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Shaking his head as he stepped around a few of the younger agents in the hall, Rex ducked into one of the many break rooms that littered the agency building. For once, it was empty, but considering how he seemed to draw some of the different employees to him somehow - he suspected some kind of magnetism that one of the sub-officers had come up with but not reported - he doubted that it would stay empty for very long.

Nevertheless, he took advantage of the silence and sat himself down at one of the tables, shaking his head a little bit. "A person shouldn't have to try this hard to avoid figuring out the surprise of a surprise party," Rex muttered to himself as he leaned back in his chair.

Staring at the ceiling, he let his mind drift around a bit, wondering just what kind of things the rest of the agency might be planning for him. The other officers were constantly scheming among themselves, trying to get a one-up on each other, but they might put that down for a little while. He doubted it, though, particularly with one of them currently out of commission and the other two jockeying for position to take advantage of that while Jace was busy.

The soft squeaking of a loose wheel caught his attention, and the husky turned his attention towards the door. A cart with a cake on it went by quietly, pushed by a naked dragon with his eyes half closed. Just a little bit of genitalia could be seen, and Rex couldn't stop the little chuckle that slipped from his lips, shaking his head as Jace walked by. The red and black dragon seemed utterly relaxed, almost like he was sleepwalking as he pushed the cart along. The husky leaned forward a bit, just looking at the dragon's ass for a second before Jace walked out of sight, then turned his head back to the ceiling.

The first time that Rex had seen Jace like that, he had rolled his eyes a bit, but after the first few days, it was just a little funny. As one of the top three officers that dealt with different affairs in the place, Jace was hit by stuff like this more often than most would believe, but then again, he often gave as good as he got. Sometimes the husky wondered if they even needed people outside of the place to keep them on their toes; they seemed to do that to each other almost as well as anyone else could. Ah well. If Jace was still like this after another week, he'd put a stop to it. They did need the dragon to be able to do his work, after all, and he couldn't do that if he was being sent down the hall for a birthday that had already stretched out for a week.

Unable to keep himself interested in the ceiling for long, Rex leaned forward, looking at the table and his hands as his mind went off in a couple dozen different directions, each one tangentially related to the one topic that he was trying not to think about too hard.

His birthday.

The husky wasn't one of those that got upset on their birthdays, nor did he really get bothered by the thought of years passing by, or think that he needed to stop celebrating them. He just knew that if he thought about it for too long, he'd find some way to figure out the surprise before he could enjoy it. It wouldn't be too hard, if he really started looking into it, but he still liked surprises. And the other agents probably wouldn't appreciated having their surprise ruined, either, and he didn't want to put himself on a hit list for retribution pranks if he could avoid it.

That was the reason why he was wandering all over the building, trying out the different floors, keeping himself away from his various employees as much as he could. When he was alone and moving, it was easy enough to keep himself distracted, motivated by something else than his curiosity, but when he sat down - or when he was around the other agents - he quickly started focusing on his curiosity rather than his desire to keep a surprise party a surprise.

If only I could paint, Rex thought to himself with a shake of his head. That was one thing that would make it a good deal easier. Painting cleared his head, helped him calm down for a while, taking his focus away from things he didn't want to think about, and put it squarely on the canvas instead of on the problem at hand. Art was his favorite hobby, whether it was painting, sketching, or any other form of visual creation, and he always enjoyed the times when he could retreat to his private office on the upper levels of the building and just spend some time with his brush and canvas.

There was just one problem. He needed someone to be there with him, some sort of subject to work with, or it was as bad as being by himself down here. Admittedly, he could get one of the agents to come up there with him and pose for a while, but that would be a bit of abuse of authority. Not something he was a stranger to, but not something that he did as often as the other people in authority in the agency either.

As he debated the merits of getting someone else up there, he heard another set of footsteps entering the break room. Sighing, the husky turned his head, wondering who had come in.

To his surprise, it was Taiko, the co-founder of the agency. Dressed in a clinging suit that showed off his physique, the dragon looked like he had just come from a formal party rather than his office. A small smile crossed Rex's muzzle, and he waved the dragon over to his table. "Didn't expect to see you down here. What happened to all that work out in the field you had to do?"

"Oh, I finished that up a few days ago," Taiko said. The green and yellow dragon sat down in one of the other chairs at the table, stretching his arms out before laying them on the table. "It was just a little thing that needed some personal attention, nothing major. I just had to make sure that everything upstairs was in order for the last couple days. You know how it goes."

"Do I ever," Rex said, shaking his head as well. "So, is this an invite to my surprise party, or are you just killing time until something else comes up?"

"Just killing time," the dragon said, shrugging his shoulders. "Sorry if you're disappointed, but I try to keep out of the party details...unless I'm the one throwing them, of course."

Nodding his head, Rex looked over the dragon. Though the two of them had co-founded the agency, Taiko had kept himself more active than he had, or at least that was the impression that one would get, looking between the two of them. The green and yellow dragon had a more muscular physique, something more sculpted, like what someone would see down at a gym rather than someone that sat at a desk all day. He stood just an inch under Rex's height, but the sheer muscle that he had packed under his scales made him look a little bit taller.

Rex, on the other hand, was in almost as good physical shape, but had a bit of a muscle gut that stuck over his waist. Nothing to make him look fat, but definitely something that made his suits - on the rare occasion that he wore them - strain a little bit. He took good care of his body, but the gut seemed like it was there to stay, no matter how he tried to work with it. So, he enjoyed it for all it was worth. There were more than a few guys out there that enjoyed the bigger bodies, and it helped him get a little more...attention...from people that otherwise wouldn't be as interested.

Taiko looked up at him, and chuckled softly. "You are bored out of your mind, aren't you?"

"What gave you that idea?"

"The fact that you're staring at me like I'm under a microscope, mostly," the dragon said with a chuckle. He shook his head a few times. "Well, it's looking like everyone else is going to be a little while with getting you for your party - "

"You can say that again," Rex said, rolling his eyes. "They got Jace within hours of him coming in, but they're waiting a while for me."

"They respect you a little more than they do Jace, I think," the dragon said with a shrug. "Anyway, I can't leave a friend bored and with nothing to do. Come on, let's go back up to your office. It's been a while since you've had a subject to paint, so why don't you paint me? I could use something to hang on a wall."

The offer surprised the husky, but he smiled nonetheless and nodded his head. "That sounds like a good idea to me. I have a few ideas of poses, if you don't mind."

"Don't mind at all. This is to keep you from going nuts, and I get a free portrait out of it, so who am I to complain if you have a particular pose that you'd prefer to paint?" Taiko chuckled, standing up and offering a hand to the husky, pulling him out of his chair. "Come on, let's get upstairs."

Following behind the dragon, Rex couldn't stop another smile from creeping across his muzzle. He had a good bit of poses in mind, and a good bit of features that he might add to the dragon's image. There had been more than a few times that he had imaged Taiko just a little differently, with a few little tweaks to his body, and this would be the perfect time to get his friend's opinion on how he would look with a different appearance.

They took the elevator up, using one of the express ones. Taiko had to use an access card to open it, which sent them rocketing up the floors to where Rex kept his private office. His public office, on a different floor, could be accessed easier - which he approved of, considering how he was supposed to keep things running smoothly around the agency and he needed access to the agents employed here to do that - but the private one had more security to it, and only Taiko and the three top officers in the agency regularly got into it without informing him first.

When they reached the right floor, Rex led the way into the office, opening the door and stepping in. He heard Taiko close the door behind them, but he was already pulling out one of the spare canvases from the closet at the end of the office. He already had a stand to put it on, and all he needed to do was mix a little paint before they got started.

As he got the tubes for the paint out, laying them on his desk, he looked over his shoulder. "You wanna get undressed for this, Taiko? Nude modeling is the best for the poses that I had in mind for this session."

"No problem," the dragon said, starting to take his clothes off.

Rex watched out of the corner of his eye as the dragon started taking his clothes off. It was always nice to watch Taiko get undressed, rare though the occasion could be. The dragon had a sort of elegant playfulness to the way that he disrobed, taking his time while never making someone wait too long to see what lay hidden underneath. It was something that could have been suited to a stripper stage, Rex thought to himself, if the dragon didn't have that bit of a cocky smirk when he was taking his clothes off. It made it a little too playful to be successful in any sort of professional arena.

Then again, if Taiko ever took up professional stripping, then Rex would need to find an asylum to check him into until he found out who had screwed with the dragon's head. And that was more likely to happen than not, in a place like this.

The husky husky squeezed the different paints out onto a wood palette, kept in his office exclusively for this purpose. He used a small pencil - the eraser and the graphite within long removed - to stir it together, mixing it well, before he reached into another drawer for the last tool that he needed.

His fingers wrapped around a brush with a slightly green tip. It wasn't dried paint, as most people would have undoubtedly thought, but something a little bit different. Another, broader smile tugged at his lips, pulling them up, and he felt a little stirring below the waist in excitement. Yes, this was going to be a good painting session, a very good one.

Turning, he found that Taiko had finished stripping, his body completely exposed. His stomach was hard with muscles, the bulges well defined and very visible, to the point where he could easily count the six pack that the dragon had. The yellow scales of his belly and the inner parts of legs, as well as the underside of his tail, balanced out the almost overwhelming green that was all that most people got to see, making it a little less emerald and more of a mix, a little more pleasant to the eye.

Rex couldn't stop a little chuckle as he saw that his friend was getting erect already, his external cock - something of a rarity among dragons, he had found - rising upwards rapidly. "You just can't help yourself when it comes to getting naked in front of someone else, can you?" the husky asked, shaking his head a few times.

"Hey, you're gonna draw me naked. I might as well give you something nice to look at while I'm in the buff, huh?" Taiko said with a little chuckle.

"I guess so," Rex said. He pulled a chair out from behind his desk, setting it down in front of the canvas. Rather than sit in it right away though, the husky started pulling off his clothes as well. "But I don't think I should be the only one getting a show, huh? And I want to be more comfortable while I work, if you know what I mean."

"Heh, I do. I see that bulge, Rex; go ahead and strip. I'll wait."

Rather than tease the dragon, Rex just got out of his clothes quickly, taking them off and discarding them, throwing them behind his desk. He just shrugged as the dragon's eyes went over him, though he did give a grin and put his hands on his hips when Taiko's eyes eventually reached his groin. Erect as the dragon, he was perhaps a little bigger, though not in the league of inches bigger. It was a close thing, something to tease each other about more than anything else, or argue about on a slow day if there was nothing better to do.

But that was something for later. After giving the dragon a chance to get a good look, Rex sat himself down in his chair, looking at his canvas. His mind flipped between the different pose ideas he had, thinking about the merits of each, before he settled down on the perfect one. It would show off the dragon perfectly as he was, as well as give him a chance to modify the painting a bit to let him get a better look at how Taiko would look with his features just a little different.

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The dragon chuckled as he got into the pose Rex requested. Thrusting one arm up towards his right, he turned his head and brought his other arm up towards his chest. His fingers pointed outwards, away from him, and he put a grin on his face. Conscious of the way that this pose flexed his muscles, the dragon made himself relax a little bit. He had posed for Rex enough times to know that he could get uncomfortable quickly if he wasn't careful. Tensed muscles looked dramatic, but they did not feel very good after a long time in pose.

The harder task was keeping his eyes pointed forward so that he was not messing up the portrait by looking back at the painter. Rex could probably avoid problems with that, but it was just more difficulty that he didn't want to give the husky, particularly with how the husky was painting him for free, and on his birthday no less.

Rex was well known as an artist through the agency, though surprisingly, most of the agents and the officers couldn't remember most of his art. Taiko had a few pieces that the husky had done, mostly as reminders of things that they had gone through before, but this was the first time that he would be getting one of himself. He was curious just how it would look when it was done; the others were good, but they were of people that they had known in the past, people that weren't around the agency anymore. This one he could directly compare to himself, so it was going to be interesting.

The minutes ticked on and on as he stood there, holding the pose for the husky to copy down on the canvas. Facing a wall with a clock on it, he knew just how long he had been standing in one place, and it let him guess about how far along the husky was with his art. At the fifteen minute mark, he made sure to stiffen up a bit, keeping his body from twitching or trembling, and at the twenty five minute mark, he stifled a yawn to keep his mouth closed for painting.

At the thirty minute mark, though, he flicked his eyes towards the canvas and the husky behind it. "So, you have my head done yet?" Taiko asked curiously. He had started this with an erection, and it was getting harder and harder to keep it up and steady, particularly when he wasn't giving it direct stimulation.

"I got the head done. Just finishing up with your stomach and your crotch now," the husky said.

"Shouldn't that be finishing up with my feet, or is this just a top only portrait?"

"I start from the top and the bottom and work my way to the center," Rex said, pausing to look around. "It works a little better that way. Now, don't move. I want to make sure that I get this right, and if you move, I'm going to have to start all over, and neither of us want that."

No, they didn't, Taiko thought to himself. Though he didn't mind posing - particularly naked, able to show off his cock like this - he was starting to get a little uncomfortable, his legs wanting to move and stretch rather than hold themselves in a posed position. It was not the worst one, but it had been a full thirty minutes in one pose.

He groaned softly, and Rex stuck his head out from behind the canvas again. "Something wrong?"

"No, no," Taiko said. "Just suddenly thought I should have brought a watermelon or two up from the break room. Would have made this a little more complete with one under my arm or something," he said jokingly.

Rex rolled his eyes, shaking his head, though there was just enough of a moment before he ducked behind the canvas again for Taiko to see that he had gotten the husky to smile. Good, he thought to himself. Always good to get a grin out of his friend.

He turned his eyes back to the clock, listening to the soft tick, tick, tick of the clock as well as the swish swosh of the brush on the canvas. Both sounds were so quiet that he had to strain his ears to hear them at all, but it was better to listen to that than to have his ears filled with silence. That, combined with the seemingly endless posing, would have driven him totally crazy before Rex was done painting.

As the clock reached the forty minute mark, the dragon blinked softly, feeling a little tingle building in his groin. It was small, subtle, but it was slowly building, growing stronger with each passing second. It started like a tickle, almost making him laugh, but then it got stronger. Like an electric current, but one that didn't hurt. An energetic sort of tingle that kept him from noticing anything else. He tried to ignore it, but when it got strong enough to make his erection feel weird, he had to look down.

Before his eyes, he could see his cock throbbing, twitching like it did when it was on the verge of a climax, but he didn't feel that pleasure now. He hadn't even touched himself since he'd gotten naked, so that was impossible.

But then again, so was what he was seeing. His cock was pushing further and further out from his groin, almost as though something had grabbed him from just behind his cock head and started tugging. It looked like it should have been painful, but instead it was arousing, tingling almost like he did a little bit before an orgasm. The dragon groaned softly as he watched his cock stretch out for a few inches, getting longer, and longer, and perhaps a little bit thicker as well, the yellow shaft getting to be a bigger specimen of dragon maleness.

The end of it was getting a little wider as well, bigger to match his new length. It was just amazing to look at, and he almost forgot to breathe as he watched it change, extending and pushing out from his crotch. The tugging and tingling feeling felt so good that he wondered if he might feel himself cum from this feeling, and if that didn't work, seeing himself transform into something new, something different....might...

He blinked a little bit, the tingling around his cock fading. What exactly was he thinking about? Something new? Some new partner or something? That must have been it, since he was looking down at his cock. After all, his cock was a little too big for some people to take. Taiko looked over at Rex, who smiled at him over the canvas. He might be a little fun later; Taiko recalled that the husky had a few toys that were about his size. Maybe he should come by after work was over and show his friend a good time.

Taiko's brain felt a little fuzzy for a few seconds as he tried to think of what had been on his mind just a moment ago. It was at the tip of his tongue....and then it was gone. Whatever he'd been thinking of, been so startled by, was forgotten. It must not have been all that important, he supposed.

Shaking his head, the dragon turned his head to look at the husky again. "You have to be almost done by now," he said. "How much more do you have to do?"

"Not much more," Rex said with a shake of his head. "Just gotta get your chest and stomach, and then you'll be free to go," the husky explained.

Rolling his eyes and ignoring the twitching of his cock, Taiko got back into pose. His arms were getting a little tired, and he was a little surprised that he had managed to keep hard this long. Usually his cock didn't want to stay hard without direct stimulation, due to all the blood that had to fill it to keep it hard, but maybe he was just a bigger exhibitionist than he thought. Showing off was pretty fun, after all, the dragon thought to himself as he looked over at the husky. Particularly when he got to show off to a good friend.

A few minutes later, the husky pulled the brush away from the painting. "There, done," Rex said with a nod of approval.

Before Taiko could step out of pose, though, he felt a tingling, focused around his stomach. It tickled at first, and then started to feel much stronger, drawing his eyes down in mixed worry and curiosity.

As he watched, his stomach started to bubble outwards, the yellow scales of his belly pushed out in front of his muscles. The carefully defined bulges of his muscles were smoothed over, but he could still feel them, could make out the hardness under the growing smoothness as he reached down. Taiko stroked his stomach, feeling his muscles get submerged under the growing gut.

It was so strange to not feel the bumps of his six-pack under his fingers as he ran his hand from his pectorals down to his waist and back up again. Instead of a straight line that had a few bumps from his muscles, it was a smooth swelling that pushed his hand out in a curve. It wasn't a huge gut, not even the amount of chub that Rex had around his middle, but rather a muscle gut, like someone that had spent all his life in the gym but then missed a week or so might get. A muscle gut, he thought to himself in shock.

For a moment, he remembered a conversation that he'd had with Rex in the past, about the body types that they liked. Rex had mentioned that he liked big guys, men with meat on their bones, muscled with a little bit of roundness to go with it. Was this....

Then the thought faded, Taiko left blinking a few times, looking at his hand stroking his stomach. "Heh," the dragon muttered to himself, patting the bit of bulge that he had over his muscles. The hardness behind the bulge could still be felt, it just required a little more pressure to get through the padding on top of it.

Shaking his head, Taiko looked over to Rex. "Good thing I got at least one guy in the building that likes guys with a bit of meat on their bones, huh?" the dragon said. "I remember when we first met, and you started grinning the minute you saw me looking like this."

"You looked great then, and you look great now," Rex said with a nod of his head. The husky kicked the dragon's clothes over to him, sliding them across the floor. "Heh, why don't you get back to your office? I'll bring the portrait around in a little while, let you hang it on the wall if you want. Though if you want to show off like that, maybe you shouldn't wear clothes at all, huh?"

"Ha ha, Rex," Taiko said, rolling his eyes. "I'll put it where I please. Don't you worry about how others will see it. I'll handle that." He picked up his clothes, pulling them back on. The bulge in the front was quite noticeable, both at the crotch and the belly, but one would go down eventually, and the other would look better when he got to that tailor he'd scheduled some time with later today, so the dragon wasn't too concerned about that.

After buttoning up the front of his suit, Taiko nodded in thanks at the husky, and walked out the door, his mind already back on agency business.

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Smiling to himself, the husky pulled the portrait off of the easel. "That was a good little session," the naked canine muttered to himself, looking at the portrait with not a little bit of pride.

It was an excellent representation of his co-founder, he had to admit, but he couldn't take all of the credit. Rex looked down at the brush he'd laid down on the easel with the paint, the tip still faintly green despite having been covered in paint for the last half hour, and despite him using more yellow towards the end than any other color.

That was his secret. He'd found the brush quite a few years ago, when he was a good bit younger than he was today, and when he thought more with the head in his pants than the one on his shoulders. It had given him the skill to paint well, and the ability to change what he painted into something that he could enjoy better than the original. Of course, the painting still had to resemble the original in a recognizable way for it to work, but it still was a good way to keep himself entertained.

And in this case, quite beneficial. Rex had been trying to imagine Taiko with a muscle gut and bigger cock for a while, but his imagination had not quite lived up to what the reality was.

Or rather, what the new reality was. The husky chuckled to himself as he carried the portrait to his closet. The dragon's new look was only new to him; to everyone else in the building, hell, to the rest of the world, Taiko would look no different than he had for years, everyone else familiar with his muscle gut and his new cock bulge.

Just looking at the painting sent a stirring through Rex's cock in a way that Taiko's earlier body could never quite manage. The husky indulged himself with a few little strokes, but stopped before he could go too far. He licked the pre off of his fingers, wanting to make sure that he wouldn't stain the painting when he put it away.

"I wonder who I'll get next," Rex muttered to himself as he opened his closet, setting the portrait down inside. There were others, paintings that he had managed to get other members of the agency to hold still for. A seated picture of Jace, his scales a little more defined and his muscles leaner than they had once been; of Alek and Spike, one of the few times that they had been together in the same room without going crazy; even some of the lower ranking agents, each one different from the last, each one a record of his many fantasies. There had to be dozens in there.

And there were dozens more canvasses to fill.