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Experiments from the Other Side

Cocamo was by no means a scientist, nor was he all that interested in the intricate details of how potions or magic worked, but when an opportunity arose to temporarily gender swap and change his form to that of a quadruped, he couldn't help but allow his curiosity to get the better of him. The gryphoness Ceylon had developed a potion that had the described effects, but it only worked on dragons, gryphons, and bipeds, but not on Cocamo due to him not being any of the above. However, when Ceylon created a variant of the potion that was supposedly able to do so to any person, regardless of body shape, gender, or race, Cocamo was happy to give it a shot.

This was a rather out-of-character move for Cocamo, however. In all his life he tried his best to avoid any and all magical-based remedies or solutions, preferring instead to keep exclusively to the physical realities of the world. Much of this came down to the fact that many potions, spells and crystal enchantments did little to affect him ever since he was young, thus giving him the impression that he was just resistant to magic and thus didn't want to rely too heavily on it. He had his combat experience, his physical strength, and in the rare occasions when it was needed, a paralytic venom that had stopping power on just about anyone else who would dare attack him.

He may have had a stint in the military, but he preferred nonlethal forms of self defense, and therefore it was perfect that he had two types of venom: the paralysis venom, and a neurotoxic venom that was very lethal. He had complete control over which one he used, but had to milk himself of the lethal variant every few weeks or so to ensure it didn't ache in his jaws due to lack of use.

Cocamo and Ceylon were casual acquaintances, friends that only spoke rarely. So, when Ceylon called Cocamo to participate in the potion experiment, she managed to get him at exactly the right time. Most days, Cocamo would have refused, but for some reason he was amicable to being experimented on, just this once. They made an appointment, and Cocamo arrived at the NoThEn Labs tower in East Klyneth's outskirts. There, the gryphoness applied the potion intravenously to Cocamo and held him for the following hours to observe what happened.

Much to his delight, Cocamo's body slowly melted and shifted into that of his desired form. What was once a male, bipedal furred fellow with patterns of green, yellow and black slowly turned into that of a female, quadruped lass with those same patterns. He barely felt anything at first, hardly noticed that his body was transforming until he lost his balance and fell onto all fours; only then did he wiggle his rump, feel his junk had been replaced with a dainty feminine slit, and suddenly felt a deep, unquenchable urge to mate.

He explained the situation to Ceylon in as much detail as he could muster; his experience in the military primed him to give detailed debriefings any time something of note happened, so he knew how to file a report and what details to include. When he got to the part about insatiable lust, Ceylon explained that, for any gender-themed transformation into a female, the default always seemed to put them in an estrus heat. Furthermore, if a male had never experienced the female desire of the season, it was even more intense due to the fact they hadn't lived a life to weather its effects.

Ceylon made it clear she was trying to find ways to remove that side effect from the potions, but pretty much every test subject liked it since an overwhelming majority of those who used the potion were doing so for their sexual fantasies.

The lab was titled NoThEn, as in 'Not The Enemy', a term derived from the concept that, in Klyneth, sex is not the enemy and should not be stigmatized. Ceylon's entire enterprise existed to foster positive sexual experimentation, and had partially contributed to the hedonistic views of the locals.

This was a mindset that Cocamo was happy to endorse. He may have preferred non-magical solutions, but the non-magical methods of gender swapping were still in their infancy and took way too long. This solution, at least as a one-time experimentation, was so superior that Cocamo was happy to help out in any way he could.

Upon leaving NoThEn Labs, he was given a very succinct breakdown of what he could expect over the duration of the experiment. Ceylon had told him, "You have exactly one day to do whatever you want in this new body. Don't hold back, there's a residual healing spell in there as well, so if you damage something - say, you tear something internally, if you read me - it will fix itself up. After a full day, so at noon tomorrow, your body will slowly return to your biped, male form over the course of about an hour. Now, your seasonal desires will remain strong, your pheromone output will be amplified due to your body overcompensating, and while I don't know what species that will attract, expect a lot of unwanted attention. Or wanted. I don't know how you plan on dealing with this."

Cocamo took all of this to heart and happily sauntered out into the world, female form fully functional and his own curiosity as insatiable as his feminine urges. He - well, now she - departed the lab around noon and made it to The Near and Dear by dinner time. She knew with absolute certainty that The Near and Dear would be full of patrons eager to hook up with no strings attached, so that was where she felt she'd have the best chance of utilizing her new body.

En route to The Near and Dear, Cocamo stopped at a sexy sex shop to get fitted for some sexy feral-style lingerie. Pink, frilly lingerie, to be precise. While nudity was legal for all in Klyneth - once only allowed for quadrupeds but now legal for all for the sake of equality - most people still dressed up if they could, so there was something sexy about frilly lingerie, something risque and taboo.

By dinner, when she arrived, she didn't feel out of place in the least bit. The Near and Dear was a combination restaurant, bar/tavern, strip club, and brothel, so it was strictly adults-only. The owners Neera and Rime were friends of Ceylon as well, and thus got a lot of endorsement from NoThEn Labs; this made the location the perfect place to ensnare some horny partners.

Soon after arrival, Cocamo found herself on the outside deck, enjoying a drink and casually scoping out potential partners. She considered staying inside, but the interior of the building, though capable of handling quadrupeds, was clearly better equipped to focus on bipeds and quadrupeds that could walk on two legs if need be. That was fine for Cocamo, because the bigger drakes were outside.

Two folks in particular caught her eye. The first was Storm, a black-feathered gryphon with a golden yellow beak and black-tipped claws. He was an off-duty police chief, enjoying a drink after work while scoping out for potential partners. It took very little flirting on behalf of Cocamo to entice him to join her after their meal. The second was Rokanoss, a silver and gray dragon that was far bigger than the average drake. He worked in landscaping around the edges of town, building and carving stone structures for all manner of clients. Though a bit more work on Cocamo's side, she managed to convince the two of them to join her after dinner for some fun.

Neither opposed the idea of sharing her, because as far as they were concerned she had two holes and plenty of room for the both of them. They had no idea what was in store for them. She did, however, take note that while neither required much effort to court, another patron mentioned to her that she smelled absolutely intoxicating. It became quickly clear that she was emitting a large cloud of pheromones around her, one that Ceylon had casually mentioned might be particularly effective on both dragons and gryphons. While this did hurt her ego a bit, it worked for what she had in mind.

After dinner, they all headed to the rural area northwest of Central Klyneth, nestled in between the Northern and western offshoots of town, just south of The Vast Emerald Wood. They had no particular place in mind except that all of them wanted privacy and a natural environment. All the while, Storm in particular couldn't keep his hands off her, casually grabbing her haunches and hoisting her tail to get a good look at what was waiting for him.

She could have said something to get him to back off, but she actually loved the attention and knew what Storm was going through - Cocamo was as lusty a drake as the gryphon when in his male form, so he knew that, as a female, he was going to great lengths to lead him on - so he not only accepted Storm's advances, but encouraged them until they reached their destination.

Their final location was a glade just beyond the edge of the Vast emerald Wood, one dotted by flowers and ferns and lush greenery, all cut in half by a stream meandering through it. The entire glade was about fifty meters by seventy-five meters or so. The exact size wasn't important, but it was big enough to contain Rokanoss's expansive wingspan with ease while still being surrounded by brilliant, emerald-leafed trees on all sides. It was far from town, well-hidden, and perfect for Cocamo.

She pointed to a moss covered rock and motioned for Storm to sit. "Go on, I'll get to you."

Storm did as commanded, but did so with some reluctance. He had made it clear in the flight to the glade that he wasn't one to take orders from anyone unless there was something in it for him. In this case, she had made it clear that there was plenty in it for both he and Rokanoss, but she got to be in control for the majority of the encounter.

The vast gray and silver dragon sat behind Storm, casually watching to see when it was time for him to join. Rokanoss, despite being massive and capable of all the dominance in the world, was a bit of a softie and not as aggressive about taking control as some others. He liked being dominant but only with permission; permission that Cocamo had not yet granted, so he watched with a keen eye.

She glanced back over her shoulders as she peeled off the cloak she wore, revealing in more detail the frilly pink and ivory lingerie she wore. On all four of her legs she wore full-length stockings held up by frilly, schoolgirl-looking bows and ribbons with a raspberry scent. A single corset collar remained around her neck while another bow tied half way down her tail. Nothing covered her loins, so by lifting her tail she was able to expose her petite slit and pert little pucker.

Storm, who had quickly undressed what little he wore, was already rubbing himself in anticipation, grinning and clicking his beak as he stared intently at that slit of hers. When he was finally nude, he peeled back part of his sheath to reveal the throbbing, royal-purple-fleshed cock tip of his, a spined, tapered beast of a unit that both scared and excited Cocamo.

At the same time, Rokanoss parted his own slit to reveal his similarly coloured member from within its silver confines. While Rokanoss's was far larger - he was the size of a small building, after all - it lacked the aggressive formation of Storm's and looked a bit more pleasant as far as she was concerned. She'd give him his release second, she'd need to work up to a member that size.

What shocked her most was that, while her seasonal urges made her loins swell with arousal, the mere sight of those cocks made her maw water. As a mostly straight male, the thought of sucking or licking cock made him gag, but as a female it seemed almost like if she didn't steal a taste it would be a wasted opportunity. As such, he couldn't help but take the first steps towards making this happen.

Once she was standing next to Storm, she paused to compare sizes, noting that Storm, as big as he was, stood eye level with her. She had to be three meters tall or more and at least five long without her tail. She was a big girl, even though her form was lithe, slim, and well-toned. In his natural male form, he'd have been even taller than this gryphon, but as a female he was shorter but still about the same size. She wasn't one to speculate, but she assumed her mass stayed the same, and the trans-potion only redistributed it to give her this new form.

Such thoughts didn't stick in her mind very long at all. Cocamo's thoughts were almost entirely focused on the fantasies of being stuffed by cock on one end and tasting it either before or after. All thoughts she never would have had when in her natural male form. One last thought that did permeate her mind was that, while Storm's cock had a very distinct, musky scent, it wasn't actually doing much for her. She was emanating a pheromone that must have enticed them, but neither dragon nor gryphon musk had the same effect on her. Quite curious, but not really a concern for her at this time.

She'd be sure to share that revelation with Ceylon after the full day's trial period. In the meantime, she had work to do, cocks to taste, and a pussy to satisfy.

Naturally, she started with Storm, nuzzling his crotch and fondling his balls while licking up and down his shaft. She was shocked to realize that, at least while female, she absolutely loved the flavour of gryphon musk! Storm, at her request, let her take control of the situation and laid back, enjoying the attention his cock received and thus allowed Cocamo to do whatever she wanted.

As it turned out, 'what she wanted' was to slobber and make a mess all over the drake's crotch all while careful to not let her fangs snag on his flesh. She had no intention of paralyzing him, not yet. She kneaded his massive balls, nuzzled his sheath, plucked his fur with her lips, suckled at the tip, and eventually did what she could to swallow much of his length, only to find that she seemed to lack a gag reflex! Not only could she completely wrap her muzzle around his cock - which was the size of his forearm, at least - but even with the spines tickling her throat she had no desire to spit it back out!

This allowed her to gulp and suck and swallow, each and every motion proving to be just another effective way to coax more precum out of the gryphon drake. She loved every minute of this, but wanted more. Whether 'more' amounted to a bigger cock in her throat or something stuffing her cunt was unclear, so she motioned for Rokanoss to join them while she turned around so that her rump end was facing Storm, tail up and legs spread.

Both of the drakes took commands quite well. Storm grabbed her tail in one hand and his cock in the other, easily forcing his shaft into her right up to the knot while Rokanoss stepped over her and let Cocamo tug the rest of his cock from its confines so that she could enjoy it as well as she had Storm.

Cocamo really had to take a moment to focus on what it felt like to have her slit penetrated by such an aggressively shaped member. The tapered tip parted her lips with ease, with his fluid mixing with hers in such a way that actually tickled! Soon after, she felt the stretch and the pressure that came with his head slipping into her, something she expected to hurt given the history of how a lass's first time was supposedly always at least a little painful due to not expecting it, but it was nice! The pressure was just enough to satisfy her, the texture tickled her in all the right ways, and while she knew it should have hurt at least bit, she felt only pleasure and a desire for more, so she pushed back with all she had!

In that position, she quickly came to realize that she was the meat in what was known as a spitroast. Storm's cock, which felt a lot better in her than she expected given its spines, parted her lips with ease and teased her insides with expert precision while she struggled to wrap her maw around Rokanoss's massive dragon member. It was a chore, but one so worth her time.

There she remained, bouncing happily on Storm's member, grinding her hips against his as she gained the confidence to stroke him using her flesh. She wasn't very good at it, at least not at first; her motions were jerky, she lacked the muscle control needed to really do the job, so Storm took the initiative and started bucking into her with increased vigour while she focused on Rokanoss.

This really did start out quite well for her, ensuring she didn't need to focus on both ends at once. She could relax her hindquarters and focus entirely on slobbering all over Rokanoss's cock, tasting the dragon's musk and gulping down all she could with each swallow. Unlike Storm's member, she had a real hard time handling the thickness of the dragon, but she didn't worry too much about it. Mostly because the more she got worked by the gryphon, the less she could focus on Rokanoss. As it turned out, Storm was quite efficient when it came to stimulating the females, but he didn't know that she was a virgin in this form. As a result, while he was doing a damn fine job, it was a bit too much.

Cocamo had to struggle to handle the aggressive pounding she was getting. What started pleasant and fun quickly turned into a real chore and some very sore flesh. The friction and heat was nice - his cock made her tingle in ways she didn't expect - but the pounding abuse quickly grew to overwhelm her. Fortunately, Rokanoss was quite perceptive of this and politely backed off to let her focus on Storm. He didn't want to overwhelm her and saw that the gryphon was well on his way.

She appreciated this, pulled her gullet off his member, and turned back around while still plugged by his member. He hadn't knotted her yet, but it was clear he intended to. This was good for Cocamo, since she also wanted to feel a knot in her, but she was realizing quite quickly that she needed to move at her own pace or she'd just end up sore. The solution was simple, but it was one she wasn't sure Storm would be interested in since he seemed to be the type to want to be in control.

By spinning around and hopping up onto him, she ended up in a cowgirl position with her two front talons on the gryphon's shoulders and the other two on his thighs while squatting on his cock. His knot wasn't in her yet, but she was keen to see what she could do to make it happen so she leaned almost all of her weight down upon him while wiggling her haunches, each movement seeming to get him to slip a bit deeper into her.

However, the more she worked him the clearer it was that he wanted to just force himself in and tie with her faster than she was able to accommodate. He grabbed her hips, held her down, and while it was obvious he was just trying to keep up with her and give her what she wanted, it was definitely too much for her and thus made her jump to her last resort.

While bouncing on his cock and struggling to keep from wincing in discomfort, she nuzzled into his neck and bit down as hard as she could. Given her mouthy behaviour prior, this didn't seem out of the ordinary at all to either Storm or Rokanoss, but the sharp pain that burst from the gryphon's neck to spread throughout his torso quickly changed the tone of the situation.

She had used her paralytic venom on him, and that hot pain that seeped through him was what slowly stole the control from his body. He tried to push her off, but found he lacked any and all strength in his arm to do so, and this same full-bodied fatigue quickly overcame the entirety of his form from beak to tail tip to claws. The only muscles that had any strength were the smoothe muscles and cardiac muscles: his heart and any other internal organ. He lacked any control to move, but could still breathe.

He was also fully conscious of what was happening, so while he was panicking a bit, flopped down on the mossy rock, he was very well aware that Cocamo was not stopping her actions with his still-erect cock. His heart still beat, and thus his member remained firm!

This was exactly what Cocamo had in mind. Storm was immobilized but still hard as could be, thus ensuring she had complete control over what happened next and that as long as she kept her maw clamped around his neck it'd just look like he was in the throes of passion and not immobilized.

The position was perfect, and thus she happily started bouncing up and down on his cock, slowly relishing the sensation of the tapered tip plowing into her and spreading her open. What was even more pleasant was the meaty spines that tugged on her flesh every time she ascended, giving her a sensation similar to the yanking of a knot without quite being the exact same. Naturally, she chose to continue until she got what she wanted, bouncing on his member and grinding every time she felt that knot of his slap against her slit lips.

She kept at this for a bit longer than she expected to be able to. As far as she knew, female natural lubricant didn't exactly flow like it did in porn, so the fact that her depths remained well-lubed and slick throughout was actually a positive surprise for her! So much so that she was able to bounce and grind with increased vigour every few motions until, finally, she felt his knot widen her just enough to have it lurch into her in one fluid motion!

There was an audible pop as his knot burst into her followed by a guttural squelch of cum and fluids bursting out of her. She immediately silenced the sound of her loins by the growl of her gullet as she struggled to keep from crying out. She wasn't in pain, as she might have expected, but the sudden pressure and friction that bubbled up inside her was certainly overwhelming!

Fortunately for her, she got exactly what she wanted out of the situation. Not only did she get to feel the sensation of a knot slipping into her and swelling up to tie them together, she also got the immediately gratifying sensation of feeling the thick ropes of his seed splashing against her insides and filling her to the point of nearly bloating!

All she could think to herself was, "That's how that feels..."

But it didn't last as long as she would have liked. The building pressure from his cum filling her depths mixed with the pressure of his expanding knot to teach her a lesson about this female form. She wasn't built to handle a tie; in fact, she had no widened bit of flesh inside her to hold a knot, no knot reservoir, and thus the added pressure just forced him out of her with a squelch as loud and messy-sounding as the first one followed by the splash of a torrent of cum soaking the rock beneath her!

Only his tip remained inside, and Storm managed only the slightest of movements as he curled the edges of his beak up into a smile. He clearly was enjoying himself, even if he lacked the ability to be in control. Little did Cocamo know, one of his greatest fantasies was to find a partner who not only could take control like she had, but also was as eager to find a mutual climax as he. Usually he had to do all the work, and while the dominance was fun, he liked an enthusiastic partner.

Post Storm, Cocamo immediately felt like she had somehow let Rokanoss down by using up her orgasm on the gryphon. She had felt that wonderful, full-bodied sensation coursing through her body from the moment she felt his knot slip into him, but unlike that climactic pleasure when male, as a female it just got him even more worked up and made her want a dragon to follow up! Her concern that she'd spent herself on Storm was quickly assuaged as the sight of massive dragon dick made her tender lips swell once more in preparation of what was to come.

She motioned for him to join her near the rock only to have Rokanoss seem a bit hesitant. He saw that Storm was completely immobile and not moving, so he had his concerns. However, once Cocamo explained the situation with the paralytic venom to her and that she needed him to slow down so that was her solution, he relaxed a bit. He didn't explain to her that his scales were virtually impenetrable, but he felt confident having a go at her knowing all he needed to do was not go too rough or too hard on her.

Cocamo failed to tell him that this was her first experience as a female, and thus any amount of effort on his part - especially with a member that large - would require that she be in complete control. At the time, she didn't have any desire to trick him with her venom and, with him knowing her desire to control the situation, she figured she could just have fun with him. With that in mind, she rolled onto her back, spread her legs and used her hands to spread her lips, and invited him to mount!

Rokanoss rumbled a deep, guttural growl before pinning her to the ground with one of his front talons. He waited for a look of approval before squatting down and grinding his crotch against hers, member smearing fluids all over her belly and soaking the lingerie stockings on her inner thighs. He gyrated and thrust, probing at her slit with a certain self-assurance in order to loosen her up and dilate her flesh enough to handle his tapered member.

Fortunately for the pair of them, he was a bit better shaped for her and was able to probe with relative ease. Sure, his girth was noticeably more substantial than Storm's - which was by no fault of the gryphon, dragons are just generally larger and Rokanoss was a quadruped compared to Storm's biped form - but it had fewer features and a rounder tip to make it slide in with relative ease.

Much like how Storm had gone, Rokanoss's member parted her lips and plunged into her with ease, burying about half its length within Cocamo's slit and giving her the faintest of belly bulges! She was shocked by this and a little turned off, but once he started pumping his length in and out of her, she quickly embraced the sensation!

The sheer volume of his member ensured that even a shallow motion - be it a thrust in or out, a subtle rock from side to side, or a throbbing pulsation - felt like a whole buck to her. Everything was accentuated, his heat, his weight, his girth, his motions, all dialed up past 100% to give her such an overwhelming sensation that she lost herself in feral lust!

That was why, even though she'd expressed disinterest in ensnaring him the same way she'd done so to Storm, she couldn't help but knead at his neck and find a weak spot the moment he knelt down to press his chest to hers. She peeled a single scale back, twisted her head to the side, and bit down with all her might to puncture the relatively soft flesh beneath his ventral scale.

He twitched with surprise, the motion stabbing all but his knot into her, before pulling away and glaring at her. The moment he realized what had happened, they locked eyes, assessing the situation. She had an apologetic look, but Rokanoss could only smirk knowingly before collapsing atop her, rump end still up and cock still buried to the knot inside her. His wings flopped down on either side of them, and his chin dug a furrow in the dirt as he smiled, happily still throbbing inside her.

Cocamo then wiggled her way out from under his heavy torso all while deliberately keeping as much of his erect cock buried between her legs. She worried - rightfully - that if he popped out of her he couldn't milk the dragon seed from him that she wanted! So, after a rather twisty and flexible series of repositioning, she found herself on all fours underneath his belly with her tail hoisted up over her back and legs spread so that she was at exactly the right height to take advantage of the dragon, who remained in a position with his hindquarters raised and chest on the ground.

There, she started slowly rocking back and forth, concentrating on the sensation of having such a huge cock pumping in and out of her at a pace she was able to handle. The rounded head tugged on her in much the same way Storm's spines had, but the rounded nature of his every feature ensured that his length was able to slowly pump in and out with relative ease.

She had absolutely no hope of taking that knot, no matter how much she tried, so she did what she knew was necessary by wrapping her tail around the neck of his cock - between the knot and sheath - and using that to tug! Not only did it mean she got to stimulate the part of a dragon that was most integral to their climax, but it also meant she got more leverage when it came to forcing herself onto him repeatedly!

Unfortunately for her - and for Rokanoss, let's be honest - she hadn't really factored in how little control the dragon would have when paralyzed and thus the coil of her tail pretty much instantly triggered his ejaculation!

The dragon's cock throbbed and pumped more and more into her with each voluminous spurt! She didn't even have to move, to stroke him with her lips, to coax a never-ending stream of seed from his depths in that position. She tried, of course; skies above, she tried; but all that did was amplify the pressure and force the milky mess out of her in jets that escaped between her lips and his shaft, cascading off the bulge of his knot and soaking the both of their hindquarters!

Such sudden and intense sensations brought her to yet another plateau of pleasure, rendering her weak and trembling as that tingling heat of orgasm coursed through her body. All she could do after a few moments of intense, muscle-contracting delight, was collapse beneath him, her weight tugging his cock out of her and leaving the pair of them spent and paralyzed, each in their own way.

Her loins were sore, her legs weak, and her entire hind end soaked in the essence of Dragon, and yet all she wanted was to do it all over again. Sadly, both Storm and Rokanoss were incapacitated by her Venom, and thus she'd have too difficult of a time doing anything about it. She lacked the strength to do the initial forcing in of those cocks, so she needed to try again.

After stumbling back to her feet and redressing with her cloak, she took a moment to assure both Storm and Rokanoss that the venom would wear off in an hour or so, and therefore they were in no danger. She gave each one a gentle kiss on the cheek and beak - something she wouldn't have ever done while in her natural male form - and sauntered off, leaving the pair of them to do as they wished.

However, she didn't actually know what was going to happen next. Part of her felt it pertinent to return to NoThEn Labs to give a full report of her day thus far, but the rest of her really, really wanted to go back to The Near and Dear to find another pair of victims to milk dry.

She grinned, showing her fangs while hopping through the vibrant, emerald-hued underbrush. The sheer power and self assurance she felt thanks to her venom gave her a confidence that she was sure most females never got to experience. That power fantasy ensured that, while she wasn't the biggest fan of magic or spells or potions, maybe under the right circumstances there could be a time and a place for them!

If nothing else, she still had half a day's worth of estrus to spend, and she was going to milk that transformation for all it was worth. And when she was done, she was sure she could submit herself to more of Ceylon's experiments. Who knows, maybe the gryphoness would find a way to let Cocamo's loins properly tie with a knot!

Only time would tell, but now that she had participated in experiments from the opposite perspective, she was ready to take on the world, see what else was in store for a confident, sexually positive female of her kind. Not a dragon, not a gryphon, but a uniquely qualified lass that seemed to have at least some sway over both.

The Near and Dear awaited her, and she couldn't have been happier about it.