Wizard's Folly In the mystical world of Pallia, there live extraordinary people. They could be knights who guard trade routes, rogues who accidentally uncover devious plots, or Alphonse. The jackal wizard of the Hero's guild. This rather big and muscular wizard was quite the attractive specimen. Standing at almost seven feet tall, he towers over his comrades and can help with heavy lifting, unlike the other frail magic users. The study of magic is an important task that takes up a lot of one's free time. Alphonse, however, has found the casting of spells rather easy, and has equally spent his time learning how to fight with his fists, and with it worked on his physical fitness. It is for these reasons that he usually finds himself the eye of affection for others. He has often found himself being flirted with by his compatriots, those lower rank than him in the guild, and those who seek pleasure from those with horse-sized "appendages". Admittedly he enjoys the attention he gets, even if he must turn down his would-be suitors. Today would be no different, as he woke up to a knocking on his chamber door. He donned a robe before he opened the door. Sera, a very buxom reptilian cadet donned in her own sorcery attire, her legs were visible through slits on both sides of her tight robes, and a key-hole on top showed generous cleavage that rested on the wooden staff she equipped. Surprised, she quickly looked over his tan body fur, clearly flustered as she spoke. "Alphonse, s-sir! I-its almost time!" she spoke between glances at the pink flesh of his canine penis that poked through his robe. "Where have you been? It's almost time for the expedition and we must still prepare!" she pleaded. Alphonse was overall unphased as he looked at the back of his hand, a magical projection of the sun's position was displayed. He started to speak in his deep, masculine voice, but caught her eyes wandering down south. "Eyes up here." He ordered, then continued chatting as normal. "I have been nice and ready since yesterday. Are you all seriously preparing RIGHT now?" he asked in disbelief. "No, sir. The other teachers simply wish to have a word." she spoke in a slightly waivered voice. Of course, they would send his cadet for him. He muttered about his loss of sleep, and then dismissed his perverted student with a wink. "Save me a seat, will you?" he asked as he shot her his charming smile. She swooned slightly as she agreed, and he shut his chamber doors. He donned his sleeveless robes and sturdy leather pants. With his void-bag secured to his belt, he grabbed his iron vambraces and ran out the door. With a piece of bread levitated into his mouth, he donned those too as he bound for the entrance. Everyone watched as he arrived at the main hall, his fellow established guild mates looked on in disdain for his cavalier attitude, but the recruits were in awe of it. As all eyes were on him, he greeted everyone with a polite wave as he said "Hey everyone, what did you need me for?" The other guild members sighed, and a muscly paladin in virtuous armor gently grabbed Al by his arm, and gently guided him towards the others. Kerren, a feline mage in a tightly wrapped garment furrowed her brow as she spoke quietly, out of earshot of the new members. "Why weren't you here to plan your activities with us sooner?" With a shrug, Al attempted to reply, but was quickly cut off by her closing his robe as she looked him up and down. "Couldn't you wear a shirt under your robe? Why aren't your pants baggier?! This isn't a brothel!" Al just responded by undoing her work, his muscular body again on display as he lifted a brow at her. "There's no dress code." Was his reply as he eyed her sternly. Kerren grumbled quietly, but the fully armored paladin from before stepped between them both. "She meant to ask you on how you planned to administer your student's final exam." He calmly spoke in a soothing tone. "Oh, that's all you had to ask! I was going to take them to that abandoned tower up north and grade them based on how peacefully they can clear it of animals and whatever is there." Upon saying that, Kerren spoke up once more, a little concerned in tone. "Your recruits are the most powerful magic users... isn't this a waste of their potential?" Al just gave a friendly smile, and he upturned his palm, a magical to-scale map appeared above his hand, and he explained "Exactly! They are also impatient and disobedient. I'm not going to pass them until they learn a little humility." With that, Kerren's tone shifted at his thinking as she examined the magical view of the location. "Sunny Plains tower? That place is quite devoid of anything dangerous. I bet they'll learn something soon... or get bored trying." she added, a playful wink to Al before turning to the recruits with a rather devious grin. "Alright everyone, get on the carriage!" she commanded loudly, and upon the command the grand doors to the guild were thrust open, and in front was a comfortable carriage! Driven by an alchemic engine, this carriage was rather standard. Besides the logo of the Hero's Guild plastered on the doors, this was a rather standard way to get around. Solid wood, but plush seats, this promised to be a comfortable trip. Al casually strutted to the front seat, and got behind the wheel. He turned back, and he saw his students pile in. Riding in the back was his feline wizard student Jepsen. Very pompous, his demeanor helped those identify his otherwise androgynous gender. His robes were fancy, but he was still humble... for a fashionista. He tried to emulate Al the most, deciding to cast without an implement except for his fancy, magical gloves. Next was Sera. She sat in the seat with its back to the front, her staff still held in her hands. She is a sorcerer, and the most promising one at that. Finally, there was the spell sword. He wielded a rapier, and was as good as fencing as he was at spell casting. Piet was the most masculine of the recruits, donned in a suit of armor with leather around the joints. He also had a light helmet that stayed still on his head and kept his handsome face unobstructed. With a flick of his rapier, he could easily stab or throw a fireball. He sat upon the seat next to the door, the seats arranged as a long square mounted around the walls. Everyone eagerly hopped in, and Jepsen asked where they would be going. He groaned upon being told it was a surprise, but was soon distracted by conversation with his peers. As Al started the engine, he could feel an invisible force tug at his bulge. He grinned as he enjoyed it, no doubt a particular student thought she was clever enough to sneak another grope. He would have to eventually bring it up to Sera if it ever became noticeable, but for now, she could enjoy her usual fantasy of getting away with being a handsy pervert. Enduring this for the entire ride, they eventually parked some distance away from the tower. Everyone scrambled out, ready for whatever would be thrown at them. "Alright, everyone!" yelled Alphonse as he walked to the nearby crumbling ruins. "I want you all to keep this place free of animals, bandits, whatever might come by! Nothing is to go past the radius of the tower to the carriage!" He could feel their collective annoyance rise with the sounds of their groaning. "No groaning!" he ordered. "It's about time you guys learned a little humility." The newbies quietly grumbled as they headed towards the front of the dilapidated tower, where Jepsen spoke up. "Sir Alphonse, you waste our potential doing menial things like this." The others agreed as he continued on, "We have bested mighty beasts and the masters that control them. We have foiled many nefarious plots, and yet you stifle our potential with... GUARD DUTY?" His defiance was met with Al's cold stare. "You do great, but you never fully listen. What if you got an escort quest that needed you to guard a noble from bandits?" "I could easily vanquish any bandit by myself, as any of us here easily could!" Jepsen stood smugly as his compatriots joined him, but ultimately they were all dismissed. "I'm going to go into the tower and watch you guys be bored. If you somehow mess this up, we're going to do this again." He opened the doors to the dilapidated structure, and as the doors groaned, so too did his students. Thankfully, the doors were louder as he closed them, and their muffled complaints were hardly audible through the stick stone. He gazed amongst the broken pieces of wall to see furniture broken or missing. Past a knocked over wall, he could see cracked stone stairs, that lead to the second floor. The second floor itself was nonexistent, and the sky could be seen through the wide stairwell. He gazed at the surprising lack of rubble inside, and decided to explore the ground floor. He crept along into an adjacent room, where an excavated tunnel led into the ground. Surely, some squatters would be no match for his recruits, but his curiosity led him further into the tunnel. The dirt was carved rather nicely, and eventually gave way to intricately carved stone. How curious this is, and perhaps an interesting discovery! He ducked under the arch and into the main stone room, and closely he examined the stone. It was clearly the same material as the tower, yet had intricate flower patterns etched along the base and interwoven vine patterns crisscrossed to the ceiling where the flower motif continued. "And who are you?" asked a deeply-feminine voice. He turned, and there stood a reptilian beauty. She stood at least 6 feet tall, and she wore a skimpy black minidress, knee-high boots, and what could be described as "tactical rogue belts" across her waist and over her rather generous bust to sling around her side. Her face was immaculate, and her breasts were a size he had not yet seen! Secured by her dress which displayed both generous cleavage and underboob, it jiggled pleasantly, yet never escaped. She had a short bow knocked in his direction, the quiver obscured by her lowered hood. "Pardon me." said Al as he raised his arms. "I didn't mean to stumble into your bandit den." He watched as her expression soured at the mention of den, but remained quiet to hear him out. "I merely... followed your lovely architecture. I had come here under the assumption this building was abandoned." She finally spoke after a few seconds of studying his face, "How much did you see of my home?" To which he replied "Only your lovely engravings at the entrance." As he flashed a genuine smile. She eased up, and he could see a blush appear on her face as she slung her bow. "Is it really?" she asked, still confident in tone as she reaffixed her gaze to his. "But of course." His charm oozed as he extended an arm to her. "My name is Alphonse." "Fia." She responded, and shook his arm. As they let go, she opened her mouth to talk, but stopped as her eyes locked to his loins. He watched as her eyes looked him up and down, and then fixed tightly to his bulging pant leg. "My eyes are up here." he said, but she simply continued to stare. He called out to her, and she replied with a hand groping at his large bulge, running up and down his length as she asked "Is this really yours?" Al sighed as he brought his hands together, and encircled Fia in rings of binding magic. He watched as she struggled helplessly, and so he sought to teach her a lesson. He levitated her closer and groped both of her breasts rather roughly, as he mockingly asked "And what of these? Are they really yours?" Fia closed her eyes, and he could not only feel, but watch as his magic was absorbed into her body. As quickly as his magic was drained, he was also restrained and slammed against a wall. His arms and legs were spread, and he stared at her as he was pinned by magical forces. As she approached, he could see her scales had hardened, and horns had grown from her head. He opened to speak, but she brought a finger to his lips. "Yes... they are indeed mine." She spoke as she pressed her body to his. He could feel her immense warmth, and that's when she spoke. "Yes, I am a dragon. No, I have not revealed this fact any mortal in centuries." He could feel as her hand went back to caressing his covered length, and seductively she spoke. "You know... usually my shape-shifting isn't undone unless I really need that magic elsewhere... how rare that a mortal would need more of my effort spent on them." She cooed, her figure becoming harder to the touch as she willingly revealed her true form. Her scales were black, and her belly a light grey. Her horns were straight and long, and wings had sprouted from her back. Beyond these changes, she looked similar to how she had looked before. "You know... you are quite the catch-" she admitted as she had freed his beast with a single movement, stroking his stiffening bone as soon as it flopped free. "-having both the physique of an elite knight and the powers of a grand mage." Al had started to huff visibly as he tried to resist, but he could feel his tip start to poke at her chest through growing girth. This only brought Fia to grow a seductive grin and speed up her strokes. "You were also bestowed the gift of a horse without that nasty flared head." She had spoken rather excitedly, now really feeling every inch of his shaft before inserting it into her valley of breasts, which elicited a moan of pleasure from Alphonse. She moaned with him in response to hearing his, before she asked him "So tell me... are you part equine? Where do you hail from?" but he did not reply. Her motions slowed until she had released him from her chest and roaming hands as she had realized she had dominated the conversation, and her eyes widened in realization as she asked "Do... you mortals still use intercourse as a greeting?" "Did we ever?" wearily spoke Al as he tried to wiggle himself free. Fia stood there, her face flush red with embarrassment as she sheepishly asked "Can we start over?" Suddenly Sera could be heard calling out to Alphonse who called back in a panic. Before Sera could storm in, Fia pulled up her hood and vanished instantaneously. In cane Sera, who froze upon seeing Al, and then walked in. "Good, you're here! Get me my flask from my pouch and help me out of here!" he ordered as Sera locked her eyes onto his erect member. He called out, but she was distracted by his hard cock, throbbing in the air. She bit her lip as Al commanded her once again to get him his flask. She was fully hypnotized by his cock though, and her free hand slowly rubbed her groin as she got closer for a better look. If Al could put his face in his hand, he would as he let out a loud grumble. "Get me the others, if you're going to be useless." She snapped out of her trance, and she said "No! Wait! I can help!" she said as she rushed to Al's side and grabbed his flask quickly. She kept it in her hand, however, to ask "Just tell me... how did this happen?" Al told her an exaggerated tale of a dragon restraining him for her own sick fantasies, and Seral look satisfied with the story. She gave a gulp as she mustered the courage to say "So if I help you... maybe... you pass us on your test?" as she walked in front of him, eyes fixed to his cock once more. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, his own student trying to blackmail him! "I think we're going to have a good talk about your behavior once I'm out of here." he said as he tried to wiggle free. "Get me the others right now." Sera, braver than ever, grabbed his cock and started to stroke him from tip to knot. She breathed heavily in excitement as she told him "I'm sorry, but please reconsider. You need my help, and I really... REALLY want to help." She lowered her head onto his tip, and slowly she lowered herself down his shaft as he felt his knees go weak as a moan escaped his lips. She stroked what she couldn't swallow, then came back up for air. "She worked you up good, huh?" she asked as she slid her underwear to the side of her muff. "But don't worry, I'll help you finish." Al panicked as he heard that. "W-wait, what?! That's not ok!" he said as she straddled him, holding his cock upright before she backed up to angle it into her pussy. She let out a satisfied groan as he filled her, and she started to rotate her hips. The two of them were panting, Al forgetting about his situation as he enjoyed her riding his massive shaft. Soon, he too found himself rocking his hips as the need to release himself took over his common sense. Fia worked him up good, and finally he was going to release himself... or so he thought. He felt Sera orgasm onto his shaft, then slide off him. He opened his eyes, and watched as she rubbed a finger around his tip. "We passed your test, right?" Al tried to resist, but her sudden tight grip felt so heavenly. "Did we pass?" "Yes, yes you all passed!" he said as he tried to hump into her hand. "You won't tell anyone about us, right?" she said, warm breath against his hard shaft. She swallowed him once more, milking his cock as he said "A-about what?" and then finally had his orgasm. She swallowed all of it, his large load from his prolonged edging finally released. He shivered as he could barely feel his knees after that giant orgasm, Sera lifting her head after he was thoroughly milked into her throat. She smiled as she swallowed one last time, saying in a dreamy tone "That were dating, of course!" Al started to panic as blood rushed back into his brain, saying "A-absolutely not! I can't allow this! This is unprofessional!" but Sera's confident face brought more worry. "Anyone will be able to see the mess you left in me if I tell them to look." Was her simple reply, enough to drain the color from his face. "You... are crafty. I'll give you that." Was his defeated reply. Sera pulled the flask from between her cleavage, and she uncorked it. "So it's settled then? I'm getting a room closer to you?" Al frowned after she said that, she he sternly told her "Don't push it." hen opened his mouth for his flask. She pushed the bottle into his mouth, and as he drank the cool liquid, he could feel her hugging him, her soft body against his hard body. He spit the flask out after it was empty, and she jumped away from him. "Ok then... this might be tricky..." he started, and the two of them focused to break the magical binds. After a while, Al was finally released, and had to explain to the others an addended version of what happened. One happy declaration that they passed later and they were all cheering! Everyone talked happily during the drive home, as Al had to endure a more energetic, and forceful magical tugging at his bulge. He prayed that Sera was done with him for the day as they drove back, as a pair of eyes from the broken tower looked longingly at the departing carriage. Fia held within her hand a bouquet of roses that surrounded a statuette of a certain jackal. More determined than ever, she vanished into thin air to redo that first impression.