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Aolonna was on the phone with one of her branch managers, half-listening, half not. Her Wadlowian frame was leaned back in her office chair with the phone pressed to her ear, atop the fire-orange feathering that sprouted from her jowl. Her Draconian features, replete with black and gray scales and an assortment of piercings, reflected her dreadful boredom. The phone looked tiny in her massive hand. Her inch long claws that could've torn through the mahogany desk she sat behind were curved delicately around the receiver. Her other hand tapped on the armrest impatiently.

"-don't know when, exactly," explained the fellow on the phone. "Maybe tomorrow if we rush it enough. Realistically you'll probably see it tomorrow or on Monday."

"Yeah. OK," she said, barely cognizant of what he said. Her hand sifted through the great wave of black hair on her head. With natural blonde frosting, it swept over the side of her head from between the two orange dragon horns twisting out of her crown. A heavy blonde braid slung down her back towards her waist. A business suit clung to her stocky torso tightly, swelling over her colossal bosom which peaked through the top portion of her unbuttoned shirt. It looked dull when compared to the display of magma and brimstone that was her color scheme. Hidden were the tigrine stripes running down her sides and thighs. Her colossal dragon tail was poked through the gap in the chair's backrest, laid out across the carpeted floor like a lazy serpent. "Whenever you can, I guess."

"Thanks for being patient. I know you said you needed this ASAP but we're trying our best."

"Mmhmm. OK." Her yellow eye winced. "No problem."

"Thank you, Ms. Blackmist. I'll call you back as soon as we have it."

"Yup. Talk to you later. Bye." Then, without waiting for his response, she reached forward and hung the phone up on its cradle. She fell back into her chair with a tremendous groan. "Ughhhhh... These idiots are gonna kill me, I swear." She rubbed her temples with her thumb and middle finger. "I need a drink. Go get me one, will ya?" She looked up at her office. In front of her was... nobody, just a carpet, a bookshelf, and a small armchair in the corner. "Oh yeah, I forgot." She leaned back in her chair and looked under her desk with a sultry smile. "Sorry, I got distracted. No matter how badly my employees fuck up, I can always count on you doing things right."

Underneath the desk, between her legs and looking up at her was Aaron Valfore, her loyal intern who was currently sucking her cock. Her pants and underwear were totally gone, crumpled on the carpet between the nude maned wolf's kneeling legs. His sleek snout and all its tan and black trimming was gaped open around her epic phallus. It jutted from her lap like some royal monument, orange hot in both temperature and color. The many veins webbed through its shaft were a bright yellow like the fissures in the flow of magma. At the root were her balls. The obsidian purse holding them was studded in gold piercings like the ones adorning her ears and brows. The upwards lift of his head to her summit would reveal sharp petals of flesh blooming out from the rim of her glans.

Soft whimpers echoed through Aaron's nose. His closed eyes would flutter open on occasion to see her Nordic features grinning down at him. Shudders rolled through him, and he would continue to blow her like the good boy he was. His position didn't make it easy, though. Aaron was an enormous man, standing well over seven and a half feet tall. Even with the enormity of his boss's desk he struggled to shrink himself into a tight enough ball. Regardless, he did the work that was expected of him: swallowing Aolonna's cock to the balls and glistening it with a sheen of his spit.

She showed her appreciation by laying a hand on his forehead and rustling his jet-black hair. "Mmmm, that's a good boy. Gives me a reason to look forward to work every day." Her hand drifted down the side of his face to caress his cheek. "You have no idea how precious you look."

"Mmmmmm~" He certainly felt precious, or at least small. On his knees, naked, erect, and dining on such a magnificently crafted pillar of meat had a habit of making even the biggest men feel puny. God, he loved it so much. His paws went up to cradle her balls. He rolled them in each of his palms, admiring their firmness, weight, and ovoid shape.

She inhaled deeply. "Yeah, get a good feel on those nuts. You're gonna get everything that's in 'em."

She didn't have to tell him that. It had been in his contract the day he signed to become an unpaid intern, wholly outside of his knowledge at the time. It was the deal of a lifetime at first glance: live in a paid apartment, health care benefits, valuable insights on how the business world operated, and sex with one of the most powerful female CEO's in the world. What he failed to consider was her having a sex drive fit to make her a succubus. That combined with a cock that put his to shame made things more complicated. To make matters worse, it turns out signing a pact with an extremely wealthy, extremely powerful shade dragon bonded his words more tightly than just having it on paper. His service to her was bound by blood and soul, and here he was reaping the benefits.

It was a strenuous job, pleasing a woman of such wealth and physique. Aolonna had both in bounds and used them to ensure Aaron behaved as he was supposed to. He certainly did, taking and giving everything his boss demanded of him. Sucking her cock under the desk? Sure thing. Getting fucked in the meeting room? No problem. Breeding her pussy like his life depended on it? You got it. He had fun for sure, but Aolanna was a cruel mistress. Failures to meet her quotas, be they orgasms of hers or his own, were often met with threats of consumption via mouth or cock. Often she resorted to slam-fucking whatever she needed out of the both of them rather than actually voring him, but that did not mean the threat didn't linger. He'd seen the way cock grew after cumming. No doubt she could fit a man if she wanted to.

Thus, Aaron worked extra hard to make sure that didn't happen. He used every tool in his disposal, be it his mouth, cock, or tailhole. Aolonna made sure of it, turning every workday (and other days too) into a nut-busting sexcapade that would put weaker men in shambles. Currently he was doing an apt job of keeping her happy. His sharp snout came up and down her shaft at an even cadence. Pausing his erotic breaths was the punch of her cock into his throat. "Mmmmmm-ulk. Mmmmmm-ulk. Mmmmmm-ulk." It slowed him down none. He was more used to her girth than any other fellow she had fucked, an impressive feat for sure.

Aolonna sighed, moving her hand back up to the top of his head and massaging his scalp. "So fucking cute. Sometimes I think it's a shame to fuck someone pretty like you, but then I remember how good it feels. What do you think?"

He opened his eyes to meet hers. His head pulled off with a mwah. A bridge of spit strands and humid breath connecting them. He closed his mouth and licked his lips with a purple tongue. While stroking her cock he smiled. "I think if I'm as pretty as you say I am it'd be a crime not to fuck me."

"You didn't think that when I met you."

"Well, I was scared. I mean, look at you." He peered up at her from behind her gargantuan pillar, obscuring a majority of his face. "How else was I supposed to react?"

She chuckled. "Good point. You boys don't know what to do with all this."

"I know I don't." He smooched the underside of her cock helmet, right atop her sensitive nerve spot. "But I think I'm learning."

"I'll say." She scooted her chair back, away from him and the desk. She stood up and took off the rest of her clothes so that she could tower over him in all her muscular glory. Fat gold piercings poked through her flaming nipples. Her underbelly scales were the color of graphite. She beckoned him over with a bend of her fingers. He crawled out from underneath the desk, revealing his giant frame and heroically long legs. Wagging behind him was his black wolf tail, covered in shaggy fur like the rest of his back. Sprouting from his loins was a fat purple cock swaddled in veins. The sheath it was born from was thick like a soda can, sitting atop a fuzzy purse and its two giant balls. His reproductive stature was nothing to be ashamed of, but next to the skyscraper in front of him he was prepubescent.

He made to stand up but was halted by a show of her palm. "Ah, ah. Stay down." He obeyed by settling on his knees. "Smile for me."

That was code for "open your mouth so I can fuck your face." His jaw fell open again, showing her a dazzling array of white fangs sprouting from eggplant-colored gums. His tongue lolled down past his chin, ready to embrace her masculinity in full. He signaled his readiness with a cute "Ah."

Like she needed it. She stepped forward and grabbed a clutch of his hair in her fist. With the other hand on her piston, she laid it on his squirmy mouth muscle and glided it down towards his gullet. His mouth closed automatically, swaddling her in a hot, wet embrace. She didn't waste any more time. Both hands went to the sides of his head and gripped it like a football. She pulled hard.

"Ulk!"

Her cock plugged him like a cork, slamming his nose into her wiry crotch fur. His face scrunched and his eyes shut, but he did not resist. He laid his paws on her upper thighs and held on for what came next. With a simultaneous push on his head, she cocked her ass back and then slammed it home for another choke. She repeated with equal fervor, hitting a brutal cadence of pushing and pulling that had Aaron's head meeting the launch of her cock full-on.

"Ulk. Ulk. Ulk. Ulk. Ulk." He bore her siege as stoically as he could, keeping his eyes crunched shut but also staying quiet. Even if he put up the fight of his life, there was nothing he could do to slow her down. She was powerful across all facets, including size, strength, and stamina. Her cock was like a battering ram, pillaging its way across the landscape of his tongue and breaching his throat like a cardboard wall. The clench of her glutes and the pull on her arms were equally vehement, both capable of crushing him on their own. She did not slow down, nor show any signs of doing so. Her breath did not so much as huff through her nose.

She taunted him for the slut that he was. "Fuck, I wish you could see how pathetic you look. Never thought a big guy like you could take dick so well."

"Ulk. Ulk. Ulk. Ulk."

"Yeah. So fucking good." Her head lurched backwards to release a heavy sigh through her nose. "Mmmmmmm, yeeeaaah. Fuck. Huhhhh..." Her breaking countenance was on account of her growing pleasure, not her fatigue. The smooth journey across his tongue ending with the tight coddle of his throat was bliss unimaginable. Through the discomfort of having his mouth so brutalized he could taste her precum bleeding down his esophagus. It added to the density of his erection. A couple of flexes produced his own few drops. The need to jerk himself was strong, but he wouldn't dare, not when he hadn't been given permission.

"Ffffffffffffuck! Hahhhhhh that's good! Mmf. Fucking take it. Hahhh... Fuck!" Her head came back down to watch her handiwork. Her teeth grinded into a snarl while her nostrils flared. The mighty clench of her buttocks grew more rapid along with the curt yanking on his head. "Hahhh, I'm gonna cum soon. Yeah... Ohhhhh I'm close! Huhhh!"

Aaron braced himself. His claws scraped the scales on her thigh. Through the pummeling he tried to relax and accept the inevitable flood. It arrived upon a trio of Wagnerian thrusts, each one more stuttered than the last. She slammed down on his face, scrunching his nose into her pubis and punching into his maw at the absolute depth she could go. Her head threw back again, lips furled into an even more ferocious snarl. "HRRRRNNGGGHHHHHH~~~!!!" Blasting out of her was a rope of cum so thick that when it hit the back of his throat it felt like she had punched him. It snaked down his neck like a ribbon of molten lava, settling in his tummy and spreading its heat.

Two more spurts followed, accompanied by the involuntary bucking of Aolonna's hips. She pulled out of him quickly. Schlllllk! Her cock was soaked in his spit, letting it fall to the floor in a form of droopy strands. That thick cockvein running down her undershaft collapsed and then burst, letting loose another shot of molten ivory. Aaron kept his maw open to catch it and the ones that followed, certain to come thanks to Aolonna furiously jerking off. He caught it in the mouth, chin, and collar, hardly flinching no matter where it hit him.

The last rope splurged out of her and to the carpet below. "Huhhhhhhhhhhhh~" she groaned before finally letting go of her dick. Aaron's face had been vandalized with a Pollockian display of hot dragon seed. He closed his mouth and swallowed what had managed to land. His tongue slipped through his lips and cleaned what it could reach. The rest would stay where it was, stickying his fur and filling the air with her smell.

That was not the only result of her climax. Hanging in front of Aaron, wrapped with an even greater number of veins and bowing under its own incredible weight was her cock. Between the first spurt and the last it had added another half-dozen inches to its already leviathan length. Its girth alone was too much for Aaron to fit his paw around. Her balls had swollen into something like cantaloupes, stretching the scaley black purse around them taut. She cackled and hoisted her dick at him. "Yeah, I'd say that did a number on the both of us. Don't you think?"

The taste of her cum alongside the tender throb of having his throat stretched glowed across his gullet. "Yeah... It really did."

She jutted her cock and aimed it at his mouth. "You know you're not done. Not yet. Be a good boy and get this thing hard again for me again."

"Yes ma'am." He brought his paws to her shaft and gripped it like a telescope. Through the sopping wet skin, he could feel her heartbeat, fast and proud. He stroked her shaft twice, jostling its flaccid meat up into his face so that he could kiss the tip. A single bead of white nectar was clinging to her slit. It squashed against his puckered lips then washed away when he licked them. More smooches came down the flank of her piston, all the way to her hilt. His paws resumed stroking her, coaxing more of her life force into the many winding veins.

Before long she was at full staff again, forcing Aaron to lean back on his knees to keep the tip out of his face. She let him suckle for just a few moments more before she spoke up. "Alright. That's good. Now bend over the desk."

He stifled a groan. "Yes ma'am." He rose to his feet to display the true magnitude of his height. The top of his head reached several inches higher than hers, but whatever the distance was, it could not make up for his comparative deficit in raw muscle and visible fecundity. Turning around he laid his belly out across the desk, shifting some of the papers beneath his bare belly and sticking the cum on his chest to the wood. The desk was well below his waistline, forcing his ass and tail to jut up into the air. His magnificent wolf tail curled into a great arch over his torso, letting her see that toned keister of his. Stuck in the very center beneath the tail was his puckered donut. Not much further south was a burdensome pair of fruit that hung just low enough to rest on the flat mahogany below.

He looked back at her with a small wag of his ass. "How's this?"

Her teeth were sunken into her bottom lip hungrily. "Perfect~" She approached with a single stride, hand on her cock. It fell on his crack, jolting him. He tried to relax. Taking that fat monster while tense would not be good for his health, not that being as loose as he could make himself was much better. She sawed her cock up and down his crevice before pulling back and dropping it in-line with his tail hole. The tip plunged between his buttocks and kissed his donut. A shiver ran through him, followed by a sigh. He let his body fall the rest of the way down onto the desk, flattening his penis between it and his tummy.

"That's right. Get comfy," she advised. "Here I come." And come she did, pushing forward so that his taut ring started to distend around her oncoming missile.

He inhaled sharply. "Ah..." His tail started to jitter and his face contorted. She came slowly but could not help the great stretch of his insides. He took control of his breathing and let his legs go limp. His toe claws scraped the carpet below as he bowed his legs out into a great pyramid between her and the desk. "Fuck..."

She didn't slow down until finally he was gaped enough to swallow her cock helmet. The wrinkles in his sphincter were pulled out, gripping that beast of a cylinder for dear life. While Aaron whimpered, Aolonna purred. His grip was crushing as it was delightful, urging her to stick herself even deeper. "That's it," she purred. "That's a good boy."

"Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh..." He felt his innards rearranging around her invading phallus. Both of their heart beats pounded away, his being much faster. His vibrating body squirmed atop the desk while his claws scratched at the frontside.

She came to a stop when her hips touched his ass. A deep inhale swept through her as she closed her eyes and hummed merrily. The sounds of his whimpers were as pleasant as the grip on her cock. Her balls smushed into the back of his, dwarfing them. She gripped his hips and started to massage his lower back. "Fuck that's good. You're so fucking tight. I could stay like this all day, I swear. How 'bout you?"

"Huhhhhhhhhhh..." He was having a much harder time with it, but it was not without its pleasure. Punching through the crushing weight of discomfort was the white-hot joy of having his boy spot squished into a putty. Precum was bleeding from his cock at an unwavering rate, staining the wood beneath him and sticking to his belly fur. Through his gasps came sharp moans and girlish coos. "Ahh... I like it... Fuck... Ohhh..."

"I know you do, slut. Here. Have some more." Back her hips came to withdraw her cock like a missile launching from its silo. It came sliding back with a heavy thrust, bapping her hips into his buttocks and making the flesh roll.

"Huhhh! Uhhhh! Huhhhh~!" He jerked and writhed on the desk. Sawdust poured from his claw tips as they sank and scraped into the wood. Beside the blinding pleasure of having his prostate pounded was the added perk of his penis being mushed beneath him and the desk.

"Fuck yeah," huffed Aolonna. "Let me hear it."

He obeyed with zeal, unable to keep himself quiet even if he tried. Wails echoed through her office and permeated through the walls for her coworkers to hear. They cringed within their cubicles and covered their ears with headphones. Others tried to ignore it. A few listened closely. Such noises were a common occurrence ever since Aaron was hired. People learned to get used to it. Some were jealous of Aaron, others sympathetic. Either way they didn't dare confront the boss about it.

Only a few decibels quieter than Aaron's belting wails were the heavy bangs Aolonna delivered, both onto him and onto the desk. The massive piece of furniture rocked like it was made of plywood. Even those working on the floor below were not spared its rhythmic rocking. Then there was the meaty slap of flesh on flesh, hips on ass, balls on thighs. Ripples of leg meat went through Aaron's lower body. Aolonna's double-speedbag would swing out from between her thighs and then come crashing home with the following thrust. Utilized was every inch of her enormous length, hilt to head, balls deep. Unseen was the gnarly dick bulge that blew out across Aaron's abdomen every time she thrusted.

Amid the din of noise was her huffs and grunts. "Huh. Fuck yes. Mmf! God. So fucking tight. Tell me how it feels, bitch."

"Huuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhh~!"

"Yeah. I thought so. Whoo."

The desk rocked, Aolonna fucked, and Aaron wailed. Soon his voice grew in pitch, a herald for his coming orgasm. Long howls were cut down into curt squeals. He couldn't hope to articulate it into words how close he was. He didn't need to. Aolonna heard him loud and clear. All the while her second climax was thundering forward, ready to mark him with her seed.

"Ahhh... I'm close. I'm cumming. Huhhhh... Here it is! Huhhh!" The last several thrusts came as hard as she could give them. They were deep and heavy with the last one planting her hips on his ass and throwing her body into an arch. Her snarling teeth swung upwards. Spittle squirted from between her fangs as she growled. "HHHHHRRRRRGGNNNHHHHHHHFFFFF-~~~!!!"

Aaron had no choice but to follow her lead. Joining her triumphant rumble was a submissive squeal. Blowing across his entire lower body was a muscle-disintegrating shockwave of ecstasy. At once his legs and buttocks started to quake. His flow of precum escalated into a sharp spurt of cum which got caught on his abs. An even greater deal was blowing through his insides, painting his guts with her Draconian seed. Her throbbing created more swelling, stretching his insides to an absurd degree. It didn't hurt, not while he was cumming his brains out.

Aolonna came to a rest after the last drop was out of her. Her chest heaved up and down as she panted. Looking down she saw his pathetic form splayed out across her desktop, dead to the world. "Mmmmmmmm, good boy~" She swatted his ass. He gave a little yelp. She put both hands on his hips as she began pulling out of him. Her dick was plastered in a sickly combination of cum and grime. When she was out of him finally his hole was nothing but a yawning purple cavity fit to hold a shot put. His battered ring closed slowly, but not in time to stop a rude gurgling of molten dragon cum. "Whew~! Look at that. Fucking beautiful."

Aaron sure felt that way at first, but upon the downswing of his ecstasy he could feel nothing but soreness throughout his backside. He groaned pitifully. "Nnnnnnnnnn..."

Aolonna patted his butt. When standing this she had to tilt her hips so that her dick, now at an ungodly size far too much for any sane person to handle, wouldn't touch him. "Good job there. I think you've had enough for today, what do you think?"

"Hmmmmm..."

"Yeah, I think so too." Her foot kicked up onto the edge of the desk. With a single push she was standing on top of it, feet astride his body. "On your back," she commanded.

He groaned before obeying sluggishly. What he saw above him was a mountain of woman carrying a weapon of pure masculine arrogance. She fell to her knees and straddled his hips so that her melon-sized purse fell on his belly. Her cock reached all the way up to his face, sitting the helmet on his snout. He turned away with a grimace, forced to smell the odor of his own insides and her sexual product.

"Oh, don't be such a prude. You know you've done worse things to it." She caressed it gently so that the tip rubbed into his cheek. "And it can do worse things to you too," she said ominously. She leaned over him so that her face leered over his. "You're doing a good job, but it won't be long before making me cum twice ain't gonna cut it. I'm gonna get hungry. I'm gonna want more. Think you can do anything with this?" she asked, punctuating the question with a playful bat against his snout.

He whimpered. "No... Not yet."

"Well, then get better, 'cause if you aren't good enough by then I might have to gobble you up, either with my mouth..." She hoisted her dick up over his face, dousing him with its shadow "or something else."

He gulped. "Yes ma'am. I understand."

She smiled and leaned down to kiss his forehead. "Good boy." She pulled off him and stood back down on the floor. She did a big stretch, hutting her monstrous pecker out in front of her like it was nothing. "Mmmmmmmm. Whoo! I'm beat." She looked down at him and saw the giant splat of cum across his tummy. "Yeah, do me a solid and clean all this up. Can't anybody come into a place smelling like this."

He sat up quickly, earning a sharp pain in his butt in the process. "Ow! Yes ma'am!"

He hopped off the desk and ran over to collect his clothes from a pile on the other side of the room. His penis was still out of its sheath, flopping wildly as he moved to pick up his underwear and slide them on. Aolonna was buttoning her shirt back on slowly without any rush. "Oh, before I forget." She went to her desk and bent over to open a drawer, bringing her face within inches of the cum puddle Aaron had created. Without noticing any of that, she withdrew a manila envelope and handed it to him. "Do me a favor and bring this to Morris."

He took it and nodded. "Yes ma'am."

"And wash yourself up first. Don't go down there smelling like jizz."

He blushed and nodded. "Yes ma'am."

* * *

The next day he got there and clocked in on time like he always did. For all her debaucherous habits, Aolonna was a hard worker. She was there before he was, doing paperwork on the same desk they had fucked on the day before. She acted like none of that had happened, as did every other person in the halls Aaron had passed. They either said 'hello' to him or outright pretended he didn't exist. He didn't press for their attention. It was awkward for him too.

Aolonna had the usual to-do list for him: delivering papers, scheduling meetings, reminding her of upcoming events, fetching her drinks, receiving the occasional spank on the ass, usual intern stuff. It was towards the end of the workday when everything had been done on Aolonna's end that her usual lewd mood came to the surface like it always did. She rang Aaron into her office, simply asking if he could "come here for just a second." He knew what that meant. With a few preparatory deep breaths, he marched his way to her office and opened the door to peek inside.

"You needed me?" he asked.

She was behind her desk, flicking a pen between her two fingers. A very telling smile was on her face. "I did. Come on in. Close the door behind you."

Yet another sign of her intentions. "Yes ma'am." He stepped inside and turned to close the door. As he did, he spotted a coworker walking down the hallway. They made eye contact for the briefest of moments. They darted their gaze away and kept walking. Aaron didn't blame them. The door clicked shut and he made an about face to look at her. "What did you-" Cutting him off was the sight of her standing up. Her pants and underwear were already gone with her erect cock pointing at him demandingly. "-need?" His gaze fell to where she needed it to be.

"Take a wild swing," she quipped. "First thing's first, get rid of those clothes."

"Yes ma'am." He kicked his shoes off and hurriedly untied his cherry red tie.

"Slowly."

"Right. Sorry." He took his time unraveling the rest of the tie from out of his lapel. Next he kicked off his shoes and began unbuttoning his shirt. He and Aolonna maintained eye contact the entire time, suspending a taut wire of sexual tension. Down came his underwear, leaving the maned wolf as nude as the day he was born. His penis was halfway out from his sheath, only a few clicks away from fully hard.

"Good boy~" She tented one hand on her desk and beckoned him over with the other. He approached cautiously, standing in front of her desk like he was presenting himself for any other duty. "You're looking awfully fine today," she said, eying his half-revealed penis.

"Thank you. You do too," he said with his gaze switching between her eyes and her fiery cock intermittently.

"Mmmm, thank you." She leaned into the desk slightly, gliding the underside of her balls across the top plane and pressing her thighs into the edge. "You know, I'm feeling awfully frisky today, more than usual, I mean."

His throat tightened. "OK."

"I think I'm going to try and go three times with you. What do you say?"

He knew she'd say that, yet his heart sank all the same. "OK."

"Think you can do that for me?"

He hesitated. "I think so."

She narrowed her eyes and nodded. "OK, then. Why don't we find out?" She patted the desk. "On your back. Head this way."

"Yes ma'am." He strode towards the desk obediently. A knot was collecting in his gut, making it hard to swallow. Relax. Breathe. Take it easy. That was difficult given the memories of threats she had given him. There was the time she'd unhinged her jaw to demonstrate that it could fit his cranium, as well as when she sounded his cock after two orgasms to show how much she could fit. The answer was a lot, more than just his penis, a lot more. With that flashing through his head he turned his back on the desk and laid down on it. It was only big enough to fit his back. His towering legs reached several feet in front of the edge while his head and neck dangled off the other end.

He was granted an upside-down view of her cock and balls. They were close enough for him to feel the heat radiating off. She grabbed her shaft and prodded his lips with the tip. Instinct made him close his eyes and kiss it. "That's a good boy," Aolonna purred. "Give it a good stroke." His arm craned over his flexing jaw to grab on to her. His touch was delicate, enough to elicit a heavy throb and glob of precum which he eagerly gobbled up.

Aolonna was happy just to watch for the time being. She admired the sharp topography of his trunk and loins. The cords in his neck bulged against the skin as he slurped and suckled away at her dick slit. His forearm flexed and tweaked with every subtle move of his fingers. Only the very tips of his fingers made contact on her shaft; his claws and pawpads remained separate.

Eventually she had enough teasing. "Alright now, open up." His lower jaw lifted. He held on to her as she slid her way forward, bypassing his tongue and plunging right into his throat.

"Ulk." He let go of her cock and folded his paws over his chest. Deep breaths siphoned through his nose, preparing for the rampant face fucking that came next.

It didn't. She held herself right where she was, cock buried in his gullet with his cold nose digging into her cushiony ballsack. She cooed softly while drifting her fingertips down his throat. Beneath the cartilage of his trachea, she could feel the dense presence of her cock. Not an ounce of air was to get through, making him wince. Only when his paws started to wrench did she finally pull out and let the poor guy breathe.

"Guhhhhhh... Ahhhhh..." His paws lifted with his chest as the oxygen flooded back into his blood. As soon as he regained his breath she resumed dicking around his mouth, forcing him to kiss it.

She plugged his throat again, putting a halt to his breathing. She did him the mercy of fucking him this time, albeit much more slowly than he was used to. She splayed her hands out on his tummy. Her ass swung out behind her, then careened forward in a smooth glide. Accompanying her soft purrs was the wet sound of his throat being manipulated.

"Mmmmm, so sweet~" She pushed as deep as she could go, wiggled on his face, then pulled back and resumed. Looking down at him she could only see the outline of his jaw. A bulge appeared from behind his Adam's apple when she thrusted forward. "You're even more handsome from this angle. How do I look?"

All he could see- when his eyes were open, that is -was her fat orbs and the gap through her thighs. Beyond that was her leather rolly chair. It wasn't a lot, but it sure was pretty. "Aghhhhh-Ulk!"

"Mmm, thank you~" She looked up and saw his cock lying on his tummy, without any proper attention. "Go ahead and touch yourself. I wanna see you cum too."

He didn't have to be told twice. Both of his paws wrapped around his pole and began stroking it. The sight of his self-pleasure was enough to kick her into the next gear. Her hips swung back further and returned with greater depth. The spaces between her tip plunging past his throat grew longer but more intense. "Ulk. Ulk. Ulk. Ulk. Ulk." His face was repeatedly battered by her testes. If she went fast enough she would've given him a bloody nose. With her increasing arousal and pleasure it became a more and more real possibility.

"Ahhhhhhhhh yeah~" Her fingers sank into his ribs as she took a better hold on him. The sound of his throat being jammed was joined by the simultaneous plap-plap of her balls hitting his face. "Ooooh... Sometimes I don't know what's better, your ass or your mouth. Mmmmmm~"

He strongly believed that getting fucked in the ass was better, if only because he could get some better enjoyment out of it. Of course, he liked this too, evident by the way he started furiously stroking his dick. Between her thrusts his moans could be heard in quick snippets. "Uhhh-ULK! Ngahhhh-ULK! Huhhhhh-ULK!"

Aolonna leaned into it, bringing her body diagonal to the floor. Her huge dragon tail was cocked up behind her to reveal her powerfully clenching glutes. Her face contorted into something ferocious. "Hahhhh... Here we go... I'm close. I'm gonna fucking cum. Get ready. Huhhhh!"

He was more than ready. With her oncoming orgasm he rushed to bring out his own, throwing his double-fisted pumping into a rapid blur. Aolonna launched her last trio of thrusts, then planted her entire crotch on Aaron's face. "Haaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh~~~!!!" Even through the blanket of his neck the angry throb of her cock was visible. Hot, liquid love spewed right down his tube, adding to the contents of his stomach.

His jerking hit a violent clip, then finally unleashed his first load. It arced through the air like a streamer, landing on the topside of Aolonna's shirt-covered tits. The following shot plopped across his chest like a shotgun blast of pearls. The rest landed and accumulated across his abs. Aolonna added to it by yanking out of his mouth and placing her nuts on his chin. She masturbated furiously, painting his torso with her seed.

Aaron gasped deeply, absorbing a fat wallop of musty dragon stench. It was more heavenly than the freshest air, driving him to lift his face into the backside of her scrotum and whiff more of that masculine/feminine aroma. Sniffffffffffff. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~"

By the time the last drop fell out of her she had grown to the next level. Her cock went limp atop his neck and collar, lathered in veins and weighing like a sandbag. The fleshy purse he'd buried his face in had swollen up too, consuming the entire frontside of his head. When she backed off him her scrotum fell down with a heavy drop, pulling the skin taut. Her cock hung in front of it pendulously, down, but not even close to being out.

"Whoooooo... That was nice. Heh." Aolonna swiped her finger across a pearl of cum- whether it was his or hers she couldn't tell -and dipped it into his mouth for him to suckle clean. While he did that, she noticed the few droplets that had were atop her tits. "Whoo! Quite the hotshot, aren't we?" She pulled her fingers out and fell to her knees so that there was eye contact. "Mind cleaning this up for me?" she asked with a cheeky jiggle of her chest.

He managed a laugh. "Not at all." He rolled onto his cum-sodden belly and dove his face into her cleavage. The embrace of her bosom was heavenly soft, blessing his battered snout with a heat like a pillow fresh out of the dryer. He made a soft murring sound before withdrawing his face and lapping away the cum. The fabric of her shirt was tough and coarse. Once he was done she unbuttoned her shirt so that he could have at the real deal. "Thanks." He returned to her cleavage, this time sinking his face all the way down to her sternum. After having himself a good shake he pulled his face out and tongued her pierced nipple.

She laughed. "OK. You've had your fill." She stood back up, accidentally knocking her dick against his snout. It was on its way to getting hard again. "On your back, this time with your legs towards me."

"Yes ma'am." He rolled onto his back and sat up so that he could spin on his butt to face his ass at her. His legs opened into an obtuse V, letting her see the familiar pucker between his cheeks. He pulled one haunch aside and winked his hole at her. "Like this?" he asked teasingly.

"Oh yeah. That'll do~" She dropped her dick on his balls, reminding him of the great size difference between them. It got worse and worse up to the moment she was fully hard, pulsing with an intrinsic need to fuck him. Once she was ready, she wasted no time bringing it to his donut and pushing against it. His resulting hisses only fueled a more assertive push, eventually landing the head entirely inside of him with a curt pop.

"Ah..." His claws sank into the mahogany below as he watched her hips come towards him. Rising towards his navel like the wake of an oncoming shark was her cock bulge. It came to a stop only after it had passed his navel. It grew difficult to hold himself up on his arms. His inner thighs started to quake.

She soothed his discomfort with gentle rubs along the inside of his legs. "How are you holding up?" she asked.

"Nnnnnnnn... Hangin' in there. Ohhh... Fuck..."

"It's a lot, isn't it?"

He pursed his lips and nodded. "Mmhmm..."

"Yeah, it is, now here's some more of it." Her hands hooked around the underside of his thigh and held on tight. She pulled back and thrusted hard.

Bap!

"Uhhh!"

She fucked him deeply and slowly, as was her signature. More delightful than just the grip of his insides was watching his reaction. Pure emotion tore at his features, making his head swoon wildly. He would look up to see her smug smile, then look away and blush hard. "God, you're so fucking cute. You know that?" she commented.

"Huhhhh... Thank you... You're... Huhhh... Really fucking big... Oh my God... Ohhhhh..."

"Heh, that's right."

It was too much for him to handle. His arms slid out from behind him slowly, bringing his back down onto the desk. His head lolled down the edge, mouth gaping, eyes rolled into his skull. The most his arms could do now was claw at the desk and grope the bulge that kept reappearing in his gut. "Huhhhh... Huhhh... Huhhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhh God..."

Aolonna leaned into him. She went faster. She went deeper. She went harder. Aaron reacted appropriately, filling the office and the neighboring halls with his usual tempest. She noticed his dick flopping on his stomach, letting loose an unsurprising amount of precum. One hand let go of his thigh to wrap around his cock for a nice hard squeeze. It triggered a high-pitched wail and a sharp lift in his back. "Oh yeah. Let me fucking hear it bitch! Tell us how good that shit is!" Amidst her commands was an even further escalation of thrusts. BAM. BAM. BAM. BAM. BAM.

"UHHHHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH~!" The delight was beyond euphoric, robbing him of any coherence or sense. She quite literally fucked him silly.

Her breath huffed through clamped teeth. "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Ah fuck. Uhhhhhh I'm close again." She gripped his dick harder. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm, I'm gonna fucking cum! YES!" Her clutch on his cock turned into a virulent jerking. If she was going down, he was going down with her.

It was hardly necessary. His voice hit an effeminate soprano in the moments leading up to the first rope spitting out of him. The second it did his voice stopped. Spasming muscles kept the air locked in his lungs, sucking the noise out of the office and leaving a surreal vacuum of silence. His maw was open in a soundless scream, bucking forward upon the impact of her balls. Only after the third rope landed on his chest did he find his voice. "HHHHHUUUUUUAAAAHHHHHH~~~!!!"

Aolonna wasn't far behind. Her last thrust landed home with its usual vehemence. "FFFFUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~~!!!" Her leviathan balls contracted in her purse, unloading everything they had in a series of devastating gushes. With it was the even more crushing expansion of her junk from an already punishing girth into a downright hyperbolic siege weapon. Aaron's tightness became too much for even her, forcing her to pull out.

Schhhllllulp!

His torn tail hole, no longer describable as a pucker, let loose an unholy belch of hot dragon cum that gurgled down his tail and plopped onto the poor carpet below. Even when it was done shrinking it could not regain its former daintiness. A continuous drift of thickish seed glopped out of him as his entire torso swelled and deflated with his heavy breathing. "Ohhh... Ohhhh... Ohhh..."

"Ah shit," huffed Aolonna. "Look at that." She marveled at the size of her cock, now something fit to use as a punching bag. She could not close her thighs around the miniature beanbag that had become her scrotum. Every minute shift in her balance threatened to send her toppling over thanks to the added weight. "Damn. Been a while since I've been this big. Holy shit." She looked at the wreck of an intern that was splayed across her desk, covered in oily sex residue. "Don't think you can handle any of this, can you?"

It took him a while to gather his strength to even lift his head and see. When he did his eyes had to regain their coupling. They landed on her cock and went wide. "Oh fuck... No... Sorry. I... I can't." Even after the battering it had just received his asshole managed to clench shut at the sight of her phallus.

She sighed. "No, I didn't think you could." She wandered around to the other side of the desk where his head was. It took a few awkward scoots like wading through water. "You're finished, aren't you?"

He licked his lips. "I think so."

"Come ooooon. Can't you give me a blowie?"

"On that? No ma'am."

She pouted. "Hmph. Well at least help me get hard."

Concern came over him. "What are you going to do?"

"You'll see, now shut up and rub my dick."

"Yes ma'am..."

He made to get off the desk. He was stopped by a hand on the shoulder. "Stay where you are." He laid back down, hanging his head upside down off the edge again. Reaching out with one paw he realized that it wasn't going to be enough. Even with both it felt like hugging onto a small tree. He rubbed her oil-slicked shaft as sensually as he could. It weighed a ton. Just holding on to the thing required a serious level of strength and energy.

His hard work was rewarded with a gradual resurgence in hardness. She had to take two long steps backwards to make room between his head and her body. She estimated it at four feet, but even that was being conservative. "Yeah. There we go. That's good."

He brought his arms back down onto his chest. "Now what?"

"Now?" She smiled. "Now you relax."

In just a single stride she came forward to plant the head of her cock on his face. The tip of his snout fell right into her slit, sinking down to the corners of his lips. Pure heat seized his face with an iron grip. His paws flew up to hold her back, but he was already too late. A curt shove of her hips brought her dick further down his head, swallowing his eyes. Powerful muscles prevented so much as a single twitch or jerk of the neck. Trying to push off only made her clench harder.

Aolonna gritted her teeth. "Ahh, hold still. Just- Mmph. Give me a minute." She took control of her breathing, humping forward and consuming more of his head with each exhale. His head was gone, then the top half of his neck, then all of it. The feeling was like sounding the blunt end of a needle, sharp but manageable. That would change as she moved on. Her urethra gaped to meet the breadth of his shoulders. With their disappearance melted the last of his resistance. He obediently laid his arms out at his sides, knowing full well there was nothing he could do now.

"That's it, sweety. Ah. Let me take care of it. Oof." Through clenches alone she sucked his body into her shaft, bloating it with his shape and dragging him off the desk. She kept her arms akimbo, leaning her head back and gritting her teeth with each pull. For him it was like having a thousand rubber bands wrapped around his body. For her it was like powerlifting a dumbbell. It wasn't easy, but it could be done, and the result would be oh so satisfying.

Down went his biceps, then his elbows, then his forearms, then his wrists. His head breached the bottom opening of her urethra and entered the mucky cistern that was her scrotum. Her balls parted around the entrance of his head. Its impression slid down her scaley purse while his nose fell into a raunchy vat of steamy dragon cum. His shoulders made it inside, making the rest of his journey easier. She grabbed her cock like a log and heaved it upright. He slid down to the thighs. The last few feet of his legs surrendered themselves to the cavity below. The last thing the world saw of him were his toes until they too met the jaws of her cock.

"Yeeeeaaaah. Down you go, buddy." She watched with glee as her glans regained their shape with the passing of his feet. She heaved one last clench. "Hnnh!" Aaron's body schlorped the rest of the way down into her scrotum, piling up into a tight ball betwixt her testicles. Her legs bowed to make room. Her black scales jutted and swelled with his knees and elbows. The fat gold piercings now looked like insignificant nuggets next to the gargantuan lump that was his body. Orgasmic satisfaction rolled through her. She patted her sack like a belly after a good meal. "Ahhhhhh... That was great. How you feeling down there?"

Aaron was squirming amidst a fetid swamp of stifling dragon nut. His face and its open maw dragged along the inside of her skin, fighting for space it would not receive. After a few moments of squirming and struggling he came to a stop, accepting his place in her balls.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Aolonna dragged her way to the other side of the desk where her chair was. Each step felt like her sack was about to rip off, it was so encumbered. Finally, she got to take a seat and sigh. "Whew. What a day." She reached for the phone on her desk which had somehow stayed in place after all of that. She put the receiver to her face and dialed an extension.

"Hello, security? This is Ms. Blackmist... Nope! Everything's fine. I just wanted to tell you that I'll be spending the night here... Yes... Yeah, I got keys... Mmhmm... In my office. I won't be leaving here any time tonight... Yeah, I'll be here. In fact, so will Mr. Valfore... No, I'll do that. Don't worry... Yes, I'm sure... OK. Sure thing... Yup, bu-bye." She hung up the phone and leaned back in her chair. Her paws folded behind her head and her legs crossed over her swollen sack. "Ahhhh... Welp, buddy. You're in for a long night. Get a good rest while ya can, cause I ain't done with ya juuuust yet~"

THE END