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\n\t\t\t\t\tblackdragoon's Drayko.\n\t\t\t\t\tblackdragoon",
"writing": "[center][b][u]The Full Package[/u][/b]\n\nAuthored by [url=http://www.furaffinity.net/user/milkjunkie]MilkJunkie[/url] \n\nAn [url=http://www.furaffinity.net/user/echoen]Echoen[/url] commission[/center]\n\n\tDrayko awoke to the rolling sounds of wagon wheels. The world was dark, blurred, but slowly coming into focus, and his head spun, swimming in distortion. Many questions begged an answer: where was he? How did he get there? Why did he feel so strange? Unfortunately, his mind reeled in an almost drunken state, making recollection of events impossible. His only hope was to simply gather himself and allow things to come into focus. It took time, the winged hybrid dragon-wolf fading quietly in and out of consciousness several times, but he was eventually able to get a grip on himself.\n\n\tHe was in the back of a wagon. It was obviously in motion; he could hear the wooden wheels turning, bumping over the rough patches of the road it travelled. By the feel of it, his body was completely exposed. His raven black fur had been stripped of his garments entirely, though that was hardly as alarming to him as his inability to recall how he got into such a state. Perhaps he simply drank too much at the tavern – maybe he was being carted off to the Constabulary. To serve his theory, he tried to look around for a guard or officer, but found lifting his head from the cart’s flooring sent a rush through him that saw him flat on his back again.\n\n\t“Oh, I didn’t think you’d wake up before we got home,” He heard a voice say.\n\n\tDrayko squinted in ponder, and turned his head to see only one single figure occupying the passenger cart with him. They seemed to be a red-furred squirrel by the looks of things. The only other thing Drayko noticed was that the squirrel was dressed, unlike him. The male only wore a tunic and a loincloth though, however the garments didn’t seem dirty or patchy… they were silken. A noble?\n\n\tDrayko raised a hand to rest a palm over one of his eyes, hoping a good rubbing might help clear his vision. “Hn… Where am I?” He mumbled.\n\n\tThe other male was silent for a moment – because he seemed to have trouble finding the words he wanted. “Well… I’ll be honest,” He sighed, “You’re… my sex slave now.”\n\n\tDrayko’s ears swiveled up in alarm, and he felt the shock wash over him. Did he hear that right? Sex slave? Just what had he done? He’d always heard horror stories about blacking out, but to have something like that crashing down on his reality blew all those stories out of the water! He shook his head. Surely the whole situation was an elaborate joke.\n\n\t“I saved my money to get you,” He said, “And it was difficult. The incantations you have don’t come cheap…”\n\n\t“What are you talking about?” Drayko asked. If there had ever been a time he needed to power through a fog that was it. He forced himself to roll over onto his front, so he could get a clearer view of the man claiming to be his master. He looked to be a waifish sort of thing… and that loincloth didn’t cover much. Drayko diverted his attention away from the peeking nuts and sheath nearly eye-level with him quickly.\n\n\tThe squirrel looked confused, but was patient. “My name is Balros, and I bought you,” He explained, “To serve as my… well, servant. Did you not know that?”\n\n\tDrayko shook his head, pulling himself up into the seat across from the other man.\n\n\t“Oh but I spared no expense,” Balros suddenly smiled, “You see, I… I got what the magicians called the ‘full package.’ Very few servants come with spells like yours cast on them!”\n\n\t“Spells?” Drayko was a little groggy still, but was cognitive enough to at least try and steer a conversation.\n\n\tBalros nodded. “Oh yes, which is why I assume you haven’t simply left,” He said. Drayko at first credited this to simply wanting to know his position, but as soon as Balros brought it to light, the hybrid did think about leaving. The cart wasn’t ripping down the countryside after all, it would have been easy to jump and make a run for it. But as Drayko’s eyes drifted with his thoughts towards the slightly ajar tarp that covered them, his body would not move. He remained sitting across from Balros, no matter how strongly he desired to leave.\n\n\tBalros smiled at the confused look on Drayko’s face. “See? You wanted to go, but you can’t, can you?” He asked, “You… You really can’t move, can you?”\n\n\tDrayko tried moving his body, but it felt like his muscles were fighting against themselves. It was a stiffness he couldn’t shake, and his discomfort immediately evolved into dread. His expression at least revealed that much, the way his eyes widened in realization. He really was this crack-pot’s slave, wasn’t he? He looked back to Balros, whose young-looking face was shining in delight.\n\n\t“Oh this is wonderful,” Balros enthused as he clapped his hands a few times, “Then… T-Then maybe I can try out some of the other things! You see… I’m your master. You’re… enchanted to do whatever I say. You’ll perform any act I desire. You understand, don’t you?”\n\n\t“Yes master,” Drayko answered, though the words that left his lips were not the curses or demands that he intended to speak. He was unintentionally subservient, which only fueled the horror he felt making him palms sweat. Yet, against his will, he sat at attention, almost politely across from Balros, and called him ‘master.’\n\n\t“Yes, yes!” Balros almost giggled, “Okay, okay…”\n\n\tSuddenly a blush rose to the squirrels cheeks – difficult to see past his redwood fur, but evident to a keen eye like Drayko’s. “… Get aroused,” The squirrel suddenly said, seeming to bunch up in anticipation, “Get… Get horny.”\n\n\tDrayko expected his hand to move, to tease his canine sheath and coax his member free. Instead, a feeling of arousal washed over him that he scarcely experienced before. It was intense, and focused through his body onto his groin, where his loins would almost burn with need. It felt… good. It felt very good. Good enough that his sheath got swollen quickly, and his ebony cock pushed free swiftly. The fleshy appendage thickened and got harder just as fast, and it was moments before it was standing at nine inches, completely erect.\n\n\tBalros could hardly believe his eyes, but was thrilled even so. His own hard-on pushed up against his loincloth, and one of his hands kneaded his own chubby sack. “Oh my god, it works…!” He squeaked, “Yes! Mm… Oh, I can’t wait to get you home.”\n\n\tJust what had Drayko gotten into?\n\n-\n\n--\n\n-\n\n\tBalros entered his home, and to Drayko it was hardly what was expected. It sounded like the squirrel had a great deal of money to his name, and yet his home was so… peasant-level. No lavish rugs, no giant portraits, nothing like that. It was all simple accommodations, wooden floors, a hearth, and by the smell of it, fresh food. It was better taken care of than Drayko’s own home, but strangely… Drayko couldn’t remember the exact details of his own home. It was as if there was a hole in his memory.\n\n\t“Go seat yourself in the den,” Balros said, “And… sway your hips while you do it. Really show off.”\n\n\tDrayko intended to do no such thing, and yet… every step he took was punctuated with a jutting of a hip, side to side, rocking back and forth as if the gait was entirely natural… as if he couldn’t walk any other way. Any attempt to stop such movements made him feel off-kilter, like he’d stumble and fall. Either way, his tight, toned, bared butt swayed towards Balros in a way he’d never have been able to accomplish before. He had the practiced gait of a street-walker, with none of the experience. He sat himself on a modest sofa, and felt at least some safety from his exposure by the fact there was an arm rest at his side.\n\n\tThat was ruined when Balros leaned against the back of the couch, looking over it at Drayko’s body. “You are a curious creature… look at that body,” He purred, “So much blackness. Fur as dark as an abyss, hair like a raven’s feathers… Why, even your cock is black, isn’t it?” Drayko stared up at Balros as the squirrel licked his lips. “It’s… nice,” Balros blushed, though a tone of disappointment underplayed his words, “But… Maybe it could be better. Yes, it should be. If you’re going to be my slave, then you need to be more… considerable.”\n\n\tDrayko was no fool and understood what Balros was implying, but that seemed far-fetched.\n\n\t“Grow,” Balros ordered, “I want that lovely cock of yours to get bigger. I want it to swell longer and thicker, and your balls to grow, and fill up, and get so close to cumming… but just keep filling and filling.”\n\n\tDrayko was confused, and his breath picked up. Surely this squirrel was mad, he thought. Such a feat was impossible. And yet, two familiar words left his lips: “Yes master.”\n\n\tIt happened rather suddenly as if on command, but at the same time far out of Drayko’s control. His cock warmed up. It got hotter rather suddenly, and it got tight, and then it… grew. Before his eyes, and before Balros’ eyes, he got bigger. More eased out from his sheath, like more inches of cock were simply hiding within, and it surged thicker, hot and pounding with blood and lust. Drayko sucked in a shaky gasp as the feelings struck him, and the only act he could seemingly perform of his own will was to grasp his cock and feel it swelling. His balls were doing the very same, bloating up, glutting with a heavy and hot load, their capacity increasing by the second. The sensations were so new, so pleasurable, Drayko’s ebon shaft jumped and twitched as if to release, but as per orders, nothing came.\n\n\tBalros watched with shining eyes, his excitement getting away on him. “Oh God, bigger… Get bigger,” He encouraged his new pet, “Mmnf, show me a real cock. Bigger than the studs in the stable.”\n\n\tDrayko grunted as his cock redoubled its efforts, and slithered from his sheath like a hungry python, thickening to a point where it utterly filled one hand. His nuts filled, gurgling with their held-back load. He stretched larger, impossibly larger. His former nine inches became a fantasy of a deranged mine, of what it might be like to be “normal sized.” Instead, the thick slab of meat between his legs rested heavy on his chest, well over a foot long… inching towards two, more likely. And his balls were snug between his legs, cramped between his knees.\n\n\t“Mmnh, no, better,” Balros nearly moaned, “A stud’s cock. Give yourself a horse dick!”\n\n\tDrayko cringed. “Y-Yes master,” The words escaped his lips again, and he spread his legs and slumped in his seat, panting with the exertion his developments caused. He had to watch, peeking as his shaft morphed before his eyes, gaining the broad flare at his tip, flat like a horse’s member, and developing a medial ring. It was a quick change, but by no means subtle. Taking a look upwards, Drayko saw Balros staring with such lust. It seemed like the squirrel couldn’t hold still. Drayko yelped however as he grit his teeth. Even though his cock had changed, it was still growing, and his balls still filling. They were hurting with how full he felt!\n\n\t“And…” Balros breathed, “Pop. Cum. Erupt.”\n\n\tOn command, Drayko felt pleasure jolt through his body to shatter rational thought. The pressure in his balls rushed up his new cock and burst from the tip in a hot, creamy shower of his seed. It launched into the air, where it fell to rain down over him in an utterly sticky shower. He moaned, in spite of himself, as release was finally granted to him. His balls throbbed in their effort to unload every last drop of his pent-up load. That proved to be a messy endeavor, as the winged dragon-wolf hybrid unloaded what felt like months’ worth of cum all over him and the couch while his new master watched on.\n\n\tIt had to come to an end though, and when it had, Balros had made his way around and seated himself astraddle his new pet. The squirrel, having disposed of his top, snuggled his slender body against Drayko’s sticky, fit self. The proud owner now had a hard-on himself, resting over plump balls that he didn’t even try to cover as his loincloth draped any which way it pleased, to expose him several times. “Kiss me,” The squirrel purred, and when Drayko’s lips parted for the ‘yes master’ response that had become autonomous in him, he was swiftly silenced by Balros’ soft lips and invading tongue.\n\n\tDrayko hadn’t kissed another man before. In his mind, he reeled, he pushed back in disgust – but his body acted against him. He embraced the other man, and worked his talented tongue around inside his mouth to meet and tangle with the other. With their noses filled with the scent of fresh chum, they kissed like lovers. But Balros withdrew rather suddenly with a smack of their lips, and he reached up to grab hold of Drayko’s scruffy fur on his chin. He pulled, forcing Drayko to open his maw and reveal what was inside.\n\n\t“Grow two more tongues,” The squirrel commanded, “Long, prehensile tongues.”\n\n\tThe request was nothing short of insane, but Drayko’s body performed with less of a wait than before. Immediately, two more tongues slithered up from within the hybrid’s throat. They pushed out with his original tongue to curl in the air in different directions, waving about and drooling. Drayko stared in shock at the pink muscles in front of his face, and they withdrew after a few moments, retreating into his mouth to rest calmly. The two thin-tipped, extra tongues he had tucked nicely in beside and beneath his original tongue, making them difficult to see.\n\n\tBalros was panting. “I want you to build up more orgasms,” He murmured, tugging on Drayko’s chin-scruff to draw him closer, “Don’t stop even for a second… and every time you cum, I want you to grow bigger.”\n\n\tDrayko felt his cock, which was lying hot and heavy against his own body, come to life all over again and begin throbbing as his body complied. His nuts churned and began to fill, and while that happened, Balros sealed him into another kiss. This time, all three of Drayko’s writhing tentacles he called tongues poured into his master’s mouth to fill it, and Balros slurped on them preciously, while lashing his tongue all throughout the writhing invasion of muscle. Their lips sealed together, trapping the mad tongue action between them, but Balros still broke lip contact enough to mutter several times, murmuring around the mess of tongue-tentacles.\n\n\t“More. More tongues.”\n\n\tHe repeated it several times, and each time, Drayko produced yet another tongue, slithering up from somewhere within his throat, to deposit into Balros’ maw until there was simply no room left. Drayko licked the back of Balros’ throat with at least five little tongue-tips, while others still filled the rodent’s stretchy cheeks, packing them to the brim. Still, Balros wanted more, and the kiss became absolutely lewd as the remaining tongues pushed out from Drayko’s paw to simply lick, lap, and lather Balros’ face. Several tongues dragged along the squirrel’s chin, jaw, cheeks, and even up the bridge of his nose. Drayko’s tongues flourished from his maw like petals of a flower, drenching his master’s face in hot spittle.\n\n\tThe hybrid came right then and there, far beyond his control. His load had filled to the point of explosion, and he unloaded another thick bout of cum all over his own chest, drenching his torso. He came so hard that the heavy ropes of seed licked at his chin, and coated his black fur in a whiteness that nearly hid the contrasting shade beneath. It was a powerful sensation that left him bucking his hips horribly, even after it all died down, wearing away more quickly than he anticipated. Following his master’s orders to the letter, his body grew larger all around as he had cum. Balros, after all, had not specified just where or what got bigger.\n\n\tDrayko was a healthy height to begin with, but his form teetered around six and a half feet tall with endowments that shamed elephants. His new horse-cock was thick enough that both his hands could never hope to close completely around its girth, and so long that the blunt tip nudged his chin. His balls gave Balros a nice place to rest his rump, so large they served as a sort of seat and were akin to hot beach balls. Drayko was so terribly overwhelmed, panting hard, but every breath just sucked in the potent musk his arousal and endowments was creating, not to mention the stench of hot cum. The air was thick with the scent and made breathing somewhat difficult. Balros, however, was drinking it up. His nostrils flared with his effort to inhale that scent.\n\n\t“Mmnf, your scent turns me on,” Balros purred, “Literally. I want your scent to act as an aphrodisiac.”\n\n\tDrayko couldn’t even mutter his usual submissive acceptance of his orders, as the writhing mass of tongues was just a little too unruly. He hadn’t the mind to reel them back in, so his speech was muffled at best, and drool added to the utter mess he found his fur in. Of course, there was no physical way to realize his scent had changed – at least, not in him. Balros on the other hand tensed up rather suddenly, and shuddered in bliss as the stink alone set him off, causing his modest-in-comparison cock to ejaculate a healthy rodent load all over his new pet. It was lost in the white-wash Drayko already wore, blending in nicely with his thick layer of spunk.\n\n\tIn his lust-drunk haze, Drayko hadn’t realized that he was cumming yet again. He was not resistant to the effects of his own musky smell, and thus was set off just as easily as Balros was. Again he grew, his form over-taking their seating, legs forced to rest over the other end of the couch while his shoulders rested against the arm rest nearest his head. He curled up a little, his ebon shaft slung over his shoulder to unload its messy burden all over the clean floors nearby. Balros was comfortably tucked against Drayko’s body what with the hybrids balls expanding further. The squirrel found a delightful spot straddling the base of his pet’s cock, with glutting, growing balls behind him, and Drayko’s lovely, lewd face in front.\n\n\tBalros shuddered, panting, even coughing as the thick air got into his lungs. “The only way this can be better is if there was more of you,” He chattered, “So… more! Mmnf, more… arms. Two more arms and another head… I command it!”\n\n\tDrayko’s eyes widened in shock as his body reacted immediately to its commands. His structure… shifted, with all the expected sounds of new bones forming and others moving. With creaking and cracking, two brand new appendages pushed out from under his arms, developing clawed digits and firm hands just like his original two. What was stranger was how a second head split from his original. It felt so strange, and not at all as painful as he thought it would as a second skull pushed apart from his original one, like a cell splitting, becoming a copy. His neck shifted on his shoulders somewhat to allow room for his second head, which gasped, as he wanted to, when It was fully grown. He was silenced however as a writhing mass of tongues escaped from even his second head’s maw, presenting Balros with a plethora of wriggling, drool-soaked muscles and meat.\n\n\tAs Balros reached up to hug both of Drayko’s heads in a sort of affectionate nuzzle, Drayko desperately tried to reel in some of the tongues he had sprouted, both heads slurping them back in to tuck them into his throat or body wherever he could so that he might be able to speak or breathe appropriately. Balros kissed them both, just like before, he switched between one head and the other, sucking in their tongues in a radical mimicry of oral sex. He sucked on Drayko’s tongues with heavy moans, and Drayko was so out of his mind that he enjoyed every second of it. Whatever head wasn’t attended to showered Balros’ fur in tender licks, tasting his master and affectionately caressing him with his tongues not unlike a puppy licking its owner’s face.\n\n\t“Okay!” Balros pulled away with a heavy panting, and worked to stand astraddle Drayko’s body. His cock jutted out before his pet’s eyes, and both of Drayko’s heads locked onto it expectantly. Balros hardly needed to mutter an order, as simply grabbing hold of one of Drayko’s heads seemed to be enough. With a thrust, Balros sunk into the waiting maw and slew of tongues of that head, while the other pushed outs its tongue-tentacles to wrap around and lick at the squirrel’s body. As Balros began using Drayko’s one maw like any willing orifice, he felt tongues wrapping around his thighs, teasing his balls, and even licking around his rear.\n\n\tTheir orgasms seemed to be in sync. It took Balros mere seconds before he came, and Drayko too fired cum over his shoulder and onto the floor, growing larger beneath his master. The seat creaked, and splintered, and then shattered beneath them as Drayko’s form pushed to gargantuan levels, becoming too much winged sex-beast for the wood and cushion to hold. It was an acceptable loss though, or one that went unnoticed at least, as Balros’ eyes rolled back, and he continued to thrust into the mass of tongues that surrounded his cock like a meaty, drooling sleeve. Drayko’s four arms clutched to Balros to keep him standing as the squirrel’s legs began to quake… but even so, Balros wouldn’t stop.\n\n\tHe ripped away from one lewd maw to switch to the other, where a few hard pumping thrusts would result in the same climax as before. Balros’ balls throbbed in their effort to relieve himself in his new pet, and Drayko just tried to hold on when he realized that Balros was going to use his muzzles for his own pleasure for as long as he saw fit to. With the hybrid’s scent spurring them both on, it became a feat of great stamina and utter sexual frenzy. Soon, Drayko’s faces were dripping with as much squirrel cum as they were with drool, making the hybrid unrecognizable under his new mask of debauchery.\n\n\tBut Balros had made no changes to himself. He had no problems twisting Drayko’s body and functions to suit his twisted sexual fantasies, but in the end Balros was still a regular squirrel. Exhaustion would take him, no matter how much it seemed like the musky stench of his pet was stuck to the inside of his nose. The fact that he could unload twice in each of Drayko’s faces was astounding enough, considering he had already burst once before that. In the end, Balros collapsed. His little body simply couldn’t handle it anymore, and he was tired. He sat with his back against Drayko’s over-grown nuts… they made for a warm and amazing back rest.\n\n\t“R-Rest now… you can rest now,” Balros purred, panting heavily. The lewd red squirrel ended up passing out right there, using Drayko’s balls as the warmest of cushions to rest on.\n\n\tDrayko was only momentarily relieved. Balros hadn’t ordered a full stop on everything. Even as his master rested, Drayko’s heavy nuts churned, filling and swelling, and his cock surged with a hot throbbing unlike anything he’d ever experienced before. There was no rest for Drayko, just another earth-shattering orgasm that unloaded like a fire hose from his cock, making it grow, stretch, and swell along with the rest of his body. He whimpered in stereo, both heads making the pitiful sound amongst the rushing rivers of hot cum acting as a white noise. Balros may have gotten to rest, but Drayko was granted no such liberty.\n\n\tAnd even after cum started to pool throughout the entire den, covering the floor, running into other rooms, Drayko’s balls rumbled in defiance, filling, swell, and bulking more… and more, and more.\n\n",
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