A Vacation to Remember
A Vacation to Remember
Request for Wyraach Ur
By: Whassuppp56
I woke up in a daze, a severe pain on my forehead as I got off the ground and sat up. I put my hand to the painful spot on my head and felt dried blood trailing down from a small gash there, I figured I must've smacked my head on a rock somehow. I got to my feet and looked around, quickly realizing I was not on the side of the mountain I was climbing anymore as evidenced by the cavernous walls and the large hole above me.
I remembered what happened now... I was hiking up the unspoiled wilderness of this beautiful mountain in the Swiss Alps, leaving my footprints in the freshly fallen snow, then next thing I knew the ground buckled and collapsed underneath me as I fell about ten feet to the cave floor. I considered myself lucky to have only gotten knocked out for a bit as I found no other injuries, although the cave walls weren't climbable so I was effectively stuck here.
The explorer in me got curious as I peered down the dark length of the cave. It seemed to go for a long way in either direction, and even more interesting it seemed to be perfectly straight. I saw faint traces of light coming from both ends, so I figured I'd start by going left. If that turned out not to be an exit, it wouldn't be much hassle to turn around and go the other way.
I fished a flashlight out of my backpack and shined it around the walls. The ceiling looked like it had been carved out with an almost machine-like precision, making a perfect arch, but more interesting still was the fact that I couldn't see any tool marks. The occasional cracks in the ceiling attested to how old this place was though, and I wasn't surprised that the ceiling just gave underneath my weight. As I got closer to the light the cave started getting warmer and warmer, making me sweat so much in my winter parka that I had to take it off. The air felt warm enough to be summertime in here, a stark contrast to the cold weather on the mountain side. Maybe I was inside a volcano or something...
The light got brighter as I reached a bend in the cave, a glowing, flickering orange-yellow light that I figured was fire. I turned the corner and found myself in a huge, cavernous room, lit by scattered torches and even a few skylights in the ceiling. I gaped as I looked around, the light illuminating piles upon piles of glittering treasure. Gold, silver, jewelry... it was like I had walked into some billionaire's vault or something. I took a few careful steps in and looked around some more, noting that much of this stuff was ancient, like medieval-era ancient. I leaned against a wall to find that the rock itself was warm, emanating heat that made the entire cavern quite comfortable.
I shed my jacket and backpack and left them near the way I came in, my curiosity for this cavern getting the better of me. I called out once or twice to see if anyone was here, but I received no answer. I walked further and saw what looked to be a solid-stone door carved out of the far wall, big enough to let someone drive a semi through it. I gripped the handle and pulled on it hard, the weight of it making my muscles burn with strain, but I got it open and stepped out. I stopped short as there was only about five feet of ground in front of me before a sheer drop down a rocky cliff, making me wonder why someone would put a door here. So I left it open and went back inside.
I wasn't a dishonest person by any means, and despite the temptation all around me I didn't touch any of the treasure. But then something caught my eye in a corner of the cavern, drawing me away from the piles of gold to where the floor was remarkably cleared. There was what looked to be a huge, ornate shrine here, carved from black ebony and adorned with deep red rubies. It was covered in paintings and carvings of dragons from ages past, fighting off waves of knights and locked in battle with unnamed 'heroes'. I had always found dragons to be absolutely awesome, so this was incredible to look at.
There was one carving in particular that stood out to me, the one in the center of the shrine. It was of a black dragon with deep crimson running down his front and his four wings. He also had three dangerous-looking tails, as well as two large draconic penises rising stiffly from his crotch. Whoever this one was, I could tell he was the most cherished by whoever had made this collection.
I fought the temptation to take the figurine with me as I turned to find some other exit, wishing I could be as awesome and as powerful as that dragon. But suddenly a brilliant light flashed behind me and I felt something impact me in the back, making me stumble a few steps forward. I tried to run but I couldn't move, nothing was responding to my brain as I suddenly found myself levitating a few feet off the ground, turning slowly to face my attacker.
My mouth gaped wide open as I laid eyes on her, a beautiful black dragoness with reddish-purple on her wings and midsection scales. She was looking at me as if she was sizing me up, showing a total lack of aggression towards me. Strangely enough I wasn't scared, my excitement that dragons actually exist overriding any fear I may have had. She was absolutely beautiful too, standing twice as tall as me with breasts bigger than watermelons. She just radiated power and beauty, and I found myself growing hard as she stepped forwards and eyed me.
"So many humans would quake in fear or pass out in your position..." she told me as she walked around my suspended body, giggling as she saw the tent in my crotch. "But it would seem your love of dragons far outweighs your fear of death, huh?" She brushed a claw against my trapped erection, making me shudder in arousal as she grinned. "So tell me, human, what exactly are you doing here in my lair?"
I explained what I could, how I was on vacation here in the Alps, the collapse of the cave, and how I was just looking for a way out when I stumbled into her cavern. I tried to remain respectful as I explained myself, yet more than once I found my eyes trailing down her body to her magnificent tits. She giggled as she noticed this and put a claw to my lips to quiet me, looking deep into my eyes with a look of longing on her face. I dared not blink, it was as if she was peering into my soul with that gaze, and as she closed her eyes with a knowing smile, I gasped for air as I realized I was holding my breath.
"It has been so long since I've had a mate, several decades in fact, and I've never found anyone worthy enough to fill that role... until today," she said as she lowered me to the ground and broke her paralysis spell, allowing me to move again. "So..." she continued as she picked up the figurine I was admiring earlier, "You seemed to take a liking to this one..." My eyes widened as the figurine dissolved in her hands, becoming a ball of black and crimson energy that swirled like a fireball. I looked up to her face to see her grinning lustfully, eyes brimming with anticipation. "So how about we see how well you'd do as my mate, the mate of Cynder!!"
With that, she threw the ball of energy at me, slamming me to the ground as it passed into my chest. Power and energy ripped through me immediately, my whole body spasming violently as I groaned in pleasure. My clothing strained as my body surged with muscle, making me shiver from the incredible experience of growth and transformation, and all I could think about was how awesome this felt and how much I wanted it to continue.
I growled with power as my skin hardened, scales rapidly pushing out of my skin as my muscles surged further, ripping my shirt and pants to shreds. I felt the dragoness, Cynder, caress my spine and my body reacted, my bones feeling as if they were on fire as they toughened and re-shaped themselves. A tail, MY tail, erupted from my spine and split, becoming three tails each with a different dangerous-looking tip. This was incredible beyond anything I imagined was possible in this world... I was becoming a dragon like Cynder!
"Y-yesss... ACK! OH FUCK YEAH!!" I snarled as I ripped the remaining rags of my pants off, my penis throbbing as it grew longer and deliciously thick, brimming with sensitivity. But suddenly, the marvelous sensation in my groin doubled as my member seemed to flatten out, then split down the middle, leaving me with two monstrously thick cocks that quickly changed shape to suit my new form. I hissed in pleasure, the sensation of my cocks transforming into draconic forms pleasurable beyond anything I had felt as a human, the tips forming into sharp points and knots swelling out form the bases.
I felt my face push out into a draconic muzzle, scales running down my face and my nostrils flaring as my nose receded into a snout. My existing teeth enlarged and sharpened into flesh-tearing fangs as more teeth sprouted behind them, keeping up with my lengthening face. "Yessssss... more, MORE!!" I cried out as bone and muscle erupted from my back in four spots, shuddering with power as my wings grew out behind me.
My mind grew foggy with the immense power and pleasure of it all as my body surged with more growth until I was equal in size to the dragoness, maybe even a couple feet taller. Cynder watched me intently, a clawed hand pinching her nipple while the other stroked her dripping cunt. She seemed to be as turned on as I was from watching me transform into the dragon who was to be her mate, yet I had to wonder... what was keeping her from sating her desires right now?
The power of the dragon filled my mind with new instincts as the knowledge of how to fly and use my powers and form embedded themselves in my memories as my body continued its final transformations. I growled with power and pleasure as the scales covered every last inch of my body in impenetrable armor, my hands growing cruel black claws as I felt my toes fuse in my feet, becoming three huge, vicious talons that tore into the stone of the cave floor.
One last surge of power nearly blanked my mind as my draconic members surged once more, growing larger and larger until my twin cocks nearly reached my chest. My balls receded behind my scales and became more internal, offering them much greater protection than a human scrotum. But then I felt them swell inside me, pressing against my scales until their shapes were clearly visible, swollen to the size of large watermelons to compliment my twelve-foot tall new body. It kinda defeated the purpose of them being internal since it just looked like a scale-covered scrotum to me... but then I realized something, I really didn't give a shit! They felt AWESOME!!!
And then, as I sensed my transformation was complete, Cynder made her move. "THAT'S what I've been waiting for!!" she snarled in delight as she knocked me onto my back, my wings smacking the ground with a quartet of *SLAPS*. I growled in annoyance, my mind still in a euphoric high from my change that Cynder took advantage of, sliding her slavering up and down my bestial members and making us both hiss in pleasure.
My mind swam with new thoughts and instincts as the dragoness- no, my mate pleasured me. I was grateful to her for giving me this form, but I wasn't some weak human that she could just play with anymore... no, she was MINE. I grinned lustfully as clarity came to my thoughts, I was no longer Peter, the lost human hiker on vacation in the Alps, I was a powerful dragon... a powerful dragon who REALLY needed to show his mate who was the boss.
Snarling with lust I shoved Cynder off of me, making her land on her hands and knees with her rump high in the air. She looked back at me with a sly smile, wiggling her rump enticingly and licking her lips in anticipation as I advanced on her, gripping her tail and guiding one of my throbbing dragon-tools to her pussy as she spoke, "C'mon Wyraach Ur! Show me what a big, bad dragon you really are!!"
Recognizing my name, I was all too happy to oblige as I rammed my shaft in up to the knot, making Cynder roar in intense pleasure. I pumped her furiously, my second cock sliding back and forth against her clit as she hissed and moaned, slamming herself back against every one of my thrusts and making me bottom out inside her womb. The pleasure was immense beyond anything I had experienced before and I knew that my last form, Peter, would have already been cumming by now. But this was just foreplay for two dragons... and I was about to kick it up a notch.
I withdrew from Cynder's snatch and flipped her onto her back, slamming her onto the floor and making her luscious breasts jiggle from the impact. I snarled with lust and dominance as I spread her legs once more, noticing her pussy gaping slightly from the penetration. I grinned almost evilly as I realized I had stretched her poor cunt out quite a bit with just one cock... but she had given me a form with TWO of them for a reason...
Cynder howled in absolute ecstasy as I crammed both my cocks into her snatch, making her orgasm nearly immediately as my twin rods of draconic meat stretched her painfully wide. I shuddered in bliss as well, her cunt feeling like a vice on my members as I pulled back and thrust in again. Her orgasm ended quickly and she bucked her hips against mine, her long forked tongue hanging out of her gaping mouth as she panted and moaned, drunk with the sensation of being filled with so much draconic cock.
I pounded into her wet snatch, my two dicks sliding against each other along with her walls. It was an incredible sensation that made me wonder how I was ever content as a human with just one of these things!? I chuckled a bit as I remembered the human saying, "Two heads are better than one!" and wondered if Cynder would agree with that as the heads of my two dicks breached her cervix, her voice catching in her throat as she came again.
I could almost keep a tally of how many times I was making her orgasm, especially since each one seemed more powerful than the last. But I soon lost count after about her sixth climax, her desperate cunny milking my shafts and building my own pleasure. I lowered myself to her bosom as I continued to fuck her, my long forked tongue wrapping around her diamond-hard nipple. Cynder squealed and sighed as I brought my face down and sucked her aching tits, my tongue spiraling around her scaly boob-flesh as I repeatedly hilted myself within her.
The pleasure spiked suddenly as I felt myself go over the edge, feeling my orgasm building in my churning balls as I cut the boob-play and picked up the pace. I hissed and snarled as I held it back as long as I could, letting the pleasure build and build until even my immense draconic power couldn't hold back what was about to happen. Gritting my teeth, I slammed into my mate as deep as I could, both cock-heads penetrating deep into her womb. And with a pair of mighty roars that echoed throughout the mountain range, we came.
My mouth was locked in a constant roar of release as my twin cocks spasmed, launching ropes upon ropes of burning hot dragon-spunk into Cynder's hungry womb. She filled quickly as my semen spurted out of her uterus, enveloping my twin rods in the intense burning heat of my own spooge. I continued to fuck her throughout the orgasm, each thrust in making my seed spurt out from around my cocks as my balls slowly emptied themselves.
Cynder cut off her roar as her orgasm ended, just reveling in the sensation of being taken so rough and so hard by her ideal mate, the warmth of my cum radiating throughout her body. As my dicks softened and ceased to paint her with white, I pulled them out, releasing a torrent of spooge that added to the large puddle on the floor. I subconsciously folded my wings and lay down next to my mate, sighing as I basked in the afterglow of my transformation and my orgasm. I was more satisfied from that one coupling than I ever was before, fatigue overtaking me and pulling me towards sleep.
My instincts were annoyed, why was I so tired after just one fuck!? I'm a mighty dragon!! I growled in annoyance at my tired state until Cynder put a claw to my lips, smiling softly as she explained. "Don't worry, it's perfectly natural for a newly-turned dragon to be so spent, the change takes a lot of your energy, nevermind the sex..." She brought her face to mine, love reflecting beautifully in her eyes. "I'm exhausted too, Wyraach, the magic I used to change you is just as draining as the transformation itself. But we're dragons! In the morning we'll easily have twice the energy!!"
I smiled at the thought of plowing into her with twice the ferocity, but even more so at the thought of testing the full extent of my awakened powers. I finally knew what that statuette of Wyraach was... it was the culmination of what Cynder wanted in a lover, and she just needed someone who was willing to take his form onto himself, someone like the human I was, Peter.
As I fell asleep beside my lover I realized it was no accident that brought me to this cave, it was fate. I was meant to become Wyraach Ur, the mighty dragon and the mate of Cynder, destined to become something so much more than human. And I felt nothing but pride and joy at my new dragon-hood. I dreamed of Cynder and of flying through the sky, free of my human limitations as I slept. Cynder smiled as she watched my wings twitch with my dream, knowing that fate had indeed brought her the perfect mate...