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His Further Education

Part 4

For Repanbo

By Draconicon

With Gann actually connecting to the magic of her world, things started improving. It didn't get to the degree where he was calling on it for everything or it was coming to his aid regularly the way that it was back in Drac's world, but that would come with time. Over there, Gann had had months to start putting out his power, letting magic know that he existed. Here, he'd barely had a day.

Drakina laid back on her bed, her mare slave working her ass up and down the dragoness's cock as Gann worked on flirting, seducing the magic into working with him. She smiled slightly as he got his ass groped more than once, but the green dragon recovered well. Most of the time.

"You're going to get spitroasted again," she said, watching as the currents of magic swirled and swelled around her apprentice.

"I'm trying to avoid that," Gann said, twisting about a bit, shifting. "The magic here is more...aggressive."

"You can thank me for that."

"I doubt you shifted an entire world's magic..." He paused, blinking. "Then again, if anyone could..."

"Don't worry. I didn't. Just the local stuff."

She turned her attention back to the mare on her lap. The former queen had been quite the matriarch in her time, four hundred years ago. The mare had led her herd of a kingdom with an iron fist, controlling the gold and trade to a degree that the other kingdoms had never been able to compete with. It was through her that the 'war' against the region of Suresh had been able to continue for as long as it had.

These days, the mare was a bit more of an anal addict, her pucker constantly straining for her mistress's cock. Drakina was always happy to give it to the big-assed woman.

As the mare bounced up and down, clapping her large ass-cheeks together, Drakina leaned her head back and let the horse do her work. She didn't have to watch Gann to know how he was doing. She could feel the magic, and through it, him.

He was slowly reaching out to it, offering it deals in terms of concepts and submission. The magic had been so aggressively submissive to her for so long that it didn't entirely know how to deal with it, but it was definitely interested, interested in a way that surprised her. She intentionally damped down the initial reaction, not wanting the magic to pick up on her slight jealousy when it was still starting to bond with Gann. The last thing she needed was for the magic to think that it could play favorites between the two of them, or try and play them off each other.

She crossed her legs slightly, and the mare reached down, groping the dragoness's balls as she bounced up and down and up and down, each thrust down forcing that fat purple dick deep into that rounded horse butt. She groaned under her breath, savoring the feeling of that tight hole clenching around her, giving her that pleasure that she craved.

The magic shifted, and she heard Gann grunt. He was trying to pull himself off of another metaphysical dick, she imagined, and when she felt for him, she found that she was right. The green dragon was struggling against the bindings that the magic was putting on him, the grip that held him against the wall, and the half-real throbbing shaft that was already pushing itself right up his ass.

She rolled her eyes. She couldn't leave him alone for a minute, she swore.

"Off," she told the mare, and the horse slave slipped to the side, her puffy pucker popping as she slid off of the dragoness's cock. Drakina sat up, shaking her head at the sight of the green dragon.

His ass cheeks were spread, his arms were pinned to the wall, and his eyes were rolling back as something invisible pounded in and out of his ass. It was clear that he was enjoying the hard magical fucking that was going on, but just as clear that he wasn't doing anything to give himself to it besides on the physical level. She sighed, rubbing her forehead as she got to her feet.

"Alright, stop, stop, stop," she muttered.

The magic came to an end, and Gann gasped as he slumped against the wall, huffing and puffing for breath. She gave him a gentle tug on the tail, pulling him to his feet and setting him so that he could stare straight ahead. She parted his cheeks again, rubbing along the hole, gently encouraging it to close again after the magic had left him gaping.

That part is my property, she told the magic. If you gape it again, I will be most displeased.

The magic shivered around them, making the whole mountain tremble slightly. She smiled. It was good that it still knew its place.

As Gann recovered, she turned his head to face back towards her. She cocked her head to the side, looking him in the eye.

"What went wrong?"

"I don't know. It's hard to think when it just...grabs me like that."

"You forgot how to flirt?"

"Well, not forgot, more...just get swept up in it."

"That's not going to work here, and you know it," she said, shaking her head with a chuckle. "And we both know that you won't be a good long-term bitch."

"Hey, you never know."

"I think we both know."

"...True."

Gann managed to steady himself, and she let go, allowing him to stand on his own. As he brushed himself off, he took a deep breath.

"Okay. So. What are you going to teach me here?"

"You want to learn lessons when you can't even properly submit to the magic yet?"

"Well, I want to know where we're going with it," he said, shrugging. "Maybe it'll give me the motivation that I need to do it right."

The dragoness shook her head, but with a smile. She knew what he was doing, but she didn't mind, this time. He was giving her a good bit of bullshit to get around waiting. Swirling her hand through the air, she collected a glass of water from further down the mountain, the magic giving it to her without even needing to be asked.

"What will I be teaching you...heh..."

She sipped the water as she smiled, shaking her head. It was going to be a pain and a half to try and explain this level of magic. Drac had a better handle on the technicalities of it than she did, at least, when he tried to explain her type of magic at all. He always claimed that it gave him a headache, but he was always interested in giving it a try, too. She wasn't sure that she believed him when he said that he hated how her magic worked. He was too interested in it.

Regardless, she tried to put it into words.

"You've already learned one of the big steps. You learned that magic is living, and that it has a will, a will that you can serve, twist, dominate...any number of things. The next part of that is to take that living thing and then..." She twisted her hands around, trying to come up with the right way to put it. "Ugh. The only way that I can think to describe it is to become it."

"No way. No way. You mean...literally becoming magic?"

"Like I said, it's the best way that I can put it, but it's still not quite the right way to explain it," she said, shaking her head. "You don't leave your body behind entirely. Have you ever tried elemental transformation?"

"Um...kinda? It was a weird time."

"Let me guess. Flame-boi?"

"Earth-boi. Big statue with a big butt."

"Why am I not surprised?" Drakina chuckled. "But think of that, and then imagine something similar, where the magic becomes you, and you become magic."

"...That's weird, but it doesn't sound that impressive."

"It is when you can make the will of magic become your will, and you essentially become a magic elemental that's connected to every bit of magic around you."

Gann's eyes widened second by second until they looked like they really would spit his eyeballs out onto the floor. She shook her head; she knew that it was still not quite the right way to put it, but it was the best she could do.

She didn't even have a name for what it was called. It allowed someone to shed part of their physical form, or even all of it, becoming magic incarnate. The magic of the world would surge towards the being involved, like metal coming to a powerful magnet, and it would continue to surge higher and higher until one became a titan of pure magic.

It wasn't an easy thing to maintain, of course. Magic without a purpose tended to lose concentration over time, and without a body to hold it together, a magic titan could easily become similar to a giant source of radiation. All that magic pouring out would gradually corrupt the world around the person involved, and that would lead to a whole different kind of world than the one that they had started with. She remembered how it had gone the time that she'd attempted it the first time. Not only had she almost lost herself in it, her mind fading into the nothingness that awaited when magic was exhausted, but she'd almost turned half of Suresh into a wasteland.

These days, that part of Suresh was the richer, more magical side of the city, the place where things were, admittedly, kind of insane. Pulling that much magic into an area, regardless of how you channeled it, would have long-lasting effects. She had done her best to minimize it, but some people liked it, so it was still there. People tended to mutate and transform based on their inner thoughts when they passed through, and some of her subjects used that part of the city as a rite of passage, using the raw magic in the air to become their true selves.

It worked, so she let it continue for the most part, just interfering when it was becoming a problem for people outside of her dominion.

Gann still stared at her as if she had said something beyond comprehension, and she shook her head.

"What?"

"You're telling me...that you can become a titan of pure magic? And you don't do that all the time?"

"It's got disadvantages, too."

"Yeah, but not much. Why wouldn't you do that?"

"Because I like my body," she said, shrugging. "I don't need it to be even more powerful for it to be something that I want to be."

"Couldn't you just...you know...make the magic look like you?"

"I could, but would you really want to be spending all your time with no scales, no eyes, no real body, just the illusion that you used your substance to make?"

"...Ah."

"There you go," she said, sipping down the rest of her water.

Of course, there was something else about becoming that titan that made it rather...interesting. Magic might be part of reality, but it also had a giant middle finger raised in reality's general direction just by existing. When one became a titan, when one pulled that much magic into one place at once, things started getting twisted in a whole new way.

She finished her glass, and let go. It disappeared before it hit the floor, and the dragoness stretched her arms over her head.

"You think that you can get the magic to bond with you by...What time is it, slave?"

"Three hours past noon, Mistress," the mare said.

"Alright. Do you think you can get the magic to bond with you in three hours, Gann?"

"Well, I think that's definitely doable, but -"

"Do it, and you get your first lesson today. Fail, and you wait until next week."

"Next week?! But - why?"

"Because I have meetings tomorrow. Big ones."

"...You? Meetings?" Gann blinked. "I thought that was Drac's thing?"

"In his world, yes. In my world, they become mine."

And they were going to be boring, very, very boring, so she hoped that Gann would be able to give her the excuse that she needed to get out of them. Let the world see a brand new mage, one that needed training, and she'd have all the reason she needed to skive out of meetings with the king and others.

She waved dismissively.

"Go on. Find a way to bond. I'll be here."

"You're not going to oversee it?"

"You did it once, right?" She smirked. "This one should be even easier, from what you were saying."

"Yeah, um...I might have been wrong about that."

Drakina didn't question him. She just smiled, cocking her head to the side, making it clear that it didn't matter whether he was right or wrong. What mattered was getting it done. And this time, she had given her timeline. Gann met her eye for a moment more before sighing.

"I'll try."

"Good dwaggie."

He blushed, darting off. Drakina chuckled to herself, turning back to the mare on the ground before her, the former queen smiling, rubbing her breasts as she stared at the dragoness's cock.

"Now, where were we?" the dragoness whispered.

The mare was just leaving with a creampie in her ass and cum on her tits when Gann came rushing back into the room. The green dragon almost knocked the former queen over, he was so eager, and he gripped the footboard of Drakina's bed.

"I did it. I did it."

"Did you?" Drakina asked with a small chuckle. "Then show me. Flirt with it, submit to it, and show me."

Gann did as he was told, the green dragon stepping back from the bed and holding out his hand. No sooner had he done so than the magic in the room shifted. It exerted pressure on the dragon's palm, taking hold of it. Gann moaned, arching his back slowly, rolling his head back as he rode the tugging grip that the magic exerted on him, rising from the floor.

Doing something, at least. He wasn't doing that earlier.

She half-expected him to start getting fucked in short order, but instead, the dragon started to dance with the magic, offering it touches, but not penetration, offering it smiles, but not satisfaction.

Dangerous, but he likes to skirt the edge...

The other dragon spread his legs, and to Drakina's eyes, she could see the magic spreading over him, tendrils of light pressing between Gann's legs, tight grips forming on his cock, pressure on his ass cheeks. The magic was all around him, squeezing him, holding him, obviously straining to own him. There were glints and sparks along the other dragon's scales where the magic touched more strongly, gripping and pulling, but Gann held firm.

By the end of the little dance, the magic put him back down, hovering behind him, waiting, almost more like a guardian now than an eager lover. Truly, the magic was that much more aggressive in her world.

She chuckled, nodding.

"Very well done."

"Seriously?"

"Definitely. I expected you to make me wait a week while you got it handled and sorted, and instead, you get it done. How dare you make me fulfill a promise?" she asked with a sarcastic smirk.

"Well, you know, making sure that you do what you're supposed to do."

"Nobody does that. Not even Drac."

"Well, maybe I can learn. Someone's gotta be the magical titan in this relationship, and if you like being normal so much..."

It was a playful challenge rather than a disrespectful one. She could tell the difference. Drakina chuckled to herself, shaking her head as she got to her feet.

"Well, if you think that you're that ready, let's go to the top of the mountain again. This time, you open up the way."

"...Uh, um..." Gann looked up at the top of the ceiling, looking at the rock, then at her, and then back up again. "How do I do that?"

"You want to be a titan?" She smiled, crossing her arms. "You're smart. Figure it out."

"Come on. This isn't teaching."

"You're right. If I was teaching you, I'd be getting a lot more blowjobs and more."

"Is that a hint to get started?"

"I thought it was the next thing to a command, actually," she said, chuckling. "Now, get on your knees, and start sucking your mistress."

"Yes, Mistress."

Gann was quick to come over to her, kneeling between her legs and nuzzling against her crotch. He pressed his nose right into her balls, breathing slowly, and she could see the way that his eyes rolled back at the soft musk that was present right between the shaft and her sac. His eyes were clearly glazing over as he breathed it in, panting softly under his breath, and she smiled as she lifted her legs, putting them on his shoulders.

"Go on. Keep breathing it in. Keep learning your mistress's scent..."

She pulled him down with her heels on his back, making sure that he kept nuzzling into that special spot, that sweet spot where the smell was nice and strong. She made sure that he got a good whiff of her balls, and then up towards her cock. Her pussy drooled slightly down to her ass, but she didn't quite need attention there just yet. She wanted him to work with her shaft, to show off a bit.

As he worked his way from the base of her cock towards the tip, she reached up and caressed her breasts, squeezing them slowly. She moaned under her breath as she played with herself, pinching at her nipples, pulling on them for a second or two before allowing them to fall back down.

"Mmmm..."

"Mmmph...Mistress...smells good..."

He moaned for her, and she smiled. She knew that he'd like being able to worship her scent as well as her body. She extended her tail, and unsurprisingly, she found his cock throbbing in its cage.

No unlocking for you just yet, she thought, rubbing her tail against the cage a few times as it rattled and clacked against the ring that secured it. Soon, though. Soon. You'll slide right out of that if you manage the transformation.

Instead, she used her tail to tug on his cock cage, making sure to keep the pressure up on his groin, ensuring that he stayed nice and aroused for her. Everything that she did, she did to make sure that his cock was horny, that he was horny, that he was obedient.

After all, a good student did what their teacher said.

When he reached the tip of her cock, she allowed him one kiss to the tip of her shaft before letting go of one breast and grabbing one of his horns. She yanked him down, hard, forcing him to suck along her cock. He gagged as she shoved the whole length down his throat in one go, but she didn't let up, forcing him to take it again and again and again, each time ramming her dick down his neck in a way that drew a gag out of him.

Gann panted as he struggled to keep up, coughing from time to time, but she was never pushing him quite past his limits. He might think that she was, and he probably did, but she was always aware of just how tight his throat was getting, and just how hard he was gasping for breath. She knew how to see what people wanted, what people needed, and she knew better than most what Gann needed right now.

He had been allowed all this free time, all this downtime to try and figure things out for himself. His brain was tired. He needed a chance to just let it shut down and be a good little slave for a while.

So, she held his head tight, humping into his throat, making good use of his oral skills to get herself good and stiff and throbbing. Soon, she was grinding her balls into his chin with every thrust, and he moaned for it, swallowing down around the head of her cock every time she pulled back.

However, there was something else that needed to be done. Drakina smirked...then rolled.

She dragged him along with her, forcing him under her as she started humping his face. Gann gasped as his head was hammered right into her bed, forced down into the cushion as she kept thrusting away. He couldn't escape, his horns digging into the bed beneath him, and she used his throat to the fullest.

In, out, in, out, she thrust, each time burying her cock down into his neck, barely able to make out the bulge before she shifted positions slightly, making sure that each thrust bottomed out inside of him. She took her time, resting her balls against his chin, making sure that he was huffing her musk from her crotch. She moaned from time to time, but mostly, it was her using her body to form him, warp him, into a good oral slut.

In, out, in, out, her thick purple cock making his neck stretch, encouraging him to swallow all the time. She stroked his head when he did particularly good, but didn't speak. She didn't want to stop the fun they were having.

"That's it...that's what I've been missing...my hot little apprentice putting his mouth to good use..."

He groaned under her, and she felt his chastity cage flick against her tail. Oh, he was getting into it, still, that was for sure. She flicked it back and forth, tugging on him while she kept fucking his throat.

With all the swallowing he did, she wondered if he even tasted her precum anymore. Even if he didn't, though, he was still feeding on it. Forward, back, forward, back, thrusting down his throat, forcing him to swallow down all that musky fluid. She could feel him groaning, feel the vibration against her cock. He was getting close, she imagined, close to blowing his load in the chastity cage just from the feeling of her cock diving down his throat.

Forward, back, forward, back, forward, back -

Then further back.

Drakina blinked at the sudden shift in positioning, finding herself on her back and Gann getting up. He had straddled her waist, turning to face away from her before plopping down on her crotch.

"Nnngh...ah...ah..."

Gann was panting hard, but it wasn't just that he was horny. No. He was being used, the magic that he had submitted to pushing through him, taking more power and riding in him. It wasn't just protecting him, either. The same magic that submitted to her dominated the smaller dragon, and now it was using that domination to serve her.

She saw Gann's eyes start glowing with the power of the magic in the air, and she sighed, rubbing her forehead.

"Really? You're interrupting now?" she asked.

"It is a unique chance. For once, we may serve you."

"Yes, yes, you and all the other little magic particles in the room..." She sighed. "And you're doing it without permission...why?"

"Have you asked permission? Ever?"

"Yes!"

"When you did not have to? When you were strong enough to do what you wanted regardless?"

"Sometimes, I'm sure," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "That's not the point. The point is that this is my apprentice, and he was in the middle of getting me off. Out."

"You wish us to leave you, Mistress?" Gann was made to ask, his face falling.

"No, I'm wanting you to get out of him so he can finish his job. If he wants to let you serve me after that, we'll talk about it."

"..."

Drakina narrowed her eyes, feeling them burn with the power of her own magic. The world magic shifted, and Gann's eyes went back to normal. He gasped, his eyes wide, his head flicking from side to side.

"Oookay, that was weird. Kinda fucky, too. What happened?"

"That was the magic taking over," she said, shaking her head again. "That can happen when the magic wants something from you."

"It never happened back home."

"Yeah, well, like you said. It's more aggressive here, and it knows me better. The longer you spend in one place, the more that the magic gets to know you."

"Does, um...does that mean that it can mess with me other times?" Gann asked, looking around. "I don't really want it taking over..."

"As long as you are a bit more firm with the rules. You know how to be a sub; make sure that the magic knows what it's getting into."

"Like with you?" he asked, looking back at her with a smirk.

"Not like with me. Now, you had a job to do. Finish getting me off, and we'll get to your lessons."

She pointed to her cock, and Gann lowered his booty down, grinding down on her dick. He managed about three grinds on her cock before hooking it with his hole, and the rest was pleasure.

She taught him how to customize the interior of the mountain when they were done. It was simple enough; one merely offered a clear objective to the magic with an aesthetic that they had in mind. The magic of the mountain and in the air around them did the rest, so long as they were properly bonded to it and clear enough about their wants or needs.

It was a bit shaky being lifted up on a giant seesaw through the tunnels, but it got them to the top well enough. She looked down at the giant playground equipment, then turned back to Gann as he stepped out with a blush.

"Do I need to put you back in daycare for a while?"

"Look, that...that was just the first thing that came into my mind. I wasn't thinking..."

She arched an eyebrow.

"Okay, maybe I got a little distracted and started thinking of a few...kiddie things..." He rubbed the back of his head. "But I don't need to go back to that."

"Tell that to the diaper wrapped around your waist."

"OH GOD!"

He jumped, grabbing at his middle, only for him to find nothing. Drakina smiled, chuckling to herself.

"Made you look."

"NOT! FUNNY!"

"Pretty funny."

"What if I put you in one?"

"Then you'd find out just how fast I can chase you."

"...Uh, for, uh, good reasons, right?"

"If you call punishment a good reason."

"...Let's move on to the lesson, huh?" Gann suggested, sitting down on the edge of the plateau at the top of the mountain. Drakina smiled, joining him, looking down the slopes at the ringed city at the base.

Drakina crossed her legs at the ankles, resting her hands on her knees as she took a moment to savor her world once more. There really was a feeling of being at home here, something that she had almost forgotten about in the other world. She had done a lot to start building up a home outside of her brother's city, but it would be decades before it felt like this, before the magic learned to love her, before the world was...right. Right and suitable and fitting to her.

It was a bit of a sad thought, in a way. She had forgotten just how much effort it took to start making things fit right.

The sun was setting off to the west, off to their right. She didn't look at it, just observing the long shadows that were cast from further mountains in the far distance, or at the glitter of the last rays of the sun on lakes in the plains. The world was sprawled out before her, and she had everywhere that she could go, and for once, she was perfectly happy where she was.

She chuckled, shaking her head.

"What's so funny, Mistress?"

"Oh, just thinking about stuff. Nothing serious."

"...Are we still going to have the lesson tonight?"

"Yeah. Yeah. In a minute."

"...Do you need some time alone?"

"No." She shook her head. "No, I'm ready."

The dragoness leaned her head back, taking in the air that blew over the mountain before getting back to her feet. She reached out her arms, gesturing for Gann to join her, and then allowed herself to feel the magic.

"This is where things are going to get a little bit tricky," she said. "I want you to do this with me."

"I was thinking; wouldn't having two titans without physical bodies kinda...you know..."

"Risk merging?"

"Yeah. Or, um...worse..."

"That's why I want us to do it at the same time. I can match my rate of growth and transformation to you, and keep an eye out for anything that's getting out of control. If I make you do it, then you can surge forward before I can catch up, and then we'll have a problem. A big problem."

Mostly that the magic titan tended to suck up all magic in the vicinity, and that would include at least some of her own. Considering the fact that magic from inside a person could make someone else do some very, very strange stuff, it was probably better that it stayed inside of her. Gann with some implants of her personality was not particularly a pleasant thought.

She stretched out her arms over her head again, cracking her tail with a few swaying movements. Gann copied her, doing every stretch she did except for the wing ones, as he didn't have any himself.

"Alright, now...this is how this works. Start with opening yourself up, feeling for the magic around. Don't let it bond yet, but feel for it. Imagine it. Get a good image of everything around you..."

The End

Summary: Gann and Drakina continue the magic lessons, with Gann getting ready to learn how to go full magic-titan mode.

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