Draykan and the Carnal Curse 4

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#11 of Anteronian Adventures

The one responsible for corrupting Purity seems to lair at a night club. too bad the bovine bouncer won't let Draykan in. Maybe, he can persuade her?

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"Back of the line, bub," the cowgirl says.

"I have business with a spell caster here," Draykan responds, hands on his hips, flicking his hair and laying on the charm. "I'm sure she's expecting someone who broke her curse on her newest pet. Tell her she's gotten the attention of Draykan."

The minotaur woman narrows her eyes, but then she snorts, chuckling. "Back of the line, or we're really going to have some trouble."

Draykan glances toward that long line and shrugs. He stomps forward to move past her, but the bouncer snarls and punches him. He grabs onto her fist and narrows his gaze.

She responds with a swift knee to the gut, stunning him and grabbing his arm, flipping him over her shoulder.

Luckily, the dragon rolls in the air and lands on his feet, whipping his tail around at her legs.

The bouncer leaps up, dodging the attack. She cracks her knuckles and unbuttons the jacket of her suit, tossing it aside.

Draykan turns towards her, a smirk on his face. "Well, since we've established what I can do, how about I convince you to let me in. I can be quite persuasive."

"Fat chance, big boy," she says, digging her hoof against the ground. She lowers her head and charges.

Draykan takes the tackle, digging his claws into the concrete, his muscles straining against her force. He holds onto her, lifting her high up into the air, throwing her behind him, and slamming her against the ground!

The bovine bouncer pushes herself up, shakes her head, and grabs Draykan's leg, yanking him off his feet.

At this point, the line morphed into a makeshift ring around the contenders, people cheering and placing bets on their favored winner in the match. Claw and hands grip and grope, tearing the buttons off of her shirt, freeing her breasts.

Draykan's tongue laps about his snout at the sight, only to get an elbow to the face. But that's fine with him because he gets ample opportunities. He grabs and gropes, pinching her nipples, already stiff from excitement.

When a hearty "moo" comes out of her mouth, she blushes deeply and stammers. Ultimately, she falls victim as he climbs behind her, wrapping an arm around her throat and getting her into a chokehold.

"So, the bouncer's a bit of a sub, huh? Probably not the best line of defense, all things considered."

"I... I won't let you in. Do your worst."

"Is that an invitation? Sorry, but I'm not in the habit of doing my worst on gals like you." He leans in and whispers into her ear. "You'll let me into the club because, in a moment, I'm going to be giving you my best." With that, he runs his tongue along her cheek. He squeezes and fondles a tit. He presses his hips against her, letting her feel the ready bulge between his legs and knowing that he's prepared to keep that promise.

All the while, Galenna floats above the rooftop, biting her lip, her prosthetic limbs quivering in silent seething. She turns her gaze away towards the building, where she spies a figure watching the fight down below, a smile spreading across a scaled mouth.

Anteronia, the city of Sin, is no stranger to visitors and citizens alike, feeling no shame and fornicating right there on the streets. During his time here, Draykan has acclimated quite well to the culture and thus shows the Anteronian way to a bovine bouncer with no shame.

She holds herself up on her hands and knees, gritting her teeth and scratching hooved fingers against the ground. Meanwhile, draconic digits grope and fondle at her full breasts, exposed from their scuffle. Draykan rocks his hips against her, teasing her and readying her for the next step in their little dance.

She growls. "We'll see what happens when the boss finds out what you've done."

"If she's as gorgeous and stubborn as you, she'll probably find out soon enough," he teases, pinching her nipples and making her moo again.

He slips a hand away from her, freeing one tit and slipping his grasp down her side. He then works on her pants. He practically tears the uniform off her, exposing her spotted rump and beyond, running his hand over her rear and down between her legs. His claws and fingers tease at her womanhood.

She blushes, her gaze going over the crowd, leaning upward to the window, where the figure of her boss stands there, watching with delight at the show.

Draykan pulls his fingers away, wiping the want off onto her lower back and chuckling. "Seems like you're primed and ready. Ever have dragon dick before?"

"N... no..." she groans.

"Well, there's a first time for everything. And you're getting a double dose!"

He pulls his pants down, his twin cocks freed once more and ready to go. He pushes them in, spreading her lips and her legs wide with the girth of two members.

The bouncer rolls her eyes into her head, her back shivering and her arms buckling. She's so warm, and he's so mighty!

He thrusts into her, holding tightly to her chest and breathing warm breaths into her ear. It is a dragon's way, after all, to take what they want, and even at this moment, he wants her.

Upon the rooftop, Galenna watches with a frown on her face. "That could be me," she whines, but I need to make sure my Drayky is alright."

She floats off the roof and towards the window, where the serpentine eyes watch the battle below. The psychic elf stops mid-air and recoils away, holding her porcelain arms up in front of her face. She retreats to the rooftop. Draykan is in danger, and he needs more backup.

With each thrust of his hips, he slaps against the cow's rump. Sitting up now, he gestures towards the crowd of annoyed partyers waiting for their chance to get into the club. How could one bouncer hope to compete against the prowess of a Tournament Finalist?