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The Isle of Kinoa - Part 6 By Luther

After what felt like miles of traversing half-collapsed rooms, winding corridors, and dead ends, they finally came to something promising. Natail, Phen, and Dragonien now stood in front of a tall stone door that blocked their progress. Anything put there to keep others out must be protecting something worthwhile. The dragon was just considering how to blast the thing apart without bringing the ceiling down around their ears when Natail gave it a testing shove. It yielded slightly and that obviated the need for anything riskier.

Between the strength of the three of them, the stone door grinded against the floor and eventually gave way to a darkened and vacuous space beyond. There was a little point of flickering light ahead, the dancing fire of a lit brazier set in what must be an enormous room. The flames revealed the corners of sharply sculpted walls and two great and towering fixtures flanking the room on the left and right sides. The trio found the nerve to enter and saw how the fire backlit the silhouettes of these fixtures, outlines illuminated to be the massive shapes of statues seated upon thrones.

Then those two enormous shapes began moving.

Well that startled them by no small amount! A great rushing sound of relieved sighs filled the chamber for a moment. Moving air bent and sputtered the flames for the briefest of time. The light of the brazier flared brighter and others --previously hidden by the darkness-- followed suit to better illuminate the room. A circle of welcome warmth was created by these self-igniting fire pits. Then the intruders could see them: statuesque but certainly not statues, definitely living and definitely breathing. The "statues" had taken a break from facing each other to look down at them.

It was easy to understand how they might have mistaken these figures for stone. They didn't remember the skin of these two being so vibrantly blue, it was definitely grey before. Was this some kind of magic, maybe? They looked to be lizards, only mountainous versions of them. Dark blue marked the tips of their snouts and the length of their tails they had draped across the armrests. The same color covered the frills adorning their heads, sweeping back like crowns and spanned by membranes of gold. The rest of their bodies were a range of polar blue colors, smooth and glittering. The starkest contrast was their brightly lit purple eyes which seemed to emit a light of their own.

It was difficult to tell since they were seated but either of them could have easily stood to become a staggering forty feet. In fact they looked so alike that one could easily call them twins, save for their most obvious traits: one was clearly male and the other clearly female. This much was incredibly obvious as the two bore their ample blessings with an unmistakable pride. And why wouldn't he be proud of that eight foot long monster that rested softly atop his orbs like pillows? Why wouldn't she want to flaunt those round breasts that almost reached her lap and a pair of hips wider than her shoulders? The pair of them regarded those below with a bemused expression and seemed to be waiting politely for them to speak.

At length, when the shock had worn off, the newcomers found their tongues.

"Who are you?" Dragonien asked pointedly.

"We wait here ... when we aren't having our fun," the imposing female answered. "We have names but I can guess that you're less concerned with those and more about what we'll do with you."

A short few seconds went by before the male leaned forward in his chair to better see the group.

"I am Skee, that is Skea. What my sister means to say is that we wait here because most everything has been said or argued about. That's how we like to explain it at least. Well, until someone new happens along and brings with them something new. Call it an opportunity."

They had a curious air about them, one that manifested in the way the moved and even in the way they spoke. It was as if they had originally come from far away and were strangers to this land in their own right. Then again, it was doubtful that anyone on this island was a true native.

"And that brings us to deciding what to do from here," Skee continued, tapping his finger against his chin.

"Champions?" Skea quickly asked her brother, looking up at him.

"Champions," the male lizard repeated in confirmation.

Phen piped up, hoping to lead the conversation. "Hold on a second, what you do with us is--"

"Now, we could reward you with more gold than you could count in a lifetime," Skea interrupted, which is easy to do when your voice is loud enough to drown out everything else.

"Or the prestige and fame of a dozen kings," continued the one called Skee.

"But when it all comes down to it ..."

"What good is any of that here, where one is worthless and the other hollow?"

"So instead we offer the only real currency this island has: size, strength, and dominance."

"Power, if you will."

"It's what you all want or else you wouldn't be here at all." "So let's make you work for it and see who deserves it more by giving you a taste."

The implication kept them all silent. Thoughts raced through both Phen's and Dragonien's heads. Natail had an idea what that might mean as well but shi couldn't help but see the wistful looks the faces of hir supposed allies. Likely shi was the only one who didn't like where this was going.

"Right then, shall we make this official?" Skee said and broke the silence. With a flick of his wrist he motioned towards the center area and the floor there dropped just slightly again and again, staggering itself to create and encompassing flight of stairs downward into what became a shallow pit. It soon became clear this was to be an arena.

Something flashed at the edge of this space, winking into existence. An ebony fixture, much like a plinth, had materialized at an equal distance between the seated giants. It held a spherical gem about the size of one's fist, translucent and colored a deep purple, its purpose unclear and ominous.

"I will take the first pick," announced Skee, tapping his chin in thought. "I like the look of him. I can see a hunger in his eyes and desire is very important. Besides, he's confident enough to walk in the nude like that." He pointed to Dragonien, whose ears flattened a bit at the prospect of being chosen for anything.

"What --me?" the dragon asked incredulously.

The only answer he received was another gesture. The gem on the plinth glowed for a moment. At once he felt himself lift off the ground, suspended in mid-air. Unseen currents carried him closer to the huge lizard for inspection. Dragonien tried to resist with his own magic but found himself unable; he just couldn't overpower it. Sometimes you find yourself lording over a group of horny ocelots who worship you like a living god and sometimes you find yourself in the clutches of something or someone much more powerful than you. That's life, eh?

"Yes... you'll do nicely to compete on my behalf," said Skee. Despite the fact that he was being spoken to, Dragonien could not keep his eyes away from the mass of flesh between his would-be patron's legs. His entire lap was consumed by uncontested masculinity, massive cock propped up by equally massive testicles. The former was soft yet it was as big as Dragonien's entire body! Looking directly at it was reminiscent of staring down the barrel of a ship's cannon. The dragon felt a small pang deep inside. Was it jealousy? He tried to hide it but, judging from the amused grin, he could tell Skee knew.

Skee snapped his fingers, ordering some invisible servant. The purple gem flashed happily in its vantage place over the arena in response. Before he could figure out what was happening, Dragonien fell back but caught himself on the ground, as if some great force or wind had impacted him. An incredible heat filled him and suffused his body. For a moment he was overcome with this sensation of his skin crawling and growing too tight for his body but then it relaxed as quickly as it came. He struggled in regaining his balance due to the disorienting sight of the ground receding. The dragon huffed in surprise, the rest of his body beginning to reject its previous size and rise to something greater. Taller and taller he was forced. His eight foot frame was replaced with a ten foot one to soon give away to twelve then fifteen. At seventeen feet tall, Phen's beak fell slack a little in awe. Every muscle in Dragonien's body flexed whether it wanted to or not and swelled along with the rest of him to give him the look of some mythic herculean warrior. Shoulders rounded, arms bulged, feet grew wicked claws and sank slightly into the dirt to crack the hard earth from the immense and fantastic weight of so much scaled beast.

A warmth had settled in his groin and it felt to be stretching. An undeniable lust was being forced upon him, he could feel it as his thick cock plumped and hardened to attention, seeing it rise in front of him and being filled with an unbidden need. At last the thing stood proudly, jutting at nearly four feet long --big as his arm! The increasing mass eventually slowed to a halt at a hulking twenty feet of draconic lust and power. He was at last left panting and shaking his head to clear it.

"Are you quite done?" said Skea. She clicked her tongue thoughtfully as she considered the remaining two for her own use. Neither of them had moved. If Dragonien couldn't stop their magic, they certainly couldn't. In fact, both Natail and Phen had come to realization that until now, they had not even considered trying to run. Why? Their thoughts felt ... fuzzy and sluggish. Every time the thought of escape appeared it was quickly shuffled aside or buried under another in some foreign influence.

"Her. I want her." Skea gestured, the gem glowed once more and this time Natail noticed it. Phen did not, she was too busy being tossed through the air. "My brother may be happy with just one tool but I prefer working with a full arsenal." The huge she-lizard eyed Phen's body in appreciation. "And you give me plenty to work with. Now to give you a fair crack of the whip at this ..."

The gem flashed once more to Skea's unspoken command and the yoshi saw this. Once is a coincidence but twice was a pattern. Phen didn't care. Her arms were spread wide open in welcome of the unseen energy. She braced herself and it flowed over her. The bird began to stretch as it filled her. Her thighs thickened and stressed her pants beyond their limits. Phen's clothing stood no chance against her, the tight leather burst open like a sausage casing to reveal those bright red legs and incidentally granting Skea a fabulous view of that luscious bird rump, tail feathers spread upward in cascading pleasure.

On the other side of the bird her newly freed cocks sprang into the open air. They wobbled back and forth above her balls, which grew dense as they rose higher from the ground, telegraphing their electric need for release to her brain. Those twin black cocks began to jump and stiffen. The dark leather corset she wore surrendered and popped open, falling to the ground in ruins, and exposing her swelling breasts, each twice the size of her head. They gently rocked back and forth as Phen swayed herself to and fro --all the better to feel each wondrous new growth spurt and overdevelopment as it came along. As a lady, she tried her best to maintain composure but she couldn't disguise the occasional moan that escaped her beak. Her body devoured every drop of magic that fell her way and she quickly rose in equal measure to meet the dragon's height.

This left Natail on hir own, a fact shi was quickly becoming aware of. Shi found hirself stepping backwards and immediately noted that shi once again had the agency to do so. Whatever spell had held Natail in place apparently had ceased when they shifted attention from hir to their new pawns. While others might have felt a bit of disappointment in not being chosen, shi was smarter than that. The yoshi figured that while the size might be nice, it could just be a temporary thing for their amusement. At the end of it all there likely wasn't anything good coming from their not-so-tender graces.

The gemstone they shared between them was the key; that much was obvious. With a few tenuous steps to make sure they weren't watching, Natail slipped behind the corner of the nearest rocky throne and behind Skea. Shi narrowly avoided the giant lizard girl's tail that draped to the side of the stone chair and swung gently back and forth in fascination. Natail stopped hirself from even breathing a sigh of relief at the fortunate miss. While there certainly was a spectacle set before their captors, shi did not want to draw any undue attention to hirself. One thing was certain: shi would make them regret ignoring hir.

The bird was finishing her growth at last --though far too early for her tastes. As it was regrettably slowing to a halt she turned her head back to Skea. "More, I want more!" she exclaimed.

"Hold on just a tick," the lizard said dismissively. "Want more? Then win."

"There, now you two are ready and filled to the brim with motivation," Skee announced to the room.

"No magic and no tricks, just pure assertion, wile, and stubbornness," his twin continued.

"The first one to surrender to their lusts and spill their seed loses."

"Winner grows larger and gains everything."

"Loser is taken by us ... as a toy."

"Let's see who lasts longer."

Dragonien had the longest to recover from the sensations. He didn't need to be told twice and acquiesced quickly: rushing headlong towards the bird to tackle her. Phen was just turning back from Skea to face him as he was on top of her. Despite her efforts to throw her arms up in defense, she just was not prepared to stop him. She was toppled back onto her ass, dragon following suit on top of her to hold her down.

"So ..." Dragonien said, looking down at her. "I can have all this and so much more and all I have to do is make the birdy blow her load?" He pressed her cocks upward to rest snugly between her breasts and bent his neck to open his mouth and run his tongue along one's length. Phen gasped, momentarily paralyzed by the sunbursts of pleasure exploding behind her eyes. As they would soon learn, the magic intensified every sensation. As the dragon worked his way up her second cock and wrapped his lips of its head, he considered the spoils he'd win from defeating what he considered easy prey. He imagined himself towering over everything, just growing and growing and grow--no, he couldn't lose himself to such thoughts, they might just send him over the edge!

"Oh bollocks, come on featherbrain!" Skea threw up her arms. "Fight back!"

Meanwhile, Natail was tip-toeing behind the braziers, quickly moving from fixture to fixture. Shi couldn't see what was going on from the limelight but shi could hear that the action and attention was still elsewhere. It was worth the fact that they couldn't see hir over the brightness as well and shi wouldn't cast a shadow in their direction. The yoshi glanced ahead at the now inert crystalline sphere. Shi knew it was the source of their power and shi was closing in! Just a little further ...

Back in the arena, Phen felt a new influx of strength: a gift from the one she ostensibly competed for. She made quick use of both it and the dragon's own distracted state. The bird reared back her legs, tucking into a ball, and placed those splayed feet squarely on the dragon's chest. Her leg muscles surged and kicked with all they were worth, sending Dragonien reeling backwards and allowing her to hop to her feet.

She ran up and thrust her chest at him, bouncing the already faltering dragon with her huge tits. Newfound energy coursed through her and drove her to take advantage of this new impetus. Phen grabbed hold of one of his wrists and twisted him around to face the other direction. The other arm wrapped around him and yanked him back and to the side, partly dipping the unbalanced reptile. Now he found himself in a compromising position: one arm behind him, one leg thrown in front of him to maintain a questionable balance on one foot as he was leaned backwards, supported only by the person who held him in place. What was worse, her maintaining arm slid downward and that hand gripped the base of his pounding shaft ... as if to prove that he could be made more vulnerable than he previously was. Phen wasted no time in sliding that hand of hers up along his length to coax a bead a pre from its head. Now it was Dragonien's turn to be stunned and betrayed by his own body. Back and forth she worked his member, pausing to smear his precum along it here and there, and chuckling at the discovery that he was thrusting into her hand in time with her stroking. His free leg was even kicking a little!

Meanwhile, Skee watched on as his proxy was practically being milked. The tremendous lizard heaved a sigh and placed his head in hand, shaking it slightly. "Bugger me," he muttered and extended a finger to point at the dragon, loaning a little magical power his way.

Dragonien bristled immediately and wrenched his arm free. He threw himself forward and free of her grasp. With his other foot firmly planted, he spun about to confront her, slinging precum in the process. Their balls were practically overflowing with seed at this point. Precum spurted from over-engorged and slicked cockheads, it fell to the ground, it shook with their twitching, pulsing cocks.

Both refused to cum first.

But how badly did they want to! How every motion was a blissful torment by now! They swiftly found themselves locked into a grapple as they tried to grab each other again, hands clasps together, trying to overpower one another. Their resolve was faltering. Though they were made immensely strong now, they were also mentally exhausted. It wouldn't come down to who gave out physically. Instead it would come down to who couldn't stand it, to who broke down and allowed the other one victory in exchange for the release their bodies needed --that their bodies were screaming for.

Still neither of them had came.

Each wanted to win but the desire to "lose" was starting to overtake that. Their muscles tensed as they fought to overpower each other. Even this action was sending endorphins rushing through their bodies. Dragonien shifted his stance to bring himself in closer to her until they were practically embracing. With their hips so close, those pounding pillars of flesh had nowhere to go but to rub against one another and the dragon found his own wedged between hers. The friction would soon put an end to this and he measured how quickly he could finish her against the risk that it might force him to cum. As they pressed in closer their shafts crept upward between them, sliding over each other, glistening as they painted themselves with precum and stimulation. Her breast-flesh pressed and flattened against his chest and filled the space between their arms as they grew closer. A moment of hesitation happened on both sides as they felt something new and both spared a glance down at her colossal cleavage. All three of their leaking cockheads were emerging up from between her breasts.

Resistance was quickly disintegrating.

At this point the fighting was just going through motions. Every moment that passed seemed less and less like battle. Struggle was no longer important. The only thing they really cared about was the singular space between them and the sexual gratification it could bring. For once, they started to work together instead of against one another. One began bucking their hips, the other soon followed, and those hyper-engorged shafts were pumping up and down through the tunnel made between her breasts. The bird was actually tit-fucking herself right along with the dragon. To them, all existence might as well be confined to there. Dragonien bit his lips and forced his eyes closed, fearing the display of her huge quivering tits might prove too much. The dragon's wildly throbbing cock was furious at him for denying release as long as he had. Her knees were shaking under the weight of having relief held back until now. Phen could feel something welling up inside. Those huge, bloated balls of hers were tightening and drawing upward.

She cried aloud from the under tidal wave of pleasure that washed over her. She thought she had lost. However, right when she could feel the warmth rocketing through her cocks she also saw Dragonien's erupting as well. He was gritting his teeth in surrender at last and she could see this... right before her vision was obscured by white. Triple jets of cum fired high into the air: to the sides, straight above, splattering both the steps around them and the ceiling above, dripping back down on top of them.

Someone turned their hips and the angle of the jets changed, the powerful gushing now firing onto their necks and chests. The mutual blasting caused them to back away from each other, both in reaction and the sheer force. Still under the onslaught of blissful climax, they staggered back. She dropped to her knees, blowing load after load in a V-shape onto the ground in front of her. He, meanwhile, fell onto his back and continued to empty his extremely copious balls. The thick stuff flew high over his head even as he panted and arched his back.

"Good show, dragon!" came a resounding cheer from the watching Skee.

"Why praise him? He came first!" contested his sister.

"No, yours did!"

"It was-- dreadfully close, I'll admit."

"A draw then?"

"Unfortunately another one. I knew I should have gone with... wait, where is the third one?"

A flash of movement up by the plinth caught the twin's attention. The crystal ball was removed from its place and in the hands of Natail who held it triumphantly above hir head.

"Now just be careful what you do with tha--" came a protest from one of the giants.

But shi was having none of that. The yoshi wasn't about to give them time to work their sorcery on hir. Shi threw it to the ground and it shattered into a thousand twinkling pieces which nearly instantaneously crumbled to purple dust.

"No!" the both of the yelled simultaneously.

A hellish light poured from their eyes, their mouths, and nostrils, blinding everyone in a great flare that flooded the room. Their bodies spasmed in indescribable pain and they were thrown back into their seats as fire erupted from their skin and--

And then laughing.

The flailing stopped, the light sputtered and flickered out, the fire died, and everyone could see that the twins were laughing, having lost their composure.

"I'm sorry --I'm --I can't keep it up." Skee said between gasps for air. "Whew! No, we're fine. We're just having a joke at you."

"Only kidding. It doesn't matter who wins this little proxy battle," now Skea dropped the ruse. "It's always a draw anyway! What matters is that now we know which among you is the most clever and opportunistic ... and clever pets make the best toys."

"So we'll be taking the yoshi for ourselves. You two are free to continue on."

Phen and Dragonien were left quite obviously confused, once they recovered from their ordeal that is. There was a green flash of light and Natail was gone. A silver chain hung from Skea's fingers and attached to the end was a crystal bauble. The two had to squint to see it but, as they rose to their feet, the two former adversaries could spy a miniaturized Natail trapped within it.

"Yes, we lied and tricked you," said a smiling Skea. "That's how things work here. But look on the positive side: now you're much better ... equipped to handle what's waiting for you!"

"Or maybe you aren't," Skee added. "Those could just be larger throbbing weaknesses between your legs. Guess you'll find out!"

"But you're free to continue onward. You'll find the exit that way," Skee pointed. "And do say hello to dear Barbas for us."

The darkened far wall erupted into illumination as a pair of fires sprang to life on either side of an impressive arched doorway, gilded in jade stone. At the apex of the thing loomed a trio of fiendish looking heads, bearing qualities of the goat, the panther, and the serpent respectively. The archway would have been enormous in construction to them before but now it was just the perfect size.

Turning back from the momentary distraction, they saw no trace of the twins. Their thrones now stood empty. The braziers that ringed the arena were beginning to dim and it was clear they were being ushered along. Silence.

"Look, I don't know about you but I don't want to face whatever the hell this 'Barbas' is alone," Phen said.

Dragonien nodded, albeit a bit coldly, and the two of them pressed onward ... after pausing to clean up a little.