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Bio-Alchemy: Transformation

by Devo

It had been only a few hours since the experiment. Arke sat on the floor in the middle of his hidden laboratory beneath the Xenkar Academy, completely nude, with a large sand dragoness watching him from behind glass. The force-grown pseudodragon spawn that Arke and Brena had worked so hard to produce had fulfilled its intended purpose and had entered its 'host'. Now the end result of the experiment was due. The white furred wolf sat calmly on the marble floor within the large transmutation circle, a hand paw gently caressing his over-endowed cock and balls, which were now slowly beginning to shrink back down to their original size as the pseudodragon they had ingested was beginning to break down, its biological essence dispersing throughout Arke's body and combining with his own cells.

"It's time." Arke announced as he continued kneading his swollen sac, moaning softly with pleasure.

The changes were becoming apparent now. Brena looked out at the wolf as his body slowly began to transform. The first noticeable change was Arke's ears, which seemed to sink lower down the sides of his head. As they shifted position, the ears thinned out and became longer. They now looked more like elven ears than wolf ears, of course they still had fur but the flesh was more pronounced now, like it had been pulled and stretched.

The next change was Arke's muscles. The wolf was quite slender originally, his muscles didn't really show before. But now his whole body was becoming more toned, his pectorals expanding and the bumps of his abs popping up beneath; he now had an impressive six-pack upon his torso. His hands glided over his torso and gently stroked over his beautifully sculpted muscles, murring in delight. It felt so good touching himself like this. As long as his body was changing it would remain quite sensitive, and he wanted to savour the feeling for as long as it lasted.

The wolf suddenly shuddered as the skin beneath his fur began to tingle and itch. Okay, he thought, this doesn't feel so good. Arke felt as though he had been jinxed somehow, like Fate had been observing him and saw how much he was enjoying his transformation, and decided to be a complete bitch and replace his euphoria with irritation. The itching spread across Arke's chest, his back, down his thighs and across his arms. Unable to control himself, Arke began to scratch at one of his arms, and that's when he realized what had happened. His skin was starting to feel rough and crinkly under his fur, and he realized that this was because he was starting to develop scales. The scales weren't showing because of his fur, which the wolf was relieved to see wasn't falling off of him. He loved his fur, it would be a shame if he lost it.

Eventually the itching subsided, and the scales were still hidden beneath Arke's snow white pelt. He flexed his arms as their muscles built up, grinning broadly at the sight of his biceps. His muscles never really showed up before, he always looked so slender, even feminine some might say. He was hardly weak, but his smooth and youthful physique disguised his true strength. Strength which was now increasing due to this wonderful transformation.

Arke's lupine tail seemed to jut out as the next change took place down there. The wolf could feel his tail becoming slightly heavier as the base thickened and swelled, scales quickly growing out of the skin. The unusual sensation spread all the way to the tip of the tail, and what happened next really took Arke by surprise. Because what happened next... hurt.

He yelped loudly as pain built up along his tail, the muscle tissue inside felt as though it were ripping apart. Brena was watching the whole process and her soothing telepathic voice reassured Arke that the pain would not last. "Don't panic. It will be over soon. Just try and relax."

Easier said than done, Arke thought as he clenched his eyes shut and grit his teeth. Luckily the pain did not last, and the wolf shuddered as the agonising discomfort was suddenly lifted from him. He tried turning his head to get a decent look at what had happened to his tail. Because of the painful sensations, he was expecting to see a lot of blood. He sighed with relief when he found none, and he flexed his tail and shifted it to the side so he could get a better view of it. What he saw was quite a surprise: his tail had grown at least thirty centimetres longer, and it had become forked as well. Two pointed prongs protruded from the tail's tip, the limb's extra muscle tissue making it more prehensile than it was before.

Arke suddenly brought a hand to his head and he winced in pain. It felt like something was trying to push its way out of his skull. Horns, he immediately thought. And he was right on the money, two small black protrusions had appeared upon his head, growing out beneath the bangs of white hair hanging in front of his forehead. The pain didn't last, the horns stopped growing after three centimetres. By this time, the wolf's groin had been reduced back to its original size. The lupine alchemist relaxed in the euphoria of a complete transformation, a satisfied smile creeping across his muzzle. He looked up toward the glass tank in which Brena resided, she was smiling down at him.

"Congratulations, Arke. Your transformation is complete. You look quite lovely with that tail and those horns, I must say." The sand dragoness's purple eyes examined Arke's altered form carefully. He did look quite striking with these changes to his person. Although his muscles had grown out somewhat, he still bore a rather slender figure. Fully clothed, you wouldn't be able to notice any changes to his body, other than the tail.

Arke looked over his altered body, flexing is enhanced muscles, feeling the new found power they contained. His throat rumbled and his paws began to explore over his body. His fur felt smoother than before and he could feel the soft but strong scales beneath the pelt. He felt over his back as well, and he felt somewhat cheated when he discovered that there were no wings back there, not even undeveloped wings. Brena could sense his disappointment. "Sorry, darling. But you knew that the transformation was variable between different subjects. Some draconic qualities are more pronounced, others may not appear at all."

Arke sighed. "I know, but it doesn't make it any less disappointing." He chuckled slightly, lifting his head. "I almost hope that Devo misses out on them too, I'd hate for him to provoke my envy."

Arke's eyes widened as he suddenly remembered his vulpine apprentice. Devo was no doubt discovering his changes about now, or he would be very soon. He turned to Brena, who already knew what was on the wolf's mind. "Go to him. I'll see you later." Brena tilted her head toward the laboratory exit in a beckoning fashion. Arke turned toward the door, grabbing his robe off the floor on his way out.

* * * *

Devo stirred uncomfortably in his sleep, though the word 'sleep' didn't really apply. His eyes were closed, but he was for the most part concious. He felt hot and itchy all over, and the sheets of his bed did nothing to relieve the tension. He wondered what was wrong, had he come down with something? For a moment he thought he might have flu, since he ached all over and was seeing blurry images in his head. And what strange images they were. He could see himself and a small reptilian creature, and the creature was actually crawling inside him. Into his penis, no less, which seemed so much bigger than before...

Devo's eyes flew open. He remembered now. Somehow he had forgotten what had taken place in Arke's secret laboratory only hours ago: the enormous dragon behind glass, the feelings of arousal and desire he experienced, Arke's comforting embrace... and of course, the shocking growth of his genitalia, which then consumed a small dragon!

Devo shifted beneath his sheets, throwing them off of himself in one swift motion. He looked down between his legs to see that his cock and balls hadn't shrunk down to their original size. But they weren't quite as big as they were during Arke's experiment, so they must be shrinking down. Devo carefully placed both of his hands on his slowly deflating sac, murring softly at the touch. His balls were quite sensitive right now and they felt so good when he rubbed them.

As he rubbed his over-inflated testicles gently, the fox felt a tingle spread from his groin all across his body. He shuddered, it felt rather pleasant. The tingling continued as, unbeknownst to Devo, the skin beneath his fur began to take on a slightly more coarse texture. At the same time, the fox began to feel a strange pressure building up along his tail, like the fluffy appendage was becoming thicker. And heavier. Which indeed it was. Distracted by the discomfort in his tail, the fox stopped kneading his balls and grabbed his tail, holding it gently. It did feel heavier than before, and he couldn't help but notice that it seemed to be getting slightly shorter. The fox's handpaws gently caressed over the soft, fluffy length, it tingled even more as Devo's fingers brushed over the underside. He looked down at his tail with a puzzled expression and brought his hand away to see what was wrong. As he took his hand away, he brought with it a great clump of fur. His eyes widened with shock. WHAT THE HELL!?

Ignoring the weight of his balls, Devo got up off of the bed and quickly lumbered over to his closet. He opened the door to reveal the full length mirror inside. He paid close attention to his tail, noticing more lumps of his fur were hanging off. Where the fur used to be was an unusual dull yellow patch on the underside of the fox's tail. That can't be right, Devo thought, shouldn't my skin be dark pink?

Devo's hand carefully touched under his tail. The skin felt quite smooth, but not as soft as it should. He recalled what he and Arke had discussed prior to the experiment, to the experience of consuming a living creature with his shaft. Gods, that felt good, he thought briefly, then came back to the present and realised what was happening. The living essence of the pseudodragon was combining with his body. He was becoming part dragon, just as Arke had said would happen.

In a matter of seconds, Devo's tail had completely lost its fluffy appeal, balls of fur now littering the floor surrounding the transforming fox's feet. His tail still had fur, but it felt smoother and it only covered the upper half of the appendage. The underside of the tail, which appeared to be more serpentine than vulpine now, was covered in dull yellow scales. Devo had to admit he found it looking rather attractive, although he would miss having a long, fluffy noodle to cuddle while he slept.

Suddenly Devo tensed all over. He fell to his knees and shuddered, wrapping his arms around himself. His body felt hot and quite uncomfortable. What's happening now? He thought.

His silent question was immediately answered as he looked down at his arms. He could see his fur thinning out slightly, his muscles beginning to bulge beneath his pelt. He looked forward into the mirror again, still shuddering as the sensation of change assaulted his body. It did not last, however, and Devo sighed with relief. He looked at himself in the mirror carefully and could see that his muscles had become more pronounced. The change wasn't that significant as far as his eyes could tell, he still looked rather slim, he just looked more athletic now. He certainly felt that way, as though he had been pumped with raw power. Devo smiled as he admired his figure in the mirror... then his jaw dropped.

Devo gaped down over his belly to find that his fur was starting to slide off. He panicked and thought to himself Dammit! How much fur am I going to lose, anyway!? This isn't fair, I love my fur!

Devo pressed his hands against his belly, trying to keep the white fur from falling away. It wasn't going to help and he knew it, so he gave up with a whimper and pulled his hands away and watched as the fur fell to the floor. Where the fur had been were now plates of dull yellow scale, much like the scales on Devo's undertail. Devo had to admit that it still looked rather attractive, but that was beside the point. He had always loved his fur, it was quite a shock to find himself losing it. He looked down at his crotch. His balls and sheath were still covered in fur, and he couldn't help but wonder why the fur had fallen out from under his tail and up his belly, but his crotch had been ignored? He shrugged and paid it no mind, he should be glad he still had fur there. And he still had his white chest fur as well. His pectorals looked fluffier than before, and Devo ran a hand through the thick white tuft upon his chest. He loved how it felt when he stroked over his chest, it was so nice. He murred softly as he stroked himself, and not just his chest. His left hand had moved down and begun fondling his crotch, which by then had shrunk down to a more realistic size.

The now dragon-fox took shallow breaths as he pawed off in front of the mirror. By the Gods, he looked sexy. He hadn't really considered himself vain before, but this was such a unique experience he had just been through. It would be wrong not to try and savour it. As his paws explored over his front, Devo smiled and turned around. He looked back to try and get a good look at his back in the mirror. What he saw puzzled him: a pair of unusual scar-like ridges had appeared. They appeared to be a dull brown, like scab tissue, but Devo wondered how they could have got there. He smacked is forehead with his palm, it was so obvious. This must be another part of the transformation. But what could those ridges possibly be? What purpose did they-?

Devo's mind cut itself off as he figured out what the ridges were supposed to be. Wings. Now he liked the idea of having a nice big pair of wings to allow him to fly, but the idea of them tearing out of his back made him feel nauseous. This was surely going to be very painful. He fell to his knees, again wrapping his arms around himself and began to sob. The pain hadn't even come, but the fear and anticipation of the agony that was to come was sheer torture. Through tear-glazed eyes, Devo looked at the reflection of his wing ridges in the mirror, expecting to see them twitch as they began to push their way out of him. But nothing was happening. There was no pain, no growth. Nothing.

Arke was making his way down the halls of the main dormitory of the Academy grounds after hastily getting dressed. Hastily being the appropriate term as he only wore his long red robe and a black pair of long shorts. He wanted to check on Devo, see if his student was doing well with his transformation. He soon approached the door to Devo's room and knocked three times. "Devo? Are you okay?" he called softly so as to not wake any of the other students. He could hear sobbing on the other side of the door. Not wasting another moment, Arke pushed the door open and stepped inside. He found Devo knelt on the floor, surrounded by strands of fur with his face buried in his hands as he cried. Were it not for the circumstances, Arke would have thought that Devo was intentionally harming himself, but he knew that the fox was more stable than that.

Arke knelt before his pupil and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Look at me, Devo."

The dragon-fox didn't respond.

"Come on, look at me." The dragon-wolf's grip tightened over Devo's shoulder. Slowly, the fox's face lifted and stared into Arke's azure eyes.

"They... they won't come out..." The fox stuttered, then wrapped his arms tightly around Arke and cried on his shoulder.

Arke held the fox close to him and did his best to comfort his distressed apprentice. He looked down over Devo's back and saw the two scaly ridges. He immediately knew what they were. "Calm down, kid. It may take time for the wings to grow completely. Once they have, I'm sure-"

Devo cut him off. "It's going to hurt!! It's really going to bloody hurt and waiting for the pain is torture! Why can't I just get it over and done with!?"

As if on cue, that's when the pain came. Devo cried out in agony as the ridges on his back slowly began to stretch outwards. Arke stepped back and gave the fox space, watching in awe and concern for his apprentice, who was now curled up on the floor screaming as his new wings began to sprout from his back.

Arke dug a hand into the inside pocket of his robe, pulling out a small vial of blue liquid. He approached Devo and pulled the cap off the vial, lifted the fox's head up and poured the liquid down his throat. "Don't worry, this will help. It's going to reduce the pain."

The painkiller was fast acting. While it didn't completely wash away the pain, it helped to relax Devo a bit. He shuddered as though a tremendous weight was lifted from him. He took deep, slow breaths, still wincing as his wings continued to slide from his back. Arke stayed by the fox's side, supporting him and easing him along his painful transformation.

After a few minutes, it was over. Devo lay flat on his front on the floor, his new wings fully emerged. Arke stared at them in admiration. They were quite striking: dull, brown scaled ridges held together by a dull yellow membrane, a small bony spike protruding from the joints.

Arke knelt down and helped Devo to his feet. "There you go, kid. It's over now."

Devo's eyes slowly opened to the image of himself in the mirror. He stared at the magnificent wings spreading out proudly from behind him, his mouth curving into a relieved smile. Arke stood behind him, feeling over the wings features. He seemed to like them quite a bit, and so did Devo. He tried to flap them a little, just a little to get used to the feeling. He ended up flapping so hard, he knocked Arke off of his feet. He wheeled around and helped the wolf up. "Oh Gods, these things are awesome! They feel amazing! Oh, um... sorry about that." He let out an embarrassed chuckle.

Arke smiled broadly, happy that his student had perked up now that his wings had fully grown and his transformation was complete. "Congratulations, Devo!" he said and pulled the fox into a loving hug, which was a little more difficult now with the wings in the way.

* * * *

The next day was spent exploring all of the changes that the two furres had undergone. Arke continuously expressed his jealousy over Devo's wings, which Devo found rather aggravating considering how much pain he went through to get them. The two showed off all of their new draconic features to Brena as well, who was delighted at the sight of what they had become. Devo had also learned how he could fold his wings away into his back, as they had metamorphic properties which allowed them to be perfectly concealed. It also meant Devo wouldn't have to adjust how he slept at night. He was also relieved that opening and closing his wings didn't hurt as growing them had.

That night, Devo lay awake in his bed, Arke lying beside him. He thought if anyone else were to see them like this, they would be appalled. But neither Devo nor Arke cared. Despite being his father figure, Arke physically appeared to be around Devo's age, and the relationship between the two of them had only grown stronger since the night of the experiment, since Devo and Arke admitted their fondness for one another's bodies. They felt no shame in being together like this, but they could do without the hassle of anyone else knowing.

Arke turned to Devo, who was smiling and looking up at the ceiling. "You okay, Dev?"

Devo blushed a little at Arke's use of his new nickname. "Yeah, I'm just thinking."

Arke turned over to wrap an arm around his new lover. "About what?"

Devo's smile widened. "About flying. I still haven't tried flying with these things."

Arke chuckled. "You've only just got them. You don't need to rush these things, you know."

The fox raised an eyebrow and laughed. "You're one to talk about rushing things! Have you noticed where we both are now?"

"Okay, I suppose you've got me there." Arke smirked and drew himself closer to Devo and turned the fox over slightly, allowing his erect wolf shaft to poke at his lover's tailhole. "Or rather, I've got you."

Devo gasped and shuddered in pleasure as Arke entered him. He was expecting it to hurt a bit since this was his first time, but it felt wonderful to have the drake-wolf hilted within him. "See what I mean? 'Rush'. You could have warned me..."

Arke replied only with a chuckle and a thrust, Devo's inner muscles clenching tightly around his throbbing wolf cock. He held on to the fox tightly yet gently, wanting his new mate to enjoy this as much as he was going to. As he slowly thrust in and out of Devo's tailhole, he inched his head closer to the fox's left ear, and began to nibble playfully.

Devo churred happily and his unattended ear flicked about. He was clearly enjoying this, as proven by the fact that he was now pushing his rear back against each of Arke's thrusts.

Arke brought an arm around to Devo's crotch, taking gentle hold of the drake-fox's throbbing member. He slowly began to massage it up and down, speeding up as the seconds passed. Devo continued to moan with the utmost pleasure as his virginity was taken by his wolf. He no longer thought of Arke as a father figure or just a mentor. He was his other half. He had helped the fox discover many things about himself throughout his life, had taught him the ways of the world and how best to adapt to it. Now he was giving him one of the most enjoyable lessons of life there was to learn.

Minutes passed and then both Arke and Devo cried out together in climax. Devo relished the feeling of being filled with his wolf's hot seed, clenching tightly around Arke's cock and milking it for all it had. Arke brought his hand up to Devo's face, the fingers dripping with the fox's own spooge. Devo leaned forward and placed his tongue against the soaked handpaw, licking his seed off the white fur and swallowing it down. It tasted strange, kind of salty, yet sweet at the same time. It was good.

Devo leaned back into Arke's torso, keeping the wolf's cock lodged in his tailhole, not wanting to let it go yet. He sighed happily and let Arke's gentle, loving arms wrap around him. "Mmmm... Thank you, Arke," he mumbled as sleep began to take him. "For everything."