Zak's Switcheroo
Warning: Adult Content.
Zak's Switcheroo 06/23/2004
By: Killenor
A green streak split the sky of Dragonland. Traveling with a speed heretofore unmatched, Zak searched with squinting eyes. He sought the answers to the latest predicament. He needed his sister, he needed to find this 'Switcheroo' creature, and he needed a way to capture it. He was sure that Wheezie was in trouble, she always was in one way or the other.
He paused as he caught a glimpse of red through the trees below. Zak flared his wings and swooped back towards whatever it was. He glided down, careful to avoid branches. He landed and began looking for whatever he saw. As he rounded a patch of bushes he caught a glimpse of metal. He called out.
"Zak? Is that you?" said a voice from the bushes.
Zak turned to regard the voice. It was Lorca, a friend of his and a fellow student at the School in the Sky.
"Oops, sorry ma'am, you reminded me of my friend," Lorca said neutrally.
"Lorca it's me!" Zak said in his now feminized voice. All of a sudden his memories of the past few hours flooded over him. In his rush he had forgotten that he was now in a female version of his body. "I-I got Switcheroo'ed." (s)he stuttered.
"It seems so," said Lorca as he wheeled himself out to the open, "how did this happen?"
Zak spent the next few minutes explaining to Lorca all (s)he knew about what had happened. Lorca, for his part, took it rather well, he had come to expect wild sorts of adventures from Zak, Wheezie, Ord and Cassie... it just happened. But when Zak came to the Switcheroo powers, something in his mind began to churn. Suddenly he could not hold back his eagerness to help find the creature. He practically burst when Zak asked him to help in the search.
The two set off from the forest, taking the most expeditious route possible with Lorca's wheelchair. Zak took the lead, doing the best (s)he could to clear a pathway, and inadvertently giving Lorca quite a view of his now feminine behind. Lorca shifted in his seat and tried to maintain composure. He was quite embarrassed over his arousal toward Zak's new body. Somehow it felt wrong to be longing for a friend he had figured to be the male.
They made good time once they got out into an open meadow. Zak looked around for any signs of Wheezie or the Switcheroo, flying overhead to get a better vantage-point. He noticed that there was a path of oddity heading towards a nearby river. There was a tiny patch of forest between the river and their current position and thus Zak had a hard time seeing where the path led. Certainly the Switcheroo had been around. Zak caught sight of the path again, it curved back around and past the river and out over a hill.
Lorca waited as Zak flew overhead. He kept trying to drive away the fantasies that swam before his eyes. He cupped his hands over his eyes and tried to drown out the illicit thoughts. Just then he heard the thump of Zak landing behind him.
"Well I found a trail," Zak said motioning toward the trees, "It goes through this small patch of forest and over a hill."
Lorca looked out to where Zak pointed. He knew what was beyond those trees, the river, the hill, and... "Zak, isn't that the hill our parents told us never to go over? We don't even know what's over there!" Lorca said suddenly.
"Well, yeah, but that was when we were kids. Besides I'm not gonna let some critters or weirdness scare me off. I have to find Wheezie and that Switcheroo. After today no crazy happening can compare!" Zak said, working himself up with determination.
Lorca shrugged his shoulders. There was no point in arguing. He wheeled himself around and headed for the border of the trees. Zak took the silent agreement and walked alongside Lorca. They passed through the woods and crossed the river, following alongside the trail of purple and blue trees, chirping grass, and mixed up animals that betrayed the passing of the Switcheroo. They headed up the hill, obviously nervous because of the mystery of what was beyond. Zak was determined as ever, and half-skipped ahead of Lorca. (S)he crested the hill and peered out over the landscape.
Lorca joined Zak at the hilltop. It was an amazing sight beyond it. a bright field of green and pink, brilliantly colored flowers, graceful trees and a gentle spicy musk in the air. The two stood, wondering why their parents had never wanted them to come there. It was a marvelous place. As their gaze roved the curving landscape they spotted a rainbow glimmer in the distance. Immediately they saw the path the Switcheroo had carved in the serene landscape, the land of beauty was altered into a foreboding, dull gray place where everything seemed to be trying to hide itself. The creature itself was obviously in sight. It ran around and around seemingly undoing what it had done and changing it back again.
"I guess it can't make up it's mind how it wants things." Lorca said brightly.
"Well knowing that thing it won't stay like that for long. I say we catch it before it forgets to be confused" Zak said with a tone of hope.
Zak charged down the slope and Lorca eagerly followed him. Zak ran through the soft lush grasses while Lorca made tracks with his wheelchair. (S)he started running full speed, making a race of it, but after just a short while of running Zak felt woozy. (S)he saw a large flower in her way just before (s)he stepped on it. With a small puff of spores, Zak's head swam and the ground seemed to rush up to meet him.
Lorca loved racing and soon he noticed that he had passed Zak. He made it all the way down the hill in no time. Lorca grabbed one wheel and pivoted the chair so it swung him around. He pumped his fist at Zak and shouted triumphantly. It was only then that he noticed Zak lying on the side of the hill. Adrenaline surged through him at the though of his friend in trouble. Within a few seconds he had raced all the way back to Zak. He was panting had as he came to his friend's side. Zak appeared to be clutching at her stomach. Lorca threw himself out of the chair and turned Zak over.
Lorca was quite shocked to see that Zak was not clutching her stomach, but was instead playing with herself quite vigorously. "Zak! What are you doing! Have you lost your mind!" He shouted, unable to tear his gaze away. Zak seemed to notice Lorca just then. (S)he reached for him with one glistening hand and grabbed at his crotch. Lorca gasped as Zak's hand made contact with the flesh on his belly, but as the hand roved lower he could feel less and less. "Um... Zak?" He said with a sigh, "It doesn't work, I can't feel anything below my waist."
Zak looked at him with clouded, pleading eyes. "Please, Lorca? I need it! I-I don't know what happened! I need you!"
Lorca scooted over towards his obviously drugged friend. As he propped himself up to look her over he noticed a clump of crushed red petals sticking to Zak's foot. His memories flashed back to days in Quetzal's libraries, looking through books he shouldn't have read, reading about... "Aphrodaisies..." He said suddenly. He glanced down at Zak who was trying vainly to arouse him. "And the only way to fix it is through orgasm...."
He laid himself back down beside Zak, deciding that this couldn't be the worst way to help a friend. He let Zak continue trying to get his member hard and positioned himself to please her newfound feminine treasures. He gazed at the well-formed lips, the smooth curves, and the soft flesh of his friend. He trembled at the thought of actually playing with them. Steeling his resolve he leaned forward and tentatively took a taste of the tantalizing twat that lay before him. He didn't know what to expect but he found it quite delightful, Zak tasted so fresh compared to every other girl he'd ever been with. He licked again, slowly this time, attempting to provoke as much as he could from each pass. He soon found himself addicted to this clean taste and pressed on faster and more firmly, wishing to get more. He barely noticed how Zak squirmed at his oral manipulations. He eagerly inserted a claw into the velvety hole of Zak's pussy and continued to lick, using his talented tongue on every bit that his claw did not touch. He began to take pace, pulling his claw in and out in time to the circles and flicks he gave to Zak's clitoris.
As for Zak, ecstasy built like a river ready to burst with a flood. Her clouded mind could only think of sex. (S)he wanted it, needed it. but the pleasure that coursed through, it seemed to pour through the clouds. Something tried to peak through, but the need coupled with the shear joy and feeling pushed any other thoughts aside. Zak could only feel Lorca. The stimulation inside and out... damn he was good. And just as suddenly as the thought had formed, Zak reached the peak. The orgasm finally hit. It seemed to wash away the clouds, leaving Zak's mind perfectly straight, perfectly aware, and extremely satisfied.
Lorca felt the contractions of Zak's vaginal walls. He knew what had happened, the orgasm had hit. Zak stretched out and let out a long slow sign of relief. Lorca slowly removed his now soaked hand from Zak's crotch and elbow crawled over to face his friend.
"Mmmm, Lorca where did you learn to do that?" Zak said dreamily causing Lorca to blush heavily.
"Well... I've been around the block a few times." Lorca said neutrally.
"Oh?" Zak asked inquisitively, "Who?"
"Um... well, Priscilla, and this one female named Galina." He said sheepishly, "I just wish I could have gone all the way... just once y'know. But I'm just dead weight in that department."
Lorca noticed just then that Zak wasn't looking at him, but rather behind him. Lorca turned to see the multi-colored form of the Switcheroo sitting in his chair, staring at him. He had barely enough time to gasp in surprise when the Switcheroo pounced. He jerked to one side just as the creature hit him dead on in the small of his back. The impact sent him rolling down the hill in a puff of colored smoke and rainbow sparkles. Zak lunged at the creature but it took off like a shot down the hill.
Lorca finally came to a stop, he grabbed at his injured knees and groan because of his aching hips. It took him only a second to realize what had happened. His legs hurt... they had never hurt before. He had instinctually bent them up to cradle them... he'd never been able to move them. Zak scooted down the hill and found Lorca both laughing and crying at the same time. (S)he held Lorca and calmed him down. Suddenly He pushed away. He bent himself and tried to stand. Zak aided his efforts and in a few seconds, Lorca was perched on shaky legs.
"I can walk!" He shouted gleefully, "Can you believe it Zak? I can WALK, I can FEEL!"
He took a step away from Zak, a huge smile plastered upon his face. He wobbled a bit but held his ground. He started walking after the Switcheroo, gaining confidence with each step, until suddenly he bent his knees, pushed off the ground, and flew through the air! Zak needed no prompting and immediately took off after Lorca. They both flew swiftly after the Switcheroo.
Suddenly they saw signs that the creature was near. It stood on a rock watching a mating pair of dragon-frogs inquisitively. The pair swooped down as quickly as possible to attempt to take the voyeuristic critter by surprise. At the very last second the Switcheroo whipped around and leapt for the dragons!
Zak and Lorca broke off their dive and peeled back to avoid the pouncing Switcheroo. After several more attempts Zak couldn't control her annoyance. (S)he shouted angrily "Why can't we catch you, you STUPID SWITCHEROO!!!"
At that moment, the Switcheroo stopped, cocked it's head to the side, and was engulfed in it's own sparkling cloud. Zak and Lorca landed beside the cloud and made ready to grab the beast as soon at it emerged. Suddenly the cloud lifted, and there was the Switcheroo, standing on it's hind legs, it's eyes shining with intelligence, it's paws rubbing it's chin in a thoughtful sort of way.
"Oh come now you two," the Switcheroo said. "There was always a chance you could capture me. You simply didn't provide the proper incentives to be caught. Now if you'll excuse me I must be off." And with a flash the Switcheroo took of again but not nearly so quickly as before.
Zak and Lorca stood dumbfounded. The creature had never spoken to them before, and now it had just chastised them for not catching it! They shook themselves back into reality and began to chase after it once again. It took little time to find it, for it stood before a large tree, making small changes, almost as an artist would. Switcheroo paid them no notice until they decided to try and sneak up on it. It turned to regard them.
"Do you two feel attracted to one another physically?" Switcheroo questioned suddenly "Why aren't you together? You did so well on the hill."
"We don't want sex right now Switcheroo," Zak said firmly, "We just want you back under control so we can set everything right"
"Oh, I don't think so Zak. In fact I have thought about a lot since you provoked me into becoming a genius. Honestly I have always enjoyed pondering the coupling of individuals. So... I'll make you want sex! And I'll change whatever I want to, just the way I want it! No one can stop me, and if they could, I'd change that to!" Switcheroo jumped back and drew a line on the ground with his tail. Zak and Lorca leapt at Switcheroo, but jumped right into the patch of aphrodaisies that had sprung from where Switcheroo touched the ground. Instantly the cloud of spores engulfed them. Before they even knew where they were they were fondling each other.
They left no orifice unattended. Lorca rolled over onto Zak and kissed deeply her soft green lips. (S)he reached around and played with his tight buttocks and ground her mons into his groin. He cupped her breasts in his hands and rolled the nipples with his thumbs. (S)he reached a hand down to fondle his now erect and fully sensitive penis. He groaned with delight of the new and powerful sensations coming from his nethers and reached down to respond in kind and bent his neck to take over for his hand on Zak's breast. The two played and moved until their individual parts were before the very eyes of the other. Zak happily angled her head to take in Lorca's sizeable member while Lorca proceeded to veritably devour Zak's tasty fresh cunny. They continued for several minutes, building to a climax that left their minds in near shock. They collapsed in a panting heap. They looked to the Switcheroo, who stood over them applauding and laughing.
"Bravo you two, that was excellent. Although somehow you seem to think it should be over now, now that I have my way it won't ever end!" Switcheroo said and simply touched the two exhausted dragons on the forehead. Instantly the two were so horny they practically leap onto each other. Lorca and Zak locked lips and hips in a seamless, fluid motion. One movement had impaled Zak's slick love-tunnel upon Lorca's slippery shaft. Without a second thought they were rutting, rolling over and over each other, intent only on getting as deep a feeling as they could. One moment Zak was on top bouncing away and the next Lorca had her one her back and was driving into her like a piston. Their breath came out in short gasps and sweat glistened off their scales. They grasped tightly at each other as they moved unabated in their lust. Each thrust seemed a drop in a bucket of pleasure, and soon enough, the bucket overflowed. Lorca pulled Zak tightly to him and Zak wrapped her legs around him. They both came hard, holding on to each other as if they might be blown away by the sudden waves of pleasure.
Just as they regained their sense of awareness they saw the Switcheroo glaring at them lustily. They moved to separate but the Switcheroo moved determinedly toward them. And then, all of a sudden... SNAP! The Switcheroo jumped back and cowered as the lash of a whip cut across it's backside. The pair glanced up to see Wheezie and Cassie dive in, whips lashing left and right. Wheezie landed before the Switcheroo, and Cassie landed behind it.
Lorca and Zak gaped when they realized what the newly arrived pair were wearing. Cassie had on a very revealing leather dominatrix outfit, complete with mask. She brandished a sturdy leather whip, drawing it across her body in a tantalizing serpentine arc. Wheezie was dressed in a leather and latex harness with shiny straps and buckles. Being male now, Wheezie made sure that his male pride was standing at attention. The two made quite a shocking sight for Zak and Lorca.
Cassie gracefully transcribed an arc through the air to snap over Switcheroo's head. Switcheroo whimpered and groveled as Wheezie walked up and slapped in across the face. As it brought it's hands to cradle it's cheek, Cassie moved up to grab it's hands and tie them with a thin bit of rope. With that Wheezie placed the collar upon it's neck and fixed a leash to it.
The Switcheroo looked truly piteous now, on it's knees, hands tied, and on a leash. It looked up at Wheezie with it's shining eyes, "What can I do for you master?"
"We're going back to Quetzal right now," Cassie said, "For all the trouble you caused, we're going to make sure you are properly punished."
Switcheroo hung it's head and followed Cassie as she pulled it along. Zak, Wheezie, and Lorca followed close behind. They shared whispered conversation and filled each other in on what had happened. By the time they had reached the School in the Sky, it was nearly dark but never-the-less Quetzal was waiting for them. He held out his claw without a word, and took the leash from Cassie. Cassie and Wheezie immediately began removing the articles of clothing they wore as Lorca and Zak exchanged whispered conversation. Ord walked into the room and stood by his friends. Quetzal looked around at his former students and finally said, "I thank you for returning this to me. Now we must set everything right. That means undoing everything that this creature has done." He looked at Lorca, "Everything."
"I understand," said Lorca, "I sure do wish I could remember it though."
"You won't forget. None of you will. Your memories were made by you, not this thing." Quetzal said calmly. He turned to the Switcheroo and glared hard. "Now you do know that you exist." He said plainly. Suddenly the Switcheroo simply winked out of existence.
* * *
The five young dragons stared at Quetzal. They all gaped at the fact that the only thing that could set all the chaos back in order had just blinked out of existence. They were perplexed by the wide grin upon Quetzal's face. They all struggled for words but it was Quetzal who spoke first.
"You see, it's all fixed" He said in an amused voice. Each dragon immediately looked themselves over. Wheezie was female, Zak was male, Cassie was small and Ord was tall. Lorca sat once again in his wheelchair, though how it ended up all the way back here he had no idea. The dragons at once began blurting out excited remarks and joyous cries, all except Lorca that is. Lorca was in no mood to be jolly. He rolled over to Quetzal and watched his friends be happy. Suddenly a thought occurred to him. He turned to Quetzal and asked simply "How did you ever get that thing?"
Quetzal smiled, "Actually I got it a long time ago believe it or not, I got it from a female who lived over the very hill you caught it on." He then looked up at the other dragons. "Zak, Wheezie," He said, "I sure hope you don't think the lessons are over"
Zak and Wheezie exchanged almost worried glances at which Quetzal only grinned.
End of story 4. This story will continue with "Quetzal's Third" Keep an eye out for it!
All characters portrayed herein are assumed to have reached consensual age according to Dragonland Law 41a-0182- Subsection F. No Dragons were actually harmed in the production of this story, unless they wanted to be.