# Adam's New Life - Chapter 1

Author: Drakonius
Tags: Bipedial, Cum, Dragon, Dragoness, Female, Feral, Fingering, M/F, Male, Oral, Rushed, Straight, Swallowing, bipedal

Chapter 1 - Starting
Over
Welcome to the first
chapter of a new story series.  The prologue is not truly necessary to read the rest of the series, it just gives a brief synopsis on Adam's transformation.  Critics
welcome, it's been many years since I've written anything, so hopefully I'll
improve quickly.  Enjoy!                 It hadn't even been twenty four hours since Adam woke up to
find himself transformed.  He started his
life as a chubby, somewhat lazy, but perfectly normal boy.  Now he found himself covered in green scales,
new muscles, and draconic instincts that hounded him to fly.  After following his instincts he found
himself in a forest at the base of the Rocky Mountains.  There, down a staircase hidden inside a great
tree, Adam found Lucian.  Lucian was someone
who looked like him, though grey scales instead of green.  The grey's words were like distant thunder,
rolling deeply across Adam's lithe frame as he spoke, "Welcome to Lindgard, my
name is Lucian, pet to Grist, and guardian of the southern door."
                Adam's
answer came, his voice completely different than that squeak of a boy trying to
be a man.  Now he spoke with a silky
calm, like wind through a meadow, smooth and soothing, "My name is Adam...what's
happened to me?"
                Laughter
echoed through the dimly lit corridor, a deep rumble that rebounded off the
stone and filled the ears of the newly transformed green drake.  Adam looked astonished; he couldn't believe
this grey lizard was laughing at him. 
Here he was, at least a thousand miles away from home, lost and
confused; yet he was being laughed at. 
The color in his face darkens a bit, a more forest green as he manages
to blush despite his best efforts.  
                "I am
sorry Adam, you must be a morphling, it's been a long time since we've had one
return to us," Lucian says, a chuckle still in his voice.  After his brief laughing spell passes Lucian
turns to the seemingly solid wooden door. 
No handles or grooves marred its' surface.  The only decoration was the large dragon
sigil, a matching twin to the smaller one carved on the trunk of the tree far
above.  A talon caresses the sigil gently
before Lucian steps back, allowing the door to lean forward until it drops
gently onto the ground.  He motions to
Adam, gesturing to be followed, and the two drakes step over the threshold into
the city of Lindgard.  
                The
stone corridor gives way to a cobbled street, windows and doors carved out of
the solid cavern walls.  Adam noted
quickly that the doors were all huge, obviously built with a much larger
creature than himself in mind.  Lucian
didn't speak more, merely leading Adam through the torch lit city, which had
many cobbled paths crisscrossing, each leading down another carved path.  Symbols and letters were carved in different
languages denoting the name of the street and the section of the city they were
in.  The signs currently read Southern
Market, which caused Adam to tilt his head, thinking to himself how deserted it
was for being a market.  Curiosity led
him to look into the cave-like rooms, some empty and some obviously shops of
some kind or another.  
                Lucian
stops at the foot of a leisurely sloped staircase.  The white marble stone steps were wide, once
again giving Adam the impression they were meant for something much
larger.  Gesturing with a single grey
scaled arm, Lucian pointed up the steps, matching ivory doors waiting at the
top.  Adam gives a low sigh and begins to
climb the steps.  Grumbling under his
breath, "There had better be answers here." 
Quickly he ascended, glad it was just one flight of easy steps, once he
stood before the great doors Adam suddenly felt small, everything around him
was so large.  Mustering his courage the
young drake reached a clawed hang out and pushes on the doors.  
                Opening
inwardly, the doors push easily on well-maintained hinges, letting in some of
the red light from the torches in the city. 
Adam slips inside before closing the doors behind him.  His golden eyes shining lightly in the
darkness as he finds himself to be in what looks like a grand foyer.  He scanned the walls, finding other doors
leading out to what he assumed were other sections of the city, each door a
different color of marble.  In the center
of the room was a massive statue of a dragon. 
It was hewn from a red stone of some kind, shaped to the likeness of a
sleeping drake.  Snorting a bit, Adam
walks further into the room, his talons clicking on the smooth floor.  
                "So
much for finding answers," Adam mutters, his silky voice echoing a bit in the
large room.  Immediately an eye on the
statue begins to glow, the golden color matching Adam's new eyes.  Torches spring to light along the walls,
casting an orange glow onto the statue. 
Though it was instantly clear that the statue was in fact an actual
dragon, Adam watches it as it uncurls slowly to stretch out onto its
belly.  A whimper escapes the boy as he
stares, enraptured, at the rather imposing lizard, the light now reflecting off
the ruby red scales.  
                "What
do we have here?" comes a loud and crackling voice, both eyes now open and glaring
at Adam, "A newcomer?" questions the dragon. 
Adam manages to nod, not yet finding his voice as the dragon lifts its'
head, looking down at him from a couple of feet higher than the top of Adam's
head.  "Well come now, what is your
name?" it questions again, though from the sound of the voice Adam was quickly
suspecting it was a male.
                "I'm..er..my..uh..my
name is Adam," the young green drake manages to squeak out, tail thrashing
behind him as he tries  to regain his
composure.  For the second time that
night laughter washes over him.  This
time though, the laughter is boisterous and full of mirth.  
                "Welcome
Adam I am Grist, Keeper of the Southern Portals.  Judging from your expression and what remains
of your human clothes, I'd imagine you have no idea what's going on do you?"
Grist asks, lowering his head so they can look eye to eye, a smile somehow
showing on the dragon's muzzle.  Adam
manages to nod again, barely keeping his feet as the larger drake shifts to get
comfortable, sitting much like a cat, legs folded under him, but it was also
obvious that Grist walked on all four legs. 
Mouth open Adam is about to question this, when Grist interrupts him,
"Questions later my boy, first a little explanation.  You are in Lindgard, one of the last draconic
cities in the world.  I am obviously a
dragon, but you too, are a dragon, though a different species.  You are gram
and I am grom.  That is to say I am big and you are
little.  I am a keeper and you are a
helper."
                Grist
pauses, letting Adam digest this first bit of information.  Adam chuckles a bit and gives another
nod.  His dragon instincts and feelings
easily let him process the fact that he is a dragon, it was obvious of course.  The green dragon's soft voice echoes out
again as he responds, "So..I am gram.  A helper. 
A pet?"
                "Eventually
yes, a grom will take you in and
you'll obey and serve.  This is your
calling, your hakar or duty.  When the time is right you'll be happy to
serve.  You'll see," Grist informs him
with a wide smile.  "Now to answer what I
expect is your next question, you are a morphling.  You hatched and bonded to the first creature
that found you, a human in this case, and became human until you were old
enough to find your way to your own kind. 
That kind of thing happens from time to time when clutches parents are
killed.  The hatchlings have this trait
to survive." 
                Well
that made sense.  He was adopted after
all, and obviously a bit different growing up. 
Now that he stood here, covered in green scales, it all easily fit into
place.  Being told he was a dragon, made
it much easier to accept.  The giant
puzzle of his life made perfect sense. 
Everything seemed to sharpen, to come into focus now as his mind shifted
easily into his new role in life.  He was
to find a dragon to basically work for. 
This too he accepted easily, no longer bound by a human attachment to
how the world works, his mind was open and these logical answers seemed
shockingly correct.  Adam's mind makes
the next jump and he asks, "So what do I do now?"  
                "Well
my boy, for now you will go to sleep. 
It's late, you've obviously traveled long.  I'll call for one of my grams to show you to a room. 
You can stay here with me, the second floor has bedrooms.  Jess, come!" 
Grist calls out loudly, his booming voice resounding in the large
chamber.  A door opens above them, Adam
noting finally the wrap around second floor. 
Following a loud yawn a face looks down at Adam from directly above him,
the features softer and covered in scales of a royal purple.  
                "Coming
sir!" exclaims a bubbly, and obviously feminine, voice.  Talons skip along the floor above them before
she comes down the staircase behind Grist. 
Circling around him she grins as she bounds up to Adam.  For his part, Adam did his best not to
stare.  Full and perky breasts bouncing,
and wide hips swaying, the female takes no notice of her nudity and just
thrusts a clawed hand out to shake Adam's own, still grinning widely.  "My name is Jess, what's yours?" she asks, her
voice musical and happy as she stands a little too close for Adam's liking.
                "Um..I'm
Adam," the green manages to say, taking a step back to put at least a little
distance between himself and the radiant female.  His tail twitches a little as he feels a stirring
in his groin, ignoring that he watches her as she very obviously looks him up
and down.  Following her gaze he looks
down at himself, taking note finally of the now prominent muscles, lean and
hard, he looked like a long distance runner instead of his previous chubby
self.  Flat stomach and hard outlines
cause him to grin despite himself.  
                "What'cha
got pants on for?" Jess asks him, looking pointedly at his crotch, which bulged
just slightly from a swelling in what Adam realized, must be a sheath between
his legs.  The boy shrugs and tries to
dodge the question by looking at Grist, though the wide grin on the large
dragon's muzzle shows that this was very intentional.  
                Adam
sighs and mumbles out a response, "Just take me to my room please."  She was just so happy and cute; Adam wasn't
sure how to deal with it right now.  Jess
just giggles and nods, bounding back up the stairs while Adam trudges along
behind her.  Going up his nose sniffs the
air and he catches a sweet scent, the smell sending a chill directly down his
body and to his groin, which he feels throb and swell almost instantly.  Adam panics a bit, trying to act like nothing
was wrong as he follows her up.  
                Jess
waits at the top of the stairs, grinning to him while he moves onto the second
floor landing.  She steps up to him
again, "Like it?" she questions with a knowing look, a claw moving to caress
his chest slowly and seductively.  Adam
steps back again, stammering out once more to be shown to his room.  Her laugh was like a happy bell chiming in
the wind, it warmed him and couldn't help but make him smile, but she did as
she was asked, taking him to an empty room with a soft welcoming bed.  The ceiling is adorned by a large gemstone.  It glows a dim blue and lighting the room
with a gentle and soothing light.  She
steps inside of the room with him, just big enough for the two of them to fit
comfortably, but in these confined quarters that smell hits him even
harder.  
                "W-what
is that?" Adam manages to stammer out his question, breathing deeply despite
himself as he feels an erection sliding out of his sheath to tent his
pants.  Jess giggles and grabs his hand,
forcing a finger to touch between her legs to her obviously swollen slit,
pushing that finger back up to his nose after only a brief touch.  The scent was intoxicating as he got a more
potent sniff from his slightly wet finger. 

                "It's
because I'm aroused.   You started it
with your scent you know.  After you saw
me come down the stairs your need was evident in the air," she informs him with
a chuckle, "But I know you have no idea what's going on, you're obviously a
morphling.  I don't blame you, but I'll
help you take care of that if you want," she gestures to his now prominent
hardon, half spilling out of his pants now. 
Adam finds he feels no shame, dragons had no need for shame, and Adam
was becoming more dragon by the moment.  
                The
green male pushes the pants off of himself now, letting his much larger cock
spring completely free at last.  He was
still nervous, but he found his confidence vastly improved now, after all, she
just admitted she was aroused too.  Adam
sits on the bed and nods, the girl moving to kneel between his legs, breasts
rubbing at his thighs.  Her talons wrap
around his shaft, forcing a moan out of him. 
Eyes closed, Adam lets her work.  This
was the first time a girl had ever touched him, but that was his human life,
and he found he was caring less about that. 
What mattered was he had a horny female between his legs holding his
cock.  Her smooth scaled hands work him
rather quickly, the now tapered tip of his member swelling a little with his
desire, his arousal dripping out and filling the room with his scent.
                Jess
chuckles to herself before she lowers her head, her thin tongue snakes out to
lick the tip of his thick member.  She
gives a low moan, the taste and scent driving her crazy.  Thankfully she had far more experience with
the scent than he did, but it was still hard to stop from jumping on top of
this delicious cock.  Jess swirls her
tongue more around the male before lowering her head further to allow that tip
to slide between her lips and into her hot muzzle.  One powerful suck later Adam was thrusting
his hips upwards, unable to stop himself as he cries out with pleasure.  His voice is just above a whisper as he says,
"Jess...I'm close."  
                The
dragoness's efforts don't slow down at all; in fact she opens her muzzle wider
and pushes down harder to let the shaft reach deeper.  Her hand is between her legs now, fingers
frantically sliding in and out of herself causing a squelching noise to sound
out in the tiny room.  Jess moans around
the member buried in her mouth, her tongue caressing it as she sucks harder on
it.  Adam bucks his hips higher, a very
inhuman growl escaping his throat as he grabs the girl's head and begins to
thrust into her muzzle.  His hips lift
off the bed as he can't contain his primal need to pound, to take and
conquer.  
                Jess
drives her fingers deeper and faster, feeling an orgasm taking hold of
her.  They both moan now, their pleasures
entwined as Adam gives up the fight and roars out his climax to the entire
building, his seed gushing into the dragoness. 
An orgasm rips into Jess at the same moment; her tight slit quivering
around her fingers as she gives in to the feelings, the delicious cum flooding
her muzzle just intensifies her pleasures. 
Both dragons shake and stiffen in the throes of passion.  Adam's cock finally finishes pulsing, the
amount of cum almost choking Jess, but she manages to swallow it all before it
overwhelms her.
                The
green drake falls backwards onto the bed, panting heavily.  "Oh wow..." he manages to say, finally finding
his voice again.  Jess giggles again and
finishes swallowing her midnight snack.
                "That
should hold you for now, but my room is right next to yours if you want another
round," says the girl with a cute grin, "I don't want to push you too fast
though, mating as a dragon will blow your mind though."  With that she gives him an affectionate pat
on the thigh before turning around and walking out of the room.  Adam's eyes are glued to her tight rump,
swaying from side to side as she exits. 
He slides up more so that he's fully laid out in his bed, shivering a
bit with the afterglow of a great orgasm, but he notices his cock is still hard
and throbbing with desire.  
                "Sorry
buddy, maybe later," he says to his cock with a small laugh.  The bed has a thin sheet and a feather
pillow, the mattress was thick and soft. 
Lying there, in that comfortable bed Adam sighs, his human life feels so
far away now.  Almost like another
person, someone unrelated to this new Adam. 
Indeed his thoughts don't even linger on that past life, instead he
rolls over, hugging the pillow and his thoughts turn to the pretty dragoness.  He finally falls asleep with that image in
his head, a huge smile on his face as he imagines what else is in store for
him.

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