Dragonheart
(Warning: The beginning of this story is completely unimportant. It goes into details of the main character's life that you will never, ever need to remember and will not come in useful anytime else ever! :D)
"How did I get here?" I asked myself as I wandered cautiously through the glittering, colorful cave. I remembered waking up here only minutes ago but I didn't remember going to sleep here. Where DID I go to sleep last night? I couldn't remember that either. I remembered that my name is... well don't laugh.
My name was John Thomas. Yeah, that's right; the slang word for 'dick'. I got a lot of crap for that in high school, I can tell you what. I'm a black furred wolf with blue eyes, for those of you curious. But anyway, that didn't matter. Nothing from my young life really mattered in this story. What was important was the cave and what I was doing there.
The walls of the cave were unlike anything I've seen in any National Geographic book. They were all rainbows and glitters! That didn't stop me from being nervous, though. I'd been wandering through there for about an hour and I couldn't find an exit.
Not long after, I heard a deep, rumbling snore coming from one of the numerous caverns. It sounded like a dragon. Upon further exploration it turned out to be just that! It was huuuge! I approached it cautiously... it didn't seem to look like a very malevolent beast. Its scales were white with a faint blue sheen, its tail was at least twenty feet long.
It awoke when I got near, half-opening its eyes and just staring at me.
"Hello there." It said softly. It sounded sick... weak.
"Err... hi." I stuttered. "Where am I?"
"My home. I brought you here because I need your help." It stated bluntly. "If you help me I'll see to it that the rest of your life is filled with bliss and that you're always taken good care of."
"Wow. That's a pretty good offer." I was relieved that the dragon was friendly. It appeared to be female by its tones and mannerisms, but one can never really be sure without checking. "I accept. What do you need help w-AAH!"
The 'Aah!' part was me being cut off before I could finish my question. It was myself who said it, because at the moment the dragon had just shot forward and wrapped her tongue around me, pulled me into her maw and then swallowed me all in one motion.
I felt myself being pushed down her long, muscular throat. The walls squeezed in on me from all angles, especially from behind, pushing me irresistibly toward what I ASSUMED was her stomach. I turned out to be wrong when her throat branched off towards her chest. I landed in a cavity that I knew to be anatomically nonexistent. At least I THOUGHT it was... before all this, anyway.
Inside of this cavity was the dragoness' great, beating heart. I saw it pulsing, bobbing in place, blood moving through the ventricles at a fast rate. It wasn't doing too good in all honesty. The poor thing was on its last legs from the looks of things. Its pulses were weak and sluggish, tired from centuries of constant beating.
"I just need you to touch my heart. It... just needs a tap to get it running properly again. Please."
I was surprised that this was all she wanted. It seemed a life of bliss was an awfully steep reward for just tapping her heart. I shrugged and waded forward through some ankle-deep goo... puss? Maybe. It smelled musky.
I stood before the heart. It was easily three times as tall as I was. I carefully put my paw on its surface... suddenly I felt hot and itchy. I quickly yanked back my arm to start scratching myself, but it stuck to her heart! I started to feel weak... the heart beat harder and stronger by the second. I began to panic when I saw my paw was actually sinking into its flesh!
"H-hey!" I called out. "Is this supposed to happen!?"
"Yes, yes, I can already feel my life returning to me." She sighed. I desperately pulled my arm away from the heart which was throbbing more strongly than I'd seen it since I first got here. It was unnerving when I saw the veins on my arm bulge out... they were branching off into the heart itself! I could feel blood... HER blood... pumping into my arm, through my body and out through the other arm. The OTHER arm!? Oh no! I hadn't realized that when I pushed on her heart with the other arm that it had sunk in as well!
I howled in desperation, feeling hopelessly trapped while I sank further and further into her organ. Soon my chest was up against it, the arms having sunk in all the way up to the shoulders, and I felt lightheaded when my own heart stopped beating.
A new sensation hit me while my chest started getting drawn in. I felt a highly inappropriate arousal welling up in my loins. My shaft was bulging with thick veins, jutting out so firmly that it might've pierced sheet metal! I whimpered and drooled, wishing my arms were free to paw off right then and there.
The next ten minutes were a blur. I felt my entire body being pulled inside, but I didn't come through in one piece. I could still feel all of myself, though, throbbing and beating bodily like a whole heart. The arousal I'd experienced earlier was back. It wasn't just in my shaft any more... I didn't even know where my shaft WAS in relative to the rest of me! I felt it all over my whole body. Each pulse made it stronger... each beat drove me closer to... orgasm? How could I climax with no genitals? No nothing... yet everything. I had no eyes, no brains, no limbs...
Yet... I felt it anyway. It was surrounding me... filling me... it was so intense! It was coming! Oh... oh god! NNnng! AAAH!
I was overwhelmed by the orgasm I'd felt coming! It took over my whole body, making me clench down everywhere with each and every one of my muscles. I felt some kind of liquid being pushed out of me. It felt like I was emptying my balls of their seed... kinda.
I relaxed, next. I felt myself being filled up again from the inside, refilling my arousal at the same time. I would have whimpered in lust had I still a muzzle when I felt myself get horny again, even faster than last time. Again I felt climax welling up from all over. Oh god, h-here it comes...! AAAHG! Aaah... ooh, god... It was so powerful! I contracted yet again, feeling myself empty of liquid.
I soon realized it was a cycle. I would relax, filling back up, then come to an unexplained orgasm and push down again, whether I tried to or not. The cycle got faster... faster... it was making me dizzy and disoriented! It was happening once every second now! Ooh, please don't make it stop! It feels so good! Oh good GODS! Aaaaa-nnnhnng!....
Willow smiled to herself, feeling tons of anxiety just washing away as her bloodflow returned to normal. It rushed back into her limbs, reoxygenating her, bringing her back from the brink of death. She was fortunate she acted fast when the wolf agreed to help. It was also fortunate that he agreed to help before asking what the task was. Contracts of the magical kind must be made verbally before they can be carried out, and this was a loophole. If she'd told him what the task was - becoming her heart - he never would have agreed and she would have died.
Her smile widened to a grin as she gloated to herself at how crafty her heart replacement spell was. Not only did it strengthen her existing heart with the strong, young body of furs, but it was orgasm driven so the creature wasn't in pain. She told herself that kidnapping him and doing this to him wasn't selfish... because if it was, he wouldn't be in such bliss right now.
She rolled over onto her back, putting a paw to her chest to feel the strong new heart. It was going to last several hundred years, if not thousands. Relief washed through her; she would live to fly another day.