~~~ Present Day ~~~ Sam sighed as he woke up just before dawn and sat up, dislodging the small 8-year old boy from his side. Sam looked to the kid, Gavin, who was his son. A creation of his power and an impossible half breed of rabbit and dragon. A dragrabbit. Shaking his head, the wingless red dragon climbed out of the bed and made his way to the bathroom, taking a quick leak. A glance in the mirror showed his right eye was still all black and after a little experimenting with his right hand, he realized it was only aesthetic because he could see. Another sigh escaped him and he returned to the main sleeping area of his motel room to find Gavin sitting up in the bed, looking to his father with golden eyes with serpentine slits for pupils. The boy was all black fur on his primal rabbit lower half, with paws instead of feet, but he was all red and yellow scales on his upper half. His leathery rabbit ears were limp by the sides of his head and the two black nubs he had for horns were shiny in the dim light. “Morning son,” he told the boy, who said nothing in return. Walking over, Sam sat down on the bed and took the boy by the arms, pulling him forward. While gazing into the boy’s eyes, he said the words the journal had forced him to say, “You shall inherit my powers when I die.” Domination Ability Activated! Guaranteed Success! The black six-sided dice with its burning numbers rolled in his head, but it did not stop, just faded away. He had the impression that was the only guaranteed domination command he could issue. The boy shuddered then nodded before blinking. Sam released the boy then stood, running a hand down the side of his face. He needed clothes for the boy, considering he was only wearing a pair of girl’s panties. “Stay here. I’ll be back in a minute,” he told the boy before stepping out the door. He immediately went to the closest motel room and knocked on the door. A woman answered who looked tired as hell, though he didn’t look at her face. He had his red hoodie’s hood up and pulled down over his eyes to hide his identity. “Do you have spare clothes for my son? His clothes were ruined and-“ Sam started but the woman just grumbled something about being a hard working single woman without kids and closed the door on him. With a sigh, he knocked again and she opened the door almost immediately. “You should go to the nearest store and buy clothes for my 8 year old son,” he commanded. Convince Ability Activated! Dice Roll… 5. Roll failed! “Um, no, I won’t. Go away before I call the cops,” she grumbled at him and shut the door with more force this time. He grimaced to himself and went to the next room. The person that answered this time was a gruff older gentleman. “You should count to five,” he commanded, since he could not issue the same Convince command twice in a row. Convince Ability Activated! Dice Roll… 17! Roll Successful! “Yes. One, two, three, four, five,” the older gentleman said with proper pronunciation. It was as he spoke that Sam started to slowly recognize the man’s voice. This was… His heart beat a little faster and he raised a hand, pulling back his hood so he could properly see the man. It was indeed Jen’s father! The older man blinked with surprise as his jaw dropped. “Sam!?” the graying rabbit man asked and when Sam nodded, the man scooped him up in a hug. “Mr. Willians, it’s great to see you,” Sam told the man honestly, hugging him back. He was then ushered into the room where he saw to his surprise, Ms. Willians sitting at the room’s desk, tapping away at her laptop. “Martha! It’s Sam!” the man spoke and the woman did a half-interested glance before whipping her head around in a sudden double take. “Holy shit on a cracker!” the older woman spoke before quickly standing and rushing over. “It really is you! You’ve been all over the news! Are you alright?” she asked and Sam gave a heavy sigh. “No, not at all,” he replied and when they asked him what had happened, he grimaced before explaining… ~~~One Week Previous~~~ Sam stood amongst the crowd, watching the Dalmatian that stood on the large stage giving his speech. The man was a presidential candidate with a very dark background that only Sam knew the full extent of. The man had once been Mary’s father, and through his actions had killed the poor girl… however that had been buried under the title of suicide. Sam grimaced to himself as he gazed at the man who had strangled his Mary to death with his own two hands then had had the gall to slash her wrists and call an ambulance. How did Sam know this? That would be because Sam had caused it. A serious of failed commands had turned a kind man into a monster, and now that monster wanted to be the president. Sam’s guilt and hatred would not allow him to let this happen. While standing in the middle of that crowd, Sam shouted at the top of his lungs, “You should die.” Convince Ability Activated! Dice Roll… 18! Successful! Special Conditions Met! Guaranteed Success! The man had instantly clutched at his chest, blood welling up there from the bullet that pierced his chest. He coughed up blood as he fell down after the crack of gun fire had resounded, silencing the crowd. Sam blinked in surprise as he turned and looked up, but not seeing the gun man that had shot the man. The crowd turned on Sam then, having heard what he’d shouted and assumed he’d been the gunman. He’d had to fight his way free of the crowd, using his superior strength as a dragon to get away, but then he’d had to flee from the police that had tried to capture him… ~~~ Present Day ~~~ Sam explained what happened, minus the parts about his power, and the two older rabbits looked to each other. “The timing was rather… Well I’m being blamed for his death even though I didn’t shoot him,” Sam went on to add and Mr. Willians sighed as he sat down on the edge of one of the beds. “Good god boy,” the man said with a sigh, “Even if you were to turn yourself in now, it wouldn’t prove your innocence. If what you said was true, about Vacticus killing his own daughter, you were doomed the second you spoke up.” “I could probably swing you a life sentence rather than a death sentence, but that’s still death in its own way,” Ms. Willians spoke up, reminding Sam that she was a lawyer. “What brings you two out here, anyways?” Sam asked then, to change the subject for a moment. “We were taking a vacation,” Mr. Willian replied, “But I suppose now, we’ll be helping a fugitive escape the law.” There was no bitterness in the man’s tone, rather, there was a determination. “I can’t ask you to do that,” Sam replied with a wince. “You don’t have to. You are family, even if Jennie doesn’t talk about you anymore,” Ms. Willians spoke up. That was a sucker punch to Sam’s heart and he winced, looking away. Pain coursed through his veins as he remembered what he’d commanded of Jennifer the last time they’d seen each other. How he’d ordered her to forget him. “How…” his voice caught in his throat before he finished, “How is she?” “Well she words in a rather high position at MultiCorp. We haven’t spoken to her in a few months, but she does get rather busy,” Mr. Willians replied. “Rather high, you say,” Ms. Willians scoffed before she corrected, “She’s the CEO of MultiCorp. The last CEO had taken to her like she was his granddaughter, and had left the company in her care when he died.” “Good god,” Sam replied, stunned. MultiCorp was the corporation that owned several restaurant chains, including the one his mother had worked at. Or still worked at, he wasn’t sure. He’d not seen his mother in so long. “Right? She’s doing rather well for herself,” Ms. Willians said with pride while Mr. Willians smiled as only a good father could. Sam looked down at his hands as he clasped them on his lap. He wanted to see her again. He wanted to talk to her again. He wanted to place his trust in someone again… but he knew his time was short. He could literally feel his time ticking away. Every command wounded him in ways that couldn’t be healed. He now understood why his father had felt so hollow at the end. Finally, he made up his mind. He would see her one more time, before he died, and he’d entrust Gavin to her. “I’ll be right back,” he told them both before quickly leaving. A few minutes later, he returned with the boy who was wearing Sam’s hoodie. The two rabbits looked at the boy with shock. “This is my son, Gavin,” he told them and they looked to him confused. Sam was barely older than 20, so how did he have a 8 year old son. “Now isn’t the time,” he told them and silence their questions by saying the words that hurt him to say, “I’m dying. I want to see Jen one last time, before I go… I want to entrust my son with her, if she’ll have him.” The Willians were stunned into silence for a long moment before Mr. Willians spoke up first, “How long do you have? You don’t look that bad off.” Which was true, other than his fucked up right eye, Sam didn’t look like he was on death’s door. “Only a few months… I have a weak heart that’s growing more unsteady with each day,” he told them softly, lying while lightly petting the boy’s head between his ears. “Please. If not for me, then for the boy.” The two rabbits looked to each other for a long moment, communicating silently before finally Ms. Willians looked to Sam and nodded. “Alright. We’ll take you to her, but first… We can’t have you wandering around topless and the boy like that. I’ll fetch some clothes from the store up the road.” With that she grabbed her purse and left, leaving the three males alone. After an hour, the four of them were piled into the Willian’s car and off they were towards Grand City where Jen lived and worked. As Sam gazed out the window, his mind was drawn back into the past… ~~~ Five Years Previous ~~~ Sam sighed as he lay in the bed next to his mother and his own personal sex slave Mary, a ten-year-old Dalmatian with a flat chest. He hated thinking of her like that, but it was what he’d made her into. He couldn’t undo his commands without destroying her permanently, and the guilt of that hurt him. His mother stirred beside him and snuggled against him more, her head resting on his shoulder before she calmed back down into a deeper sleep. It was early morning a week after Mary had first come into his life. He’d had sex with her several times since then, but only when she forced him to. At the will of his commands, his mother didn’t mind. She had even watched a few times while fingering her black lipped pussy. He looked down at his mother’s bald, gold and yellow scaled head and sighed softly. The Banana Boa woman was in her thirties but she was one hell of a hungry beast. Sexy to boot too, with a lithe, Nagan body with large D cup breasts capped with black nipples and a long, powerful tail that had taken to wrapping around him sometimes when they fucked, pinning him while she impaled herself with his hard dragon cock. The police had come by a few days previous to ask about a missing Dalmatian girl- which was where Sam had learned her real name, Jessie Talis. Of course, they had Mary hide in the bedroom. While his mother had spoken to one officer, Sam had used his powers on the other. He’d had to throw in a couple simple commands in between but eventually he’d successfully made it so the police never suspected or returned. Since then, Jessie had stayed as Mary to both himself and his mother, seeing as she would never be that young girl again. Said young girl stirred beside him and shifted on top of him under the covers. Sam could only sigh as her hands encouraged his cock to stiffen. She did this, maybe twice while he slept every night, either simply stroking him off or sucking him off. It had been her routine, and while he was slightly annoyed with it, he let her be. It was his fault she did it after all, so he couldn’t stop her. Tonight it seemed she was going to suck him off, as he could feel her mouth wrapping around the head of his cock. That small mouth sucked greedily as her tongue worked to stroke the ridges of his hard length. She was getting pretty good at it, what with all the practice and such. Starting to pant, he closed his eyes and tilted his head back, figuring if he didn’t hold back, she’d stop sooner. Lips pressed against his, causing him to open his eyes to gaze up into his mother’s. “You’re awake?” he whispered and she nodded, a fiendish glint in her eyes. “She’s getting pretty good at that, huh?” his mother Olivia asked him quietly to which he of course nodded. “I taught her a few pointers cause she wouldn’t stop pestering me. I’m glad to see my suggestions are working.” Sam gave a soft laugh as he lowered a hand under the sheets and stroked the dog girl’s head while she bobbed her head faster. “You fiend,” he whispered to the woman who simply smiled and lowered a hand, pushing the sheets down to reveal what Mary was doing. The naga’s forked tongue flittered once to taste the air before she slid her hand down and began to rub her own pussy, watching the young girl work. “Once she makes you cum, your dick is going in here,” Olivia whispered softly, using her fingers to spread her black pussy lips, showing the soaking wet hole there. Sam moaned at that, feeling his balls being gently rolled by small hands while that hot, wet sucking mouth bobbed even faster. He shivered with anticipation and soon enough, he was spurting hot, thick shots of cum into the girl’s eager mouth. When she popped off, she swallowed noisily and grinned up at him. “Like that, Master?” she asked and he nodded, making her giggle happily. When he turned and mounted his mother though, the girl protested, whining that she wanted his dick first. “You got my dick already. Just wait a bit and you’ll get it again,” he told her, silencing her protests as she eagerly sat on the bed, her tail thumping happily. “You think… you’ll have… the energy?” his mother asked between moans as he thrust over and over into her steamy depths, the ridges of his cock sending lightning bolts of pleasure through her. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she held onto him and panted with desire. “Maybe,” he whispered to her as he lowered his chest against her soft tits, her nipples hard against him… A few hours and several climaxes later and both of the females were asleep, thoroughly fucked again. Sam wobbled his way to the bathroom to take a leak before wobbling his way to the kitchen to make breakfast. He had school in a few hours and was not looking forward to it… Sam’s memory jumped ahead then to his last class period of the day when a new transfer student had decided to pick on him while they were alone in the library. It was quiet in the library, seeing as it was empty while the librarian was on lunch. The boy was Sam’s age, but was a black dragon and a pure blood with wicked bat-like wings. Gabe was his name and he was vicious with his verbal bullying. “Such a shame, this school has to deal with a dirty half-blood like you,” the boy sneered. “Is this why you asked me here, Gabe?” Sam replied with anger. “No, I called you here to put you in your place. I heard how you used to date a cheerleader. Isn’t that aiming a little high, Wingless?” he asked with a wicked grin. “For your information, no, it isn’t, but seeing as how you’re insulting me to get me to attack you first, I’m going to refrain from correcting you by ripping your wings off,” Sam replied with a seething tone. “Oh, I’m so scared. What’s a pink dragon going to do? Throw glitter at me?” Oh, that one stung and it was the last Sam would hear of it. “If you keep insinuating that I’m gay, I may just fuck you right in the ass, since you want it so bad,” Sam warned and the black dragon gave a disgusted look. The black’s hands tightened into fists but he didn’t swing. “As if you could, limp dick,” Gabe retorted, putting his fists against his hips as if he’d won the argument. Suddenly a wicked thought occurred to Sam and the smile that graced his lips made the black take a step back. “What are you smiling for, pervert?” “You should play a game with me,” Sam commanded. Convince Ability Activated! Dice Roll… 9! Roll Successful! “Okaaaay…” the boy replied, clearly on guard, “What kind of game?” “Simple. Rock, paper, scissors. If I win, I’ll be your slave and do anything you want for the rest of the year. You can pick on me, make fun of me, make me carry your shit, whatever,” Sam explained to the other boy. “Okay. What do you get if you win?” Gabe asked then. “If I win, you have to pull down your pants, bend over and beg me to fuck your ass like a little whore bitch,” Sam replied, getting a horrified look from Gabe… but because of the earlier command, Gabe could not refuse. “Fine, but I’m going to win and make you streak naked through the girl’s locker room,” the black replied, holding out a fist. Sam held his out too and on the count of three, they threw their hands. Instantly Gabe pulled his hand back in surprise, seeing as how he’d thrown rock to Sam’s paper. “Shit. Best two out of three!” Gabe said quickly but Sam just grinned at him. “You lost Gabe. Fair and square. You going to do it or is your pride as a black dragon worth so little?” Sam said with a triumphant tone. Grimacing, Gabe stood there with hands clenched tight in fists, shaking with rage, but finally he turned around and unzipped his pants. “I hate you. If I get the chance, I’m going to break your face,” Gabe spat at Sam while pushing his pants and boxers down and leaning over, grasping the bookshelf to keep from falling. He moved his thick black tail out of the way, revealing the tight pucker of his anus between two taunt cheeks and a pair of round nads inside a small ball sack. His cock was obviously draconic and bright purple in hue, but it hung limp between his legs. “Get to begging,” Sam urged with his hands on his hips, watching. Gabe growled low before finally sighing and begging quietly, “Please fuck my ass…” “I can’t hear you, Gabe,” Sam replied with glee and a wicked smile. Grimacing, the black repeated himself louder, “Please fuck my ass, Sam.” “Like a bitch,” Sam urged. “L-like a bitch,” Gabe added, blushing beneath his black scales, embarrassed as hell. “Hmm… No, I can’t tell that you really want it,” Sam said with a shrug, “I guess your pride isn’t worth shit.” Gabe growled then, glaring back at Sam before looking away and taking a few deep breaths. “Please fuck my ass. I need it! I need your big dick in me! I need to feel your hot cum filling my ass up. Please, make me your little whore bitch!” The sincerity was enough to make Sam’s heart skip a beat and his cock twitch in his pants. Surprised by his own reaction, Sam urged Gabe to continue while he felt his cock grow hard in his pants. “Don’t stop now, I almost believed you.” Gabe reached back then and grabbed his left butt cheek, pulling it so that his anus showed better. “Please, oh god put your dick in my ass. I need to feel you stretching my virgin butt hole!” Sam gave a little shiver, wondering if Gabe was being serious or if he was only a really good actor. “Gabe?” “What?” the black dragon asked without looking back. “Do you actually want to fuck?” Sam asked softly, an awkwardness filling the air, but Gabe didn’t move. “You beat me… fair and square…” Gabe said quietly back. “Just… get it over with…” Sam couldn’t believe it, but when he lowered his gaze, he saw proof with his own eyes. Gabe was hard and throbbing, but his cock was small, barely longer than it had been limp. Sam wasn’t gay, but the situation and the very clear and sincere offer hard him rock hard. After a moment, Sam spoke up, “Let’s play another game.” “But-“ “If you win, we’ll forget this ever happened. If I win, you’ll be a girl when we’re alone together. What do you say?” Sam asked. “Be a girl? I don-“ “Do you want to or not?” Sam interrupted and Gabe looked back at him, then down at Sam’s pants. Seeing the hardon, Gabe nodded and turned, still with his pants down. On the count of three, they threw their hands again and once more, Sam won. Gabe stared at his own hand in shock then bit his lip, raising his gaze to Sam. It was then that Sam really looked at the boy for the first time. Gabe was shorter than Sam by several inches and had a girly shaped body. That had to be one of the reasons behind Gabe’s bullying, because the boy felt inferior… or maybe it had all been his way of showing his suppressed emotions. Either way, Sam didn’t think anything more of it. He simply reached up, grabbed Gabe’s horns and pulled his head in before whispering in his ear, “You shall be female when we’re alone together.” Domination Ability Activated! Dice roll… 2! Roll Successful! The air shook and Gabe gave a gasp that turned feminine as he shook. Nearly instantly his body changed. His chest expanded, giving him c-cup breasts, while his shoulders shrank. His waist grew thinner and his hips wider while his cock shrank and vanished along with his balls, replaced with a pussy that grew wet quickly. “Wha-what? What happened to me?” Gabe asked in a very feminine voice. “You’re a girl now, whenever you’re alone with me,” Sam explained, “You should not tell anyone about this.” Convince Ability Activated! Dice roll… 16! Roll Successful! “O-okay,” the girl replied, looking up at Sam with wide eyes and a girly face. Then Sam turned her around and made her bend over again. He quickly spat on his right hand and used that to lube up his cock once he’d fished it out of his pants with his left hand. He pressed the head of his cock against Gabe’s tight anus, making her grab at the bookshelf and gasp. Slowly he pushed into the tight confines, making the girl groan through grit teeth. The entry was slow but sure and soon enough he was hilted inside the black dragon. They were both panting with need by then and Sam gripped the girl’s hips as he drew back and thrust back in. The ass fucking was slow at first, but gradually picked up the pace until finally neither could take it. Sam groaned that he was going to cum and Gabe clamped a hand over her mouth, crying out against it as he painted her insides white. Shuddering with climax herself, Gabe slowly sank to her knees, clutching at the bookshelf with one hand. “Holy fuck that was hot,” Sam replied and Gabe looked up at him with a grin, tears in her eyes. “Yeah it was… But,” she added before slowly getting to her feet with Sam’s help, “How did you?” “I will never tell you how, and if you want to keep doing stuff like that, you’ll never ask again,” Sam replied and the girl leaned against him, hugging him around the waist. “Okay… I was jealous… I saw how you and Jennifer were and I wanted that for myself- to have someone I could be close to too… I don’t know when I started to want You specifically,” Gabe admitted and Sam simply petted her head. “Shush.. Now let’s get back to class,” Sam replied as he pulled up his pants and fastened them. Gabe looked down at herself and looked at him. Gabe’s breasts, though only C-cups were straining against the shirt that had been tight on her when she’d been a guy. It also appeared that her pants were too big for her now. “But what do I do about my clothes?” she asked, concerned. “Once someone else is around, you’ll be a guy again and it won’t matter,” Sam told her and she quirked a brow but didn’t ask, merely nodded and pulled her pants up, fastening them. “My butt hurts,” she complained as they walked slowly through the library together. “You loved it,” he said without hesitation. “Obviously. It just feels weird with your cum oozing out,” she muttered. When they rounded the counter, they saw a girl on the other side of the library. When Sam looked to Gabe to see if she was okay, he saw that Gabe was a boy again. Gabe noticed too and the two boys shared a look and a shrug. School was definitely going to be a little more interesting from now on. Especially for Gabe.