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[b][u][center]Dragon Harem

Chapter 7: A Horse of a Different Color

for Sunkit

by Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

[i]Orgies shouldn't be so easy to fall into,[/i] Draconicon thought with a shake of his head, shifting his legs yet again as he looked down at the many petitioners assembled before his throne. Most of them were looking up at him in trepidation, while others looked completely bored. It was an easy way to sort out the experienced humans from the less experienced ones.

Of course, it was a little harder now that Deborah had put a few of her guards in the throne room. Considering their mostly-nude appearance, he was pretty sure that the humans were put off by them as much as they were put off by him.

He was still tempted to send them back to her, but it was a nice gesture, and it allowed her to give a few extra jobs to the people, so who was he to argue?

Shaking his head at the two erect Doberman guards at the front door, he turned his attention back to the current petitioner. Running through his memory for the most pertinent information, he reminded himself that this person had been asking for permission to go to the border and set up a diplomatic mission with their eastern neighbor, the dragoness Shisan. He didn't even have to think about that one.

“The answer is no."

“But, but my lord -"

“The answer is no. That one is dangerous, human. You do not want to deal with her followers. Trust me on this."

“But why, my lord?"

[i]Because everything you think that I might do pales in comparison to what that paranoid empress would do to you, if she got her hands on you,[/i] he thought. Yet, he couldn't say that. There were customs that had to be observed, courtesies that had to be followed. Draconicon shook his head.

“It is my command. That is all you need to know."

The human paled and nodded, backing away quickly. The dragon hated himself a bit for falling back into the imperious ways of some of his kindred, but sometimes, that was all that seemed to get through to the humans. He settled back and stifled a groan.

[i]Yeah, gonna be feeling that for a while,[/i] he thought. The orgy with his harem had been a marvelous time, and he looked forward to the next one. At the same time, he was well-aware of how sore he was afterwards. He'd outlasted all of his harem members, and he still hadn't quite drained himself, but the muscle strain was leaving his back aching. Definitely something to watch out for in future...or maybe something to do more often, so he got used to it.

He shook his head. He needed to pay attention to the petitioners, not his memories.

[i]Of course, that'd be easier if I didn't have one of them right here,[/i] he thought, looking down at his side. Joshua, the second member of the harem and a rather eager mouse, was sitting beside him today, the naked mouse sitting down on a large toy. Smooth, bald hands ran down the dragon's legs as the mouse looked up at him, affection and worship in those eyes, and more than a little bit of need.

Draconicon was fairly sure that he wouldn't be leaving the throne room without at least one fuck, and the mouse often preferred two. He chuckled; sometimes he didn't know if he was the one in charge, or the harem members.

“Next petition."

The crowd parted, and a young man – surprisingly young, for that matter, only a little out of his teens – stepped forward. Draconicon arched his eyeridge at the way the petitioner had to pause and push his hair out of his face, but strangest of all was his smile. He'd never seen a petitioner this eager.

“Yes? What can I do for you?"

“Um, I have a...a rather personal request, Lord Draconicon."

The dragon shrugged, gesturing for the young man to go on. He wondered what this sort of 'personal' request would be. There were a number of them he'd heard of the years. They tended to be...out there, though at least they showed that they had adjusted to the magic that dragons had. Perhaps too well.

[i]If he asks for me to curse some bully of his, or make a girl like him, I swear -[/i]

“Could I...um...join your harem?"

Gasps of shock filled the room, and even Joshua joined in on that. The black dragon only blinked, staring down at the young man.

“You weren't kidding about it being personal."

“Uh, no, no, I wasn't, but...can I? Please?"

This was something of a first, he had to admit. The closest it had come before this was with Drake, when he'd recruited the dragon through his own needs and offered him a choice. A musk-induced choice, admittedly, but a choice, nonetheless. The fact that this young man was offering himself without even being asked...well, that was something else.

He waved again, gesturing for the young man to step forward. The human rushed up the steps towards his throne, and the dragon had to stop him with a hand on the human's chest. Even that seemed to make the stranger smile.

“Do you know what you're asking?"

“Pretty sure. It means that I get to be here, with you guys, and get fucked by a dragon, right?"

“And the fact that you'll be giving up your humanity, like Joshua here?"

The petitioner looked down and to the side, and the dragon felt his mouse lean a little closer to him. He didn't have to look down to know that Joshua had a prideful smile on his face. Anytime that the former thief was being examined, he seemed to put on that expression, almost as if daring the public to question him about his choices in life.

On the other hand, it made him a fair choice of example of what would be expected out of a harem member. A non-human form, a sexual life, a constant point of being on display: not many people could handle something like that, and it was unfair for someone to think that they could just leap into -

“Can I be a horse?"

Or, they would pull something like this man. Draconicon stared at him for another few seconds, and then groaned.

“I think that petitions are done for the day," he said. The crowd groaned, and some of them started to raise their voices. However, before it could get too rowdy, the Doberman guards stepped forward. The humans scattered pretty quickly after that.

When the hall was empty, the dragon looked down at the human again. He looked more excited than ever, to the point where it was starting to get a bit weird.

“What's your name?"

“David, Lord Draconicon."

“Well, David -"

“But you can call me anything you like, if you need a different name after you transform me and everything."

“...David. Why do you want to be part of my harem?"

“Well...I..."

“Truthfully."

As David looked down and away, Draconicon stood up, gesturing for Joshua to slide off into one of the side doors. Thankfully, the mouse only sulked for a second or two before going along with it. He didn't want to deal with a harem member helping to 'teach' the newcomer the duties of the job.

After all, that was part of his job description.

When the mouse was finally gone, David sighed.

“Look...I...I just have a major thing for dragons..."

“And that's the only reason that you want to be part of the harem?"

“...One of the only reasons."

“And the others are?"

“...Do I really have to?"

“Do you really want to be part of the harem?"

“Grrrr...."

“Don't you start growling at your master, if you want to be part of this."

David sighed, and slowly sat down on the floor. Draconicon didn't bother doing the same. After all, it wasn't like they were equals...even if he might want his people to start thinking of it that way, rather than either hating him for being an overlord or lauding him with things he didn't want.

The human was quiet for a good five minutes, but the overlord didn't hurry him. After all, if the human wanted this badly enough, he'd talk. If he didn't, well, better that he find out that he wasn't cut out for harem life after all, now rather than later.

But eventually, he did talk.

“I've been...lonely. For a very long time. And I don't want to stay lonely anymore. Humans...they don't feel right to me. They're always...always doing things wrong. And I've always had a thing for dragons, for the power that they have, for the sheer majesty that they possess. The only things that I've liked more are horses...which is kinda why I want to be one."

“Understandable."

“But I just want...I want to be taken care of. And I will do anything for that."

It was an understandable wish. Most people did, though few enough were willing to pay a price for it. It was admirable that David felt that need...but would he accept everything that came with it?

Draconicon undid his robe, letting it fall open at his sides, and the human's eyes immediately went about where he expected. He reached down, lifting his cock and wagging it from side to side, and the prodigious length let off its signature musk.

“If you become part of my harem, then you will be dealing with this every day. I will have you sucking it very often, very hard. It will be going up your ass, and you will be taking loads from me and the other harem members frequently."

“The...the others?"

“Yes, you're going to be laying with them as often as you will be with me. They have seniority over you, and can use you as they will."

David slowly nodded, and the dragon was surprised to see the human lean in, dragging his nose across the tip of his cock. The dragon's shaft twitched, and the human moaned.

“Mmmm...."

“Heh...I guess you are a little more ready than I was giving you credit for."

“Ready...so very ready..."

“I suppose you are."

The dragon shook his head. As odd as it was – and as full as his harem was getting – he was rather flattered by David's dedication. It was like seeing someone actually...give in to their desires, rather than fight them all the time. If there were others like this – he doubted there were many, but if there were – then perhaps they could start teaching the rest of humanity at large how to have a good time. How to live with each other.

But that was for another time. He had to be sure.

“David? David."

He stepped back, the human finally snapping to attention again as the musky cock head was pulled from his nose. David blushed, looking up.

“Yes, sir?"

“I have to ask you this. This is kind of formal, but I need to know."

The dragon cleared his throat.

“Do you forswear your humanity in the service of this dragon, to give up your old life in favor for something new? Do you forswear your old days, your old obligations, in favor for the new ones that you will take up in the service of your overlord? Do you forswear your old life, and give yourself unto me, so that I may shape it to what will serve me best?"

“...I do, my lord."

“Then ready yourself."

It was a simple spell, now. The transformation had been complex the first time, but every time that he cast the magic, it got easier than the last. He let the black fire flow down his fingers, and threw it towards the human.

It spread across his skin like wildfire, sending him running backwards for a moment in panic before good sense caught up with him again. David stared at his arms, watching as the pale skin was consumed by fire, and then left darkened, almost russet brown in places, though with a tint of a blue-steel color underneath it.

“Be changed, David...Become my newest harem slave."

“Oh, thank you, thank you, master! I can't – Mmmph!"

The human fell to his knees, panting as the transformation magic overtook him. Draconicon sat down on his throne to watch, folding one leg over the other as the brown fur continued to flow over the human's arms, heading up to his shoulders and under his shirt, heading down his back until it popped out over the waistband of his jeans, flowing down in a darker, thick tail.

It was a quick transformation, already starting to take in the newer physical differences. The dragon nodded as the fur spread down to the human's hands, one of the fingers disappearing, leaving him with only three fingers and a thumb, rather than four. They thickened, looking a bit stubbier than before, and the nails darkened until they were almost hoof-like in appearance and hardness.

The transformation rushed back up his arms after that, and the dragon smiled as the human's biceps and triceps thickened dramatically, bulges of muscle shoving their way out towards the fur and flesh. They pushed the sleeves of his shirt outwards, looking more and more like it was about to rip.

[i]Mmm, I always love these things,[/i] he thought to himself as the first rip showed in the human's shirt. It spread from the sleeve up to the chest, and then further as the muscles started growing in properly. The human's t-shirt came apart in shreds as hard muscle forced itself outwards, giving a powerful physique to the forming horse.

As his new slave was left bare-chested, the dragon saw the other changes continue. David groaned as he was forced upright again, the changes hitting his spine. The human grew taller, taller, taller, almost a match for the dragon himself, and then surpassing him.

[i]Not quite what I intended, but I suppose that it is fitting for someone like him,[/i] he thought. Besides, the others would likely enjoy having someone so much larger beneath them.

Brown fur with blue undertones continued to spread, pushing past the human-horse's waistline. Almost immediately, the human's crotch pumped up, almost ripping through the front of his jeans right off the bat. Draconicon chuckled.

“I think this is part of what you were imagining, isn't it, David?"

“M-maybe, my lord?"

“Let it happen. You'll enjoy it."

It didn't take long. Several pumps of energy quickly brought the traditional stud size to the transforming human, and David thrust his hips forward as his new cock exploded out from his pants. Thick and hard, it kept on growing, the flared head of the cock rapidly expanding as he was turned on more and more, his cock passing the one foot mark, then two feet, the growth slowing gradually but still adding up bit by bit.

From there, the remaining transformations didn't take long. With the human's ass rippling outwards, and then the cheeks parting for that unique horse-shaped hole, the jeans ripped apart. The human's shoes didn't last much longer, the new, wide hooves splitting them apart.

When David stood next, there was little human left to him. The only thing that still remained was his face, and that altered quickly, his muzzle punching out of his head almost like it was shoved out at the last minute, and as his mane grew in, his ears rolled up to the top of his longer face. Draconicon smiled.

“Goodbye, David the human. Hello, Strike the horse."

“I...thank you, Master."

“Heh, don't thank me yet. I've been looking forward to trying out a good horse ass for a while, and you've just given me the opportunity. Get over here."

As Strike tottered over to him on new hooves, the dragon pulled himself off of the throne. It was a pity to leave the horse without feet – it was one of his favorite parts on the other members of the harem – but it wouldn't be a horse without them. And besides, he had a feeling that David had been looking forward to those for some reason.

He pushed the brown and blue horse over the throne, forcing him to bend over one of the arms. As he grabbed the horse's tail and pulled out of the way, he chuckled. He didn't even have to pull those ass cheeks apart to get at that pucker, which was already twitching and begging for attention. Running his thumb over that donut-shaped hole, the dragon grinned even more to hear the horse whinnying for him.

“Hehehe, you enjoying that, you little slut?"

“Mmmph...I didn't...didn't expect it to be..."

“You didn't expect to have such a fat, fuckable ass, my newest harem slave?"

“...no...no I didn't."

The horse blushed, and the dragon's cock only got that much harder for it. He leaned forward, dragging his cock between the stallion's ass cheeks. They were huge, wide and curvy, to an extent far beyond the typical stallion. Admittedly, the spell had been designed to give him something of a submissive horse, but he hadn't thought that it would go this far. Even with that huge two and a half foot cock in the front, this twitching hole and curvy ass stole the show.

He slid his cock back and forth between the horse's ass cheeks, feeling the cheeks quiver and twitch around it. Pushing them together, he got a nice bit of friction, and his cock kept 'kissing' the horse's donut pucker. It kept winking at him, begging to be stuffed.

But he waited. He waited as the horse whimpered beneath him, panting and gasping. He waited, only spanking the horse whenever he opened his mouth, making that rounded rump bounce and jiggle for him.

One minute, two minute, three minutes he teased him this way, only grinding his heavy, thick cock against that thick ass. His tip drooled pre all over the pucker, leaving it wet and shiny, and he could hear the splut, splut, splut of the horse's cock shooting pre all over his throne. That it would need to be cleaned later didn't matter; there were people to do that. What mattered now was the fact that his slave was going to be needy as all hell...and he loved it.

He grabbed the horse by the mane, making the stallion look straight ahead.

“Mmm, you want my cock, Strike?"

“Ah...oh yes..."

“You want it deep inside of you, you slutty stallion?"

“Master, please...please fuck me...I need your cock."

“You aren't a stud at all, are you? Just a needy, horny, desperate little pony boy that needs a hard fucking."

“Just a...needy pony...for dragon cock..."

“Then here it is."

He slammed in hard, and had to hold himself still as that tight, leathery pucker squeezed down harder than he expected. Draconicon groaned as the horse whimpered beneath him, feeling the stallion go over the edge in his first orgasm in his new form, and then slowly calmed down beneath him.

For the dragon, it was an effort in willpower to not cum right away. The feeling of the horse's hole squeezing him, spasming in orgasm, was almost enough to take him there. He'd forgotten how powerfully tight the newly transformed were, and even with how much pre he'd been oozing over the hole, no matter how much he'd been teasing it, it still squeezed him tighter than any of the others did these days. He panted, holding himself completely still to avoid going over the edge...before finally leaning forward, his chest pressing against Strike's back.

“Mmmph...you were a needy little slut…"

“Please...I still am...fuck me, master…"

“Heh...no ordering me around, boy...but I'll fuck you."

Knowing that he wouldn't have very long, Draconicon went hard right from the start. He slammed in, forcing his cock in the rest of the way, up to the hilt. Feeling those heavy horse balls swinging back to hit his own only reinforced how much he loved this, and he pulled back slowly, feeling that donut squeeze on him…

Hell, he watched as that uniquely shaped ass squeezed down on his cock, watched as it was spread wide around his cock. Black against the lighter fur, it was impossible to miss, impossible to see it as anything but the stallion's fuck-hole, and the dragon felt himself becoming almost...feral…

[i]Gotta fuck him...fuck him hard…[/i]

Maybe it was the fact that the stallion was bigger than him, in the crotch area. Maybe it was the fact that this was the first big male that he had transformed, and he needed to make a point. Maybe it was something else entirely.

Whatever the reason, he leaned forward and fucked that horse harder than he had fucked any of his other slaves. He growled deep in his throat, his claws gripping that fat, bouncing ass tightly as he hammered himself home, making it bounce every time that he slammed in, making it quiver around his cock.

The cries of bliss from the stallion only made him thrust harder, faster, his balls swinging forward to smack the stallion's quicker and quicker. The dragon panted, his nostrils flaring as he bucked forward again and again, his cock disappearing ever faster down that tight, black hole, filling it, spreading it, breaking it down.

[i]Mine...you're mine…[/i]

He wasn't sure if he was thinking it, saying it out loud, or even screaming it. He might have been; he swore that there were echoes coming back to him as he fucked that hole as hard as he could. In, out, in, out, his cock throbbing harder than ever as those increasingly slick inner walls squeezed him tighter and tighter.

He lost count of how many orgasms the stallion had one after another; he lost count of the times that he forced the big stud to keep coming. All that mattered was that, at some point, he lost control.

Draconicon yanked the horse right off of the ground, pulling him into the air, and slammed that thick, round ass down against his cock. The horse's legs were spread wide, and his cock pointed towards the petitioner's hall...and they came.

He kept roaring as he came, filling that hole with every bit of cum that he had in his balls, while he heard the splattering sound of horse cum shooting all over the steps. Draconicon didn't care. The constant squeezing, milking feeling of that tight hole around his cock drew him further and further into it, and he growled as he felt other magic running through him, another...deep claim happening.

By the time he was done, the stallion was unconscious, and the other members of the harem - sans Deborah - had arrived. They stared at him, and down at the horse's flank. Draconicon looked down, and groaned.

[i]You do not have to dominate like that,[/i] he thought as he saw a 'brand' with his footprint on the horse's flank. [i]Geez...now you gotta get rid of that later, and…[/i]

He sighed.

“He'll be fine. It's just...instincts."

“Um, Master?"

He looked at the harem again, and groaned as he saw that they were all sporting boners.

“Oh, come on!"

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]