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[b][u][center]Becoming a Perverted Ornament[/center][/u][/b]

[b][u][center]Part 1[/center][/u][/b]

[b][u][center]For NerubianKnight[/center][/u][/b]

[b][u][center]By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Axel knelt at the edge of a spillway, running his hand along the top edge for any cracks between the ground and the concrete that was – theoretically, at least – supposed to be flush with it. The civil service had done a pretty good job at selling the idea to the city council, but all of them knew that ‘flush with the ground’ was an exaggeration that was almost never going to happen. Once the concrete was set and allowed to expand and contract with the weather, there were always going to be gaps. The main issue was making sure that the gaps didn’t get too big, or get to the point of having cracks in the concrete itself.

The capybara sighed under his breath as he scooted down his chunk of the spillway. Other engineers that had been hired by the city were working on other chunks a few miles up and down the spillway, but he was on his lonesome out here. It was better that way; nobody bothered him, nobody distracted him, and…

Well, if he ended up getting bored, nobody would be around to see what he looked at on his phone.

The gray-furred, white-bellied capybara blushed at the thought, shaking it out of his head before sliding toward the side of the spillway. Dragging a rope and anchor from his belt, he jammed it into the dried earth at the edge of the spillway before sliding down. It would keep him from being washed away if any sudden surge ran down the canal and allowed him to get back out, and he couldn’t count the number of times that he’d seen some idiot newbie slide down without securing themselves.

He hit the bottom of the spillway, dusted off his pants, and glanced up and down the long canal. It was empty as far as the eye could see, turning a right angle about half a mile to his north and extending well out of sight going south. The sun beating down from above felt hotter than usual down in the canal, and he sighed, rubbing his forehead.

“This is going to be a long, long day,” Axel muttered.

It was important, he told himself as he walked along the bottom of the canal. The concrete had to be checked every few months to make sure that the spillway was up to code for when the rainy season came around; if it broke during the floods, then the ground could go to shit, and that’d mean even more repair-work come the dry season. And more to the point, floods out here could get seriously bad.

But that didn’t mean that the work wasn’t tedious as hell. Checking miles of spillway every day for cracks in the concrete was as boring as boring could be, and that was before he had to start making notes of anything that had gone wrong. Every time that he saw something even vaguely discolored, he groaned, praying to some unseen god that it was just some dust and not something that he’d have to make meticulous notes over and file later. Every time that he knelt down, dusted off the spot, and found that it was just the dust, he whispered a thank you to whatever happened to be listening and continued on.

He had covered just under half a mile worth of concrete when he heard something from up above. Footsteps were coming his way, and he rolled his eyes. It was probably either some clueless supervisor or a citizen that was getting too close to the spillway for something that they weren’t supposed to be doing. Either way, he wasn’t particularly happy to have to deal with them.

“Hey, whoever’s up there, I’m working!” Axel shouted.

“Working is a relative term,” a feminine voice called back. “And I’m looking for someone.”

“Well, if you’re some concerned mom looking for a kid goofing off, you’re in the wrong place. Haven’t seen anyone all day,” he yelled back, hoping that they’d take the hint and bugger off.

They did not. Instead, the source of the voice leaned over the side of the spillway, and Axel’s eyes almost bugged out of their sockets.

The speaker was not just a woman, but a dragoness, and a dragoness that had come out into the hot summer sun completely naked. Breasts the size of his head hung from her chest, purple scales turning into something darker and almost more regal at her nipples. Her eyes glowed with the same sort of tint, almost like they were lit from within somehow, and as she stared, he couldn’t look away. There was something too fascinating, too impossible about the creature before him for him to get a word in.

She walked right up to the edge of the spillway before stopping, and he looked down, past her breasts down to her – her cock, to his sock. A big, uncut cock hung from between her legs, pushed forward by a pair of balls that had to be twice the size of his own, and heavy as sin. He bit his lips as she put her hand on her hips, cocking them to the side, and his eyes bugged out further as he saw something behind that sac. It looked almost like some sort of feminine slit, but that –

“Are you someone familiar with waterworks?” the dragoness asked.

“What?”

“I asked, are you familiar with waterworks? Do you understand fountains, water features, and all that mess?” she asked, waving her hand dismissively.

“…What the hell are you doing out here naked?!”

At least he’d finally managed to get that question past his lips. He was starting to wonder if he’d been able to talk at all at some point. Shaking his head, he waved back toward town.

“Get out of here. You’re going to go crazy in this heat, if you haven’t already. Get some clothes and –”

“I’m fine, save for the fact that I’m becoming incredibly bored. Now, do you know anything about that or not?”

“Lady –”

“Yes or no?”

“Look, I’m not here for –”

“Yes. Or. No?”

“Ugh, why do you think I’m out here? I’m giving all this shit an exam for –”

Axel hissed as his entire body seized up, his arms falling to his sides and his eyes going wide. Every muscle in his body tensed up at once, freezing him in place and keeping him from moving an inch. The dragoness smiled, slowly taking one step forward…but she didn’t fall. The air beneath her soles shimmered as she walked on it as if there was some invisible platform between him and her, and his eyes widened further as she used it like steps to make her way down to him.

“Splendid. I’ve been hoping to find a little addition for my garden. Now, really not suitable as you are – let me see what’s hiding under those clothes and what I’ll need to fix.”

He wanted to beg for an explanation, but his hands were already moving. He would have yelped, whimpered, or even whined, but his body was no longer under his control as her eyes glowed brighter still. They moved to his belt, undoing it and leaving the tools and securing line behind. He unbuttoned his shirt, shrugged it off, and reached for the buttons of his pants.

“Mm-hmm, that’s better…Hmm, your muscles aren’t bad, some nice designs on the arms and chest. The blue stripes are a nice touch. But what do you have under your pants?”

She was so…casual about this. Why was she so casual about this? Why was she naked? What in the hell was going on with this dragoness?

There were no answers for him as his pants hit the ground and he was left standing there, naked as the day he was born, his mouth hanging open and his cheeks burning like the sun despite her control. The way that his cock jumped as soon as his pants hit his ankles didn’t make it better; if anything, that only added to the humiliation of the moment, and he wanted nothing more than to –

[i]Expose yourself. Show off. Get hard.[/i]

Hard.

Harder.

Hardest.

His cock reached full erection, jumping up against his belly and exposing all nine inches that he had between his legs. His breath caught in his throat as his body pushed forward, hips thrusting as the dragoness curled her finger. He couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, only expose himself to her as she looked down at his cock with a small smile on her face.

“Mmm, it will do. As a start. Step out of those shoes, now.”

The capybara had no choice but to do as she said, his feet leaving his workboots as he stepped onto the hot concrete. He hissed as his feet made contact with the hot surface, but he couldn’t even jump from foot to foot to try and mitigate it. He had to stand there, staring straight ahead as the dragoness circled him. The feel of the hot ground hissing against the bottoms of his feet was half-torture, half just weird as she circled him, her fingers tracing lines along his back, his hips, his ass –

“Not bad, not bad. Certainly soft enough for fucking when the mood strikes, heh. Have you been used before?”

“Only by toys,” his mouth said without him having a chance to stop it.

“Hmm, a pity. Too busy?”

“Too scared.”

“Too scared? Ah, one of those. Oh, you will be fun to change up. Now, come with me.”

She walked ahead of him. He hadn’t realized that she was so tall; he was barely five-foot-four, and she was nearly seven feet in height, which meant that ass was very close to eye-level for him compared to what it would have been for someone else. He couldn’t reach out, couldn’t grope it, but his cock throbbed all the harder as it swayed back and forth, barely covered by her tail as she walked ahead of him.

His legs moved without his orders, following her up that invisible stairway that she had somehow conjured for herself, up and out of the spillway and into the desert. He was shocked to see a limo waiting a few hundred feet away; he’d never heard it pull up.

The sand was worse than the concrete as he walked over it, spilling between his toes and nearly burning him on several occasions. Yet, at the same time, the sheer humiliation of walking naked in public was something that he had never experienced before. He wanted to cover himself, wanted to keep anyone that might see him from getting an eyeful of his private parts, but at the same time –

[i]This is just like those videos…[/i]

Axel burned brighter and brighter as he remembered the stuff that he’d been looking at last shift. There were all kinds of ‘public sex’ videos on the internet, all kinds of things where people went out in public naked or worse, and then got their freak on. He’d watched men and women walking around in public, in the open, on city streets, only to squat down and either finger themselves or get off some other way to the thrill of being naked in public.

Even now, he imagined what it would feel like if someone else were to walk down the spillway and see him like this, hard as a rock and following some impossible person to a limo that shouldn’t be there. It would be the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to him, and probably a job-killer. At the same time, his cock had never, ever been harder than this, and he bit his lips as he feared and hoped for that to happen at the same time.

“Mmmph…ah…ah…”

“Heh, not used to the hot sand? I suppose that’s to be expected,” the dragoness said, shrugging. “We dragons are used to the heat.”

“Nnngh…”

“You can speak later. I don’t really have any interest for that use for the mouth right now.”

“Mmmph!”

“Actually, when we get in the car, I might not have use for that conscious mind of yours, either.”

They reached the limo. She opened the door first and gestured for him to get in. As if he could do anything else. He stepped forward, sliding into the blessedly cooler back of the limo, and she followed, shutting the door behind her.

The car was off before they could put their seatbelts on, and the capybara shivered as she pointed to the floor of the car. He fell, his knees clicking as they hit the carpeted floor, and she extended one leg.

“Lick,” she said, wiggling her toes.

His mouth opened and his tongue slid out as he crawled to her. No sooner had his nose brushed her sole than he was breathing in a completely different scent, and the burning in his cheeks spread right up to his mind.

[i]Hot.[/i]

[i]Sexy.[/i]

[i]Soles.[/i]

[i]Sexy Soles.[/i]

[i]Hot Soles.[/i]

[i]Sexy Soles.[/i]

[i]Get Horny.[/i]

[i]Get Needy.[/i]

[i]Get Drippy.[/i]

His cock twitched, throbbing up against his belly and spitting pre-cum across the floor as he knelt before the dragoness. Her foot dragged across his face, pressing against his lips before the biggest digit slid inside. The pressure of it against his tongue sent a different shiver down his spine, and he humped the air before he could stop himself.

“Lick,” she said.

[i]Lick.[/i]

[i]Serve.[/i]

[i]Indulge.[/i]

[i]Enjoy.[/i]

[i]Love feet.[/i]

[i]Love service.[/i]

Each sniff, each lick, brought more of that sense of need home. Axel was swimming in it, his mind filled with the image of her long, beautiful purple feet, the soft toes and the short claws drawing his attention as much as the narrow sole and the soft, barely-wrinkled flesh of the underside.

His vision swam as she stroked the side of his face with her other foot, surprisingly clean, and as he dragged his tongue along her toes, cleaning the space between them of sweat and musk, his thoughts were slowly smothered beneath the new ideas of sole service.

#

He ‘woke up’ in the middle of a hotel hallway. Axel stopped in mid-step, blinking as he realized that the air conditioning made him feel better and more comfortable than he had been for the last hour. It also blew right between his legs, right over his –

“Ah!”

The capybara covered his crotch, biting his lips as he realized that he was completely naked. He whipped his head around, looking over his shoulder. A carpeted hallway led back to an ice machine and the elevator, with windows all along the other wall. He looked out of them, saw that they had to be at least eight floors off the ground – maybe higher – and then turned around –

And there was the dragoness, looking over her shoulder at him and starting to turn around. Axel froze in place as she turned to face him directly, a half-hard erection pointing down at the ground that swayed from side to side as she came to a complete stop.

“Hmmm, it looks like you finally came out of it,” she said, chuckling. “I thought that you’d be out for the rest of the day. I suppose all that chill air finally cleared the heat out of your head, heh.”

“What…what happened? Where are we? Who are you?”

“We’ll start with the last one. Mistress will do for now, I think.”

“You – you – you think – I’m not –”

“And you are ‘Fountain.’”

“F-Fountain?”

“For the function that you’ll fulfill when you’re all trained up and we’re back at my place,” she said, smiling. “Now, as for where we are, I don’t particularly know what you would call it. For me, it’s an inn, and a greater than usual one, but quite serviceable. We’ll see what the room is like when we get there.”

“What – you – I –”

“Oh, dear. You’re not thinking straight. Here.”

She leaned against the wall and lifted one leg off the ground. He looked down and saw her sole –

And stared. His eyes were locked to that soft, damp-looking foot, his breath catching in his throat as he kept staring. The world faded away, leaving him looking at nothing but her, nothing but her soft, lovely, encompassing sole. His eyes stared harder and harder at the underside of her foot, his breathing slowing down, his body going limp –

“Follow.”

#

“Wake up.”

Axel woke with a start, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging agape. The taste of salt, sweat, and something else lingered in his mouth, and he was flat on his back in the middle of a strange room.

The capybara sat up, whipping his head around –

“Are you going to listen this time, or am I going to have to do all your training while you’re out cold, hmm?” The dragoness smiled at him from the foot of a hotel bed. “You’re becoming less interesting by the second with all this fighting.”

“…I…I’ll listen,” he said.

“That’s better.”

She leaned back, and the posture made it impossible for his cock not to keep twitching like mad. He wasn’t even sure what had happened to him after passing out in the car or in the hallway, but if he was going by the sheer excitement that coursed through his nethers, he was pretty sure that he hadn’t been allowed to cum for that period of time. A shiver ran down his spine as she pushed her breasts forward, almost as if offering them, and her cock made his asshole clench hard just under his tail.

“Now, Fountain. Let me explain something to you. I came here looking for someone that would help with a little bit of gardening back home.”

“…Gardening.”

“Yes, gardening. I need a few new statues in mine, and ones that have a little bit of knowledge of how to work with some water features I had in mind would be a plus. And you are…suitable enough,” she said with a wobble of her hand. “Could be better, and I might improve you later, but a good enough starting point.”

“…Thanks, I think?” he said.

“You’re welcome. For someone that was putting out as much perverted energy as you were, though, you are remarkably quiet. Are you one of those that never got around to exploring your needs?”

“…May I ask a question? Other than the one I just asked, I mean.”

“You may.”

“Why are you talking like this? You…don’t sound like you’re from around here.”

“…Heh, of all the questions you could have asked, it’s amusing that you’d pick that one. But you’re right; I’m not from ‘around here.’ In fact, I’m not even from this planet. I’m from a few universes over.”

Axel might once have accused her of being completely insane. Some part of him still kind of wanted to, were it not for the fact that she had knocked him out with just a glance at her foot, and prior to that, completely controlled him as he walked out of the spillway and into her car. Whatever she was, she wasn’t someone that could be considered ‘normal,’ and any insistence of doing that was just a one-way ticket toward making things worse. He nodded slowly, showing that he understood.

“Good boy. Now, tell me. Do you understand what your fate is?”

“…To be a decoration?”

“Almost. To be a [i]perverted[/i] decoration. You will stay completely naked, and hard, and when you’re not being put to use as a decoration outside my house, you’ll be inside it fulfilling whatever need I come up with.”

“…And, um, are there…limits to this, or – there’s not?” he said as she shook her head. “There’s not. Oh god. Ooooooh god.”

“You say that as if it’s a bad thing.”

“I…well…”

She waved her hand dismissively.

“It doesn’t matter. You’ll be ready for it soon enough. All it takes is a little training.”

“A [i]little[/i]? You – you think that you can just –”

She lifted her leg up, and just like before, his eyes drifted down to her exposed sole. She clenched her toes, and it was like something had just wrapped around his mind, forcing it down, forcing him to keep staring and not letting him look away.

“Speak. What have you learned?”

“I am a foot fetishist,” he said, unable to stop the words from coming out of his mouth. “I am obsessed with your sweaty, musky feet. I want them on my face and in my mouth as often as possible. When I see your bare feet, I will fall into an obedient trance and be unable to look away until you release me. I will crave to feel your soles on me, and beg for the chance to hump between your feet –”

The dragoness chuckled as she lowered her foot to the floor once more. As soon as it hit the carpet, it was like the pressure on his mind disappeared. Axel gasped, going limp and slumping down on all fours as he felt the pressure ease.

“That is the power that I have over you, little one,” the dragoness said, shaking her head. “I will make you what I want you to be. I will do what I want to you, and you will thank me for it by the end.”

“How…how?”

“Because I am a dragon, and where I come from, dragons are like gods.”

“…”

“Look at me.”

Axel wasn’t sure that he wanted to. He wasn’t sure that he dared look at her with what she’d already done to him with just a little bit of time. But at the same time, he knew that refusal probably wasn’t possible.

Probably. God, that was as arrogant as it got, wasn’t it? Thinking that he ‘probably’ didn’t have a chance to refuse her. There was no way in hell that anyone could refuse someone that was this powerful. Axel slowly brought his eyes off the floor, looking from her legs to her cock, from her cock to her breasts, and finally up to her face.

The purple dragoness fixed him with a glowing stare, and it was as impossible as he’d already known it would be to look away. She held him with that glance, cocking her head to the side as she extended her tail to him. It coiled just under his chin, gently tugging him forward as she kept him looking right into her eyes.

“Confess to me.”

“Confess…what?” he managed to ask.

“Confess what you want,” she said with a small smirk. “Confess to me what you won’t even admit to yourself, and you’ll know you need this.”

“I…”

He didn’t even know what would come past his lips if she made him talk now. He didn’t know what secrets lay inside. There were hundreds of different pornos that he had watched over the course of his life, and many of them hadn’t really been that good, but what if there were dark secrets that she’d force him to go through for real? What if all those fantasies, all those little hidden ideas, were dragged out and made real under her?

What if he became exactly that, nothing but a pervert?

Axel tried to resist, but those eyes glowed brighter and brighter, their light washing over his mind, and as they glowed, he could no longer resist. One by one, the words came rushing from his lips.

“I want…I want to be seen…seen naked…seen covered in cum…”

“Good boy…keep talking…”

“I want to be marked…to carry someone’s mark…and scent…”

“Yes, and?”

“I want to be stretched…used…trained…To be put to work as…as a sex toy…a sex worker…make money for my owner with sex…”

“Go on…let me hear them all…”

The words kept coming, dragging up fantasies that Axel had honestly forgotten about over the years. Yet, they’d clearly been stored in his subconscious, forced down, kept there until this moment, and he was forced to relive the ideas again and again as they were forced out of his mouth.

“I want to be on my hands and knees, my ass pressed back for you and anyone else…for cocks and fingers…and fists…I want to be a public…public use boy…to be filled and emptied…over and over again…I want to be…a foot licker…a toy…I want to be a seat for others…to put my tongue to use…”

His face burned brighter and brighter with each fantasy that he was forced to remember, and yet, at the same time, his cock throbbed harder and harder between his legs. His balls felt heavier than he ever remembered them being before, and he whimpered as he felt his hips twitching, thrusting against the air.

“I want…I want…”

“Say it, Fountain. Say it.”

“I want…you…to use…me – Nnngh!”

He came then. He came from the sheer humiliation of being forced to admit such perverted things, and as he came, he spurted his seed all over the ground, the carpet, and between her toes. It wasn’t just seeing it happen, but hearing it happen as the slime coated the top of her foot and spread between her toes, that made him groan and cum a little more…a little further…a little more messily.

Finally, his orgasm wound down to nothing again, his cock finally starting to sag under his belly. The dragoness tilted his head back further, and he was made to rest his chin on her leg. It was embarrassing and yet, as she brought her hand down on his head, oddly comforting at the same time.

“I knew I was right about you.”

“Nnngh…”

“You’re going to learn to serve, and you’re going to love every last thing that I make you do.”

“Nnngh…mmmph…”

“And that humiliation? It will become the most delicious spice of kink for you. I will not take that away; I’ll just make it feel too good for you to be able to stop, no matter how much it embarrasses you.”

He wanted to argue, to push back, to fight in any way that might make a difference, but the more that she talked, the more that his cock twitched to life again. She pressed it against his stomach with her cum-covered toes, making a squelching sound that made it feel all the dirtier, and him all the filthier.

“You want to be a good little toy, don’t you?”

“I…I…”

“You already said you do. And sooner or later, you’ll say it without me having to make you.”

“…”

“Now, be honest. Do you want to leave…or do you want to stay?”

“Does it matter?” he whispered.

“Not to me. But to you? Heh…I think it matters a great deal whether you want to stay or not. You’ll be stuck here, and if you love it, it’ll be far more pleasant than if you hate it.”

It was a painfully accurate statement, and he groaned as he realized just how helpless he actually was. Even breathing was a reminder of the sheer potency of the creature in front of him; he could smell both her cock and her pussy musk from where he knelt, and his mouth watered somehow for both. The confessions forced from his lips were not any better, and just knowing that she knew all those fantasies that echoed in his skull and deep in his soul made him feel more vulnerable than he had ever been in his life.

Was there even any point of trying to escape? She said that she was from several worlds over, so that meant that she had to have some sort of device for getting there and back, right? What was the point of trying to get away from someone that could travel distances like that? What was the point of…

Of…

“Nnngh. I don’t know,” Axel muttered.

“That’s probably the most honest answer that you could give,” the dragoness said with a small nod. “But like I said, for me, it doesn’t matter. It’s all down to you. For now, though, start sucking my cock.”

“…”

“It’s going down your throat one way or another; I’d suggest giving it a try willingly before you start having to get used to being face-fucked.”

The casual way that she said that was still so hard for him to process. His life was not a sexual one. He’d never been down to the clubs, never done more than date a few people that had a slightly kinkier life than him. He’d never indulged, never gone further than the most vanilla sex possible. And here he was, faced with a creature that not only took his free will away, but planned to use him and train him to go further than any fantasy that he’d ever had.

He didn’t know what to say to that. What could you say to that?

She turned his head toward her cock, and he groaned as he was dragged closer and closer to it. The head lifted up just enough to rest against his lips, and he opened his mouth to allow it through. The first taste of it had the same odd flavor that had come from licking her toes: heady, potent, a bit salty, and heavily musky, and as he kept licking, he could feel it doing something to him. It slid further and further down his muzzle, into his throat, and –

[i]Obey.[/i]

[i]Enjoy.[/i]

[i]Good bitch.[/i]

[i]Good slut.[/i]

It was the same thing that had happened before, and he closed his eyes tightly as he whimpered around it. She was already changing him again, already conditioning him, and…and he was enjoying it. His body was already tingling, happily pulsing with pleasure the way that it had been only moments before.

“Good boy,” she said, rubbing his head. “Good boy. Suck it deep, because here it comes.”

And as he sucked that shaft down his throat, he wasn’t disappointed. It was huge, and it felt…good.

It felt…right.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Axel is an engineer that happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time as Drakina hunts for someone new. (Note, this was written before Drakina's currently settled canon, so this isn't how she lives now, but it was semi-canon at the time)

Tags: M/H, M/Intersex, Drakina, Dragoness, Capybara, Mind Control, Foot Fetish, Humiliation, Exhibitionism, Body Control, Confession, Oral, Worship, Orgasm, Cum, Miniseries, Musk,