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Chaos and Pleasure

By Draconicon

Teleportation was the easiest way of getting around, but when visiting her brother's city, Drakina liked to take it slower. Besides, it was easier to have her fun that way. The purple dragoness liked to bend reality around her little finger, and even with her brother's protections in place, the city he had called Maiyone still tended to lean towards her.

She'd allowed herself one teleportation, of course. One wasn't going to take a plane flight or a boat ride to the city when one didn't have to. However, once she arrived at the central bus station of the city, she found herself being stared at. Just as she liked.

The purple dragoness stood tall, letting the wind catch her wings as they flared behind her back. Her toe-claws caught the grate beneath her feet, anchoring her as the last of a rainstorm dribbled down under her feet. The wind, chill but with the summer heat just under it, would dry her soon enough.

Of course, they weren't staring at her for her wings. They were staring at her for her nudity, something that she flaunted. She rested her hand on her hip, looking around at the well-dressed businessmen and women. A husky, a doberman, a lizard, an owl, an orca, a vixen, and so many more. They were all dressed to impress, whereas she wasn't dressed in the slightest, her cock and balls hanging down, her tits out in the open, and her tail raised just enough for anyone passing by behind her to see both her ass and her pussy if they took a good look.

She was a purple beacon of perversion, and a single flap of her wings silenced any protest that might have been made, fanning the scent that she cultivated around her, carrying the dominating scent of dragon pheromones to all the minds around her. Seeing everyone stiffen up and go ram-rod straight, sporting wet boners in their pants and slick stockings under skirts, was just one more reminder of her own power.

Drakina chuckled, shaking her head.

"Brother, brother, brother...you really need to boost your protections."

The dragoness strolled forward, slowly folding her wings against her back. She approached one of the businessmen, lifting his chin so that he could look up at her. The doberman looked out of it, of course, but she was used to that. Resting his chin between her breasts, she gently fixed him with a dragon's stare. Her brother's was white; hers was a fiery purple, a few shades darker than her scales.

"Tell me, where can a lady find a dull little neighborhood that needs livening up?"

"Um...there's...the financial district..." the doberman managed to get out.

"Mmm, that sounds perfect. Now, which bus do I have to get on for that?"

"The...the number...number 23..."

He was all but drooling now, just as they usually did. She chuckled, patting his head as she walked for the appropriate stop. All eyes were on her, all focus on her ass, or her swaying cock, or her breasts as they fell against her chest. The sheer size of them kept them from bouncing as some girls would do; they just rested there, a testament to her womanhood in their own way.

The crowd parted for her, everyone under her spell. She looked down at a watch that didn't exist, shaking her head.

"Already five minutes, brother dear. Are you distracted? Or are you just letting me run free?"

Either way, she was fine with it. The bus pulled up a few seconds later, and she stepped on board. The driver didn't stop her. He just smiled, drooling slightly down his shirt as she walked up to him. A little magic combined with her pheromones went a very, very long way towards keeping the world obedient to her wishes.

"The financial district?" she asked.

"Uh...uh, yes, ma'am..."

"Mistress, I think you mean."

"Uh, yesh, mistress."

Slurring already. She frowned slightly, shaking her head as she followed the aisle of the bus back to the rear. Before she sat down, she picked out a husky female that was staring at her. A simple gesture to the bench had the musk-magic-zonked woman on her back, her face up, a perfect addition to the cushion. Drakina sat down, feeling that muzzle going up between her ass cheeks, and then a tongue against her asshole.

Hmmm...easier than usual...

Shaking her head, she crossed her legs, trying to focus on the pleasure of a canine's tongue against her hole, but it was a little tricky as the world kept bending to her will. The bus was already changing, becoming something more debauched around her, the seats warping to bondage chairs, each one with a dildo mounted to the underside. She could feel the people around her going into heat and rut, their clothes melting off of them without her entirely directing it. Soon, they were dressed in slutty versions of their old clothes, from short skirts without panties that didn't even cover one's sex to leather that clenched tight around hardening packages.

"Hmmmm..."

Drakina rode the bus halfway to the financial district before pulling the cord. The bus stopped, most people orgasmed from the sudden shift in movement, and the purple dragoness got to her feet. She stepped out of the rear door of the bus, slowly looking around her.

The world was changing, alright, and this time, it wasn't her doing. She was just profiting from it. The city pavement was rolling up and down in waves, the concrete losing its solidity and becoming almost tentacle-like with its various masses of movement. Nobody on the streets noticed, not even when they were picked up and fucked by the new, smooth tendrils that were coming from the formerly solid ground.

What gave it away most, however, was when the footwear of everyone started disappearing, shifting into something else. When their shoes became black high heels, supported at heel and toe with jaw-like halves and a tongue licking up at the sole beneath, she knew what was going on. Drakina sighed.

"I came here to cause a little chaos, not stop it, brother dear. But, of course. The moment I visit, for the first time since we agreed to this little treaty, you go into rut."

No wonder the world was going mad. Her brother had tapped much of his magic into the city itself, which meant that it would change according to his moods. She had thought that she was simply affecting everyone with her own power, but instead, she was just riding along with what her brother was already doing. Draconicon was probably in the middle of fucking some of his own harem, and that lust was bleeding out into the rest of his world.

Since they were related, that meant that anything that she did that went with what he was doing only enhanced the effects further. She shook her head, flicking her fingers out in a cutting motion. The tentacles dropped the other pedestrians around her back to the sidewalk and the streets, allowing them to keep walking.

"So much for a playful vacation."

Drakina started to take to the sky, only to feel a tendril wrap around her ankle. She slowly turned to stare at it, and her purple-eyed gaze withered it in place, leaving it crumbling in sheer shame of trying to reach for someone like her.

"Yes, that's right. Bend, reality. Bend."

It released her, and she took to the air. Other minor corruptions followed, from the gryphon busses forgetting their duties and humping each other to the buildings starting to create individualized dungeons in each room for those inside. She could feel the entire city changing, all emanating from the center of the city, at the skyscraper that her brother called home. The purple dragoness kept flapping her wings to gain altitude, getting higher and higher until she cleared the rest of the city.

She allowed her magic to hold her aloft at that point, crossing her arms under her breasts as she tapped her foot on a surface that was not there. She glared through the space between her and the tallest skyscraper in the city, narrowing her eyes at the windows in the distance. There was no way to see her brother from there, but she could sense the black dragon at work, and she could feel her brother humping at some hapless little slut.

Ahem.

Her thought-spell drifted to it, and she felt the world freeze. Then, it actually did. Everything stopped in place, nothing moving, nothing shifting, nothing moving even a fraction of an inch as she stood there, waiting. Slowly, one window in the distance opened, and a familiar, black-scaled head popped out.

"Brotheeeeeeeeeer."

Her call wound out to him, and she pointed to the air before her. Her older brother sighed, taking to the sky again and flying to her. He floated in front of her, robe shamelessly open, dick shining with spit.

"What is it?"

"Now, normally I don't mind having all this chaos going on, but if you wouldn't mind looking around?"

He did, and she saw the blush coming to his cheeks, even as his cock throbbed all the harder. Drakina shook her head, keeping her hands tightly at her sides; they'd made a deal, and she wasn't going to violate it, even if she did sometimes miss her brother's shaft.

"...Did you do this?"

"Ah, now, that is the reason why I mind this chaos."

"What do you mean?"

"It's not mine?"

"It's not? Then - oh."

"Mmm-hmmm." She saw his head turn away, but she could feel his eyes on her. More than usual, too. "And you're in rut, aren't you?"

"...I'm taking care of it."

"Brother, dear. We both know you need more than that."

"They can satisfy me."

"Brother, we're dragons." She chuckled. "Insatiability is part of being what we are. But for now...let's take this somewhere else. Before your little city makes Cthulhu jealous of the orgies going on."

The End

Summary: Drakina pays a visit to Drac's city. Lots of fun there, but also a lot of weirdness.

Tags: H/solo, H/F, H/M, Drakina, Draconicon, Drac's City, Corruption, Reality Twisting, Tentacles, Rimming, Face-Sitting, Foot Fetish, Nudity, Magic, Musk,