{"sf1_id":null,"sf2_id":"eq5OL7Ge","title":"Welcome to the Machine","author":"CaptainMemes","words":10209,"posted_at":"2026-06-25T21:18:57.000Z","tags":["A Male Dragon Dies in an Accident and Becomes a Mount","AU","Accidental Death","Alternate Universe","Amputation","Anal Sex","Bad Ending","Begging","Body Horror","Body Modification","Body Worship","Castration","Cock Worship","Consensual Non-Consent","Crack","Creampie","Crying During Sex","Dark Crack","Death","Depression","Dirty","Dirty Thoughts","Doggy Style","Dragon Sex","Dragons","Feminization","Filthy","Forced","Forced Feminization","Forced Objectification","Graphic","Identity Loss","Large Cock","Memory Loss","Mindfuck","Modern Day","Mount","Mounting","Non-Consensual Body Modification","Non-consensual Sex","Objectification","Phermones","Rape","Sad Ending","Sci-fi","Science Experiments","Science Fiction","Second-Person","Sex","Sexual Content","Subversion","Subversive Ending","Suicidal Thoughts","Vaginal Sex","Wet"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/eq5OL7Ge-welcome-to-the-machine","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/eq5OL7Ge","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"You, a male dragon, wake up in this mysterious room and are unable to move.  \n  \n Once you look around, you discover the dark truth, for you were in a nightmare that was reality.  \n  \n You wished you never woke up, for you were no longer a dragon anymore, at least in a way...","content":"W-Wha…?\n\nYou see blackness.\n\nBut now, your eyelids have gained sense in them.\n\nAnd as of now, they only emulated darkness.\n\nWhy?\n\nWell, because that could mean only one thing.\n\nThere was light beyond.\n\nAnd so, you realized you were still amongst the realm of the living, and you slowly peel your eyes open, blinking a few times to get out any sleep, and…\n\nWait.\n\nWhy did they…feel different?\n\nThey were more…rough, heavier.\n\nAnd the view…\n\nIt was more…smooth…?\n\nWhat?\n\nWhy…?\n\nYou squint as you awaken to the time of the daily cycle, the Sun out and beaming through a wall of slightly angled windows in front of you, the panes separated by wooden crossbars, likely due to the creation of the architecture.\n\nOh…\n\nIts daytime.\n\nThe celestial star was glowing over this piece of earth right now.\n\nYou felt the warmth on you.\n\nAh, yes…\n\nYou wanted to get up and stretch your…\n\nWait…\n\nYour neutral line slowly slipped into a slight frown.\n\nWhat…\n\nWhy...?\n\nW-why couldn’t you feel your legs?\n\nYou know, your limbs?\n\nAnd…why weren’t they responsive?\n\nOf course, as a dragon who had four, you wanted to know.\n\nYou dipped your head downwards towards were your front ones were.\n\nMaybe they were just asle-\n\nNo.\n\nLooking down was a _mistake_.\n\nYour eyes widen as large as dinner plates.\n\nWhat…\n\nW-What?\n\nWHAT!?!?\n\nWhen you gazed down to see your limbs, you discovered a horrible truth.\n\nYour legs weren’t there.\n\n**_W-WHAT!?!?_**\n\nYou feel your heartrate go up.\n\nYou look down at yourself and see…\n\nNo.\n\nThere wasn’t…_anything_.\n\nNo. Nothing.\n\nNot even stumps.\n\nYour body was a perfectly shaped dragon barrel, but it was completely smooth and round.\n\nAnd…\n\nWait.\n\n**_W-WHY WERE YOUR SCALES GREY!?!?_**\n\nThe characteristic plates of Dragonkind on your hide were replaced with an endless synthetic material, in the pattern of diamonds, but not individual scales!\n\nYou felt it. It was synthetic and rubbery, so durable, so perfect in its sheen.\n\nWha…\n\nW-Wha…\n\nAnd…\n\nThere were two white and rounded slabs in front of you, lowered quite a bit from where you were, along with a black metal ring in the floor in front of you with equally dark triangles in a spiral inside, as if closing something.\n\nW-Wha…\n\nYou stare at where the round platforms connected, where your main body lay, curling your neck like a crane.\n\nAnd…\n\nA-And…\n\nYou twist your head and…\n\nOh.\n\nO-Oh Bahamut.\n\nYour body was stuck on a table, belly downwards into its silvery surface.\n\nYour gaze travels along and…\n\nNo, **_NO!!!_**\n\nBahamut! Your back!\n\nThey didn’t have large and leather wings sprouting out, but instead…_nothing!_\n\nYour wings weren’t there!\n\nYour Bahamut-given gift…_gone!_\n\nAnd, what’s worse, your eyeballs, or, what you _perceived_ as eyeballs, caught the other truth.\n\nYour rear legs were also gone, just like the front ones.\n\nAnd your tail, meant to guide you in flight amongst your draconic brothers and sisters wasn’t where it should be above your rear.\n\nNow you began breathing heavily.\n\nYou face forwards once more.\n\nYou try your best move them, to move what was no longer there, and didn’t feel any sensation whatsoever. Not even phantom ones.\n\nIt was like they didn’t exist.\n\nYou try to move, move anything at all, but couldn’t.\n\nYou didn’t feel any bones on the outside that could move you. You couldn’t even shake the platform you stood on.\n\nAnd…\n\nWait.\n\nYou felt something else.\n\nIt was in your abdomen, just below the center of your body.\n\nYou felt it, them.\n\nThe _tubes._\n\nYou felt a constant push and pull of substances in and out of you, for they were connected to you where you weighed the table down. There were several entangled tubes of clear material, flowing vital fluids in and out of your body.\n\nThey were _nutrients_, meant to keep you alive, while others filtered out anything that could be deemed as _waste._\n\nThey all went down, spiraling into a black round crevice of metal and into the floor, something you would never see.\n\nYou were constantly being fed and had what was considered useless swirled right out.\n\nIt flowed right into you, like a web of waters being poured into a hole in you that defied gravity. And yet, it didn’t make you feel full, for what was taken in had something taken out in return, a constant tug of war of artificial design.\n\nNo.\n\nNo…\n\nYou couldn’t do anything about it even if you could.\n\nYou were essentially a limbless dragon, modified into Bahamut knows what, and unable to move from your position.\n\nYou tried so hard to get some movement from your position, stretching your neck to move forwards, but no, it was futile.\n\nAfter a bout of trying to wobble in order to get off, you began to breathe in exertion, leading to a heavier dose of liquids propelling themselves into your body.\n\nBahamut…\n\nYou were basically a draconic _potato_ with what little movement you were capable of besides your head and neck.\n\nW-What…\n\nW-What…happened to you?\n\nYour memory banks try to find books hidden in the shelves, and shockingly come up short.\n\nYou expected a great explanation, and all you got were visions.\n\nYes…\n\nYou remember. You were in some sort of _accident_, but what _kind_ of accident? And what kind of accident causes you to turn into…_this?_\n\nAnd your _name!_\n\nWhy couldn’t you remember your **_name!?_**\n\nIt was something all dragons have upon hatching with loving parents, but you just came up blank.\n\nIt simply made no sense!\n\nHow could this have happened to you?\n\nAnd…w-why?\n\nBahamut, why? What did you do to deserve this?\n\nHow…\n\nHow can you even consider yourself a _dragon?_\n\nNo, think of what you have! You still have a windpipe, even though it felt more…_rigid_, and you still breathed! You still felt your lungs, and your heart was beating, albeit faster than a quicksilver. You also felt your horns on the back of your head even though you could never hope to see them, feeling the blood in the little vessels within the bone. You also had eyes and a dragon muzzle, although you felt that your teeth were way smaller and more _pokey_ than anything _sharp_. Your tongue also felt _fake_, having stretchiness it shouldn’t have, and the buds were so microscopic that you didn’t feel bumpiness on the roof of your jaw.\n\nWait, shouldn’t you have a _tailbone?_\n\nYou try to wiggle it, try to find some part of you that remained and…and…\n\nYou felt it.\n\nThem.\n\nYour _genitals._\n\nAt least the bones in your pelvis were left, giving your rump a shape, but what it contained was far from natural and was _wrong_, _so_ wrong.\n\nInstead of being hidden, they were surrounded by the same smooth and factory-made material akin to rubber, your skin not even a mockery of dragon scales.\n\nYou felt it, them.\n\nYour _tailhole_, or…just _hole_, was no longer hidden and was shockingly warm. The anus _blinked_ and showed blackened material inside.\n\nAnd…worst of all, was at your _groin_.\n\nYou remembered being a drake, with a pair of _testicles_ tucked inside of you, filled with your sperm to impregnate a dragoness, along with a respectable endowment, a _penis_, to do the job.\n\nBut that wasn’t what you felt.\n\nNo, no, that _wasn’t_.\n\nNo, for you instead felt not a _drakehood_, but instead a _vagina_, folds forever out as opposed to being hidden beneath scales until the pieces were needed.\n\n**_B-BAHAMUT!!!_**\n\nYou tried to deny it, focusing all of your power at that one spot in between where your back legs could be, trying your hardest to feel anything remaining of your drakehood, aiming to get _hard_ and feel the blood in it.\n\nBut no, no, you couldn’t.\n\nYou instead _winked_ it, winked this new hole that you had, and instead of having a dick leak _pre_, the mound instead got hot and _moist_, the folds opening and closing in some vein attempt to feel a pair of internal balls and a cock.\n\nBut no, you had a _dragonesshood_ permanently open to the world.\n\nNo…\n\nBahamut no…\n\nYou no longer had _testes_ and a _dick_ to impregnate with, for you now had the dripping _cunt_ of a female.\n\nHow…\n\nYour spirit _crashed_.\n\nHow…why…\n\nYou felt wetness in your eyes.\n\nAt least you could do that.\n\nNo…Bahamut…no…\n\n_What…what’s…happening to me…?_\n\nW-Why?\n\nWhy would anyone do this?\n\nWhy would Bahamut do this?\n\nYou couldn’t even consider yourself a _drake_ anymore. The only thing that denoted you as a male was your masculine _voice_, but that was it.\n\nAnd even when you attempted to find your sacs, you came up empty.\n\nIt was like they were phased out of your body and removed, or perhaps they shriveled up and died as they disintegrated.\n\nAll that happened was the fluttering and moistening of your _folds_.\n\nWhy…\n\n**_WHY WAS THIS HAPPENING TO YOU!?!?_**\n\nYou began crying.\n\nYou lost almost everything that made you a drake besides your vocal cords.\n\nThe best you could do was uselessly open the flaps of your grey-lipped _snatch_ like a pair of scissors, forever changed into…_whatever_ you were!\n\nAnd so, you gained great depression as your tears fell from your synthetically covered “_skin_” of your muzzle and plopping onto the wooden planked ground.\n\nWhy…\n\nW-Why was this…happening to you?\n\nYou asked all the questions, but the answers evaded you.\n\nYou were wallowing in your own sorrow, with nothing but this shifting vent and puckering hole above it when suddenly…\n\nYou were broken out of your lamentation for what you’ve become when you heard something, the tears momentarily drying up.\n\nIt was…a voice.\n\n_“You may now proceed to the chamber.”_\n\nIt was a cold and emotionless one belonging to a male, something that he lost besides his personal identity. It was also synthetically communicated through speakers unseeable to him.\n\nYou snake your throat around, wanting to find the source.\n\nYou crane your neck around your wingless back with ruined eyes and see oak double doors with golden handles, angled and durable to raw strength, a specialized rug going from under the platform you were stuck on and went under it where your sight couldn’t ever go.\n\nW-Wha…\n\nW-What was…\n\nW-Who…?\n\nThen…all of a sudden…\n\nThey opened.\n\nThey revealed what surprised you a bit.\n\nIt was a strong and powerful _earth drake_ of dark emerald scales, woody horns sprouting from behind his head, and seeing with a pair of sapphire orbs. With a pair of great membraned wings, he began to stroll in with his four, three-toed paws.\n\nThis was a _true_ dragon, with gifts you could never have ever again.\n\nHis snout breathed with his mouth, long and flexible tail swaying behind him, giving you a bit of a stare as you curved your only movable part besides your folds. He stood straight as he connected with your fearful eyes, rather perplexed that this bizarre _thing_ was…_looking_ at him.\n\nHe was attentive and…quite confused.\n\n_You_ were confused.\n\nW-What…\n\nW-What was a drake doing here?\n\nYou internally gasped.\n\nCould…\n\nCould he help him?\n\nYes!\n\nHe could!\n\nHe…\n\nHowever, the monotone voice that felt like it was from a dead scientist spoke out.\n\nAnd it gave him a very dark truth.\n\n_“You may now proceed to the mount.”_\n\nW-Wha…\n\n**_W-WHAT!?!?_**\n\nYou…y-you…\n\n**_YOU!?!? A MOUNT!?!?_**\n\nYou were turned into a **_mount!?_**\n\nYour mouth was agape.\n\nThis…_this_ was what you were turned into?\n\nA stand meant for…\n\nNo! You weren’t! Never!\n\nHowever, your thoughts akin to crashing trains were halted by the muscular and hefty drake behind you.\n\nHe made creaks in the flooring.\n\nHe was walking towards you, w-which meant…\n\nNo…\n\nN-No!\n\nT-That meant…\n\nNo! Bahamut _no!_\n\nYou barely saw it, but you peered at it when it hung to the side.\n\nYou saw his erect _drakehood_, dark red with a pointed cone for a tip, slipping from underneath his crotch and to the side with his steps.\n\nIt looked _big_.\n\nNo…\n\nHe…\n\nH-He was planning on mating you!\n\n**_NO!!!_**\n\nYou couldn’t move, for it was like you were glued to the table’s surface, forever trapped in the cell that was your body.\n\nThere was no escape.\n\nYou became desperate, you shook your head at him with pleading eyes.\n\nNo…\n\nNot this…\n\nY-You’re not…\n\n“_N-No…p-please…_”\n\nYou begged him, your tear-lined orbs filled with eternal fear.\n\nNo, you can’t be _this_…\n\nNo…\n\nYour voice came out like a fellow drake like himself, and he stopped his clacks with his claws as he held himself.\n\nWhat…?\n\nThe mount…stared at him and…_talked?_\n\nWhat was…\n\n“W-Wha…?”\n\nYou heard him ask as he tilted his head somewhat in this situation.\n\nHe saw that your eyes were once flooded with salty tears and that you were scared, and rightfully so.\n\nYes!\n\nPlease!\n\nHelp!\n\nYou weren’t this…_this_…this _thing!_\n\nYou weren’t a _mounting stand!_\n\nPlease…you…\n\nHowever, like from death himself, you heard the technologically transferred voice once more.\n\nIt turned your blood into _cold ice._\n\n_“It’s just a machine. Proceed.”_\n\n**_W-WHAT!?!?_**\n\n**_NOOO!!!_**\n\nYou’re not a machine!\n\nYou’re a living creature!\n\nYou’re not just something meant to be mated with!\n\nNo!\n\nHowever, like some sort of hypnosis, it worked on the drake. He just simply shook his head, believing that it was just his imagination as his inner draconic side took control, for he wanted to mate.\n\nHe made his last steps forward.\n\n**_NO!!!_**\n\nBahamut no! P-Please…\n\nYour voice somehow didn’t let anything out.\n\nWhy?\n\nAll you did was shake your head as he made his way towards your rear.\n\nThe only thing you could do besides that is fiddle with your leathery folds, which only beckoned him to continue towards you.\n\nNo…\n\nThen, in one fell swoop, he hopped onto you. You felt the massive pressure of his mass above you, caging you in as his paws went snuggly into the circular platforms to your sides. His breast plates smoothed over your bare back.\n\nNo…\n\nT-That was what…\n\nNo…\n\nNo.\n\nNo!\n\n**_NO!!!_**\n\nN-No…\n\nYou gasped.\n\nIt was happening.\n\nYou felt him.\n\nYou felt his rounded drakehood on the outer lips of your gleaming _pussy_, the head just at the peel of where your _vulva_ was. You felt it grinding into your folds, the intense heat _incinerating_ your outside.\n\nNo!\n\n_Nonononononono!_\n\nPlease, Bahamut, no!\n\nHowever, you felt…_aroused?_\n\nWhat?\n\nNo!\n\nYou…\n\nIt shouldn’t feel good, what…\n\nNo! This was bad! This couldn’t be happening!\n\nBut it did.\n\nThe drake shifted his rear legs and slightly pulled them back.\n\nAnd just like that, it was too late.\n\nYou felt the head of his cock grinding into your new hole, feeling the glue-like pre leaking into your entrance.\n\nIt was so unbelievably _hot_.\n\nN-No!\n\nHowever, your internal pleas were of no use.\n\nHe slipped in.\n\nN-No!\n\n**_NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!_**\n\nThe head of his dick was guided into you, the pointed edge penetrating you with little effort.\n\nYou let out a tortured whine.\n\nYou began to tear up once again, your horror coming to fruition.\n\nNow, the only thing left for your slit to do was to be filled by the dragon’s cock.\n\nAnd that, it _was_.\n\nHe slid more of his shaft into you, the thrust effortless as you began to feel a searing burn in your dragoness-like cunt. It blew you up and spread your unexplored insides wide open as you felt his thickness feeding endlessly into your shining hole, unable to do anything about it except _feel_ it become a part of you.\n\nN-No…p-please…\n\nYou let out more pathetic whimpers.\n\nWhile it was very discomforting to have your inner tunnel so spread wide open for the first time upon letting the penis in, it didn’t burn at all and no real pain amounted from it.\n\nIt was like you were built to take in the dragon from the very start.\n\nN-No…\n\nThen, you felt it.\n\nHe began _rutting_ into you.\n\nIt started with a grinding pull from your already filled genitals, making you feel the afterimage of desert-like _heat_ in your folds, involuntarily gripping onto him as he made his exit. However, he rectified this by doing a firm thrust into your gaping pussy, so utterly occupying your space once again.\n\nNo.\n\nIt wasn’t your space anymore.\n\nN-No…\n\nYour resistance was all but shattered as he began to _fuck_ you, drilling into your mound as you were unable to stop him. The only movement from your position was the table moving back and forth like a _teetertotter_ by a few millimeters, only to pull back the same amount.\n\nHe mounted and pounded you like a _stud_.\n\nThe drills became relentless as you shed more tears, lost and forgotten like who you were. That burning rod that was his fat cock drove into your vagina with reckless abandon, for he never cared about you or your feelings.\n\nYour _eyes_ wept just as much as your _cunt_ wept juices that were discharged involuntarily around his rounded cylindrical cock. Were they even from you? It didn’t matter, for you were just what the drake saw you as.\n\nA mounting stand.\n\nYou felt the inserting and removal of his drakehood, only to ruin you again by giving a firm thrust into you.\n\nN-No…\n\nBahamut…no…\n\nYour dignity was all but lost, for you were now a dragoness hole meant to be filled, to be bred, for you were meant to accept it and to be filled with his _cum_.\n\nAfterall, you were what the deadpan director said to the drake what you were as opposed to acknowledging you.\n\nYou _were_ just a mounting stand after all.\n\nNo, no!\n\nStop, no, you’re not a breeding stand, you’re a dragon, a person!\n\nYou have to maintain your identity! You’re a _dragon!_ You’re a…\n\nAnother thrust.\n\nYou felt each and every vein and sinew of his staff, so hot and _thick_ as he had his way with you, pumping his dick in and out like you were a submissive female.\n\nT-This…w-was what _dragonesses_…_felt?_\n\nYour eyes have all but dried up at this point, with nothing else to feel but the driving of the drakehood into you, _plaps_ on your pert, boney _ass_, and, worst of all, your deepest nightmares coming true.\n\nNo, nightmares were better than this!\n\nYou should have just died…\n\nAt least then you wouldn’t have to feel the internal humiliation of being turned into…_this!_\n\nIt went on and on, the drake _ravaging_ you through your hole meant for dragon cocks. You felt each sputtering of pre into your canal, so expanded as it was being filled to the brim with male flesh.\n\nIt was like an electrical outlet in the wall. He plugged into you like the hole you were, for that was your purpose now.\n\nYou were a _sacrifice_ sent for _execution_ on the hill.\n\nA _cow_ sent to be _butchered_.\n\nA _lamb_ sent to the _slaughter_.\n\nYou tried your best to resist at the start in your cry for help, only to be quickly rejected like some used scribble meant to be thrown away.\n\nHe didn’t see you as anything other than something meant to be fucked.\n\nYou internally cried, but nothing came out for you were too discouraged and emotionally ruined to do so, not that you could do anything about it anyways. You wanted to _die_, you prayed to be put down like a _dying dog_, but nope, you just kept on living like a hunk of _dragon meat_, primed for the taking by a fertile drake looking for a dragon to have fun with.\n\nBut then, there was a paradigm shift.\n\nThe more and more you felt the stuffing of the virile male’s drakehood, in your own sadness for your failure to be like him, a dragon with their own life, you felt little pangs of something.\n\nAt first, it was nearly unnoticeable, like a candle in a dark cave, but the more you felt of the green drake’s cock in your behind, you began to feel…\n\nF-Feel…\n\nGood?\n\nNo!\n\nThis shouldn’t feel good!\n\nThis should feel awful, _abhorrent!_\n\nBut it wasn’t like you got a choice in matter, for there was something else that you had no knowledge of, but was true regardless.\n\nIn the bundle of tubes below you, forever attached to the inside of your lower body, was _one_ that was filled with something other than nutrients or water.\n\nIt was instead filled with _pheromones_.\n\nIt spread throughout your overly changed body, and slowly but surely became a part of you _forever._\n\nThey were meant to make you subservient, to turn you into what they deemed you as.\n\nA mount with a squishy dragoness hole and an anus to be _ruptured_.\n\nIt was slowly turning you into willing participant and was surely going to destroy your mind.\n\nYou began to feel it when this side of you began to admit that it felt pleasurable, and, like a war between armies, your consciousness silently fought to maintain control.\n\nBut only one side was going to persist.\n\nNo!\n\nThis wasn’t what you wanted!\n\nN-No! You’re a dragon…_you’re a dragon…_\n\nBut your words did nothing, for the drake kept on ramming his member into your dragonesshood, clacking with your pelvis as he rolled his hips into your own.\n\nBut…\n\nBut…\n\nIt felt so…so…\n\nWait.\n\nYou then began to feel…something else.\n\nIt…\n\nIt was…something…_foldable_…\n\nIn you.\n\nYou felt his tip…push into _something_…\n\nSomething…_malleable_.\n\nLittle did you know that it was something akin to a _cervix_, except it was never meant to be opened by anything living, _ever_.\n\nThe kiss of the penis head against it sparked neurons across your body.\n\nYou couldn’t take it.\n\n“_OHHHH-_ **_OHHHHH~!!!_** ”\n\nYour mouth let out a masculine _moan_.\n\nNo.\n\nYou couldn’t hold yourself.\n\nYour defenses were dropping, and it showed.\n\nBefore, you just tried to close your flaps to _keep_ him from coming in.\n\nNow, you _wanted_ him to _stay_ in.\n\nBefore, your vent was just _moist_.\n\nNow, you were _sopping_ _wet_, constantly soaking his endowment with your arousal.\n\nIt only served to make your submission easier, as it allowed your suiter to more swiftly slam his dick into your _sloppy_ hole.\n\nYour juices came out profusely. They spilled onto the floor, but it was useless, like your attempt to believe that you were anything but a fucking stand.\n\nHe growled in dominance as he thrusted into you like you were a toy.\n\nHe had his way with you, breeding you like a dragoness.\n\nYou felt him leak out more of his penile _slime_ as he wiped it along your inner walls.\n\nIt stimulated you to no end.\n\nYou began moaning, serving as ammunition for his assault into your cock hole.\n\nHis erection kept on being a forcing mass in your body and you began to feel your intense heat get much warmer, for your body began to want this.\n\nNo…\n\nYou...you’re not a…\n\nLike a wall, your resolve collapsed. All previous thoughts of no longer being this…_thing_ had all but disappeared.\n\n“_OHHHHH-_ **_UGHHHHHHH~!!!_** ”\n\nIt was another set of mating cries befitting of a living mounting stand, who was nothing more than a pale imitation of a once great creature and a sex you never even were before.\n\nBut then, you began to like it.\n\n_Really_ like it.\n\nLook at you.\n\nLook at yourself.\n\nYou were a nice and perfect mounting stand, meant to forever be mated until your bones broke.\n\nAnd you began to like that possibility.\n\nThe pheromones have poisoned your mind permanently, becoming a _slave_ to it.\n\nBut _were_ you?\n\n_Were_ you becoming a slave?\n\nOr was this what you wanted all along?\n\nYou were just a mounting stand after all…\n\nYou became wanting, became _needy_…\n\nYou felt every bit of his monstrous cock into your caves, and…\n\nIt began to mess you up for eternity.\n\nYou wanted to produce more fluids to coat his cock with to let him fuck you easier.\n\nYou wanted to squeeze as hard as you could, to feel him more.\n\nYou…\n\nYou even wanted to _move_ so you could rock your hips into his and into his maleness.\n\nBut no, you couldn’t, for you’re just a _rack_ meant to be filled.\n\nYour throat began to get raw with how much _ecstasy_ you began to voice, urging him to fuck you more _thoroughly_, for you wanted it, _no_, you _needed_ it.\n\nYou needed that fat cock in you, and you needed him to _fill_ you with his cum.\n\nNo…\n\nYou…\n\nYour last stand was taken down so easily as you finally gave in, gave into the pleasure, your _desires_.\n\nThe pounds no longer felt like something you wanted to avoid, but something you wanted to _savor_ as you clamped onto his dick with never-ending ferocity as the glowing red _phallus_ cursed you with its charm.\n\nNo need to fight any longer.\n\nJust give in.\n\n_You were just a mounting stand after all…_\n\nThe being that was you was a perfectly willing _sheath_ to a massive _sword_.\n\nThen, you began to feel an intense _warmth_, a pull unlike anything you’ve ever felt.\n\nYou no longer had testicles, for it only meant one thing.\n\nYou were about to orgasm.\n\nYour groin muscles tightened as the drake’s scarlet rod made you feel his heartbeat as it thrummed with need, just like you.\n\nYou were about to cum.\n\nYou poured more of your fluids. You wanted this.\n\nYou wanted to cum.\n\nYou want to cum so bad.\n\nYour gaping pussy lips were constantly filled with meaty cock, throbbing endlessly to drive you over the edge.\n\nThen…\n\nThen…\n\nYou gave in.\n\nYour battle was lost before it ever started.\n\nYou came.\n\nYou came _hard_.\n\nYou let out a screechy roar as you were destroyed forever.\n\nIt was too much, as your previous life slipped away into the aether, never to be seen again.\n\nYou clamped onto his penis as hard as you could, for you let yourself loose.\n\nYou orgasmed.\n\nOh…sweet…_sweet_ release…\n\nSugary streams overflowed from your parted nethers as your mind shattered. His endowment was still wedged in your vaginal slit, and it felt like your attempt to compound him was fruitless.\n\nYour bursts of your climax that made you roll your eyes into their sockets coated his penis in _gallons_ of _lubricant_ straight from your pleased snatch.\n\nThen, all of a sudden, like a _flaccid dick_, you collapsed.\n\nBut there was the truth.\n\nYou couldn’t collapse except in energy and will, for you no longer had limbs to even do that.\n\nStars popped into supernovas and blew your mind to ashes.\n\nYou began breathing heavily as…\n\nOh…\n\nOh…\n\nThat…\n\nThat was…\n\nA-Am…mazing…\n\nBut you still felt him.\n\nHe still acted as a battery ram in you, and now that your afterglow ended, you began to pant even more like the needy hole you were.\n\nThe tightness you wanted to feel around his pointed tower had lost its power, and you just let him pound you to submission, your voice all but lost as he began to utterly _obliterate_ your pussy.\n\nYour vagina just served to eat his dick and suck him back in. The sex was becoming too much for you.\n\nAnd yet, this drake was a strong one, filled with great stamina, and likely filled with a large amount of semen in his testes.\n\nYes…\n\nHe began to feel pressure.\n\nIt was in his loins, where the sacs were, and he felt the end that was coming.\n\nYour first time in this new form was coming to its conclusion.\n\nThen, it began all of a sudden.\n\nThe weight above you shifted somewhat as he gave one hearty thrust, one after another into your insides, always suctioning on your inner cervix-like cover.\n\nAnd it made you feel good.\n\nOne pound.\n\nThen a ram.\n\nAnd…\n\nIt happened.\n\nThe dragon mounting you unveiled his mighty wings, roaring to the tall ceiling in dominance.\n\nIt happened.\n\nYou began to flood with his cum, his dick spasming. He splattered his sperm into your inviting insides, penis ejaculating all that its worth.\n\nHe was virile. You felt him splatter his essence on your wall, dumping his cock milk from his seedy inner balls. The baby batter meant for impregnation was useless since you were permanently infertile, but your body was now turned into a great stove of goodness.\n\nThe thick and copious fluid made an example of you as something else began to occur.\n\nYour folds involuntarily close around it tightly, even _more_ tightly than you could manage on your own.\n\nWhat?\n\nWas something else…_controlling_ you?\n\nAnd something else.\n\nInstead of his semen spilling out, it stayed _in_.\n\nYou began to _inflate_, not full of helium, but instead with splashing _dragon_ _cum_.\n\nYou began to _bloat_, your long tunnel now expanding as your inner self from within your ass began get bigger. You felt _pregnant_ with how _heavy_ you were, and after _eating_ a massive _meal_ in your previous life with how _big_ you were.\n\nYou felt it _slishing_ and _sloshing_ until it only fed into the great pool of whiteness within you, becoming a part of the ocean of swimming sperm, like rain.\n\nAnd it broke you again.\n\nYou came again, albeit with much less fanfare and fluids, but your jolted mind couldn’t hold itself back.\n\nIt was just too much.\n\nAs he sputtered his seed in your ever-growing ocean of white, his member became a nozzle to fill you up like _jelly_ into a _donut_.\n\nYour belly had become heavy and your sides began to push out a little in a bulge, filling you to the brim.\n\nIt was a feeling you never had before, either because you lacked the memory to do so or you never did.\n\nBut that didn’t change the fact that it was the best thing you’ve ever felt. The way he busted his nuts for you was heartwarming, and the pushes of the white ejaculate into your inner chambers filled you with eternal delight.\n\nYou felt hot and heavy, heavy with dragon cum.\n\nPerhaps you were made to take it all from the very start…\n\nHowever, as much as you wanted it to last forever, he was a living being and was subject to limits.\n\nHis hefty testicles released all they could, rubbing his urethra _raw_.\n\nHe did his duty, he did his job, for he finally bred you.\n\nYou felt his ginormous weight crash onto your back as his tail and wings began to get limp. You felt the overwhelming amount of semen gunk up your insides, leaving his member completely overshadowed.\n\nIt began to soften to nothingness.\n\nDespite the end, you wanted to feel that hardness in between folds again, but _tomorrow was another day_…\n\nYou wanted the earth dragon to slam you down to rut you more, but it didn’t happen, for the mass on your back subsided as he shakily got up on where his paws were meant to go, and you felt his presence leave you.\n\nYou sensed his cock leaving you.\n\nThe pull was surprisingly slow, as your vulva crunched around it despite you just orgasming twice.\n\nThen, just like that, this magical experience you wanted to hold onto forever had come to its end…for now…\n\nYou felt the presence lodged in your snatch removed, leaving a little bit of a _creampie_, A little bit of his essence slipped out as your folds closed themselves like a bunker, his dick now floppy as it was covered white with himself and soggy with your fluids.\n\nYou barely noticed him as he slipped away from your presence, for that wasn’t what you cared about.\n\nYou were left with the remnants of your sexual high.\n\nW-Wha…?\n\nW-What…was…\n\nThat…felt…amazing!\n\nSo beautiful, so perfect!\n\nHe mated you like the perfect partner, reinforcing the fact that you were…\n\nThat you were…\n\nA mounting stand…\n\nHowever, something else began to shift.\n\nWhile you laid there, content as you were fed come from your dragonesshood, the mechanism in front of you activated.\n\nYou saw it.\n\nThe black triangles arranged in the spiral within the metal ring were retracted, and up came…\n\nIt was a flexible, tentacle, like machine, the mechanical limb itself made of a translucent and hollow material.\n\nOn the end of it was a dark spider-like mechanism as the flexible tubing snaked around like a serpent in an urn attracted to flute music.\n\nThe closed legs of this arachnid faced you in the face as you were still taking big huffs from the mating.\n\nYou saw it tiredly as it faced your own draconic maw, then…\n\nIt opened.\n\nIts legs sprung out, the metal limbs splayed at as you saw the bottom of it.\n\nIt was a blackened hole of flexible tissue.\n\nW-Wha…?\n\nW-What…\n\nW-What was…?\n\nYou barely had any time to ask, for like a mountain lion on poor unsuspecting prey, is struck.\n\nIt darted in an instant to your face. You felt it force your maw open lick they were force-feeding you as a baby. The claws forced your jaws to open wide, your pupils widening at the sudden movement.\n\nYou couldn’t close your mouth anymore.\n\nYou gave a surprised gulp as the hole made its way in your mouth, what was supposed to be your esophagus.\n\nYou felt…\n\nOh…\n\nO-Oh…\n\nThe thing that was considered your cervix then opened inside of you, the valve being reduced to open and release its supply of cum.\n\nYour canal was no longer a _canal_, just as much as you no longer had a _true_ rectum, for they were filled with stretchy and expandable material to sag with draconic seed. Both body parts ended in this blackened internal valve outside of your control, as they led to the same clear tubes within your insides that went instantly to your mouth.\n\nThis only reinforced what happened next.\n\nThe manufactured tendril began the vacuum. You felt sticky cum begin to be sucked from you, feeling every bit of its journey through your innards, for that was what they were meant to be.\n\nTubing for your collected semen.\n\nYou felt your tunnel deflate, becoming more and more cold, more and more empty.\n\nN-No…\n\nD-Don’t go…\n\nYou wanted to hold onto it, but could do nothing, for you were perceived as just an object of morbid and sexual infatuation.\n\nDespite its wanting to cling to your insides, nothing could beat basic pressure, for it began to be sucked from what you wanted to be a womb.\n\nThen, it came to your mouth.\n\nYou began hurling as your gag reflex was activated. You vomited the cum as it slipped into the tube, your eyes able to pick up every drop that was removed from you.\n\nYou belched it up as your tongue felt every bit of it.\n\nThe drake’s milk was so…salty, so…_viscous_…\n\nThe consistency was unlike anything you’ve ever had, not that you had anything to compare it to given that your memories ceased to exist right now.\n\nIt was so hot, so warm…\n\nIt was like buttercream to your tastebuds.\n\nYou could help but let out a little moan in between one of the folding into your throat making you puke it out.\n\nPerhaps that was why you had such a changed tongue and set of teeth.\n\nTo feel every bit of those sex cells swimming in the stream poured from a drake’s internal jewels to your insides, until it was ready to be expelled from your closed off systems with unknown purpose.\n\nYour tongue, so smooth, easily allowed you to spit it out and to have it burst with such great flavor that slammed into your mind like a baseball bat, and your teeth, so blunt, made the collection mechanism not super unlike your own easily suck it from your innards.\n\nIt was like you were swallowing in the opposite direction.\n\nAnd, just like that, your insides were relieved of their purpose as they were emptied to a world beyond your understanding.\n\nWithout further ado, it unclasped from your jaws, leaving you breathing heavily from what you just felt.\n\nYour insides no longer being natural muscles, but plastic tunnels with a person-created purpose.\n\nBut you didn’t need to care about that, did you?\n\nYou chamber where the gooeyness was being clogged up felt sad and vacant, with nothing to hold inside it.\n\nAnd the tube?\n\nTaking it from you?\n\nWhat kind of thing would do that?\n\nYou wanted it to stay inside, to feel like a water balloon filled with draconic semen.\n\nBut…\n\nAs you felt the remnants of ejaculate dribble from the sides of your mouth, the tube and the closed spider claws no longer needed you, returned back whence it came and the shadow triangles closed it up again like a top.\n\nYou…\n\nYou began to ask…\n\nW-Wha…\n\nA small resistance against an empire began to form, but it was doomed to be crushed, so you used them to ask the question.\n\nWhy?\n\nNo anger or sadness at what was lost, but just…_confusion_.\n\nYou regained fluttering of your folds, but, just like that, it was over.\n\nNothing remained except excess fluids that stained the floor behind you and drops of male sexual fluids in front.\n\nOnly the deep musk of sex and your own experiences with the lifetime changes remained.\n\nYou looked down at yourself.\n\nThis.\n\n_This_ was what happened to you.\n\nYou became something that was simply to collect semen from a drake and have it removed from suctioned out of you.\n\nYou wanted to ponder more about your thoughts, but you became incredibly doozy.\n\nYour first round within these new years ahead of you had taken its toll on you.\n\nYou suddenly became tired.\n\nYou tried to rest your head and neck on something to spend some hours alone to contemplate anything before your life of unhinged sex really began.\n\nBut no, even you couldn’t even do that.\n\nThere was nothing to lie on, so your neck was just hanging low as you attempted to sleep, only for the use of energy to keep you awake, for you would have to adapt to rest like this for the rest of your days.\n\nYour new life and home.\n\nThis was…y-your…\n\nY-Your life? Your existence? Your fate? Your…destiny?\n\nOr…lack thereof?\n\nYes.\n\nIt was your destiny, for it became your reality.\n\nYour new purpose.\n\nYou were a living and breathing mount.\n\nForever and ever, for all of eternity.\n\nThe next time a dragon came in to fuck you, you felt the last shred of resistance of your previous self, but the fight was meaningless, for once you saw his pulsing cock, you instantly became _wet_.\n\nIt ended just like the first time, the drake coming inside you with his sticky globs of white upon nutting in you, and you a moaning mess.\n\nYou were ruined forever as your mind began to deteriorate.\n\nNo longer did you see these changes to your body as something terrible, as something to be feared, but instead, you saw them as _gifts_, gifts that you _cherished_.\n\nYour previous life was wiped from your memories for good, for you didn’t need it anymore.\n\nWhy go back?\n\nWhy go back to a world of pain and suffering when you could be here and truly be happy?\n\nAnd your legs and wings?\n\nNow what would you do with _them?_\n\n_Move around_ with them?\n\nNo, you didn’t need dumb ol’ legs and wings, for you were content with where you were, where you could feel your vagina _squelch_ and provide music to your ear holes as you were rutted into.\n\nAnd where would you go?\n\nWhat was the point?\n\nYou didn’t want to leave.\n\nYou wanted to get ravaged by a drake.\n\nAnd a _tail?_\n\nWhy would you ever want such a terrible thing?\n\nWhy have something that’ll only get in the way?\n\nWhy hide what was true all along?\n\nYou had dragon pussy destined to be bloated and filled with hard, thick, long, fat drake cock to satisfy your needs.\n\nYou didn’t need a tail to hide what you wanted to show the world, what you wanted to show was true.\n\nYou also slowly lost the ability to speak.\n\nWho needed a voice anyways?\n\nOne with a set of salivating _outer lips_ didn’t need to speak.\n\nNo, you needed to moan and groan, to egg your stud on to pound into your waiting pussy even harder.\n\nBesides, what’s wrong with hearing your amorous thoughts in your head?\n\nAnd your _vagina?_ Your _canal?_\n\nWow…\n\nJust…_wow_…\n\n_This_…was the greatest gift of all.\n\nYou had a snug little hole meant to be filled with red and pulsing flesh rods, pulling on it to milk dragons of their essence, to feel the satisfaction of them filling your tummy with their silky seed, for you were a cock sleeve.\n\nNow, on one occasion, as you were having your soil being plowed once more, you imagined what it would be to be like them in this way, to have a think penis and a set of cum-filled testicles to empty into a hole. However, you purged the thought immediately, for you felt that nothing could compare to your tight and wet dragonesshood.\n\nYou felt the most pleasure there, to have your genitals designed to be stuffed with dragon dick, so why have anything else?\n\nWell, that wasn’t it, as sometimes drakes who were homosexual had an interest in your other hole, your anus. Because it was one of the parts that remained of your old life, you winced in great pain as they pumped their plump shaft into your asshole, but it quickly subsided and was filled with carnality as they shredded your rectum. While the burn began with the sex into your tender back hole, it metamorphosized into mind-blowing pleasure, arguably just as much, if not more than in your dripping cunt.\n\nIt wasn’t like you needed the shitter anyways.\n\nEven your emotions began to slip away.\n\nWhy have emotion?\n\nWhy?\n\nWhat use would emotions have?\n\nSilly!\n\nA mounting stand didn’t need emotions!\n\nYou needed to get wet, to be fucked, and moan like a dragoness, like the tight ass you were!\n\nEven your belief in Bahamut shriveled up into nothingness.\n\nWhat?\n\nBahamut?\n\nWho was that?\n\nA _god?_\n\nWho needed a god?\n\nDidn’t you get it?\n\nYou’re immortal! You’ll live forever! Your needs are going to be forever fulfilled through the tubes that connected to you, and you didn’t need to care about what came in, for you didn’t need to urinate or defecate!\n\nIn a way, _you_ were a god!\n\nA god of pleasure, meant to serve participants in such a stellar ritual, while you were more than willing to satisfy their desires, for you wanted it too.\n\nYou wanted to be fucked relentlessly, to feel the electric pleasure in your nervous system repeatedly as your sensitive dragussy was penetrated for an endless amount of times.\n\nAnd your _name?_\n\n_Pfffft…_\n\nYou didn’t need a name, you needed to be mated with!\n\nMating stands didn’t have names!\n\nNo.\n\nYou didn’t even consider yourself a _drake_ or even a _dragoness_ with your parts, but instead, an _it_.\n\nYes.\n\nYou’re an _it_.\n\nAn item.\n\nAn object.\n\nA mounting stand.\n\nNothing more, nothing less.\n\nBut you had the greatest purpose of all.\n\nTo have drakes mount you so they could release their cum in you, to have it go to realms beyond your comprehension through your mouth.\n\nGosh, these were the best times of your existence, for you would feel this over, and over, and _over_…and **over** ….and **_over_** …\n\nYou felt full and happy upon each load bubbling in your abdomen after they gave in to their biological limits upon creaming in your pussy, savoring the taste as it was removed from you, Even though you felt cold and empty afterwards, almost as if your valves to your holes didn’t shut, it made you want to experience it again, to feel that great heat coursing through your veins.\n\nThat was what made you happy most.\n\nYour true purpose as a plaything, a _fucktoy_ to collect semen from within your dick holes creviced inside of you.\n\nOh?\n\nAnother?\n\n_Yes…_\n\n_Yes!_\n\nAfter feeling the speaker-carried voice in your ear holes, you heard the door open, and your side view caught them.\n\nHe was a deep blue drake, one with fins on the sides of his face for fins, likely denoting him as one of the sea, and boy, was he a hunky drake!\n\nHe had muscles that felt like they were bursting at the seams, and his stature really showcased his strength and experience in acts of power.\n\nIt looked like he was going to be rough with you.\n\nYou gasped upon seeing him.\n\nIf you had a tail, you’d be wagging it like a dog.\n\nYou involuntarily squeezed and fluttered the folds to your vagina as if there was something there, except there wasn’t.\n\nYou saw his hanging cock weaving and bouncing with excitement underneath him.\n\nYou wanted to feel something, _anything_ within your genital slit.\n\nAnd as such, you became wet then and there.\n\nYou faced forwards with a smile, awaiting them to mount you like a ravenous beast.\n\nYou internally awaited their presence, both on and in you.\n\n_Please. ‘m ready. Please, please, please!_\n\n_Please! Fuck me, fuck me! Please!_\n\nYou felt the weight behind you shift through the floorboards, as he got up on his rear legs.\n\nYou felt his chest plates on your back and felt his mass pushing you down to the table.\n\n_Oh! Yes, yes, yes! Come on! Fuck me! Please!_\n\nYou were so _needy_, needy like a dragoness in heat, so utterly willing to have a gigantic cock shoved up your ass.\n\nIt was something to satiate your needs, and you gave up a flux of your fluids in response to him holding you down.\n\nIt wasn’t like you could move anyways.\n\nThen, you felt it.\n\nThat familiar presence of one another.\n\nHis tool of the sex.\n\nYou felt the shaft tease your flaps as they slightly gripped them, the volcano of a penis being slid across your folds, slick and oily with your _wetness_.\n\n_Yes, yes!_\n\n_Oh yes! Please!_\n\n_Do it! Fuck me! Fuck me like an animal! Yes!_\n\nYou felt his rear legs shift, his arms on your sides as his paws were on the rounded platforms in front of you.\n\nHis dickhead was prodding into your entranceway, your tunnel into sweet bliss.\n\nIt was giving a supple kiss to your sweaty folds.\n\n_Fuck! Yes, yes, yes!_\n\n_Yes! Please!_\n\nThen, without further ado, he penetrated you, and you felt that burning and intense burning of pleasure in your spine from your heat.\n\n_Yes, YES!!! YEEEEEEES!!!_\n\nYou out a squeaky moan, so submissive and breedable you were.\n\n_Yes! Fuck me! I’m a rack! Fuck me, fuck me!_\n\nHe thrusted his spike into you, the appendage being felt the whole time.\n\nYou sensed the entire length, the spongy erectile tissue pumping with blood for your amusement.\n\nHe began to slide out.\n\n_Yes…_\n\nThen, he rammed it back in, right into your valve.\n\n_YEEEEEEEEEES!!!_\n\nYour insides blew up with each firm slide into you, becoming a wet and moaning glob of synthetic flesh, letting out draconic cries to encourage him do it faster and _harder_.\n\nYou felt so energetic and enthusiastic to accept his cock, to treasure each folding in of your sopping pussy, so sloppy in its production of nectar as it was grinded by it, only to be forced into you again. The liquids glossed his dick to a perfect shine as you made it primed and ready to fuck you senselessly like all the others.\n\nIt was exhilarating as your body felt shockwaves throughout this bout of hot and steamy dragon sex.\n\nHe mated you, and he did it hard as he pulled nothing back, the whole kit and kaboodle as he ruined you and your gapping cunt, the dragonesshood always waiting for this every _day_, every **hour** , every **_minute._**\n\n_YEEEEEES!_\n\n“_OHHHHHH-_ **_UHHHHHH~!!!_** ”\n\n_Oh fuck!_\n\n_Fuck yes!_\n\n_Fuck!_\n\n_Yes!_\n\nLet yourself be a _rack!_\n\nYou _wanted_ to be a rack!\n\nYou _needed_ to be a rack!\n\nYou were a rack!\n\nSomething to be fucked!\n\n_Fuck me! DO IT!!!_\n\nYou were a babbling mess of artificial design, one with pieces you weren’t meant to have.\n\nOh, but you were.\n\nYou were meant to have these gifts.\n\nYou wanted to be mated relentlessly until the end of time, for all of eternity!\n\nYou were just a mounting stand after all!\n\nDon’t be shy about it! Indulge in your lust, your wildest fantasies!\n\nCome join in the adultery, in the debauchery!\n\nYou wanted it! You _needed_ it!\n\nYou let out a hearty draconic howl as you felt him plunge into your poor pussy again and again, the fake grey flesh overly sensitive as the key to your sacred door was thrusted into the keyhole.\n\nHe fucked you.\n\nHe fucked you hard.\n\nThe slamming of his genital slit against the curve of your pelvis and that tube of his in your container of heartburn destroyed your mind.\n\nYou began panting like you were overexerted upon escaping from a marathon, and you drooled like seeing a juicy hunk of meat.\n\nBut you didn’t need meat, for _you_ were the meat.\n\nYou instead salivated upon letting your oral fluids go from your jaws, breathing so much until your throat was made raw.\n\nYou felt every bit of his thickness into your crotch, folding like a crease upon each set of mating movements to degrade you once again into a dragoness, begging to be bred to the utmost extent.\n\n_Yes!_\n\n_Breed me! Fuck me!_\n\n_Your cock! I need it! Give it to me!_\n\nYou were so horny and needy, so _fucking_ needy.\n\nAs expected, it was relentless, just like the way you wanted it, for each crash into your internal valve that closed off the way to your throat caused you to see _stars_.\n\n_These_ were your stars…\n\nAnd…\n\nWhat’s this?\n\nThis…pressure building up from your groin? From within your dragonesshood, your pussy?\n\nYou were about to orgasm again.\n\n_Yes, yes!_\n\n“_Ohhhh-uh…~!_”\n\n_Yes, please!_\n\n_I need to cum!_\n\n_Oh, please, pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase! Make me cum, make me cum, let me cum!_\n\nYour incinerated caverns of magma-heated desire overflowed from you, your body wanting release.\n\nYou felt the tightness just above your vaginal folds, burning with the need to relieve yourself on him, to cum and see heaven.\n\nYou felt each and every inch of his gigantic cock, always so wanted to make you submissive to a higher power.\n\nRacks meant for breeding never needed such power, for they were a soaking holes for a dick to pierce into.\n\nYou didn’t need anything else beside that fat and slippery drake meat into your tunnel into a sunny field of beauty.\n\nYou wanted to cum.\n\nAnd, in a way, it did.\n\nYou couldn’t take it anymore, for your limit, despite how much you’ve trained yourself from these sessions, almost seeing it as some sort of game, was at its breaking point.\n\nLike a pencil into a sharpener, like the Sun and Moon, you two were in separable, for nothing else in the world mattered.\n\nNothing mattered besides sweet orgasm, besides the ultimate goal of being fucked silly.\n\nThe grunts above you only seemed to encourage your dams to crack, to shower him in your sticky goodness to let him properly destroy you.\n\n_Fuck, fuck, fuck!_\n\n_I wanna cum! Please, please, please, let me cum!_\n\nAnd then, it happened.\n\nYour tightening finally reached its apex, for you couldn’t hold it in any longer.\n\nYou let out a squawk of great pleasure as your barriers crashed.\n\nYour slick flowed like a river and soaked into his cock.\n\nAnd you were eternally happy.\n\n_Oh, yes, yes, yes!_\n\n_Yes, YES!!!_\n\nYou became as leaky as a broken faucet with how much you gave up. Your hot and sweet honey plopped onto the floor with how much you excreted while tightening on him in the heat of the moment.\n\nHowever, it turned out that he was nearly at his breaking point too.\n\nHe was about to bust.\n\nAfter orgasming on his deep arrow notched from a bow, you began to breath heavily and bend your head down like a goose, his slams into your plush and abused folds never ceasing, for his draconic nature gave him great strength and stamina.\n\nYou held onto the aftershocks, but there was something even better to come.\n\nYou began your pants once again, energy lost, but slightly recovered.\n\nWhile you were still stuck in a state of delirium, your need to see him run to the finish line tore into your remains of your brain.\n\nHe was at the home stretch now, constantly inside you and impacting the last pieces of your pelvis.\n\nYou silently begged him.\n\n_Please! Cum in me, cum in me!_\n\nYou wanted it.\n\nYou wanted to be overflowing with his cum, for that was the great kicker in the end, the thing that made you the happiest.\n\nPerfection was about to come.\n\nHe was at the home stretch, his orbs tightening like some skeleton had them in its hands, waiting to squeeze the sexual fluids out of them like stress balls, clenching his teeth to hold on a bit longer, for the rack he was mating gave him such contentment to be so nice and comforting to his hungry mind.\n\nHowever, he never had a choice in the matter, for his instincts acted on their own.\n\nHe got up on his rear legs and removed the weight of his front half on the mount, and opened the great wings of his in power.\n\nIt was instinctual, but for the mount in question, it was the sign that it was about to happen.\n\nHe was about to cum.\n\n_Yes, YES!!!_\n\nThe roar.\n\n_YEEEEEEES!!!_\n\nHe came, and as expected, it was powerful.\n\nIt was a garden hose of thick goodness, for it came in bursts, the milky white liquid gumming up your insides as it made a home in you, at least for a little bit, spreading into you as he gave you his cummies.\n\nYou let out a gasp and an exhale as he finally did the deed in you, with nothing left to do other than feel him filling you up, the material inside of you expanding you as he sprayed into your tunnel.\n\nYou widened and got fatter like a water balloon, this one’s load quite big compared to the others.\n\nAnd you loved every second of it.\n\nThe creaminess made you let out a sigh of pleasue at feeling your creation.\n\nYou did this.\n\nYou made him cum.\n\nAnd you filled yourself with the boiling sperm bank nesting in your insides.\n\nYour vagina swallowed it and drank it greedily, taking all of it with no problem, a good service as a mounting stand.\n\nYou felt like you were going to burst.\n\nHowever, you felt the jets come in less and less frequently and with a lower force.\n\nHis tank was about empty.\n\nAnd, just like that, he was finished with you, for he never saw you as anything other than a rack.\n\nHe collapsed on your back as his urethra gave up some dry strings that just rumbled into the swamp of sexual pleasure in your passage.\n\nThe weight was disappointing, for it meant it would end, but it would happen again.\n\nHe got off of you as you began breathing with intensity, face red as the sex was done.\n\nHe depressed, yet still long cock from your nethers, his own semen still dripping before your vagina instantly shut to keep it in.\n\nGood. You wanted it in.\n\nHe slipped from you like the others, uncaring about the mess they made with you, but that was okay. You just wanted to see another as soon as possible.\n\nLike all the times before, the snake of a tendril sprouted form the ground and aimed to suck the semen from you.\n\nAs such, you willingly complied.\n\nYou opened your jaws gladly, wanting the clawed opening to attach to your throat.\n\nLike a dart to a dart board, it found its mark.\n\nIt clamped onto your neck, and without anything left to impede it, the internal vacuuming system began once again.\n\nYour eyes became half-lidded as you gave up your contents with vigor and enthusiasm, still high on your deep desires to never stop the mating cycle and the afterglow.\n\nYou felt it be emptied from you, leaving you more and more vacant by the second. You saw the whiteness slurped up from you like a straw, the clear tubing forcing you to see every bit of it as you tasted the sweet milk on your tongue.\n\nOhhhh…\n\nIt tasted so…_so_ good…\n\nYou let out a moan while it was lodged in your open cave.\n\nYou felt it escape from your grasp, like all the drakes that came to fuck you.\n\nBut that was the past, you had to embrace the new!\n\nAfterall, wasn’t that how you got here, so glad you got turned into this?\n\nSuch a precious gift…\n\nHowever, like a sparkler, it never lasted long.\n\nAfter a minute or two, it was purged from your system to a universe beyond you.\n\nYou didn’t care.\n\nYou were just glad that it happened.\n\nYour insides felt so vacant and sad, deflated like a beach ball meant for fun.\n\nIt was suction cupped off of you, leading to your mouth wide open. However, you let out a massive exhale upon it removing itself from you, the sharpness on the edges of your maw relieved.\n\nLike a serpent to its den in the dirt, it began to slither way, collapsing into the hole before shutting on its own.\n\nYou were left with huffs after the great experience.\n\nAnd…\n\nYou began to smile and blush a deep crimson.\n\nAnother job well-executed, and you were primely satisfied for it.\n\nNow, you awaited the next drake to come in and treat you like a rack again, for it was always something you liked more than anything else.\n\nSure, it was over, but it was going to happen again, and, like a child to Christmas Day, your anticipation was deafening.\n\nYou would choose to do this forever and ever, until the end of time until you became no more, for you _loved_ it.\n\nAnd you know what?\n\nYou enjoyed every bit of it.\n\nYou wanted every bit of it.\n\nYou wanted to see it as a rack.\n\nYou wanted to see the drakes fuck it.\n\nYou wanted to see a dragon lose their identity as it became nothing more than a _sex toy_.\n\nYou wanted to see a drake suffer, only to be reduced to nothing more than a _fleshlight_.\n\nYou wanted to see the dragon become something horses fuck in the name of science.\n\nWas _this_ what you wanted to see?\n\nWas _this_ what you chose to do?\n\nThis…_this_ was what you did in your spare time?\n\nTo see a dragon get fucked endlessly for eternity, like it was burning in _hell?_\n\n_You_ read this?\n\nWell, good job, because now you knew its fate.\n\nIt was once a proud and happy dragon with a lively existence, so happy and free with its life until it was taken away from him, only to be replaced with artificial pieces, not longer whole, no longer what it should be.\n\nNot a living creature with a heartbeat, not one of mythological goodness, but instead a filthy, desecrated, _forbidden_ object.\n\nAnd you dirtied your sheets for _that!?_\n\n**_HOW COULD YOU!?!?_**\n\nHow could a dragon suffer so much!?\n\nWas _this_ what you _wanted!?_\n\n**_WAS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED!?!?_**\n\nThey were meant to live and breathe, not be…_this!_\n\nIt could’ve had a life, a dragon to settle with, maybe have some hatchlings, laughed and talked with his fellow dragons and some human friends, or perhaps fall in love with one of them instead.\n\nBut no.\n\nThat would never happen.\n\nNever.\n\nNever!\n\nNEVER!!!\n\nYou want to know why?\n\nBecause it would never breathe again outside of these walls.\n\nIt would never feel the sweet pain of living.\n\nIt would never laugh, talk, or cry.\n\nIt would never have family, to perhaps have precious children with.\n\nIt would never fly through the skies on great wings, something they were meant to do, and maybe carry passengers along for the ride.\n\nIt would never see the world outside of this…dirty…cum-filled _hellhole!_\n\nIt would never be a person! _Ever! Again!_\n\nDon’t you get it?\n\nDon’t you see this?\n\nDo you see this?\n\n**_Do you see this?_**\n\nIt wouldn’t even know what it lost, for it was now the equivalent of an undead beast hanging at a meat factory, a stuffed animal head meant for decoration on a wall, forever staring at something with glassy eyes, permanently detached from family, life, and reality.\n\nIt wasn’t even alive anymore.\n\nHow could it?\n\nDying a peaceful death is better than living forever with your sins!\n\nIt once held all of these beauties that are characteristic of a dragon, one meant to glide in the open air and be happy, to please the mind in a world of uncertainty.\n\nDragons were meant to be beautiful creatures and fill people with hope…\n\nBut no. It wasn’t any of those precious things. Not anymore.\n\nFor it would never feel how to truly live ever again."}