Double the Honor, Double the Fun
Double the Honor, Double the Fun
I took in a deep breath to sample the scents of the forest around me. It was a warm, humid day, so even the simplest, faintest odours were thick in my nares.
No sign of the beast, though. The Beast known as Forfalaq.
I, Ceylon of Infuire was here with a mission, to force the submission of the great beast of the mountains, the only creature known to the world to be borne of a Saurossin mother and a Wolven father. He was said to be very large, very strong, and above all else, VERY powerful.
Naturally, the Infuiran king was very keen on harnessing that power for himself, any beast that was nearly 60 feet long, larger than most homes, would make a VERY powerful weapon. Or ally
My job, as king's messenger, was simple: I had to force this massive beast to bow down to me, pledge his allegiance to me. I was a quadruped gryphon, meaning I was one of the few skilled enough, and large enough to take on a beast of his size.
From beak to tail-tip I had a total length of 26 feet, I stood over 7 feet tall at my shoulders (almost 9 feet at the top of my head), and I had a massive 36 foot wingspan, making me the king's biggest and best insurance against attacking armies, or anything else that got in his way.
Gryphons were incredibly rare, a Jysar and Aran would mate, but only a very select few offspring would live beyond a couple days, but the ones who did were gifted with the absolute best strengths from both parents.
Crossbreeds were a tough gamble, but I'm living proof such bonds can exist successfully, but I was an even rarer breed.
It's a shame I was born a freak. Unlike my bipedal parents, I was born like an animal, with four legs instead of two; I also lacked any discernable gender. For this reason, I was cast aside, forced to fend for myself from my infancy. In a world where all civilized people walked on two legs, I was deemed undesirable, but not by everyone.
King Infuire found me, alone on the streets, and had taken me in. He raised me as his own, a gryphon of royal blood, both a weapon and a son, and for this I was eternally grateful, so I was eager to please him.
That's why I was here; I knew that the best way to prove to my king and adoptive father that I was able to fight and conquer even the mightiest foes. That's why I was in this densely packed jungle, wings pressed tight against my back so they didn't catch on branches or trees as I trudged through the forest.
I could have flown to the mountain plateau where the great Forfalaq was said to reside, but he was a flying beast himself. If I flew, he'd see me, so I had to climb up the side of the mountain to find him, a trip that took three days. I probably should have flown, but at the same time, three days is a long trip, and I was rather thirsty, the shade of the trees offered my some respite from the warm sun.
Once I finally made it to the plateau, I saw that there was a beautiful valley in the mountains; inside the valley there was a massive meadow, some small forest bush areas, and a lake that had to be as big as a small village and lined by a beautiful white beach. From this lake came a river trailing from said lake to the side of the valley and down the side of the mountain, a half-mile or so to my right. The meadow was surrounded on opposite sides by massive, towering mountains, making this both a plateau and valley.
Thirsty, I let out a shrill squeak of joy at the sight of the lake and bounded towards it, wings spread a little bit to help me float with each bound, a tactic I'd learned early on for conserving energy and running fast.
Coming to a skidding stop on the sandy beach of the lake, I thrust my face into the water and focussed my magic, literally sucking up the water into my beak and down my throat. I gulped every ounce down greedily. Three days without water, food, or any provisions will do that to you, no matter how disciplined you are.
After drinking my fill, I waded out into the lake up to my belly, hoping to catch a fish or two to gobble, but I was disappointed when all the fish swam away leaving small v-waves in their wake. I was hungry, but not so hungry I had to catch them right now. I would do it later. It wasn't like I was being particularly smart; of course they'd swim away. Everyone knows the only way for an avian to catch a fish is to fly and dive-bomb them.
Content, belly full of water, thirst quenched, I leaned back onto my hindquarters and looked through the valley, hind end still soaking in the shallow, sandy water. I couldn't see Forfalaq anywhere, and there were no caves to hide him as far as I could tell. He wasn't in the sky anywhere, nor was he on the ground, not in my field of vision anyway.
I clicked my beak in frustration, but didn't give up. Clearly he was not making himself known, perhaps he was hiding! After arguing with myself a moment, I gave in, feeling it would be best to just fly. I berated myself for making excuses earlier, the thirst, the shade, but in the end, it was a very simple solution to my problem. Gryphon eyes were part Aran and part Jysar, the two species that had the best vision of all the cultures in the world.
Spreading my wings wide, I took a running start toward the beach and leapt into the sky! I had to flap my wings hard, because I had some water in my rump-fur, and I was trapped between two mountains, meaning there were few breezes this low to the ground.
Patiently, I slowly climbed in altitude until a gentle breeze caught me and lifted me high into the sky. I was sure to press my legs against my body to keep me as sleek and aerodynamic as I could. I didn't want the extra wind resistance to slow me down!
Now hundreds of feet in the air, wind whipping my feathers and fur, I focussed my eyes and scanned the meadow, lake, and small forest below for any large creature. While up in the sky, I was reminded just how good my vision was: I could see every detail in the trees below me, every fish in the lake, and it wasn't long before I saw a large shifting mass of yellow flesh and blue fur underneath a dense canopy near a large boulder to the east, near the towering mountains that boxed in this valley.
Aha! Gotcha!
I tucked in my wings and leaned forward into a steep dive. I didn't screech to give away my position and warn him, I knew he was far too large to attack head on.
Toward the ground I plummeted, opening my wings to catch the wind just moments before hitting the ground, landing lightly in the clearing near him, hopping gently on my paws to lessen the impact.
With a shake off and a ruffling of my feathers, I steadied myself and looked through the trees towards the massive boulder, knowing Forfy was most definitely there just waiting for me to confront him. Did he know I was there? I didn't know, but I was going to confront him anyway!
A shuffling behind the bushes! He knew! It didn't matter, into the trees I went, my wings pushing away branches and ferns as I pushed forward, and before I knew it, there he was in all his glory, the massive creature... sound asleep, hidden very well under a large canopy of trees that had been bent overtop of him so other dragons couldn't see him.
I wasn't surprised, but I was impressed: he was as massive as I imagined! From what I could gather given his mass and the way he curled his tail around himself, the was likely somewhere between 50 and 60 feet long from snout to tail. Hus legs were as thick around as tree trunks, and his head was the size of my chest! He had to be twice as long as me, but had similar proportions, meaning he was about four times my mass!
He had thick, shaggy, blue fur covering a large portion of his body, starting at the top of his head, trailing his spine right down to the tip of his tail, it covered his entire back half and wrapped around his body, it also covered his rear legs. Where there wasn't blue fur, the rest of him was covered in what looked like thick, golden dragon scales. His face, chest, front paws, and wings were all this same truly beautiful color.
It was an odd combination of colors, but it was also oddly attractive!
Adorning the top of his head was a set of long, thick horns, much like any dragon in the realm, but he also had two on the back-ends of each of his cheekbones. Instead of small dragon-like ear-holes, he had perked, wolf-like ears that were adorned in the same deep blue fur most of his body was covered with.
Hesitant but confident, I walked up to his head and gently tapped him on the top of his maw to wake him up. He barely flicked an ear in response, so I brought up my claw and smacked harder, saying, "Wake up!" I made sure to say it in a stern, but not aggressive way.
"Unh?" he moaned as he shook his head and blinked his eye to wake himself from his slumber. "Who's there?"
I took a step back and sat back on my haunches, bringing one of my front claws up to my chest in a noble showing of regality. "I am Ceylon of Infuire, and I am here to negotiate your allegiance to the king!"
He raised a single eyebrow, the scales wrinkling a bit, before rolling his eyes and resting his head back down. "I swear allegiance to no king; now go away, I'm tired." He let out a deep breath and covered his face with a wing and tried to get back to sleep.
Frustrated, I clenched my fists for a moment before smacking him again, "Wake u-"
His wing lashed out at me, pushing me back and into a nearby tree, knocking the wind out of me, all before I even had the chance to finish my sentence!
While I struggled to regain my breath, I looked back to him and let out a hiss, my tongue snaking its way out of my mouth in an almost feral display of anger. I raised a claw, threatening to summon magic to get my point across. Sensing he had absolutely no desire to heed my warning, I focussed my energy on siphoning the moisture in the air to create a large ball of water that formed above his head. Once I had summoned enough water, I clenched my fist tightly, freezing the water into a rock-solid ball of ice! Weapon ready, I simply let it fall on him, landing directly on his head!
The entire ball of ice cracked and fell in three pieces down either side of his head, turning back to water and getting absorbed into the ground beneath him once I unclenched my claw. "Now wake up and face me!" I demanded.
He slowly opened his eye and glared at me, clearly unimpressed with my display of dominance. "If you don't leave me alone right now, you're going to be my next meal, and I'll let the ants eat I don't. Do you understand me?" It wasn't a question, it was a warning.
I clicked my beak and looked around nervously. It was clear he had me greatly outmatched in size, but I had magic on my side, something I was very, very good at. I was also quite smart; I knew how to manipulate the elements to my advantage, no matter the opponent.
Taking in a deep breath, I puffed out my avian chest and spoke with my beak up. "You will either come with me, or I will be forced to apprehend you, and if you resist, I will be forced to use extreme measures. When I am done with you, I will drag you back myself!" I nodded, happy with my retort, but he wasn't as impressed.
He slowly got up to confront me, but before he was fully up, he struck me with his wing elbow again, but this time I was expecting it so I dodged it easily, sidestepping his attack and retaliating by tossing a massive ball of fire at his head, singing his blue fur.
Shaking off my attack, he stared down at me, his massive head as hovering a few feet above me. He was truly massive, but I was more agile, and we both knew it!
He reared back onto his hind legs before leaned in close to me, letting out a massive roar in an attempt to scare me. I wasn't scared, though, I just leaned back so that his teeth didn't catch me, then I reached up and magically froze all the moisture and saliva in his mouth solid, shutting him up, freezing his massive blue tongue in place.
Unfazed, he clamped his mouth shut, ice shattering, shards splaying out from his maw before he shook off the daze and lunged at me.
I was fast, and saw his attack coming, so I splayed my wings, jumping backwards and into a tree, grabbing a branch and jumping off it into the air, catching a slight breeze and soaring off into the sky! I did a quick turnaround and dove back towards him, condensing and freezing the moisture in the air around me, using my speed and magic to fling many small spikes at him, but not one of them pierced his flesh, they only bounced off his fur and scales. They were too small! I needed more water!
More than a little annoyed now, the massive beast leapt onto the massive boulder and used it to launch himself into the sky after me!
Two steps ahead of him, I quickly spun around and flew low over the treetops, skimming along so low that he couldn't catch me without getting his wings tangled in the upper branches. He tried though, snapping at my tail as best he could, ten or fifteen feet above me.
Adjusting my wings to catch a cross breeze, I quickly gained altitude and was soon above him, spinning in the air and swooping back down on top of his wing, throwing him off balance and causing him to crash in the forest below, his massive frame bending and snapping even the biggest trees.
Kicking off his back, I leapt away as he turned and snapped at me, almost catching my tail tip! But I had a plan, and he was falling into it quite nicely! Sure that he saw what direction I was headed, I flew low over the trees and landed just outside the forest, gently bounding across the long grass and hovering just above the flowers, flying towards the lake until I was close enough to the lake. I spun around, tail flicking away bits of sand as I prepared myself.
Concentrating for just a moment, I stood up on my hind legs and raised my front paws, a gentle grinding pulsing through my body as my hips ground against my leg bones, rearranging my posture.
I may have been born in the form of an animal, but one of the first things I learned as a hatchling was to stand like a human, and in time I found I could imitate bipedal posture flawlessly.
Now standing on just two feet, I watched the treeline and waited. I could hear him thrashing around, snapping trees and rustling leaves. He was angry, but I was ready.
As he finally made his way out of the forest, breaking the final two trees in his way, I saw just how mad he was. He lumbered slowly towards me on all fours, his wings slightly spread; he growled at me, "You will regret waking me, Gryphon!"
I clicked my beak and kept my hands to my side, summoning the water from the lake behind me to rise up like a massive snake ready to strike his prey.
The great beast Forfalaq descended upon me, jaws open, ready for the kill. I could see right into his fleshy maw, his long blue tongue slightly extended, hungry to taste me! I would be having none of that!
Bringing my arms together, I instructed the water to leap forward, smothering Forfalaq's entire body with a thick coat of liquid. As soon as he was entirely smothered, I immediately used my magic to freeze him solid, completely encapsulated in beautiful, smoothe ice.
For a short moment, I thought I had won, he was entirely trapped, likely to concede defeat to me due to my clearly superior abilities in spite of my comparatively miniscule frame, but my moment of victory was short-lived. With a deafening boom, I saw the ice begin to split and destabilize, a loud cracking erupting from him! Playing it safe, knowing he was about to escape, I reached out to the lake and once again summoned more water to freeze the beast in place.
But I was too late, before the first strands of water had traced their way to the icy surface of my opponent, the ice exploded outward in a wave of solid ice blocks, the cascade of ice immediately melting once it hit the ground, no longer bound by my magics. The beast, as angry as can be, lunged forward and swiped at me with his front paw. I would have been able to dodge it, but the explosion of ice had me distracted long enough to affect my reflexes, and I was struck on the side of the head. It was a blow strong enough to almost knock me out, but before I was able to get back up, I felt a massive claw over my chest, pushing me into the ground.
I could feel his hot breath on my feathers as he leaned down, growling at me. "Gryphon, give me one good reason why I shouldn't bite you in half right now!"
Struggling to get a word out with his massive foreclaw on my chest, I sputtered out defiantly, "My...name...is Ceylon!"
Expecting him to bite me in half, I was surprised when the pressure on my chest receded, and he stepped back off me.
I looked up to see that he had taken sat back on his haunches, looking down at me. All anger had gone from his face; instead he had a thoughtful look, like he was deciding what to do with me.
I rolled onto my side and stood back up on all fours, my bones grinding back into their original quadruped shape, allowing me to comfortably walk on four legs again. "Why didn't you kill me? You had me at your mercy." I inquired.
He just shook his head and spoke slowly. "Ceylon...you are a very persistent soldier, and for that I respect you. However, I am not a killer, I do not wish to eat you or feed you to the ants like I had threatened." He walked around me in a circle, profiling my relatively miniscule frame. "No, I did not want to harm you; I only wanted to scare you away."
I glared at him, trying to get a look into his eyes to see if he was being sincere. "Why...why wouldn't you kill me? I tried to kill you."
Still circling me, he doubled back and went the other way around, pausing before answering. "Look at me, gryphon, I am massive, far larger than even the largest dragons in the world. I've been hunted, stalked, stabbed, and attacked since I was young. When you see that much violence in your life, you don't want to encourage it. My size alone is usually plenty to ward off potential hunters, but you, you persisted!"
I slowly backed away from him, not convinced of his intentions, my head cocked to the side. "Well, Forfalaq, what plans do you have for me if you're not going to eat me? I did try to kill you, I should be punished somehow, it's a matter of honor!"
A grin slowly spread across his face. "You know, I won't kill you or hurt you, but you know, you could do me a favour, after all, I am lonely, and a four-legged beast your size...well, I'm sure I could find a use or two for you, to pay off your debt to me."
I slowly backed away from him, not entirely sure what he meant, but the first thing that came to mind was swearing allegiance to him, a contradiction of my very purpose here. Naturally, I wasn't interested. "I - I don't know what you are talking about, Sir Forfalaq." I didn't want to tell him no, but I didn't want to agree to something without knowing exactly what I was getting into.
But he kept advancing on me, not giving me room to run or the option to turn around. "Please gryphon, call my Forfy, it sounds better." He informed me, and then continued. "And when you're the only one of your kind, especially when you're as large as I am, you get needs, Ceylon. You're a big gryphon, I'm sure you could figure it out, am I right, Ceylon? Do you think you could 'handle' me, Ceylon? Are you great enough to prove your worth to me in exchange for your freedom?"
My face went blank, ears flopping down to the sides of my head, as I caught onto just what it was he was talking about. I was very uneasy with the proposition, but with my honor at stake, I knew that I would have to handle whatever he had to offer me. I sniffed the air, a thick, musky scent permeating my nares, encouraging me to survey my challenge.
I looked down between his legs and saw a rather large mass poking out from his slit, a pointy tip followed by a purple, somewhat wrinkled but moist shaft.
After summing up his perceived gifts and my own capabilities, I spoke up, telling him what I thought about his proposition. "Forfy, you say you want me to satisfy you, and for it you will give me my freedom and my honor....tell me, what do I need to do to convince you to pledge your allegiance to me and my king?"
I could hear a deep growl emerge from his maw, "Oh, if you can satisfy me, I will not only give your freedom, but I will assure you that you will be welcome to 'visit' me anytime. I don't know what you can possibly do to make me swear allegiance to your king, though, I have met plenty of others who have tried to please me, to sate my needs, but not one has truly given me what I want. Can you, gryphon, give me what I want?" As he said the last words, he lunged forwards and pressed me onto my back, my wings splaying.
Taking another look down his body and between his legs, I nodded slowly. "Forfy, if I cannot take what you have to offer, then I will offer myself to you, and practice every day until I can!"
"Oh, it's a deal, mister Ceylon! But tell me, why? Why so receptive? Any other potential suitors I've met and asked for their hospitality are scared or uninterested. Tell me, what makes you so special?"
I leaned in towards him and motioned for him to lower his cute wolf-like ear, which he happily obliged. Provocatively, I whispered to him, "I may be gryphon, but I was born neither sir nor madam. I've lived many years without so much as the touch of another, so your offer is as much my pleasure as it is my duty to please you. Let's just say my abilities lend myself to your massive gifts well, and I accept your challenge with vigor!"
I pulled away from his ear, and he sat up, taking his paw off my chest, and cocked his head to the side, glancing at my nethers, confused. "You say you're neither sir nor madam, tell me, what is this?" he reached down with one of his other front paws and gently rubbed it between my hind legs, parting my fur to expose my genderless slit.
I felt the blood rush to my nethers as his surprisingly warm paw-scales pressed against my fur. I managed to squeak out, "Needy, is what that slit is, and I can be whatever you want, male or female. I told you, my skills are...unique."
I didn't take time to explain it further, I didn't want to ruin the moment by giving him a detailed rundown of how my genitals worked. I didn't need to tell him I had a phallus that emerged from my slit, which also had a canal like a vagina, I didn't need to tell him my anus was as resistant to damage as I was, I just wanted to feel his flesh stretching me to my limits, and I knew he was happy to oblige.
More importantly, I wanted to know what my limits were. Transformational magic, healing magic, and years of experience with both ensured my body was considerably more malleable than the average body would be. I only hoped that flexibility transferred to my nethers.
Legs spread out, I let him fondle and play with my slit. Seeing his massive cock emerging from his own slit, I was feeling rather feminine, I wanted to feel it in me like a woman! I could feel my heartbeat in my lips as my breathing sped up, making all the flesh from the waist down hyper sensitive.
Forfalaq took his massive paws and spread my lips further, exposing my now-swollen, moist, black flesh. Unlike most species, all my flesh was a deep black, the same color as the night sky, and my inner canal was no exception. The only light tinge came from the strands of fluids and juices that had accumulated, reflecting the light of the sun.
No longer content to take in my scent and enjoy looking at me, he lowered his head and stuck out his long tongue, plunging it deep within me. I gasped as the writhing mass of blue flesh pushed its way past my lips, stretching me pleasantly. I could feel its pulsing, wiggling length putting pressure on all walls of my slick, eager canal.
He would push it in deep, and then slowly pull it all out of me, causing me to chirp gently as I felt the rough texture of his tongue dragging against my rippled walls. He would put it in slowly, and I would slowly inhale; Once it was in deep, he would wiggle his tongue around, and I would hold my breath, clenching my opening on his tongue, telling him I didn't want it to ever leave me; as he would slowly pull his tongue out, I would slowly exhale, a gentle moan escaping my beak as I did so.
This continued for what seemed like hours, but could not have been more than a few minutes. In he would go, then wiggle as I clench, then he would pull out as I would moan, louder with each thrust of his surprisingly talented tongue.
After he took it out for the last time, he stepped back and licked at his teeth, a single strand of saliva trailing from between my legs to his maw. He was grinning as I lay there on the soft grass, legs spread and nethers soaking wet like a bitch in heat, with a mixture of my own juices and his saliva. My tail was lying flat on the ground, only the last few inches twitching erratically, unsure of what to do with all these brand new sensations.
I didn't lie in wait for very long, though. My eyes closed in ecstasy; I felt the ground rumbling as he took a few steps forward, the sunlight being blocked out by his figure.
"Go on Forfy." I urged, "You know you want it as well as I do!"
And he was very vigorous in his response, immediately pressing his hind end down on me, sprawling my legs even further as the massive throbbing shaft slid it's way across my lips and up my belly, soaking me in what I imagined was his very sticky, very slick pre-cum.
As he pulled back, though, I felt something on his cock grab and tug on my lower belly fur, not hooking into me, but definitely grabbing. I opened my eyes and looked down at his massive cocks, and had to blink a few times before registering what I saw.
This great beast had not one, but two massive members, both gifted with a tapered glans, and what could best be described as massive, but dulled, fleshy hooks on the underside.
Yes, I said two cocks! Clearly his reproductive system was taken from his dragon parent!
The massive hooks on the underside didn't hurt at all, they weren't bony or made of hard cartilage, in fact, unless he was fully aroused, they looked like they were shaped to just rest gently against the side of his shaft.
Both cocks were massive, too, about as long as half my torso and each one had to be nearly a foot in diameter! To any normal two-legger, that would be big enough to literally tear them in half!
Luckily I was not bipedal, those creatures were lucky to take something a quarter this big, but quadripeds had far wider hips, and a generous ability to accommodate even the largest things. We did give birth to human-sized offspring, after all! Not only was I gifted with wider hips, but my magics allowed me to adjust myself even wider!
"Well Ceylon," Forfy said in between half-thrusts, "Still think you can take it all?"
I wrapped my hands around the head of his anterior shaft, testing it for thickness and firmness, but also giving it a gentle stroke to excite him. Not content to give up without at least trying, I challenged myself and told him, "I most certainly can!"
He didn't waste a single second waiting to plunge his massive shaft into me. He shuffled from leg to leg, slowly positioning himself over top of me as I reached down and guided his posterior phallus head to my tender slit. Without so much as a warning, he gave it all he could with a massive thrust that actually pushed me across the ground, my wings and back digging into the grass and dirt. His massive cock didn't fully penetrate me, just the tip of his head. The rest was too big and not tapered enough.
"Whoa there boy!" I cautioned him. "I'm not built like that; give me a moment to adjust!"
He just put one of his front paws on my chest and pressed me against the ground, laughing, "I thought you said you could take it, little gryphon!" As he said 'gryphon', he put a lot of pressure on my chest and thrust as hard as he could. I would have let out a screech, but the pressure on my chest stopped me from making a peep.
Instead I stifled my noises and focussed on my transformation magics, concentrating on my inner bone structure and widening my hips to keep him from getting trapped on my bones.
As the bone material rearranged itself, I could feel his massively thick cock slowly penetrate me, inch by inch, the skin of it wrinkling up just as it got to my lips, then forcing itself through my hole and expanding inside of me. I could feel my nethers stretched to the absolute brim, a slight bulge forming in my lower belly.
I tried to curl up, my legs wrapping up and around him, my arms wrapping around his anterior cock, which was resting on my belly, gobs of precum and slick natural lubrication gumming up my bellyfur and chestfeathers. I wrapped my fleshy front paws around his anterior cock and rubbed it, using his own natural lubrication to keep him as happy as I could.
There I lay, on my back with my wings splayed out, hind quarters slightly elevated to make his entry into my eager slit all the simpler. I still hadn't fully accommodated him, I'd gotten only 2/3 of his full length in me, and his shaft was already pressing inward as far as it would go. I knew I had to make this happen, I knew I could take it, and it could be the best thing that ever happened to me, both for my honor and my carnal pleasures!
I closed my eyes and took in a few deep breaths, a gentle tingling bubbling up inside me as I felt more inches of his massive cock slowly and gradually force its way into me. The wrinkles on his cock no longer forming as his entire thickness would easily slide into me.
I let out a deep moan and exhaled slowly, relaxing my leg muscles and loosening up my canal as best I could. Forfalaq seemed to like this new wiggle-room he was afforded, and began to slowly but roughly thrust into me. I felt his cocktip spread my canal wide as his length plunged into me, the fleshy barbs along the underside expanding outwards as he would pull out, the meticulous tips tickling at every inch of my flesh before popping out, stretching the bottom of my slit and releasing some of my juices onto my tailhole and the ground beneath it.
This wet squelching was very arousing, as it was also creating strong vibrations within me, a sensation I couldn't describe as anything less than heavenly. This extreme friction causing my body to quake in delight; I felt my muscles tense up and clamp down on his flesh, my arms holding his other cock close against my belly, ensuring his juices were smeared all over me, his massive hooks digging it deep into my fur.
Sensing my heightened pleasure, I could feel him slowly pull out, each flesh hook making a sloppy wet sound as it escaped my lips. I felt a bit of suction as his head quickly popped out, so I reached down and felt around at my slit, poking at it with my paws, noticing that it was insanely tender and sensitive, but also very loose. My flesh was so loose after that short but heavenly pounding that the lips looked almost wrinkled, and I could feel a gentle breeze on my tender flesh and even a few inches inside me.
I looked down to see there was a very thick strand of goo trailing from my slit to his cockhead, and there was more smeared like webs between his shaft and his hooks.
I was panting hard, my flesh trembling and my senses fizzling, but I still managed to choke out, "There you have it, Sir Forfalaq, I can in fact take it all! Now..." I paused to roll over onto my side and get up onto all fours, "Now honor your half of the bargain."
Just then, before I even took three steps; his arm was once again pressed down on my torso, this time on my back between my wings. I was forced to the ground, but at least this time I could still breathe.
"No, gryphon, that was only one. To truly prove yourself and please me, you need to fit them both, at the same time! Only then will I let you leave!"
But before I could protest, I felt two wet cocks press their way against my rump, each pointed tip getting a hole to itself. His first was against my tender but unused tailhole, the other was back against my slit.
I could have stopped him, I could have wiggled away and flew away, never to return, but the truth was that I wanted it. I wanted it bad. I probably wanted it more than he did. Being genderless most of my life, having no sexual encounters with anyone while all your friends and colleagues enjoyed the company of their wives or some local whores, I got to sleep early and wake early. Lacking discernable gender features, nobody wanted to be with me, nobody even knew what to do with me if propositioned!
This was heaven to me, so I gladly raised my tail to allow for ease of access, and closed my eyes to focus on the sensations that he was to bestow on me.
Chest pressed to the ground, hind end raised high in the air, both my slit and tailhole puckered and ready, I didn't wait for him to thrust; I dug my claws into the ground and pushed back, both heads simultaneously popping into my eager holes! I could feel his entire body quake in delight through his belly, which was pressed against my back.
In response to my push, he countered with a hip thrust, arching his back and bending his legs, he pressed as much into me as he could. I had to dig my claws into the earth beneath me to not skid forward.
Alternating between tensing up my holes and loosened them, I was letting him slide in a bit at a time, you know, to keep changing things up. When I would tense up, and he would keep pushing, but no more would penetrate me, then I would loosen up, and a few more inches of flesh would snake its way into me, my tailhole and slit both going off to opposite sides of my torso to make room for the other, one on the left, one on the right.
I would push back as hard as I could, I wanted it all in me, and I knew I could take it, but he seemed to want to thrust more. As I got near the base, he would pull backwards, pulling me off balance. I would have to shuffle my feet just to keep his massive cock from slurping its way out of me. I had to tense up, catching one of his barbs to keep it in me.
But he wanted to thrust. Putting more pressure on my back, he held me down and pulled out, his hooked cock quickly exiting my nethers leaving an empty feeling in me as my flesh slowly regained its shape, drops and gobs of juices oozing out of me, splattering on the grass below.
Still having pressure on my back, I felt him thrust in again, the sensation of being left empty then forcefully parted deep within me being a sensation so overpowering I let out a grunt of pleasure as the massively thick cocks shifted inside of me, one in my anus and one in my slit, both vying for the best, most comfortable position.
Slowly at first, he pulled out, and then pushed back in, more juices slowly oozing out of me, an aromatic, musky scent being produced, a mix of his musk and my juices. Both of us so needy and in need of release, there was enough juices being produced with each thrust to make another satisfying splat in the puddle that was forming beneath me.
After a few thrusts, each one making a wet sloshing sound as his hooks penetrated me, a suction-like sound as they erected and dragged against my walls and popped out of my tight hole, he sped up; the sloshing and sucking sounds going from distinct sounds to more of a symphony of rhythmic pulsing, squishes and squelches merging and becoming one sound.
Not only was the sensation of his massive cocks plunging into me, spreading me wide and putting pressure on the right spots, rubbing roughly against my flesh, then leaving me as my holes were being stretched to the brim (which was the most intense pleasure I'd felt), the sounds that were produced were both music to my immensely aroused ears! Not only did the sound of my wet, needy slit being pounded turn me on, but they also created a gentle vibration in me that made me tense up tight, the added pressure and friction creating such an intense, giddy sensation in me that I felt my whole body quake with pleasure.
No amount of description could possibly explain the shots of ecstasy that were shooting through me, pooling in my extremely sensitive holes, then tracing it's way back up my spine. All I knew is that my body was racked with more pleasure in this moment than I had ever felt in my life!
Somewhat exhausted from the tremors that racked my body every 30 seconds or so, I sighed deeply and let myself fall to the ground. I didn't bother expelling any energy to keep my body up, but he didn't let me go. Instead, he wrapped both front paws around me, held me on his cock, and leaned back, using his wings and tail for balance.
I knew I had already fulfilled my oath by letting him penetrate me with both his massive penii, but I was too tired to protest, so even as he lifted me a few feet off the ground, the only things keeping me from falling being his two massive cocks impaling me and his arms, holding me for balance. My legs, on the other hand, hung limply, my whole body raised up and ready to slide down onto his cock.
I relaxed my canal and tailhole further, hoping to let gravity do the rest of the work, slowly pulling me down until both his hemipenes were buried deep in me, my rump sitting comfortably on his belly.
Not content to let gravity do his work, I felt Forfalaq get a tight grip on me and force me down, his massive lengths roughly stretching my flesh and distending my belly. I could actually see the faint shape of his cock head as well as the barbs pulsating and thrusting inside me. My belly was actually stretching and shaping itself to accommodate him!
Seeing that I'd become as stretched as I was, he brought his hands down and wrapped them around my belly, putting pressure on the bulge he had created, increasing his pleasure as well as my own. The added friction, pressure, and intensity caused me to tense up once again, my legs writhing in ecstasy, tail flicking erratically as every nerve inside me was tickled at once.
He would use me like his own personal masturbator, thrusting me on his dual cocks, slowly pulling me off until just the tip was in me, leaving my flesh tingling with anticipation, so when he roughly pulled on me, filling me to the brim, I would let out a subtle gasp which was drowned out by the sounds of flesh and fluids rubbed against one another. My canal was so juicy and tender that even the slightest movement or pump of blood through him felt like a small explosion of sensation inside me.
"Oh Forfy..." I managed to grunt out between thrusts, "Just....stop playing around, put it all in me! I want to take it all!"
He didn't respond vocally, just let out a gentle growl-like chuckle as he immediately picked up the pace, his cocks thrusting as deep as they could as fast as they could! It was such an intense, burning sensation as his thick, rippled flesh lanced through me, the pressure of my walls closing in on it and being continuously spread akin to being burned from the inside out, but it wasn't pain that I felt. No, this burning sensation was a burning lust that was satisfied. It was so intense I could see the bulge of the two heads almost reaching my ribcage with every thrust!
With a final grunt and thrust, he bucked his hips forward and put all his strength on my own legs, pushing me down as far as I would go, I felt a noticeable swell on his cock near the base, a final obstacle before hilting him!
The bulge pressed against my hips, it didn't want to go in! It may be too big, even for my magically altered hip bones! We both grunted in unison as he pushed me down as hard as he gould, and I wiggled my hips and did my best to accommodate him.
Then, in a single moment of nirvana, I felt my bones and flesh shift, his cocks adjusting just a little bit, and with an almost audible pop, I felt the soft, bulging base of his cock compress past my opening and expand inside me! For that one moment of intense pleasure, and just a hint of pain, my vision went blurry and I saw stars. The sensation of his massive cock inflating inside me, his reptilian scales rubbing against the underside of my tail and both holes, I felt truly fulfilled.
I let out a gentle squeak as my body adjusted to the massive cock inside me, but it wasn't adjusting! As I focussed on keeping my nethers stretchy and healed, it just got worse! I opened my eyes and blinked a few times, clearing the stars from my vision, only to see my belly was growing! My belly was growing as if I was pregnant! I could see a clearly forming knot inside me! He was dragon, though! He shouldn't have knots like the canines!
"F-Forfalaq...you...never told me you had such a massive bulge!"
He just grunted in response, his knot swelling and throbbing inside me. Every slight movement had it shift just a little, the intense pressure combined with even a small bit of friction causing me to clench up my body, my slit spasming in pleasure, a pleasure that seemed to never end!
I felt my belly and the knot that had finally stopped swelling, but was far too big to pull out. I could feel myself inflating more, though, as the head and shaft were no longer as defined in my torso as they were.
I was being inflated with his cum! Massive, massive amounts of it mixing with my own juices! I could feel every movement inside me, I could almost hear his cock sloshing around in my canal. I just knew when his cock deflated, there would be a massive mess for us to clean up.
Paws on my belly, slit tingling and muscles throbbing with pleasure, every second that passed I was just a little overwhelmed. I looked up to the great beast known as Forfalaq, who had closed his eyes in pleasure, front paws still pressed on my legs, and asked him, "Forfy, dear, how..." I let out a small grunt as his knots shifted again inside me, the pulsing of his heartbeat tickling me deeper than I ever had before, "how long will it be before this ends?"
Letting go of my legs, and wrapping his hands around my belly, he lowered his head and grinned at me. "Oh, little gryphon, you will be staying with me for a while now." He let out a small moan as he took in a deep breath, the warm feeling of his body pressed against mine a godsend to my lonely flesh. "This may not subside until morning."
I had to do a double-take before truly comprehending what I was just told. "M-morning?!" I sputtered out. I rubbed at the massive knot in my belly, enjoying the sensation, an hour or two would be great, but overnight?! Overnight would be overkill! I'd never retain my old form again! I'd be eternally loose! "I can't wait that long! Pull it out! I've served you, I've proven I can do it, I can't have you stuck in me all night!"
I positioned my legs on his slick belly scales, which were unfortunately covered in our collective juices, so I had to dig my claws into him and push as hard as I could. His massive knots didn't budge, they were wedged inside me really good, there was no way I could get them past my hip-bones.
But I was faced with an additional challenge to the massive knot that would not leave me, and that was my own tingling flesh. The pleasure that racked my body had me gasping and moaning with each and every movement. I wanted it out of me, I wanted to be on my way, but I wanted it in me as well. I wanted that massive, throbbing mountain of flesh to stay in me, the feeling of being stretched this far was unlike anything I had ever felt, or would likely ever feel again.
I was entirely conflicted, my mind was saying it was time to go, my ego told me I'd proven myself, and that I had won the wager as completely as possible; it was time to claim my prize.
My body, on the other paw, felt this was prize enough. The feeling of being ravaged so intensely was almost enough to make me want to leave Infuire forever and just stay here with this great beast, this amazingly well-endowed beast! Each movement, each tug, and every shift in one of our bodies would have his wonderful knot or flesh-hooks inside me tickling a part of my anatomy I never knew I had!
The sensation of my holes being stretched out what would seem like almost a foot wide, the wet, slapping sounds and feelings of being thrust in and out of rapidly, or the intense sensation and visual of having my belly inflated like a pregnant Jysar with a littler of kittens, but the bulge being a massive, firm, throbbing knot instead of babies.
It was all well beyond what I thought I could possibly feel. Suddenly I understood why, I knew why others would go home to their spouse, or soldiers would enlist the company of the locals in their rooms.
This sensation, this knot tugging at my flesh, resting on my hips, was like a message to me.
And with that in mind, I relinquished myself to his offerings. As the great beast Forfalaq slowly laid down on his side, the lake no more than 50 feet away, I felt comfortable. I felt at home. He curled up around me, tail and wing covering me, and me covering his massive members.
I tried to sleep that afternoon, I was as tired as he was, and I definitely could use the rest, but the sensations never ended. Each breath of the beast shifted his cocks in me ever so slightly, and even a gentle tug would have my nethers twitching.
That afternoon was a pure celebration of the flesh, but later, not long after the sun had fallen and the moons had risen, I felt my flesh relax a bit. I felt my belly, and the knot inside me was no longer as large, or as firm, as it was.
I dug my claws into the ground beneath me and tugged at the knots, which were now soft enough and small enough to compress and slowly slide out, my openings stretching to the widest they ever had.
The first knot popped out of my slit, a veritable explosion of fluids erupting from beside his shaft and splattering on the grass beneath. Even given his size I was amazed at the volume! There had to be near two gallons of cum oozing it's way out of me, past his massively thick shaft. My canal was still loose and sloppy, but I knew it would be fine. The sensations of the fluids oozing out of me and the massive shaft slowly tugging at my flesh reminded me why I let this happen.
The second knot proved to be a little more difficult. I couldn't fully withdraw from the first cock, almost it's entire shaft was still in me even though the knot had popped out. The second knot was just not willing to breach my tailhole!
I gained as much leverage as I could, digging a claw into his bellyscales, my other claw still in the dirt, and I tugged with all my might, my tailhole distending and the other cock shaft slowly exiting my canal. The effort proved fruitless, as I had to stop and rest, the cock in my canal fully inserting itself into me again, the knot resting happing just beyond my hips; this action caused me to gasp loudly, Forfalaq shifting in his sleep, his cocks throbbing and pumping even more thick, gooey gobs of semen into me.
Using this extra pressure and incentive, I held my breath and grunted as I tugged once again, this time the knot compressed just enough too escape me; I lunged forward from the pressure I was giving, landing in a puddle of our collective juices. I raised a claw and saw the thick, stringy stream had stuck to me.
I felt a gentle sensation of fluids exiting both my holes. I could feel my flesh was tender, soaked, and quite sensitive! I reached down and could feel that both my slit and tailhole were so stretched that they were gaping naturally, creamy thick cum slowly trickling out. I didn't even need to spread them or push the muscles out! The gentle breeze that tickled my canal and colon felt truly wonderful, but I knew that if I was going to do this again, I would need to clean out and fix my flesh and bones.
Concentrating on my healing magics, slowly creeping over to the lake, I felt the familiar tingling sensation of my flesh-healing magics working on my hindquarters, the flesh tightening up and retaining its old shape. I could feel my bones grinding together as they rearranged themselves into a normal quadruped formation, allowing me to walk normally the rest of the way to the lake.
Forgetting common courtesy, I dove right into the lake, using my wings to help swim, and using my tail and paws to massage my holes, coaxing the cum and fluids from my body. I had to really clean to get all the ejaculate that had coated me out of my fur and feathers, but it was worth it. I loved the scent, but hated the feel of it, and I knew I could not been seen by normal civilization literally drenched in a cum-bath.
After completely cleaning off and out, I trudged my way back to the shore, where Forfy was waiting, looking at me with a grin. "Will you be coming back?" He asked, a hint of hopefulness accenting his voice.
I nodded slowly, and then shook all the water from my wings and fur. "Forfy, my dear, if you can give me the pleasure you just did again, then I truly believe I will be making many trips to this plateau. Just be sure to wait for me." I nodded at him, spread my wings, and jumped up into the air, flying away.
He didn't follow me in body, but I took him with me as I left. Something tells me he'd never leave me.