{"sf1_id":617919,"sf2_id":null,"title":"In The Blink of an Eye","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":2787,"posted_at":"2013-11-25T02:44:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Dragon","Human","M/F","Unicorn","Vaginal"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/617919-in-the-blink-of-an-eye","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/617919","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=617919\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#21 of Robbin Red\n\nThe many paths of life's twisting routes lead often to places yet undiscovered.","content":" \"Jon-Tom?\"\n \"Yes\nAlma?\"\n \"You\ncan do mathematics, right?\"\n He\ntwisted his mouth up in a grin. \"Certainly. If I put my brain to it, I can do\nrelativity, quantum mechanics, string theory, chaos theory... Did you have\nsomething in mind?\"\n She\nsmiled and her horn glowed. \"I was thinking that if you have two forms, and I\nhave two forms, then that means we have four combinations to try. If your wife\ncould handle you as a dragon, then why couldn't you tackle my dragon form as a\nhuman?\"\n \"No\nreason other than I listed earlier. My mass is not great enough to handle a\ncock necessary in reaching your deepest points inside. I mean, I could do it,\nbut it would be stupid and awkward. So why bother?\"\n She\nthought up an image in her brain. She willed it to his mind. He got it loud and\nclear. \"Yes, I see your point. But I could do that as a unicorn too. But for\narguments sake, yes, it's possible. But that will not get you a child.\"\n She\nwiggled a little in place. \"No, but I only need one try for that. Like you\nsaid, if we only have this one time, why waste the opportunity? I've seen you doing\nit in your memories, and it seems to me to be unusual. But it appears your\nfemales didn't mind, so who am I to forego trying it at least once? With me as\na dragon and you as a human, I think it wouldn't be too bad.\"\n He gave\nher a wink and watched as she reverted to her dragon form. Her cunt was\nsizable, since in theory it needed to pass large eggs. But her anus; now that\ndidn't need to be large. A dragon utilized nearly everything it ate, right down\nto the bones. He hadn't even noticed hers before. It was a small round hole\nsurrounded by miniscule leathery scales. As a human, this was doable hole. It\nwas even already coated with lube. \n So\nhuman he became. There was no point in foreplay. She wanted to try it and her\nhole was ready. He would start small and work it larger as the need presented\nitself. He straddled her tail, pulled himself up and over the opening, and\nwithout warning pushed in. She didn't know what to expect, but pain was part of\nit. There was no such thing. She didn't know he was willing the sensation down\nfor the moment. He didn't need her getting startled and belching flame. Huntchy\nmight not appreciate his home being burnt to the ground.\n Once he\nwas in, he slowly elongated and thickened his cock. She was as hot here as she\nwas in her other hole. She was tighter too. But then, they had counted on that.\nHe worked it in until, as a human, could have taken her on regularly as a\nunicorn, only vaginally. She brought up her tail and laid it across his back.\n\"That's just to keep you from slipping out. So far I like this kinky bit. Gives\nme reason to try it again in the future!\"\n He was\npretty turned on too. He felt rather bad that he was enjoying this as much as\nhe was. He would have to have Sybeele change into a similar form, when she\nwasn't already occupied with her forced transformations. Dragons were rare,\neven magically created ones, so an opportunity like this was even rarer. He\nrather wished he could have done it with Roseroar, those many long years ago.\nShe looked fantastic in any form she took. But so did Sybeele. It's just that\nhe was never going to forget his first true love. He sighed. He did his best to push down his old emotions,\nbut in the end, they clung to him like a second skin. He was, after all, only\nhuman.\n That was\nprecisely the form he was presently in. He grabbed a hold of her legs, locked\nhis feet against her tail and rammed away. Gentle wasn't going to cut it now,\nnot with her being so large and tough. She arched a little into his pushes,\npressing her thick tail down with bone-crunching strength. It was like having a\nlog on his spine. \"Eh, Alma! Ease up a little! I promise I'll do my best!\" She\nchoked out some smoke and mumbled an apology.\n He\nfigured that she was handling it fine, so he upped the stakes a little. Not\nonly could he change his size and thickness, he could also change its\nappearance and texture. He gave it a few ridges; just at the base. He didn't\nhave the size to push and pull much more than a foot. It was a pity really. But\nthe change was immediately noted. She let loose a groan that started as a\nrumble and ended with a puff of smoke. \"Whatever you just did, keep doing it. I\nnever thought something stuck up my exit would ever feel so welcome!\"\n It\ndidn't take long after that for him to cum. Having a partner who was into whatever\nthey were doing was a turn-on for him. He never wanted to hurt anyone, but he did\nget into some outré things. Alma was up to the task. As he pumped her ass full,\nhe could feel her tighten up. Her sphincter soon began rhythmically\nconstricting his cock so hard he had to force it down a size to prevent it\nbeing pinched in twain. He gathered up all his strength and began ramming as\nhard as he could, bringing on another climax following directly behind his\nfirst. It was incredibly long and electrifying. By the time he was done, he\nfelt like a sucked-dry husk.\n Apparently\nshe didn't. With one final shudder she transformed into her unicorn self. It\nwas a mistake. She suddenly found her ass packed tight and stretched to the\nmax. She let out a yelp of pain but was too distracted to switch back. Thankfully\nhe had encountered this before and was quick to crank down his size. It was too\nlate however, and a trickle of blood ran down her rump. Even before he could\npush in his power to heal her, she turned on hers. \n \"Sorry\nabout that\" she cried. \"I got caught up in the whole thing.\"\n \"You're\nsorry? I'm sorry!\" he retorted. \"I should have known better. But I hope you're\nalright.\"\n She\nwhinnied a little. \"I'll live. The pain's gone, leaving the pleasure behind.\nI'm just a little wiser for my mistake.\" She wiggled a little on her back.\n\"Since your still there, how about you give me another dose, perhaps a smaller\ndose though!\"\n He\npushed some healing into his own system, restoring his libido to normal. His\ncock he adjusted until it was snug without being obtrusive. He grabbed her back\nlegs and went to work again. The only thing that dampened his gusto was the\nthin trail of red down her otherwise immaculate white coat. Oh well, she had\nlost a cherry in a hard, hard way. If she was over it, then so was he. He\nworked himself in deep, and with his added rings near the base, pleasured her\nfor a good hour. When he came, it was as before; long and hard and incredible.\n By this\npoint he would normally have called it quits. He could heal himself\nindefinitely, but preferred to find a happy medium. He suggested as much to\nher. \"You want a happy medium? Go find a sear and overpay her for her services.\nI have twenty four hours and I intend to waste not a second of it.\" At least\nshe had a sense of humor!\n He\npulled out and moved up higher, since she was still on her back. He was glad it\ndidn't bother her much, that position, because her height would have made things\ntricky for him as a human. He slid into a wet and wonderfully warm hole with\npracticed ease. After a suitable adjustment he found the perfect size and went\nto work. As he did, he could feel a flow of pleasure coming from her body. She\nhad learned from him and was pushing her own abilities into him. It was a sweet\ngesture of her part. But he didn't need any help in getting off. \n He\ngrabbed her legs both for stability and to make sure she didn't inadvertently\nkick him in the head. Her softly furred fetlocks were delicate, but still a\nhandful for him. The rest of her fur was equally soft, much like an Icelandic\npony's. He was getting off on just that aspect alone. But she wasn't going to\nlet it go at that. With a resounding effort, she applied an enormous amount of\npressure to his engulfed cock, bearing down and squeezing with all her might.\nIt was like her ass, only instead on applying the force merely at the sphincter,\nit was the entire length. With each thrust it grew harder and harder to push.\nHe was in no way deterred, but instead put more energy into his actions. In a\nfew moments time he came, flooding her insides yet again.\n He fell\nagainst her belly, sweat pouring out of him like rain. He could heal himself,\nbut he was going to need some water soon or suffer dehydration. Without his\nfull magic, going a full day like a sex-crazed maniac just wasn't going to\nwork. This time she caught a bit of his thoughts and connected. \"Oh all right.\nI guess it won't do me any good if you crash and burn before my time is up.\nLet's take a break.\" He pushed off and pulled out, but not without a sigh\ncoming from both their lips.\n Water\nwas easily accessible, as were a variety of foods catering to equine likes. Apples\nwere fine with both of them, so they relaxed and ate. It gave Alma a chance to\nask some questions to him directly. \"Not that I'm complaining in any way, but\nwhat sort of temporal repercussions are likely to occur with what you and your\nwife did, or rather, are doing for me? I always figured I'd die a dragon. Now,\nI have to rethink my future, which makes me wonder how I'm going to fit into\nthe scheme of things.\"\n Jon-Tom\nbelched a little. \"That depends on you. I have a feeling Eve stuck me back here\nfor a reason, or perhaps for many reasons. I'm not putting my shoulder out of\njoint saying this, but I seem to have a Midas touch.\"\n She\nsmiled at him for a moment. It was mainly because she was at a loss for words.\n\"What does speaking have to do with your joints and what is a Midas that its\ntactile manipulation should have anything to do with this situation?\"\n It was\nhis turn to gape. Then he busted out in loud laughter. \"I'm sorry Alma. I meant\nthat I didn't mean to pat myself on the back. It's an expression that means\nyou're promoting your own self worth. As for Midas, he was a legendary king who\ngained the ability to turn ordinary objects into gold.\"\n She\ncontemplated this for a few seconds. \"Gold? Why? You can't eat it, and it's as heavy\nas a broken heart to carry. Sure it's pretty, but then so are flowers. If you\nget tired of looking at them, you can eat them. As for promoting yourself,\nsometimes no one else is going to do it. Nothing wrong with pointing out the\nfacts. Some people are blind to them. I for one will never forget what you are\ndoing for me. I will proclaim your name through all of history!\"\n His\neyes turned steely. \"I'm afraid I can't have you doing that. That is the one\nthing I must prohibit. If you must declare a name, use Aiden Drake. If you use\nmy real name in any form, then I could foresee difficulties.\"\n \"Foresee\ndifficulties?\" She got a very thoughtful look on her face. \"That's an excellent\nidea. Why don't we settle this matter once and for all? I say we travel ahead\nin time to see what our union is going to do to our future.\"\n He\nchoked. \"Go forward? It's a nice idea, but one I hardly think Eve would allow\nto happen. I think she'd balk at us even thinking about it, much less her\nhelping us do it.\"\n Alma wasn't\nput off. \"You have already time traveled. You are from another world. And you\nhave great power. Why not try it? As you said, everything you touch seems to\nbenefit from it. Who's to say that this isn't something you're pre-destined to\ndo?\"\n She had\na point, but only one point. She seemed to forget that he wasn't the one with\nthe time traveling abilities. Soooooo, why not try it. If nothing else, the\nfailure of the attempt would get her to leave off the matter. True, she must\nthink it important to occupy their time together with this contemplation, but\nhe would rather spend it doing something he knew would have concrete results. A\nchild he could guarantee, time travel he could not. \n \"Alma,\nif you really want to try, I suppose I'll go along with it. But I don't see\nwhat good it will do. Suppose we get stuck between times, or get lost on the\nwrong planet? Eve had a tether and she miscalculated once and sent me back to\nme world, in this time period. That's how I met Sybeele. Suppose we end up back\non my world? What will we do then?\"\n She\nsnickered. \"I suppose we'll occupy our time as best we can until we get rescued\nor until we live out our lives together. Since neither of us ages much anymore,\nI'd say we have all the time in the world to find a way back. But unless we\ntry, we'll never know, now will we?\"\n He\nresigned himself to the attempt. Luckily for him he had neither his full power\nnor his duar handy. That meant that their experiment was doomed from the start.\nIt was best to get it over with and get back to the important business of\nsexual conjugation.\n \"Alright\nMiss Smarty-pants, how do you propose we go forward in time? Eve handles the\nlogistics of the transfer; I'm just along for the ride.\"\n The\nunicorn stood in front of him. \"Change to that wonderful black hunk of\nstallion. I think we'll need everything it's got to make this work.\" In a split\nsecond he went from human to unicorn. She licked her lips. \"I hope I don't get\ndistracted. You're an awful lot of equine to ignore in my present state.\"\n She clicked\nher horn against his. They were now linked mentally. She rummaged through his\nmind, finding bits and pieces of information on this goddess. Jon-Tom, or as he\nseemed to prefer, Aiden Drake, often seemed to miss the obvious while picking\nup on the greater picture. Perhaps she could find the details she needed in the\ncorners of his mind.\n And\nthere it was. The location of the tether as it ran through space-time. He had\nclosed his eyes to it, but his mind had latched on and hadn't let go. It was a\ngood thing his time here had been so short and the memory had not faded. It was\njust possible that they could do this. That thought jolted her to reality. Up\nto now, she hadn't considered it a real possibility. Now that it was...maybe...she\nhad misgivings. He may have the golden touch, but she didn't. No one else in\nthe world had ever had to suffer because they were too stupid to be able to\nchange back from a dragon to their normal self. The idea that this magic may\nbackfire got her right in the pit of the stomach.\n She was\ndimly aware of a faint pounding in her ears. It was irregular. There was a\nmurmur with it, like her heart giving out for the fear now embracing her. She\nstrained to separate herself from his mind, to recollect herself and rethink\nthis strategy. The thumping grew louder and the murmur became clearer. It was a\nvoice. It was Huntchy! He was back! Had\nthey already used up their time? Her heart leaped at that final word. Time!\n Huntchy\nrattled the door for ten minutes trying to get them to answer. He was excited\nto introduce them to his loves. Finally, as master of his own house, he forced\nthe door open. The room was empty. "}