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Jake took a deep breath, jingling the Loonies and pens in his pockets as he waited for his elevator to arrive. The young lawyer was used to living out of hotels given the itinerant nature of his occupation. Lewis Grant Harper, his firm, specialized in the legal esoterica of international trade. Whenever a matter delicate enough to require a personal touch came up, he or someone junior like him was sent on the very next jet to the corporate client in question. As unusual as it felt, he was starting to develop a... palate for airports, hotels and aircraft. And what he felt then, in the middle of Abbortsford, Canada, of all places, was that he was in a really weird hotel.

The deluxe accommodations were very nice, especially since the client had booked them at very deep discounts owing to an ownership stake in the hotel. But Jake wondered why such a large and modern hotel was even built for such a small city. And he'd never been in a Marriott that had so many framed pictures of lizards, crocodiles and snakes, not such a preponderance of potted plants. The staff were unnervingly eager to help. But it was only the moment he entered the elevator that Jake realized something was deeply, terribly wrong.

He could smell kobold!

Alice smiled at him, and with a grin all-too broad Jake smiled back.

“Something wrong?" She queried, reading his expression instantly.

Jake's smile warped into a ghoulish, crooked mask. She frowned at him, and he felt himself wither under her stare.

Alice Longstreet was three month's his junior in the firm, but Jake felt a sharp sense of inferiority around his younger partner. What the short, freckled, blonde-haired attorney lacked in social graces and personal experience, she more than compensated for with her razor intellect. She could elucidate on the most minute details of established precedent for minutes on-end while maintaining that eagle-stare. But when her laser-like eyes turned to him, he knew that she was trying to...

“You like the perfume?" Alice said, her smile flashing into a grin for a moment so short Jake wasn't sure he'd seen it. “It was in the room service basket! What fan-tastic schwag this place has!"

“Yeah! It's great!" Jake blurted. Down below, he felt warmth and tightness start to radiate through his crotch as the smell of her pungent perfume flooded his nose. Was she *hitting* on him!? Alice had never shown interest in him before, had she? Well, not in the office, but she had been a lot warmer and bubbly during their flight to Canada than he'd ever seen her. Did she *like* him!? Did he even like her? Did she have any idea that her perfume was...

Alice frowned. She studied his face like a map.

Internally Jake cursed. But there was no way on God's green Earth he could tell Alice why her perfume had sent him into a five-alarm state of panic. Which is to say...

Alice Longstreet, though she knew it not, was wearing 'perfume' that smelled exactly, precisely, one-hundred-percent like fresh, warm, musky kobold-butt.

Jake knew the smell and taste of it oh-so very well, having spent one bizarre night as a stud for three horny male kobolds. The aroma was intoxicating; just like the smell of a small scaly male's ripe butt. Warm, tender, tight, tail-hole...

Jake banished the thought. He didn't have the slightest clue how to break it to his colleague that the 'bank client' they were supposed to be meeting with was actually a coterie of diminutive, scaly sex-perverts who were likely played a jackass prank on them! Of all the times to be paired with an attractive, single female co-worker! Not that things could have gone very far, given fraternization policies and the problematic fact his junk looked like it belonged to a komodo dragon...

“Oh my god- you didn't send that perfume to me!? It was in my room with a note in *your* handwriting!" Alice's eyes lit up.

*Ding!* the elevator made an odd beep at that opportune moment.

Jake looked at the lit-up buttons on the control panel, and noticed with fast-rising alarm that their elevator had descended *below* the lobby. Descended, in fact, right off the posted map and into SB 2... 3... 4... unlisted sub-floors?

Alice stared at the controls for several seconds, and then turned to Jake, her eyes as wide and bright as a pair of silver dollars. “What's going on here!?"

“I don't know!" Jake said, unable to keep his voice from cracking slightly.

“What *exactly* do you know then!?"

“Christ, I don't know how to even start. I can't even-"

*DONG!* The elevator's chime was a low, ringing and ominous gong.

Alice and Jake looked at each other and then towards the doors as they opened. Blinding light hit their eyes as the twin doors slid apart, forcing them to blink and squint.

When they could see again, they saw that they were standing before a huge underground cavern. A long Persian carpet ran the length of the cavern towards an open doorway on the other side, lit from high overhead by bright floodlights. On the carpet, and in the darkness surrounding it, were kobolds. Dozens of kobolds! His eyes were drawn, in particular, to the small number of black-scaled kobolds wearing adorably kobold-sized body armor and carrying small, nasty looking guns.

“Kobolds!?!" Alice exclaimed.

Jake could scarcely keep the shock from his voice. “You know what kobolds are-!?"

“Heck yes; I used to play Dungeons and Dragons all the time in high school!" she said. “But what in the ever-loving frick are a bunch of kobolds doing under a hotel in gosh-darned Canada!?!"

“I don't know! Look they ambushed me when I was in Seattle last-"

“AM-BUSHED?" Alice chewed the word like dusty jerky.

“Well, those kobolds weren't armed! They just... like..." Jake's brain locked up trying to figure out a way to explain what they did without saying too much. She looked at him in a way that demanded an answer, *some* answer, and he found himself blurting out words without really thinking “Played a- a prank on me! A little nothing, a spilled drink, a casual meeting! We all laughed about it afterwards and had a merry good time, and went on our way afterwards!"

“I see!" Alice replied, eyebrows arching and wagging furiously even though her face was blank. She drew herself up as high as she could, which was something difficult for a five-foot-six woman to do even assisted as she was by sturdy heels, and began her inquiry. “So IF your only acquaintance with these heavily-armed creatures-of-fantasy was one *casual* encounter, WHAT are they all doing HERE!?" Alice said, punctuating her points with finger-jabs.

“Why, having our meeting, of course!" a voice called.

A number of the scaly dragonkin were approaching the elevator. Of the group of eight scalies, four were the menacing black guardians, two were dressed in magus robes, and the other two dressed in buttoned-up white shirts and ties... without pants. Jake instantly recognized the robed males were the sorcerer Katrat and his apprentice Quizrulp, their interlocutor being the former of the pair. If he hadn't recognized the kobold by sight, he certainly remembered the way the gold-scaled sorcerer smelt.

The diminutive dragonkin's muzzle protruded from under the hood of a black cloak etched with glowing blue-white runes. He removed it as he moved forward to greet them, toeclaws clicking on the stony ground underfoot until he reached the carpet. “It is a little early, I know, but the location you were directed to is an unrelated office owned by a subsidiary. We'll actually be meeting here in the interest of secrecy. Also... give these gentlemen your phones, please."

Two of the armed kobolds slung their guns, stepped forward, and presented both of their open-palmed hands to the humans.

Alice paused and pursed her lips as she withdrew her phone from her purse. She spoke in snaps while handing it over. “You called us, because you wanted to enlist the services of Lewis Grant Harper? **You** all are Fischer, Weber & Schwartz Global Capital?? What in the name of Jesus, Mary and Joseph do a bunch of Canadian kobolds operating a shadow bank need legal services for??"

“Well, it's not necessarily *us*. It's our mast- er, principle shareholder. Though if you *must* know, he *is* a dragon. And yes, I'm afraid *some* stereotypes do hold true; he is completely obsessed with secrecy. This, of course, extends to his asset holdings as well..."

“A... dragon?" Alice repeated, scoffing and as her eyes widened. “We are getting paid in money, right? Not gold?"

“Your firm is based in Chicago, right? I think we'll pay in dollars," Katrat replied, frowning and making a dismissive, waving gesture. “Give the details of your account to my apprentice Quizrulp, or one of his associates-"

Jake looked to the apprentice and saw the violet-scaled kobold was wearing a robe almost as impressive but clearly several sizes too large for him. The two black kobolds were new to him. Their shirts and ties were human-sized and thus very loose-fitting on them, hanging almost to their knees. One of them gnawed on a pen with his sharp teeth as he watched the proceedings, while the other smiled confidently at Jake while fiddling with his tie.

"-There's really no time for full introductions right now. Master Szethraz's time is extremely valuable after all." Katrat said, cutting in. "It really is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Ms. Longstreet! I believe they can start filling you in on the details of our little legal problem while Jake sees to a personal matter with our master." Quizrulp said, flicking his tail up and giving a bow to the humans.

"Personal... ah!" Jake said, his brain catching up with his mouth a little too late. “Uh, nice to see you again, Quizrulp! Your speaking has really improved," Jake said to the kobold, his own voice taking the inopportune moment then to crack.

“Practice, practice! Practice French, practice English, I practice. I still ams working on it, though," the violet kobold said, smiling as he relished the compliment.

"You two seem quite... chummy. Quite!" Alice said, smiling at Quizrulp.

Quizrulp beamed a toothy grin back at her and nodded his muzzle up and down vigorously, while Jake forced his face into a smile and shook his head weakly.

"Now what in TARNATION are y'all pulling on-!" Alice began

"-I don't know! It's not my-" Jake protested.

"-we're in British Columbia!" Quizrulp pipped up.

Katrat swept his hands down. "Now, now! Relax! There will be plenty of time to catch-up later; I promise. Ms. Longstreet, suffice to say we *did* have an encounter of sorts with your colleague some time ago, but I'm sure your imagination is conjuring a happenstance that reality will not do justice to..."

Jake swallowed as quietly as he could. He did not share the dragonkin's opinion on *that* matter. Alice, blessed though she was with a vivid imagination and was far from prudish (her farm stories were always colorful), likely did *not* suspect he had been gangbanged by the loquacious kobold and his minions after being magically enticed into unwittingly kissing their small, scaly asses.

"...what is important," Katrat continued, walking between the humans and looking up at Alice, “is that Jake was proven someone we could rely on. It's not always so easy for our people to find friends, you see? How few people can be truly trusted?" Katrat said. "Jake was in the right place at the right time when we needed him. So naturally, when this particular matter came up we remembered our friend and decided to send our business his way."

'What a load of...' Jake did *not* say. He wondered what the devious dragonkin and his master were *really* planning. On a more professional level, though, he was impressed. Katrat's speech was smooth enough to make Alice visibly relax.

"Anyway! The day is young so let us make good use of it!" Katrat announced, tugging on Jake's shirtsleeve as he did. "Come, come! Let us get your little health matter out of the way while your colleague receives a briefing. You can catch up later."

“Ah, yeah, might as well get that out of the way!" Jake replied, reaching up to scratch the back of his neck. Butterflies rose in his belly as he pondered the possibility of being rid of his pre-double-dick-a-ment, but knowing the sorts of games that kobolds liked to play his hopes were thoroughly tempered.

He turned to see Alice deep in conversation with the tie-wearing kobolds, who flicked through their clipboards to reference this and that as they spoke. Quizrulp and his group of kobolds were leading Alice one way into the warrens, while Katrat and his group led Jake another. Watching her disappear around a shadowed bend, brought a crawling sensation to his belly. Jake dearly hoped that, whatever happened to him, they would at least leave Alice alone.

*******

Down and down, twisting and turning, Jake followed Katrat through the maze of caverns that comprised the dragon's lair. Most of the passages were corridors of rock more than big enough for a person to comfortably walk through, though the lighting was far too dim for his human eyes.

“So... you're going to change my junk back to normal, right?" Jake asked, bluntly breaking the silence between them.

Katrat replied without turning to look at him. “I promise, your penises will be entirely normal and appropriate for your form before the day's end."

“Oh. Good!" Jake said, his voice brightening up considerably. He had been living the last few months in a state of terror over the anatomical mischief the kobolds had inflicted upon him. Being the proud owner of two dicks- and the human couldn't deny a perverted part of him that enjoyed it- was simply *not* worth the permanent kibosh it had placed on his already-dead sex life.

Though... Jake had spent hours at home closely examining his smooth, cylindrical lizard-poles and the depths of his partially-reptilian slit. Masturbating had become a very messy ordeal; his twin members could produce truly impressive loads even though he was pleasuring himself almost every day to keep his heightened arousal in check. At first he had tried to stroke himself one dick at a time, but couldn't reliably seem to keep one orgasm from eliciting a sympathetic response in his other 'pene, often resulting in a frustrating, weak, unsatisfying ejaculation. So he had moved to stroking both his penises at the same time... also frustrating given that Jake's only sexual outlet was internet porn, and what had always been a one-handed job for him now took two. He'd tried beating both of his dicks with one hand, but given their natural 'V' shape, smoothness and slipperiness they could easily slip from his grasp at the pivotal moment...

“Did you let anyone see them?" Katrat asked in a conspiratorial whisper, bringing Jake back from his thoughts.

“Of course not!" Jake blurted. “I've spent the last few months peeing like a girl to hide them! The whole office thinks I have IBS! Holy shit, I mean, god only knows *what* would have happened if anyone would have seen my lizard junk!"

“The illusion magic would have disguised it, of course." Katrat replied, still walking forward.

Jake stopped. “It would have?"

"But you did not let anyone see! You managed to keep your alteration hidden from your closest friends and family-" Katrat continued.

He noticed that he and the kobold sorcerer were alone together, the guards that had accompanied them having slunk off into the shadows at some point. “Well... not that I have many of those." Jake said, feeling a sharp pang of unease. “But yeah, nobody at work saw anything... or either-thing."

“Master Szethraz so values discretion," Katrat said, smiling at Jake. The sharp, pearly teeth inside the kobold's gold-mustard muzzle glimmered in the darkness as high overhead, lights flickered on.

“Indeed I do, young master Katrat..." a slythy, echoing voice spoke from the shadows.

Jake felt his heart race as illumination flooded the cavernous room, revealing that Katrat and he were *not* inside a corridor but rather inside the sprawling lair of the dragon. It was the size of a small basketball stadium, the closest sort of space Jake's mind to compare it to. Not fifty feet from them, lazing on an elevated platform directly in the middle of the massive chamber, was the dragon. Cloaked in scales dark as night and as big as a small passenger jet, the creature was a *presence* the likes of which Jake had never before felt.

“Allow me to introduce the master of the lair, his shadowed majesty Szethraz the Black..." Katrat said, bowing low.

“Thank you, Katrat; that's very good," a deep, bubbling, raspy voice came from Szethraz.

Jake felt hot sweat rise through his skin as he took in the sight of the massive reptile before him. He had known, on an intellectual level, that he was going to be meeting with a dragon. But now, faced with the mythical beast in the the very scales, his lizard brain was screaming at him to run from the super-apex predator gazing thoughtfully upon him. He stared back at Szethraz and tried to muster some sort of greeting or acknowledgment, but his mind was blank and his mouth was cotton-dry. Sweat poured down his clammy, crawling skin as he froze in fear. All he could do was stare at the deadly creature and try not to imagine it pouncing forward and snatching him like an eagle might seize a rat...

Forty feet of mythical reptile was curled up atop a waterbed that looked like it was made from a converted hovercraft, his amber eyes aglow with glare from the silent screens surrounding him. A steel frame supporting four massive flatscreens was set up in mid-air in front of the dragon's throne, hung from a pair of odd floating crystal lanterns. A tangle of mundane cables ran from the floating monitors and into the sheer rock of the lair's walls. Each screen was sub-divided into eight separate pictures, surrounding Szethraz in a discordant, ever-changing tapestry of artificial light. Occasionally, whole sections of the partial-panopticon would flush to similar hues as waves of commercial breaks cascaded through them.

Szethraz's midnight-black scales were so dark they seemed to drink in the pale artificial light that shone on his long, four-legged, bat-winged body. Their darkness and smoothness made Jake think of solidified motor oil, the impression of which was strengthened by the subtle way iridescence played across their surface when caught by light at certain angles. The patterns shifted still further as the supine, serpentine dragon scrunched himself forward on his waterbed, bringing his muzzle down and into the light. Jake felt himself wither under the dragon's smirking glare, as his eyes accidentally met- and fixed- on the wyrm's serpentine amber eyes.

“Ah! 'Tis wonderful to have the singular pleasure of addressing you in person, young master!" Szethraz began. The dragon's voice was strong, and yet so sibilant it seemed as though the great reptile was straining to produce each syllable. When the wyrm emphasized a part of his speech, his rasp whipped into a smooth, hissing, almost melodious tone.

“Young master?" Jake muttered, perplexed.

“He calls everyone that," Katrat whispered to him.

Jake swore he saw Szethraz's eyes narrow a millimeter with annoyance at his servant's aside. “Unlike my glitter-scaled cousins, you'll find that most black dragons such as myself spurn such supercilious practices as self-applied honorifics. I wish to offer a proposition of mutual aid to you, my young human acquaintance! Naturally, I find myself in a position of leadership when it comes to the direction of mutual affairs, but you will find this is entirely due to the revealed superiority of my counsel over time. We are all the masters of our own fate. But it is simply fact that when thy fate entwines with that of a dragon, well..."

“That is, uh... very interesting!" Jake replied, not quite sure what exactly the dragon was hinting at."But surely you can understand my confusion! After all, I'm a lawyer! There are a lot of us!" Jake protested. “What exactly do you want from me?"

“Why... to join the team, of course," Szethraz replied. “Re-negotiating the finer points of trade with perfidious, mercurial Albion, whilst they continue their eternal crusade against comity and good sense. My other lawyers have simply been overwhelmed by the workload. Ah Katrat, letting the humans control the world was a terrible mistake!"

“Aye, master." Katrat replied, shaking his head sadly.

“Join the team..?" Jake repeated. “You mean you already *have* other lawyers?"

"Yes! Do you think TWO could manage MY affairs!? BwahaHak!" Szethraz barked, lolling his head vertically and laughing up at the ceiling of his lair. “I have a warren full of lawyers! Lovely koboldses lawyerses! And I want you two, too~" the black wyrm purred, curling his head towards Jake.

“US *TWO*!?" Jake exclaimed. “Don't tell me Alice is involved in this!?"

“Not at the moment! But she would be a most valuable asset, and I have a feeling she'll be saying 'yes' to my offer..." Szethraz said, beginning to laugh. The dragon's raspy, inhuman laughter echoed through the lair, as the screens surrounding the dragon switched over to a feed from inside his own lair...

Jake watched with unbridled horror as the unseen cameras zoomed in on a lone human woman surrounded by kobolds. Alice! “No... No!!!" he protested.

****

Meanwhile...

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“-and then the profit share from the intellectual property (which is to say the meat of it) goes back to the holding company, on the Isle of Man?" Alice said, turning to the two of kobolds she had been conversing with.

“Yes; that's about it for the finance division. The most complex cases are there, sure, but so you see the situation we're in. The long and the short of it is we have to move our licensing operations to Canada, and, uh, do so with... draconian... adherence to the law." the kobold wearing glasses replied.

His companion nodded, and added, “Then from shadow banking to the shadow magic trade... things get slightly less complicated but more esoteric. Of course we'll need to get you up to speed on Dragon Law and magic law before you can assist there..."

“And the elfses!" Another tie-wearing kobold contributed.

“Well, what you're talking about requires, as you already stated, a basket of bespoke solutions. But I'm certain we can help you with what you need! Do you want me to go back upstairs, call back to the office and get started on contracting?" Alice said. “I don't think I'll have any issue keeping things nice and, uh, discrete."

The silver kobold, who until now had remained silent, rose from his chair and cleared his throat. “Oh, no, no; that will be quite alright. We're actually looking for something more like a... temporary sub-contract. Just for you and your friend. We want you to work closely with our internal Brexit team, until we've parked everything in safe harbors and weathered the storm."

“I see..." Alice muttered, surprised. “I'm... not exactly sure that I can do that."

“Alistar Starscale," the distinguished-looking silver-scaled kobold said, doing a curt bow. Alice found her eyes holding on the kobold's brilliant silvery scales for a short while, agog at seeing a living creature with the same sort of exterior as a her sedan. “I am head of Master Szethraz's legal department, and have been for the last three-plus decades. I can assure you that the opportunity our organization offers for a talented young legal mind like yours is second-to-none. And we can certainly compensate you well for your time!"

The lawyer bit her lower lip. “Lewis Grant Harper is my firm; I'm contracted through them. I can't just sign on to an open-ended project as big as this one without going back through my firm in some way. I mean, as cool as this all is, or as much as y'all are going to offer to pay, I don't see myself signing on to work for a gol-darned *dragon*. I can't put that on a resume, you see!"

“I see. I have to respect your loyalty," the silver kobold said, raising an open hand to her and exchanging glancing looks with his fellow kobolds. “Well, none-the-less we feel that as you are an exceptionally capable individual with respect to this extremely important-important area of our master's concern. If at all possible..."

Alistar was interrupted by Quizrulp, who slid his chair next to the older kobold and whispered into his finned ears. He whispered in a low voice while the tie-wearing lawyer-'bolds strained to hear.

Alice, curious but careful to act with proper probity towards a prospective client, turned her head from the conversation and looked around. She had to give the kobolds credit for having a nice office. The conference table they sat at was a fine polished oval of solid, smoothly-carved stone. Smooth grooves had been fashioned into the stone in front of each seating to hold paper pads, pens, and their coffee cups. Warm natural lighting and lots of leafy plants covered the long, low ceiling of the conference room. Along one wall were the coffee maker and water cooler, both making low, regular gurgles. Along the other were a phalanx of steel filing cabinets. The kobolds had gone to the trouble of decorating the cavern with wood paneling, abstract watercolors (though not enough of it for her taste) and a collection of antique maps, mostly of continental Western Europe.

She saw a small whiteboard next to the water cooler. Scrawled across it, it large red letters, was the writing '3 DAYS SINCE LAST BREXIT PUN'.

“Ms. Longstreet? Can we, ah, revisit the matter of your employment later? We seem to be at a bit of an impasse as to how to proceed." Alistar said, drawing Alice's attention back to the kobolds.

“In the meantime, I'd like-like offering you a short tour of our home." Quizrulp said.

Alice accepted graciously, and allowed the violet-scaled kobold to lead her to a door at the end of the conference room (which was the first chamber in this particular cavern) and through a sturdy wooden set of double-doors.

Following him, Alice felt her curiosity rising. Quizrulp opened the right of the doors and walked over a small landing down a rough stone ramp that led into a large, dimly-lit cavern. At first, she couldn't make out much in the darkness but slowly her eyes adjusted to the kobold-level lighting...

On either side of the central path, Alice spied small, staircases that led up towards raised rows of offices that surrounded them. The offices on either side of the path were covered in thick walls of semi-transparent stone that hid most of the goings-on within and made the whole office utterly, almost eerily silent. Alice thought she could see the small shadows of kobolds working behind computers at desks.

“Transparent moonstone makes for a most good-good structural and privacy material! Our legal tribe-er, team, love their offices! Most of them were built to personal specification. They're, er, not really human-comfortable-accessible though, so we'll skip the insides." Quizrulp said, directing his hands around the warren of offices.

“All of them are custom offices!? Isn't that kind of expense... expensive?" Alice commented tartly, stopped in her tracks. She was annoyed by the fact that the kobold was obviously trying to tempt her- yet piqued by the sheer grandiosity of the prospect.

The kobold laughed. “Expensive!? Koboldses are natural diggers! We does all our own constructitecture thank you every much!"

“Oh!"

“Ah!" The kobold crowed, raising his muzzle upward and putting his hands on his sides as they continued walking. “Now koboldses manage to impress you! Astonish you! With personal office space!"

“Smell the cavern; smell it real good..." the kobold said, taking a deep snoutful of breath himself.

Alice did. “Yeah?"

“Can you smell that?" the kobold asked, a broad grin dawning on his muzzle.

“No?" Alice said. She took another whiff, but all she could smell was, faintly, her own perfume. Of course, she'd been wearing the scent for long enough that it didn't really register to her much anymore.

“It's fresh cut stone!" the kobold exclaimed. “Many of these offices are new construction for fresh hires, so that wonderful wet cutty rainy earthy smell is all over and it is greeeeeaaaat!"

“Oh?"

The kobold took in another deep breath, fanning air towards his snout with his clawed hands whilst doing so. He held it in, savored it, and then exhaled, a dopey grin on his slackened muzzle. “Ahhhhh... is one of bestest smells in the world."

Alice smiled at him. “And this is your legal library?" she queried, pointing to a long room lined in thinner 'Moonstone' than the rest of the smaller offices. It was populated with bookcases, staircases and couches.

“And this is our legal library!" Quizrulp confirmed, then pointing to a dimly-lit pathway opposite the library. “Bathrooms. Human-accessible should the need arise..."

“Thank-you," Alice replied. They kept walking.

“Photocopier room!" Quizrulp said, skipping past a small, well-occluded room.

The kobold's enthusiasm was strangely endearing, and Alice found herself giggling as the small reptile bounded a bit ahead of her.

“Aaaaand here we are!" Quizrulp exclaimed, practically throwing himself against a flat smooth surface that ended up being the wall of the cave. Next to it was another door, this one made of solid stone nearly eight feet high. Despite the apparent size and weight of the door-slab, it swung open for the small kobold easily and smoothly along it's hinges.

He stepped in. Alice followed.

“Behold! The warrens! Home-home..." Quizrulp said, gesturing about. Unlike the front offices, which could have almost passed for an odd sort of modern design, the kobold's personal quarters were indeed a series of winding warrens with nooks and crannies for dens dug into the rock in half-organized chaos. “Of course, all you lawyers share baths, laundry and dining with the other dens in this warren. We have our own WiFi, but it's not really a problem to use other dens' WiFi as long as you ask for their password and don't abuse the privilege. And, of course, no work over WiFi..."

Quizrulp led them through the entrance of the closest den. The passage narrowed, until they were inside a small cavern packed with kobolds. The middle of the cave was dominated by a huge, claw-rent sofa made from long-suffering pleather. Each wall supported several sets small, wide, triple-bunked beds for the 'bolds, while between them dressers and drawers had been dug right into the rock. Alice couldn't help but notice that further two sets of beds had bunks that looked pristine, as if they had never been occupied.

“This is how we sleep! Usual clan architecture, though you can see a bit of a rush job on those back two!" Quizrulp said.

The kobold beds (as they were) were snug oval chambers dug right into the rock, clearly shaped in such a way that two kobolds could comfortably curl up snout-to-tailtip with two others. Most of the kobolds present were actually sleeping in pairs and trios on top of each other, and dozing deeply and contentedly despite all the activity around them. On the ground in front of one bed, lying snout-down in a pile of pillows were two totally exhausted kobolds, one sleeping peacefully atop the other's back.

But the others...

Alice stood staring at two black kobolds writhing in one bed-nook sucking each other's red cocks, driving their muzzles into each other's smooth, scaly crotches. She watched- unable to tear her eyes away- as they continued to pleasure each other, their slurping and sucking growing messier until the kobolds came. The two scaly males moaned and tensed on their bed as they shared long, gooey, gushing climaxes!

On the bunk just above the cock-suckers, a pair of males were kissing and stroking each others' firm, tapered, glistening shafts. Their entwined tails curled together between their splayed toes as they kissed and licked with long tongues, eyes lidded and muzzles curling into subtle intimate smiles. Another kobold was leaning against the bottom of a bed, making soft, yipping moans, his tail raised into the air as one of his brethren pounded his ass. Alice watched their tails sway and twitch and tense in the strangest fashion as the male 'bolds fucked.

Meanwhile, carrying on nearly nonplussed by the others, other kobolds in the den were folding laundry and reading books. A foursome sat on the couch in the middle of the den playing some sort of video game. *Click-clack-click-clack!*; their claws manipulated the controllers with a strange, sharp sounds. All of them were, however, also naked. And when Alice looked carefully, she could see that the kobolds on the couch playing games were also teasing each other's tapered, glistening erections with their free tails.

It was weird getting a look right at the inside of a totally alien culture. When she had played dungeons and dragons in college, she had certainly never imagined the monsters in the dungeons spending their off-time like *this*! The den reeked of male kobold musk, but she could also smell the fragrance of fresh laundry and, from somewhere distant, popcorn.

Alice had always pictured kobolds as the sinister, savage and clever minions of evil dragons; bold, vainglorious and treacherous ambushers and trapmakers and-and- many other things. A world in which they existed had, somewhere in the back of her mind, always been a possibility. Kobold lawyers? Well, it did make a sort of sense. But a world in which lizard-monsters did laundry, played Mario Kart and sucked dick was very new to Alice.

Moving further into the den and towards Quizrulp as if her guide was a protective shield, Alice felt the weight the of many sets of kobold eyes slowly sliding onto her. Most of the kobolds who had been, in one way or another, 'intimate' with one another were cooling things down. It seemed less a sense of self-consciousness and prudishness on the part of the kobolds, and more the feeling they found *her* more of an interesting curiosity in her own right.

Quizrulp, either oblivious or apathetic, was talking about how they sent and received mail, of all things, as Alice continued to gawk at the sight of the naked, lewd kobolds around the den. She was so beside herself- over and above the already-odd experience of being propositioned for legal services by a *dragon*- that it was only now that she was starting to pick up on an odd thread running through the kobold's meandering conversation: he was still talking like she was going to be joining their firm.

“Hold on a moment, just one second here- I very much appreciate your hospitality and your... tour... but as I said in our meeting I can't join your firm. Was that not clear?" Alice said, as polite as she could.

Quizrulp nodded, but his enthusiasm wavered little. “Of course! Of course! But did you appreciate your complimentary hotel gifts? I'll have you know that both your pillow mint chocolate and your perfume sample were made right here, by us!" the kobold proudly boasted. A kobold stepped up next to him, spreading his arms in a wide fan as if pantomiming a marquee “Artisi-anal!" he said, to the snickering laughs of the other kobolds.

“Artisanal?" Alice corrected. “Here? Where?"

“There!" A kobold on a bed pointed.

Quizrulp skittered towards the back of the den, while Alice reluctantly followed.

A tall, lithe blue kobold was standing in front of a huge, bubbling cauldron, stirring the pot with one hand while using the other to thrust a knotty black dragon dildo into his ass. The blue kobold had a distinctly aquatic appearance to his reptilian form, with finned ears, toes, fingers and tailtip, as well as gills along the side of his aquamarine neck. He yipped and moaned as he worked the dildo into his rump, squeezing the squishy knot with his cheeks it as he did. *SQUIRSH!* Greasy, oozing batter shot from the turkey-baster like dildo up into the kobold's innards, drawing a long, low moan from the lewd kobold. Then, the scaly slut slowly withdrew the dildo from his butt, gently dipped the tip into the gooey, musky batter, and began to refill his toy...

“Ah! Gavak!" Quizrulp yipped, moving towards the lewdly-masturbating blue kobold. “How are you!"

“Oh, well, ahh..." the blue kobold began, the scales along his icy blue muzzle flushing slightly as he looked at the human over his hiked-up tail. Alice did her level best not to meet his eyes. “Master Quizrulp! So... I've been working on the magical musk-perfume potion, like the one that Master Katrat showed me how to make! It took a LOT-LOT of...special ingredient! So many special ingredientses! But of course, everyone was HAPPY to donate!" Gavak boasted.

At that comment, snickers began to roil through the kobolds in the warren.

“Great-great!" Quizrulp yipped, before turning to their guest with a bright smile on his violet-scaled muzzle. “Hey Alice! Come over here! You muuuust smell this!"

Alice was at a total loss. She held her arms tight across her briefcase and clenched her legs tightly together reflexively at the very thought! And to THINK she had sprayed that stuff all over her FACE!!!@! Eons of sexual harassment seminal ran through her thoughts with furious vengeance. What sort of demented creature would possibly *want* to show off their hindquarters and *who* could enjoy it!? Even if the scaly kobolds were considerably cleaner and nicer smelling than any person she had met, the humiliation burned!

Alice was gathering a verbal arsenal to hurl at the kobolds for their unwelcome 'prank'- no wonder Jake had been so reluctant to again see the perverts!!- when she was struck full-force by the intensely pungent reptile musk assaulting her nose. The odor was a thick, cloying, jungle heat that filled her own lizard brain with the strangely arousing aroma of virile, untamed, reptile man-musk.

“Mmmm... like what you smell?" Gavak was bent over on all fours, his tail hiked up high and his scaly butt bared towards her. Quizrulp, who was now naked save for the scales he had hatched with, was holding the bare blue kobold's long, finned tail up with one hand, and using the other to finger and caress the other scaly's tailhole. Alice couldn't help but notice that both male's genital slits were flushed and moist with arousal.

“I like what I smell!" Quizrulp circled one of his short-clawed fingers around his clan-mate's winking, slickened pucker and then slowly pushed it past the pert, leathery portal. Gavak moaned and his erection jumped between his legs as Quizrulp penetrated his pucker, which positively oozed with blue, glowing magical goop. “Ahhh... you recognize that, right?" Quizrulp asked Alice.

“You-you *actually* gave me butt perfume!?" Alice choked. She wanted to strangle the little bastards, but... but the heady, masculine, exotic aroma was making her head swim!

“Well, we wanted you to have a real taste of what working with usss entailsss..." Quizrulp hissed.

“Yes, a taste..." Gavak chimed in, turning his head and grinning at them from behind his upraised tail.

“After all, if you liked wearing that particular fragrance..." Quizrulp began.

“There's plenty more where that came from!" Another kobold exclaimed, from almost right behind Alice. Startled, she turned to see that a group of three horny kobolds were behind her, all of the lithe, short, muscular males naked save for their scales and matching striped ties.

“You... you all can't possibly be serious! You... you... you..." Alice trailed off. She took a long, slow swallow as more kobolds moved in around her, acutely aware of their mostly-naked state. But her eyes were solely drawn, almost hypnotically, to the blue kobold butt in front of her. What was *wrong* with her?? What was so enticing about a male reptile's rear!? Alice felt her mouth dry out as she stared at the kobold's taut, turquoise tush. The scaly's leathery tailstar winked lewdly, showing hints of the pink-tinged flesh inside the kobold's rear. The thick musky heat emanating from the male's oozing tail-hole. So fresh and clean, salty and fishy, savory and virile...

“You know... we kobolds like to work close together. Verrry closely..." Quizrulp growled, exchanging a grin with his apprentice. “If you're going to work for our master, you need to be comfortable with doing kobold things. Like... bonding with your clan-mates... testing out experimental perfumes with them..." he added, rubbing his muzzle lovingly down the length of Gavak's tail. “All you need to do is have a little sample, just a small taste, and you'll see why working with us is the thing to do!"

Alice took a deep breath before she replied. Clearly, they were toying with her! How *dare* the lewd little bastards! But her anger was quickly being subsumed by the hot, heady, intoxicating lust-haze that drenched her senses. “Uh... you know it's uh, usually considered super, like... unprofessional... to go around asking your employees to, uh, lick each other's butts..." she managed, smiling mock-apologetically at Quizrulp. “That perfume stunt was not cool, alright? And if we are working together we are going to need, uh... boundaries..."

The kobolds hissed with laughter. They were close now, crowding around her but not quite touching.

Alice kept still. What was *wrong* with her!? Why did she feel like a glorious but nauseating fireball of lust was building in her gut as she stared at the kobold's glistening, tailed butt? Why did the pert, perky, perfect ass slunk under the lithe male's long, finned blue tail look so appealing, so... appetizing? Gavak's rear was perky, robust, muscular and smooth, the recessed cheeks tiny compared to the thick tail that dominated his backside. His underbelly was a unbroken, smooth expanse of supple scales, the male's genital slit and tail-hole only obvious up close with the kobold's tail raised. Alice licked her lips and then bit them as sexual heat tingled throughout her nethers. Why was kobold butt making her so hot and bothered? She thought the short-statured dragonkin were cute; nothing like the murderous, thieving hench-creatures she remembered from her days playing fantasy games. Alice's taste in men ran more towards lumberjack-types with full beards and ripped, hairy chests than small dragonkin with sweetly-swaying tails... at least it usually did..?

“Mmmm..." Quizrulp moaned to Alice. “He's sooooo horny right now, with all that magic batter sizzling inside him. Mmmh, why would you leave Gavak waiting, Alice?" Quizrulp asked, the kobold lewdly flicking his long tongue at the lawyer.

“He's right... it's like a cold, tingly fire, ahhhh-" Gavak murmured, moaning as Quizrulp again pushed a finger through his pulsating pucker.

“What kind of 'perfume' are you supposed *taste*!?" Alice asked in a breathless, confused huff.

“This kind!" Quizrulp shot back, pulling a finger slick with blue goo from his clan-mate's tail-hole and holding it right up under Alice's nose. “Lick lick lick, 'ave a lick, a lick, a little lick, lickety-split~" Quizrulp sang in a sing-song.

Alice snorted involuntarily and shuddered as the raw scent of the 'special' kobold musk struck her like a donkey kick, even as she twisted her head away from the kobold's outstretched finger. She felt like she was going to gag, and yet the tingling feeling in her sex grew stronger as the scent of fresh musk wafted into her wrinkled nose. The curious, absurd, illogical *need* to *know* what that strange, tantalizing, oh-so-masculine musk *tasted* like, grew in her...

“Erghk, that smells like... like a saddle left out in the sun. Why, why would anyone want to-" Alice moaned, distracted just long enough for Quizrulp to sneak up around her side and shove his slick finger right against her nose. “Ahhh!" Alice cried out, while Quizrulp burst into mischievous laughter, joined fast by the horde of kobolds around them.

“AHHHH! You little BASTARDS!" Alice roared, grabbing hold of the violet-scaled kobold tormenting her in a surge of violent motion that surprised even her. The kobold butt-musk that Quizrulp forced under her nose was making her feel not just hot and horny, but weirdly aggressive! Alice smiled with her teeth as Quizrulp squirmed underneath her superior strength, the average-sized kobold no match physically for the short human woman.

“What is wrong with you!? You... you-! I know you can act with logic and... and sense and reason! What is with these bizarre, sexual pranks!?" Alice begged, shaking the violet kobold' while holding his muzzle level with her eyes.

“I promise to explain everything if you juuuust have a lil' lick riiiiight there..." Quizrulp said, a coy grin on his muzzle as he cocked it towards Gavak's oozy tailhole. A kobold somewhere behind Alice snickered.

Heat poured through the woman's head, triggered mostly by the hissing laughter of a nearby kobold. She felt the strangest, most primal urge to find the small reptile who laughed at her and deck them in the snout for being such a menace! Or punt him like a football! Or, or..! Alice shook her head, trying to repress the weird tingly heat welling up in her sex as stranger notions began to well up inside her mind, fueled by that mystifying tingle.

Alice felt her eyes again fall on the blue kobold's perky rear. She could stop herself from gawking at it, from the kobold's swaying, raised, finned tail to the odd translucent 'perfume' goo that oozed from his taut, quivering tailpucker. She was suddenly aware of just how warm and smooth Quizrulp's scaly body felt against her own... and that the male's 'bold's cock was pressing against the underside of her dress. She dropped Quizrulp, grimacing as she made out a pre-cum stain against the lower part of her pantsuit. “Ah, hell! My dress!" she cursed.

“Don't worry, don't worry!" Quizrulp said, shaking his hands about. He smiled at her. “You look so flustered, so worried, but you really don't need to be concerned in the least!" He started stroking his smooth, tapered, reptilian erection, which bobbed and drooled with swish of his tail. “You passed the interview with flying colors, the clan love-loves you~!"

The kobolds surrounding them burst into a spontaneous display of jumping up and down and cheering for a half-second, before Quizrulp cut them off with a sharp hand-chop motion.

“-all you need to do to land the account is... lick Gavak's ass!"

A burst of cheers and yips roiled the kobolds. Those further away were jumping and scampering closer to the action, huddling on and between their comrades.

“Hey! You little bastards!" Alice shouted. “Get it through your tiny brains! I don't want to lick *anybody's* ass! Never have an' never will! Why in all tarnation' are you kobold's obsessed with getting me to lick butt!? Is this what you all did to poor Jake? My goodness!" Alice muttered, pulling at the hem of her dress. Sweat was starting to bead on her forehead as the heat inside her *simmered*; she felt like her thoughts were slowing down and running together.

“Mmm, come onnnn-" Quizrulp pled, wiggling his long, pointed tongue towards Alice. “Just one little lick and you've sold the account." The kobold licked the air lewdly, and smacked his scaly hands against the blue kobold butt Gavak was still presenting towards Alice.

“What account are you talking about!? You... you're just trying to confuse me! Why do you fuck with people so much!?!" Alice protested, to the snickery laughter of several kobolds around her.

“Because humanses is dumb!" A kobold chirped.

“Because it's fun!" One of them quipped, from the shadows.

“Because lick butt!" Another shouted, to hearty, hissing kobold laughter.

“Because, you- need to land- this- account!" Quizrulp earnestly pled, accentuating his words by smacking his scaly fist into his palm.

“Land your tongue on my... account." Gavak teased, making the other kobolds laugh yet again.

“I don't want your god-damned account! So, hah!" Alice barked, trying to stem the tide of madness that were the chanting kobolds. Her head was swimming with heat; as the kobolds tittered and taunted and giggled, she felt herself start to laugh with them. The sheer absurdity of the situation! What had she done to deserve this!?! Why didn't dragons have a H.R. department? “I'm not doing it!"

“Buuuut you're not walking away, either..." Gavak taunted, his tail dancing to-and-fro oh-so invitingly before her.

Alice swallowed. Oh, it was true! A part of her wondered if the fresh stuff was as good as the bottled. Or better...

“Isn't Jake depending on you to land this account? Isn't your firm?" Quizrulp whispered, having snuck to Alice's other side some time in the last few seconds. Quizrulp stared at her with pleading puppy eyes, and slid his muzzle next to her ear. “Alice, pleeeeease... you just give my clan-mate there a tiny teeny little lick on the tail, so that we know we can trust you with other sensitive things..."

“I'm not gonna lick that ass!" Alice hissed, directing her ire towards Quizrulp.

The kobold was already bounding back over to the prostrate Gavak, jumping over his bent-over blue buddy before planting his hands on the other kobold male's spread cheeks and peering over his raised tail. “Well! How about juuuuust giving the perfume a sniff, up close and personal? Right from the source?" Quizrulp queried, folding his scaly fingers over Gavak's bare butt and again slipping one of his slender digits into the other male's well-lubed tailhole. “You don't have to actually touch anything, unless of course you change your mind and want to, a-yes-yes~" he said in a sing-song.

“UGH! Okay. Wait. Seriously; one... sniff. That would satisfy you?" Alice asked.

“Yeah!"

“Yes!"

“Of course!"

“Sure!"

The kobolds said, grinning oh-so sincerely.

“One nice little buttsniff, of our purest and proudest dank drake dick perfume, and we will allllll be satisfied with you, and cease our bugging-buggery," Quizrulp said, his tail excitedly thwacking against the lair floor as he pledged, one hand over his lean, muscular, scaly chest, and the other stroking his slick, tapered erection.

“Ugh! Fine!" Alice groaned, hardly noticing Quizrulp as her eyes again fell upon Gavak's butt. She knelt down with collapsing legs, hands on the ground for support, a knot of heat starting to clench in her belly as she moved towards the smooth blue butt in front of her. “I can do this..." she said to steel herself, but the longer the stared at Gavak's cute, tailed rear the easier it felt. Faced with the kobold's dark, leathery tailpucker, she could practically feel the *heat* of the translucent blue perfume goo as it slowly drooled from the male dragonkin's butt in long, stringy strands.

Alice tucked her nose against the kobold's tailpucker and took a long, possessive sniff of the raw musky portal. She wasn't ready for what she found; the fresh heat of the butt-musk was so cloying and potent stars splotched across her sight. Alice held a moan in her throat and rested her nose against the kobold's tailstar, but so close to the source of the male's enthralling musk she soon felt the need to do more than merely sniff the enchanting perfume.

Closing her eyes, Alice rubbed her face back and forth along the smooth, warm scales of the blue kobold's pale, toned ass. Hot musk roiled over her face, the fishy male-scent raw and fresh. Prickles of heat ran down her face as she felt the perfume on the kobold's butt melt into her skin. The weird tingling continued to build. Alice tried to pull her head back, but found it braced from behind by a set of clawed fingers that dug into her hair. “Have some more..." Quizrulp whispered next to her ear, gently pressing her face against Gavak's warm, musk-drenched rear.

Some subconscious dam broke in the corner of her mind, and Alice began to enthusiastically lick the kobold's smooth, salty, musky buttcheeks and under-tail. Alice pressed her tongue along the kobold's smooth taint, against the male's hot, squishy, leathery pucker, and then finally deep into the kobold's gooey, muscular hole. Oh, how sweet it was to take the taste, to make that tender butt hers!

“Aah! Mmmmm...." Gavak moaned, bracing himself with his tail and the help of a pair of his kobold kin.

“Mmm, ah, yeah girl..." Quizrulp moaned, releasing his hands from Alice's head and stepping back to watch her work.

“Ghrlmmgh..." Alice moaned, pure heat soaking into her tongue as she pushed it into the kobold's taut tail-hole. The small male's ass was stuffed with the tasty, musky essence of kobold butt perfume. It sizzled on her tongue like liquid fire, seeping into her tastebuds and sending a cascade of sexual heat flooding into her body. Alice's head positively *throbbed* with each tongueful of perfume-musk she licked from the kobold's tight, leathery depths. The salty, oily, sea-spray, sexual musk that poured into her mouth drove her to push her tongue deeper into the kobold's tail-hole, into the places where there was more goo to lick.

“Yeeeeessss...~!" Gavak moaned, his long, finned tail slowly lowering until it was slung over the top of Alice's head. He looked over his side to watch the human woman lick his ass, a lewd grin showing on his muzzle as he took in the erotic sight. The horny kobold's erection twitched furiously as his sensitive rear hole was tongued. Gavak began to stroke himself while pushing his butt back against Alice's face, encouraging her to lick his tender, gooey asshole deeper still.

Alice blinked and took in a deep breath as she felt the kobold grind his ass against her face. A dull throb ran through her sinuses as she wiggled her tongue deeper inside the kobold's tight, tailpassage. The blue 'perfume' goo felt like it was melting onto her tongue, sinking into it in thick waves as she pushed her face firmly against Gavak's seafoam-scaled ass. Alice passionately flexed her tongue inside his clenching, muscular butt, pulling it out with a wet pop only because she needed the fresh air.

Alice gasped for breath, tongue hanging from her mouth and dripping with thick saliva. She licked her dry lips with her swollen tongue, drool running from the corners of her mouth after the long makeout session with the kobold's tight rear. Whatever that translucent 'perfume'-goo was, it's musky, floral taste was so potent it still had Alice seeing spots and stars. “Uhhhnnn... I feel really... weird..." Alice muttered, closing her eyes and trying to focus her thoughts. Her head felt like a bubbling, boiling cauldron full of stew. Kissing kobold butt had made the weird sexual heat in her head grow ten times stronger than it had been, from a simmering warmth into a raging fire. Dull but potent throbs of *need* shook through her pussy in slow waves as her eyes again returned to the kobold butt before her.

Gavak met her eyes from behind his raised rear. “You're doing great; trust meee!" the kobold enthusiastically commented, flicking his tail to and fro with a saucy smile on his muzzle.

“Not quite done..?" Quizrulp asked, again pushing Alice's head forward into the smooth sleek crevice of Gavak's ass. He held her nose right up against the kobold's warm, oily pucker again as she sloooowly took in a long, deep drag of kobold musk, the oily, fishy, musky aroma of fresh, ripe kobold butt soaking even deeper into her nose.

Alice felt raging heat flush through her whole body as she huffed up the apprentice sorcerer's musk. “S-salty..." She moaned, animal lust churning through her belly.

“We're off to a good start human!" Quizrulp “But... don't you want juuuust a little more butt to kiss? Here..." Quizrulp said, gesturing for her hands. Alice gave them to him, and the kobold directed her to put them on Gavak's buttcheeks... which she slowly did.

Quizrulp met her eyes, and gestured to the quivering tail-hole nestled between the sleek, smooth, meaty cheeks of his clan-mate's rear. Without thinking, not really, Alice slowly lowered her face and kissed the kobold's moist musky tail-hole, sucking and licking the sweetly-clenching muscly tailpucker unabashedly. The little muscular ring twitched and tensed delightfully as her tongue forced it open and circled around it. Yes, this kobold's butt was *hers*! And he was going to know it!

“Mmmm, such a good human!" Quizrulp whispered, stroking the back of her head affectionately.

“Yeeeeeeessssssss~!" Gavak hissed joyously, his tapered kobold cock twitching between his legs as the small female human kissed his meaty rump. Alice was dimly aware of the kobold's erection, but somehow it interested her much less than the tight, tasty, tender tail-hole in front of her. The need to kiss it with her tongue was so strong it was like a compulsion, especially since there was more of that tasty, floral-flavored goo left inside the kobold's ass to lick...

Alice pressed her fingers into the smooth-scaled padding of the kobold's buttcheeks, kneading the taut, muscly tush as she kissed and licked and drooled. Her tongue drove deeper and deeper as the kobold's moans turned to breathy, lusty pants, unaware that the blue kobold was stroking his maleness faster and faster with her kisses...

“Yes, yes, yeeeees~!" the aqua-scaled kobold moaned. His muzzle hung open as he rocked his rear into Alice's eager mouth, rapidly stroking his scaly fingers across his tapered koboldhood. “Ahhhhhhh~!" he yowled, his tail-hole tight and sucking around Alice's tongue as he climaxed.

Moaning into the kobold's hot, quivering butthole, Alice felt a few stray shots of hot draconic sperm spray onto the front of her dress as the small scaly had a big orgasm. Gavak seemed to be pulling his ejaculating reptile penis backwards as he kept vigorously stroking the slick rod, intentionally directing the next few jets of kobold cum onto the front of Alice's pantsuit.

The feeling of hot, sticky kobold sperm spraying onto her small beasts from *through* the front of her pantsuit made Alice shiver, pulling her tongue out of Gavak's tasty tail-hole with a wet pop to inspect what the weird warmth was. Seeing the kobold cum dripping down the front of her dress, Alice felt both annoyed... and oddly proud of how hard she had made the finned kobold cum. His legs and tail were shaking from the powerful anal orgasm *she* had given him. Somewhere deep within her sex, Alice felt an odd, quivering pulse of sexual pleasure.

“Very good! I think you'll make a great member of our clan!" Quizrulp said, stroking her head from behind. Alice wasn't quite sure, but she thought she could feel him brushing away her hair with his clawed fingers...

“Oooh, I'd agree. She was suuuch a good butt-kisser; I'll look forward to seeing her around!" Gavak said, walking into the arms of a red kobold wearing a pair of glasses and a blue tie.

“Why... are you talking about me like that? Aren't you going to... explain things?" Alice asked, licking her dry, cracking lips lips as more waves of hot, heady, intoxicating arousal swam over her body. Her tongue slowly throbbed with growth. She absentmindedly wiped a mess of drool and kobold butt musk off her chin with the sleeve of her pantsuit, shivering as she felt the warm kobold cum soaking through the front of it and onto her skin. But her business attire being a total mess did little to concern her, such was the intensity of the strange, sensual heat raging through her body.

“Ahhh... you did a very good job drinking that perfume-potion!" Quizrulp said, a wide smile forming across his toothsome muzzle.

“Mmm, terrific," Gavak said, sighing contentedly. He and the red kobold exchanged a quick kiss, and then the red 'bold abruptly threw himself face-first onto a nearby bed.

“What... what do you mean potion?" Alice asked.

“Kobold sex magic! It is juuust the best!" Quizrulp chirped. “Well... 'side from dragon-sex-magic. It'll help you... lick all the kobold butts you want!" the sorcerous kobold exclaimed.

“Whaa..?" Alice shook her head. She could barely think; she *needed* more... more...

The crimson kobold on the bed scooted himself forward until his legs and tail were dangling off the side, baring the whole front of his naked, smooth, reptilian body at Alice. Alice found herself staring at the kobold, who invitingly flicked his tail up and spread his legs apart, exposing the soft, smooth, pale red scales that covered his backside. “Eee, not to bother you or interrupt or anything but... I'm next in line if you're licking butts!" the kobold yipped, a blush spreading through his already really red muzzle as he wiggled his bare butt towards Alice's face.

Alice scratched her neck, pulling down aggressively on the top of her dress to get more air. Her tongue lolled from her mouth, drool trickling off it as she eyed the lithe red kobold butt presented to her like a present. “You... are youh jush gonna... make me lihk buhts ahll day long..?" Alice slurred, heat roiling her belly and making her sex warm and moist as she contemplated the improbable notion. Her tongue had grown so big it wasn't fitting in her mouth anymore! What was going on!?

“You know, you are dangerously smart. But this isn't the smarty part of the party, comrade," Quizrulp chirped cheerfully. “Here! Look at this butt!" Quizrulp exclaimed, suddenly leaping onto the bed, grabbing hold of his red friend's long, spike-frilled tail and yanking it up into the air.

“Yeeep!" The crimson male yipped, straightening his glasses. “Hey! You-"

Quizrulp, spreading his clan-mate's buttcheeks apart, rubbed his muzzle across the underside of the red male's raised tail, and painted a series of long, deep licks across his under-tail, along his tail-hole, all the way to the other kobold's scaly taint.

“Ahhh-" the red male moaned, stuffing his tie into his toothsome muzzle and biting down on it as his sensitive butt was tenderly licked.

“Mmmm, you talk about tail-licking like it's something weird..." Quizrulp murmured, kissing his clan-mate on his pale red buttcheek before turning back towards Alice. “It's practically how kobolds greet each other! You took the account, so you're joining the clan. And look, now you've got juuust the right tongue for it!"

“Ah fuhk!" Alice exclaimed, feeling a weird pocket of pure heat pool inside her belly as she watched the lewd display before her. But her swollen tongue was the focus of her attention. The hot, salivating organ was growing still bigger, though now it seemed her lips were starting to grow with it. “Ahhh! Wha tha fuhk! Is tha wha tha perfume wah for!?" Alice cursed. Her mouth, jutting forward and growing as it was, wasn't working the way it usually did.

“Of course!" Quizrulp said, matter-of-factly. “You know what our legal team is really missing right now? A drake! We don't have a single capable drake in the whole department. Who's gonna carry all our filing cabinets? The copy machine? You'll be able to fix our person of knell shortage perfectly!"

“Uwaaah?" Alice could feel weird pressure building in her sinuses as she wiggled her giant hot smooth tongue out in front of her face, entranced by just how *big* her tongue had grown! Her mind, though wracked with feverish lust, was now certain something similar had been done to Jake by these infernal kobolds in the past! So many weird little bits of behavior she'd noticed in him these last months began to make sense. And how he'd been smelling *weird* and musky, despite upping his cologne game considerably...

Alice's recollections were cut short by the sparks of intense musky flavor she could taste with her big drooling tongue. Her eyes returned to the prostrate red kobold on the bed before her, his leathery hole clearly visible under his raised tail. Alice snorted as the smell of it wrinkled her cramped-up nose, and somewhat unconsciously licked her tongue in the general direction of the red kobold's butt. To her surprise, she felt like she really could taste the musky warmth emanating from the tie-wearing male's tailhole. The kobold's pungent, ashy musk brought more flushing waves of sexual heat to the young woman, who found herself flexing her tongue towards the taut, taunting tailpucker the dragonkin was flashing at her.

Shivering and snorting loudly as she caught a pungent tongueful of ripe, ready kobold under-tail, Alice watched Quizrulp yank his comrade's sturdy tail up yet again. “Ngh... whah is wrong wit me! Ish he weahing 'perfum' tooh!?" she slurred.

“Ah! No. The effects of that perfumes include changing humanses into bull drakes and giving thems a veeeeeery strong urge to lick kobold butt. I forgot to mention that, didn't I?" the violet kobold said, smirking at her as well as the red 'bold on the bed. “Considering the ingredients? Not a surprise..."

“AHHHHH! YOU FUHKING KOBODS!" Alice roared, while the kobolds surrounding her exploded into peals of laughter. Pulling at the neck of her dress- which felt awfully tight and small on her body- Alice felt frustration and shame and miserable, vindictive anger towards the scandalous reptiles. She couldn't believe how angry she was! But as she shook her fists and scowled at them, the gooey, growling, growing heat in her belly began to sink down into her sex. The fiery lust blossoming inside her loins tempered the desire to start throwing kobolds against the cave walls into the urge to do something else entirely to them...

“Awww... you're not seeing the bright side of things!" Quizrulp chirped, making a mock-sad face in Alice's direction. He began to rub the red kobold butt on display next to him, using his fingers to tease the smooth, spotless expanse of the small scaly's taint and tail-hole.

Alice's eyes tingled and twitched, her vision blurring as the hypnotic spectacle unfolded in front of her. Quizrulp beckoned her with his free hand, while kobolds behind her gently pushed her forward.

“You're not seeing how this is, how you say, a win-win situation," Quizrulp chided, counting by flicking his fingers against the winking pucker of his red comrade. “You get to join our crack legal team, get paid handsomely and lick all the kobold butt you want. Master Szethraz has your legal experts-tease at his beck and call, and us little koboldses have you to kiss alllllll our butts. Doesn't that make everyone happy??"

She had no reply. Kobolds on either side of Alice gently took hold of her hands, and pushed them into the feet of the red male lying ready on the bed. The red kobold had been patiently if eagerly waiting for just such a moment, and gave a breathy, hissing, pleasured sigh when Alice pressed her fingers into his small, scaly toes and entwined them together. The kobold undulated his tail back and forth like a snake as Alice drew her lips closer to his tailpucker...

“Yes..."

Alice slowly licked her thickening, cracking, lengthening lips, her jaw jutting forward as she stared at the hypnotically appealing, amorously appetizing ass before her. Drool dripped from her overgrown tongue in a slimy river as she brought her face closer and closer to the perfectly pert red rump, the smoky musk invisibly drooling from the kobold's tailhole stoking the fires of her inhuman lust.

Sniffing closer and closer to the excited red kobold's butt, Alice felt a tingle run through her nose all the way to the tip of her tailbone as his musk wafted over her. Numb heat poured through her face as she felt it slowly streeeeetch forward, her flesh flowing like spun clay. Though the numbness she could feel the ghostly echoes of snapping and pulling as her muscle and bone were reshaped.

“Rrrraaawaaaaaahhhhhh..?" Alice moaned, shuddering from her toes to her fingertips, which were still fixed fast to feet of the kobold before her. Alice put some of her weight on the kobold's bed as the changes roiled her head. Dizzying blackness and spots danced across her eyesight until she closed her eyes. Alice grit her teeth as her skull creaked and cracked, ringing but painless explosions echoing through her head throughout the experience. She could feel her nose sinking down into the top of her elongating face. Though blinks of sight, she could see that her recessed nose was looking more and more like a snout by the second. As the rest of her face stretched out into a long draconic muzzle, her tongue slurped back into her mouth, past teeth that were growing bigger and sharper to fill her growing maw.

Alice snorted, her sensitive nostrils basting in the rich musk of the small scaly's presented pucker. Pushing herself forward, she pressed her snout right up against the red kobold's moist, leathery tail-hole and took a long, deep drag right from the source of the kobold's musk. Wet crackles spread from her nostrils as she kept sniffing up the natural smoky essence of the dragonkin's ass, spreading scales across Alice's stubby, still-fleshy snout. The scale-on-scale contact was so very strange and sensual; the thick, textured scales of her snout ground deliciously roughly against the smooth, wide, leathery-soft scales coating the lawyer kobold's butt.

“Ahhhhhh... this feels really good!" the red kobold yipped, the tapered head of his cock starting to peek from his scaly male-slit as his ass was intimately nuzzled. “This- ahhhng-" his voice choked off into a stifled moan as he felt Alice plant a wet kiss solidly on his tailpucker with her big, slimy tongue.

“Yeah, mmmm... it is good, isn't it?" a dreamily-smiling Gavak said to the gasping red 'bold.

Quizrulp stepped back to watch the red lawyer 'bold receive his rimming with a broad grin on his muzzle, stroking his throbbing kobold-cock all the while. He chuckled as he watched Alice grab onto the red kobold's buttcheeks and spread them apart so that she could push her huge tongue into the red's tight clenching tailhole. He walked up behind her and brushed strands of hair off her head, watching as scales advanced from her face around the rest of her head and down her throat. At first the same color as her pale skin, the forming scales were quickly turning the very same shade of turquoise blue that the perfumed Gavak had possessed.

“Ahhh, very good-good! She's turning out juuuuust great!" Quizrulp said, rubbing his hands together before giving a dastardly chortle. “Muahahahahaha! And just like you, she's turning blue!" he said to the other sorcerer.

“Interesting! Do you suspect it is 'cause I was the catalyst for the magic, master?" the aquatic kobold surmised.

“Oh, yes-yes," Quizrulp said, nodding vigorously. “Kobold sex magic is very-strong-big potent, but only 'cause of so much gathered energy! To direct it properly, now that is trixy. Something Master Katrat and Master Szethraz are much-much better at than you or I. And yet..."

“How quickly she changes!" Gavak exclaimed.

The two kobolds quieted as they watched Alice- her full attention invested in exploring the red lawyer kobold's tailpassage with tongue- continued to develop drake traits. Her pantsuit was positively bulging from her growing body, and her hands were rapidly transmogrifying into a set of predatory, bestial forelimbs. Alice felt her thickening fingers fumble against the set of scaly kobold buttcheeks she was grasping ahold of, the massively-thickened digits tipped with nails and stretched by webbing. Alice clenched her stubby, changing fingers together experimentally, but kept her muzzle buried underneath the lawerbold's tail, steadily working her long, pointed tongue into the hot, musk-drenched tailpassage. The pure, sweet heat of the smoky, draconic male-musk that poured from the writhing kobold's cute clenching pucker was a delicious and textured taste on her transformed tongue, one that she simply could not get enough of. She planted long, slurping kisses onto, and into, the kobold's cute, tender butthole over and over again, his natural musk simply living on the tip of her hot, slimy tongue.

Alice felt a rip tear across the front of her dress as her swelling shoulders spread it fatally apart. Her soiled clothing felt flimsy and unnecessary around her growing, mutating, scale-covered body. Idly scratching at the hem of her tortured pantsuit, she felt her claws catch and rend the fabric further still. Pale blue scales had spread down her neck and covered her breasts and chest, the former of which were slowly sinking into the increasingly-muscular latter. Yet despite her progressing changes, Alice's focus remained entirely on filling, pleasing, worshiping the ripe red rear in front of her muzzle... even when a truly strange feeling of hot, throbbing growth began to build in her sex.

Alice felt a confusing maelstrom of pleasurable sensations radiate through her crotch as the tension and tightness within her lower body continued to build. She bucked her hips in a frustrated thrusting motion, feeling the maddening sexual heat in her pussy build beyond simple arousal and into an odd, disorienting sense of... incompleteness. Still fixated on tongue-fucking the kobold butt in front of her, Alice shifted her weight from foot to foot- still mercifully unchanged- and scrunched her knees together, trying to find some stretch to make the weird pressure in her loins dissipate. The oddest urge to... push? came over her, and so she did. In hot, heady, throbbing waves of pushing Alice felt as though part of her vagina was tightening up, sealing closed, pulling shut, while another part was inverting, growing, stretching, yearning to be out from inside her body. Finally, at the apex of some bizarre, pseudo-sexual peak, Alice felt a deep, burp-like gurgle rumble through her cunt, while something hot and tender and most certainly a part of her *sex* pressed softly into the silken embrace of her suddenly-swampy panties...

Balancing herself on her burly, scaly forelimbs, Alice hardly made much notice of this strange development at first, being entirely too busy exploring the exact shape of the red kobold's prostate with her tongue at the time. But slowly, the front of her panties began to stretch around the wet shape that grew from her inverting pussy, over which scales had not yet even grown. But the thumb of flesh quickly grew, and grew, and grew still larger as it's owner buried her long reptilian tongue into the hot clenching tunnel it craved, until her panties were just barely able to wrap comfortably around it. Meanwhile, moaning and whimpering in erotic bliss as his tail-hole was filled with drake-tongue, the red kobold was coming close to a climax. He buried his muzzle into his bedspread and bit into it, fluff filling his mouth as he humped his hips in tune with Alice's tonguefucking of his tailhole. The kobold took this super-stimulation for but a few seconds before crying out in yipping bliss, rapidly spewing many thick spurts of smoky kobold cum into the bed below.

“Aww, yeah; that's a good boy!" Quizrulp chirped, patting Alice on her still-clothed butt encouragingly.

Alice kept forcefully tongue-kissing the kobold's butt even as the twitching, yipping 'bold ceased cumming and crying, holding his hips in place with her thick forepaws. She pulled her tongue from his tailhole with a wet pop, giving it one last slurping kiss with her powerful tongue. “Mmmm... rrrrgh, what do you mean... boy?" Alice chirped, her voice distorted, deeper and more masculine. She licked her smooth, scaly, deep blue lips with her long, slimy tongue as she pulled herself away from the satisfied kobold on the bed, only then noticing that her pantsuit was a half-shredded mess barely clinging to her larger body, and the front of it was *tented*-!

“Whraaaah?" A pouting, embarrassed frown crested over Alice's muzzle as acute sexual confusion penetrated the thick fog of lust clouding her head. She shifted her weight from heel to heel, her feet scrunched into her shoes and wobbling under the strain of her grown body. Alice looked at the bulge in the front of her clothing, only then realizing that the weird pressure she had been feeling in her crotch, that strange, insistent, throbbing heat, had been the *cock* she had been growing. She shut her eyes and shivered involuntarily, intense surges of arousal throbbing through the alien, masculine organ. The... dick sprouting from her crotch blazed with arousal, it's heated, bulging length straining against the confines of her panties. The lower- front of Alice's bulging pantsuit began to darken and dampen as pre-cum pulsed from her developing drakehood right through both layers of clothing.

“Mmmm... you see?" Quizrulp queried, drumming his fingers against the wet, solid bulge. “Our clan is a male clan; we kobolds are simply too horny and long-lived to live together in mixed-gender groups..." he continued, trailing off without explaining further. His dexterous fingers had disappeared underneath the tattered bottom of Alice's pantsuit, until they could tug at the torn clothing.

“This is not the ssssort of work I wasss expecting!" Alice huffed, slowly starting to smell her own thick, damp, reptilian *male* musk wafting into the air. As her dick strained against her panties and pantsuit, musky pre-cum dripped from tip the still-steadily-growing sex organ. “Do you have any idea jusssst how much sssssexual harassment you little bastards are guilty of-!?" she growled, wincing with an almost pained look of relief when suddenly Quizrulp's claws shredded the bottom of her dress, letting her panty-wrapped cock spring free.

Alice's awkward objections were cut short when Gavak, drawing himself discreetly along her side, tucked his hand into her panties, took her slender drake penis into his hand and began to stroke it, teasing it with his dexterous, playful, finned fingers all the while. “You are, mmmm, going to be soooo cute..!" the aquamarine kobold quipped, rubbing himself up against her side affectionately.

“Ohhhhhhhrrrrrgh..." Alice growled, staring down at the eight-inch draconic dick lewdly outlined by her green-pink panties as the kobold's hand stroked it. A hot squirt of pre-cum leaked through the throbbing tip of her soft, tight undergarments as her huge, still-growing maleness quaked against the silky prison. Of course, the rest of her was still growing, too. Another loud rip rent the air as Alice's dress tore across the back, accompanied not long afterwards by the emergence of a scaly, turquoise blue fin. Alice trembled on her heels as her unevenly-grown body grew nearly impossible to support on the awkward footwear, finally falling down onto the red kobold's bed.

Alice hadn't noticed earlier, but the red kobold had been sharing the bed with another. This male was a handsome, stocky kobold with slate grey scales, wearing a green tie. “My turn..?" the kobold asked. The grey-scaled kobold was lying on his back at the other end of the bed, and kicked his legs all the way behind his short-horned head while splaying out his flexible tail to present his pucker to Alice.

“Whaaa... more... kobold butts?" Alice gutturally muttered, her drake-cock straining with a burst of arousal as the grey 'bold directed his enticing scaly backside towards her muzzle. The growing weight of the tool forced her to spread her legs wider to accommodate it. A fat strand of drool leaked from the corners of her fearsome maw as she licked her lips and eyed the fresh prize, wondering what kind of musk he might have.

“Oh yes! Hehehe, there are more kobold butts in this lair than you could ever want, my handsome comrade!" Quizrulp said, before rubbing his snout against Alice's musky bulging panties to get a good whiff of her pungent drake-scent. He was about to launch into a series of sultry taunts to tempt Alice into licking more warm, leathery, musky, scaly kobold butts, but before he could say a word the woman had gone and buried her muzzle in the grey lawyerbold's ass. “Hehe, very good! Jake is going to love meeting you again soon, Alice dear-y!"

The gray kobold leaned backwards into the bed, trembling and softly yipping as Alice firmly slurped her tongue into his sensitive, leathery tailpucker. “Eeeeeep, she's... so deeeeep!" the grey scaly cheeped, his eyes bulging as Alice worked more and more of her thick, slimy tongue past his tailhole.

Alice had grown to the point where Gavak found it quite easy to slip his slinky, scaly body underneath hers as she crawled forward onto the bed. With one hand still jammed into her increasingly-snug panties, the kobold continued to teasingly stroke the surging length of drake-cock Alice now bore. “Heh, how's this feel, boy?" the kobold teased, playing with the heavy, throbbing rod with one hand from within her panties and the other from without. Alice, again licking kobold butt as if nothing else in the world could possibly be of concern to her, chuffed pleasurably as her cock was toyed with. Gavak, from his place underneath the changing human-drake, had an excellent view of her underside as blue scales finished spreading over her smooth stomach and down her pelvis and legs.

*Sllllrrrrrppp...slllrrrpp... sllllrrrpp...* Alice continued to lovingly, forcefully drive her tongue in and out of the cute light-grey kobold ass underneath her webbed forepaws. She paused for a moment to catch her breath, dragging her drooling tongue along the sides of her scaly muzzle and meeting eyes with the pleasure-struck grey kobold lying literally head-over-heels under her paws. Alice swore, along the front side of the smooth-scaled kobold, she could see the faintest outline of what used to be a belly button! But even that intriguing observation could do little to dampen the overwhelming compulsion to lick tasty, musky kobold hole. The grey's tailpucker had a taste that was rocky and metallic, with a subtle saltiness that took some careful sampling to discover...

Still packing on pound after pound of scale and muscle, Alice tried unsuccessfully to kick off her heels. The slender, raised shoes had suffered grimly under the strain of supporting her bigger body. But as the first wave of scales began to grow down her thickening thighs, helpful kobolds pulled her heels and pantyhose off for her. What remained of Alice's dress began to sag off her back, where several waiting kobolds pulled the pieces off to sniff and rub against their bodies, leaving her naked save for her valiantly-stretching panties and her nearly-empty bra, which nonetheless was strained near to snapping by the broadness of her blue-scaled chest.

Alice could feel the scales wrapping hotly and tightly around her hips and groin, cascading snugly and cooly down her legs. *Slllrrrrrrppp... sllrrrpp... lllrk, lllrk, slllllrrrrrrppp...* she popped her tongue from the kobold's tight hot asshole for a few seconds to lick at his erect kobold-cock, enjoying the different sort of male-musk sizzle it made on her tongue but not quite as much as his tail-hole. Alice hungrily returned to licking his hot, tight butthole, toes tensing as scales swept over them...

The grey kobold, however, could take no more of such intimate kissing, and doubled-up upon himself as he began to cum. His tapered cock throbbed hard against his bellyscales, and then exploded in a relatively massive orgasm for the small scaly. The lawyerbold began rapidly pelting his own muzzle and neck with volleys of kobold cum as he orgasmed, “Aaahhahahrhaahahahah~!!!" he moaned, barely able to muster a coherent thought through the pleasure of having his tailpassage licked so deeply.

Continuing to lick the kobold's spasming clenching tailpassage with her massive tongue, Alice held the small shaking scaly still with her powerful webbed forepaws, pressing her drooling tongue right against the kobold's prostate as he blasted his cum all over his grey muzzle and his green tie. Alice, enjoying both the feeling of pleasuring the kobold as well as dominating him with her massive edge in strength, continued to wiggle the tip of her tongue against the ultra-sensitive spot inside the wiggly kobold's tailpucker even after his orgasm wound down, until the poor kobold, kicking against her relentless licking, began to climax for a second time!

“Rrrrrrrrrr..." Alice purred, stretching her elongated neck upwards and giving her slobber-drenched muzzle a lick after finishing with the grey kobold. Her enthusiastic licking had drawn approving snickers of laughter from the crowd of horny kobolds around her, who were amused at her lewd treatment of their grey-scaled comrade. Feeling oddly proud of herself, and filled with an uncharacteristic, cocky sort of confidence, Alice slowly, lewdly swept her tongue around the circumference of her muzzle, meeting eyes with many of the kobolds gathered around. Though Alice had not the presence of mind to notice, scales had finally finished spreading down her legs and over her toes, which were growing the same webbed, leathery flaps between them as her fingers had.

“I take it you're starting to see the appeal of working for a dragon?" Quizrulp cheerfully queried, stroking Alice's back fin as she took her breather.

“Hehe... I guess? Rrgh, I feel... sssso hot..." Alice hissed, unconsciously rubbing her body along with the kobold's stroking as his hand moved down the strange structure that drew from her back. The kobold sorcerer stroked down the length of the fin all the way to her panty-covered buttocks, as Alice wiggled her rump against his hand. Where Alice once had a petite, feminine set of buns, her rump was now a stocky, broad, blue-scaled butt bubbled beyond human proportions, let alone womanly ones.

Gavak, patting Alice's ample backside affectionately, smiled to Quizrulp as the kobolds both noticed the way her tailbone throbbed, slowly growing and stretching away from her masculine ass. The kobold's cock began to harden again as he rubbed it against the forming nub of Alice's tail through the back of her soft pink panties.

Turning her head to look and see what was happening to her butt, hair fell away from Alice's scale-covered head in great clumps as her long, flexible, scaly neck twisted around. “What are you... rrrgh... ooooh..." she murmured. She saw the growth bulging through the back of her panties, as well as Gavak rubbing his own 'growth' against it, and felt a hot shiver of arousal flood through her own maleness from the kobold's teasing. What was she doing? Why were the erotic antics of the little, lizard-like kobolds arousing her so much? Alice knew these questions were important, but the intoxicating fog of lust that filled every nook and cranny of her mind left her little room for thinking such things through..!

“Hey big guy... are you still planning on doing something with that big tongue of yours?" asked a deep, sultry, hissing voice.

Alice turned her head to the left, then right, straight ahead and finally back behind her before she could identify the owner of the curiously deep voice. When she did, she noticed that the kobold addressing her was, surprisingly, both dressed and not entirely kobold! Standing near the door to the cozy kobold warren was a towering green dragon-bold. Though his body was proportioned much like a very muscular kobold, the emerald-scaled male stood slightly taller than a human and had a huge pair of leathery light green wings folded against his back. A set of pointed, curled, forward-set horns adorned the top of his stocky head.

Reflexively flicking her tongue towards the interloper, Alice instinctively sensed that the male she tasted had a much more potent presence than the kobolds around him. Her eyes locked on the hunky male as he stepped closer to her, his gold-ringed, hawk-like eyes fixing on hers so powerfully she found herself instinctively looking away from his intense gaze.

“Ahhhh... I was hoping to meet you! My name is Javier. I am Master Szethraz's Talon; his head of security." the kobold-dragon said by way of introduction. Unlike the other kobolds, who either spoke suspiciously-flawless contemporary English or strangely-accented, grammatically-challenged dragonkin pidgin, this kobold's voice bore an unmistakable Germanic accent. His broad, lizard-like tail swung below him as he sauntered into the kobold warren, his smaller kin scattering out of his way as he did.

Alice drank in the sight of the hunky, masculine kobold-dragon with a purr of desire building unbidden in her gullet. As he strode confidently into the room, her eyes pressed up his dark green thighs and past his tented loincloth to the chiseled peaks of his draconic abs and the bulges of his biceps. “I'm... my name is Alice, and I'm... I'm happy to meet you too..." Alice growled, feeling suddenly self-conscious about her deep, gravelly voice and her partially transformed state.

“Bah! Javier! You show-off!" Gavak protested.

“Ah, this is fine, yes? Plenty of drake for everybody!" Quizrulp said, giving his blue buddy a friendly shake.

Stepping off the kobold's bed and onto all fours in front of the newcomer, Alice found that even on a;; four of her webbed paws she stood about the same height as the half-dragon. 'Just how much have I grown!?' Alice wondered, a delayed shock running through the back of her mind as she realized just how different her body had suddenly become.

Without further word, Javier turned around in front of her and stretched his muscular arms over his head, flexing his tail upwards as well. Aside from his loincloth, he was wearing armored pads on his knees and elbows and had a sword sheathed across his back. Javier removed the sheathed sword from his back, unslinging it from the huge joints at the base of his wings. He set the blade on top of the kobold's television and stretched his arms and tail upward yet again, making no move to remove the rest of his clothing. Instead, the half-dragon walked over to the nearby wall and braced himself against it, raising his thick tail up from under the back of the loincloth covering it while spreading his muscular, meaty, buttcheeks apart with his hands to show Alice his tail-hole.

“Mmmmm..." Alice moaned, sniffing as she followed her snout along a hypnotic trail of dragon musk. She slid the smooth scaly length of her snout against the other dragonkin's strong, broad tail and down into the warm, musky crevice formed by his tail and glutes. The pungent, heated musk wafting from the green kobold-dragon's tailhole was so powerful Alice felt her eyes water, but that hardly kept her from planting her nostrils right up against the dragon-bold's quivering pucker. What *was* it about the kobold's anal musk? What were these strange and vivid and sexual mental images that the virile, masculine aroma aroused in her? She could smell animals rutting under the summer sun in the middle of a dense evergreen forest as she caressed the burly kobold's rim with the tip of her drooling tongue. Alice needed to know if the male's taste was at all like his scent, of course, and soon began to lick deeper and harder inside the half-'bold's firmly-muscled butt...

Plunging her tongue into the kobold-dragon's clenching tail-hole, Alice didn't notice the small crowd of kobolds enjoying the lewd display. She could feel her hot, throbbing cock tenting the front of her panties and her thick stub of tail tenting the back. Surges of strangely sexual pleasure shivered up the smooth scaly crevice of her taint as the stubby growth slowly began to grow into a proper tail, turning her anus into tail-hole at the same time. The realization, that she herself had a delicious, dragon-flavored butt, made the former female feel a mighty rush of erotic joy. Even though her tail was quite short and small so far, just being able to wiggle the strange new limb above her butt made her feel complete. With renewed enthusiasm, Alice shoved her hot, slobbery tongue harder into Javier's tight butthole, enjoying every drop of leathery, earthy, woody butt-musk she could milk from his tailpassage.

Javier, teeth clenched and wings shivering from Alice's intimate ass-licking, had so far stoically held his muzzle shut. She was slowly beginning to lick at the musky, smooth valley between the half-dragon kobold's rock-muscled buttcheeks, and entirely focused on the task of licking the warm, soft, sensitive, musky scales. *Rrrrrrrriiiiiip!* Alice's panties, obscenely tented in the front by her foot-long drake-cock, tore in half and fell off her underside as her tail-stub exploded out the over-stretched back. The remains of her musky pink panties clung to her throbbing cock for a few seconds... until Quizrulp gingerly plucked it off her rod, leaving her virgin masculine sex bare for the very time, not that Alice noticed or cared at the moment.

Alice was naturally wiggling her short tail behind her when she felt not just Quizrulp's scaly hands on her tail, but several other sets. Of course, she was far too busy to turn and see just what they were up to. She did, however, feel their small hands tugging insistently on her tail...

“Pull!" Quizrulp cried from behind her. Alice felt not only his claws, but two other sets trying to tug her tail out from her!

Shivering wordlessly from snout to lengthening tailtip, Alice felt a surge of bizarrely sexual sensations as the strong, sturdy new limb sprouted still faster from her backside. Her drake-cock twitched pleasurably as the kobolds pulling on her tail seemed to accelerate the transformation, her already-ample ass packing on more pounds of muscle as it grew bigger and broader to accommodate the thickening, lengthening limb. Soon a fourth kobold joined Quizrulp and the others pulling on her tail, followed not too long after by a fifth. The kobolds began excitedly swishing the thick, meaty drake tail back and forth between them, making Alice's smooth, scaly rear jiggle. Alice, busy drawing her tongue between the half-dragon's thighs, huffed against the warm kobold butt as she felt the weird sensation of her tail being 'pulled' out of her butt. She hardly felt the tip of it grow a broad set of fins as she wagged it between the many sets of scaly kobold hands tugging it to completion.

Sighing into the warm, tasty butt in front of her muzzle as the distracting transformation came to a close, Alice planted her webbed forepaws on either side of the wall the dragonbold was braced against and began to explore the musky circumference of his tail-hole. She twisted her muzzle between his quivering scaly buns to get a good angle, his hot, musky rump so much bigger than the kobold kiesters she'd already licked. Alice felt the kobolds behind her start to let go of her new tail after a few teasing strokes, and already felt herself unconsciously directing the powerful new limb behind her butt to balance as she slunk her pointed muzzle right up against the green kobold-dragon's tailhole, licking riiiiight into the squeezing, leathery entrance.

Javier's stocky tail shook behind his head as he felt the drake's long, thick, pointed, slimy tongue enter his backside, pushing deep into the soft, sensitive cavity inside his otherwise scale-armored body. The poor half-dragon was reduced to quivering and moaning nearly as quickly as his pure-blooded kobold cousins, Alice's still-growing frame pinning him against the smooth cavern wall. “A-h-HA! YIP!" the stocky male yipped, dancing his weight from one clawed foot to the next as his ass was entirely dominated by Alice's thick, slurping tongue...

Alice, now rapidly flicking her tongue against the kobold-dragon's prostate, moved her awkward forelimbs from where they were braced on the wall and onto Javier's back. She rubbed her webbed, clawed forepaws against his tail and wings, then clasped hold of his butt, spreading his steely buns wider with her powerful paws. *Slllluuurp... Sllllrrrppp.... Slrrrrkkk,* She worked her hungry tongue into the warm, squeezing, musky tail-hole of her draconic lover, and began to lick hard and deep. She felt his whole body shake under her grasp as she continued pounding the sensitive throbbing pleasure-spot deep inside his spasming tailpassage, and the sticky heat sinking into his loincloth with one of her paws. Ah, she realized; Javier had climaxed with his own cock still inside his slit!

Cocks, she corrected herself. Her webbed forepaws rubbed over two distinct hot hard points pushing their way weakly against the front of the dragonkin's loincloth. Churring with delight at her own accomplishment, Alice popped her tongue from the kobold-dragon's butt with a wet pop, planting a final kiss on his big, pungent tail-hole before pushing herself away from Javier and the wall. The formidable dragonkin was still quivering in the aftermath of his climax. “Well... aren't you aggressive!" he said, sighing and turning to lean against the lair wall.

“Hehehe, little side effect of the perfume. Our drakeish friend has butts on the brain!" Quizrulp said to his much-taller friend. “Of course, her transformation should be permanent, while that compulsion should fade away over time. But I've never really done sex magic like this before-"

“-me either-" Gavak chimed in.

“-so who is to say?" Quizrulp continued, walking towards their guest while not noticing that he'd drawn Alice's attention. “Master Katrat would... ahhh..." the violet kobold made a lusty gasp, as he felt Alice's long, scaly neck wrap around the back of his bare thigh and paint a lick under his tail across both his buttcheeks...

Alice had overheard the kobolds talking through the rut-heat of coursing through her, but had a much better use for her tongue. A gleeful half-smile formed on her muzzle as she painted long, slimy licks up and down the smooth expanse of musky scales that covered Quizrulp's dark purple butt, as well as his pinker, leathery tailhole. She needed more, and there was so much more to be had! How could she stop, when there were so many unique musks to savor? There was never a perfume as sweet. For each musk belonged to a male kobold with a cute, taut, scrumptious ass, one that absolutely *had* to be *licked*, inside and out...

Quizrulp crumbled onto his knees as Alice drove her tongue past his clenching tailhole and into his ass, acutely aware of just how big her reptilian tongue was compared with his posterior. “Y-yip! YIP! YIP!" the sorcerer 'bold moaned, his lithe tail weakly smacking against Alice's muzzle as she filled a good deal of his tailpassage with her slimy, wiggly, pointed tongue. Quizrulp felt Alice's strong webbed forepaws grasp hold of his small glutes, prying them apart and squeezing them together as she tongue-fucked his rear. Distantly, she felt her own wagging tail brush back and forth against the smooth cavern ground as she claimed another kobold butt.

“Eeee... ahhh... isn't dragon sex magic... great!" Quizrulp moaned, pushing himself up onto his hands to raise his rump for Alice, his eyes twitching and voice warbling as his ass was stuffed with drake-tongue. Between his spread scaly legs, his rock-hard koboldhood twitched madly. Quizrulp moved to stroke his throbbing tapered maleness, but was stopped when another kobold squirmed underneath his naked body and eagerly began sucking him off...

Quizrulp tensed under Alice her like he was made of steel wire pulled taut as she tongued his hot, hard prostate while his cock was being sucked. Quizrulp, barely managing to keep himself up with Alice on top of him, moaned and squirmed and bucked his maleness into his clan-mate's eager muzzle he felt the drake's slimy tongue slobber deep into his tail-hole again and again. After a short while, he noticed that a hard, tapered length of kobold-cock was being rubbed against his muzzle by one of his horny clan-mates. Eyes watering with the strain of having a drake on his back, Quizrulp nonetheless licked his lips and began to eagerly lick at the kobold dick being ground across his snout before slurping the throbbing meat into his muzzle...

It was almost weird to watch the kobolds screw so casually, but somewhere inside her altered mind Alice felt the very same promiscuous instincts call to her. Why wouldn't they all share each others bodies? They were all of the same clan, yes; they all served the same dragon. The proposition, perfectly coherent and logical, made her rational mind positively rebel! But her instincts, her senses were bathed in a warm, fuzzy, horny urge to protect her smaller kin... and lick their butts. Alice continued to ram her tongue into Quizrulp's tight tailpassage until he came, shooting a load of kobold cum into the small green kobold under him.

Alice watched the green suck appreciatively on Quizrulp's pulsating shaft, swallowing down the other male's load while a pleasured shiver struck his body. Alice, standing on all fours and stretching her long body all the way over the small kobold below her, used her forepaws to tug the green kobold's legs apart, exposing his lean, muscular thighs and the pale green scales that covered his crotch and under-tail. Alice dragged her muzzle over the kobold's moist blushing male-slit and slurped her tongue into his taint and down across his butt. She could feel Quizrulp's scaly hands caressing her... cock... but the exciting pulsing sensation that ran through her masculine sex was nowhere near as appealing as the new ass almost within her grasp...

Alice growled with a surge of lust and yanked the kobold's rump backwards, spreading his thighs as far as they could comfortably go and exposing his twitching tail-hole as the tail covering it fell dangling upside-down. Wasting no time, Alice drove her muzzle into the musky forest-y recess of scaly flesh and began to purposefully lap at the green kobold's twitching tailhole, drool pouring from her hungry maw as she munched on the scaly butt.

“Hey! Don't forget about us!" a kobold called.

“Yeah!"

Alice looked up from her work towards the voices, spying several kobolds talking to her from the couch. The lawyerbolds had long since paused their video game, and all four were on their knees on the couch with their tails raised and butts bared.

“Mmm, can we have dibsss on next?" a black kobold stroking his pair of drooling hemipenes asked, flicking his forked tongue towards Alice. The lawyer-bold removed his right hand from his right shaft for a moment to pat the kobold next to him on the rear, making the red 'bold blush and smile.

Still licking the green kobold butt underneath her- and with Quizrulp sucking and being sucked by his clan-mates in the middle- Alice felt the strangest throbbing sensation start to build inside her loins. The feeling of fullness, the need for release, the aching yearning to do *SOMETHING* incredibly *hard* and fast ran through her, confusing the poor woman to no end. The only thing she could understand was just how wonderful it was to have a tight, warm, sexy kobold butt to bury her tongue inside, until it was slimy and wet with her slobber and loose and pliable enough to for her tongue to own. Below her belly, her erect engorged drakehood twitched, the spear of bestial breeding power approaching a full foot in glorious length. Weirdly enough, the more her sprouting drake-dick pulsed, the more she imagined herself shoving it into Jake's ass...

Alice made the green lawyerbold cum, and then quickly set herself upon the four couch-bound kobolds, ravenously slurping her tongue into their black, silver, black and red butts presented for her like she was playing a perverse game of whack-a-mole. She was so set upon licking their sexy musky butts that she hardly noticed an orgy was roaring through the small den. She could hear all sorts of lewd noises and moans and kobold yipping; she was fairly certain that Javier the half-dragon was busy feeding his shaft into Quizrulp to judge by his whimpering, stifled moaning.

Tongue-deep inside a tight, musky, tail-hole, Alice felt something hard underneath one of her forepaws. Something boxy and familiar resting in front of the couch. Half-glancing down at the obstructing object, Alice only then noticed that her claws were scratching against her briefcase. A feeling like deja-vu tinged with nostalgia passed over her for a moment, before she flicked the offending thing away and gave the warm, musky butt before her muzzle a passionate, deep lick.

*****

Back in the dragon's lair, Jake watched Alice- who was now a 350-odd pound male drake- start licking another kobold ass in glorious 8K resolution. Her eyelids drooped and her nostrils flared as she muzzled another kobold butt, starting off by pushing the male's flagged tail up higher with her snout. Alice slowly, lovingly slurped her huge tongue up and down the kobold's thighs and buttcheeks; curved it around the underside of his tail and his scaly taint. Finally, she slid her snout towards the warm crevice of the quivering kobold's rump, flicking her tongue against the small scaly's smooth, gray-black pucker... and finally deep into it.

Four monitors were now showing the scene from the kobold den from different angles. Jake could make out the subtle texture of her smooth dark blue tongue, gleaming with drool, as it pushed through the soft wrinkly scales surrounding the gray male's tailhole, entering with such force and speed it almost looked like she was trying to fuck the kobold's ass with just her slimy tongue. Jake clenched his teeth as he watched the lewd scene in mute horror, gawking at the purple-ochre dragon-cock between her legs. The glistening, dripping, throbbing dick on the former female positively radiated draconic virility. He could feel his own set of dicks throb in sympathy within crotch, yearning to escape from the confines of his reptilian slit.

The kobold on the screen opened his muzzle in surprise and yelped silently, as his legs were forced to the sides of his head by Alice's powerful forelimbs. She rammed her muzzle into the middle of his writhing tail and pushed it towards her target, flicking the kobold's loincloth out of the way on the way there. The kobold kicked his legs helplessly in the air behind her as Alice held him upside-down, and advanced her slobbering muzzle right up his wiggly tail to the quivering pucker just above the base.

"Oh, Alice!" Jake exclaimed, unable to tear his eyes away from the lewd display, yet shocked by the forcefulness of the ex-woman. The gray kobold was practically squealing as his tailhole was tongue-fucked, squirming mightily underneath Alice's paws while his tail whipsawed below him. For the briefest of moments, Jake imagined his own ass receiving similar treatment from his now-endowed colleague. Inside his slit, arousal flooded into his reptilian penises.

“Such an eager servant... and a sssstrong one, too!" Szethraz beamed.

“Mmmm... this is great television! I made popcorn!" Katrat said, indiscreetly stroking himself underneath his robe with one hand while flicking kernels into his maw with the other.

“Fuck you!" Jake spat. He was doing all he could to ignore the throbs of arousal thrumming through his dicks. He could feel them threatening to grow out his slit, which was the *last* thing he wanted any of the scaly bastards in the cavern to see. “You know, Alice was, like, the one girl at work that was nice to me!"

“Yes, she does seem very... personable. Works well with otherssss..." Szethraz said, laying supine on his throne with his long, scaly neck draped over the end and his head tilted up towards his monitor bank. On the screen, he watched with amusement as two kobolds slunk underneath Alice and began to play with her throbbing drakehood. One of the scaly dragonkin took the fat head into his eager muzzle and began to joyously suck on the blunt tip, while the other stroked her slit and the base of her rod with his dexterous fingers. Behind her, a third kobold was eagerly pushing his muzzle underneath her sturdy tail, to lick her thick, leathery pucker...

“Can we turn this off? I can't watch this anymore!" Jake pled, balling his hands together and shaking his fists. He was apoplectic, and the incredibility and outrageousness of his plight was only exacerbated by the twin tingles of erotic stiffness building in his magically-morphed man-parts. “You- you can't do this! You can't just kidnap people and turn them into your minions! We live in a world of laws and- and- and-"

“-And?" Szethraz interrupted, the dragon curling his claws into his 'throne' and leaning his head down towards Jake. The black dragon licked his teeth as he smiled at the human below, shaking out his wings and tail as he did. “And *what*, little human?"

“And... and..." Jake stuttered. Szethraz's maw was mere feet from his face now, powerful jaws contorted into a sinister grin that showed off every one of the dragon's swordlike teeth. “And..." Jake continued, in a softer tone of voice, “And what do you even want with us anyway..? Why, *why* are you fucking with me!?"

“Oh Jake, Jaaaake!" Szethraz began, his reptilian countenance contorting into a mocking pout, his smooth, guttural voice like oil being poured. “Dragons, as great and grand as we are, can only do so much ourselves. A dragon without capable and steadfast subjects is no true dragon at all!" At this, Szethraz turned his gaze towards Katrat, favoring the kobold with a smile before stretching out his right forepaw and gingerly patting the small scaly. “I have kobold accountants, kobold lawyers, kobold plumbers, kobold cooks. They are every bit as clever as humans, but loyal and sssssso much more loyal. And adorable..."

“Mmmm..!" the kobold moaned, curling his back and tail upwards as he leaned into his master's strokes.

Szethraz continued to stroke the kobold's head as he spoke, his massive forelimb as gentle as could be. “And you see, in return, my subjects share in my wealth and shelter under my protection. You can say one is master and the others are servants- but what are you to the company that *owns* your life, young human? Hm? The mountain of law school debt they hold over you? They claim most of your waking life and have a lease on the rest, do they not? They are, in every way that matters, your master. But what they owe you is much less than what a Lord owes his subjects; merely a contingent remuneration, so long as they find your service pleasing! A slave, albeit one who must pray every day that his servitude might continue!" the dragon chortled, twisting his head to the side and bobbing it in queer, avian gesture.

“That... that may be, but I'm not... I have a life! A human life!" Jake protested. He was a *legal professional*, even though what the dragon said stung him deeply.

“A friendless, dateless, human life, as a prostituted advocate for corporate power..." Szethraz said. The dragon removed his paw from Katrat, who loosed a long and contented sigh before staring up at Szethraz with a dazed, loving look on his muzzle. “It is no wonder. Katrat here said that you practically fell into the arms of his apprentice when he first met you..." The dragon's muzzle crept towards a razor-thin smile, his gleaming fangs just barely showing.

“Oh, he did..." Katrat said, through his blissful daze.

“Yeah, but I didn't know he was... well, a *he* for starters!" Jake pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed the middle of his forehead as he continued. “They moved on me and they were *extremely* persistent! And need I remind you about the high-fantasy extortion racket your servants ran on me with their various flavors of reptilian transformation magic? The only reason I even wanted to come talk to you was to un-do what they did to my junk! So please! Why *me*? Why!?" he cried, throwing up his hands. “At least tell me that!"

The dragon's smile was a boundless gleam of white in set against the darkness of his scales. “Well. There is a little secret we have kept from you. You, you, youuuu... are special. Don't let it go to your head. Just a little. You have a speck, a fragment, a tiny itty bit piece of magickal ancestry in the sloshing sea of humanity the resssst of your blood represents. You probably never noticed. Dreams that felt real. Unusual intuition. Probably picked up a curse somewhere sometime and never knew why that week was so awful. Too little power, too little knowledge to be of much use on it's own, but in the right 'handsss'..." the dragon unfolded his forelimbs and flexed his claws. “You could develop some useful giftssss of the sorcerous persuasion..."

Jake found himself speechless.

“It's true!" Katrat yipped. “Why do you think I chose you for Quizrulp to seduce? I knew there was a chance that you could make a decent apprentice yourself! And now Master Szethraz needs to beef up his legal staffing, so you're a two-fer!"

“Yes. Quite." Szethraz said, squinting his eyes at his over-eager servant, who caught the look and shriveled into a sheepish slump. “Look at you go! Prying secret-ses from your Master already!" The great dragon began to move forward, his sinuous bulk sliding from the comfort of his cushion as smooth as an oil spill. Szethraz began to slowly circle around Jake, while the unnerved human turned to watch him.

Jake swallowed as Szethraz approached him. He had never seen a creature so large move with such unnatural grace, never really thought it possible. The dragon was easily big enough to pick him up with a single forepaw... or swallow him in a single bite.

“So... have I piqued your curiosity, young master?" Szethraz purred, the guttural rumble shaking Jake out of his silence.

Collecting himself as best he could, Jake took a deep breath. “Whew! So... you're saying I- I can do magic? Like, real magic?"

“Quite like real magic. Like, identical." Katrat said. Jake glanced behind him to see that the sorcerer had scampered up the heights of Szethraz's cushion and was now laying belly-first on the makeshift dragon throne.

Szethraz shot an annoyed look at his minion. “Yes. Watch. Yessss..." The dragon's hiss quickly turned from a bestial vocalization into a murmured incantation, the cryptic syllables of the sibilant tongue so unusual that Jake simply couldn't process what he was hearing logically. At the end of the strange invocation, the dragon gestured his forepaw towards Jake.

A rush of glowing blue air whipped into existence around the human. “Woah!" He exclaimed, as the whirlwind of magically charged air surged into his open mouth and nostrils. “Wha... what?"

“Do you feel that coolness spreading through your throat? Down, down into your lungs? The tingling sensation, spreading, spreading, spreading? It is carbon dioxide, turning into oxygen. Breath without breathing... true magic. Can you feel?" the dragon whispered, his sibilant voice itself breathless with excitement.

Jake was afraid to look Szethraz in the eye, but the wyrm's words were indeed true. He held his breath- stopped breathing- and was awed to discover that smoothing, life-giving breath seemed to generate itself within his very lungs.

“Oh, holy fuck! This is so cool!" Jake said, unable to contain his own excitement. Being able to breathe indefinitely was *real* magic, not at all like the weird sexual stuff that this dragon and his minions seemed oddly obsessed with. He held his nose and started to count, and after thirty seconds he still felt no need whatsoever to breathe.

“Impressive, yes? In case you are wondering, my spell will last quite some time. A bit over a day; twenty-seven hours to be precise." Szethraz proudly proclaimed.

“This is really, really cool. And I understand, and appreciate, everything you have said and done here..." Jake began, mustering his most diplomatic smile. “And what spell fixes, uh... genital mutation?"

“Genital mutation..? Oh, yes, young master... the little 'test' my servants administered." the dragon said. “What of it? Don't you like them? They are like mine..."

“Master, I promised, I swore that his body would be... not so mixed-matched by the time he left your audience." Katrat chimed in. “I believed I said he would have malenesses appropriate to his body."

“Male-ness." Jake said, emphasizing the second syllable.

“Ah, ahhh, good." Szethraz said. “Katrat is right." The dragon smiled. “This... this we can do. But in order to do sssso, I must use more powerful magic."

“Well, I don't care. Do whatever it takes." Jake said, shaking his arms out.“What do I need to do?"

“You?" Szethraz cocked his head askew. “Stand there and appreciate my majesty. And let the magic wash over your sssssskin..." he hissed, beginning another incantation. This one was slightly longer, and had lots of harsh, guttural, hissing parts.

When the wyrm finished speaking the words of the spell, he flexed both of his wings towards Jake. Translucent stands of glowing green energy flowed out of the dragon's wings and coalesced into a spectral mass near his wingtips, before shooting out towards Jake. The stands of arcane energy wrapped around the human in an insubstantial cocoon.

Jake brushed his hand through the forming webs of energy, feeling a weird tingle in his hand as the insubstantial strands entangled with his hand without really feeling like they had any weight at all. Jake spread his hands to his sides as the rest of the magic enveloped him, the feeling like an electric current just over his skin.

Szethraz smiled. “This spell protectsss your sssskin from acid. You, and every part of your body, is infusssed with an extremely potent ward against caustic elements of any nature..."

“My whole body? Everything?" Jake interrupted. “Like, even if I poured a whole vial of acid right into my open eye?"

“Yes." the dragon dryly replied.

Jake pressed. “How does, uh... 'acid immunity'... how exactly does this help me get back to normal?"

“Observe..."

Without further forewarning, Szethraz's maw opened and he heaved forward, spewing a thick, oily blast of acid from his maw.

The black dragon's hot breath struck Jake in a solid wave that send him staggering backwards, utterly drenched in the potent acid. Billowing, acrid clouds smoke of exploded across his body as his clothing disintegrated, running off his body in a warm, slimy film. Jake slipped and fell backwards on the sludgy remains of his shoes, his fall cushioned by the thick pool of caustic slime Szethraz's breath had left on the floor. Both the dragon and his kobold minion burst into laughter as he fell.

“See? If my spell hadn't of protected you, your body would be a pile of sludge right now. Then you would likely never return to your proper shape!" Szethraz said, a gleeful grin on his muzzle. “Not that it would be *impossible*..."

“Ow, fuck! My clothes!" Jake blurted, rubbing the remains of his suit off his arms. “What the fuck! You... you could have warned me first!" he cursed, getting to his feet as the gooey, sizzling remains of his clothing continued to drip off him.

“Aheh, yes, I could have. I can do many things," Szethraz replied, his raspy, sibilant chuckles reverberating throughout his throne room. The dragon lowered his head until it was level with Jake's. His amber eyes had slits that were somehow even darker than his scales, living voids that seemed to swallow the human's gaze with their mesmeric depths. “Do you understand how far beneath me you really are, little human? Know your place!" Szethraz gave a sharp hiss of a laugh. As he did the dragon suddenly, silently shot up to his full height and began to walk forward, right over the human he had been speaking to.

Jake sucked a breath in through his teeth and froze as the dragon's massive paws swept past him, looking up at Szethraz in confusion. He could still hear the dragon talking, but now all he could see were his limbs and underbelly.

“The honor I am doing you!" Szethraz continued. “To take you under my wing! And you worry about your *clothes*! Your off-the-rack suit! Your so-called 'humanity'!"

“The honor!" Quizrulp chimed in.

“You talk to me as if I am your... your boss!" the dragon roared. “Do you think the true nature of our relationship is... economic?" Szethraz took another step forward, car-sized paws flexing. “No, no; it is something far more fundamental. Ecological."

Underneath the wyrm, Jake gulped down his fear. One stray dragon paw could easily crush him...

“What is wrong with humanses these days, Katrat? They aren't of the caliber they once were, I tell you. Certainly, *certainly* less manners!" the dragon said, turning his head towards the kobold lounging on his throne.

“Sadly true, master," Katrat said, shaking his head.

The dragon shook his head sadly towards his kobold. “The current vintage is just so... dysgenically disagreeable. Why, look at this one! So healthy and so smart, yet so anxious and fearful! So effective in his vocation, yet so ignorant of the world! An anchorless ship; a house unattended."

“Hey!" Jake protested. The dragon and kobold ignored him.

“Katrat, I despair. Of ever again speaking with a von Bismark! A de Gaulle!" Szethraz held himself quite still, but Jake could see tension held within the dragon's densely-muscled body. “What perversity has rendered our dear H-sapiens in such a state? Where one would not even recognize the kindness of a dragon?"

“When a dragon offers you an apprenticeship, kid, it usually isn't the sort of offer you can refuse. Also, don't ever, *ever* interrupt a dragon when they are speaking. They all hate that."

“Oh yesss, we do!" Szethraz hissed. The dragon turned his neck to face Jake from behind, though he kept his hindquarters oriented towards the human. “Listen closely, since this will be your firsssst *proper* lesson in sorcery. Whenever you attempt to manipulate magical energy, you must consider the distances involved. The closer you are to whatever- or whoever- you are trying to affect, the better. If you are close enough to touch whatever you are attempting to ensorcell, that is very good indeed..."

Szethraz brought his head down between his forelegs, staring now at Jake upside-down. Jake, instinctively recoiling from the sudden move, found himself smacking right into the dragon's tail. As he braced himself against the unexpected, scaly wall, the wyrm towering over him pulled his hindpaws close together, trapping Jake between two tremendous taloned toes. “Gah!" Jake cried. The draconic digits were big enough to come up to his waist, and pinned him in a place with a very snug embrace.

“Caaalm down, caaaaalm..." Szethraz cooed, swinging his head between his forepaws. “Juuust need to keep you in the riiiight place for the next part. This is a very special spell; one I developed myself, ahehem..."

The light in the lair seemed to dim for the human. As the dragon laughed above him, Jake suddenly realized that Szethraz was lowering his hindquarters. He stared up at the two mountains of scaly, black dragon ass suspended above him, the awesome spectacle of the dragon's descending rear enough to shock Jake to action. He pushed against the dragon toes pinning him, but his strength was nothing compared to that of the wyrm.

“Szethraz, what are you doing?" Jake demanded, as firmly as he could. “Is this part of the spell!? Is this, uh, necessary?"

“Truuuust me... just trussssssst..." the dragon hissed in reply, continuing to lower his rear. The dragon's ass was dominated by the huge tail that sprouted above it, but Jake could still clearly make out the rounded curves of the creature's monstrous butt. Because they were getting closer and closer to his head...

“Szethraz! Stop! STOP!" Jake shouted, cringing as the avalanche of dragon ass approached. He wondered if the last thing he was going to see was Szethraz's scaly posterior, but less than a foot from his face the dragon suddenly pulled himself short. Jake cried out, only to have the sound muffled by the wall of moist, leathery flesh that forcefully drove into his face.

“Uhhh... uuuhhnng..." Jake moaned, fuzzy heat pouring into his body. He rubbed some of the musk off his nose and felt the slimy stuff between his fingers, feeling very... weird. Swampy, salty, masculine musk drenched his nose, stinging in potency. His eyes refocused, and he realized that the dragon was holding his rear less than a foot away from his face!

“This... this is a good place for a human." Szethraz rumbled.

“Oh, oh... wow..." Jake moaned, brain racing as he tried to process the spectacle before him. The black wyrm's massive scaly posterior danced before him with the grace of a small bird, a sight Jake took in with a mixture of fascination and horror. His eyes traced the curves of the dragon's sinuous rear; followed Szethraz's mesmerizing tail, darting to and fro just above them. Finally, Jake's eyes were drawn to the obscene spectacle of the deadly, majestic predator's exposed tail-hole.

The black dragon's grey pucker was a discrete, basketball-size orifice tucked under the dragon's tail, twitching and dripping with musky, viscous clear fluids. Clearly this was the source of the intoxicating dragon-musk filling the air; obviously this was what had been pushed into his face when the wyrm's ass first descended. Even from several feet away, the human could feel the swampy heat emanating from the beast's tailhole wash over him hot as engine exhaust.

Breathing heavily, musk-driven arousal was starting to drive Jake deeper into heat. After watching what the kobolds had done to his co-worker, he had a good idea of what the dragon was probably expecting of him next. The idea of licking the thick dragon donut even now teasing him with it's twitching, drooling glory was becoming increasingly appealing to Jake, and he struggled again within his dragon-toe prison to try and reach his nearly-everted hemipenes...

“Ah, ah... stop moving. Did I not say trusssst?" Szethraz warned. The dragon flicked the lower part of his flexible tail around Jake's midsection and across his arms, teasing him with a few light squeezes before coiling his tail tight around the human. Now nearly immobile in Szethraz's grasp, Jake's eyes were fixed on the flexing ring of tailhole muscle descending towards him...

Panting and breathing in deep, musk-laden breaths, Jake moaned as Szethraz's magnificent butt filled his whole field of view. Jake felt a tremor of terror as he realized just how small he was compared to the ancient wyrm, but the fear he felt was nothing compared to his arousal. Wave after wave of pungent, salty dragon-musk washed over Jake's face, drenching all his thoughts with lustful urges and the primal need to submit to the mighty dragon above him. With his arms pinned to his sides, all Jake could do was close his eyes and wrinkle his nose as Szethraz slowly began to rub his massive ass against his face...

“Ahhhnngn..." Jake moaned, the tail wrapped around him squeezing tighter. Szethraz dragged his rump lower, forcing his tail-hole right over Jake's nose... and then the glistening, wrinkle-creased tailstar, at last, met his face, the massive slimy butthole easily sinking down over the human's nose and completely engulfing it in the leathery folds of dragon ass-muscle. Jake gurgled and moaned as he huffed up the wyrm's pungent anal musk right from the source, feeling the raw, apex predator scent flood though the reptilian parts of his brain. He could hardly believe what he was doing; even clenched up tight the dragon's tailstar alone was more than the size of his entire head. But without the need to breathe, he could hold the gooey dragon-musk inside the nose and let the rank animal aroma sink into the whole of his being. As strong and heady as the venom of a cobra, the rich, leathery swamp-musk penetrated strong and deep into his nose. Jake could savor every sex-tinged noseful of the virile reptilian musk to the fullest... and he did. He sucked in the dragon tail-musk, riding euphoric, crashing waves of arousal as he humiliatingly submitted to Szethraz.

The human, completely enthralled by dragon-musk, pulled his wet nose free and pushed his head against the black wyrm's muscular ass, licking the massive, gaping tail-hole with absolute focus. Dragon-musk tore lightning-streaks down his tongue as he lapped obediently at his master's ass, the pure essence of the mighty black dragon's potent masculinity carving itself deeper into his scent-taste-memory every searing second he licked. The wyrm's musk-drooling butt was larger than Jake himself was, giving him an endless expanse of tensed, scale-clad rump to explore with his tongue, aside from the supremely savory leather of the dragon's tail-hole. Shivering, shaking, drooling with lust, the need to worship the dragon's magnificent ass drove Jake on. He mashed his face into the meaty valleys of Szethraz's buttcheeks as hard as he could, his drool mixing with the river of dragon lube leaking from the wyrm's pucker.

The dragon growled with pleasure, his millennia of sexual experience informing him that the right moment approached. Szethraz rocked his butt forwards and then backwards in a building rhythm as he enjoyed Jake's now-eager affections. Each time he did, his tail-hole squelched open a little wider...

Even enthralled as he was, Jake knew that something very unusual was happening. Szethraz's tail-hole flexed open wide enough to envelop both his nose and mouth, so that he was now licking the dragon's ass from the inside. But the dragon wasn't stopping; far from it. Pushing back harder and further while holding Jake tightly in place, Szethraz's tailhole began to gape wide. The human had nowhere to go except up as the dragon's butt came down, and up his head slid right inside to the warm, dark orifice!

“Fuuhfhghk..." Jake sputtered into the musky confines of the dragon's tailhole, feeling the wyrm's pucker squeeze rhythmically around his neck. The dragon didn't seem like he was content merely with forcing the human's face into his tailhole; no. Struggling against the taut, fleshy walls enveloping him, Jake could feel himself being drawn bodily into the dragon further by the second! No wonder Szethraz had cast the spells he had earlier!

Jake felt Szethraz's tail fasten tight around his midsection and start to pull deeper into the tail-hole, squeezing so hard it almost hurt, coiling and uncoiling like a snake to feed more of his midsection upwards. “Ghrrrr..." the black dragon purred, the strain of the effort apparent. Jake could feel the dragon's rumbling voice echo through the wyrm's tailpassage as Szethraz continued to pull him in by the tail, Jake's arms and upper chest now lodged inside the dragon's butt. As tight as the anal cavity was, Jake's arms were still pinned to his sides keeping him from touching his throbbing dicks. And being inside the mighty dragon's ass was exposing the poor human to more dragon-musk than any person could reasonably resist, leaving Jake nearly catatonic with pleasure. He sank into the warm, moist, musky tailpassage up to his chest, then his belly...

Over and over again, Szethraz pushed his hindquarters into the ground while flexing his rear open, swallowing more and more of the human. Only Jake's twin set of hemipenes gave the dragon any further resistance, Jake's lizard-cocks straining and aching as Szezthraz struggled to pull the stiff spires past his pulsing pucker. Inside the dragon's ass, Jake shook mightily as his sensitive, engorged dicks became stuck on the rim of the dragon's tailhole, very nearly cumming before the wyrm's mighty anal muscles and gooey musk overcame their resistance and slurped them in too.

Jake gurgled and moaned into the musky slime surrounding him as his dicks slapped into the dragon's tailpassage, the beast already at work swallowing up his legs. Soon the human felt his feet slip past the dragon's tailhole, which squelched shut with a wet squish around his toes. The dragon's tailpassage convulsed around him, and in the churning, musk-drenched darkness the human could do little but soak in the dragon's warm, musky juices. His head was pounding with all of the musk flooding his senses; even though he didn't need to breathe, he was saturated by so, so, *so* much of it he couldn't help but take some in.

Szethraz purred, the echo reverberating through the human inside him. Jake felt the slimy, muscular prison start to squeeze him from his feet to his head, gently forcing him deeper into the dragon's body as though Szethraz was swallowing him up with his butt. Jake wordlessly gurgled with lust-drunk euphoria as he was squeezed deeper and deeper through the musky muscular tunnel of the dragon's ass, savoring long, deep breaths of mature male draco-musk stronger and purer than he'd ever imagined possible. The bizarre massage continued for several minutes, as the sopping leathery tightness of Szethraz's tailpassage slowly swallowed the large living meal.

Suddenly, the human found himself smacking face-first into something firm and fleshy inside the dragon's tail-passage. Jake heard Szethraz hiss and moan around him; the walls of his anal prison convulsed. Again, Jake felt the dragon's rear clench tight around his body and attempt to suck him deeper, only to again pull the human's head right into the head-sized, fleshy orb.

“Fuuu... uuuuhh... uuuck!" Jake moaned, realizing that he was hitting the wyrm's prostate. With his head, no less! Flailing his body about, he again tried to move his arms to to something, anything, but again found no purchase in the tight dark smooth squeezing prison.

*Smack*... *Schlrpt*... *Schplort!* Jake felt each impact against the dragon prostate get wetter and messier, the organ apparently the source of his potent anal musk. Gooey sexual fluid leaked, then squirted onto the human's head and filled the tight, squeezing tailpassage, drenching Jake in pure, potent, pungent dragon-juice. Shaking and moaning with lust but with no outlet for it, the human surrendered to his fate. Jake licked his lips and began to hypnotically shove his face into the firm, yielding meat of the dragon's massive prostate.

“GHR!" Szethraz growled from the pleasure, anal muscles contracting around the human and again pulling him face-first into the meat of his throbbing prostate. Again and again, with increasing rapidity the wyrm pulled Jake's face into his prostate with nothing more than the muscles of his tailpassage, a motion the human eagerly joined as best he could. The dragon's body shook with the force of the effort, driving Jake to dizziness as his face was again and again battered against the wyrm's massive male sex gland. Until...

*SCHPLURT~!* Szethraz was cumming. And not just on the outside; on the inside, too. A geyser of dragon butt-musk exploded from the cumming dragon's prostate, flooding Jake's nostils and mouth with the gooey, slimy, musk-laden liquid. Jake, whimpering from exhaustion as his experience as a living dragon-dildo came to an end, came into his slimy, pulsating prison from both his lizard-dicks. The human shook madly as he came, his un-touched poles gushing.

Not long after, the dragon's tailpassage began to tighten around him again. The smooth walls squeezed Jake from his feet all the way up to his head before relaxing, pulling him- as well as the sea of sexual fluids surrounding his naked body- further into the dragon's ass. Jake was so exhausted from his bizarre ordeal he could do little more than wonder how far into the wyrm's body he was going, or what was going to happen to him once he got wherever he was going.

After four or five rounds of anal contractions, Jake felt himself get squeezed through some sort of taut, slick internal orifice. He was squirted into an oblong cavity, comprised of perfectly smooth slick walls of flesh soaked with musky slippery dragonjuice.

“MmmmMmmhhHm..." Szethraz purred, his voice a warbling, lust-soaked, distorted hiss that continued for some time. Jake felt the walls of his new home squeeze around his body as the dragon re-positioned himself, the roomy orifice suddenly contracting around him. In fact, it was contracting with each beat of the dragon's mighty heart, each pulse shrinking the oval chamber a little more. Jake, quite exhausted from his ordeal as an ass-toy for an unnaturally-large mythical creature, relaxed as the rhythmic massaging coaxed his naked body into the fetal position. He almost didn't notice the tingle of magical energy through his body...

Though he couldn't see what was happening, Jake could feel the shell forming around him. Smooth, hard, leathery eggshell! Why on earth was an *egg* forming around him!? As alarming as the question was, it didn't stop him from being carried into slumber by the organic warmth and safety surrounding him.

Through the fuzzy bliss that enveloped his every sense, Jake could feel strange sensations wrack his curled-up body. A vertiginous feeling- like falling while being gently pressed from all sides- was his constant companion throughout his egg-nap. The sensation of stretching and pulling and twisting swept all over his body, but especially down his backside and across his face and feet. His skin pinched tight in a way that was betwixt pleasure and pain. But as weird as all those feelings were, they did little to interrupt his blissful, peaceful sleep.

It was only much, much later than jarring series of lurches made him start to, but not quite, stir...

****

*CRACK!*

Jake awoke to find himself falling face-first through a gooey wave of warm egg batter and into the strangeness of the dragon's lair. He tried to breathe, couldn't manage to, panicked, and then remembered the spell of everlasting breath that had been cast on him earlier. He fell onto his hands and knees and began to cough out the white goop filling his lungs, no longer alarmed but annoyed and confused. His head was still spinning from all the dragon-musk he had been forced to smell, and such was his disorientation it was all he could do just to keep himself from falling onto his face.

Still covered in whatever it was that had filled his egg, Jake stared down at the fragments of yellow-green eggshell that surrounded him and began to slowly realize that something was... off. Nevermind that he'd just been forced (forced..?) up and out of a dragon's ass! The young lawyer became aware of sensations coming from his body that did *not* feel right. Strange weights on the tips of his fingers, something heavy lying across his butt, a black blur that protruded into the lower portion of his eyes, and the extremely odd fact that Szethraz's throne room seemed to have gotten a good deal larger all of the sudden...

“*Ghrk*" Jake coughed, spitting the last of the weird yolk-slime from his lungs, though huge strands of budding drool still dripped from his mouth. He moved to wipe his lips, and accidentally smacked himself right in the kisser. “Ow." Jake said, though the pain was nothing. It was his surprise that was considerable; he touched where his mouth actually was- not where it should have been- and felt something alarming.

His face... his mouth... his hands traced along the stretched, pointed length of his... muzzle? The recessed passages of his... snout? The smooth scales underneath the yolky slime still covering his freshly hatched body..?

Wiping eggy goo from his chest, Jake stared at the fine, black, faintly iridescent scales that covered the front of his body, and then at his clawed hands. “Fuhck," he moaned softly, tongue colliding with the back of his sharp teeth. That cursed dragon; what had he done!? A very weird tugging, swishing sensation, radiating up his back from his rear end, drew Jake's attention away from his altered voice. He turned his head and finally mentally processed that he was flicking his own tail around like a fan on a hot day.

“Ahhhh... and how are you feeling?" Szethraz purred, looming high above. The dragon was appraising him with a pleased grin on his serpentine muzzle.

Jake stumbled as he shot to his feet, tail arching upward at an odd angle as he struggled to find purchase with his elongated, scaly, clawed toes. “Wha... what happened to me!?" he exclaimed, small body flailing about he split his attention between the dragon and examining his altered anatomy. “I- I-I'm a k-kobold?!" Jake sputtered, his voice sounding oddly high-pitched and coarse even to his own ears... earfins.

“Happy hatchday!" A clawed hand tapped him on the shoulder, and Jake turned to see Katrat proudly holding a hand mirror up to his face.

The countenance in the mirror was that of a hornless black kobold, his muzzle smooth and pointy and his eyes lit with panic. “Aaaaaaieeee! That's what I look like!?" Jake exclaimed, yipping and throwing his hands up to cover his drooping earfins. The kobold in the mirror gesticulated in an identical fashion.

“That's what you look like," Katrat said matter-of-factly as he peeked his head out from behind the mirror. The elder kobold grinned, and then added, “Cute! Welcome to the clan!"

“You scaly rat-bastard fucks!" Jake squealed, scaly hands balling into fists. He shook one of them at Szethraz. “You said you would..."

“...ensure your sexual organs matched your form, and I assure you..." Szethraz grinned. “They do."

“Take your verbal circumlocutions and shove *them* up your ass!" Jake shouted.

Quick as lightning, the dragon snatched Jake up by his tail. Holding the kobold in front of his toothy maw, Szethraz huffed a gust of warm breath over his body. “How about I put you back there instead?"

“Eeeee! Yip, yip!" Jake yipped, flailing his limbs about helplessly as he was dangled in the air. Thankfully his tail was strong enough that being held by it wasn't particularly straining, but he couldn't help but feel terribly, shamefully, flustered as he was restrained in such a humiliating fashion. Even worse were the squeaky kobold yips escaping from his muzzle.

The dragon began to mutter a magical spell, further panicking Jake the kobold. He could only guess at what the tyrant could be planning! It was to his considerable relief that the dragon seemed to be casting the spell upon himself. Without much in the way of arcane fanfare, Szethraz began to shrink until he had been reduced in size to perhaps half his prior heft.

“You are the sort who puts all your stock in talk, yes? It is your trade, I suppose..." Szethraz said. As he shrank, his muzzle drew closer to Jake. The wyrm licked his maw. “I think if you'll hear me out you'll find I have quite the persuasive argument as to why you, as my kobold, will be serving me, your dragon."

“...Oh?" Jake squeaked, shriveling before the dragon's approaching maw. Even a small Szethraz seemed perfectly capable of making a snack of him.

“Yessss..." Szethraz hissed. Jake cringed as the dragon brought his muzzle right in front of his face, eyes squeezing tightly shut as Szethraz painted a long, wet lick across the top of his head. “Who isssss a good kobold?" Szethraz purred, warm muzzle nuzzling Jake's down chest.

“Ehe... wha... what are you doing?" Jake sputtered, eyes blinking open. “Hey!" The wyrm snaked his muzzle up and licked the underside of Jake's muzzle, the warm dragon-tongue big enough to cover most of the surface in a single pass. Jake blushed as the moist streaks of dragon saliva slid down the smooth scales of his muzzle. Strange, powerful feelings of sexual arousal began to well up inside the kobold, even as he half-heartedly tried to push the tongue away.

“Who..." the dragon licked Jake's soft bellyscales. “Who is a gooood kobold?" he hissed, holding his muzzle-tip against Jake's stomach.

“Ahhhh... ooooh..." Jake moaned, arms and legs twitching as the dragon's hot kiss pressed into his scaly midsection. Szethraz licked up his chest and down his belly. Starbursts of tingly warmth spread over Jake's scales with each lick, the weird feeling more enjoyable than mere sexual stimulus... but not far from it either. His naked slit and tail-hole were totally unprotected in his suspended state, just above where the dragon was nuzzling him. The blissful heat sparking through his kobold body concentrated in those sensitive spots.

“You're a good kobold..." Szethraz hissed. The dragon's whisper was spoken muzzle-to-belly with Jake, would could feel as the dragon's large maw again opened. Tasting, caressing and exploring Jake's new scaly coating, the dragon worked his tongue higher on the suspended kobold. Higher and higher the slimy organ swept, across and over both of Jake's recessed orifices...

“YIP! YIP! YEEEP!" Jake yipped madly, his saliva-covered body quivering with bliss from all the licking. The heat from the dragon's tongue sizzled through his body, filling the small scaly with tickly sparks of pleasure as the tongue-bath continued. Hanging as he was from his tail, he could hardly defend himself from the wyrm's muscular, slippery, slimy tongue.

“Rrrhr, goooooood kobold..." Szethraz rumbled. The dragon licked his chops, and slowly lowered Jake onto the lair floor by his tail. Drooping onto the ground, Jake whimpered softly as Szethraz finally let him go. He looked up into the dragon's gleaming, amber eyes, basking in the dragon's favorable smile.

Jake slowly pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, eyes fixed on the dragon's loving gaze. Oh, he felt so good! The whole of his small body trembled and tingled from the tongue-bathing the wyrm had just given him. All his kobold instincts were afire with bliss, arousal, delight; to be treated in such a way by a dragon like Szethraz..! He should have felt humiliated, but he felt like giggling and yipping!

“Who'ssssss a good kobold..?" Szethraz cooed, his huge, taloned forepaw gently brushing across Jake's head.

“Me..." Jake whimpered, the dragon's heavy paw pushing his earfins down and to the side was he was pat. “I-I'm a good kobold." he continued, a hot shiver of embarrassment striking him like lightning as he spoke the words the dragon demanded of him. Oh, but how the words delighted Jake! He could feel his koboldhoods press against the lips of his male-slit, surging bold with arousal. His kobold instincts, which had been furiously urging him to submit to the dragon, were at last satisfied.

“Yessssss. You *are* a good kobold, aren't you?" Szethraz said, a wide grin splitting his slender muzzle at Jake's admission. “A veeeery good kobold!"

The dragon caressed Jake down his head, back and tail in long, tender strokes. Jake hissed with pleasure from the gentle pets, arching his body into an S-shape to press into the huge paw. Again and again, he felt Szethraz's strokes flow down his lower back and along the length of his tail, the new limb jerking and perking as it was pet. Whimpering, yipping moans poured from Jake's muzzle as his tail was stroked, the functional addition to his rear very sensitive despite how stout and sturdy the serpentine limb was.

“Goooooood kobold..." Szethras purred.

Jake felt his small body tingle with delight. “I'm a goooood kobold..." Jake said, wiggling the tip of his tail as the dragon stroked up it again. Hazy, blissful, joyous feelings kept radiating through his changed body. The dragon's touch and praise were like a potent drug, one he desperately needed more of. He felt so safe, so content, so *right* when the dragon's warm paws were on his scaly body and Szethraz's smile shone down on him. Everything in his world was just *perfect*!

“You are a good kobold!" Szethraz said the wyrm's sibilant voice nearly a cheer.

“I'm a good kobold!" Jake eagerly repeated, his excitement more than a match for his master's. Jake couldn't help but grin and swish his tail strongly as he stared up at the Szethraz in all his draconic glory. He drank in the sight of his majestic master, the strong and beautiful wyrm who claimed him as his own. Before being transformed, the sensation of being... taken, possessed, forcefully seized by the wyrm had felt like a humiliating violation. But as a kobold, he simply couldn't countenance the notion of being alone, or denying the affectionate dragon his due. The wyrm's hissing, cooing praise and gentle, tender caresses were joy beyond words. Jake felt his gaze fall into the dragon's lucent, amber eyes, feeling so warm and happy and safe he couldn't imagine denying his... his master a thing.

“Goooood kobold!" Katrat said, approaching Jake. The gold-mustard scales on the other kobold caught Jake's eyes, so similar to his own in texture but so much brighter in color. Like Jake, Katrat's own tail was happily wagging before him. “Mmm, just like the rest of us!"

As the gold kobold walked closer, Szethraz began to pet him as well with his free forepaw. Katrat gave a happy sigh, legs buckling as the heavy dragon-paw rubbed down his head and back.

“Gooooood koboldssssss..." the dragon's voice was a satisfied hiss. “Clever, cute, capable kobolds; my marvelous mischievous male minions! I can never have enough of you; you tasty little koboldses are the most valuable thing in my lair."

Jake swore he could feel his midnight-black scales blush as the dragon's effusive praise perked his earfins and sent a tremor of delight through his body. Yipping softly, he felt the crowned heads of his hemipenes jut from his slit.

“Awww... master Szethraz!" Katrat dreamily replied, shivering with pleasure in much the same fashion as Jake. He fondled Jake's hardening penises with his clawed hands. “How could you be unhappy with those?" Katrat asked.

“Yesssss, aren't they jussssst right?" Szethraz purred. The dragon gave the kobolds one last, lasting, rough series of pets before pulling his paws back to stand.

His companion's words sent Jake's eyes down to his smooth crotch, where his scaly male-slit was spread open to admit his throbbing, erecting set of reptilian kobold-dicks. To his eyes they looked much like the malenesses his human form had borne after being cursed by the kobolds, albeit scaled down to fit his shrunken stature. They did indeed look natural now, and Jake couldn't help but feel the sparking of male pride in the potent pair of 'penes he now possessed. “Mmm... yeah, I-I guess..."

“Thou may guess but I know!" Szethraz said, gesturing towards his lower section with his head and tail. “You and I are aren't so different, young master!"

Biting the stiff scales of his lips, Jake watched with utter fascination as the dragon's male-slit began to part, revealing two mega-sized versions of the draconic hemipenes he bore. Almost instantly Jake found himself crawling, hungrily, towards the emerging members, between Szethraz's raised forelimbs. Katrat followed soon after. The dragon's members grew and hardened, pulsing below the dragon's belly. Nearly at muzzle height for the short kobolds...

Jake approached Szethraz's nearly-erect left cock. Tears welled up in his eyes as he took in a long, deep snoutful of the warmth-radiating maleness growing before him, shivering from head to tail as he savored the ripeness of Szethraz's massive dick. “Ohhhhhhhh..." Jake softly moaned, his master's swampy, sour, stinging, savory smell filling his kobold body with pure, sweet sexual heat. He wrapped his small fingers around the hot, moist, firm length, hefting the dracopenis only with some effort. Szethraz's member was heavy; half as long as he was and nearly as thick!

“Goooood kobolds..." the dragon purred from above. “Good kobolds get rewards!"

Licking his muzzle as he stabilized the jostling dragon-cock in his hands, Jake pressed his snout against the shaft and smelled it again and again, savoring it, searing the musk of it into his brain. The dragon's member emanated an odor of searing virility; rutting-swamp-reptile protein mixed with bog peat and a tang of something acrid, sour and mysterious. All Jake knew for certain was that, more than anything, he wanted, *needed* to *taste* it! And so he did; oh, how he did! Slowly at first, but soon as quickly as he could, Jake lapped his tongue all across the cylindrical dragonhood. Guided by the subtle changes in the pitch of his master's purring, the kobold found the most sensitive places to tongue-kiss. Like the ridged crown of tender cockflesh that surrounded the head of the wyrm's member...

Jake moaned with delight. The dragon's pene stiffened considerably as it was licked, fresh waves of musk emanating from the firm flesh and right into the kobold's hungry mouth. The dragon-dick gave a pregnant pulse, and Jake had enough time to point it upward open his muzzle to catch most of a mega-sized precum spurt. The taste was just as savory and salty and satisfying as he had imagined, the liquid super-saturated with dragon musk.

So enthralled was he in his licking, Jake barely noticed as a small set of hands grabbed hold of his rear and pressed into his scaly buttcheeks. The kobold felt Katrat behind him, two of the sorcerer's fingers sliding under Jake's tail and teasing his tailhole. Jake let it happen, unwilling to take his muzzle away from his master's member. Even as Katrat's arms wrapped around his midsection, Jake kept happily nuzzling and licking Szethraz's turgid shaft. But then he felt something slick and stiff and warm poke against his tail and slip between his scaly thighs, until...

"Yip!" Jake yelped, a warm shock running through his body from his butt as he felt Katrat's hard dick spear smoothly into his tailpassage. He moaned onto his master's cock as the kobold rod plowed into his tender tail-hole, unconsciously raising his rear and hiking his tail up and out of the way of the male mounting him. Katrat's scaly hands entwined with his own as the sorcerer wrapped himself around Jake's back, pushing deeper into Jake's tight, tailed butt.

"Y-YEEP!" Jake yipped. His hemipenes jumped as smooth hard kobold-cock sank deep into his tailpassage. He had only ever felt such hardness pushing deeply and intimately inside him once before, and it was clear to him then that only the aid of magic allowed him to take the riotous fucking his human ass had been subject to. But his relatively small kobold rear felt very different. As tight as his tailhole was, the leathery orifice relaxed and stretched naturally as he was penetrated. Oily, musky, lubricating goo oozed from somewhere deep in his butt, making each thrust from the kobold behind him smoother and easier. And the pleasure! Clusters of orgasmic bliss burst through Jake's dicks as his ass was taken, kobold body rewarding him bountifully for the butt-fucking. Even though he was a male- quite a male even!- his small, scaly body felt like it was built to receive pleasure as much as give it. Under his belly his hard koboldhoods throbbed proudly in tune with the tenacious thrusts from Katrat, gushing milky-white pre-seed like fountains.

Katrat lowered his head so that their muzzles were touching, their hides rubbing sensually. Jake stared the other kobold in his lust-lidded eyes, the two of them exchanging a passionate kiss before being drawn towards the two prominently-pulsing dracopenes spread before them. Jake again took the left hemipene into his hands and began to suck on the drooling tip of the cylindrical dragoncock. Katrat, straining his muzzle towards the right member, found himself unable to reach it... until Szethraz brought it to him with a forepaw.

The dragon's reptilian dicks, despite his shrunken stature, were simply massive compared to a kobold's slender muzzle. Tears ran down the sides of Jake's scaly cheeks as he strained to hold his maw open for the whole of the wyrm's gigantic pulsing 'pene, and he was thankful to discover than his new body lacked a gag reflex. Katrat gurgled wordlessly on top of him as his muzzle stretched to accept his dragon-cock, and the two mating kobolds shivered powerfully together as the potent musk of their draconic lord's essence gushed into their maws.

*Slurp!*

*Grlp!*

“Mmmf-"

*Ghhrgl!*

The lewdest slurping, sucking, moaning sounds came from the kobolds as they pleasured their draconic master. Jake was in heavenly bliss, spit-roasted as he was between Katrat and Szethraz. Pleasure flooded up through his tail and ass as the kobold fucked him, while his muzzle feasted on the hot, fat crown of his dragon master's dick. Dragon pre cascaded down his belly as the excess drooled from Jake's muzzle, running all the way down to his own proud, pulsing pricks. Jake almost thought of touching himself, the yearning with him for so long before now. But he couldn't move his hands; not then; not with Katrat's koboldhood pressing into his tailhole in just the right place~!

Katrat's thrusting became longer, deeper and less steady even as the pace quickened, hugging himself close and tight to Jake's back. Their scaly bodies slapped wetly together, Katrat's head bobbing up and down and his exhalations rapid as his mating thrusts built to a climactic rhythm. Katrat's thrusts grew quicker and slicker still, his rhythm unsteady, until the elder kobold orgasmed deep inside Jake's tight hole.

Jake felt the other kobold's seed erupting into his tailpassage, his lover's thrusts becoming *hot* and gooey and sticky and *filling* the emptiness in his tender, eager hole. Impaled as he was from front and back, the changed human could do little but quiver and whimper and shake as his rear was delightfully claimed. Anal pleasure rocketed through his small body, and his reptilian hemipenes tensed *hard* in sync with the passage of Katrat's dick into his quivering hole.

As Jake enjoyed losing his kobold virginity, his attention was again brought forward. Szethraz's dragon-dick was throbbing so heavily that it was pulling his muzzle up and down as he sucked. Massive mouthful of sizzling, slimy, salty dragon-pre squirted into Jake's mouth every few seconds as the heavy throbs built. Even Jake, having been a kobold for a few hours- most of them asleep- knew that his wyrm master was getting close. All his focus instantly turned to pleasuring his master, sucking quicker and faster on the blunt, ridged head. Katrat's thrusts became slower and shallower, as the other kobold twisted his body to push more dragon-cock into his muzzle.

“Good koboldssss..." Szethraz hissed, his voice breathy and passionate but entirely controlled. “Good-!" the dragon began to say, his body tensing ominously. Suddenly, Jake felt the dragon-cock in his mouth twitch hard, enough to buck his muzzle up and down. He still couldn't believe he had gotten his kobold mouth around a penis big enough to comfortably hang his whole body from. “Koboldssssss..!" Szethraz finished. As he did, a tremor passed from the dragon's chest through his hindquarters, and the mighty black wyrm began to cum.

A jet of swampy, thick dragon semen exploded into Jake's mouth, the force of the ejaculation like a garden hose on full blast. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Katrat receiving his own load from their master's other dick. The kobolds whimpered with pleasure as the taste of their master's semen gushed into their mouths. But after a mere three pulses from the dragon-dicks they were sucking- nearly as large as their own muzzles- both kobold's cheeks were bulging from an overabundance of dragon seed. Szethraz pulled himself back from the pair and leveled his girthy, pulsating dragonhoods at their muzzles. The pair of kobolds, still bound tightly together in mating embrace, eagerly positioned themselves for more of their master's liquid favor. Katrat took one in the muzzle before turning and gasping for breath, while Jake opened his maw for more as salvos of hot dragon cum struck them full-force. The brunt of it rolled down Katrat's back and Jake's belly, though there was so much the small scalies were fast covered in sticky cream from head to tail.

Jake felt a cascade of pleasure start to run from his tailhole all the way into his unattended hemipenes as his mating with Katrat came to a climax, the slow surges of pleasure building inside his internal anatomy inexorably. Katrat shoving his cumming member right into his prostate, still unloading wave after hot wave of kobold essence right into Jake's ass. Overwhelmed by the anal climax surging through his rear and dicks, Jake tried to cry out in pleasure. But all that came out of his cum-stuffed muzzle was a wet gurgle.

Gulping, slurping, drooling, Jake did all he could to take in the rich river of dragon essence being blasted against his muzzle as his tail-hole was creamed. Tears poured from his eyes from the strain of the effort; thankfully, his magical air supply seemed to still be in effect.

His stomach capacity was less impressive. By the time Szethraz's cumming 'penes were squirting weak, can-capacity cumshots aching fullness filled his belly from the amount of hot spermy wyrm-cum the kobold had swallowed. The scales around his belly felt tight and looked slightly distended.

Collapsing onto his sore belly with Katrat still atop him, Jake spit watery muzzlefuls of dragon cum onto the stone floor. His kobold senses were overwhelmed by the sheer quantity of dragon spunk coating his scales and filling his stomach, burrowing the taste, the smell, the feel of it into his brain. Szethraz's musk was ambrosia, aphrodisiac; waves of bliss radiated through Jake's little body as the liquid reminder of his master's affections continued to slowly drip off his twitching frame, a broad smile on his muzzle as he licked the raw dragon essence up with his tongue.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeee..." Jake whimpered, twitching softly on the ground in a state of musk-drunk stupor. The newly-changed human flicked his kobold tail in odd, uncertain twitches as he squeezed his scaly buttcheeks together, feeling the oddly satisfying squish of Katrat's warm, sticky load shifting around inside his still-stuffed tailpassage.

Above him, the kobold could see Szethraz moving back. The dragon seemed to be enjoying the ludicrously messy state he had left the kobolds in. “Did you enjoy your treat, little koboldses?"

Jake and Katrat dreamily nodded, the latter with more vigor. Jake was so stuffed and pinned he could barely move.

Szethraz tilted his head. The gesture was all the kobolds needed to know what their master was requesting: that they clean his cocks. Katrat slid himself off Jake's back, koboldhood popping from the other scaly's tailhole with a wet, sticky pop. Wordlessly they crawled forward and set to work, licking the dragon's hemipenes clean of the sexual fluids still clinging to them.

“Ah... ahhhh..." Szethraz, serpentine head coiling backwards as he enjoyed his minion's ministrations, curled his neck close to Jake. “Ah... you see? Am I not masterful with my per-sway-sive methodsssss?" he hissed. “You *are* a good kobold!"

The dragon's words caught Jake with his muzzle around the head of his master's maleness, sucking the salty-sour cum off the hot, hard dragoncock. The kobold's eyes trembled with shamed recognition as he listened to Szethraz, but Jake continued his dick-cleaning. As full as he was, the addicting taste and smell of dragon-cock was something he simply couldn't refuse. That damn dragon! That terrible, handsome, powerful dragon! Szethraz, his master, the owner of the draco-musk that filled him with such delight. Jake's creamy, oozing tailhole twitched and his tail wagged as he again savored the stellar heat of Szethraz's hemipene, all his kobold instincts supremely satisfied as much as the human part of him protested.

Jake smiled. He *liked* being a kobold; being a kobold felt *so* good. Human Jake had never felt so safe and happy and certain in his life. “I'm a good kobold..." he whispered, again pressing the scaly lips of his muzzle to the wyrm's giant reptilian pride.

****

Some time later, a burly half-dragon kobold had arrived to retrieve Jake, hefting the kobold onto a stocky shoulder and carrying him off. It was hard for the changed human not to feel self-conscious as he was carried. Most of the creatures they passed stopped in their tracks to sniff the air, the scent of dragon-cum visibly arousing to the kobolds and dracoforms that populated the warrens.

“Yeah... let's get you cleaned up. Your smell is distracting." the burly draco-kobold said to Jake while giving him a playful pat on his butt.

Jake oof'ed and moaned as his tender, deflowered tailhole squished from the slight contact. He'd been covered in dragon-cum for so he was starting not to notice just how much he *reeked* of Szethraz.

They traveled deep through the dark, winding tunnels, until Jake felt the air around them grow moist and warm. The half-dragon carried him past a smooth, worked arc carved into flowing waves, and they passed into a bath lit by magic violet light.

The communal bath were inside a large cavern with a low ceiling, divided up into three smooth-walled pools carved into the rock. At the end of each, a waterfall of steaming hot water poured from the maw of a carved marble statue of a stylized drake. The steaming hot water flowed down the divided stone waterways before feeding into a large, deep, shared pool of cool water. Around the edge of the bathing pool, three smaller stylized statues of snakes with showers built into their mouths dispensed a constant stream into shallow pools, which too fed into the middle of the room.

Jake looked over at the showers, his eye drawn by activity. A black and a gold kobold were showering together under one of the heads, the black's muzzle slowly working up and down over the gold's crotch. Underneath another shower, two muscular green kobolds that looked like twins were enthusiastically plowing an unusually-fit brown and red kobold duo. In the pool proper, other kobolds were swimming, talking and screwing each other, but it seemed like most of the erotic activity was centered around the warm waterfalls that fed into the main pool. Jake blushed and felt his own arousal start to rise again as he watched his lewd, naked clan-mates, idly wondering how long it took scales to start getting pruney under water.

“And... 'ere we go!" the half-dragon said, suddenly heaving Jake head-over-tail into the very center of the middle pool.

“YIP!" Jake yipped, startled. He crashed into the cool water in an awkward back-flop that sent a rippling slap through his scaly coat.

“Alright you horny little bastard; get yourself clean!" The half-dragon barked, his German-accented voice mocking but playful as he walked away.

Peals of laughter erupted from the kobolds in the water around him as Jake popped up and began to tread water, though after a moment two of them were swimming towards him. A blue kobold and a red, they approached Jake with smiles on their muzzles and bristly loofahs in their hands. The kobolds sniffed as they approached him and gave appreciative yips, licking Jake's muzzle and dragging him towards the shallow edge of the pool. Jake, uncertain around so many unfamiliar kobolds, nervously let them lead him, body tensing. When the pair began to scrub his well-used body, however, all that tension quickly fell away.

“Ahahaha... oooh, that feels good..." Jake moaned, the coarse brushes scraping delightfully across his scaly hide. Being covered in a hide of fine black scales was almost as weird as being very short and having a tail. Jake was slowly getting used to it, though it still sort of felt like he was wearing a very tight suit of fine snake-scales.

“Mmm, of course it does!" The red kobold said. He was scrubbing Jake's front and facing him.

“Who are you, friend-friend?" the blue kobold behind him asked. This male was dragging his loofah across Jake's shoulders. “I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting yet?"

Jake winced. He was really enjoying having his scales scrubbed, but didn't want to share his story with the kobolds. He was still not sure *what* to think of himself as; ever since his meeting with Szethraz he had felt confused on a very deep level. If he hadn't felt so very good it might have bothered him. “Oooh, I'm new. I'm, uh..."

“Jaaaaake..." said a guttural, rumbling voice from near the water's edge.

Jake looked to the side and saw Alice in all her masculine glory, muzzle glistening from her earlier fun. The drake's finned tail gently rose and fell behind him as his forepaws reached the water, dipping one webbed forepaw in. She looked at the water eagerly, instinctively drawn towards her new form's natural habitat.

The effect of seeing Alice in person- as opposed to the dragon's monitor banks- was like a gut-punch to Jake. “Oh Alice! I'm so, so sorry! I-I didn't know what they were going to do to us! Please, forgive me!" he pled.

While Alice listened, strangely enough she began to smile. “Jake, Jake, Jake..." She said, shaking her head. “This... this is really weird, I know." she rasped, lowering her muzzle. Her eyes lit up. “But I *like* the new me!" she said, flexing her powerful forelimbs and stretching out her huge male body. “You have no idea what it's like to be the smallest girl in the office. Heck, I was the smallest gal pretty much everywhere! Now, I'm the biggest guy!" she purred, tail waving and hindquarters arching. Her male-slit was parted by the first half of her tapered cetacean cock, the organ tensing with lurid promise.

Still swamped with guilt, Jake bit the front of his muzzle-tip. How could Alice have ever felt inferior when she was so bright and beautiful, he wondered. There was no denying that Alice the proud, powerful blue drake seemed more comfortable with her new self. “I wanted to date you, you know." he said.

She grinned and licked her muzzle. “I knew. Course I knew! And darlin', a girl is only going to wait so long for a guy to ask."

The kobolds sandwiching Jake, who had resumed lightly brushing him, tittered with laughter. Jake blushed fiercely, his tail splashing through the water with agitation. “I... I didn't know if it was okay! I didn't know what to say!" he yipped.

Laughing, Alice shook her long neck. “Yes... and work did have a way of bein' in the way." She cocked her muzzle sideways and sniffed the air, licking her lips again. “Mmmh, Jake... why do you smell so good?"

“Szethraz, the dragon... it's his, uh, musk..." Jake whimpered. The kobolds straddling him leaned forward and gave the sides of his smooth head- still sticky with dragonseed- kisses.

“Rrgh, oh yeah..?"

Alice lowered her muzzle towards Jake and licked across the bridge of his snout. The three tongues drew soft, hissing moans from Jake. Even partially washed from his scales, the sticky essence was still potent enough to affect all three of his friends. Jake squirmed as hot tongues assaulted his muzzle and earfins from all directions, twitching about in the cool, shallow water.

Jake felt a swoosh over his head, and looked up in time to see Alice leaping into the water. The heavy drake hit the water with barely a splash, her smooth, sleek form cutting right through the surface.

Underwater, Alice flicked her tail and kicked her hindpaws, twisting herself towards the kobolds before swimming forward like a shot. Quickly entering shallow water, the blue drake aimed herself right at the trio of 'bolds, cresting the water with a terrific splash. She grabbed hold of Jake and crashed back down into the water with him, pinning the kobold against the shallow, curved edge of the pool.

“Grhg! Jake... you know, I've been waiting for you..." Alice growled, lightly biting Jake's tail and yanking it up with her muzzle before darting her snout under the scaly appendage. She shoved him down onto his bellyscales with her forepaws, then snaked her flexible neck under his twitching tail. Her muzzle spewed warm jets of moist breath through her maw and against his tail-hole before she opened her salivating maw and kissed his sticky hole...

“Yeeep!" Jake yipped. His eyes shot open when he realized *what* he was doing and *who* he was doing it with. Alice's big tongue shot into his tail-hole, licking his cummy, stretchy passage. “YIP!" Jake yowled again, a hot shiver of embarrassment shooting up his spine like lightning as he felt start to Alice lick his scaly butt with her huge tongue under the water. She was surely tasting the kobold cum Katrat had unloaded in his ass... and loving it, to judge by her guttural purrs.

“A-AAAAYYYIIIP!" Jake moaned, his voice cracking as Alice ravaged his sensitive rear with her tongue and muzzle, making out with his leathery pucker. He shook mightily underneath her warm, webbed, snakeskin-smooth forepaws, tail flexing up higher and higher as she made out with his rear end. He'd watched her at work on a plethora of male kobolds through Szethraz's monitors, but feeling the real thing on his own sensitive tuchis was an entirely different affair.

Staring down at Jake's black-scaled kobold butt, Alice felt her erect cock pulse in the water. Slowly the instincts that came with having a male breeding tool were coming to her. Jake's grey-purple tailstar winked and glistened with saliva from her lickings, clenching and unclenching in an erotic rhythm. She knew deep inside her altered mind that she needed to put her dick as deep into that tiny entrance as she could; only such a taut, tender, tail-covered hole would truly satisfy her eager prick.

“Mmm... mine..." Pushing herself up on all fours and crawling atop Jake, Alice rocked the hard, throbbing length of her pride between the smooth supple cheeks that made up Jake's butt. “You are mine. *This* is *mine*." Alice pushed her rock-hard cock against his ass. She butted the back of Jake's head with her snout, snorting up more of the arousing dragon-seed still clinging there. “Rrgh... ready to be *my* girlfriend?" she huffed to Jake.

Jake meeped, but vigorously nodded his assent. Ever since being transformed into a kobold, being pinned by a bigger male was weirdly arousing. Alice's dominant drake instincts seemed a perfect match for his own altered desires...

“Should we leave you two love-lizards alone?" the blue kobold who had been scrubbing Jake asked. He and his companion were in the water up to their chests as they watched the drake stand over him, grins on their muzzles.

“Rgh? Oh... no..." Alice replied, returning their smiles with one of her own. She pressed Jake further up the edge of the pool with her forepaws, until his hindquarters were nearly horizontal. Rocking her hips backwards, she ground her drake cock against Jake's butt and up his cheeks and tail-base, then down in between his hemipenes, pushing his smaller cocks apart with her thicker, harder meat. “Why don't you two give Jake some attention, while I make him my mare..."

The two kobolds eagerly complied, wrapping their muzzles around Jake's 'penes and eagerly sucking his cocks. As they did, Alice slowly worked the tip of her drakehood closer and closer to Jake's tiny, twitching hole, gently jabbing against his tender pucker. Exploratory teasing did not satisfy her lust for long; once she found just the right position, she lined herself up with Jake's tailhole and pressed the pointed tip of her drakehood forward, deep, deep into his tight butt.

“Aarrghhh..." Alice growled, sounding pained from the sheer depth of her relief. To fuck Jake felt so right! Yes; males like her *did* need to put their poles into tight places and fill them, and there wasn't anything quite as tight as a kobold's ass. The pleasure! The thrill! The satisfaction! Jake kobold rear was so small she knew she wasn't ever going to fit all her impressive dick into him, but she was going to stuff his delicious warm depths with every bit she could!

“AHHHH-!" Jake moaned, his tailhole *throbbing* around the large drake-dick buried in his comparatively-tiny tush. Still, despite the difference in size between them, the drake's mighty thrust was nothing but pleasurable. “Ah-Ahhhhh!" the kobold moaned again, his muzzle trembling from the strenuous ecstasy of being claimed by a phallus nearly as big as his tail. Deeper into his clenching tailpassage the smooth, tapered, slimy cock drove, passage eased by all the kobold seed lubricating it. The waters around them grew splashy and choppy...

“Ahhh, yessssss! Oh, Jake!" Alice hissed, her guttural cries still slightly jarring to her own ears. Jake's tight, hot, moist tail-hole was begging for her seed. Her tongue lolled and her eyes lidded as she clutched her forepaws protectively around Jake, feeling every tiny movement his small body made. His hot hole clenched around her throbbing cock as she pressed herself into him, driving her meat deeper into his sweet, scaly ass.

Jake's eyes watered as he took thrust after butt-slapping thrust from Alice, her drakehood filling his tailpassage and pounding his tight hole in all the right ways. “Oh, Alice~!!" he yelped, scaly limbs trembling under her pounding weight. He was grateful for the two warm muzzles suckling on his exposed hemipenes; he could feel himself getting close to cumming already.

Alice snarled, her first time with another male destined to not last long. She hugged Jake tight and pulled most of her massive meat out of his ass, pushing into his pucker and giving his tender kobold prostate shallow, rutting thrusts. Snarl shifting slowly into a guttural moan, Alice felt her internal anatomy starting to undergo the convulsive beginnings of another male orgasm. But it felt so much more powerful, so much more *urgent* now that it was going to go into Jake's eager hole! Alice could feel Jake's small scaly cheeks clenching and squeezing all around her cetacean cock, eager to receive her load. Her throbbing maleness pulsed rapidly...

“Jaaaaaaaakeeeeee... ahhh... ahHH!" Alice hissed, her muzzle contorting into a fierce grimace as she came into her lover. Panting hard and closing her eyes, she unloaded blast after blast of her hot fishy cum deep into Jake's tight kobold ass. His already cummy tailpassage pulsed around her dick as she filled it up with potent jets of drake cum. Alice huffed and licked the dragon-cum on Jake's head as she continued to stuff his ass, squirt by glorious squirt. The drake kept thrusting erratically into her lover's clenching rear, the water around their mating bodies gurgling and turning milky as the excess squelched out.

“YIIIP!" Jake yipped. More yips erupted from his muzzle as he felt Alice's huge drake orgasm pump into his tailpassage. Anal pleasure exploded through Jake's ass as his tail-hole was again creamed, this time much, much harder than before. Katrat's kobold climax had filled his butt nicely with it's volume and warmth; Alice's creaming was on another level entirely. Jake could feel his tailpassage stretching to contain the volume of thick liquid love being forced into it, each massive blast of hot, goopy drake batter more pleasurable than the last until he was cumming, too.

Feet kicking involuntarily in the water, Jake moaned and twitched under Alice as twin orgasms wracked his reptilian 'penes. His matched loads squirted into the muzzles of the kobolds sucking him, the other males eagerly swallowing his ejaculations down. Unlike Jake they had little trouble dealing with their partner. The sexually-experienced kobolds slowly milked his lizardlike hemipenes for all they were worth.

When it was all over, Jake felt Alice's hard, heavy pole of draco-dick start to pull back from his tailpassage, more of her cum spewing from his hole with a tremendously lewd splurching as her tapered length left his butt. His tail-hole clamped shut around the smooth tip of her meat as it popped out his hole, guts now just as warm and full of sperm as his stomach was. Almost soundlessly Jake moaned, tongue drooling from his muzzle. His small body was now full beyond all reason from all the seed stuffed into him.

Falling over onto his back on the dry land, Jake moaned and smiled at Alice. His tail-hole pulsed, sticky and tender. The proud drake was licking her chops and wagging her tail, cock drooling thin strands of seed into the water as she admired her work.

“Waaait, friends! Mmm, you have nice-nice tongue, yes?" the red kobold asked, swimming to the edge of the water as he spoke to Alice.

“Care to share with ussssss?" His blue-hued companion hissed, still wiping the excess of Jake's load from his muzzle as he swam over to join. The pair of kobolds leaned over the edge of the pool and raised their asses and tails, wiggling them at the male drake.

“That isssss... a darn tempting offer. Yes; I think I *will* have your asses, koboldses!" Alice hissed. She turned to Jake. “Jake... go take a shower. I'll see you later; you will be sleeping with me in the warrens tonight. Good?"

Jake nodded vigorously. “Oh, yes!" he said, tail wagging between his legs as smiled up at his new... girlfriend? The kobold shivered with contentment as he watched Alice set to work on the butts of his bathing buddies, tongue drawing yips and yowls of pleasure from the other males. Watching her dominate other kobolds brought weird feelings of pride to Jake.

After watching for a few moments longer, Jake rolled himself onto his belly and pushed himself to his feet, stumbling towards the one free shower.

Jake stood underneath the hot water for countless minutes, letting his scales soak in the heat. He closed his eyes and sighed, patting his extremely full belly as he dreamily recalled all that had transpired in the past day. It hardly seemed real, but whenever he began to think he'd dreamt it all he opened his eyes and looked down at his smooth, black front and clawed toes.

After spying a loofah and some soap along the wall, Jake grabbed them and began to scrub his scales as best he could. He felt a second brush unexpectedly pass along his tail, and turned to see Katrat behind him with a faint smile on his muzzle.

“Mmm, want to help each other get clean, apprentice?" Katrat said, squeezing Jake's tail playfully.

Jake was about to greet the other kobold when a warm wave of fresh dragon musk struck his snout with physical force.The gold kobold's scales were literally dripping with slimy dragon-musk! “Wha... what happened to you?"

Katrat's mustard muzzle blushed, and for one the clever kobold seemed to be at a loss for words. “Ahh... ehehe, well.." he prevaricated, beginning to again scrub the top of Jake's tail. “You see, shortly after you departed from master Szethraz's chambers, our liege returned himself to his full size and, uh... put me in his slit."

“Oh, wow..." Jake said, holding a moan back by biting his muzzle-tip.

“Right! Well!" Katrat nervously shifted his weight from foot to foot and flickered his tail behind him. “Anyway! Let's get clean, and then put you and Alice through orientation. We'll have you two start work proper tomorrow. And tomorrow evening, you will be spending time with me learning your sorcery."

“Right!" Jake replied. Work was the last thing on his mind, but if he could do anything the dragon needed then he would give it his all. The idea of pleasing Szethraz filled him with inspiration.

Jake and Katrat washed each other's scales under the hot shower, and the rest of the day passed quickly.

After drying off, Katrat took him on a short tour of the offices and lair. Jake again felt eyes all over him as he was escorted through the warrens, this time attached to kobolds snickering at how obviously cum-packed he was. But Jake was sufficiently tired at this point he had to tune them out to pay attention to Katrat. The perceptive sorcerer soon gave him one of his old robes to wear, which Jake happily wiggled into.

Not long after being shown around, Katrat took note of Jake's lidding eyes and took him to a bedchamber. After a few seconds of searching the sorcerer located a bed with room to spare and helped Jake squiggle past three of their sleeping clan-mates, all of them happily, nakedly dozing on the same bed.

There was something really appealing in sleeping together for the new kobold, in a way that wasn't entirely sexual in nature. Jake felt comfortable and safe on an instinctual level feeling the weight of his clan-mates legs, arms and tails lying on and under his body on the bed. He would have never been able to sleep in such a packed room with so many other as a human, but as a kobold the low din of activity from other slumbering kobolds calmed him further still. All those kobolds were like him and liked him for being like them. Before he could muse much on how *different* he now was, Jake found himself dozing off to sleep.

When Alice crept into the bed to join him, the soft foam sank deep under her heavy paws, briefly waking Jake and the others as she relaxed her huge body up against the wall, parallel to Jake and facing his feet. She and he curled their muzzles towards one another and exchanged a quick kiss, Jake able to taste a faint hint of kobold musk on his lover's tongue.

The pair dozed off together with their clan-mates, as content as could be.

****

Over the next few months, Jake found himself and his new 'girlfriend' adapting well to life in the dragon's lair. He spent his days working with her and the rest of the kobolds on their master's myriad legal problems, and his nights riding Alice's thick drake-dick. Or being mounted by her from behind. Or swallowing her loads until his belly was swollen and his throat sore. Or having her tongue his tail-hole until his hemipenes exploded. Or...

Jake turned and shared a smile with his girlfriend, who still insisted on identifying as female even when her massive cock was spurting virile loads of hot wiggling sperm into his ass. The way their relationship had developed since their startling transformations, it was looking more likely that Alice would be putting an egg into him than the other way around. It had excited the kobold to learn that with draconic sex magic such an unnatural feat was indeed possible. If they decided wanted to bond on such a deep level...

At the moment the two of them were out on a quest for the draconic lord, who required one last emergency expansion to his legal team. Jake could see through the illusion magic cloaking his male drake lover, her enchanted tie making her appear to onlookers like a very tall and fat man instead of the lean, muscled, finned beast she was. Jake the kobold stood next to her in a similar state of nakedness, though to all present he appeared to be a very small, short woman.

“These pens are extremely... ineffective," one of the frustrated lawyers grumbled, as he tried to re-sign his document for the third time. He examined the weak, watery ink on the paper closely, then sniffed at it. “Does this smell off to anybody else?"

“Yeah. Smells like gator." One of the lawyers said, sniffing his own pen.

“How exactly do you know what that is?" Another questioned.

“Gator huntin'." he replied.

Jake smiled as he watched his magic slowly start to take affect. The noses of the lawyers who had unwisely sniffed their enchanted pens began to grow broad and sink down into their mouths, already starting to jut forward into muzzles.

The people present, fixed as they were on their work, did not notice the strange changes befalling them... at first. A nearsighted man saw his glasses slowly creeping down his face and pushed them back towards his eyes. Others adjusted themselves in their plush executive chairs as their tailbones grew, and the men adjusted their legs as a tight pinching tucked their testicles up inside their groins. All of them found themselves having to scooch forward as, inexorably, they shrank.

Jake and Alice walked behind the woman at the head of the conference table. The senior lawyer was just beginning to realize something odd was up, but as keen and capable as her legal mind was the unfolding transformation of her team was entirely outside the realm of her reason. Her mouth fell open as she watched scales pop across the shrinking noses of her aides and junior lawyers, in shades of brown and blue, red and rose, green and gray...

“What's with this clause on page four here that says that we agree to indefinite suspension of, quote, mammalian capacities?"

“Well, it is related to these claws..." Jake answered, dropping part of the illusion magic. His human hands disappeared like the mirage they were, revealing his scaly, black fingers and short, curved, obsidian claws. He gently brushed the front of the head lawyer's pantsuit, stroking the short, growing, reptilian penis she didn't realize she had been growing.

“Gyaaaaah~!" she shouted, squirming in her chair a burst of kobold-pre erupted from her newly-sprouted dick. Everyone turned to watch as their boss rapidly changed from older human woman to a mature kobold male, her face extending into a smooth serpentine black muzzle as her voice cracked and changed.

Panic ensued. There was a mad rush to the door, promptly interrupted by the fact all of the fleeing lawyers were disappearing into their clothing and becoming tangled up in it. Shoes, suits, pants and dresses fell to the floor, propped up by the shrinking bodies inside them. The men ended up wading out of their clothing wearing nothing but ties, socks and underwear, while the women were left with bras, panties and pantyhose. Their underwear tented in the back as their tails grew in, and then in the front as arousal swept through them.

A changing woman grabbed one of the shrunken men by his tie, yanking him out of the shoes, pants and coat he'd been swimming in. “Eeeyip!" the startled man yipped, hair raining off his balding head as he was pulled into the former female's embrace. The two of them yipped as his dick and hers touched through their undergarments, and the pair pressed their bodies together as they continued to change into kobolds.

One fleeing male had fallen over as his tail burst through the back of his boxers, overbalancing onto the carpeted floor. The man behind him, fascinated and starting to grow his own tail, kneeled over and started to stroke his colleague's new limb. As he did, a third man watching them clutched at his tie and un-did it, stroking his increasingly-smooth, tapered, reptilian dick as he shrank to proper kobold size and oggled his friend's changing tail-sprouting asses.

Another of the attempted escapees was a female lawyer who ran face-first into Alice's rear end. She had been turning to see what was happening to her hissing co-workers when the uncannily-fast 'man' darted in front of her. The lawyer hit the musky, leather-clad muscle of Alice's rear, the illusion magic covering it dropping instantly at the touch. She looked up, awed, into the massive drake rear filling her sight, her clit swelling and throbbing and growing into a kobold-penis as she began to rub her muzzle-like face against the beast's comfortably firm and musky backside.

The last of the fleeing lawyers was about half-kobold by the time he reached Vankeek at the door, his panicked yells turning into high-pitched yips. The leather-clad kobold sucker punched the man in the gut. “Sorry mate!" Vankeek said, picking the shrinking lawyer up by his shoulders as he clutched his belly. “Can't have ya disturbin' all the humans out there with yer yippin' and squealin'..."

The muscular kobold yanked down his studded leather breaches, flexing his tail upwards in a quick stretch before turning and presenting his ass to the changing lawyer. The kobold rogue's butt was so thick and toned the curves of his cheeks formed bulging globes of gluteal muscle, unlike the relatively smooth and reptilian rears of his less-athletic tribesmen. The lawyer-'bold got one good look at it before his proto-snout was stuffed under the back of the rugged rogue's loincloth. At first, he tried to fight Vankeek's strength. But as he continued to change into a kobold, the musky aroma of the rogue's under-tail became irresistibly erotic...

The lawyers who had remained sitting continued to shrink into their clothing as their bodies became wrapped snug and tight in scaly coats and tails sprouted from their rear ends, as if remaining calm and composed would halt their bizarre transformations. Two female lawyers sitting across the table from each other stared at their co-worker's changing bodies as they shrank and sprouted claws and muzzles. Panting and hissing, they crawled across the table towards each other, tails jutting from the back of their dresses as they met in the middle and furiously began to kiss.

The two seated men left their own chair to joinethe females on the top of the table. Drawn towards the female's shrinking, tightening, tail-sprouting butts, they groped and squeezed the women's asses as scales swept down their slender, panty-covered curves. Tail groping became tail-hole sniffing, then ravenous rear-licking, as the male's faces pressed forward into muzzles and the lawyers indulged their growing attraction to tender, taut, leathery butts. The changing, moaning women hissed as their tails burst from the back of their panties, and their partners licked their scaly cheeks and bare puckers. The two females deepened their kiss as they watched each other get eaten out by the horny male lawyer-bolds behind them, clits just starting to swell and plump into another sort of sexual organ entirely...

Jake surveyed the room with a smug grin on his muzzle. Most of the way changed towards their new, male kobold forms, the barely-clothed lawyers were a hissing, panting mess halfway towards a proper orgy. His heart soared with pride at all the new cute, competent, capable servants his master was going to have, and the sort of rewards that the kobold could look forward to. For now, though, the looks of lustful bliss on his new clan-mates as they explored each other's altered bodies was reward enough. The only leftover reminder of their old identity, aside from their relatively un-changed voices, were the ties left on the ex-men. But former females mounted their partners with just as much enthusiasm...

“Very good work, Jake!" Katrat said, gleefully backslapping his apprentice. “I have to say, you've taken well to your studies."

“Thank you, master Katrat!" Jake yipped, enjoying a teasing tail-grope from his superior. He was going to be happy to orient all of the new kobolds later. He had to agree with Master Szethraz; kobolds were so much better than humans. Even the sorcerers, assassins and lawyers were cooperative and friendly and *cuuuuute*... just like him.!

It had taken him some time to adjust to idea to the idea of being a kobold, a diminutive minion of his mighty draconic lord. But what Szethraz had told him had been true! As a human, he had been a very different sort of servant. One without quite so many friends, or so caring of a master. Instead of living out of his lonely apartment or anonymous hotels, he had the camaraderie of his den and clan-mates. And instead of being dictated orders by senior partners via e-mail, Szethraz gave him tasks while scritching his back and head and tail lovingly...

Jake sighed with happiness as he fondly recalled his many quasi-intimate sessions of petting with his dragon master... and the devious plotting that would precede and follow. Oh, the joys his new clan-mates would discover!