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The kobold and his hoard

By Patrick D. Lambert

Commissioned by Teryxc

Part 1

Claire de Lune. The peaceful piece was an ironic choice for his morning routine, with the sun rays coming through the windows as the smart assistant pulled up the curtains right at 6:15 AM, and the hustle of the drivers outside on their way to work, honking and yelling furiously at a line that won't move. Not even those living on the eighteenth floor were free from the chaos and stress born during the early morning. But the slow pace of the piano, so delicate and mystical, countered the morning rage trying to make it through the thick crystal panels. It was their little bubble, a safe place for them away from the chaos of the world.

In the main bedroom, the couple living in that peaceful apartment was getting ready for work. A trail of wet pawprints came from the still steamy bathroom and led to the walk-in closet on the opposite side of the room. Inside, two reptiles stood on each side, giving their attires the final touches.

The golden Kobold named Zane, slightly above 4 feet of height--a feat among his kind--, hummed the piece coming from the built-in speakers on the closet. His tail swayed like an inverted metronome, following the tempo to perfection. With the delicacy of a talented pianist, his fingers knotted the tie that was the last piece of his simplistic outfit: plain black trousers with a white shirt that made him pass as just another office worker, and not the personal assistant of the CEO standing behind him.

Reaching 7 feet, Teryx looked constantly at the mirror in front of him. The dragon of deep blue scales had put on the black suit Zane suggested him for the day, and was now trying to do the same with the golden cufflinks. He stared blankly at the shiny metal that had engraved his initials in capital letters: TC--Too flashy for his own taste, just like the clothes. The red tie hung from his neck, waiting to be knotted. With a doubtful look at his reflection, he moved the tie up and down, begging his muscle memory to do its job and start one of the many knots taught by the kobold.

"It's always the same with you," Zane said behind his back. "Turn around, you big dummy."

Teryx hunched to be within the kobold's reach, who was already standing on a footstool. His little hands made quick work of the tie, making loop after loop with little effort.

"I told you to go with a simple knot if you were having trouble," the voice had a slightly high pitch on it.

"An Eldredge knot isn't simple," Teryx mumbled, noticing the movement pattern on the kobold's hands. Looking at the end of the closet to avoid Zane's crimson eyes, as even his most serene look carried an intense weight the buff dragon couldn't hold, Teryx threw a quiet whine.

"Oh? So you know your knots. Guess I'll have to give you another lesson. You're a CEO. You can't have your assistant dressing you up forever."

Zane didn't seem bothered by the humiliating size comparison. All the contrary, the confidence in his bearing put Teryx to shame, who whined again after the comment made by his assistant. The kobold calmly buttoned the expensive suit, delighted by the soft touch of the cloth--made to size by the hand of a designer, the type of luxury he deserved. The pointy end of his snout twitched with the scent of perfume picked personally by Teryx, a weak and delicate smell that matched his personality.

"Hey, don't take it personal," Zane said while scratching under Teryx's chin. "Get down, let me fix your hair."

Teryx obeyed and got to his knees. With special care, Zane ran his claws through the golden mane to comb it back. The hair so silky after a bath succumbed easily. The tip of Teryx's tail wagged slowly from the soft touch of the kobold, who only grinned in response. The dragon looked so professional, if only he had the attitude to match his appearance. But Zane didn't mind his meek personality; that was, in fact, one of the things he loved about him. Soft caresses to the blue horns crowning the sides of his head and to the smaller white ones coming through the mane were his apologies for a comment he knew Teryx misunderstood.

"You know I care about you. I wouldn't say anything to hurt you."

With a quiet whimper, Teryx nodded in response. After the usual headpat, the large dragon stood up and offered Zane a shy smile, one that quickly widened after listening his next comment.

"Boy, every day you look more like an actual CEO. You make me so proud."

"Th... thank you..." he was too shy to say the rest. Instead, he held the kobold's look a little longer than usual.

Zane didn't push him to finish. He wanted Teryx to keep some boundaries. Too much pressure could affect his confidence and throw away all his hard work. Besides, the shyness in his expression held a stronger meaning than a mere title--it was all Zane wanted to see.

With his outfit ready, Teryx made his way out of the closet, only to see his slightly confident walk interrupted by Zane's voice.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

His voice, while calm, carried a heavy sense of dominance. Trembling in fear, Teryx didn't dare to turn and face the kobold, who walked towards him with a smug expression on that elongated snout.

"Ahm... w-well, I thought-"

"You thought?" Zane interrupted him. He stood behind Teryx, his little hands reaching for the zipper of his black trousers. "Darling, you don't think. You don't act unless I speak. And when I speak, you listen and obey. And you do nothing else."

As he spoke, he pulled the trousers just a little, enough for his hand to sneak into Teryx's private area. Showing no interest in the fat cock tucked under the silk boxers, Zane carefully removed the metal cock ring attached to the base of his manhood. The dragon whined and huffed, finding a special excitement in the way Zane groped his cock.

"I think for both of us," the kobold finished.

After getting the ring out, the little kobold took a quick look at it. He could almost wear the silver piece of metal like a bracelet on his slender arm. Its aspect had nothing special--for the mortal eye, that is, but Zane noticed the small runes engraved in the metal, the ancient spell that made it so special.

Like a magic trick, Zane held the ring from both sides and gave it a little pull. It divided into two thinner rings of the same aspect. Still holding the smug smile, he gave one to Teryx and put the other on his right index finger; the dragon did the same. A dim glow emanated from the runes, and both rings shrunk to fit perfectly on their owners' fingers. Both reptiles took a deep breath, relaxed their shoulders, and let out the air after the light disappeared from the silver garments.

The little kobold blinked twice. Weak whines came from him as he stared at the small hands he had and the huge dragon in front of him. Teryx, on the other hand, moved his shoulders around as if he had just woken up. After tucking back his shirt, he took the round glasses laying on one shelf on Zane's side of the closet. The little kobold flinched by the sudden turn Teryx took to kneel before him, but remained close to the dragon, for he knew he meant no harm.

Teryx carefully put the round glasses on Zane, giving the kobold a little bop in the snout. Still on his knees, he adjusted the Eldredge knot he just made and winked at his secretary. The golden eyes had been replaced by the fiery red flames of a little reptile that wanted to devour the world.

"Now, let's give our best today, shall we?" Teryx Commodore said.

The speakers played the last tone of Claire de Lune, and the spell around his apartment ended.

There's little to no room for mistakes in the competitive world that robotic engineering has become over the past few years. With the rise of service drones for domestic tasks, more and more companies have tried to get a slice of that cake and opened sub-branches despite having little to no knowledge on the area.

That wasn't a direct threat to Commodore Innovations and their 50+ years of experience on the market. But that wasn't a reason to slack off and give competitors time to reach their standard. His grandfather put the company on the map. His father strengthened their position. And now Teryx was in charge to set the bar higher than his predecessors.

Contrary to what some investors said, Teryx gained the right to lead the company with years of hard work and dedication and not because his father was the owner. He had the brains to make history and be more than the average CEO attired in a fancy suit and with a tendency to steal the credit of those who did all the work. Teryx was a genius.

However, intelligence wasn't enough to survive the shark-infested waters that were the business world. The adversities faced as Chief R&D Officer demanded a scientific perspective based on facts, not courage, determination, and negotiation skills, traits expected on a leader. When his father left the company in his hands, he left a child on a poker table with a group of bloodthirsty adults pressing him to go all in. It was a matter of time for them to get a hold on his shares.

That was until the day he met Zane. The chaotic and impulsive kobold lived by the philosophy of "not giving a fuck" and acted fearless before those bigger and stronger than him--both literal and metaphorically, but mostly literally. If only he could remember the chain of events that ended with him under his control, but the magic had sealed that memory in a fog bank. Zane was Teryx, and Teryx was Zane. The idea of a spell to "swap souls" put his logical mind in jeopardy and made him question what else was wrong in the world.

Well, it mattered no more. The one thing he remembered clearly was the four months that passed since the first time he wore the ring. From that day, he had been Teryx's assistant, following the dragon like a shadow and doing whatever he requested in the most efficient way. It took him a while to get used to the kobold's body; its lightness, the small legs, the incredible speed. It was completely different from what he imagined. But as days went by, Teryx began to feel comfortable inside his new vessel.

Unlike him, Zane had no trouble making the dragon's body his new home. His pride, ego, and confidence were too big to fit inside a body so small. From the first moment he swapped souls with Teryx, he moved around with a freedom that fit with his personality. His joy was notorious. He took full control of it in seconds. And the speed at which he absorbed new info left Teryx speechless. Taking his place as CEO was no problem. But he did more than just be the CEO.

Zane thought about that constantly. At his little desk outside the office, while he scheduled meetings for the following days, the train of thoughts inside his little mind took a sudden turn after reading a particular name.

A dinner with Antoine Moreau, a brown bear from HexaRobotique. Teryx was aware of how convenient a partnership with one of the few companies that had actual brains behind his walls was. Apparently, they had the same idea. But a quick research of Moreau and the plan Teryx had for the dinner told Zane exactly how the night was meant to end.

Zane shook his head until it hurt. That was no place for horny thoughts to distract him. Even when the reception had a certain grade of privacy, there were people around that could see him--not to mention the cameras. The last thing he needed was a misfortunate clip of him with a boner--for his body might've been small, but another part of him was not.

"How does it fit?" Zane thought, taking a peek at the boner threatening to grow under his black trousers. It was already a miracle it concealed perfectly while flaccid. He had no choice but to wonder if all kobolds were the same, not exactly something he would like to ask Teryx.

After taking a deep breath, in hopes to find some inner peace, Zane went back to work. His little fingers danced over the mechanical keyboard with the speed and skill of someone that had been doing that for years. The content of each email popped into existence on the white screen before he could even think about the words. His body knew what to write.

His body...

He stopped abruptly. He was getting used to seeing the golden scales rather than the deep blue ones. It was only at work the first days; now Teryx kept him there all day. Taking off the ring had no effect unless the dragon did the same, but he didn't feel like doing so. Zane liked being a kobold. It was a good change of pace. He didn't have to deal with meetings, deals, and all the complicated paperwork; and Teryx was kind enough to let him take part in cases that required his brain, which he was grateful for. The little desk outside the magnificent office on the 35th floor wasn't like his workshop, but it was quiet enough to let his mind think about new projects when he had the time. And compared to his responsibilities as Chief R&D Officer, the job as an assistant was considerably easier to do. Except when...

"Zane!" Teryx called right after opening the double mahogany doors.

Just in time. The little kobold jumped off the ergonomic chair and followed his boss as fast as his little legs allowed him, holding a tablet under his left arm.

"Postpone the meeting with HR and try to book a table at 'Brezza di mare' for today. For three, you're coming with me," he spoke quickly.

"Ahm... 'Brezza di mare' has a long waiting list, sir. Should I suggest another option?" Zane replied, holding his right hand in the air. Almost dragging his little paws on the carpeted floor, the kobold still had trouble finding a good walking pace to match Teryx's outburst. Too slow and he stays behind, too fast and he gets ahead.

"No, no, no, it has to be there. I'm meeting with Senator Collins and he loves Italian food. It's not for business."

"Not for business" was the keyword to "pay whatever is needed". To say his father and grandfather played fair to get there would be a lie. Yes, they made Commodore Innovations with hard work, brains, and dedication, but some dirty tricks helped to survive the ruthless competitors that tried to take the spotlight in the years where the company was still growing. Zane didn't have the courage to bend or break the rules. He didn't like when Teryx did it either. But it was a necessary evil, and his boss knew how to play that game. The kobold wouldn't dare to go against his wishes.

The "casual" meeting went on with no issues. Just two friends whocasually bumped into each other at one of the most famous restaurants in the city. Zane sat quietly next to his boss and memorized the most important details of an irrelevant conversation about new technologies that had another meaning hidden between words; another verbal agreement and a future donation to Collin's campaign. Nothing out of the ordinary.

After that, the day went on as usual, following the schedule Zane did for him every morning. The regular calls, meetings, paperwork. But the kobold still had in mind that reunion. Teryx's determination was admirable and scary at the same time. The greedy hunger in his crimson eyes intimidated even the most reluctant male, afraid to find out how far he was willing to go to meet his goals.

Would he ever have that look? He was getting too comfortable in the kobold's body, sometimes even forgetting it wasn't his. He liked it, yes, but... was he really gonna stay like that for the rest of his life? Was he meant to stay a spectator of Teryx's success? People spoke great things about him and the incredible change he went through after gaining a position experts said he wasn't fit for. Getting his real body back would be a step--no, several steps backwards.

Zane wanted to learn from him. The few memories he had of the kobold before the spell pictured him as someone of explosive character and absolute disregard for his own well-being. Not only his skills secured him a job as his assistant--going against HR's advice--, but the dragon knew there was more to meet the eye in that little and grumpy reptile. And while he couldn't remember what it was, Zane took the chance to learn everything he could from a reptile with the lack of scruples needed to survive the executive world. And that was the only thing the little kobold couldn't learn.

Those doubts tormented him every time Teryx played against the rules for the company's sake. There were just so many things about his personality that Zane couldn't understand. He was a man of science. Numbers and facts had no answer for the long game played during a dinner where the correct words, gestures, and attitude determined the result. He couldn't find the courage to use the same tricks. Does that mean he would stay as a kobold forever?

Those questioned bothered him for the rest of the day, and before he realized it, it was time to go back home. Zane made sure to leave those pesky thoughts behind after he walked out of the elevator and followed Teryx through the hallway leading to their apartment. The kobold was exhausted, his little body surprisingly heavy after another day following the dragon from meeting to meeting. It was hard to follow his pace, and many were amazed he managed to do so.

Teryx, on the other hand, still had some energy left in his huge body. His tail wagged slowly, teasing Zane by passing the golden tip close to his face. The colors of a beautiful sunrise captured in his tail always found their way to captivate Zane, a creature that treasured beauty. With playful chomps he tried to catch the tip, getting a giggle from Teryx, who took the opportunity to start unbuttoning his suit now that his small kobold was distracted.

The sensor in the hallway detected their presence. The door opened by itself as soon as Teryx stood over the rug. A delicate scent of roses came from the humidifiers, and the lights across the apartment turned on to a dim level. The dragon danced in, moving arms and legs to match the flow of "Arabesque No. 1" playing on the speakers. Covering his snout with both hands to hide his laugh, the kobold followed to the best of his abilities, closing the door with his tail. Despite his speed, he lacked the grace shown by his boss and almost fell if it wasn't for Teryx, who caught him just in time.

"S-sorry, boss, I think I'm not fit to... to dance."

Zane had to stop. With his little hands holding from Teryx's wrists, the kobold noticed a large stain on the dragon's trousers. Was he so stressed over those doubts he didn't smell his lust? The musk was so intense it felt like a punch to his senses, enough to scramble that small head of him and fill his mind with countless fantasies.

What a glorious sight it was, his throbbing bulge of course. Even hidden behind the expensive fabric, the size left many dragons in shame. Like a powerful magnet, Zane had his hands and snout pulled over it, too weak to resist the manhood males and females alike would love to have inside. Oh, that musk alone was enough to make his knees weak. Salty. Sweaty. It tickled his nostrils with each breath taken. His tail wagged uncontrollably from the short circuit it caused in his mind.

"It seems I'm not the only one excited."

Teryx spoke in a tone that pierced the golden scales and put the skin under them to shiver. Zane was afraid to look up, already feeling the burning flames coming from those crimson eyes. But he couldn't resist either. His charisma was toxic. The cheeky smile and one wink were all he needed to get anyone's attention. The elegance in his speech, always using the correct words. And his bearing full of confidence, proper of someone who had conquered defeat and was now at the top of the podium where he belonged. The male he looked at with his golden eyes full of hope and love was none other than Teryx Commodore.

"You have no idea how hard it is for me not to take off these damn clothes at work."

He spoke slowly, putting a strong emphasis on each word spoken. The aggressiveness in his voice felt like rocks on Zane's shoulders. His legs trembled in fear and excitement after the huge dragon showed no interest on his expensive attire and began to rip it off with his sharp claws.

"This body is meant to be seen and I have to hide it from everyone. If it was for me I would walk around the fucking building completely naked."

Soon enough, the thousand-dollar suit was nothing but scraps of cloth. The sculptural body came forward, its value higher than designer clothing. A dark shade of blue covered the sides and his back, while his chest was painted sky blue with strokes of white on his pits, neck, and lower muzzle. The sky blue extended to the inner thighs, revealed after Teryx pulled down his trousers and underwear.

"How the hell do you have a body this fucking hot?!"

Of course, the color of his own body was not what he looked at. Zane barely avoided the fat cock jumping out of Teryx's trousers, but he didn't escape from the hit that was the concentrated musk under the clothes. That was a manhood made for pleasure, of size and girth that would be a challenge for even the hungriest hole, and ridges on the lower half to scratch those sensitive points with each thrust. The pre already coming from the tip had the same thickness as the cum filling the fat balls hanging between his legs, glittering from the sweat of a long day at work.

"I look at myself and all I wanna do is run my hands all over me. I swear these muscles get more sensitive with each day I live as you. It's like they were adapting to my own soul."

Following his own words, Teryx walked to the large living room while hugging himself to have a feel of his biceps and pecs. There was desperation in his walk, with his tail lashing from side to side as if that skin was no longer enough to fit his burning lust. Zane followed from a safe distance, tempted by the delicious smell and sight but also scared of his untamed passion.

With a strong growl, Teryx leaned over the crystal walls. Deep breaths fogged up the tempered glass, while his cock stained it with pre as he slowly thrust against the cold surface.

"S-s-s-someone might see you, b-b-boss," Zane warned him, still keeping the distance between them.

"Let them see. Let them crave this perfect body. I wanna see them drool for these muscles and hear them beg to just lick the tip of my cock. Wouldn't they love that? Even a drop of my sweat will feel like a blessing to them."

It was only after Zane got a little closer that he realized Teryx was making out with his reflection, licking and huffing for the lust burning from the inside of his soul. The glass returned Zane a fiery glare that almost sent him to the floor. The ferocity on that expression was proper of a feral beast hungry for a little prey like Zane.

"In a way... I believe you're the one to blame, my little Zane."

"W-why would you say that, boss...?" the kobold asked, his voice about to break.

"Who else would be? You lend me your body, after all. You put me inside this juggernaut that makes me horny every day," as he spoke those words, Teryx gave one last look at the city from the eighteenth floor before looking at his pet over the shoulder. Holding his cock from the base with one hand and slapping it against the other, the buff dragon called for his assistence. "Come here and take care of it."

Dragging his paws over the imported wood, Zane got closer to his boss--no, the control he had over every aspect of his life made Teryx his rightful owner, and Master was a more appropriate title for him.

Teryx gave a soft caress to the kobold's cheek. Unlike what he did to his clothes, the dragon knelt and took his time to undress his assistant, giving himself time to delight in the beauty of his delicate and small frame, and the natural glow from his golden scales. The dragon claws moved with care over the creamy skin and stopped at the little belly that, rather than unpleasant, gave Zane a more adorable appearance.

His cock jumped out when his trousers went down, sending blobs of pre that fell on Teryx's chest. Just like his height, the size of his manhood outmatched most kobolds, and he dared to say that his musk was even stronger than the dragon's--not that it made a difference after both scents mixed. Teryx ran one finger across the full length to make Zane moan in pleasure, and licked some of the pre already covering the tip; not as thick as his, but in a much larger quantity, enough to start dripping down in transparent ropes.

The kobold was about to take off his round glasses when his Master stopped him.

"Keep them. I love how cute you look with them," he said in a calm tone of voice that crushed what was left of his resistance.

Teryx got back up and held again his cock in front of the kobold's face, who was at the perfect height to suck it. Zane kept looking at his crimson eyes until the intense taste and the strong throbs of his hot manhood forced him to roll up his eyes. He let his Master shove his cock deep inside his throat and keep it there for as long as he could. After some seconds, Teryx began to facefuck him, with thrusts that gained more and more speed as the kobold got used to his size. The pearly horns turned into handles for a dragon too horny to show any mercy on his assistant.

It wasn't the first time Zane was used by Teryx, but the kobold never saw him that excited. The loud gurgles from the cock invading his throat did nothing but feed the flames burning inside him. The dragon showed no mercy, decided to relieve on Zane's mouth the stress and lust accumulated over the day. Zane couldn't help but feel powerless over the ferocity packed in each thrust, standing there like a sex doll for the dragon's pleasure.

He caught a glimpse of the crystal wall in the corner of his eye. How shameful would it be to be seen like that. Oh yes, how embarrassing it would be to have someone look up and find a ferocious dragon fucking the brains out of a powerless kobold. "Please do not look". And if they did, he pleaded for them to ignore the wagging tail, the throbbing cock making a mess on the fine wood, and the joy in his expression for having the privilege of tasting Teryx's cock.

Large blobs of saliva fell over him in no time. Zane rolled up his eyes and saw saliva already falling from his Master's open maw. His loud huffs kept on fogging the crystal, with moans coming out sporadically; pleasure and desperation mixed in one exciting moan that said how much the dragon wanted and needed that. The build-up lust threatened to break an already fragile will.

A bulge popped in Zane's throat after Teryx forced all his cock in. A second later, the bulge palpitated from the cum going straight into the kobold's esophagus. So selfish. The little toy didn't have a chance to taste the thick cum coming from his Master's cock nor get drunk with the intense musk of his crotch, forced to choke on both his shaft and the massive load. And even with that, acting like the stud he was, the vigorous dragon fed his pet a load too big for him to handle; the cum burst out from the sides of Zane's muzzle and through his nose, making an absolute mess on his face.

When the lack of air became stronger than Teryx's control, the kobold used all of his strength to fight back the grip around his head. The dragon pulled out his fat cock still in the middle of his climax, shooting some more cum on Zane's face and the rest between his back and the crystal wall after the kobold fell to his knees, victim of a violent cough in his attempt to recover his breath..

The dragon's moans didn't reach Zane's ears. Already on his fours and reeking from the cum, his body shook violently as he tried to recover. The creamy puddle under him continued growing from the seed he couldn't drink in time. His arms threatened to falter and send him to the mess he made, but he found the energy to fall to one side.

"Bloody hell..." Teryx mumbled.

Feeling his legs like noodles, he dragged his paws to the closest chair. His brain told him he already ruined a thousand-dollar suit and forced him to change directions from the comfy sofa to one of the steel chairs of the dining table. The reinforced metal endured his weight after he fell over it and, after stretching his legs to stop a cramp, sighed heavily.

After several seconds of loud huffs and distant honks, the dragon opened his eyes in surprise at the firm mast between his legs.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me..." with a groan, he closed his right hand around the thick cock and slowly started to pull the skin up and down. "I knew dragons were sex machines but this is a fucking joke... I guess I'm really starting to become you."

He threw Zane a wink, who just replied with a weak giggle before trying to get up. Despite Teryx doing all the work, the kobold felt tired from enduring those brutal thrusts. His jaw and throat felt sore, and not enough rubs relieved the discomfort; only the loud crack from his cheekbones seemed to help, if only for a moment.

"I don't think this is gonna come down anytime soon," the dragon mentioned. Holding it from the base, he waved his cock around to tease Zane, who quickly found himself trapped under the hypnotic movement. Left and right, like a metronome. "Why don't you bring our toys? I have the perfect idea to take care of it."

"Our toys" was a box in the built-in closet with all kinds of sexual tools. Harnesses, dildos, vibrators, different types of lubricants, and more. Teryx had them for special occasions in which just sex wasn't enough to satiate his lust. The kobold went for the box and returned to find his Master using his own tail to pleasure himself, a practice Zane knew very well.

"Fuck... is this rutting season for dragons?" Teryx pulled out his tail and sighed heavily a second time.

"That's on June, boss..." Zane replied shyly.

"If I'm like this right now, I can't imagine on June," he spoke between teeth. After taking a look at the plain-looking cardboard box Zane carried, the dragon sat straight and put his hands behind the chair. "Well, tie me up, boy. Arms and legs. And put the vibrator ring on me."

Zane was still unsure of what his Master had in mind, yet he obeyed his commands. With thick leather belts he tied arms and legs to the chair. He tied a black blindfold to his head. A transparent silicone ring began to vibrate at high speed at the base of his cock, but he uttered no moan, despite how sensitive his cock was. Secured to the chair, Zane gave his boss a shy look as he waited for his next command.

"Now, take off the rings," Teryx ordered between huffs.

With quiet whines, Zane did as he asked, afraid of what was coming. The dragon's body had nothing to do with his Master's insatiable libido, and the kobold wasn't sure if magic or pure force of will helped him follow his pace.

Nothing happened when he took off Teryx's ring. It was until he removed his that he felt a soft pull, like a hand on his chest. One blink after, the panorama before him changed. He was back on the commodity of his original body, exhausted and burning from the inside. By sheer instinct he pulled the belts until his mind reminded him he was Teryx once again, tied up to a chair by his Master's command.

Zane was also back on his fragile vessel, stretching the muscles he hadn't used since that morning. The smug smile and challenging red eyes reminded Teryx his size was not a deterrent for him to take control. By stretching his flexible body he prepared himself for what was coming. And with a jump on Teryx's lap, he showed how much energy he had left.

His large snout moved quickly around the dragon's neck, taking quick and loud whiffs.

"You're not taking a bath tomorrow. I wanna smell like this all day. So manly and powerful. This is the scent of a leader."

The enthusiasm and excitement in his voice were intimidating, proper of a male that liked to have the first and last word on every discussion. Teryx didn't dare to reply. There was no chance to do so. If he ever dared to speak out, his words would drown under Zane's speech. What size can do against a personality like his?

With the dragon's cock still firm behind him, Zane gave his pet a quick lick on his lips before jumping again on his lap, this time landing his paws on his legs to get better leverage. Teryx drowned on the musk coming from Zane's cock while the kobold aligned himself on top of the dragon's shaft, making sure to spread all that cum left like butter.

Satisfied, Zane let his weight and gravity do the work and, after the first excruciating seconds it took the tip to go in, the rest was easy for a kobold too horny to stop there. For Teryx was a different story, his cock was too sensitive after climax the pleasure became too intense for him to handle. His violent squirms did nothing but motivate Zane; the nasty kobold squeezed his insides and slowed his descent to make those seconds more tortuous for Teryx, whose moans were surely getting to the floors above and below.

A little bulge popped up on Zane's belly after the last inch of cock went inside. Holding up only on his toes, the little reptile had his face distorted from the pleasure he refused to express. His entire body was a shaky, sweaty mess, and his cock seemed about to burst from the sole pressure exerted against his prostate. Only his thirst for control held him from going crazy in pleasure, aware of how soon it was to put aside his bearing. The only sign of help he allowed himself to show up came in the shape of a strong hug before he started to jump up and down on the dragon's cock.

His need didn't allow him to take his time. Zane rode his pet with all the might his little legs allowed him, taking strength from who-knows-where. The ridges did an excellent job at scratching those sensitive spots, and with his cock trapped between both bodies, it didn't take Zane a lot to reach his own climax, bathing both reptiles in an abnormally large load for the size of his balls. The kobold's cock throbbed violently and his inner walls crushed Teryx's shaft on each spam. The massive waves of pleasure broke his guard and the little kobold finally embraced his lust, moaning and squirming on top of his pet, whose cock prolonged those maddening seconds.

But even Teryx knew that wasn't enough to satisfy his Master. Not even for a single second Zane stopped riding him; all the contrary, the little reptile moved with more enthusiasm, pressing his claws against Teryx's scales as if he wanted to pierce through. Zane had only just begun, and that climax gave him the needed fuel to continue using his pet, who at that point was nothing but a whiny service top with a sensitive cock and more cum stored in those heavy balls.

The pleasure had them both drooling. The squirming mess Teryx was tried to beg between moans for Zane to stop, the overstimulation on his cock more than unbearable. But no words came out. All he did was wiggle his paws around and leash at the ground with his tail as if the pain from the impact could somehow counter the waves of pleasure running across his body.

Nothing worked. The kobold's insides remained tight after several minutes of ruthless riding. His fleshy walls kept on squeezing the thick rod. Teryx couldn't even stop his second climax from happening. Between cries and moans he bred his Master, enticed to continue by the thick cum flooding his insides. With almost feral growls Zane let him know that wasn't enough, and rode him and faster, pushing the cum out of his ass while Teryx continued cumming.

The thick seed ran down their legs and splashed on each noisy thrust. Both reptiles got drunk in the dense musk flooding the apartment, a scent so strong it turned them into mindless beasts. Teryx eventually stopped moaning. He wasn't squirming anymore. He only had energies to huff while his Master ravaged his body and soul in his attempt to please his needs. What a selfish way to act.

A third... fourth... fifth climax... Teryx's face was a mess of tears and saliva. The pleasure had broken him, too much that he was no longer thinking at that point. Zane abused his body at will, milking up to the last drop of cum out of his balls. He loved it. Every second of it. But it was too much for his fragile soul and mind to handle. Too intense for his own sake. He gave up and gave control to the lust-driven kobold who still had so much energy stored in that little body. The reek of cum and sweat put him in a trance that only increased the pleasure felt, but at that point, he didn't care anymore. It made no difference.

He didn't realize when it ended. Teryx only blinked and he heard nothing. No moans. No huffs. No splashes. Nothing but the dormant city outside their apartment. Zane lay asleep on top of him, his cock still buried deep inside the kobold. Weak throbs shot what was left of his seed in a flooded ass.

Teryx never told him, but Zane threw a very weak wheeze while he slept. It was adorable. And he looked adorable with his face hidden in the muscular chest of his pet, almost like a different person. No one would ever believe what he was capable of. That was a secret for Teryx to carry alone. But it was during those moments of vulnerability rarely shown by Zane that Teryx felt more grateful for having him in his life, even if it meant being a kobold forever. No one else would take care of him like the kobold.

With a heavy huff, and after regaining some energy, the submissive dragon kissed Zane on the forehead and slowly thrusted upwards.

Part 2

"I wonder what he's thinking," Zane thought, shrugging as if he wanted to look even smaller than he was.

The dinner with Mr. Moreau was going excellent. The research Zane conducted on the brown bear told him he had an aggressive personality and total disgust for refined manners; if he had to choose between pork ribs and a 12-course meal, Antoine Moreau would ask for a beer before eating the ribs with his bare hands. That's why Zane arranged the dinner in the city's most famous rib house.

"I won't bet a dime on those Russian prototypes," the bear laughed. The nasal tone of his voice wasn't that notorious. "I 'eard some nasty rumors about them."

"Yeah, well, I don't see them as a threat. Not like Japan. They always seem to be one step ahead," Teryx shrugged.

"And yet you're still in the market," Antoine sucked the BBQ sauce from his fingers, then threw a suspicious look at the other tables while leaning forward to speak in a murmur. "You're a threat to them. So I would suggest start selling your products there," he threw himself to the chair back and gave a slap to his belly. "But you didn't 'ear it from me."

No one really cared on the noisy restaurant. all the other tables were busy with their own meals, and the country music coming from the speakers made it hard for words to travel farther than 3 feet. It was a perfect way to keep privacy without having to worry too much, and the ambient opened the door for a more casual conversation, an excellent relief from the stress of the day. Zane chose a restaurant that worked in Teryx's favor.

"I wouldn't mind a trip to Japan. I heard the food there is incredible," Teryx took a sip of beer, looking straight at the brown bear.

"Mmmm, yeh, it ish," Antoine replied, his maw full of meat. Large chomps from those vicious fangs tore the meat out of the ribs with no care or effort. After swallowing, he threw the bone into a small bucket and licked the sauce from his lips. "A lot of fish. And the street food is spectacular. Best one I've tasted," he paused to pull off his tie, and that's when something made him flinch. Eyes wide open at first, then narrowed in a lewd smirk that Teryx didn't doubt to return. "But I think you'd prefer another type of dish."

"What can I say? I like to try everything at least once. It might surprise you what you're missing," the dragon replied, leaning on the table so his words could only be heard by the bear before him.

"I wonder what he's thinking," Zane repeated in his head.

He knew what was going on under the red-and-white-checkered tablecloth. Teryx had his paw on Antoine's crotch, teasing the bear's manhood into getting fatter under the expensive black trousers. And judging by his expression, it was working.

His appetite truly was bottomless. Teryx couldn't go three days without fucking someone; whether it was Zane or a stranger, the dragon had to breed a hole. But the buff dragon wasn't happy with just that. And when he found out he could dominate partners and competitors differently, his sexual life got a little more... risky and exciting. After all, nothing says "my company is better than yours" better than fucking someone's ass before making a deal.

The dragon was well aware that words and charisma alone wouldn't always do the job--especially with males. But a "soul swapping" spell wasn't the only trick under his sleeve. That's why Zane poured some drops of a special potion on the bear's beer without him noticing. His intention wasn't to drug Antoine; all it did was make him more "open" to a sexual experience regardless of his partner's genre, but his decision-making process remained untouched. So even under the effect Teryx still had to seduce him--not precisely a hard task.

Why would he risk doing something like that? An encounter of that nature could put his and the company's reputation at risk if someone finds out. However, Zane never dared to question how unethical his behavior was. Teryx was the CEO and his Master, the little kobold had no right to tell him what to do. Not to mention how hypocritical would it be from him.

Sitting against the wall in the booth, Zane looked at the raging boner in his black trousers. Just knowing what his Master was doing with the bear had him very excited. His maw watered in anticipation for what he knew was coming. Did Mr. Moreau know it too? He probably had an idea, judging by the smirk on his round maw. But not a single fantasy of his would come close to what the horny dragon had in mind.

The strong smell of the ribs and sauces acted as a blessing in disguise, keeping at bay the musk of two horny studs coming from under the table. They seemed unaffected by it, unlike Zane, whose fingers twitched in desperation as the scent got stronger and stronger. God, what would he'd give to sneak under it and suck them both right there. Teryx's musk always had that effect on him--his own smell was "different" while under the control of a different soul, and he loved it. His claws pierced the red vinyl covering the seat while the two studs continued his discrete game of looks and their cocks throbbed hard under the table, both begging their release.

This teasing contest continued for 10 more minutes. Even cleaning the meat out of all ribs turned into a lascivious act that drove Zane crazy. The little kobold disappeared on the first opportunity he had under the excuse to "bring the car", hoping those seconds alone were enough to calm down, as he still had to drive back home. He needed all of his focus for the travel back home.

The couple of businessmen boarded the backseats moments later and, under the privacy of the polarized crystal, threw into each other's arms began a passionate kiss. Zane looked at them in the rearview mirror, then put the vehicle in motion.

It was so noisy back there. Zane tried adjusting the mirror so he didn't have to see them, but the sound of their slobbery kiss said more than the reflection and only tempted the little kobold into turning back. The use of a special chair and pedal extenders to drive didn't carry the same humiliation as having to hear their huffs and moans as they stopped to take air, before going back to the wet slurps from their tongues fighting passionately with each other.

All the sounds from outside disappeared. The weak vibration of the vehicle running over the asphalt set down. Zane felt like floating as his focus centered on the nasty studs behind his seat, taking off their expensive suits as the BMW drove across the city on their way back home. He didn't need to look back to know Teryx was in control of the situation, with those huge hands undressing his prey, leaving him vulnerable. He knew that touch--better than anyone, he dared to think. Teryx did the same to him so many times. And yet, he was... jealous.

"Do you thi-think this is right...? He's listening..."

His sharp ears caught Antoine's voice. His submissive side was coming to float.

"Don't worry about him. That's not important right now," Teryx replied.

Zane dared to adjust the rearview mirror until he had a clear view of the couple behind him. Their passionate act would make anyone jealous. Intense, loud, just two males disconnected from the rest of the world, leaving behind their shame to satiate those low instincts improper for people of their class. Zane tested by clearing his throat and was unsurprised that none of them reacted, already too involved in the act to stop.

While not the patience, they at least had the dignity to take their clothes with care, and with that, nothing was in the way of their musk, which only got thicker inside the already hot car. Drops of sweat ran down his nape, and his little hands clenched to the wheel. He was so tempted to pull his zipper down to please himself with the orchestra of moans if only the vehicle didn't require both hands on the wheel to keep it steady. Zane was trapped, forced to be a witness of his Master's debauchery, a dragon so proud he wouldn't allow anyone to take control over him--even as a bottom, Teryx always kept full control of the situation.

The travel felt eternal. They didn't stop at any chance, fully naked with their cocks leaving pre stains over the fancy leather seats. Teryx even moved to the right to give Zane a much better view of the action, teasing the hopeless kobold who couldn't do anything else but drive. It was as if Teryx was telling him "You wish you could be here, but you can't". The humiliation only made it more exciting.

Several minutes later, the vehicle drove into the underground parking lot of Teryx's building. He had a designed space on the first level but still ordered Zane to drive down the third one and park at the farthest corner. Dark and isolated, he knew exactly what the huge dragon had in mind, and still followed his commands without questioning the risk of it.

The engine died. The lights went off. A sepulchral silence only broke by the sound of one door being opened, then closed, and the rushed steps of two males too horny to think properly.

"Nggh... Mr. Commodore, w-who would have t-t-thought you were so kinky...?" Antoine moaned as the dragon dragged him to the front of the vehicle.

"What's life without a little risk? I feel you think the same," Teryx replied.

The brown bear was about to say something else when Teryx interrupted by throwing him against the hood of the vehicle. The metal was still hot and the lack of care from his partner didn't seem to bother him; all the contrary, he threw a seductive growl and looked over his shoulder at the naked dragon who had his huge hands already kneading his buttocks energetically.

"In this market, everything is about risks, Mr. Commo-ACK!"

A loud spank echoed across the entire parking lot.

"It's Daddy for you," Teryx ordered with words that came out like punches. "Don't you dare to forget it."

That should have been a breaking point for anyone, but after the intense session in the backseat, Antoine was no longer thinking straight. Between his smooth words and the toxic musk, Teryx got him right where he wanted: vulnerable and submissive, ready to accept whatever he had in mind. And that control wasn't just sexual...

The dim lights above were the perfect illumination for the show happening before his eyes. Zane swallowed when his Master finally took the initiative and pushed his cock inside Antoine's hole. There was no need for lub with all the pre covering it, but that didn't make it any easier for the horny bear, whose anal virginity was being taken by the massive dragon. Aware of that, Teryx took his time for Antoine to adapt; he was clearly in no rush, despite the place chosen for his depraved act.

"Look at him, pet... and don't dare to look away."

Those words were for them. Both bear and kobold fixated their sight on each other. Zane was baffled by the twitchy expression from the bear as more of Teryx's cock invaded his tight hole. One inch after another, provoking in him a pleasure he had never felt before. Fangs gnashed to stop any moan from coming out. A tear rolled down and disappeared in the brown fur of his cheek, the pain unable to stop his lust at that point.

"Good boy, goooood boy. We don't want anyone else but that cute kobold to see what we're doing," Teryx praised his bear for staying quiet.

He was doing an excellent job, keeping his ass relaxed to make it easier for him to penetrate his body. The caresses and spanks offered more than enough comfort, and soon the pain disappeared from his expression, making room for a silly smile with the tongue out, a perfect reflection of how intense the pleasure was.

And Zane witnessed every second of it. The kobold didn't even dare to remove his hands from the wheel, even after his Master began to move his hips. He fucked Antoine in a lovely way, keeping a slow pace so he wouldn't hurt him. His face showed no sign of lust or control. Those big hands explored how sensitive the bear was, his finger swam through the thick brown fur of his back and the sides of his belly. Teryx was making love to Antoine, treating him like an equal during those brief initial minutes. Yeah, he would go back to his dominant attitude at any moment, but that didn't stop Zane from feeling... jealous. He was always used by the dragon. What right that bear had to make love with him? Not even an offense of that magnitude got a reaction out of the kobold, who was too embarrassed to admit how much he enjoyed the scenario.

What a dirty show that was. As the minutes passed by, and the bear got used to Teryx's size, the dragon thrusted harder and faster. Subtle and discreet, Antoine didn't notice what was happening until the slaps echoed across the floor. His expression continued changing, devolving into a dumb, almost mindless beast, until he couldn't hold Zane's look anymore.

The kobold continued watching. He watched and envied the pleasure. He craved for that same passion Teryx put into each thrust, his dominance and virility, that his moans were for him and no one else. The leather covering the wheel was beyond repair by the constant, uncontrollable scratches of his sharp claws. And there was nothing he could do, for while it bothered him to see him fuck someone else, it was also exciting to be a silent, powerless witness. Being put aside, humiliated, forgotten next to a total stranger that had no right to enjoy his Master. The kobold loved it. And the dragon loved that too, Zane knew it after being caught by the flames coming through his eyes.

"I think we... we can leave the formalities behind..." Teryx said between huffs. His saliva was covering Antoine's lower back, and the pace of his thrust lowered to give the bear and him some time to rest and recover their breath. "This is just one... of many benefits that come with our partnership..."

Antoine, grateful with the pause--for as short it could've been--, took a deep breath and gave the dragon a hand by spreading his buttocks.

"... throw a monthly fuck into the deal and sign it with your cock," he mentioned with a challenging tone that not even Zane believed, one last desperate attempt to save whatever manliness was left on him.

Teryx made sure to crush it along with his prostate and immediately returned to the same savage rhythm, to which Antoine couldn't but moan loudly in response. It didn't matter anymore if they were found. Teryx wanted to show him how much of a submissive slut he was. The dragon was above him, in absolute control of him, his pleasure, and his company. His passionate thrusts were his way to tell him HexaRobotique already belonged to him.

But Zane looked beyond that. The kobold witnessed two males leaving dignity behind to satiate their most basic instincts in a cold parking lot. Money and luxury meant nothing in a moment when lust guided their actions, forcing them to ignore logic and prudence under the certainty that nothing bad would happen to them. A more-than-appropriate conclusion, proved by the guard that went to investigate the sounds and instead turned off his flashlight and stood behind a pillar to jerk off to the one-in-a-lifetime show given by them.

Faster. Harder. Louder. Teryx put all of his might into each thrust, reducing Antoine to a squirming, sweaty mess of brown fur, who had his face pressed against the hood to escape from the meticulous eyes of the kobold occupying the driver seat. He finally got conscious of his place, one that he accepted with joy. He was a mere sex toy for the reptile that was giving him a pleasure that no female had offered him before. Was this what gay males experienced? Was this pleasure even real? Teryx fucked not just his ass but his mind, each thrust pushed him into a hole from which he wouldn't be able to come back.

The breaking point for Antoine finally came when his prostate could no longer resist the intense beating. Teryx pulled him up from the hair and fucked the cum out of him, giving him the orgasm of a lifetime. The poor, horny, ruined bear moaned like a maniac while his cum bathed the hood and windshield with thick ropes of thick and steamy bear seed. Zane flinched at the intensity of his climax and the impact of his cum against the crystal; it made him feel dirty, even if it didn't fall over him. He noticed in the bear's expression how maddening those seconds were to him, a victim of the type of pleasure that can break a man. It was clear Antoine Moreau was damaged beyond repair, a straight male converted into a hungry cocksucker thanks to Teryx.

The silent aftermath lasted over two minutes. Both sweaty males didn't move, their legs too sore to respond and too stiff to give up under the weight. The mess of cum and sweat created a musk that extended across the three underground levels. The guard had a hard time leaving the scene, tempted to walk forward in hopes to lick the cum from the bear's cock; fuck, even from the hood if that gave him a chance with the dragon. And Zane remained quiet in his seat, conflicted by what he just witnessed.

When Teryx finally pulled out, his cock was still hard and throbbing. All the pre covering it gave the illusion he came along with the bear, but no cum came out of his ruined hole.

"Zane, take the car to my spot and meet me at the study," the dragon said. He was already helping Antoine to get up. "And be sure to bring something to drink too."

The little kobold obeyed. He waited until his Master took the elevator, holding the bear so he wouldn't fall on his wobbly legs, then drove back to the first level, where Teryx had his spot. The diligent pet took his time to fold properly the clothes left on the backseat, too weak to resist the urge to sniff at his Master's underwear, completely soaked from the pre; he did the same with Antoine's, as humiliating as that might have been. And with his job done, the kobold took the elevator to the eighteenth floor and walked into his Master's house.

They were already joking by the time Zane walked in with two glasses of cold water. The size of the study room matched with the main bedroom, with large bookcases to cover the sky-blue walls and filled with the books Teryx and Zane had read during their lives. A circular crystal chandelier provided enough light for the bear to read the details of their partnership. He was resting on the large sofa, legs stretched and his paws resting on top of a cushion. For an instant, Zane felt disgusted for seeing a stranger laying in the same place Teryx had fucked him before, yet he expressed nothing as he handled the glass.

"Thank you," the bear said, his eyes fixated on Zane's bulge as the kobold moved to the desk.

Before he could reach his Master, Teryx got up from the reclining chair to meet with Zane. The little kobold evaded his glance, ashamed of the envy still burning inside him; he even ignored the sight of his cock still hard and the musk coming from it. But after Teryx knelt in front of him, Zane had no other choice but to face him. Before the tears could run down his cheek, his Master gave him a soft caress to comfort him, letting him know he was conscious of what was bothering him.

"You're an open book to me. I'm sorry if I crossed a line," he said in a whisper.

Zane wasn't sure of what to say. He sobbed silently, already lost of the crimson eyes that he had seen multiple times. He recognized when the dragon truly felt sorry for his actions, for as he could be cruel and ruthless, but still cared deeply for the pet that allowed him to use his body. And it was during those brief moments of weakness when Zane got some clarity about their own deal, that moment on which he accepted changing bodies with the real Kobold.

The dragon began to take Zane's trousers down, freeing a manhood that had been craving some space since the moment they started.

"You know I keep my seed for you," Teryx continued. With an arm sweep, he made some room on top of the cherry wood desk. "I'm pretty pent-up right now, I hope you don't bother if I last less than usual,"

Without asking for his permission, Teryx put Zane face up on the desk and raised his legs. The kobold was at the perfect height for Teryx to fuck him right there.

"Ack!" His whines came immediately after feeling his Master pushing his ridged cock against his hole. Zane looked briefly at him, then at the bear, his turn to witness the show. And that conflict again pressed on his chest, a strange mixture of humiliation and pleasure that became too dense for his heart to handle.

Teryx was desperate for his climax. With little preparation, he pushed his cock into the kobold's small body. It wasn't something he couldn't take, he knew that, but that didn't stop Zane from gnashing his fangs in pain when the first inches made it through. His Master offered some comfort by rubbing his thighs while he pulled the small reptile into his length. And the pet took it despite his discomfort, conscious that Teryx was holding himself up.

"Don't be so rough with the kid. You're gonna break it," the bear said.

But his words didn't reach the shaky dragon. He only had eyes for Zane at that moment, his little and vulnerable pet, always diligent and ready to serve. He had been like that from the very first time they met when the real Teryx offered to listen to the rants of a little Zane who no one took seriously. And he did the same for the dragon who lacked the courage to fulfill the expectations others had put on him. They helped each other in a very twisted way, but the most grateful for that was Teryx.

That's why the dragon showed his appreciation in the best way he knew. That ferocity, his untamed passion, the full extent of his lust, that was Zane's privilege, something no other sexual partner has felt. That was his gift, his way to say thank you. And sometimes Teryx wondered if the little kobold knew that.

Zane knew the answer. Hidden in the deepness of his soul he was fully conscious of the love he felt for the dragon, a feeling completely new to him and hidden by the twisted magic that had put them in different bodies. His subconscious led him to obey, following that sincere feeling that acted like a moving lighthouse in the middle of the sea, always visible but far from his reach. During those intimate moments, the light shone brighter, fed by Teryx's passion. It was his lust that made him lose the way again. The little arms failed to reach the fluffy cheeks. His tears of joy made the dragon's image blurry. And the young kobold lost himself in the intense fucking before he could reach his light.

The wood creaked under the strength of Teryx's thrust. A drooling beast blinded by lust, he showed no mercy after stretching Zane's insides with the girth alone of his manhood. Both reptiles clenched to the desk, victim already of the constant scratching caused by an unbearable pleasure. Zane looked down to see the little bulge appearing and disappearing with each thrust, proof of how deep his Master was digging. A shaky hand reached for it, finding joy in how it came up and down. It told him how much Teryx was into it, how much he wanted to breed him.

And his wish quickly became true. Loyal to what he said, the dragon reached a climax that was already knocking at the door. With a final thrust, Teryx made the study tremble with the potency of his roar, while the kobold had his insides filled to the brim with thick dragon cream. The bulge on his belly got slightly bigger and warmer. His mind melted from the pleasure, forgetting even how to moan. All he did was watch and listen in disbelief as the cum burst out of his hole, despite the fat cock inside him.

Antoine watched the show in silence, rubbing his cock to get it hard again. The contract rested on the circular table in front of him, already signed. When Teryx calmed down, he took his chances and approached him from behind. Zane was too exhausted to care about the hug given by the bear and passed out without listening to what he had to say.

"What a stud you are, Daddy..."

His large hands played with his sensitive pecs, drawing circles in the sweat covering the smooth scales.

"I just... I just love fucking..." Teryx replied, carefully pulling his cock out of Zane's hole. The mess it made didn't seem to bother the bear behind him, who instead took a deep breath from that intoxicating musk. A sigh of relief followed when Antoine took captive the sensitive cock, still hard and covered in cum.

"I feel that. What a shame I can't enjoy it the same way he did," Antoine mentioned, looking at the sleepy kobold.

Teryx got free from the bear's grip and carried Zane to the sofa. The kobold gained a day off after that excellent performance; a visit to his favorite spa sounded like a good reward. He then looked back at the submissive bear, his cock hard and leaking.

"I did say my cum was just for him," Teryx repeated, holding Antoine by the chin. "But you can have some of it if I use it as a lubricant."

The bear growled and gave his back to the dragon, leaving over the desk. "I'll make you cum inside of me one of these days."

"What a nasty pup you are," Teryx mentioned with a lewd smirk growing on his face.

Zane remained asleep for the rest of the night, unaware of what the other two did on the study and the rest of the apartment.

The bear left in the middle of the night, his legs wobbling and cum still dripping out of his ruined hole. Teryx went back for Zane. His little pet looked so comfortable; they never kept the rings on during the night, but he didn't have the heart to wake him up. "We can make an exception tonight," Teryx said and carried his kobold to bed, where they cuddled together to sleep.

Zane was the first one to wake up the following morning. It took him by surprise to still be inside the kobold, but decided not to do something about it. His Master was next to him, his regular wheeze now a loud snore that Zane still found adorable. He went back to sleep in the dragon's arms, and when both were awake, instead of discussing what happened the night before, Zane suggested to stay swapped a little longer. Teryx was happy to oblige.

None of them noticed the faint glow coming from the rings after Zane said that.

Part 3

Over the next days following the dinner with Antoine Moreau, things became a little different between the couple of reptiles. Teryx found his libido to be stronger and harder to please, while Zane fully embraced that submissive side given by his size and shape. An unspoken agreement was signed between them and the duo dwelled deeper into their sexual life, daring into uncharted territory to find new ways to please themselves.

They experimented by taking the rings off and on during sex, reaching climax in record time. Zane delighted in that jealousy from watching Teryx fuck someone else, a small joy his Master encouraged by giving him the task to record his encounters. They opened to threesomes too, on which usually the kobold received all. Teryx even allowed Zane to dominate him, both in their original bodies and after swapping souls, and while he didn't openly say it, it was obvious he enjoyed it.

Oblivious to the magic bounding them together, their dwelled too into a relationship both thought was still a partnership; buried deep within it were the feelings growing between them. Whether those were caused by the spell or were a natural occurrence it was impossible to explain, but it brought some comfort to their souls, and encouraged them to grow together, finding on each other a solution to their respective flaws. After all, there was more than just sex in their lives.

That's how one month later after the deal with HexaRobotique, Teryx "agreed" to a conference at the prestigious university where he studied. It was a simple talk about new technologies and security protocols to keep androids from hurting living beings, nothing the CEO of Commodore Innovations couldn't explain.

"But I'm not you!" The dragon exclaimed after Zane gave him the news, clearly upset over the bold choice taken by his secretary. "Business ordeals and the like? Yes, I can deal with that. But science?! I can barely make a volcano with baking soda and vinegar!"

"Now, now, don't undervalue your knowledge. You've been learning a lot about my area," the little kobold said from the other side of the desk.

The dragon growled, tried to say something, growled again, then crossed his arms as he turned his back to Zane, who had learned to enjoy those little tantrums of his.

"Besides, you'd attended press conferences."

"It's... different. I have a script for those. I can decide whether I want to answer or not. What if they ask something I don't know?!"

"I know it's scary, but they aren't gonna hurt you. They're nerds; I know because I was one of them," Zane approached his master, only to find him hugging his legs in the reclining chair. "And more than that, they're nerds in their last year trying to nail a job. Do you really think they're gonna question the CEO of one, if not the biggest company in the market? It's pretty much like a one-way trip to a retail job for the rest of your life."

Teryx groaned, looking at Zane from the corner of his eye. The smug face on his assistant, a perfect imitation of his, just forced him to look away in shame.

"C'mon. You said it yourself, what's life without some risk? Or are you gonna chicken out in front of a bunch of nerds? One of them might be cute," in a swift move, Zane held captive Teryx's bulge, giving it a good squeeze while he stepped on his toes to whisper straight into the dragon's ears. "We could repeat what we did with Xavier. My legs tremble just from remembering that night. Me and that bunny making out while you switched between our holes. You came so much that night."

Teryx wasn't the only one who had learned new tricks, and while he was happy to see his little pet being more open and lewd, that was one of the moments when it backfired. His cock responded quickly to what Zane said, and the dragon had no choice but to give up.

"Fine, but I'm breeding you right now in return. And you can't change your clothes for the rest of the day."

Now that he was in front of an entire class, that fuck didn't seem really worthy. But he couldn't back away from there, not with Zane standing outside the frame with that same smug face Teryx taught him.

The class was full, and even people from outside came to see it. So he stuck to the script and did his best to show them how much of a genius he was. The students were impressed by his talk. Tap-tap-tap, fingers moved over keyboards at a high speed, taking notes of what they considered were the most important elements of the conference. This devotion encouraged Teryx, who finally put his fears aside and let his passion take the reins.

Zane was so proud of him. A constant fear that crawled on his back after they agreed on switching places was from people finding out he wasn't as smart as he was before. The spell didn't transfer knowledge or memories, that's why Zane did his best to teach him, only speaking for him when necessary. It was a bless Teryx learned fast, and those fears had become a thing of the past now that he was looking at his Master act so naturally with a topic that was new to him.

That was until someone had the audacity to speak.

"What warranty can you offer the security protocols won't be abused by the user?"

Teryx's heart dropped to the ground. He searched for the female voice that spoke until his eyes landed on a dragoness of purple scales. Dressed with a tailored navy blue blazer on top of a white blouse and black high-waisted trousers, the dragoness threw a sharp look back at Teryx before writing a quick note in his notebook. Everyone else was sharing looks between her and the CEO, who was still speechless.

And so was Zane, who recognized the voice and figure immediately. It froze his blood to see her there after so many years since their last encounter. Such was his surprise that he ignored the cues thrown by Teryx, asking for help.

"Ahm... can you ask again? I didn't hear you," the dragon requested, doing his best job to stay calm. He didn't have an answer for that, gaining some time was the only thing he could do.

"The user's safety is a top priority for your units, but what are the chances the user could find an exploit to weaponize the security protocols for, let's say, attack someone else?" The dragoness repeated. Her pink eyes expressed a certain surprise at Teryx's attitude.

"Oh! Well, that's..." think fast think fast think fast think fast, "an easy answer. As you said, the user's safety is our top priority. That's why all our employees, who are the primary testers of our products, know the cardinal rules coded into each unit. Even my assistant can answer that."

Zane reacted immediately. Taking one step forward and offering the audience a smile, the little kobold said: "According to People vs Jane Howards, all types of humanoid robots are not eligible for self-defense cases, so the user remains responsible for any damages caused by the unit, even if the user's safety is in danger. The unit can't intercede to physically protect the user, since its action could affect it subsequently on a legal ground. This is considered a paradox, which immediately locks the unit."

The answer left the class satisfied. The dragoness, on the other hand, threw a smirk at the little kobold before taking notes of what he said. Teryx and Zane exchanged looks before the kobold returned to his place, leaving his Master to finish the talk.

When the class ended, the couple of reptiles left the campus to seek refuge at a small cafeteria a couple of streets away. Teryx had already taken a seat at one of the outside tables, hidden behind a trellis with colorful flowers blossoming. Defeated, his head rested over the tablecloth. His only comfort came from the napkin he continued pulling and pushing with his breathing.

Zane came out moments later with their drinks: one expresso for him and one caramel frappe with extra whip cream and marshmallows for his Master.

"We're not doing that ever again. I was about to crack in front of a bunch of nerds," the dragon groaned, looking more mortified than angry.

"I must admit that question took us by surprise, but the rest of the talk was incredible! You're smarter than you think, boss," the kobold cheered, sitting in front of him after placing both cups on the table.

Zane was being sincere, but his words felt like salt in the wound. Without rising his head, Teryx took one marshmallow between his claws and looked at it.

"I'm sweet but soft like this. They almost feasted with my corpse."

"I have to say this vulnerability I'm seeing is cute. Is there a chance to call you marshmallow in the future?"

That was enough to change the dragon's expression, who frowned at his pet before throwing the candy into his mouth. "Over my dead body."

Zane giggle. "Worth a try."

With a sudden change of attitude, Teryx got up and snatched his cup from the table to give it a drink. Appeased by the sugar, he leaned over Zane with a flame of curiosity in his eyes.

"Now, tell me if I'm wrong, but it seems you know that lady. The dragoness?"

The question stopped the expresso from reaching Zane's lips. The kobold leaned his head sideways and sighed heavily.

"Yeah. It's... we went to college together. Elizabeth. She was very nice to me. Never showed any interest in my money, unlike most of the people I knew" Zane replied, stirring his expresso with the tip of his claw.

"You make it sound like there was some chemistry."

"Wha-? No!" The kobold flinched. He looked down at the latte art now ruined. His tail wagged slowly behind him, and a nervous twitch reached his pointy ears. "We were only friends. She was very smart. Always trying to prove me wrong. I think a friendly rivalry is an appropriate term."

"For you, but what about her?"

His tail calmed down. Zane let his guilt come out in the shape of a deep sigh. "... she knew I was gay from the beginning. There wasn't much I could do beyond that."

"Well, you were honest and didn't play with her feelings, so I don't see a problem there."

The kobold continued, partially hiding his snout behind the cup.

"She never said explicitly what she wanted from me. We were teenagers. Hormones had us all crazy. As far as I know, she's married--at least that's what my father told me. But I never kept in touch with her after graduation. Different universities thousands of miles away."

The steam coming off his expresso faded under the strength of his deep sigh. Nostalgia had trapped him with some of the few good memories he had from his adolescence. When a little marshmallow fell into his cup, the kobold flinched and stared at his boss. His cheeks burned immediately from a rarely seen shine in his eyes.

"It's rare to see you like this," Teryx said. His paw under the table landed softly on Zane's. "I like it. It reminds me there are so many things I still don't know about you."

Zane put his cup down, his lips twitched as he tried to put a smile on. The words spoken by his Master reached a sensitive nerve, and a couple of tears appeared in his golden eyes.

"... an entire life, Boss. I guess we never had the chance to sit down and talk about us."

Zane's hand found its way to Teryx's. Their fingers intertwined over the table and slowly clenched to each other.

"We have some time right now. But I would prefer some privacy to talk about it," Teryx mentioned, sweeping the place with his eyes.

"With two glasses of Merlot while we listen to your collection of Claude Debussy," Zane added, moving away his hand with a delicate move.

"You're learning," Teryx praised, throwing another marshmallow into his maw.

"And so are you. We complement each other very well," he was about to say something else when his eyes caught a glimpse of someone approaching. His expression turned into panic immediately. "Fuck me. She's coming!".

"Wha-?"

"Quick. Elizabeth Burrows. She moved to Florida. Journalist. Loves Radiohead, rugby, and had or still has a crush on Robert de Niro."

"Why Rober-?"

"Something about his mother playing all his movies when she wa--"

"I knew my eyes didn't lie when I saw you walking here."

The purple dragoness made her appearance from behind the trellis. Her pink eyes inspected both reptiles as she approached, the subtle sway of her hips attracted even those inside the cafe.

"Elizabeth. What a surprise!" Teryx greeted her with a wide smile.

Both dragons were about to stand up when she stopped them with a gesture. "Please, there's no need for that. This is not a job reunion or something," she took the empty seat between both reptiles, her pink eyes moved from Teryx to Zane as she continued speaking, "just a friendly reunion between two old friends and..."

"...oh!" The kobold, who before that had his focus on a strange scent in the air, cleared his throat. "I'm Zane, Teryx's assistant."

Elizabeth shook his hand while leaning his head sideways in a motherly way, her response to the enthusiasm in the kobold's words.

"You have a good eye for delivery boys," she mentioned after throwing a quick look at the little reptile, whose paws didn't reach the ground.

"He's more than that. You can't imagine how much he had done for me in these months," Teryx said, frowning.

Even she couldn't ignore the flames coming from the dragon's eyes. Before taking another step into thin ice, Elizabeth messed with Zane's ears, moving her pink-polished claw around the pointy end.

"I was just teasing you, dummy. I'm actually glad to see you got someone almost as smart as you," she ended the sentence bopping Zane's nose. The little kobold couldn't but giggle at that, her behavior still the same after all those years. "Any other would have been an anchor."

"It's fine, boss. You know I dislike attention, anyway. Being seen as your delivery boy is better for me," Zane added, hoping those words could calm him down.

Teryx wasn't so convinced about it, but judging by that short interaction, his pet seemed familiar with that attitude from her. With a heavy sigh, he smiled back at Zane and shook his head.

"I believe you might wanna catch up after all these years," Zane continued, noticing Elizabeth had no intentions to leave. "I'll give you some privacy while I check your e-mails, boss."

The little kobold jumped off his chair, carrying his messenger bag and expresso to a table inside the shop. Without Elizabeth noticing, he winked at Teryx, his way to tell him he'll be fine on his own. The dragon didn't have a chance to express in any way his panic for being alone with someone he didn't know.

"Can I get you something to drink?" It was the first thing that crossed his mind.

Elizabeth shook his head and instead took one of the marshmallows from Teryx's cup.

"I'm fine," she said after throwing the candy into her maw. "I'm actually trying to lower it down. My blood pressure, you know? My husband is on campaign right now and it's so stressful to be around him. Everything has to be perfect and it's driving me crazy."

"Oh, I heard you got married," Teryx said.

"Yeah..." Elizabeth rolled her eyes. She immediately began to play with the ruby ring on her left hand, moving it close to the knuckle. "Representative Bohor. I wouldn't call that a marriage. You know Dad, life's but a chess game for him. I thought I was a Queen, or a Bishop at least. Turns out I was a pawn. And a pawn's worth losing if it gives you access to a rook. Both families got what they wanted."

"Fuck... I'm sorry to hear that."

"Don't be. Their mistake was to think of me as nothing but a female. I only agreed because I get my own share of benefits too," she leaned forward, enough for Teryx to feel her breath. "There's a lot of confidential info I can read for free."

She leaned back, a triumphal smirk appeared on her long maw. Teryx recognized that expression as the same one the mirror returned him every morning. He shook his head in disbelief, conscious of the type of game she liked to play.

"I wonder if your husband knows he's sleeping with the enemy."

"He's not the enemy--yet. But I'm ready to leave that ship as soon as it starts to sink. Right now I'm happy with my career and the benefits of having an American Express that my dumb husband doesn't even check," she said completely proud of herself.

"As long as you're happy. That's what matters, right?" Teryx mentioned before taking a long sip of his coffee.

"That's correct. But what about you?" She casually cleaned the whip cream from the dragon's lips with her finger and looked at it with sincere surprise. "Sweet? The oh-so-serious Teryx drinking something... sweet? When did this madness happen? And why?!"

"It's been years since high school. People... change," the dragon replied, afraid that something so mundane could put him in danger.

However, his fear turned into excitement when Elizabeth put the whipped-cream-covered finger in her maw. There was no lewdness in her act, but the tranquility with which she acted was what woke the dragon's libido. His nose wrinkled from a strange scent coming from the dragoness.

"Sorry if I find that hard to believe."

"It might surprise you."

It was now Teryx who leaned forward, taking Elizabeth by surprise. A spark flashed in her pink eyes. Before the charming smile had an effect, the dragoness looked away with her cheeks blushing.

"W-well, people do change. And it's been... what? Twelve years since high school? A lot of things happen in that time. I mean, look at you, already a CEO."

She managed to regain her bearing, but even her attempt to change the topic was unsuccessful, as Teryx already had an idea in mind.

And Zane knew that. Hidden behind his laptop, the little kobold stared blankly from inside the cafe. A clash between surprise and disbelief took place within his heart and froze him in place as his Master began to courtship a fellow dragon.

The scent he caught earlier... in other circumstances Teryx would've ignored it, but the job had them so busy the entire week that his Master hadn't found a moment to relieve the tension. In his current state, he had no way to resist the scent coming from a dragoness in heat. Zane chose to leave him alone in the worst possible scenario.

"A lot of people didn't think you were up for the job," Elizabeth said after listening to Teryx talk about his new tasks.

"I have to admit is different from what I was used to. I had no choice but to grow. Be more aggressive. Play dirty when needed. People said I got the job because I was Commodore's son. I prove them wrong."

"Well, you did more than that. I heard you already surpassed your father's achievements in his first year!"

"The partnership with HexaRobotique. Not even my old man got that, and believe me he tried for a long time."

With a flirty smile growing on her maw, Elizabeth rested her cheek on the left hand. She was falling victim to the musk coming from the blue dragon. Her eyes dared to move down, pretending to look at the sweat beverage on Teryx's hand, but the dragon knew what she was staring at. That spark flashed again and again, a sign of the fantasies taking place in her mind.

The female heat wasn't a new concept for him. He lived as a bisexual kobold since he was a teenager--with a bigger preference for males. As a dragon, his relationship with Zane strengthened that predilection. That's why her heat took him by surprise, and by the time he realized what was happening, the libido both felt acted like opposite poles attracting each other.

Fucking someone married? It wouldn't be the first time for Teryx. It was Elizabeth, the wife of a Representative in campaign, who didn't have the luxury of a reckless choice. And yet...

"You did shut a lot of mouths with that deal," Elizabeth said. Her breathing got louder and stronger. Her instincts had betrayed and pushed her into the dragon's claws. "That alone might be your biggest feat so far."

"I'm afraid that's wrong. I can show you something even bigger right now."

His words came out like a whisper. Without having put a single finger on her, Teryx smelled her wet pussy she was so tempted to start rubbing. The dragon make the next move and took her left hand, playing with the fancy ruby ring that was about to come out.

"I..." she swallowed, no longer attempting to hide how her nose followed the manly scent coming from him. "... I thought you were gay."

"I already told you, darling," Teryx got closer, their maws inches away from each other, "people change. I like sweat things now, along with... other things."

The ring finally left her finger, falling over the table and rolling dangerously close to the edge. The trembling dragoness held Teryx's hand, defeated by her lust and heat, and tempted by a male that, even with his clothes on, emanated a virility that outmatched his husband's.

"I guess I can have some more coffee right now..."

Zane's jaw dropped to the ground as he stared the couple leaving the cafe. The little kobold put all of his stuff back into his messenger bag and left after them. Teryx wasn't in full control of his lust. He was more reckless, more savage. Decency and shame abandoned his body through his sweat and breath, and his behavior was no different from a drunkard with nothing to lose. It was irresponsible to leave him alone.

All he did was follow the scent left like breadcrumbs by the two horny reptiles. It was a dangerous thing to do; being smaller and weaker as he was, even Elizabeth's smell was wreaking havoc in his mind, causing an attraction never felt before.

The musk led him to a dark alley behind the cafe. His tiny hands clenched to the shoulder strap of his bag. His legs trembled under the invisible pressure coming from the shadows. Master was there, ready to succumb to his instincts. After looking at both sides, Zane took a step forward and walked into a small dimension disconnected from the rest of the world. He left behind the chattering and vehicles, replaced by loud slurps and whines coming from the shadows. With no trace of clothes in his path, it at least brought some comfort to know they were still "presentable" in case of emergency.

However, as he passed next to trash containers and bags, his body succumbed too to an unnatural, untamed lust that drained his energy and awoken his cock. The little kobold whined and bit down his lip. As the love-making sounds got louder, the sensuality of the female body became more attractive to him. The dragoness appeared in his mind, playing with herself in the same shameless fashion Teryx used to act in those moments. Two fingers spreading her pussy. One hand squeezing her tits. Those beautiful pink eyes burning in lust as she prepared herself for some kobold cock.

The alley took a turn to the right. Zane hid behind it after finding the couple making out against the wall. A pile of boxes covered them from the people outside. While they still had most of their clothes on, Teryx already had his cock out, staining the black trousers as he humped in search of her pussy. The visible desperation on Elizabeth's face did nothing but turn on the kobold even more. Teryx had his sharp fangs around her neck, taking deep breaths from her arousal mixed with designer perfume.

"W-we should go somewhere else..." she muttered, her legs wobbling under her weight.

"What? This isn't fancy enough for you, princess?"

It was the lack of decency shown that drove the trio crazy. Two distinguished people willing to fuck in a dark alley while a little kobold watched. So many things were at risk for a brief moment of satisfaction that was worth everything in their heads. And Teryx made sure to make it clear, fondling Elizabeth's breast with little care, moved by a sex drive stronger than him.

The dragoness didn't do anything to stop him and instead helped by undoing the button of her trousers, stopping only to feel and rub the fat cock threatening to invade her insides. The horny stud gave her no chance to speak, not with his fangs jumping between her neck and shoulder. Zane couldn't imagine how strong was her will to stay quiet at a moment when she clearly wanted nothing else but to moan.

"S-s-some... someone might find us..."

"Good. I love an audience," Teryx declared. His eyes darted to the corner where Zane was hidden, the ring making his presence visible to the horny dragon. "They might learn something. How to please a lady. How to break her insides."

Elizabeth whined again. Her legs gave up and Teryx had to hold her against the wall.

"Wi-with a tool this size, it's an easy t-t-task", the lady continued, her delicate hands jerking off her lover's cock, getting her finger covered in thick-looking pre.

Teryx gave her a hand, pulling down her trousers along with the panties to leave her wet pussy exposed. Those savage fingers gained some delicacy and slid inside her with care, playing with the wet and sensitive flesh by moving up and down. The dragoness threw a moan, one that Teryx shut down immediately with another sloppy and loud kiss.

A soft flavor of cigar and strawberry appeared on his maw. Zane touched a set of lips wet and warm and ran his tongue across them to get a better taste of the dragoness' lips. How was that possible? The kobold thought it was an illusion provoked by his lust until a tickle ran across his cock, forcing him to pull it out. Looking away for a moment, Zane saw his reptilian shaft throb while invisible fingers moved above the skin, tracing the veins popping up. When he looked again at the couple, his surprise caused a brief gasp when he noticed the sensation following Elizabeth's movements, and it got stronger by the second.

"Mister Commodore... I need you..." the dragoness begged after moving away from the dragon's maw. Her moans got a little louder, but not enough to find their way out of the alley, even with how fast and deep were reaching Teryx's fingers.

"Say it, bitch," Teryx growled.

Depraved of her elegance, Elizabeth shed a tear and gave up on the dragon's dominant presence. A silly smile crowned her expression while he aligned the fat cock between her hands with the wet and needy pussy between her legs.

"Fuck me, please! Your cock is so much bigger and thick--eeeeeer...!"

The dragoness couldn't finish the sentence. Teryx gave her what she wanted and pressed forward. The hot opening offered no resistance to the thick head invading nor to the first inches that followed it. Teryx suppressed a moan by clenching his fangs, making only a deep growl that faded under Elizabeth's whine.

But not only she experienced that thrust. Zane flinched when an invisible energy surrounded and squeezed the tip of his cock right after Teryx penetrated her pussy. While he couldn't see it, the kobold felt the warm walls of flesh moving over his shaft. He moved his fingers around it and found nothing there. It was then when he noticed a dim glow coming from the runes carved on the ring.

"Good girl, gooood girl," the horny dragon praised her. "Don't bother asking the cuck to make you moan like this."

Her claws immediately clenched to the dragon's shoulders. The pleasure, so sudden and intense, acted like a short circuit that made her lose control of her strength. The sharp end pierced not only the suit but the skin too, a pain that both Teryx and Zane felt and enjoyed. It lasted a second, and Elizabeth quickly realized what she did, but with the dragon still invading her insides, she had no other way to answer or react than moan again and again.

The huge stud gave her no time to recover. The tortuous pace at which Teryx pushed his cock forward drove Elizabeth crazy, forcing on her expression inappropriate for someone of her class. One inch after another. Her inside tightness was no match for the strength put by her lover, who stretched those sensitive walls with his fat cock. She looked down only to find it halfway there.

But not just the lady enjoyed those seconds. While not as intense as it was for Teryx, the female pussy was still new to the soul inside the little kobold, and Zane trembled from a pleasure so different from a male's insides. Softer. Warmer. Wetter. Both cocks melted in their own way, with only one dripping pre on the ground. And with the pleasure getting stronger, Zane had no opportunity to inspect the ring that was now glowing brighter.

Teryx stared at the broken lady and decided to give her the final push into madness by shoving the rest of his cock in one hard thrust. Elizabeth gasped in surprise while Teryx's cock throbbed inside her, and the dragon growled in excitement. Deciding to show no mercy, his thrusts began immediately, pulling his full length in and out to give her pussy a nice stretch.

"Attagirl, daddy's proud of you," the dragon whispered, to which she replied with a trembling smile while more tears rolled down her cheeks, ruining the subtle makeup she put on for the day. "Your pussy is so tight and warm, how long has been since you got a nice cock inside?"

Elizabeth didn't reply. She clenched to whatever was left of dignity, one desperate struggle that didn't last long after Teryx gave her a couple of brutal and deep thrusts.

"W-w-weeks, da-da-daddy..." she stuttered. Another moan followed when the dragon attacked her tits again with the same disregard from before.

"Weeks? Poor thing. No wonder why you gave up so easily. You're so needy."

Even in heat Elizabeth couldn't match the dragon's energy. Teryx sniffed at her neck and squeezed both tits with his hands in a predatory way, showing an apparent indifference to how that made her feel--it made no difference, for the horny dragoness loved every second of that raw and brutal passion, one that no other male had expressed in the past.

And with good reason Teryx was so excited. Months without a pussy and he got one that was a perfect match for his cock. The soft walls stimulated his manhood with each thrust, and the lips clenched to it to stop him from pulling out. What Elizabeth couldn't say, her pussy made sure to express clearly for him. And the best answer he could come up with was one fuck that she would remember for the rest of her life.

On his hideout, Zane felt as if he was the one being fucked. His hips humped the air without his knowledge, following Teryx's pace. The drops of pre had turned into a river caused by the invisible fleshlight around his cock, squeezing and sucking it in. He never thought a female body could feel so good. So warm and welcoming. The saliva soon fell from the sides of his maw while he held to the wall, whining for not being the one fucking that beautiful lady.

Her delicate scent faded as more drops of sweat came through the smooth purple scales. Her femininity gained something else, an energy that came close to his. Teryx fed from that scent, it filled his lungs and stimulated each and every muscle of his muscular body. And with it, his thrusts got faster and stronger, enough to loosen up even more the dragoness' pussy.

But one hidden thing was what encouraged the dragon to be so savage. To know his pet was there, watching him use his body in ways he'd have never dared to. Elizabeth didn't perceive it, but Teryx knew very well the musk emanated by Zane. And somehow, he knew too that his pet was feeling each second of it. The magic bond between them had gotten stronger, and the ring was about to be nothing else but a mere trinket.

Without stopping his thrust, Teryx slowly took off the ring. The sight of it woke something up in the kobold's body, and he mimicked his Master's actions. He listened to him. He felt his voice in his mind. Zane couldn't explain how or why, but he knew what Teryx wanted. And what the dragon wanted was for him to take off his ring too. With his heart beating at full speed, the sensations got stronger the closer the ring was to leaving his finger. The wet pussy. Her sweet scent. The lovely moans. That power and virility he never felt before. Until the metal was no longer in touch with his skin and...

... Teryx was back on his body. He felt no pull. No energy. Nothing at all. The kobold blinked once and when his eyelids went up he was back in his original body, with full control of it and aware of everything going around him--and everything that happened before. Elizabeth was in front of him, her makeup ruined from the tears of pleasure rolling down her cheeks. She stared blankly at the stud that was giving her the fuck of a lifetime, and almost said something until the dragon returned to his brutal onslaught to her insides.

He tried to make some sense of what just happened. The spell demanded some seconds of them to "warm up" after each swap--Zane once describe it as switching between old and brand new boots, it took them a moment to adapt and move freely. But that swap was different. It happened instantaneously. It felt so natural, like waking up after a long nap.

"G-god...! More...! Give me more!"

His attention on the spell didn't last for too long, not with the lady in front of him squirming with pleasure. He played again with the huge tits with an enthusiasm that wasn't his and yet he accepted it. He got a strong delight from her scent, moans, and the delicate shape of her body despite not having any interest in slender people before. Teryx, inside his original body, was feeling like two different persons.

"You like this, bitch? You like having a real cock inside?" He spoke words that weren't his and yet felt so familiar.

"Yes! F-fuck, yes!" Elizabeth cried.

The intense fuck sent her trousers down completely. She pulled one paw out and Teryx immediately carried her by the hips, resting her legs on his arms. The position gave him a better fuck angle, and he finally had a chance to use the full strength of his legs.

But as he fucked her harder and faster, the dragon also perceived something else. He felt like Zane once again, hidden behind the corner while jerking off furiously. He perceived his excitement from watching his pet fuck a lady for the first time, something he considered a reward for the horny and kinky sex toy. It was like being at two different places at the same time, fucking and watching. He had no words to explain it. It made no sense to him. The only explanation his mind managed to come up with was that he could jump between both bodies at will. The spell acted like a tunnel that opened and closed between each swap, but now it was permanently open for both reptiles to move at will.

He realized that after noticing the words spoken were coming from Zane's mind, not his.

"Ngggh... I wanna breed you so badly, bitch. Do you mind if I cum inside?"

Eyed-wide, she shook her head energetically.

"No? But I want you to carry my eggs. I wanna cum inside and breed you and make you carry my offspring. Blue and purple fit together just like my cock inside your pussy..."

And as he continued thrusting, Teryx pressed both maws together and forced Elizabeth to look into his eyes.

"You don't want that? You don't want a real dragon to knock you up?"

When the dragon nodded, the dragoness nodded too, giggling at his proposal.

"Yes? Do you want it? I wanna hear you say it, darling. Say that you want my seed."

It was Zane speaking. And it was Teryx too. With a blink, Zane was back on his little body, watching his Master fuck that cute and helpless lady. Again, there was no pull. He simply moved to his vessel and made room for his Master to take control again. But Zane didn't waste a second thinking about it, not being so close to climax. With his hand already around his cock, the kobold continued jerking off to the image of his Master about to breed a married female.

"B-bree-breed me, Daddy..."

"Yes?"

"Uh-huh."

"You want my cum, bitch?"

"Y-yes, please..."

"You want my eggs?"

"I wanna lay your eggs, Daddy..."

"Attagirl. Well done."

And with that said, Teryx put the rest of his strength on those last thrusts until he break through the wall of his climax and, burying his cock deep inside her body, began to flood her with a load so big and thick it couldn't stay in even with the shaft blocking the only entrance. A proud smile appeared on Teryx's face, who finally released the energy and load of a full weak of abstinence, and was confident that his seed would reach its goal.

With tears of joy rolling down her cheeks, Elizabeth closed her legs around Teryx and came alongside him, reaching an orgasm so intense that she felt about to pass out. An absolute mess of hot fluids ran down her thighs while the dragon impregnated her with his strong seed in that dirty and dark alley.

And forcing himself to stay quiet, the little kobold followed the couple and came against the wall, prey of two different orgasms that were too intense for him to handle. Zane fell to his knees and laughed nervously as the waves of pleasure ran across his body and back to the tip of his cock, where they came in the shape of long strings of cum that impacted the concrete and splashed around.

Whereas if someone noticed what happened there or not it was not of their business, and the trio of reptiles left the alley minutes later as if nothing had happened.

An hour later they left Elizabeth back at her hotel.

"Thanks for the... unforgettable meeting, Teryx. I'll be in touch," she said while rubbing her belly.

By Teryx's instruction, Zane drove to a lookout point outside the city. None of them said anything on the way there and were lucky to find it empty on their arrival. They walked to the edge and watched safely the sun setting in the distance. Zane, afraid and confused after all that happened in the alley, took a look at the ring still on his finger. Master's finger was empty.

"S-sorry boss... I think I dropped it before the climax," the little kobold said. It was the first thing that crossed his mind.

Teryx didn't say anything. Instead, he took the ring out of Zane's body and inspected it closely. The kobold was confused. Not knowing how the magic worked, he thought one ring was enough for the swap, but...

"You're still inside my body, right?" Teryx read his mind. "I don't think we'll be needing this trinket ever again."

With one good throw, the ring disappeared instantly from their sight, falling down the mountain never to be seen again. A baffled Zane tried to find the place where it fall, but Teryx distracted him by carrying him on his shoulders. The sudden gain of height forced the kobold to use his Master's horns as handlers, even with the huge hands holding him in place.

One blink later, Teryx jumped from the kobold to his dragon self. There was no pull like before. He simply was there. He felt his Master's weight on top of him and held him tighter, afraid that it could fall.

"I got carried away, I'm sorry," Zane said abruptly. "I don't know why. I never felt like that before. And I know you enjoyed it, but that's no excuse for carrying you into something you probably didn't want in the first place."

There was sincere regret in his voice, similar to that night after he fucked Mr. Moreau. The kobold had finally opened up to him, at least enough to show his vulnerability. Teryx let out a long sigh. While he was still exhausted and confused for what they did, there was no trace of anger in his soul.

"I forgive you, Master. And I'm glad that you can say it like that."

The crimson colors on the clouds were pale when compared to the fiery eyes of his Master. How lovely those eyes were, and lucky the dragon was for having a chance to share with him a moment like that when he could say with confidence that nature should be jealous of him. Encouraged by his love for Zane, for his Master and true owner, Teryx pulled him down his shoulders to carry him in his arms. Zane acted surprised, and even slightly embarrassed by it, but still held from the dragon's neck.

"It's weird to say it like this, but I think we needed that" Teryx continued. "I feel so different now. Like if--"

"We are one," Zane interrupted, to which his pet replied with a nod. "I feel the same. I feel like myself and like you right now. I can see into your mind, know what you're thinking and feeling."

"And that makes us jump freely between bodies."

"Yes. It's... strange. But I think we're finally one. I'm still your Master, but you're more than a pet to me."

The little kobold jumped off his arms and straighten up his shirt. Teryx sat on the ground next to him, wanting to stay at the same height.

"And you're more than a Master to me," Teryx added.

Holding hands, the couple remained in silence for a couple of minutes, listening to the vehicles driving by and some others parking in the free spots. Both had one thought in mind, and they were conscious of what it was. It was Teryx who dared to speak up about it.

"Were you serious? About the... egg thing?" The shame over that thought made him evade Zane's eyes.

"Well... yeah, just because I can't last three days without fucking someone doesn't mean I don't want to have offspring," the kobold replied, secure of himself.

"I think Elizabeth won't mind if it happens. I probably don't mind that either. The question is... how would that work? Will they be mine or yours? You were in my body when it happened, so I think that should make--"

Zane interrupted him by standing on his toes to kiss his cheek. The cute gesture was strong enough to break through the dragon's defenses, who felt the blood boiling under his cheeks and immediately covered his face with both hands. The kobold laughed at his reaction, and when the dragon finally had the courage to show off his face, he found his Master standing in front of him. Zane gave him a soft caress behind his horns and smiled.

"Remember, we are one now, you and me. And those kids will be ours. When it happens... would you help me raise them?"

There was that spark in his eyes. A flame. A warm and comforting flame that Teryx could hold in his hands without it burning him. The dragon saw the pure and intense love Zane had for him.

"I'll devote myself to them, Master. As long as you remain by my side."

"And by your side I'll remain.