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A New Outlook

By: Wisty

The small white dragon hugged the wall, trying to avoid the undulating mass of bodies as the rhythmic drone pulsed throughout the room. He shook his head, eyes blinking rapidly as the lasers repeatedly assaulted his senses with bright flashes of color. Groaning quietly, he looked around, just staring mostly at the ground as he tried to navigate his way back to the table he'd claimed as his home.

Wisty was a wallflower. He never interacted with strangers; he infrequently left his house, and he would only occasionally say hello to people he knew when passing them on the street. How did Razz talk him into coming to this god-forsaken place? His social anxiety was quite high in most every circumstance, especially given his small stature. Of course, when you lived in his section of town, it was pretty easy to understand why. However, he'd promised Razz he'd try to unwind just a little and spend a nice night out on the town, even if it meant travelling through town to get to some club he'd never heard of.

The music wasn't really helping his mood though, especially since the electronic sounds assaulted his ears at every irregular beat. Of course, the little dragon wasn't much a fan of anything, so his grumpiness was understood.

Having finally reached his table, his body vibrating as the song changed to something heavy in bass with almost no treble, he just sat down and folded his icy blue wings behind him, giving a small sigh as he rest his head against the polished pine table. It was rather amazing that he managed to wait this long for the elusive fox, especially given that the dragon had to be drug from his home to even come here in the first place... but nearly an hour later and still no sign of the fox. He was almost prepared to go home.

"Oh, there you are! I was looking for you on the floor! You should come dance with me, Wist!" Right on cue, it seemed. The small white dragon lifted his head to see a slender-hipped fox sauntering his way over, long, bushy tail flicking behind him idly. He caught the small "nod" of the tip - Luta opening her maw in acknowledgement of the dragon, though it seemed to be rather strained from the glowing necklace that had been made into a band of sorts. Bright pink contrasted the minty green of Luta's fur quite well, but Wisty couldn't help suspect it was more of a precaution than a decoration.

He let his eyes wander back along that tail to see the fish netting covering the tail's base before connecting loosely into a shirt of the same material, barely covering the male's white-furred chest. He shook his head and chuckled a little as Razz playfully struck a pose, just to tease the dragon. Arching his back a little to show off the effeminate chest that lead to a slender waist and a wide set of hips, barely covered by loosely-fitting parachute shorts... or at least that's what they looked like to him.

They were approximately knee length and fabricated out of a synthetic material that "swished" lightly as the fox walked forward. From the sound of the fox's rather loud footfalls, even against the music, Wisty guessed he was probably barefoot. "So, what do you say? Wanna dance with this piece of eye-candy, or would you rather just blend in with the paint?"

"Razz, you know I don't like to dance." The dragon sighed once again, and then just slid over in his seat to share the space with the fox, grinning a little as his eyes were drawn to the fox's necklace. The light was hitting it just right so that it would flash with the colors of the lasers, still reflecting into the dragon's eyes. He just couldn't win, it seemed.

Taking the seat, Razz nodded slowly as Luta curled around the small dragon, wrapping him warm, soft fluff. "Oh, I know you don't. I figured that would be your answer, so I brought you a drink instead. Since you're such a fancy pansy, I figured red wine would be appropriate, Mr. Hoity-toity..." He chuckled and sat a glass of crimson wine down on the table, letting the dragon just smell it. Razz may not have cared to be so "fancy" at a rave, but one does what one must to break the icy exteriors of their friends.... Wisty's key just happened to be wine.

"Fine, I guess. So, why did you want me to come here? I mean, we could've had wine at my house. Granted, not a vintage bottle such as this one - by the way, this must have cost a fortune - but some good wine nonetheless." He gingerly picked up the glass in his claws and just held it beneath his nose for a moment, catching the light, woody scent of the liquid, mingling with the fine scent of the fermented grapes. This was a really good bottle. Putting the liquid to his lips, he just took a small sip, letting it flow gently over his tongue so he could get all of the flavors.

Exquisite.

Luta uncurled from around the small dragon as the fox just slid to the end of the table, smirking a little. "Well, I didn't think you'd actually really enjoy yourself much, so I figured perhaps I could show you around here a little bit?" He flashed a smile, pushing his glasses back along his snout, his armlet shimmering in the flashing lights of the club. "You know that I'm a VIP here, right? I think soon, they'll even have a wing dedicated to me. I could always offer it to you in case you want to get out of your house, but stay out of others' stomachs."

Shaking his head slowly, the dragon chuckled a little before downing a little more of his wine, the bitter flavor resounding through his senses, even making nose water a little. Pungent yet beautiful. "Well, you know how I am about leaving my house, so I doubt I'll ever have to take you up on that offer. But, if I didn't know better, I'd say someone is trying to sweeten me up?

Luta began to rumble a little, as if chuckling through the restraining necklace. She had a penchant for talking quite a bit, so it was apparent Razz was probably trying keep her quiet... though the slight blush on the vulpine's cheeks told the dragon he was closer to correct than he should have been. "I figured as much. So, I suppose I can indulge you for this evening. You bought me a good cup of wine, so I figure I can repay you somehow. Just promise to not let Luta try and be "sexy"? Last time she nearly ate me before you'd even gotten undressed." A soft, almost ashamed chirr echoed from the depths of that tail, Wisty more than sure she was teasing him and trying to do the seductive growl... thank heavens for thin plastic wrapped around a luminescent chemical mixture.

Razz almost seemed giddy at the dragon's words, though Wisty wasn't sure why. Even box wine at his house would have probably been enough to get the dragon to agree to spend a little bonding time with his friend. Standing up slowly after sidling his way from behind the table, Wisty smiled and stood up. Oddly enough, Razz was about his height tonight and seeming extra giddy. He really must have wanted to fire the dragon up, which was quite uncharacteristic for the normally dominant fox. Oh, well. If Razz wanted to be the femboi tonight, he'd be more than happy to oblige.

"Great, Wisty!" Razz giggled quietly before grabbing the dragon's with his own, a faint tickle running over his palm. He just squeezed a little harder before tugging the dragon toward a double set of doors garnished by intimidating bodyguards. "I have so much to show you, it'll be quite a nice time. Besides, after tonight and seeing my room, I don't think you'll ever see things quite the same way!" he chuckled a little more

"Alright, wait! My... My wine!..." the dragon lamented as he was tugged from the table by the eager fox, practically scampering and weaving through the bodies. It was amazing he didn't get crushed. He snickered a little more as the two guards just looked at Razz as he approached and opened the doors so the fox could scurry right through. What service!

The hallway was pretty unassuming, nothing really fancy or noticeable about the area besides the fact it was slightly better lit than the dance floor and hand almost a quarter of the obnoxiously loud music. It had changed to something melodic, so it wasn't as irritating in that regard, just... loud. They passed by rows upon rows of doors before coming room at the very end of the hallway, stopping before a large door with gold embossed letters and a heavy bronze knocker. Razz Alerio.

"So, this is the room?" He asked, looking behind him at the some forty doors they'd passed, chuckling. "What makes it different from all of the others?"

"You see, Wisty, this is my room! There are many like it, but this one is mine. Come inside, and I'll show you what's to love about it!" Fumbling in his pockets for a few seconds, the fox pulled out a single silver key, chuckling a little. He slipped it into the lock and unlocked the door in a large, grandiose gesture as if building suspense. In all reality, he didn't ever actually lock the door because no one would think to steal from him, but it was still worth the show! He turned the polished brass handle slowly, letting the mechanism click before leaning against it with his entire body, just letting the dragon get a good look at his light frame and wide hips. After what seemed like an eternity, he just chuckled and pushed the door open with a paw, revealing the room held within.

Wisty wasn't sure what the entire show was about, or what classified this room as a VIP's room. It had a single king-sized bed resting in the center of the room, rather unassuming grey carpeting with light green walls. There were a few decorations on the walls, mostly pictures of flowers akin to the ones commonly found in cheap motels. Pieces of furniture littered the room, most notably a small loveseat in the corner and a small dresser on the side. As he glanced around the room, he noticed a small door on the far side that was open just a crack, revealing polished white tile. He also smelled food, which must have meant there was probably a kitchen attached to the small suite as well. "Well, it's... something alright, Razz! So this is the VIP room?"

"Oh, yes, it has all of the amenities of home, but it also is cleaned up for me! I mean, if that doesn't mean I'm special, I don't know what does! But... I don't suppose a draggy would make a mess in a goofox's room, would he?" Razz crooned quietly, giving a small pout and wiggling his tail. Luta rumbled in admonishment and wiggled back, making Razz's body shake a little, only reinforcing just how... small he seemed.

It was quite surprising to Wisty that the teasing actually was working. Normally he could resist the fox's tease - and he'd become quite a good tease being who he was - but perhaps it was the sense of duty to repay that glass of wine... or maybe he just needed to let loose.... either way, that seductive rump-wiggle was more than enough to make the dragon lick his lips.

"Make a mess, hmm? I should hope that I don't make too much of a mess, otherwise Razz might lose his VIP status. But, make no mistake, I _will_make a mess." The dragon chuckled a little before shaking his head, using his tail to flick the door shut. Once he heard the resounding thud, followed by the sharp 'click' to signal it had latched, he growled cutely and turned to face the giggling fox... "Just to be clear though, I'm talking about drilling that cute little femboi ass of yours. So, perhaps if you'd to keep the mess to a minimum, maybe we should get those pants off of you?" The dragon chuckled and strolled over to the bed where the fox had placed himself, and only watched as the fox wiggled a little as he flopped onto his back.

Razz was known to be a bit of a contortionist, so it wasn't a surprise when the dragon watched him arch his back so that his legs jutted straight into the air, letting the heavy weight of his package fall against his pants. The dragon licked his lips and grinned as delicate hands reached up to unbutton the garments and then gentle, seductive sways of those hips aided spread legs to move those pants slowly upwards without the use of his hands.

He was skilled; Wisty had to give him that! He watched those legs sway almost hypnotically to the time of the extremely faint music in the background, smiling a little as he saw the faintest peak of lime-green flesh slipping free of the swollen, snowy white sheath. A few more wriggles and the males' orbs, easily the size of tennis balls, were overcome by gravity and dangled down, completely obscuring the fox's sheath with the male's hidden virility.

"Mmm, such a big boi we have here, hmm?" the dragon crooned quietly as he approached slowly, giving a few claps as he heard the fabric hitting the ground. Smiling, Razz rolled over onto his stomach and giggled a little more, raising his ass into the air as if presenting the sight for the dragon to take. Luta was even kind enough to give a demonstration of what Razz was hoping for by curling herself around the fox's waist, letting her heavy fluff press that fattening sheath against those orbs, the darker green easily outlining the white bulge and the swelling tip. Wisty could oblige that, though he wasn't sure for how long. He could feel the cold fire building in his loins just from watching the show, so the "appreciation" might be cut a little short in lieu of "gratification."

"Come on, Wisty~ Come get a better look at me?" Razz purred into the empty room, the scent of mint-laced masculinity filling the air. The dragon was only too eager to oblige, closing the gap between them with a small leap, his delicate talons gripping the wide feminine hips possessively.

"A better look? I'm going to take a lot more than that, Razz. Heh, I just hope you'll be... receptive." A small hiss escaped as the dragon snaked his chilly tongue forward to curl around one of the fox's orbs, squeezing gently before tugging it back toward the dragon's chilly maw. He felt _silly_trying to talk dirty like that, but he figured that's what the fox liked, and heavens knew it sure got him fired up. He broke his thoughts just in time to hear the loud moan from the fox as his cool lips wrapped gently around that large orb, encasing it in a gust of chilly air.

He wasted no time in torturing the fox, uncurling his tongue from his ball, instead using the delicate forked tip to tickle and rub over the furred mound while he playfully suckled and nursed at that source for the minty musk.

"W-watch it Wisty! Y-you might... mmph, make me... Nnnngh, enough of that please! I want this to last longer than a few seconds!" the little fox wailed, his breath quick and shallow.

Willing to oblige, but only after a few more teases, the dragon nodded and let the orb fly free with a small, wet pop. He chuckled and rumbled deeply, letting one paw slip free from those hips to grip his own pulsing shaft gently. He gave a soft hiss of delight as his soft, supple fingers traced over the flared ridges of the light blue flesh, the sensations making him tense and quiver with delight. He leaned forward a little further, tilting his head to the side as he leaned in, letting his tongue instead trace over the very tip of that femboi's thick, throbbing shaft. He was immediately rewarded with a hiss and a small splatter of warm precum and a jerk forward, letting that thick meat slip through his curling tongue just a little more. He pulled back and swallowed before going in again, this time shifting his entire body so that his maw was directly below the fox's junk, his tongue snaking out once more to tug that needy tip down into his waiting depths.

"Mmph, Damnit Wisty! I said... mmm! Not. Yet!" The fox gave a small growl before thrusting forward into the dragon's maw, a loud, greedy pant escaping his lips before Wisty felt his body tensing.

Already?!

"I'm... gods, you're tongue is so good!" the fox panted more, his breath fast and shallow, his hips thrusting again and again until that knot breached his lips. Wisty closed his eyes in preparation as the fox was practically stiff with expectation. "Mmph, I'm going... to... melt!"

Wisty groaned as instead of the climax he was expecting, he just felt the fox press his entire body against the dragon's sprawled form, the heat growing more and more intense as those heavy nuts pressed against his throat and that shaft buried itself deep inside his chilly maw. Then the pressure seemed to vanish, instead replaced by a trickling sensation trailing down his stomach and body. He could feel portions of the goop travelling down his throat, filling his stomach as the warmth slid down his body, making him shiver and groan as his needy shaft was completely encased with goop in a matter of moments.

As he opened his eyes, he could see that Razz had vanished, instead replaced by a puddle of slime that could practically engulf him. He grunted and swallowed a little, sitting up and shifting along the bed as the puddle of ooze collected on the bed beneath him, the rest of it bulging his stomach a little more. Tracing gently over his stomach, he chuckled as he watched the bulge growing larger and larger, though a strange pressure building inside of him.

"You're... mmph, what are you doing..? Hehe, this is a new one, even for you, Razz... Mmm, I think..." he stopped as he felt the pressure growing more intense, the dragon giving a small growl as he watched the bulge pressing its way further down and out of his stomach, making him groan in pleasure as the alien sensation washed over him completely. He felt his shaft throbbing, pulsing lazily before pumping a few spurts of precum into the goopy mass, watching in delight as the creamy-white pre was mixed in with the goo.

"I said, 'not yet.'" The noise was a bubbling pop of sorts, though the exact nature of it was lost on the dragon as he felt that bulge swelling inside of his bowels, making him groan and writhe in pleasure. Grinning quietly, he just looked down at the puddle, watching as his friend began to resolidify from it, his head pressing firmly against the dragons' stomach as his hips were connected firmly against the dragon's tail hole. Only able to squeal as the resolidifcation progressed, the dragon felt that bulge in his ass swelling and solidifying, the very tip teasing his prostate as the base of it formed into a bulge nearly four inches thick. He snickered and traced over the dragon's stomach gently before giving a thrust, short and quick, but enough to let the dragon feel just how much of the fox's body had been reallocated to forcing the dragon to wait.

Wisty could only moan a little more as he looked at the fox's slender face split with a malicious grin, the razor-like teeth glittering dangerously in the dim room. He panted as the goop of the fox's hands took form once more, firmly wrapped around his shaft. "Mmph, now, what have we learned Wisty?" He said, grinning as he pressed his palm firmly against the dragons' crotch, chuckling as it bulged slightly and began to ripple.

"That you're a god awful tease?" He said, panting and squealing as he jerked his hips upwards in fast, needy thrusts as that paw continued to massage and ripple around his length. Razz's paw-maw was... something he rarely used, but the strange sensation of being literally milked dry by that warm, rippling mass of fur always made him blush. It was just a shame he couldn't hold onto his thoughts for very long, being easily distracted by a long, heavy swallow from that paw maw, only to be rewarded with another large spurt of precum.

The dragon's defenses were low now, the male really unable to do much but listen to the fox's gentle purrs and feel the heavy slaps of those large orbs against his ass as he was taken and claimed by the smaller male. "Mmph, I think not, Wisty. I told you that we were going to change your outlook on life tonight, but maybe it's not so clear yet... Well, I shouldn't expect it to be obvious yet, but... mmph, gods am I getting close!"

Wisty could feel the thrusts becoming more and more dominant and needier with each second that passed, the thick pulse of that cock buried deep within his tail hole reverberating through his entire body! He let out a soft whimper and moaned as that paw-maw squeezed again and swallowed, the sensation coupling with the feeling of being oh so very full driving the dragon over the edge! Squealing and then roaring, Wisty bucked his hips into that paw maw as his icy blue shaft pulsed and swelled before erupting in a spray of icy cum, the paw taking it all in stride. He opened his eyes gently to see the fox looming over him, the feeling of that shaft swelling within his bowels only driving his climax further. Razz shifted his body a little so that Wisty could see every bulge of his cold cum being eagerly and greedily devoured by that paw, each load nothing more than a rippling bulge travelling along that length toward the fox's stomach. The knot swelled again and the dragon blushed as Razz positively engulfed his vision with his white, fluffy body, an evil smile crossing his lips.

"Good, Wisty. Keep cumming. I'm... almost ready for you...." He said, before pulling his paw maw off slowly. The moment those warm pads slipped away from his cockhead, he felt a fire erupt through his body, the dragon coughing a little more as he felt his stomach bulge a little. Another thick ripple pulsed through his body, matching in time to that thick cock's pulse, allowing Wisty to feel as the first load of hot, thick precum was pumped into his ass.

He coughed again as he felt the force of that splatter pulsing through his body, a little of the hot fluid dripping from between his lips. He groaned and looked up at the fox before blushing as he felt warm, wet lips press against his own, that long tongue slipping into his maw to collect the musky fluid. "Mmph, Good. Just relax now, Wisty! I'll be done soon~" He teased before leaning back, opening his maw nice and wide around the dragon's own snout. He grunted and whimpered a little, closing his eyes as he waited for the inevitable swallow... but it never came.

Each second sent another ripple through his body, the dragon moaning as each one became more intense than the last. A small grunt escaped his lips as he tried to push himself free, whining a little as he could even squirm. Another throb, another load of precum coughed up through his maw, which the fox just greedily gulped down. He could feel the fox's hands come to rest against his side now and begin to rub gently at it, the sensation making his entire mind erupt in pleasure.

Oh, god! What was Razz doing to him!

He tried to struggle again, but only heard the fox chuckle as he pulled his lips from around the dragon's snout. In the fox's glasses, Wisty could barely make out his reflection, a splotch of white mostly enveloped by a bright green tube, each throb of the shaft causing a little more white to melt to green. He swallowed hard, whimpering a little as Razz chuckled a little. "I told you we'd change your outlook. Now look! You'll always be looking up and me, and down upon those I fuck and gobble. Isn't it great to be a part of something bigger than yourself?" He chuckled a little more and stroked harder, the passes with the paw becoming more and more insistent, the dragon groaning a little more. He watched as the fox placed his paw gently under the dragon's snout, tipping his head back a little. "Wouldn't want you to go with your head down. Be... mmph, proud of your new role as my pride~"

Razz snickered a little more before lunging forward again, his jaws stretched wide, enveloping the dragon's snout once more as his chin was engulfed and absorbed by the throbbing cockflesh. He snickered, not even waiting for the transformation to complete before beginning to enjoy his new trophy.

He let his long, dexterous tongue curl around the throbbing head of the dragon, rubbing at his chin as he felt the smooth, chilly scales transform into more of his slick, glistening cockflesh. Taking full advantage of his innate vulpine abilities, he let his throat relax and just devoured a good six inches of the dragon-turned-flesh, rumbling as each inch swallowed sent another ripple of pleasure through his body, making his orbs positively churn for release!

Snickering quietly to himself, the white arctic fox just gulped hard around his member, letting the tight throat muscles grip and massage over that glistening length, each swallow feeding a little more of the dragon into that tight, fleshy chamber. He groaned a little more, letting his free hand slip down below his knot, a good foot in diameter at least, to rub and massage at his orbs. The hot, heavy flesh massaged against his femme-lips, making him moan in delight as the previously unloved bits were given some attention for the first time tonight. The need burning through him distracted him too much from actually acting on that particular urge, the fox instead focusing on forcing more of himself down his throat.

It wasn't very effective though. He felt his cock shiver, shudder, and then moan as the dragon was finally and completely absorbed, the feeling of the dragon merging with him sending him over the edge! Panting loudly, his hips jerked upwards, hard and fast, trying to force inch after hot, throbbing inch into his greedy lips, his throat massaging and squeezing along that length to make that first climax a good one!

He was not disappointed. Razz gave a screech of delight, garbled a little by the foot-and-something of meat shoved down his gullet as the first load of what seemed to be gallons of cum erupted into his throat, immediately distending his stomach and fattening the girly-boi up quite a bit. Whimpering a bit more, he let his tongue get to work, determined to ride this one out without cheating. Load after load plummeted into his stomach, landing like hot, wet, sloppy stones and filling him out. Even Luta was rather impressed, nuzzling at that bulge as it continued to grow, purring a little more since the ring had slipped free of her body. Razz felt her tongue licking across his orbs, shuddering as each slurp only pushed the fox further. Where _had_that ring gone?

It didn't matter now, though after what seemed like an eternity, his orbs did ache from being so thoroughly drained. He gave a few last weak, pleasured swallows before idly tugging the throbbing spire from between his lips, panting happily as he rubbed his bulging stomach. "Gods, Wisty. You should've gotten out a lot more... but don't worry. I feel like now you'll be getting out more than you've ever been before." He sighed and leaned back, lazily running a claw idly along his length, stopping as he feels something slimy stuck right around the base. Chuckling idly, he looked down to see the bright green flesh surrounded and strained a little by a small, bright pink glowing ring. Well, at least he didn't swallow the ring.

Lying back against his bed, Razz just let his hands idly wander beneath his heavy orbs, panting in exhaustion as his fingers explored his unloved nether lips. Fingering idly, he looked around the room, letting his breathing regulate to something a little deeper and a little slower while his massive erection rippled proudly in the cool air of the room. It was almost as if Wisty could feel Luta's affectionate licks to the spire and was acknowledging them... though it didn't really matter now. He just lay there, snickering quietly to himself. It was probably best he wait a few hours for the guards to change, otherwise they'd probably ask who he drugged this time...

Not that they'd do much about it. They knew better than to question the owner.