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“Would you look at this place…” Ferdie let out an impressed whistle, taking a look at the vast, ancient ruins that stood before him. “This looks like something out of a storybook, wouldn’t you agree?” He turned to look at his exploration partner.

“Yeah, I guess so…” Bill mumbled in response, wiping some dust from his glasses as he looked on ahead. He didn’t know why he had been dragged into Ferdie’s excavation project, especially since there were so many people that were better than him, but this was the situation he found himself in right now.

“Come on, don’t be like that! I thought this trip might help you break out of your shell just a little bit, as well as get you a little bit of exercise!” Ferdie playfully poked Bill’s stomach.

“I know I struggle a little with my weight, but I don’t think a setting like this is really gonna help me too much…” Bill continued to mumble.

“They tend to say that these experiences can be life-changing, so try to keep an open mind!” Ferdie walked on ahead, leaving Bill to catch up with him.

“Yeah, the amount of times I’ve been on trips where they say that and nothing’s changed…” He said, following on behind Ferdie.

“I mean just take a look around you!” Ferdie gestured towards the remnants of a long-forgotten castle, the building still standing despite having been damaged by the elements over time… well, the elements and something else, given some of the walls had caved in or had massive holes in them, indicating that some kind of battle must have occurred at one point in time. “For all you know, this place could be bursting at the seams with secrets or lost treasures! If you were to find something of value, you’d be able to live out the rest of your days in luxury!”

“Somehow I doubt that as well…” Bill thought aloud - the amount of times he’d heard that as well, and most of the artefacts found, if any, were in too poor a condition to be sold on or properly evaluated.

“Just take a look around before you start thinking like that!” Ferdie advised. “There’s a whole castle to look through… well, MOST of a castle to look through, but a castle’s a castle nonetheless!” He began to look around the courtyard area.

“If you say so… anything to shut you up at this point.” He added the latter half of the statement under his breath, making his way towards the castle itself. There wasn’t much else he could do at this point, but exploring on his own would be a bit more peaceful than having to keep hearing Fergie spout optimistic stuff all day.

“Hey, don’t go off too far on your own!” Fergie called out to him. “I know exploration is why we’re here, but we don’t want to end up getting lost now, do we!”

“Whatever you say, boss!” He responded in a semi-dismissive tone, making his way through the archway that led into the castle itself.

“Man… I like him, but he really needs to work on those personality issues…” He sighed, going back to examining some of the murals depicted on the ground.

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“There we go… I feel a little bit better not having to hear his voice every five seconds…” Bill pulled a torch out from his backpack, shining it ahead of him as he took a look around. The hallway was largely untouched in the structural sense, though the carpets and tapestries on the walls had long since decayed. Unlit torches lined the wall, some of them having been knocked loose over time.

“This place probably looked quite impressive back in the day. I mean it still does in a way, but yeah…” He continued to shine a light down the hallway, soon making his way upon the doorway to another room. The metal doors, though sturdy and solid back in the day, were barely holding themselves together, large holes having appeared in them where the steel had been eroded by dusty, damp conditions. As such, it was easy to open them up, though he had done so carefully - for all he knew, the hinges may have broken over time, and the last thing he wanted was for the door to flatten him.

He stepped into the room, whistling as he took in the sights of the impressive nature of what appeared to be a large, ceremonial chamber of some sort. The room was adorned with paintings and tapestries, the latter appearing to be mostly untouched compared to the damaged ones outside - if handled and transported carefully, they could be worth a small fortune in themselves, though of course, it’d have to be done without getting Ferdie involved, which he knew would be impossible.

“Heh… guess this isn’t too bad a find, and at least I got to see it before that blowhard got in here.” Bill made his way over towards the two thrones that rested at the opposite end of the room, facing everything else. They were carved from a mixture of wood and steel, and to his surprise, they had held up well over the years - he had half expected the legs to fold like an accordion the second he sat down on it. “Whew, glad to get my feet up for a moment. He wouldn’t give me a chance to do so if he was here, he’d want to get pictures and samples and everything, and all that’d do is give me a great big headache. Still, he’s probably gonna find his way in here eventually and want to do that, so I suppose I better make the most of what peace I have beforehand.”

He took a look at his sides, seeing if anything else caught his eye. A table rested between the two thrones, and to his surprise, a pair of necklaces were sitting upon the surface, stored within an ornate glass case.

“Huh, now those look expensive!” He reached towards the box, carefully releasing the clasp on it before lifting the lid up, taking a look at the jewellery. One was a regal-looking chain with hints of silver and gold, the other had a more jagged appearance, the colours a mix of emerald and topaz, the front bearing a symbol in the shape of a lightning bolt.

“Kinda has me wondering what occasion would be celebrated if these were being offered. I could ask Fergie about it, but then he’d be going on about it for the next week and a half…” He groaned at the thought of getting another lecture, as he didn’t want to be here any longer than he needed to be, and once Fergie started talking about something, it was almost impossible to get him to shut up. He ran his hand along the silver necklace, admiring it. “Still, having something like this would make my friends back home jealous, not to mention that it’d steal some of the thunder from him - he can’t attempt to claim credit for finding these things if I was to take one of them for myself now, can he?”

He considered which of the two pendants to take for himself for a brief moment, but the choice was easy - his hand was already hovering the more regal looking of the two, after all. With a smirk, he lifted it up from the stand within the box, taking a good look over it. “Hrm… as much as it’d make more sense to put this in my pockets, I don’t want to risk it slipping out and getting damaged, so I guess I’d be better off wearing it out. If he asks where I found it, maybe I’ll tell him about this room if he’s willing to make a good offer, he owes me THAT much for dragging me all the way out here!” He mused silently, undoing the clasp on the pendant, opening it up as he placed it carefully around his neck, fumbling about with the clasp as he attempted to close it back up, and whilst it took a few attempts to do so, he eventually succeeded.

“And there we g-ack!” He winced, feeling some of the spikes digging deep into his neck, drawing blood. “Ooow, was that meant to happen?” He asked, seeing the crimson liquid seeping from the cuts. To his surprise, however, the pendant appeared to absorb the blood into itself, a faint glow emanating from it. Bill was about to question that further when an odd sensation began to flow through his body.

He rested back in the chair, waiting to see if the strange feeling would soon pass, but it only seemed to grow stronger by the second. His hands felt odd and itchy, and when he brought his other hand to scratch it, he saw his skin flake away as he did so, deep, silvery scales growing in under his flesh. “Wh-what?!” He stared in disbelief, the scales making their way up along his arms, the muscles in his shoulders beginning to bulge outwards.

“Why… why do I have scales?” He looked at his arms, not immediately noticing that sharp, golden claws were breaking through his fingernails, or that his fingers themselves were growing larger and thicker, the palms of his hands becoming rougher. The sleeves of his shirt pulled tight against his shoulders, the muscles seemingly developing of their own free will, yet they seemed to be growing beyond human proportions, the scales soon spreading across his front and back.

There was another twinge of discomfort around his neck, this time due to it beginning to slowly thicken and grow, causing the necklace to dig further into his body. A moan of discomfort left his mouth, also drawn out by his shirt tightening around his frame. His muscles were growing and reshaping, the fat in his body seemingly vanishing as it was repurposed into pure muscle - a fact that he’d probably be happy about, if it were not for the fact that he was slowly transforming into something that didn’t appear to be human.

“Ghhh…” Bill tried to remove the necklace from around his swelling neck, but he was unable to do so, thanks in part to a combination of his new claws and how tight it was digging in. Along his front, thick, plated scutes grew in place of scales, mostly silver barring around the bottom part, which was a bright gold. He was wishing that he had never bothered coming on this trip, or that this was all some kind of dream, but it did nothing to stop the changes from progressing, his chest slowly barrelling outwards with each breath he took, making his build steadily more top-heavy by the second.

“I swear to god, I wanna kill him for this…” He winced, shirt splitting open down the middle, revealing his broader, powerful chest, a pair of bumps pressing against the back of his shirt, lifting it away from him. Another bump was becoming apparent at the base of his spine, apparent against the back of his shorts, followed up by the front of them also appearing to bulge forwards, a strange, sudden rush of arousal hitting him like a ton of bricks.

“I…guhhhh…mmrgghhh…” Bill growled, a thick, powerful tail snaking its way down through the right side of his shorts, its movements temporarily constrained, only serving to put even more pressure on the front part of his clothing, his erection digging deeper into the fabric. His body was still growing larger, hips popping and clicking as they realigned, making him stumble in the chair as he attempted to keep himself upright.

“Ghrhghh!!” His shorts split open, his scaly, muscled thighs bursting through them, plated scales covering the top halves of his legs. His dick sprung free at the same time, cum spurting outwards as he climaxed, eyes rolling back into his head as his balls emptied out his human seed. Once they were emptied, they appeared to retreat back into his body, his foreskin pulling back to the base of his shaft, reforming into what looked like a genital slit of sorts.

“Fuuuuuuck… this feels… goooood…” He moaned, looking down at his still-throbbing cock, seeing that it was actually growing longer. His stomach continued to flatten, not a single trace of fat remaining to be seen, which also helped considering the genital slit was now sitting neatly between his legs. He reached down to feel it, running a claw slowly along its length, and almost immediately recoiled as it pulsed even more violently, the head reshaping into a barbed point, spiny ridges forming along the front, all while the base swelled into a girthy knot. With how drastically it had changed in the course of a few seconds, he was expecting the overwhelming lust to pass on, but it only grew ever more intense, his cock suddenly splitting in a painless fashion right down the middle, dividing into two equally draconic-looking spears.

“Hrghh, ooohh yeah…” He smirked - a small part of him was still wondering if this was all a bad thing, but he was seeing the good side in all of this as well. His hands wrapped around his cocks, starting to pump them up and down, his tail continuing its growth, lashing at the ground in front of him, a trio of great golden spikes spreading from the very tip, developing into a powerful, whip-like claw. His dicks felt sensitive to the touch, pre spurting out with no real effort.

Bill curled his toes, his feet pushing out of his shoes and socks. The middle toes merged whilst the big toes shrank and moved towards his heels, deadly dark gold talons pushing out from each digit, the soles of his feet puffing outwards into pads. His heels stretched away from the rest of his feet, the pressure shifting to his tiptoes as they adapted to a digitigrade stance. He had grown so broad and tall, he couldn’t keep sitting upright, falling forwards to the ground, reaching out with one hand to stop him from hitting it face-first.

“Rrgghh…. Why was I worried about any of this…” He hissed through gritted teeth, his neck carrying his head from his shoulders as it stretched further still. The necklace, which had been digging tight into his flesh, now retreated into his body, the pressure in his neck relieving itself. The two bumps on his shoulders exploded outwards, a pair of elegant, regal wings spreading wide, the insides lined with a royal purple webbing, the outside covered in jagged, armoured scales. As he stretched his new wings, a pair of wing-like frills grew along the upper part of his tail from behind his legs, neatly folded up.

He continued to support himself on one of his forelegs, alternating which cock he was stroking with his free paw whilst his hair fell away, the scales finishing their growth with a series of jagged, gold-rimmed spikes adorning his head, followed up by a pair of glimmering golden horns, giving him the appearance of wearing a monstrous-looking crown. Great, scaly frills sprouted along the top part of his head and neck, his ears vanishing into tiny holes in the sides of his skull, a tugging sensation filling his face.

“Rgh…gruoroarghhhh…!” He hissed and snarled, his jaws pushing forwards, nose sinking into his upper jaw, the nostrils flaring as the upper half of his mouth reshaped into a jagged, beak-like protrusion, his lower jaw slightly smaller. Within his muzzle, his teeth grew bigger, sharpening into wicked fangs, many more filling the extra space whilst his tongue lengthened, forking at the tip. The changes reached their end as his eyes grew bigger, moving towards the sides of his head as both his sclera and irises filled with a ruby hue, pupils pulling into thin slits.

His rear legs buckled as he felt his orgasm fast approaching, the freshly-transformed dragon having to slam his free paw down on the ground to keep himself steady as it hit him with the force of an erupting volcano. “GROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!” A monstrous, bellowing roar left his maw as he came hard, his cocks firing off long ropes of white-hot spunk in unison, some of the bursts nearly hitting the other side of the room.

“What in the world was that?” Ferdie questioned, the roar distracting him from the remnants of some old pottery. “Did Bill find something of interest, or did he get himself in trouble? Either way, I better go check to see if he’s alright!” He dropped what he was doing and rushed towards the ruined castle - he had no idea where in the castle his friend could be, but he was gonna go all out looking for him!

“RRRRRRRRR…rrghgh…. Oooooohhh…” Bill moaned, coming down from his orgasmic high, a content hiss leaving his mouth as he slumped forwards. “Mrghh… that felt heavenly~” He smirked, trying to push himself back to his feet, sitting back on his hind legs. The new dragon took a moment to take a look over himself, admiring the regal, powerful-looking creature he had become - it was just a shame that the room didn’t have a giant mirror so he could properly examine himself fully.

“Heh… looking pretty sharp~” He smirked, his tail swaying behind him. The room appeared to be much more vibrant looking now, though that might have been down to his vastly improved vision. The only real downside was that due to his larger size, the room was a tiny bit more cramped compared to what it was before. Not enough to keep him from moving at the very least, though he would appreciate it if he could get out into the open sooner than later.

“Bill? Bill? Where are you?” Ferdie’s voice echoed through the hallway. “Say something if you can hear me!”

“Oh yeah, I had almost forgotten about him…” He rolled his eyes. “Still, I think he could benefit from a change in perspective just like me, and I know what would be perfect for doing so…” Bill glanced over at the ornate case, the green-and-yellow necklace still inside. He carefully grabbed it in his claws, chuckling to himself.

“Come on, Bill, this isn’t the time to keep quiet!” Ferdie shouted. “If you’re in a bad mood, I’m sure we can talk it out!”

Bill wanted to call out to Ferdie to lead him into the main room, but with how different his voice sounded compared to how it was as a human, he didn’t want to ruin the surprise just yet. Instead, he whacked his tail against the ground, creating a loud, thudding sound that echoed throughout the ruins.

“Bill, was that you? Hold on!” Ferdie picked up on the noise, dashing towards the chamber. Bill made his way towards the room’s entrance, wanting to position himself between him and the doorway, ensuring that any escape routes were blocked the moment he entered the room.

“Bill, say something already!” Ferdie stepped into the chamber, the dragon’s tail sinking down behind the human and in front of the door.

“What do you want me to say, exactly?” Bill smirked. “You want me to complain more about being in this dump?”

Ferdie looked up at the creature, completely gobsmacked at what he was seeing. “What… what the hell are you?!”

“I’m the guy you dragged along on this expedition trip - I suppose it’s understandable that you’d be freaking out at what you’re seeing!”

“You… no, you can’t be Bill! Did you kill him or eat him?”

“No, I AM Bill! Though I’m going to have to work on a new name, how many dragons do you know who are called Bill? Doesn’t really instil fear or respect, does it?”

“There’s no way you can be Bill! Bill was human, not a dragon!”

“You’d be surprised how much things can change in such a short period of time…” He giggled, looking down at the human. “I’m a good example of that!”

“I… I don’t believe any of this…” Ferdie stammered. Bill looked towards the torn remnants of his clothing, gesturing towards them. Sure enough, the clothing looked like it had been exploded and outgrown, rather than being torn off or damaged in a struggle, so maybe he was telling the truth.

“Believe me, this is real… and there’s a strong chance that you might be joining me~”

“Joining you?” He looked up at the Malzeno. “If you really are Bill, we should be looking for a way to turn you back to normal!”

“Now why would I want to go back to being a normal, boring human?” He stepped closer, gripping the necklace in his claws. “The best thing that could have happened to me was putting on that pendant, and I’m sure you’ll agree with me sooner than later!” He grinned, quickly slipping it around Ferdie’s neck, clamping it shut.

“Hey, what are you doing?!”

“Just relax, I’m sure you’ll start enjoying it all before too long!”

“Enjoy wh-ggghh!” He tensed up, the necklace digging into Ferdie’s neck as it had done with Bill beforehand, drawing blood. A strange, tingly sensation followed soon after, running through every inch of his body. Bill watched eagerly, thick, yellow scales growing in patches across Ferdie’s hands and wrists.

“Just trust me on this, I was apprehensive at first, but it soon grew on me much like everything else did!” The Malzeno kept watching, Ferdie’s hands stretching and growing, his middle digits fusing whilst the thumb shrank away, giant claws growing out through the tips of his remaining fingers. The palms of his hands became rougher, thick pads puffing outwards.

“How… how is this happening?” Ferdie asked, looking dumbfoundedly at his hands, now paws. A large, jagged spike jutted out from the sides of his feet, bristly fur sprouting from his wrists to his elbows. Blueish-green scales worked their way up his arms from the elbow upwards, short, sharp yellow spikes emerging in random places around his arms and shoulders.

“I was confused at first, but it’s simply the pendant working its magic - it just needed a little bit of blood to work!” Bill told him, seeing Ferdie’s clothes getting tighter due to his body beginning to grow larger. His muscles were swelling in size, abs and pectorals rippling, chest heaving in and out with each breath he took as it restructured, barrelling forwards.

“Ghhh… it hurts…” He winced, his shirt straining tighter still. He was having a harder time keeping himself upright thanks in part to his massive paws and giant chest, the additional weight causing him to fall down to the ground with a loud thump, almost instinctively arching his back in the process, spine clicking and popping as it stretched longer, broader, pressing against his back, causing it to become wider and more heavily muscled.

“That’s because you’re still trying to resist it!” The dragon spoke, the pendant digging tight into the human’s swelling neck. “Once you stop resisting, you’ll see just how pleasant it can be!”

Ferdie tried to push himself back up, but he found himself unable to do so, his lower body not yet able to support his changed upper half. The scales continued to grow, covering every inch of his torso, thicker, armoured scales working to cover his back, which was arming itself with sturdy spike-like spines, the yellow colour matching the scales on his hands. A sigh of relief left his mouth as his shirt finally tore open, his hugely muscled torso now unrestrained, streaks of white-gold hair running down his spine in rows, divided only by the spiky scales.

Bill watched on with sinister glee - even if he was still trying to resist the changes, they were soon going to hit an area that would virtually ensure that any continued resistance would be broken without issue. “I’m surprised you’re not happy already with how this has turned out, I mean, you certainly look a hell of a lot more stronger than you did moments ago!”

“Ghh… hrgghh…” Ferdie moaned, feeling his tailbone pressing against the seat of his pants. He could feel the scales creeping over his legs, working their way around his inner thighs.

“Not to mention you’re going to be bigger too… in all senses of the word~” He winked as a violent rush of pleasure hit Ferdie like a ton of bricks, his cock instantly standing to attention, tenting the fabric of his shorts.

“Hhrraahhhh!” He moaned, a blush filling his cheeks as his shorts strained against his swelling lower body. His tailbone continued to grow outwards, becoming wider as it did so, the new appendage a mix of heavy armoured scales and fine fur, neatly divided evenly. The sides of his new tail gained dangerous spiny spikes up and down the entire length of it, a pair of vicious, claw-like spikes growing from the very tip. His fur seemed to crackle, as if an electric current was running through it.

“So many spikes, you could put someone’s eye out with that tail if you’re not careful!” Bill continued to tease him, starting to move behind the changing man. Ferdie’s tail was curved to the side, his rump on full display as the dragon moved in closer.

“Rgghh… This… feels…” He growled, his dick aching, his shorts shredding against his thigh muscles, his erection straining the fabric further. He could feel his toes curling, the solid, plated scales enveloping his feet, which in turn exploded out of his sandals. The middle toes fused whilst the big toe shrank slightly, moving nearer to the inside of his stretching feet, deadly talon-like claws growing out past his nails. Both feet stomped against the ground, the soles puffing out to become rough pads.

“Good, right?” Bill whispered into Ferdie’s ear, running his claws slowly against the man’s bulge. A growl of twisted pleasure left his mouth as his shaft throbbed wilder under his touch, his shorts unable to keep it contained any longer. With one final tear, his dick sprang forwards, his spear overtaken by a deep, fiery red coloration. Pre dribbled down its length, a series of spiny ridges forming along the underside, the head being moulded into a spiky, barbed point, the base inflating out into a vaguely canine-looking knot. Ferdie was just about to answer when a euphoric wave of pleasure rushed through him, brought on by his growing dick suddenly splitting down the middle, separating into a pair of jagged cocks, a scaly sheath having formed around both of them, also housing his balls that had retreated into his armoured form.

“RRRRHHH!” He hissed through gritted teeth, looking up at the dragon. “Are you just gonna sit there watching this happen, or are you going to take advantage of the situation?” He asked in a tone that was not quite fitting of who he was, almost demanding Bill to act.

“Heh, now I wouldn’t push your luck too far…” Bill placed his hands on Ferdie’s shoulders, pinning him down to the floor. “But if you’re really aching for a good fuck, I’m sure I can deliver on that!” He giggled, sliding one of his great cocks deep into Ferdie’s ass, the other dick sliding in between his legs.

“GRGGHHHH!!” Ferdie almost literally howled as he felt Bill plunge into him, his neck rippling as it grew broader and thicker, better matching the monstrous build he was now sporting. At the same time, the necklace that had been digging into his skin was vanishing beneath the scales that were working their way up his head, his hair falling away in clumps around him.

“NOW you’re getting into the spirit of things!” Bill laughed, his thrusting slowly picking up speed. His ears stretched, growing pointed whilst sharp spikes grew around the sides of his head, becoming more numerous as his jaws pushed outwards, elongating into a muzzle with a mix of wolven and draconic qualities, teeth shifting into vicious, powerful fangs. His nose merged into his now-pointed upper jaw, the scaly flesh darkening, nostrils flaring wide. A pair of long spikes jutted outwards from the base of his chin, whilst a set of horns erupted from atop his head, curving forwards. His changes ended with his eyes moving towards the sides of his head, the sclera turning a greenish-blue whilst the irises turned a pale yellow, pupils pulling into thin slits.

“Grrgghh! I… I’m… already so close…!” Ferdie clawed at the ground, bucking against the dominant dragon. His cocks were leaking like a faucet, trails of pre dripping down his rods and pooling on the floor, mixing together with the pre dribbling down Bill’s free spear. Without much further provocation, the human-turned Zinogre threw his head back, letting loose a low, bestial roar as he came, cocks splattering cum across the stone floor. The Malzeno lasted a little bit longer before he too reached orgasm, roaring at the top of his lungs as he too came, filling the monstrous wolf with his white-hot seed, the free dick firing off beneath them.

“GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!”

The Zinogre slumped forwards, breathing heavily as he stopped cumming, the Malzeno growling in bliss as he rested on the beast’s back. “Mrgghh… Damn, that was good… if I had known about these beforehand, I would have dragged your ass here sooner!”

“You say that like you were the one who found those pendants!” Bill pointed out, getting back to all fours, pulling away from Ferdie. “If I hadn’t found them, I’d still be wanting to go home, wanting to have had nothing to do with that damn expedition you dragged me on!”

“Heh, well let’s be thankful that the human you were was such an introvert who wanted to get away then!” Ferdie grinned, stretching himself as he sat upwards. “Makes me wonder if there’s anyone else like you who we can find who might need a push into a much better life?”

“Hrm… that would depend on if we can do anything to cause other people to change. After all, we both transformed from putting on those necklaces, and I don’t think there’s any others like that around here.”

“True… unless this place also has a treasury room somewhere - there may be more things that we can use to create a monster army!”

“A monster army, you say?” Bill chuckled. “I do believe you’d be perfect for sorting out potential recruits and weeding out the useless ones~”

“I should hope for their sakes that they aren’t totally useless, we still might need some humans for basic tasks!” Ferdie cackled in a dark tone of voice.

“Like fixing up this old castle… I think the two of us should start looking about, see what we can find!” Bill stood up, walking towards the doorway.

“And the sooner we can find some stuff, the better!” Ferdie followed alongside him, the two monsters making their way out of the ceremonial chamber, eager to see if they could find more trinkets and jewellery that could boost their numbers.