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The monstrous roars and shrill cackling softly began to creep back into his ears reverberating intensely the longer the sound lasted. Echoes of a bizarre and shameful moment in Trevor's life choosing to tug at his mind and soul, the horror of what he had been through; the disgust of what he had done, nagged at his sore bones and searing skin and muscles. His body ravaged and deformed gradually reminded Trevor exactly what consequences came from the deed he had participated in, whether he had the choice to deny the beast's offering or not. And the worst part of what happened and what was happening to him became clear and terrifying.

Trevor had liked it...and his being craved to return and reenact the primal courtship.

I'm so fucked.

Weary eyes finally struggled to open, blurred gaze staring off towards the row of tall oaks and redwoods that towered over this quiet woodland place. It was still nighttime, catching the waning moon above his head only just starting its journey back down to the horizon, estimated only being one or two o'clock. Keeping his sight to the sky Trevor's adapting vision noted the spot in the dense canopy of trees where many branches had been snapped off with some hanging limp dangling from what sliver of bark clung to the wood. Trevor shut his eyes briefly, enough for a hasty memory to flash in his mind. He had been the one to fall into that part of the canopy; a abrupt crash landing sending him straight into the trees fast and hard knocking him out before the impact to the forest floor.

I was...flying?

Letting out a shallow groan, Trevor gathered what strength still flowing within his body turning him onto his belly with a flop. He groaned once more; an inhuman wail much like the monster he had spent his time with tonight. He tried not to think about his voice sounding deeper and beastly as he pushed himself up on his hands and knees, growling in pain as his muscles screamed, his head swinging low between his shoulders as he concentrated on controlling labored breaths.

Oh man...this can't be happening.

Muscles began to spasm in short intervals, knots forming in his arms and legs along with tension running down his chest and his back. Unable to sit still and let it run its course; Trevor bite down on sharp teeth and stretched his body to the best of his ability, his voice strained as he fought an uncanny urge to growl like an animal. Another strange sensation spread out behind his back, unfolding and stretched in response. A third phantom feeling curled and swayed farther back, the tip of this limb combing the grass. In an instant; Trevor began to remember what was wrong with him, tears forming over his eyes.

It's because I gave in to her...because I gave her what she wanted. And now; I'm a monster like her, marking me; becoming a freak a nature. I'm here mate now; I'm going to be a...

Pain racked suddenly throughout Trevor's body snapping him out his mental lamentation, wild beast-slit eyes piercing through the darkness of the woods as he let out a bloodcurdling roar. Bones crack and wiggle violently within as the phantom appendage from farther behind pulls at his spine and coccyx feeling inches being added, the tip end flailing away from his body as small thorny bumps protruded along the center, the protrusions riding larger up his back and neck. His hands and feet already cursed in a mutated state continue to lose more of its original human features; smaller digits disappearing into the flesh with palms and arches extending making Trevor appear taller and adding balance to his posturing quadruped stance. The dark claws that had replaced his nails throbbed as he scraped the grassy earth aggressively, attempting to ease the discomfort of the deadly instruments growing longer and talon-like, overwhelmed with a disturbing satisfaction and eagerness to use his claws to tear into prey in future hunts.

Hunt...food. Kill...thrill of hunting. Want to kill and eat meat. Want to share with ma...

Trevor's face scrunched in a grimace as he tried to fight the monstrous primal thoughts invading his psyche, as well as expressing the mixed emotion of agony and elation as his nose and mouth echoed sickly bone pops and flesh stretching, bellowing deeper growls as the two slowly became conjoined into a beastly short muzzle; new predatory teeth filling in the open gaps of his lengthening maw.

No! Human! I'm Human! Someone...please help me...

The sudden swell of pain soon ebbed as the last sensations lingering were the rough stiffening of his skin over his limbs and various places of his outward appearance, his skin becoming more and more scaly and rigid like the reptilian body of the monster that infected Trevor. Feeling a reprieve of the unbelievable metamorphosis he hesitated turning his head to look back over his inhuman body, not surprised at the startling transformation he was undergoing.

How can I go back like this? No one is going to want a monster walking their streets. My parents and friends wouldn't even recognize me, let alone accept me.

Trevor's human body was becoming a former shadow of itself as new features cursed by the creature he was forced to commit his unsavory act with were wiping away his identity. His skin shimmered in the moonlight due to the coating of rigid glossy chocolate brown scales creeping over parts of his body, most notably his deformed monstrous hands and feet scaling up to his elbows and knees. These scales reached down his lower spine where his growing reptilian tail started in such hide. Trevor could feel it forming over his face as he studied the growth of his short muzzle with one hand, shuddering in despair as he combed his head feeling small hours peeking out and his ears becoming longer into fin-like points, clumps of his human brunette hair falling to the ground as he brought his monstrous hand back down.

This is my fault. I'm turning into a freak because I wasn't strong enough to accept a braver way out. Now...I'm turning into a Dragon!

_ _ A heavy sigh escaped Trevor before turning his head back high to gaze upon the iconic symbol of his dragonhood-dom. Large bat-like wings fought between folding and unfurling as Trevor eventually regained control and had them spread wide. An uplifting spark helped him forget about his plight for a moment as he began to recall the brief time of excitement and solace had flying in the night sky with only his wings to carry him. He had enjoyed the aero thrill living out his fantasy of flight without planes or contraptions other than his own wings, before the fear of his predicament offset his concentration and his wings failed resulting in the intense crash he had survived.

_At least...I'll have one perk from this_Trevor admittedly thought, a weary smiling stretching over his short muzzle.

The faint cries of roars and shrills that had waken Trevor earlier sounded once more, certain that they came not from his mind and memories but in his ears. The dragoness that once held him captive was calling out to him, beckoning his return as her tone suggested she was in need of companionship...and much more.

My...mate...

Beastly groans bellowed from Trevor's maw, struggling to contain an instinctive urge to call back to the dragoness in kind while fighting another angst quivering between his legs. He peered under his chest and looked beyond his underbelly finding his long since changed draconic member erect and pulsating, the throbbing purplish member aching for the touch of its new found mate. Trevor looked upon his draconic manhood with lust and contempt, believing he was trapped in his sorry state because of his meager curiosity and his similar unrest for sex after being seduced by the dragoness's demanding advances.

All because I valued my life over my humanity. I should have just let her kill me. But then...I wouldn't have known the incredible pleasure...

Purring deeply, Trevor feel hard into his baser needs as one monstrous hand reached back between his thighs and gently began to stroke his trembling phallus, moaning pleasurably as the sensation clouded his thoughts until he was focused on nothing more than achieving sexual gratification.

So horny...want mate...

Trevor sounded a stifling wail, calling out to the dragoness seeking him; informing her he was in dire need to spend his seed into his brood. Regret filled his lustful thoughts as he staggered and rolled onto his back and wings, regret that he would cum too soon before his mate would find him. But the need was too great, the transformation having fueled his need in some way. Trevor couldn't stop now that he was in a steady momentum, his stroking forepaw caressing faster.

Mate...need mate. Need dragoness...

Roaring triumphantly; Trevor managed to force his busy forepaw away from his loins, cringing and contorting in place as he tried to resist the urge to stimulate. His pelvis found it hard to cooperate, heaving and pumping as if thrusting his dragonhood into the fiery lips of his mate's sex, his thoughts littered with visions of the two in a primal embrace; mounting his love and pumping his being hard to share the mutual bliss of fornication.

Dragoness...we dragons...need to mate. Need offspring...need brood.

_ _ Trevor's humanity continued to slip away in his lustful moment, forgetting more about whom he once was and the connections to his past life as his mind thought nothing but sex and love for his mate and the survival of their species. Fragmented memories flashed in his mind as he splayed himself on the ground tail whipping and wings extending behind him as his uncontrollable orgasm soon approached, bringing with it another round of painful metamorphosis dulled by the pleasure of his intense sexual euphoria. The memories revealed how the dragoness original intentions were nothing more than to slate her needs and create a suitable mate. But her calls for his return carried a sorrowful emotion that expressed how much she longed for him; how much she must love him. Those emotions were shown during their mating before, and again after encircling Trevor with her body nuzzling lovingly as she kept him warm and comfortable in her bodily embrace. She had grown to love him as Trevor now grew to love the Dragoness.

...Mate...

His voice bellowed once more in a satisfied cackling moan as his rigorous pelvic thrusts became enough to break the swelling in his loins spilling his hot seed over his erection and belly. A wide grimacing smile expressed the rapture he was feeling as his knowledge reminded him that his orgasm would last for over a minute; dragons apparently able to produce an abundant of sweet venom. The sexual euphoria helped continue to numb the discomfort of his progressive transformation as his human body faded further and further, being replaced with what now felt more like his natural draconic being.

...dragon...I'm dragon...