Teagan's First Time
Teagan has a night of privacy, and decides to try something he's been wanting to do for years.
Teagan belongs to me.
Anna and art by Miss Mortis.
Teagan's First Time
By Darmalus
Teagan listened intently in the darkened room, trying his best to detect any of his fellow residents moving about. While he had mastered a number of sensing magics that would give him detailed information, there we a number of magically sensitive residents who would react to that like had just shouted in their ear. So instead he sat quietly in his room, listening.
After a while, Teagan was certain that the only active residents other than himself were some mice beneath his floorboards. He scanned the room, his stuff cast deeply into shadow, the only light from the stars and slim crescent of a moon. He reached out to his lamp, placing the wick between his dull claws he focused, and it burst into flame and filled the room with light.
The dragon grinned; it was the first new spell he had learned after coming to this world after becoming thoroughly tired of flints and tinderboxes. In the light his room had gone from ominous shadows to a warmly lit workroom and bedroom. The walls were adorned with various drawings and diagrams, tools neatly sorted on racks, one corner even held a 'compact' mechanical computer about the size of a wardrobe.
Tucked neatly into a corner opposite the door was a simple bed where the humanoid dragon now sat. He'd stripped naked getting ready for this, not wanting to risk any clothing with unpracticed shape-changing magic. He'd know this spell for over a decade now, but this was the first time he'd been anywhere without omnipresent security camera's watching his every move or expedition security shadowing him on field work. He'd almost been too eager to try things when he realized he finally had some privacy.
He shut his golden eyes and took a slow breath, focusing on the structure of the spell in his mind. Gathering the needed energy was simple, and when it was ready he released the metaphysical entity to fulfill the purpose of its brief life on him.
At first it felt like nothing, just the sensation of the spell encompassing him. Then it hit him, full body pins and needles drowning out all other sensation. Teagan screwed his eyes shut, but it didn't help, the feeling was so intense he had no idea if he was still on the bed or had toppled to the floor.
Then, as quickly as it had started the spell and maddening sensation ended as the spell expired. Teagan became aware he was sprawled on the bed and pulled himself back into a semblance of order. Sitting up, he immediately became aware that his body had changed. Opening his golden eyes, he looked down and beheld his new breasts. Her new breasts, Teagan mentally corrected herself, placing one hand between her legs.
She immediately got off the bed and went to the mirror beside her work desk to get a good look at herself. The changes were minor, almost the absolute minimum to effect the change. The same slim form, color, and basic proportions, her horns were virtually identical, the same blue color and branching. The hair was just as long and full, golden like her eyes, her muzzle was a bit slimmer and her mustache and beard were gone. Her nose scales were more rounded and slender, as were those on her hands and feet. Soft, short white fur covered most of her body, but blue that matched her scales and talons extended from neck to crotch.
Then her eyes went again to the glaring differences, small perky blue breasts with prominent nipples. As a male they were quite small and hidden under the chest fur, but these were quite visible, and easy target for a hungry baby. Down between her loins her new vagina told a similar story; her male organ was, when flaccid, compact and tucked close to the body, nearly invisible. Teagan's new pussy was visible at all times, the flesh framed by soft blue fur.
Teagan let out a breath, "You could be my sister." She said to her reflection. She turned to her side, looking at her profile. Acting on impulse, she struck several poses, but her attempt to be sexy only resulted in the dragoness bursting out laughing. She clamped her hands over her muzzle, trying to mute the sound lest she wake someone with her new and unfamiliar voice.
Hands still clamped firmly around her muzzle as her giggles continued uncontrollably, she planted her butt on her bed, golden-tuffed tail twitching with her stifled laughter. When the giggles finally ended, she released her muzzle and the now unoccupied hands immediately went to her breasts.
"Ah!"
Her moan was sharp and pure, these breasts had never been touched before, and now they demanded to be touched again. Eyes squeezed shut again, she began to squeeze and paw at her breasts and nipples, causing the dragoness to hiss and moan. As minutes of new and wonderful pleasure passed, she found herself bucking her hips in the air, her crotch becoming hotter and wetter, a sensation of need similar and yet utterly new.
Tearing one hand away from a breast, she brought it clumsily down between her legs with a slap! Her cry was more pain than pleasure, her hips plummeting down to the bed and knees pulling up as she pinned the offending hand between her thighs defensively.
Breathing deeply through her nose, Teagan uncurled from the fetal position she found herself in. Spreading her legs again, she now moved both hands gently and slowly between her legs. It was still hot and wet, her claws quickly slick from her own arousal. Gently probing this time, one claw time slid between her feminine nether lips.
"HA! Oh..."
The sensation drove Teagan to go farther and deeper with her single finger, pressing against the unfamiliar inner walls, she found herself wiggling and rolling on her bed. Rather clumsily, she sought out her clitoris with her other finger, finding the tender nub with slippery talons.
The double sensation of a talon inside her and on her clit was too much for the inexperienced dragoness, her body shook and shivered as her nerves exploded from the intense orgasm. Any awareness of the room was washed out by the feelings, she couldn't hear her own animalistic squeals and growls.
She suddenly realized she was panting heavily, staring at the ceiling, wet hands laying on her stomach. It had been new and alien and wonderful and she felt so warm and glad she had done this. Taking a deep, calming breath, she reminded herself she'd need to change back before breakfast came around... before she fell asleep! As the initial glow faded, she suddenly felt a familiar exhaustion.
Her limbs felt like lead, but she forced them to lift her up, she need to talk around a bit to get the focus needed for the reversal spell. As her head came up, she saw that her door was wide open, a familiar figure standing there with a surprised expression.
"Teagan?!"
Anna's voice was filled with surprise and confusion, and Teagan felt shock hit her gut as well. Teagan wasn't the fainting sort, but right now she wished she was, anything to avoid explaining herself.