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", "writing": "[b][u][center]Minerva’s Lessons\n\nChapter 11: \n\nFor BIGChris369\n\nBy Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n\n\n\n\nOf all the things that Jak had imagined would come to pass, someone wanting him to kill a monarch and take over a country was pretty far down the list. It was one thing to be asked to kill someone, and honestly, if someone had asked him to kill the king, he would have considered it. The king was something of an asshole, and the monarch had been problematic to a number of people, even to the nobles. There were those that would love to see him dead. \n\nTo take over for him, though? That was new. \n\nTo his great surprise, it actually made the dragon side of him shut up to hear that. Jak slowly crossed his arms, taking the moment to take control of himself back. Florence seemed to be done, and the little gryphon under the table sure wasn’t coming out anytime soon. His frenzy had made sure that she was too terrified to do that. \n\n“You want me to take the throne,” he said, surprised at how level his voice was. \n\n“Not that complicated, really. I thought that you’d get the point right off the bat.”\n\n“You want me to take over. To take the kingdom.”\n\n“Yes. And? I did just say that.”\n\n“…Why?”\n\n“Why?” Florence shook her head. “Dear, oh, dear. Do you really think that I need much of a reason at this point?”\n\n“You’re talking about changing the kingdom completely. You’re talking about overthrowing someone. And if I need to be king to give you whatever favor you’re going to ask for, that means that it’s something big, something that needs a king to make sure that it happens. So, yes. I think you need a big reason to ask me to do something like this.”\n\n“Oh, I see. You’re in control again. All that dragon blood, all that ambition. It’s down at the bottom of your brain again.” She chuckled, leaning her head back. “My, my, but it’s always difficult to deal with that. Two people in one, almost.”\n\nThis wasn’t like her. Florence was a strange one, but she didn’t usually have this level of amusement, or flightiness, to her. There was something off about this, something that needed to be addressed, and soon. \n\nBut for now, he needed an answer, and if she was even slightly off her game, this was the best chance to get it. He tightened his grip around his chest, holding his arms crossed as best he could. \n\n“What do you want after I become king?”\n\n“A favor. That’s all.”\n\n“If you want me to listen, then you better tell me.”\n\n“Why? You’ll leave your quest for vengeance aside if I don’t? We both know that’s not possible for you, Jak. Even before the dragon’s blood woke up in you, you were obsessed. Now it’s worse. Now it’s stronger. You won’t turn back.”\n\n“No. I’ll just die.”\n\n“…”\n\n“I will do it my way, and very likely, I will die. And then you’ll never get the favor that you want.”\n\n“…You’re cheating.”\n\n“No. You’re forcing me into this by playing a game. I can take being a pawn from time to time if I understand the game I’m playing. But now that you’re trying to keep it secret, I’m not going to keep that going. Either you tell me, or you can take Minerva and leave. If you want me to follow whatever plan you have in mind, you tell me why.”\n\n“…You really are smarter than I ever give you credit for. Not particularly educated, but smart.”\n\n“Your favor, Florence. Now.”\n\nIt wasn’t anger this time, not even impatience. It was a command, and it came with all the authority that he’d learned he had over his lifetime. His power of arms, his forceful aura, the power that came with the dragon’s blood: it all amounted to the power to tell others what to do, and make them do it. \n\nAnd that, for once, affected Florence. \n\n“I want you to give me somewhere safe,” she said. “I want a position in the government, advisor, perhaps, but a position that gives me safety and security. I am sick of scrounging for food and sustenance, sick of begging and hawking my goods day in and day out. I want the chance to live the way that I deserve, too, but there’s no way to do that with the current king. Nobody will change the world. Nobody will make things better for me until our current monarch is gone. \n\n“Thus…I turn to you.”\n\nShe looked absolutely furious that the words had been dragged out of her, but the more that she’d spoken, the better he felt. It was, as he expected, something rather selfish from the other woman. She had saved him in the past because he had dragon essence that she could harvest to make herself stronger. She had trained Minerva because she could feed from the girl and make her into a tool. She had instructed him and pointed him in various directions for his revenge to get him to this point, solely so that she could secure her own place in the world. \n\nHe understood that. He understood that very well. \n\n“Does that mean that you never had any intention of seeing me succeed on my own mission, then?”\n\n“Less of a lack of intention, and more the knowledge that you never would. Not without reaching the top.”\n\n“…”\n\n“A king may command things that a killer could never accomplish. You would have an army of killers. An army, period. Your nobles will either stand with you, or they will fall.”\n\nHe stared at her, trying not to feel quite as tempted as he did. The fact that he would have an army had occurred to him, and he knew for a fact that it would make life much easier. The fact that he could order someone arrested, brought to him, and then he could execute them without having to hunt them down and make it a fair fight. \n\nWell, fair was relative. Most of them were nowhere near strong enough to fight back. But the point still stood. \n\nJak tapped his arm slowly as he thought it through, thinking of every angle that he possibly could. There was something here that he was missing, he was sure, something that would bite him in the back. There was no way that Florence would be this…\n\nNo. Wait. \n\nThe lizard man looked up at her again, cocking his head to the side slowly. The naked, feline-esque succubus cocked her head to the other side. \n\n“What?”\n\n“You didn’t think I’d believe you.”\n\n“…What do you mean?”\n\n“You thought that I’d disapprove of something ‘selfish’, didn’t you?”\n\n“…”\n\n“Do you think that I’m so ‘noble’ as that?”\n\n“You’re on a quest for revenge. Everyone has their blind spots.”\n\n“You want to be safe. And secure. I assume that means that you want regular ‘food’ from the populace?”\n\n“Obviously. There’s no point in having a high station if I starve.”\n\n“And you thought I would deny you that?”\n\n“It was a possibility. You’ve never entirely approved of me.”\n\nThat was true, but there were other reasons to be willing to bend on this. The fact was, he would have a place to send his criminals and other people that needed to disappear. Florence could handle them, feed on them until there was nothing left, and then their bodies could just be taken away. There wouldn’t be any blood spilled, only seed, and that would be an advantage to the throne that no others had had.\n\nJak was amazed that he was even considering this, but much as he hated to admit it, it was the best way forward. It would give him a chance to finish his quest. It would make him safe. It would give him somewhere to go after he had finished his search for vengeance, and it would give him another purpose. \n\nAnd it would give him a chance to help the little one under the table. She had come with him to see his quest done, and he still owed her something. \n\n“Deal.”\n\n“Deal?” Florence blinked. “Just like that?”\n\n“It’s a price that I’m willing to pay. You will have your position and your security, so long as you make sure that you help me reach the king.”\n\n“…Well, that was easier than I expected.”\n\n[i]That’s because you still don’t know me.[/i]\n\nJak shook his head, slowly standing up from the table. Minerva’s fingers gripped his thigh for a moment, then slid away. He knew that she’d be after him before long, but for now, he needed some time to think, some time to settle his thoughts and figure out if this was something that he could do. For all the advantages that it offered, the position of king would still bring a great deal of obligations with it. \n\n“I will be in one of the bedrooms.”\n\n“You’ll be back later?”\n\n“After I’ve had time to think.”\n\n“Think hard. There will be no going back after this, dear.”\n\n“I’m sure…I’m sure…”\n\n#\n\nAs Jak walked out of the room, Minerva slowly pulled herself out from under the table. She sat where the lizard man had been sitting, shaking like a leaf and trying to make it stop. The whole situation had been so close to exploding into violence that she was surprised that it hadn’t. When it came that close, it felt like pulling it back from the brink should have been impossible. How it happened, she didn’t know. \n\nShivering from head to toe, she turned back to the succubus. Florence shook her head, looking out the door that Jak had disappeared through. \n\n“I didn’t think that he would have grown that much.”\n\n“I…how…why would you want him to be king?” Minerva asked. “He’s not…you know he’s not the sort of person that could be king.”\n\n“He’s the only sort of person that could be king.”\n\n“But he’s not. He’s a fighter, a warrior. He doesn’t know how to talk to people – seriously, if you saw how he treated the innkeepers yesterday, you would have seen what kind of man he was. He doesn’t know how to be with people.”\n\n“You misunderstand. He’s the [i]only[/i] man that can be king. Not because of his temperament, but because of what he is.”\n\n“…The dragon’s blood?” Minerva guessed. \n\n“Yes.” Florence sighed. “The current king did a very horrible thing when he ordered Jak’s village destroyed. When he did, he destroyed most of the remaining population that had any of the dragon’s blood. Without them, there was only his own family to take the throne, and…Well, there have been accidents. Many of them. And the current king doesn’t have more than an infant heir, now, and one that might not even have the dragon’s blood stirring through their veins.”\n\n“What does that matter? It’s a throne, isn’t it? A throne and crown? Unless they’re magic, but – oh. They are, aren’t they?”\n\n“Yes, they are. Very magical, as a matter of fact. Both are enchanted, with the crown allowing the king to send commands throughout the realm, and the throne allows him to bind those that kneel before him. However, neither will accept someone without the dragon’s blood coursing through their veins. If someone without it tries to use them, then…”\n\n“I’ve seen what happens when someone uses a magic staff badly,” Minerva said, shaking her head with a shiver. “It’s…not good.”\n\n“Suffice to say, the throne and crown deliver far harsher punishments.” \n\nShe didn’t want to think about that, and thankfully, Florence didn’t push the issue. There was no more to be said about strict punishments from a magic crown and magic throne. \n\nHowever, the silence stretched on between them without a new topic. Minerva’s shivers didn’t stop, either. Thinking of Jak on the throne, particularly as he was, was a horrifying thought. He might be a good king, one day, but the idea of putting someone that just knew how to kill on the throne sounded like a horrible idea. She had been in that place, in that angry, horrifying place of vengeance with him, and she wouldn’t trust herself with any real authority at the moment. The idea of giving it to him, someone that had spent more of their life pursuing that sort of hate, just felt like a good way to run the country into the ground. \n\nFor the first time in weeks, she felt a real mistrust of the demon. She didn’t dare look back at Florence, because she knew that it would show in her eyes, but she wondered if the demon was lying to them. The succubus had always had her own goals, and while this was a surprise, she was afraid that there was another surprise waiting for them, something that would bite them in the ass when they weren’t expecting it. \n\nShaking her head, she pushed herself to her feet. \n\n“Where are you going?” Florence asked. \n\n“I…I don’t know. I think…Somewhere else. Somewhere different.”\n\n“Well, aren’t you going to invite me along?”\n\n“…No.”\n\n“Heh…I suppose that’s fair enough. I’m still bound to this room, though, so keep that in mind, and send a servant my way, later. I will need something to sate me, at least.”\n\nMinerva nodded without thinking, leaving the room and making her way through the manor once more. She didn’t quite know where she was going, but she knew that she needed to be somewhere else right then. Following the hallways and letting her feet decide the path, she retreated into her own skull to think. \n\n[i]She wants someone to eat. She wants somewhere safe. What else would a succubus want out of life?[/i]\n\nA group of people that would feed her forever? That was a possibility. She had been rather…strange. Was she that short on food back at home? Or had – no, she doubted that Florence had been exposed. The succubus was too smart for that. \n\nWhat had changed, then? What had made her so willing to push Jak now? What was going on?\n\nThe little gryphon looked up when she realized that she’d come to the end of the hallway, finding herself facing the same door from last night. She’d come to the bedroom once more, and that meant that Lord Earnest Vadoir was on the other side, still waiting for her. She imagined that he was probably rather hungry, considering that he had missed breakfast due to her telling him to stay where he was all morning. She shook her head. It didn’t matter that much if a cub-lover got hurt. It was…\n\nIt was right, in a way. It was…right.\n\nMinerva leaned against the door as the weight of the situation came crashing down around her shoulders, realizations of just how horrible things were finally coming down on her. The nobility didn’t care about people like her. The average villager only saw her as a child that was worthy of dick or scorn. Everyone out there just saw her as…as meat, she realized, something to be used, fucked, or thrown aside. There was no one that would stand up for her, nobody that would fight for her. \n\nOnly Jak had done that much, and even he took something for it. \n\nNo, he didn’t. He had made it clear what his price was, and he made it her decision whether she wanted to offer it. She couldn’t lie to herself about that. She had been the one that decided that he deserved to have a piece of her pussy, of her body, of…of her. \n\n[i]If there’s going to be someone on the throne, at least it can be someone that knows how to put it in the other person’s court.[/i] \n\nJak hadn’t been the sort to make it so that she didn’t have a choice, either. She could have made a go of it alone. She could have run off. She could have done any number of things on her own. The only thing that he said was that she needed to pay for his help, and he had left it up to her how she wanted to pay. Her body had been the only currency that she had, and it turned out, it was pretty valuable currency. \n\n[i]If we have to have a king, at least he makes it the choice of the person, not the obligation.[/i]\n\nShe could live with that on the throne, and he might…he might be better, over time. She could see him growing, and if she was there – \n\nNo. Minerva made the decision right then, right there. There was no if; she had to be there with him. Otherwise, the only one giving him advice would be Florence, and that could go off the rails all too quickly. Someone had to stand up for the children like her, to at least give them a choice. \n\nTaking a deep breath, she pushed the door open. Lord Earnest was still there, still naked. As soon as she walked in, his cock started rising, and she knew that he was trying to think of a way out of the charm spell that she had him locked into. He was obviously irritated, the annoyance showing on his face, but the devotion spell that she’d locked him into meant that he couldn’t do much more than frown. \n\nShe smiled at him, and he smiled back. \n\n“You’re…back,” he said. \n\n“Yes. I am. And you’ll be allowed more of your fun.”\n\n“…Really?”\n\n“Yes.”\n\nShe was in control, now, so that meant that there was really no reason not to indulge him a little bit. Not that she wanted to, considering how little pleasure that she got from his dick, but the less that she had to fight him, the better. The charm spell was not perfect, just yet. He could slide out from under it if she gave him enough reason to hate it, and giving him her body from time to time meant that he had a reason to stay under her, obedient to her. That was reason enough to spread her legs for him. \n\nEven if she would prefer to do it for someone else. \n\nShe pulled off her little robe, baring her body as she walked over to the bed. After hopping up on it, she slowly spread her legs, reaching down and rubbing her pussy for a moment. As soon as it was wet, she dragged the juices down to her other hole, rubbing along it, teasing it open with a finger before pulling on both her cheeks. The raccoon’s cock was throbbing hard at that point, all six inches pointed right at her. \n\n“You may take me…”\n\nShe sounded a little different when she said it, she noticed. There really was something about having power over someone else that made one change a little bit. It was hard to notice until it happened, but once it did? Well, that was the turning point. You had already changed, and there was no going back. \n\nIt had started at the brothel, getting the confidence to show off for the various clients. It had continued here, allowing her to walk around in the nude, to sell herself without actually having to have someone else start it. And now? Now, she was looking up at an adult, someone that had been willing to rape her and take advantage the day before, and telling him to do what he wanted. \n\nHow things had changed. She had gone from a virgin that had protected her body as the only currency she had to being willing to spend it to gain other favors, other advantages. \n\nLord Earnest Vadoir walked over to her, kneeling down and lifting her hips slightly to expose her asshole. She allowed his cock to press against it, and breathed out slowly as he slid in. The gentle friction, the heat that followed, and the slight stretch was better than it had been in her pussy, but only just. \n\n[i]I hope Jak calms down soon…I want him again…[/i]\n\n#\n\nThe lizard man had gone back to the wife, and he had enjoyed her greatly. The feeling of her eagerness, the braindead way that she attacked his cock and begged for more of it without even saying a word, was just the ego boost that he needed to cast off the rest of Florence’s condescension. Even now, as he sat on the edge of the bed, the raccoon woman bobbed her head down one of his dicks before going over to the other, gagging herself on it before returning to the other and giving it the same favor. \n\nUp, down, up, down, each time giving it a long suck, slurp, and caress with her tongue before lingering right over the head. Jak groaned as she cleaned her pussy and her ass off of his cocks, giving them a good squeeze before going right back to it. He wasn’t sure if she was cleaning them anymore or if she had just become addicted to his musk, but either way, he was more than willing to let it continue. \n\n[i]King.[/i]\n\nHe thought of it with more focus and less anger. For once, he let himself think of the possibilities, of what he would get if he took the throne. \n\nFor one, he would have the numbers on his side, for a change. The various members of the plot had always brought small armies against him, and while he had been good at avoiding them, it had slowed down his vengeance. With the army on his side, he could split them apart, and they would be forced to fight on his terms. He could take them all down within a year, at most. \n\nHe wouldn’t just have soldiers, but money. Taxes, funds from the loyal nobles, and more would flow to the treasury. The eyes and ears of the people would be his to claim, and they would sell out the plotters that managed to hide in mere days. \n\nAnd that was before he got down to what he could do on the throne. He could change things. He could make it so that the world…\n\nSo that the world made sense again. \n\nJak looked down at the raccoon at his knees. He wasn’t about to lie to himself; there would be more women like her at their knees before him, sucking at his cock, bowing at his feet, worshiping him than there already was. As a warrior, he would not deny himself the spoils of war, and he had every intention of binding his followers to him. \n\n[i]A harem of women…[/i]\n\nAnd of cubs?\n\nThe lizard man thought to himself, considering it as a possibility. With Minerva, he had gained a rather helpful companion. She had magic, and she had common sense, something that was remarkably uncommon in this day and age. Her help had opened doors that would have been closed to him, both getting them into the city and getting them somewhere safe. It was due to her that they were in this position in the first place. \n\nYet, for all that, he still saw her, at least partially, as the whore that Florence had trained her to be. She knew how to use her body, and he had more than a slight wish to have her use it for him. He wanted her tiny holes to take his cocks. He wanted to see her sucking on them, and more than that, he wanted to see the look on her face as the power of the dragon marked her. He wanted to see her worship him, feel her eagerness the way that he had felt Lady Vadoir. It was…horrible, yet at the same time, it was undeniable. He [i]needed[/i] that adoration these days, and he craved to see it coming from her. \n\n[i]But it wouldn’t be her anymore…would it?[/i]\n\nThat was the part that he still didn’t know. The dragon’s mark seemed to leave different females acting differently. The doe in the other village had been a bit more herself, just very subservient and addicted to him when he was not there. The idea of having that little gryphon so addicted to his dicks, to his musk, to see her shivering just looking at him and wishing for him to come back every time he left was a hot idea, but…would it affect how useful she was to him?\n\nThe answer was yes. That was why he hadn’t done anything with her since he realized what sex could do to other people. That, and the fact that she belonged to him already should have been enough. \n\nBut there was something about her little body, about having that little cub under him. She was so tight and small, and she put the adults to shame, most of the time. Now that she had been trained to use her body properly, he imagined that she was even better. But that was something that he had forbidden himself, so it wasn’t like he’d ever find out. \n\n“Mmmph…”\n\nHe groaned at a new pleasure, looking down to see that the raccoon woman had turned around, offering her ass and pussy to him again. She had managed to push back in a way that left his cocks going in different directions, one sliding up between her ass cheeks, the other down between her thighs. They were both getting the teasing that they wanted, and both were getting slathered with the seed that she had oozing out of her holes. \n\n“You want more already?” he muttered .\n\n“Always, sir. I want you, all the time.”\n\n“Hmmph.”\n\nJak looked down at his cocks. With little more than a thought, he pulled backwards, and the two shafts came together. As they touched, the flesh melded, melting into one larger shaft that surpassed the girth and length of a feral horse. He stood up slowly, letting it fall down on the raccoon’s back. Lady Vadoir gasped, her eyes going wide. \n\n“What…what is…”\n\n“That is the cock of a dragon,” he muttered, sliding forward until his hips touched her ass, his cock running more than halfway up her back. “And this is what you’ll be taking from now on.”\n\n“Oh…oh, my…”\n\n“Are you ready?”\n\n“Yes…oh yes…”\n\nIf it was anyone else, it might have killed her. If she had gone to her stables and bent over for an animal that had something of this size without magical protection, he was almost sure that it would have. Jak had seen people try to satisfy their urges without that sort of safeguard, and he had seen the consequences. \n\nThat was why he used what little power he had to adjust her asshole. He touched his claws to it, watching as it went from loose and sloppy to something tight again, but with a magical sheen to the flesh that marked it as something different, something properly treated to be able to take something like him. \n\nAs her asshole clenched down, as she gasped from the sudden spark of magic running through her, Jak dragged his hips back. His cock slid down her back, marking her fur with spit and pre-cum, and her tail flagged off to the side as eagerly as she could manage. That was quite eager, too, considering how wet her pussy was. \n\n[i]I have to talk to Florence about this,[/i] he thought, tapping the tip of his dick against the other woman’s asshole. [i]I have to find out if there’s a way to fuck her again without doing this to her.[/i]\n\nHe didn’t know where the addiction had come from, but he knew that it wasn’t going to go away without someone else helping him out. Minerva was too…present, he supposed, in his mind, and he had too much of a claim on her to go without her holes for long. He needed…\n\nHe needed her. Not another cub, but her. There was something special, something precious there, and he didn’t want to substitute someone else for her. \n\nThere just wasn’t a choice on that until he could figure out a way to safely fuck her. \n\n#\n\nMinerva groaned as she felt the raccoon lord emptying his balls in her ass, feeling his cock dripping into her towards the end. She had actually started feeling pleasure just before he hit his climax, too, which was disappointing. \n\nThe gryphon looked up at the glazy-eyed lord, shaking her head as the raccoon started to pull back. For the first time in some time, she took charge. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and Earnest yelped as he stumbled forward, her clawed toes pressing into his ass as she made him grind back into her ass. \n\n“W-what are you doing?”\n\n“Making you finish the job.”\n\n“But –”\n\nHer hand glowed, her magic fed with the bit of pleasure that she had managed to get out of him. She reached around his balls, touching his cock with the tingling energy running down her arm. As soon as she made contact, she felt his meager shaft throbbing that much harder. Not only was it getting harder, but it was getting longer, starting to push further into her than any of his thrusts had. \n\nEarnest gasped, his eyes going wider still as she kept pumping magic into him, forcing his cock to grow, to throb, to thicken. For the first time, she felt that real stretch that came from having something of decent size in her ass, and she squeezed down on it. He gasped for breath as she did, his shaft throbbing all the harder.\n\n“Nnngh…mmmph…”\n\n“You aren’t…aren’t enough to get a cub to cum…so I’m fixing that…I’m making it so that you can get me off, too, instead of just dumping a load…and running off…”\n\nShe slowly let go of his hips, allowing him to pull his cock back. The tingling continued all the way out, and by the time that he had completely pulled free of her, she had finished the transformation. \n\nPOP!\n\nThe flare of a horse cock popped out of her ass. It wasn’t the same as a proper horse cock, not quite as long as what one would see on a feral beast, nor quite as wide, but Minerva didn’t have the desire to die on a dick. She just wanted the pleasure of a good-sized one slamming into her and making her feel every damn inch of it. \n\nWith a flick of her hand, she pulled the raccoon onto the bed. She was taking charge, she realized, taking charge in a way that she had never, ever done before. It felt…right. Right to hold someone accountable. Right to take what she deserved. Was this what Jak felt like, she wondered? Was this how he felt when he was marking others as dragon property, when he was taking his vengeance?\n\nIf it was, then she understood why he didn’t stop. It felt [i]good.[/i] \n\nAs she stood over the raccoon lord, she rested her foot against the underside of his dick. It throbbed hard for her, twitching and drooling. She could see it aching to go inside of her again, and she was more than ready to take it. She reached down, rubbing her pussy a few times, getting it nice and slick, and then moved to straddle him. Earnest reached up to grab for her hips, but she flicked her fingers again. His hands went flying over his head, locked to the bed. \n\n“Not this time,” she muttered. \n\nGripping his cock with one hand right under the flare, she cleaned it with a thought, and then pressed the thick head right under her pussy. It was hot and soft, spongy, almost, something that would easily slide into her. That would be perfect, she thought, perfect for what she needed. \n\nRolling her hips, she slid the tip further into her pussy, then a bit further still. The flare pushed outwards, almost resisting her demand to be filled, then – \n\nPOP!\n\nIt was in her again, and the sheer feeling of proper size made her moan with glee. She looked down at the raccoon, at the way that he stared up at her, and she saw something akin to fear in his arousal. Fear that he wasn’t in control. Fear that he wouldn’t be able to get free of her pussy. \n\nThat was good. She liked the way that made her feel. \n\n\n\n\n\n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Minerva’s Lessons

Chapter 11: 

For BIGChris369

By Draconicon







Of all the things that Jak had imagined would come to pass, someone wanting him to kill a monarch and take over a country was pretty far down the list. It was one thing to be asked to kill someone, and honestly, if someone had asked him to kill the king, he would have considered it. The king was something of an asshole, and the monarch had been problematic to a number of people, even to the nobles. There were those that would love to see him dead. 

To take over for him, though? That was new. 

To his great surprise, it actually made the dragon side of him shut up to hear that. Jak slowly crossed his arms, taking the moment to take control of himself back. Florence seemed to be done, and the little gryphon under the table sure wasn’t coming out anytime soon. His frenzy had made sure that she was too terrified to do that. 

“You want me to take the throne,” he said, surprised at how level his voice was. 

“Not that complicated, really. I thought that you’d get the point right off the bat.”

“You want me to take over. To take the kingdom.”

“Yes. And? I did just say that.”

“…Why?”

“Why?” Florence shook her head. “Dear, oh, dear. Do you really think that I need much of a reason at this point?”

“You’re talking about changing the kingdom completely. You’re talking about overthrowing someone. And if I need to be king to give you whatever favor you’re going to ask for, that means that it’s something big, something that needs a king to make sure that it happens. So, yes. I think you need a big reason to ask me to do something like this.”

“Oh, I see. You’re in control again. All that dragon blood, all that ambition. It’s down at the bottom of your brain again.” She chuckled, leaning her head back. “My, my, but it’s always difficult to deal with that. Two people in one, almost.”

This wasn’t like her. Florence was a strange one, but she didn’t usually have this level of amusement, or flightiness, to her. There was something off about this, something that needed to be addressed, and soon. 

But for now, he needed an answer, and if she was even slightly off her game, this was the best chance to get it. He tightened his grip around his chest, holding his arms crossed as best he could. 

“What do you want after I become king?”

“A favor. That’s all.”

“If you want me to listen, then you better tell me.”

“Why? You’ll leave your quest for vengeance aside if I don’t? We both know that’s not possible for you, Jak. Even before the dragon’s blood woke up in you, you were obsessed. Now it’s worse. Now it’s stronger. You won’t turn back.”

“No. I’ll just die.”

“…”

“I will do it my way, and very likely, I will die. And then you’ll never get the favor that you want.”

“…You’re cheating.”

“No. You’re forcing me into this by playing a game. I can take being a pawn from time to time if I understand the game I’m playing. But now that you’re trying to keep it secret, I’m not going to keep that going. Either you tell me, or you can take Minerva and leave. If you want me to follow whatever plan you have in mind, you tell me why.”

“…You really are smarter than I ever give you credit for. Not particularly educated, but smart.”

“Your favor, Florence. Now.”

It wasn’t anger this time, not even impatience. It was a command, and it came with all the authority that he’d learned he had over his lifetime. His power of arms, his forceful aura, the power that came with the dragon’s blood: it all amounted to the power to tell others what to do, and make them do it. 

And that, for once, affected Florence. 

“I want you to give me somewhere safe,” she said. “I want a position in the government, advisor, perhaps, but a position that gives me safety and security. I am sick of scrounging for food and sustenance, sick of begging and hawking my goods day in and day out. I want the chance to live the way that I deserve, too, but there’s no way to do that with the current king. Nobody will change the world. Nobody will make things better for me until our current monarch is gone. 

“Thus…I turn to you.”

She looked absolutely furious that the words had been dragged out of her, but the more that she’d spoken, the better he felt. It was, as he expected, something rather selfish from the other woman. She had saved him in the past because he had dragon essence that she could harvest to make herself stronger. She had trained Minerva because she could feed from the girl and make her into a tool. She had instructed him and pointed him in various directions for his revenge to get him to this point, solely so that she could secure her own place in the world. 

He understood that. He understood that very well. 

“Does that mean that you never had any intention of seeing me succeed on my own mission, then?”

“Less of a lack of intention, and more the knowledge that you never would. Not without reaching the top.”

“…”

“A king may command things that a killer could never accomplish. You would have an army of killers. An army, period. Your nobles will either stand with you, or they will fall.”

He stared at her, trying not to feel quite as tempted as he did. The fact that he would have an army had occurred to him, and he knew for a fact that it would make life much easier. The fact that he could order someone arrested, brought to him, and then he could execute them without having to hunt them down and make it a fair fight. 

Well, fair was relative. Most of them were nowhere near strong enough to fight back. But the point still stood. 

Jak tapped his arm slowly as he thought it through, thinking of every angle that he possibly could. There was something here that he was missing, he was sure, something that would bite him in the back. There was no way that Florence would be this…

No. Wait. 

The lizard man looked up at her again, cocking his head to the side slowly. The naked, feline-esque succubus cocked her head to the other side. 

“What?”

“You didn’t think I’d believe you.”

“…What do you mean?”

“You thought that I’d disapprove of something ‘selfish’, didn’t you?”

“…”

“Do you think that I’m so ‘noble’ as that?”

“You’re on a quest for revenge. Everyone has their blind spots.”

“You want to be safe. And secure. I assume that means that you want regular ‘food’ from the populace?”

“Obviously. There’s no point in having a high station if I starve.”

“And you thought I would deny you that?”

“It was a possibility. You’ve never entirely approved of me.”

That was true, but there were other reasons to be willing to bend on this. The fact was, he would have a place to send his criminals and other people that needed to disappear. Florence could handle them, feed on them until there was nothing left, and then their bodies could just be taken away. There wouldn’t be any blood spilled, only seed, and that would be an advantage to the throne that no others had had.

Jak was amazed that he was even considering this, but much as he hated to admit it, it was the best way forward. It would give him a chance to finish his quest. It would make him safe. It would give him somewhere to go after he had finished his search for vengeance, and it would give him another purpose. 

And it would give him a chance to help the little one under the table. She had come with him to see his quest done, and he still owed her something. 

“Deal.”

“Deal?” Florence blinked. “Just like that?”

“It’s a price that I’m willing to pay. You will have your position and your security, so long as you make sure that you help me reach the king.”

“…Well, that was easier than I expected.”

That’s because you still don’t know me.

Jak shook his head, slowly standing up from the table. Minerva’s fingers gripped his thigh for a moment, then slid away. He knew that she’d be after him before long, but for now, he needed some time to think, some time to settle his thoughts and figure out if this was something that he could do. For all the advantages that it offered, the position of king would still bring a great deal of obligations with it. 

“I will be in one of the bedrooms.”

“You’ll be back later?”

“After I’ve had time to think.”

“Think hard. There will be no going back after this, dear.”

“I’m sure…I’m sure…”

#

As Jak walked out of the room, Minerva slowly pulled herself out from under the table. She sat where the lizard man had been sitting, shaking like a leaf and trying to make it stop. The whole situation had been so close to exploding into violence that she was surprised that it hadn’t. When it came that close, it felt like pulling it back from the brink should have been impossible. How it happened, she didn’t know. 

Shivering from head to toe, she turned back to the succubus. Florence shook her head, looking out the door that Jak had disappeared through. 

“I didn’t think that he would have grown that much.”

“I…how…why would you want him to be king?” Minerva asked. “He’s not…you know he’s not the sort of person that could be king.”

“He’s the only sort of person that could be king.”

“But he’s not. He’s a fighter, a warrior. He doesn’t know how to talk to people – seriously, if you saw how he treated the innkeepers yesterday, you would have seen what kind of man he was. He doesn’t know how to be with people.”

“You misunderstand. He’s the only man that can be king. Not because of his temperament, but because of what he is.”

“…The dragon’s blood?” Minerva guessed. 

“Yes.” Florence sighed. “The current king did a very horrible thing when he ordered Jak’s village destroyed. When he did, he destroyed most of the remaining population that had any of the dragon’s blood. Without them, there was only his own family to take the throne, and…Well, there have been accidents. Many of them. And the current king doesn’t have more than an infant heir, now, and one that might not even have the dragon’s blood stirring through their veins.”

“What does that matter? It’s a throne, isn’t it? A throne and crown? Unless they’re magic, but – oh. They are, aren’t they?”

“Yes, they are. Very magical, as a matter of fact. Both are enchanted, with the crown allowing the king to send commands throughout the realm, and the throne allows him to bind those that kneel before him. However, neither will accept someone without the dragon’s blood coursing through their veins. If someone without it tries to use them, then…”

“I’ve seen what happens when someone uses a magic staff badly,” Minerva said, shaking her head with a shiver. “It’s…not good.”

“Suffice to say, the throne and crown deliver far harsher punishments.” 

She didn’t want to think about that, and thankfully, Florence didn’t push the issue. There was no more to be said about strict punishments from a magic crown and magic throne. 

However, the silence stretched on between them without a new topic. Minerva’s shivers didn’t stop, either. Thinking of Jak on the throne, particularly as he was, was a horrifying thought. He might be a good king, one day, but the idea of putting someone that just knew how to kill on the throne sounded like a horrible idea. She had been in that place, in that angry, horrifying place of vengeance with him, and she wouldn’t trust herself with any real authority at the moment. The idea of giving it to him, someone that had spent more of their life pursuing that sort of hate, just felt like a good way to run the country into the ground. 

For the first time in weeks, she felt a real mistrust of the demon. She didn’t dare look back at Florence, because she knew that it would show in her eyes, but she wondered if the demon was lying to them. The succubus had always had her own goals, and while this was a surprise, she was afraid that there was another surprise waiting for them, something that would bite them in the ass when they weren’t expecting it. 

Shaking her head, she pushed herself to her feet. 

“Where are you going?” Florence asked. 

“I…I don’t know. I think…Somewhere else. Somewhere different.”

“Well, aren’t you going to invite me along?”

“…No.”

“Heh…I suppose that’s fair enough. I’m still bound to this room, though, so keep that in mind, and send a servant my way, later. I will need something to sate me, at least.”

Minerva nodded without thinking, leaving the room and making her way through the manor once more. She didn’t quite know where she was going, but she knew that she needed to be somewhere else right then. Following the hallways and letting her feet decide the path, she retreated into her own skull to think. 

She wants someone to eat. She wants somewhere safe. What else would a succubus want out of life?

A group of people that would feed her forever? That was a possibility. She had been rather…strange. Was she that short on food back at home? Or had – no, she doubted that Florence had been exposed. The succubus was too smart for that. 

What had changed, then? What had made her so willing to push Jak now? What was going on?

The little gryphon looked up when she realized that she’d come to the end of the hallway, finding herself facing the same door from last night. She’d come to the bedroom once more, and that meant that Lord Earnest Vadoir was on the other side, still waiting for her. She imagined that he was probably rather hungry, considering that he had missed breakfast due to her telling him to stay where he was all morning. She shook her head. It didn’t matter that much if a cub-lover got hurt. It was…

It was right, in a way. It was…right.

Minerva leaned against the door as the weight of the situation came crashing down around her shoulders, realizations of just how horrible things were finally coming down on her. The nobility didn’t care about people like her. The average villager only saw her as a child that was worthy of dick or scorn. Everyone out there just saw her as…as meat, she realized, something to be used, fucked, or thrown aside. There was no one that would stand up for her, nobody that would fight for her. 

Only Jak had done that much, and even he took something for it. 

No, he didn’t. He had made it clear what his price was, and he made it her decision whether she wanted to offer it. She couldn’t lie to herself about that. She had been the one that decided that he deserved to have a piece of her pussy, of her body, of…of her. 

If there’s going to be someone on the throne, at least it can be someone that knows how to put it in the other person’s court. 

Jak hadn’t been the sort to make it so that she didn’t have a choice, either. She could have made a go of it alone. She could have run off. She could have done any number of things on her own. The only thing that he said was that she needed to pay for his help, and he had left it up to her how she wanted to pay. Her body had been the only currency that she had, and it turned out, it was pretty valuable currency. 

If we have to have a king, at least he makes it the choice of the person, not the obligation.

She could live with that on the throne, and he might…he might be better, over time. She could see him growing, and if she was there – 

No. Minerva made the decision right then, right there. There was no if; she had to be there with him. Otherwise, the only one giving him advice would be Florence, and that could go off the rails all too quickly. Someone had to stand up for the children like her, to at least give them a choice. 

Taking a deep breath, she pushed the door open. Lord Earnest was still there, still naked. As soon as she walked in, his cock started rising, and she knew that he was trying to think of a way out of the charm spell that she had him locked into. He was obviously irritated, the annoyance showing on his face, but the devotion spell that she’d locked him into meant that he couldn’t do much more than frown. 

She smiled at him, and he smiled back. 

“You’re…back,” he said. 

“Yes. I am. And you’ll be allowed more of your fun.”

“…Really?”

“Yes.”

She was in control, now, so that meant that there was really no reason not to indulge him a little bit. Not that she wanted to, considering how little pleasure that she got from his dick, but the less that she had to fight him, the better. The charm spell was not perfect, just yet. He could slide out from under it if she gave him enough reason to hate it, and giving him her body from time to time meant that he had a reason to stay under her, obedient to her. That was reason enough to spread her legs for him. 

Even if she would prefer to do it for someone else. 

She pulled off her little robe, baring her body as she walked over to the bed. After hopping up on it, she slowly spread her legs, reaching down and rubbing her pussy for a moment. As soon as it was wet, she dragged the juices down to her other hole, rubbing along it, teasing it open with a finger before pulling on both her cheeks. The raccoon’s cock was throbbing hard at that point, all six inches pointed right at her. 

“You may take me…”

She sounded a little different when she said it, she noticed. There really was something about having power over someone else that made one change a little bit. It was hard to notice until it happened, but once it did? Well, that was the turning point. You had already changed, and there was no going back. 

It had started at the brothel, getting the confidence to show off for the various clients. It had continued here, allowing her to walk around in the nude, to sell herself without actually having to have someone else start it. And now? Now, she was looking up at an adult, someone that had been willing to rape her and take advantage the day before, and telling him to do what he wanted. 

How things had changed. She had gone from a virgin that had protected her body as the only currency she had to being willing to spend it to gain other favors, other advantages. 

Lord Earnest Vadoir walked over to her, kneeling down and lifting her hips slightly to expose her asshole. She allowed his cock to press against it, and breathed out slowly as he slid in. The gentle friction, the heat that followed, and the slight stretch was better than it had been in her pussy, but only just. 

I hope Jak calms down soon…I want him again…

#

The lizard man had gone back to the wife, and he had enjoyed her greatly. The feeling of her eagerness, the braindead way that she attacked his cock and begged for more of it without even saying a word, was just the ego boost that he needed to cast off the rest of Florence’s condescension. Even now, as he sat on the edge of the bed, the raccoon woman bobbed her head down one of his dicks before going over to the other, gagging herself on it before returning to the other and giving it the same favor. 

Up, down, up, down, each time giving it a long suck, slurp, and caress with her tongue before lingering right over the head. Jak groaned as she cleaned her pussy and her ass off of his cocks, giving them a good squeeze before going right back to it. He wasn’t sure if she was cleaning them anymore or if she had just become addicted to his musk, but either way, he was more than willing to let it continue. 

King.

He thought of it with more focus and less anger. For once, he let himself think of the possibilities, of what he would get if he took the throne. 

For one, he would have the numbers on his side, for a change. The various members of the plot had always brought small armies against him, and while he had been good at avoiding them, it had slowed down his vengeance. With the army on his side, he could split them apart, and they would be forced to fight on his terms. He could take them all down within a year, at most. 

He wouldn’t just have soldiers, but money. Taxes, funds from the loyal nobles, and more would flow to the treasury. The eyes and ears of the people would be his to claim, and they would sell out the plotters that managed to hide in mere days. 

And that was before he got down to what he could do on the throne. He could change things. He could make it so that the world…

So that the world made sense again. 

Jak looked down at the raccoon at his knees. He wasn’t about to lie to himself; there would be more women like her at their knees before him, sucking at his cock, bowing at his feet, worshiping him than there already was. As a warrior, he would not deny himself the spoils of war, and he had every intention of binding his followers to him. 

A harem of women…

And of cubs?

The lizard man thought to himself, considering it as a possibility. With Minerva, he had gained a rather helpful companion. She had magic, and she had common sense, something that was remarkably uncommon in this day and age. Her help had opened doors that would have been closed to him, both getting them into the city and getting them somewhere safe. It was due to her that they were in this position in the first place. 

Yet, for all that, he still saw her, at least partially, as the whore that Florence had trained her to be. She knew how to use her body, and he had more than a slight wish to have her use it for him. He wanted her tiny holes to take his cocks. He wanted to see her sucking on them, and more than that, he wanted to see the look on her face as the power of the dragon marked her. He wanted to see her worship him, feel her eagerness the way that he had felt Lady Vadoir. It was…horrible, yet at the same time, it was undeniable. He needed that adoration these days, and he craved to see it coming from her. 

But it wouldn’t be her anymore…would it?

That was the part that he still didn’t know. The dragon’s mark seemed to leave different females acting differently. The doe in the other village had been a bit more herself, just very subservient and addicted to him when he was not there. The idea of having that little gryphon so addicted to his dicks, to his musk, to see her shivering just looking at him and wishing for him to come back every time he left was a hot idea, but…would it affect how useful she was to him?

The answer was yes. That was why he hadn’t done anything with her since he realized what sex could do to other people. That, and the fact that she belonged to him already should have been enough. 

But there was something about her little body, about having that little cub under him. She was so tight and small, and she put the adults to shame, most of the time. Now that she had been trained to use her body properly, he imagined that she was even better. But that was something that he had forbidden himself, so it wasn’t like he’d ever find out. 

“Mmmph…”

He groaned at a new pleasure, looking down to see that the raccoon woman had turned around, offering her ass and pussy to him again. She had managed to push back in a way that left his cocks going in different directions, one sliding up between her ass cheeks, the other down between her thighs. They were both getting the teasing that they wanted, and both were getting slathered with the seed that she had oozing out of her holes. 

“You want more already?” he muttered .

“Always, sir. I want you, all the time.”

“Hmmph.”

Jak looked down at his cocks. With little more than a thought, he pulled backwards, and the two shafts came together. As they touched, the flesh melded, melting into one larger shaft that surpassed the girth and length of a feral horse. He stood up slowly, letting it fall down on the raccoon’s back. Lady Vadoir gasped, her eyes going wide. 

“What…what is…”

“That is the cock of a dragon,” he muttered, sliding forward until his hips touched her ass, his cock running more than halfway up her back. “And this is what you’ll be taking from now on.”

“Oh…oh, my…”

“Are you ready?”

“Yes…oh yes…”

If it was anyone else, it might have killed her. If she had gone to her stables and bent over for an animal that had something of this size without magical protection, he was almost sure that it would have. Jak had seen people try to satisfy their urges without that sort of safeguard, and he had seen the consequences. 

That was why he used what little power he had to adjust her asshole. He touched his claws to it, watching as it went from loose and sloppy to something tight again, but with a magical sheen to the flesh that marked it as something different, something properly treated to be able to take something like him. 

As her asshole clenched down, as she gasped from the sudden spark of magic running through her, Jak dragged his hips back. His cock slid down her back, marking her fur with spit and pre-cum, and her tail flagged off to the side as eagerly as she could manage. That was quite eager, too, considering how wet her pussy was. 

I have to talk to Florence about this, he thought, tapping the tip of his dick against the other woman’s asshole. I have to find out if there’s a way to fuck her again without doing this to her.

He didn’t know where the addiction had come from, but he knew that it wasn’t going to go away without someone else helping him out. Minerva was too…present, he supposed, in his mind, and he had too much of a claim on her to go without her holes for long. He needed…

He needed her. Not another cub, but her. There was something special, something precious there, and he didn’t want to substitute someone else for her. 

There just wasn’t a choice on that until he could figure out a way to safely fuck her. 

#

Minerva groaned as she felt the raccoon lord emptying his balls in her ass, feeling his cock dripping into her towards the end. She had actually started feeling pleasure just before he hit his climax, too, which was disappointing. 

The gryphon looked up at the glazy-eyed lord, shaking her head as the raccoon started to pull back. For the first time in some time, she took charge. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and Earnest yelped as he stumbled forward, her clawed toes pressing into his ass as she made him grind back into her ass. 

“W-what are you doing?”

“Making you finish the job.”

“But –”

Her hand glowed, her magic fed with the bit of pleasure that she had managed to get out of him. She reached around his balls, touching his cock with the tingling energy running down her arm. As soon as she made contact, she felt his meager shaft throbbing that much harder. Not only was it getting harder, but it was getting longer, starting to push further into her than any of his thrusts had. 

Earnest gasped, his eyes going wider still as she kept pumping magic into him, forcing his cock to grow, to throb, to thicken. For the first time, she felt that real stretch that came from having something of decent size in her ass, and she squeezed down on it. He gasped for breath as she did, his shaft throbbing all the harder.

“Nnngh…mmmph…”

“You aren’t…aren’t enough to get a cub to cum…so I’m fixing that…I’m making it so that you can get me off, too, instead of just dumping a load…and running off…”

She slowly let go of his hips, allowing him to pull his cock back. The tingling continued all the way out, and by the time that he had completely pulled free of her, she had finished the transformation. 

POP!

The flare of a horse cock popped out of her ass. It wasn’t the same as a proper horse cock, not quite as long as what one would see on a feral beast, nor quite as wide, but Minerva didn’t have the desire to die on a dick. She just wanted the pleasure of a good-sized one slamming into her and making her feel every damn inch of it. 

With a flick of her hand, she pulled the raccoon onto the bed. She was taking charge, she realized, taking charge in a way that she had never, ever done before. It felt…right. Right to hold someone accountable. Right to take what she deserved. Was this what Jak felt like, she wondered? Was this how he felt when he was marking others as dragon property, when he was taking his vengeance?

If it was, then she understood why he didn’t stop. It felt good. 

As she stood over the raccoon lord, she rested her foot against the underside of his dick. It throbbed hard for her, twitching and drooling. She could see it aching to go inside of her again, and she was more than ready to take it. She reached down, rubbing her pussy a few times, getting it nice and slick, and then moved to straddle him. Earnest reached up to grab for her hips, but she flicked her fingers again. His hands went flying over his head, locked to the bed. 

“Not this time,” she muttered. 

Gripping his cock with one hand right under the flare, she cleaned it with a thought, and then pressed the thick head right under her pussy. It was hot and soft, spongy, almost, something that would easily slide into her. That would be perfect, she thought, perfect for what she needed. 

Rolling her hips, she slid the tip further into her pussy, then a bit further still. The flare pushed outwards, almost resisting her demand to be filled, then – 

POP!

It was in her again, and the sheer feeling of proper size made her moan with glee. She looked down at the raccoon, at the way that he stared up at her, and she saw something akin to fear in his arousal. Fear that he wasn’t in control. Fear that he wouldn’t be able to get free of her pussy. 

That was good. She liked the way that made her feel. 





The End



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