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Author's note: This story contains sexual situations between two males. If this his either offends you, or is illegal in the place in the world you lie in, please do not continue reading any further. The author assumes no responsibility of the reader's desire to get off while reading this story, or the mental anguish or legal responsibilities of those who shouldn't read any further than this.

Special Note: The names of those in the text are not the actual names of the owners of the characters indicated. The interests and situations of said individuals, or their characters, may or may not actually correspond to the following story, and it should be kept in mind that this is a work of fiction.

Aftermath of Nature-Mass: Here be Dragons

Written by Alden Gilchist

"... been two years since the mass disappearance at Orion University. No one has seen-"

"Oi, Palindals!" a small demon called out as it flew towards him with its tiny wings somehow barely enough to keep it aloft, "Yew watchin' whut yew and Sultalin did on the hooman's tele-thingy?"

"Tele-vision," the brown demonic werewolf incubus groaned as he rolled his eyes at the small imp after looking at him, "and yes, Phal, I'm watching news about the event. Poor, pitiful humans... can't figure out where everyone's gone. More importantly than that..." He waved his hand, and the image of the news that he was watching vanished as he turned to face him, "Has master Sultalin made preparations for the rite to create a gateway between Lord Naxthar's realm and this world?"

"Eh? Yeah, 'e 'as, gov, 'cept 'e's missing a crucial ingredient, and we've no souls to trade to da merchant Xinyat since we got dem otha' tings."

"Wonderful..." the wolf murmured as he placed a clawed hand upon his face before asking, "What's the missing reagent...?"

The imp grinned widely and said, "Oh, heh... yew's gonna love dis 'un, gov. Turns out his lordship needs Virgin's Tears."

Palindals's ear perked at the ingredient. A wicked grin crossed his muzzle as his demonic markings lit up. "Oh really? Well then... I don't suppose he'll mind if we make a virgin disappear so we can get some tears then. Of course, by the time we're done with them, they'll not only will they not be a virgin anymore, but the master will have a new pet for his herem of furry men. But we mustn't do it anywhere near this place. Don't want to attract attention. Say, let's hit up the east coast of the US. I'm sure we can find a few there."

"'Ow will yew ya know where ta look, gov?"

The werewolf brought his hands up to his muzzle, and they started to glow. As his cocktongue, now glowing, slipped free of his maw, dripping ample amounts of precum, he replied, "Trust me, if Sultalin can know a virgin just by looking, I should be able to do the same. All I got to do is follow this to our victim..."

*

Scott moaned out lewdly as he pleasured himself. His hand slid up and down his cock as he bounced upon the toy that was stuck on the bottom of the bathtub due to the suction cup on it while the water from the shower flowed down upon him. That thought in his mind of his lover drove him to this while getting ready for bed, leading him to this situation in the shower. His world felt as if it had exploded the moment his orgasm hit, blasting several ropes of pearly white cum against himself, though it didn't last long as it was washed away by the shower.

After catching his breath, he sighed with satisfaction as he stood up, the dildo shaped like a dragon's phallus sliding out of his ass. Once he had finished bathing, Scott got out of the shower and checked his online messages from the furry websites he frequented, checking to see if there was anything new, especially about his boyfriend's fursona. Sadly, there was not, thus he put away his toy and fell asleep.

His sleep, however, was disturbed by an unusual dream, something he had been seeing for some time now. However, this was the first time that it seemed like he was able to make any sense out of it. In it, he saw something or someone, but now he had an idea what it was: a demon. Not just any demon, but one associated with lusty intentions. Something about it called out to him, an unnatural attraction for it, yet he knew not why before he awoke to the sound of his alarm clock. Angry with it, he hit it and knocked it off the counter. Sitting up out of bed, he groaned as he looked down at his raging morning wood, then scowled.

"God damn it...! Why'd I have to wake up now when I thought I was able to learn something!"

Getting up, he made himself breakfast and got ready for the day, putting on a t-shirt for a local rock band before slipping into some skin-tight jeans that showed every curve of his ass and crotch quite nicely to anyone who may have been looking closely. However, upon looking at the nearby calendar, he realized he was off today. He sighed disappointedly as he decided that at the very least he'd go for a walk. The blond haired, blue eyed boy stepped out of his apartment building and out onto the busy streets of Manhattan.

*

"Oi, gov, didn't yew say yew could find ah virgin just by followin' yer-"

"Shut it, Phal," Palindals growled as the two hid in the dark alleyways of the streets of New York, "It looked easy enough when I watched him do it. The sad part is that I told him I'd come back with one, so now I got to follow through." He took a few steps towards the streets bathed in daylight before he said, "Wait here. I'll return shortly. I'm going to have a look around."

From out of the darkness stepped Paul dressed in a business suit. His appearance was a bit younger than before he was changed by Naxthar. His gray hair was restored to their formal brown color, nearly matching his fur when he was in his true form. The suit he wore was black with a red dress shirt and black tie, making him appear as if he were some upscale businessman, or a pimp depending on where he was in town. Still, no one would recognize him from his old life as Paul just by looking at his clear, unblemished skin.

After he had walked around the city block, he began to wonder if he had wasted his time coming to this city. After all, it stunk of corruption, something he wouldn't mind mingling in, but there was hardly a sense of innocence in the air. Narrowing it down would prove difficult. As he was turning around to head towards the alleyways, he bumped into someone.

"Hey, watch it!" the street bum grumbled as he walked past him.

Paul grinned to himself as he realized that the bum actually lifted off of him a wallet he had been wearing. Truth was though that he cursed it, and anyone that stole it end up committing lewd acts in public. The thought was enticing... until he saw that someone who was nearby was staring at him.

"Hey kid, your eyes are stuck. Need some help?" he asked as he cracked his knuckles, the fighter in him causing his blood to boil.

"You... You're not..."

"Speak up, kid," he said as he started to approach him. "Cat got your tongue?"

"No, it's not that, it's just..." Paul paused when he saw this blond haired kid blushing at him, "Well, I-I think I should... go..."

"Wait," Paul said, suddenly grabbing his arm, "If you can't say it aloud, then come over here." He pulled him aside into the alley and said, "Now what is it?"

"It's... it's just that..." he stammered, trying to gather his thoughts as he held his hands in front of himself, his hands actually covering his crotch that was clearly showing he was becoming aroused, "Y-you remind me of someone I saw in a dream I've been having lately."

"Really?" Paul said with disinterest at first until he smelled the arousal, which then piqued his curiosity before asking, "What kind of dream?"

The boy looked around before he said in a hushed tone, "You're not human, are you?"

Paul scoffed as he laughed a bit, but internally, he was shocked, as he replied, "What are you talking about? I'm a busy man, so-"

"No, really, I can see it... somehow... To me, I see a demonic werewolf, yet I don't know why. It's just..." He blushed even more before he said, "sexy is all..."

The demon was shocked. A human could see what he really was? Was his magic flawed somehow? But wait, no... He was shapeshifted. No one should even have a hint of his true nature.

Paul cleared his throat as he adjusted his tie and said, "As entertaining and flattering as that was, I think you're clearly mistaken."

"No, really I-"

"Why don't you tell me where you live? I can drop by later on and we can discuss this further. I do have a busy day, and I have to take care of some things." He moved closer to him and groped the boy's crotch, "But first, what's your name, kid?"

"S... Scott, sir..." he barely was able to say after the person he was speaking to copped a feel of his groin, his cock getting harder from the grope. "I... I live at-"

"Oh, don't worry, Scotty," he said, leaning in to kiss him on the lips passionately for a moment, allowing a small bit of magic he had prepared in advance to track others to slip into him. "I know where you live now... I'll be certain to stop by later, so why don't you go home, hm?"

As Paul walked away, Scott was breathless for a moment before his senses came back to him once the man was gone. He then suddenly realized this his crotch was fully exposed through the zipper in his pants, not even realizing that whomever that guy was had unzipped his pants and pulled out his package in full view of anyone who may have been in the alley with them. Quickly stuffing himself back into his pants, Scott, now red as a beet, returned home, both embarrassed and oddly turned on.

The moment he was back in his apartment, the boy locked the door behind him then quickly stripped out of his clothes. He had to cum. Badly. His balls ached and begged for release for some reason. However, as he passed by the nearby mirror, he froze. What he saw was something that made him disbelieve his eyes. It looked like his dream was come true. A demonic looking werewolf, something so fearsome that could tear a man apart with ease, was reflected in the mirror. Bright red runes of demonic origin glowed brightly under its brown fur as its tail wagged back and forth like an canine would, but that was not the things that drew his attention. From its sheath was not one, but a pair of canid cocks, blood red and literally oozing precum down them. From the creature's muzzle was another rock hard phallus, as was one from the beast's tail tip.

The next thing that happened blew Scott's mind. The mirror rippled like water as the beast stepped through it. It was real! It was now actually standing inside his bedroom! The creature looked around his room, eying the magnitude of pornographic artwork of anthromorphic males in sexual positions, some of them shooting their loads into or onto another.

"My, my, Scotty... You're such a naughty boy, aren't you?" it said to him.

Shuddering at first, he finally managed to say, "Y... yes... Yes, I am, sir..."

Stepping towards the boy, he gripped the throbbing shaft that protruded from the shaved groin, leaving the skin there completely smooth. This made Scott shiver and moan with a need he never felt before, not even when he was with his boyfriend. He wanted, no, needed to be with this demon.

"And so... What do you desire, Scotty?"

"I... I desire you, sir..."

"I see... though I sense you have another desire, I am, however, willing to grant you this one, but I need something first."

"O-of course! Anything! Just ask!"

Palindals grinned widely before he said, "Tell me... Do you know of any virgins? I would prefer a male, but if I must settle for a female, it would have to do."

"What? I.. I don't-"

"Well now, that presents a problem for you, now doesn't it, Scotty?" the demon chided as he removed his hand from the boy's cock. "That's the reason why I'm here, but obviously you're not one. You smell of gay sex... from at least a month ago. I take it your boyfriend doesn't live with you, hm? Such a shame. I could help make it to where the two of you are living together if you would give me what I want."

"I don't know of any virgins, sir, but," he paused for a moment and then said, "I do know of a place where those who pledge themselves to worshiping god would go to begin training as nuns and priests. Surely there are virgins among them."

Palindals frowned. True, there was a very good chance that there would be virgins there, but the risk of exposure was great, not to mention that human priests would have the power to harm him significantly. This wasn't something he would take lightly.

"I'll tell you what, Scotty. I'll go take a look at this place, but in the meantime, I want you to sleep."

"Sleep?" he asked, confused, "But I don't... feel... t..ir...ed...?"

Scott collapsed under the demon's spell, falling into his arms before being placed upon his bed. A second spell was cast on him, making him see lustful visions in his dreams, yet even if he were to cum while passed out, the spell keeping him asleep wouldn't break, giving him more than enough time to go check this place out and return at his leisure. Satisfied with what he had done to the boy, Palindals drew a demonic seal upon the floor near the mirror in his own corrupted seed before he returned to the mirror, teleporting away from the apartment.

*

Night had fallen on the city, and the downtown shut down for the day. All those that had been brought into the fold were tucked away in bed asleep, save Father Lance Quinton, the head of the abbey. He lit some candles for the various saints before lighting one signaling his own prayer. Looking around, and making sure that there was no one around, he took a bottle of wine with him back to his private chambers.

Once he was inside, he locked the door then opened the sacred wine, and once it had a moment to breathe, he downed a drought of it before walking over to his desk. Upon sitting down, he opened a locked drawer, and from under a secret panel, he pulled out a dirty magazine with lewd, gay porno pictures in it. The wine went to his brain as he became aroused, opening his robes and pulling out his hardening cock, stroking it as he looked through it.

Unbeknownst to him Palindals had entered the room. The demon watched as the older priest was engaging in such sinful ways for one of the cloth, making him grin with utter glee. Had Father Quinton not fornicated, much less committed other sins, such as robbing the virginity of some of the youth in secret, the abbey would have been purified against demonic intrusion. This was the lucky break the incubus needed. And he would capitalize on it, especially since he tainted all the wine bottles before the father returned to his chambers, ensuring that he would have power over all who drank from any of them.

Slowly, he made his way over to the priest who was in the middle of a furious session of masturbation, then without warning, he was spun around to face the demonic werewolf. Though normally he would've been stunned, the tainted wine drove him to lust after the pair of cocks from its groin shoved against his face. The next thing he knew, he was bobbing his head along one of them, the other rubbing against the side of his face and head, leaking ample amounts of pre onto him before a load of tainted cum was blasted down his throat and onto the desk behind him.

"Strip, priest. Then present yourself."

As the priest did so, an odd change began to take place in him. Upon getting fully nude, his shaft had changed from its original human form to that of a bull's. His appearance also began to change after his age began to revert, making him younger again as he sat down on his desk before the demon's twin cocks plowed into his ass. He didn't even have time to yell as his mouth was filled by the incubus's cocktongue, and before he knew it, the creature's tailcock was shoved into his ass as well. Father Quinton was fucked mercilessly each time the incubus came from any of the four cocks shoved into him, his body was changed forever. By the time he was finished, Palindals had transformed the priest into a lusty minotaur, the hooves damaging the floor boards in the room from where he sat on the desk.

"Slave, you now serve your desires. Your body now contains what it needs to turn anyone here into a lust crazed slave to you. You shall corrupt the rest of this pathetic excuse of a house of the gods just for the sake of your desire. Understand?"

"Yes, master," the minotaur spoke in a low voice which bellowed only within the room.

"Good, now, before you begin, you will bring me an uncorrupted virgin quietly. Be rough with them after they're brought here, and force them to cry. Once I have their tears, then you may fuck the daylights out of them before you move on to do as you please."

*

Scott awoke to find that he was still nude, but no longer within his apartment. He was within a wide open space in what appeared to be a forest. The air smelled of sex, nearly making him moan from the smell alone before he looked around and realized that he was bound to a flat stone, rock itself binding him down to it by his wrists and ankles. His lower half was exposed in such a way that any male could access his rear with extreme ease.

"Finally woke up, eh Scotty?" came a familiar voice. The brown demonic werewolf walked around in front of him and grinned before adding, "I got what I needed, so it's time for your reward."

"Where... are we? This is a dream, right? I'm not really awake. I'm asleep back in my place in Manhattan."

"You were asleep," came another voice, the speaker not visible no matter how he looked around. "You were in New York, but now.... Now you're in my little realm, which is part of my master's realm. You've met my servant, Paladin already, but you may refer to me as Sultan."

"Paladin. Really. Are you serious?" Scott questioned, keeping his laughter in check.

"Of course," Palindals replied, "What? You think we'd tell you our real names? No, no, no, that won't do at all. Any demon who has any worth wouldn't give out their real names to anyone, especially a human. Ah, but you're not going to be one much longer. Especially after our discovery about you."

"Discovery? What are you talking about?"

"After I brought you here, we did some divining about your ability to see my true nature while I was in human form. After all, we can't have humans being able to see our true nature. But then, we realized your heritage." The beast in front of him moved closer to his head and said, "You have mixed blood in you from ancient times. Part of your blood is that of a demon, but the other part is something much rarer, so rare we thought it was extinct."

After what felt like an eternity when there was nothing said, Scott finally asked, "What was it?"

A black werewolf, similar to the brown one stepped within view, making its way towards the lower half of the altar he was bound to. The appearance was a perfect match to his dream! This had to be the one he was destined to meet!

"Dragons," Sultalin stated with a huge grin, one that seemed impossibly as he was barely able to contain his excitement. "Your bloodline contains dragon blood. There were rumors that they mingled amongst humanity, but we never thought it was true. Until now that is."

The black werewolf's pair of blackcocks were now rubbing their constantly flowing precum against his anal ring. Scott moaned loudly, his own cock now starting to leak pre in anticipation for what was about to happen. The thick musk of these males, and possibly the others, if any, around them was making his head spin with anticipation for what was to happen.

"We intend to bring out your inner self. What it is that you truly are. After all, you gave me the final ingredient I needed to cast the binding spell to bind a section of earth to this part of my master's realm, allowing me free passage to and from Earth from a secret, secluded location. Of course... you don't have to accept this reward because once you accept it, there's no guarantee that you'll ever return to human form again. Also, you'll become my servant for eternity. Is that what you want? If so..." He teased his tight pucker with one of his two shafts, the tip starting to push through, but then quickly withdrawn, doing this multiple times as he forced the human to squirm needily before finally saying, "All you have to do is let me."

Without a moment's hesitation, Scott shouted loudly, "Yes! Yes, please! Please take me! Fuck me hard, sir! Fuck my ass and make me your bitch for eternity!"

That was all the black werewolf needed as Sultalin pushed one of his two cocks into the human's ass while at the same time, Palindals, who was near Scott's face, lowered one of his two throbbing dicks down to shove it into his mouth. The two began to fuck in unison, thrusting in and out of him at intervals, always ensuring that he was filled at some point or another with one of their thick shafts, the pre easing their constant entry into him as they began to chant words for a ritual that had been prepared in advance. Meanwhile, to keep his hands busy, they placed their tailcocks up into his hands, allowing him to stroke them as best he could while bound upon the altar.

After a few moments of thrusting, each of the phallus's in and around him began to cum, not only flooding his insides and his throat, but also spraying lots of corrupted, demonic seed upon his body. The seed that splattered upon his body began to turn into demonic runes that not only dried quickly against his flesh, but started to glow with power as well. The two never stopped thrusting, however, as they continued their chanting of the ritual. Spray after spray of cum fired upon his body, and more runes appeared as his body finally began to show signs of change.

Scott's skin lost its smooth texture as it started to become leathery. Plates like spots began to form, and as they interlocked to form scales, the runes that were already upon his body began to shine through. The scales then started to take on a bluish pigment while parts of him, such as his chest had bleached completely white as his body began to grow. The altar, miraculously, actually seemed to adapt to his growing form, and also allowed for his tailbone now pushing free of his lower half to slide down freely, forming a long thick tail. His ears disappeared as face pushed outwards into a muzzle, now more easily taking the cock constantly pumping into his maw. Pain formed within his head as nubs appeared, and from those nubs, horns had begun to push outwards, then forwards as his eyes turned green and changed to resemble that of a reptile.

As the changes to his body began to finalize, his cock, which had added to the mess of cum that had been bathing him, began to sink into his body along with his sack. After waiting a few minutes, the two werewolf incubi raised their hands towards his crotch as they chanted louder, their hands aglow with dark power. Moments later, a throbbing hard draconic cock with a huge knot at the base began to push free of the slit that had formed in place of where his package was at originally. Pain stung him down there as well for a moment as the rest of his genitals pushed free as well, a scaled covered ball sack and sheath at the base of his shaft protruded from the slit. Within moments, the slit closed itself around his man parts, forever keeping them exposed to the outside as the two ended their chanting and lowered their hands.

However, the two were not done, as they took their tailcocks and the second cock tip that hung outside their sheaths and shoved all of them into his ass and muzzle, fucking him fast and hard, leaning over his body to lick at his draconic dick with their cocktongues, smearing a mixture of pre and cum along it. The markings upon Scotts body had originally been glowing a normal white color, but now were shifting colors from deep purple to bright pink, and began to emit low levels of electricity, enough to intensify the sexuality of those around him. He was in heaven. Bathed in his new masters' cum and being filled by them. His orgasm had hit again as he shot the biggest load of his life, his cock spraying cum almost like a fire hose as the two werewolves lifted up their heads and howled in bliss, flooding the new demonic dragon with so much cum that his belly swelled from the intense amount of seed.

As they finally started to pull back, Sultalin noticed that the dragon's tail tip had opened up, a tailcock dripping with corrupted seed as the ground under him was soaked in it. Palindals grinned as he knew even before he pulled free that his cocks were rubbing up against a cocktongue that was kept inside the dragon's muzzle. The two commanded the altar to release the newborn demon dragon who then got up and got down on his knees. He quickly began to worship the black wolf's midnight black cocks that stood proudly from his sheath, bathing them with his cocktongue. Sultalin knew they now had a faithful servant, one that knew his place, and would be a wonderful pet.

"From this day forward, you shall take on a new name," Sultalin said to him. "You shall be known as-"

"Scales, master," the dragon interrupted. "That is the name I use online back where I used to live, and that is the name I shall use. This way, none can ever know whatever name you wish to give me. But before I go on serving you, I want to make my boyfriend like me. He is also part of the fandom that many humans belong to. I'm sure you'll want to convert as many of them as possible."

The black werewolf murred as he petted the dragon's head as he said, "Then go, Scales. Bring your boyfriend here, and the two of you can live happily here as my personal pets."

"Yes master!" the dragon exclaimed and got up to hurry off to secure his boyfriend. The thought of making his lover like him excited him so much that his cocks began to cum all on their own. The picture he saw previously of his lover as a black dragon enticed him so much that now that he had the chance to make it true, nothing and no one would stop him from doing so.