Some Alone Time
Another short blurb piece about Ilorek trying out his transformation spells, and testing his hyper cock's new limits.
Some Alone Time
What a rough day Ilorek had just went through. He and the others had been spending most of their day practising with magic and trying to figure out how to elongate their lives. Ceylon had taken Ilorek aside and taught him a few things about transformation magic, and now that he was back at his nest, alone, he was ready to start practicing.
But he wasn't planning on just practising, he was planning on testing his limits.
He looked over the side of the nest to the cliff face down to the splashing waves. It was time to get to work.
The hippogryph knelt down and spread his legs, rubbing one hand on his wrinkled sheathe, his talons tugging on the loose flesh. There was a bed of moisture deep in his folds, a leak from his sheathed cock, which he was urging out with a sensual rub. His rubbing talon was aglow with a blue haze as he concentrated the combination of magics that Ceylon had taught him to transform.
Instantly he could feel his folds engorging. It wasn't a filling with blood to swell, but it felt like the flesh was actually expanding and thickening. The folds got thicker, lessening the wrinkles as the velvety skin stretched out. As the flesh swelled, he felt his flacid shaft fold outwards, exposing one inch at a time as more was exposed to the misty cliff air.
He felt a gentle tingle travel up his spine as he tickled the emerging glans, using his talon to pry away the last fold that covered it. The talon slipped in between the soft wrinkles easily thanks to the excessive precum that was moistening the last six inches of his member. He wrapped his hand around the glans and began to rub up and down his length, focusing what bit of magic he could concentrate on directly into his dick.
As he watched, his 16 inch dick grew both in girth and length. It ballooned out to go from only three inches in diameter to almost six, the flare expanding on one lobe then another until its proprotions matched the growing girth of the rest. 20 inches, 24 inches and growing. He coudl feel the branches and feathers dragging beneath it as it grew. Bits of flesh bulged out before the rest of the girth caught up with the expansions.
26 inches, then 30 inches and thick as his leg, and still growing! He used both hands to try to wrap around the entire girth, but this clawtips were still an inch apart around the underside! Once his length got to be 36 inches, three feet and as long as his upper thigh, he released the magic to leave it, at what he felt was good enough.
Slowly, he began to use both hands to stroke up and down his slick, lubed length. His talon flesh slid easily over the wrinkled length, sending shivers up his length and into his belly. He reached over his semi-engorged flare to insert one claw into his cumslit and found that the hole was stretchier and more open than he was used to. He could finger his dick, but it almost felt like he could get fucked in it!
Curious and eager, he reached amongst the bundle of sticks he called his nest to grab at his set of anal beads. One hand still firmly on his cock, he used the other to guide the smallest of the beads into his cumslit, a gasp escaping his open beak as the bulb popped in.
One after another he forced them in, each one bigger than the last. As he pushed them in his free hand kept gently stroking his member and he could feel the bumps inside. Deeper he pushed until only one of the dozen was still poking out, and stroking himself was like running his fingers over a table of marbles. The pleasure caused his entire upper body to tense up, the pressure pushing on the beads and forcing them out. There was a series of gentle squirts as each bead was ejected from his tight passage with a splash of precum.
"oooohm!" he cooed before ramming the entire length of the toy back inside, the rippled nature of the toy forcing a powerful, low frequency vibration to bolt from his flare and into his balls.
In and out the toy was forced, pushed in deep then pulled almost completely out, the amplified sensations bringing the equine-avian hybrid near to climax. He kept his stroking hand on his cock while he raised his other to guide magic at his low-hanging sack, bulging out the orbs between his legs. The added mass translated directly into the wave of cum that exploded from the end, forcing itself past the beads and all over the sticks of his nest.
The creamy fluid kept pouring out of his swollen flare, making a gooey mess of his bed, forcing the toy out in a puddle of cream.
Ilorek heaved over himself, soaking his foream hair in the cum as his cock shriveled up and folded itself back into his sheathe.
Theory proven!