Bio-Alchemy: Unison
#1 of Bio-Alchemy
Bio-Alchemy - Unison
by Devo
The fox sighed as he carried the heavy bundle in his arms up the steps toward the large double doors of the Academy. He was tired of the Master simply using him as an errand boy. When would he be allowed to continue his martial arts training?
For two months now, Devo's instructor Arke had seemingly abandoned all other activities in favour of some kind of alchemical experiment. While the fox found the subject fascinating - and he did - he wasn't happy about his Master shirking all his other responsibilities, such as training him in swordplay and hand-to-hand combat. Such skills were important in this world where there were monsters right on your doorstep and neighbouring states were at constant disagreement with one another about one thing or another.
Devo was glad that there was someone to open the door for him, otherwise he might have dropped his heavy load which Arke would surely scorn him for. He gestured a nod of gratitude to the middle-aged feline who tended to the temple gardens and made his way inside, lugging the wooden box full of various bottled formulas with him. As the tired fox walked down the long and winding corridors of the temple he thought to himself 'It's time I got some answers. What's that stuck-up wolf doing that's so damned important that he drops everything else? What's the big secret, I wonder?'
As he pondered over the nature of Arke's little project, Devo thought that perhaps it might be something... illegal. Something utterly immoral and terrible. Perhaps something... perverse? Now why did he suddenly think that? In all the time Devo had known him, Arke had never come across as lecherous or dirty. He tended to be rather calm and quite well disciplined most of the time, not the type of person who would recklessly pursue his own desires and ignore all other responsibilities. Well, the truth would soon be revealed.
The Xenkar Academy was the foremost facility for the education and training of warriors, mages and scientists in the Somah Province: peoples from all over Lilith came here to study in the fields of magic, alchemy and warfare. Arke was the owner of the Academy, inherited from his late grandfather who was a first class warrior mage. Although Arke had many students under his tutelage he had taken a particular interest in Devo. He was like a father to the young fox and had been romantically involved with his mother before her passing. As much respect Devo held for Arke, all this secrecy was becoming extremely irritating, and Devo refused to stand for it any more.
Devo finally arrived outside the door to Arke's private study. He placed the wooden box of potions and alchemical formulas carefully on the floor and knocked on the door. A reply immediately came. "Devo, is that you?" came the muffled voice of Arke.
"Yeah, it's me. I got those formulas you wanted." The fox replied.
"Bring them in, please."
Devo opened the door a crack and kept it that way with his foot as he reached down for the box of potion bottles. He carefully picked up the box, stumbling back a little as he brought it to chest height, and entered into the study. He walked over to Arke's well-polished oak desk where the white-furred wolf tutor sat reading a book concerning dragon anatomy. He seemed thoroughly engrossed in his choice of text, Devo reckoned it must be a good read. He wanted to see exactly what it was about dragon physiology that had gotten his teacher so intrigued, but as he attempted to sneak a peek at the page Arke snapped the book shut. Devo huffed and placed the box on the desk in front of Arke, who adjusted his reading specs and straightened the collar of his blood red robe. He looked over at the box, checking over all of the bottles, making sure that his student got everything he had ordered. Everything seemed to be correct.
"Excellent, it's all there. Thank you, Devo. That will be all." Arke smiled and beckoned for his student to leave, but Devo stood his ground.
"No Master, that won't be all."
Arke raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
Devo frowned down at the face of his Master. "I think it's time you told me what the hell you've been doing. You've cancelled all of our private classes and training sessions for the last two months and you've made me your little errand boy doing your odd jobs whilst you work on some experiment that you won't tell anyone about."
Arke sighed. "Devo, listen-"
"No, you listen! I want to know what this project of yours is and why I've been left out of it! I thought we trusted one another; you always told me I had the greatest potential out of all your students, you've pretty much raised me ever since my dad left
and my mum died! So come on, Arke! Whatever this experiment is, I want to be part of it! If it needs to be kept secret, you know you can trust me...!"
After that little rant, Devo felt slightly out of breath. Arke had to admire the fox's passion and his determination, the boy certainly had guts. He smiled as he removed his glasses and looked deep into the golden spheres of his student's eyes. After a second or two of staring one another down, Arke did something that Devo would have never expected.
He licked at the fox's muzzle.
Devo just remained frozen where he stood. Motionless. Speechless. A torrent of questions ran through his mind. What did he just do? Why did he do that? What the hell? Does he have some kind of attraction for younger males? I thought he was straight!? Is he a paedophile!? Wait, no, I'm 20, that can't be it. But he used to be with my mother, by the Gods! Why is he suddenly coming on to me? Then Devo realized how long he had been standing there paralysed, and he thought And why aren't I resisting? Why aren't I putting up a fight? What the fuck is wrong with me!?
Had Devo's skin not been hidden under a furry pelt, he would surely be tomato red all over. He remained still until he felt the firm yet gentle handpaw of his teacher rest on his shoulder, and he suddenly felt a little calmer. Arke stood smiling at him for a moment, then nodded and said "You're right, Devo. I do owe you an explanation, at the very least. I think it best, however, that I show you what I've been working on."
Devo was no longer sure if he wanted to know what Arke's project was, but something inside him was telling him he needed to know, that it was essential. He turned as Arke strode past him and over to one of the large bookshelves that covered the wall. The red robed lupine placed a hand over a bust of the Academy's original founder and whispered something. Devo wasn't quite listening to the words but he saw the result: the bust suddenly flashed with a faint light, followed by another illumination coming from the floor. Devo looked down to the circular pattern that adorned the marble floor to see that it was glowing with a faint white light, he wondered just what was happening. Arke stepped into the glowing circle and gestured for Devo to stand beside him. After the surprise lick the fox was naturally suspicious, but decided he would trust his teacher. He wanted answers, now he was going to get them. No turning back now. He stepped into the circle and stood beside Arke, and then his eyes widened and his ears perked up as he saw the floor around the circle begin to rise. No, that didn't make sense. The circle was going down: it was an elevator.
Devo stood perfectly still as the elevator descended deeper and deeper, the arms of his teacher wrapped around him as they continued on downward. The fox didn't seem to be too bothered by Arke's embrace now, but really he was just too confused and terrified to really notice the wolf's touch. That changed however when the elevator finally reached its destination as Devo quickly squirmed out of Arke's arms and kept behind him. He decided he wasn't going to turn his back on him now.
A corridor stretched out from the elevator shaft, leading toward two heavy wooden doors. On the doors was a peculiar kind of lock, one that Devo didn't recognise. Arke stepped off of the elevator and turned his head back to his student. "Follow me."
Devo complied and stepped off of the elevator. As he did he looked back, wondering how the elevator worked. He figured it was magic as he didn't see any obvious machinery that allowed the platform to move. He decided it didn't really matter, it was what was behind those doors that was important. He followed his Master down the dimly lit corridor, noticing that it was illuminated by small orbs of magical light rather than torches or anything electrical. The fox also wondered how the gaping hole in Arke's office would go unnoticed if anyone came in looking for the Master. As today wasn't a standard class day there wouldn't be many people on the Academy grounds, in fact Devo was sure that he was the only student here today. But there were the groundskeepers and a couple of guards on duty, so wasn't there a chance they would come by the office and notice the hole leading to this place? As if on cue, like he had been reading the fox's mind, Arke told him "Don't worry about the hole in the office floor. A solid light spell has been put up over it, so if anyone goes in they won't notice anything out of the ordinary."
Arke's left hand began ruffling inside a robe pocket and produced an odd shaped key. It was a dull silver and carried some kind of emblem. It wasn't anything Devo was familiar with. Arke placed the key inside the lock on the door and let go, the key itself did the rest. Devo watched carefully as the twisted prongs of the key moved of their own volition, the strange metal tendrils creeping through the bizarre locking mechanism. After a couple of seconds there was a click, and the large doors slowly swung inward. Arke smiled as he stepped into the large room on the other side of the door, beckoning Devo to follow him inside.
Devo's jaw dropped at what his eyes beheld: the massive circular chamber seemed like a combination of a temple and a laboratory. There were various devices in the room that looked like they were designed for medical purposes. Devo noticed that there was an operating table in here - at least he thought it was an operating table - with various instruments hanging down from the ceiling above it. There was another device in here which looked like... well, he wasn't sure what it was for. The top of the machine had a large bowl-shaped indentation in it, clearly it was meant to hold something that the fox could only guess what. As he looked about the chamber some more, he noticed that some of the support pillars were in fact machines of some kind. They appeared to be reinforced glass tubes filled with a strange fluid, the purplish glow of which served as illumination for the chamber.
Devo looked down at the black marble floor, noticing a pattern which took up most of the radius of the floor. The fox recognised this pattern: a transmutation circle. Upon seeing this symbol he realised where he was. This chamber was obviously some kind of laboratory designed for implementing biological alchemy. Bio-alchemy was once thought to be impossible, that living matter and creatures couldn't be de constructed and redesigned in the same way that basic materials could be. But 70 years previous, this belief was proven incorrect when an alchemist had successfully created a living chimera, a creature created by fusing other animals together into a single form. Other bio-alchemists had attempted to create life from scratch using the base elements which make up the bodies of most life forms, but this practise - unlike the flesh-melding process used to make chimeras - was impossible, and attempting it often had disastrous consequences.
Arke stood silently, allowing his student to take in what he was seeing. He suspected the fox knew what this place was now, but had a feeling that he would ask anyway. Which he did.
"Master... is this an alchemical lab?"
"That's right, boy. A bio-alchemy lab, to be precise."
"But why? Why would you build such a place? You know bio-alchemy is outlawed in this country! What have you been doing here?"
Arke turned slowly and padded over to Devo, looking intently into his student's eyes. This time Devo backed away, worried that the wolf would start touching him again.
Arke stood still, not wanting his student to run. He wanted the fox to participate in this procedure willingly, he didn't want to force him. He breathed deeply, realising the only way Devo would cooperate with him now was by being straight with him. 'Straight' being questionable at this point, considering how close I've gotten to him, he thought to himself, then opened his mouth to speak.
"This laboratory was built for the purpose of enhancing and preserving life. For a long time now I have been studying the life span of dragons, how they've evolved and how they have adapted over the centuries in order to survive. It has taken years of research and study, separating myth from fact, but now all of my painstaking work is about to pay off."
Devo stood staring at his mentor, thinking the wolf had gone insane. Slowly he shook his head and said "What the hell are you talking about?"
Arke responded by raising a hand and clicking his fingers. Immediately, there was a loud grating as the wall behind Arke seemed to split open, a purple glow like that of the fluid in the pillar tanks emanating from where the stone panels separated. The wolf stepped to the side to allow Devo a better view. The fox stepped forward, confused and fascinated by everything that was happening. He stared wide-eyed at the large glass tank that was revealed as the wall panels slid away.
"Look closer, Devo." Arke beckoned Devo to look at the tank close-up, standing beside him with a smile on his face.
Devo stood right in front of the huge tank, pressing a gloved hand against the glass. He couldn't see anything substantial, just an eerie pinkish purple haze. He wasn't even sure what the source of the glow was, but he could tell it wasn't the same fluid in the pillar tanks. There was no fluid in this tank at all.
Devo's eyes narrowed as he peered as deep into the tank as possible, his furry face now pressed against the glass. There was something in there, he could see it now. He couldn't really make out more than a silhouette within the murky pink haze, but whatever it was, it was big.
And it was getting bigger.
Both Devo and Arke stepped back as the thing inside the tank approached the glass, probably curious as to who was observing it. As it drew nearer, the fox could make out various details on its body: it was quadrupedal, had thick legs and clawed feet, it was scaly and had massive wings. Devo was taken aback by the creature's size, also by the apparent size of the tank which contained it. He didn't see any walls or much of anything inside the tank, except for its one huge occupant and, of course, the purple pink mist.
Devo shook his head in disbelief. "Master... this can't be what it looks like."
The voice that replied wasn't Arke's. "It can, little one. And it is."
Devo's body suddenly seemed relaxed at the soothing sound of the deep female voice he heard in his mind. He stared at the tank, his mouth gaping as the head of the dragon lowered into view. Now that the creature was this close, the fox could make out the real colours which adorned its body. The scales running down from its neck across the underbelly, all the way to the tip of its tail, were a shiny, pale yellow. The scales covering the rest of its body were a dull brown, like wet sand. The membrane skin of its fin-like ears and wings were the same pale yellow as the beast's underbelly, but obviously without the glimmer. The claws, as well as the bony spikes running down the dragon's back, were a perfect obsidian. Then last of all were the eyes: the large, violet orbs with black slits for pupils. They were beautiful. Devo was practically hypnotized by their gaze, not noticing how goofy he looked in his reflection in the awesome spheres.
Arke carefully placed a hand on Devo's shoulder, snapping him out of his stupor. The fox shuddered as he came back to reality, feeling rather embarassed. "Don't worry, her eyes did that to me when I first found her," he said with a chuckle. "Devo, I'd like to introduce you to Brena, the last dragon in all of Lilith."
Brena's telepathy cut in, heard by both the furs behind the glass. "Correction: the last sand dragon in all of Lilith."
"Oh yes, sorry. Sorry. The last 'sand' dragon."
Devo frowned apologetically. "The last?"
Brena once again locked eyes with Devo as she told the fox her story. "Yes. My race has been in rapid decline for the past two centuries. We sand dragons had confined ourselves to desert habitats, leaving the dunes only ever as required. Food is naturally scarce in the desert and the desert I come from is short on oases, so my kin and I would often travel to mountainous regions in order to find sustenance. Sand dragons are capable of surviving for two years without food, and when we do eat, our meals are understandably large. We would emerge from the deserts every two years and proceed to the feeding grounds, where we would gorge ourselves on the resident beasts and take joy in the hunt. That is, until the humans came.
"The humans had come to claim our feeding grounds as their own territory. We tried to negotiate with them, but humans are a stubborn breed and prone to violence. They would not heed us and so they attacked. Despite our physical strength and magical prowess, the humans possessed frightful technology that could cause great devastation. Many of us were slain, and those of us who survived were scattered across Lilith in search of new feeding and breeding grounds."
Devo looked into Brena's deep purple eyes with an apologetic expression upon his face. "I take it you weren't able to find any such grounds?" he inquired.
"Alas, no. The only suitable grounds capable of meeting our needs were already heavily populated by other races, or were located across terrain unsuited for members of my kind. We sand dragons cannot fly as freely as other dragons as we are highly intolerant of low temperatures, so we could only search so far and so high for new territory to mark as our own. We were unsuccessful, and over the last two hundred years we have died slowly. Now we are all but extinct."
Devo looked as though he were about to cry. He pressed his hand against the glass of the tank, his eyes not straying from the beautiful orbs of the creature inside the tank. "I'm sorry."
There was a moment of silence before Arke's voice reminded the two that he was still there. "It's not quite the end. Although there are no male sand dragons remaining for Brena to mate with, there is a way for the sand dragons to be survived... in a manner of speaking."
Devo turned to his Master, a look of confusion upon his furry face. "How?"
Arke cleared his throat as he began to explain. "Through the use of bio-alchemy, I have devised a way of producing a new draconic race, ifused with the life blood of the sand dragons. It is not the same as resurrection, but it is better than simply allowing the sand dragons to fade from history altogether. This technique will allow the incorporation of dragon essence into other forms of life. Put quite simply, this is a form of hybridization."
Devo looked confused. There were so many questions running through his head he was unsure where to start. "You mean... with her living essence, you're going to create a race of dragon-halves?"
Arke nodded with a smile. His student and he were seemingly on the same wavelength. Devo still had questions, however. "But how will you start? And who with? You've kept all this a secret from everyone so do you even have any volunteers for this procedure?"
Arke smiled broadly. "Well, I have one." he replied, giving his student a stare that made the fox's ears twitch nervously.
"Me!?" He pointed to his own face. "Hold on, I never agreed to help you with this! And why should I help, anyway?"
The white wolf frowned and spoke in a disapproving tone. "Do you really have a reason not to help? There really isn't any negative consequence to come from this, Devo. You will be helping to create a new race, and you will be improving yourself in the process. Besides, for the initial hybridization a physically suitable subject is required, and as a warrior mage-in-training you fit the bill quite nicely."
Devo still wasn't convinced. "But taking the blood of another creature and using it for your own purposes is just plain wrong!"
Brena's telepathy sounded in Devo's mind. "It is my blood to offer, and I offer it willingly. You should learn to trust your mentor better, young one. He would not be doing this if I did not allow him so. Besides, I do not have long to live anyway. I will die in a matter of weeks from now, and I want to at least have some sort of 'children' before I pass on to the Ethereal Plane."
The sand dragon's soothing mental voice helped Devo to relax. That rich, deep voice full of confidence and maturity calmed him down significantly. Even though he had only just met Brena, he somehow sensed as soon as she spoke to him that she was someone he could trust. He looked up to face Arke again and asked "How does this procedure work then? Is it painful?"
Arke took that as a clear sign that the fox was now willing to help him and smiled brightly, walking over to his student and wrapping his arms around him tightly, happily licking the fox's cheek. Unlike last time, Devo made no attempt to withdraw from the wolf's embrace, although he still did not understand where this affection was coming from. With both hands on the fox's shoulders, Arke replied to his previous question. "No, don't worry. In fact, it should be quite the opposite. You see, for the hybridization effect to work fully, the subject has to be in a relaxed, pleasurable state. Therefore it's absolutely necessary that the subject is completely willing."
Devo raised an eyebrow, his mind now filled with some idea of why the wolf was being so affectionate with him. He had admitted to Arke before that he had a mixed sexual orientation, he found attraction in both females and males. However, he had never found such attraction in Arke before... at least he thought he hadn't. The wolf was pretty much a surrogate father to the fox, and incest was generally considered taboo by most races. Even though this wasn't technically incest as they weren't related by blood, Arke was still a good twenty five years older than the fox. He didn't look his age, Devo admitted silently. Even though forty five years old, Arke only looked about twenty six at the very oldest. Devo wondered what his secret was. Maybe the wolf had his own Fountain of Youth, or something ridiculous like that?
"Come on now, Devo." Arke cooed seductively in the fox's ear. "You can't keep secrets from me. I know you've been quietly admiring my body for a long time now." The fox couldn't deny it, although the idea of mating with his teacher was still quite disturbing. "Besides, this procedure doesn't require us to mate. All it needs is for us to be... aroused."
Arke had certainly done his homework, he was saying all the right words, pushing all the correct buttons, as it were. Devo blushed nervously beneath his fur as the wolf's hands explored over his body, realising he wasn't doing anything to stop him. He realised he didn't want to, he was actually enjoying Arke's delicate caress over his lithe form. He murred happily, not completely aware that he had. He closed his eyes slowly, losing himself in some sort of pleasured trance. What the fox had failed to notice was that several vents in the walls just above the floor had opened, releasing a thin mist into the large chamber.
Arke continued his ministrations to Devo's attractive body. He always did have an attraction to younger people. Not that he was a paedophile or something like that (although some would think otherwise), but he felt more comfortable around people below his own age. Even though Arke was middle-aged by wolven standards, he had a very youthful appearance about him. Apparently he possessed some kind of genetic abnormality where his body just aged slower than most people. This wasn't harmful in any way, in fact, it was quite beneficial. Arke seemed to stand out among people within his age bracket as he looked so much younger than they did, so he felt more relaxed among the younger members of the community.
As Arke's hands rubbed vigorously over Devo's furred chest, he breathed in deeply, taking in the scent of the fox's body mixed with the alchemically produced pheromone mix being pumped into the laboratory. His lupine member was now fully erect and bulging beneath his trousers almost painfully. He slipped one hand away from his vulpine companion's torso in order to unbuckle his belt and allow his trousers to fall to the floor, which was quickly being veiled by a faint pink mist. His other hand remained on Devo's body, but sank lower, gently over the fox's midsection and down into his pants, which apart from the gloves served as the fox's only clothing.
Devo growled with pleasure as his Master's hand paw gently fondled his crotch beneath his pants, his fox shaft rising out from its sheath and pushing against the fabric of his trousers. In desperation, the horny vulpine opened his eyes and brought his hands down to take off what little garments he was wearing. As he saw his clothes drop to the floor, Devo noticed the pheromone fog that was spreading over the floor of the vast room. He decided he didn't care, though. He was enjoying this too much to turn back now.
As Arke shrugged off his robe and ground his erect wolf phallus against Devo's rump, he wondered if maybe it was wrong to dope themselves up on pheromones for the hybridization? He quickly dismissed the thought, however. He was the one who created the formula and he knew he hadn't made it that strong. If Devo really didn't want to go through with this, he would have made his escape by now. Clearly the fox was willing to do this for Brena... and himself.
Devo's tail waved about in the air, a stupefied smile across his face as Arke continued grinding against his rear. The fox wasn't going to lie to himself any more; he did find Arke attractive, and he wasn't going to feel ashamed for it, either. Still, this didn't mean he wanted to be Arke's mate or anything. He didn't love the wolf quite that way. Besides, he hated the idea of keeping love a secret, and people wouldn't react very well to the idea of him being in an intimate relationship with a man who had practically raised him for half his life. Devo shirked off those thoughts and went back to focusing on the present, relishing the pleasure he was experiencing. He humped forward, pumping his cock against Arke's nimble hand paw, uttering pleasured gasps and grunts as he did so.
Then, he cried out.
The smell within the lab seemed to be getting stronger, and Devo's genitalia seemed to be throbbing intensely. It was almost painful, and the fox looked down to his crotch to find it swelling before his eyes. His erect shaft was visibly growing longer and thicker, and his furry scrotum seemed to be stretching out as well as the testicles within expanded, bloated with vulpine seed. Oh Gods, this feels incredible! Devo thought as his cock grew to a foot and a half long and six inches thick. His mouth hung open with shock as he gaped at his impossibly large, fat fox cock. His balls had grown to the size of grapefruits and felt so wonderful as they jiggled between his legs. He couldn't help himself; he bent down and opened his mouth, licking over the head of his bloated cock, moaning happily as his tongue took in the musky flavour of his meaty appendage.
Arke had stopped tending to Devo's cock as the growth formula mixed in with the pheromones began to take effect. There was work to do as well as play here. He carefully strode - or rather waddled, due to his expanded genitalia pushing against his legs - toward a panel next to Brena's tank. He looked into the tank to see that the sand dragon was enjoying watching Devo's erotic display as she was now on her back with a foreleg rubbing away at her draconic snatch, which dribbled copious amounts of fluids on to the floor of her tank. Arke was certain she would have liked to shove something living in there if she could, but with her lifespan reaching its end if she did that, her passenger would be trapped inside her when she passed and would surely die soon after. Were that not the case, Arke would have volunteered that he take residence in her womb in order to carry out his experiment. The two had spoken of that before and Brena had been quite fond of the idea, but had cried after remembering the harsh reality of her situation. Still, it couldn't be helped. At least Brena would be satisfied that her race would be survived in some form through this procedure.
Arke flipped a switch on the panel and a hatch opened in the floor of Brena's tank. Another hatch opened in the wall on Arke's side of the glass. "All right, Brena. It's time to begin the next step: fertilization."
Brena ceased pleasuring herself when Arke announced that they were ready for the next step of the experiment. She clumsily got back on all fours and shifted herself so that her soaking cunt hovered right above the hatch in the floor of the tank. She squeezed her eyes shut and grunted loudly as her loins distended, a round white bulge starting to push its way out. Despite what most other creatures felt during the birthing/laying process, the sand dragon actually seemed to be enjoying this. Obviously dragonkind had more pleasure receptors than other species. She roared with deep satisfaction as her moist passage stretched wider and the first egg dropped out of her snatch and down the hatch, rolling through the duct that led out into the laboratory. The egg tumbled out of the exit hatch where Arke was now standing and he scooped up the large egg in his arms. As Brena watched Arke take the egg over to the incubation cradle in the lab, her womb released yet another forced-grown offspring into her passage. Moaning in absolute ecstasy, Brena pushed her second and final egg out of her sopping cunt. It fell into the duct where the first one went and promptly arrived in the lab and rolled across the floor. She chuckled as she watched Arke waddle away from the incubator toward the egg, licking her lips at the sight of the wolf's tasty looking rump and sac. It really was too bad she couldn't take him inside her, but she was so old now and her time was almost up. If she took him inside, he would be in there for months, and unfortunately the sand dragon didn't even have a month left. She accepted that now, and she would face death with dignity. At least the wolf she had come to regard as her friend would be there to keep her comfortable in the days she still had.
Both of the alchemically-developed sand dragon eggs had been placed in the incubation cradle, which was running on overdrive. Time was of the essence now if the experiment was going to be a success. Resisting the urge to continue pleasuring his comically overgrown wolf dick, Arke waddled over to Devo and attempted to snap him out of his lusty trance. Luckily the fox was quite strong-minded so it didn't take tremendous effort to regain his composure. He accompanied Arke over to the incubator and they stood before it, their cocks fully erect and throbbing needfully.
"Master, will this take long?" Devo pleaded. "I really need to release, this is driving me mad!" The fox's hands grasped his swollen meat and slowly pumped the huge phallus up and down. Arke was having trouble controlling himself too, but he knew it wouldn't be long now. The incubator device had been enhanced magically and was working several times faster than such a machine normally would. After a few minutes the machine powered down, and seconds after it had, one of the eggs cracked.
Devo and Arke both watched carefully as the egg shook lightly, a small crack appearing at its top and creeping further down the shell. Suddenly its brother began shaking quickly, a crack forming on the lower half. The fox and wolf stared without blinking, eyes fixated upon the wriggling oval shells before them.
Suddenly, a few small fragments fell from the first egg, a hole now visible in the top of the shell. A small, elongated maw poked out from the hole, emitting a small, sweet chirp. Devo and Arke both smiled and said "Awwwww" as the infant sand dragon called out for freedom. As the two furs stared intently at the little dragon maw trying to escape from its entrapment, the other egg suddenly burst open, taking them both by surprise. Arke and Devo turned abruptly to witness a small, yellow-scaled reptile with tiny wings and blunt horns look up at them and chirp happily.
From inside the tank, Brena was watching everything. A tear fell from her cheek as she heard her baby's chirp and she smiled. She was also sad, however, as her baby would not be experiencing a long life as a full-fledged dragon. Still, she was happy in the knowledge that the lifeblood of her race would continue to flow.
A minute after the second-laid egg had exploded, the first-laid infant dragon had struggled its way free of its shell, the two winged creatures chirping happily at the furred faces of their hosts. The symbiotic instincts implanted into their genes awakened and they carefully crawled closer to the fox and wolf standing before them. Arke watched closely as one of them approached his engorged cock, and he turned to Devo. "Brace yourself, fox. This will feel pretty weird, but it shouldn't be painful."
Devo had a pretty good imagination and he had a feeling he knew what was going to happen as a small sand dragon placed its forepaws on the head of his fat fox shaft. He refused to blink or look away. The small reptilian creature flicked its forked tongue over the slit of Devo's cock, then suddenly plunged its head forward, stuffing its head inside.
Devo cried out as the small dragon's head pushed and wriggled into his cock. Arke was right, however. It didn't hurt. The fox was crying out in pleasure, it felt so good having a living thing pushing and squirming its way into his sensitive male sex. Crying out in orgasmic wonder, Devo fell back and landed on his butt, unable to stand with the intense pleasure pulsing through his body. The fox looked over to Arke as the wolf howled his own pleasure now, his dragon doing the same thing to him and probing deep into his thick lupine cock. That dragon seemed to be performing faster than this one, having already stuffed two thirds of its body into the wolf's throbbing meat. It wasn't long until it squirmed all the way inside, curling up in Arke's bloated sac. As it did so, Arke barked out loud and orgasmed, a thick shot of white cum blasting like a cannon shot out of the wolf's length. The lupine collapsed to the floor, exhausted, allowing Devo to focus on the dragon burrowing into his own cock. The infant dragon seemed to be taking its time with him, now only half way down Devo's meat pipe. The fox wasn't complaining though, this felt incredible. He wondered if he'd ever be able to do this again after today, it was certainly pleasurable on an addictive level. Before he could think any further on the matter - not that it was easy to think with a living creature trying to make a home out of your genitals - the small dragon ploughed deeper down Devo's thick phallus, its tail now the only visible part of it, the rest of its body forming a distinct bulge inside the fox's shaft, which the fox pressed his fingers against gently and shuddering as he did so. Moments later, the dragon's tail had slipped out of sight, its body curling up comfortably in Devo's scrotum. Devo wailed in ecstasy as he released the strongest orgasm of his life, a long plume of fox cream arcing out of his slit and through the air, landing with an audible splatter five feet away. The fox panted heavily, struggling to remain concious. The last thing he saw before fatigue overcame him was the grateful smile across Brena's muzzle. He heard her telepathic voice say "Thank you.", and then all went silent and dark.
Half an hour later, Arke had awoken from his afterglow. He still felt very tired and giddy, and his body felt strangely hot and heavy all over. He realised that the dragon symbiote was now spreading its essence throughout his body, transforming him. It would be some time before he would see any noticeable results, so in the meantime it was best that he rest as the changes took place. He preferred to do so in more comfortable surroundings, however, and was sure Devo would want the same. He turned around to find the fox sleeping peacefully on the floor. The wolf slowly forced himself to his feet and walked over to the sleeping fox. He gently lifted his student up off the floor of the lab and carried him with relative ease back toward the elevator which went back up to his study. Before walking out, Arke turned his head over to Brena's tank. The sand dragon was sleeping peacefully with a happy expression upon her face. She had every reason to be happy, after all. Her species would someday be reborn thanks to this procedure. He smiled and thought to himself Experiment successful, and he wondered if Brena heard him. He reckoned she did. With a satisfied smile across his muzzle and a sleeping fox in his arms, Arke strode out of the laboratory, wondering just what draconic features his body would be endowed with by the time he woke up tomorrow.