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H4.Cursed to mount (comm)
When you mount decides you no longer is the rider, or something hehe
Glad how it turned out <3
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[SECTION=Story]The last slime dissolved into the cold old bricks bellow where it stood, Travon, A slim hellhound anthro, had just delivered the final blow, with his hellish magic he adventured the lands besides his trusty mount, Attor, a big and strong fluffy dragon, both found themselves deep in some ruins they found on the side of the road, in the search of treasure, opening one last door, in the middle of a small dark room, one chest stood proudly, locked and untouched.
The hound grinned, he looked to his mount companion and said “Mind picklocking that for me?” the dragon grinned back, he approached the chest, in one swift motion his massive paw raised to the air and feel down onto the chest, turned to splinters as fast as his paw made contact to the ground where it stood, Travon approached then, searching the debris he found one leather ornate belt and a metal collar with a red gem hanging from it.
Both stared at it, then the canine said “Looks like common minor protection items, their magic doesn’t stack, besides, you deserve half of it as much as I” with a shrug he adorned the collar, looking at Attor with the belt in hand, he figured the best place for it was the base of his tail, the dragon didn’t objected, the hound looked around “Well, that’s it, easier than I expected, come on, let’s make camp, there is a river nearby and I need a bath badly.” he said, cleaning his fur from slimes he exploded earlier.
Both headed to the middle of the woods, soon they found a good spot, the sun was low, together they made camp in no time, Travon went for a nearby river to bath while Attor went on a hunt for firewood, these were the rare moments both would be separated, and the dragon knew it, after checking he was in the clear, he laid back, and with a relieved sigh, both his paws started traveling down his torso, heading to his junk, the tip of his dick already poking out of its fluffy prison, the dragon had a thing for his partner, he would paw his cock to release every once in a while to keep himself from pouncing his hound friend.
Stroking his tapered cock, biting his lips and panting softly, he would spend the last ray of sunlight like this, throwing his head back and closing his eyes, the dragon would picture Travon on his mind, his slim frame, his butt, up and down his paws went, pre already helping him, he didn’t even noticed the moon rising into the sky, or how his tail belt started glowing, but he did felt something close just above his balls, and then the weight of it, he opened his eyes and saw it, a metal angular ball ring, with runes glowing red on its sides, he gasped.
His surprise was cut short by a wave of heat that washed his body, radiating from that thing, and then, his balls started to burn with need, the dragon didn’t stopped pumping, his cock throabed violently and then grew a little in size, and so his lust, more and more his tempo grew, pumping his growing cock into a frenzy, he spurted pre non stop, his need instead of lowering only increased, each throab it got bigger and different, his tapered tip turned into a flare, his shaft grew longer and thicker and his knot only bigger, his balls sag heavily the size of grape fruits, instincts took over, he needed more than just his paw, in a blur he got up and started sniffing the air, a feral look to his eyes, and so, he got the faint smell of what he was searching for.
Meanwhile, Travon just got himself dried up, now with a metal collar to his neck, red runes and all, but most importantly, where used to be his cock and balls, now a plump spade resided, the hound breathed slowly, he recited some magic words, he touched the collar, and his eyes flashed, he said to no one in particular “Devious curse, it activates at night, it make both wearers extremely horny, boosting the masculinity of one and the femininity of the other, each time one indulges, they get dumber and hornier, well, just got to relax and do nothing for this night and next morning any priest will be able to remove the curse.” then, a twig snapped behind him, he gulped.
Attor emerged from the bushes, his eyes locked on his prize, Travon’s new spade, he licked his chops, and so the canine raised a hand and said “Hey I know what you are thinking, don’t, there is a curse upon you and you must resist it.” the dragon was crouching, ready for pouncing, from that angle, Travon couldn’t see how much Attor’s cock had changed, if he knew how much the his mount dragon had indulged, he wouldn’t be talking and instead he would be running, and so, before the canine could react, Attor jumped, head butting him on the chest and sending the hound to the ground falling on his back.
Now the hound could see, that massive cock throbbing with a maddening need, his own spade tensed in response, Travon began talking his magic words just to be cut short by one of Attor’s massive paw closing around his muzzle, Travon eyes widened in surprise, of course his mount knew he couldn’t cast spells without talking, he tried moving that paw away to no use, the dragon grinned maliciously, and so lowered his muzzle to what he so much needed, that quivering cookie, he gave it one lick, and the canine froze for a second, pleasure racking his body like never before.
The dragon began feasting, licking that snatch like it was the sweetest of honey pots, completely subdoing his rider, each time his cock throabed, it slapped loudly on his belly, each slurp, less and less Travon was resisting, the canine was already feeling the effects of the curse, his mind becoming foggier and his body more sensitive to pleasure, his eyes slowly going from worried to a relaxed dumb horny look, he could feel it, his spade burning like infernal fire, he did his best to hold onto his sanity, but it was just the beginning.
Attor would let go of his rider’s muzzle, using that paw he rolled the anthro bellow and propped him on all fours, mouth free now, Travon took this change to cast something to get out of there, his lips parted and… nothing came out, he couldn’t think of the right incantations, he instead raised his tail, and so a shadow covered him, Attor was on top of him, he dragon much bigger than the canine, Travon ass raised even more, but this time, by a massive paw on his belly that pushed him up. the words began to come to him, stopped by the feeling of a hot flare pressing against his spade.
The dragon was lost in his lust, all he knew was he needed to fuck his partners, fill his womb with hot seed, and then do it again and again, he then pushed his hips in, his flare seeking entrance on that wet hole, grinding in and using his paw to pull that butt closer, he managed after a bit to slip his cock in, that made the hound cross eyed, all hopes he still had now lost, that massive rod slowly spreading his insides, soon enough his belly started to bulge out, his cervix already being assaulted by that fat flare.
And then, Attor pulled his cock out, then in and then out again, fucking his once rider hard, enjoying how snug and hot that hole was, the hound’s moans where music to his ears, he pumped away, all that the hound could do was moan and try to hold himself into place, his mind completely shattered and turned to mush from the curse and from the amount of pleasure he was being subjected to, then went like this for a while, fucking like animals, untill, Attor’s flare managed to slip past that cervix, he cummed and his flare expanded, getting him locked in there.
The hound howled in bliss, his belly started to get even more round, his womb was being pumped so full of cum, the dragon never stopped pumping his hips away, his balls tensed and churned, without a care for the curse or for anything else, they expended the night fucking, when the morning came, the entire forest smelled of sex, the dragon had dragged the canine to a nearby empty empty cave, where he would be keeping his most dear prize, all the hoard he needed, that hellhound butt and burning hot spade.[/SECTION]
[i]⋆˚࿔ "A golden unicorn shall travel unmolested through the length of Waterdeep." - So sayeth the wise Alaundo ࿔˚⋆[/i]
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