Thanks to the device that I have constructed within my tower, I can travel far and wide, unhindered by my physical form’s constraints. What was once a burden to me has become simple satiation of my whims. I have many friends to thank for that.
With the world at my fingertips, I have many choices for new and exciting partners and friends, and yet, I cannot deny my nature. I am a kobold, and I must serve a dragon.
I have met and mated with many more dragons than most kobolds will in their entire lifetime. Yet, that itch is never fully satisfied. How can it be? So, I approach the platform of my wondrous device, and I close my eyes, concentrating. “A new dragon,” I tell myself. “One who can be my friend.”
With a flash of light, I am torn from the safety of my tower and thrust into another wilderness. Forests appear to be the home of many dragons. Perhaps, it is the seclusion that they offer that proves to be so enticing.
“Who goes there?” rumbles a voice, deep and guttural. I knew immediately by how it reverberated through my belly, exciting my loins, that this was the dragon that I sought.
I bowed down before the mighty creature, letting him emerge from the foliage around me. I keep my eyes low, focusing on the sharp claws and massive feet before me. I gasp at the flicker of the red and black scales upon his tail. Upright? Red? This was a new variety, just as I had asked for!
“Oh, mighty dragon,” I spoke to him in his language, kowtowing before him, “I am but a lowly kobold seeking out your wisdom and power. If you would just hear me out for such a request, I would be most honored.”
With a flumph, the dragon sat upon the ground. He rested his hands upon his knees. “A kobold?” he asked in a voice much less sinister and none less manly. “Don’t expect to see one around here…” he leans in, sniffing the air around me. “Hm… you’ve got the scent of magic about you. Wizardry, if I’m not mistaken.”
“Yes, indeed!” I said, glancing up at him. My heart fluttered at the sight of his toned, muscled body, those big, green eyes, and that soft snout. “My name is Tik Tik, and I’ve come here thanks to the power of one of my magical creations to seek you out to increase my knowledge!”
“Oh? Well, that’s quite intriguing,” he says, stroking his chin. “What would a wizard want to learn from a dragon like me?” His wistful voice and the way he looked away from me told me not to respond right away, so I kept my head low and just enjoyed the memories of seeing his strong body for just a bit. Oh, at that moment, I was so ready to just snuggle upon his chest, but such a feat would not come quickly.
I knew that I would have to pay the price. But what, I was not sure.
“If there is anything you would have from me, I would happily give myself to you and your service. Any dragon business that I may aid in with my weak kobold form I shall easily do.”
“W… what? Oh, hey, no… that’s fine” he said this, running his hand through his hair. “I won’t ask you to do anything drastic. I’m not gonna take advantage of someone or anything. Yikes. That’s not what I am.”
“Ah, a friendly dragon?”
“If you’re not here to cause trouble, I do not see why not.”
“Ah, so you will help me without having to pay the price?”
“Well, that all depends on what you’d like from me,” he shrugged at this, glancing away towards the trees. This allowed me to drop my robe and to undo the lace of my shirt, lifting it up over my head as he ruminated on possibilities.
“I mean, I’ve heard of kobolds wanting to do some crazy stuff just to get a dragon’s attention. You like to basically sign yourself away to a dragon’s service. Heh, hell, I’ve heard crazy stories that some kobolds would eve go down on a dragon if…” His voice trailed off just as his eyes met my own. My shirt was on my wrists, my chest and underbelly exposed right for him.
He fell back, mouth agape. “Ah… w… what are you doing? I told you that you didn’t have to provide your services to get what you wanted from me! I’ll help you out, no problem. P-please don’t sell your body to me for my sake.”
I tilted my head, chirping at him, “Oh? This? Great dragon, I’m not doing this to fulfill some price.”
“Y… you’re not?” He asked, leaning in, narrowing his gaze. “What… what do you want?”
I bent over, hooking my thumbs at my pants. I glanced back up at him, this time between his legs. There, I saw the growing protrusions, twin dicks, as I’ve come to know of various dragon breeds. PUshing my pants down, I watched as they got bigger and how he shuffled his hands around to hide his arousal.
“Cute,” I said, smirking toward him. “Is this dragon a shy boy?”
He blinked, sitting in silence a moment. “Whoa now, wait a minute here, what’s with that attitude shift?”
I stepped out of my leggings and sat on the ground, unbuttoning my footgear one button at a time.
“Why, you wanted to skip through any sort of payment and supplication. I just figured I’d get right down to it. Oh, great dragon,” I said, adding a sensual purr to my voice, “I’m looking to see what it’s like to bed you, and I won’t be leaving you until you show me what you’ve got.”
The crimson dragon sits there, stunned, with his hands fumbling to cover the quivering and tremendous dicks that are his. I stand before him, naked and needy. Still, by the look in his eyes and the frozen words caught in his throat, I know one thing for sure—it is I  who has all the power in this situation. That idea makes the fire in my belly burn, and my slit drools with arousal and anticipation to tackle the twin challenges he has for me.
As I reach my hand out, quivering in anticipation myself, he reaches out and grabs my wrist--or rather, my arm--his eyes wide, mine equally as wide, and he speaks. “H-hey, you’re sure you don’t want to learn something cool and magical first?”
It’s my turn to lose my focus as my tail twitches in reflex to the baritone of his voice. “I… What would you teach me? You said you didn’t have anything for a wizard.”
“I… geeze. Hey, listen, I have plenty.” He lets go of me and hops up, leaning over and still cupping his hands over himself. Unfortunately for him, this helped to show off the sculpting in his shoulders and chest. It is a sight that I also appreciate. “Are you a fan of fire magic, little kobold?”
“Tik Tik,” I chirp, holding up a finger and producing a small flame upon the tip. “And fire magic is simple!”
“Yeah, I suppose it is for a dragon-blooded creature like you with your scale coloration and everything, but I would have expected that more from someone innate, hm…” He furrows his brow. “But, do you know anything about restorative fire?”
I tilt my head, folding my arms over my chest. I didn’t care if he saw the neediness between my legs. AS I tap my toe, it is both in trying to contain my lusty desires and in trying to focus on perusing my mind’s library. “Can’t say I have, oh great dragon. But I also can’t say either of us require restoration, yet.”
“Y… yet?”
My eyes turn downward, I flick my tongue out and stand on my toes. “Yep, yep!” But I’d bet we can really think of something that could lead to an excellent soothing.”
“Yes, I bet you could, and, uh… you’re not giving me a choice here, are you?”
“What? Of course, I’m giving you a choice!” I say, placing a hand over my heart and the other gripping my horn. “I would never deceive—” I grab my chest. “I mean not anymore…”
“Is… is there something the matter…?”
“Nope, nope!” I say, bouncing on my toes. “But, if you don’t want to fuck me, I can put my clothes back on.” I sigh and flick my finger, lifting my pants into the air with my magical skill. “It’s a shame, though…”
“I mean…” he says, lowering her arms now, letting his cocks become exposed, rising high up into the air. He stands tall now, his shoulders back, his eyes practically glowing. “I’m not against the idea.”
I drop my pants and turn to face him, my arms wide open. “Then, let me get a taste of what you got! I’m ready to take the plunge!”
Finally, he relaxes, smirking, and scooping me up with a swift motion. He brings me up against him, pressing my body up against his chest. The way his heart beats makes me wriggle in his grasp. I giggle and coo and nuzzle up against his neck. At the same time, he holds me close and sighs, stepping forward until we arrive at the river. There, he sits down, dipping his feet in, and then loosens his grip around me.
I scurry out of his grasp, and he fumbles for me, but he’s too late. I’m where I want to be precise, nestled in between both of his cocks. I wrap my arms and legs around the one in front of me, laying against it. Again, I can feel his heart, but from here, the blood flow is less adorable—it is maddening. I roll my tongue out from my mouth, pressing it against the ribbed flesh, and slowly, teasingly, lick up along the length.
He gasps, leaning back, his hands supporting himself, groaning in the delight of the service I provide him.
I’m not done, of course. I flick my tail, running that scaled thing up and down along the cock behind me. I can’t see his face as I trace up along that shaft, taking time to move along the groves with the tip, flicking upward to the next set, and then continuing my ascent. All the while, I continue to lick at the black of the cock in front of me. Soon, I press my mouth against the flared head right in front of my face. I don’t need to see his face. I can feel the rumbling in his chest, and I imagine my face right there, next to those beautiful patterns on his left side.
“Ah, Dragon…” I sigh finally, after my little imagining of his form. “Look at how big you are… You almost go up to my chest here, and your back cock is just as big…” I punctuate this by flicking right where the hood touches the shaft. “I think I’ll take that one. I love admiring this one in front of me…” I run my fingers up along its shaft, tracing the shapes in a similar trail as my tail. “Is that alright with you?” I look over my shoulder finally, and I meet that smile, that tongue lapping up around his lips, that hungry gaze.
Oh, yes… it’s more than enough. We’re both ready, and I’ve been waiting a long, long time for it!
With my tiny kobold body sitting on his lap, nestled between his two wonderful cocks, the dragon can lounge back and enjoy himself. Though he was once hesitant, the arousal from my actions is quite evident. Both cocks twitch as blood rushes to them, ready to breed the tiny little creature between them. They don’t care about the logistics of how this would work, even though it is quite wondrous, indeed.
The dragon grabs my tail, pulling me up from sitting upon him. Harsh and hot breaths come from his snout as he lines up my glistening sex up against the tip of his large member.
I gasp, tilting my head back as I feel my body spreading out for him. A kobold’s form is made for absolute service to dragons. Despite the different sizes we have, my body yields to the tip, my lips spreading wide, my hips spreading wider.
Magic can help in the process. The spells I place upon myself for such occasions allow my form to be more malleable, even for the already flexible bodies that kobolds have. Soon, I take in that huge thing. I wrap my arms against the cock in front of me, pulling my chest up against it, rubbing soft scales over the ribbed member, all the while making his other length disappear within me.
The dragon huffs as I sit there, and I rock my body, rolling over him and letting my palms slide up and down along his front shaft. Soft moans emerge from my lips, both from the stretching and slight pain and from the immeasurable delight that this coupling gives me.
I can’t help myself. I moan as I take his whole cock inside of me, my body stretching and bulging against the massive thing, but I don’t stop there. I bounce, rubbing against one cock while letting the other rearrange my insides.
It’s totally worth it.
The dragon doesn’t need to do anything, of course. It’s my energetic nature that urges the two of us on. By the sounds of his sighs and groans, I know I please him. Of course, there are more ways to spice things up as well.
“D… dragon!” I gasp, my mouth shuddering. “Please… cum… cum in Tik Tik…”
My words are so pathetic, partly by design and somewhat because I can hardly breathe while he has me impaled on his shaft.
A snort follows up as he reaches up, grabbing onto my shoulders in those large, strong hands. And with that, he pulls me up and thrusts me back down.
I throw my head back, letting my screams fill the forest. His own roars make the nearby fauna fly away in bursts of frightened screeches, and at that moment, the hot, thick fluid of dragon juice pumps into me.
He lets go of me, and the pressure of being filled by a dragon sends me flying after a few spurts of cum. But as I lay on his one dick, I’m hit from both sides by his powerful cannons, his groans becoming more and more strained and cute before he collapses back, hand on his chest.
I lay there on top of him and slowly push myself up with shaking arms. I cough and lick the drool and jizz off of my chin, taking a moment to just shudder and think about all that stuff that still oozes out of me.
Looking over my shoulder, I flutter my eyes in his direction, and I coo at him, saying, “Now, you teach Tik Tik fire magic?”
He sighs and pushes himself up, running a hand through his hair. “Th… that was… that was incredible!”
“Tik Tik said she’d be good,” I said, giving him a wink. “Now, teach Tik Tik.”
“Fine, fine.” He shifts to sitting up, cross-legged with his hands on his knees. I crawl off of him and sit facing him, giving him a happy little smile.
“You, uh… sure you don’t want to clean up first?”
“Tik Tik sure. Still sore. Heal Tik Tik?”
He frowns. “Did… did I hurt you?”
I shake my head, chirping, “Nope, nope. Tik Tik fine, really. Just good exercise.”
He smirks at that and then takes a deep breath. “Very well, lie down on your stomach.”
I do as I am told, and soon, I feel the looming presence of the dragon over me again. His hot breath leans in over my shoulders, and he lets out a gentle blow. Warmth erupts from him as I’m hit with licks of fire. Memories of painful burning flood back to me for a quick second, but the feeling dissipates as the soothing fire burns away the pain that lies inside my body.
“… oooh... Oh, dragon… that… that feel really nice…” I moan.
“I’ve been told it is,” he says, placing his hands on my shoulders, massaging them. More flames lick at my scales. This time, they erupt from his fingertips—an authentic casting of magic, and a type I could probably replicate with the proper teaching.
He continues going down my body, giving my form slight nuzzles, which stamp the flames upon my sore muscles and joints. It only takes a few minutes before all of my energy is restored. All that is left of our fornication is the stains all over myself.
He takes another delicate breath and sits back up, looking up to the sky. “What a strange day, indeed. Not bad, just strange.”
“Tik Tik get that a lot,” I say, standing back up. “Nice heal magic. Definitely teach it, Tik Tik, yes?”
“Yes, I think I will,” he says, patting me on the head, giving me little scratches behind my ears. “As long as you can show me more of what you got as well.”
I grab his wrist and nuzzle against his hand, giving him a quick lick on that strong palm of his. “Tik Tik think this be start of great friendship, yes yes!”
He smiles. “Yes… I think it is, too.”