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It was the gentlest of spring days on the emerald hills outside of New Delta City, where three friends were relaxing as they watched the passing clouds in the sky above them.

Ceylon, a black and white striped quadruped gryphon pointed to one cloud formation and laughed. "See that one there? That's me without the stripes, I'm calling down a storm on you two for defying me!"

Ilorek and Tiel both looked up, squinting at the cloud. Ilorek, the tall brown and gold bipedal hippogryph, shook his head in protest. "Naw, you look like you're cowering from me as I bring my hammer down on ya."

"Or me, charging at him with my massive sword!" Tiel, the black and white dragon offered as he brushed his white hair off to the side. "Double entendre!"

"Not a chance, Tiel. You're like a little bug compared to me, I'd only be afraid of you if you were swinging around plague-infested rats." Ceylon laughed. It was true, too. Ceylon was a very large specimen of gryphon, taller than even the world's tallest horse and about 10 meters in length once the tail was factored in. His wingspan was almost as wide as he was long, so he was by no means a small gryphon. Tiel, on the other hand, was a very small specimen of his species. While most dragons were as large or larger than Ceylon and were quadruped, Tiel was barely larger than an average human and was a rare bipedal dragon.

"What if the sword was really sharp?" Tiel asked. "Like razor sharp?"

Ilorek patted Tiel on his head, the hippogryph's talon almost as big as Tiel's entire skull. "You know as well as I do that all it would take is one errant swing of his talon and you'd be a kingdom over, ne'er to be seen again!"

Tiel huffed, crossing his arms across his chest. "I don't want to play this game anymore, it's not fun when you guys are always so damn much more powerful than I am."

Ceylon smiled and gaped his beak open, letting his tongue flop out to the side. "Oh come on, you know we just play around. Just keep at it and one day you'll be able to move mountains, too."

"You keep saying that but no matter how much I try I can barely conjure the simplest of flames, let alone move mountains. I'll never be able to transform my body like you." Transformation was considered the rarest and most difficult of all the magical classes to use, let alone master. Ceylon had accidentally created transformational magic himself and was the single best there was at it, yet he still hadn't learned how to apply it to others, something Tiel had begged him to do for years.

Ceylon shrugged then started to squirm on the grass, trying to position a rock beneath him to scratch his back, ignoring Tiel's whining.

Ilorek got up and leaned over on one hand. "Actually, we've been meaning to talk to you about that. We think we may be able to help you."

Tiel's eyes lit up in excitement, a hint of reserve keeping them from getting to happy. "Help me? How?"

Ceylon continued to scratch his back for a moment before rolling to his feet, shaking the errant blades of grass from his fur and the feathers of his wings. "Well, it's complicated."

"How complicated? I don't have to sacrifice a chicken, do I?" he giggled.

Ceylon, on the other hand was not amused. Tiel knew that Ceylon was often called a chicken as a joke and that he hated it, but he'd make offhand jokes from time to time. The much larger gryphon often would chastise him or intimidate him in an effort to discourage such jests, but it never went over well. "Fine, if you're gonna make jokes, maybe we'll just let you figure it out on your own." Ceylon snorted.

"Hey, no!" Tiel whined. "Don't be like that!"

"Aw, come on Cey, he was just joking." Ilorek protested. "I want to do this for him!"

Ceylon let out a chuckle. "'Rek, you know damn well I'm not gonna bail on you on this one. We put too much thought into it."

"Tell meeeee!" Tiel continued to whine. "What are you gonna do?"

Ceylon and Ilorek looked one another in the eyes for a moment before Ceylon spoke. "Okay, you've been whining to use forever about how you don't wanna be a dragon anymore, how you want to be a gryphon, right?"

"Yeah, uh huh, but you said you couldn't do it because transformational magic didn't work that way."

He nodded. "Well, Ilorek and I have been thinking about it a lot, trying to figure out how to make it work and we think we've come up with a solution."

Tiel's mind started to race as he looked to Ilorek and back to Ceylon. "Well? How are you gonna do it? You always told me you couldn't do it because 'to transform another, contact must be made with the part of the body being transformed'." he said the quote in Ceylon's voice and accent. "Which is why you could give me feathers here or there, but not all over, and the effect never lasted."

Ceylon nodded solemnly, trying to hold back a grin. "Well, that part's not too hard, we figured out a way to make it so our bodies were...enveloping you all at once. It was trying to do so without accidentally killing you that was an issue."

"Killing me?" Tiel squeaked.

Ilorek said, "Yes, killing you. See, the procedure we theorized would basically mean smothering you, which could mean in death if we're not careful."

"Well, I don't want to die."

"You'd be reborn with all your same memories, just a new body." Ceylon assured him, leaning in to nuzzle the dragon with his beak.

"I...just want to be like you, all feathery and majestic, I don't want to die! Maybe you can rethink this and find another solution?" He gulped and shrunk down, shaking nervously. "I...don't wanna die."

But Ceylon wasn't giving up, he leaned into Tiel and pushed him onto his tail, keeping him down with his beak. Their eyes locked for a moment as Ceylon focused his hawklike stare on Tiel's scared face. "I would never, ever kill you. You know that." He backed off a bit. "What we have in mind is....probably the most intimate thing you will have ever experienced, and we all know how intimate you can get."

Ilorek chuckled at that comment. The three of them had enjoyed many truly wonderful moments in the past, so they were all familiar with what the other liked and how to persuade one another to do what they wanted.

"Intimate, you say?" Tiel pushed Ceylon's beak to the side and slowly got to his knees. " What do you have in mind?"

Ceylon stepped back and looked up at Ilorek, who nodded in agreement. "Just go with it." Ceylon instructed. "Ilorek will help you through the first part of the procedure.

Tiel turned and looked at Ilorek, who was standing tall behind him. His equine sheathe hovering just above Tiel's head. "You're...not gonna explain it to me?" he asked meekly.

Ilorek shook his head gently. "No, it'll ruin the surprise, and trust me, you'll love this surprise." The massive hippogryph stepped forward and his hips into Tiel, his massive orbs dangling and slapping The smaller dragon in the chin. "You know what to do."

Tiel most certainly knew what to do, or at least he thought he did. Usually Ilorek was more gentle and less pushy when asking for oral service, but Tiel was certainly enjoying Ilorek's more dominant side. It was something he rarely saw but always felt it led to enjoyable things, so he played along.

"Like this?" he whispered as he leaned into Ilorek's crotch, using one hand to cradle the balls that hung at eye level and the other to reach between the hippogryph's equine thighs to tickle at his rump; Ilorek in turn lifted his tail high to give the freedom he needed. With the pucker exposed, Tiel happily pressed down on it, rubbing in circles and smacking gently with one finger until he felt the first hints of moistness moistening up his digit. He let out a contented hiss as he leaned in futher, nuzzling at Ilorek's sack and thighs. Every warm exhalation from the relatively petite dragon caused Ilorek's muscles to tense up, sending a tingle up his spine that raised his tail even higher.

"Yes, you know just what to do, my little Tiel draggy." Ilorek hissed as he reached down with one of his massive claws to force Tiel's head deep into his wrinkled sheathe. He could feel the dragon's muzzle parting what bits of sheathe he had, and the first bit of the dragon's head began to disappear between Ilorek's legs.

Tiel enjoyed every second of this, and happily nuzzled into the sheathe, taking in deep breaths to inhale as much of the hippogryph's equine musk as he could. He'd smelled this powerful aroma before, and he could never get enough of it; it had all the sweet earthiness of most equines, but also had a slight bitterness of the avians that Tiel worshipped. The gentle bitterness was a burning after-scent to an already powerful musk that always made the little dragon explode with excitement and this day was no exception; this just made him nuzzle deeper, using every bit of his musculature to pulse his upper body in waves as he rubbed his maw up against that velvety sheathe and ball sack.

Ilorek was somewhat surprised at Tiel's sudden vigor, and couldn't hold back his own excitement much longer. He felt his nethers tingle as his member began to emerge from his fleshy pouch, pushing back the dragon's eager muzzle.

"That's what I want." The dragon churred as he opened his maw ever so gently, letting his forked tongue probe at the emerging member, waiting patiently for the flesh to unfold and expose that wonderfully textured glans that Ilorek was so proud of. He also continued to gently press and rub at the hippogryph's pucker, spreading every bit of natural moisture all over the hole and between the cheeks of his equine rump.

Meanwhile, Ceylon stayed back, watching intently as two of his best friends had their fun together. The gryphon would have been jealous it not for the fact that he would be the focus of act two and three of this little procedure.

He could wait.

Ilorek let out a gentle coo as his cock tip finally emerged from the bulging flesh, the dragon's tongue brushing over the many barbs that adorned it. Those barbs were particularly sensitive and once they were exposed it usually wasn't too long before Ilorek released. But not today. Ilorek had to do what he could to hold off because he needed to keep as much of his seed inside himself as he could. He had use for it.

Tiel continued to lap eagerly at every inch of the hippogryph's massive cock, slobbering all over it just so he had an excuse to lick it back up again. He would lick up one side of the shaft, tease at the head, then lick down the other side, finishing off with a gentle nuzzle, tickling the massive orbs that hung before him. He loved those balls, he had the most wonderful time fondling them, rubbing them, nuzzling them, or tickling them with his tongue. Hanging orbs like that were amongst his favorite things to play with, and Ilorek loved having his fondled.

After only a few moments of nuzzling and licking, Ilorek's massive member was fully erect, 16 inches long and 4 inches wide at the base. With Tiel having to reach up and pull the cock down, he quickly retracted his hands from the hippogryph's rump and used them both to aim that massive shaft downward at his muzzle. There was no slick, slimy precum yet, but he wanted to suck it all out like he was having a drink once it did start flowing. Ilorek was known for spewing many, many litres of fluid when he played. It was one of the many benefits of knowing how to alter your body and its functions to suit your hyper-horny whims.

The hippogryh's gryphonic knot had not yet formed, so Tiel was happily stroking up and down the end half of his shaft, nuzzling at the head and tickling each and every one of Ilorek's barbs, going from one action to another to keep the girthy rod of flesh excited.

"Are you ready?" Ilorek grunted in between instinctual hip thrusts.

Tiel nodded meekly as he swept his tongue in a circular motion around the cock tip, moistening up the entire head, with little pools of saliva gathering around the rim of his protruding urethral opening.

"Good..." Ilorek took one hand and wrapped it around his dick, the other to grab Tiel by the hair and roughly press his muzzle against the engorged glans. He used all his strength to keep his member straight and angled right while also pressing the dragon's pointed muzzle against it.

"Mrf!" Tiel mumbled in surprise as he started to flail about.

"Ssshhh, what did we say?" Ceylon assured as he stepped forward, placing a hand on Tiel's shoulder. "Go with it, I promise it'll be fine!"

The dragon seemed to calm down but his eyes were still wide with shock as Ilorek released him, letting him refocus himself.

"Not enough lube." Ilorek commented as he began to gently stroke himself, using both hands on different parts of his length, pumping in unison. "Don't be shy Tiel, keep at it, you gotta work at this too."

Obediently, the small dragon leaned forward and opened his maw, letting the head rest on his tongue, which he then began to pulsate in waves, pressing Iloreks shaft against the roof of his mouth. The hippogryph's reaction was almost instantaneous, as Tiel could taste and feel a thick gooey stream of sweet-tasting fluid slide down his throat. He gave the cock a gentle suck to get as much of that precum as he could before swallowing it greedily.

Ilorek had plans for that fluid, though, so he pulled out of the eager dragon's maw and started rubbing his dick all over Tiel's scaled muzzle, getting every inch of his face from his eyes forward covered in a layer of thick, viscous goo.

It finally clicked in Tiel's mind was was happening, so he let out a happy chirp and leaned forward , pressing his nose into the hippogryph's cock tip, pushing as hard as he could, nuzzling gently as he tried out every angle he could.

"Good." Ilorek moaned as he released himself, letting Tiel do the work. The smaller dragon was a quick study, and within seconds he was nuzzling and applying pressure in every combo he could, trying to bury that muzzle in the hippogryph's massive member. He would open his mouth ever so gently to lick at the urethral opening which was dripping a steady flow of the thick fluid that covered the dragon's muzzle, using his tongue to apply it to his lips.

The two of them enjoyed thrusting and nuzzling against one another, Tiel occasionally licking at that cock to disperse the fluids that lubricated the majority of his head. The hippogryph closed his eyes and concentrated, a flow of transformational magic trickling down his body and converging in his glans, making the flesh more elastic and malleable. Almost instantly the little dragon's muzzle broke through as the urethral opening opened up and wrapped itself around the first few inches of his muzzle.

Tiel let out a combination of a surprised 'merf' and the beginngins of a contented purr as he felt his muzzle stretch that cock flesh wide. He'd fingered Ilorek's urethral opening before, regularly inserted his dick in there and even fisted it a few times in the past but had never put any other extremity of his inside it, but he loved this. He closed his eyes and focused on the sensation of the tender cock flesh wrapped around him like a muzzle for dogs. He rotated his head side to side as he pressed inward, trying to get the best and least resistant angle to bury his face deeper. He pulled out an inch or two to get a bit of a ramming motion going, thrusting his face in and out over and over again like he was giving head, each thrust pressing his muzzle another inch deeper, forcing the cockhole to stretch just a little bit wider.

He continued this for a while longer, pushing in deep and revelling at the stretched flesh that was sucking as his muzzle before roughly pulling out, leaving only the tip still buried so he could forcefully push it in again, this time deeper. He shivered in delight as every scale on his face disappeared into the hippogryph's eager hole, relishing every sensation even though the thick layer of goo made sliding in and out almost frictionless. He opened his eyes and saw the massive flare blotting out his vision, so he happily closed his eyes and pulled out once again and prepared himself.

With a sudden lurch, Tiel dug one of his claws in the dirt and pushed forward as hard as he could, Ilorek took the hint and pushed back, grrabbing at the dragon;s head and ramming it in with all his might. There was a powerful, almost painful sensation as the thickest part of Tiel's head burst past the tight ring of the glans. The cock seemed to suck on Tiel's entire head down to the shoulders, forcing Ilorek to grunt as his knees got weak. He opened his own eyes and looked down at his cock which was distended and stretched into the shape of the dragon's sleek head. There were bits of the dragon's hair poking out of the end, draped over his neck as he continued to push and nuzzle, rolling his head in every angle he could to push in deeper.

Tiel's mind was an explosive mess of sensation, he was ecstatic about what was going to happen, focused on the feelings of the tight flesh wrapped around his head sucking ever so gently with every contraction, and a part of his mind was wondering why he wasn't choking or suffocating from lack of air; that didn't matter to him; he was getting what he wanted, or at least he hoped. He reached up with both hands to press against the sides of the cock that was enveloping his entire head and neck, and couldn't help but get excited at the fact that every time he poked at the tender flesh, he felt the muscles contract and slide along his face, a feeling that pleased him greatly.

He had been trying desperately to keep his own member flaccid, but he couldn't hold back any more. As he pushed, pulled, tugged, and nuzzled inside that massive cock, he felt his dick grow immensely; he may have been much smaller than Ilorek, but his member was even longer and just as thick. Well, just as thick before it was stretched wide by Tiel's own dragon head. Idly, he reached down and started stroking at himself with long, loving pumps as Ilorek leaned down on Tiel, trying to get more of the dragon inside him.

Ceylon watched intently as the opening of the hippogryph's member continued to suck in more of Tiel, more of the dragon slipping in before stopping at his shoulders. There was no way that hole would gape any wider to get those shoulders in, even with Tiel's arms down and wrapped around his own genitals,streamlining the procedure. The gryphon got an idea and leaned in to help the two of them by wrapping his paws around the flare of Ilorek's cock, concentrating heavily on helping to alter the flesh's properties so it could gape open and suck the rest of the eager prey inside.

The two of them breathed in unison as they wrapped their hands completely around the length of his shaft. They were both surprised to see how easily it worked, as the flesh seemed to take on a life of its own, stretching and flexing outward, oozing it's way down and around Tiel's shoulders before tensing and retracing back, sucking in a bit more of the dragon every few seconds. The flesh would reach out, grab onto the scales then pull back to where it needed to be, like a snake's jaws pulling in prey. One bit at a time the hippogryph's cock would reach out and tug on Tiel's body, and after a minute or so of the flare widening out and his depths eagerly sucking on the dragon's head, the cock was completely wrapped around the shoulders and could easily take the rest.

Tiel couldn't be happier, as he could feel his muzzle pushing in deeper and the flesh start to loosen up around him. He was emerging into Ilorek's sack, able to nuzzle it from within. He let out a chuckle inside as he dug his claws into the dirt, pushing gently. His forepaws were still on his member, stroking slowly in time with his pushes.

Back and forth the two rocked, the dragon leaning forward then relaxing in unison with the hippogryph's own thrusts as the stretchy cock flesh stretched wide, beads of precum and various other fluids dripping down Tiel's back, preparing him for his voyage.

"Come on, we can do this 'Rek." Ceylon cooed, his hands still wrapped around the head of the hippogryph's massive flare, helping by lending it more elasticity than normal. "Keep pushing and he'll be in you."

The stretched flesh continued to inch down Tiel's body, every rocking thrust sucking back just a little bit more of Tiel, who was ever so eager to help by leaning his weight into the cock. Ceylon watched happily as the stretched cock seemed to grow longer and thicker, forcing itself down Tiel's body.

All three were rocking, thrusting, and groaning in unison (though Tiel's moans were muted by the flesh of the hippogryph's sack), and with one sudden, strong push, Ilorek fell foward, his distended cock hole seeming to lurch past Tiel's entire upper body to the point where only his hands and everything from the hips down were hanging out.

Ilorek looked down at his inflated ball sack, and could clearly see the outline of Tiel's head and upper body pressed out from within. His muzzle was curled up in a smile and there was a little ridge coming out that must have been his tongue.

"See? No problem." Ceylon assured. "Now let me help out."

Ilorek nodded as Ceylon reached under Tiel's tail to grab a hold. Tiel flinched a bit at the sudden strong claws that grabbed him but relaxed when he realized it was Ceylon. The gryphon looked Ilorek in the eyes and lifted the partially swallowed dragon up high, tail in the air and face pointing down. Ilorek wrapped his hands around his shaft for support and relaxed as best he could.

Almost immediately, Tiel's scaled body began to slowly slide down that tight fleshy passageway, his head and upper body filling up the malleable ballsack below as he curled up. The flare wrapped around his hips and stated to slurp back his tail before Tiel's hands disappeared inside, making his own rather large endowment slapping against the outside of the flesh that was wrapped around his body. Tiel tensed up his crotch a few times to slap himself on the belly with his member, enjoying the sensation of his own member pressing the flesh of Ilorek against his own belly. It was an odd but fully enjoyable sensation.

He continued to slide down, the flesh of the cock tip catching on the un-lubed portions of Tiel's body for only a moment before the hippogryph's own fluids moistened up each and every scale and allowed them to slip past the opening and into his sack with ease. As he slid down slowly, his member was pressed downwards so that 4 of his limbs were sticking out, his legs, tail, and member. The small pockets of air and free space in between combined with the sucking pressure that Ilorek's muscles were exerting on the dragon meant a sudden rush of air whooshed into the hippogryph's nethers, gaping him open and letting Tiel fall slickly inside with a wet squelch.

The small dragon had to curl his body up as the last of his extremities slid past Ilorek's gaping cock, allowing him to comfortably curl up in the fetal position within. With his passing through, there was a sudden whooshing of air emitting from within Ilorek's sack, pushing out and making an odd 'frrrrrt' sound that reverberated through his length.

Both Ilorek and Ceylon burst out in laughter as the hippogryph's sack lay on the ground, stretched and bloated with the figure of a small anthro dragon resting within. "Well, onto part two I guess." Ilorek chuckled as he tried to calm down from the humorous passing of air.

"What's the next step?" Tiel wondered from inside as he tried to squirm around, getting as comfortable as he could. Neither Ceylon nor Ilorek could hear him, but his thoughts were easily broadcast and were picked up by both of the avians.

"We gotta deconstruct you." Ceylon said as he leaned up to the massive meter-wide ball sack which held Tiel. "Then we can reconstruct you."

They could see Tiel's head nod in acceptance, pressing out on Ilorek's flesh.

"Good, onto phase two." Ceylon said.

Instantly, Ilorek closed his eyes and concentrated on the transformation within him. Instantly Tiel could feel himself slowly succumbing to an odd drowsiness where he seemed to lapse into unconsciousness while still able to feel every little sensation as he sloshed around inside Ilorek. But he had to doubletake on that thought. Wait, sloshed around? He thought to himself. I shouldn't be making any sloshing sounds. But sure enough, as he tried to raise his hand to press it against his face, he only made an odd noise akin to the wet sloppy sounds of fucking a worn, cum-filled hole. He tried to press his hand against his own face, fighting against the tight flesh that encompassed him, but all he felt was a peculiar gelatin squishing against himself, almost seeming to go through his head. It was like he was being transformed into a thick, gelatinous wad of cum!

The more he tried to move, the more surreal he felt. His arms felt like they were incredibly long and wrapped around his body twice, he couldn't feel his tail at all, and his legs were above his head. He tried to push out against the sack that held him, but when he did his limbs just curled up and redirected themselves His entire body felt hypersensitive and tingly, like everywhere but his head had fallen asleep and were in the process of waking up, but it didn't hurt nor was it unpleasant. As his state of mind dimmed, his concern dropped and was replaced by a sort of nirvana.

Outside the fleshy sack, Ilorek and Ceylon were watching as Tiel's features started to melt and dissolve as he was turned into a sentient fluid within Ilorek. Ceylon nodded in approval of Ilorek's fine work and let out a whistle. "Great job, onto part three?"

Ilorek nodded as he patted at his massive bulge hanging between his legs, delighting in the sensation of the fluid inside sloshing around. He rocked back and forth a few times to continue to make the thick gooey fluid slosh around. It was rather entertaining.

"Come on Ilorek, let's do the next bit." Ceylon urged as he turned around, aiming his rump at the still fully-erect Hippogryph's mostly equine member. The gryphon's fleshy slit began to pulsate and shift around, changing from a traditional male slit to a more endowed, puffy lipped set of vulva. In only a few seconds of gentle, muted gurgling, Ceylon had altered his physique to become female, as he was known to do.

She, being the newly formed Ceylon, backed up slowly and rubbed her rump against Ilorek's massive member, now easily twice as long and four times as thick as it was originally; thanks to the elastic transformation magic, a considerable amount of blood was able to fill the much more elastic flesh, meaning it was able to inflate to many times it's normal size. Ceylon had to concentrate a little harder on offering her own endowments a bit more elasticity to keep up. "Well don't be shy." she urged as she rubbed the soft flesh under her tail against Ilorek's barbed tip.

Ilorek couldn't move an inch due to the bulging sack that hung between his legs, so he used his hand to press down on his shaft and rub it up and down between Ceylon's puffy, already moist vulva. He could see little slits of her velvety, cherry pink canal expose itself as he ran his head through her slit. He tried to keep himself under control but it was hard with her fleshy vulva tickling at his barbs.

Without pausing, he used one hand to aim himself and the other to get a good grip at the base of Ceylon's tail. With a solid grip on both himself and his gryph-mare partner, he roughly tugged on the tail while thrusting his hips forward as far he he could, careful to not squish or harm the massive sack between their legs. One great heave and almost his entire length was buried in Ceylon's moist, tender depths as she gave a loud moan. He looked down to get a look at the damage he'd done to see her lips stretched as far and wide around his girth as his member had been stretched around Tiel. He relished the image and, with his hand still wrapped around her thick tail, continued to thrust in and out, a wet squelch accompanying every movement.

Ceylon found herself to be enjoying herself a lot more than she expected. While her own elasticity rivalled that of Ilorek's, she still felt more than pleasantly stuffed as the massively endowed hippogryph plowed her. All 32 inches deep and too wide around to contemplate, it was like he'd stuffed 4 fists inside her at once. It was like she was giving birth in reverse, which is exactly what she had in mind. She looked back at Ilorek with a partially gaped beak, her tongue hanging out and a hint of neediness in her eyes.

He knew she wanted it, so he grabbed her tail with both hands and started almost violently raping her swollen, moist canal. Every single thrust was heaven, he could feel her velvety depths hugging on his every inch in spite of the copious amounts of fluids and lubrication both were creating. His dick was just too big, and with every pull out, he could feel the cherry-pink slit start to push out while still wrapped around him. He could feel her tense up, winking every time he pushed in and a powerful suction every time he tried to pull out, and it made him go wild. While he was originally planning on extending his time with her, he could feel his knot beginning to swell, indicating they were almost done here.

But she wasn't ready to let him off easy. Knowing that his knot was growing firmer, she began to pull off and push back in time with him, making sure he got the deepest thrusts. She could feel his barbs pushing out, tickling her insides and tugging on them with every movement. She loved it but she also knew that they needed to hurry up if she was to ensure Tiel's safety. Without warning, she pushed back and clamped down as hard as she could, wrapping her pussy lips around the base of Ilorek's emerging knot. She winked her vulva a few times to keep the sensation of thrusting going, but he was stuck.

Ilorek couldn't move even though his knot was still just forming. He tried to pull out and enjoy more thrusts before locking in, but her tight walls weren't allowing it; he was tied and he could feel himself growing even larger inside, his knot bulging out twice as thick as it was before. He couldn't move an inch, he couldn't thrust in any deeper or pull out, but he could feel her moist lips rubbing against the base of his member, rubbing against his velvety flesh and moistening more of him up as she winked.

"Well? Don't keep me waiting 'Rek." Ceylon cooed as she laid down, her rump in the air and chest on the ground to ensure all of Tiel pooled up inside her rather than trying to escape. Gravity was their friend.

"Rrrf, fine." Ilorek grunted, relaxing and letting himself go. His cock tensed up and released, rhythmically ejaculating stream after stream of fluid into Ceylon's womb, moistening it up and helping to warm her for his deposit.

With a strong lurch, the huge mass of fluid began to bubble up and creep its way out of Ilorek, past his fully inflated knot, down his shaft, and out the opening into the warm, cavernous depths of Ceylon's womb. She loved the sensation of the thick goo filling her up. This wasn't just any cum though, this was Tiel in goo form, so it couldn't separate from itself, it had to be pushed into Ceylon all at once in one massive burst.

Tiel could still feel everything, but it was an odd sensation being stretched out as part of him was pushed through the tight canal that was Ilorek's cock and into the open cavern that was Ceylon's womb all at once. Everything seemed to last forever, the first bulge of himself eeking forward, slithering through the canal and bursting out the tip, the rest of him following suit, the sack that held him compressing and constricting on him, forcing him forward.

As the dragon was slowly passed from the massive sack, through Ilorek'c cock and into Ceylon's womb, The hippogryph that was passing him clenched up and moaned, every lurch forward from within causing a blast of pleasure to shoot through his nethers. He could feel the muscles in his member tense up and force more of the goo forward, his knot and flare inflating and deflating with every burst of pleasure.

The Gryphon's nethers were just as excited, as every tensing of the cock forced her pussy to instinctively wink, rubbing the sides of her vulva against the base of his knot. It was a constant cycle of pleasure, Ilorek tensing up, his cock shifting ever so gently inside as she tensed herself in response; every contraction of flesh pushed out more of the mass of goo that was Tiel.

Right as the goo got halfway transferred into Ceylon's womb, the rest seemed to pull itself together, sucking the last bit out of Ilorek's sack, leaving him with an empty feeling.

"Uuuuungh!" he groaned as Tiel finally left him in one massive lurch.

Ceylon moaned as well, feeling the weight of Tiel inside of her, giving her a nice round belly that looked as though she was gravid with a clutch of eggs. "Come on, get out now, let's finish this for Tiel."

Ilorek snapped out of his daze and looked at her earnestly. "Uh, I can't."

"Why the hell not?" Ceylon snapped.

"The knot....it's stuck in there." He thrusted and tugged a bit, demonstrating that his massive member wasn't going anywhere.

She growled. "Not happening." She closed her eyes and took in a few deep breaths. A gentle grinding sound was heard and even felt on Ilorek's knot as she re-adjusted her hip bones to let him out. She placed one leg on Ilorek's thigh and pushed, his cock popping out and spraying bits of fluid everywhere as it flopped around.

"OW!" he complained, nursing his slime-covered cock. "that kinda hurt!"

"Suck it up, you could have used your magic to shrink it if you wanted."

"But....but it was warm and cozy in you." Ilorek whined.

"It's not about what we want, 'Rek. We can have fun later if you're still in the mood, we gotta get Tiel back in solid form."

Ilorek hung his head a bit and laid back, his massive member resting on his chest, the fluids gumming up the feathers and fur as it slowly shrank back to regular size, the fluids seeming to fall off him and pool together, given the lack of surface area it had to cling to. Before long, his cock was not only back to normal size, but beginning to go flaccid and return to its wrinkled sheathe.

The gryphon was still standing on all fours, her hind end in the air and chest on the ground as her pussy hung open. The black flesh and pink canal gaped open wide enough you could likely get a fist in and not touch any sides, had Ilorek glanced inside he could have seen the mass of white goo that he'd left inside her womb, but her cervix was closing down, trapping it inside.

This was a whole other sensation to Tiel. It was similar to being inside Ilorek's sack, curled up and comfortable, but this time he was surrounded by much thicker flesh. It was warmer, it was comfier and cozier. It was more like home.

But Ceylon could feel his conscious mind beginning to fade inside. She knew she had to do what she could to bring him back ASAP. She rolled onto her side and clenched herself shut as best she could, but didn't magically regain her tightness. Tiel would be out soon and she needed to make passing him back into the world easy and not restrictive.

She could feel his features slowly form inside her, arms beginning to press out at the inner walls of her womb, his feathers tickling inside and his beak poking at the inside of her cervix. Only a few moments of glorious sloshing around before he became a fully formed hippogryphon inside her.

"Are you ready?" she asked, telepathically communicating directly with Tiel.

His response was particularly cryptic. "I....it's time to be, I want if....comfortablewarm, home is where I wanna am, is, wanna cuddle?"

Ceylon knew it was time. She took in a deep breath and manually contracted on her belly, clenching up her womb and loosening up her vaginal canal to let Tiel out. She could feel his beak pressing out from her tight cervix and emerging into her canal, slipping through and emerging into the relatively cool air of the evening. Instantly feeling this new air, he tried to curl back up and pull himself back into her womb, but the pressure she was exerting was not letting that happen.

Bit by bit, more of Tiel's new body emerged from her moist, puffy lips. First with the beak, then the feathers and neck, once the shoulders breached her opening, the rest came out in a glorious wave of goo, feathers, and an oddly still fully erect equine cock that rest between Tiel's legs as he tried to curl up into the fetal position, retaining as much warmth as he could.

"C-c-c-cold." he stuttered.

Ceylon scuttled over and leaned up close to him, holding a wing over him, transferring some of her heat to him as she began to lick as much of the fluids off as she could. She started with his neck, then back and shoulders, ruffling up his feathers and applying her own fire to dry him off as she licked off every inch of goo that was still on him. She made her way down past his feathers and into his fur, she even took a moment to lick off every inch of his member, which was finally beginning to retreat into his own sheathe.

"There we go, all done dear." She cooed at him, her wing still wrapped around him, keeping him warm.

Slowly, Tiel opened his eyes and rubbed the muck that had been keeping them closed while inside. As he caught a glimpse of his own hands, he chirped in shock. His arms were a different color and texture than what he was used to, and it was much less of a challenge to blot out his muzzle to see, as he now had a beak rather than an elongated muzzle.

"Oh my...thank you so much!" he declared as he turned around and began excited licking at Ceylon's face, something he never used to do but found himself instinctively doing.

Ceylon only nodded approval rather than telling him 'you're welcome.' Tiel's body language told her that he knew precisely what she was thinking.

Tiel hastily pushed her wing off him and jumped up, patting down his chest and looking all over his body. He turned to look at his tail, glanced at his crotch, and even inspected his new legs. The one thing that really stood out to him was that he'd acquired a set of 4 stripes on each of is rump cheeks. "Hey, that pattern wasn't there before!"

Ceylon tried to hide her smile. "I wanted to put a bit of myself in you. I hope you don't mind."

"Mind? How could I mind?!" he exclaimed, still patting over his body. "And this dick! Man, it's even bigger than before! I take it that was your doing, Ilorek?"

The lazy hippogryph was still lying on his back a few meters away, deflated balls all wrinkled and cock hiding in his sheathe. He just offered single thumbs up and grunted as his hand flopped back down onto his side.

"Thank you thank you both!" Tiel laughed. "I'm a hippogryphon now! Part hippogryph, part gryphon! Just a bit of horse, the cock is nice, but..."

Ceylon cut him off. "We know, dear. Now...come here and gimme a hug." she got up onto all fours and plopped her rump down, raising one forepaw to invite Tiel over.

He didn't hesitate, he leaned into her hug and wrappes his avian arms around her neck as she patted him on his wingless back.

"You will forever be known from this day forward as Tielgryph, and you will be one of us."