Dragon Wood (c) Killjoy 2010 "I can't believe you just did that!" Sindel yelled, waving a empty potion flask in the air. "How was I supposed to know what that was?" boomed back the equally cross voice from the red dragon who sat before her, "I was thirsty and that flask was in your rations pack. I figured it was some kind of elven wine or some thing." "Wine? You thought it was wine?" the elven maiden scoffed and then held the flask up as high as she could for the dragon "Why would I have wine in a flask that says POLYMORPH POTION on it with a picture of a dragon under it? "You know I can't read elvish writing, most humans can't! So why wouldn't you write it in common so every one could read it?" the dragon replied with a snarl, lowering his head down to eye level with the elf. "In common..." Sindel muttered as she grit her teeth, then stepped back to take a deep breath, recentering herself. With her mind cleared of anger, she looks up into her companion's eye and spoke "Well, what is done is done. But I've no way to turn you back and I'm not really sure how long that potion will last." "You mean I could be stuck like this!?!" the dragon said with a gasp, standing up to looking down over his new body. "No, probably not stuck that way. Just in that form for a undetermined length of time is all." Sindel replied "Don't worry though. As soon as we get to my village our elders can change you back to normal." She then stepped back to him and put her hand on his chest, running it along the broad scales that covered it. "Well I suppose I can put up with it for that long." he sighed and sat down "Though this is sure to lead to some kind of trouble, I just know it." "Oh Tom, what kind of trouble could a dragon get into?" Sindel jested, trying to make light of the situation, though she knew well the dangers they might face due to this set back. One fact that comforted her was that her friend had retained his personality as some times these potions change more then just one's form, but also their mind as well. Thomas shook his large head and then looked off to the distance "I'm going to get a drink of water this time, I'm still thirsty." He stood up and walked off towards the stream near their camp, though he paused when he realized he was walking on all fours, again he looks over his body and shook his head. Sindel watched him for a moment and then began to gather up their bed rolls, fastening them to the saddles on their horses. It didn't take long to pick up their camp, they were traveling light after all, and once she was done Sindel followed after Thomas to make sure he was all right. She found him sitting at the side of the stream, gazing at his reflection in the water. Thomas sigh and lowers his head to drink, a awkward feat that took some trial and error to accomplish. Sindel knelt down beside him and scooped up some water in her hands, sipping it herself. "For a dragon you look quite splendid." she said, hoping to console her friend. "You really think so?" Thomas asked, turning his head to look at her "I'm not monstrous?" "No-no, not at all." she said quickly "I'd say more regal. Not all dragons are beasts you know, many are kind and helpful." "But aren't the red ones evil?" he asked, spreading his wings out to display their color. "Well... Yes.... But you're not really a dragon! So it doesn't really matter." Thomas nodded and tucked his wings back down against his back before looking down into the water once more. This time he had a slight smirk as he studied his new features, seeing the face looking back at him in a positive light. "We do need to get going though." the elf stood and turned back towards their camp site, "It'll be best to travel now before others begin using the roads." "You're probably right. I can only imagine the reaction we are going to get." "It'll be alright, I'll just tell people that you're my tame pet." Sindel jested and patted the dragon's side. "Ha-ha. Really funny." "Awww. Are you saying you wouldn't want to be my pet?" she asked, fluttering her eye lashes a bit to be cute. Thomas lowered his head down in front of Sindel's, letting her get a good feel for their size difference, and then let his long, forked tongue wash out wetly across her face. "Ewwwww.." She whined and tried to wipe the dragon spit from her fair skin, "Gross." Sindel looked up at Thomas again who was now pretending to be a dog it seemed "I didn't mean it that way." "Just trying to play the part." He chuckled and tried to lick her again. "Enough already!" the elf giggled, trying to fend off the serpentine tongue, "We must be moving on." "Yes, your right. Race?" the dragon turned and took off back towards the camp, bounding in his four-legged gate with Sindel running after him. He reached the clearing they'd stayed in for the night first, spreading his wings out in a attempt to come to a halt. This of course spooked the horses who were obviously not expect a huge dragon to come charging out at them. "Marry? Easy girl, its just me." Sindel ran into the clearing to find Thomas trying to calm the two rearing horses, which was only making matters worse. "You're scaring them." She slipped in front of the dragon and grabbed for the reins on her horse first "Back up will you?" she looked back at him. Thomas took a few steps back, feeling awkward once again with this only re-enforcing what reactions he'd expected to receive due to his current state. He sat down with his head hung low, watching Sindel calm the horses. "Thomas, I know I told you we'll be able to turn you back to normal when we get back to my village but until then, you have to try and be more careful." She stroked the cheek of Thomas' mare, having gotten her under control. "I'm sorry... Being a dragon is a bit new to me and all." he replied with a smirk. "Ya ya..." Sindel led Thomas' horse toward her's and fastened its reins tot he back of her saddle. With that done, he took a length of rope from her saddle bad and turned to face her friend "Now bare with me on this one." Swinging it up around the dragon's neck, she tied it loosely and stepped back "In case we do run into some one on the road, you'll look less threatening this way." Thomas sighed and followed behind the elf who playfully tugged at his new leash before mounting her horse. Luck seemed to favor them this day for the first couple hours they traveled, finding not a soul on the roadway but themselves. There was the occasional farmer in the distance who stood dumbfounded by the sight of a elven maiden leading a dragon down the road. Eventually they neared a more populated area and began to encounter the locals, most of whom simple stood there agape along the roadside. "This is going smoother then I expected." Thomas stated, speeding up slightly to walk side by side with Sindel. "Behind me Thomas..." she replied without looking at him "I have to lead you if we're to get away with this." "Oh right... I AM a dragon aren't it?" the dragon snapped sarcastically and hunched over a bit, attempting to make himself look more feral. Sindel knew the roads of this area and choose one which, while longer, took them around the city ahead of them in the hopes of avoiding the panic she knew would result from leading her friend through it. It was night time before they reached the main road once more and her home was still a half a days walk away. "We'd best set up camp for the night. Its never save to travel this area in the dark" "Really? Its that dark?" Thomas glanced around, his sight barely hindered by the dimming light. Finding a spot a short distance from the road, Sindel dismounted and removed her bed roll. "What are you doing?" she asked, finding Thamas stood there blowing on a downed tree "I'm trying to start a fire of course..." the dragon grumbled, failing to discuver exactly how dragons breathed fire. Sindel giggled as she watched for a moment and then took to gathering some small branches from the forest floor "If you want to help then use those claws of yours to dig a fire pit." "Some dragon I am..." Thomas huffed and raked his claws across the soil, scratching out a shallow hole into which Sindel dropped some wood. OK, let me show you how to do it." she teased and waved her hands about, whispering in elven before aiming her hand at the pit to cast forth a wave of fire. "Magic is cheating..." Thomas snorted and flopped down. "I know but its getting late and I don't want to fool around with a tinder box." The dragon rolled over onto his side for a moment and then back onto his belly, seeming unable to find a way to lay that was comfortable. For part of the day he'd felt odd, beyond simply the oddness of being a dragon. Some thing else was bugging him and he couldn't figure it out. "What do we have to eat?" "Well..." Sindel thought for a moment "I think I have some water and half loaf of bread left." Tucking his wings in tightly to his back, Thomas rolled over onto his back and run his paws over his belly "I don't think that's going to be enough..." "That's all I have I'm afraid. I didn't pack with a dragon's gut in mind." Thomas rolled back over and stood up "I need some thing..." he paused and lifted his nose to inhale, savoring the scents that wafted past on the breeze. He'd never noticed so many scents before, when he was human. It was as if a hidden world had been suddenly revealed to him. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, getting to his feet to follow a scent slowly. "Hey!" Sindel yelped as the dragon bumped her with his muzzle, giving him a cuff to the nose "Watch where you're going." "Opps, sorry... I can smell you." Sindel gasped at this bold statement "I'll have you know I bathe daily, unlike some humans I know!" "No no, I don't mean that way. I can smell you, the fire, the horses, every thing. Its sort of cool actually." The elf lifted her arm and sniffed at her wrist "Well mister nose, can you smell the nearest stream? I could use a bath to relax." Thomas closed his eyes and sniffed again, turning side to side to hunt through the scents he detected "I think that way." He opened his eyes and started walking in the direction he indicated "I've never noticed water had a smell before." The pair walked through the woods for a few minutes until they came upon a small stream. "I guess this will do." Sindel dipped her fingers into the water to see how cold it was before turning her gaze to her friend "You can go back to camp now... Try not to scare the horses." "Yes Ma'am!" he snorted and marched back to camp "Like I'm going to sit there and watch her wash herself..." Thomas sat down and stared at the fire, giving another try at blowing fire at it with no luck. Turning his long neck and head back in the direction he'd led Sindel, he inhaled to see if he could still find her scent. Despite his annoyance at being sent away in such a manner, he couldn't help but imagine what she was doing at that moment. Slowly stripping down and kneeling beside the stream to scoop handfuls of water up and then splashing them across her bare skin. This was an image he dwelt upon for a while, unable to get it out of his thoughts. The growling of his belly snapped him out of his day dreaming but it wasn't only hunger which plagued him, his insides felt tight for another reason. "What the?" Thomas looked down under himself, both feeling and seeing some thing long and deep red hanging from a slit just behind his loins. Standing up on his hind legs with one paw against a tree for support, he examined this new addition to his body and after a few seconds, realized he'd gotten aroused. "So that's what a dragon's dick looks like?" "And just what caused that?" Sindel's voice caught him by surprise. "Huh? What?" he stammered, dropping back onto all fours to try and conceal his condition from his friend. "You weren't spying on me were you?" "No!" Thomas snapped "I've... I've been feeling weird for a couple hours now and then this happened." Gazing up into the night sky, Sindel studied the moon "It might be... Dragon mating season." "Well I don't smell any other dragons so I don't think its that." "Some thing turned you on obviously and I'm the only girl around here that I've seen." "I wasn't spying on you!" Thomas growled. "Alright alright, I was just teasing." Laying down onto his side, Thomas reached down to touch his shaft curiously, finding his roughly scaled fingers a bit uncomfortable against the sensitive flesh. "You're not going to lay there and play with yourself in front of me are you?" "No..." He pulled his paw away and looked back to the elf "How long do you think until this thing goes away?" "Ummm, I'm not a expert on dragon mating so how would I know?" Thomas grinned "But I thought elf girls usually got offered up to dragons for that sort of thing." "We do not!" The dragon laughed and rolled onto his feet, standing up to look back down at the tapered shaft wobbling around under him "If its any thing like when I'm normal its going to take all night." Swaying his hips, he chuckled to himself "I wonder if dragons get morning wood?" "You're disgusting." "I'm a dragon now and I need to know these things. We can't exactly walk into your village with this dangling between my legs." "No, I don't think that would go over very well. Why don't you go some where and take care of it?" Thomas lifted a paw and waved it at Sindel "These don't work like that, it hurts." "Well don't look at me. I'm not going to do it for you." Moving closer to his friend, Thomas hunched his hips and rocked them "Awww... You wouldn't help a dragon out little miss elf?" "No! That's not funny" Sindel protested. He chuckled again and tried to sit down "So what am I supposed to do then?" It was then that he noticed Sindel looking at his length and how she blushed when she noticed him catching her. "Why don't you do find a dragon to take care of it for you." she turned her head to look away from him. Sniffing the air again, Thomas shook his head "The only thing I can smell is you and the horses near by." "I just bathed!" Sindel swatted the dragon's leg, then pulled her hand back in a little pain at hitting his armored hide. Still inhaling, Thomas got up and made his way over towards the horses, sniffing around both of them. "Don't even think about it Thomas. That's gross." "What? I'm a dragon. Not like I have many other choices." "Well... Not with my horse at least." Sindel walked over beside her friend, sensing how desperate he was becoming. Leaning in slowly, Thomas brought his muzzle closer to that of his horse "So Marry... Care to help a guy out?" "You named your horse Marry?" Sindel tried not to laugh. "Ya, so? My first crush was on a girl named Marry." "Well looks like you might get Marry after all, a different one though." "Oh ha ha." Thomas nosed at his mare, finding her less afraid of him then she's been when he first transformed. "See? She knows its me." Sindel unhooked her horse's reins from the tree and moved it over a short distance away to make room. "You're really planning to do this?" Stepping back, Thomas nuzzled his way back along Marry's side and sniffed at her flank "I'm planning to try but the question is, will I be allowed to? I don't know exactly how a horse asks if this sort of thing is ok with another horse." "First of all you are not a horse and second of all... I think horses just kind of do it. There's not a lot of talking involved." Thomas kept an eye on his mare while easing his nose further back, sniffing near the base of her tail. Marry glanced back and him and swished her tail against his nose. "I wonder... She smells different then your horse some how." "Different how?" "I don't know..." he tried sniffing again, this time getting the mare to arch her tail up instead of swatting him. Getting in a good long inhale, Thomas jerked back suddenly when Marry squatted and let out a stream of urine. "OK, this is a bad idea..." "No, I think you're doing it right. I've seen mares do that when stallions were sniffing at them." Sindel offered. "Oh really? You watch horses mate often?" "No! Don't be gross.I've just been around horses long enough to have seen things." the elf crossed her arms in a pout. Out of some sort of instinct, Thomas extended his tongue slightly and drew it back to drag across the roof of his mouth "Wow!" he mumbled and did it again "This is too weird. I can taste a smell too." "You mean taste a scent don't you? Probably the same way snaked track things." Leaning closer, Thomas darted his tongue out near the pool of fresh urine, stopping short of coming into contact with it "I wonder... Is she in heat?" Sindel turned her head, finding the whole scene too disturbing to watch "OK, you really need to stop doing that." "Sorry." the dragon looked over to his friend and then back to the mare "But that might explain things though. Maybe she's the cause of my problem?" "I guess it could be. So now what?" Thomas moved in close behind Marry and rested his chin on her back to see how she'd react; finding her standing still. He then lifted up on his hind legs and rests his chest upon the mare's back, managing to get one paw down onto the ground to support him so he wasn't too heavy for her. It wasn't too awkward of a position as he wasn't much larger then the horse luckily. "OK Marry, now be a good girl and keep still." Sindel watched with both curiosity and shock as her friend began rolling his hips, blindly trying to find his target. "A little help?" Thomas finally asked, seeming a bit embarrassed about doing so. "Seriously?" the elf backed up a step "This is a bit too much for me Thomas." "Come on, I'm too low or some thing, I can tell what's going on back there. Just help me get in and that's all I'll need." Sindel thought about it for a moment and sighed "Alright but them I'm going some where else." Kneeling down beside the two of them, she wrapped her hands about the underside of the dragon's length and lifted to raise him up under the mare's tail. Sindel's eyes went wide when Thomas pushed forward, sliding his slick shaft over her palms and into Marry. "Thank you..." he managed in a soft moan, grinding himself against the horse to work himself in to the base. Sindel got up and wiped her hands off on his hips before dashing back to the camp fire. There she climbed under her covers and pulled them up over her head. Thomas hadn't even noticed his friend running off, his attention was too focused upon what he was doing. The feeling of Marry stretched around him, the scent in the air, it was all so intoxicating. Slowly he draw his hips back to bare his wet flesh to the harshness of the cool breeze and thrust forward to protect it. This wasn't the first time he'd had sex but, it was the first time as a dragon and he found that things seemed to work a bit differently. Rolling slowly, he moved his hips to mainly grind against his mare, prodding his tip against her depths. The more he moved, the better it felt and soon he dared to draw back slightly once again. Only a few inches of his length escaped from the warmth of his partner and that quickly vanished back within her with a quick thrust before easing back once more. This all felt right, though different from what he was used to and a new sensation caught him off guard. Marry's labia seemed to be moving occasionally, pushing outwards when he thrustsed. Thomas didn't understand what was happening but the feeling of it was so wonderful, her way of coaxing him on perhaps. Not that he needed encouragement, his lust had over taken him and there was little that would stop him from finishing now. Quicker his hips bucked, banging his inner thighs against her rear. The sounds of their union, wet flesh upon flesh, filled the surrounding area until that was broken by a roar of climax from the dragon. Wrapping both of his front paws about Marry's sides, Thomas drove himself to the root within her and unleashed wave after wave of hot dragon seed into her. There he clung to his faithful mare, riding out the intensity of their mating until his senses began to clear. Slowly he slid back and off of the horse, feeling his spent shaft dropping from her half limp with a gush of his cum in tow. "Wow..." was all he could manage as he staggered back and fell onto his side. It wasn't until now that he noticed, but Sindel had been watching the entire event and even when he was looking directly at her, she couldn't pull her gaze away. There was no point in saying a word, not that he had the strength to do so. It took all he could muster to regain his footing so that he could nuzzle against Marry's side "Thank you Marry. You don't know how wonderful that felt..." "I think she might." Sindel let out before cupping her hand across her mouth. Thomas smirked and got half way back to the fire before dropping into a heap. "I really needed that..." The dragon rolled onto his side and with that, passed out. "Thomas?" Sindel whispered, trying to check on her friend without waking him. When no response came from him, she relaxed and reached back down along her form to finish off what she'd started; having been fingering herself while watching. Night passed quickly for the two and the warmth of the sun awake the slumbering dragon. Thomas stretched and yawned, rolling back onto his feet so that he could stand. "Morning already..." he grumbled and looked about the camp site, seeing every thing still as it was the night before. He noticed Sindel was still sleeping, some thing that struck him as odd as she was usually awake before him. "It was a rough night for her... I'll have to apologize when she wakes up." Stretching again, he turned towards the stream and started to walk, that is until he felt an all to familiar weight dangling below him. "Oh come on... Morning wood?"