Miracles can happen
"Miracles can happen"
Forenote: The following story is a creation of fiction, and includes homosexual situations, as well as a good deal of love between two males. If you are offended by this, or underage for your territory, STOP; no one's putting a gun to your head, so don't read this if you don't want to! All characters herein are (c) copyright to John Tursiops Calafin, comments, suggestions, and constructive critiques are welcome. FLames will be used to barbecue you with lemon sauce(I love citrus).
OKay, now that THAT's over, sit back, relax, and enjoy the story:)
John smiled as he heard a knock on the door, and glanced at the clock.
" 5:30 on the dot, perfect" he thought as he got up and went to the door, arosing the attention of his mate behind him, looking up at him "who is it, ashky?" John smiled back at his lifemate, lying on the couch; at a very handsome 41 yet looking 33, his mate's blue eyes looked up at him, a brown moustache and goatee framing the tanned face of his lover and fianc`e for almost 4 years. "A surprise for you, handsome man, for your birthday" and he kept walking towards the door, following him a laugh and a "but that's not for another week!"
John chuckled back at him and opened the door after looking through the peephole, confirming it was indeed his intended guests "never too early to celebrate, lover" and he stepped to one side as their friends and fellow fur-lovers Chuck and Matt came in, carrying with them a large box and something in a plastic grocery bag, both well concealed.
He chuckled as he saw his beloved Nak get up and greet their guests, giving each a hug and a warm welcome, surprise evidenced on his face "what are you two doing here? John, is this what you've been doing while I've been at work?" A nod from John made Nak grin wider as he offered Chuck and Matt a seat, then eyed the boxes "no, you need to go in the bedroom.. this is a surprise for us to unpack and THEN show you"
Dennis nodded and gave John a warm Head scritch, laughing "okay Ashky, I know no matter what you got me, I'll love it, because it's from you" and he walked into the halway adjoining the living room to the bedroom in their one bed apartment, a soft *click* announcing the closing of the bedroom, and John smiled as he looked between Chuck and Matt "It's all finished, the head's complete?" and began opening the box after seeing both their affirming nods, and a smile seem to spread his face as he finished opening the cardboard box and withdrew the contents.
Both Chuck and Matt smiled as they once again saw the result of over a months near constant work, and John couldn't restrain a whistle of agreement as he held forth a fursuit, shaped to him exactly, and he began to put it on after removing all of his clothes save his underwear and a pair of shorts for modestys sake.
First to go on was a perfect pair of leggings, made of form-fitting wetsuit fabric, both emerald and fitting him exactly, the joints looking real on his knees and waist, the result of weeks of sleepless nights and painstaking effort, claws shaped as a birds without the hindclaw, forming an effecient foot as he finished putting them on, a sky blue underside going from his groin and the inside of his thights to the waistband, an interesting looking port on his backside, a small formed hole in the back making it obvious the suit was intended for more than simple wear, as did a large sheath heald to the front which he carefully slipped his own member into, already excited.
Next came the shirt, the exact same emerald, the color of bahamas seawater, the blue underbelly going up the shirt to the neck, muscles on it John only wished he had as he slipped it on and had to have Chuck and Matt help with, the fabric conforming perfectly to him, the same joints making his elbows and shoulders look as real as possible, a pair of gloves on the ends of the long sleeves covering his hands with the same colors as his body, claws fitting over his perfectly and the seam invisibly meshing with the sleeves, even the knuckles evident beneath the form fitting fabric, a pair of long ports running on either side of his back, and he smiled and flexed his knees and shoulders and elbows, feeling the joints move "they move perfectly guys, it's hard to tell where I stop and it starts"
Both of his friends nodded, and they began the delicate process of attaching the tail and wings, all of them built with the best materials they could get, the inside of the wings almost shining as with nearly silent *click*s they attached to his backside and the groove ports on his back, and he took another careful, experimental set of steps, feeling the added weight move him as the wings went back and forth and the spring and anchor system they'd made in the tail moved it side to side, balancing him and the eadded weight of the wings.
"Balance is great guys, I'm glad we worked out that tail problem" and he stood up, smiling at them. The fursuit was complete save for one finishing detail, one John had worked on for weeks even before the costume had started. Slowly, almost reverently, he brought out the helm from it's hiding spot in the closet where Dennis never looked, and put it on, carefully fitting it over his head, the cloth at the bottom of the helmet tucked into the fabric of the shirt, erasing any visible seam as it seated itself atop his head. Smiling, he checked the jaw and eye motion, and found they worked just right, his chin connected to a metal rod that opened and lowered the jaw, his eyes in the hems eye sockets, and he turned to Chuck and Matt and grinned, posing before them "how do I look?"
Both Matt and Chuck applauded as they saw him finish the donning, and before them stood an emerald sea-green and sky-blue bellied male dragon, complete with tail and wings, mouth open as if in an aggressive threat warning, eyes focused on them. John grinned, and felt the jaws closw partially over the teeth in the jaw, making the face of the dragon seem to grin, entertaining both of his friends who had helped him make this costume a reality. Both smiled and admired their hard work, and Chuck blurted out "Come on, do some more!" and both Laugh as they saw John roll his eyes up in his head and begin slumping to the floor, as though fainting from some unknown calamity. It took almost 10 seconds of him lying still on the ground before they realized something was wrong.
It took several more minutes of grunting and heavy lifting before John was seated on the couch, neither of them noticing that the tail of the fursuit moved out of the way as they sat him down.. a tail he couldn't move when he was awake, and certainly not when he was unconscious. Both sat worried, and then Matt got up and quickly grabbed a glass of cold water, risking spilling some on the costumes face and then pouring some down the mouth, hoping to wake up John, not sure where the seams were as they'd hidden them so well.
John gave a soft groan as he felt water splash on his eyes and face, and blinked as some more went down his throat, sending a cold chill through him, and he sputtered and coughed as some went down the wrong pipe, and he took a deep breath, feeling it go through the mouth of the head and into his lungs. "Uh, guys.. what happened?" Both Chuck and Matt looked at each other "that's what we wanted to ask you.. your eyes rolled back in your head and you just collapsed." John shook his head, feeling the helmet fit to his features and make it look perfectly as though the dragon he was inside was shaking his head as well "I.. dunno. I got Dizzy all of a sudden, felt my whole like it heated up inside an oven, then I fainted.. but I feel fine now, I guess looking through the eyes just made me goof up somehow"
John got up, groaning and stretching himself out, and with a bit of a start, he realized at the end of the stretch he was purring deeply, their Cat Phaedra staring at him and suddenly bolting into the hallway, running as though he'd seen a monster. "what the..." he thought, looking down at himself, and then he sharply intook his breath as he looked at his front. Between his legs was what could only be called a ballsac, but it was massive, looking like it held a pair of plums.. and he knew they'd agreed not to mount a ballsac on the suit, thinking it would strain the fabric and bang against his legs all the time. "Uh, guys.. did you add this?" and he turned around, pointing at his groin, wondering why his voice sounded so deep.
He couldn't help but blink as both of them stared at his tremendous sac, and he had to ask them again "did you two add this?" and they both looked up, as though coming out of a trance "No, I didn't, did you?" "No way, I wouldn't add something THAT big to the costume!" and they both looked up at him as John hurmed and reached down "strange.." and they both nodded "at least the voice deepener is woreking "to his nod, and reached down, softly cupping the sac, giving it a gentle squeeze.. and immediately groaned out loud in pleasure as ecstasy much stronger then he'd ever felt before shot up his spine and burned into his loins, stronger even than when Nak licked at him there, drawing a deep groaning, pleasure filled rumble from his throat.. and he realized what had happened, and that he had to get Chuck and Matt out of the house as soon as he could.
"well, I don't know who added it, but whoever it was but a pressure switch and a vibrater in there" he lied, looking at them through the helms eyes, no, he realized now, HIS eyes "this is great, if you guys don't mind, eh.. I think I'd like to try out _all_ of the functions with Dennis.. maybe you could go see a movie? I've got free passes" and he handed them two tickets from his work as he carefully got them to leave, feeling his lust rising quickly, until by the time he got them out the door he almost pounced Chuck as he left from seeing his butt in the jeans he wore.
As soon as they had left, he sat in the chair and breathed in and out, doing his best to gain control of himself. "I'm.. a dragon.." he thought, looking down at the costume. It had taken a lot of finagaling to get the theater to pay him enough money to make the costume right, but he'd done it, to be a 'promo' for the movie, his only addendum being he got to keep it afterward. Now, he was what he'd wanted to be, dreamed of being for a very long time. Slowly, he brought his tail up, examining the tip and stroking it softly, feeling the scales covering it, covering his hand, covering EVERYWHERE as he examined himself, stroking his tail up it's length to where it joined his butt, feeling his wings spread out to not get bent in the easychairs back.
Next, he reached down and felt his chest, the muscles he'd dreamed of having turned from foam rubber and plastic to real flesh and sinew, strong and supple, every muscle group in his body seeming to almost sing in strength and fitness, looking now like an olympic gymnast mixed with a body builder, all of them concealed under overlapping scales the same sky blue and sea-green emerald as the suit.
Finally, with a grin on his face, he reached down and cupped his ballsac again, and felt the pleasure shoot up his spine again, a deep, rumbling purr escaping from him again as he heard the cat mrrrow and scratch at the bedroom door to be let in, acting as frightened as a newborn Kitten. John chuckled softly as he heard the cats entreaties and an upset Dennis let him in, shutting the door behind him "no wonder phaedra was scared" he thought, and slid his paw up, a deeper rumble of pleasure escaping him unconsciously as he began to feel his thick sheath, wondering how big he was, now that he was a dragon, and he realized he could look down at his belly easily, his other paw reaching up and feeling that his neck had elongated, not incredibly long, but enough to make quite a difference.
"Hurm, interesting.. but, on to more important things.." and he crooned, forcnig his jaws closed to dampen the sound as his sheath swelled and his member began to slide out, what started as a gasp coming out as a hiss as he saw how thick he was "I'm nearly as big around as a coke bottle!" he thought, staring in wonder as his length continued to slowly grow, murrs escaping through his gritted teeth as he pleasured himself, more and more of his member sliding out into the open, the length pink and red, crisscrossed with veins, his head shaped like before, slightly thicker than the body but not angled, resembling a mushrooms head atop his stalk as he felt his shaft reach full length, and walked carefully to the kitchens, forcing himself to stay on two legs despite his bodies apparant want every so often to drop to all fours.
Extracting a tape measure from one of the drawers, he carefully and slowly measured himself, making sure not to let the metal band touch his aroused and very sensetive phallus as he hurmed and then gasped, the sound coming out as a soft hiss again as he saw the number "16, no way!! 16 inches!?!?" he thought to himself, and looked down "I guess maybe that is right.." and he set the measuring tape down in the drawer, staring between his legs at this mammoth member he'd suddenly grown, the green scales a catching contrast with his throbbing maleness "Boy, sure is one way to get attention" he thought and then carefully moved back to the chair, once again fighting his bodies seeming want to walk on all fours.
Staring down at himself, John thought for a moment, contemplating what to do "I can't go outside until I can figure a way to change back, if I can at all, anyway.." and then he blinked and almost yelped, the sound a soft hurr as he realized Nak had been in the bedroom a while, almost half an hour according to the clock, his worried facial expression changing to a grain as he realized what Nak would see when he came in, and he softly called out "Ke`chara, you can come out now.."
He could smell his mate come out of the bedroom less than an eyeblink after he heard the door open, his senses apparantly now MUCH better as he could smell every detail of his love, his sweat, his scent, tinged with a little concern and a lot of anxiousness, the smell of his colgone and the old spice they both used wafting in the air as he softly purred "come in with your eyes closed" and saw Nak enter a moment later, his eyes closed, and he chuckled softly as Dennis mimed looking around "Did your balls drop again or something love? Your voice is a lot deeper" and he licked his snout, then blinked and realized what he'd done, then did it again, rather enjoying how it felt, and softly said "you'll see.. open your eyes.."
John could feel his mind slowly changing, it didn't feel wrong, in fact it felt so very RIGHT, and he felt his blood quicken a bit in his veins as Nak opened his eyes and stared at him, mouth open, glancing at his face, then down at the monster cock and large ballsac his new form had mounted between his legs, and John almost could see the shock, amazement, and yes, arousal, erupt from his mate, his scent changing drastically in a split second as he saw him "John? What's... happened?"
The being that had been John smiled softly at Nak and purred, part of his mind coming into sync and joining with the new draconic mindset and brain in his body "I've become what you and I always dreamed love.. it was going to be a fursuit, a present for you, for me to wear for you.. but it's turned into much, much more.." and he moved gracefully, not even thinking about moving his body in ways a human would have trouble replicating, sliding his paw down and gripping his maleness, a droplet of pre the size of a small marble forming at the tip "now, the question is.. are you willing to pleasure me in the body of a young dragon, as you did in my old body?" and he licked his snout purposefully, smelling his beloved's arousal at his thick, newly formed dragon meat, spotting the lump in his pants that revealed all he needed to know
"Oh Ke`chara, how long I've dreamed.." he softly mumbled, and fell to his knees in front of the chair, drawing a soft purr from the being that was John, and he smiled "I am.. Calacor now" he thought, taking the name of His dragon character, and he smiled down at Nak as he saw his mate lean forward, a purr escaping from his chest and throat as his lover first lapped at his sac, his eyes closing as his ashky's tongue began lapping at his heavy sac, a soft hand sliding up and gently squeezing the base of his dragons rod, pleasure filling him in ways he had never imagined before as he softly heard Nak mumble "gods lover, so delicious!"
Calacor murred as Dennis started working on his ballsac, stroking his wonderfully soft hand up and his shaft as Calacor smiled softly, realizing a moment ago human skin was normal, but now it felt so wonderfully soft, like the fine scales around his groin and tailhole, and he grinned down at Dennis as a thought came to his mind "I always wanted to do this..." he thought, and bend his head down, finding his neck was just long enough as he began slowly taking the head of his own member into his snout, purring like a vibrater as his tongue encircled his cockhead and he began to suck, Dennis's efforts suddenly much more frantic in response to seeing him suckle on his own cock, confirming Calacors thoughts as to how arousing it would look to him.
Deep purrs emenated from Calacor, and a moment later as he tasted his own pre, the flavor salty and sweet at the same time, quite delicious, he realized he was releasing pheromones into the air, tiny scents invisible to the human nose but obvious to his, increasing his and Nak's arousal to a heated level, more pre sliding into his throat, and he felt his mind slowly changing, a hurmm emenating from his as he pulled his mouth off of his cocktip and grasped his length, bending it over and eyeing Naketa, seeing details he could never have noticed before as he licked his snout and purred "suck on my cock, now" and closed his eyes as Nak almost instantly obeyed, the pheromones doing their work within his mind, making him subservient, lustful, and willing, his tongue lapping at Calacors tip before taking his head into his mouth, stretching his cheeks as far as they'd go as he began suckling on his mates massive draconic member.
Calacor knew no matter much he wished it, there was no way his mate could take all of his cock within his mouth and throat without choking, not minding that fact one bit but knowing to restrain himself as he slowly began thrusting his dragon spear into Nak's open mouth, inch after inch slowly sliding into his lovers mouth and between his lips as he stroked his sac and his tail began to move up, rubbing at Nak's crotch, a part of his mind expanding and letting him control it almost without thought as he felt his balls begin to churn, all the waiting and excitement building into his first orgasm, his base growing a bulge on the underside and slowly sliding up his length, his eyes slits as he let his body begin to manifest it's mating instincts, controlling the mmore violent ones to insure his mates safety.
As he felt his lovers tongue and mouth begin to draw him closer to orgasm, he grinned and spared a glance at the middle of the room; at the second box, and within it, the second dragon head, of a red drake, made with the same devotion and materials as what had been his suit, and mentally he murred and chuckled, for with his new eyes, he could see, it glowed..
Phaedra stared at the bizarre sight, tilting his head and blinking, trying to understand as best a cat could what was going on. The strange giant lizard-bird-john thing was stroking a long, thick, pink and red thing out of his other home-occupants mouth, and was having something big and heavy and liquidy acting between his legs rubbed by him as well, and they were both making the sounds they usually did on the big soft thing they slept on. He'd never understood the two-leggers, but this was very strange, even for them, and there was a strange smell in the room that made the spot tingle where he'd had those two dark furred lumps removed over a year ago. As he watched, the giant lizard-bird-john-thing's long pink thing began to thicken and some clear stuff shot out as he began growling and hissing like a cat challenging him, but there was no way he was going to fight it. Turning tail, Phaedra ran back in the bedroom, the only onlooker to the
strange spectacle, not seen in centuries, of a dragon mating a human.
-the end- (for now;)
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