Glood Together
Hah, get it, because goo? Right?
Glood Together
by The Brain of Lazarus
_ Inspiration drawn from_ here
Well, this was different.
It had been an interesting two weeks ever since Girei's "encounter" with Kyn, his beloved, though often fiesty, Charizard. No, that hadn't been one of their down time sessions where the young trainer tried to calmly explained it was important for her to listen to directions, of which would certainly ensure victory. No, it was more of an intimate kind of argument. As best as Girei could recall, a woman had emerged from her poke'ball home and essentially, well, fucked him senseless.
He gulped. That was such a stern, mean sounding word. No, she made love to his uh, face. Really angrily.
This had caused the young man to have second thoughts about perusing his career as a trainer. Kyn hadn't changed since the event, and how she'd been bearing such beautifully wide woman hips, curvy trim waist, mountainous bosoms and everything else, well, that was a mystery too. He couldn't just waltz around challenging others to fights now, what would they think of that? Word would spread, Girei concluded, and scientists would want to do all sorts of poking around, testing. They'd built an entire society on the structure of, well, fighting animals, what'd stop them from messing with the girls too?
Oh, girls. Plural. About that. Girei was watching Kyn again, sat on a lovely hill of lush grass that overlooked a quiet, tranquil lake. But she wasn't alone.
In his arsenal of caught creatures, Kyn wasn't the only dragon type Girei had come across. One was the unassuming Goomy, this unusual little ball of pink, purple and sticky goo that had cute little squeaks and liked to stick to things, where ever it could. Well not it, she. Oof. Girei could see the "she" now, all right. See Goomy had evolved, well into her final evolution, Goodra, which was a sly cross between dragon and slug, or something like that. Goodra had always felt and looked feminine, rather stocky and simple with her large hind legs but now. . .
Kyn and Goozi, Girei's uncreative nickname for Goodra, were fighting. Kind of. The taller big breasted Charigal' was looking quite pleased, clawed hands sunk on plump hips, her lolling, heaving breasts utterly smooshed and smashed against Goozi's own titanic tits. Yes, Goozi, much to Girei's recent alarm, had taken on that same womanly hybrid look, sporting the impossible hourglass figure with an outrageously big bouncy bottom and powerful, plump breasts, of which were in squished, locked combat with her dragoness counterpart.
Nips of searing pink and lovely dark violet were tapping and roaming over the other in little teases, erect nips touching and slipping over the other's massive breast, Goozi blushing and looking visibly frustrated. It had been that way for a little while.
Girei had Kyn out to let her stretch and play. . . partly because he was finding himself catching stares and glances whenever she'd lean over something. Then, in order, Goozi was next. Until she popped out like this. And Girei was. . . frightened at first but then consumed with intrigue. Perhaps Kyn detected this, perhaps she didn't like the fact there was another fat titted dragon gal in her proximity, so it looked as though the two were competing it out, or something. Girei could hardly tell, he'd tried to stop it. Sort of. But he couldn't help but watching those full, supple breasts jiggle and caress against each other. The care of wanting to know how this all specifically occured was lost in ample dragon cleavage.
"Girls, please. . ." Girls. Odd term to use.
"This isn't helping, or, I dunno, just, quit fighting!" Girei would say, glancing at the two. They didn't really regard him. Not at first anyway.
He was starting to blush. Goozi's body of purple and lavender was glistening quite nicely against the tickling sun, her motherly front wobbling and making nice audible 'smacks' as the fiery Kyn-front retorted with angrier shoves. They both grunted and 'harumphed' and all that and uh. No, he had to stop this. Somehow.
"You're both very pretty, you don't need to prove anything," he'd shout, pants kind of getting uncomfortable. Quick head shake. Was trying to not fall into hazy desires. He was a trainer, gotta stay cool, in control.
They both paused at that, glancing to him, Goozi bearing an expression like she'd been scolded and Kyn rolling her eyes. But they did stop. And they looked to each other. Back to him again.
Girei blinked. "What?"
Despite how their hips were and sumptuous those heavy breasts no doubt weighed, both were quick. Kyn had given a little flap of wings and darted to the trainer, knocking him to the flat of his back, her sudden rump straddling his thighs, wiggling, while Goozi looked over him, her smooshy bosoms nearly eclipsing his face in womanly bust.
"Guhmf!?" he grunted, looking at the two nervously. They appeared to have plans for him.
Kyn was ravenous, quite like before, and started to unfasten him below with swift tugs and yanks, tearing if need be, revealing bare boy legs as his youthful mast sprang vertical, quite aroused at the sights and attentions suddenly given to him.
"Gmmoo!"
Goozi had given a fascinated squeak, looking over that male rod with curiosity. Or was it need? She started to lean towards it, heavenly heaving breasts rolling over Girei's face in the process, nips going over mouth, supple flesh glistening like it was bathed in oil. Oil? Odd. Goodra's should be sticky, Girei reflected in portion, feeling his hot member hit the breach of cool afternoon air.
Kyn halted Goozi with a grunt, however, different plans in mind. Seemed she wasn't quite finished with her previous challenge, having stripped the trainer to satisfaction, but taking place on the left side of him. On all fours, plump puffy snatch of glistening dragoness snatch exposed as fat amber cheeks wiggled this way and that, she shot Goozi a leer, gesturing with neck to 'come over.' Goozi seemed apprehensive, more intrigued by the peach cock of human, but acknowledged, mirroring Kyn's posture.
With a little gasp, face flushed, Girei observed as those two, deliciously big bottoms smacked and suddenly smashed together, with his pike as the axis. He groaned, hands squeezing the grass as he watched this sight with utter bewilderment. Yes, the two had decided to smack and swat their big, full fat asses, the goliath cheeks pounding into the other, causing waves of fleshy jiggles to wobble the generous rumps.
"Gahhaaa!"
Oh gods he could feel it, he could feel their piping hot poke'pussies just utterly swollen and searing against the sides of his rigid inches, the clash of heavy amber Charigal plowing against the thick firm buttocks of light lavender Goozi. They trapped him, besieging his rod as the two full asses clung together, supple bottom cheeks wiggling and playing over the other, hot womanly nether mounds kissing and suckling against the twitchy, begging malehood.
He awkwardly raised himself to watch. He absolutely had to see it, it was impossible to resist. Goozi was arched, tossing her thick backside with jubilation, rubbing and caressing Kyn's equally sized bottom in reciprocation, tingling Girei's root with an assault of orgasm-inducing pleasure. Each mighty clap of hips and rump and thigh sent out loud, spanking claps, sweet to the ears, whilst their heavy, teardrop tits shook and bucked with wild bounces, each motion incurring generous jiggles all around.
Girei could feel the moisture of their cunny walls dripping against his rambunctious malehood, hot snatches seething with sweet honey tunnel delight. His hands were a trembling mess, reaching, seeking, going to the dual sets of female rear and clinging to rumps, scooping in handfuls and squeezing as rough as he could with his outsized hands. It procured little mumbles of approval from the pair, so he kept squeezing, groping, letting hands go over the scaly skin and the gooey, oil fat full ass.
It seemed like the two were working in tandem now, forgetting their squabbles and trading large, slick strokes. Where Kyn would sink her sumptuous hips, Goozi would rise, pushing against the inches of trainer cock, the rebuttal of Kyn's forceful return smothering the now soaked and shimmering rod of male. Dive and fall, dive and fall, Kyn to rise, Goozi to descend, then Kyn to descend, Goozi to rise. Each slippery sticky motion caused Girei to wail with his boyish groans, innocent mind so unprepared for the ransacking rumps decimating his flank with big dragon butt.
Kyn giggled with her sharp, rough fire-coated tone and Goozi blushed, looking pleased, shuddering as her bottom shook, supple snatch dripping with arousal. As though they had somehow planned this, the two began shifting again, much to the protests of Girei's loins, teary eyes glancing as they exchanged themselves. His eyes widened though to watch as Goozi knelt over his rod, planting a plump lipped kiss against his tip, whilst her massive bouncy bosoms rolled into view, spilling into his lap with their milky, hefty weight.
Girei gasped, breath sharp and cut as her supple tits enclosed around his rigid root, sealing it in the embrace of malleable mammary. She looked at him with her lusty, emerald eyes, smirking, before tossing her tits in fine, slow motions now, the orbs dropping and ascending against rock-hard-cock, her dainty dragon hands pushing inward so the bubbly breasts would choke the masculine flank. Girei would groan even louder, unable to cobble together any sense or word, overwhelmed by the act, his gaze catching a rather familiar sight.
Kyn was satisfied enthroning herself upon his face, her sweet scented snatch mashing into his visage, the full heat of dragoness tunnel pouring over him. His hands instinctively went to wrap around hand hug at toned hips, smacking against the generous dragoness bum as the Charigal began to greedily bounce, her full cheeks crashing with wobbly buoy motion smacks against the young trainer's head. All the while, Goozi was consistently attentive, Girei groaning wildly as he felt lips encompass the head of his youthful crown, tongue circling about it, suckling, kissing in worship, fat front massaging with endless bountiful caresses..
"Itmffm tofmfmf mcchh!!!"
It's too much, he said over and over to himself. It's just too much. All of the rump pounding and spattering juices against him, the sight of amber cheeked Charizard ass wiggling and jiggling just for him, whilst the other fine bodied dragon gal suckled him and pleased him, tits tossing and toying with his searing meat.
In the deep parts of his mind, a hungrier part of him was born, stirred up in this crucible of dragoness desire. He wanted to fuck them.
He couldn't now, not yet at least. He was powerless, feeling Kyn gyrate her strong womanly thighs in smooth, fluid rolls, her moans and fire spitting breaths hinting at an approaching orgasm. Powerless, powerless. Goozi was becoming more aggressive now, utterly throwing her buxom chest along his soaked root, silky, wet hot pillows of flesh like nothing he'd ever felt. Almost like he was deep inside her gummy pussy. . .
Pussy. Mmf. Next time he thought. Next time he'd sink deep in dragon pussy.
All at once though, he groaned, loud, loud enough that it trembled Kyn's increasingly aggressive bottom smacks to his face, muffled under her hot scaly lips. His lips bolted up, grinding, throwing in short little piston shots into the stroking, serving Goodra gal, hearing her little meeps of surprise as his cock plunged into that tight little mouth.
Yes, she was still stroking, but less with her slick, fruitful baskets of breasts, and more with lips, more with soft tongue as she suckled and devoured the cock, letting it buck and fuck into her awaiting mouth, cheeks puffing as she gave mumbly cries of delight. Deeper and deeper. Now Goozi had thrown her head down, so much that the hot trainer malehood was burying itself into the chamber of her throat, loud sloppy sucks battering the air in lewd audible testaments to her submission, her lips wrapped firmly around that fiery human cock.
Girei was trembling, frantically squirming, holding onto dear life against the grinding Charigal whilst his shaft was choked by the impossibly pleasant maw of Goozi, his hungers taking hold as he licked, mouthed, kissing, everything he could possibly think of to eat at that fat dragoness puss. Kyn did not rise any more, only trembled as the trainer heatedly munched and dipped tongue into the sweet chalice, tasting the walls, lapping up bite of opaque nectar pouring from his girl's entrance, taking long laps over her other, forbidden hole of pink, over and over, rapid hungry motions consuming him and. . .
"FfffnfnaaaaHH!"
He screamed and wailed as his peak finally burst through him. He couldn't hold out anymore. Young mast flared and fired coats of white hot issue into the unseen maw of Goozi, audible gulps emitting from her grip as she smooshed her head to his threshold, swallowing every last drop. Kyn came too, flooding face with a gush of tangy liquid, roaring in a feminine groan of satisfied, raw animal, her breasts bouncing as back arched, ripping into the grassy ground below, wings flapping in rigid, unkempt motions.
It was a hot gooey mess. Eventually the motions settled. The grinding ceased, the bounces steadied, the succulent mouth tediously slipped off human inches with a loud 'pop.'
Kyn tumbled off Girei, panting, the boy's face an expression of reddened cheeks and soaked mouth. He glanced to Goozi, whose tongue hung, face blushing, dripping his seed from mouth, looking to with submissive eyes.
Spent. He was spent. He rested.
He cleaned up at the lake later. Like before. Perhaps subconsciously he knew he'd need to be near a body of water. Goozi and Kyn had finally stopped competing, much to his delight, while he rested on the ground, watching the blue sky and few lazy clouds strolling by.
Such beautiful creatures.
He reflected on his thoughts before. 'Fuck' suddenly wasn't as harsh a word.
Yes, next time he thought. Next time I'll fuck them.