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Interest for Interest

Part 4

for Guderian and Askir

by Draconicon

He stumbled as he reached the apartment complex, having to lean against the stairwell that led to the upper floors. Decker groaned, trying to force himself to keep moving, but as much as he was physically able to keep going - hell, he hadn't spent all that time in the gym for nothing - the orca's heart quailed with what he might see when he got to the top floor. What if he found Ellie with someone else? What if -

What if he got there, and she started changing the instant that he set eyes on her?

"Nnngh...it's just...it has...it can't be..."

Every excuse, every thought of how this couldn't be real and how this was just some dream, fell short. He couldn't finish them, and every attempt to do so only made him feel more helpless than before. If this was a dream, a nightmare, then all that he wanted was to wake up. If it wasn't, then...then he didn't know, but it wasn't good. Nothing was good.

He made himself take a step, then another, climbing the stairs one by one rather than his usual two or three at a time that would have left anyone else in the dust. Even then, he gripped the railing tight enough that it hurt his hand, and was using it to pull himself up as much as he was climbing the stairs. One step after another brought him further up, and he kept his eyes down.

He hated it, and he hated himself for being so afraid of what shouldn't even have been real. How the hell had this happened in the first place? Was this some sort of bullshit punishment for being hot, for flirting and taking what was his by right? He was God's gift to ladies, with a big bod and a hot dick, and he was allowed to take what he wanted, relationship or not. That bitch of a kobold should have been flattered at the attention she was getting before he realized that she had a pair of dicks, not been so offended and high and mighty that she -

She couldn't have done anything, though. That would have meant some kind of magic, and even though she'd disappeared without a trace when they were done talking, he couldn't quite believe that. He could believe all kinds of other things - including some sort of weird fucking hypnosis that was making him see things - but anything more? That was something that belonged in books, not in real life. There was no way that people were actually transforming, not with the way that nobody else was fucking seeing it. The whole thing was nothing more than a bad day or a bad dream, and that was it.

He told himself that, hoping that it would make him feel better, but all he felt was fear. Fear and shame and...more than a little concern about what he would find at the top of the stairs.

At the third floor, he had no more stairs to climb, and he followed the balcony walkway along the outside. One door, two, three, before finally stopping four doors down. He bit his lips as he looked at the front door that he had passed through so many times, knowing that he had never, ever been this anxious to return home. He had never prayed before, but he almost did then, hoping against hope that there was someone listening that would make it so that this nightmare wasn't actually happening.

Then the moment passed. Decker laid his hand on the doorknob and threw it open, stepping through.

He saw them, then. He saw both of them, that bitch Askir and his girlfriend, Ellie. The latter had already started changing, too, and he could tell that even though she was sitting down, she had already reached his height, which was insane considering that she'd started at 5-foot-4. She barely fit in the chair that she usually used in the living room, leaning back in it with her head cresting over the top and her legs stretched out further than before. The tight yoga pants that she wore to enhance what little curvature she had - or had had - were so small now that they barely touched her knees, coming to a halt right over them, and leaving her with less and less to cover...everything.

It was impossible not to look at those new thigh curves, nor could he miss the way that she was so thicc in her hips and ass, filled out to the point where he wondered if she could even get out of the chair anymore. The thought was...actually kind of hot, and he blushed as he realized that he was imagining so much more with her.

She turned slightly, reaching for a cup of water just out of sight, and his eyes all but bugged out of their sockets as he realized that she had grown there, too, her breasts pushing out from the nearly-flat that suited a bird but did nothing for him to a pair that were past handfuls and had become something more like epic tit weight. His cock twitched -

But then he saw just how changed she was. She lifted one leg and laid it over the other, and he saw a bulge running down her leg that, while not as big as the Aggron or Kya's, was big enough to send a shiver of intimidation down his spine. Just...how? How?

The answer, sadly, was right there.

He turned from his girlfriend to the kobold talking to her, the nine-foot-tall intruder sitting on his couch and extending her legs from one side of it to the other, delicately 'plucking' the other arm of the couch with her toe claws and leaving rips and tears along it. She didn't even bother to hide her cocks, either, the bane of his life going so far as to touch herself right there, right in his apartment, stroking both cocks together in a slow, lazy, almost casual fashion.

"That's it. Doesn't it feel better to embrace your inner Askir?" the kobold muttered, her eyes glowing with that deep amber-yellow color that he remembered from the coffee shop. "The big, bountiful, powerful part of you, so much larger, stronger, better than you were."

"Mmmph...so much...better."

"Better and stronger."

"Better and stronger."

"More me."

"More you."

"More Askir."

"More Askir," the bluejay moaned.

And as she moaned, her cock continued to push down the leg of her pants, and her breasts continued to swell against the front of her shirt. Decker was frozen in place, staring as she continued to rise taller and taller in her seat, her clothes looking smaller and smaller on her, though never quite to the point of ripping. Whatever bullshit was screwing with reality right now wasn't going quite that far.

Biting his tongue, he tried to force his attention back to the kobold. She didn't turn her head, but before he could say anything, he felt something of that golden glow hit him, instead, holding him in place. She smirked, her hand speeding up along her cocks for a moment before she slowed again. A slow chuckle followed as she changed topics.

"You know, that boyfriend of yours is pretty pathetic."

"Oh, god, you know it," Ellie said, shifting topics almost right away. "You know, he barely has sixteen inches."

Barely?!

"Oh, dear, dear, you shouldn't be settling for anything under twenty-four, and that's only if you're desperate."

Twenty-four?!

His mouth worked soundlessly as the kobold kept chuckling, shaking her head. The mild scent of musk that he had barely noticed when he walked in was getting stronger as the stroking kept going.

"You know, there's an easy way around that."

"Oh? What are my options?" Ellie asked. "I mean, I like him...kinda. A bit. He's not that much in bed, but you know how it is. The little guys are so desperate they'll do anything, but I really need some real satisfaction, you know?"

"That's perfectly normal, dear."

"So, what can I do?"

"That's easy. Find someone like me. Someone that can give you what you want while he watches."

Decker's heart was just about ready to fall out through his chest and onto the floor, and his cheeks burned with humiliation. He wasn't sure what he felt more: the stab in the back of his girlfriend wanting someone else in their bed, or the feeling of raw humiliation of being seen as so much less.

Stuck-up little BITCH, thinking that someone without any real curves...

His train of thought died in the station before it could even leave. All his complaints about her, all the reasons that he'd had for going out and looking for side-chicks, had been shot in the foot so hard that there was nothing left of them. She was curvier than any woman that he had seen, and if one managed to ignore the dicks, she would have been one hell of a lay, particularly with that big, round ass that was just begging to take some hard dick. But...but...

But he was the small one, now, and she was taller than him, and...and definitely more endowed than him. What...what was this feeling? It wasn't fear, and it wasn't the other things that he would have completely understood feeling, but something more like...

More like...

Why the fuck am I horny?!

Because he was, and there was no reason for it. His cock was pulled flat against one leg, but it was throbbing hard, and he could feel little bits of pre-cum trying to ooze down his leg as he stared at the exchange between the two women. They were talking about fucking cucking him, and he was getting turned on.

Decker shook his head, finally stepping out of the amber trance and stomping into the room. Both women turned to look at him properly.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

"Oh, hi, honey," Ellie said. "Mind sitting down for a moment? Rubbing my feet or something? Askir and I were talking about arranging something."

"You -"

"Come on, just sit down. I'm tired."

"I...you..."

"Sit down, hon. I promise, we'll do something about that temper-tantrum of yours in a moment."

This was not Ellie. This was not real. And yet, it was. He found himself slowly crossing his legs and sitting down as he had been asked, disbelieving that he was doing it even as he slowly sat down and felt the plush carpet under his ass. His heart hammered in his chest as they looked back at each other.

"Do you really think we could do that?" Ellie asked. "I mean, I don't want to impose, but since you're here, and so's he, we could -"

"That's why I'm here."

"You mean - you really think we could -"

"Oh, it's best that it's me to start with. You can find any number of girls to cuck him with later, but for now, the first time? Best that it's me. I can show you what you want to look for." The kobold chuckled. "And considering how overwhelming it's going to be compared to dinky over there, you can be sure that you'll need someone to look after you afterward."

"Oh, that's a good point."

What...the hell...is happening?

They were talking about this so casually, and he was just listening, not saying a word edgewise. He was just sitting there, an obedient 'little boy', looking up at his girlfriend as she continued to grow, straining against a top that was barely holding her breasts back and looking down and -

Oh, god, she was changing a bit further. Her tail feathers were slowly turning into something like the fat tail that was sticking out past Askir's ass cheeks, and her toes were a little more stubby, less like the flexible talons that he was used to seeing. When he looked up at her forehead, he could see the little bumps pushing through her feathers, and he bit his lips, whimpering under his breath.

What had happened to him? He had been the take-charge guy of the town, the fear of any little beta cuck that might have a hot girl. He could take what he wanted, do what he wanted, and he had done. Yet, here and now, he wasn't even able to muster a whimper of complaint as some complete stranger threatened to take his girl from him. Not just from him, but show her how much better someone that much bigger would be, and -

"Okay, let's do it," Ellie said with all the eagerness that she had always shown for fun bedtime antics. "What do we do first?"

"Bedroom," Askir said. "I need to do something with him first."

"Oh, good. Let me see?"

"Of course."

They picked him up, and by now, Ellie was just about as tall as the kobold. Having two huge nine-foot-tall women in the apartment was intimidating in a way that few other things had ever been, and he bit his lips as he was dragged along, held tight by people that were stronger than him, bigger than him, more personally confident than he might ever be again holding his arms and pulling him through his own apartment. The world had turned upside-down and he had no idea how to flip it again.

They reached the bedroom and the girls threw him across the room, and he landed on the bed with a thud. Before he could sit up again, Askir did something with her clothes, and the kobold was completely naked, those three-foot dicks and massive balls and big breasts and everything on complete display. His traitorous cock rose up against his will, bobbing and throbbing for the sight before him.

"Wow. He wants it," Ellie said.

"Oh, he'll want more than that when I'm done with him. Now, you do it slower, show off for me. I'll get him ready."

Ready? What did that -

Decker didn't even get the chance to ask before Askir was all but sitting on his face, her big green ass with a yellow stripe running between the cheeks looming overhead. He stared at the heavy cheeks looming over his face, his mouth hanging open as they came down as if in slow motion, pressing against his nose first, and then spreading along his muzzle, going further and further down. They were mostly firm, but the more that he pressed on them, the more jiggle-fat that he felt, and soon, they were 'dented' around his muzzle, surrounding it, sucking him deeper and deeper between the thicc cheeks.

His head hit the bed, and he couldn't move as the kobold sat down, her stubby tail pressing against the top of his head and pinning it in place. She wiggled her hips back and forth, grinding down on him until there was nothing that he could do. His face went deeper and deeper between the sweaty cheeks until -

"Mmph!"

He found his lips pressed right against her pucker. It was far from dirty, just wet with sweat, but the heavy musk was so strong that his head spun from it. Rolling his head from side to side, he groaned under his breath, trying to get some clear-headed thoughts through each breath and failing.

"Get that tongue out and start worshiping a woman the right way," Askir said. "Or I'm going to let you feel how crushing a nine-foot kobold can be."

She could press down harder. That idea was terrifying, and he stuck out his tongue before he could even think about being too proud to do it. Dragging his tongue along her pucker, he felt the little wrinkles of her flesh against his tongue and he tasted the sweat that was hiding down there. That was all that he tasted, all of it wrapped up in the low, raspy, subtle musk of her scales and flesh mixing together.

As he licked, he felt her balls resting on his chin, and her cocks against his belly. She would lean forward, giving him the illusion of fresh air, before pushing her hips back and submerging him beneath her ass again. Forward, back, forward, back, each time a little bit more humiliating, and a little more crushing. He groaned, fighting to get enough air to stay conscious as she ground and rode, shoved and bounced her ass around his face. Each little jiggle through her cheeks put the mental image of her curves into his head, making him forget about what was waiting on the other side for a split-second, and his cock continued to throb for her.

"Wow, he never did that for me," Ellie said.

"That's because you never trained him."

"Can we do that?"

"No, but you can."

"Oh? How?"

"Just make sure to sit on his face every morning. And don't shower as often. The musk and the repeated action will get it through his head eventually that this is where he belongs."

"Ooooh, I'll try that. I mean, I like the idea of having a tiny boyfriend, but...well, you know how it is, right?"

"Heh, not personally," the kobold said. "But I understand the idea."

His cheeks burned even hotter. Every time that he thought that they had plumbed the depths of his humiliation, they somehow found another way of making it worse. He groaned as he imagined being under that feathery rump time and time again, and he hated the fact that his cock got even harder.

"You're looking sexy without your clothes," Askir said.

And just like that, Decker was brought back to the moment, reminded that he was being cucked right here, right now. He wanted to shove the kobold off him, but at the same time, her ass on his face was serving as a little barrier between him and the rest of the world. It let him forget the sheer depth of humiliation that he was going through, and he was able to just...just exist rather than imagining that his girlfriend was going to be riding kobold dick any second now.

This...this can't...

And yet, he couldn't tell himself that it wasn't happening. Because it was.

Askir leaned back, and his tongue was jammed past her anal ring, shoved into her ass. He yelped, barely able to breathe as his nose was jammed flush against her ass scales, the smell and taste of musky, sweaty rump jammed right into his face. He leaned his head back further, barely able to stay conscious as he felt the air running out in his lungs, the burning feeling of it being stifled away driving him crazy with fear and...and humiliated lust, still.

"So hard..."

He wasn't sure if they were talking about him or themselves, but his dick was harder than it had been in a long time. He whimpered, flicking his tongue around, trying to do something, anything to get free of that big scaly butt. It pressed down one more time, as if getting ready to smother him out of existence...

And then finally pulled back.

Decker gasped for breath as he finally saw the light again, flopping back against the sheets as he sucked in one lungful after another of sweet, sweet air. Untainted, no longer drawn from between the fat cheeks of a too-big kobold. He groaned, one hand over his chest, the other spasming at his side as -

"Oooh, he really is tiny compared to us."

There it was again. How many times were they going to talk down his cock size? It wasn't that much smaller, even if it was a little bit smaller than what they had swinging between their legs, the monsters. Decker reached for his pants, unbuttoning them and -

And even as he pulled his cock out, he realized the mistake that he had made. The pair of them being naked now, he had a perfect view of both their cocks, and they were standing at the foot of the bed to push their cocks down against him and show them off.

"Oh...my...god..."

It was the only thing that Decker could think to say with what he had before him. His cock was sixteen inches, heavy and hard, but that was nothing compared to what Askir had over him. Those two pierced cocks were beyond huge, and laying them over his shaft, they were big enough to slap against his dick and then go right past it. She even leaned closer, pressing her balls against his, and the sheer weight of them almost crushed his sac as it disappeared beneath hers.

And then the cocks. Both cocks, two, heavy, huge. His cock barely reached the mid-point of hers, and slightly less than that, actually. His breath caught in his throat as he looked down and saw the way that the head of his shaft was so far below the heads of hers that there was no comparison.

"How's it feel to see it for real, dinky?" she asked.

"Oooooh, he really is tinier than I thought," Ellie said, leaning in from the side, her hands pressed to her cheeks in awe and astonishment. "Are all dinky males like that?"

"Heh, some are even smaller, but ones like Dinky here tend to get ideas above their station, because they actually get close."

"Oh, that's why he needs training."

"Yep. Now, show him yours."

"Oh, oh, right."

Askir pulled back, and Decker tried to brace himself for what was coming. He knew that it wasn't going to be good, and he knew that Ellie was going to out-size him too, but it couldn't be...it couldn't be that bad, could it? It wasn't like Askir was going to give his girlfriend -

Everyone is Askir. Askir is everyone.

Oh, she would. She would and then some.

The orca looked down as the weight flopped over his crotch, and just like before, his eyes all but bugged out of their sockets. While Askir's cock were vaguely human - if slightly more tube-like than he was used to seeing - his girlfriend's new dick was almost like that of a horse, with a thick medial ring right around the center of it and a flared tip, with a hole in the tip that was oozing so much pre-cum that it turned his stomach into a swamp of it.

"Oh, my..."

"Big, right?"

"Oh, yeah, but he's so..."

"Dinky?"

"Yeah. Dinky Decker!"

Ellie tittered, and his dick - traitor that it had become - jumped with arousal at the new nickname. He hated it, burned from it, but the way that she used it only encouraged that gradual submission, the need for more. He hated it, and his balls churned from it anyway.

"Alright. Come on. It's time for the real thing," Askir said. "I'm going to fuck you now. I think that it's probably best to let him watch, but -"

"Oh, I want more than just him watching."

"...Oh? What did you have in mind?"

"I want him to enjoy watching, so...how about I lean over him like this..."

Seeing her leaning forward with that rack was something else, particularly as she got on all fours in front of the bed and kept looking up at him. The view of those new feathery breasts was so hot, and he groaned as he imagined what they were going to feel like against his cock.

And then he didn't have to imagine. They were pressed firmly against his dick, and more, they were grinding up against him, rubbing along the entire shaft. All...at...once.

Oh god...oh god...

Decker panted as he realized that he wasn't just getting a titjob. He was getting reminded how small he was compared to the two of them, and particularly now, as his cock wasn't even sticking out between her breasts. She had grown so huge, and gained such large breasts, that even his sixteen-incher was too small to fit through them. It just got swallowed up, getting massaged and teased and rubbed between her boobs as she shuffled around, getting comfortable.

"Good for you, Dinky?" Ellie asked with a giggle.

"Mmmph..."

"I think that he's more than good right now," Askir said, chuckling. "Now...let's see how that big butt of yours can handle some real dicks. Sit up, Dinky."

He didn't want to, but there was little reason to expect that he could say no now. Decker lifted himself up, sitting up as he looked down at his girlfriend and -

Thump.

Those meaty twin dicks slapped against the bluejay's back, landing just past that new stumpy tail and running most of the way up her spine. The sheer size of those things would have looked deadly on a smaller person, but with Ellie's new height, it was just a third of her body size. Takeable, if really rough.

She wiggled his hips in anticipation, something that he could still just about remember her doing for him before reality had been turned upside-down. She wanted those dicks in a way that she would probably never want his ever again. That sobering thought should have made his cock go soft, and it almost did...until she started rolling herself back, dragging her hips and her breasts along, and giving his cock a hell of a ride in the process.

"Nnngh..."

"That's it. Just enjoy being where you belong, Dinky. This is where he belongs, right?" Ellie asked, looking over her shoulder.

"Under you in general, yes. Under your boobs, or butt, or feet, if you want to put him there."

"Oooh, that's an idea."

"Paws tend to work well for that. Anyway. Let's get this show on the road."

Those dicks slid down as Askir dragged her hips back, and despite himself, Decker found himself bracing for that first thrust. It didn't matter that it was going into Ellie, not him. He knew that he'd feel the impact, and he knew that it was going to hit hard.

The two heads rested just barely out of sight, and he shivered as he imagined just how huge that was going to feel. They were...they were pressed against Ellie's ass, too, something that she'd never allowed him to have before, and the very idea of her taking both of them there, in a hole that was - as far as he knew - virgin...fuck, that was hitting the humiliation buttons even harder.

Askir looked him in the eye as he looked up, and she smiled. Those golden orbs held him, and that amber, sticky feeling washed over him.

This is not yours. Not anymore. Ellie is everyone's.

And everyone...was Askir.

The first thrust rocked the bluejay forward hard, almost making her bump her head against his stomach. He grunted at the impact, blushing worse as he realized how much pre-cum his cock was spitting from being trapped between such large, almost sweaty breasts. They were getting wetter as they dragged along his shaft, and as Ellie pushed back, he felt the nipples dragging along his crotch, too, adding to that feeling of humiliation and pleasure.

The bluejay and the kobold started rocking back and forth, the former moaning and the latter grunting again and again as they got a rhythm going. It didn't take long for Ellie to be bucking back like a woman possessed, the bluejay moaning for those double-dicks in loud, obviously appreciative fashion.

"Oh, fuck, fuck, those are so good!"

"Better than Dinky's?"

"Oh, god, so much better. You're going all the way in. I never felt - oh fuck, it's all the way in me."

"Not even halfway, girl."

"Oh, god, give me more!"

He sat there with his hands curled into fists, fingers gripping the blankets of the bed in desperation as he could do nothing but stare straight ahead. The sight of those dicks invading his girlfriend's ass, the feeling of those breasts around his cock, the warm, sweaty smell that was getting stronger by the second: they were burning themselves into his brain and refusing to leave, making him know that this was going to be his life from now on. There would be no mercy, no change, no sudden shift that would allow him to be a regular man again.

He was a cuck.

He was a dinky dick.

He was Dinky.

Decker felt something snap as he kept staring at the display before him, the humiliation getting ever more arousing until he was whimpering at the show before him. Squelch, smack, slap went the rutting couple, while he was limited to just seeing his cock smear the blue and black feathers around Ellie's chest. She didn't even look at him anymore, her eyes closed as she focused on the cocks inside of her, as if they were the most important thing in the room now.

They probably were. He wasn't big enough. He would never be big enough.

They suddenly picked up the pace, the kobold ramming into her harder, faster, curling her fingers to get a better grip on those feathery hips. In, out, in, out, faster and faster. The squelching sounds got louder, and the huffs and grunts from the rutting pair were louder, too. They were close.

And so was he.

He moaned, biting back the urge to climax, but then -

"Cum on me, Dinky! Cum on me!" Ellie said.

That was the magic phrase. He arched his back, cumming, and while it was his usual, fairly large for a normal guy load, he was immediately reminded of the sheer difference in payload between him and the ladies that were more focused on each other.

The splurting sounds of Askir's orgasm were audible, loud enough for him to hear as Ellie sagged against the bed from the sheer amount filling her. He couldn't see how much her stomach sagged, but he saw the bloat from the sides, spreading out and fanning her feathers further.

But that was nothing compared to the flood that came immediately after. White gushing goo hit the floor, and it spread in a puddle that grew bigger by the second, utterly ruining the carpet in short order. He stared at the mess and the evidence of the virility of both women utterly outstripping his own. What little claim he had had to manhood had finally been totally and completely eclipsed.

Askir pulled out slowly, dragging her dicks free, and she chuckled as she dried them on Ellie's ass. She looked up and met Decker - Dinky - with a small smirk.

"And that...is how it's done."

"..."

"Treat her right."

"...Yes, ma'am," he muttered.

"That's right, Dinky."

With a spank, Askir was gone. She might have walked out, she might have disappeared, but either way, the result was the same. Ellie dragged herself upright, sitting down on the bed with a belly bulge from all that cum, looking almost pregnant as she leaned back and grinned to herself.

"That was awesome."

"I...I'm glad you liked it."

"Oh, we are so doing that again. I mean, you can still eat my ass out, hon, but I am getting fucked by big dicks from now on. You understand?"

"I...I understand."

"Thanks for being such a good tiny boyfriend."

"...You...you're welcome," he muttered, rubbing his cheeks and hating his traitorous dick.

The End

Summary: Decker gets the humiliation of a lifetime when he comes home and sees his girlfriend already changing.

Tags: M/Intersex, M/Intersex/Intersex, M/I/I, Kobold, Bluejay, Orca, Size Difference, Big Breasts, Cuckolding, Adultery, Humiliation, Revenge, Karma, Mind Break, Anal, Double Dicks, Titjob, Orgasm, Cum, Cum Inflation, Rimming, Face-Sitting, Facesitting, Miniseries, Cock Comparison, Size Comparison,