The Date
Another collaborative story between myself and Bronzewing! Basically this was an RP that we fleshed out into a full story. As usual, I have to credit him with most of the fantastic details given from the micro point of view. This time around we're doing the classic macro scenario of a tiny voyeur caught between two unsuspecting lovers. M/F sex on a macro scale warning.
Tegon crept across the floor slowly, carefully, reminiscent of a long-lost Jurassic ancestor. Two sets of paws were hunched over, the anthro almost on all fours as he moved ever closer to his goal. He made an effort of pulling his toeclaws up so they would not clack on the wooden floor. Any noise would betray his position and ruin the plan. That day's target was just around the corner, woefully unprepared for the ambush that would soon greet him. As the mark was another reptile, Tegon prayed that his scent would not give him away. He had to move quickly, as he guessed he had but a few moments before the whole operation would fall apart. So he arched his back on the doorframe just outside the next room, counting to five and finally swinging out into the open. He instantly pounced, the two dragons rolling to the floor. Bronzewing thrashed against the unseen force, growling and hissing until he realized it was just his mischievous roommate.
"A little bird told me you have a date tonight," Tegon laughed, holding Bronzewing in a bear hug. The lithe golden body of his 'prey,' still slick just out of the shower, easily wriggled out of Tegon's grasp. The hunter became the hunted as Bronze pinned him down instead.
"Dammit Andamon!" Bronzewing said aloud, alluding to their mouthy crocodilian friend. He sighed before giving his friend a lick. For two male dragons, it was important to establish their play was just in jest. Otherwise it might end up like last time. The golden dragon did not want to mop up any more pools of blood. "That's right. Why do you sound so surprised? Not like you've had any action for weeks anyway."
"Fuck you!" Tegon pushed back, although both knew it was true. He was hungry for any stimulation, and stalked Bronzewing in the first place out of jealousy. "But I think the real question here is why you're so nervous," the black and green dragon retorted. When the fellow fire-breather's eyes shifted slightly Tegon took the opportunity to roll Bronze on his back. "I knew it! What's up?"
His friend grunted one final time, throwing the unprepared dragon off. Tegon rolled around on the floor regaining his bearings while Bronze hopped to his feet, ambling back to the mirror where he toweled off and shined his scales one last time. "Well, she's a dragoness I just met through Andamon last week, and she seems nice enough," he shrugged. "Probably just first-date jitters or something."
Tegon jumped back up excitedly and patted Bronzewing on the back. "Man, you'll do fine! I wouldn't be surprised if you brought her back here tonight," he smiled.
Bronze caught the dragon's expression in the mirror and rolled his eyes. "Uh huh. Look, just in case, can you do me a favor and find something to do tonight? You know, so it's just the two of us..." he trailed off.
Tegon put his claws up in mock defense. "Sure, sure! Hey, I've been sexiled before, I know the drill! I'll hit up Andamon at the bar or something, don't worry about it."
Bronze nodded and opened the front door, throwing back a quick wave before he was driving off to his date. Tegon grinned and wiggled his claws before shutting the door, leaving him all alone in their shared apartment. Now it was time to get to work.
The dragon was light on his feet, humming a tune as he practically skipped into his bedroom. In the closet, on the highest shelf behind his shoes, was a small, plain white box. Despite its size it was not easy for the anthro to lift out of its hiding spot. He lovingly placed it among his scattered bedding, pulling the top up into the air until gravity made his prize flop back onto the bed.
It was his shrink gun, an odd little device with one obvious function. He powered it on and an LED display on which one could enter the desired size lit up on the butt of the gun. Unlike a typical firearm, the barrel was, in fact, a needle that injected the necessary nanoparticles into the target. When the process was completed, the gun would automatically shrink with the user, enabling them to return to a normal size when required. Tegon bought the fun little toy ages ago in the city, paying a significant sum for such a compact and convenient size-changer. Understandably, the guns were modded to prevent increasing size past a certain point. Nobody wanted a blood-lusty dragon squashing the capital underfoot. But he had freedom on any smaller size down to a few microns.
He plucked the gun from its case, its hefty weight lending some gravity to the situation. He had very few safety nets when shrinking unaware. There were no magic barriers, no failsafes. If he were mistaken for a bug, then that would be it. Neither Andamon nor Bronze took kindly to insects in their home, and often made a show of grinding them to paste. So he played it safe, playing with the small rubber dial until the display told him he would become a half a centimeter tall. It would take some effort to actually hurt his naturally-armored body while at the same time leaving him still small enough to escape notice, especially attached to a frisky dragon.
Despite what he told his friend Tegon never expected Bronzewing to bring anyone, dragoness or otherwise, home. He jogged across the hall, sitting down on Bronze's similarly-rumpled bed and tossed the gun between his hands. He knew exactly what would happen. His friend would come home alone, as one might expect with a first date. He would be alone, horny, and perhaps even bring out a toy or two to help him release the load brewing all night in his loins. Tegon would be right there, exploring his roommate's body at will, ready to release some of his own tension when his friend finally relieved himself.
Should he really risk being crushed by his roommate for a cheap thrill that would probably last a few minutes? Especially since Bronze would be more than a little upset when he returned to normal size covered in his cream? Right, like a dragon would prioritize his wellbeing over carnal urges. The needle was in his neck and the trigger pulled without a second thought.
***
A few hours later, the front door clicked and in walked Bronzewing, his claws wrapped around a stunning sapphire dragoness. She touched her snout to his as he carefully guided her towards his room. Thankfully the door was already open, because they were passionately kissing, sensuously grinding their lower bodies against one another. Clothes flew off in a pile on the ground, the two soon supine, ready to consummate their wildly successful first date.
Bronze pulled away from her wanting lips after giving the dragoness a few pecks. He sat up and licked his own while eying the last bit of clothing that stood in his way. Prying claws slipped under the fabric that held back his prize, pulling the modest garment down over a deep sea of creamily smooth scales. At last her dazzling folds were visible, an intoxicating aroma reaching the dragon's yearning features. Even though a fire inside him begged Bronze to sate his craving, he knew better than to enter right away. Instead he nipped at her neck, sliding his shaft over her flesh, holding her close.
***
Tegon was not afraid at first. He was clapping and whistling, in fact, as the two giants first came into view. "Damn, Bronze!" he shouted among the arousing sounds of animalistic growling and the grinding of amber scales on blue. "Nice!" The micro was thrilled, as it meant he could become part of a much more rewarding, if risky, night between two horny dragons. Besides, waiting around forever for them to get back built up his libido, and his stiffening shaft was telling him to stay for the show.
He jogged leisurely to the far edge of the sheets while the two living mountains collapsed onto the bed and shook him to his knees. His mouth salivated as the female's scent wafted towards him, the gargantuan dragoness' breasts slowly rising and falling with each breath. With his equally-titanic friend kneeling over her now, he decided the time was right to make a break for her. He raced over to a flexing and shifting wall of blue, noticing as he got closer he could pick out every flaw, every scuff in her scales. The texture made great handholds as he climbed up her hip and towards the pink skyscraper that rubbed up and down over her entrance.
As he reached the crest of his climb, the blue scales beneath Tegon's feet were hot to the touch from how active the female was at the moment. He grabbed his paws, hopping like an old cartoon character. The sensitive, squishy flesh had been scorched on her shimmering blue nethers.
"Oww! Totally worth it, though..."
The mote walked, a little more carefully now, along the vast expanse that was merely the womanhood of a female dragon. The dragoness' face to one side of him was the size of an airplane hangar, fuzzy in the distance. Her sights were set on the male to his other side, growling and fluttering her eyes as Bronze slowly teased his shaft against her as a bit of foreplay. Tegon did not recognize her, but at a base level he sure was familiar with her smell. The anthro was fully erect in an instant, all better judgment out the window as he was dead set on getting caught between the two lovers. He dropped to all fours, pushing out the pain of the hot scales that made him jump around, and crawled and humped his way towards his friend's slit.
Her mate was still kissing her as Bronze moved into position, his toned body blocking out the light and leaving Tegon in darkness caused by the massive difference in size. He could feel the heat radiating from both, their bodies quivering in anticipation, as their flesh slid into position. The air was thick with the aroma of both male and female scents. The sound of slick skin against skin was earsplitting as Bronze pressed himself all the way in.
The micro prayed he didn't get mistaken for an itch, but for the time being he had bigger issues to worry about. Like the male dragon growing larger. And larger. Was he shrinking again for some reason?
No. Bronze was continuing to push into the dragoness, leaving Tegon to hope feverishly that he would not be crushed like a flea between two unyielding walls of durable scales. His prayers were answered when scarcely a centimeter of open space was left between the two.
But then a sickening slurp got his mind racing again, as Bronze began his rhythm. Just when the dragon was coming to his senses and thinking about high-tailing it out of harm's way, he suddenly remembered the shrink gun. He had forgotten to pick it up! By now it was probably crushed to pieces under the lovers' tons of bulk. Before he had any longer to lament his stupidity, his friend's tip swung over his head. A thick fluid rolled off the pink spire as it dripped a flood of pre over him. The slick liquid acted like a waterslide, sending him sliding down with gravity into the folds of the female dragon. He writhed, but his efforts only pulled him closer into the crosshairs of the battering ram that was Bronze's cock. Tegon wrapped his claws around one of the dragoness' soft walls of flesh, eliciting a terrifying jolt that swung him around in the air and a high-pitched scream that hurt his ears. He heard a whoosh behind him, and turned around to see the yawning slit facing him, hungrily waiting to thrust forward again.
"Ohh, sh--" was all the two-toned dragon could get out before the unstoppable force collided with his body and sent him hurtling through miles of pink flesh into darkness, accompanied by all the squishing and churning one might expect from a frisky evening between excited dragons.
***
Bronzewing lightly nibbled at the neck of his companion for the night as her churning muscles cradled his shaft. Pausing in the depths, he flexed his shaft against her tender walls and received a moan in response. She clenched around the spire within her as she wrapped her legs over Bronze's own. Her arms massaged his back as he pulled against her grasping, the slurp lost in the panting of both dragons as they got down to business in full. His hips slammed against her own, the different-colored scales grating against each other briefly, before pulling back out as she bounced off the mattress. Bronze moved his questing hands over her breasts to squeeze the soft flesh, receiving more of her tender touches in response. Fluids began slithering out from between their eager bodies as they began to lose themselves in the pleasure of dragonlust.
Slowing his thrusts, Bronze gave short taps at her deepest points to feel out her G-spot. His searching apparently succeeded as she opened her eyes wide and gave a breathless moan. She squeezed tightly around the manhood hard enough to keep Bronze pinned in her depths. Both dragons worked against each other as they neared what was to be the first peak of many of the night.
***
Tegon was stuck against his friend's shaft by momentum and by the rapidly-drying pre just outside the slit that continuously pumped out more. He could not see, but certainly felt the walls shift, ripple, and grab the dragon's length around him. She was obviously very much enjoying Bronze's motions, fluids flowing thick and sweet all around, allowing the cock to drive that much deeper. Tegon smacked wetly into the supple walls when the giant flexed his muscles, Bronze relishing the tight embrace of the dragoness. Guttural grunts and groans were stifled somewhat by the tons of flesh between the two vastly different-sized creatures, but the message was crystal clear. The micro was dislodged as Bronze roughly slammed into his date, and Tegon was sent sprawling until he fell into a warm, squishy, textured floor. He nearly suffocated in the freely-flowing liquid around him, from which dragon he had no idea. The tip greedily rubbed over his body, grinding him into the dragoness. Then the world shifted, and he felt a pull downwards as they sat up. The tip slowed somewhat to a slight judder, as if searching for the right spot. It apparently found it when the bug heard a moan filter down, the vibrations jolting him around. Tegon was forced to sit, locked in place as the walls closed in around the cock, which was positively pulsing with the cum it was ready to release.
***
Bronzewing rested his head above his partner's as she leaned in against his chest. The pair was just a tickle from releasing what they held within, and something on the end of Bronze's shaft hit just the right spot. Pulling her in close, Bronze growled as his balls released the torrent they held, the hot cream filling her deepest regions in an instant. She gasped and cried out as the warmth flooding her sent her own orgasm rippling through her folds. Each quaking ripple of her womanhood squeezed out another gush of seed from Bronze as he pressed in as deep as he could. Semen and other fluids dripped out around his cock as they overflowed. Eventually Bronze slid wetly from her, rolling to her side. They cuddled as they basked in the afterglow while both of their groins quivered from the pleasurable release.
"Up for another in a bit?" Bronze sighed.
"Oh, yes," she responded softly, simply enjoying the company by rubbing the metallic scales of the male.
***
Tegon tried to shimmy his way out of the tip's way, but it was a futile effort, as he slipped down with every fraction that his claws gained. Far from painful, his claws raking against her walls only accelerated the process the micro was so desperately trying to avoid now that the reality of it sunk in. The powerful vibrations and undulations made him feel dizzy, the pressure of the glans sliding over his body making him feel as if he were being squeezed apart. Poking his head up, Tegon managed to catch the sensitive underside of the cock just in the right place, brushing against it with his horns.
A quivering apart from eerie calmness was the only warning before a gush of cream from between parted walls instantly filled the tight space. Some dribbled back under to the micro, and he had to force himself up to stay afloat, pressing tighter into the shaft. At the same time, a terrible rumbling far worse than anything he had experienced up until then only made matters worse, sending drops of cum flying chaotically, splattering across the contracting cock. Tegon was stuck to the underside as Bronze pulled out, fresh air a welcome change from the stifling heat of the dragoness' core. He jiggled in the open while Bronze repositioned himself, sighing that he was finally free, managing to avoid drowning. Then the light was blotted out once again as the female rolled over onto Bronze's waiting grasp, dropping her slick folds right on top of the deflating shaft, grinding over Tegon's limp body. The two giants were big, but Tegon still managed to make out that they planned to have more fun as burning, salty liquids slid all over his torso. He sighed halfheartedly, not too displeased despite his predicament.
***
Bronzewing kissed his partner as she grinded lightly against his groin. She broke the moment as she lifted herself up, tail raised and ready.
"How about we do it like this?" She asked with a smirk down at the reclining male. Bronze hefted himself up, taking his time to allow his shaft to grow once more, and lined up for his thrust. But first he dabbed at her burning vent and rubbed up and down the sensitive opening. The soft sighs he received gave him all that he wanted to hear as he slid in slowly. The savory warmth once again enveloping his dragonhood as it pressed his previous load out of the way for the next round. His hips pressed against the soft rump of the blue dragoness as he bottomed out deep within.
***
Tegon watched, enveloped in fluids like a fly in amber, as the lips that were kissing the flesh underneath lifted into the sky with a wet squelch and turned around, a feminine tail swishing by his hiding spot and nearly knocking him off into oblivion. Her dripping, hungry folds came to rest forebodingly above, still dripping the occasional creamy droplet of his friend's cum. The scales he hung onto quickly separated and tighten as Bronze stood at attention once again, light glittering off the globules of semen still clinging to his shaft. Tegon violently shook as the giant prepared for entry once again, greedily sliding his sensitive tip over the slick lips.
Darkness and painful heat greeted the micro as he slid unwillingly back inside the dragoness, flying by cooling rivers of sperm that made way for the freight train seeking the darkest depths. He nearly flung off again as it came to an abrupt stop, the male dragon obviously going balls-deep. The smell here, of musk and lust, drove into his mind. A stray drop of cum from the last load dripped onto the drying lake he was trapped in and allowed the speck to move a little more freely. Perhaps he could still have fun yet.
***
Bronzewing decided to tease his companion, shifting his shaft out before sliding back in deep slowly. His hips lightly kissed her rump before swaying back to let his head just peek outside her. One time it popped back out and slid along under her groin. The cooler scales teased the sensitive nerves of his swollen pink head, eliciting a shuddering groan from Bronze at the feeling. He pulled himself back and moved his hand down to aim back to her depths when she leaned back to kiss his snout from over her shoulder. The sudden change caused the metallic dragon to sit on the soft bed and allow the female to pounce onto him. He gave a chuckle at her playfulness as she lowered her hips to his tower, starting to ride him as he groaned, completely at her mercy as she chose the speed.
***
Tegon was pondering how to leap off into a pool of cum when the world zoomed by again. With a pop he was back in the blindingly bright open air. Then back in with a slurp. That nauseating rhythm continued for a countless number of times as the giant thrust and lustily slammed his hips into the equally-aroused dragoness. The pattern was interrupted by Bronze just pulling out slightly farther than usual, his next push sending the pre-soaked tip ramming into her folds and rumbling by her clit instead. The female jerked with a gasp, sending their fluids splattering over Tegon's tiny body before a golden claw whizzed by and prepared to guide the shaft back into her. The micro wondered what the lovers were doing when everything stopped briefly, a smack coming from above, farther than he could see up. So he was unprepared when the dragoness instead speared herself with Bronze's cock, bouncing excitedly up and down the lubed skyscraper, eliciting uncontrollable spurts of pre from the slit above him.
***
Bronzewing quivered in pleasure as he was serviced by his lusty friend. His shaft twitched and throbbed while she clamped and pulled, a mutual arousal towards a second orgasm that the duo could feel building deep within again. This time it would arrive far faster than before. Even so, Bronze decided that they should change it up again, his arms reaching up to slow her as another blast of pre exited his tip.
"Let's clean each other as we finish this up," Bronze whispered to her, his voice husky from the overdose of what they had been doing. She licked her lips as she pulled off the aching shaft, her depths tightening around it in one last tease as she did so. The reptilian duo settled down on the bed sheets with their groins to each other's faces, tongues already reaching forward. Bronze slid his over the dragoness' pulsing clit, getting a kiss on his own tool as a gift before she slipped the wet appendage into her gooey depths. She bobbed her head around the pink spire as its pre soaked the back of her throat. Both were mere seconds from a second orgasm as their tongues danced around their sensitive regions. In an instant, Bronze's groin tightened as it began firing creamy shots down her throat, the female having to work to keep up. Yet Bronze was working hard as well, the orgasm driving his tongue to probe every surface to send her over the edge. His questing muscle was kneaded by her powerful womanhood as she groaned around his oozing tool. The pair licked around each other as they came down from their highs. When both were glistening clean, they crept up to the pillows and lay down. Each had their arms wrapped around the warm torso of the other, while their tails coiled off the edge of the bed.
***
Tegon gasped as her walls felt impossibly tighter this time, gripping even his minute form like a vice, sandwiching him painfully between a thudding steel wall and a slightly springier one that rasped over his face. The very real threat of being crushed ate away at the back of his mind as his insides strained in protest against the pressure. Nonetheless, his body reacted to the female's embrace in the only way it knew how, his slit opening wide as he shot his load between his friend and the giantess. On a macro scale, it was like a raindrop in an ocean. Far from erotic, Tegon was more concerned about how he would escape the predicament alive.
His breaths had to come in short gulps, and each one ended up being little more than stifling musk that burned his lungs accompanied by the occasional swallow of fluid. An unexpected explosion of pre from his friend painted her pink flesh, an offhanded expression of desire dwarfing Tegon's miniscule contribution several hundred times over. What did not cling to her dribbled down past the tip, an impressive stream for him but in all likelihood near-microscopic to the two lovers. The cock slid forward and back unusually fast before coming to a stop.
The miserable micro wondered if this was it, if his broken body was to be shot into oblivion, pulped into cum and blasted inside someone he had not even met. But the finishing blow never came, only the sound of primal growls from the two beasts speaking to each other. For the last time, her gripping lips hugged Bronze's shaft until it finally popped out, strings of her arousal spreading apart and snapping as she arose.
Tegon was forced to crawl closer to the slit as Bronze rested on his side, getting a glimpse of her scales lowering past both of them. Her curvy body moved along Tegon's sight, then her breasts, and finally her hungry maw. It stopped just before him, blowing fiery breath over a quaking gun prepared to fire. Her snaky tongue crawled under Bronze's hardening underside, pulling his cock into her salivating mouth. The suction almost pulled Tegon out entirely, into the humid abyss that was his final resting place. Here the moans deafened him, the rumbles almost too much for his frail form to take. Bronze's tip seemed to lift a tad higher as it became intolerably rigid.
A masculine groan made Tegon freeze, his reptilian senses panicking as a clear burst of cum appeared to be making its way up from the giant's sack. It flew up the length of the vibrating shaft, bulging the flesh he clung onto until it erupted out and shot against the back of her throat. Muscles began working all around him as she swallowed, contracting and forcing every drop down to be dissolved. The next burst swept Tegon out, where he floated helplessly with nothing to grab onto. A short, losing battle fighting the tide ended with him flailing like a madman. Now he longed for the safety of his friend's shaft, the familiar spire drawing further and further away as he was pulled towards his fate.
With one, unceremonious gulp, he was condemned to a torturous end for his acts of voyeurism. To be digested by a beautiful dragoness whose name he did not even know. Miles of slimy purple flesh rushed by as he freefell with the sperm. Latching onto her flesh again was not an option this time, the cum hindering his movement entirely. With a bone-shattering plop, Tegon landed blindly in a roaring chamber, the churning of her body the only noise to be heard now. The sea of acid ate away at him while he screamed, while they cuddled lovingly with each other.