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[b][u][center]A Transformative Road Trip

Part 4

For Engy

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

“Well…that was awesome,” Engy said.

“Yes, quite.”

“Oh, come on. You didn’t enjoy seeing all those transformations?”

“I’m not quite as into that as you are. I’ve gotta be in the mood to find it ‘awesome’, but it was still fun,” the black dragon said.

Engy rolled his eyes, refusing to let the other dragon’s lack of enthusiasm get him down. That had been the hottest thing that he’d seen, well, ever, and he wasn’t going to let someone else drag him back down on that.

He hopped into the driver’s seat, looking back into the restaurant. It was clear that the change hadn’t had quite the effect on the public that it had had on him, and he was pretty sure that was because the genie at his side had made it safe for them. Some sort of wish that kept the public from noticing that their servers were no longer human, and that the conundrum of a hen serving them fried chicken didn’t really enter their minds.

Still, the people inside could tell that the ladies were sexier, and they were definitely looming and leering more than they had been. He was pretty sure that the manager cock would be able to keep them in line, however. That part had been a good chunk of the wish, making sure that the manager stayed a good guy.

He would have liked to see more, but much as his cock was begging him to stay and get some fun for himself, he wanted to try something different. Just this once, he decided that he’d let this brew for a day and then come back tomorrow. That way, he could see how much different it was, and he could see if there was a greater social transformation than what he’d be seeing right at the moment.

And besides, it’d mean that he could start screwing with more different places.

“Navigation, hotel,” he muttered, tapping the screen at the middle of the dashboard.

There were four different hotels, none of which he’d normally stay at. Too pricy by half, and they were always so upscale that he had always felt rather uncomfortable in them. This time, however…

He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the black dragon, and he was pretty sure that Drac glanced back. It was hard to tell with those white eyes, but he was pretty sure that the black dragon had the same idea that he did.

It was time to spoil themselves rotten.

#

They pulled up to a multi-story hotel, the sort that only really popped up in the successful parts of the country, so he wasn’t sure why it was in this little out of the way place. All he could think of was that there was an airport a half-town over, and there were plenty of people that wanted a good place to stay that was further from the airport proper, and so this one had come up. Engy put the car in park, then looked up through the window.

The hotel itself was probably somewhere between ten to thirteen stories, topped with some sort of meeting room that was probably the big selling point for the hotel. The walls were a blue-red, and the sign for the place was lit up in neon. Quite honestly, it felt like something that belonged out in the desert somewhere, something that was so big and gaudy that it felt like it had been ripped right out of Las Vegas.

Regardless, it was something that looked rich, looked opulent, and felt that way, too, and that was good enough for him.

He looked at Drac, who nodded. He stepped out of his car, half-expecting some of the people walking in and out of the hotel to point and stare at a dragon appearing out of nowhere, but there was no reaction. The spell on them was still active, which meant that they probably looked like average human beings.

He wondered how weird that would look to others, to see someone like him walking up to a hotel like this.

“Hey, Drac?”

“Yeah?”

“How are we paying for this?”

“Dick-charge.”

“…We’re paying them in fucks?”

“Well, I can, not sure if you want to.”

“…I’m not sure that I’m entirely comfortable with that. I mean, not for…”

“Well, you can wish for some cash, instead, or I can be the one to take all the dick if you don’t want to bend over. Or if you don’t feel like turning them into horny kobolds running a dragon – ah, fuck.”

Engy’s eyes had already started glittering at the idea of turning this into a dragon-serving hotel staffed with kobolds. The very idea was more than sufficient to get his dick rising and his balls churning, even as Drac slapped a hand across his forehead. He chuckled, grinning widely.

“You know you don’t mention TF around me if you don’t want it to happen. It’s like talking about feet in front of you.”

“I know, I know. I just don’t learn.”

“Alright, Drac. Let’s turn this into a dragon hotel.”

He strutted right up to the front doors, his confidence already soaring back up as he walked inside. The natural air conditioning pushed the oppressive heat of a Tennessee summer away, and he sighed happily at the cooling feeling running down his spine and towards his tail. The car had been nice, but it was still a little hard to get rid of the oppressive warmth in a moving vehicle. Here? Oh, that was really nice.

Drac followed behind, and he could hear the slap, slap, slap of the dragon’s big bare feet against the marble floor. He chuckled, looking over his shoulder.

“Enjoying being naked back there, Drac?”

“I’m good with it.”

“Imagine what people would be saying if they could see you. All of that on display.”

“…Shut up.”

“Hehehe.”

He really should let Drac have some fun sooner than later. His friend had been a pretty good companion for the trip, and he was getting everything that he had ever wanted out of this. He needed to let the genie have some fun, too, even if that meant setting it up so that he got a good show out of it at the same time.

That was for later, though, after they’d modified the hotel the way that they wanted. He held out his hand over his shoulder.

“Money, please.”

There was a slight tingle, and Engy yelped as he felt a few of his scales suddenly shed off his palm. It was a little shock, not a big one, but it still caught him by surprise. As he brought his hand around, the shed scales transformed, stretching, warping, flattening into bills. They expanded, multiplied, until he was holding a stack of hundreds, a total of forty of them.

[i]Four thousand dollars. That’ll get some attention, and then some.[/i]

Walking up to the front desk, he was almost immediately greeted by a rather snooty-looking man, with combed-back hair and a slick suit. The desk clerk leaned his head back, looking down his nose at where Engy’s head would have been in human form. As it was, it meant that he was looking down his nose at the dragon’s chest.

“Can I…help you, sir?” the clerk said. “You seem to have wandered rather far from home in such a state of dress.”

“The bathrobe? Oh, sorry. That’s just me being comfortable. I’m here to book a room.”

“I see. Sir, our cheapest room is $300 a night. Are you looking for that?”

“What can I get for $4,000 a night?”

“…Sir?”

Smack. He slapped the stack of bills down on the desk, and the clerk’s eyes widened almost immediately. Engy chuckled to himself, rubbing his knuckles on his robe.

“And there’s more than that, if there’s something better.”

“…Sir, I believe that will cover the penthouse. If you will give me a moment to verify the bills?”

“Uh, sure…”

[i]It’ll be fine,[/i] Drac whispered in his head.

Sure enough, it was. All the bills checked out as completely proper, even though the clerk shook his head in obvious disbelief. He clearly had expected at least one of them to turn out to be a fake. He reached under the desk, pulling out a keycard before passing it through his machines, and then handed that over.

“I believe that should cover you, sir. The second from the top floor, room 1203.”

“Thank you,” Engy said. “And one more thing.”

“Yes, sir?”

“I wish that you could see what I really was, and that you worshiped me.”

Click. The black dragon snapped his fingers, and there was a split second between the clerk’s moment of confusion and the beginning of the transformation where his eyes widened. He finally realized just what he had been talking to.

And then the transformation hit, the clerk’s hair falling out first, followed by a sudden collapse inwards. The snooty man lost over a foot of height right off the bat, shrinking in on himself, going from six feet tall to five feet, and then starting to shrink in further. His shoulders stopped being so broad, pulling in bit by bit, leaving him less stocky and less able to fill out that fancy suit.

The tie fell from his neck as the human’s body started to lose some of its girth, the muscle fading in favor of something a bit more willowy, more like a reed than like a tree trunk. He gasped as he leaned forward, his eyes wide as he rested his hands on the edge of his desk.

“Nobody else is seeing this, right, Drac?” Engy whispered.

“We’re in a safety bubble. Nothing goes past me.”

“Good.”

The transformation was more obvious, more drastic, and definitely faster than what had happened at the Chick-Fil-A, but that had its own charm. He got to watch as the green-brown scales that were spreading across the man’s face started running over his neck and chest, got to see it spreading like the tidal wave of transformation that it was. He grinned as the clerk’s fingers started thickening, knotting slightly at the joints.

[i]God, that’s sexy…the whole thing is sexy…[/i]

The rougher scales of a kobold had already started shredding the man’s suit, exposing more and more of his body, and the fact that he was too small for the suit meant that he was sliding out of it, anyway. The clerk twisted back and forth, trying to get a hold of what was happening to him, but all he did was shred and slide, slide and shred through the clothes that covered him. Soon, he was bare from the waist up, and his pants were starting to fill out in the back.

[i]Yeah, that’s it. Grow. Grow. Grow.[/i]

Engy was almost drooling at the sight of that ass starting to fill out those pants again, a tiny tail bulge starting to appear just over the waistband. The pebbly scales of the kobold made him look cruder, smaller, less genteel than a dragon, more like a crude, lesser version that was eager to find something to worship.

And as the clerk’s head lifted again, meeting Engy’s gaze, it was clear that the mind was changing just as much as the body. His eyes were filled with the desire to fall to his knees, his mouth starting to hang open, his gasps and whimpers turning to moans as he stared at the yellow dragon.

“S-sir…”

“You can call me master now,” Engy said. “If that’s alright, I mean.”

“Master!” The kobold grinned. “Thank you, Master!”

Engy blushed a bit at that, never having thought that someone would ever say that to him outside of fantasy. He rubbed the back of his head, looking back at his friend.

“He’s going to be alright, right?”

“You just wished for him to be a kobold and worship you. That’s about all that I changed, giving him the urge to worship any dragon that he notices.”

“Then why isn’t he, you know…”

“Doing it to me?”

Engy nodded.

“I’m still invisible to him. It’s better that way; it means that he doesn’t have to pick which dragon he’s worshiping right then and there.”

He supposed that made sense, but again, it felt a bit like self-deprivation on the part of the black dragon. Didn’t seem fair that Drac was edging himself out of the fun times while giving Engy all the good stuff. He turned back to the clerk at the desk, watching as his ass kept growing, as his pants kept fighting against the bigger, heftier hindquarters.

“Lean back a bit?” he asked the kobold.

As the clerk did as he was asked, Engy could see that the little guy’s balls were growing just as fast as his ass was, forming two bulges the size of softballs in the front of his pants. The fabric was stretched to its absolute limits, the kobold’s pants on the verge of ripping from several directions. He was right about to break through, to show off to everyone just what kind of big-balled boi he was.

And then, it happened.

RIIIIIP!

“Oh ho ho ho…”

Engy’s eyes went wide, and so did his smile as he looked at those fat, swelling balls that pushed right through the front of the pants. They were bigger than his fist, each, and they were still growing, hanging down and forcing the kobold to stand with his legs wide. What little tail the clerk had was wagging at top speed, going from side to side to side as he grinned happily at the pair of them. Or, rather, at Engy.

“Master! Master, feels so good!”

“Heh, you like your new big balls?”

“Yes! Big balls, best balls!”

“Heh, then sway them for me.”

It was a lovely little show, one that kept him good and stiff and more than ready for more. He watched as the kobold swayed from side to side, making his balls swing like the pendulum balls on a villain’s desk. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. The shaft above didn’t move as much, since it hadn’t grown nearly to the degree of the sac below, but it was still enough to slide over the large orbs and slowly start rising.

He could have stayed there for the whole night watching the ball-show, but Drac reached out and tapped him on the shoulder. He blinked, taking his hand off his boner and looking back.

“Huh?”

“There’s other customers that want to check in. We might want to let them do that, particularly if you want to keep transforming the rest of the hotel.”

“Oh. Right. Um…do you have any ideas for transforming the other people coming in?”

“You want to spread this?”

“Well, it’s consequence-free, right? Or…or maybe, just while they’re here? A TF hotel?”

“Heh…I can do that.”

Drac snapped his fingers. The black fire of his magic reached across the space between him and the front desk, and suddenly, both the box of keycards and the computer where they got scanned were covered in the black dragon’s magic. They shimmered for a few seconds, then went back to normal.

[i]Wonder what he did…well, he’ll tell me when we’re back to the room.[/i]

He took the keycard as the kobold’s ass ripped through the back of his pants, his muzzle growing in and his eyes rolling back as he came on the spot. Engy smiled, patting the little guy on the head.

“Good boy.”

“Thanks, Master!”

“Oh, and send someone up to collect a room service order, later.”

“Yes, Master! Happy, Master!”

He shook his head. The fact that he had just turned someone into a dragon-worshiper was a little…weird, but he didn’t mind it that much. Not nearly as much as he thought that he might have done a few hours ago.

The elevator was a little bit small for a pair of dragons, but a wish fixed that. It even put in a pair of glory-holes on either side, and a bigger one in the back for someone to lean their ass against if they wanted to be eaten out or rimmed. The temptation was there, but he decided to avoid it for now. Just something to indulge with later, if he really wanted to.

They reached the twelfth floor, and their room was the first one to the left of the elevator. He tapped the key against the door handle, and it unlocked. Stepping inside, Engy waited to be wowed by the first real penthouse that he had been in.

It…wasn’t bad, though he could see places where it could use improvement. There was a lovely earthy sort of color scheme with the dark wood on the floor and along the walls, the paneling giving it a nice warm feel without making it feel too metallic or modern, or too homey and cozy. There was a fireplace on the wall across from the couch, and a TV that hung a little off to the side on a shiftable metal arm. The penthouse ran off to the side, following a long, sweeping front room to a balcony.

From there, the room split, going off like a T-junction. He was pretty sure that one direction led to the bathroom and bedroom, while the other led to a kitchenette. It was very comfortable, and he could see that there was a second bathroom by the front door of the suite. Glancing in, he saw that the tub was a jacuzzi, and he chuckled.

“Not bad, overall.”

“But not quite everything, right?”

“Right. I want some kobolds in here all night long. And a stripper pole, something that makes them change while they dance.”

“Thinking a TF soundtrack? Different songs mean different kinds of growth and changes?” Drac asked.

“Oh, fuck yes. Do all of that.”

The more that he thought about it, the more that he loved it. A place where people could come and dance their bodies away, a place where he could sit and enjoy it like the dragon that he was. No more worries, no more judgment. Just a place to sit and indulge in his own kinks.

God, the thought was enough to keep him horny as all fuck.

“Where do you want the stripper pole?” Drac asked.

“Uh…um…” He pointed at the wall. “Make it over the fireplace?”

“Heh, wanting them to work up a sweat?”

“And get nice and musky, yeah. Musky balls.”

“Kneeling over the fire and getting wetter?”

“Mmmph…tease.”

“You know it,” the black dragon said, snapping his fingers.

The changes to the penthouse continued, getting more and more elaborate the more ideas that popped into the yellow dragon’s mind. They were far more extensive than they’d be able to get through in one night, but he didn’t know if he wanted to stay for another day or two. Maybe there were other things to do in town? Maybe there were things that he could enjoy in the town proper, or maybe…

Well, he’d figure that out later. Tonight, he was having fun.

They were just about done turning one of the bathtubs into a transformation baptismal when there was a knock on the door. Engy paused in the middle of testing the waters, seeing it changing his hand from gold to purple, when he heard it.

“Is that room service?” he asked.

“I think so.”

“Let them in. And, uh…feel free to let them see you.”

“Heh, after they’re not going to run screaming.”

He rolled his eyes. He swore he was going to push Drac to actually have fun sooner or later. This wasn’t fair for him to have all the fun, even though he was royally enjoying himself right at the moment. He needed to make sure that Drac got something from it, too.

He wrung out his fingers, getting rid of the purple, when the new guy and girl walked in. A pair of staff, it seemed, since they were in the penthouse. They walked around the corner, blinked at the sight of him in the bathroom by a tub in a bathrobe, then looked at each other. The woman – a younger one, possibly Hispanic – looked back at him.

“Um…we don’t offer bathing services, sir.”

“Oh, don’t worry. I’m not looking for that.”

“And, um, we’re not prostitutes, either, sir,” the man said.

“Heh, not looking for that, either. I’m just looking for more…indulgence. Drac?”

They had a moment of confusion before the black dragon laid his hands on their heads, their eyes going wide as the power of the black dragon surged through them. They arched their backs as if they’d been struck by lightning, the scales already spreading down from where Drac’s fingers had touched their foreheads.

Their hair fell out first, and then the other changes began. Engy grinned, almost clapping his hands together at the show as they started to lose their main sexual characteristics, the man’s bulge sliding back into his crotch and the woman’s breasts shrinking in. They were gasping for breath, leaning against either side of the doorway to the bathroom, almost looking like performers that were trying to catch their breath.

He guessed that they were swapping genders, and he ended up being right. Drac knew him all too well, giving him just what he wanted, just what he would have liked. As the man panted, his head slowly getting covered in orange scales, his chest started to grow outwards, the beginning of breast lumps forming at his chest and slowly pushing against the front of his suit. He was panting, huffing, hissing through growing, sharpening teeth, and his toes obviously curled in his shoes as the staff member felt some strange pleasure.

Engy glanced at the woman, saw that she was groping at her chest where her breasts had been, orange scales running down her face and along her neck. Her ears had already disappeared, becoming holes in the side of her head, but it was the start of a bulge in her pants that had his attention.

“I wish their clothes were gone,” he said, not wanting to wait the way that he had done with the clerk at the front desk.

And just like that, their clothes disappeared, revealing the blank crotch on the man and the filling-out one on the woman. They turned to stare at each other, their eyes wide, but their minds were obviously too overwhelmed to process what was happening. There was no protest, no fear, just shock, awe…

And arousal.

As the former male gained new breasts, he slowly reached up to them, touching them, stroking them with fingers that thickened bit by bit. They were getting rounder, heavier, fuller, and there was little point in trying to hide them. Engy giggled to himself, staring without shame at those growing orbs, those heavy boobs. The sheer weight of them was pulling the former human forward, making him lean in and show them off without quite meaning to.

Bigger, fuller, heavier they became, getting thicker and rounder, with a stiff, sensitive nipple at the tip.

Hell, he reached out and tweaked it. The former male moaned, arching his back, thrusting his chest against the doorframe as if it were a stripper pole. He couldn’t seem to help himself, even as he moaned for more.

And then there was the other staff member, the former woman shivering as she started to grow a dick. Her breasts were long-gone, and the stiff rod that was slowly rising between her legs was obviously grabbing her attention far more than the other things that were happening to her. Sure, there were scales running down her face and chest, and sure, she was naked in front of a coworker and a client.

But if he knew how Drac was using his magic, then he knew that the black dragon was making sure that both of them were enjoying the transformation more than they normally would, and that they were both getting into it.

It didn’t take long before they were scaly from the waist up, both orange in color. Must have been the color that Drac had decided would be for the servants versus the color that would be for the management. Engy was good for that. He grinned, pulling his robe open and finally indulging himself with a good little stroke for the sight before him. He groaned under his breath as he watched them humping the air, the former woman leaning her ass back against the doorframe behind her, the former man grinding his forming slit against the other.

“Fuck…fuck…”

They both continued to change, and Engy stroked himself faster as he watched. Their asses rounded out, the pair of them getting good, thick hips and large rumps. They were both perfect for fucking, he was sure, their backsides pushing out, plumping up. Soon, they were starting to press up against each other.

He watched as the former female started to hump her new cock against her partner’s ass cheeks, and he grinned as the former male moaned, arching his back and pushing back a little bit against it.

The orange scales spread faster after that, the two kobolds to be shrinking slowly, turning smaller, leaner, and more servile. They moaned as if they were getting the greatest pleasure of their lives, as well they might have been. Who knew? Not him, for sure, and he wasn’t going to judge. He just gripped his cock and enjoyed the show, stroking himself faster, harder as they went at it, the once-woman fucking the once-man’s ass.

In, out, in, out, the humping going harder, faster, deeper. They were up on their tiptoes, the scales reaching their feet and slowly warping them from human to kobold, bright, orange, and shiny with sweat along the underside. Engy leaned back against the wall, groping his balls, squeezing his dick to the show. In, out, in, out, the frenzied humping continued, the pair of them lost to the world as their muzzles grew in, as their horns started to pop out of the top of their heads. They were completely unaware of their audience, at this point.

[i]That’s so cool…and so hot…[/i]

It didn’t last forever, of course. Eventually, the new male came, and the orgasm set off something for the new female. They moaned together, slumping forward against one side of the doorframe, dripping hard.

But Engy wasn’t done.

“You two.” They looked up, and he pointed at his balls. “Worship your Master.”

“Oooooh!”

They ran over to him, falling on their knees. They shoved their snouts against his balls, nuzzling them, kissing them, worshiping them just as he’d asked. Each little lap made him groan, curling his toes against his sandals, huffing and panting as they worked from his balls up to his cock bit by bit.

As the male started sucking him and the female burrowed her snout under his testicles, he strained to say something. Drac watched him from the door, shaking his head with a smile, and Engy groaned as he tried to find a good wish to make.

“I – mmpmh – I w-wish…ah…ah…”

“Heh, don’t worry. I’ll take care of myself.”

“D-Drac, I want – mmmph!”

The sucking was a little too good for him to talk through. He hissed under his breath, trying to fight through it. By the time that he had the idea of pushing the kobolds out of the way, though, to find the air to speak and the concentration to say something, Drac had already left the room. Hoping that the black dragon had decided to go and find his own fun, he didn’t pursue it, and focused instead on the two kobolds under him. This would just be the start of the night’s entertainment, he was sure.

#

Draconicon entered the elevator and took it back down to the lobby, humming as he did. His cock swung between his legs, semi-hard for the moment, but he knew that it would go back down before too much longer. Walking naked and invisible among the people had been sexy, but there was only so long you could do anything before you started getting used to it and didn’t find it fun any longer.

Or, well, that was a little too harsh. He didn’t find it [i]boring[/i], but it wasn’t enough to get a boner anymore. That was a little more accurate.

The elevator dinged and he stepped outside. Just as he’d expected, the hotel had already started shifting from its human population to something a little more exotic. Already, there was a man shifting from human to tiger at the front desk, and there were others that were talking to the staff – who were likewise shifting, though they were all becoming kobolds – about getting their luggage to their rooms.

Nobody seemed entirely aware of something happening to them, though there were those that were pulling at clothes that no longer fit, aware that they were different, but not quite sure how they were different.

It was kind of amusing, in its own way. He shook his head, walking through the crowd to the restaurant in the back of the lobby.

There were many people eating there, and the black dragon shook his head as he watched the plates going hither and yon through the restaurant. No need to be visible; he just grabbed a menu as one of the waiters went by, looked to see what he wanted, and then added it to someone’s ticket. He leaned against the window into the kitchen, watching the people in the restaurant as he waited for his order to come up.

Some of them, too, had already been changed. People that had gotten their room key before heading down to the restaurant. Old men that had become thick-bellied, thick-limbed elephants. Young women that were literal vixens, now. Respectable ladies that had become mares. Studs that had become stallions. Sports stars that had become rats.

It was all random, really, though there seemed to be something in the spell that read what someone was on the inside and did something with that.

He leaned his head back, looking up at the ceiling. This had been quite the interesting trip so far. He wondered, really, how far they were going to take it. It was going to be extensive, and likely magically draining…but hey, at least they were having fun.

[i]Just have to make sure to tie off the spells here so that it doesn’t spread past the hotel. If anyone left, I’d have to protect all of them, and I don’t have the energy for that…[/i]

Shaking his head, he heard the soft ding of an order coming up. He reached out and took the plate of chicken parmigiana, grabbed a fork and knife, and made his way out of the restaurant to the parking lot. A little fresh air while he ate would be nice.

Getting comfortable, he put his feet up, letting the wind carry some of the sweat-smell off of them. He nibbled at his food and looked up at the stars, wondering just where their trip was going to take them…and just how far Engy was going to go. The happy little guy was going to try everything, he was sure, and he looked forward to encouraging as many different things as he could.

His long-time friend deserved to indulge, as far as he was concerned. He deserved to have fun for as long as he could. Everyone deserved to know that there was nothing wrong with a good bit of fun.

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

Summary: Engy and Drac check into a hotel for the night, and the transformation shenanigans continue for the pleasure of the yellow dragon and his companion.

Tags: M/F, M/M/F, M/solo, dragon, kobold, human, transformation, various species, magic, wish, genie, series, public, ass growth, gender TF, shrinking, anal, ball worship, masturbation, hotel,