just let out a soft nod of shame, having an expression that's almost identical to a depressed dog.

"How about this..." The blue felkin turned his head and scanned his surroundings, noticing that no one else was within a couple of yards for him to see. Not even his farming assistant dragon workers were around to spy on their childish actions as the winged dragon seemed to smile brightly from an idea that he just came up with on his own.

Durzhel cocked his head to Xanthy's direction when suddenly the blue felkin got up, grabbed all his basket filled to the brim with harvest and slowly walked up towards a barn nearby.

"Wanna have some drinks in the barn? It'll lighten your mood... Not to mention clear your mind or something after you were embarrassed like that~"

Durzhel's pupils dilate for a moment, not knowing what to say at the offer as Xanthor stood before walking towards a deserted barn, his hips swaying sensually from side to side, giving the blue furred dragon an ample view of his butt.

Durzhie could only watch the blue felkin walk away with a slight blush. For some odd reason, the blue furred dragon wanted to taste Xanthor's ass and his mouth couldn't help but salivate, wanting to bury his muzzle deep into the tight cavern.

"Come on Durzhie. I'm getting thirsty and you know how I am when it comes to booze~" Said the felkin. The tone of his voice was very seductive.

Like a dog being lured by treats, Druzhel followed Xanthor to the barn where fun times await.

As the blue dragon entered the barn, the strong scent of hay and grain wafted from the inside of the dusty wooden structure, a place where most of the crops were stored, processed, and stocked before selling to the market and the rest were sent straight into the village's storage.

Countless tools hang from the ceiling ranging from mundane shovels to sharp hoes. In the far end of the room was a milking machine for creatures that produce milk like dragons and cows with such a device locked up with sophisticated mechanisms to make sure that mischievous dragons wouldn't toy around with the machine as Durzhie scanned his surroundings.

While Druzhel was busy examining the area, Xanthy sat near a corner with a dusty box on his side. Smiling, he pulled out a small cask out from behind the box before giving a smug smile to his blue furred friend.

"Was that always there?" Durzhel asked Xanthor while looking at the box that seems to be filled with alcohol before Xanthy grabs two clay mugs from the box as he slowly poured the contents of the cask into the two containers.

"Yup! A personal secret collection from yours truly." Xanthor laughed maniacally. "Stole it from a snobbish noble that visited the other day. Even I have to admit, their wine is way beyond what we can produce here." Durzhel had a look of shock in his face as Xanthor poured booze from his secret stash for them both, giving the furred dragon some sort of beverage into his hands as it smells oddly pungent as it looks.

"Smells kinda strong, don't you think?" A quick whiff made him reel his back a bit from the potent scent as the blue felkin giggled childishly from Durzhie's response. "This was made from the nobles of the n. What can you expect from it? Watered down booze for beginners?" Xanthor mocks his friend before giving his own drink a slow sip, savoring the wine with his mouth with a gulp before he calmed down himself from such flavor that he takes a quick sigh before Durzhel looks with confusion.

"You stole it? Why?" It's one thing when stealing from the local wine brewery in the village, but from a noble, that was downright insane and extremely risky considering that the nobles always looked down upon the common folk. However, Xanthy just let's lose another laugh after Durzhie reacted with such mannerism as the felkin seems to be casually chugging from the wine filled mug while having a smug smile across his face.

"Psha. Those rich folks have tons more booze than any of us can count. I bet they won't even notice one or two being stolen, per se." Xanthor said a small part of fact to Durzhie as the dragon couldn't help but chuckle along with his friend. "Well, that and the fact that I saw that black dragon mating with the Seer's assistant - That cute wyvern that's in deep debt after borrowing money from one of the noble's closest friends - after paying him a hefty amount of gems."

"...What?" Just by mentioning 'mating' made Durzhie quite aroused, as Xanthor continued to unnecessarily go full on detail with such a subject.

"Uh huh. I hate to admit it, but I am quite impressed with how he handled Vinny. The wyvern seems to love each dirty talk the noble whispered in his ear, and the way he fucked the Vinny? Dang, it made me wet so much I had to jerk off while watching through the keyhole in one of the Seer's private rooms while careful not to spill that bottle of wine that I stole-"

As Xanthor went into full details, Durzhie felt his brain overheating from such subject matter. Just thinking how the noble handled Vinny made his cock go back to full mast, throbbing like mad as Xanthy still seemed oblivious or just plain ignoring the blue dragon's lust that Durzhel shows from his boner.

"-So that's basically how I stole booze from a noble while jerking off to a wyvern getting plowed with such ferocity~" Xanthor raised a claw from the side with a smug before sipping his cup a bit more when noticing Durzhel being awfully quiet, as the blue furred dragon still didn't know what to say from his rather indecent description before the felkin noticed Durzhel's erect dragonhood.

"Looks like someone's excited~" Xanthor lewdly smirked as he noticed Durzhel's erect dick was throbbing, twitching with sexual pleasure that seems to make Durzhel embarrassed when his friend noticed his situation that only got Xanthor chuckling before gulping a swig of wine to his system with ease. "Let me guess, you were imagining Vinny and the noble doing the do as I described earlier right?" Xanthor giggled as Durzhie hides his erect member that throbs in sexual passion. "And you want me to breed you like how the noble breeds Vinny, am I right~?" Xanthor got up to Druzhel's side and lovingly rubbed his face with his paws as he then whispered something to his ears.

"If you want, we can do it right now~ You'll just have to say yes and I can make you feel the same way as how Vinny does~"

"I-I mean... Uhh-" He stammered cutely with a slight blush on his face when his best friend put a claw onto his muzzle, sealing the dragon's mouth before Xanthy simply smiles when he closed in Durzhal's face and gave him a sweet passionate kiss that would soon turn into hunger and lust. Xanthy quickly dominated Durzhie with such a kiss as the dragon closed his eyes, the blue felkin running his paws around Druzhel's back and pushing him closer for Xanthor to continue his sloppy yet hot make-out session.

'What the? Uuuuh... Wha...' It was beyond Durzhel's imagination when all of this started, his heart beating more loudly as blood went towards his blue member before slowly engulfing in mind numbing pleasure when the blue furred dragon continued making out with Xanthor for quite some time until the felkin finally parted their embrace. Durzhel pants with his best friend as Xanthor giggles teasingly with such a perverted smile with a twinkle in his eye when looking at Durzhal with a sexual craze.

"Hehehe~ So Druzie~ Are you ready for more~? Just say yes and you'll never feel ashamed of sex~" Said the dragon farmer when the blue furred dragon gave him a smile and nods, panting needily upon Xanthy with such love and sexual passion that the felkin couldn't bear to hold back any longer.

Pouncing on his best friend, Xanthor growls as he bit Durzhel's neck, lost in the emotions of sexual lust as Xanthy mounts himself onto Durzhel, both dragon's dicks touched one another for their lustful dance, the felkin farmer's paws exploring Durzhie's upper body in sexual glee with a smile as Druzhel panted from Xanthor who bites his neck.

With sexual fervor that's equivalent to a beast, Xanthy slowly grinded his body on top of Durzhie, rubbing himself along with his best friend, creating the beginnings of friction when their members collides, letting out such sexual lewd sounds out from their mouths from such sweet ecstasy.

Slow and steady movements the felkin did with Durzhel. Pushing against one another in sexual glee that escalates into lust, Xanthor makes out again with Durzhie with a deep, passionate kiss, tongues already darting out like salivating snakes, entangled within their sloppy yet sex filled make out session as both dragons continued to grind, moaning into each others mouths.

The barn was slowly filled with their sinful moans, Druzhel being more lewd than how Xanthy ever moaned out such ecstasy. Eventually, the two couldn't take it anymore as Durzhel opened his eyes, now pink instead of their original color as he looked at Xanthor with need.

"Breed me."

It was such a simple command that the furred dragon said to his best friend, but that alone made Xanthy felt horny just from Durzhie's single simple sentence with his arousing, needy dragon's tone that it made him salivate for more while giving a hungry yet sexual growl that had lust beyond the young felkin's own sanity when seeing his best friend lewd and needy expression as the blue furred dragon grabbed Xanthor's cheeks and made both dragon's eyes connect in lust and sexual hunger.

"Oh I will~"

Eventually, the Xanthor began turning Durzhel with his front belly now facing the dirt as the felkin mounted him, hovering his member directly behind the furred dragon's rear which began to make Durzhel blush, whimpering cutely with such need that slowly engulfed his sense of mind as Durzhel spread his legs, giving entry to the felkin's abnormally large horse-like cock that almost that's almost the same length as Durzhel's forearm.

With such carnal vigor, Xanthor thrusts inside of his best friend with such force and with little warning, his dick penetrating Durzhel's tail hole with a wet pop as his blue furred friend lets out a loud moan, crying out to the skies when the felkin managed to fit his whole dragon member into Durzhie's rear end with the blue furred dragon drooling out his mouth from such ecstasy as Xanthor continues to ram his dick inside and out.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yeeeeeees!" Durzhie cried out, begging and screaming in need with each thrust Xanthor does to his ass, his mind now clouded by the furred dragon's aftereffects that he caught when spying on the seer and the dragoness fucking secretly.

"Oh yes~ Say my name~" The felkin growls, ramming his member deeper inside Durzhie's butt. "Beg for my dick! Scream for it and maybe I'll fuck you harder!"

"Oh yes~ Fuck me harder Xanthy! Plow me! Make my ass your personal cum dump! I need it!" Durzhel whimpers cutely and needily, his ass now getting wet and slippery from the amount of precum the felkin spews with his dick each time he thrusted inside him.

His girthy pole inside Durzhie continued to flick each correct nerve that struck pleasure to unreachable extremes, the blue furred dragon moaning each second the felkin plows his dick inside Durzhal's tail hole like a piston as both friends never cared about anything but satisfying each other's urges. They saw this sex as the entire world, and nothing between them will come between their carnal passion for sexual gratification.

Each pounding that the felkin dragon gave was satisfying Durzhie's butt, with Xanthor drooling out some spit onto Druzhie's fur and wings as the felkin gets hornier from such ecstasy he gives with each second.

Flesh upon flesh, lewd moans accompanied with lustful grunts, they do their sinful mating session within the barn, Durzhie screaming for Xanthor as it echoed in such way it sounds like someone was moaning loudly to the heavens that no dragon would dare go into the village and save Durzhel from Xanthor's lewd sexual drive that plows the furred dragon like a cumdump.

After what seemed to be quite a couple of hours, the sun began to set as Duzrhel's rite of passage would soon come. Xanthy took one final thrust inside Druzhie with such force, knotting his ass while sending Durzhie's head plowing unto the sandy floor with a scream that signifies an orgasm soaking onto the barn's sandy ground that mixed with Druzhie's cum that dripped from his dick into the sand below, at the same time Xanthor releases such amounts of dragon cum inside Durzhie's butt that made his belly swell.

As the felkin empties his nuts inside Durzhel for what felt like hours with no stops, Xanthor pants heavily as the blue furred dragon squints up and faces his friend, panting as both dragon's meet each other with a smile.

With the felkin's knot tying them together, it will take a long while for it to deflate, making Durzhel moan with such passion with Xanthor's knot inside his ass that spews more of the felkin's dragon milk before both friends give each other a content sigh.

Their bodies interlocked together in sexual glee while connected. Mouths panting, dicks pulsating, butt clenching. They interlocked in sin, lost into their lust filled sexual dance as both felkin and dragon just want to revel at the afterglow of probably one of their first, best intercourse they ever had.

But Xanthor was not done with him.

With a powerful tug, the felkin popped his knot free off the dragon's tail hole, intent on knot fucking him once more before Druzhie can rest and the two can finish up their day at work before he can journey off in his rite of passage.

Panting, Durzhie couldn't do anything when his friend broke him out off their sweet embrace, his mind numb and begging for Xanthy to get off as Druzhie just lies there, leaking dragon cum out of his hole before Xanthor shoved his girthy, knotted cock all the way again, making the dragon scream.

Xanthor grunts on top Durzhie as the felkin knot fucks the dragon into oblivion, ramming inside Durzhie's sensitive tail hole with an erect, knotted member, slapping sounds of fur upon fur continued to echo within the barn that accompanied by such lewd sounds out from Druzhie who screams in need when his best friend continued knot fucking him with so much sexual vigor that it would make most dragoness's envious of such pleasured pain.

Time stopped, it almost felt like the world didn't exist between the two dragons who indulged into their carnal need, Xanthor pounding against Durzhel, giving him sweet whispers of luscious promises before Durzhel couldn't handle his friend's knot that continues to ram inside his draconic butthole like crazy as Durzhie moaned out Xanthor name for such pleasure and need like he always wished deep inside his heart.

After their third mating session within the barn, the two friend's lust got worse as Durzhie felt numb. He lost count of how many times the two french kissed, tongue locking into a steamy session as their sex went deeper the more times Xanthy continued knot fucking Druzhie like a dragoness, plowing the furred dragon's rear hole until such tight confines and Durzhie's hot insides managed to coax out such strong climaxes that would make a dragon pass out with such satisfaction.

"G-GRAAAAH!" Screamed Durzhel as Xanthor bit his neck once more. The felkin deposited another batch of sticky white seed inside the dragon's gullet. By now, Xanthor's release had splayed Durzhel's formerly fit body into that of a womanly swollen mass, bulging with seed. Durzhel felt so bloated, it felt as if he'd carry a dragon hatchling into his gut if not treated in the medical chambers back into the village.

"Ahh~ You're a good fuck, you know that~?" Xanthor gave another teasing smile when Durzhel smiled cutely back to the felkin dragon's remarks before the felkin's knot deflated within Druzhie, pulling out as they both came with such final force, splattering the sand covered ground with sexual juices. Durzhie stood back to his haunches with a small yet loving grin, looking cute with his lewd cum stained appearance.

"Same to you... So..." Durzhel pants for a moment when his body almost started to show signs that something was amiss before the blue furred dragons managed to contain his arousal. "Urk... I think I need to walk this off... and clean all this cum that... covering me..."

Durzhie takes a paw and smears off his body cum filled face before licking himself, his tongue absorbing such sticky dragon fluids that clung on to his feathers as Xanthor notices such an act while in the corner of his eyes and gives out another smile.

"Hmm~ How about you clean my cock up as well, huh~?" Suggested Xanthor who lies comfortably on a stack of hay on the ground with a sexual smirk as Durzhie pants after cleaning off one side of his cheek before the dragon noticed his friend with a cock still covered in dragon cum while resting on top some hay like an old man before nodding in glee at such proposition when seeing the felkin's erection.

Lowering himself towards Xanthy's member, Druzhie happily whips his long tongue as drool begins to come out of his mouth, hungrily eying such a lewd organ that oozed so much cum.

Making himself comfortable in a loafing position in front of Xanthor's giant horse-like cock, Durzhie happily gobbled the whole thing into his mouth, devouring such shaft that pulsated like a beating drum while simultaneously releasing such wonderful semen, clapping sounds of the furred dragon licking and slurping onto Xanthor's dick was accompanied by the felkin's lovely moans.

With each lick, slurp, and sucking motion that Druzhel do on Xanthor's shaft like crazy with his long draconic tongue that whips and wraps around such length like a snake, such sensation was euphoric enough to make Xanthy moan lustfully just by how good it felt.

Eventually, the furred dragon's tongue began to go lower down Xanthor's horse-sized cock, now licking the underside of the dragon's length, savoring the sweet, tasty balls that housed that much cum as it churned just by Durzhel's tongue dancing around the spherical sack.

With each lick, the felkin continued to moan, feeling his cock pulse from the dragon's expert tongue and mouth work as Xanthor growls a bit in bliss. Such sexual ecstasy was a drug to Durzhie, who craved and loved the taste of his best friend's member, making sure his tongue lathers the length in such saliva and cleaning every speck of smelly cum that was present as Xanthy continued to enjoy the blue dragon's expert cock worshiping.

After what seemed to be a minute of such lewd cock worshiping, Xanthor couldn't handle the sexual pleasure anymore. With a gurgle of renewed lust, the felkin grabbed Durzhel's horns and proceeded to face fuck the poor dragon.

The furred dragon choked on such meat stick that's buried into his maw, such large organ now hits the back of Durzhel's throat as the blue felkin plows his throbbing dick with such sexual hunger, releasing such cum that gushed out onto Durzhie's tight passage.

Swallowing everything proved to be very challenging as the amount of semen that came out off Xanthy's dick would surely drown Durzhel. However, the blue furred dragon found such oral sex amazing enough that Durzhie practically did not care whether being choked to death or suffocated. Fortunately for him, some of it spilled at the side of his maw which formed a giant puddle of cum under them as Xanthor continued to hump his friends maw as if it was some sort of fleshlight.

Eventually, the orgasm's excitement began to wane as Xanthro pulled back his member from Durzhie's tight jaw, releasing more sticky dragon milk from the tip before it then lands upon Durzhal's face, painting him with felkin spunk as the blue dragon panted from the exhausting blowjob.

"B-Blegh! Ahh... Urk, t-that was... wow." Durzhel sat back on his haunches, looking at Xanthor's retreating dick that was now clean and shiny when compared earlier that was covered with dragon semen.

"Hehe~ You are such a naughty dragon~" Xanthor stepped forward and gave Durzhel a wet sloppy kiss, surprising the blue dragon for a moment before giving in to his friend's passionate tongue fighting.

After that kiss, the two dragons broke off, helping each other clean up as they walked outside the barn door, hoping to arrive at the gates where they will see each other off.

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To be continued~