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[b][u][center]How DMs Shift Reality

Part 6

For Nataraj

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

Spending the night with the elephant wasn’t as onerous as the half-man, half-lizard had worried it would be, though by the time that they arrived, he had been dropped far enough into a musk trance that he barely noticed that he wasn’t in his own home. Sure, the anxiety was still there at the bottom of the trance, but it was weak, barely noticeable, and the elephant was doing a lot to bring it back down, to make it a little more tolerable.

Things passed in fits and bursts as they talked to each other, as he learned what was expected of him. The word ‘slave’ was passed around a few times, as well as the word ‘subordinate’, and there seemed to be some agreement that his station was somewhere between the two, or a combination. It was hard for him to feel sure; it felt like there as a third person involved, and one was the one that held all the information rather than him.

Then, they had their fun with each other. That was a bit more focused, a little more coherent, but even then, Alex could feel that he was slipping in and out of the moment, sliding into trance and out of it. He could feel himself going from being highly focused on the cock in his mouth to realizing that he had been turned around, his ass stretched around a big elephant cock. He had focused on that, then had missed the point where it had been pulled from his ass and his face was under a pair of gray soles, his cock oozing on his belly, his balls feeling anything but spent.

It was a series of moments that lacked anything to connect them to each other, and that was probably what made it so easy to just drop into sleep somewhere in the middle of the night, letting himself dream. After all, when the world makes little sense, then dream doesn’t need to make any.

When morning came, he was a bit more coherent. He could feel his tail stretched out over the side of the bed, hanging down over the side. It must have been put there in the night, and he could feel that it was a bit more flexible than it had been the day before. Twisting and pressing back against it didn’t hurt the same way, which was a lovely plus.

He groaned as he sat up, rubbing his eyes. He could feel that he’d gained a bit of a snout in the night, and as he rubbed his fingers along the side of his face, he could feel that it wasn’t quite complete. It was something that would continue to grow in, he imagined, something that would get bigger before the day was out.

Yet, for all that, he didn’t freak out the way that he had with the other changes. There was something…something that steadied him.

Alex kicked the blankets a bit, doing his best not to disturb the elephant still in bed, and looked down at his foot. The silver toe ring that Deleram had put on him the day before was still there, and he smiled as he looked at it, as the topaz gem on the band glimmered in the morning light. He fanned his toes slightly, the way that an engaged woman might have done with her fingers while looking at her engagement ring.

This, however, felt deeper than that. He had been claimed, rather than offered something. He’d been taken in, [i]wanted[/i] to a degree that mere marriage would find hard to match. That…that was what he wanted.

Smiling to himself, Alex slid his legs off the bed, putting his scaly feet on the floor. Hardwood, rather than carpet, he realized, and he could see a few places where his claws had left scuff marks the night before. Scuff marks near liquid spots, he realized, and he blushed as he remembered being taken on all fours at one point, his toes scratching the ground as he spurted his load over the wood.

[i]I’ll have to remember to clean that later…[/i]

But first, breakfast.

Making his way out of bed and into the kitchen, the half-man, half-lizard hummed to himself as he dragged an apron around his waist, pulling the top over his neck as he walked over to the stove. A quick twist to the knobs brought the burners to full flame, and he whistled while he worked, getting the pans set out and making sure that they were heating up quickly.

“Bacon, some sausage…definitely eggs…does he have any tortillas?”

Breakfast burritos seemed like the best choice for the pair of them, though if he was doing that, he should probably reduce the proteins by a bit. That much salt content was going to be ridiculous without some hashbrowns to soak up some of the grease and salt flavors, and he didn’t see any potatoes in the fridge or on the counter.

Sausage it was, then. Tortillas went on the counter, waiting to be heated in a spare pan, and he crumbled up some sausage to start searing, flavoring another one. The eggs would be best scrambled, and he started fluffing those up so that they were ready to go in as soon as the meat was done. With shredded cheese already in the fridge, he didn’t have to do much more prep.

[i]Would have liked a few more components, but it’ll do for a college breakfast.[/i]

Alex was just starting to turn the crumbled meat when he felt a hand pressing against his rump, and he blushed, barely keeping the meep in his throat.

“Looks like we have an early bird…”

The elephant’s voice was soft and teasing, gentle and deep. Alex blushed, rubbing his face, particularly as he was reminded of their mutual nudity. Apparently, elephant morning wood was a thing, and it was big, fat, and drippy against the small of his back.

“I don’t suppose you need a little seasoning?” Deleram teased.

“Um, not today, master. It’s a hot thought, but…um…I’m trying to keep it a bit less salty.”

“And it’s a bit much for you?” the elephant asked.

“Today, yes.”

“We’ll have to see if we can expand your horizons…but no worries. How long?”

“Another five minutes for the sausage, then the eggs, so…I’d say ten to fifteen minutes?”

“Long enough for a shower, then. I’ll return shortly, [i]slave.[/i]”

The whispered word was enough to send a shiver down Alex’s spine, and he barely kept from whimpering as the elephant walked out of the room. Certainly the front of the apron had risen up a bit from the boner that his new master had given him.

He wanted to take the wooden spoon he was using and adjust it back down again, but there were certain food rules that even perversion couldn’t take away from him, and one of those was that dicks do not touch food. That was the other reason he’d turned down the ‘seasoning’ that the master had offered. It was a sexy thought in fantasy, but he wasn’t sure that he wanted to go that far just yet.

Even if he was a slave now.

He curled his toes tightly, feeling the new ring clenching down, almost like a pair of pinching fingers along the toe that it was wrapped around. The pressure it put on the ring on his big toe, the way that it clicked them together, almost like a collar tapping against an ID tag, was just that much hotter to him.

[i]God…I need to stop or I’ll never finish these eggs,[/i] he thought, rubbing his cheeks and trying to keep from losing his concentration.

By the time the elephant returned, Alex had managed to get the burritos done. They were a bit stretched, a bit stuffed, and lacking some of the better components to his taste, but it was as good as he was going to get it with the ingredients that the elephant had in the house at the moment. He plated up with a hint of sour cream along the edge of the plate for additional seasoning, and then served it up to the master.

Deleram took it with a chuckle, giving the edge of the burrito a nibble as Alex sat down.

“You did a good job on this.”

“I can do a better one if we get to the grocery store.”

“I think you mean the market.”

“The – what are you talking about?”

“Things are changing, Alex. Things are changing…drastically.”

“You mentioned, but…”

“Last night is a bit hazy, isn’t it?”

“Um…maybe more than a little bit, eh heh…is that bad?”

“No, it just means I’m a better stud than I thought.”

“Well, you are, master.”

“Well, let’s skip the morning footjob, then –”

“There’s a morning footjob?!”

“Yes, of course. How else do you expect to pledge loyalty to your master every morning?”

“I…you…but…”

“You won’t think clearly if you’re underfoot, so we’ll save that for the evening, instead,” Deleram said, taking another bite of his burrito. “Now, let’s go over what you do and don’t remember, hmm? That way, we don’t start going over the same ground twice.”

“…but…footjob…”

“Later, Alex. Now, what do you remember?”

Shamefully, the answer was ‘not much.’ He could remember that there was something that was being done to make the world better, and he knew that his master was the one doing it. He knew that the mark of the toe ring did mean slavery to an extent, and that somehow, that would be allowed, but…

He rubbed the back of his head as he looked down at his plate, hunching his shoulders in shamed embarrassment. The elephant stretched out his leg, rubbing Alex’s calf.

“Stop that. You were deep in it last night. There’s no shame in forgetting a little bit.”

“That’s more than a bit, if you explained anything.”

“That’s why we’re doing it again this morning, when there’s less distracting…and celebrating.”

“…Okay…”

“Now, now. Look at me, Alex.”

The half-man, half-lizard wasn’t sure that he could. This was his first day, and he was already feeling like he had messed up a little bit. He started to turn his head away –

“[i]Slave.[/i]”

And that froze him. Not in a demeaning, fearful way, but a reminder that he had been claimed, that he was wanted. That he still had that title. And…and there was something in the back of his head…

[i]…goddamn gorgeous and you cooked like a fucking chef, and you know that you’re worth it, and…[/i]

And the voice slowly faded back down, but it was enough to make him look up again. He even managed to look his master in the eye. The elephant chuckled.

“Good. Better.”

“What is it, Master?”

“That’s even better.” Deleram chuckled, putting the half-eaten burrito down. “Now, before we start, I want you to understand me, Alex. You are a good man. A very good man, otherwise I wouldn’t have put that ring on you. You are someone worth keeping, worth having, and you are only going to get better as time goes on. But you have to believe me when I say I want you, and you have to listen when I say a failure is understandable. Everyone does it; we just do our best not to fail often.

“If you have messed up, if you have something that you must correct for, I will inform you. Otherwise, assume that you are doing well, and that there is nothing that you need to worry about. Understand?”

“…I understand, Master.”

“Good. Now, to explain.”

The elephant leaned back, going through what had happened so far as he nibbled through his burrito. He had finished his food long before his explanation, but that was fine. What Alex got to hear was fascinating enough.

The fact that the elephant somehow had the power to start pulling the world into something else, changing it into something that resembled something more out of a fantasy book than itself, was fascinating enough. The fact that he was able to do it with only a few people noticing the difference was far more intense, far more attention-grabbing. Alex leaned in, gasping in shock as he heard about one planned change after another.

At the end of it, he could barely breathe, feeling like he was looking at the end of his old life, knowing that there was no going back. And now, he only had the life that loomed ahead of him, a great yawning chasm that could go anywhere and nowhere at the same time.

“You…you want…this? You want me…that badly?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s better this way…and you’re better than the others.” The elephant’s foot returned, stroking Alex’s calves as he kept talking. “I wanted to find people that were worth keeping around, people that would be good to me if I was good to them. And after finding you, you jumped right to the top of the list, at least in terms of potential. The more that I got to know you, the better you seemed, and now that we’re at this point…

“Well, suffice it to say, I might have encouraged you to get here, but it’s up to you to finish it.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know that you weren’t a lizard to start with; don’t be coy.”

“Yeah, but…oh. Oh. You mean…” Alex pointed to the side of his head.

“Yes. The other you. The other part of you, I suppose we should say,” Deleram said, nodding to himself as his foot edged slowly higher, and Alex tried not to squirm. “The part of you that is well aware of what it wants, and assertive enough to ask for it.”

“…Nataraj.”

“Ah, you’ve heard the name.”

“I am starting…kinda…to remember…”

“He is part of you. There is no getting around that.”

“He’s a pervert…but, then again, so am I. He’s just…honest about it.”

“And wants to help you do the same.”

Alex blushed.

“I don’t know if I can.”

“That’s why he’s there. You two are becoming closer and closer, and the more you learn, the further you go down this path, the more that you can start being what you want to be. Keep the side of you that is cautious, that takes care, but add in the ability to be assertive, to be proud.” The elephant chuckled. “I’d call it ‘balance’ if a certain purple man hadn’t completely destroyed that term, of late.”

Alex just about lost it at that point, giggle-snorting so hard that he was glad that he hadn’t been drinking anything. He had to cover his mouth to avoid making a mess, and turned away from his master to avoid making any more of a fool of himself. He took a deep breath as the giggles slowly started to fade, and, when he was sure he wasn’t going to laugh, he turned again.

“So…aside from…all that.” He shook his head. “You are changing the world…You promised it’s going to be a good place.”

“Yes, I did.”

“I’ll hold you to that.”

“I would expect nothing less from someone like you.”

“Then, we’ll go to the market later, when the world changes enough for that?”

“Indeed. I imagine it’ll be quite the experience for you.”

“Well, it’ll definitely have more different spices. There’s some eastern dishes that I’ve been dying to try out, or is this going more Mediterranean? Either way, I can make it work.”

“You’ll see.”

The elephant’s mysterious smile wasn’t quite bothersome, but it was a reminder of who was in charge and who was not. Alex rolled his eyes slightly, turning his attention back to his burrito. They might be having a day out later, but before that, they had to go back to school, and he had a sneaking suspicion that things would have changed even further than they had the day before.

He felt he was going to need a full stomach for that.

#

They arrived together, this time, but not on a bus. Alex watched as the person-pulled carriage darted back down the road, dodging among the bicycles that were part of the traffic. Cars had been…well, reduced seemed to be the best word, as if they were no longer so common, and it had been a surprisingly quiet route to school with that change. He shook his head, trying not to think about that too much, knowing that it would become confusing in a hurry if he started making too many comparisons to the way that things used to be.

At the same time, it was impossible to take his eyes off of the college, shaking his head in awe at what it had become.

Rather than the square buildings with the environmentally-conscious piping and tubing on the outside to collect power, they had been aged backwards, turned into minarets and spires that collected as towers, bridged across the heights by great expanses of wood and rope. He could see people wandering from building to building, and here and there, he swore he saw magic carpets flying through the sky.

That had to be an illusion; had all this happened overnight?

He looked up at his master, but the elephant had no clues in his expression. If anything, he seemed rather teasingly smug, his mouth turned up in a smile, his eyes doing the same, somehow.

“Alright, keep your secrets…”

He muttered under his breath as he took a step forward. However, he’d barely managed that one step before –

“GAH!”

There was a sudden tug on his ankle, stopping him in his tracks and leaving him standing on one foot. He hopped a few times, looking over his shoulder.

“What in the –”

“Ah ah. Remember, you are a slave, now, and that requires some special attire.”

“You – couldn’t we have done this at your place?”

“We could have, but let’s be honest. You’d have more fun showing off in public.”

“I…well…”

He blushed. He could feel the urge to do that rising from inside, and he knew that it was coming from Nataraj. The lizard, in all the memories that he’d been allowed to see, had been one hell of an eager slut, someone that wanted to experience a great deal of different kinks, someone that knew that he was hot enough to get away with it. And he had to admit, the idea of getting dressed up as a slave right here, right now…where someone could see his ass…where he could be exposed as…

His boner rising up was all that he needed to confirm that he genuinely wanted to do it, and Alex sighed in defeat.

“Fiiiiine,” he said, as if it was some great sacrifice.

“Now, off with the shorts and top.”

The half-man, half-lizard blushed as he dragged at the crop top that he had been wearing, taking off the fishnets and leaving him bare to the waist. The booty shorts were still shredded from the day before, but they were still studded with rose quartz and were still made of denim, and formed a sort of loincloth that covered his crotch…mostly. His boner was making that a bit more difficult, now, and his balls were still big enough that they were hanging down low enough to be exposed already.

“Come on, slave. Let me have them.”

“Alright, alright, just…give me a second…”

He took a breath, hooking his fingers through his waistband. It was just one more piece of clothes, and it wasn’t like he would be the only person that was underdressed on campus. He could see a number of other people walking onto the campus wearing less than him, other ‘slaves’ that were collared around their necks rather than by their toes or feet, and he could see some of them being brought out completely naked.

[i]God, if he ever made me do that for the whole day, I…[/i]

Well, there would be a part of him that would like it, he admitted. But that wasn’t quite there yet.

“Come now. Let me have them.”

With one last breath of anticipation, Alex yanked his pants down and handed them over before he could think about it. The scales along his legs had progressed, he realized, and he was more than just half-lizard. In fact, while his face was still somewhat flat – the snout hadn’t grown in that much just yet – the rest of his body was showing quite a few lizard traits. His slender torso had already taken on quite a few scales, green on the sides and yellowing towards the belly, while the scales along his feet had almost reached his crotch. His arms were likewise changed, with only a hint of flesh remaining, and that too was slowly getting covered.

He ran his fingers along his scales, almost forgetting that he was naked as he stared at the new bits, completely conscious of it for the first time. It was surprisingly smooth, and he rather liked it.

“This is weird…”

“I hope it’s a good weird,” Deleram said, tossing the old clothes into a bag and pulling something else out. “Here you are.”

The naked Alex blushed where he stood, trying not to think about the way that he probably looked. Sure, he was naked, but he had someone else looking after him…and there were other naked people…others that were staring at him and getting boners…

[i]Gah![/i]

Okay, so he wasn’t quite so ready for this as he thought, but he was trying. He grabbed the clothes that the elephant offered, shook them out, and jammed himself into them without even thinking. He felt them slide on, feeling almost silky – no, very silky – and it was only when he was actually covered that he looked down and realized, actually, that he wasn’t very covered at all.

It didn’t help that the clothes were completely transparent, barely offering color as they covered his body. They were like harem clothes, lacking any sort of cover or modesty, but rather serving to frame the body and show it off. His were blue, and they swept around his hips like the sea around a rock sticking out of it. It showed off just how big his hips had become, how rounded, how…

How feminine, as a matter of fact.

That was a way of thinking about it that he hadn’t considered, and he blushed worse than ever as he tried to put it out of his head.

As he tried to get used to being dressed and undressed at the same time, the elephant master pulled him along.

“Come now. It’s time for class.”

“Class? What the heck are they going to teach with me dressed like this?”

“Exactly what you need to know.”

#

It turned out to be a pampering class, and despite his blushes, Alex couldn’t help but smile as he was left at his master’s feet, gently dragging his new, slender fingers along those thick elephant soles. He was able to use his tail to drip oil over the warm flesh, unlike some of the other slave students, and he got glowing praise for that, the teacher commending him for using everything that he had available to tend to his master.

It was a strange sort of class, he had to admit, but he rather liked the new, rounded classrooms. It meant that they were able to sit on cushions for comfort around the room, with the teacher lecturing in the middle, turning from student to student as a fire burned and filled the room with calming incense. He had never been so relaxed while he was learning, and it made him feel like he was really picking up the subject better than he normally would.

All around him were other slaves that were tending to their masters. He saw dogs, mostly, but also a few other lizards, a python on the far end of the room, and there was a mouse two spaces over from him, as well. All species that ended up being cared for more often than not.

And on the top? Elephants, orcs, dragons, powerful things that would require slaves to tend to them, to ease their stress, to take them away from the world when they were tired of dealing with it.

[i]You are an integral part of ensuring your Master’s continued capability,[/i] the teacher had said at the start of the class. [i]Without you, your Master will slowly fall apart. Stand with them, help them, and they will last far longer than they will on their own.[/i]

Knowing that he was responsible for that might have been a bit scary, but maybe there was some more melding with Nataraj, or maybe there was just some pride there instead, because he felt [i]good[/i] to be trusted with that. It meant that the elephant had picked him out of all the potential subs on the campus because he was good enough, skilled enough, had enough potential to actually help him out. He wasn’t just there to be fucked and used; he was there because he could do something for his master.

And so, he learned the arts of massage properly. The teacher, a jackal, wandered around the room to check on the various students, and whenever he came ‘round to where the elephant and Alex were, the lizard-becoming leaned back to show the teacher what he was doing. More importantly, he listened, moving his hands at the slightest bit of feedback and adjusting what he was doing.

“Good man,” the jackal said as Alex pulled his fingers down to the arch, rubbing properly outwards at a minutely different angle. “See how that makes him groan, feel the muscle tension shifting?”

“Yeah. Wow. It’s so obvious now.”

“Now, keep doing that, and if you have any other questions, ask me next time I come around.”

Nodding, Alex went back to tending those soles, feeling how soft and smooth they were against his fingers. Ever since that first session at the table, he had been entranced by those beautiful feet, but now, they were even better. The oil covering them, giving them a shine, meant that they looked positively hypnotic. He blushed at the thought, guessing that his master had already done that a few times, but he couldn’t quite remember it happening.

Ah, well. That was probably for the best.

As he slowly slid his massaging fingers further up the elephant’s sole, dragging them between the toes, his master cleared his throat. Alex looked up, and then smiled at the sight of the boner in his master’s pants.

“Are you enjoying it that much, master?”

“Oh, more than that.”

“Do you want more?”

“Heh, yes, but not just yet. However…Scoot forward.”

Alex did the best he could, dragging himself across the floor until he sat before the throne that his master had been allowed. The elephant put his other oiled foot on Alex’s crotch, and the slippery sole soaked the silk against his cock. He blushed, squirming as the pants became a sort of wet, slippery condom around his cock, but that wasn’t the worst of it.

No, that came when the master pulled the front of his pants down, exposing his cock. The big, fat head pointed right at him, and Alex shivered as he sucked in the musk that came off of it, the thick scent that came from the other, bigger, better man. He lowered his head in instinctive submission, and sucked in another breath that sent a shiver down his spine.

“Master…”

“You are mine now, Alex. Will you bear my scent, as well as my ring?”

“Your…your scent?” he asked, his cock twitching and throbbing upwards beneath that slippery gray sole, his fingers struggling to keep up with the massage.

“Slaves have no scent of their own, only the scent of their master’s. It allows us to track them wherever they go, and it allows other masters to know who they are dealing with when a slave shows up.”

“And…and it takes away…”

“Yes. Are you ready?”

Alex blushed. He had never considered something so extreme as the loss of a personal scent, but at the same time, there was something rather hot, rather intense about it. To know that he would be taking his master’s scent with him wherever he went, not only as a comfort for himself, but to be that sort of extension of his master…

“Yes…I’m ready.”

“Then bow.”

Alex did as he was told, and as the pre-cum started to flow from the master’s cock to his face, he felt the scales growing, too. His face continued to push outwards, his snout coming in faster as the mark of the master settled upon him.

More than that, he could smell that thick musk, that hot, powerful scent sinking into his nose. What little awareness he had of his own smell was disappearing quickly, and he shivered as he felt the loss as nothing more than the shedding of old skin. It was something that needed to go for the moment, something that needed to be replaced.

This was a claim, a claim done on a deep, primal level, and he was loving it.

He moaned, shifting forward a bit more, hunching his hips as his cock throbbed under the big gray sole over it. Yet, at the same time, he could feel something seeping in down there. The oil? No, the sweat behind it, another scent that was taking away his own. Alex moaned, feeling the soft crick-cracks as his face stretched out painlessly, the snout taking away his lips, giving him a longer face than before and, more importantly, a longer tongue.

As the pre-seed rolled over the top of his head, the scales grew under his hair, making it fall out, leaving him bald and lizard-like for real. He could feel it running over his ears as they were pulled in, making holes on the side of his head rather than rounded things to support jewelry or glasses. Not that he minded; it felt like he was finally coming into his own.

The anointing of his head continued, the pre-cum flowing down the back of his neck, along the sides of his head. He kept massaging all the while, not forgetting his duty, not forgetting his place, but he shivered and moaned from time to time at the enjoyment of what he was getting.

[i]I am his,[/i] he thought. [i]I am –[/i]

[i]WE are his,[/i] the other voice said. Nataraj.

[i]We are his,[/i] Alex agreed.

They moaned together as they were marked, their scent utterly obliterated in almost all ways as the pre-cum rolled down their back, over their tail and along their ass cheeks. There was only one place that had yet to be marked properly that still held their scent, and the lizard shivered as he looked up at his master.

“May…may we offer our feet to be marked, Master?” Alex said, Nataraj backing him up.

“You may.”

And so, with the master’s permission, the lizard rolled onto his back and offered his soles in the air, and as the master’s pre-cum drizzled down on them, rubbed in by a few sharp thrusts along their feet, Alex and Nataraj moaned. They were completely marked, smelling like elephant, and would for a long time to come.

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

Summary: Alex wakes up in Deleram’s house, and the elephant and half-lizard share some time together, talking about their future, and having a bit of naughty fun after.

Tags: M/M, lizard, human, elephant, transformation, series, magic, reality alteration, musk, foot fetish, cooking, naked, nudity, boner, erection, scent, pre-cum, marking, master/slave, sub/dom, domination, relationship, school, college, university,