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Ice sighed as he sat at his desk once more, a few hours ago he had just been another mage with lofty dreams of being one of the most powerful creatures in the world with a harem of dragonesses at his every beck and call. Several hours later he had only half of his wish, he was indeed a dragon now with a most wonderful form that oozed both power and sensuality. The problem came with the later of his desires, instead of the harem of dragonesses he had five very male dragons that were on his bed twined around each other. Three of them he had changed himself, each one more frustrating than the last. Two of them more disturbingly were transformed by his new pets; one of them did it without him even being there.

He sighed as he began to feel the drain of fatigue on his body, after an intense transformation and several conversions even his draconic body had limits. The sun had already been up for several hours at that point, his harem already had tired themselves out and were fast asleep at the point. Even his eyes could hardly stay open at that point, though he was determined to stay awake long enough to examine every last scroll. He had even reopened the original tomes that had been translated by elven scholars that he had bribed with a substantial amount of gold. As he flipped through the pages once more, he noticed that a glowing script underneath the pages.

"A hidden script." He said in awe as he looked through the original tome. "It must be visible only to those who completed the ritual. Perhaps they split it up to prevent the caster from killing themselves, giving them the body first to handle it before allowing them the true power. This could be the reason why my harem is currently filled with males... and it might be the remedy."

"Master, please come to bed with us." He heard behind him as Smoke wrapped his scaly arms around his neck. "You're working too hard and stressing yourself out. We would all like your presence with us as we sleep."

"Right... yeah, it's been a long day." Ice said as he put the tome down while strong hands began to massage his tense shoulders. "We're going to need a lot of things by tomorrow night, I want to take advantage of the full moon we still have. Since we're under such a time constraint that we're going to need to split up, one group is going to have to infiltrate the town while the other will have to go into the forest for supplies for the ritual and get food. Smoke... I'm going to need your help; you were my first so I want you to assist me with the other dragons."

"Master, I would be honored." Smoke replied happily as he grabbed Ice by the hand and led him to the bed. "We are all here to serve your every need, and right now what you need is sleep. Let us give you a good rest and we'll all be ready to do whatever your heart desires when we wake up."

Ice felt slightly apprehensive as he noticed the other four dragons were all up and watching him, their bodies forming a space for him to lie in. While he had gotten more comfortable with his male harem it still didn't mean he wanted to jump in bed with them. Thankfully the whole lot of them seemed too tired to want anything more than sleep, and as he crawled into bed he could feel himself covered by a blanket of dragon flesh as the others stretched their limbs over him. At first he felt uncomfortable snuggled by so many male dragons, but after he had a chance to relax and feel the warmth of the other creatures he could feel his worries drain away. It was a nice feeling, at least temporarily until he could complete the second ritual...

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"Anders!" The distracted guard nearly jumped out of his armor as he heard his superior officer scream in his ear. "Pay attention! We have people missing out there and you're a million miles away! What's going through your head right now?!"

"Sorry sir!" Anders replied as he snapped to attention. The other town guard just looked at him before they turned their attention back to their commanding officer. Once they were all focused back on the head guard he continued on with his briefing. He stated that during the last night that Anders had found that a married couple's house appeared to have been ransacked and the couple missing, as well as a young hunter that went out into the forest that went out into the night. Another group of guards had also found clothing ripped to shreds where they heard strange noises, though they didn't see any blood or body parts. The entire guard had been called in as a result, so while those who had normal rounds could do so the rest of them would be out during the day and into the night to scour the woods for the missing people.

As they were all dismissed the commanding officer held Anders back, gesturing for them to go to another room to talk. "Anders, I'm worried about you." He said as soon as they were alone. "Ever since you reported Alexandria and her husband missing you've been off all day. Is there something you need to talk about?"

"No sir, just worried is all." Anders replied as he rubbed his head. "I've been friends with those two for a long time."

"Well I'm sure it is far less dire then what our imaginations can come up with." The head guard comforted as he patted the man on the shoulder. "I'm putting you on reserve for now; get yourself together in the meantime. There will be two or three others around if you need to talk to anyone, I'm going to be out with another patrol where the shredded clothing was found."

"Yes Captain." Anders replied dejectedly as he walked back up to the barracks. He knew as soon as he was pulled aside he would be asked to stay behind, something that pained him to no end. There was nothing he wanted more then to be out there searching for his friends, instead he was stuck sitting on a bed in a room with two other guys that had just gotten off-duty and were playing dice against each other.

As he stripped off his chain gloves he looked down at his left hand, which was the primary source of his distracted thoughts. He flexed the stiff fingers of his left hand; the hardened flesh had cracked into a strange pattern since the last time he checked. His nails had also thickened considerably, becoming large and slightly pointed. At first he thought it might have just been a callous forming from the chain gloves, but now it had gone past mere concern. It became extremely worrisome when he rolled up his sleeve and found that his skin had hardened all the way up to his elbow, along with what felt like a bony protrusion that stuck out from it.

"Hey Anders, you up for a game?" He suddenly heard behind him, which caused him to jump slightly and hide his arm underneath the nearby pillow. "Are you ok? You're sweating like crazy and you're looking kind of green."

"I'm fine Jonah, but I think I just need to go see a medic just in case." Anders replied as he got up, continuing to hide the afflicted arm as he clutched the pillow to his chest. He hadn't realized it up until his fellow guard said something, but now that his attention was drawn to it he could feel the dampness on his skin. Whatever he had seemed to have started to accelerate, he reasoned, and only spurred him on more to get help. There was also a strange smell in the air that bothered him, which seemed to emanate from the human next to him.

"The medic is currently at the tavern picking up food." The other guard, a new recruit by the name of Bryce whose boyish looks didn't fit the guard armor he wore, said as he came up to the two of them. "He should be back in a few minutes though. Why, what's wrong? And does anyone else smell that?"

By this time Anders wanted nothing more than to leave the embarrassing situation and head to the tavern himself to talk to the medic, but by then the smell that came off of both his fellow guards had rooted him to the spot as they crowded closer to him. "Jonah, Bryce..." he saw the look in their eyes and became slightly fearful, but at the same time he could feel the heat of arousal begin to build. Had any of them been in their right mind they would have realized the leers that they were giving each other, but their needs had been pent up the last few weeks with training and all of them had grown comfortable with each other since they had washed naked in the same area numerous times. That combined with the altered, stronger, draconic pheromones Anders' transforming body was putting off made what would have been a repulsive idea seemed far more feasible.

"Anders... we can't do this... the others..." Jonah said through heavy breaths, his words betrayed by the hand that had undone his tunic. Anders knew what he meant; a few years ago two guards had been caught pleasuring one another while in a watch tower. While their jobs were unaltered, aside from the captain splitting them up to different shifts to make sure they weren't naked on duty ever again, their stature in the village had been decimated. The other guards had made sure everyone knew about them, and by the end of the week they had been so humiliated and ostracized that they ended up leaving the village for good.

Before Anders could respond with his own doubts, Bryce, who had remained quiet the entire time as Anders and Jonah debated back and forth, suddenly took the initiative and pounced on the surprised guard. He had always thought the younger guard was a bit unusual, always the first one naked in the river and yet the last to leave, as well as overly playful while they all bathed. As the eager youth nearly toppled him to the bed he understood why, feeling his eagerness press against his abs as their tongues danced in the other's mouths. "Your tongue feels funny." Bryce commented as he began to strip himself down.

Anders' heart leapt into his chest as he realized that Bryce was right, feeling the slightly thicker appendage as he rolled it in his own mouth. What had started in his hand had migrated to his head, which became even more apparent when his shirt was ripped off. His arm was completely scaled, a brilliant emerald green that had pushed onto his chest and neck. "Jonah, help..." the guard pleaded as he looked over at his stunned friend while a completely enthralled Bryce licked his scaly skin, which caused his skin to shudder.

At first Anders felt his hopes rise as Jonah began to move towards them, hopefully to rip the amorous male off of him so he could go get help for his condition. That hope was quickly dashed when his friend kneeled down and ripped down his pants, his erect cock jutting out into the air despite himself. He tried to back away, but Bryce had him effectively pinned and before long he felt Jonah's tongue against his shaft. It took all the resistance he had to prevent himself from succumbing, especially as he felt an alien tendril of thought invade his mind that this was right while his hair began to fall out. He was not the only one to feel the changes either, as pre-seed began to leak from his mutated cock into his friend's mouth it began to stretch and push out.

"Please, no..." Anders continued to protest, though even his words had become half-hearted as he felt the mouths of the two males lick and caress his changing body. His overall body began to bulk out, the muscles that he had gained while in training doubling and even tripling as his bone structure changed to accommodate all his new muscle weight. The bed beneath them began to creak and groan as all three of their bodies began to grow, though Anders by far had the lead on them as his skull cracked and stretched like rubber into a very draconic head. The small, alien tendril of thought that had begun to pervert his mind became an overwhelming crescendo that overwhelmed his fragile human spirit, and as he let go of his resistance the pleasure surged in like a tide and wiped all conscious thought away.

Bryce seemed to sense the mental change in the man below him, though it was made even more apparent as thick, scaly fingers began to return his ministrations. His own body had begun to grow as well, his lanky frame swelling outward with each lust-tinged breath as he shifted his positioning. He had long before succumbed to the instinctual pleasures that were laid before him, helped by the fact that this was something he had wanted to do since he joined the guard. Getting a new draconic body, while not initially part of his fantasy, seemed to be icing on the cake for him as he and Jonah switched places.

A small moan had escaped the captivated male under them as Jonah's scaly lips left the now nearly-foot long, ridged piece of flesh he had been nursing on, and as Bryce positioned his still human rear against it he could feel the hot cock hump upwards in desperation. As he reached back and grabbed the thick draconic member a spurt of pre hit his backside, which only caused him to be even more eager as the transforming man positioned the tip against him. He looked back and watched the dragon guardsmen's clawed toes curl in anticipation as he wiggled himself downward, feeling several more drops of pre-seed which helped lube him up as he felt it stretch him out. At first he could only get halfway down before he had to stop, the huge member too much for him as his longer, thicker tongue rolled out of his mouth. His own cock was pressed against Jonah's back as the dragon-headed man had straddled Ander's thick chest and presented his six-inch human member to the dragon's mouth.

All of a sudden Bryce let out a loud yelp as he felt the scaly hips beneath him thrust upwards, pushing him onto Jonah as he was impaled even further. Surprisingly it slid easily into him, though as he looked back to investigate he could see his ass become larger and hardened with scaly muscle that crept over his thighs. He could feel his spine begin to push out as well, the start of a tail forming as a similar appendage pushed against his back to keep him from grinding down on the foot of slick meat that impaled him. At first it confused him, didn't he want him to push down and get that heavily cock even further inside his transforming body? Then as Jonah began to back up, his own member firmly encapsulated by the dragon's maw as his lengthening neck pushed him, he realized the genius of what was happening.

Jonah knew in the back of his mind as soon as he had taken Ander's member into his mouth, but as soon as that first splash of liquid hit his tongue he no longer cared. Even as it felt like his head turned to rubber and stretched out it somehow only caused him to be even more turned on as he continued to suckle on it, even as it transformed in his mouth into something far more bestial that filled his maw and even pushed down into his throat. Thankfully his stronger, wider throat could easily take the extra pressure as his lips and tongue lapped around the base of his cock. It was a shame when Bryce motioned for him to get off it, which saddened him as he felt his throat clamp around it as he slid it out of him. Thankfully they had other plans, as they communicated with each other through subtle signs for him to move forward and get his needy erection, which had not been touched since their threesome started, licked and suckled on as well.

The newly created dragon that was once Anders had one last twinge in his face as his mind was completely rewired, his silvery reptilian eyes his last change as his mouth turned up in a smile. He knew now of his task in his master's harem, not only to serve as loyal pets and lovers, but also as his bodyguards and soldiers. His body had at least tripled since his metamorphosis started, and as he changed the two new recruits on top of him he only continued to gain more and more muscle. With his increased flexibility he pressed the two semi-humans together, his cock firmly planted in Bryce's ass while he sucked on his friend's member, his saliva causing it to become pleasantly thick as he rolled his tongue on it.

"Ready when you are." Bryce hissed in Jonah's earfin when they were close enough for their sweaty bodies to touch one another. They could feel the muscles under each other's skin writhe and twitch as Anders pressed them against one another, both of their torsos already covered in scales and much thicker than before with stubby tails that wiggled every so often. Jonah just gave him a toothy grin and presented his backside as best he could while getting sucked off. By that time his own cock had grown to the same draconic proportions as the one stuffed joyously in his rear, and with Anders' tail wrapped around his waist he was able to keep it in him as he pressed against Jonah's tailhole.

Both Jonah and Bryce let out cries of pleasure at the same time as the tapered cock slid easily into Jonah's hot depths. Their muscular, scaly bodies moved in tandem as they connected in a very erotic circle of lovemaking, which only got easier as their bodies thickened. Bryce easily expanded the most, his hardly developed six-pack popping into a hard eight-pack and finally into a ten-pack similar to the other two. His arms wrapped even tighter around the other dragon as his arms ballooned out, newly formed claws scrapping against bright red scales as their rhythm increased. By then the only thing left human was his head, and that didn't last long as he used his lengthened neck to kiss the dragon in front of him as he lost the last of his humanity.

The bed had long since given up the ghost and collapsed, though the three dragons hardly cared as they continued to thrust into one another. Their passions were only interrupted by a few more vestigial changes, several spikes growing out of their shoulders, elbows, and knees as they filled their bodies with the cocks of their fellow warriors. With their changes complete they all felt their climax, which had been delayed from the magical energies coursing through their bodies, quickly encroached. The musk that had originally attracted the three together now hung heavy, almost visibly, in the air as one hardly changed human had been changed into three pheromone-pumping, lust-provoking dragons.

It was Bryce who came first, the duel sensations of penetrating and being penetrated far too much for him to handle as he blew his load into the ruby-colored dragon in front of him. This caused his body to clamp down on Anders, who had only been holding on by a thread even before the extra stimulation. As the two dragons' body spasm around him Jonah was caught in the middle as Bryce pushed even deeper inside of him as Anders sucked hard on him. The shattered remains of the bed became soaked in their combined fluids as they for a few minutes they became nothing more than a pile of scaly, bliss-locked bodies.

Once they had a chance to cool down the three untwined from each other, still purring and caressing one another's hardened bodies. "Should we wait for the rest of our squad so we may induct them for the master?" The blue-scaled dragon that was formerly their new recruit said as he peeked out the window.

"No, we must get recognized by the master first." The green dragon replied. The other two bowed their heads slightly and nodded, recognizing him as the leader of their warrior caste, second only to the master himself. They knew they had a few hours to wait for the next patrol to report back anyway, and even if they weren't there they had a large puddle of sexual fluid and musk to ensnare them like Anders had been. They quietly snuck off as best they could, just in case someone had stumbled in to check on their noise, and once they were outside they spread their wings and flew to where they instinctually knew to go.

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"Master, is something the matter?" Smoke said as he noticed that Ice had suddenly looked off into space in concern. Dusk had settled in when they all woke up, the entire harem ready to do what had to be done. Since Smoke and Onyx knew the town better than anyone they were going to go within the village limits and garner what supplies couldn't be found within the forest limits.

As Ice was once more prodded by Smoke, he turned and gave him a reassuring nod. "Oh no, I'm fine, I just thought I sensed something change. It must have just been my imagination though, and we must get focused if we're going to get what we need before the full moon loses its power. You and Onyx have only a few hours to get what I told you, otherwise we'll have to wait a month and I don't think we can stay here that long. I'll be taking Hunter, Snow, and Ember with me to gather the necessary plant life and herbs."

"We will not let you down Master." Smoke said happily before he nipped Onyx in the tail and motioned for them to go. They ran on all fours for increased speed as they bounded towards the village they had once lived in themselves. Though they remembered their former lives they cared little for it, so enwrapped in their new forms and mindsets that they couldn't even think of themselves as human anymore. As they snuck into the town, however, old habits began to surface in Onyx, especially as they passed by the tavern on their way to the general store.

As Smoke continued to the back entrance of the store Onyx stopped, huddled in the back alley while he stared hungrily at the tavern entrance. Thankfully most people had already gone home for the day and his black scales helped him blend into the shadows as he skulked towards the back of the tavern. He knew his friends were in there playing cards; even his disappearance wouldn't stop them from playing every day. There was nothing he wanted more then to join them, even if it was for only one hand. But as he reached the back door the reality of the situation crashed down upon him, even though his new body was far superior to his old one there was no way the others would accept him.

A sudden noise made him nearly jump out of his scaly skin, and as he ducked back into the shadows once more. As he crouched in wait he saw Sammy, their usual barmaid, walking out with empty mugs to fill from the large cask of ale the tavern stored outside. He quickly realized that could be his ticket into the game, and he smiled as a plan began to form in his mind. As slowly as he could he began to climb the wall of a nearby building, his obsidian claws sinking easily into the thick wood as he hoisted his weight up. In no time at all he reached the roof, and as he snuck along the edge his excitement began to show as his member poked out of his slit. It had to be quick, he knew as he began to stroke himself when he reached just above the ale barrel, and thought about his glorious master to help himself along.

Meanwhile Sammy had just filled the last of her mugs from the cask and set the tray on a nearby barrel to give her tired arms a break. It was one of the biggest disadvantages of being the last server in the building, having to wait for the group of local gamblers to finish their game before she could go home for the night. They were fairly good tippers, but sometimes their boisterous games would last until the sky began to turn light. The only one that even seemed to suggest going home for the night was Jax, and unfortunately he had mysteriously vanished after their last game. She hoped that they would possibly stop to find their friend, but to her dismay they said they would play even more while they 'hoped for their friend's safe return'.

As she turned back to grab the tray once more she stopped, astonished. A copious amount of white fluid had been deposited on it, which filled the glasses all the way to the brim. She was unsure of what to do, after she had looked up to the roof to see where the source of the milky liquid came from she looked back down to the glasses. Her boss would be furious if she wasted good alcohol, but she was unsure of their reaction if she gave them this. In the end all she could do was poor as much of the offending liquid from the glass as possible and hope that the patrons were too sloshed to notice the change in flavor. As she did so some of it splashed onto the front of her dress, which caused her to shudder as it seemed to almost immediately soak straight through her clothing.

Sammy sighed at her rotten luck and decided to just live with it until the boys went home so she could wash. Despite the initial coolness of the liquid it started to get rather warm between her legs as she walked awkwardly back inside. Luckily the men were so engrossed in their game they didn't notice her stance as she put the mugs in front of them, nor the taste of the foreign liquid as they immediately began to swig it down. When they didn't complain about it she asked them if they needed anything, and when they sent her away she went to the back to the store room for inventory.

When she got back to the storeroom though she found her mind focused on something other than the wine casks, especially as the warmth in her groin began to radiate outwards. She bit her lip as she began to feel something besides mere warmth, something she had only felt several times before in her life. An excited yelp escaped her lips as she couldn't help but giggle, her groin becoming even more enveloped in a tingling sensation as the pleasure shot up her body. As she covered her mouth to prevent the patrons from hearing, a needy hand began to trail down towards her dress. It wouldn't matter if she touched herself a little bit, she rationalized, and if she did it quickly enough perhaps the feelings would die down...

But as her hand reached her groin, what she felt caused her to gasp even louder than before. She quickly tore off her apron, and as she looked down she could feel her face go pale. There, right in the middle of her dress, was a very noticeable bulge. It was something she had clearly seen in a number of male patrons on any given night, but to see it on her was startling to say the least. As one of her quivering hands reached down to touch it, she saw that her groin was not the only thing that changed. Her nails, normally well maintained to attract better tips, had become solid black and razor-tipped.

"Sammy!" She heard suddenly, which caused her to jump slightly as she had been transfixed on her new 'developments'. "Get back in here!"

The barmaid could feel sweat developing on her brow as she felt herself begin to panic. She tried to put her apron back on to hide the offending bulge, but as she tried to restrain it the new flesh caused her to nearly collapse from the new sensations. It definitely confirmed her suspicions of what was down there, though she had yet to actually see her new endowment she could feel it getting even bigger. As she desperately tried to find something to cover herself up she once more she heard her name called, though the voice sounded strangely deeper. Finally she decided to grab a tray and hold it in front of her, hoping they were drunk enough not to notice and would allow her to slip out the door once she was done.

When she entered the main hall, however, the tray she held for protection clattered to the floor. The four men were around the table as she had left them, but instead of their normal, alcohol flushed faces there were four grinning dragon faces that looked at her. While it still seemed like they were interested in their game, she could see their hands were under the table attending something else. "Well well, it's about time that you showed up." The man who now sported lavender-colored scales said with a grin. "We wanted to thank you for the beverages."

"I see that you might have enjoyed this refreshing brew as well." The aqua-scaled dragon chuckled. They all looked down at her erection, and soon they had begun to chant for her to take off her clothing. Normally if they so much as made a lewd comment in her direction she would tell them off and spend the rest of the night actively avoiding their presence. Now they were actively chanting for her to strip naked, and the weird thing was she was actually considering doing it.

Suddenly one of the dragons, a honey-yellow scaled one, got up from his chair and walked towards her. "I think our 'lady' is a little shy boys..." he said with a fanged grin as his clothing ripped at the seams, unable to handle the new musculature underneath. The transforming man left a trail of tattered cloth in his wake as he approached, his expanding form growing by the second. His wasn't the only one either, the sound of groaning chairs and ripping leather could be heard from the other three men as well, especially as their new clawed feet burst from their work boots and wiggled free. All Sammy could do was watch as the dragon grabbed onto her shoulders, his body almost two feet taller than her as he rubbed a finger claw under her neck that ventured towards her dress.

It didn't take long for the sharp appendage to slice neatly along the shoulders, pausing only as he grunted and hunched over while a thick tail extended from his back and changed his posture slightly. She tried to catch the remains of it, only to have his scaly hands grab her by the arms and stop her. As the cloth piled up around her feet her worst fear was realized, that instead of the normal smoothness of her groin a penis hung there, jutting out in the air as though it had been there her whole life. The dragon wasted no time in bringing a taloned paw to play with it, spurred on by the jeering of the other three as he bent down for a kiss.

As her still human lips met his scaly ones it was like a firecracker of pleasure exploded in her mind, especially as his thick tongue invaded her mouth during her moment of shock. What resistance she had against the dragons quickly melted away as she felt one of his hands on her breast, which had already shrunk to half their size and continued to withdraw into her body as he held it. "Please, don't..." she half-pleaded, though any fight she had against him was quickly sapped from her as she felt his scaly hide press against her body. The pleasure that emanated from her new organ almost caused her to fall to her knees, held up only by the tail that had cradled her backside.

The other three dragons, having quickly shed the last of their humanity as they watched the lewd act play out before them, decided that their former friend was hogging all the fun. Sammy was quickly surrounded by a mass of scales, all four of the former card players pressed against 'her' body as they rubbed their draconic erections against her still human skin. She could feel her muscles shift under her skin as her femininity faded under their ministrations, replaced with a strong male body not unlike the farmhands she had the pleasure of oogling as they worked.

"Please..." the new male gasped as their hands continued to roam over his new form, every touch sending an electric tingle through his skin as bright orange scales appeared wherever they made contact. His mouth began to water as it stretched out while being filled with multiple dragon tongues, his own morphing into a similar appendage as he succumbed to the growing lust that accompanied each change. "Please fill me."

The four dragons wasted no time in obliging their newest convert, the large lavender dragon pushing his shoulders down and lining up his new muzzle with his thick piece of flesh that jutted out in front of him. The slightly smaller honey-colored dragon quickly took a position behind him, grabbing onto the expanding flesh of the still mostly human hips. With both holes covered the aqua-scaled dragon, thinner and lither then the other three, squeezed himself under the changing human and teased the virgin maleness beneath, which had begun to grow ridges of muscles. All that was left was the dark-brown scaled dragon, who was content enough to lick and paw at his skin as the patches of now-bronze scales rippled outward.

Sammy found himself unable to hold back any longer, even though the others were taking their time to be gentle on him he reached up with his twisted fingers and brought that musky dragon meat into his mouth. As soon as the thick flesh pressed against his warm mouth it felt like he had sunk into a pool of pure heaven, which he guessed the other male felt as well as he let out a loud groan. A quick glance back and a wag of the short, stubby tail that had begun to grow out of his backside was all the encouragement the dragon behind him needed, and as he spread his insides it pushed him even harder into the lavender groin in front of him.

Wood splintered into pieces under his changing claws as the former barmaid's brain burned from the sheer, overwhelming lust that came from the two cocks inside him. The aqua dragon, not to be left out, opened his fanged maw wide and let their initiate's member slide in and out from the momentum of the other two dragons thrusting into him. As a result they had less of a dragon in the middle of them and more a writhing mass of scaled, transforming flesh that squirmed on the massive poles of flesh that impaled him. Their grunts and moans were quickly accompanied by the sound of scaled flesh slapping against scaled flesh as both dragons quickly hilted their impressive lengths into the more accommodating body between them. The only time they broke their rhythm was when his neck and body lengthened, spine cracking as they took a step back and resumed their momentum.

It didn't take long for the four dragons locked in carnal thrusting to climax, their orgasms instantaneous to one another as the two one the end filled the new dragon between them with their thick spunk with such force that it quickly began to ooze from his mouth and tailhole. The dragon below him received a strange mix of human and dragon seed, which he greedily gulped down as his forepaws worked furiously on his own shaft before he came as well. His seed splattered on all four of them as they collapsed onto one another, though they managed to remain firmly lodged in both mouth and tailhole.

"I think this was the best card night ever." The four heard from behind the bar, grins appearing on their faces as they saw a black dragon standing there with their last remaining member suckling on his ebony length.

"It looks like our card came will continue with all our members after all." The honey dragon said happily as he pulled out of the bronze dragon below him. "Plus one more... if he doesn't mind."

The bronze dragon attempted to say something, and when it came out as nothing but garbling he regrettably removed the dragon length from his mouth and throat to speak. "This is the change of pace I've been looking for, I'm sick of being a lowly female working at this bar. Serving our new master will be far more... pleasurable I think."

The other dragons laughed and cavorted, and after grabbing several cases of booze to go they quickly resolved to meet up with their new master for their names and to pay homage to the one that gave them the gift of their new bodies. With Onyx in the lead he led the new dragons out of the bar and into the alley, where after a brief lesson on flying they took to the air back to the sorcerer's tower. Along the way he met up with Smoke, who looked upon the flock of dragons with distain. Onyx just grinned sheepishly and together they flew through the night sky towards the tower. Unfortunately their flight was not unnoticed, and unknown to them shadows on the ground followed their path back...

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When Ice flew back into his tower with the rest of his dragons, who all held various herbs and plants needed for the ritual, his jaw nearly dropped to the ground as he saw all the new additions to his harem. "How in all the planes..." he muttered in shock as he counted all the new dragons, which had stopped their games and nuzzlings to come up and bow to him. "Smoke! Explain to me how my harem more than doubled in size since I left the tower?"

"My deepest apologies Master!" Smoke humbly replied as he bowed right at his feet. "Onyx seemed to have gotten slightly antsy when we came back into town and wanted his old drinking buddies to join us. One of the barmaids... that bronze one right there, got caught in their transformation too. I had just talked to the other three; it seems that one of them was a guard that touched a puddle of cum from when I converted Onyx and he converted two other guards when the change finally took hold."

Ice found his head spinning slightly as he sat down, contemplating his change in situation. He didn't want any new members until he had done the second ritual, hoping that if he couldn't change his current harem members into dragonesses he could at least make sure the new ones were and make the males his warriors. Now with eight additional dragons it meant that eight additional people would be counted missing when morning came, which meant his time near the city would be over. There was no way he could cover it up, especially when it was made apparent to him that several of the dragons had raided the tavern as well.

"Let's just get the ritual done." Ice said as he motioned for the other dragons to rise. "At least with more dragons we can get this done quicker. Then I want everyone to prepare to leave immediately, this town is no longer going to be safe for us."

The rest of the dragons quickly got to work, taking the supplies they had gathered to prepare the space for the new ritual. Ice did most of the complex magical runes, though the other dragons helped carved the new runes into the stone. It turned out the other dragons became a godsend, since the new magic circle had expanded all the way up onto the walls. With everyone working together they had finished with plenty of time to spare, the smell of herbs and candle wax thick in the air as it burned in all the prescribed areas. Outside the moon, still full, had begun to creep through the window, illuminating their work in a silvery light.

"Alright, everyone else stay outside the tower until I am finished." Ice instructed once they had finished the last of the new layer of charcoal painted lines on his body. "Do not enter until I tell you too, ok?"

The other dragons nodded and wished their master good luck, and then one by one flew up and out of the tower into the small clearing that surrounded it. When the last of them disappeared past the stone the sorcerer dragon took a deep breath and sat in the middle of the improved circle, beginning his chant. He knew the words that he uttered were not of the magical language that he had used before, but was the language of the dragons he had inherited with his new form. There was the familiar feeling of magic building up in the area as he continued to perform the ritual, the newly carved glpyhs channeling and directing the energy into the center where he stood.

The build-up was far quicker than the first time, and before long he felt his body saturated in magical energy as he continued to chant. The black shadowy figure that visited him the first time returned, though his form was far more apparent than before as it circled his body. Ice began to shake slightly as he had no idea what would happen this second time, the presence far more heavy in the room than before. Then, as he reached the last of the incantations, the shadow dragon was right in front of him, a thin smile on its face as it seemed to wait for something.

Undeterred, Ice finished the last word, which ended with him roaring. That roar was cut short, though, as the shadow stuffed his incorporeal muzzle into his own. He quickly realized that it would be no mere soul exchange like before, his body frozen as the cold presence continued to slide down into his body. While there was no real substance to the shadow it felt like he was being filled regardless, the freezing sensation branching through his insides as his body struggled to take it all. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he saw the long, black tail of the entity whip about from his mouth a few times before it slid into his mouth and down his throat with the rest of it.

As the magical power of the ritual was released it blew out the candles, Ice falling to ground as he panted heavily. "Gods, what have I done." He said as he could feel the power and presence of the entity flood his body, entwining through his very essence. But as the seconds ticked on the power began to thrum with a more steady rhythm until it matched his draconic heartbeat. The charcoal lines on his body had long since disappeared, the dust falling away to reveal obsidian black lines carved just like the silver lines that had been on his scales before. Once the black power had spread evenly though his body he became accustomed to it, and as he realized just what he had gained a small smile creeped across his scaly lips.

"Yes... I see it now..." he hissed happily, laughing a little despite himself. As he breathed out he found it tinged with black vapor, a reminder of what had just happened to him. Any worrysome thoughts he had were quickly purged as he felt the icy burn of change flood his body once more, the flood of black energy pouring into his brain to help him 'accept' his new powers. As he flexed his body black spikes ripped painlessly through his skin, accompanied by bulging muscle as he grew at least another foot in height. His talons grew even bigger and sharper as well, becoming the same black as the spikes as he stood up. His cock had also turned a similar color, noting with some bemusement that it had also gained a few inches of length as he stroked it. It dripped a bit of pre as he stimulated it, the thick white fluid mixed with wisps of black that increased the potency of its corruption on others.

Ice was just about to call his loyal pets back inside to celebrate, he sensed the presence of humans through his newfound sensitivity to the layline. "I suppose I should give them some hospitality." He said with a laugh as he dug his claws into the rock, pouring his corrupted power into the magical energy around him. It delighted him to no end as he felt the very magic around him bend to his will, spreading out past the tower walls...

Meanwhile Ice's harem had gathered in front of the tower door, growling and snapping at the small group of soldiers that had come upon their territory. "You will leave the master alone!" Smoke shouted at them which such ferocity that it caused several of them to jump back slightly. "He would not appreciate any distractions to his ritual!"

"Out of my way you blighted lizard!" The Captain shouted as he drew his blade. "We know that your lot has something to do with the disappearances happening in town, and I demand answers from your 'master'! Now stand aside and let us through."

The rest of the guard looked at each other nervously as their superior officer challenged the dragons before them. Not only where they outnumbered, but none of them had even seen a dragon much less fought one before. As brave as the Captain was, he wasn't sure that such bravado would be effective on such powerful beasts.

"Captain, please listen to us!" An emerald-green scaled dragon, one of the more muscular ones, pleaded as he padded forward. "What Master is doing here is miraculous, freeing us from our frail human forms and inhibitions! I was wrong reporting those two disappearances; they had merely found our Master's embrace, just like you can!"

"How do you..." the Captain trailed off, right before his face twisted in disgust. "By the Gods! Anders, is that you? What foul magic has been worked on you?!"

Suddenly the ground shook under all their feet, the humans looking upon one another fearfully as the dragons just smiled at each other. "That would be MY magic, human." They heard as Ice walked in front of them, his entire body dripping with black vapor as he grinned evilly at them. "These dragons all belong to me now, and as you can see they are far happier for it. I would try to explain it to you, but you will see it for yourselves soon enough."

"Captain..." one of the lieutenants said as they began to back away in horror. "Perhaps we should retreat; we can't face this threat alone."

"You can try to retreat if you want." Ice replied with a fanged grin. "But these lands also belong to me now, so... good luck getting back to town."

The Captain looked once more into Ice's eyes, seeing wisps of the same black flitter across those reptilian eyes, and quickly put his sword away. "This isn't over yet, mage." He almost growled as he sheathed his sword and ordered his men to retreat. As they began to make their way through the forest once more, however, they found the meaning in the dragon's threat as the fauna around them had become black and jagged. Even the light from their torches seemed to have no effect on the shadowy landscape, and as they continued on they could feel a sense of dread building in them.

One of the guards, armor clacking slightly as he trembled with fear, became startled when a tree branch hit the ground and caused him to jump back into one of the abnormally large black leaves. "Captain!" He shouted as his body stuck to the leaf, like a fly caught on a film as he struggled to break free. Before one of the other guards could reach him a second leaf closed on top of the first, which muffled the trapped guard's tries. The others gathered around the trapped man and frantically wondered what they should do, watching as the outline began to change subtly. First the armor seemed to dissolve around the thrashing man, his male form clearly outlined as through the two leaves had suctioned together. The guard's struggles quickly ceased, until the human-sized leaf just hung there limply.

"Enough of this!" Another guard shouted as he brought up his sword to strike where the leaf connected to the tree. Before he could swing down, two thick black vines wrapped around his wrists from nowhere, which caused him to drop his sword as he was hoisted into the air. He cried out for help, but was quickly silenced as more black vines quickly wrapped around his head and body. Before long he was completely cocooned in them, his form obscured as the black pod wiggled for a few more seconds before it went still like the man in the leaf.

"Everyone move!" The Captain shouted. "Now!" The others didn't need to be told twice as they left their friends behind, running as fast as they could back to the town. Before long two more had become ensnared by vines, one of them hoisted into the hair like the first as the second tripped him to the ground and quickly crawled over his body like a blanket. Another tripped on a suddenly exposed root, and by the time he was able to look up a large, black, tulip-like flower lodged itself onto his head. The two remaining guards could only watch as they ran by as the guard's body went limp as a black substance began to ooze over his trembling body.

By the time they reached a more normal looking part of the forest it was just the Captain and a young guard fresh from the recruits, both of them panting heavily as they collapsed to the ground. "Captain... what... what... the hell just happened?" The young man asked, nearly on the brink of tears.

"Just... go find the other guards." The Captain ordered. "They should be back from their rounds by now. I need to find a way to contact the magic academy... this is their fault, they should fix it. All we can do is defend the town until then... gods help us."

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"The Master's new power is impressive indeed!" Smoke praised as Ice turned back to them, the other dragons lending their own bouts of congratulations.

"It is, isn't it?" Ice replied heartily, already sensing the changes in the guards that he had ensnared. Soon new dragons would be born from the landscape he corrupted with his magic, ones he hoped would be female. Though, the more he thought about it the more it didn't really matter much to him anymore. With his new power he could find endless amounts of pleasure from conversion, just like he felt from the writhing guards as his magic changed them. They wouldn't be complete though, and until they received one of their seed they would merely be corrupted humans.

"We must go and change the ones I've caught." Ice stated as he led them into the forest, stopping at the first human trapped within the leaves. "Saturate the ground with your seed, the forest will do the rest. You know what to do."

All the dragons smiled and laughed in celebration as they went to the others, which quickly turned into something far more lustful as they began to stroke and lick one another next to the trapped men. Ice stopped Smoke and Hunter, instead beckoning them to his side. "You were my firsts; I want to share my new powers with you."

"You're going to take us?" Hunter said happily as he quickly turned around and lifted his tail to him.

"You have honored us greatly Master." Smoke said as he did the same.

"I know." Ice replied as he took his already slickened member and pushed it into Hunter's tailhole, the olive green dragon moaning as he felt his Master's presence inside him, not only physically but mentally as well. The corrupted dragon felt a thrill of delight as he owned the dragon's body completely the second his thick member pushed inside of him, connecting to him on a level he had never felt before. As his tainted pre leaked into the dragon he could see the body in front of him begin to change, and as he mated his pet the seed continued to infiltrate into his body until streams of black smoke began to come from the panting dragon's mouth.

"Master, what do we do after this?" Smoke asked as he patiently waited for the same corruption to be bred into him. "Do we really have to leave?"

Ice laughed, both from the question and watching as drops of both dragon's seed were soaked into the ground and the outline of the man next to them began to twitch and grow into a proper dragon. "of course not, not after the energy I invested here." He said as he continued to roll his hips into the enthralled, moaning dragon beneath him. "After this... we take the town."