This story is my half of a trade done with
\n\t\t\t\t\tpenni-chan69 her sexy half can be seen here https://inkbunny.net/s/1495845Meeting The Gas Giant
By Typhlosionboy
It had been a very long, and extremely treacherous journey for myself. Coming from the small mining town of Saddleback, just to see the only known dragon gathering, since eons ago when I saw the first one. At that time the now current dragon king, had competed in some sort of competition, similar to the now running of the leaves event, held in many towns where all three pony races gathered, only members of the Dragon race could enter. I didn’t compete, but merely watched instead, getting to see the gigantic lizard boulder himself out, with a giant crystal scepter, in the shape of an elongated dragon claw, with a giant fire ruby being held in its center; how those creatures even created, or found such an artifact I had no clue. I did however manage to sketch out, the exact location in the badlands, of the scene when the giant creature bellowed out of the mountain with such ease, holding the scepter; but if that was not enough, because I felt it wouldn’t have been, I even took extra time right after, to calculate, and then write down the rough coordinates. Secretly, I was not so sure on my math at the time, but gave it a go so I could get a map later down the road.
All of this info I had managed to lock away, once safes were invented, though I didn’t really like discussing how old I really was, so those things never got brought up in conversations. Still, now I was excited, as my hooves were a little tender from packing from the night before, but also from walking all day today. That thought reminded me that I needed to take a little break, before continuing my travels, and so I looked around for a flat look area to recuperate, that way I could regain my strength, for I had been hiking uphill most of this time, but by this point, it was more like up a slope rather than a hill. The terrain had steadily, but albeit slowly changed, from flat dense forests, to a more, rough rocky hill, with many nearby forests having more space to wander through, with little pebbles or large boulders covering, and scattered across the mountainside.
I would discover a nice flat inlet of land within the forest itself, around it a small dirt path ran through, which I followed until finding a suitable tree to cover behind the sun from. A bit of shade was nice, but then I heard the faint sounds of running water, so getting back up to investigate, I uncovered a very small stream, cutting it’s path through the small opening of forest, noting it was probably snowmelt, or heavy rainfall from the nearby peaks. I repositioned myself, to behind the shade of a tree, that was closer to the stream, and I could already feel the air, a few degrees cooler as it blew through my red, and black mane. My aura sensors, would drop a little as I could feel the purity of this place, just by taking in the air, feeling the trees, water, even the life force of creatures nearby, I knew this place was a mostly undisturbed treasure, and I truly enjoyed it while munching on my sandwiches, along with the water I drank from my canteen.
I wiped my muzzle with my hoof, then refilled my canteen with the stream water; but not before having a small sip to verify it did not taste funny, which as expected, it did not. Once I had restocked on drinking water, I could begin my journey to the peak once more, one hoof print at a time. The location I was headed, was obviously above tree line, but that was where it got weird, since trees were clearly around, even near the peak; though I suspected lava pools due to the unusual warmth I remember feeling, I had never actually found any, but with all the dragons about, still made me wonder. Nevertheless, I kept my pace, looking around, taking in the different yet delightful scenery, even watching a phoenix glide in the sky, using it’s own body heat as a constant uplift when it needed to rest during long flights.
Hours passed, and I still somehow was just barely even halfway up, though being a Pegasus I could just fly up. However, in that aspect there was two problems to account for; the first one being the weight of my gear, which in itself could cause more difficulties, and the second one being the obvious fact that if I was spotted, I might have an angry army of dragons after me. I decided after putting some thought into the ordeal, that I could just fly low to the ground, quick enough to save time just by walking, but slowly enough to avoid obstacles, or throwing off my balance with my gear equipped. Luckily for me, being an adventuring pony, my muscles were under most days, receiving strenuous work outs, which meant I could keep a steady pace with a heavy pack, for a little while. As I expected, the results were glorious, as I had scaled the remaining half of the peak, in just under an hour, with a few breaks.
Looking across the landscape from on the high tree tops, was nothing short of serene. I took a moment to breath it all on, and as before, whole forests on this rocky terrain. Something flying in the sky caught my eye, though it was not very large, I could tell it was some small, pony sized purple dragon, though maybe a bit taller than myself. At that moment, I decided to follow, staying low to the ground for a minute, playing catch up, and once I was sure this feminine looking dragon didn’t see me, I started flying a bit higher. I also kept checking my surroundings making sure no other dragons might sneak up on us, we’ll mostly myself really, and after five minutes of steady flying, she started to gently pivot herself downwards, while I stayed above watching, to avoid being spotted on her downfall as well.
I could barely make out where she had gone, it was as if she became one with the darkness of the mountainous terrain, so I too started descending. A swift updraft would turn my slow descend, into an air spiraling Nightmare as my body was hastily hurling towards the ground, my wings unable to maneuver with such a heavy load. Then I realized that my pack could save me, if I could just flip my body, though doing so wasn’t easy, and after several panicking fails, I finally flipped my back, only mere moments before the impact. I heard the ripping of leather, followed by a brief explosion of my materials, and pain, so much of it, so swiftly, I passed out only moments after impact. I awoke sometime later, in front of the Dragon king himself as he bellowed to every dragon, “The pony is awake!”
Before I knew it, I was before the entire gathering of dragons, admittedly afraid of what was to come. I heard bits and pieces of random chatter, none of it sounding good, though soon enough there was enough chatter where it sounded like the Equestria Games, that was until the Dragon King bellowed out once more. “Silence, now little pony, why are you here?” his voice echoed out to me, as he leaned down to hear me speak.
“Your highness sir, I mean no harm, or ill will, truthfully I came to observe your competition to determine the new high dragon lord.”
“What kind of farse is this, how does a pony like you know of such dragon traditions?” He said, a little less loudly, but still relatively audible.
“Please your highness, I’ve been around since the first one, check my pack if you don’t believe, but please also consider the observance is solely for scholarly purposes meant to educate ponies about dragons, since after all very few know anything about dragons.”
He looked at me, nearly giving me a mixture of a death glare, with a stink eye expression, but after I had finished speaking his expression softened just a smidgen. “Well you heard him, check his pack!” the Dragon king bellowed out.
There was a bit of scrambling around, but ultimately the purple-pink dragon I had been following, brought over the pack, and carefully opened its contents with her claws. Soon she was showing off my sketches I had made over a thousand years ago, which the Dragon king thought to be amusing as he looked them over, with help from the smaller dragon. All he said was, “Ah, such fond memories I have of first becoming King. I see you catch my good side little pony, tell you what, I’ll just this once give you some information, a whole book dedicated about dragons, my daughter Ember here will provide you with the information, written in her own claws.”
“Oh thank you kindly your highness, I-“
“Under one condition, there is a dragoness across this peak, her name is Chloe, or better known as the gas giant, you must keep her company while Ember works on your book. Do we have a deal?” the king asked offering a claw, which I shook hesitantly, “Good, then let my daughter guide you to her cave, then we can start once she gets back.”
I watched as the small, Royal blue dragoness, began leading the way, not really saying much more other than, “Try to keep up.” As we kept walking I was extremely tempted to ask, why they called this particular one the gas giant, but I’m certain when dragons give one of their members a respective nickname, no matter how odd it might be, I have a feeling its as blunt, and truthful nickname as possible. After half an hour of walking, we came to the entrance of a massive cave, with Ember leading the way in, allowing me to follow in short pursuit. Before next, there laid a very lovely sea blue dragoness, with some ample assets apparently, for I could see the mounds on her chest. Even though mares had crotch breasts, I still could tell she was female by her more slender curves anyways, not just by her chest breasts.
I thought to myself, why doesn’t she become the dragon king, as big as she is, she could easily beat the others in the competition, though I guess I could always ask her at some point, if she doesn’t eat me; which was another possible concern of mine. Ember looked at me, then started budging the sleeping dragoness, in order to wake her from her slumber. At first it wasn’t working, but another minute or so, and soon she was stirring. After a few moments of rubbing the sand out of her eyes, she took notice of me, though I was relieved to see her first reaction, which was to gently poke me, rather than lick her lips. After gently wrapping her claw around my neck, to feel me I suppose, she then looked back at Ember, before speaking.
“So Princess Ember, why does a pony walk with you, into my cave, just to stir me from my slumber?”
“I’m sorry Chloe, but the current king has made a deal with this pony. You see, this stallion seeks knowledge on our race as dragons, he touched The king’s soft spot, and as such I’ll be providing the info, he will be providing you company until I’m done. As always you both will get your food deliveries.”
“This little cutie gets to keep me company? Well, I’m quite delighted to hear such a thing, any special instructions for me?”
“Besides not eating him well, show him why you get called the gas giant, by the king’s special directions.”
“Oh of course Ember, I would love to keep him close.”
Ember looked at me, chuckling softly. “Now don’t have too much fun you two,” and with that left the cave to go do whatever, hopefully start on that book.
The large, sea blue dragoness, rolled over to the side, so that her back was flat on the rocky ground, before she lifted her massive body up, until she was sitting on her haunches in a criss cross fashion. She grinned at my small form, picking me up with her, curvy like fingers, as she spoke to me. “So little pony, you ready for some fun?”
I shyly looked away as she made eye contact with me, before I replied. “I-I suppose, depends on…what your idea of fun is. Then again I guess I don’t have a choice.”
Chloe smiled before laughing a little, her voice echoing throughout the cave, “Don’t be that way, in time I’m certain you’ll grow to enjoy our…activities. Now, let’s start with the first one, massages. I’m too big to give you one, but you can start right here,” the dragoness stated, pointed to her breasts, before lying down, and placing me on top of the chest mounds.
I started gently rubbing her soft breasts, with my hooves in a circular fashion, watching as wisps of smoke left her throat, alongside a few hidden moans of enjoyment. The more I rubbed, the more spaced Chloe’s moans became, but she never stopped, even giving my face a gentle lick a few times, until she felt satisfied. When she was satisfied, some later, the lovely dragoness picked me up, rolled to her side, and placed me in front of her posterior, giving me a full view of her naughty parts. I had never expected to see a dragon’s genitalia, let alone be doing anything sexual with one, yet here I was, and all she told me was to start licking her rump. Normally I’d object to such a thing, but I didn’t have much of a choice, though as if reading my mind she went on to say, “Don’t worry little pony, I wash it regularly. Just remember to take it nice and slow for mistress Chloe.”
“Yes, of course,” I said hesitantly. However before I could start, she held out a finger, waving it back and forth.
“Nu-uh, you need to say it correctly little dumpling.”
“Yes, mistress?”
“Almost there sweet thing.”
I blushed as I uttered aloud, “Yes, mistress Chloe.”
“There we go! Alright, my behind is all yours, don’t forget to take your time as well.” With that said, she practically shoved me against the lips of her anus.
I could smell her butt, however I wasn’t quite sure what the odor was, it seemed…strong, but not entirely offensive though. Though I didn’t have much time to think about it, for she pressed me against her puffy anus lips, signaling me to start, and so I began gently licking her butt hole. I started with the outer lips, then grew bold enough to actually stick my tongue in, and even as humiliating as I felt it was, I didn’t want to admit how much I really was enjoying myself. In fact, the more of her smell I inhaled, the more I enjoyed it, until I was practically kissing her butt, which I could tell by her light moans, meant I was doing good. I kept going deeper, but had accidentally fallen on my back, though not very hard, but when Chloe scooched me forward again, I couldn’t help but enjoy the position I was in.
My face was again pressed against the puffy lopsided of her hot dragon anus, while my crotch was pressed against her pussy lips. However, only moments later a rumbling of her gut signaled the beginning of something else, and soon a large gas cloud would erupt from her dragon booty, spreading itself around the surrounding area. She smirked, noticing a hadn’t really backed away from her butt, even after the gas explosion. Picking me up, as she gave me a small kiss, only to place me against her butt once more as she spoke.
In a slight, but not overbearing booming voice, she inquired, “Enjoying the smell tiny?” Looking back at me as I took a moment to nod my head. “Good then, plenty more where that came from.”
Truthfully, I was having fun, where most other ponies would consider it torture, and would probably leave. Though at this point, it was more than just a signed book from the Princess of the dragons, with information on dragons, no it was much naughtier now. I needed a story to tell myself, and this sexy gas giant deserved all the love I could offer, but in writing, and right now physically. I resumed licking, hugging, and caressing the dragoness’ lovely doughnut hole, to the point that I even got my head stuck in her warm anus. She must have known, or felt it in some manner, for her words indicated so, asking if I was stuck. When she only felt my squirming, she most likely took that as a yes.
“Well then, we better help the tiny stud out, hold on a second I think I feel another fart coming on. Brace yourself little one.”
It was obvious within seconds that Chloe was not joking around, as I could feel her tummy gurgles from inside her anus. Soon an immense wave came barreling towards me, as I took a direct blow to the face from her gas, staying lodged for only a few seconds, before the force knocked me to the ground below. Chloe looked behind herself, simply just watching, until I started kissing her butt again, in which she started gently moaning once again. This time she started to push me even deeper against her anus, though only to make sure she could slide her slick dragon fingers into her pussy.
However an idea must have popped in her head, for the giant dragoness redirected me to her wet pussy as she explained, “Alright little pony, time to have fun, just stick it in, and we can get started.”
I looked at her, not unsure of what she wanted, but on how to go about it, so I simply asked her. “Chloe, as much as I want to, how am I supposed to actually found it so you can feel it?”
She had a moment of lighted hearted giggling, but then resumed speaking. “You little ones are always so silly. Isn’t it obvious cutie, you just climb on in, and when you get in deep enough, you go to town.”
I shrugged my head a little, “I guess that makes sense.”
She grinned at me. “Of course it makes sense, now get in my little sex toy, I’m going to use you until the moment that book of yours is done.” With that she added a gentle huff spreading her musky dragon sex a little more.
I gazed at her turquoise blue insides, never having seen such beauty before, I mean Chloe was a beautiful dragon by far, but I never expected her dragon pussy to actually glimmer. On that note, it did make me wonder if a dragon’s diet affected such things, or if it did not have any impact at all, but again I did not have the time to ponder such things now, I had a dragoness that needed pleasing. So I eagerly, but slowly climbed on top of her pussy lips, receiving a greeting heavy with the scent of sex, along with a few drips of her juices on your my head. It wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle though, as I took a deep sniff of the scented air, my black large horse cock already eager as well to get started.
Chloe moaned a tad loudly, though at this point every dragon that at least hung out nearby, probably already knew what was going on, but surprisingly most had seemingly left after the tournament; except for a few royal guards. Which was another thing I hope Ember would put in that book of hers too. Chloe must have noticed my mind wandering again, because I nearly fell over when she laid on her back, at least that’s what I think she did, before I felt a scaly finger slip it’s way in, and gently shove me against the edge of her pussy walls. It was slick, and very much hotter in this deeper part, the smell was even stronger than before, but honestly even so I was probably enjoying myself more than most ponies would, and Chloe was using it to her advantage, which didn’t bother me at all. I mean, I got to be her sex toy, and I liked pleasing her as such, so I did what I had come to do, thrust deep against her fleshy wall while suckling on her massive dragon clitoris.
Just doing that started to get her squirming, and even moaning a little louder too, which was what I wanted, though I’m certain she wanted it more. It must have been hard for her to control herself from using her fingers, as every other thrust I put into her, I could feel her body shifting positions. Just by her doing that made it difficult to keep my grip, even with her clitoris being so massive, it still could not prevent a few near slips that coated me in her thick dragon juices. In my opinion that made it better, and once I had a steady pace going, Chloe mostly moaned aloud, her voice most likely reaching beyond her cave home; though whether any dragons heard it was still just as unlikely as before. It wasn’t as dark as I expected inside Chloe’s warm pussy, instead, it seemed to be bioluminescent; something I wasn’t quite expecting, that once again made me ponder if diet was a contributing factor.
I regained my focus on Chloe’s hot tasty pussy walls; licking them, humping them, and nothing short of making out with her clitoris, but did it feel so good thrusting my horse cock against her. It was so soft, so very hot, her squishy walls got more active with more effort into put into our sex, even to the point I could feel them convulsions around me. It was almost like having my entire tiny pony body, kissed all at once by her vagina with every convulsion; the walls pressing me against her wet dragon clitoris as well. It made it more interesting, pleasurable even, but also added a little more difficulty to my task, but it wasn’t anything I could not handle. Even better was how much more labored Chloe’s breathing got, as I could almost feel her taking deeper breaths, but of course I could most definitely still hear them too. I almost thought I heard her say she was close, but I already kind of guessed that, and soon enough I would have my proof.
A bit more ramming from my happy horse cock, added with several gentle, but overly long clit licks, and her pussy squeezed my body one last time. My face was soon directly kissing Chloe’s inner walls, pressed up against her lady bump, before a flood of her thick gooey dragoness cum overtook me. It was very swift in it’s movement, for it washed over my entire body, and managed to eject me from her vagina. She groaned as her orgasm peaked, before retreating slowly, while I laid on the stone cavern floor, a little dazed, wet, and sticky, but ultimately happy at the end process. For the rest of the day, we rested, and at night I was forced to sleep in her butt at the very edge.
Granted I had to smell her farts, I truthfully did not have it in me to complain about being this beauty of a dragoness’ sex toy; that and her butt hole was a lot warmer than the high altitude mountain air of the Dragon badlands. For about two weeks that was how I spent my time in the land of the dragons, sniffing Chloe’s butt hole, being her living sex toy, sleeping in her butt hole later that night, with our meals brought to us three times a day, including water that some of the bulkier dragons hauled up for us. Finally the book was done, and Ember had come to retrieve me, though making sure I had kept Chloe company as promised. She even recommended me for other dragons in such areas, including sex; Ember simply blushed before escorting me out.
“Well, you held up your end of the deal, and as promised here is A rigorously detailed book on my kin. If you decide you need more info though, your next dragon to keep company will be prominence.”
“Awesome, and that doesn’t sound too bad.”
Ember looked at me with large eyebrows almost, “She likes burps, enough to greet you with them, though at least she’ll be around your size. Now don’t mess around and get this book wet, here have you sack back too.”
Once I had my sketch bag back, I was in business, I began loading everything in, including the book. Though I checked to make sure it had been signed, and after my goodbyes, carefully made my way to my house. From there I copied the book by hoof, hoping to sell it for plenty of gold, while retaining the original, the entire time, thinking on that sexy dragoness Chloe,even as I showered he stench off me later that evening when I had arrived home.