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Stars of the Show

Part 4

For Engy

By Draconicon

Vixen was in a trance from the moment that she was shoved against the dragon's balls until the moment that she was pushed out onto a balcony. She groaned as the fresh air pulled the musk out of her nose to a small extent, groaning as she was able to turn around and see and understand what was going on again.

As she rubbed her nostrils until the little bit of sweat that lingered on the tip of her nose was gone, she could see that Bitch was worse off than she was. The canine was groaning, rubbing her face, panting, rubbing her pussy with her free hand as her breasts almost became pillows for her. The wolf couldn't even support herself, leaning on them as she rubbed herself, unable to quite pull herself free of the trance that the musk had put her in.

Vixen was still half-there herself, her pussy burning, her body on fire with the need to serve, to be dicked, to be used. The musk in the air might have been weakened by the wind, but not by much, and she was still hovering between the layer of needing to be used and the need to use Bitch again.

Still, she managed to kneel properly as her new master - and that was the right word, she felt, considering the verbal contract between them - walked out onto the balcony with her. The naked yellow dragon smiled at her, patting her head before walking to stand beside her. He looked over the railing of the balcony, looking down at the city.

"Um...are you going to..." Vixen gestured at her mouth, and then at his cock.

"In a minute. Just wanted to let you catch your breath first. You've been through a lot."

That was true, though she didn't know if it was a good or bad thing that her new master wanted her to get her breath back before they got back to work. That implied that it was going to be harder than what she had already gone through, and she didn't know if she could take something like that quite so easily.

Still, at least it was a mark of some respect. She got to her feet, turning around to look over the edge of the balcony with the dragon.

The world was different from what she was used to. No hovercars, no planes, nothing that zipped about like the starships of her world. Instead, there were magical dragons, gryphons, people that flew under their own power without jetpacks or anything that people would have needed where she came from. It was almost like a fantasy, but it was just a bit off, just a bit more modern than such a story would normally be.

She looked at the dragon again, then out at the city.

"Is this all yours?"

"Nah, this is my master's."

"You have a master?"

"Well, yes."

"...That's terrifying, you know that, right?"

"Heh, why?"

"Because you were able to change us without even trying. And you have someone that can do that to you?"

"Yeaaaaah?"

"You don't find that sort of thing scary? That's like a god having a god. If there's someone that much higher up...Yeesh."

Vixen didn't hide the shudder. If there was someone that powerful, then they already knew everything about her, knew what she was like, what she could do, what she had done. And then they might want to have her instead of this dragon having her, and that was something that she really didn't want to get involved in.

"Hey, hey."

The dragon patted her back, and then reached down between his legs. She barely had the opportunity to turn to face him before he tapped her nose with a bit of his ball-sweat.

"Nnngh..."

She groaned, her mind hazing over for a moment, anxiety disappearing and simple satisfaction returning. She took a deep breath of the hot scent, letting it filter down to her lungs, and she was able to calm down. At least, a little bit.

She was also fucking wet, now that she had a reminder of his scent, and she had to lean forward, resting on her boobs as she felt her tails go up. Her pussy clenched, and so did her ass, and she grumbled under her breath.

"That's not fair..."

"What's not?"

"That smell."

"Oh, yeah. That's something else that me and my master do. Sometimes, he likes to slip under my control, too."

"Mmmph..."

"Don't worry. I treat him right, just like he treats me right." The yellow dragon smiled. "And just like I'm going to treat you right, you little slut. That fat-ass of yours is hungry, I bet, and your pussy even more so."

"Mmmph...you don't know the half of it, Master..."

"Mmm. Call me that again."

"Master?"

"Yeah, but...with feeling."

Vixen smiled despite feeling slightly high. If that was what the yellow dragon wanted, she could play with that.

She leaned forward, thrusting her ass out a bit more as she looked down at the city. From this high up, she was clearly out of sight, but if some of the larger dragons started flying up, she was pretty sure the beasts would see her, and some of the passengers might, too. In a way, that was all the hotter for her.

Flagging her tails up and off to the side, she showed off her pussy, swaying her ass slowly from side to side, showing off the dripping slit between her legs, the way that her ass was clenching, the way that her fat cheeks were rolling and jiggling with eagerness to be used. She looked over her shoulder, smiling with her head slightly tilted down, looking submissive and enticing at the same time.

"Master..."

"Mmm, that's what I wanted."

Vixen smiled at her success, looked down -

And almost immediately went wide-eyed and jaw-dropped at the sight of the dragon's cock. It was bigger than she remembered seeing in the space station, but that might have been because she'd been high off her ass back then. Right now, she was looking at a cock that was absolutely tremendous, at least a foot long, maybe more than that, and the whole thing was thick as one could have imagined. The balls just beneath were just as massive, and she imagined that they would be giving her thighs and ass a beating from hell.

And at the same time, she utterly looked forward to it. Her tails twitched, and her pussy clenched hard enough to make her squirt a little bit onto the stone beneath her.

"Holy..."

"Heh, that's the other reaction I wanted."

Her master slid between her legs, his cock sliding between her thick thighs, forcing her to spread her legs that much further. She could feel the veins in his cock as he rubbed against her pussy, as he teased her to get her wetter and wetter. She groaned under her breath, huffing softly to herself.

"Fuck...You're big..."

"Yeah, I am. So are you."

"Mmmph...you calling me fat?"

"I'm calling you a fat-ass."

SMACK!

Vixen gasped as she felt just how much her ass wobbled, feeling how much more substance there was back there now. It didn't sag, not the way that an overweight, obese person's might have, but it definitely rolled and jiggled a lot more than any vixen that she had seen in a strip club would have done. She moaned under her breath, lifting her hips up a bit more, or at least trying to.

Her breasts were squashed flat against the railing, the stone making the massive jugs roll forward and back a bit as she pressed down. Vixen reached back, spreading her ass cheeks as much as she could.

"I might be a fat-ass, but that's what you wanted, isn't it? You wanted a big-assed slut for that cock of yours."

"Mmm, I did."

"Then why don't you get started fucking it, before I think that you're bored of me?"

"Mmm, I was just waiting for you to ask..."

She felt the tip of his cock against her pussy, and the feeling was so different to when Bitch had been licking her out. This time, it felt more like she was going to get herself wrecked rather than she was going to cum. A shiver ran down her spine as she rolled her hips back a bit, feeling how wide the head was.

Oh, that's going to fuck its way right into my womb, alright...and I'm going to feel that in the morning...

Yet, at the same time, she couldn't resist. She wanted it. Just by it making contact, she had been pushed to want it, to crave it, to feel it inside of her in a way that nothing else had ever done. This was bigger than Falco, bigger than any of her teammates. Oh, this was going to give her the -

THRUST!

Vixen's breath left in a hiss, her eyes going wide, her mouth working soundlessly. The tip of his cock was resting right against the entrance to her womb, and she could feel that he wasn't even all the way in yet. She coughed weakly, her eyes rolling back, nonsense gibberish leaving her mouth...

And her pussy drooled all over his cock.

"Mmmmmmmmph..."

"You okay?"

"You...oh...oh, fuck...so...fucking...big...fuck...ah...ah..."

"Heh...I guess that's a yes."

"Fuck..."

"Oh, I'm going to fuck."

The dragon pulled back slowly, his massive member pulling at her inner walls in a way that almost made her cum right then and there. He was so much bigger than anyone else, and the inside of her pussy was far more sensitive than the inside of her ass had been. Everything felt fucking amazing.

Vixen let herself be rocked back and forth, her eyes sliding shut as she got fucked for the first time in a long time, and the first time ever in her pussy. Her toes curled against the stone balcony, her tongue hung out in vulpine bliss, and she just surrendered to the cock of her master. Every time that he slammed in, it was like he was slamming her thoughts and worries right out of her head, allowing her to be nothing but a good little cock toy to him, letting her do what a vixen did best. She moaned, pulling her tails around his hips, pulling him closer, harder, faster.

She gripped the edge of the railing with her claws as he sped up, forcing her forward and back, forward and back. Each time he hilted in her, she felt some of his pre-cum. She wondered, in the part of her brain that was capable of wondering anything, if he was going to eventually give her eggs.

Then he slammed in, all the way.

"AH!"

She gasped, her back arching up, her breasts coming off the railing for the first time since she got into position. She swore that it should have hurt, and for a split second, it did...

And then, she was overwhelmed with pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhhh..."

Vixen's eyes saw stars, hearts, dick. Lots of dick, swirling around her head in nearly cartoonish fashion as she clenched down around her master, pulling his cock deeper into her, forcing it into her depths with every bit of pressure that she could summon. She wanted him, needed him, craved him, and she was going to have him.

As he settled into her womb, bulging her belly, she had a mini-orgasm. Her eyes rolled back a bit more, her pussy drenched all the further, and she wiggled her hips gently against his crotch.

"More...please...fuck...you feel so good, master...I need you...need you so deep..."

"Man...this is awesome."

The dragon gave her exactly what she wanted, exactly what she asked for. Even as she leaned forward a bit more, trying to give him room to thrust, he went to town on her. His hips slapped against her ass, and her cheeks jiggled hard every time that he slammed in. Her gut bounced, her breasts pressed together, and then slid down, up and down.

She was pushed forward again and again, and more than once came close to sliding off the edge of the balcony. It was hard for her to keep her balance, but she didn't care. That dick, that fucking hot dick, was inside of her, and that was all that mattered.

Three thrusts more, each time punching right into her womb, and she came again. This time, a real one, a squirting orgasm, a screamer of a blast of pleasure. She moaned at the top of her lungs, arching her back, squirting against his balls, against her thighs, against her feet and his -

"NNNNGH!"

She clenched down hard as he pulled her upright, holding onto her breasts for leverage. She was almost on her tiptoes, taking it like a good little slut, unable to help herself as he kept slamming in and out, in and out, in and out. She needed it, needed him.

His cock was so big, so hard, so THICK. It was already leaving her open, her pussy lips feeling swollen at just how huge it was and how much it rubbed against them. She was going to be marked from this, marked as this dragon's slut, his slave, his personal thing. Vixen moaned at the thought, cumming again.

Her eyes were rolling back, her tongue sticking out, her mind gone as she was rutted again and again. At some point, he threw her down on the balcony, fucking her doggy-style, and she drooled on herself as he did. She couldn't talk, couldn't beg, could only moan as the orgasms turned into a rolling wave of pleasure that threatened to take her all the way down to unconsciousness.

Bitch groaned as she got herself pulled together again, the wind finally taking the worst of that mind-melting scent away. She felt a hint of shame from being broken down like that, from knowing that she'd been taken out that easily. It was one thing to lose to Fox; it was another thing to lose to someone else.

Though, was Fox still Fox? She called herself Vixen, now, and...

Bitch blinked, realizing what she had called herself. She reached up to her forehead, feeling all the memories of the last few hours rushing through her head. The shifts, the changes, the endless debauchery that had been part of her own breaking. And the terms...

Her terms.

Make me a good bitch, but a REAL bitch. The bitch that can fight, the bitch that can do the dirty work, the bitch that'll do what she's told but still have an attitude about it.

That was what she wanted? That was...then why...

She remembered. Fox, Vixen, whatever that slut was calling herself, had asked for her to get her mind back. Not just her attitude, but her mind, to be able to think.

But not get angry, apparently. She tried growling, and suddenly her pussy was drenched. She put it down, forgetting that for the moment, figuring that it'd be better to just roll with it for now and see what happened.

She looked up to see Vixen completely out of it, getting fucked harder than any bitch that Bitch had ever seen during her career as a mercenary, and that was a lot of bitches that she had seen get fucked. The other woman was completely gone, her thighs soaked in her own juices, her eyes rolled back in pure bliss.

It actually was enough to get her a little envious. Not quite knowing what she was doing, Bitch crawled across the balcony, her head held low, her eyes on the ground until she saw their...their feet...

Her cheeks burned as she realized that she had been changed even more, her eyes flicking over to the sweaty soles of dragon and vixen. They were both beautiful, both of them making her pussy burn just to look at them. The smell of musk and sweat coming off of female and male feet alike was making her burn up inside, making her pussy drip, her tail flagging to the side as if she was still in heat.

Biting off a moan, the wolf lowered her head to the soles, pressing her cool nose against the dragon's sole. She breathed in -

"Mmmmm..."

It was almost as good as when she breathed his ball-musk, feeling it rushing through her head and sending her right down into a submissive sort of state. She moaned more, sticking out her tongue and dragging it along his sole.

That finally got his attention, she realized. He stopped thrusting, looking over his shoulder at her. He smiled.

"Well...you want to have a turn?"

"Fuck..."

"You want me to fuck you?"

"Dammit...yes, Master, I want your dick."

"Alright, alright. Hang on."

He pulled out of Vixen, and Bitch got her first look at that massive member. It was a monster, alright, a monster of a cock that was going to give her the breeding and rutting that she fucking deserved.

She blushed a bit to herself as she realized that she was rolling onto her back already, spreading her legs and putting her feet in the air. The master leaned over her, his metal arm rubbing her massive tits, rubbing along her chubby tummy, pushing at her softness and teasing her with it.

"You like being a big slut?"

"Mmmph..."

"Come on..."

The dragon's cock rubbed against her pussy, then her ass, then her pussy again. It was a constant tease, pushing her to wonder which hole he was going to fuck, how he was going to treat her when he was done building her up like that.

"Say it. Say what you are, and I'll give you what you need."

"Nnngh...not fair..."

"What are you?"

"I'm..." Bitch groaned. "I'm a...bitch."

"And what happens to bitches?"

"They get...bred..."

"Heh, yes. But only if they're good. And what are you?"

For the first time, the wolf smiled a bit at the question. She knew the answer, and she knew what it was going to do to her. She smiled as she spread her legs that much more, having a bit more confidence as she showed her pussy, as she showed off her ass.

"I'm a bad fucking bitch."

"Looks like you need to be taught a lesson, huh?"

"Yeah...and I bet you're the best dragon to teach me."

"Let's find out if you're as tight-assed as you were acting on the station..."

She smiled, only to gasp as he touched the plug in her. God, she had completely forgotten about that after having her pussy replace her cock. She felt the master pulling on the plug, dragging it towards her rim, pulling it until -

POP!

Her asshole gaped after that, and she gasped at the empty feeling that came after. Fuck, she'd gotten more used to that than she'd thought. And now...now she almost felt like she needed it in her again. She whimpered, biting her lips, curling her toes as the dragon slapped his fat cock against her hole.

"You ready to take it, Bitch?"

"Fuck yes. Teach me a lesson, Master."

"Heh, think you already know this one."

"I know how to take little things. Teach me to take a big one."

"Heh, alright..."

The yellow dragon slapped his cock against her hole two more times, then spat on it. She groaned in humiliation and submissive bliss as she felt it sliding against her hole, the pressure hotter than she expected. She had thought that having a plug in there would make it easier, would have stretched her, but her body fought against that cock just as hard as it had fought against the plug.

Was it really that much bigger? She didn't know, but it was struggling to get in, and she had to bite her lips as she struggled to relax for him, fought to -

"NNNGH!"

POP!

And then it was in, and her breath was coming faster than ever, her eyes going wide as she realized just how stretched her ass was now. She had thought the plug was big at first, but this was fucking massive.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

The dragon held her down gently, one metal arm and one scaled one on her shoulders as he slowly wiggled his hips from side to side, edging himself into her body. She groaned under her breath, huffing to herself as he worked his cock in from the left, then the right, angling it in from different directions to open her up.

And god, she could feel that. She could feel just how wide her inner walls were getting, how far apart they were being stretched. Fuck, she didn't know how much more of this she could take, but she would take as much as she could.

More, more, and more of his fat dick went up her ass, and her pussy felt like it was creaming itself from the fact that she was being denied again from getting what she really needed. His cock was going deep, deep enough for her to feel it in her guts, and she pressed one hand to her stomach, feeling the bulge of it moving beneath her fur and skin.

"Holy...holy..."

"Yeah...you're gonna...get that a lot..."

He finally hilted himself in her, and she wheezed out a soft breath that she hadn't realized that she'd been holding. Her asshole burned, her pussy was drenched, and everything felt stretched beyond belief...but at the same time, she felt amazingly full. Her asshole felt like it had been stuffed to capacity, and her pussy was wetter than she had ever seen or felt another be. Her nipples were harder than diamonds, and she felt like she was right on the edge of cumming her brains out right then and there.

And then, it got even better.

"I'm a bit disappointed...that he didn't finish in me...but I guess now I know why..."

Vixen. Bitch leaned her head back to see the other woman standing behind her, saw the smaller - but no less curvy - female smirking at her. Bitch opened her mouth -

"Save it. You're going to serve Master, and then you're going to serve me."

Whatever response Bitch might have given was swallowed up in the soft, smooth, slippery, sweaty foot that was shoved right in her face. She gasped, and the master groaned softly as she did.

"Fuck...that made her ass even tighter."

"I knew she was thinking of someone's feet. I guess she just needs them while she has her fun. Isn't that right, you dirty little bitch?"

The wolf groaned, whimpering softly as she was slow-fucked, her back grinding against the stone, her face pressed hard against the sweaty sole that covered it. Every breath she took was laden with feminine musk, with sweaty and pussy juice, and she moaned as she breathed it in again and again.

Their master was moaning for them, too, grunting as he hammered into her. One thrust, two, three, each one forcing her asshole to open up that little bit more, to allow him to go a little bit deeper. She groaned every time that he hilted with her, knowing that he was going to blow his load eventually, but it was impossible for her to wait. She wanted him, she needed him to fill her up now.

Then her attention went back to those feet, those wonderful, slippery, feminine feet, long and slender, beautiful to stare at. She moaned, opening her mouth, slathering them with her tongue and giving them as much attention as she could. She breathed in their scent, letting it turn her on all the more.

As a toe slipped into her mouth, the master started to pick up his pace, slamming into her harder and faster, deeper and more firmly than before. Her ass burned, her pussy begged for attention, and her mind...

Her mind was slipping...

She moaned as she sucked on Vixen's toes, feeling them dancing along her tongue, feeding her more of the pheromones that she needed to stay in a happy, silly, low place. She moaned as she felt the toes pinching her nose, teasing it, forcing her to breathe in the scent...

And she felt herself sliding into the best spot in the world as the toes were taken from her, and her mouth and nose pressed between Vixen's thighs. Yes. That was her place. That was where she belonged...

The three of them went from balcony to bedroom, bedroom to shower, shower to living room. In each different room, the two new slaves learned their place, and it became clear that no matter how dominant Vixen was over Bitch, she was an utter slut when a cock was pressed against her face. The lizard-men that Engy kept in there, the other members of his little harem group, were quick to test that and prove it right.

But it was the dragon master, Engy, that was putting in all the work. He fucked Bitch up the ass, then they showered to clean him off. They sucked him and worshiped his cock and balls together, competing with one another, only for Bitch to dart around behind him, worshiping his ass the whole time.

Then they moved to the living room, where the two slaves put on a show for him, with Vixen dominating the other woman, forcing her through foot worship, face-sitting, boob comparisons that proved that the vixen really was the better endowed, the one that had embraced her new body more than the other.

More than anything else, however, they were intent on milking every last droplet of cum out of him, and they pushed themselves to do that in every room, through every part of the penthouse that the yellow dragon had.

When they finally collapsed, Engy was almost surprised that he was still standing, let alone that his balls were still showing. They had been like frenzied things, driven mad by the musk that he had flooded the area with, and they seemed like creatures possessed, unable to stop themselves from lunging for his cock and balls, trying everything in their power to milk him for what he had.

He groaned as he looked down at them, slowly shaking his head. For all that it had been a hassle to get them together, to change them, to bring them here, he still felt that it was worth it. They were both eager, and they were both more than willing to go that extra mile for his satisfaction. It was...

Well, it was kinda flattering. He'd been aware of the famous heroes for a while, and knowing that, even with a bit of mind control involved, that they wanted to go for this sort of life and enjoy this rather than what they were doing...

Smiling, the yellow dragon rubbed the back of his head. This had been good. A bit perverse, a bit silly, and more than a little self-indulgent, but it was good. He'd given them something that they genuinely wanted.

Now, though, they were finally worn down. They'd be able to rest, and if he ended up being a bit over-time while working in the other world, then at least they'd have each other's company to keep them going...and the lizard-men, provided that Purple didn't do something stupid to experiment on them.

He walked over them, making his way to the hallway just outside the penthouse. A quick kobold-runner to his master would open up another portal for him to go hunting for more people to play with, something that, despite his own exhaustion, was something that he was looking forward to.

Ever since his master had changed him, warped some piece of his soul to be more demonic, more...hungry for the different styles of sex, he had been eager for more and more partners. Trying out different body types, giving people different hungers of their own; it was all part of his style, now.

The girls had been the first. Now, it was time to start getting some boys...or at least, making them.

You realize that I'm going to be watching you, right?

Engy rubbed the back of his head again, knowing his master's voice from his own thoughts. He chuckled a bit to himself, shaking his head.

"Well, you're the one that has a thing for horses."

You know it.

"Going to send me to one where they have feet instead of hooves?"

Obviously.

"Perv."

Birds of a feather, my friend. Heh. Have fun, and try EVERYTHING.

"Oh, I will."

The portal opened, cast from someone further away in the great spire that they lived in. He smiled at the rolling plains, at the castle in the distance, at the sight of the various ponies with tattoos along their hips, all of which seemed to be going either with tight pants, or - in the case of those that were living far off at the outskirts - almost bottomless. The females wore dresses, of course, but he could see how they hugged the already-large hips that the horses had.

Of course, they weren't barefoot yet, but he could see that they had footwear that would be removed. His master would be watching for that.

"Alright...let's see how an incubus can play here..."

The End