Fatal Attraction
Fatal Attraction
The wolf walked into the club, confident with a smirk upon his face. He looked around to see what he was dealing with. A rather large dragon caught his eye. The dragon was not the typical scaley dragon. This one had fur, and the coloration of it reminded him of his own kind. The most prominent feature was head fur. He had longer, vivid red hair that went from his forehead, down his back to inside his shirt. Almost as if it were a mohawk. He wore a large t-shirt with an even larger hoodie, and loose fitting sweats.
What interested the wolf the most, was that the dragon seemed indifferent to everything that was going on. He wasn't dancing, he wasn't drinking, he just leaned against the wall and watched everyone.
Koltid was puzzled at why such a hot dragon, who didn't go unnoticed by the others in the club, seemed uninterested in what should be a great time. He wondered if maybe the dragon already had a mate, or if he was just experimenting with the possibility of homosexuality.
The dragon began to notice that the wolf from across the room was watching, and began to look back, giving that "I know you're watching me, it would be swell if you wouldn't" look. Koltid sheepishly turned in another direction, but kept the dragon in the corner of his eye.
A week later, the next Friday after his visit to the club, Koltid went back, only to find the same dragon, in the same place, with the same uncaring look on his face. Koltid started to walk up to the dragon, hoping to start a conversation, if not more, but was caught off-guard by the sudden glare that the dragon gave Koltid out of the corner of his eye. Koltid redirected his movement toward the bar and sat down to get a drink. He repeated this pattern of staring, and drinking for a few weeks, before he finally had enough to drink so that he could muster up the courage to walk over, to the mysterious creature.
"Sooooo um. Hi." Koltid muttered, rubbing his back.
The dragon raised an eyebrow, "Hi?" he said uncertainly.
"You um. You don't uh, you don't know me but. But uh. Hi."
"Heh, alright then. Pleasure to meet you..."
"Koltid."
"Koltid eh? That's a new name."
"My parents were authors so, I s'pose they got creative. I guess."
"Authors eh? So you read a lot?"
"Not really, more of a gamer and football kinda guy."
"Football and video games eh?"
"Yep."
"Cool yo."
"You Canadian?"
"No. Why?"
"...No reason."
Koltid got home that night feeling very accomplished at what he did that night. He stuck around after he talked with the dragon to see what he would do. Others tried to talk with him, but he always seemed uninterested and they soon gave up their futile effort. This made Koltid very proud of his achievement and he decided to treat himself to a movie at the theatre before he went home.
When he got home he started to think about the dragon at the club and slowly his paw drifted towards his shirt. He began to play with his nipples, slowly getting aroused. His other paw began to reach down, reaching under his waistband. He felt his fur get thicker as he slowly felt the tip of his sheath. He used one of his claws to play with the tip of his sheath, poking in and feeling the tip of his head. As it started to peak through, he grabbed each of his orbs, and admired their shape and warmth. He moved his paw back to his nearly hardened member, now throbbing with anticipation of what it knew was to come. His head went back as he stared to moan. He imagined the dragon, with all his clothes removed, leaning over Koltid as he cradled the wolf with one of his claws.
He began to reach a finger down and felt his sensitive tailhole. He began to push a finger in and moan the dragon's name-He completely forgot! He never asked the name of the dragon at the club! Upset and unsatisfied, Koltid laid in his bed and attempted to sleep, but had a hard time with all his self loathing.
As the week slowly passed by, the wolf could not keep his mind off of the dragon. His boss had to take him aside to comment on his absent minded working one day.
Finally, as the Friday made crept its way to him, Koltid was beaming with delight the entire day. As the clock hand reached 6 PM, the canine could barely contain himself to drive the speed limit and stop at every light. He just had to make it to the club. He HAD to find out the name of that dragon. When he arrived at the club, he scanned the room for his target, but couldn't find him. Koltid began to panic, thinking that his conversation the week before had come off too strong and had scared him off. Looking at his phone, he watched the minutes slowly drag on as he waited for the dragon to show up. His phone showed the time as 6:14 when he noticed a loud engine noise. He was standing by the door, so he could hear it over the loud music inside. He curiously looked outside and watched as a black mustang with a green tattoo design across the side go past towards the parking area.
"There's no way this dragon could be THAT perfect." Koltid thought, in awe. Sure enough, a minute or so later, the dragon sort of shuffled his way through the door, smiling at the wolf As he passed through the club. Koltid Mindlessly followed the dragon, but paused for a second as they passed the usual spot that he would lean against. The dragon casually continued until he reached the booth tables at the back.
He sat down and motioned for the wolf to come sit with him. Koltid felt the envious eyes of all of the dragon's past rejections and began to feel himself walking taller than ever before. He was at this moment, the single greatest being on the face of the planet, other than this dragon who was setting the standards.
As Koltid slowly lowered himself to the seat, he scooted over towards the dragon at a comfortable distance, where he could still feel that he was near to him. He began to admire the small details of the dragon as he sat there. His one tooth poking from under his upper jaw. The thick arms that were still apparent, despite the loose clothing on him. The way his eyes-
"So how has your week been?" the dragon asked Koltid, who nearly jumped, broken from his trance.
"Oh uh, kind of slow I s'pose." he replied, his voice shaking.
"Slow eh? Gaming and football don't pass the time?"
"No one to hang with, everyone I usually game with is the same, boring results. I have yet to meet a formidable opponent."
"I'm sure I could provide some sort of challenge sometime. If you want."
Koltid did all that he could to keep from sounding to excited. "Yea! Er, sure. If you aren't too busy sometime. Yea, that'd be great."
"Oh, and uh. By the way. My name is Shar." he said, embarrassed by the fact he hadn't told Koltid for this long of a time.
"Shar eh? That's a new name."
They both laughed. Koltid swore that Shar had somehow moved much closer without him even noticing.
Back at his house, Koltid was just waking up. It was a Monday, and he had off of work, so naturally he woke up mid-afternoon. He sat up, stretching as he yawned. He poured a bowl of cereal and sat on his sofa, watching whatever movie was on at the time. About halfway through, a dull, Monday-television movie, his eye caught a slip of paper on his coffee table. It was the number that Shar had slipped him that Friday night. He stared at the number for a good 10 minutes before he even picked it up. Koltid stared at the number he held in his paw, and felt butterflies as he reached for the phone he kept on the side table.
Koltid dialed the number, slowly, checking to see that he got each number right as it was on the near sacred paper that rested in his paw. He held the phone up to his ear and sniffed the paper that Shar had given him. Slightly upset that it didn't smell of the dragon he was calling, he was slightly startled when he heard the phone ring through his ear. He began to count the rings, his heart stopping every second the phone wasn't answered.
A smile was planted on his face as soon as he heard the familiar, deep voice of "Hey"
The grin slowly faded however, as the voice continued.
"So I'm not really here right now, so hit me up with a message. Make it good."
Koltid was slowly going over the message in his mind, when he realized that the tone had gone off, indicating the time for him to record his message.
"Shit! Er, I mean uh.... It's me, uh, Koltid. I was just bored and don't have work today. And uhh, I was just, uh, wondering if you could. Ummmm. Y'know. Hang. Or something. I thought I could take up that gaming offer you mentioned earlier. If you aren't too busy. If you are well, sorry for bugging you. And uh, you don't have to really call back or anything. And if you uh, can hang, you can just come over. I've got nothing really going on. So anywa-"
His message was cut off due to the length of the nervous message.
"SHIT FUCK SHIT CUNT FUCKING ASS FUCK DAMMIT!" Never had Koltid made such a fool of himself than with that one single message. He noticed a lab jogging outside his house slow down, giving his house a strange look, and continue on his way.
The confusion on that golden face made Koltid chuckle a bit, and soon he was back to chilling on his sofa, staring off into the television, not even paying attention when his favorite movie came on.
A short while later, a faint knocking was apparent on Koltid's front door.
Koltid panicked. He was sure this would be Shar. He hadn't even taken a shower or bothered to get out of his lounge pants. He quickly thought of ways that he could fix this real quick without causing Shar to wait too long and possibly leave.
"Wait a minute," Koltid mutters to himself, "this could be a good thing. I could try to come off as the chill, not trying to impress look."
Because he really had no other choice, Koltid decided he would try this method. When he began to unlock the bolt in the door, he realized too late that he had no shirt on. He couldn't go back to get one now. Shar was sure to have heard the lock. Cursing his absent-mindedness, he opened the door.
Shar stood against the wall. He wore his standard loose fit clothes and hoodie.
"I feel overdressed." Shar chuckled.
"I didn't think you would actually come over." replied Koltid shyly.
"Nah, I was just in the shower when you called. I didn't want to call because I hate when people get all dressed up and throw candles around the room like I need to be impressed."
"Well, how this for not dressed up."
"Heh, yea. I s'pose I could save you a trip to your room to find a shirt. I'll just take mine off do we're even. If you don't mind, of course."
Koltid's heart fluttered. "Uh, no. No, not at all."
Shar removed his hoodie and shirt, folding them and placing them by the door. "So I don't forget." he muttered to himself.
Koltid quickly realized the reason Shar wore such baggy clothing. His package was clearly defined as it protruded from beneath the sweats he wore. And that was without any arousal. Koltid also noticed that he could see the dragon's orbs hanging below the head of his member. He marbled at how huge they mist be to even cause any visual change in the form of such large pants.
Shar noticed the attention and where the wolf's curious eyes were lead to, but he was used to it and made sure not to let Koltid suspect he knew.
"So what did you have in mind?" Shar inquired, breaking the silence.
"I suppose just video games and talking. I mostly called out of loneliness rather than boredom."
"What sorts of games do you have?"
The two perused through the impressing collection of games for various systems that Koltid owned. Eventually, they settled on an online FPS.
Koltid decided to team up with Shar the first round to see how well he did so he knew whether to go easy, or all out. Shar surpassed Koltid's expectations of his skill. After that, the two had an all-out feirce competition on opposite teams. Shar came close every time, but in the end, Koltid was the victor. As they finished their last round, Koltid's eyes once again strayed to the package that the dragon carried with him. Shar noticed this immediately, and thought for a moment.
"Want to see it?"
Koltid's heart stopped.
"Well. Uh-"
Too late.
Shar began to remove his pants and soon was faced with a massive, 5 inch unaroused cock. It was a shiny black with rubbings along the sides. The two orbs that rested below it on the sofa cushion were covered in soft, white fur. His cock had no clear distinction as to where it started, because the fur just faded to a stop where it was near his body.
Immediately aroused, Koltid's own shaft could be seen rising in his thin, loose pants he wore for comfort. His cock was also deserving of bragging rights, but was nothing like the one he stared at.
"Would you like to taste it?"
Koltid didn't hesitate when he heard the offer. He massaged with both paws, the slowly rising black giant. He lowered his head to the base of the cock and reached his tongue out. His tongue ran all the way up the shaft of the dragon, who leaned back, moaning at the pleasure it gave him.
Koltid's tongue withdrew as he reached the head. He didn't think he would be able to fit this massive cock in his mouth. As he slowly attempted to do so, he fit the tip in. The sweet taste was altogether new to him. He had never put a dragon cock in his mouth before. It was somehow very familiar to him. He couldn't quite remember where he tasted this kind before. His maw was too narrow, and his fangs began scrape the head. Shar winced at this, causing Koltid to withdraw.
"Come with me," Koltid commanded, "I think I know somewhere this might fit." Eyes lit up, Shar obeyed.
He followed the wolf to his bedroom, where the wolf reached into a drawer, pulling out a tube of lube.
Tossing it to the dragon and flinging off his pants, the wolf laid with his back on the bed, beckoning the eager dragon toward him, watching as his balls moved with each step, turning Koltid on even more.
The dragon stood at the end of the bed, leaned over embracing the canine in a long, deep kiss. Each one exploring the others inside and taste. Shar reached up with a claw stroking both of their now rock hard cocks. Even though Koltid was large, his partner had 4 inches on him, maxing out at a total length of 12 inches.
"Ready darling?" Shar asked, breaking the kiss
"Hell yes"
He felt a claw put some lube around his tailhole, the felt the tip begin to press against him. He tried not to clench as he was spread further than he thought possible. Once the dragon had gone past his rings, to let the wolf get used to his girth. After a moment, the dragon slowly pushed in. Koltid grabbed the bed, gripping it as tight as he could. Tears formed in his eyes. Suddenly, the pain was replaced by pleasure as Shar rubbed against his prostate. He felt the dragon stop pushing as he reached a corner. The dragon pulled out a bit, then continued forward a little faster, pushing against the walls of the inside of him. Koltid had never felt a stimulation such as this.
The dragon did this over a course of several minutes. When he got to 10 inches inside, he was stopped again. His knot had formed.
"You have a knot?!"
Koltid was excited, but slightly nervous. The pleasure had been great, but was slowly decreasing as he was explored deeper. Shar began to thrust with increasing speed into the wolf who was relieved. It didn't seem that his new mate was going to force him into too much today. The dragons thrusts became quicker and harder. Koltid could feel he was coming close to a climax. He began to push against the thrusts as he became even closer with each passing moment. The dragon slipped his claw over the shaft of the wolf, stroking it, begging for it's juices. He opened his mouth and leaned forward over the throbbing cock when he heard the cry from the wolf. The wolf shot his seed in five powerful shots directly into the a waiting mouth of the dragon, who closed his mouth and watched the rest of the cum cover the wolf's face and chest. The smile on the wolf's face seemed to fade as the dragon developed a hideous grin. He suddenly began to thrust with extreme force, causing tears to run down the face of the wolf, mixing with the cum. Shar's knot slammed against the already stretched-beyond-limits tailhole of the wolf. After an excruciating minute of torture, Koltid felt the knot make it's way through his ring, and felt the tip of the dragon cock slam his insides.
The wolf was in horrifying pain. His insides and entrance, stretched and ripped a little from the ordeal. The dragon didn't stop. He began to thrust harder and threw his head back and let out a small roar. Koltid was suddenly being filled with hot, almost burning, dragon cum. He was filling the tortured wolf fast.
Koltid also noticed something else. He looked down and saw through tears that his belly was expanding. The dragon continued to unload himself into the expanding canine. His stomach was almost 6 inches extended when Koltid realized two things. One, this wasn't going to end anytime soon. And two, he felt his ring expanding and his insides being pushed deeper from the dragon cock. Shar's cock had actually grown 3 inches longer, and half an inch wider. He watched in delight as the wolf screamed in pain, which made his orgasm even greater, filling up the wolf so that he was distended over a foot.
The dragons cock got to 20 inches before the wolfs cries were silenced by his passing into unconsciousness. His knot was around 5 inches wide when he felt pressure on the sides of it. He had expanded to the width of the wolf's hip bone. The dragon noticed the chest start to rise as he heard rips begin to crack. The pressure on the sides of his knot increased until, he felt the bone split in one loud crack. This always pleased the dragon when he got to that point, and began to thrust harder. When his cock reached 25 inches, it finally stopped growing. His knot was 6 inches wide and he was still orgasming. He noticed his cum spilling out of the wolfs mouth, pink when mixed with all the blood.
The pressure was finally far too great, and a rip formed almost instantly in the side of the wolf, cum, entrails, and blood spilling over his bed. The dragon began to slow his thrusts as he lapped up the mixture of his own seed and the delicious blood of the wolf which ha spilled in a nice ratio. The dragon finally began to decrease in size and removed his knot when it went down to the original size.
He decided to snack on a few of the wolf's innards, particularly the liver and he reached inside to find the heart. He finished it in three bites, then went to find the shower.
Shar washed off, put his clothes on, and took money and a few good games from the wolf. He then left in his car, without a regret.
4 days later, a fox walked into the club, confident with a smirk upon his face. He looked around to see what he was dealing with. A rather large dragon caught his attention...