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? Slayer or Layer 6 For Lorvianne By Draconicon

Lorkos couldn't believe the situation, but he could believe the dick that was grinding between his legs as he got on all fours. It was too hard, too slippery, and too hot for it to be anything but the real thing.

The wolf growled into the dirt, his hands gripping the roots of the tree in front of him, but it was nothing compared to the grip that the drake had on him. Hard scales and sharp claws dragged through his fur, and he shivered as he imagined how it would feel when the scales spread to there.

No, no, don't think of that. Just think of getting away from these damn stupid -

Another mistake. He groaned, the pleasure and pressure and heat of his cursed pussy spreading the scales further out from his crotch, sending them up and around his hips, along his thighs, and back towards his asshole. Lorkos growled and groaned and bit at his tongue to keep the needy moans that wanted to come out from escaping, but the damage was already done. He could see and feel his fur falling out where the scales touched, and he hissed and panted in need as the drake behind him continued slowly grinding against his scaly nethers.

The musk in the air was almost choking, settling on his tongue and reminding him how very needy his scent had made the drakes around him. Eight of them. Eight damn -

"Nnngh!"

He bit off the thought, not just from the burning scales that were pushing along his body, but also from the sudden penetration. The pointed head of the drake's cock gave way to the thickness just below it, his scaly cunt spreading wide to allow it entrance. He bit his lips again, trying to hold back whimpers and moans, but the pleasure was already rising higher. His toes curled against the earth, and his fingers curled tighter around the roots before him, trying to keep his grip on everything.

Nnngh...just...just ride it out...if you lay eggs, then you can...can turn back again...then you can crush them later...

He doubted that the curse would allow that sort of thing, but he had to give himself hope from something. Already, the pleasurable thrusts from the drake were building up his orgasm, and he shivered as the drake's hind feet pressed down on his legs, lifting the creature up even higher, letting it thrust into him from a different angle. Every time that it bottomed out, he let out a new squeal of pleasure, the sound humiliating him as much as the sensation did.

Lorkos could hear and see the other drakes pacing around him, each one obviously wanting a turn at the slutty 'dragoness' that they could smell on the ground. His pussy clenched down at the thought of the many drakes taking turns, filling him up. Even as he tried to resist it, thoughts continued to push in, fantasies and images that were entirely the fault of the curse.

He didn't want to be fucked on his back, his hips in the air and his body tied to the drake in question, but his body did.

He didn't want to be pinned in place, his ass and his pussy left drenched and drooling with drake cum, but his body did.

He didn't want to be turned into a whore for the scaly beasts, but his body damn well did.

In and out, in and out the drake went, and each thrust contributed to the already-spreading changes along his body. The same red scales were spreading from his crotch outwards, starting to cover his butt, taking away the furred protection that he had and replacing it with a smoother, scaly version. He groaned, feeling scales on scales rather than the soft, muted feeling of it against his fur.

The drake growled, its claws starting to skitter along the scales that were forming on Lorkos's hips, but the former wolf wasn't going to complain about that. The drake was slipping, sliding forward a little. That was good. It meant the thrusting wasn't as fun, that he could think, that he could -

"Nnngh!"

Another thrust, this time from below, the drake leaning its hips back for better leverage. It hit his...his g-spot, from the feeling of it, and he saw stars as the drake slammed in again and again, hitting that spot every time.

He gasped and panted for breath, each thrust knocking it right back out of him, and he slid forward in the earth, his hips only held up by the drake's desperate forepaws. He groaned as his body grew more and more limp, unable to hold itself up against the onslaught of pleasure coming from behind. Every time that another shock went through him, it was everything that Lorkos could do to keep himself on all fours rather than falling down, and it showed as he lost more and more of his struggle to keep thinking.

His mind was on fire as the heat of his crotch spread through him, taking over everything that it touched and leaving him an unthinking beast in short order. With his pussy clenching like mad, his body shaking from head to toe, he soon lost all thought of everything but the need to cum.

Back and forth, back and forth he started rocking, meeting the drake's cock as it slammed into him. He swore that he felt that there was something growing at the base of his spine, but more than that, growing out from his ass. Each thrust seemed to make him jiggle a bit, as if he was growing back there, but that was impossible.

Had to be impossible.

In and out, in and out, the drake's cock throbbing harder with each passing thrust, and Lorkos's tongue started hanging out, his eyes rolling back. He was so close to orgasm, so close to going over the edge -

"RAAAAAAWR!"

The drake suddenly hilted with him, slamming in every inch of its foot-long cock. He seized up, his eyes going wide as he stared up into the sky. He felt the scales along his crotch squeezing down, his pussy getting tighter, his pleasure right on the edge of actual orgasm...

But even as the cum flooded into him, even as the drake filled the cursed wolf with more than enough cum for an entire clutch of eggs, there was no orgasm for him.

Lorkos groaned, whimpering as the drake pulled out. He turned, trying to rub himself, trying to take himself over the edge, but even as he forced three fingers into his stretched-out, scaly cunt, there was nothing that he could do. All he could manage was to hold himself right at that point, but going over was impossible. It was the curse, again, the curse holding him back, making him beg for more.

And there was plenty more to be had.

The drakes were arrayed all around him, one with a sloppy dick, the other seven throbbing and waiting for their turns. He panted as he looked at them, his need begging him to submit, to give in, to get more than he had already gotten. The wetness drooling down between his legs only made it all the harder to resist, his arousal right there, right on the cusp.

Just...just need one...

He could deal with one...he hoped.

Looking at his back, he could see the hint of a tail about to take over his own, a scaly, reptilian one that would sway in a way that he would never get used to. His hips had grown, now wider and spread out like a female's, and he could tell that his insides had changed further, too, no longer so narrow and held together like a wolf's. He'd be able to take a dragon's dick, if he had to, and birth a dragon's egg.

The thought of birthing anything sent a shiver down his spine, but with the way that his womb was already feeling...

That drake already has me pregnant...what's...what's one more?

It was the only thing he could tell himself to make himself okay with it. Looking at the various drakes, he crawled right to the one that had the biggest cock, and then turned around, backing his half-scaly, half-furry body under it, pressing his hips against the dangling cock, and then reached back.

Touching a scaly's cock was a hundred times harder than just letting it take him, but he couldn't stop. The heat between his legs was too strong, too powerful. If he could just have a moment to think -

But there was no time to think. There was just time to breed.

He held the dick in place as he pushed back, and thankfully, as soon as the tip was inside, the drake took charge.

"Oh fuck!"

Lorkos was pinned down, and just like that, the heavenly thrusting continued. He moaned out loud, leaning his head back as he drooled over the ground before him. His eyes rolled back in their sockets as the red scales spread further and further across his body, running up his back and down his legs. His thighs curved, his waist widened, his pussy drenched the cock that was slamming into him.

As his tail started to change, so did his lower legs, his feet. He was given digitigrade, scaly feet again, which he knew would force him to walk with more of a sway than he already did, forcing his ass out like he was some whore on a corner selling herself. It would make him all the more sexualized, and in the back of his mind, perhaps he might have had some objection to that.

But with that drake dick inside him, all that mattered was cumming.

His orgasm was right there, and as he raced towards it, the changes raced over him. Red scales covered him from the waist down, now, and the scales were slowly running down his arms, too, covering his hands in short order. His fingers curled into the earth, grabbing hold of it as the drake sped up, and he used that leverage to push himself back. Even as his fingers curled, even as his nails turned to claws, he was unable to stop himself, pushing back to get more and more of that glorious dick.

Lorkos threw his head back, the back of his furred head rubbing against the drake's belly. The big beast was drooling off to the side, enjoying itself, and he wasn't much better.

"Yes...yes...yes!"

The former dragon-hunter finally threw his head back and screamed, his orgasm overwhelming him in seconds. He bucked back in micro-thrusts as his pussy spasmed hard around the thick drake dick inside of him, his inner walls milking the thick shaft as hard as he could, his body trying to drain it, trying to get the seed for making even more eggs in his belly. Just a bit more...just a bit...

And then the drake came.

The mostly-transformed wolf slumped forward as he felt the hot flood shoot through him, his eyes going wide and his tongue hanging out of his mouth as a second, rolling orgasm shot through him. He almost flopped down on the ground entirely, his shaky limbs barely supporting him as the drake pounded in, each thrust delivering another shot of cum right into the depths of his womb. It was...it was...

Glorious.

The haze of pleasure slowly faded as the drake pulled off, and he looked down at himself, trying to see how bad it had gone.

The answer was very. His belly was swollen, more than triple its size compared to just an hour ago, and he knew that most of it was cum. It would fade away, but the eggs would remain, growing bigger and bigger until he had to birth them. How long that would be, he didn't know, but he didn't plan to stay in the mountains and find out. He might not be able to smash the eggs directly without activating the curse, but what about laying them somewhere that they could never survive?

Maybe that would be his way around what the cursed dragoness wanted him to do.

With his body scaled from the neck down, Lorkos slowly dragged himself back to his feet. It was hard to do, and with his new balance, it was hard to stay on them. He swayed back and forth, his pussy drooling drake cum and his ass swaying and jiggling until he found his new center of gravity.

The other drakes moved around him, occasionally staring up at him as they walked circles around him. It was an intimidating sight, and if he had still been in the depths of his heat, then he might have been tempted to get back on all fours and let them pound their need right into his body.

But the eggs were good for one thing. They kept that need down...for now.

Lorkos didn't hesitate. He ran forward, throwing himself over the first drake and then leaping over another. He rolled under a third, and with that, he was back to running down the mountain. As the air cleared of drake musk and his own aroused scent, he was able to think more clearly.

Just get down the mountain. Settlement not far. If you can lay the eggs, nobody will know you have a dragon...cunt. Just hide it until you can find a wizard, and you'll be fine.

Of course, there was always the possibility that by bringing the eggs down out of the mountains, by laying them at the foot of the great peaks rather than on the heights that he would start spreading more of the creatures through the lowlands, that they might start getting footholds in the mammalian cities and settlements. There was even the possibility that he would set up his next mating partners by not leaving the eggs up high on the mountains.

Lorkos didn't care. He needed to get away from all the dragons and kobolds and drakes, and the only way to do that was get off the mountain.

Now.

The End