Jamie appears to be out of it, but he suddenly looks up with a half pained/half amazed look on his face, and manages to stand up as well.
Suddenly, despite the power our bodies is currently wielding against us, we both become very clear headed.
My pussy drips onto the carpet, and I laugh. My voice is growing deeper now, but also softer and clearer. My voice has notes of power. I hadn't noticed that my face has changed shape, nor that my neck is now rather long and flexible, but I notice now.
"I think you're turning into some sort of dragon," Jamie says rationally, also laughing.
"Mmmhmmm," I agree, ducking my head underneath my hind leg and licking tenderly at my wetness. I taste rather sweet actually.
"Can you still talk?" he asks.
"I think so," I chirr... although my words don't come out right. In fact, I find that I can't speak a word of English anymore... but at least I can still understand it.
"Ah, so we can speak some other language now then?" he answers back to me in the same way I spoke to him. "That's cool."
"Can't we analyze this later?" I ask. His dick is now over 20 inches long, and, amazingly, still growing like a sprout. I'm going to need every inch of it though, since I'm even now having trouble fitting inside the bedroom. Two extra arms have grown out of the bone and muscle of my back, strong leather webbing having formed between their finger bones to form gigantic wings, but I don't even bother trying to use them right now. I'm still gaining weight like nobody's business.
"I think I'd like to analyze this now," he says, backing up a little.
I step down off the bed, the floor groaning as I continue to grow larger. I'm now the size of a small horse.
"And I'd really like to have sex now," I reply, strolling towards him.
"But you're some sort of dragon... and look at my dick!"
"I'm looking..." I reply licking my lips and sauntering closer.
"Hey. No. Bad dragon. We need to be rational right now."
"I'm through being rational for the moment," I answer, squatting low and wiggling my butt in the air as I prepare to pounce.
His dick, now just a tad over two feet long, swings from side to side as he leaps out of the room, and I pounce just a millisecond after. The doorframe is too small, but after some pushing and squeezing (and some splintering of the door frame) I bound out into the hallway in chase.
He doesn't get very far. I tackle him into the couch, knocking both it and him over.
"C'mon," I hiss with a grin. "You know you want to too."
"Yea," he agrees, his dick is massive now. He could put a horse to shame. Nearly two and a half feet.
He catches me by surprise though when he headlocks me and throws me to the side. I never knew he was that strong... but then again I never actually wrestled with him before. I probably weigh nearly 500 pounds now, but he moves my weight around like an expert.
He manages to dash out the back door, which is ultimately his last mistake of the night. It turns out I'm much faster than him on open ground.
"Gotcha!" I squeal as I tackle him again, then pin him by the shoulders. I'm far too heavy for him to even try to throw me off, and his dick is now a ridiculous three footer... half as tall as Jamie himself, and thick as a mooring rope. Steam is rising of his big, black dick as if it were made of hot iron, and I myself am rather... steamy in certain places.
I wrap my tail around his thick shaft and guide it to me, and Jamie finally stops struggling.
"Aw hell, who am I kidding?" he says, submitting, but I don't even hear him as I lower myself down onto him, sighing with the sweetest relief all the way.
And oh god what relief it is! I nearly crush Jamie under my body weight as I just melt on top of him. His three foot long dick hilting me slowly as he stretches me wide. I could cry it feels so good.
Again, Jamie surprises me with his strength as he lifts me up, then once again throws me to the side, but this time he rolls with me and we stay connected.
It's as if all the strength has left my body as I lay limp on my back, and now it's Jamie's turn to straddle me.
I feel I've finally stopped growing in size, finally reaching about 800 pounds and am around the size of a small pick-up truck, yet Jamie continues to grow in size within me.
It quickly becomes... almost uncomfortable as his dick thickens and grows, stretching my sex somewhat painfully and penetrating me so deep that Jamie has to lever his entire body weight to continue to hilt me. He finally stops growing at what I later discover to be just over four feet long, and four inches in diameter.
And that's when the real fucking begins.
Me and Jamie... we'd never done it like this. He ravages me, and I, being an 800 pound monster, ravaged him right back once I could move again. It was crazy.
It was almost like... yea, the sex felt awesome, but for some reason it was taking both of us a massive amount of effort to achieve orgasm. Me less than him admittedly. I managed to orgasm once without him, and by god it was the most unbelievable experience I've ever felt. I think part of it is because my pussy is now HUGE.... But also because Jamie's thrusts were so much more powerful and forceful and his dick was just INCREDIBLE.
He did rather amazing considering it was his first time fucking a dragon... and I did okay too considering it was my first time BEING a dragon. At some point he ended up screwing me from behind: him standing up and thrusting wildly with his hands gripping my waist powerfully and me pushing back against him.
It was when he was starting to approach climax, however, that things started to get a little more intense.
"Oh god Jamie don't stop doing that..." I moan in ecstasy as he furiously pounds my vent.
Jamie just grunts desperately as things reach a crescendo between us, but he still needs to make that last effort.
It was hardly noticeable at first really, just an odd swelling at the base of Jamie's penis, but it just keep growing!
"Hey Jamie?!" I ask slightly nervously. "What is that?"
It's popping now as he slides in and out of me. It's starting to become unpleasant. Sex is one thing: but this is altogether new.
But I don't have time to do or say anything as the bulge pops inside of me one last time... and doesn't pop back out.
"Ow!" I cry as it continues to swell, doubling in size in a matter of seconds. "Jamie stop you're hurting me!"
"Oh Jesus..." he moans, his knot expanding within me at an exponential rate. My tight flesh is stretched farther and farther. Very soon I won't have any more give in me, and then things will really start hurting.
My flesh stretches like taffy around his expanding orb of rock-meat, and my body is impaled upon his incredibly long and hard dick. I find that I can't move my body freely.
"Oh god what is happening!" I cry. To my disbelief, on top of Jamie's knot swelling up like balloon inside of me I can feel my pussy lips shrinking around the still rapidly engorging knot. The sensation is beyond belief. It's like I'm shrink wrapping his dick with my pussy. There ain't no way he's pulling out of me now.
"Oh god Tania! I'm gonna blow! Oh God I'm not wearing a condom!"
For a second I don't get what he means. I'm on the pill aren't I?
But wait.... what if the pill doesn't work on dragons? Jamie has what I can only assume to be a fully functioning dragon dong, buried deep within my folds and locked tight inside my body. He can't pull away, and with my tight pussy enveloping his manhood it's only a matter of time before nature finishes what we've started.
"Jamie! Listen to me! You've got to relax! DON'T CUM INSIDE ME!"
"I don't think I can stop it Tawny..." Jamie exclaims. "God stop moving!"
I freeze, and so does Jamie. We can both feel our heart beats through each other's skin, each pulse causing our sexes to pound in a staccato rhythm.
"Oh Jesus..." he moans.
"Don't you dare!" I cry.
His knot swells a little further.
"I can't hold it back," he says, almost in disbelief.
>
"You better notaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhrrrrggh!!!!"
I had been so worried about Jamie that I had neglected to notice my own body until it was too late. The gradual swelling of Jamie's knot (only now slowing down as it has reached the size of cantaloupe), has been triggering an avalanche of sensation from my very sensitive and overstretched pussy. It finally pushed me over the edge, and my mind reels as I experience my second orgasm as a dragon... only this one is far more intense than the first. My eyes roll up inside my head as I crouch low, raising my ass in the air. The dragon part of my brain want's Jamie's seed to flow directly into my womb, even without the human part of my brain understanding it. All I know is that I'm experiencing mind blowing ecstasy and Jamie is roaring like a demon behind me as I feel his dick pulse powerfully within me, then flood my body with his molten hot seed.
It goes on for minutes. Him screaming like the incredible hulk, me roaring and wailing. Midway through the marathon orgasm I come a bit to my senses and balk at what is happening. Oh god if I get pregnant... But such thoughts are washed away in a sea of bliss.
I've never before felt so satisfied by a fuck. Nothing I have ever known could compare to it. As our bodies wind down to a finish, and the last drops of Jamie's ample semen is emptied into me, we collapse to the ground entirely spent. My long tail twitches in a happy way. Jamie lets out a long sigh.
"What the fuuuuuuuuuck," he groans after an indeterminate amount of time has passed. The sun has long since risen. I just thank my lucky starts that our backyard has a privacy fence... although our neighbors have got be wondering what all that racket was.
"Ditto," I murmur.
The shock is just now starting to hit us both. Jamie starts giggling.
"Just what's so funny!" I ask sharply.
"I just had sex with a mythical creature," he snorts, causing his dick to jump inside of me.
"Hey!" I shout.
"Sorry!"
We lay there a little longer in the shade of the house as the sun rises higher in the sky. The cool grass feels good and I claw at it with my talons. I have sharp black claws that could tear through steel now, and I flex them experimentally.
"I really need to get ready for work," Jamie says, moving as if to get up.
"Good luck with that-" I snort back, since his dick and my pussy have as of yet shown no signs of releasing each other. However, I am surprised to find myself rising to my feet involuntarily as Jamie stands up.
"Weird..." he says scratching his chin, then experimentally turns around. I find myself unable to resist accommodating him.
"Hey!" I protest. "What are you doing to me?"
"Don't know. Shall we try to separate each other on our own, or shall we pay that shop keeper a visit?"
"Maybe we should just wait and see if it fixes itself?" I ask, but Jamie just starts walking forwards towards the house and I can't help but be compelled to do so with him.
"This sucks," I pout. "How come you can make me do stuff?"
"No idea." He replies, forcing me to squeeze through our double-wide back doors and into the living room. "But if I had to guess I'm thinking an evolutionary solution to us being tied together like this. Forces one to follow the other, and I guess the male is dominant. Just a survival trait."
"That is so unfair!"
"Sometimes life is funny like that... think you can fit through that hallway?"
"You're kidding right?"
"Though so. My clothes are in the bedroom, could you be so kind as to see if your tail will reach around the corner?"
"Yea, sure..." I say, but already my body is moving without my permission. I turn around, back up as far into the hallway as far as I can, then start feeling around inside the bedroom for Jamie's clothes.
The look on my face tells Jamie everything.
"Interesting... vocal commands work too."
"This had better be temporary," I grumble, feeling around for his pants. I find them, hand them to Jamie, and start feeling around for more of his clothes while he puts them on. He can't zip them up (of course), but he can still button them (barely... his dick is freaking massive).
"Which part? The involuntary obedience, the being stuck, or the being a dragon?"
"Do I have to pick?" I find his shirt, then continue my search. I quickly find his shoes and socks, and lastly his underwear (he can't put them on while we're knotted like this), and thus somewhat decent looking (so long as you ignore the fact that we're still technically engaged in sex), he walks back out into the backyard, forcing me to lead of course, and we walk back to the sex store together. We got some weird looks I can tell you.
This dude sure has some explaining to do.
In the end, it turns out that the effects of the panties were irreversible. I temporarily considered mauling the shop keeper, but ended up deciding that I liked what his merchandise did to me.
Me and Jamie were able to separate after about a week of very intimate companionship during which he regularly deposited more of his seed into me about twice a day. It was effectively guaranteed that I would end up egg heavy, and I did.
The involuntary obedience to Jamie only lasted while we were tied together and wore off during the first couple days after separation. Me and Jamie have never been closer.
I met the president twice since then, secretly of course, and have had loads of adventures with Jamie. We even eventually got married and, after about twenty years of waiting my first batch of eggs hatched (two girls and a boy).
As you might have heard dragons are damn near immortal as far as father time is concerned, and Jamie, due to being my mate, would live to see the end of time alongside me so long as he didn't hurt himself doing something stupid. We have dozens upon dozens more eggs, but they haven't hatched yet. They might not hatch for centuries yet. We got pretty lucky really with the first batch hatching as early as they did. We still go on regular adventures of course: the kids just tag along. They grow up so fast... although technically it takes dragons thousands of years just to enter puberty. I took one hell of a short-cut there.
According to official press releases and the government I don't really exist, and that's the way it ought to be. Only the locals really know anything, and ain't nobody gonna believe them if they talked about it.
Dragons in suburbia? What a silly notion.
The End.
Hotel Africa
Sylvie was on top. She watched her husband seductively, his cock buried deep inside her and she squeezed and teased him. His muscular body had enough power to take complete control; to buck and fuck her hard if he wanted to, but he restrained himself, allowing her to give him pleasure. She through her head back, her long blond hair flowing over her shoulder and her pert breasts defying gravity in front. She was nearly on the brink now, her orgasm had been building for some time now and she was ready to let rip. And then her mobile rang.
Without hesitation she picked it up on the first ring. She smiled as she felt it vibrate in her hand and put the phone onto her clit. She groaned loudly. Two rings left and it would go to voicemail. It vibrated again against and she gritted her teeth, pressed answer and held the phone to her ear.
"Hello? Yes, this is Sylvie speaking. Okay. That's great news, thank you. When do we start? Okay, we're looking forward to it. See you next week."
With that she chucked the phone down, gripped her husband's torso and started fucking him wildly. Matt closed his eyes in ecstasy; he was ready to cum but he held off until Sylvie came first. Matt didn't have long to wait. Sylvie was up and down like a wild cat, sweat dripping off her brow, her mouth open, her groans now turned to screams. She was anything but quiet in bed. Her first orgasm ran through her body as she screamed. Matt took his opportunity and started bucking his hips, taking the control away from his wife. As she started cumming again Matt ejaculated deep inside her. He gripped her hips and pumped furiously as he squirted deep inside her. Sylvie was almost crying as she came. His orgasm subsided but he stayed inside her, allowing her to have one fina
l orgasm then she collapsed on him, kissing him, whispering in his ear how much she loved him and how much she loved to fuck him. They cuddled for a while before she got up.
"Who was on the phone?"
"The lady from the agency. We got the job managing Hotel Africa."
Matt grinned. He really wanted this job more than anything. A husband and wife team running an exclusive Five Star hotel just outside of Cape Town.
The lady from the agency also hung up the phone, feeling guilty that she had eavesdropped on such personal business yet blessed having achieved an orgasm of her own by listening to them
They were half way across the Atlantic, Business Class of course, when Matt pulled out a neatly wrapped gift from his laptop case. How Customs hadn't picked up on it or asked him to unwrap it he didn't know. That would have been embarrassing and spoilt the surprise. Sylvie smiled as she pulled the paper off, revealing an attractive box. It opened from the top and as she pulled off the first sheet of sponge she was rewarded with a gold bracelet with an unusual looking pendant.
He put it lovingly around her wrist. She knew he was up to his old tricks as she removed the second layer of sponge, and lying in the box were a pair of love eggs. Matt explained.
"These are not ordinary love eggs; they vibrate. The pendant controls them. I'll show you." He took her wrist and flicked a tiny switch on the pendant. The eggs started vibrating in the box, fortunately they were separated by the wrapping so it was quiet. Then Matt took her arm and moved it above her head and as he did so the eggs almost stopped moving. As he brought her wrist down again the vibrated started, and the closer the pendant, the more aggressive the vibrations.
"They can be used vaginally or anally." He added with a cheeky grin.
"Vaginally I think." She responded coolly. Business Class wasn't full and as it was night time most of the other passengers were asleep. She hiked her skirt and opened her legs, then took the eggs and rubbed them against her pussy. The first one hummed against her clit and she manoeuvred against her slit making it wet and lubricated. It slipped inside her easily and she sat bolt upright as she felt it go inside. The second was inserted just as easily and Sylvie felt as if she was about to cum right there and then. Knowing that it would be impossible to cum quietly she flicked the switch on her pendant and snuggled up to her husband.
Daddy's Page 97
