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There I was, lying on my stomach on my bed, looking at some pictures i’d taken earlier, my blanket beneath me. They’re okay, taken from a bit too far away though, can’t quite get any good details on the butterflies, though the contrast between them and the flowers still shows up pretty decently.

Of course I didn’t expect a great weight to come down upon my back, pushing the breath out of me and the shock making me drop my phone to the floor with a loud clattering noise. “Hngk-”

A thick deep growl was let loose just behind my head, and my senses are overcome with swirling sparkling black smoke and the bracing scent of cinnamon, with a slight tinge of bittery sourness at the end. It is followed by a voice as deep as the ocean and as thick as gravel “Hhhhold still, and I’ll let you enjoy this”

I heard the ripping of fabric and felt a hot gust of air on my ass, the heat of whatever has forced itself atop me ever present and in stark contrast with the relative cold from mere moments before.

Turning my head from side to side I could see little, the only light coming from the phone on the floor, its screen facing the floor(but having apparently landed on top of something), barely letting out any light at all. Stretching my head as far as I can to the right I can see what looks like an extremely thick leg, covered in what I guessed were scales, the lack of light keeping me from being certain one way or the other. What I could be certain of, however, was the glint of large, serrated claws, sawing into the mattress as surely as it could my flesh, making me ever so aware of the matching set pressed between my shoulder blades, five litte pricks of pain and worry.

A great weight lowered itself, from the crack of my ass up more than half the length of my back, coated in a thick liquid, burning into my skin like the Greek Fire of legend, a burning pheremonal scent filing the air, all but replacing the burning bracing cinnamon-y scent, and despite myself my dick presses into the scraps of underwear beneath me, my mind filling with a subtle simmering heat of lust, one I did not yet understand.

A long thick tongue came from behind my head, licking agaisnt the side of my face, leaving behind more of that bitter cinnamon scent, a liquid heat like that of the steam coming from a pot of boiling water, left to sit on my skin, leaving it somehow stiffer than it was before. “Let’s get started, then” the deep voice above me growled

The massive spire of roiling hot flesh crawled its way down my back, leaving a slimy trail of molten juices on its way, before that pointed ridged tip found its way between my ass cheeks, pushing itself forward slowly against the resistance of the little-used hole

Pressure and heat, a constant weight and pressure at my asshole as that beastly, monstrous cock is pushed harder and harder into me, something i’d once fantasized about, dreamt of, even, but not from some great beast that hadn’t even the decency to tell me its name, or ask me my opinion first.

And with a not so minimal amount of pain the creature managed to wedge the head of its spire into me, and about an inch of said spire follows it in. That thick ungodly liquid and flesh-borne heat filling me, and already squirts and spurts of preseed fling themselves into me, allowing me to feel the pops and fizzles of something squirming its way through that liquid, burrowing into my flesh, finding its way deeper and deeper into me, leading the way for the spire they came from until they find that button of pleasure and lust deep within my cavity “aaaggh~~~!” I let out a moan of unexpected, perhaps even unwanted, pleasure, though even I know not at which point on the scale of willingness I was at this point.

Somehow, from magic or mutagenic nature my insides began to change, getting stretchier, though no less tight, and as his cock got deeper I noticed another change: my prostate stretching and growing, churning more powerfuly and as the very tip of his dick taps against it lightly in one of his exploratory thrusts it sends a mind-blanking flash of pleasure through my mind, enough to keep me unaware of the other changes going on.

Every pulse of blood that went through my throbbing dick brought more change to it, with every pulse it stretched longer and thicker, pressing harder into my mattress, pushing further from my shredded boxers, as even more of that strange squirmy pre is poured into my bowels, going deeper and doing more with every thick spurt that gets shot into me.

I’m shivering and panting as he pulls his cock from my abused hole, little of his seed following its exit. It reaches its arm back, out of my sight. Lifting my hips up it grabbed my new cock and pulled it straight back, only now could I really feel its new ridged and spined form, giving me an idea of what it now looks like, even as I can feel it pulsing and growing in his scaley palm.

“W-what are y-” and with a thrust of its hips “AAAAgghhhh~~~!!!” the dick that a few moments ago could hardly fit its tip in my asshole is speared deep into my cockflesh, the thick ridges pushing through my flesh, inch after inch pushing into me until the knot at the base of his cock slams into the tip of my changed dick, unable to fit in the unnaturaly stretchy organ as the creature unleashes an echoing roar, the room filling with its unnatural smoke as my balls were filled with burst after burst of unholy seed, the squirming and bursting nature tickling at the inside of my balls as i’m quickly forced into a dry orgasm of my own, my asshole(and dick-hole) clenching tightly as my nuts are inflated with foreign seed, the changes going on through out me continuing on rapidly.

The bones in my feet and legs popped and cracked and sizzled outwards, stretching and elongating, breaking and healing, reforming. I felt the tear and rip, the shedding of blood as claws tear themselves out of my altered toes, my skin pulling and ripping and tearing as my thighs get wider, soft skin and fat being replaced with scales and muscles, yet my thighs are still thicker and wider than they had ever previously been, filled with great strength that is quickly drained from the exhaustion of being fucked so brutally.

Higher up, just beneath my stomach I felt a heat hotter than any other i’d gone through thus far, like roiling magma from the pits of hell or center of the earth was broiling my guts from the inside, centered just beneath my stomach, as my organs shift and move, filled with unnatural heat as new ones are made and old ones are shifted, changed, or outright lost, melting away in one place, rupturing and regrowing in a different shape somewhere else, the spike of grinding pain able to tear through the thick fog of unnatural lust, though not enough to completely remove that eternal, emotional parasite from my flesh and mind.

With a wet, squelching ripping sound more sensitive flesh is able to feel the hot (yet cool in comparison to the current state of my internals) air of the room, and I felt the thick liquid pour out of the new orifice and over my bloated scaley testicles, at the time I feared it was blood, rather than what it truly was: the emisions of my newly formed pussy.

The draconic creature above me spent ony a few minutes spurting its seed down my cock and through my system, filling my nuts with his seed, leaving them less and less human by the second, before finally, oh-so-slowly pulling his dick out, ridge by ridge, until almost-flaring tip of his dick pops free of my urethra, followed by a small trickle of sperm (most definitely his) before my altered dick-hole tightened back up, but it wasn’t interested in that particular target anymore, instead taking aim at the newer, wetter cavity, built cell-by-cell for its own pleasure, to be filled to the brim with its cock juice, and filled beyond that with its spawn.

The heat filling my new uterus is intense, beyond anything i’ve ever felt before, like two small suns beneath my stomach, connected together by a furnace, fanning the flames as i’m filled with an unnatural, ungodly need to be fucked and filled, anything to put the fire out, to get the ache and pain away, to keep this heat from melting through my body and my mind.

The first prodding touch of its’ spire of virility pushes its point right against my newly formed clit, spreading forth a new cloud of smothering, arousing smokey fog throughout my nervous system.

It is nothing if not impatient, and quickly started thrusting its meaty rod into my newly formed gash, spreading its thick pre and seed all over my crotch in its impatience, as the scales climb ever high up my flesh, tightening up my ass as the wave of change climbs up it, slowly encumpasing my widening hips.

A horrid pressure fills my back, and I could almost *feel* it pulling and growing, longer and longer as new bones grow, the pop pop pop and crack crack crack as spine and accompanying collumn grow, rubbing into the underside of the creature above me, making excrutiating pain as raw newborn nerves ram into a stomach of solid, rippling musces and adamantine scales.

Eventually it does catch its mark, sinking inch after thick, ridged, inch into the tight leaky chasm, forcing it to stretch thinly outwards to encumpass the mass of cock, its tip stabbing into me, spreading my flesh like moses parted the red sea, quickly and abruptly, stabbing into my newly formed cervix before receding just as quickly as it had stabbed forward, just to repeat the process, jabbing his pointed spear into my flesh, again and again and again.

While his tip stabs into my cervix like a combination of spear and crowbar, his knot bashes into my lips, forcing them wider and wider with every thrust before finally the knot gets past them, flaring out wider and wider until there’s no way it could be removed, the pressure stimulating my clit from a completely different direrection than is exepcted, his pointed tip pushing past my cervix and into my roiling hot uterus as it flares wide, sealing the entrance behind itself and unleashing long spurt after spurt of wiggling writhing seed, filing my uterus, claiming it and my oviducts, the pressure and weight its filled with giving it definition I can feel for but a moment.

My stomach, which had been receding as fat and skin were replaced with muscle and scale respectively, is now pushed outwards, a paunch made of pulsating jizz deep within my newly formed womb, pulse after pulse after pulse after pulse, over and over again, leaving me stretched and full.

The pin-prickling sensation of my skin chafing off of my body, my flesh roiling and boiling as it twists and warps into an inhuman form moves ever upwards.

I felt a stretching, ripping sensation just beneath my shoulder blades as new bones formed, pulling and tearing through my still human skin until finally forcing their way outwards in a shower of warm blood, spattering against the stomach of my uncaring lover, and across the walls of my room.

A sort of tickling,thrumming sensation pulsed across these newborn bones, as more sensitive membranes formed slowly into what I’d later learn were wings, draconic scales growing over where muscle and blood were made visible from their bloody birth.

The shifting of flesh and bone never seemed to stop, for as soon as the wings were finished forming their talloned tips my shoulders cracked apart and my arms were dislodged, nerves feeling the pain of shattered molten bone and shredded tendons and sending it directly to my over-worked brain. The bones twisted and changed, my elbows turning into knees, rearranged and twisted into a new shape and position.

I actually got to watch as my hands twisted and elongated, getting wider and logner and thicker, as scales formed over the skin and claws tore through flesh, sending my fingern ails popping off like flipped coins through the air. My thumbs didn’t grow as long as the other fingers, and for a moment I worried they may even start to shrink away, but thankfully they didn’t.

I didn’t actually notice it when my neck began to thicken out, not until my jaw bone and skull cracked open, twisting painfully in molten form as they grew into completely new shapes, a flash of frozen lightning searing into my mind, a pain beyond what human brains were built to endure, enough to put any man into shock and a quick death, on that I was forced to endure, and somehow even remain concious throughout.

I let out a scream of pain, and my teeth popped out of the gums like champagne corks, flying across the room.

The creature, still atop my bloody back pulled its massive fleshy cock from its current holster, pulling its knot painfully from the over stretched slit and raised its tip back to its original conquest. “Pre probably was enough to breed this hole earlier, but i’m going to be certain. I don’t want my new slut to have any holes without a clutch in them” and that’s when I realized fully what my subconscious had already been telling me: anything this brutish creature came in would inevitable be filled with his damned spawn.

He thrusted forward, battering that massive knot into my asshole as his ridges ground against my overgrown prostate, wringing whines and moans from my mouth and spurts of mixed seed from my cock.

I licked my lips and felt, and saw, as my tongue grew longer, thinner, and more pointed in shape, but couldn’t properly process it, toom uch of my limited brain power devoted to processing pain, or the pleasure barbarically forced into my quivering asshole.

With how sensitive i’ve become back there it didn’t take long for his massive cock to push me into an orgasm, seed flinging my my cock against my stomach, and my hoe tightening down on his spire of flesh, pushing him to his own orgasm deep within me, shifting my bowels as he knots me once more.

~IT doesn’t stop there, pryingo pen my jaw, aching from the bones recent growth. The teeth coming in sharper, and longer, and stronger. But i’m far too tired to put them to use.

That massive spire of ridged fesh, covered in various human and draconic juices, dripping seed and cum and sweat, dripping those pheremones diretly into my sinuses, as he rubs the bulge of his un-engorged knot, forcing me to scent his viriity, the heat he fucked into and hten out of me, the sweat from my old skin. “Hhhhgh~”

“That’s right, slut. Soak your brain in that scent, thats your future”.

He slides his wedged pointed tip over my tongue, and I swear I let out a thick throaty purr rom the depths of my chest as I got my first taste. THick, and creamy, spicy as a ghost pepper and as sweet as honey, with a thick aftertaste like cinnamon. If I knew words to describe it more accuratey to you I would, but even this is a mere shadow of the glory of how that seed and sweat and feminine slime tasted on that lurid cock.

He rubbed that slimey cock of his into my tongue, really embedding that taste into my taste buds for a few minutes, engraining that flavor into my mind to the point I could never realistically forget it. But he wasn’t interested in breeding my throat. Just a few things in it.

One of those slits that had previously let out flame and brimstone were nudged by the tip of his dick and he slowed down. “Hmm. I’d never thought of knocking up those before…” and he let out a truly vicious chuckle

He pushes that spear point forwards into the tight slit of my right firegland, pushing and pushing against the orifice not meant for anything to enter it. It hurt, prying open that virginal organ and then thrusting through to the back of it, flame leaking out around his cock and down my stretched and brutalized throat, smoking on the pre leaking into it. This goes on for a few minutes, quick brutal (but blessedly short) thrusts into the gland, fucking it and leaking pre into it, leaving it aching and hurting before he pulls his fat engorged tip from it to move over and psear even more brutally into the other one, and the cycle continues as I choke on smoke and dick.

Everything comes to an end, but thankfully his endurance went before my conciousness. He unleashed thick gout after thick gout of thick sperm laden jizz into one gland, then ripped his dick out of it to quickly thrust into the other, bloating each of them with only god knows how much cum, before mercifully pulling his dick out of my throat and letting out a few spurts of cum into my eyes and face, almost drowning my nostrils in cum and I choke and splutter on a mix of sperm and smoke, letting out hacking painful coughs of the thick blackened smoke.

He grabs me roughly by the long horns i’d sprouted earlier, and with a tug that feels concussion-worthy pulled my head so that my neck is at an odd angle, stretched and pulled painfully and held in place as his dick presses against oneo f the holes that marks my new aural passages “I’ve never tried this before, but a hole is a hole, and I like my sluts dumb. Either this’ll make you the dumbest slut in my harem, or i’ll fuck you rightp ast stupid into dead. A dead slut is better than an uppity one.”

I thrash and struggle against the massive brutes grip but. I’m so exhausted and. I just didn’t have the energy to fight shortly after this messy situation started, let alone after only god knows how long and how many loads have been buried deep inside of me.

I was simply too exhausted to resist as he pushed the first thick ridge of his cock through my ear. I expected pain. Horrible searing pain. But at this point the only pain I could feel is exhaustion, settling deep in my flesh and deeper into my very bones, a tiredness I may never truly recover from.

That same fog of lust encumpasses my mind, getting thicker the deeper that monstrous dick gets into me, and with a quick thrust of his hips it all goes into a white-pink haze. Getting deeper and deeper and deeper, thicker and thicker, until my mind simply couldn’t handle it any longer, and fades into unconciousness, a sleep I couldn’t know if I would ever awaken from.

Of course I did, though. I wouldn’t be able to tell you about it if I hadn’t. Hours later, couldn’t tell how many. Coughing up cum, with more leaking from my ears, from my nostrils and from deep within my throat. Sore and aching all over, a deep throbbing pain in every muscle of my new body. Every single orifice abused brutaly, without an ounce of compassion or caution. I could even feel cum leaking from behind my eyes, like even my tear ducts had been bred full of draconic seed, though that was likely just one of many effects of having my brain filled to the brim with cum.

You asked me why i’m doing this, what I have to gain? Well i’ve told you the beginning of this story, and i’d appreciate it if you gave me those directions, now.

ALthough…. You look almost as worked up as I am after that story. Maybe we should work that off, and worry about “business” later