It was a quiet morning and Dark was in the middle of practicing his magic, or at least pretending he was. The white fox looked more like he was practicing trick-waves of his cane instead. Simple parlor tricks erupted from the amber tip of the long black cane. A bouquet of flowers here, a dove or two there. Each cast was accompanied by a disproportionately flashy and over-the-top spin or wave. The facts that these magic tricks were made possible by real magic only added to the absurdity. As it continued, Dark became more bold with his tricks, occasionally missing a catch or tripping over his own feet when his desire to be showy was weighed against his magical concentration. Occasionally, even his trick would fail in spectacular ways, like casting from the wrong end or performing the wrong spell. Dark even had to extinguish a small fire caused by a mixed up sparkler spell. Of course, even the risk of an indoor blaze was not enough to hinder Dark's resolve. Dark decided to raise the stakes even further. He flicked his top hat off of his head with the tip of his cane, gave a twirl to catch it in the air, then gave it a quick spin to add a nice flourish before giving the inside a tap. A bright geyser of sparks erupted like a fountain from the hat, as Dark gave an eccentric pose like he was posing for a crowd. After his showboating was complete, Dark reached his hand into his hat to finish his parlor trick. His fingers wrapped over a fluffy white ear, but it wasn't anything close to a rabbit's. Wondering just what he had conjured, Dark tugged on the wide and pointed ear. Comically, the inner rim of his top hat stretched as he pulled a head up. This was definitely not a rabbit... Dark yelped in surprise as he had conjured another fur, this one some sort of fluffy white dragon. Everything below her neck was still in the hat, the inner rim still stretched over her neck like some sort of rubbery portal. Before he could speak, the creature wriggled, a set of furry white fingers pulling the "portal" open and pushing her way through. Dark's astonishment only increased as this white dragoness fully emerged from the pocket portal that his top hat had become. She was huge! The white dragoness stood tall at eight feet in height, looming over Dark. If that hadn't been enough, she sported a lot of muscle definition, clear bulges showing up just barely under thick white and light yellow fluff. She stretched out, giving her tail a flick as she limbered up. Her eyes met Dark's, to which she greeted him with a confident grin. "Well hi there!" the large white dragoness spoke up in a cheery female voice. "I was just wandering between worlds when I found this nice convenient portal! Kind of a tight fit though." She swished her long white tail as she glanced around the room, stretching more as she looked over Dark's home. "So are you some kind of wizard or something, working on some kind of new summoning spell?" Dark was still speechless. What exactly had he summoned? This was most definitely not a rabbit. "N-no ma'am," the white fox replied, "Are you... some kind of demon?" The dragoness' ears perked at this question as a smirk began to crawl over her lips. "Was that what you were trying to summon just now?" she asked, looking like she was on the verge of laughing. She.puffed out her chest proudly, and it was then that Dark took notice that this dragoness had a gorgeous D-cup bust. A blush crossed over Dark's muzzle as his gaze lowered back down, noting that this dragoness was nude, almost lewdly so. It would have been one thing if she had been covered generously with extra fluff on her more feminine portions. However, her nipples were proudly erect and her nethers were freely exposed in plain view. What's more, she behaved casually, as if this was a natural state to her. It was intimidating to have it sprung on him so suddenly in his home... but there was also something attractive about it. Perhaps he should learn more about this strange dragoness. "No, miss," Dark managed to respond without stuttering. He had encountered tighter situations than this before and needed to be strong. Moreso because he had no idea exactly how powerful of a creature he had summoned. "It was just a simple magic trick." He recovered his hat as he explained. "I was just trying to summon a rabbit... out of my hat..." As he said it, he realized how ridiculous it sounded. Here he was, admitting to making an enormous blunder trying to do a cheap spell and summoning someone or something that could be infinitely more powerful than he realized. "A rabbit?" The dragoness questioned, barely able to contain her giggling at how amusing Dark's mistake was. She stepped closer, her clear height advantage becoming more apparent as she bent down to meet him at eye level. "Did the cute wittle foxxy want a wittle bunny wunny?" She teased Dark, finishing her sentence by standing back upright and taking Dark's top hat with her, placing it on her own head. "Then it'd be rude of a goddess like myself to sneak through a portal such as yours without giving you what you asked for!" "Goddess? Wha-?" Dark tried to interject, but the dragoness clearly had other plans. Dark found his hat pressed back on his head, but the inner rim soon stretched and began to swallow him up, a deep pit of dark silk awaiting him on the other side. He could barely make out the sound of the dragoness still giggling beneath him as his legs and feet were forced through. All Dark had now was a tiny hole to see through, with the dragoness on the other side, laughing and posing like she'd just performed a fabulous disappearing act. "And now, the Amazing Torres will pull a bunny from her hat!" She announced. Was that her name? Torres. Didn't seem to have a lot of glamor to it, but as Dark felt the space he was confined in shift around with her movements, he couldn't maintain his physical orientation, let alone his thought processes. He managed to catch a glimpse of the dragoness placing the hat on the floor, followed by darkness as the deed was finished. The dragoness, Torres', voice came through muffled, but relayed an air of confident showmanship nonetheless. Suddenly, light and sound returned to Dark as the portal beneath him, facing the floor, suddenly spread wide. There was a heavy rush of wind that pulled Dark up to his feet as the silk and the portal within it, were lifted up over his head in seconds. "And heeeeere's our bunny!" Torres announced proudly. Wait... bunny? But Dark was a fox... "Whoa god!" Dark yelped. He had glanced down and realized he, or rather she, was sporting an immensely large pair of tits, easily F-cups if not outright G's. In addition, Dark was startled by the new female voice escaping his throat. The changes didn't stop there, it seemed. As Dark looked up, she realized she had reappeared in front of a mirror, which also showed the dragoness standing right behind her, grinning mischievously. Dark had been turned into a very large-breasted bunny girl, fluffy and white as snow. Her vest was gone, replaced by the tightest and most revealing onesie she'd ever seen, pulled over some of the thinnest curves at that. Long pantyhose gave Dark's legs a more smooth appearance, as they pulled high enough to meet the leotard. Her soft bunny feet were stuffed into uncomfortable high heels, but it seemed like Dark's bodily changes had even made those feel natural. Torres plopped Dark's hat back atop the new bunny's head, smirking mischievously. "See? I can do some pretty neat 'magic tricks' of my own!" Torres declared proudly, though she clearly spoke with a hint of sarcasm regarding the magic she used to make such a wild and rapid change. "W-wait a second," Dark stammered, briefly distracted by the dragoness' words. "I do use real magic! I'm not just some cheap party-store magician!" "Of course you're not, silly!" Torres retorted, teasing her index finger along the back of Dark's ear, seemingly amused how it folded and turned. "A costumed magician doesn't have the ability to create portals like that, but even then, you seem to have been demoted to the role of 'lovely assistant'!" Dark opened her mouth to rebut, but stopped when she realized her cane was nowhere to be found. Torres glared and smirked knowingly when their eyes met once more. "Y-you hid my cane from me?!" Dark accused, though it ended up as more of a whine. It was indeed nowhere to be seen, even as Dark paced around, her heels clicking loudly against the bunny's floor. "Indeed I did!" Torres confirmed, her thick fluffy tail giving a light whip at Dark's slim rump, just under that wiggly cottonball tail. Dark jumped as it struck, but contained the urge to squeak out. "Since I don't know exactly what you're capable of, I can't let myself be caught off guard by an uppity bunny, who would undo all of my changes!" "But I'm not a bunny!" Dark whined again, "I'm a fox!" With those words, a bright flash of smoke engulfed Dark. When it cleared, Dark was indeed a literal fox, though she was still female and wrapped tight in the brightly colored assistant's outfit. Torres swatted Dark's rump once more, looking as though she were on the verge of laughter. It seemed everything Dark did only made this strange otherworldly dragoness take more delight in manipulating her. "Well, this isn't as bad," Dark said, relaxing slightly. Switching genders was natural to her. However, she usually had more control over it. This dragoness was holding all the power in this situation. "How did you do that, anyway...? I didn't see you wave my cane or anything that time..." This did provoke a loud laugh from Torres. "It's all in here," Torres declared proudly, snapping her fingers. Another poof of smoke swallowed Dark once again. This time, he was returned to his male form... but not his male clothing... Dark's sheath bulged against the tight revealing onesie. The fabric creaked as Dark was constricted by the tight clothing. The rubbing was disagreeable at first, but as the fabric tore, that smooth knotted dick began to emerge, until the tapered shaft tore its own hole in the cloth. "I'm sure you noticed already that I'm not like other dragons," Torres laughed, the embarassment causing Dark to blush. "See, I can eat magic. In fact, I love eating magic! It gives me energy, power, and in some cases, I could even use the magic I eat! But don't worry. I didn't turn your wand into a snack. Mostly, it's a precaution in case that little tool of yours wasn't the only way you could channel your spells!" With that, the dragoness stepped closer, licking her lips as her eyes lowered down to the fox's knotted cock. "Um, what are you doing?" Dark asked, his own eyes raising as the dragoness stood and pressed her large body against his own. Those soft hands reached behind him, then pulled, squeezing the two of them together. "I want your cock," Torres cooed lustfully, stuffing Dark's member between her thighs, rubbing that fine fluff over that exposed shaft. Dark couldn't help but moan, squirming a bit at first. Torres' fur was so soft, it was like being pawed off by the softest bedding. There was still a part of him that wanted to resist, but it was too addictive to not see through to the end. "If you wanted sex that bad, why didn't you just ask?" Dark panted, beginning to slowly thrust his member between those tight muscular thighs, occasionally catching the feel of the dragoness' labia amidst that plush muff. This only made Torres smile wider. "Perhaps you didn't hear me," she purred, planting a brief kiss at Dark's lips, "I said I want your cock!" Torres punctuated that statement with an enthusiastic growl. The dragoness' grip tightened, as Dark was forcibly hugged with his snout pressed into her cleavage. His immediate instinct was to squirm for dear life, but the dragoness loosened her hold before he'd risk loss of air. Dark panted, thankful that he was still conscious, but his thoughts did wander back to awe in how soft her breasts were. It was mostly fluff, but even Torres' erect nipples seemed extra squeezable compared to other furs. Dark shook his priorities back in order, trying to push away from Torres before being subjected to another suffocating squeeze, however, a tingle in his crotch drew his attention out of line once more. As it turned out, Torres was being quite a bit more literal than most when she said she wanted Dark's cock... Down below, Dark could see and sense a magical effect working its magic on his loins once again. But there was a lot more to it this time. Dark's cock began dwindling in size, but the relative closeness.of the dragoness' loins revealed another side to it. Dark watched as a warm pink labia swelled out from Torres' nethers, but moments later, those plump cuntlips changed color to a deep black. Dark didn't want to believe it, but it was happening right before his eyes. Torres was purring assertively, as those tight nether lips molded forward, expanding and enlarging and taking on the shape of Dark's own fox cock, right down to the perfectly alike shape and vein architecture. Dark was no stranger to treatment like this, but his eyes darted back to his own member. He whined as it shrunk away to practically nothing. But more than anything, what caught him off guard was seeing the same process he'd just seen in reverse. Dark's diminuitive member shrunk until it began changing shape, plumping underneath and splitting into one of the tightest pussies he'd ever seen, especially on himself. The tip dulled and the rest of the shaft shrunk, converting into his new bulbous clit, all the former size drained and paraded proudly on Torres' loins. Dark was now a complete cuntboy, leaving Torres as a large breasted shemale. "Ahhhhh," Torres sighed blissfully, standing tall and proud, waggling her member tauntingly at Dark, even giving him a prod with its tapered tip, giggling as a dab of pre streamed against his fur. "H-hey! Stop that!" Dark yelped, trying to wipe off the slick mess Torres made in his fur. He managed to catch some of its scent, shivering at how it was a perfect match to his own. "Oh come now, none of that!" Torres reprimanded, even batting the pads on her hands at Dark's snout. The fox shivered slightly, then realized she was still using magic on him. He had shrunk about two inches, which to him was only noticeable by the sudden increase in angle required for his gaze to tilt back and meet the dragoness' eyes. Torres immediately pressed Dark's snout to tilt back downward to show off where the size went. Where Dark's cock had originally looked small in proportion to the much larger fluffdragon, her new malehood had been grown with the sapped size, now a perfect fit for a fur of her size, throbbing even more proudly than before. "Just what do you want from me?" Dark asked, legitimately beginning to worry if his member was a permanent captive of this powerful dragoness, and just why a being like her wanted his bits that eagerly. "Oh wow, so serious!" Torres chuckled, smiling wide. "There's nothing special I want. This is what I do for fun! I find unsuspecting mortals, no matter how powerful, and see how much fun I can have with them. Typically, I just love seeing them resist, so I can tease them more and more just by taking things to extremes!" Dark was speechless. This creature was just toying with him? "I guess it was just good timing when I caught that portal opening up and peeked in!" the dragoness continued. "Because you've been a lot of fun already!" Torres punctuated that thought by pressing her arms into Dark's back, keeping her constricting hug against the fox. Dark shivered again as more of his height was sucked up by the dragoness' indescribable powers, feeling his former shaft engorge and throb against him, another tiny strand of pre oozing into his fur. It really appeared that Dark had no escape from this dragoness, as she was too powerful to resist. Resist? It was then that something clicked in Dark's mind. Of course. The more he resisted, the more fun it was to Torres. All he had to do was give in. As he pondered that option, more came to mind. Looking over the dragoness' muscular, yet cute figure, it occurred to Dark that Torres was pretty damn attractive, and as he'd already seen, she was also quite kinky. "Maybe it was fate," Dark proposed, somewhat as a bluff. "Maybe we were meant to find each other so that we could have the pleasure of each other's company." Perhaps that was too much. "I don't mean like soul mates. Perhaps just the kinds of erotic things we're both capable of." This certainly seemed to catch Torres off guard. She didn't look repelled, but she was definitely mulling over Dark's words. Her ears perked in a quick moment. "Oh, I get your meaning!" Torres announced. Did she? In either case, Dark found himself lifted and turned around, his back pressed against Torres' front. She tugged his legs open and lowered him onto the tip of the shaft. Dark yelped, not quite expecting this result, before involuntarily moaning out. This vagina that was forced on him rather than by the result of his own magic was so much more sensitive! He couldn't help squirming, but even he couldn't tell if it was to get off or to push himself further down. Torres succeeded in pushing him towards the latter quite easily. Tiny rushes of pre spurt their way up into Dark's passage as it spread, lubricating those tight walls as she pushed further. "If you wanted to submit, you should have just said so!" Torres purred, groaning as she stuffed the thick member further into Dark's depths. While that was what he wanted to do, it hadn't gone entirely according to plan. Dark moaned again as that tight, sensitive cunny was beginning to drip, not from the excess pre, but from arousal. It seemed that somewhere in the fox's mind, this was becoming a turn on for him. And so it proceeded. A small moment passed before the dragoness lifted the fox, taking care to keep him firmly impaled on that excessively large rod, before pouncing both of them belly first onto Dark's bed. Dark felt Torres' weight atop him, smushing him into the covers, as the dragoness used her newfound leverage to drive that thick shaft until Dark's labia was squishing tightly into what was essentially a larger version of his own knot. There was something rather intriguing about feeling the full brunt of his member enlarged that way pressing into him. Dark closed his eyes, soon admiring the blissful rhythm of the fluffdragon's hips thrusting powerfully against him. "Mmph... mmph... more..." Dark blurted, panting heavily. This was definitely not something he expected to say out loud. He gripped his covers tightly, giving several miniature moans as that hefty knot bounced against his dripping nethers. The dragoness acknowledged this development with silence, save for the increased huffs as her thrusting became harder, making wet squishes against Dark's dripping cunt as that knot threatened to go all the way. Being dominated was nothing new to Dark, but this dragoness' weight and strength, combined with the mysterious intrigue of what other magic Torres might be capable of made him hungry for more. "Mmm, my goodness!" Torres exclaimed, still trying to plow that knot into Dark's exceptionally tight entrance. "I didn't think I would break you in this fast! Maybe you're just humoring me, hoping I'll go easy on you!" It really seemed like this dragoness had a tendency for misreading emotional cues. In either case, Dark gave a weak yelp as he was rolled over, up into Torres' lap. Huffs echoed from the fox and the dragoness as Torres thrust even harder, adding a quick press against Dark to combine her strength with gravity. It worked well, as only a few presses were necessary. Dark yelped once more as that enormous knot popped past his labia, tying the two together and spreading the entrance of his passage. A mixed cocktail of feminine juices and pre managed to ooze over Torres' knot base and even soak the fluff where her feminine nethers once resided. "Well, just to let you know," Torres continued, a few panting breaths escaping her mouth between thoughts, "I don't go particularly easy on those who submit to me either." "I... I can see that..." Dark responded, giving several heavy pants himself. He squirmed a little as he felt Torres spurt another gush of pre even deeper into his tight, drooling passage than she'd breached before. That involuntary wiggle also showed him just how tight he was stretched over the dragoness' stolen, enhanced knot. The friction was enough to provoke another moan. He needed to contain himself. However, Torres still had more in mind. Dark gave a shocked gasp as she suddenly wrapped her powerful arms over his chest, squeezing his own arms into his side. He was barely able to squirm now, and even that did little against the fluffdragon's strength. It was smothering, to say the least. "H-hey! That's... too tight!" Dark yelped. A light giggle from Torres informed him that he'd just given her what she wanted. Her "hug" loosened, but that was quickly replaced by a new tightness. Dark's body tingled, making his ears flatten against his head in worry as he knew she was getting ready to do something again. It figured Dark would be right, as he gazed down to see what would happen to his body, as the fluffdragon was getting bigger... ...and bigger... and bigger! The implication hadn't occurred to Dark until there was a noticeable twinge in his already tightly stretched passage. He seethed, before giving a hot huff. His nethers were on fire. Not from pain, but the new stimulation was almost too much to bear. His shoulders tensed. He could just tell that, were his nethers not the deep black color they were now, they'd definitely have gone red from heat alone. Torres wasn't helping matters, as she humped away into Dark's passage with a blissful purr. "Oh god!" Dark exclaimed, pausing between the dragoness' heavily bouncing humps, "Too... tight... gonna... cum..." He tried to stay alert, and not give in. He managed to catch a glimpse of himself and Torres in the mirror she had conjured earlier, but something was off. He used that as a distraction, trying to contain the thought of being so firmly stuffed by trying to figure it out. The bed was looking a lot bigger somehow, but that couldn't be right, because Torres was the one growing, as evidenced by her spilling off the sides slightly. Had he shrunk? More than before? Dark was interrupted by a sharp twinge in his loins. Tighter still?! But... He looked over to the mirror and all of his questions were answered... "Oh my god, you've been draining me this entire time!" He shouted, capping it off with a moan during an involuntary spurt of feminine juices provoked by the knot working over his passage. He was easily less than half her size. He hadn't been able to glimpse the full extent up until now because she'd pinned him against her cock facing away. "You say that like it's a great big secret!" She laughed. "Of course I have! But it's adorable that you 'figured it out'! Perhaps I should... 'reward' you!" Before Dark could even object, the fluffdragon reached her hand down, grinning as the soft pad of her finger began to caress Dark's tiny clit. "Wait! Wai-!" Dark managed to sputtered before interrupting himself with a loud coo, a clear blush rising from under his snout fur. His small footpaws began to kick and flail, as he bit his lip. It was so good. So good... So. Good..... Dark's body shivered amidst his loud cry of pleasure. The pressure of feminine cum built up behind the absurdly tight knot before erupting hard enough to leave a mess over Dark's bedcovers and Torres' lap. It oozed down over her thighs, glistening against the airy fluff. It was rare that Dark would be made to cum this hard. He was panting quickly to catch his breath and ease the constant pleasure. He suspected that the fluffdragon's "modifications" to his body were partially to blame. Among the extra sensitive nerves and increased tightness, he couldn't doubt the possibility that she would tamper with the inner workings as well, increasing his cum production and amplifying his orgasm. It was kind of hot... Dark wouldn't be left alone with his thoughts yet, however. Torres laughed gleefully after Dark's orgasm. "Mmmmm! You sure took that well!" She spoke, teasing that knot within Dark's passage still. "You may have had a nice, well-deserved release, bit I'm still hard and ready to paint your snatch white!" Oh right. Torres hadn't reached her climax yet. The entire time, the fluffdragon had been sitting comfortably on the edge, only spraying pre to lubricated Dark's tight passage to get as deep as she was now. She had impeccable control to restrain herself that firmly for this long. However, it seemed like that restraint was no longer necessary for her. With that thought, Dark braced himself as he felt Torres resume her humping, pausing for a brief moment only to turn them back over, so that she would pin the shrunken fox with her own body once more. Dark felt his nethers begin to heat up once again from the friction, but he would be robbed of any further release as the dragoness let out a loud roar. Dark shivered, both from the power of that cry, and the sudden feeling of thick seed spraying inconsiderately within his passage. The amount Torres released was commendable at first, then impressive, then alarming. Dark wriggled slightly in protest, as seed penetrated into the womb she had saddled him with. The excess pressure caused a small overflow from around the immense knot plugging him up, oozing onto the bed covers. Dark whined as the flow continued. His womb filled until it couldn't take anymore, expanding as the pressure increased. The fox panted, one of his hands moving down to feel over his stomach. His ears perked in alarm as his midsection was beginning to bloat out, tight like a basketball. His worry was littered with heated grunts, as the rub over his gut caused untold amounts of stimulation. "O-okay, miss dragon," Dark stuttered, his focus torn from the distracting swelling in his gut. "I think I'm full enough, could you please- Ah!" Dark interrupted himself as another surge of pleasure stung him inside, distorting his focus even further. "Oh, I'm still not done with you!" Torres interjected, preventing Dark from finishing his thought. She punctuated this by letting her body flop against Dark's back, squishing him and his sensitive gut between his covers and the fluffy goddess atop him. There was so much pressure involved now, Dark was wishing for something to alleviate it all so he could focus. Torres' ears perked, a smirk crossing her lips as if she was able to sense the duress Dark was under. More than that, she relished it, keeping the fox pinned firmly. However, she knew that while restraining her victims was fun, keeping them immobile wasn't as entertaining, especially with her arsenal of tricks. She wanted her fox shaped condom to squirm while she filled him almost endlessly. Torres' ears perked and flicked as she realized the idea she just had. With the most wicked of smirks, she lifted the shrunken Dark up from the bed and stood, giggling as she carried him over to the mirror once more. She wanted him to realize the full extent of what she was about to do. "A-ah!" Dark moaned out as he was bounced along, being carried by the large fluffdragon. By the time the pleasure spike subsided, he was faced with his reflection, noticing how heavily he was blushing, which only increased when he noticed how helpless he looked. He soon felt the touch of Torres' hands stroking him, seeing her caress over his fur. It felt nice, but the way the fluffdragon remained quiet wouldn't allow him to relax. His worries didn't need long to find themselves justified, as the feeling slowly changed to a tingle. Dark squirmed, bracing himself for the worst. Light squeaks emanated from Dark's fur, or rather where fur had once been. Dark realized he no longer had any fur. All of it had been flattened down and turned into a tight latex material. His whole body had become rubber, and Torres was continuing to rub and stroke and shine him up. After a while, the friction seemed to dissolve, and there was a cool feeling like liquid coating over him. Dark's nose twitched, as a familiar scent was coming from his body... A sudden rush of magic stung Dark, as the dragoness absorbed more of Dark's size, making that knot stretch his tight nethers. In the mirror, he could see the increased volume of the dragoness' seed stretch him further. But now the increased feeling of tightness was subsiding, like his body was accomodating it... Something clicked in Dark's mind as he realized why the scent was familiar. It was lubricant. "Wait! Hold on- hngggh!" He moaned as he felt another excessive spray of cum from the giggling dragoness. This was different. Every load that made him stretch brought back the twinges in full force, as if he were being stretched that tight with a flesh cunny rather than the absurdly stretched rubber one he was sporting. It was like a roller coaster. The twinges were the steep, thrilling drops, and as the dragoness paused between sprays, the feelings slowly dimmed as Dark's body adjusted. He was, for all intents and purposes, a living fox-shaped condom. Torres gave a light roar. Her magic filled Dark's rubber form once more, this time to a heavier degree. She kept her hands pressed against him as she had a transformation to finish. Dark shrunk again, all the size absorbing into that stolen cock, definitely making Torres a lot more hyper-endowed. However, the disproportionate bulges of seed stretching Dark's belly subsided. The fox knew immediately as the sensations of warm thick cum spread throughout his insides. Torres was hollowing him out, ensuring that Dark kept his shape as more cum rushed into him. It was an insane rush. As that enormous member shoved through the entire length of Dark's body, he couldn't help but appreciate the irony that it was his own member doing it. More than that, the thrill of that inner chasm having the sensitivity of his hyper-sensitive snatch was unparalleled. As he filled and swelled, he couldn't resist giving in to it. The feel of the dragoness' hands stroking herself off through his thin, yet elastic rubber flesh, the immense high of being bounced on that tight knot. He almost didn't want it to end. But... would he dare voice that? Dark returned to his senses briefly, stunned as he was faced with his reflection again, this time he had outgrown Torres with the sheer volume of seed she had pumped into him as he was dazed by the pleasure. It was difficult to move however, as the pressure was definitely there. The white parts of his his body didn't show it well, but when Dark glanced at the gray portions where his fur had been, he could see he was getting too full, the rubber reaching it's ridiculously high limit. The membrane containing the pressurized seed was thinning by the moment. Dark squirmed, provoking a surprised squeak from Torres. He hadn't been able to see it, but she too had been lost in the motions of pumping up her fox condom. Dark managed to roll onto his front, but the movements were sluggish and stiff. The tight rubber and heavy pressure were difficult to move for what strength he had in this transformed state. "Oh no you don't!" The fluffdragon roared out, steadying her position and blowing another geyser-like spray of cum into her fox condom. "You may be big, but I'm still in charge here!" She punctuated this with a firm swat with her tail against Dark's rump, disrupting the thick ooze filling Dark's body, enough to make him lose his balance on all fours and flop to the floor on his belly. It was such a distraction, he couldn't even focus enough to object, only able to release a strained moan from the firm swat at his hyper-sensitive rubber. There was no pain. She was keeping him in check with pure pleasure. He realized that's how she kept him distracted long enough to pump him this huge. Worst of all, it was too good to resist. He could feel the urge to beg for more building and he held it back. "Perhaps my little condom has had enough!" Torres continued, "So maybe we'll go out with a bang!" Dark yelped as he was pushed onto his chest, his rear lifted as the dragoness held it up with her humongous dick alone. He felt her powerful humps and fountains of seed bouncing through his tight rubbery form as he filled like a bounce castle. Growing and stretching so large, Dark's furniture was looking a lot smaller as space became more limited. He couldn't help but moan, unable to voice an objection amidst the tight pounding of his rubber cunt. He knew what was coming, aching ever closer as his rubber creaked and swelled. He could hear the dragoness panting loudly behind him. She was putting a lot of effort into this, her padded hands gripping any part of Dark's body they were able to hold onto as he blew up to nearly triple her size. Dark gasped as the dragoness unleashed one last roar, a cry of strain and ecstasy shaking the room as the flow increased to phenomenal degrees. Cum poured out violently, stretching Dark's body faster than the magic stabilizing him could keep up. He once again witnessed his belly rounding and engorging, looking like he swallowed an enormous melon. A heavy blush tinged over Dark's snout at how fast it bulged. He shut his eyes, bracing himself. Doing so only made him further aware of his filling, feeling the rubber stretch and strain. Moans became groans as the anticipation built. Dark shuddered as every second felt ten times longer. Soon, a more constant creaking noise echoed from Dark's skin, building in volume until... BANG! --- Dark awoke the next morning in bed. How long had he been sleeping? And what happened to the dragoness? He sat up quickly, expecting the worst mess and collection of damages to his bedroom, but found everything in place. Neatly, in fact. If anything, the room was cleaner than he normally kept it. The thing that drew his attention the most was that familiar mirror sitting in the middle of the floor. That wasn't his. The dragoness had conjured it as a tool to make Dark face the ridiculous and embarassing changes she had done to him. It most definitely hadn't been a dream. More importantly, the cane she had hidden from him was resting against it. Dark threw back his covers to stand and retrieve his cane, only to yelp at the sight of his body. Or at least what he could see of it. On his chest were a set of very fluffy white breasts. Those weren't so much of a shock, except he recognized quite clearly that they were same firm D-cups the dragoness had the night before. He scrambled from his covers to the mirror to get a full inventory of the changes, only to be momentarily surprised by the feeling of having large plump pawpads on the soles of his feet. How had he not noticed this before? This didn't feel like a regular transformation. It felt so natural, it was like it was his own body. Dark stepped to the mirror, immediately giving a startled shout at his reflection. It was Torres! Or was it? The reflection in the mirror definitely had a fluffdragon face, but as Dark gazed down, he noticed that it was wearing his vest, which couldn't hope to cover those D-cup bosoms, and his tight black pants, which were struggling to conceal a sizeable sheath. This was him. Dark gave a relieved huff. Even though the fluffdragon was gone for now, she certainly left her mark. He examined his body more closely. For one, he was a full fluffdragon. A thick and long draconic tail extended behind him, giving a swish and a curl as he focused on it. It was very flexible, and pretty easy to move. Even though the fluff hid most of it, Dark was impressed by how muscular he was. He was easily as buff as Torres was, if not moreso. He was definitely a more male fluffdragon, as it showed even in his facial structure. As soon as Dark thought about his gender, he made a realization, but one that didn't really surprise him. In addition to the full breasts on his strong masculine body, there was a tight snatch, hidden behind his balls and the tight pants. He was a herm, to be sure, but the male portions seemed to be at the forefront of it all. Dark was really tall now. He recalled the eight foot tall dragoness, and he definitely felt like he was about nine in this form. Dark gave a flex, unable to resist a cocky smile as his bicep bulged almost half its size larger. "Hmm, I could get used to this!" He joked to himself. He could definitely feel the appeal more and more as he explored over the soft, but tough figure. His whole body was more flexible, and even a little more agile, on top of the massive strength increase. Dark reached for his cane, propped up against the mirror, only to be distracted by a note pasted to the amber gem. "Dear Dark foxxy thing, I'm sure you've woken up, overeager to use your little toy to try and undo your current form, so I left this to let you know it won't work. I'll spare you the details, since I'm a little tired, but I've fused myself into your body to rest. It took a lot to clean up after that big explosive mess I made, especially after cumming so hard. You probably might not hear much from me for at least a day, so until then, I'll be letting you take care of my body. Personally, I think it's an improvement over your skinny mage build. You might get a little hungry for the taste of magic. That's normal. Fluffdragons eat magic. That's all I can say. Just don't eat your toy, because I don't think it works that way either. In any case, consider it an honor to have a goddess inside you for a while, but don't get comfy, thinking you can start lifting weights because you're a muscular beast. I'll be taking it from you when I've restored enough of my energy. Sincerely, Torres, the fluffgoddess inside you right now." Well... that explained a lot. Dark didn't really know what to make of it. The dragoness fused her form into his. Would this mean he had her power inside him too? With a curious twitch of his ear, he recalled the dragoness doing grand and spectacular things, all with a snap of her fingers. Would that work for him? He reached out, picking a simple trick at first. He focused on giving his impeccable muscles a slight boost. He closed his eyes, giving a very sharp snap. Dark grunted loudly as his body suddenly blew up in size. His eyes shot open and he gasped in shock. Instead of a slight boost, his muscles had grown to the size of an Olympic bodybuilder. His flexibility suffered slightly, but he was still in full control. It was almost frightening how powerful he felt, both in musculature and by the sheer effect of a simple snap. With another snap from his fingers, Dark managed to return to his previous size. Ensuring nothing was still absurdly proportioned, he couldn't resist giggling a bit. Was this what it felt like? Like threads of reality were his to pull and weave at whim? It was no wonder that dragoness got such a kick out of toying with him. That same idea was teetering on the edge of his imagination, urging him to let loose and have fun while he could. Or perhaps... Dark gave a smirk. If this was Torres' power he was wielding, perhaps he could prolong her nap a bit and see how much he could REALLY pull off. Dark took his hat and cane, dashing out of his house, eager to unleash himself on an unsuspecting world.