Greline Repopulation Partner

	“Three…Two…One…Blast off!”
      [b]BOOM![/b]
	Air exploded with sound while heat ran out from the flame like a dog on the hunt. Rocket engines roared to life with a thunderous boom. Titus could feel himself being pressed into the seat of the passenger shuttle. Lungs being punched by acceleration, tinnitus’ blaring song in his ears, and with strong enough force to flip his stomach left Titus winded. He could barely keep his golden eyes open enough to look through his glasses! They said rockets have a lot of thrust and they didn’t lie. Every beat of the wolf’s heart was filled with trepidation. His mind abuzz with excitement while his tan fur was pressed down by the movement.
	[i]“We’re off…We’re actually on our way to an alien plant!”[/i] Titus’ thoughts were barely able to overcome the roar of the rockets. The blue planet that served as his home was becoming more distant. Colonization Rocket #6 was off to the tropical jungles of Anima XII! [i]“Finally. No more of that depressing planet. Time for somewhere free, and safe.”[/i]
	Anima XII had been confirmed as habitable. Only sixteen thousand lightyears away, the lush, fertile soil was home to various indigenous life and even edible food! Having a degree in computer science carried the young wolf far. Snagging a junior dev-ops position was the perfect job. New vistas, new people, and a new life. Exactly what the canine wanted.
	In the dark corners of Titus’ mind, it was exactly what all his thoughts screamed at him to do. Ideals and dreams the timber wolf didn’t even know he had. Pressing his paws to the green cross pattern on his chest, he began tracing his claws around the outlines of the flame markings on his left arm.
	[i]“I’m fine. This is exactly what I needed… Was leaving everyone and everything behind really—”[/i]
	[i]“Of course, it was”[/i], a deeper voice echoed in Titus’ head.
	[i]“Hmmm…Yeah. Yeah. I needed this.”[/i] Running his paws down to trace the matching flame markings on the tip of his tail and his right leg, the wolf smiled. He made this decision, he had to stick with it. It was worth it, certainly.

	Firing synapses and numerous neurotransmitters continued to fill Titus’ thoughts with happiness and reassurance. The wolf was completely certain and rewarded for his confidence. Perfect.
	Slowly, a tail began to sweep side-to-side over the stone altar hidden deep within the jungle. Seyia watched the fiery ships come and go for years, the small settlement being constructed on the edge of his home. Different species he hadn’t known came and went. Fascinating creatures, one and all. Passion, drive, and most importantly, intelligence.
	“Soon. Soon, I’ll finally be able to see you, my perfect mate.” Pointing his snout up, the draconic beast watched the stars. Piercing cyan eyes watched for the ship carrying the one he wanted to live with. A mind he resonated with and could touch. Violet fur and orange stripes disappeared into the foliage. Large ears continued to await the sounds of the spaceship landing.

	Barely ten days of flight later, the green planet was visible. Titus’ tail wagged without end. Two moons, one sun, and insanely humid. Anima XII was twice the size of Earth, with enough water to make the Pacific a pathetic pond in comparison. Near the poles was his destination. The first city, Solus, was located there. A bit drier and cooler, the perfect position to start settling a new planet.
	Landing is beautiful in its own right. An atmosphere giving color to the sky. Small shakes and shudders of the rocket as it began to descend mimicking Titus’ jitters of excitement. Treetops came into view while the concrete jungle stood starkly a few miles off. Grabbing his bags, the young lupine disembarked.
	Monorail tracks a mile above the treeline ferried all the passengers over to Solus. A slice of Earth for them to live on. Steak houses, Chinese, Italian, Turkish, and more on every street. Varieties of food either imported directly from Earth or recreated with native ingredients. Hydroponic farms encased in glass domes to safely recreate plants from Earth dotted the edges. Roundabouts cycled around and around between three levels of the city. Industrial on the bottom, business in the center, and housing and recreation on the top. Thanks to clever use of mirrors and glass, every floor of the city could be given sunlight too!
	[i]“Wow…This place is so pretty!”[/i], Titus’ tail wagged while he kept scanning his new home. Jaw dropping further, his sense of discovery propelled him to higher heights of elation.
	The deeper voice returned. Echoing quietly, the subliminal message, [i]“Nothing compared to the jungle”[/i], filled the wolf’s mind.
	[i]“I wonder what the jungle is like though…”[/i]

	Weeks turned to months as Titus gained a new normal in life. Sixteen hours of sunlight and sixteen more of darkness required some adjusting, but blackout curtains did the job well. Dev-ops was a fun career. Many great coworkers, good pay, and the fact it was on the street with an ice cream parlor sweetened the deal. Yet…
	[i]“Another day done… Welp. Now what?”[/i] Boredom. New normal, new boring. Worse than usual. Titus had never felt his soul syphoned this badly back on Earth. Games, people, food, sports. Nothing helped. Day in and out, he’d just sit in his apartment and stare down at the jungle. Dreams of the jungle haunted him too. A dragon named Seyia holding him lovingly under the canopy. Sometimes, he’d take the hiking trails for just a bit of relief. 
      [i]“You know…maybe another hike tonight. Not like I have anywhere to be tomorrow.”[/i], Titus’ words echoed in his skull. An echo loud enough that the dragon could hear.
      Grinning, he stared out to the city from the treetops. Only a little longer. Leaping off the canopy, the dragon rapidly descended several stories. Eyes glowing with the same cyan of his irises, the sounds of whipping air became a hurricane. His hurricane. Utilizing air resistance, his claws landed on the soil with put a soft thud. Turning on his heel, he had a clear destination in mind. Stone steps hidden by underbrush lifted him up to his altar.
      Years of solitude and loneliness were about to end. Sitting on the smooth, black granite the mediation began. Chanting esoteric spells, he began to levitate. Without breaking cadence, visions of a wonderful Greline family filled his mind. A mate to hold and love was about to be his. [i]“Almost there, Titus. Almost.”[/i]
      
      Moonlight danced between the canopy leaves above Seyia. Beams of white illuminated the violet fur and orange stripes of fur. The scales reflected those resplendent rays richly. Light is energy, heat is energy, and even life is energy, and soon, the Greline would have a way to control all energy. All for his own purpose. Legs curled up, paws clasped together, and eyes shut. The perfect meditative pose. Humid air bathed the reptilian in heat, only one type. A second heat burned in his soul. Fires that couldn't be bound by corporeal means danced at the confines of his flesh. His mind felt like it was in the clouds...and then it was. Shooting far, shooting fast, to a certain someone.
      Brilliant starlight. A full moon. Plenty of pastries to eat. Titus' heavenly reverie was immaculate. The young wolf walked along the dirt road on the city outskirts. Munching as he went, the taste of sweet syrup and apples invigorating him as he stepped down the placid path. Opening his maw wide for another bite, he bites down hard on something slimy. Dropping the apple tart into the dirt, Titus clutched at his throat. "Mmmmmph! Mmph!", is all he could say. Eyes shooting wide in panic, he fell to his knees. Whatever he had tried to ingest now choked him. Tears welling up, Titus realized that with no one around, this couldn't end well.
      [i]“So…this is the end? Already?”[/i]
      A chuckle. A deep, playful voice echoed in his mind. A friendly, loving, horny voice. Deep in the wolf’s brain, words began to fill his mind’s eye. [i]“Indeed. The end of life as you know it, but soon you’ll become something greater!”[/i]
      Closing his eyes, Titus felt darkness creep into the edges of his being. Something akin to sleep. A loving embrace wrapped around him. The slime in his throat dislodged, while the psyche in his head did too. Shaking, Titus now became sealed in slumber. Standing up and brushing off his tan fur, the new wolf adjusted his glasses back into position. "Indeed", the wolf spoke with a deeper voice, "you'll become my mate in due time, Titus~"
      “Aaaah!”, Titus screamed. Cyan eyes opening wide, the wolf sat up in his bed. Head pivoting left and right, the fright died down and his breath slowed. “What?”
      [i]“That was a funny nightmare.”[/i], the deeper voice said in Titus’ mind. It had become clearer than it ever had been. Louder too.
      Dread slowly abated. Titus’ heart began to slow down. Neurons fired rapidly, causing his awakening to accelerate. Feeling oddly perky, the wolf began stretching. [i]“Alrighty, what to do now?”[/i] Even if the Gregorian calendar didn’t match the orbit of Anima XII exactly, it was still the equivalent of a Saturday.
      [i]“Been a while since I’ve masturbated.”[/i]
      [i]“I’m so horny now.”[/i] Shudders rock the wolf’s body. He hadn’t gotten off all week! Loins on fire made concentrating difficult. How had he gotten so needy this quick? Didn’t matter right now, all Titus needed was release. Paw trailing down, Titus’ claw barely touched his clit when he began to moan. “Fuuuuuck~ I need this!”
      [i]“Good boy~”[/i], the voice confirmed. Generously, a surge of serotonin rushed through Titus. A reward for obedience. Howling ensued. Titus’ gift was well received. Deep in the canine’s brain, Seyia watched in happiness. Compromising Titus’ mind was going well. Better than expected! Neuroplasticity wasn’t as flexible at the wolf’s age, but he could feel things shifting around. Slowly, the wolf would become an ideal partner.
      Pluck grew within the wolf. Licking the side of his muzzle, his paw descended to his folds. Canine smell easily picked up on the smell. Tactile senses felt the wetness on his fingers. It would be easier to fit his fingers inside now. Without hesitation, Titus put his fingers inside of his pussy. Grunting, Titus shuddered. So good! Fingering never felt this good before! Electricity shot through the wolf’s nerves. Lust peaked as his own mind incorporated the Greline’s desires into himself. With eyes rolling back, he began to plunge his fingers deeper, desperately fishing for an orgasm.
      Almost there. Seyia would grin if he had his body. Building Titus’ endurance would be a slow task. Technique and time were the biggest factors. Integrating himself into the canine’s thoughts seamlessly was easier than he could’ve imagined! Improving the wolf’s sexual prowess would be a cinch. Time to reward his obedient pup~
      [i]“So close~”[/i]
      [i]“Mmmmmm~ Yeah!”[/i]
      [i]“Gonna cum!”[/i]
      [i]“Just…just…Ah![/i] Ahhhhh!”
      Muscles flexed in Titus’ abdomen. It was impossible to withdraw his finger for a few seconds. Eyes crossing, the cyan irises Titus now sported began facing different directions while he began to pant. How had he never experienced this before? Never had an orgasm felt this powerful! This rewarding! Laying back, Titus popped his fingers out of his groin. Dripping dollops of fluid onto his chest, sweet nectar hovered above the wolf’s maw. Lick, lick, and another lick with the broad, flat muscle invigorated him. Sweet, earthy flavors coated the canine’s taste buds.
      Seyia let himself enjoy the ride the best he could. The particulars of Titus’ body as it was were subpar. [i]“It’ll only get better from here~”[/i]
      
      
      Smiling, Titus stretched. Pushing off the bed, the wolf landed on his claws with a click. Yawning followed as wood groaned. Small, but cozy. Titus’ apartment stood in the southern residential district. Third room down the hall on the third floor of the building on the third floor of the city. Easy pattern to memorize the location of his home.
      Varnish wooden floors, a deep red in color, were in every room. Out of the bedroom with its shelves of oak and firm mattress and into a bright hallway. Taking a short path to the right, the wolf’s nose wrinkled passing by the sterile scent of the bathroom and into the kitchen. White granite counters flanked a smart refrigerator and a large stove, a sink off to the right. Over the counter, a small living room was visible. Opening a few drawers under the edge of the counter, Titus retrieved a bowl and spoon. Lazy efficiency guided his fuzzy arms as he pulled out a box of cereal.
      Bewilderment formed in Titus’ thoughts. [i]“Huh. This is how nutrition has been condensed down? Seems soulless.”[/i] Images of vibrant fruits sprang to mind, alien tastes performed a ghostly dance on Titus’ tongue, and smells unknown made the hungry wolf salivate further. Processed, powdery pellets didn’t seem particularly palatable anymore.
      [b]Clang![/b]
      Dropping the bowl onto the stone, the rustling sound of cereal followed a slam as Titus shoved it into a corner of the counter. Stomping to the fridge, he clawed inside for anything fresh. Apples, strawberries, apricots, and watermelon were being wolfed down rapidly. Vitamins, fibers, and fructose were all needed. None of them were what Titus envisioned, but they scratched the itch.
      Novelty is a powerful motivator. Deep in the wolf’s head, the dragon enjoyed the experience of new food. Vicariously taking in all the wolf’s sensory data was an interesting experience. What different lives these anthros lead. What interesting things they say, think, and do. Bridging the gap between these aliens and himself, [i]“I can’t wait to see what else they have!”[/i], became his immediate thought.
      
      Cyan eyes shining brightly, Titus reached out. Claws wrapping around hard plastic, soft paw pads rubbed over the ridges. Smooth, cold toy in paw, Titus began to wag. Gripping the other end, Titus dusted it off. With a nod, he faced the T.V. and turned on his console.
      Scanners activated with a click. A holographic matrix bathed the lupine figure in lapis blue. Up and down the beam traveled. Down and up the beam scrutinized every patch of fur. Sitting on the living room couch, Titus’ muscles relaxed as he breathed the scent of lilacs in. Sharpening his mind, he grinned, ready for the electronic racing he was excited to start!
      [b]BEEP! BEEP! BEEP![/b]
      “Error. Retina scan failed. No user registered.”
      “Wait…what?” Looking into his reflection on the flatscreen’s glass, Titus saw to cyan pools staring back. Standing suddenly, the pot of flowers beside the sofa was nearly knocked over. “Since when were—”
      [i]“My eyes were never gold. Annoying bug.”[/i]
      “—my eyes gold? Don’t tell me I need to factory reset…”
      [i]“Time to jumpstart it.”[/i] Invisible hands filled inside Titus’ paws. Inverting his grip on reality, Seyia’s eyes seemed to spark. Currents of blue running through his vision, currents of power ran through the pipeline in the console. Flickering, the device unlocked itself, returning to the home menu. Simultaneously, the dragon returned to the recesses of the wolf’s brain.
      Blinking, static made the wolf’s fur stand on end. Tilting his head, he stared at his television. He was in. No other security check or reset required. Lightbulbs went off in the wolf’s head in response. “Ooooooh…Nothing like some technomancy to fix these issues.” Electricity was energy, and energy could be manipulated. Cracks in the wolf’s memory were papered over without issue. Of course, he’d remember techniques his species could use. Certainly, he’d remember the flecks of orange forming bands in his fur he always possessed.
      Absorbing himself into the racing, Titus never noticed the hours that passed. Never noticed the hunger. Never noticed the deeper hue of orange those spots took.
      
      Out and about for dinner, grumbly stomach in tow, Titus set out for the nearest diner. Claws clicking on the concrete, each heavy thump took the canine closer to the vitalizing vittles he craved. Streetlamps illuminated every slab of cement, highlighting anyone who walked by. Dusk couldn’t hide the alterations the wolf was undergoing. Waving to everyone he walked past, Titus’ jovial attitude got a lot of people happy, and talking.
      “Love the new look!”
      “I say, I never knew you dyed your fur.”
      “Sick tats, bro!”
      “Why do you have contacts and glasses at the same time?”
      What were they all talking about? Each and every time, Titus cocked his head in question. Nothing added up. No use thinking on an empty stomach though. Undaunted, the wolf trekked onward to the local pizza joint. Despite leaving Earth, he couldn’t escape chains. At least it was Pizza House.
      
      [b]Click! Clack! Click![/b]
      Calculations whizzed through the wolf’s mind. Squinting at the monitor, typing line after line of code with lightning speed. Long, curved claws left gouges in the plastic keys. Tiny valleys of scar covered everywhere on the keyboard. Were his claws growing in again? They’ve been growing so much these past two weeks.
      Growing happened in more areas too. Reaching for the ceiling now let him hit the lights instead of swiping at empty air. His ears seemed to be a touch bigger. The office desk Titus had been assigned only months ago now banged against his knees.
      [b]Thump![/b]
      “Aaaaah…”, Titus groaned. Hitting one’s knees against a table was never fun. Flow broken, Titus looked at the clock. Muttering, “Fuck it. Lunch break.”, under his breath, the wolf stomped over to the doorway and ducked underneath.
      “Yooo! Heading out for lunch?”, a platypus asked.
      “Yeah. Finished the immediate tasks and I’m getting ravenous already!” Titus meek voice now boomed through the halls. Only the splotches of purple in his fur were harder to miss.
      “Mind getting me some of you’re having? I’d love to raise the roof myself!” Laughing aloud at his own joke, the mammal stared up at Titus for a response.
      “…”
      “…”
      “…”
      Grumbling, his coworker sat back down with a huff. “Alright. Just get me the shrimp plate, will you?”
      “Sure thing”, Titus commented, turning around and walking so the guy wouldn’t see him rolling his eyes. What was everyone seeing? Growth spurts on a planet with different gravity made sense. Why was everyone giving him side-eyes all the time?
      [i]“Probably the claws. I’ll need to trim them when I get home…again.”[/i]
      Attitude and glares were becoming frequent the past couple weeks. No one else seemed to remember how Titus always looked. Purple and orange fur weren’t unheard of. Stripes and patterns weren’t rare. Was it really so hard to hear of a wolf with those colors? All the glares, comments, and questions were getting old fast.
      [b]Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump![/b]
      Crossing the street was a loud affair now. Speed and power combined in each of the wolf’s great strides. Leaps and bounds larger than before, each step carried the wolf far, fast. Step after step, the canine approached the grocer.
      Seafood today, apparently. Shrimp galore for the platypus. No one else spoke up, so more for the canine! Salivation triggered while Titus’ nose flared with each sniff. Tantalizing, tasty food. So much of it.
      Impulsivity growing with the canine, he unwittingly started scooping up more in his bag. Sushi, black beans, carrots, peaches, and…another apple tart. Hunger was growing strong, quickly. What could’ve caused—
      [i]“Growing so much. Damn I’m hungry.”[/i]
      [i]“Fuck I want so much food. I’m getting all of this.”[/i]
      Desire, need, lust. Urges strong enough to break an Illithid’s mind pulsed inside the wolf. Checking out was painful. Each individual second stretched to an eternity. Licking his lips, Titus watched the bag intently. Once the teller machine recorded the purchase, Titus launched himself out of the store.
      Scarfing down everything as he walked, the lupine figure couldn’t resist taking a couple shrimp too. Swallowing nigh everything without a bite, he could feel the hunger abate. Metabolism satisfied, Titus idly scratched his stomach. With a soft burp, the mountain of fluff began strolling back, unaware of the hard gastrosteges forming under the fur he just scratched.
      
      “Mmmmm~ Haaaaaa!” Crossing his eyes, the night was full of fun. Slamming down onto his dildo, a loud ‘pop’ sounded in the air. That was the third orgasm of the night. Wood whined, wailing as Titus’ ass rose up and down. Grinding on the hard plastic, Titus moaned softly as he felt the afterglow. Powerful muscles clenched around the toy inside of him.
      “I needed that~” Reaching down, the wolf rubbed over is clit while yawning. It had been four hours. “Best. Purchase. Ever”, the insatiable wolf said. Every three or four days the past three weeks had seen the wolf toying. The kinky wolf sometimes spent the day with it inside of him!
      Shaking his head, Titus felt his fur brush against two small bumps on his head. Horns. Budding horns were growing slowly atop the wolf’s crown. Unable to dislodge the sluggishness, Titus fell back onto the bed with a soft ‘thump’, staring up at the ceiling.
      Behind the cyan eyes, Seyia smugly stared through those glass portals. Barely a wolf anymore, his host could almost be considered a Greline! Progress was slow, but fruitful. Mentally, the canine was slowly becoming the ideal breeder to match his new physique. Taking the knot on that dildo so many times so often…Titus was horny enough to make a dolphin embarrassed!
      Lightning arced through the wolf’s eyes. Quickly, the wolf’s tiredness descended to lethargy. Irresistible fatigue claimed the lupine beast, his consciousness slowly falling to slumber. Fluttering eyelids shut… then shot open a moment later. Stretching, the Greline stood up tall and wiggled his hips.
      “That racing game looked cool. May as well try it myself.” Adjusting the dildo to stay inside with a quick tap, Seyia worked the wide hips, large thighs, and broadening tail carefully as he ducked under the doorway. Scratches covered the floor. Titus’ new claws made it seem like an unkempt den rather instead of a civilized home. Cuts in the countertops, the sofa sagging under the additional weight of new, powerful muscle, and a new compost bin full of fruit rinds in a corner of the kitchen marked the Greline’s effect on the urban environment. Shocking the console into activation, the Greline grabbed his controller, sat on the couch, and started the grind!
      While he preferred having a dick himself, Seyia wouldn’t turn down some fun when he could. In the back of his borrowed head, Titus dreamt his sweet (probably lewd) dreams. Building up to a climax himself, he could feel the changes. Fundamental differences sprouting within Titus as his body and mind adjusted to his new self. As the controller vibrated, electricity sprouted from his draconic groin. Funny was one word to describe the sensation. The proud male enjoyed the new experience, feeling sex from the other side.
       Shuddering in pleasure, Seyia sighed, “Not too much longer now. Soon, this cunt will be clenching around my rod!” Clenching on the plastic, he smiled and leaned back. Wouldn’t take that much longer now.
      
      Uncurling from his sleep, the Greline stretched. Neon violet fur accented with orange stripes reflected the dawn sunlight beautifully. Small horns with orange spirals poked the ceiling as Titus stood up. Formerly cream markings on his left arm and right leg were now the color of marmalade. Creamy tan of his dipstick tail and the wing pattern of his back slowly shifting to match.
      “To the jungle. To my mate”, Titus slurred in hazy awakening. Can’t go back to the job, can’t stay in the apartment, or stay in the city. Internally, there was a calling. Unable to refuse, his eyes sparked as gales howled around him. Rumbling thunder echoed from the new dragon. Power grew in his thighs while the muscles tensed. Bending down, he charged a jump. “Three…two…one…Takeoff!”
      
      Rumors had been spreading about alien viruses capable of genetic alteration for the past couple months. Records and samples from previous expeditions hadn’t uncovered anything like the unique being Titus had become. Paleontologists, virologists, xenobiologists, and geneticists alike were confounded by what was happening. What species was this? How did this happen? Was that still Titus? They wouldn’t get a chance to inquire further.
      Concerned looks turned to shock and fear. Incomprehensible events occurred in the southern city housing district. Eyes glued themselves to the alien dragon flying by mysterious means. Shooting stars weren’t granting wishes this time. From across Solus a purple flash tore through the sky. Jungle-bound, it vanished in the trees as quick as it came.
      Sparks lit up the dense undergrowth. Electric blue light radiated from the Greline’s eyes. Scanning left and right a few stone steps came into view. Step by step, Titus ascended to an altar. Meditating above it was a male Greline. Instinct kicked in as Titus eyes wandered over Seyia’s body. Violet and orange, small, cute scales, adorable horns, and a slender physique that was as elegant as it was powerful. The large balls, cock, and knot helped too.
      [b]Crack! Crackle![/b]
      Approaching the figure shook something loose from Titus. Electricity wasn’t the only thing dancing in his vision now. His mind began to split in two. Within, Seyia’s mind stirred and dislodged itself from its temporary residence. Deep breath in, then out. Deep breath in, then out. Slow, heavy paws carried Titus to his partner. Reaching out, the large Greline carefully wrapped his arms around the entranced male. Leaning forward, Titus planted his snoot on Seyia’s, parting their maws slightly for a small kiss.
      “Mmmmm~”, Titus moaned into the kiss. Extending his tongue out, Titus’ kiss became more intimate. Gripping his partner tighter, the split inside his mind grew further.
      [b]Crack! Pop![/b]
      Snapping free, Seyia’s soul left the way it entered. Gasping, Titus exhaled suddenly, shoving the dragon’s soul back into its proper home. Tingling filled the starry being. Months long meditation had finally concluded. Limbs asleep, as his soul and mind began to adjust to his form, Titus pulled him into an embrace. Dancing lighting in the large Greline’s eyes sent a new tingle into Seyia’s heart.
      [i]“Salutations, my love. It’s a pleasure to finally hold you.”[/i], echoed in Seyia’s head.
      [i]“We’ll be doing more than holding~”[/i] Seyia’s teasing tone changed to surprise as Titus abruptly dropped him onto the altar. Fluff padding the landing, he stared up as Titus climbed upon the platform himself. Standing above Seyia, Titus winked as his wet, leaking snatch hovered above the dragon’s muzzle.
      [i]“Indeed… we… will!”[/i] Growling, the former wolf took a dominant position. Squatting down, he plunged the dragon’s snout into his pussy. Grunting, he rose up and down over the dragon.
      “Mmmmph! Mmm!” Seyia’s snout was growing wet while his eyes locked onto his mate’s crotch. Sweet syrup stained his fur while the sensuous smells stirred Seyia’s shaft.
      Panting, Titus leaped up. Thighs darkened with fluid, he grinned. Claws clicking on the stone, he stepped further and further back, getting down on his knees. Bedroom eyes stared up at Seyia while Titus licked his chops. “That was a good warm up. Now to help you prepare~”
      Sitting up, Seyia stared down at Titus. Sleek, cool saliva coated his tool as the ex-canine ran his tongue from base to tip. Encasing the meaty manhood in muscle, Titus moaned. Closing his eyes, he arched his back as the licking turned into kissing the tip, and then to sucking. Soon, his head was bobbing on Seyia’s cock. “Mmmmm…mmmmm. Mph!”
      “Good boy.” Genuine joy filled Seyia’s heart. The slutty moans, the eager oral, his new commanding, dominating side, and his dirty mind. Titus was cute, and very tempting! Placing a paw on the back of Titus’ head, gentle pressure was applied. Egging his partner on, Seyia scratched behind the Greline’s ears.
      Second by second, minute by minute, Titus worked Seyia’s cock. Variance in speed, depth, and how long he would stay at the base gave Seyia a proper warm up. Streams of pre would leak into Titus’ mouth. Earthy, bittersweet tones coated his tongue. Once his lips started rubbing over a burgeoning knot, he looked up to his mate and winked. [i]“Stop here?”[/i], he thought.
      [i]“Yee. Time for the best part!”[/i] Fire glowed with a soft heat in Seyia’s eyes. Red embers danced behind his vision as he began to levitate. Vigor beefed up the Greline’s power, as he hovered higher over his shrine than he had before. Rising a meter up, he pulled Titus along with him. Heat built up within him as his dick pulsed, releasing a sticky, tantalizing substance he needed to extinguish another heat.
      Gripping the former wolf’s ass, he heaved Titus up…then slammed that bubble butt down on his hips! Claws tapped on his dorsal scales. Titus had wrapped his arms around his lover, panting while his vagina was put to use. Two months of waiting had finally paid off. Nights of training Titus’ mind and body to handle the intense mating habits of his new species worked brilliantly.
      [b]Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap![/b]
      Lewd, intimate sounds carried on the winds. The forest and shrine smelled of sex. Time passed, and dominance with it. Whenever Seyia’s hips grew tired, Titus’ did the work and vice versa. Long, hard thrusts, soft, sensual grinding, and rapid pounding followed for hours. Shakes began to develop in Titus arms as two types of electricity energized him. Both grew sticky as their combined fluids painted their pelvic regions.
      “Mmm. G-Good! Keep going!”, Titus moaned. Jitters rocked horny dragon as his first orgasm hit him. Muscles clenched hard on a real penis this time, desperately milking it for seed. Nuzzling his breeder, a happy rumble coursed through Titus’ chest. Gentle clicking filled the air as their ventral scales tapped against each other.
      [b]POP!...POP!...POP![/b]
      Followed by the knot. Seyia didn’t say a word. Thoughts bounced through his head to Titus, [i]“You’re gonna be my perfect breeding bitch!”[/i] Building, building, and building some more, the male’s orgasm was on the tip of his dick. Knotfucking his extraterrestrial mate was the reward for his patience. One last, hard thrust was all that was needed. Grunting, Seyia shoved his hips up with all the force he could muster.
      [b]POP![/b]
      Then it was his turn to shake. Eyelids fluttering, he could feel each pulse of his knot, each throb of his prick. Liter after liter emptied into Titus’ womb. Euphoria flooded each centimeter of his being. Hormones and neurotransmitters crashed on his mind, a pleasant afterglow smoldering in his chest. Every heartbeat was felt audibly while Titus gripped his knot hard.
      Gaps in Titus’ scales formed. Semen wouldn’t stop flowing from Seyia’s loins. Liter after liter flowed, expanding Titus’ belly. Another pulse, another centimeter. Only a minute after Seyia finally came, Titus’ stomach had grown large enough to break his embrace! Faint movements caused the lustful delivery to slosh inside of him…and it was amazing.
      Exhale, inhale, exhale, and inhale. Embers faded to hot coals, then to dark ash. Releasing all the energy he had stored, Seyia felt himself slowly glide down to the altar once more. Landing without a sound, his claws gave another firm squeeze to Titus’ massive rear, then he tugged his hips back.
      [b]POP![/b]
      Steamy seed soaked the shrine, streams of sexual runoff forming veins streaking across the stained altar before dripping down onto the rocky surface below. Partially shrinking, Titus’ abdomen was no longer was stuffed to the point that sitting was impossible. Recovery was the next step. Panting and grunting continued to resound through the deep jungle. Patting his belly, Titus winked at Seyia.
      “Thanks for this. Going to have so many eggs now.”
      “No problem. I’m going to go get some water.” Shifting his weight, Seyia began to slowly stand up. Reigniting himself, a surge of heat blazed within him. Increasing the surrounding temperature by a couple degrees, he launched himself off to the nearest river, a red trail of dust shimmering behind him.
      In the dragon’s mind, he could hear Titus. Dirty mind inspiring a lustful tone, the tempting voice echoed inside his head, [i]“Get some for me too. We’ll need to rehydrate if we want to go for round two~”[/i]