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Mare's Tails and Dragon Scales by: Theo Winters

Part 1

Written for Stormfront

Alan moved quickly through the short grass, the thin sliver of moon providing just enough to see by as he reached the old wooden fence. He held himself there, pressing his belly on the ground as he listened for the sound of anyone who might be coming by, but there was nothing. He looked up, peaking between the wooden beams and into the wide open field. He could just make out the barn in the distance. The only light was on the farm house which was safely away from the barn. No one would see him; it was perfect.

With a smile he squeezed though the small gap under the fence, it was a tight fit, but with a little work he was able to push his way through. Keeping himself low he started running across the field, his bag bouncing off his hip with each step he took. He had been planning this little adventure for months, scouting out all the farms in the area until he found one isolated enough to suit his needs. True, everyone seemed to be a bit worried about the place, but he didn't care, it kept away the prying eyes.

The young man moved through the field, making sure to step around any mess that might have been in his way. The distant barn got closer as he run, the smile on his face growing wider. The anticipation was almost too much for him to bear. He had been fantasizing about this moments for months. The idea had burnt into his mind, filling most of his evening hours and fuelling his regular masturbation, and now it was finally going to come true!

He ran up to the wall of the barn, pressing his back firmly against it. He could just hear the sound of the horses through the wall, in the silence of the night it seemed to be loudest sound in the world. He held his breath, letting his racing heart slow down as he composed himself. When he was ready, Alan moved slowly around the barn, making sure to keep it between him and the farm house, until he found a small door in the back. It was closed with a simple wooden latch that only took a moment to pull open. He slipped inside the dark barn, closing the door behind him.

He could hear the horses shuffling around in their stalls, not quite sure what to make of this stranger among them, but there was no light to see by. He reached into the small bag and pulled out a camping lamp, flicking the light on. He kept it dialed down to the dimmest of settings, sending thin blue light over everything and casting sharp shadows on the wooden walls.

The barn was like any other barn, one side was lined with a dozen stalls, the other filled with tack and equipment. Most of the stalls were occupied by large horses, each one looking at him with their dark eyes. He suspected they were waiting for him to bring them food, but that wasn't his plan, not tonight.

Slowly Alan walked along the stalls, looking over the horses as he went. They were all Percherons, large draft horses that towered over him. The majority of them where light grey, which looked bluish in the light of the lamp, but one of them was dark black. The only color on the horse was a white streak across the forehead, covering one eye. He leaned over the stall, looking back along the horse's flanks, smiling when he saw that it was not just male, but fully intact.

"Well, aren't you a beautiful stallion," he whispered, reaching out to stroke his hand along the side of his muzzle. He had never touched a horse before and was surprised at how course his fur was. The horse nickered and nuzzled at his hand, his ears flicking back into his short cut mane. He skittered slightly in the stall, almost like he knew what was coming.

Alan leaned forward and pressed his forehead against the horses snout, looking into his black eyes for a few moments, then slowly leaned back and kissed him right on the white streak. "We are going to have fun together."

Taking a step back he smiled at the horse then set the lamp down on the dirt floor. Quickly the young man worked off his clothing: kicking away his shoes, throwing his shirt to the ground which was followed by his pants. It left him in just his socks and briefs, his shaft tenting out the white fabric. Picking up his small bag he pulled out a thin blanket and tucked it under his arm, then picking up the lamp he moved to the stall door. The stallion had been watching every move he made with a curious eye, his head cocked slightly to one side and his tail swaying. Carefully Alan pulled open the latch on the stall door, bracing his foot against it just in case the stallion tried to force it open, but the horse was too well trained for that. He let the door drift back just enough that he could squeeze through it and close it behind him.

He moved up to the stallion, stroking his hand along the animal's flank, feeling the muscles twitching under his touch. He bent down, setting the lamp on the ground by the stall door and spreading the blanket out under the horse's legs, being careful of the stallion's large hooves.

The horse seemed to have a good idea what was going to happen, his shaft began sliding free of his sheath, dropping until it dangling almost to the ground. The skin was mostly grey, but the fat head was pitch black and wider then Alan had expected.

He smiled as he took it all in. The shaft was almost two feet long and as thick as his arm. It was everything he imagined a real horse's cock would be like. The pictures hadn't done them justice. It was an amazing sight, hanging in front of him, swaying as the horse shifted from side to side. Slowly he sat down on the blanket and reached out with shaking hands to touch the shaft.

"Amazing," Alan said as he stroked his hands along the length of the member, feeling it starting to twitch and swell in response. Leaning in he kissed it, tasting the flesh. It was salty and heavy with the equine's bitter musk. It filled his mouth and his nose, making his head swim.

The young man kissed again at the shaft, starting to lick at it as it began to rise, growing larger with each passing moment and starting to sway with the animal's pulse. Alan had to shift himself again as it rose higher, finally slapping at the stallion's wide belly.

Licking his lips, he leaned back under the horse, smiling at the huge penis. Lifting his ass he pushed his briefs down his legs and threw them to the back of the stall, his own penis rock hard. He was big himself, a good seven and a half inches, but under such a powerful male he felt like he had nothing at all.

Alan leaned up, kissing the thick head of the cock. He stroked his hands along the length of it, feeling the tight skin under his fingers. He started to lick around the rough skin of the head, teasing his tongue into the slit, tasting the first few drops of the stallion's pre. It sent a shiver down his body, making him smile around the head.

He continued to lick at the fat head, running his hands up the length of it and squeezing at the shaft. Above him the horse whickered in pleasure, his front hooves pawing at the ground as his tail swept from side to side. The big male seemed to be enjoying himself, lowering his head down to look at the man that was so busy pleasing him.

The young man reached back to stroke at the horse's sheath, letting his hands play further back to rub and tease at the heavy balls, feeling the large orbs roll in the leather skin of his scrotum. They were covered with a thin layer of fur that was rough against his hands. Above him the stallion let out a low whinny, his tail flicking faster as he played with the large balls. The head was pulsing in pleasure, the salty precum flowing faster, starting to dribble down over the skin of Alan's face.

"God, you're so huge," he said, kissing the shaft again, lapping his tongue over the round head before moving on. Slowly he started to lick around the underside of the head, tasting the strong musk held next to the skin. He took a few moments to lick all around the base of the flared head before starting to lick and kiss his way down the length of the hard cock.

He started to tease his hands along the shaft as he worked down the length of it. Squeezing the width of it now and then, feeling the wonderful stallionhood twitch and buck in return. He could hear it slapping at the equine's firm belly, the wonderful sound filling the barn, being matched by the sound of the man's soft moans.

Finally he reached the base of the shaft, allowing him to lick at the skin of the sheath before moving back to kiss each one of the huge balls. They were massive, bigger than his fists and held tightly in the wonderful sack. They swayed as his huge lover moved, hitting his face and nose and making him laugh in joy.

Moving to the other side of the stallion, he started to lick and kiss his way back up the length of the powerful rod, squeezing at it with one hand as the other moved down to grab his own cock. He started to jack himself off, his precum running down his shaft and providing more than enough lubrication for his hand.

Alan slowed as he reached the halfway point of the massive cock, teasing the flesh as he stroked his cock. He started to focus on licking up and down over the shaft, making sure to cover as much of it as he could. He continued to tease the shaft with his free hand, working along the length with long slow strokes, squeezing as he went along.

The stallion seemed to be enjoying the attention, letting out a soft whinny every few moments as his tail swept from side to side. His rear hooves were dancing over the floor, but he was careful to keep them away from the man under him. The large animal was leaking a heavy flow of pre that dripped off the head of the shaft to rain down on the skin of the young man's back.

Finally he returned to the head of the stallion's shaft. The tip had flared even more, the end looking rather rounded against the wide slit of his urethra, he licked happily at it, tasting the thick bitter precum one last time before he started to really lick and tease at the head, trying to get it into his mouth. He pulled his hand free of his own shaft so he could grab the stallion's cock with both hands, starting to quickly stroke along it.

Above him the stallion started to whimper even more, pawing his front hooves at the ground as his shaft twitched in excitement. The flow of the pre started to slow down, even as the slit of his urethra pulsed in anticipation. Alan leaned in and French kissed the huge cock, exploring inside of it for a few moments before pulling away and squeezed the hard shaft.

As if on cue the stallion let out a long cry and reared up a foot in the air. He came back down, his front hooves slamming to the floor as he came. The hot equine seed rushed down the thick shaft to explode out over the human's face, soaking him with hot thick cum in a moment.

Alan gasped out in surprised as the first blast sprayed over him. He opened his mouth wide, catching the second huge load as it exploded out from the flared head of the cock. It flooded his mouth like he was trying to drink from a fire hose; bitter and thick on his tongue as well as saltier then he had expected, but it was still everything he had imagined. He gulped down the mouth full just in time for the stallions third and final jet of cum to spray over his face.

He leaned back between the stallion's front legs, panting in excitement as he licked the seed from his face, still staring at the huge shaft as swayed in front of him. A thick rope of cum ran down from the head of the shaft to connect with his face. Panting happily, he gathered up some of the cum in his hand and grabbed at his own shaft. His squeezed his own cock hard and started to jack at it, his hand moving quickly. It only took a few strokes before the pleasure crashed down over him and he came as well, adding his own small contribute to the mess in the stall.

With a laugh he leaned back against the stall door, panting and looking up at his wonderful equine lover. "You are amazing," he gasped out.

There were many thing he had expected in reply to that, maybe a whiny or a happy nicker, or even having the horse lean down and start to lick his face clean like in his fantashis. What he didn't expect was the sound of someone clapping, a long slow clap that echoed throughout the barn and sent a shot of fear down his spine.

Slowly he leaned his head up, looking past the stallion's neck, finding someone looking down at him. He couldn't quite see the person in the dim light of the lamp, leaving him with only a vague outline of a face, the only thing that stood out was the eyes as they reflected the blue light.

Alan gulped, reaching out for the lamp, suddenly aware of all the cum soaking into his skin. "Ah... hello."

Without a word the face vanished behind the door of the stall, a moment later he heard the latch lift and the door swung open, sending him falling back to the dirty ground. He laid there, feeling stunned as he looked at the tall man that was standing over him.

"Get out of there," the man ordered, his voice was deep, resonating through the wood of the barn. All the horses whinnied softly as he spoke, hooves starting to clop on the ground.

The young man nodded as he crabbed walked back out of the stall, not taking his eyes off the man. As soon as he was out of the way, the man reached down and picked up the lamp before slammed the door of the stall. He slowly leaned down, turning the light up brighter, filling the whole barn with the blue glow.

Alan lifted a hand, blocking his eyes from the light, his eyes aching from the sudden change.

"It seems like you and Night Star had a good time," the man said, the light glowing off his pale skin, his eyes bright in response. He was a hard looking man, his full face filled with lines around the eyes and lips. His hair was cut short and hung over his forehead, dark in the light.

The young man looked up at the farmer, frozen in place for a few moments before forcing himself to nod just slightly. "Yes--yes sir," he said, desperate to say anything.

"Of course your good time has caused me quite a bit of inconvenience. Night Star is my prize breeder, and I was saving him for an important client. This presents me with a great deal of problems, starting with what I am going to do with you."

"With me?" Alan asked, finding himself looking into the farmer's eyes, unable to really turn away. There was something about the man, strong and very powerful. He was muscular, his chest tight under his shirt and coveralls, and his arms were thick and heavy. Alan got the feeling that the farmer could break him without even trying.

The farmer nodded. "Yes, with you. You have deprived me of great deal of property and that leaves you with very few choices, in fact you have exactly two. I can call the local police and they can take you away, still covered in my horse's semen, or you stay here and do everything I tell you until you repay me for every cent you cost me, ten times over. Do you understand?"

Alan gulped again, not quite sure how to respond. "I... Can I think about it?"

"You may," he replied, the paused for a few seconds. "Times up."

The last thing he wanted to do was to be arrested looking like this. The media would jump on it in a moment and he would become a laughing stock. If the choice was that or spending some time working on the man's farm.... Well, he would be willing to work, more so if it allowed him to be around the wonderful horses.

He took a moment to compose himself then nodded. "Alright, I'll work for you."

Slowly the farmer stood back up, chuckling deeply as an amused look passing over his hard face. "Oh, don't believe that it will be easy work. You have a great deal to repay, and I intend to make you work to repay every single drop of it."

"Okay," he said, finding himself shivering under the man's intense gaze. There was something about what the man said, something heavy hanging in the air that made him suddenly start to regret agreeing to do the job. That was silly, he hadn't even seen what he would be doing, it was too soon to be getting second thoughts. He forced down his worry and sat up on his knees.

The farmer smiled a bit more. "Stay right there. Do not move a single inch," he said, then turned away from Alan, walking across the barn to where all the equipment was stored. He moved his large body easily through the stacked up equipment, starting to sort through the straps and tack hanging from the wall. He found what he was looking for and turned back around, his eyes glowing in the bright blue light; it made them look almost red.

Walking back he smiled down at the young man and held out the strap. "Lift your chin."

Without a word he did as he was told.

With a flick of his wrist he snapped the later strap out like a whip, making Alan jump in place. Taking an end in each hand he draped it down over the back of the young man's head, the pulled it around his neck. As the farmer closed the band he realized that it wasn't a strap but a collar! It sank heavily down against his shoulders, hanging from his neck, very loose but not so much that it would let him pull it off over his head.

Alan looked back at the farmer, stunned by this turn of events, not even protesting when he pulled a padlock off a nail on the wall and closed it though the collar, locking it firmly in place.

He finally found his tongue. "What?" he stuttered out.

The farmer shook his head."No, no talking. Now come with me," he said and stared walking out of the bar, leaving the young man still sitting on the floor. He reached the door then turned back to look at Alan, his eyes narrowing. "Do you wish to be leashed as well?"

After a few moments of no answer, the farmer pulled a long leather leash off the wall and stalked back to the young man. Without a word he clipped it to the collar and started walking forward again. The slack in the leash vanished after a few moments, but he didn't stop, instead he pulled the young man to the ground.

Alan landed hard on the compacted dirt floor of the barn, reminding him that he was still naked other than his socks. Stones dug into his skin, making him yelp out as the farmer pulled on the leash, dragging him hard over the ground without any sign of real exertion. He scrambled to pull himself up onto his feet, barely making it up after being pulled along for a few feet. He struggled at the end of the leash for a few more feet before moving up closer to the farmer, keeping some slack on the lead as they stepped out of the barn.

The night was cold against his bare skin, the semen starting to dry, through a layer of dirt now clung to it, making him feel sticky. It grew darker as they walked away from the barn and the single lamp. A part of him expected to be dragged off to the farm house, but they went in a different direction, moving farther back through the fields. Clouds had rolled in over the night sky, blotting out what little light there was and making it hard to see where he was going. He stumbled a few times over rocks and dirt but still managed to keep on his feet. In this distance he could start making out the outline of a new building, blotting out the few stars on the horizon.

The walk was ever longer then he had expected, the building growing larger with each step they took. While it was as tall as the barn, the building was much wider, stretching out in each direction. It was hard to see exactly how larger it was in the darkness, but as they got closer to the walls it seemed to dominate everything around them. He shivered as they approached, the building imposing in the darkness, the chill of the night air doing nothing to make him feel better. Strangely he was also finding himself starting to get horny again, his cock beginning to rise upwards as he walked.

Without breaking stride, the big man vanished into the black shadow of the barn, stopping somewhere inside of it. Alan stopped as well, but only for a moment as a tug on the leashed told him to keep moving forward. Slowly he stepped into the darkness, nearly pitch black under the starless sky. Only a hint of light came over the top of the slanted roof, but it illuminated nothing. He had to put his hands out as he walked, finally knowing when to stop when they pressed against the hard wood of the wall.

He stood in the darkness, hearing the farmer pulling some keys out of his overalls then unlocking what he assumed was a door. He pulled the door open, the wall in front of them rolling easily to the side. There was the sound of animals coming from inside; it was an odd sound, unlike anything he had ever heard before. There were odd chirping sounds and low growls, like the kind large feline would make.

A flash of fear rushed over him as he turned to look at where he thought the farmer was. "You're not going to feed me to something, are you?"

The big man laughed and grabbed at the clip of the leash. "What reason would I have to do something such as that? If I feed you to my pets you would never repay me," he said, pulling the leash off the collar. Even in the darkness they were in, he could see the man's eyes glowing just slightly.

"Oh," Alan managed to say, not quite sure what was going to happen next, even so he was still surprised as the farmer reached out and grabbed his shoulder. His thick fingers squeezed into the skin of the young man's shoulder, holding on tightly before he was thrown into the building.

He went flying through the dark air, sailing into the building and falling rapidly towards the ground. He covered his face with his arms, letting out a cry as he fell. The floor was lower than he expected, at least five feet between the inside of the building and outside. It gave him just enough time to have a flash of worry before he finally landed in something soft. It was thick and wet, squishing around him as he sank down into it. It flowed around his body, squeezing up around his arms and legs as well as his still rock hard shaft.

He laid there, stunned, for a few moments before finally lifted himself up about of... whatever it was. Twisting around he looked back at the door, just seeing the outline of the farmer above him.

"I hope you enjoy your first night," he said, then slid the door closed, blocking out the small fraction of light that was in the building.

Alan sat there, not sure what had just happened or what he was going to do. The muck he was in felt like mud. It pulled at his skin, sucking at him every time he tried to move. It was a few inches deep and thick enough to stick to everything. He struggled up to his knees, trying to decide what he was going to do to get out of this mess. He hadn't counted on the farmer wanting a slave instead of an employee. Reaching up he started feeling at the collar, trying to see if there was any way to get it off. The thick leather was loose around his neck, but not so loose that he could pull it up over his head. The pad look was run though a pair of thick grommets... there was no way he could simply pull it off.

The only way he really could get the collar free was to cut it off, but he had no idea how to even scratch at the thick leather. Maybe if he covered his face with mud it would be enough to allow the collar to pull free--much like using butter to get off an errant ring--except that the mud wasn't slick, it was sticky.

Letting out a sigh, he slumped back down into the mud. It was pulling at his legs and covering his skin where he landed; it was even covering his shaft, which was still rock hard even after all that had happened.

A moment later he felt something nosing at his back. He froze, suddenly remembering that he wasn't alone in the barn. As his mind turned away from his problem he started to notice their presence, the sound of the large animals moving around him, the mud squelching under their feet. He could also smell them, but it wasn't like the horses, it was a deeper smell but oddly sweet, like honey. It wasn't an unpleasant smell even if it was mixed with the smell of dirt and meat... why meat?

He closed his eyes, not that it mattered in the pitch black barn, feeling another of the large animals nuzzling over his chest while the first one was rubbing its snout against his ass. The scent was getting stronger, rolling off the animal in front of him. It filled his nose, making it twitched as the smell pressed up to wrap around his mind. It made his low grade arousal flair, lust flooding through him and making his cock jump.

The animal nosing against his front picked up on this and lowered its head down to nose at his cock, hot breath rolling over the mud covered shaft. A moment later he felt the animal's tongue flick out and wrap around his length, teasing along it and cleaning the mud away.

Alan let out a moan, the tongue being very skillful for an animal but felt weird. Thin and long, twitching around with a great deal of skill and even wrapping all the way around his cock. Finally the animal sucked his shaft into its mouth, starting to give him a blowjob. The one on his back starting to lick around the base of his spine and the top of his ass, teasing at his skin.

"Well trained," he murmured, his voice echoing around the barn. He reached out to stroke the animal's head, touch a thick mane. It was full heavy hair, and even though it as covered in mud he could still feel the individual strands. He teased his hands down through the hair to the top of the animal's head, feeling the rough texture of its skin.

The young man had no idea what sort of animal it was, and any worry he had felt was erased from his mind as the creature pressed its snout down to his crotch, the tongue flicking out to wrap around his balls, giving them a squeeze and making him whimper in pleasure. It was probably the best blow job he had ever gotten.

Another of the big animals moved up to his side, rubbing a flank against him. The animals skin pulling at the small hairs on his arm, but not in an unpleasant way. Soon a fourth animal was at this other side, pinning him in the middle of the herd.

The one on his cock, apparently the leader of the group, starting to work its head faster, bobbing quickly along his length, the thin tongue starting to move between his cock and his balls, teasing them both. The creature let out an odd sound, something like a feline purr but it was more powerful than that, making the air vibrate around him.

Alan let out his own whimper, feeling the two animals at his side moving around and starting to lick at his shoulders. One went down, working along his arm while the other worked up to start licking at his neck and face, the thin tongue exploring at his ear and cheek. It was such a different and wonderful feeling, being loved by this group of large animals. He had no idea what they were, but they made him feel very good. His cock was twitching in excitement as the beast sucked eagerly at him. He wasn't going to last much longer, but he wanted to, it felt to go to just let it go so soon.

Without a thought he turned his head towards the one licking at his face. The creature seemed to understand, pressing its snout to his lips and kissing him firmly, the thin flexible tongue slipping into his mount to tease at his own tongue. He eagerly returned the kiss, feeling the creature starting to join the first with a purr.

The young man whimpered softly, feeling his climaxing starting to rush forward, so fast that he couldn't stop it no matter how hard he tried. Closing his eyes tightly he broke the kiss, letting out a moan as he came. His load blasted out of his shaft to flood into the animal's muzzle, thicker and stronger than before, making his whole body shake with the orgasm.

Even as he came, his pleasure still grew, rushing through his whole body, filling him until it felt like he was about to burst. When it almost seemed like he couldn't take it anymore it finally started to ebb away, rolling down off his body and making him fall against one of the big animals. Its gently lowered him down into the thick mud, allowing him to sink into it a few inches. The group seemed to disperse, but one of them them dropped down at his side, pressing its flank up against his leg.

Alan didn't bother to move after that, just basking in the glow of the wonderful experience, not really sure what to make of all of it. He was overwhelmed by everything that had happened, and even after the orgasm he could still feel the lust pressing gently down over his body. It just didn't seem to want to go away, but it also felt too good to worry about.

After a while he opened his eyes, looking up into the darkness of the barn, but it wasn't pitch black anymore. There must have been some light coming in from somewhere as he could make out the beams of the roof, but very faintly. Turning his head he saw the creature at his side. It was big, bigger than the horses and seemed to have longer limbs. He could just make out the forms of other animals laying in the mud, but that was all. He still had no idea what they were, and the question was still on his mind as he drifted off into a deep sleep.?

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Alan's dreamed of the finest lovers throughout the night, men and woman dressed in long silk clothing that did nothing to hide their fine bodies. They teased him with their hands and lips, stroking over his body, tickling over his chest, stroking his legs and rubbing his shaft. They were covering him, keeping him rock hard and on the edge of bursting, but the release never came.

Finally he was stirred awake by the feeling of something or someone licking over his face. It broke into his dreams and pulled him up to the surface. He slowly opened his eyes, the memories of the night before coming back to him. As did the weight of the collar around his neck.

He sat up with a gasp, pushing whatever it was away from him while he rubbed the dirt and grime from his face. His morning wood had decided to put in an appearance thanks to the erotic dreams, but he put it off for the time being. The last thing he wanted to do was jack off in front of whatever animal he had been penned with.

Sunlight was pouring in through the cracks in the roof, casting everything in the barn with a mix of a light and shadows that gave everything a sharp edge. The barn was large and seemed to be filled with the single pen that went from wall to wall. The was a long chain link fence along one end, separating the pen from a walkway and a wall of tools, as well as a large closed door.

He pulled himself to his feet, and started to work his way through the thick mud in the pen, feeling it suck at his feet with each step he took. He was covered from head to toe in the mud, along with the remains of the horse cum from the night before. That thought brought a smile to his lips, remembering the feeling of the stallion's big cock and its wonderful taste.

Without really thinking, he reached down to grab at his shaft, starting to gently stroke it with each step he took towards the fence. Spending the night with the stallion had made up for everything else that had happened. He was a magnificent creature, and part of him hoped he could find a way to play with him again.

Alan squeezed at the base of his shaft, feeling the skin pulling tight down the length of it. It felt strange, bigger then he remember. He took a glance down over his mud covered body, not seeing any changes to his shaft no matter what it felt like.

He came up to the fence, forcing himself to pull his hand free from his penis. He looked down the length of the fence, finding a gate near the far side of the barn. He quickly started to head in that direction, or at least as quickly as he could in the thick mud. He could hear the sound of the animals moving around behind him, but he ignored them for the moment, he had other things to worry about. When he finally reached the gate, he was surprised to see that was it was locked with a pair of heavy duty padlocks, each one of which had been marred by a number of long scrapes. He gave both locks a quick tug, finding that they were both securely closed.

Alan looked back down the length of the fence, searching for any sign of another gate, but he didn't find one. That left him no choice but to try and climb over it. He pressed his fingers up to the links, grabbing them tightly as he pressed his toes against the fence. The thick mud made his feet slick, but not so much that he couldn't pull himself up.

His erection was the biggest pain, jutting out firmly from his crotch and pressing up against the cold metal of the fence. Each time he moved it tried to slide between the links, but that hardly the sort of thing he wanted to be fucking.

The young man was nearly half way up the fence when he felt something wrap tightly around his ankle. It almost felt like a hand, but that simply wasn't possible, he would have heard if the farmer had returned. He twisted his leg, trying to break free, but the grip squeezed even tighter. Then without warning it yanked back, pulling him off the fence. He let out a yelp as he tumbled backwards, landing with a wet slap in the mud. It flowed around him, conforming to the shape of his body as he sank down into it, his skin tingling from the force of the impact. He laid there for a few moments, staring up at the ceiling, not sure what had just happened.

It took him a few moments to compose himself, breathing deeply as he felt the mud sliding around him. There was also the sound of something moving around next to him. He craned his head around, gasping when he finally saw what he was sharing the pen with. It was nothing like he had expected, and didn't look like any animal he had ever seen before. It was, for lack of a better word, a dragon!

The animal was just standing there on all fours, looking at him with a quizzical cock of his head. It was a strange creature; the front paws seemed more like hands, with thick stubby fingers and a thumb. There was also the matter of the long blue mane that ran down the top of its neck, the color contrasting with the red of the scales. Thick feathering covered both the paws and large feet, though the hair was covered in mud. Even strange was the fact that the creature had a pair of two very human looking breasts. They hung from the dragon's chest, hanging large and low, with long fat nipples that were darker than the normal scales. Just behind them he could see a second pair of equally sized breasts, filing out the animal's chest.

The dragoness seemed to be enjoying the attention, slowly starting to turn around in place, wings unfurling from her back as her long tail dragged through the mud. She flicked her tail up, showing off her ass, thick nether lips and large clit. At the same time it also reviled something else. Hanging under the sex, dangling low between the animal's hind legs, was a pair of massive balls. Lowering his head he looked up under the balls, and could see what had to be the shape of a cock pressing up against her belly and between her lower breasts.

"What are you?" he asked, starting to lift himself up with his hands, never taking his eyes off the hermaphrodite dragoness. Shi turned her head back, licking hir lips as shi finished spinning around, hir tail slapping at the mud.. Slowly shi walked up to him, pressing hir muzzle up to his face, nipping at him before running her thin tongue across his eyes.

Alan sputtered and pushed the dragoness away, not quite sure what was going on. He was trapped in the pen with this big animal and had no way to get out. Shi looked at him again, licking hir lips and taking a step forward. Shi fanned heir wings out wide and wiggled hir ass slightly, then with a cry leapt at him!

Lifting up his hands, he tried to cover himself as the dragoness crashed into him, slamming him back into the mud and knocking the breath out of him. The weight of hir body was pressing him in deeper, the large breasts smashed against his chest, the feeling of the massive shaft rubbing at the top of his belly. He could feel the heat of hir body as well as the slight coarseness of hir scales. There was also an earthy and earthly smell, a mix of the mud and hir own musk.

The dragoness twisted hirself and lifted up hir ass, then brought it back down, right on his still hard cock. There was no resistance as he slid up into hir large pussy, the thick lips teasing along his length even though he hardly touched both inner walls. It was a slick and warm passage and felt wonderful on his shaft. Hir juices were running freely, already soaking his crotch as shi started to ride him.

He twisted under hir, trying to get free. On any normally day, he would love to fuck such a wonderful pussy as this, but this wasn't a normal day, and he had no control! He clawed at hir arm's, trying to get free as the dragoness slammed hirself down against him, starting to let out little squeal with each impact. He could feel his shaft twitching, his own excitement growing as the pleasure of the sex starting to burn into his mind. It filled him, making him growl in pleasure, and eventually he found himself starting to thrust back into the hot folds.

The dragoness let out a snort of pleasure, craning hir head down to lick at his face as shi rode him harder, hir tail smacking into the ground with each trust. The young man started to lick hir in return, the lust washing over his mind, blurring away everything but the fantastic sex!

Alan started to lick back, thrusting into hir as hard as he could, gasping a little bit as he began feeling his balls starting to pull up close to him. Closing his eyes he let out a soft cry and shoved himself up as hard as he could, thrusting into hir as he finally came. Shi let out a howl, clenching hirself tight around him as shi came as well, hot juices gushing down over his crotch. A moment after that hir shaft, penned between their bodies erupted with hot cum. It sprayed out between them to cover them both.

He dropped back into the mud, panting, his eyes half closed. The dragoness leaned down, starting to nuzzle at the collar around his neck, chittering softly. It was a very nice sound, one that brought a smile to his tired lips. After a few more moments shi pulled hirself free of him, slipping off his cock with a wet slurping sound. Shi cocked hir head to the side, looking at him for a moment before walking away, hir mud covered tail swaying as shi walked.

"You seem to be finding a great deal of pleasure in my animals," a familiar voice said from across the pen.

Alan rolled over lifted himself up by his arms, discovering the farmer standing just behind the chain link fence, a smirk on his face. He was still wearing the overalls, contrasting with his heavily tanned skin. It was the only clothing he had on. In the daylight he was even more impressive, towering against the fence but somehow unmoving, like he was carved from stone.

"I--" he said, starting to protest that it wasn't exactly his idea.

The farmer shook his head. "You have no reason to explain yourself, such things are expected of you now. That is why I brought you here."

Alan pulled himself up into a sitting position, looking closely at the farmer. His skin was starting to itch in places from the drying mud. "I don't understand."

"You are not expected to understand. You are to stay in this cage with your new lovers. You will stay there until I allow you to leave. Do you understand?"

He nodded, starting to blush as he realized he was nude in front of the strange man. He started to move his hands down to cover his crotch, but instead he found himself folding them behind his back. That bothered him, but he couldn't quite make himself move them into place. "Can I at least have a shower then?"

"Pets do not shower. You are going to stay there until I tell you otherwise. It will be your home until you have repaid me for my lost property."

He blushed, reaching up to rub at the collar again, then scratched at the itching skin on the small of his neck. "Okay... but how about some food?"

The farmer let out a deep chuckle that echoed though the barn. "You will have to ask them," he said, motioning back with his hand.

Slowly Alan turned back around, gulping when he saw all the other occupants of the pen. It wasn't just the one hermaphrodite dragoness, but six, and they were all standing in a semi-circle behind him. Their hair and scales were a were a mix of different colors and shades. Blue, red, orange, white, brown... and one who's scales were violet. They were watching him with bright eyes and swaying tails and three of them were also wearing a thick collar. He looked them over, not quite sure what to make of it. They were all the same mix of male and female, though the sizes of their breasts and dicks varied from one to the other. Some had horns and some didn't have the feathering around their feet. Even without the rainbow colors they were unique creatures.

He climbed back up to his feet, all them following him with their eyes. The one at the end--the one with violet scales and a short cut white main-- took a step forward, fanning her wings out and letting out a sharp chirp.

Alan just stood there, not quite sure what to do.

"Shi is saying hello," the farmer explained.

"Shi is?"

The farmer chuckled deeply, the sound once again echoing through the barn. "Don't keep hir waiting."

He rubbed his arm as he looked at the violet dragoness. Shi lifted up hir head to expose the large collar around hir neck. Shi then cocked hir head to the side, hir eyes focusing on him.

"Um... hello?" he said.

Shi chirped in response and fanned out her wings out before snapping them closed against her back. It wasn't clear what shi had meant by that, but that seemed to be a signal to the other dragoness as they broke apart, heading through the thick mud towards the far side of the pen. On the very back of the wall he could see a long steel troth with one end protruding out of the fence. It took him a moment to realize that it was meant for food.

The dragons gathered around the troth as the farmer approached from the other side of the fence. He was carrying a massive bag over his shoulders, acting like it weighed almost nothing at all. When he reached the troth he ripped open the top of it--this made all the dragons start to chirp in excitement. It was full of some kind of pellet like food that rolled down the troth as the bag was emptied into it. It filled it quickly, some of the food overflowing the sides and spilling out into the mud.

All six of the dragons dived down into the feast, forcing themselves together so they all had room to eat. Their tails were held up high, swaying from side to side as the ate like the food was going to vanish in a moment.

Standing there, Alan heard his stomach starting to growl in protest as he watched the feast. He finally walked up to them, trying to join them at the troth, but every time he got near one of the dragons, shi spread out her wings until there were touching hir neighbor, blocking his way.

After a few tries, the young man let out a long sigh and turned his attention towards the violet dragon. "May I have some of the food?"

Shi lifted up her head from the troth, licking up the crumbs of food from hir lips as shi turned to face him. Hir eyes narrowed for a few moments before slowly nodding hir head, licking her lips a bit more as shi flicked out hir wings then tucked them against hir side.

"Thank you," he said, moving towards the troth, but as soon as he got close hir wings snapped out to block his way once more. A tittering sound ran through all of the dragonesses, apparently they were just teasing him. "But... I thought you were going to let me eat?" the words sounding rather dumb to his ears.

With a rolling laugh, the violet dragon worked hir way free of the troth, the others quickly closing in to fill the extra space. Shi walked towards him, hir eyes bright as shi fanned out hir wings. Alan took a few steps back, not quite sure what shi was going to do. The very last thing he had expected was for hir to let out a snort, then drop down onto hir side in the mud. Without taking hir eyes of off him, shi lifted up hir forelegs to expose hir large breasts.

He looked at the foursome of out of place mammaries, not quite sure what to make of what he was seeing. The fat nipples were hard, standing out as dark purple against the violet scales. On a normal day he would find it quite fetching, but today wasn't a normal day.

Shi gave him a look and shifted a bit, arching hir back and thrusting her chest out at him. The big breasts rippled and small drops of milk appeared on the tip of each nipple. Even then it took him a moment to really understand that shi wanted him to nurse. That was something he had fantasized about in the past, but it was more than he was willing to do at the moment. He took another step back, holding up his hands. "No... I would rather have the food."

A sharp look of annoyance crossed over hir face. Shi watched him for a few more moments before letting out a snort and dropping hir foreleg back down. Giving him one last disgusted look shi climbed back to hir feet and returned to the food troth, forcing hir way back in and returning to her meal.

Alan moved to the back of pen, sitting down in the thick mud and watching them as they ate. Their tails were swaying high in the air, hips rubbing against each other with every move they made. It seemed like they were all sexually eager, their exposed slits dripping in eagerness, the fluids rolling down over their balls. It was such a strange look, but somehow it seemed right on them. He couldn't help but watch them as they ate together, it was a hypnotic site and soon he was finding himself getting horny again, his shaft slowly rising to the occasion.

This wasn't the time or the place for this, but that didn't seem to be bothering his libido. He pressed his hand over his face, trying to block out the view, but it did nothing to lesson his arousal. He could still hear the sounds of them moving about, the squelching of the mud as they shifted from side to side, the fanning of their wings. There was also their smell, it filled the whole barn, a mix of scents, both male and female, combined with the wet smell of the mud and an underlying scent of dried sex. It went right to his cock.

He hadn't felt this hot in a very long time, it was almost overwhelming, pressing into his mind, filling it with images of the dragon's bodies. Their mix of genders, of human and animal, mammal and reptile, it was a fantastic combination of so many wonderful things. It was almost too much for him.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly allowed his hand to drop away from his face only to find that his companions had wondered away from the food troth. Seeing that it was free he pulled himself back upright and ran through the mud as fast as he could, hoping to find some food left behind, but only discovered that the troth was empty, the metal shining after having been licked clean. Even the few pieces that had fallen in the mud had been gobbled up. There was simply nothing left for him to eat.

Alan let out a long sigh and dropped back down into the mud, his stomach starting to grumble in anger. This was turning out to be a very odd day. Even worse, he had no idea how long the farmer was going to keep him there, or and even what was he wanted of him. He had no idea how any of this was paying back his time with the stallion. It just made him ever more confused.

Leaning back against the cold metal of the troth, he looked up at the large rafters that crossed along the ceiling. Heavy lights were hanging from them, along with what looked like a number of security cameras. They were tracking from side to side, not focusing on anything directly, but making sure there was coverage of the full pen.

He slumped back down, pulling his knees up to his chest and looking out over the dragons as they milled about. They seemed a bit lethargic after their meal, laying down in the mud, though the violet one was nuzzling at the side of the brown dragon, then started to groom hir dark grey hair. The brown dragon returned the motion, teasing at the other's collar as their tails wrapped together.

They looked happy together, as did every one of the dragons. They didn't seem to care much about the mess of the mud, or how it hung to their sheaths and breasts. The orange one didn't seem to mind at all, playing with hir breasts as shi lounged on hir back in the mud. The leather collar around hir neck standing out against her scales.

Alan rested his chin on his knees, watching them as they lounged and played. Their whole world might have been the pen and the barn, but they simply didn't care. He wished he could feel the same way. As his belly started to growl he found himself wishing he had forced his way to the troth in time to get something to eat.

As he sulked the white dragon came up to him, sniffing at him for a few moments and then licking across his face. Her scales were dirty with the mud, it smeared across hir form and filled in the small gaps between each scale. Hir blond mane was matted down to the side of hir neck, large chunks of mud dangling from the stands. It looked like shi had been rolling in the mud.

He snorted and pushed hir away, not in the mood at the moment. That didn't seem to stop her, shi moved back to lick at him again, nuzzling hir neck along his head, the collar around hir neck pulling at his hair. He pushed hir away again, his stomach still protesting the lack of food.

The dragoness gave him a long look, slowly nodding hir head before moving around him, rubbing hir body across his chest. Hir tail flicked up to tease across the bottom on his chin, the muddy tip smacking against his nose. Shi look a few more steps away then dropped down on hir side in the mud, lifting up hir legs to show off hir breasts. A pair of them this time. The nipples were large, jutting out a few inches, each one as thick as a finger and easy to see under the thick mud. With a smirk shi reached down and pushed a paw over hir breasts, cleaning some of the mud off of it.

Alan blushed as he looked over hir, rubbing the dry mud flaking off the skin of his arm. It was clear what shi was offering, but he wasn't sure that he wanted it. On the other hand his belly was protesting angrly about the lack of anything to eat.

The dragoness smirked and patted the side of hir breasts with one paw, the flicked hir tail up, motioning for him to come closer.

He simply stared at hir for a few more moments, then almost unbidden he found himself moving forward. He told himself that he just wanted a closer look at hir breasts, but he knew it was simply a lie to comfort himself. He was hungry, and this was the only way he was going to be able to eat.

Slowly he moved closer, until he was only a few inches away from hir. He could see the layer of mud that outline the shape of the breasts. It showed each and every scale and bump on her areolas, making them stand out clearly. Small drops of milk were starting to form on the tips of each nipples, clinging tightly to the off white flesh.

Pressing his tongue out, he lapped up a drop of milk. The dragoness responded by letting out a soft chitter of pleasure, hir tail trashing in the mud. The taste was interesting, strong on his tongue, but not quite enough that he could tell what it was, other then it tasted unlike any milk he had ever tried before.

With his growling stomach pushing him on, he leaned in and licked at the nipple again before slowly sliding it into his mouth. The teat was warm on his lips, the skin firm with an unfamiliar taste mixed with the flavor of the mud a hint of the milk. It wasn't an all together unpleasant taste.

Alan wasn't sure exactly what to do, so starting by sucking a bit on the tit. The dragoness chittered again in response, hir foreleg dropping down over his back, holding him gently in place. A second later he was rewarded with another small taste of the milk. It was only a trickle, but it was enough that he could taste the sweetness of it, like it had sugar mixed with the cream.

He sucked again and more milk filled his mouth, heavier than before. It danced over his tongue, the flavor even stronger. It was a wonderful taste, warm and thick on his tongue. He swallowed it down and continued to suckle. The milk started to flow regularly after that, keeping his mouth full. With each gulp his belly started to relax, then tightness fading away to be replaced with the warmth of the dragon's milk.

The white dragoness started to purr, stroking hir claws down his back as he nursed. Almost like shi was encouraging him to keep drinking until he had his fill. It didn't seem like that would be any time soon as he pressed a bit closer to hir, reaching out to start to stroke over hir breasts. Hir tail flicked up to tease between his legs, the muddy hair on the tip teasing at his penis. His shaft rose up unbidden, swelling hard against the nimble tail.

He continued to drink from the fat tit, starting to kneed at hir breasts and humping gently at hir tail. It felt so good to be like this, nursing at the sweet milk. He was starting to taste hints of other flavors, vanilla and maybe something that could have been coco. He kept drinking, trying to find more of the flavor, chasing down the small hints of flavor. He didn't notice once his belly had stopped protesting, and even when he was sated. It was too good to stop drinking.

The dragoness growled happily, teasing over his back while stroking along his hard shaft. Shi seemed to be enjoying it as much as he was, hir own shaft starting to rise up out of hir sheath and press against his belly. It was a very pleasant feeling as the thin shaft was teased against him and rubbed along his own hard member.

Alan wiggled a bit against hir body and hard shaft, humping back against it. It wasn't as nice as the horse's cock, but there was something about it that felt good and right. He let out a soft whimper as the tit he was drinking from gave up its last few drops of milk, only to have the white dragoness gently grasp his head and move him to hir other breast. He latched onto it, starting to suckle as another fresh bust of milk filled his mouth. He stroked a hand over hir belly, unconsciously kneading at hir dirty scales. Hir belly was soft, giving easily under his fingers as they ran over the slightly rough texture, exposing her scales from under the mud.

It return shi pawed at his back, hir shaft pinned firmly between them. With a pleased grunt shi started to thrust against him, precum leaking from the pointed head of hir cock. He barely felt it, lost in the warmth of hir sweet milk. He closed his eyes, pressing his face in as he nursed, his cock pressing up against hir shaft.

The white dragoness humped faster, starting to pick up speed as shi worked hir shaft between their bodies. He pressed tight to hir, rubbing at hir belly, humping his belly against hir shaft, feeling it starting to twitch in excitement. Alan moaned around the fat nipple, still drinking well past the point that he was full. His belly was tight with the milk, but there was still room for more. A small part of him wondered how that could be, but the rest of him was just too focused on nursing and humping at hir shaft.

Lifting up one paw, the dragoness grabbed the back of his head, pressing him down against hir breast as shi started to really fuck against his body. Shi teased hir fingers through his hair, pulling at it as shi worked against him, a low chitterling filling hir body as shi smacked hir tail against the muddy ground.

Hir long cock started to twitch in excitement, the precum spurting out against him before shi let out a cry and started to cum. Hot jets of dragon seed sprayed out between them, soaking over his skin as he drank down the last few gulps of hir milk. His tight belly squished against hir cumming cock, making him moan out around the fat tit before he climaxed as well, his own cum quickly being added to the mess between them.

He collapsed down against hir body, gasping out in pleasure as he felt hir legs wrapping around him, holding him close to hir hot body. He let the nipple slip free of his lips, then letting out a heavy belch he started to nuzzle at hir neck. Soon after he fell into sleep, still resting on top of hir messy scales.

* * *

Alan lifted his head up, the sleep still heavy in his eyes. The light had nearly faded, leaving him laying in the near darkness on the white dragoness who was churring softly under him, one leg still draped over his back. He slipped out from under the leg, sliding off of her and into the mud. it was still thick and wet, with no signs of drying even after a full day.

He looked around, feeling a bit slow and heavy, the dried cum thick on his belly, making it itch. He could see the dragons sprawled out in the mud, almost all of them asleep. Only the violet one was awake, hir head lifting up from hir paws, looking at him with narrowed eyes. He looked back at hir for a few moments before she snorted and turned hir head to the side, ignoring him again.

Slowly he pulled himself up to his feet and started to walk across the mud. It sucked and pulled at his feet, making him sway and wobble with each step he took. After a few feet he tried to take another step and found his foot not wanting to come free. He tumbled forward, landing face first into the thick mud, feeling it squish under his chest and flood into his mouth.

He lifted his head, spitting out the mud and trying to clear it off of his tongue. It had a deep taste, not like he had expected. It tasted like dirt, that was to be expected, but there was more to it. There was hints of the dragons, their cum and milk as well other things. It wasn't really an unpleasant taste, but not one that he relished.

Lifting himself up onto his hands and knees, he started crawling across the mud, finding it eashir going. There was a small water troth in the front of the cage against the fence, and he needed a drink. The dim light made it hard to navigate, so he had to take his time. Even so he nearly put his hand down on the blue dragoness; stopping when he was just touching hir brown mane, which was the same shade as the mud. Quickly he moved to the side, trying not to disturber hir, but shi still lifted up hir head and snorted at him as he went past.

Alan moved on, finally reaching the smaller troth. He started to reach into the water but stopped when he saw the mud caking his hands. It was the drinking water, he didn't want to get it dirty. He tried wiping his hands off on his legs, then hips, but it did nothing to get them cleaner. Finally he tried wiping them off on the fence, which worked free the majority of the thick mud, but not all of it.

It was going to have to be enough for now. Cupping his hands together and lifting the water to his lips. It was warm, but it helped wash out his mouth. He took in a long drink, and then another. It was a nice, even if it would have been better cold.

Shaking of his hands he turned back around, only to find the blue dragoness behind him. Shi gave him a nasty look, hir eyes growing in the dim light and then pushed past him to shove hir snout into the water troth. He decide just to ignore hir, turning around and crawling away. He scanned over the pen, trying to find a place he could curl up for the night. He was glad that the barn was warm on his skin, it made it at least pleasant to be nude.

He scratched at his arm, pulling off some of the dry mud, feeling it tugging at his skin before it came free. It was still making his skin itch in places and always in places he couldn't easily reach, like at the very center of his back. He was debating finding himself something to rub his back up against to relieve it.

A moment later he felt a paw pressing on his ass, shoving it down towards the mud. The last thing he had expected was for one of the dragoness to help him with the itch. Turning his head back he saw the blue dragoness looking at him, but with a predatory look on hir face.

There was a shoot of fear through his body as hir paw pressed down firmly on his back. Hir other paw flashing out and grabbing at his shoulder, squeezing it hard, the tips of the claws digging into his skin. He tried to twist away, but hir grip was to strong. Shi pulled hir paw from his ass and grabbed his other shoulder, holding him in place as shi moved hir body above him. Shi didn't show much care for him as hir weight dropped down onto his back, forcing him to gasp, his arms buckling as he nearly fell back down into the mud.

Shi snorted out, hir tail flicking back to slide up between his legs, forcing them apart while at the same time rubbing her scales along his balls. With one hind paw, shi forced his legs ever further apart and started to grind against his back. He could feel hir scales rub at his back, thankfully helping the itch. Hir small (compared to the other dragoness) breasts teased at his skin, hir nipples rock hard.

It wasn't just hir tits that were hard as he started to feel hir shaft dropping down to rub against his ass, the head exploring over his butt and already leaking precum. It was slick against his ass, helping to wash off some of the mud. It kept exploring around as shi grunted over him, pressing up between the cheeks of his rear.

"No, no-no-no," Alan said, trying to squirm out from under hir as the hard cock teased around, the fat head searching for his ass. There was no way he could take any of the dragons, not with the sizes he had seen on them. They had to know that, but it seemed like this one just didn't care.

He could feel the head of hir shaft rubbing along his crack, getting closer and closer to his asshole. It wasn't like he hadn't been fucked before; he was a fan of cocks in every way, but never anything like this, this was just too much! He squirmed under hir, trying to get free, trying to discourage hir, but all that he achieved was making hir starting to chirp in pleasure.

Alan kept trying to pull away, but shi just held him in place, hir shaft getting closer and closer, the head of it brushing over his tight hole. Desperate for any sort of help he called out, but no one came to his aid. Finally he grabbed a handful of mud and threw it across the pen. His aim was straight and true, and it arched through the air and hit the violet dragon on hir side.

Shi lifted hir head up and turned to look at the human and dragoness. Shi studied them for a moment, then with an amused look shi stood up and started to stalk across the mud. His feeling of relief was short lived as shi moved up to where the white dragoness was sleeping and nuzzled hir awake. Lifting hir head, the white dragoness looked at the violet one then over to where Alan was. They both turned their attention the him, then with a smirk the violet dragoness moved to mouth hir partner, both of them watching as the blue dragoness tried to rape him.

The dragoness above him decided shi liked the audience, let out a chirp, and stroked a claw down his arm until it reached the mud, then grabbing a pawful shi smashed it into his mouth, preventing any more protests. Holding hir paw there, shi let out a low chirping and squeezed his shoulder with hir other paw. Shi was starting to wiggle hir hips, teasing the fat head of hir cock along the crack of his ass, dribbling a slick trail of precum in its wake.

He struggled under hir, trying to break free but with no luck. All it seemed to do was to make the dragoness even hotter, hir cock probing and exploring at his rear end, searching for his anus. Shi was getting closer by the moment and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He looked at the other dragoness, begging for help, but it wasn't coming.

Hir tail flicked up to rub along the inside of his legs as shi finally found hir goal, the tip of her fat cock head pressing against his hole. Shi held it in place for a moment, then slowly started to grind hir hips around, teasing the head against him, the precum making everything feel slick. Then without any more warning then a soft chirp shi thrust the head into him. It went in feeling larger than anything he had ever taken before. It pulled him tight, like he had a whole arm being forced into him, yet it wasn't stopping, more of hir fat cock head working its way inside of him. Just when it felt like he was going to be split in half the pleasure eased as the head popped fully into his ass.

He clawed at the ground, crying out into the mouthful of mud. It was huge, bigger then what he imagined a fist would feel like. He had never been this filled before, and it was only just the head of hir shaft, and shi was as big as any of the other dragons in the pen.

Snorting happily, the dragoness started to wiggle hir hips again, working the head of hir shaft around just inside his ass. Slowly shi teased it around, letting the precum flow freely into him. Taking the paw away from his face, shi grabbed his shoulder, squeezing gently at them, then started to press hirself deeper. The thick member pressed inside of him, slowly make its way into his body, the head sliding along his colon and deep into his bowels. Shi seemed to be taking her time, teasing him as shi did so.

Alan snorted and spat out as much of the mud as he could, but it was still thick and heavy in his mouth. He looked at the violet dragoness, trying to beg for help, but this just seemed to make hir fuck the other dragoness even harder. Finally he couldn't watching them anymore, instead he was more focused on the shaft that was slowly splitting him. The blue dragoness had started with short thrusts into him, each one pushing hie shaft in a little deeper, forcing it in, inch by girthy inch.

It was so tight he could feel the veins along the length of it, rubbing against his insides and starting to tease at his prostate. He had never thought he could take anything like this, and yet there was more of it pressing into him every few moments. It felt good, it felt very good, and he couldn't help himself; his own erection coming unbidden, rising up to rub at his mud covered belly.

This didn't escape her notice, and hir tail flicked up between his legs to start to tease at him, stroking the blunt tip along the underside of his shaft then down along his balls, hir scales teasing at the soft skin. It made him groan and squirm under hir, which just seemed to increase hir lust. Shi pressed hirself in deeper, sinking the thick shaft in until it could go no deeper, less than half hir massive length forced inside of him. The dragoness let out a snort at this, then squeezed his shoulders harder, slipping back until the fat head was pulling at his ass and then trust back into him, shoving him forward against hir paws.

Throwing his head back, he let out a low cry that echoed through the barn. It wasn't a cry of pain, but of pleasure, no matter how tight he was, the huge cock felt good inside of him, his own shaft twitching in excitement. Above him the dragoness snorted again and thrust into him a second time, hir head teasing as deep as it could go, making him feel like it was pressing right into his belly.

Shi squeezed him one more time, hir tail teasing along the length of his shaft, stroking it with a gentle touch as shi started to pick up speed, getting comfortable with his tight ass. Shi fanned out hir wings, flapping them down with each thrust of hir powerful length, starting to slide a bit easier as he finally started to loosen up, precum squishing around hir cock as shi took him.

Hir cries were growing louder, starting to fill the barn, it had woken all the other dragons, and they had decided to watch the show. They weren't idle, the violet dragoness was still fucking the white, and the brown dragoness was being double penetrated by the red and the orange, their own cries of pleasure joining in. Alan didn't care about the audience at the moment, it was just feeling far too good. He closed his eyes, finding himself starting to thrust back against the thick shaft, feeling it try to press deeper into him.

The dragoness seemed to sense this, teasing his shaft more with hir tail while lowering hir head down to lick over his face, teasing it along his cheeks and chin before shi slipped into his mouth to explore over it. After a few moments he started to return hir odd kiss, whimpering with each thrust shi made into him, starting to feel hir heavy balls swaying up against his own sack.

"Harder," he finally whimpered out from round hir tongue, thrusting himself back against hir. Shi was happy to do just that, bracing hir hind paws in the mud and slamming hard into him. His whole body was rocking under hir, thrusting forward and skidding a bit in the mud. Shi didn't let up, working hard against him with each and every slam of hir cock inside of his body.

Then without warning something firm and wide pressed up against his ass. It stretched at it, but couldn't quite make it in and prevented hir from fucking him any harder. With each thrust is pushing hard at his ass, hir balls slapping against him, making him whimper.

Finally he pulled a hand free from the mud and reached back, grabbing at hir cock, feeling it slide through his fingers as shi pulled out until just the head was locked inside. Shi then thrust back into him, slamming him forward as her long shaft sank into his body. He grabbed at the heavy base of the shaft, feeling a thick wall of flesh around it, pulsing with the beating of hir heart.

Alan felt a jolt run through his body as he realized what he was feeling. It was a knot! That meant that he was taking every inch of hir length into his body, and that had to have been well over a foot and a half of dragon cock! He had no idea how it was even possible!

He squeezed as the knot, feeling it swell under his fingers. It was big, very big, and with how hard it was to get the head in, he doubted shi could fit the knot inside his ass... though he somehow knew shi was going to try. Shi pulled back, hir shaft sliding against his hand before slamming back into him, shoving him even further along the mud, getting closer to the draconic threeway. He whimpered and clenched himself around hir girth, starting to stroke the length as shi pounded into him.

The dragoness started to kiss him again, pressing hir mouth firmly against his lips as shi pounded into him. He kissed hir back, enjoying the taste of hir muzzle as he pressed his tongue against hir's. He continued working and teasing his hand along hir pounding shaft, squeezing against the knot as he felt hir heavy balls start pull tight to hir body.

Shi dug hir claws against his shoulders, breaking off their kiss as shi slammed into him as hard as shi could. Throwing hir head back shi let out a cry as shi finally came. Hot dragon seed flooded into his ass, filling him in a moment and making him gasp out. The fit was so tight he could feet it pumping down the length of hir shaft, the twitch cock rubbing up against his prostate. After a few moments it was simply too much for him, and letting out a high pitched cry of his own he came as well, his cum shooting hard from his shaft to cover hir tail.

Fanning out hir wings, the dragoness let go of his shoulders and wrapped hir arms around his body, pulling him in close as shi trust against him, crying out a second time as another heavy load of cum exploded inside of him. It filled him like nothing before, making his belly swell out with the heavy seed and gasp out in pleasure.

With a moan, Alan fell down against hir arms, panting as the waves of pleasure broke against him and washed away his worries and cares. It felt so good to be held under this powerful animal, speared by hir massive shaft, and taking hir whether he wanted it or not. It was almost the sort of life he could get used to... almost.

Slowly the dragoness lowered him down to the muddy floor, holding him down as shi slowly pulled hir shaft out of him. He found himself turning his head back to watch, gasping at just how much of hir shaft he had taken. It was even bigger then he had thought at first, and even as it was getting soft it was still a sight to behold. Hir fat head pulled out of him with a wet pop, cum flooding out after it. It soaked over his legs and into the mud.

Shi didn't seem to care. The dragoness just gave him a quick lick across the face and sauntered off across the pen.

After a few moments of thought he decided that he wasn't going to find a better place for the night then right there. Putting his head down on his arms he curled up in the mud and cum, letting himself drift off to sleep, a deep rumbling echoing through his body.

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A sound like thunder ran through the barn, echoing over the walls and forcing Alan awake. He lifted his head up from the mud, blinking his eyes as he searched for the source of the sound. Around him the dragoness were all moving towards the back wall of the pen, rushing over each other in the process.

Rubbing his hands across his face, he pulled himself up to his feet, his body feeling sticky with the cum and his ass aching. Each step he took felt very odd, cum still dribbling down his dirty legs. He had to take his time as he walked, bowlegged beyond belief.

He approached the dragonesses, surprised to see that a section of the wall was slowly sliding upwards. Tracing it up the wall he saw that it was basically a large garage door, and on the other side he could see sunlight and grass. As soon as there was enough room the orange dragoness pressed hirself to the ground and squirmed out under the door, the blue one following a few moments later. The rest of them waited until the door as a bit higher before heading outside, the violet dragoness hanging back in the pen, turning hir head back to look at Alan.

The young man walked up to the dragoness, looking between hir and the outdoors just on the other side of the wall. "Am... am I allowed outside?" he asked.

Shi cocked hir head to the side, fanning out hir wings to block off the open doorway for a few moments looking intently at him. Then, with a chitterling laugh, shi tucked hir wings back to hir side and walked out the open door.

Alan decided that was permission enough, he stepped down carefully out of the mud of the pen and onto the thick grass. As his eyes adjusted to the light he saw that they weren't really outside, but in a large pen, fenced in on all four sides as well as across the top. It was big enough for the dragoness to stretch their wings, but not enough to let them actually fly.

The farmer was standing just outside the fence, a smirk on his face as he looked over the young man. "I see someone has been busy."

A blush crossed over his face as he clenched his ass, trying to keep the last of the cum from dripping out, but his legs were already covered with it. He just turned away from the large man, trying not to make it obvious. "It wasn't exactly my idea," he finally said, his voice a bit raspy.

"I'm not surprised, Blue Beam is very aggressive when shi wants something, but it looks like you wanted it too," he said with a smirk, bending down to pick up something from the ground next to the fence.

His blush grew brighter as he looked down at his belly, the dried cum clearly visible for everyone to see. Even worse, as he thought back about every that had happened, he felt himself starting to get hard again. He dropped his hand to cover it, which didn't do much as it rose right out from behind his hands and bounced in front of him. He was surprised at how big he looked, in fact he looked down right huge compared to what he should be.

Outside the pen the farmer stood up, holding the end of a fire hose. "You had better brace yourself girls," he said with a smile, then turned on the water. It blasted through the links of the fence, spraying over all six of the dragons and Alan. While the herms were braced for the impact the force of it blasted him off his feet, sending him sprawling back on the grass.

The farmer passed the water across the pen, pointed it at each dragoness in turn. They all stood in the high powered stream, shifting their bodies to get the majority of the mud off. All but the white dragoness, shi seemed to hold back as far as shi could until all the others had been washed clean. Finally shi moved forward and let herself be washed off, though from the look on hir muzzle it was under protest. As the mud slide off, it reviled the bright highlights of hir blond mane which flashed in the sunlight. Shi shook the water off, then moved to the back corner to pout.

"You had better brace yourself, it's your turn now," he said, starting to move the stream of water towards Alan. He did as he was told, standing up and bracing himself as best as he could. The water hit him on the side of his legs first, nearly knocking them out from under him and washing the mud away from his skin.

The farmer worked the water up along Alan's body, making sure to hit the worst parts of mud with an extra blast, washing it all away. He closed his eyes as the water rose up to blast over his face, soaking his hair down to the scalp. Turning around he allowed the water to work back down from his head and along his back, jumping as it hint a tender spot in the center of his back. He took some extra time to focus on his abused ass, getting it well clean before working on down the young man's legs.

"There you are, nice and clean. Take some time to dry off and I'll tidy up your pen. And we will not have any horsing around this time. I do not want to attract any extra attention."

Alan turned back around, looking down at the farmer. "What about food?"

The man smirked a bit and crossed his arms over his chest. "Well, I'll be feeding them when I let you all back in the pen, where you get your food is up to them."

Letting out a sigh, he nodded his head and pressed it against the fence as the farmer walked away. What was he supposed to do while he waited to maybe get some food, just stand around on the soft grass? He turned back around to look at the dragoness, only to find that all six of them were laying down on their backs in the grass, their breasts jutting high up in the air. They were all close together, each one touch the other wing their wings and tails.

With a shake of his head he decide that he might as well join them. Finding an open spot he laid down on the grass, finding it rather soft on his back, though the heavy collar around his neck was digging into his shoulders. He had almost forgotten that it was ever there.

Closing his eyes, he relaxed in the sunlight, feeling it dry off his skin as he felt a tail flick down to rub along his leg. He scratched at his skin, finding that it was still itching. In fact it felt rather strange, like he was still covered in dried mud. After about ten minutes he opened his eyes and lifted his head, looking down at his belly. The mud had dried down a white color, but it didn't look right. It wasn't dry and dusty like he would expect, instead it was smooth and shiny.

He stroked his fingers over the dried mud, finding that it wasn't just flaking off and was perfectly smooth. Finally he tried to peal it off of his skin, but as he grabbed at the mud and pulled he felt a sharp jolt of pain run through his body, enough that it made him cry out. He took his hand away for a moment, then rubbed at his belly, reeling that it was tender where he had pulled. The dragoness looked up at his sharp cry, the three collard ones letting out a chitterling laugh that harmonized with each other.

Alan frowned, looking down at his belly, rubbing at the dried mud again. Slowly he pulled himself up to his feet, swaying a bit as he reached around to rub at his back, feeling the same slick dried mud over his ass and the small of his back, but this time it was rough... and there was something odd right at the base of his spine.

The dragonesses started to talk with their chitterling voices, nudging at each other and looking over at the young man. Finally the violet dragoness let out a sigh and pulled hirself up to hir feet and walked over to the man. Shi snorted and pressed hir side against his legs and chest, looking up at him with narrow eyes.

"What? I don't understand," he protested.

Shi rolled hir eyes and shook hir head, then lifting up hir tail shi smacked it down against his hand, forcing it down onto hir back.

Letting out his own sigh he rested his hand on hir scales, feeling them moving under his touch. They were warm and slick, much like the dried mud. In fact it felt almost exactly like the mud on his back. With his other hand, he touched his belly, feeling the mud moving under his fingers, flexing as his breathed, warm under his touch. On the other hand the dried mud on his back felt different, in fact it felt closer to hir scales... in fact it felt exactly like hir scales. Letting out a gasp he twisted his head around, looking at his back. It wasn't mud, it was scales. He had scales!

With a yelp he leaped back from the violet dragon and started to paw at the scales on his back, feeling where they ended and his skin began. The edge was flat, one easily turning into the other. Turning his attention to his belly he looked at it again. It wasn't like the scales but it was more slick and leathery, the color starting to darken around the sides of his belly while getting rougher. "What's happening to me?" he asked, looking at the dragons, as if they could answer.

But answer they did, the orange dragoness and the white dragoness both got up stood next to the violet one. Each one of them lifted up their heads, showing up the heavy collar that sat around the base of their neck. Each collar was identical to the other, thick leather with some simple metal pieces.

Reaching up, he felt the collar around his own neck, feeling the leather and the small metal pieces. It was exactly the same as all theirs.

"You... you were people once?"

All three of them nodded their heads, the violet one smirking a bit.

"And them?" he asked, looking to the other dragoness.

The blue dragoness lifted up hir head and let out a long snort of distaste before shi returned to sunning hirself. The remaining two dragoness's didn't even bother to move, though the brown one let out a soft chirp. It seemed pretty clear that they simply didn't care for the idea. Alan look at the three dragons in front of him, looking at the smirks across their faces. The violet dragoness lifted up hir head, moving until shi was eye to eye with him, then licked him gently across the face. Shi let out a soft chirp and then back away a bit. The three looked at each other then back to him, like they were expecting him to say something.

He found himself stumbling back from the dragoness, not taking his eyes off of them until he backed up against the fence. He pressed himself against it, feeling the links rubbing at the tender spots on his back. It couldn't be possible, could it? Could the farmer be somehow be turning him into a dragon? How was that even possible? It just... it seemed too fantastic, even if he was looking at six of them.

"I commend you," the farmer said from behind him.

Alan spun around, glaring down at the farmer through the links of the fence. "I'm not... I'm not going to become one of your animals," he sputtered out.

The farmer just ignored him. "The majority of my girls don't understand what is happening to them until the really enjoyable parts."

He ground his teeth, staring hard down at the farmer before feeling a chill running down his back. He was taller than the famer, by a good six inches, yet when he was caught by the farmer Alan had been the short one. He had grown at least two feet taller! He looked back down at himself, lifting up one foot to look at it. His toe nails were turning black.

"Don't concern yourself, it is very pleasant. I don't want any of my girls to feel discomfort," the farmer replied, looking back at the dragons, a small smile on his face as well as what cloud be mistaken for pride.

"Is that what you told those three when you changed them?" he snapped, pointing at the other collar dragons.

The smile on his face turned into a full smirk. "My dear girl, I've changed far more than those three. My dragons are a precious commodity, each and everyone a special order... except for you. I am making you for my own purposes. I am sure you will not mind in the end."

Alan wrapped his fingers through the links of the fence, letting out a low growl that came from somewhere deep inside of his body. "And this is how you want me to repay you, to be something you can sell?!"

"Oh no, this is just the vehicle for your repayment. That will come later. Very well my girls, the pen has been cleaned and the food is in the troth. Back inside!"

The dragons all nodded and started back towards the door, returning into the mud covered pen. The violet dragoness once again stayed behind, hir eyes on Alan as he stood in place. Shi started to nose at him, trying to push him along, but he wasn't willing to budge, glaring at the farmer.

"Aurora, if you would?" he asked.

The violet dragoness nodded hir head then looked back up at Alan. Shi let out a rather sharp chirp and lifted herself up onto hir haunches, hir four breasts shaking against hir chest. Shi gave him an intent look, but when he didn't move hir tail swept around and hit him across the back of the knees and knocked him off of his feet. He let out a yelp as he fell back while shi jumped forward, wrapping hir forelegs around him and pinning him to hir chest.

"Good girl," the farmer said.

Shi chirped at the praise, then holding him against hir soft breasts drug him out of the grassy enclosure and back into the pen. As soon as they crossed the threshold the door rumbled and started to sink closed behind him to shut with a heavy thud that echoed through the barn.

The violet dragoness, Aurora, let him go, dropping him back down to the mud. He landed with a on his belly, his limbs sliding out from under him. He laid there, trying to understand everything he had just been told. His head was still spinning from it all, making him dizzy as the smell of the mud filled his nose.

What did the farmer want with him? How would he be able to repay anything as one of the dragonesses? He was just confused by everything, how could the farmer change any of them? It sounded like magic, but there wasn't any such thing! Then again, he had accepted the dragoness without even a second thought.

Finally he pulled himself up out of the mud, wiping it off his face. Looking around he saw that the other dragons had moved to the food troth, pressing in to receive their meal. The only holdout was the white dragoness. Shi was on hir back, flipping and rolling around in the mud, making sure to cover every inch of hirself with it.

He stood upright, flexing his toes in the mud, feeling it squish deeply between them. He lifted one up and took a closer look, surprised to see that his toes nails had grown in the short time he had been outside. The tips of each one were starting to turn into claws. Alan carefully put his foot back down, taking a step forward only for the mud to pull at his feet. He found himself falling yet again into the mud. Something that was becoming far too common in his opinion. He pulled himself up onto his hands and knees, starting to crawl across the mud, heading for the troth. He wanted some solid food, if they would actually let him eat.

Once again, as he neared the troth, the dragoness moved to block his way. He didn't bother to protest, he just sat down in the mud and put his head in his hands. What was he supposed to do? The dragons wouldn't let him get out of the pen, in fact they seemed more interested in watching him change... which was quite possibly the case. But he had agreed to this, even though he hadn't known what he was getting into. He had let the farmer put the collar on him and to be thrown into the pen, all to avoid the embarrassment of being caught with a horse. Maybe that embarrassment was preferable to becoming one of these herd animals.

Reaching down, he pushed the mud off his belly, looking at the smooth scales that were growing over him. His nipples were starting to grow darker as the new flesh wrapped around them. They had grown lager as well, standing out promptly on his chest. He stroked his fingers over them, feeling a jolt of pleasure rush through his body, making him gasp as his shaft twitch in excitement and his nipples got hard.

There was something else as well, feelings like he had never had before. He looked closer at his chest, past large nipples. He could see areas on his white belly that were still pink. There were small points that looked like small version of his nipples. With a shaking had he reached down to touch them, sending another jolt of pleasure rushing through his body, spurring his shaft into swelling out a bit more. At the same time there was a new feeling, deep inside of him, down between his legs.

A huge weight started to form in the center of his gut as he looked back at the dragonesses watching their tails swaying as they ate, reveling a line of mixed sexes stacked between their legs. What he saw reminded him again of what he already knew. Every single one of the dragoness were a hermaphrodite.

With a quavering hand he slowly reached down, sliding it between his legs. He slipped his fingers up under his balls, touching the skin between it and his ass. It was no longer smooth flesh, instead he could feel the slick scales already forming, as well as what could only be the developing folds of a female sex...

To Be Continued...

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This story was written and copyright 2012 by Theo Winters, reposting and archiving are allowed as long as this copyright notice and the author's name are not removed. This story cannot be published without permission of the author, violators will be dealt with by the stallion.