A Certain Superiority
Yet another character vignette, this one belonging to Drakina as commissioned by FA: DrakeHavok and involving a little bit of transformation and manipulation on her part.
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A Certain Superiority For Drakehavok By Draconicon
"So lovely for you to pay me a visit, Havok. It's been so long since I've seen you."
The dragoness smiled as she curled her fingers through the air, drawing the white dragon to her. It was so simple, with her power, to change a levitation spell to a gripping one, and drag him over to float in front of her. Drakina stroked a finger down the white dragon's neck, chuckling to herself as he stuttered.
"I-I must protest this...I, I'm not visiting, you just summoned me here."
"Oh, tomato, to-mah-to, Havok. You're my guest."
She stood up, her magic - the same purple as her scales - shifting Havok around to follow like a floating courtier behind her. Not bothering with the robe her brother had sent her as a gift long ago, Drakina walked towards the tunnel at the far side of her improvised throne room.
"And my guests deserve the best of treatment."
"But I'm not - mmph!"
A gag seemed appropriate, leather with amethyst buckles. Perhaps a little too feminine for him, but it looked quite nice. She chuckled. He'd be wearing a great deal more before the evening was over, as would befit his new station...
He kept floating behind her as she walked out of her throne room, passing into the halls and tunnels of her underground home. It was much more comfortable down here, she found. Less people to interfere with her, and few of her subjects dared to come searching for her once she was not in audience on the upper levels. They knew better.
She hummed softly to herself as she passed by several open rooms, occasionally turning to take a look at how the subjects were coming along. There were a few that were still openly disobeying her commands - namely a big-footed husky and a local dragon mayor - but they would fall in line like the others before long. The pleasures that she could offer her toys were nigh irresistible.
Eventually, she found an empty room, and floated her guest in with her. She dropped him down on a stone slab, and when he tried to jump off, she stopped him with a hand to his chest.
"Ah ah. Let's not get too jumpy now, Havok."
"Mmmph!"
"I don't think you'll be able to speak very well with that gag. Perhaps, if you promise to stop arguing, we'll see about taking it out."
"...Mmmph..."
"I'll take that as a yes, my friend."
With nothing but a flick of her fingers, the gag came free, and Havok immediately started coughing, clearing his throat after his mouth had been held open. It was a fairly standard reaction for those that had been restrained. Given back their freedom, they often felt almost 'attacked' by it. She smiled, letting him finish clearing his throat and lungs as she turned her attention to the room.
Unlike the 'breaking' rooms that were further back, this was more of a guest room. To her eyes, little corners of it glowed, places where magic was waiting to be activated. There, a bed that would be summoned to the corner. There, a place to eliminate waste. There, a place to bring light to the sealed-off room. And there -
A dragon trying to leave. Tut, tut.
She didn't even gesture at his this time. Instead, she pointed her tail at the tiptoeing Havok, stopping him in his tracks as she crossed her arms under her breasts.
"Seriously, I thought we were done dealing with this."
"I don't want to be a guest! I know what you do to guests."
"Oh, Havok, trust me."
Drakina smiled, floating him back to her so that she could grip his chin. She made him look her in the eyes, and smirked.
"I summoned you here to offer you a gift, as my guest. Whatever you get out of it, well, that's up to you. But I think that you'll enjoy what I'm offering. It's not like you can get it anywhere else."
"But...you always summon people to break them..."
"Oh, not true. Sometimes I summon them to give them gifts of appreciation."
"Is that what you call it when you're spreading your legs instead of them?"
She arched an eyebrow, and brought her hand down, down, down. All the way down, between his legs. A quick squeeze, and her smile got a little toothier. Despite all of his protests, he was quite hard, and he blushed as she started squeezing, teasing, rubbing him through the remnants of his clothes. Little more than a loincloth, at this point.
"Havok...I'm going to explain one thing, and I'm going to do it very quickly. After that, you can take my gift, and do with it what you will. But until then, I suggest you shut up, unless you want me to show you how you can literally fuck yourself."
As the white dragon nodded, she pulled her hand back from his prick. It wasn't much to speak of, just yet - not compared to her own, and not compared to the bigger toys that she had stuffed in the breaking rooms - but her gift would fix that. She instead stroked up his chest, her fingers circling around where his nipples would be, if they were more visible against his scales.
"You've been very good at teasing my brother. I've been watching, you know, and I've seen the way that he's been crawling around, whimpering and moaning from the way that you've fucked him. Seeing him like that...mmm, it's quite good to see him in his proper place. Not as nice as putting him there myself, but still, quite nice. And for that, I decided that you deserve a little reward. And I thought, what better reward, than the best form of all?
"You see, Havok, I've decided that you would make a very good herm, and I am going to give you that body, free of charge, right now."
"Wait, no! I don't -"
"Too late."
She pinched at his chest, and the scales started melding, molding together at her touch. The purple magic started flowing out of her fingers, molding at his chest and making it stretch, making the scales flow outwards as she pulled on them. A little more magic sunk into him, and the flaps of scales soon began to fill, bubbling outwards with an incredible speed. She smiled as she watched the curves start coming in, licking her lips.
She brought her hands further down, letting the growth at the chest continue as Havok hung in mid-air. He whimpered and squirmed, but there was no stopping it now. She dragged her hands down his sides, pushing them inwards like he was made of clay. The waist pulled in, and the hips flared out, just as they should.
"Mmm, very nice, taking to it very well. You must have a natural receptiveness to magic. Certainly something you should take advantage of."
"I...ah...what..."
"Yes, yes, moan away. Most of them do when this is happening."
Drakina brought her hands around the dragon's hips, feeling at his ass. Nice and plush, but not very big, nor very bouncy. She would have to fix that.
One hand came down in a spank, and her magic jolted around him, zapping from one end of his ass to the other. It sparkled along his scales, and when she brought her hand down a second time, it sparked, and bounced. Feeling the ripples under her fingers made her grin, and she nodded to herself.
"Excellent..."
Again and again, she brought her hand down, and again and again, his ass bounced a little bit more, getting a little bit bigger, a bit heftier each time. She pulled at them, spreading them before letting them clap back together. It was a most satisfying sound, and she grinned a little wider as she walked behind the floating dragon, getting a good view of that growing set of globes.
As she worked her hands down his legs, slimming them down and adding a little curve to his thighs, she could feel her own cock rising up, her own need getting bigger. But the dragoness knew better than to push things. She was a Sorceress, after all, and she knew when the time was right.
That didn't mean she stopped herself from grinding against his pale feet, letting her seed carry her magic along his soles. They lengthened and slimmed down at the same time, becoming more feminine and more...sleek, she supposed the word would be. They looked like toys, with the toes getting painted in a purple color, and the arches high and eager to receive a cock between them.
She stood up again, running her hands along Havok's curvy hips, and then up to his chest. He had to be at least a DD cup at this point, heavy against her hands. She could grow him bigger, she supposed, but it wouldn't be much use. After all, she wanted him to be quite curvy, but not overly so.
"Mmmph...Why does...this feel...so good?"
"Because herms are the best. Particularly my kind...and you like being the best, I think."
"The...the best?"
"Of course."
Drakina chuckled, running one hand over his ass, and then down between his legs. A little spark of magic started the next change, opening up a little slit just behind his balls. Havok gasped, and she wiggled her finger, working it into the developing pussy.
"Herms have all the fun. We have more holes than the other genders, and we're much, much better developed. Doesn't it feel good, having that weight at your chest, that bounce in your rear?"
She pushed at that, giving him a little spank to drive the point home. He jumped at the impact, as much as he could in midair, but moaned. She chuckled; he was getting into it, getting quite into it.
The dragoness ran her hand up his head, rubbing behind the horns, and kissed the back of his neck. The transformation rushed through their shared contact, and she could feel the feminization going through his features. It didn't take long, but she reveled in it, knowing that soon, Havok would have only one remaining male feature, one feature that was of use.
She stepped back, admiring her creation. Though the white scales remained, little else what had been the male Havok did. Sporting breasts that were more than a handful, and hips that looked like they would sway on their own size without needing to be taught, the new dragoness looked like a sultry fem from one of the clubs that she allowed down in her valley. She would walk on long, slender feet that were decorated like a lady's.
Even that cock didn't quite look like it had. It had swollen during the transformation, and had gotten nearly thirteen inches long. It was a fat shaft, too, one that would sway and smack along the dragoness' thighs, and probably be rather loud when she was walking around, as well.
Drakina chuckled to herself.
"My my, now isn't that a good look for you?"
"It's...it's..."
"Yes?"
"So slutty! I want my old body back!"
Her smile slipped, but just a little.
"Havok, come now, is that any way to talk about the gift I've given you?"
"Forced on me, more accurately. Come on, give me my old body back. You said that this didn't have a condition on it."
"Oh, but you haven't even used it yet."
"...Used it?"
"Of course, you didn't think that you'd get it and not have the chance to try it out, did you?"
She lowered him to the floor, and used her free hand for another spell. Another, powerful, summoning spell.
In a flash, the room was filled with three other people. Two of them, an orca and a horse, were toys that she had trained and broken. Their bodies were quite feminine, though their cocks were anything but, and their breasts were pierced through the nipple with a silver dragon claw.
The third was her brother. Draconicon looked around in surprise, but before he could protest, she reached between her legs, gathering her scent, and rubbed it over his nose. He stiffened up, his cock rising up in that rather ridiculous latex thing that he'd been wearing over the course of his slavery, and he went still, obedient. Just as he always did when she managed to surprise him with her scent.
Havok brushed past her, darting to the black dragon and shaking him. It didn't work, of course. The scent of her would keep him from snapping out of anything short of a punch to the face, which she doubted that Havok would resort to. The white dragoness blushed, slowly turning around.
"What...what are you going to do?"
"What would I do anywhere else? I'm going to show you how much better it is...to be a herm. Now, perhaps, you'll make your choice of who will fill you where?"
"You mean...they're going to fuck me?"
"No, no. You, my dragoness dear, are going to fuck them. Just because you're the one being penetrated doesn't mean that you're the one underneath them all."
She chuckled, patting her guest's head. He - or rather, she, at this point - looked around. Despite the blush on Havok's cheeks, she could see her guest's cock rising up, staying tall and proud, no matter how humiliated its owner might have been.
"I can...I can have any of them?"
"You're going to have all of them. The question is, where?"
"I...I guess...Drac could have my ass - whoa!"
And with no more than the request, the dragon was already acting. She smiled as her brother lifted Havok off of her feet, spreading her legs. Both holes were easily visible, though Draconicon was only going for the back one. It took him some time - and some help from her - to get it in, but as soon as it went in, Havok started moaning, her other hole starting to drip.
"Hehehe, and for your pussy?"
"Do...do I have to?"
"Yes, you do, if you want to learn this lesson."
"...Then...then I'll take the...the horse down there..."
She nodded, gesturing at her toy. The horse immediately laid down on the stone floor, and Draconicon carried the white herm over to the other male. It took even less time to get Havok impaled on that horse cock, bouncing back and forth between Draconicon and the thick stallion beneath her. Drakina smiled, lazily stroking her own cock to the show.
That only left one toy, and the orca moved at her gesture. Havok looked up just in time to get a faceful of cock, and feel it sliding down her throat. Back and forth, the white dragoness rocked, slammed into from behind before getting her throat filled to the brim with a thick rod of orca meat. Drakina smiled in approval, watching Havok's breasts sway under her for a few moments before crouching beside her guest.
"It feels so good to be fucked like this, doesn't it?"
"Mmmph...mmm..."
"So good to be a herm, so good to be in the body that can feel pleasure the best. You have everything...a male's prostate...a woman's breasts...an eager, dripping pussy...a cock that begs to be used...you have it all..."
Havok whimpered, panting, dripping all over the horse at the bottom. Drakina smiled, reaching down between the white dragoness' legs and grabbing hold of that thick cock. She pumped it as she continued.
"This is the best that you've ever felt, isn't it? The feeling of being wanted, the feeling of being used. So many options, so many ways that you can entice someone. So many ways that you can lure them in, and use them for your own pleasure. Because you are using them, little Havok. You are using all these cocks for yourself."
The three males showed no real signs of recognizing what she was saying, but she was used to that. They were quite silent except when she wanted them to talk, and that's the way that it should be.
At the same time, Havok was slowly rocking back and forth more powerfully, taking the cocks more eagerly. One hand came off of the floor, grabbing the orca's cock and jerking it off, rather than letting it just fuck her face, and Drakina nodded in approval.
"Yes, that's it...take charge like a real herm...let yourself be the one to guide all the others. After all, you're the superior over them, right now...aren't you, little sister?"
A blush, but no protest. Perfect. Drakina stroked Havok's cock a little faster, circling her thumb around the head of the shaft. It throbbed for her, constantly oozing and dripping, and she chuckled.
"That's right, a good little sister...and a little sister learns best from her big sister, doesn't she? Learns how to use her body right. Learns how to use every asset that she has to entice other people, to use them, to enjoy them...and you want your big sister to teach you everything, don't you?"
"Mmm-hmmm!"
"Then let's start with proper anal..."
Four hours later...
Drakina smiled as she pulled out of her 'sister's' creampied hole, watching her brother's seed as well as her own drip out of it. The white dragoness was grinning, though her eyes were glazed over. It was about as she expected, to be honest.
Raising a bit of rock out of the floor to serve as a seat, Drakina got comfortable before taking a good look at Havok. The other toys had done quite a number on her. The white dragoness had both her holes gaping, filled with what had to be liters of seed, if not gallons. Both breasts were drenched, her feet were soaked, and her face looked like it had been used as a random paint splatter sheet.
And that wasn't counting the new accessories. Nipple clamps, a harness that propped up her new breasts, and a pair of anklets completed the herm-slut look. The gag from earlier lay at the side, waiting to be worn...but she doubted that Havok would be needing it anytime soon.
At the same time, she looked...happy. Very happy. And that's what the dragoness had been aiming for.
"How do you feel, little sister?"
"I feel amazing! Why didn't you teach me that when I was younger?"
"Oh, I didn't think that you were ready. Besides, back then you were a prude."
Not to mention that you don't remember the reality of things anymore, Drakina thought. The long fuck, combined with some magic and a lot of stimulation, had done a number on Havok's memories. She doubted that the new dragoness remembered being a male anymore, let alone any of the things that he had done in the past.
Which had been the plan all along. Make a new toy, one that would obey her, and one that had the inner strength to go out and make more toys for itself and for her.
And besides...she'd always been curious what it would be like, having a 'sister' instead of a brother. She patted her lap.
"Come on...ride me one more time..."
The End