Sweater-Dragons
The following weirdness is copyright Leslie Rashana at [email protected] and contains some adult situations and sex and other odd things sensitive types might frown upon, deal.
"Bigger Is Better, When it's underneath the Sweater."
Cop Rock
"That'll be $29.95 sir."
Araxil'shiviss, Ara to her friends, curled her lip in irritation at the delivery person. "Grrrr.. Umm, right, here." The pizza-guy to his credit didn't flinch very much at the display of 10 pointy canines where his species only had four. She presented her student I.D/Campus debit-card and then swiped it through the pizza-guy's reader, turning and slamming the door with her tail while he was in mid-spiel about the new cheese-bread.
As a member of the Du'ral race, there were many differences between herself and the humans she and others like her shared the campus of IUCLA. She was tall by human standards at six and a half feet, but only average by the estimations of her own kind. Her skin was an olive green with darker black and green stripes radiating in unique patterns from a central line starting at the tip of her saurian snout and ending at the tip of her tail. What irritated her however was the fact that the long brown feather-crest on her head and light brown down at her wrists and ankles failed to differentiate her from the males of her kind whose feathers were always some shade of blue.
"Goddess!" she swore to the ceiling, "Half a century in the Galactic Community and these bald-apes Still can't tell us apart."
Ara dropped the pizzas next to her books and flipped one of the boxes open, savoring the aroma as she inhaled it through her wide nostrils, fortunately for her and her kind Earth was one of their few close-neighbors in an astronomic sense where the climate, air, water, and common foodstuffs weren't toxic to her species. "Idiots they may be, they sure know how to cook."
The draconic humanoid dug into her meal with gusto, finishing halfway through the second pie when her PDA beeped at her. Propping it up against her English, Russian, and Than literature book she activated the send/receive function and got back to enjoying her deep-dish with everything. "Yo."
"Yo yourself Ara, you've got cheese hanging off your fangs." the face that appeared on the small screen belonged to one of her human friends, black hair and blue eyes around the slightly chubby face of her girlfriend Denise.
"They're not fangs, they're just pointy." Ara responded with mock-disgust, tearing into another slice with a playful *Growf* at the screen.
"Whatever dear, I wish I could eat like that I'm way too hippy as it is"
"Lucky thing for us then I guess" Ara grinned as she patted the long thick appendage attached to her rump, "We put it all in our tails, what'cha need Denny?"
The human face on the other end smirked, "Well, Perhaps your slim-and-trim butt would like to come down to the Alpha-Kappa-Theta frat party next weekend? Wine, dancing, expensive snacks and all the brainless and beefy hunks you can handle. And don't make that face at me young lady, I know you're the type that digs human guys."
Ara did in fact make that face, and several more, "Sorry Denny, parties like that just aren't my thing."
"What? How would you know? You've never been to a big party like this in the whole time I've met you Ara."
"*sigh* Well I have, when I first got here there was a Freshman orientation party, well before I met you. I went, I danced, I mingled, I saw lots of cute guys in tight pants. I also didn't get anywhere with any of them, one of them told me he was sorry but he wasn't interested in Guys! I got a few girl's phone numbers slipped into my pockets though."
Denise covered her mouth to hide her reaction, "Oh Ara, I'm so sorry."
Ara tore into the last slice of pizza as if it would vent some of her frustration. "I hardly expect a bunch of Jock-muscleheads like the ones at AK&T to be any more sensitive to my specie's version of gender disphoria."
Denny's face on the little monitor looked thoughtful, she looked as if about to speak but seemed to change her mind.
Ara rolled her eyes and gulped down the last of her lunch, "C'mon Denny, what is it."
"Oh, It's nothing.. really."
"Out with it!"
"Alright, but please don't get angry with me," Denny put on her best cute and begging expression before continuing on, "Well, It's kinda obvious what most human males, and males of many other mammali-form species look for in a female."
Ara nodded, "Yeah, Tits!" she emphasized pointing her thumbs back at her own flat, chiseled chest.
"Yes, that.. well." Denny hesitated, "There's this doctor I know, He helped me when I had this terrible back-pain by reducing the weight in my chest."
Ara narrowed here eyes, not thinking she liked where this was going, "... and?"
"And.." Denny continued, "he does enlargements as well."
Ara snarled, making Denise wince on the other end of the connection. "Please don't get mad, I'm just trying to help. You know it wouldn't be permanent if you had it done, not with today's technology. What have you got to lose?"
Ara showed her impressive array of teeth but thought about what her friend had said, what did she have to loose? Pride? Self-respect? Loneliness?
She let out her breath in a long deep sigh, "The party's in a week you say?"
Denny brightened and nodded, "The doctor can have you in and out in a couple hours tops."
Ara chuckled softly to herself at what she thought she was getting into, "Okay, make me a date girlfriend." reaching over and cutting the connection.
Ara adjusted the clothes she'd allowed Denise to pick out for her for the umpteenth time, tugging at her sweater while the material stretched over the grapefruit-sized swellings beneath it. Her tail held up the back of her skirt a little while compensating for the new weight, "I can't belive I let you talk me into this.." Ara started as they approached the front door of the frat-house.
"Relax Ara, just have fun with it." The shorter human giggled as the doors opened and throbbing dance-music blasted from behind the young man greeting them at the door.
"Hello Ladies!" he said, making Ara puff up a little with pride at being addressed as her proper gender. This of course made her stick her chest out more showing off her new additions moreso, much to the male's delight, "Parties this way, nice to see you made it." he said, still addressing Ara to Denny's slight chagrin.
Ara and Denny followed to where the beer and wine flowed freely and party-goers twisted and gyrated on the makeshift dance floor that was the huge house's living-room. Ara basked in the attention she'd gotten so little of, from the learned and curious wondering how one of her species had come into a pair of what she sported under her almost too-tight sweater to the young-dumb-and fulla cum jocks who were just drooling over anything with an impressive pair, both of which she allowed to closely inspect her new additions.. for scientific purposes of course.
Ara and Denny left the party late, both in good spirits. "I can't belive I had this much fun Denny, And I have you to thank for it."
Denise stumbled with her tall and now buxom lizard-lady friend into the waiting cab with a giggle, "I knew you'd enjoy it once you let your feathers down, hey! Just heard from one of the guys there's a movie-marathon party across town next week, wanna come?"
Ara thought about it for a moment, "umm, sure" settling in with a flump and an ouch in the back of the cab, shifting a bit to get off of her tail. Remembering all the wonderful attention she got tonight, and trying to remember where that doctor worked.
Ara came to the party by herself since Denny had to study, wearing a similar ensemble to what she'd worn to the frat party. Her new sweater stretched across the twin basketballs she now had implanted in her chest, quickly drawing the attention of all the males and many of the females in the crowd as they all made small-talk before dimming the lights for the first movie.
The long-tall draconoid settled into her seat in the dark next to one of the handsome males that had been ogling her before, enjoying the closeness as he scooted closer, "hello there, Ara isn't it?"
Ara smiled and nodded as the movie started up, a comedic spoof by some Brooks guy. "Mmm-hmm, and you are?"
"Call me Tony." he flashed his own not as impressive teeth, even in the darkness it was obvious where his eyes really were.
Ara enjoyed the apparent power her new bust gave her, taking a deep breath and stretching her sweater even further, "go ahead, touch 'em"
Tony seemed briefly dumb-struck by her challenge, but with hormones flooding his brain he eagerly accepted. His hands finding the lush and perky globes straining her sweater raising a gasp from their alien owner.
Ara squirmed in her seat, ignoring the movie. It amazed her how sensitive her breasts were now, even though she hadn't gone to the trouble of having nipples made for them the taut skin gave her pleasure like she hadn't experienced before. Hearing her soft pants and moans encouraged the young man playing with her in the dark, moaning himself when he felt her strong hand grip him through his pants.
Ara murred deeply as she stroked the large bulge, "you do me, I'll do you" she whispered, pressing her tits into Tony's eager hands. Ara was in heaven, or the Du'ral theological equivalent. She continued in her blissed-out state until anxious and eager the male she fondled moved a hand from her breasts to his pants, un-zipping them and pulling his erection free and laying it across her palm.
Ara gasped softly in surprise, quickly looking around to see if anyone would notice and seeing most if not all engaged in some kind of barely hidden carnal activity.
Ara closed her fingers softly around the length and began to slowly stroke it, not so long ago a guy wouldn't give her the time of day and now she was holding his most intimates in the palm of her hand. Almost in a trance she leaned down towards it, sniffing curiously at this fascinatingly alien organ.
Tony couldn't belive his luck, getting in good with the bustiest babe at the party, her alieness adding some spice to it. When she began leaning down toward his crotch he considered it a sign from above that his night was made, resting his hand on the back of her feathered head and with subtle urgency pushing downward.
Ara suddenly and surprisingly found her snout in the middle of the curly thatch of hairs surrounding the base of the rampant human sex-organ, after all the sensations her firmly kneaded breasts made her feel the naked musk filling her nostrils sent further perverse thrills through her body. The man's hand and hips conspired to stroke the stiff length over her snout again and again leaving a thin trail of a salty fluid in it's wake, knowing what was expected and in her present state feeling strangely compelled she aquiessed and opened her snout to allow the surprisingly thick length to slip inside her mouth.
Ara luxuriated in her first perverse taste of human flesh, curling her long and agile tongue around the pole filling her mouth and sealing her lips around the base. Tony was beside himself as Ara worked him over, squeezing her breasts roughly through her sweater just as she began to bob her head as she'd seen in that video she'd rented once, he'd never received head this good but then again none of his girlfriends had a tongue like a Du'ral.
Ara's tail swished lazily under her skirt, spreading the essence of her own arousal across her thighs as she drew her muzzle up and down the thick, wonderful cock. sucking long and hard with each pull of her lips up the glistening shaft until finally her lover could take no more and released his seed with a grunt, spurting thick seed into her greedy muzzle which she in her growing sexual frenzy eagerly lapped up.
The young Du'ral purred deeply in her throat as she licked up every last drop, murring in surprise as she felt a hand on her thigh. Turning she found all eyes on her instead of the movie, and several hands including the one now stroking toward her swollen sex reaching quietly for her in the darkness, Ara licked a stray wad of cum from her snout and mused that this was going to be one of the best night's she'd ever had.
The weeks soon piled up into a month and finally getting past the worst of the exams her courses through at her Denny was surprised and thrilled that her friend Ara was inviting her to a party for a change. Denny arrived at the house where the party was supposed to be underway but the music she heard wasn't anything she had heard before at a party though it was somehow familiar, and the location wasn't anywhere she remembered hearing about any student-organized parties being. "ahh well, It'll be great to see Ara again" She thought, "I haven't seen her since that frat-party, It's amazing how much she's changed." but Denise had no idea.
Once inside Denise found out why the music was so familiar.. following it and some odd moaning noises to the living room she was shocked to find Ara sprawled out on the couch naked and surrounded by several equally naked men, one of which was pointing a camera at what was taking place.
Denny didn't know what shocked her more, the naked men standing around her friend stroking their erections blatantly, the two that were busy thrusting into Ara's cunt and snout, or the amount of semen that already encrusted Ara's alien hide. By far however what made Denise's eyes going wide in disbelief most were the huge mammaries wobbling on Ara's once smooth chest.
Ara herself could barely reach around to fondle the thick nipples she'd recently added to the obscene beach-ball like globes, squeezing the over-sensitive nubs to one orgasm after another while she groaned and writhed under the attentions of the panting males surrounding and servicing her. Hearing her friend arrive she redoubled her oral efforts on the man standing at her head until he finally blew his wad down her throat, sucking him down and relishing his flavor before pulling her lips free.. "mmmm, hey Denny, sorry but we kinda started without you"
Denise stood in shock staring at her former friend, the vastly-breasted reptilian maid not noticing Denny's reaction as the other males around her all began moaning and gasping louder and louder, moving in to press their shafts against her muzzle and breasts.
Ara squeezed the male fucking her tightly, encouraging him to reach his height just as the rest began pumping their spunk across her snout and coated her immense tits while she smeared the thick white goo with her fingers and tongue, so lost was she in her hedonistic pleasures she didn't hear the door slam as Denise fled.
A doctor and his students walked the halls of the asylum, housed within it's walls were some of he most demented and deranged souls on the planet which were on display for future psychologists learning their craft.
"Now here is an interesting case students, the first case of auto-mammariphilia recorded among a species that doesn't even naturally possess said organs, and by far the most extreme case to date."
The doctor led the group to the door of a padded cell, allowing them each a peek inside.
Sitting on the soft floor was a creature few could imagine. A Du'ral female obviously, but with obviously non-Du'ral characteristics.
The creature hunched her hips into the air obscenely as she masturbated herself with her thick tail, causing her grotesquely huge breasts to wobble in the air, all six of them. the top-most pair possessed a pair of almost phallic nipples which dribbled white fluid down the surprisingly natural looking breast-flesh, the other two pair were obviously of lesser-quality work showing obvious signs of the huge gel-filled bags stretching the skin obscenely and the scars through which these things had originally been inserted.
"The subject apparently originally became fascinated with the notion of having relatively large breasts as an attention-getter, but soon developed into a fetish and then into an obsession, after her regular doctor refused to augment her further she began seeking the services of underground cyber-surgeons. She was found on the table of one during a raid after having just had the last two extra pairs implanted, she's refused all offers to remove or reduce her breasts and we feel it would be unduly traumatic to remove them against her will."
The figure reached up and pulled her breasts apart with some difficulty to look at the window into which the students viewed her, parting her legs and removing her tailtip in an attempt at an invitation.
"Nymphomania and hypersexuality appear to be a side-effect of her major psychosis, moving along we have an interesting example of psychosomatic stigmata to show you..."
Ara growled as they left and bit her top-left tit savagely, adding to the numerous teeth-marks across her cleavage. She nearly passed out from the pleasure but felt no less frustrated, what did she have to do to get fucked around here?
END?