The Dragoniss of Orcha Isle
Hello everyone. I am Canoadai Obsidiann Drake,also known as Canoa. If you recognise
this name,then you most likely know me from YiffChat. This is my first story,a bit about
my past and how I met Dracos. Excuse its shortness. Enjoy!
Thanks go out to Shadow and Dracos for thier help with this!
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"My name is Canoadai Obsidiann Drake. I assume I am 3498 years of age,I may be older,in fact. I was born on the date of what would now be considered September 8th. The year is an obscure thing,as previously mentioned. I was born on an island called Orcha Isle,located in a strange area that is unfindable,yet still exists. I cannot even find it anymore,myself. My mother,Orsha Drake,was a wonderful dragoness witch while my father was a powerful warrior in the Orchan Military. The isle was in civil war when I was born,when I left the isle,and may still be today. Time is a strange thing for me. I helped build the pyramids. I met Julius Ceaser. I fought alongside King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. I've eaten my share of stolen foods and was once worshipped by a few hundred japanese villages. All this time,my magic, my knowledge, and my soul grew more powerful. If I had anymore adventures, I might find them boring. Yet...I yearn for more. I yearn for something...unique! You'd think I've seen it all...but no...I want more. I want...I don't know. Its hard to image what else I could do...I-?
"-am an overtalkative herm dragon with a drinking problem."
Canoa looked up from hir Taquilla, "Eh?"
The bartender,a gruff looking bulldog,sneered a bit, "I don't want your life story lady. Just pay for those 73 drinks and leave...you're scaring the customers."
Canoa houghed,a thin stream of smoke emitting from hir nostril slits, "And you're some prince charming?" Shi laid the money down on the counter and stood up. Shi was about 7 foot tall or so, wingless dragoniss with blue-green scales and a perfect body. As shi left,shi got the usual stares from males and females alike at hir large,perfectly perky breasts and large sheath,not easily hidden under hir tight clothing. Of course,that was the point of the thin material shi wore. Canoa could've been considered a gypsy,if not for hir cheery disposition on things. With hir large potions-box,hir backpack,and hir katana,shi also could've resembled a samauri,except that samauri's weren't seen too often anymore. Shi was just...Canoa. One thing about hir,though,was the fact that shi hated hir true name intensly. Canoadai was the name of hir long dead aunt,killed by some noble knight,and shi dispised the name for the discomfort it brought hir in the memory of the beloved relation. Now,if you're wondering,Canoa was a fortune teller,as well as a massuer (and most would say "A fantastic masseur,at that!").
Deep in the concrete jungle of the city,Canoa walked silently,ignoring the stares of passing furs. A couple of huskie pups and a raven chick followed hir for a few blocks as if trying to figure out what shi was. Canoa snickered at this a bit:shi loved kids. Unfortunately,shi'd not had a very good childhood,so shi couldn't comply with thier requests for hir to play with them,as shi didn't know many of thier games. Shi continued on hir way slowly,eventually reaching the outskirts of the city. Shi frowned a bit at this point:No dragons in that entire city? It was a sad thing. Shi had found the chain of islands a few weeks ago:a huge chain of islands that the locals called the Arc of Furs. Hundreds of islands made up the Arc,each with a few large cities,apparently. "15 Islands so far and not a single Dragon...maybe it's worthless to try to find Orcha Isle in this mess...",said Canoa,sighing as shi sat down. Shi drew the island onto hir map,marking it as Ferret Isle,since it's shape was similar to a ferret skull.
Thinking of ferrets,Canoa's stomach growled, "Ooooh...I haven't had a good fried ferret in a long time...I wish I had take up that bar's offer for that bag of fried ferrets on that 3rd island..." Obviously talking about normal,nonanthro ferrets. "I guess I'm headed to the next island...lets see...what did that street vendor say? There's a bridge leading from the peak of some mountain here to the next island's mountain peak? Yep. Now where's that bridge?" Shi looked around and felt a large chunk of gravel fall onto hir head,apparently from someone's boots or such. Shi looked above,squinting in the sunlight...the bridge was above hir...and extremely long,going into the distance. "Oi...looks like I found it..." Shi stood up and stretched,then leapt up to the long rope bridge above,landing gracefully on its solid,sturdy planks and starting to walk...
~A couple of days later...~
Canoa smiled widely as the young,21 year old vixen sucked on hir long,black-tinted cock. "Yes...oh,thats a good girl..." After two days of travelling across that accursed bridge and another few getting settled in the town (apprently,Snowie Isle has bad blizzards and had trapped Canoa in this small town for a bit),shi had finally decided to visit the local brothel. Apparently,Grit Town has no policy against female slavery into tools of sex,which Canoa was glad for. The young fox,named Minda,was a cute vixen,and perfect for sucking dragon cock. Canoa smiled,laying hir head back against the plush chair shi sat in,feeling the warm movements as the vixen sucked as hard as possible,her tongue running over the draconian cock expertly. Canoa growled a bit as shi came,shooting a massive amount of warm,sticky cum into the vixen's muzzle,and causing an over-burst that coated the vixen's ample breasts in cum. "That was good...very good...clean yourself up with your tongue and then get into that bed...I paid a good amount to fuck your brains out and thats what I'll do..." The vixen nodded and commenced cleaning hirself,licking the hot cum from her white fur.
The next morning,Canoa awoke in the Brothel bedroom to an odd feeling. Shi was half asleep,but almost immediately woke up. Where was that vixen and what was the strange feeling? Canoa looked around and started to stand up only to feel something on hir cock...of course. The vixen was sucking hir cock again. Well,thats what Canoa paid for and that girl was delivering. After a few more orgasms by both parties,Canoa walked out of the room,leaving the vixen in a dazed stupor,covered in many juices on the floor,her entire left fist lodged into her pussy,moving in and out subconsiously. Canoa walked out of the Brothel and stopped. Out of the entire town,shi spotted a large dragon. The first one shi'd seen in ages...and a handsome one at that. He had just walkd into a bar when shi spotted him,but shi saw his face...a gleaming beacon of sexual desire. Shi felt hir pussy become wet and hir cock become hard as shi slowly walked towards the bar. Walking in,shi looked around,ignoring the many stares at hir boldness...and hir massive erection. Shi spotted him again,headed upstairs to the bedrooms. The bar doubled as a hotel for travelers,apparently. Following,shi saw him head into a room. Room 13,the door-sign said. "13,eh? It must be my lucky day..."
After a few hours down at the bar,downing vodka shots,Canoa became bored. Hir labido was going off the hook after that dragon upstairs. So close,yet so far,shi thought. "How'm I gonna get into that room? I need a key..." Saying this,the owner,a german shepard,looked up at hir from the glass he'd been cleaning. "Hm? A key to what room?" he said to hir,raising an eyebrow. Shi simply sighed deeply. "Room 13..." shi said in a bored tone. He smiled. "Ooooh...the dragon,eh? Dracos has been living in this town for awhile now...uh...what's your name,anyway?" Shi looked at him,a bit annoyed now,"Canoa. Just Canoa..." He chuckled now,"Ok,Just Canoa..." Shi rolled hir eyes at the lame joke, "...want the spare key? We don't get many visitors to our little town and I'd be happy to...for a price." He winked at hir. The entire bar was empty,save them. Shi rolled hir eyes again,giving a loud sigh,then grabbed the lower edges of hir tight black shirt and raised it up,letting hir large,black nippled breasts bounce free,the nipples becoming hard in the cold air.
The dog chuckled and reached out,only to be stopped by Canoa's left paw,"Hey buddy...look,don't touch. They're nice,yea,but not for you to feel." He simply backed away,smirking, "Want the key or not?" Shi sighed again...he was a pervert,but right. Shi wanted that key...badly. "Fine...go ahead and cope a feel,you perverted little-" "Say 'I want the pretty key,oh master of sexual desire and all things related'" Shi blinked,smoke trails coming from hir nostrils, "Grrr...I w-want the pr-pretty key,oh m-mas-ster of s-sexual desire and all things re-related..." The dog smiled widely, walked around the bar to where shi sat and starting to feel hir breasts with groping paws, "Now...say 'I want to suck your big doggy cock,master'" Shi got a bewildered look. Not like shi'd never sucked dog cock,but..."Rrrrrr...I want to suck your big d-doggy cock,master...." He smiled and took hir left paw and moved it to his crotch,rubbing it there. Hir right eye twitched now. Shi smiled and grabbed the cock through his jeans,unzipped them,moved hir paw inside and took his fuzzy sac in hir paw...then twisted a bit,making the dog yip a bit,a funny sound coming from a large dog as he was. "Now...give me the damn key or I'll lock my mouth on your fuckin' dick so hard,it'll fall right off..." Shi smiled wildely,showing hir extremely sharp teeth, "Get it?" The dog reached into his pocket,pulling out the key and hanging it on hir left nipple by its keyring, "Got it?" Shi let go,watching the german shepard rush to the back room with his tail between his legs,whining and groping his sac as if to make sure his balls were still intact. "Good..." Shi took the key,pushed hir shirt down and walked up the stairs,smiling a bit.
"Room 13...here it is,at last. What'd that perverted asshole say this guys name was? Dracos? Yea..." Shi inserted the key and opened the door silently,seeing that Dracos was inside,his back turned to the door. He was handsome,even from the back...shi smirked and walked up behind him. He was totally nude,apprently just haven taken a shower,and was now stretching. Shi crept behind him,hir hands slowly creeping forward. Then,shi got him. Hir hands darted around,grabbing his cock from behind and starting to pump it. Then...he spoke,"Woah! Is this special room service or something?" He chuckled and turned,seeing Canoa standing there,even with his height and looking like shi desperately needed a fuck. "Uh...you're not room service,are you?" Shi shook hir head,hir scales turning a light reddish color. "You're not even an employee,are you?" Shi shook hir head again,smiling a bit. "Hm...who are you then?" He sat on the bed. "My...my name's Canoa and you won't believe how long its been since I last saw a dragon...especially one like you." He looked hir up and down,nodding a bit, "Hm...a herm wingless dragon...very yiffy,am I correct?" Shi nodded. "Need some sex?" Shi nodded again. "Well...whenever you're ready,Canoa." Shi almost forgot to take off hir shorts as shi leapt on him,almost forcing his cock into hir dripping pussy and starting to ride him like a horse. He ripped hir shirt off and growled a bit at hir tightness. Shi went as fast as shi could,wanting to come desperately. Almost a half hour later,he came,shooting into hir just as hir 12th orgasm came,flooding the already soaked bed with more of hir juices. Shi smiled and,with a final whisp of smoke from hir nostril slits,shi fell asleep right there,his cock still inside of hir sore pussy.
The next morning,shi awoke expecting to see that dragon,Dracos,under hir. Instead...it was just a bed. There was a brown cloak and hir clothes (except the shirt,but there was a replacement) sitting on the nearby table. Shi looked around for Dracos and instead found a note reading:
For Canoa,I am sorry,but I must continue my own travels. It was great fun last night and may we meet again someday soon. Wish I could've stayed,but the open ocean calls me to another island. Love and Happiness,Dracos.
Shi stared at the note and smiled. He was somewhere out there,at least,and not a figment of hir tortured imagination. Putting the clothes on and grabbing hir bags and sword,also mysteriously put into the room,shi walked out of the bar,passing by the terrified-looking barkeep,and into the town. Smiling and taking one last look,shi continued down the paved road and into the wilderness to continue hir travels alone. Or maybe not alone...maybe shi had someone watching over hir. Who knew? Life is a mystery. Unfortunately,as a great dragoness once said,"History repeats itself. Those who do not learn from thier mistakes are doomed to repeat them,and all too often,they do not learn." This would be no exception for Canoadai Obsidiann Drake,also known as Canoa.