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Pheromones and Dragon Scales

Chapter 13: Bigger and Badder

Sneak Peek

(Max)

There was an alarm going off, but it was so faint and slow. Methodical, rhythmic beeps that cut through the darkness. I didn’t want to open my eyes. Everything in the outside world was complicated and I didn’t want to remember. I didn’t want to face it. It was so much easier to keep my eyes closed and my mind shrouded in darkness. Regardless, I could feel my eyes working their way open like some hatchling pecking away at its shell. I knew my eyes were going to open, I knew they were going to put me back into reality, but I wouldn’t wedge them shut either. That was just as bad.

That beeping was like the swinging of a hypnotists watch but instead of making my lids heavier, they got lighter with each little blip that went by. Lighter and lighter until a glaring blade split across my vision and made me wince. I took in a sharp breath, clenching my teeth as I lifted my hand to block the light.

But that wasn’t my hand.

I blinked a few times, my pupils adjusting as I looked at that hand. It was obeying my commands, but…that couldn’t be my hand, could it? It was thick, the fingers muscular and square. I flipped it to see my palm, the scales like armor on them and the onyx claws vicious yet elegant. I flexed each finger, watching as the bones beneath pushed up against the back of my hand. It was perfection in every sense of the word. Then, when I turned it, it caught the light at just the right angle where that rainbow sheen glistened against my scales. It was glorious.

I opened my eyes further, grunting as I sat up. I was back in the hospital room…again…I was so sick of fucking hospital rooms.

“Fucking hell…” I paused. Was that my voice? It was so deep and husky. It was…sexy. “Holy shit, is that my voice?” There it was again, only a hint of my high tenor was left, being brought to the surface by my surprise, but was quickly washed away by the new rolling tambour. I brought my hand up to my neck and flinched as I bumped into my Adam’s apple. It was thick and pronounced. I swallowed, feeling that lump bob as the tendons around my neck flexed.

“This can’t be real,” I sat up, the blanket rolling off my chest and revealing the nightgown they had me in. I went to remove it, but found my left finger had a sensor clipped to it. I rolled my eyes and pulled it off, much to the machineries protest, but that wasn’t my concern. I gripped the nape of the gown and tried to pull it up, but it got caught on the back of my jaw. I huffed, and put my hand there, feeling new horns having formed on my jaw line to make it more angular, almost like sideburns. I tried to lift it a few more times before I gave up and gripped the nape of that fabric and tugged. It snapped with hardly any effort, and I could see why.

As the gown fell from my chest I saw the shelf of powerful muscle. I had massive black man tits protruding out and pushing my nipples down. I rolled my shoulders, the cannonball sized muscles rippling with their definition before sweeping down to the double peak of my biceps and horseshoe triceps. I blinked, my jaw hanging open as I took one hand to grip my bicep and flexed. My claws were forced open as that muscle bounced into definition.

“No way,” I breathed out. I leaned back and looked down over my pecs to see the eight pack abs, my belly button popped out from how tight they were packed against those muscles. “My god…” I rolled a hand over those angry abs and brought my hand up to my pec, only to give a shuddering gasp as my sensitive nipple greeted my meaty paw. I gave a low hiss as my cock throbbed, the blankets over my lap jostling as my pipe of a dick revealed it’s virility and girth.

I glanced over at the wall of windows and threw my sheets off and padded my way over, my toe claws clicking against the floor. As the light of the sun struck my scales I felt it’s warmth deep in my bones, but more importantly, it revealed my reflection. Standing before that glass pane was a college stud in his prime. I gasped, putting my hand against the glass and touching my reflection. I was huge, massive, tall, maybe not as bulky as the Cob brothers, but definitely taller. I started my ogling at the crown of my head where two proud dragon horns sprouted, my muzzle was so much more square, my jaw so sharp it could cut glass, and made sharper by the horns growing out at the edge of my jaw. A duo of spikes formed on both sides of my maw, one to accent my cheek bones and the other to sharpen the hinge of my jaw. I smiled, my teeth sexy, bright white, and vicious all at the same time. Such a wolfish grin. I lifted my arms and did a double bicep pose, my biceps bouncing and shoulders bunching to show off years of work that I had gained overnight. My lats spread out like wings, only to accompany my actual wings as they unfurled behind me, spreading wider than they ever had before. Even the arms of my wings were thick with muscle, the hands and fingers thicker than before between the black webbing.

I continued down to my bulky chest and abs, like an eight pack of eggs just below my tight skin and soft underbelly scales. My Adonis belt was cut to perfection, creating gorgeous cum gutters down to the thick rod that was pulling down on my crotch. It was so cut and defined the skin formed tendons rolling up to that shaft.

And what a shaft!

It was pulsing up to full mass, a foot long bitch breaker with ribbed scales and crowned with barbs along the head. The knot was a thick bulb of power at its base and was now lined with armor like barbs. My duo of baseball sized nuts hung low, pulling my sack taught and bouncing as I flexed my dick.

I moved my hands to my hips, feeling my powerful teardrop thighs and my thumbs brushing over the my thick ass. My tail lashed out behind me like a whip, armored spikes forming down it and turning to nasty looking barbs at the tip. My feet looked massive, slightly larger than they should be to show I was still far from finished growing. I gave a little huff, flames licking at my nostrils. I didn’t even try to use fire, it was so effortless.

“Glad to see you’re finally awake, Master.”

I smirked and turned to see Doctor Viren and Alex. I smiled and huffed flames out of my nostrils.

“Good to be awake,” I answered. I watched their reaction to my voice roll down their bodies. Their cocks in their slacks throbbing. “How long have I been out?”

“You slept peacefully through the night,” Viren smiled, nodding his approval.

“We ran some tests too,” Alex spoke up. “We examined your heart and the findings are quite promising.”

“No heart issues?” I cocked a brow.

“None that we could find,” Viren answered. “It appears that your orgasms are so intense that you just black out from them. That might be a problem going forward, but it’s at least not as severe as we originally thought.”

“That’s good,” I smirked. I had no idea where all this confidence was coming from. It was like weights had been lifted from my shoulders and shackles unchained from my heart. Is this how hot people felt? I mean, I look like a model for fucking playgirl! Of course a new sense of confidence comes with that. “How are you two doing? How is everyone else?”

“They went home,” Alex reassured. “Ajani made sure everyone got home safe and is setting up security detail at the mansion for you while I handle things here.”

“Good,” I nodded.

“We know it’s not our place, but,” Viren paused before continuing, looking for any hint of disapproval that never came. “But why did the Blue Dragon let you go?”

“It’s a long story, but for now, come here,” I smiled and pointed to the ground before me.

The two obeyed, their loafers clicking against the tile. I got a nice rush as I realized I was eye to eye with Alex, my cock throbbing as I noticed I had to tilt my head down slightly. Fuck it felt good to be tall and smoking hot!

“Good boys,” I murred in my deep tambour. Both the lion and the otter gave little mewling sounds, their legs coming together as their tails rose. “Oh, does it feel good when I call you good boys?” I decided to tease them, lifting my hands and cupping the sides of their faces, my thumbs brushing their lips tenderly as I looked at one and then the other. “Speak,” I said the order gently, letting it part my lips like I was letting the word simply flutter out of my mouth like a butterfly on the wind.

“Yes,” they both tensed up, not wanting to disappoint.

“So you two have been taking very good care of me, haven’t you,” I smirked. “What happened to the Cob brothers?”

“They are at the mansion with Ajani,” Viren answered, almost purring as he nuzzled into that hand.

“Good,” I smirked.

“There is something you should know—”

“Shhhhhh,” I silenced Alex by putting my thumb on his lips. “That can wait.” Fuck it felt good to have them as putty in my hands. The power and control I had over these two absolute knockouts was intoxicating. “There’ll be time for that, but first, I want to take this new body out for a spin. Do you two think you can help me with that?”

I didn’t wait for them to answer and I simply let my thumbs slip into their muzzles. The two started sucking on those digits, their eyes going half sheathed. It was so surreal, standing there, having those two men suckle on my thumbs, each distinctly different. Viren opened his muzzle up, his hot breath rolling over that digit as that velvety appendage lapped and lulled over my thick and muscular tongue. Alex on the other hand wrapped his lips around my deepest knuckle, his coarse tongue nursing gently and tugging harmlessly at the armored scales while his lips worked over my flesh. I gave a deep murr, the sound like rolling thunder as flames licked at my lips. I let the hot air roll out of my nose as I extinguished the flames.

“Good boys,” I murred, both of them moaning, their knees shaking, their spines tingling. Wait…how did I know their spines were tingling?

BAM!

My breath hitched in my throat as my vision blurred, overlapping with other visions. Visions of myself, with my finger in their maw? It suddenly became very clear what I was seeing. I was seeing things through their eyes. A wave of nausea washed over me as it took a moment to realize what was happening, but as soon as I focused, it became very clear and crisp, like I was at a command station looking at multiple monitors and not having to strain. It felt new and a little jerky, but I could tell this power was fresh and weak like an unworked muscle, but the fact I could proses three times as much visual data and not vomit was a feat in itself.

It wasn’t just visual sensations either. I could taste my own thumbs, feel the way my slave’s spines tingled at my touch and how my words made them shiver to their cores. And was that how I smelled to them? Fuck, that musk! It was like burnt cedar, sandalwood, and a whiff of sweat. I instinctively took a deep breath through my nose to catch it, but it wasn’t there, but as soon as I did, both Alex and Viren took deep breaths.

“Fuck, that’s the stuff,” I sighed, tasting the musk on their tongues. “Am I really that manly?”

The two of them nodded, completely enthralled, both pitching a darkening tent.

“Lose the clothes,” I let the words part my lips again, smoothly and with that deep rumble.

They complied, nodding while sucking and huffing on my thumbs, their tongues getting more fervent. Alex’s tongue going so far as to lap at my palm as they got down to their birthday suits. I gave an approving murr before pulling Alex closer. I removed my hand from his maw and brushed his cheek with it, smearing his own drool over his whiskers as my fingers laced into his brown mane. I pulled the doctor into a kiss, my tongue lulling into his muzzle.

It was sinfully decadent. The smell of my pheromones and the taste of my own tongue made Alex’s tongue flutter and his fur stand on end as he purred. My tongue lulled deeper and deeper into that maw until I felt the broken lion gag as I slapped his tonsils. How long was my tongue now? I pulled back and swirled my tongue around his, flittering it about as our lips smacked and drool dribbled from the corners of our muzzles.

I was pulled from that kiss as I felt my thumb being sucked expertly. I broke with Alex’s lips and I turned to Viren.

“Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about my favorite otter,” I did the same maneuver and pulled him close, then moved my thumb to his cheek to cup his face and press my lips against his. I had to lean down a little, my thick neck allowing me plenty of clearance to do so. Alex didn’t take the reprieve sitting down though and ran his lips along my neck, his feline fangs brushing my sensitive scales.

“Fuck, bite me,” I murred before going back to Viren’s maw.

Alex didn’t need to be told twice. He opened his muzzle and tenderly nipped at a few tendons until one struck a chord right down my spine. I gave a shuddering gasp as that rough feline tongue lapped at that sensitive string like a bow on a violin. The lion’s sweet licks elicited a moaning chorus and a guttural groan that was like the soft roar of a beast. I arched my neck back into that attentive maw, flames licking at my lips. Viren wouldn’t be outdone though as he slowly maneuvered his head to my nipples. My groan hitched in my throat as my nipple came alight with that talented tongue. A straight man as caring as him knew how to work some sensitive tits.

Pre instantly dribbled from my nipples, clear liquid dripping from them and rolling down my onyx chest and glistening like tears. As soon as one sensation was about to overwhelm, the next would pull me away as Alex played with that sensitive string on my neck while Nathan suckled at my nip. I could feel every nub and ridge of my nipple being flicked and toyed with. The slick dripping from them and the roll of the drool from that otter’s muzzle was as evident as going down a gravel road with shot to shit shocks. Alex was lulling and grooming me like I was some bitch ready to lay, his hands coming up to my free pec and messaging in, the folds of his palm pinching and tweaking my leaking nipple.

Nathan bit down and I hissed, but he didn’t stop. The sudden shock of pain unfolded into a lapping bath of love. How pain and pleasure were so closely tied I would never know, but Viren got a mouthful of pre for that, a thick stream squirting into his muzzle that he promptly drank down before going back to pleasing me.

Then I felt it, their hands went to my cock, my rock hard member dripping my essence onto the floor. The both stroked it and my knees almost buckled. The new armored barbs were like the ones on the crown of my dick. It unleashed a torrent of pleasure, lighting up pleasure points I wasn’t used to. It was like they found a chink in my armor and were relentlessly digging into it as they stroked my dick in unison.

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