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** ** ~~Marvin~~

I buried my face in the pillow, moaning in frustration. The sheets were twisted around me as I flopped onto my back, the morning sun blinding me. Raising a hand to shield my eyes, I grabbed my phone off the bedside table and froze at the sight of the date on the display. With a sinking feeling, I remembered that it was only a week until our annual party - and this year, it was all up to me to arrange everything.

I jumped out of bed, my fuzzy orange fox tail flicking back and forth in agitation. I'd been so caught up in work that I'd completely forgotten about the party. I tossed on a tank top and a pair of tight jogging shorts, The snugness of the fabric caused discomfort around my morning wood, one glance at the clock told me I had no time for such distractions. "Sorry big guy," I said looking down at my arousal, and noticed how it seemed trapped inside my pants. "We'll have some private time soon, I promise." With a playful tug on my crotch, I hurried out of my room and into the kitchen

"Okay, Marvin," I said to myself, pacing around the kitchen as I brewed some strong coffee. "You can do this. You've got a whole week to find a venue, get food and drinks, and set everything up. No biggie." If only I wasn't such a master procrastinator.

Our group of friends had been doing these Game parties for years, ever since we met at college. We all loved gaming, and there was something special about getting together in person and playing games late into the night. We'd take turns hosting each year, but somehow, I'd always managed to dodge the responsibility... until now.

Sighing, I drained the last of my coffee and slammed the mug on the desk. I hastily opened my laptop and frantically searched for an available venue near us. No luck. To top it off, all the places we usually went downtown were completely booked due to the electronics expo happening that weekend.

My roommate Felix bounded into the kitchen; his white fur glistened in the morning sunlight that streamed through the window. His tight boxer shorts hugged his slim waist while his impressive morning wood bulged through. He wore a worn, faded black t-shirt that was cut off at the middle of his chest, exposing his flat belly. With a wide grin, he greeted me and opened the refrigerator door to rummage inside. "What's got you so flustered this morning?" he asked.

"Uh, remember that party I'm supposed to organize?" I asked, nervously scratching behind my ear. "I kinda... forgot about it until now."

Felix chuckled, his voice light with amusement as he grabbed a frosty glass bottle from the fridge. He shut it with his hip and walked over to the kitchen table, setting the drink down and taking a seat. "You've always been terrible at planning things, which is pretty weird for a guy who works as an event coordinator."

His paws twisted off the cap of the bottle before bringing it to his lips, and taking a long sip. "It won't be easy though," Felix said thoughtfully after he lowered the bottle. "I mean, with that expo going on at the same time, and all."

Yeah, I kinda forgot the Expo was in town this year." I admitted. As I slumped into the chair, a sense of dread washed over me.

Felix sunk into his chair, his long ears drooping and eyes wide. He chewed on his lip for a moment before nodding silently. "I know a guy," he said hesitantly. His voice was low, and he seemed to be searching my face for something. - reassurance or understanding maybe?

He moved away, scooting back in his chair slightly with an almost imperceptible sigh of resignation. "Rimmy runs this studio just on the outskirts of town," he began typing frantically into his phone. As Felix read through the messages he had received, I could see a strange mixture of emotions play across his face -- fear, worry, curiosity, and finally, amusement. He glanced up at me with a mischievous grin before flipping through a few pictures on his phone.

I felt my eyebrows shoot up behind my glasses as I saw the picture of a heavyset Jackie dressed in a dapper white tuxedo. But it wasn't his suit that immediately caught my eye - no, it was the three large canine males standing stoically beside him, each with a vivid red cock that was almost as long as my forearm, swinging between their legs. Felix let out a small chuckle before continuing, "Just so you know, Rimmy can be... difficult. And just to warn you," he added playfully, "this will mean owing me a favor... A really big favor."

Gulping down my unease, I mustered up my confidence. "Okay," I said resolutely. I had no idea what type of payment this Rimmy would want but based on the picture I was starting to get a good idea. I would be lying to myself if part of me didn't really want to lift my tail to one of the massive dogs in the picture. I noticed Felix giving me a knowing look then nodding then texting Rimmy.

A few minutes later, his phone buzzed with an incoming message and he smiled in satisfaction as he read it. "he'll see us this afternoon so we have a few hours to get ready."

Felix's closet is filled with an array of clothing in a variety of colors and textures. Amidst the sea of fabric, we found a pair of skin-tight shorts that cling to my wide hips just right, emphasizing the outline of my cock and curve of my balls. I also find a tight shirt so thin you can see hints of my lithe body beneath.

My mouth dropped open and my pulse pounded as Felix stepped into the room, his outfit nothing more than a thin pair of jogging shorts that barely reached mid-thigh. His tail swayed from side to side behind him and bulge was on clear display to anyone looking his way

When I stepped back and caught a glimpse of us in the mirror, I felt my cock twitch in approval. "Goddamn we look good/" I thought to myself. The approval radiating from behind me told me Felix thought so too as he nodded in satisfaction at my reflection. We quickly gathered our things before venturing to meet Rimmy.

The city lights flickered dimly as Felix and I drove through the sketchy part of town. The streets were a far cry from the clean, well-kept avenues of my usual haunts. Potholes threatened to swallow our tires whole, and graffiti-covered every available surface. It was like venturing into another world - one where danger and excitement lurked around every corner.

"Never thought I'd find myself in this part of town," I muttered, my eyes darting from one shadowy alleyway to the next. "It's got a certain charm, though."

Felix snorted, his paws gripping the steering wheel firmly. "Yeah, if you're into getting mugged for your lunch money."

As we continued down the street, a hidden gem emerged from the grime. Nestled between two derelict buildings stood an unassuming warehouse with freshly painted walls and no graffiti in sight. I couldn't help but marvel at how well-maintained it was compared to its surroundings.

"Looks like someone takes their business seriously," I remarked, nodding towards the warehouse. "Definitely stands out around here."

"Rimmy's studio." Felix confirmed, pulling into the parking lot. "Remember, let me do all the talking." He shot me a stern glance, his ears twitching with anticipation.

"Got it," I replied, raising my paws in mock surrender. As we climbed out of the car, my heart raced with excitement. This was a side of the fox I hadn't seen before, and I was eager to learn more about his mysterious connection to Rimmy and the events that had led us here.

No sooner had we stepped out of the car than an enraged drake stormed past us, muttering a string of expletives under his breath. Before flying off. I glanced at Felix, my ears perking up with curiosity, but he just shrugged, clearly as puzzled as I was.

"Fuckin' hell, mate!" A deep, heavily accented voice boomed from the doorway of the studio. There, I saw Rimmy, the jackal looked disheveled and seemingly on the brink of collapse. His black fur was soaked with what looked to be coffee, and the way his tail twitched betrayed his thinly veiled desperation.

"I'm so bloody fucked," he groaned, burying his face in his paws.

My eyes were glued to the scene before me, watching as the director lost his shit in the parking lot. The tension was palpable - it felt like a pot about to boil over. Rimmy's Australian-accented curses filled the air, each word dripping with frustration and anger.

"Y'know, I've heard of method acting, but this is a bit much," I quipped, trying to lighten the mood. Felix smirked, but it was clear that he shared my concern. We had no idea what we'd just walked into, and it seemed like our plan was hanging by a thread.

As we stood there, taking in the chaotic aftermath, I couldn't help but wonder how things had spiraled so far out of control. What could have driven that drake away from the shoot? And how would Rimmy handle the fallout? It was hard to ignore the nagging sensation that we might have bitten off more than we could chew.

After what felt like an eternity, Rimmy's enraged outburst finally began to subside. Seizing the opportunity, Felix approached him cautiously, like a predator stalking its prey. "Hey, Boss," he said gently, placing a paw on the distraught jackal's shoulder. "What's going on? You look like you've been through hell and back."

"Fuckin' drongo just up and quit!" Rimmy spat, his Australian accent giving each word a venomous edge. "Our new stud drake got cold feet, that bloody tosser. Left me up shits creek without a paddle." He paused, taking several deep breaths as he tried to regain some semblance of composure. It was only then that he seemed to register Felix's presence. "Oh, right," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "I completely forgot I was supposed to meet with your friend today."

With that, Rimmy turned his attention to me, his eyes raking over my body as if I were a prime cut of meat. "G'day," he said, extending a paw for me to shake. As I grasped it, I couldn't help but notice the predatory glint in his eyes - and the way his gaze lingered just a bit too long on my tight-fitting outfit.

"M-Marvim," I replied, doing my best to ignore the sudden heat that rushed to my cheeks. His grip was firm, almost possessive, and I found myself wondering what it would feel like to be pinned beneath those strong paws. My tail twitched involuntarily, betraying my thoughts, and I quickly pulled away, trying to regain control over my treacherous body.

Rimmy's smirk stretched from ear-to-ear. It was almost as if he could read my mind - or feel the unease crawling through my veins. "G'day, Marvin!" He said, his eyes firmly planted on mine with a predator's intensity. "Ya know," he sang out, edging closer and closer to me, "ya got the looks for it mate, have ya ever thought of puttin' that ass to work?" he winked with a cheeky smile, then gave me a sharp slap on the ass.

"Marvin here's a buddy of mine," Felix said, gesturing towards me. He then looked at Rimmy before revealing, "Rimmy here is my boss and director and owner of BUST-A-NUT studio."

I blinked. It took a moment for the information to sink in. I had known Felix for a while now, and he'd never breathed a word about his connection to the adult film industry. Still, I didn't feel any judgment, just a little surprise. People had their secrets, myself included.

My mouth dropped open and a grin tugged at the corners of my lips. "Wait -- BUST-A-NUT?" I asked, eyes widening with recognition. "holy shit, I'm a huge fan of your work! Little Ass on the Prairie is one of the best pieces I've ever seen, and I almost jerked myself into a coma from Boomerang Boyfriend!"

Rimmy chuckled at my enthusiasm, clearly pleased to have a fan in front of him. Meanwhile, I couldn't help but steal glances at Felix, my perception of him shifting ever so slightly. He was always attractive, but knowing he worked in the adult film industry somehow made him even more appealing. I found myself wondering how much he got paid - and if I could ever see myself doing something like that, too.

"Thanks, mate," Rimmy replied, his deep accent sending shivers down my spine. "Glad you enjoy our flicks. And who knows, maybe you'll get to see your buddy Felix here in action one day."

My ears perked up at the mention, and I looked at Felix with a newfound curiosity. He simply grinned and shrugged, as if to say anything was possible.

As Rimmy and Felix started discussing the shoot, I couldn't help but listen intently. Felix's expression grew increasingly worried as Rimmy explained that they only had a few days to get the video to post-production. The stress in his voice was palpable, and I could see the gears turning in his head as he tried to figure out how to find a suitable replacement in such a short amount of time.

"Fuck me sideways. This is gonna be one hell of a challenge," Felix muttered, rubbing his temples.

"Tell me about it," Rimmy sighed, running a paw through his disheveled fur. "If we don't find someone soon, the whole thing's gonna go tits up."

As I watched their expressions, an idea suddenly popped into my head. I quickly pulled out my phone and started scrolling through my contacts until I found Scorn. He was a large drake I'd been hooking up with for a while now, a real cock with legs, if you know what I mean. A wicked grin spread across my face as I thought of using Scorn in Rimmy's movie.

"Hey, I might have a solution for you guys," I interjected, waving my phone to grab their attention. They both looked at me expectantly, so I continued, "I've got this friend, Scorn. He's a big drake, and trust me, he's got the goods. I think he'd be perfect for your movie."

I swiped through the photos on my phone, showing off Scorn in all his glory. Most of the images were, understandably, focused on his impressive package, but there were a few headshots thrown in for good measure.

Rimmy's eyes widened as he inspected the pictures, and even Felix seemed impressed. "Bloody hell, Marvin! Your friend's hung like a bloody horse!" Rimmy exclaimed, a glint of hope in his eyes.

"Where the fuck have you been hiding this guy?!" Felix added, giving me an appreciative pat on the back. "He looks like he'd be perfect for the shoot."

My tail wagged excitedly as I sensed their enthusiasm, feeling a surge of pride at the thought that I might just save the day - and potentially get my hands on an amazing party venue in return.

"Alright, mate. You've got my attention," Rimmy said, looking up from the pictures of Scorn on my phone. "What do you want in return for hooking me up with this absolute stud?"

I took a moment to consider my options before responding. "Well, I was hoping to find a place to host a party for my friends. Maybe we could work out some sort of deal?"

Rimmy stroked his chin thoughtfully, then grinned slyly. "Tell you what, if you can get your friend Scorn to participate in my project, and if you'd be up for it too, I'll let you use my penthouse studio for your party."

My ears perked up at the offer, and I felt my heart race with excitement. Felix, who had been listening intently, looked just as shocked as I was. He pulled me aside for a quick huddle, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Marv, do you realize what he's offering? For both you and Scorn to be in one of his films?" Felix whispered excitedly, his tail wagging behind him. "That's huge!"

I swallowed hard, my breath hitching. The idea was thrilling, but also terrifying. Did I really have what it took to work for a studio like BUST-A-NUT?

"Go for it, Marvin!" Felix encouraged me, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "It could be an amazing experience, and it might even lead to more opportunities in the future."

As I mulled over the proposal, I felt a growing sense of arousal, my cock beginning to harden within my tight pants. My mind raced with thoughts of being on camera, performing alongside Scorn, and the sheer thrill of it all.

"Alright, I'm in," I agreed, my voice shaking slightly. "Let me give Scorn a call." I pulled out my phone once more, my paws trembling with anticipation as I dialed Scorn's number.

"Hey, Scorn," I began, trying to sound casual despite the mounting excitement coursing through me.

** ~~**** Scorn~~ **

Scorn's enormous wingspan filled the office, his powerful muscles rippling beneath his sparkling sapphire scales as he stared angrily at the stack of delivery notifications piling up on his desk. He could feel the thick tension in the air as Mr. Squeaky, a weasel-like squirrel, and his new manager, scurried around with orders. The furry creature's presence alone was enough to make Scorn want to toss something but he held his anger in check.

"Scorn! I need you to cover for Blaze tonight; he called in sick," Mr. Squeaky squeaked, his bushy tail twitching with agitation.

"Again?" Scorn growled through gritted teeth, his frustration mounting. "This is the third time this week."

"Look, I don't have time for your shit today, deal with it." Mr. Squeaky snapped before darting away.

With a frustrated huff, Scorn grabbed the delivery bags and strapped them onto his muscular torso. Taking a deep breath, he spread his wings and launched himself into the air.

As Scorn weaved through the chaos in the sky, he couldn't help but feel the weight of the world bearing down on him. His job was quickly turning into a suffocating trap, and he longed for a way out.

"Another fucking day in paradise " Scorn spat as he narrowly avoided a collision with a flock of pigeons. He clenched his jaw and soldiered on, determined to finish these damned deliveries.

The wind howled around Scorn as he checked his watch, frustration bubbling within him like molten lava. "fuck me," he muttered to himself, realizing that he was going to be late for one of the deliveries. The anger simmered beneath his scales, threatening to burst forth at any moment.

"fucking Blaze, I'd bet my last scale that red asshole is trying to sleep off another bender," Scorn thought, his eyes narrowing to slits. "I need a better job."

He continued flying, half paying attention while his mind drifted to more daydreams of what the manager would look like on fire. He imagined him screaming in agony as the flames engulfed his body, burning him alive and leaving nothing but a pile of ash and charred bones in its wake. The landscape blurred past him as he flew with reckless abandon, his heightened emotions giving him a burst of speed that propelled him toward his destination quicker than ever before.

"Oi! Watch where you're flying Cunt!" shouted a green dragon who looked to be equally pressed for time as he narrowly avoided collision with Scorn, snapping him out of his dangerous thoughts.

"Sorry!" Scorn called back, shaking his head and forcing himself to focus on his current task. He gritted his teeth and fought against the urge to unleash his fury, knowing that it would only make matters worse. Instead, he tried to channel his anger into determination, using it as fuel to push him forward.

His heart raced as he soared through the air, each beat mirroring the ticking clock in his mind. Sweat trickled down his brow, mingling with the humidity that clung to his scales like a second skin. The city below seemed to taunt him with every passing second, its lights flickering like a snickering audience watching his desperate struggle.

"Fuck me," Scorn muttered, clenching his fists.

"Is this really what my life has come to?" Scorn questioned himself, the despair in his voice barely audible over the distant hum of traffic below. "Just an endless cycle of deliveries and dealing with one insufferable manager after another?"

Scorn closed his eyes, pushing the thought from his mind and focusing on the here and now. He had no idea what tomorrow would bring, but he knew that he needed a break before it was too late. With a heavy sigh, Scorn spread his wings and took off again, this time in search of a nearby roof where he could take a break and refocus before he caused an accident.

Scorn stumbled upon an empty roof and he took a seat in it, attempting to remain unnoticed. His eyes wandered over the horizon of the city skyline as if somehow searching for something lost. The towering buildings seemed to tower infinitely in every direction, each window flickering with a range of colors that brightly lit up the atmosphere.

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, pushing away the stress that threatened to overwhelm him. His gaze fell upon an open manhole cover and he couldn't help but think of Marvin, Thoughts of his little foxy fuck toy provoked a smirk on his lips; it was likely that he'd be up for some good dicking after work.

Scorn chuckled at the thought, feeling a wave of contentment as he pictured Marvin's full lips and soft tongue. He enjoyed spending time with him; it was like entering an alternate universe - one in which no dicks went unsucked and no balls went un-drained. They would lounge around all day drinking beer and fuck like horny teenagers. The thought of pounding Marvin's curvaceous foxhole until he popped like a cork caused Scorn's pants to bulge, bringing a mischievous grin to his face, as he remembered it had been almost three weeks since he last time he was able to paint the inside of his favorite fox. His phone buzzed in his pocket, interrupting his thoughts. Scorn hesitated for a moment before reluctantly pulling it out, half-expecting another demand from his manager. But instead, the name "Marvin" flashed across the screen. Intrigued, Scorn answered the call and held the phone up to his ear.

"Hey Marvin, I was just thinking of you." the dragon said

"I hope they were good thoughts." the fox said lustfully.

The dragon pulled out his phone and flashed a picture of his bulging crotch. "See for yourself," he said brazenly.

" Actually I was kind of hoping we could get together after work tonight?." Scorn said, his voice dripping with lust.

He was about to speak again when Marvin interrupted: "Actually that huge cock of yours is kind of what I'm calling about - how would you like to be in the next BUST-A-NUT Video?"

The dragon's mind raced. He had heard of BUST-A-NUT Videos before; they made cult classic titles like 'Knotted Down Under' and 'Bushland Bare Ass'.

"For real, the real BUST-A-NUT?" the dragon said.

"Yeah, they are in a Jam as their lead actor up and quit, and we need a fat-cocked dragon tonight."

"Two questions," he said hesitantly, trying to keep his composure. "Does it pay and... will you be in it too?" His voice softened on the second question, nervousness creeping into his words.

"Oh, what's this," the fox said mockingly, "Is the big bad dragon catching feelings for little old me?"

The dragon blushed deep red and stumbled over his words. "It's not like that," he spluttered, embarrassed despite himself. "I mean maybe I..."

"I'll be there, and there's nobody I'd rather be in a movie with than you, except for maybe that huge horse from Shagging Steven," Marvin whispered into the phone, his voice soft but honest.

He laughed and reverted back to his usual mischievousness. " I mean have you seen the cock on that guy; it's like someone glued a forearm on his torso!"

His words were lighthearted, but it was clear there was something more behind them. As the call continued. Scorn grudgingly accepted, as long as Marvin could join him. The weight that had burdened him vanished and was replaced by an eagerness for later that night when he would venture to BUST-A-NUT Studio for his first shoot. In his heart, he now held the promise of a new journey - one where he could finally break free from his current job and take ownership of himself.

~~~Marvin~~~

The moment we stepped into the studio, I could feel the electric energy in the air. The walls were covered in neon writing, and the floor was littered with props and costumes from previous shoots. I glanced over at Scorn and Felix, who seemed just as captivated by the atmosphere.

"Alright, lads," Rimmy said with a sly grin, holding out some paperwork. "Before we get started, we need to take care of some formalities. Just sign these contracts, consent forms, and all that jazz."

I grabbed the papers and skimmed through them. It was mostly standard stuff - confidentiality agreements, general liability waivers, and such. I signed on the dotted lines, my heart pounding with excitement. Scorn did the same, their eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Perfect!" Rimmy exclaimed, snatching the papers back. "Now, let's get you blokes dolled up!"

Rimmy led us to the makeup and costume room, where we were greeted by an array of colorful and provocative outfits. He handed Felix and me our costumes - skin-tight black leather pants and open vests that left little to the imagination. I couldn't help but blush as I held the revealing garment in my hands.

As I reluctantly slipped into the tight leather pants, I couldn't help but notice how they hugged every curve of my body. I felt exposed, vulnerable, and yet strangely exhilarated. When I looked over at Scorn, I saw that Rimmy had given him a too-small loincloth that barely covered his crotch. His muscular frame glistened under the studio lights, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire course through me.

"Wow," Felix whistled appreciatively as he checked out our new attire. "We're gonna be the sluttiest thieves on the planet!"

I grinned at his enthusiasm, trying to shake off my own insecurities. If we were going to do this, we might as well have fun with it.

"Alright, boys," Rimmy announced, clapping his hands together. "Time for the main event! Let's get you on set and start filming!"

As we followed Rimmy towards the shooting area, my heart raced with a mix of nerves and excitement. This was it - our chance to embrace the unknown and explore our deepest desires. And as I looked over at Scorn, I knew that whatever happened, we were in this adventure together.

"Alright, mates," Rimmy said, as we stood around in our scandalous costumes. "Here's the deal: I've rewritten the story so it's simple and easy for you blokes to follow. Marvin and Felix, you'll be playing a pair of cheeky thieves who sneak into a dragon's hoard to steal his loot. But instead of just nabbing the goods, you end up becoming part of the hoard itself."

I raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. "How does that happen, exactly?"

Rimmy grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well see, the dragon uses his mighty cock"

"Wait, what?" Scorn interrupted, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red.

"Yep, you heard me right," Rimmy continued unabashedly. " you the dragon, use your impressive schlong to punish these two criminals into submission then claim them as part of your horde

"Wow," Felix remarked, chuckling. "That's... quite the story."

My heart was pounding as I tried to wrap my head around the wild plot. It sounded lude, exciting, and completely unlike anything I'd ever done before. But seeing the look of determination on Scorn's face and the playful wink from Felix, I felt ready to dive in headfirst.

"Felix and Scorn, you'll be the main stars of our little film," Rimmy announced, handing us each a copy of the script. "Take a few minutes to look it over, get a feel for your characters and their motivations."

As I flipped through the pages, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. The scenes were intense, filled with vivid descriptions of sexual encounters and passionate dialogue.

My stomach churned with anticipation, wondering how on earth we would pull this off.

"Rimmy, are you sure about this?" Scorn asked, his voice wavering slightly. "I mean, I've never acted before."

"Trust me, mate," Rimmy replied with a sly grin. "This is gonna be the hottest thing anyone's ever seen. And you two are perfect for the roles. Just let yourselves go and have fun with it. I promise you won't regret it."

As I exchanged glances with Scorn, I could see that he was feeling the same mix of curiosity and trepidation. But there was also something else in his eyes--an eagerness to try something new, to push our boundaries and see where this thrilling adventure would take us.

"Alright," I said, swallowing hard as I closed the script. "We'll do it."

"Excellent!" Rimmy clapped his hands together. "Now, let's get this show on the road."

The moment we stepped into the shooting area, I couldn't help but be impressed by the setup. It was like walking into another world, one filled with fantasy and adventure. The set was designed to resemble a dragon's lair, with piles of gold coins, glittering jewels, and various trinkets scattered about. A large, imposing throne sat in the center, made from what appeared to be bones and draped with luxurious furs.

"Fuck me, this is unreal," I muttered under my breath, taking in the sight before me.

"Welcome to the main stage, boys," Rimmy announced, waving his arm to encompass the entire area. "This is where the magic happens."

I noticed the camera crew milling around, checking lights and adjusting tripods. They looked professional and focused, making me feel even more nervous about our upcoming performance. I glanced over at Scorn and saw that he was also surveying the scene with wide-eyed wonder.

"Alright, everyone!" Rimmy clapped his hands to gather our attention. "Marvin, Felix, you'll begin in the shadows near the entrance of the lair. Scorn, you'll be waiting on your throne, ready to catch these cheeky thieves in the act. Remember your lines and stay in character. This is gonna be fuckin' amazing!"

As we took our positions, I felt my heart pounding in my chest. My palms were sweaty, and I wiped them on my tight leather pants before gripping the prop dagger I'd been given. I looked over at Scorn, who was dressed similarly, and gave him a weak smile. He smiled back, trying to offer some encouragement.

"Deep breaths, mate," he whispered. "We got this."

"Alright, everyone, settle down," Rimmy called out. "Cameras rolling in 3... 2... 1... Action!

~~Marvin~~

I took one last deep breath and stepped into the shadows with Felix, our eyes locked on each other as we prepared to give the performance of our lives.

The moment our paws hit the cave floor, I knew we were in for an adventure. The darkness enveloped us like a heavy blanket, only our oil lamps cutting through the inky blackness. I could hear our footsteps echoing around us, bouncing off the damp walls, just as Felix's laughter did.

"Man, this place reeks of damp and mold," Felix remarked with his usual playful tone, waving his bushy tail behind him as he led the way deeper into the cave. We knew the cameras were following our every move, so we made sure to put on a show.

"Tell me about it," I chuckled, my breath coming out in little puffs in the chilly air. "But hey, at least it makes our fur look extra shiny, right?" I gave a teasing wink to the camera, catching a glimpse of Felix doing the same as he flashed a grin.

As we ventured further into the cavernous space, we took every opportunity to playfully show off our bodies. Whether it was bending over to examine some interesting rock formations, or reaching up to brush away hanging vines, we made sure our asses and bulges were prominently displayed for the eager cameras.

"Hey Marvin, check this out!" Felix called out, drawing my attention to a narrow crevice. He bent over to peer inside, making sure his ass jutted out for the camera. I couldn't help but snicker at the sight. "Looks like a tight squeeze, huh?"

"Sure does," I replied, walking over, and joining him in his exaggerated pose. "But you know what they say - the tighter, the better." I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively, and we both laughed at our own cheekiness.

We kept going down the dimly lit corridor, our paws padding softly against the cold stone floor. The air grew warmer with each step, and the scent of incense and old wood filled my nostrils. Felix's tail brushed against mine, sending a shiver up my spine. Damn him for being so unintentionally seductive.

As we stepped into a large room, I could hardly believe my eyes. The floor was covered in gold coins and other priceless items that sparkled beneath the flickering torchlight. Felix's eyes widened, and he almost let out a cheer in delight, but I quickly pushed him down, my body landing on top of his provocatively. My paw covered his mouth as I pointed at the sleeping dragon on a throne next to the gold.

"Shh," I whispered, my breath hot against his ear. "You wouldn't want to wake the dragon, would you?"

Felix moaned from the contact and the feeling of my weight on top of him. His ears twitched, and his eyes darted to the sleeping dragon before nodding his understanding. Our gazes locked, the heat between us undeniable even in this dangerous situation.

"Marvin," Felix breathed, his voice barely audible. "Is that a crowbar in your pocket or..."

"Focus, Felix," I muttered, trying to ignore the way my cock felt pressed against the fox's backside. "If we pull off this job we'll have plenty of time to inspect our tools."

"Right," he said, swallowing hard. "So, what's the plan?"

"Dragons usually put a spell on their horde to keep thieving hands away from it," I said in a hushed tone. "But, I know a ritual that'll break the wards protecting the dragon's treasure."

Felix nodded, his eyes roaming around the dimly lit cavern nervously. His ears moved at every sound, and his tail flicked back and forth anxiously. We approached the sleeping beast as quietly as possible, getting closer to its gold-filled hoard with every step. The smell of dragon musk was almost unbearably strong; it made it hard to think of anything besides how long it's been since I've had that dragon cock buried inside me.

"I'll draw a circle for the ritual," I said in a low voice, my mouth only inches away from the dragon's body. "And you watch out for any indications that it might start to wake up. Once the circle is set up, we'll need some of its body fluid for the ritual to work."

Felix's smirk sent shivers of desire dancing through my body as he asked, "Body fluid?" I felt my cheeks heat with embarrassment, but I met his gaze and shook my head playfully.

"Lot of it," I said. "This is serious. We need to get some of the dragon's fluid without waking him up." I knelt down on the rocky cave floor and began tracing an intricate circle in front of the sleeping beast. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Felix adjusting his too-tight pants, his arousal showing as he watched me intently.

I couldn't help but smile knowing Rimmy was watching us on the cameras he had installed throughout the cavern. With that thought, I made sure to bend over just enough to emphasize my ass for the camera crew.

Once I finished the circle, I stood up and turned to Felix. "Alright, now comes the tricky part," I whispered. "We need to get some of that fluid without disturbing our scaly friend here."

The dragon's scales, a deep purple that shimmered in the dim light of the room, rustled as they moved closer to his sleeping form. His chest heaved with each breath, expelling hot air that tickled my nose as I carefully lifted the sleeping dragon's loincloth with my paw, exposing his large flaccid cock. The smell of dragon musk was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but glance at Felix, who seemed just as entranced as I was.

We started rubbing it slowly, careful not to wake the slumbering beast before us. Each movement of our paws caused the dragon's massive cock to grow harder, the thick veins and ridges pulsating with a life of their own. Felix moved in closer, taking in the incredible size of it, as if it were some sort of sacred idol. It was almost blasphemous to touch such a thing, yet here we were rubbing it slowly up and down with our paws. Felix, moved in close, his tongue darting out to lap at the heavy pouch of skin beneath the dragon's cock. I watched as he ran his tongue along the veinous length, watching the precum start to ooze out onto his tongue before joining in. It was salty and musky, but not unpleasant.

The dragon stirred, and for a moment, I feared we had been discovered. But as he shifted in his sleep, a long trail of precum leaked from his cock. I couldn't help but wonder what he was dreaming about, and the thought sent a shiver down my spine. Ignoring the danger, I slammed back into focus on the task at hand, rubbing the dragon's huge cock tip with more vigor.

"Marvin, look!" Felix exclaimed, his tongue running from the base of the dragon's knot to the tip of his dick. His eyes sparkled with mischief, and I could tell that he was enjoying every second of this forbidden encounter.

"God, Felix, that's so hot," I murmured, my own arousal growing stronger by the second. The sight of Felix's pink tongue gliding along the dragon's shaft, combined with the intoxicating scent of the dragon's musk, made me dizzy with lust.

"What if he wakes up?" I asked, even as my paw continued to stroke the dragon's cock.

"Then we'll just have to deal with it," Felix replied, his voice full of confidence. "Besides, he's probably enjoying this just as much as we are."

I couldn't argue with that logic. The thrill of potentially being caught only served to heighten our arousal, and I knew that neither of us would be able to stop until we had seen this through to its inevitable conclusion.

The sleeping dragon's breath hitched and quickened, signaling the approach of his climax. I could feel the thick veins that webbed around his cock pulsing more rapidly as his knot expanded at the base. Glancing over at Felix, I could tell he was thinking the same thing; it wouldn't be long before this dragon blew his load.

"Marv, this is gonna be a gusher!" Felix whispered excitedly, his ears twitching with anticipation.

"Alright, let's not waste any of this potent stuff," I thought to myself as I leaned in, my muzzle hovering over the tip of the dragon's cock. The musky scent wafted into my nostrils, nearly overwhelming me with its intoxicating aroma.

"Ready?" Felix asked, giving me a cheeky wink as he sped up his jerking.

"Ready as I'll ever be," I replied, bracing myself for the inevitable deluge.

Moments later, the dragon's body trembled and shook as his cock spasmed, erupting with thick ropes of cum that shot directly into my mouth. As much as I wanted to swallow, I knew I had to collect as much of this potent seed as possible to complete the ritual. My mouth quickly filled, stretching like a water balloon stuffed with viscous semen.

"Jesus Christ, there's so much!" I choked out, struggling to keep my lips sealed around the dragon's still-spurting member.

"let me handle the rest. " Felix offered, and I gratefully pulled away from the dragon's cock, allowing Felix to take my place with his own eager muzzle. His fluffy tail wagged wildly as he drank down the dragon's load, his eyes rolling back in pure bliss.

"Damn, Felix," I thought, admiring his enthusiasm. "You're one slutty fox."

I stepped away from the dragon, my mouth full of his thick seed. The taste was overwhelming - a mix of salty and sweet that lingered on my tongue. My cheeks bulged with the sheer volume I'd managed to collect, and I did my best not to gag as I approached the magic circle drawn on the floor.

"Alright, moment of truth," I muttered, my words muffled by the sticky load in my mouth. I spat the potent dragon cum into the center of the circle, watching as it pooled and shimmered in the soft light. Gradually, the intricate patterns carved into the floor began to glow, their lines tracing a mesmerizing dance of light and shadow.

"Fuck yeah!" I exclaimed, wiping the remnants of the dragon's seed from my muzzle. The spell was activating, just like we'd planned

I looked over to give Felix the signal and a thumbs-up. But what I saw made me do a double-take. The slutty fox had somehow managed to get the entire length of the dragon's cock wedged in his mouth, greedily drinking down the massive load still spurting from the mighty beast.

"Holy fuck, Felix!" I whispered, trying not to laugh. "You're gonna have to show me how to do that one day," I said, trying to keep my voice down.

Felix's eyes were half-closed, a blissed-out expression on his face as he continued to slurp at the dragon's member. His tail wagged wildly behind him, betraying just how much he was enjoying himself.

"I don't think this is part of the script," I thought, grinning, perhaps a bit of improv is part of the job. I glanced around the room, and no one made any attempt to stop shooting so I just played along and watched Felix as he somehow fit a cock as large as my arm down his muzzle.

Just as I started to wonder what would happen next, Rimmy's voice cut through the tension like a knife.

"Cut!" he yelled, accompanied by a loud snap. In an instant, everyone broke character and relaxed. The all-black jackal bounded onto the set with his camera crew in tow, mischief gleaming in his eyes.

"Bloody brilliant job on the first half of the shoot, mates!" he exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.

"Marvin, your expressions were spot-on, and Scorn? Good job looking menacing!"

"Thanks, Boss," Felix said as he began to disentangle himself from Scorn, the dragon's cum still glistening on his muzzle. Scorn, meanwhile, drew deep breaths, trying to regain his composure after the intense scene. He reclined on the prop throne, a blissed-out smile playing across his face.

"Hey Marvin," Felix said, giving me a friendly pat on the back. "You did great out there."

"Thanks, man," I replied, my tail wagging slightly at the compliment. Rimmy joined in, ruffling my head fur and chuckling.

"Fuckin' ace performance, mate," he said, his Australian accent making the words sound even more genuine. "Keep it up, and you'll be a star in no time."

"Alright, alright," Rimmy interrupted my thoughts, clapping his hands together. "Enough chit-chat. Let's get ready for the next part of the shoot. Scorn, take a breather, mate. You've earned it."

We were given a short break, and I couldn't help but stare at Scorn as he lounged on the prop throne. His chest heaved with each deep breath, and the sight of his scales shimmering under the studio lights was almost hypnotic. The dragon's stamina was legendary, and I knew we wouldn't be waiting long for him to recover.

"Fuck, I to cum," I muttered, my gaze dropping to my own painfully hard cock. Just then, Rimmy appeared by my side, placing a firm hand on my shoulder.

"Oi, Marvin," he said with a wicked grin. "Save it for the camera, mate. Trust me, you'll thank me later."

"Alright, alright," I grumbled, trying to focus on anything but the throbbing between my legs.

The minutes ticked by slowly, and despite my best efforts, I couldn't help but steal glances at Felix. He paced back and forth, his long, erect cock peeking out from the waistband of his shorts, clearly just as eager to get back into action as I was.

"Ready for round two?" Felix asked, smirking as he caught me staring.

"Damn right," I replied, giving him a playful wink.

"Alright, everyone!" Rimmy called out, clapping his hands to gather our attention. "Scorn's good to go. Let's get this show on the road!"

I could feel the adrenaline surge through my veins as we all scrambled back into position, the anticipation making my fur bristle with excitement. Scorn settled back onto the prop throne, looking every bit the powerful and seductive dragon he was meant to portray.

"Okay, ready?" Rimmy asked, his eyes scanning over us one last time. We all nodded, holding our breath as he counted down. "Five, four, three, two, one... Action!"

And just like that, the world around us faded away, leaving only our characters and the scene we were about to bring to life. The air was thick with lust, and I knew this was going to be one hell of a ride.

~~Scorn~~

The crew was filled with such an eclectic mix of people, everyone from the lighting technicians to the makeup artists seemed to be having a blast. The energy was electric and it felt like we were all part of something special. I couldn't help but smile as I watched Marvin get into character and completely transform himself into the slut he was portraying in our scene. He had this natural charisma that lit up the room and I could tell he loved every minute of it.

As we began to shoot, I found myself getting more and more comfortable with my own role. With each take, I felt more confident in my performance and started to really enjoy myself. The Rimmy gave us a few pointers here and there but for the most part, just let us do our thing which was nice because it allowed us to really explore our characters in depth.

I had to admit working with BUST-a-NUT was turning out to be a lot better of a job than I could have imaged when I signed up this afternoon, I never thought I had it in me to be a porn actor but who knew, Marvin seems to be having a good time and the way he immersed himself in his new role inspired me to do the same.

I exhaled a deep breath and let the physical world fade away as I took on my role as a horny dragon, who was just about to trap two slutty foxes in his layer and fuck them senseless.

3...2....1... Action Rimmy yelled, my transformation complete I was Scorn the horny and these two interlopers would feel my mighty wrath!

Scorn the dragon sat on his throne, eyes closed, feigning slumber. In truth, he was watching the foxes through barely parted lids. The golden glow of his treasure cast flickering light across the dim chamber. He could see the foxes, their fur shimmering like liquid shadows as they moved cautiously among the piles of gold coins and sparkling gems. They filled their bags with Scorn's riches, the weight of the hoard pressing against their lithe bodies.

As the foxes worked, the sounds of clinking gold, hushed whispers, and the soft pad of their paws filled the air. The scents of their arousal, a mix of musk and lust, wafted towards Scorn's nostrils. The room felt alive with tension, desire, and anticipation.

"Damn," I thought to myself, "these foxes sure know how to wake a guy up." My mind wandered back to just moments ago when Felix and Marvin had been on their knees before me, their eager mouths wrapped around my throbbing cock. The memory of their tongues dancing and swirling against my sensitive flesh sent shivers down my spine.

"Can't believe how good those two were," I mused, my cock twitching at the memory. "And from the looks of it, they're still hungry for more." My gaze drifted to the bulges in their pants, betraying their continued arousal and eagerness to serve me.

" Look at all this gold," Felix whispered in awe as he and Marvin continued to fill their bags. I couldn't help but agree; the sight of my treasure shimmering under the flickering torchlight was breathtaking.

Felix glanced over at Marvin, the corners of his mouth lifting into a sly grin. "Man, can you believe our luck? This dragon is out cold. We're gonna be rich!"

Marvin licked his lips, stealing a furtive glance in my direction. "yeah there's enough loot here for a lifetime or even two!."

As the foxes continued their task, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and lust. These clever little creatures were playing right into my hands, and I loved every second of it. Soon enough, they'd be back on their knees, worshiping me like the powerful dragon I am.

"Take your time, boys," I thought with a smirk, secretly watching them work. "You'll be back between my legs soon enough, and I can't fucking wait."

"Can't believe he's still out like a light," Marvin commented, his voice full of disbelief. "Guess it's really true, dragons are deep sleepers?"

"Seems that way," Felix chuckled. "Part of me kinda wanted to ride that dragon," he said Longley his stiff cock visibly tenting his tight pants.

"I've heard tales of dragon cock," the other fox said as he continued to load his sack full of gold and gems. "They say once you go dragon, nothing else ever fits."

My eyes devoured the sight of their thick asses, as my mind raced with carnal ideas of what I was going to do with them. "oh yeah, you two filthy sluts will be mine," my mind running wild with depraved thoughts of how I was going to ravish them and possess them as my own personal cum rags forever.

Felix and Marvin crept through the shadows of my lair, moving swiftly as they fumbled to fill their sacks with my glittering gold. They thought they had pulled one over on me, but little did they know I had been silently watching them from atop my throne.

"Almost done here", the white fox said, his voice reverberating off the chamber walls.

"Let's go before ol' Scaly over there wakes up," the orange fox added, glancing nervously in my direction.

I could feel a smirk tugging at the corner of my maw. They thought they had pulled one over on me, sneaking into my lair while I was sleeping. they might have even pulled it off if not for that slutty white fox who tried to suck my soul out through my cock.

Slowly, I reached beneath my throne and pressed a hidden button, activating a mechanism that caused the massive door to creak before slamming shut with an almighty boom.

The sudden loud noise startled the two foxes, causing them to drop their respective burdens in surprise.

"Fuck!" yelped the orange fox, spinning around to face me as the sound reverberated through the chamber. His eyes widened in terror when he saw my now-alert form rearing up from the throne. white fox was equally shocked; he fumbled to keep hold of his bag of gold as he stared at me in disbelief.

"Going somewhere, boys?" I asked in a low, dangerous tone. My eyes hungrily roamed their lithe, furry bodies, sending shivers down their spines.

" we can explain," stammered the white fox, raising his paws defensively. "It's just, you know, a little borrowing, yeah?"

The white fox pleaded and trembled before me, its eyes wide with fear. he attempted to explain itself, stammering out desperate excuses with raised paws, but I would have none of it. My voice thundered in the air, ending any further groveling attempts at mercy.

My tail thrashed back and forth violently, my teeth bared in a wicked grin that sent shivers down their furry spines. "Stealing is a crime," I purred sinisterly. "But stealing from a dragon? That's a death sentence."

As they both began to plead, I stopped them with a wave of my wings. "You are both fortunate that I am feeling generous today," I said. "While stealing from a dragon typically carries the death penalty, you two haven't actually taken anything since you got caught. So, I have some flexibility in how and how severely I should punish you." At once, their expressions changed from panic-stricken to cautiously optimistic.

"Alright, boys," I drawled, attempting to sound more relaxed than I felt. "I'm not a cruel dragon, y'know? I'm willin' to pardon your little crime for a small price--1000 gold... each."

I watched the foxes' expressions as they looked at each other, knowing full well they didn't have that kind of money on hand. Their ears drooped and tails twitched nervously, betraying their unease.

"1000 gold?" stammered Marvin, his voice faltering. "We...we don't have that much, Dragon."

I gave a dramatic sigh and let out a long, humor-filled "Ah, what a shame." I continued, an evil smirk of amusement stretching across my face. "I reckon there's another way you can pay off your debt." In one swift motion, I unlatched the thick leather belt from around my waist to release my loincloth, allowing it to hit the ground with a soft thud. My growing arousal was on full display and my intent could not be mistaken.

Both foxes looked at each other with the understanding of a shared thought, then smiled and nodded. Neither one of them was truly prepared to deal with the wrath of a horny dragon.

** ** ~~~Marvin~~~

My heart thudded feverishly in my chest as the dragon's tattered loincloth dropped to the ground, revealing his majestic, glistening dragon member. His bold gaze swept over Felix and me, sending shivers of delight down my spine. Part of me wanted to flee from this overwhelming presence, yet an even deeper part wanted to submit to its raw power. To be used by him until all that was left of me was a limp, fox-shaped cum rag. One look at Felix and his bulging erection told me he was thinking the exact same thoughts as me.

The dragon's slow, deliberate approach made my pulse race with anticipation. His scent -a musky, smoky aroma - filled the air, even more intoxicating now that he was fully awake. The flicker of the hoard room's torchlight danced across his scales, making him appear even more majestic and otherworldly.

"fuck," I whispered, feeling my member throb in response to the powerful presence before me.

With a grace that belied his size, the dragon raised one massive claw, carefully dragging it down my chest. My eyes widened as the fabric of my shirt split effortlessly beneath his touch, revealing my bare torso. A shiver coursed through me.

"I never liked that shirt anyway," I muttered, trying to sound more confident than I felt.

The dragon's lips curled into a smirk, revealing a set of sharp fangs that glinted in the dim light. His purple eyes were cold and calculating, and I could feel his gaze on my body as he slowly circled me. Without warning, both of his huge paws suddenly gripped my curvy ass firmly, causing me to gasp in surprise. With a deft flick of his paws, the dragon spread my ass cheeks apart. My too-tight leather pants groaned in protest the further apart he spread me. His touch sent an electric current shooting through my veins, and I felt my needy cock twitching wildly against my leather pants. All at once, the dragon had taken control, and I felt helpless before him, captured by his claws and hypnotized by his gaze. I surrendered myself to his power.

I chanced a glance at Felix out of the corner of my eye. His white fur stood on end as he watched the scene unfold before him, eyes bright with envy and barely concealed longing. Felix's jeans were taut and stretched tightly against his swollen member, producing a visible stain of precum on the outer layer. Despite my reluctance to admit it, I could feel a thrill run through me at being chosen first by this wild creature.

The dragon's claws made short work of my leather pants, slicing through them like butter and leaving me completely naked before him. My cock stood at full attention, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. The dragon's nostrils flared as he took in the scent of my arousal, and I couldn't help but shudder under his hungry gaze.

The dragon's eyes glinted in the dim light as it gazed at me, my ass now fully exposed and glistening with lube and anticipation. I felt its hot breath on my sensitive skin as its heavy paws held me firmly in place, parting my cheeks to reveal my tight, pink hole. A low chuckle reverberated through the cavern as it looked over its shoulder at Felix, standing behind me with a smirk on its face. "Go on," he commanded, its deep voice rumbling against my fur. "Go on, tongue fuck this slut fox till I tell you to stop."

I couldn't help but shiver at the crude words but also felt a twinge of excitement at the thought of what was to come. As Felix stepped closer, his paws joining the dragon's on my ass, I felt the warmth of his paws against my hot flesh, sending shivers down my spine. His nose pressed between my cheeks, and then... nothing. There was just the lightest of touches as the tip of his tongue probed at my entrance. My heart raced as my hole twitched under the pressure of his exploration.

Then, suddenly, it was gone. And then it was back, pushing harder this time, slipping between my cheeks and stretching my tight hole. I gasped at the welcome intrusion, my balls drawing up tight against my body in response. The dragon's voice rumbled low again with amusement. "That's it, boy show this little slut how it's done."

Felix 's hot breath fanned across my stretched hole for a moment before his absurdly long tongue darted out, slipping past the tight ring of muscle and into my depths. Instantly, a wave of heat filled me, a sharp contrast to the chill of his nose and the cool air of the cavern. He flexed his tongue, swirling it around my insides as he began to probe deeper, pushing past resistance I didn't know I had left. I felt every ridge and undulation of that incredible appendage, each dip and twist sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me. The dragon's tail wrapped around my waist, holding me in place while Felix took control.

With each thrust of his tongue, I moaned, unable to help myself, it felt so good. Too good. My cock jerked in time with Felix's movements, leaking thick streams of pre-cum onto the cold floor.

The dragon's smoky breath washed over me, and I couldn't help but shiver. Felix's paws weren't as rough against my skin as I had anticipated. In fact, they felt rather warm and soothing, at least until they wrapped around my twitching cock and started to pump it hard. Each time his palm slid up and down, my balls tightened, and my body shook uncontrollably. It felt like an electric current was shooting through every vein in my body. I gripped the dragon's tail tighter, unable to hold back the moans that escaped my lips as I lost myself to the feeling.

I tipped my head back only then noticing the mirror on the ceiling. I was treated to the sight of Felix's body in motion, his eyes locked on the dragon's member. His paws worked my cock in tandem with his tongue. The sight made my heart race faster, my cock twitch even more and my breath become labored. His tongue swirled around inside me, teasing my prostate, and I felt like I could come just from that. But then he pulled away, leaving me panting and wanting more. I watched as he moved his mouth towards my throbbing dick and positioned it at the tip, his hot breath fanning over the tip. He paused for a moment no doubt to give the film crew a great shot before he took me deep into his mouth, his lips wrapping tightly around the shaft as he started to mouth-fuck me.

The slick sound of mouth on cock filled the air, as Felix's tail twitched excitedly; As he took me deeper and deeper, his skill and experience on full display as he took my entire length knot included easily. he was relentless, his mouth working me like a pro, his paws pumping in perfect rhythm. I clenched my fingers in the dragon's scales, my nails digging into the leathery skin as my hips bucked forward uncontrollably. This was too much. I could feel the impending orgasm building up inside me, threatening to break free.

Out of nowhere, the dragon let out a commanding grunt, "Good, now make my slut cum!"

Felix didn't need to be told twice, he knew exactly what to do. His tongue flicked over the sensitive ridge of my cock, sending me over the edge. My vision went blurry, and all I could focus on was the feeling of his hot mouth swallowing me whole. I felt my cum shoot straight into his throat, hot and thick, hitting the back of his mouth as he swallowed greedily.

The world melted away as I clung to this moment, basking in every ounce of pleasure. I saw stars dancing behind my eyes and felt my body go slack as the dragon let me go. I dropped like a discarded cum rag onto the floor. Closing my eyes for an instant, I allowed myself to drift off before reality abruptly returned. This was just a movie and I was an actor, but holy fuck, did it feel good.

** ** ~~~Scorn~~~

Marvin's body hit the cave floor with a heavy thud, his chest heaving as he panted from exhaustion. I couldn't help but feel concerned for him; he must've been so pent-up to be this worn out. As I watched his unconscious form, a soft smile crossed my snout. I decided that later, when he was awake and feeling better, I'd pay him a visit to thank him in a more personal way. I had to admit, my feelings for him were growing.

"Alright, Scorn, focus," I muttered to myself, shaking my head to clear my thoughts. I needed to concentrate on the movie and my character. My job right now was to impress Felix and his boss. This wasn't just pleasure; it was work too.

Felix was already waiting in the dragon's hoard, his tail swishing back and forth impatiently. He caught my eye, and a playful smirk spread across his face. I admired his professionalism, always focused on the task at hand, even in a situation like this. It made me all the more determined to give that seasoned porn star a performance he wouldn't forget.

"Hey there, big guy," he purred, running a paw over his chest and winking at me. "Ready to show me what you've got?"

"Absolutely," I replied, feeling a surge of confidence. I approached him slowly, taking in every detail of his body, the curve of his hips, the way his ears twitched with anticipation. The scent of our combined arousal filled the air, making my own need grow stronger with each step.

"Good," Felix breathed, reaching out to tug me closer by the waist. "Because I've been waiting for this moment all day."

As we locked eyes, my mind focused solely on the task at hand: giving Felix an experience he would never forget. And, maybe, just maybe, it would be enough to impress Rimmy enough to offer me a job.

"Strap in, Felix," I growled, low and menacing in my lowest stage voice. "You're about to find out what it's like to really ride the dragon."

His ears twitched with pleasure, his arrogant smirk never leaving his face. "Ah, I'm so stoked, although I have my doubts about your fabled sexual prowess, so much of what you dragons air is hype afterall." He boasted, his arms crossed confidently over his chest. "Bein' honest if you cum as fast as you did in act one, then you don't stand a chance."

I've always thought of myself as a thick-skinned and level-headed dragon but when the fox stared into my eyes with that knowing smirk, something seethed deep within me I felt the fire was being stoked in my belly. Smoke started to billow from my snout, and I felt an intense anger ready to burst forth. Desperate to maintain composure, I clenched my claws tight and forced a wicked grin, baring all of my razor-sharp teeth. Fine, if Slutty-Mc-Slut-Fox, wanted to test a real dragon then so be it I'd fuck him into the next goddamn dimension. His asshole would rue the day this mouth talked shit to a real dragon because IT WAS ON...

I transformed back into Scorn the horny, but this with a hate boner for a certain smug white fox. I sure hope Rimmy had a splash guard because I was gonna make a mess....

I heard Rimmy's voice as he counted down to the next scene. 3...2....1... Action Rimmy yelled.

~~Scorn the horny~~

Not wasting any time, I strode over to the white fox, ignoring the saliva dripping from his lips as he stared up at me with wide eyes. Grabbing him with one arm, I dragged him away from my treasure vault and towards a nearby table. The sound of his hard little paws scraping against the marble floor echoed through the room as I effortlessly lifted him up into the air.

With a mighty sweep of my tail, I cleared everything off the table in one swift motion, leaving us alone with nothing but a hard wooden surface between us. The smell of fear hit my nose from the terrified fox, reminding me of why I was there in the first place. Without warning, I grabbed the fox's muzzle in my hand and forced his mouth open, feeling his hot breath against my scales as I positioned my throbbing cock at the entrance to his throat. There wasn't much room for hesitation; he opened wide, his tongue flicking out nervously as I pushed forward.

The stretching sensation was incredible, feeling every vein in my dick bulge as it plunged deep into that tight little throat. The fox gagged for a moment before I started fucking his face roughly, hips snapping back and forth with each powerful thrust. It felt good to finally take control after being disrespected like that; my cock sliding in and out of his mouth with ease as he struggled not to choke on me. His warm saliva dripped down my shaft, mixing with the precum oozing from my tip, creating a slick coating on both of us.

I growled in pleasure as I felt the tight walls of his throat massage my thick length even deeper. Each bob of his head sent shockwaves of desire coursing through my body, making my wings flap and tail sway erratically. The room filled with wet smacking sounds as our bodies met rhythmically, his muffled moans filling the air around us. It was intoxicating, this power I held over him. His eyes watered up but didn't break contact with mine, pleading silently for mercy while his body betrayed him by trying to enjoy the unimaginable sensation. "Holy fuck he's a good actor." I thought as I slammed his head harder onto my cock.

His soft fur tickled my palm where it rested on his head, contrasting sharply against my rough scales as I gripped him tighter. His tail twitched back and forth in agitation, brushing against my leg in an unwanted but arousing manner. The momentous grunts rattling his chest were music to my ears as I plowed deeper into his throat, reaching for something primal deep within me. The table shook slightly under our heavy movements, echoing our lust-fueled frenzy.

I pulled out of his mouth and let the poor creature get some air, my eyes roamed over his body and I wondered why he still had clothes.

With one swipe of my massive claw, I shredded his pants and shirt, tearing them apart effortlessly, and revealed his naked body for the first time. His lithe and feminine form was made even more alluring with his flat stomach and the way his lean muscles rippled under my gaze. "Oh fuck," I muttered under my breath, unable to resist taking in every curve and contour. His ass was perfect--round, plump, and inviting. It begged to be taken, begged for my cock. And boy was it big enough to take it. I smirked at him as he squirmed in anticipation, his tail twitching nervously between his legs. " this what you wanted, isn't it?" I asked, knowing full well that he did.

I flipped him onto his belly and lifted his hips high into the air, exposing his glorious ass for me to enjoy. My paws were gentle yet firm as they cupped his cheeks and spread them wide open, revealing his pink puckered hole. The scent of his arousal was intoxicating; it filled the air between us, making my cock throb with desire. I leaned down and teased his entrance with the tip of my engorged member before pushing it inside him slowly but surely. The tight heat around me made me growl in pleasure as I felt him stretch to accommodate my girth. He moaned loudly against the tabletop, his small body quivering in both pleasure and pain. I withdrew slowly, only to slam back into him again, going deeper and deeper with each thrust.

"Oh fuck," he groaned out between gasps for air. "You're so big... I can feel you in my belly." He arched his back, pushing back against me in invitation, taking me even deeper than before. His voice was breathy and full of lust as he continued to take my entire length, making me growl hungrily. "Go on, teach my bussy a lesson." he panted, spreading his legs further apart and lifting his tail.

I wrapped my muscular paws around Felix's slim waist, his lithe body pressed against mine as I thrust into him again and again. My draconic member sank deeper with each stroke, the outline of it visible on his tight belly. The sensation of my pre-cum pooling inside him only fueled my lust for control.

I picked up the pace, fucking him harder. His tight ass gripped me like a glove as I pounded into him, my paws dug into his soft curves a little too roughly and I knew I needed to loosen my grip, I had to keep from losing control. He was so small, so squishy, so breakable...

Felix trembled beneath me, helpless against my unyielding strength. His petite body a toy for my pleasure; I used his form as if it was a fox-shaped fleshlight, pushing myself into him in a relentless doggy-style fuck. The scent of musk and arousal intermingled with the sound of our heavy breathing until Felix shuddered violently as ropes of cum flew out of him and pooled on the table beneath us.

My hips moved in an undulating locomotion as I sank myself into the white fox's body. His frantic whimpers and shuddering moans enticed me to thrust harder, faster. The furry appendage that was his tail swished frantically, brushing against my thighs as he accepted my dominance. With each stroke, I watched his ears droop more and more with submission. lustful desire consumed me as I felt my knot swell inside Felix, making the tight fit even tighter. With a rough tug, I pulled back, stretching his quivering hole wide open. I shoved savagely back into him, forcing his insides to stretch and conform around my huge knot. His writhed beneath me overtaken by the the pleasure-pain of being stretched so much. Before he had a chance to speak, I forced myself deep back into him again, continuing this relentless cycle of penetrating and retreating, stretching his tight orifice wider each time.

I could feel my fox's ragged breathing, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He was fighting to keep from passing out from the rough fucking I was giving him, but he wasn't going to last much longer. I couldn't say that I blamed him. My cock hurt on its own, the thickness stretched his tight ass as far as it could go, while my knot kept him that way. The ache of desire made my balls draw up against my scales, and I knew just a few more minutes before I would have me coming deep inside of him.

"Don't you dare pass out, you've barely even ridden the dragon yet!" I growled, roughly hoisting him off the table. I threw my weight onto the wooden table, and it groaned under the strain. My rigid cock pointed towards the cave's roof as I grasped his slender waist and forcefully plunged him onto my ready phallus.

the slut fox shook and moaned as I lifted him back and then slammed him back down. I grinned as I felt the arrogance leave his body with each deep thrust. Long ropes of cum oozed from his canine cock as he whimpered in my grasp. He tried to wiggle free, but I tightened my grip around his waist and pushed him down harder into my cock brutalizing his prostate all the while.

Felix let out one last moan of pleasure before his body went limp in grip, he was no longer able to put up any type of resistance besides babbling unintelligible sounds as I used him as a fox-shaped fleshlight. The thrill of domination over him is almost intoxicating; his body trembling and shaking on top of me. His helplessness as I use him, His cum spilling forth from him like a waterfall, dripping down onto my chest.

My body trembled as I felt my orgasm approach. I pushed against him with all my might, feeling the warmth of his insides around my length. My hips moved at a furious tempo and I arched my back, letting out a deep moan as I emptied into him. His body quivered involuntarily, and I watched as his stomach visibly expanded from the river of cum I had filled him with.

Not wanting to leave a slut without a fresh coat of paint, I grasped my shaft and lifted myself off the table. Standing over the fox, I unleashed my paw and painted the white fox a new alabaster hue.

as much as I wanted to bask in the afterglow of breaking the fox I snapped back into focus the part wasn't yet over. I strode towards the chest in the middle of the room and lifted out two shimmering golden collars. I then marched over to Marvin and Felix, who were both still unconscious on the ground. With a snap, I affixed a collar around each of their necks, claiming them as part of my dragon hoard. Standing atop the two hapless thieves-turned-slaves, I let out a mighty roar, sparks of flame shooting from my nostrils.

Rimmy yells cut. I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding as the lights in the studio lit up.

~~Scorn~~

It was silent for a few seconds before I heard clapping behind me. One clap, then more and then even more as the whole theater started to clap and cheer. I felt paws grip my shoulder as Felix stood next to me with a bright smile on his face. His orange fur shone under the stage lights of the set. We glanced to the left and saw Felix on the floor with a few stagehands helping him up. His expression was exhausted and satisfied, he saw our concerned looks and gave us a wink and a feeble thumbs-up before they slowly walked him off toward the recovery area.

"Perhaps I might and gone a bit too hard on Felix," I said as I watched a few stagehands help him off he floor and carry the fox off the set

"Well to be fair he should have known better than to challenge dragon pride," he said, his paws giving my leaky cock a playful pat.

'Don't ya go worryin' 'bout Felix now, Rimmy interjected. "I've seen that look on the ol' fox's face before. I'd be bettin' my bottom dollar that in a few days; after he's recovered, he'll be beggin' to shoot another flick with the both of ya."

I clenched my fists, and my pulse thumped in my ears as I stammered out my question. "Wait, does that mean I got the job?"

"Did I get the bloody job?" Rimmy chuckled. "You both did, if that's what you want. The two of you are top-notch, I'd be a madman not to give you the gig."

I looked down at Marvin, "well, what do you say buddy, ready to live the exciting life of an event coordinator?"

"Are you fucking kidding me this was great, ya fuck my office job, I wanna fuck on film!"

Rimmy bellowed out a hearty guffaw, and he shook our paws. "Oi, an' Marvin I ain't forgotten about our deal, I've got me a houseboat ya can use fer yer shindig." He said with a cheeky smirk, "An' I'll guarantee it'll be the best ripper of a party any o' ya have had in yer bleedin' lives.

I studied Marvin's expression, his eyes gleaming with joy and relief. We'd made it. We shook paws with Rimmy, our new boss, His strong grip was firm but friendly.

Marvin winked at me, and his tail wiggled mischievously. He seemed to be relishing in the sight of me, like I was a tasty treat just for him. Our eyes locked, and without warning, he pounced on me with fervor. This wasn't an acting kiss, like the ones we shared on camera. No, this was more playfully flirtatious, more exuberant. As I felt Marvin envelop me in his embrace, I could sense his enthusiasm radiating from him like beams of sunshine. His soft lips eagerly explored my mouth, teasing around mine with a tantalizing vigor that left me blushing. I savored the taste of him, that unique blend of sweet and salty that was undeniably Marvin. We held the kiss for what seemed like only a few seconds, but it felt like minutes. The world outside our intimacy faded away, leaving just us two, captivated by our amorousness and admiration for one another.

"Oi, save it for the next scene, you two!" Rimmy's voice intruded upon our private moment, his thick Australian accent half-jokingly chastising us. We both looked at him, confusion written across our faces. He laughed and pointed at the clock hanging on the wall. "Don't forget, you blokes still got four more hours on your shift!"