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Double the Fun

Warning: this story is intended for readers 18 years of age or older for adult and other extreme content. You have been warned.

This story contains the following: Magic Use, Hyper, Spit-roasting, Oral, Double Penetration, Belly Bulge, Slight Inflation and Overall Kinkiness. If you do not like some of these things then stop here.

Dyyor (Die-or) is a Drake-class, Western Dragon with dark-brown scales, dark-green spots and a red, Mohawk-like mane. His mate Jadine is a black and white wolf with blue and orange bi-color eyes Yin Yang symbol on her forehead. For several days Dyyor has been planning a surprise for Jadine, and he thinks he finally has it down.

The sun was beginning to set on another hot day; the recent heat wave had caused many of the wildlife of the forest to take shelter in their shady dens. One such creature was a black and white wolf; she shuffled towards her home after a more or less successful day of hunting. Jadine yawned as she passed through the entrance, for the past three days her mate had denied her entrance to his cave, claiming to be working on a surprise for her. What could he be doing? she wondered, batting a stone back to its assigned pile, Whatever it is, it better be worth the wait. She slumped down and continued to brood about her 'exile', soon; however, she heard a, ringing?

Getting up quickly, Jadine ran to the entrance to her den to find a Messenger Bell, a quaint spell Dyyor had whipped up that sends a bell ball to a given recipient and deliver a message. It was floating in front of her, waiting for her 'signature', she bumped it with her nose and it began to glow a bright green. An ethereal orb burst from the bell and took the shape of her mate is a reclined position; it was almost as if he was mocking her with that pose. The spirit-form began to speak, with a hint of vibration, "Greetings my lovely wolf, I trust these three days have treated you well." She glared at him, tempted to smack it with her tail and end the message there.

"I suppose not, but don't you fret, the surprise I have been making is ready for you now. You can come to my cave anytime you desire, included with the Bell is a little dash of Placement Ash. Just blow the pile of ash and you will be transported to the entrance, I will be waiting for your arrival." With a suggestive wink, the spirit disappeared with a poof and the Bell dropped to the ground while opening up to reveal a small pile of dust. Jadine eyed the item with caution, she was always wary about her mates 'experiments'. The last she heard about this Ash, it had caused poor Kurai to phase under the ground, she dug for an hour before he could emerge.

She lowered her head and blew a gentle gust into the pile, sending the particles flying and taking the shape of a portal. I guess he improved it since then, she mused with a smirk and stepped through. The realm she had entered was closed off by a tunnel of swirling dust, the energy she felt here was unsettling and made her very uncomfortable. She made a point to trot through as fast as possible and found the exit, practically jumping though. Slowly opening her eyes Dyyor's cave came into view, along with her mate waiting patiently for her, "Hello there, my beautiful huntress." he chimed. Scowling at him, she shook her head to get the ash out of her fur, "Couldn't you make that spell less... icky feeling?"

"Sadly no, it only works because you pass through a realm of the dead, specifically the realm housing victims of volcanoes. Not sure why, but it only works when it is attuned to that one, sorry." He walked over to her and nuzzled her side, murring under his breath, "So, are you ready for your surprise?"

She perked her ears at the word and stood there for a moment, then nodded "This had better be worth the three days I couldn't see you, a girl has needs you know." He chuckled and turned around to lead her inside, "I think you will find it most 'satisfying'." As they walked along the entry hall he hummed a little tune, she could swear she had heard it before but couldn't remember from where. He glanced at her once the tune was finished and smirked at her mentally squirming with her memory; he hoped she would recognize it; after all, it was a song he showed her ages ago.

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They finally arrived at the west wing; he had only shown the large room to her once and explained how it was usually used for meetings between dragons. The cavern was vast, furnished with large lounge couches and century's worth of ancient artifacts scattered throughout in display cases. Jadine gaped at one artifact in particular, a huge mirror hanging from the ceiling. The mirror was circular in shape and tinted a bronzed orange; the glass was set into silver with topaz and emerald stones embedded into swirled designs. "Behold, the Gemini Mirror, legend says whoever looks into their own eyes and recites a certain incantation they will create a duplicate of themselves."

She looked at him with an expression of both understanding and confusion, "So, this is what you were doing, digging up some old mirror?" she felt a little annoyed with him, he just chuckled and shook his head "No, I spent the past three days digging up some old mirror, learning how to use it, and mastering it; the incantation was not an easy find either." He walked over to the mirror and gazed into his own eyes, then spoke the words "Silver glimmer and emerald sparkle, topaz emblaze and mirror reflect. Take this form that was once single and make it again, to this I will not object."

The mirror's frame began to glow a light blue and the gemstones produced small orbs of light that flew into Dyyor then traveled along his body. The light then collected in his eyes and burst forward into his reflection's eyes, causing it to glow the same as he did. Once the glow faded Dyyor broke eye contact and stepped back, his reflection not moving at all during this transaction, much to Jadine's astonishment. Then the reflection stepped forward from the mirrors surface, flat at first but then taking form after stepping onto the ground. Once the copy had fully emerged from the glass it shook its entire body and smiled at Jadine and then spoke, "You see? A perfect copy, I even have my memories up to the point of casting the spell."

"That is amazing!" she gaped, "But, wouldn't it be bad if the copy made more?" Dyyor just shook his head, "No, the mirror has a failsafe; the copy lacks the memory of the incantation itself." He strode over and greeted him with a low bow, as was the dragon custom when meeting a magical entity; the copy returned the gesture out of posterity. "You can go ahead and talk to him if you wish." Dyyor instructed Jadine, she complied and strode over to the copy. Looking at him curiously, she ended up bowing her head to mimic her mate; the copy returned the gesture as well.

After formal greetings were complete Dyyor decided to get down to business, "Now, obviously I didn't learn how to copy myself for no reason. I intend for us to have a little 'fun', if you are up for it." He stalked around Jadine and sensually stroked her back with his tail, she shivered and murred in response. "That depends, what did you have in mind? Nothing serious I hope." Dyyor winked at his copy, signaling the 'plan' was a go, the copy took his lead and they began circling her. They had a suspicious look in their eyes and it was beginning to make her feel slightly uneasy, the copy began humming the tune from earlier.

Jadine still couldn't recall where she had heard it from, but she was beginning to feel warm and wanting. The original of her mate got closer to her while the copy continued the tune, murring into her ear he whispered, "Tonight you will get to fulfill some of your deepest fantasies." He nuzzled into her neck, moving along her spine then back to her head, pressing his lips to hers and kissing her deeply. Their tongues moved forward to mingle with one another, twisting and curling around as the owners embraced lovingly. The copy finished the tune as they broke the kiss, panting heavily with a thin strand of saliva still connecting them.

Jadine wanted him so badly; the doppelganger took this opportunity to come closer to the two and caressed her as well, running his paw down her side. She shivered at the feeling of another strong paw touching her, her mind began to race and ideas flooded her thoughts of all the fun they could have. The air filled with the sounds of heavy panting, murrs and growls; the two dragons had fully engulfed the wolf in a loving embrace. She was being nibbled and kissed all over, a prisoner to their affections; the primal desire to fuck them was becoming unbearable.

Finally she had enough and tackled the copy, forcing him to his back and landing on his belly; she backed up to Dyyor and presented her vagina to him. He took the hint and ran his huge tongue up her slit, causing her to quiver in ecstasy as she moved her muzzle down to the copies already fully erect cock. She lapped at the head sensually, enjoying the moans and churrs she was receiving from him. Meanwhile, the original was beginning to get bolder and sticking his tongue into her entrance, working it around and savoring the slightly sweet aroma of her juices.

Jadine was getting rolling jolts off pleasure from her mate's tongue, "Oooh, yes, keep doing it just like that." She moaned, the copy used his hind legs to pull the originals' head closer, forcing his muzzle deeper into her folds. Dyyor let out a muffled moan as he continued working his tongue around inside her; Jadine continued lapping at Copy's cock, taking delight in his squirming. He reached up and gently pushed on the back of her head to signal he wanted more, she complied with a smirk and lowered her gaping mouth onto his length. The dripping cock fit snugly in her muzzle as she tried to avoid grazing it with her fangs; it was always a chore to fit over his huge member, but she tried as hard as she could all the same.

Copy's tongue was lolling out while he squeezed his eyes shut from the tight fit; in the meantime Dyyor had pulled his muzzle out of Jadine's pussy and was licking his lips. He stood up on his hind-legs and prepared to insert his own large, hard cock; it throbbed violently and dripped with an almost constant stream of pre. Jadine continued to bob her head up and down while watching him get closer until she could feel the heat of his rod hovering over her entrance. She pulled off of Copy, "Not just yet, let me turn around so He can have a go first," the original pouted and stood there for a moment. He eventually complied and lowered himself back to all-fours as Jadine backed away from copy to allow him to get back up. He stood up on his hind-legs and positioned himself for easy mounting; she raised her tail and turned her backside to him. While Dyyor circled around the two of them he could feel his erection getting stronger and hotter from watching the display, he stood in front of his mate and waited for the two of them to be ready.

Copy reached around her waist and pulled her onto his cock, grunting in combination with her gasping to make a singular sound to signify the tight fit. She wondered if she was even capable of doing one particular fantasy, she was so full and tight already; her resolve just intensified, deciding to go through with her plan. Dyyor brought his muzzle to hers and gave her a deep kiss, bestowing the _Siphoning_spell on her, "This will ensure your safety," to which she just grinned and grunted some more. Copy had her in a full doggy-style position by this point and was able to build up a rhythm of thrusts without hurting her, his partner moaning in thralls of pleasure.

Dyyor took this chance to rise up as well and place his own member in front of the wolf, whom gladly took it into her maw and sucked with new found abandon. Slowly but surely, she took more and more of his length into her mouth, feeling it poke and prod at the back of her throat as he began thrusting in time with Copy. The feeling was sensational, Jadine could feel Copy and Dyyor's cocks bulging out her belly and neck as one thrust after the other. It almost felt like a tug-off-war with her insides and she loved every minute of it, moaning around her mouthful and struggling to keep herself upright with the force of the two dragons.

They both started getting closer and closer to one another, bridging the gap and lifting their mate up off the ground. She found herself scratching at the ground and now fully supported by the twin dragon meats impaling her, going deeper and deeper. Copy was beginning to get close, his grunts and growls getting more vocal, but Dyyor wanted none of that. He reached over to Copy's shoulder and used _Siphon_to remove some of that energy and make him last longer, Copy calmed down and resumed his labored thrusts. Jadine in the meantime just hung there, unable to do anything past grunting, gulping and moaning around Dyyor's cock. Her mind was completely fogged and her insides were ablaze, the pleasure was so intense she never wanted it to end.

At this point Dyyor started pulling back, drawing his saliva drenched member out of Jadine's throat. He let it pulse and throb just out of her reach, chuckling as he watched her try to lap at it. Eventually she stopped and continued enjoying Copy's thrusting, "Why did you- huff- stop?" she asked. He lowered back to all-fours and started going around the two of them, "I need to get you two ready for the next phase and to do that I need to have a hand free, so to speak," he murred and traced his claw along her spine. She shuddered at his touch; her walls clenched tighter in anticipation, Copy responded by quickening his pace again.

Dyyor stopped next to Copy and grabbed him around the waist; he then proceeded to lift him up, Jadine in tow, and plopped him down on his back. "Oof, couldn't you have just asked!?" Copy exclaimed, "It's more fun this way, hehe." Jadine shook her head to clear her daze, but only found an equally denser cloud of pleasure upon realizing Copy had hilted her during the tumble. The bulge his cock made in her belly was throwing her into fits of orgasmic convulsions, her eyes rolling back in her head as she threw it up with a loud howl. Her vagina cinched around Copy's cock and through his mind into a cloud of ecstasy, Dyyor knew he had to work quickly. He ran around to get behind Copy, getting up on his hind legs and positioning himself below his cock, lining up to the wolf's already full vagina.

Upon making contact with Jadine's vagina, he cast the Rubber Transfusion spell on her, to make sure she could take his dragon-meat as well. He thrust slowly at first, just to get it started, once his head popped in he began building up speed. All the while Jadine was thrashing her head around at the amazing amount of pleasure she was experiencing from just the tip, getting fucked by one big dragon is something to marvel at, but two!? She stopped moving long enough to watch as Dyyor thrust deeper and deeper, watching her belly expand even further as if being inflated.

Copy just lay as still as he could, every now and then trying to thrust to keep up his level of pleasure and provide more room for the original. The added friction was making his head spin and his tongue lolled out, a steady river of drool pouring out. Dyyor kept his eyes closed and concentrated on getting his dick to go deeper, he was very close to hilting as well and he could feel his limit coming closer with every push. He was about three-quarters of the way in when Jadine writhed in pleasure again, That's two orgasms so far, amazing how she is still awake... he mused. "Hold on just a little bit longer, my beautiful wolf, you are going to be very full by the time we are done."

She just moaned in response, her head was so badly clouded she barely recognized what he said. Dyyor took that as a go-ahead and continued pushing, he reached around and grabbed Copy by the arm once he had fully hilted, pulling him more upright. Together they embraced Jadine and began fully thrusting in unison, in and out as one gigantic cock. Their mate was thrashing around from the shear amount of pure pleasure she felt, her vagina tightened and pulsed around them. Three, Dyyor noted, he looked at Copy and he nodded in acknowledgement.

Together, they twisted their necks around Jadine's; gently latching their jaws onto her neck, being careful not to puncture her skin. They then pulled their bodies in closer and hugged her tightly, speeding up their thrusts even more. Dyyor could feel his climax swiftly approaching, using some of that energy to regulate Copy's as well; he wanted her to have her fourth orgasm at the same time as they had theirs. Shortly after her third orgasm, Jadine managed to open her eyes again and look into Dyyor's eyes, "Do it, my big, sexy dragons; cum and fill me up!" she yowled.

The two dragons performed one last heavy thrust before removing their jaws from her neck and grit their teeth, letting out a monstrous roar as they hit their orgasms at once. They had completely hilted and their seed came bursting forth with incredible force, Jadine watched in amazement as her belly ballooned out. Dyyor and his copy hugged her tight and whimpered slightly as their orgasms continued; the wolf felt her fourth orgasm hit her body and rock her mind as she continued to expand. She shook violently and the waves of pleasure washed over her, she could no longer think straight and her body became limp.

Dyyor and Copy held her in place as they began to pull slowly out of her, letting cum leak out and pool up around them. They finally pulled out all the way and held her in a cradled position, their members softening and still dripping with seed. They kissed and caressed her as she slept, setting her down on one of the luxurious couches. Once they ensured she was comfortably resting, Dyyor turned to Copy.

"Alright, you know how this goes; you must go back to where you came from." Dyyor looked at the copy with a stern expression, he nodded in acknowledgement. "Yes, there can only be one of us after all. All magic comes with a price, and the mirror's cost is far too high for any creature to afford," he strode towards it, "I look forward to when we meet again." He placed his paw on the surface of the glass and pushed forward, it sank in as if it was water and the dragon began to vanish. He turned and spoke one final sentence before going to the other side, "Take good care of her."