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It features three adventurers using some.... fun means to kill a dragon, mainly by using magic to slowly destroy its most precious parts.\n\n[b]This story contains extremely gorey and intense genital mutilation! Maybe don't read it if you're not into that.[/b]\n\nIf you'd like to commission me, email me at softvoice21134@gmail.com ! I do a variety of extreme kinks, including, of course, cock and ball torture and genital mutilation!\n\nI'm aware there are some mistakes in this story where I used words incorrectly and demonstrate some bits where I don't understand the reproductive system especially well, apologies for that, but this was almost 5000 words long and I was tired as hell by the end of writing it. I also apologize for some redundancy.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "This is a commission I did for someone who does not wish to be named! It features three adventurers using some.... fun means to kill a dragon, mainly by using magic to slowly destroy its most precious parts.

This story contains extremely gorey and intense genital mutilation! Maybe don't read it if you're not into that.

If you'd like to commission me, email me at softvoice21134@gmail.com ! I do a variety of extreme kinks, including, of course, cock and ball torture and genital mutilation!

I'm aware there are some mistakes in this story where I used words incorrectly and demonstrate some bits where I don't understand the reproductive system especially well, apologies for that, but this was almost 5000 words long and I was tired as hell by the end of writing it. I also apologize for some redundancy.", "writing": "“This is it,” Jake said to his comrades as they marched confidently towards the dragon’s lair. “This is our chance to prove ourselves.” The other two, Jennith the mage and Hendrick the knight, both nodded in agreement. The mouth of the cave loomed over them, cut out of a mountain that reached higher than anyone in the party could see. The lair was dark - the party couldn’t even be sure of whether or not the dragons were even inside, but they ventured in anyways.\n\nThe adventurers were all fairly new to the game, only having completed a few quests of varying intensity. They were said to be promising new recruits, which was all the more reason why the guild master prohibited them from taking the quest to slay the dragons which had been terrorizing their nation for years. The party couldn’t care less - they set out to accomplish the task without even officially registering to be the ones to fulfill it, just going to where they knew the lair would be from all the warnings they had been given by their parents growing up. Each was decked out in great armor and brutal, magical weaponry. They would make quick work of the dragons without an issue. \n\nOne notable fact was that there was not one, but two dragons within the lair, both belonging to the same line of descendants who worked together to keep the nation in their hands. The party planned to kill them both, even if they had to fight them at the same time. \n\nThe mage held his staff in the air and chanted a few quick words, causing a bright light to glow out of the staff’s blue orb held on top of the wooden staff by what almost looked like branches. The light failed to even show the dragon - only the cold, brown walls of the cave and a few pieces of gold leading inwards. The party carefully went forward until they eventually found it - the first dragon, sleeping at the top of a hoard of gold and treasure. The hoard itself was as large as a normal house, and the dragon was almost larger. \n\nThe dragon, sleeping with snores that sounded like industrial engines, was curled around the top of the pile, where the greatest pieces of treasure were all gathered - including magic items. His body was cold and covered in gray scales, his wings rested next to him and encompassed almost the entirety of the pile beneath them, and his tail was spooled up like a hose around his sleeping figure. Just his head was as big as two of the adventurers combined. Stretching out the entirety of the dragon itself would reveal it to be far greater than 50 feet long and 40 feet wide. Jennith prepared a new incantation as quietly as she could as the other two readied their weapons. Jake wielded a set of duel knives and only light but magical armor. The knives caused disease to spread on any skin they touched, though the dragon’s scales would likely render this effect useless. His armor, whenever active combat was occurring, heated up to a ridiculous temperature, as high as 400 degrees Fahrenheit, but would not affect the wearer. Hendrick wielded a longsword and a shield, as well as magical plate armor. The plate armor was the opposite of Jake’s, being incredibly cold, with temperatures going past -200 degrees Fahrenheit, also not affecting the wearer. He would be immune to fire-related attacks with it, making him a perfect tank for the mission. His shield, when a magic word was said, would grow to be 10 feet wide on both sides no matter what stood in its way. His sword was the most interesting thing. It was less of a sword and more of a saw, with a sharp serrated edge. When a magic word was used, the serrated edge would begin to move back and forth at great speeds, functioning almost like a chainsaw. Jennith didn’t need magic items besides, of course, her staff. She had a great range of spells to use against the dragon. \n\nThey were ready.\n\nOr so they thought. The dragon’s eyes snapped open as Jennith began her chanting, and it immediately unspooled its tail, knocking every adventurer against the cold cave wall instantly. The light of the staff went out, only to be replaced by the dragon using its flame breath to light a giant lamp above it. It stalked down to look at its prey. Every one of them had fallen flat against the cave wall. None were seriously injured - no bones broken, and they all retained their consciousness and vitality, but the hit was enough to make them all realize they were in over their heads and death was soon to follow.\n\nUnfortunately for them, the dragon had other plans. As it reached the bottom of its pile and walked over to their bodies, paralyzed by fear, it leaned backward, putting its weight more on its hind legs, and from a strange spot of flesh similar to a female vagina, a long limb very slowly emerged. It donned on Jake what was happening - the dragon was taking out its dick. It was huge, 20 feet long and 6 feet wide, longer than all three of the adventurers stacked on top of each other and wider than everyone but Hendrick. Precum already leaked from its tip as it smiled, showing its gross, sharp teeth, licking its cold, scaly lips. The adventurers had no idea what it even wanted to do - certainly, it was too big to put it in any part of them, but the dragon seemed to have some idea in mind.\n\nAs it drew closer and the party’s fear grew and grew, Jennith suddenly snapped back to reality and shouted an incredibly fast incantation. Lightning appeared from the rod’s orb and traveled to the dragon at the speed of light. She wasn’t just aiming for the dragon though - she was aiming for exactly where it would hurt the most.\n\nRight into the tip. \n\nThe lightning struck the dragon’s enormous penis and sent a flood of blue, electric light flooding throughout the entirety of his reproductive system, slowly frying it both from within and without it. As the lightning danced around the penis, the foreskin and shaft’s exterior both began to slowly turn darker and darker with severe burns, slowly changing from a slight red to a bright crimson to black. The shaft and tip both looked as though they had been set on a grill on the highest temperature and left there for hours on end - the skin was black, brittle, and now had the texture of touching a hot stone. The dragon screamed as the burning sensation flooded its head with pain and drowned out any coherent thought or emotion besides horrible, immeasurable pain. The screams, sounding like high-pitched roars, echoed throughout the cave and almost deafened the party. Jennith cast another quick spell on all of them to save their ears, a spell which would render them deaf temporarily. Usually, it was a debuff, but it served its purpose well enough here. \n\nThe inside of the penis was much worse. Every bit of the inside was just as charred black as the rest, and all of it immediately grinded upon itself, making ash fall out of the tip as the dragon screamed from the feeling of its internal tissue being ground into dust. The urethra still flowed with the electricity, moved along by traces of the dragon’s piss, and as it did, the dragon’s pain moved throughout the entirety of its lower body, but quickly ended - lightning didn’t last long enough to destroy its whole reproductive system. Despite this, a mixture of charred ash and blood poured out of its tip as it screamed, its insides still rubbing against each other and dissolving into powder and blood, the agony unbearable. It couldn’t even bring itself to move its body in rage - the pain was so great it wouldn’t allow his mind to put any attention into anything besides that pain.\n\nIt eventually attempted to grasp its cock with its feet, which were also long and scaley, tipped with sharp talons, but upon grasping the exterior with its two front legs, its screams only increased. Touching the charred penis exterior only caused more of it to crumble away, peeling off the outside layers of protective skin to reveal the fleshy interior. It tried to pull its hands away, but once they were on, they wouldn’t come off - the lightning had heated it up enough to essentially fuse them together through heat and scarring. Its own talons dug into the penis on all sides, causing more floods of blood to flow out of new holes in the shaft. \n\nThe dragon fell face first down onto the cold cave exterior. It would’ve landed right on the adventurer’s head had Jennith not cast a spell to make the dragon levitate. She had a special ability as a part of her pact with the blood god - her staff would suck up blood like a vacuum cleaner and rejuvenate her spellcasting ability as well as amplify it. She stuck the staff’s blue orb into the pool of blood forming beneath the dragon and all of it slowly swirled into the orb, turning it from a neutral blue to a crimson red. Hendrick and Jake slowly collected themselves as she held the dragon in the air, still screaming as more blood poured from its dick, now moving towards the staff’s orb as though it had a gravitational pull. \n\n“Wow…” Jake said, mouth open in pure awe and slight confusion at the sight before him. “Not how I thought we would do this, but it works.” He signed the messages in ASL - Ancient Sign Language - since the deaf spell was still active.\n\n“It’s the best weak spot we have,” Jennith responded, relief showing in her expression, though her guard was still up. “It’s pure flesh - no scales at all. You two go work on the base of the penis - the lightning didn’t reach that far. I’m going to take care of its balls.” Hendrick and Jake nodded, moving to the base of the dragon’s penis, where there was a large section that remained uncharred, albeit still red from the burn. Jennith followed close behind.\n\nThe dragon’s balls were huge as well, unsurprisingly. Each was about five feet long and wide, hanging from it almost completely unscathed from the lightning. She chanted something and caused the dragon to fly back against a far wall, hitting it hard from its rear, causing a large spurt of blood to burst from its tip as its screams grew in intensity. She spread its legs with telekenesis and the balls rested against the back of the cave. The group moved to its location.\n\nJennith chanted, once again, and Hendrick found a large hammer appear in front of him. This was a spell he was used to using - a magic weapon made of pure magic, with more strength than a regular weapon could come near. The head of the hammer was a huge rectangular prism, measuring 3 feet long and 1 foot wide. Jake was just about to stab his daggers into the dragon’s fleshy shaft before she waved to him and pointed to the balls. In sign language, she said, “Cut them open.” He nodded and moved over to the balls. He went to the first one and used his daggers to slit the fleshy sac that protected the balls inside open as wide as he could make it. He didn’t activate their magic effect - that wasn’t needed here. The testicle slowly slid out of the cut, hanging freely, attached only by the thin cord known as the vas deferens. Its weight seemed to be barely supported by that cord. The ball itself was fleshy and pink, covered in veins. It was a disgusting sight. He repeated the process for the other ball. \n\nJennith then motioned to Hendrick. “You know what to do. It won’t be able to recover from this pain-wise - after we take care of these little things, it’ll be in so much pain it won’t be able to do anything as we use its dick as a track straight to its death.” Hendrick nodded, approaching the balls. He pulled the hammer back for a strike, the hammer perpendicular to his body, and twisted his whole body with it to put in as much force as possible. He then swung it forward, hitting the ball square in its center, pushing it up against the jagged stone walls. The initial impact was horrible and painful, a wave going throughout the entire sphere as it was hit, but as the hammer kept going, the ball pushed against the wall, it began to make an indent into the center, pulling the fleshy skin in, like pushing a finger into a balloon. Similar to a balloon, it smashed into pieces, blood, flesh, and cum all shooting out, spreading in a circular pattern across the stone wall. Jennith quickly cast a spell to shield them from all of it hitting them, and the dragon road louder than it had ever before. Blood and cum both immediately traveled through its penis so fast that a bulge could be seen moving from its base to the tip, where it shot out gallons worth of cum and blood, all mixed with its charred interior. The dragon could only see red at this point - its body was suffering too much to even have the ability to shut down, passing the threshold of pain it could handle by so far that it couldn’t even die to stop its agony. \n\nHendrick repeated the process with the other ball, and the events occurred in exactly the same way. Cum and blood splatters and gallons of it shoot out of his shaft once again, and the dragon’s scream rose in pitch, shaking the entire cave. Jennith absorbed more blood and cast a levitation spell on Jake - one which he could control - and he used it to float up to the base of the testes, cutting off what had been attaching them. He then floated back down. \n\nJennith immediately started thinking of what else they could do, and a thought suddenly came to her mind. She chanted and cast a spell of water breathing on Hendrick, and Hendrick grimaced - he realized what she wanted him to do and he was far from happy about it. He sighed and began walking towards the tip, but was stopped by her. She handed him two orbs, which both had spells inside them, and he took them, understanding what he would use them for. He then went to the tip of the dragon’s dick, put on his helmet, and began to pull the opening in the foreskin apart with his armored hands. He brushed off a good amount of the charred parts of the dick where he was touching it and instead grabbed the red-hot, scarred parts of the skin. \n\nHe chanted his own magic word, which was drowned out by the dragon screams, but that didn’t really matter - magic words didn’t really need to be verbally heard. His armor immediately began to shift from its dirty iron form to being covered in a creeping wave of frost from the bottom up, pieces of it being instantly covered in ice. A visible fog of cold could be seen coming off of it. Jennith cast a spell on herself to shield against it. Jake’s armor, although the magic wasn’t technically activated, still had the automatic effect of keeping his body warmth at a good level. \n\nThe frost soon spread to his gauntlets where he touched the red-hot skin of the penis. He squeezed it hard, curling his fingers up against the hard, scarred skin, and began to pull on it. The frost soon reached the penis’ skin and began to spread to it, countering the burning sensation with a single moment of relief that was immediately replaced with horrible whiplash from the scarred burning sensation turning to a freezing cold one as the cold spread across the skin and ice began to form on it. The dragon’s screams somehow managed to heighten in volume once again. Hendrick pulled on the tip where he was holding it, and the tiny threads of skin all holding together which had already been so damaged by the heat and the frost began to snap and come apart. With a great pull of strength, he ripped off two handfuls of the flesh of the dragon’s penis and took with it a solid strip of the dragon’s skin.\n\nHe continued pulling on the strip, peeling a clean stripe of the charred substance off of the dragon’s dick, revealing the fleshy interior to the elements in a fine line going all the way back to the base. Jake cut the strip once it reached the dragon’s body - the damage had been done already - and he poked a few holes near the base of the dick. Blood and a little cum still flowed from the penis’ tip, but the holes allowed new pathways for it to escape, making it so Hendrick wouldn’t have to bear the brunt of it. He sighed, knowing exactly what he would be doing next.\n\nHe muttered to his sword and the serrated edge began to whir like a chainsaw, so fast it looked like a single blade rather than a ton of jagged edges. He brought it to the left side of the penis’ tip, right about where the middle was, and slowly began to cut across it. The moment the blades made contact with the tip, blood began to fly everywhere. It was like trying to cut plastic with scissors - it comes out very jagged.\n\nThe jagged edges tore through the dragon’s skin, roughly pulling it apart. Hendrick slowly walked with it, moving along, each little movement cutting more and more of the skin that was holding it all together, getting deeper into the fleshy interior as it went along. Each vein that he cut through required a bit more of a push, but they still came apart just as well, blood flowing out of them immediately upon being cut. Nerve fibers were cut as well, like cutting strings in half, and each one, once cut, caused the dragon’s screams to rise just for a moment. \n\nHe soon reached the middle, where the tip normally opened up, and he took a slight break. Jennith came over and absorbed the blood from his armor, which was now flowing out even more than before. Bits of flesh were scattered around the ground, along with the cum and blood, of course. If Jennith wasn’t sucking up the blood, they would be swimming in it by now. The dragon had likely lost enough blood to flood a small village.\n\nHe soon continued sawing through the dragon’s tip like a tree, snapping nerves and veins, until he eventually reached the other side, where he triumphantly pulled his sword through. The dragon had stopped screaming - its lungs were obviously shot from all of the bellowing it had been doing, but it was still fully conscious. Its mind still refused to allow it to die or even go unconscious - the dragon’s nervous system didn’t work like a human’s, it was a beast made to dominate at all times, and its body was made to accommodate for this goal no matter what it would take. Fainting in the middle of pain or even dying before it absolutely had to just were not in its programming, no matter how much it may have wanted it at that moment. Its vision was non-existent - all it could see was red. He didn’t even get to witness his own mutilation, just feel the agony. This was worse than any hell could ever possibly be, and it wouldn’t end for a long time. \n\nHendrick walked back over to the middle of the tip. There was now a big cross in his tip. He pulled each of the corners of this cross back, revealing the fleshy interior of the penis, also charred, but not quite as much as the outside. Blood was still coming out, but there was enough space for him to walk in there. As he pulled the corners back, the flesh grinded against itself and his armor sent frost going inside. He puled each corner back as far as he could and stuck them to the outer edges of the penis using ice like he was peeling an orange. The ice touching the fleshy interior was terrible for the dragon, like having a jagged ice cube shoved into your shaft. Hendrick fully planned to let the dragon know exactly what that particular sensation would feel like as well as he stepped inside, his frost spreading around the charred and burn-scarred interior. Every step he took felt like he was stepping on a pile of crackers, the charred flesh breaking into pieces and turning into dust, leaving his cold footprints in the dragon’s penis. He dragged his fingers along the inside, pulling off the black flesh.\n\nA good bit of the inside, even at the start of the tip, had already been shaved off, revealing nerves and veins. Hendrick grabbed each one and pulled at them until they snapped, sometimes using his sword to cut through them. A few he pulled on to yank them out, like pulling a thread out of a piece of clothing. One of the veins he managed to get ahold of he pulled on and immediately felt a snap - apparently it was already pretty worn down, wherever it connected. He pulled it outwards and a ton of flesh chunks peeled off with it. \n\nHe activated his sword once again and began walking further inwards, dragging the sword along his right side, cutting until he got to the outside and then dragging it along with him, making the dick look like a straw that had one side sliced open. He had gotten used to snapping nerves and veins at this point. He held his other hand above him to keep the penis from collapsing on him. His ice had the convenient effect of actually keeping the penis erect so he could move through it safely.\n\nHe eventually found himself where the lightning hadn’t gone, or at least hadn’t done a ton of damage. The flesh was still read, but not quite scarred and charred except for in a few spots. He kept walking inward, and his sword suddenly stopped reaching the outside. He had gotten to the point where he was no longer just in the dragon’s outward penis - he was now making his way up the urethra. He kept cutting nonetheless and kept traveling inwards, grimacing. Soon, he found himself walking uphill and then climbing, using the sword to pull himself upwards by sticking it in and out of the flesh. He also used his armor to make jagged pieces of strong ice to use as platforms, sticking it into the flesh and stepping onto them. It was like climbing a fleshy mountain that bleeds every time you put a pick into it. Thank god Hendrick had a strong stomach.\n\nHe eventually made his way to the prostrate and cut open a side of the urethra. He carved out a hole in the yellow-ish gland and threw one of the orbs inside, then stabbed it from the urethra. The orb then began to expand, with cracks forming along it, as though something was trying to break out. Hendrick put a wall of ice before him to block whatever it was, and the orb suddenly burst open, revealing a flurry of wind, slicing through the prostrate and slowly expanding outwards. It was like a dozen people with daggers just slicing at the air around them and walking outwards. It decimated the prostrate and kept going. Hendrick immediately began to climb again to escape it. \n\nHe soon found himself rising into an area he immediately identified as the bladder. Thankfully for him, it was mostly empty - the dragon had been sleeping right before they came and had probably emptied it before that. He threw the orb into the area of the bladder and immediately began to slide back down the urethra, covering it in ice as he went down, rendering it completely unusable. The dragon’s agony only increased as it felt the sensation of a bitter frost from deep within its body and penis mixed with the burning sensation that had not gone away. \n\nHendrick looked up behind him - the orb had released a ton of acid that was slowly melting through the bladder and making its way to the rest of the body around it. The dragon screamed silently as its insides began to melt away, but it still refused to die for whatever reason. The acid’s corrosion was extremely slow, making it all the more painful as it slowly melted through layers of flesh, leaving smoke to rise wherever it went - smoke that also filled the rest of the body as it connected to the bladder, making the burning sensation spread even farther up.\n\nHendrick eventually found himself back where his cut on the right side of the penis actually led to the outside of the dragon. He pried open the walls of the penis and jumped out, riding what was as good as a waterfall of blood. The penis was in an irreparable state - charred and frozen, with nerves and veins cut and pulled out. Hendrick walked to its base and activated his sword once again, preparing to finish the job. As the serrated edge began to buzz, the jagged edges rapidly moving back and forth, he slowly sliced into the penis from its base, where it connected to the rest of the dragon’s body. The dragon seemed to suddenly find its voice again, screeching as the blade slowly tore through the flesh, cutting every connection the penis had to the monster’s body. Blood and bits of flesh flew everywhere, nerves and veins were severed. He felt himself cut through ice a few times, and around halfway through, cut a tad bit of the urethra. He stopped there and deactivated his blade, suddenly having a better idea.\n\nHe signed something to the others. “Go to the tip and begin to pull, hard.” Each did as he said, grabbing the tip of the penis and pulling on it with all their strength, each grabbing a pocket of the peeled-back skin from earlier. As they did, they could feel the penis tearing off of the dragon’s body. That was far more painful than the comparatively clean cut of the blade. As they pulled, Hendrick reached inside and stuck two shards of ice into the urethra, and pulled from there. Eventually, they successfully pulled the penis off of the body, but the urethra remaind connected. They kept pulling, Hendrick especially using his hold to pull ridiculously hard on it, until they all could feel it give way and the urethra started to come out of the dragon’s body, pulling with it multiple parts of the reproductive system. The shredded remains of the prostrate soon came through the dragons’ bizarre hole in its body that the penis had been secured in and the bladder, heavily corroded by the acid, soon followed. Hendrick walked up and used his sword to cleanly cut the only remaining tie the reproductive system had to the rest of the body and watched as the dragon screamed in misery, still in immense pain from the smoke that had risen to the rest of the body and the remaining acid.\n\nJennith raised her staff and chanted once again, forming an extremely large ball of fire, large enough that Hendrick and Jake both had to step back to not be affected by it. She then condensed it all into a much smaller orb and hurled it inside the hold in the dragon’s body, where it ate through tons of flesh and many organs before expanding near the dragon’s lungs, slowly growing and incinerating every bit of flesh it touched until the inside of the dragon’s body was essentially hollow, burned and corroded away, and its eyes were completely lifeless. \n\nThe adventurers all sighed in relief, proud of their collective victory, despite the fact that they all knew it was guaranteed from the moment they gained access to the dragon’s genitals. However, they had forgotten one thing - there were supposed to be two dragons in this cave, right?\n\nThe second one flew in soon after, an even larger red dragon, with magnificent wings and scales quickly flying into the cave to see the sight of its dead brother, that brother’s severed penis on the ground, decimated in almost every way conceivably possible. As it looked in shock, Jake saw his opportunity - the dragon’s dick was, for whatever reason, already erect. He spoke the magic word to his daggers and stabbed the cock. A new fight then began, and the party excitedly hurried to decimate this other dragon’s genitals in a glorious bout of horrible torture.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“This is it,” Jake said to his comrades as they marched confidently towards the dragon’s lair. “This is our chance to prove ourselves.” The other two, Jennith the mage and Hendrick the knight, both nodded in agreement. The mouth of the cave loomed over them, cut out of a mountain that reached higher than anyone in the party could see. The lair was dark - the party couldn’t even be sure of whether or not the dragons were even inside, but they ventured in anyways.

The adventurers were all fairly new to the game, only having completed a few quests of varying intensity. They were said to be promising new recruits, which was all the more reason why the guild master prohibited them from taking the quest to slay the dragons which had been terrorizing their nation for years. The party couldn’t care less - they set out to accomplish the task without even officially registering to be the ones to fulfill it, just going to where they knew the lair would be from all the warnings they had been given by their parents growing up. Each was decked out in great armor and brutal, magical weaponry. They would make quick work of the dragons without an issue.

One notable fact was that there was not one, but two dragons within the lair, both belonging to the same line of descendants who worked together to keep the nation in their hands. The party planned to kill them both, even if they had to fight them at the same time.

The mage held his staff in the air and chanted a few quick words, causing a bright light to glow out of the staff’s blue orb held on top of the wooden staff by what almost looked like branches. The light failed to even show the dragon - only the cold, brown walls of the cave and a few pieces of gold leading inwards. The party carefully went forward until they eventually found it - the first dragon, sleeping at the top of a hoard of gold and treasure. The hoard itself was as large as a normal house, and the dragon was almost larger.

The dragon, sleeping with snores that sounded like industrial engines, was curled around the top of the pile, where the greatest pieces of treasure were all gathered - including magic items. His body was cold and covered in gray scales, his wings rested next to him and encompassed almost the entirety of the pile beneath them, and his tail was spooled up like a hose around his sleeping figure. Just his head was as big as two of the adventurers combined. Stretching out the entirety of the dragon itself would reveal it to be far greater than 50 feet long and 40 feet wide. Jennith prepared a new incantation as quietly as she could as the other two readied their weapons. Jake wielded a set of duel knives and only light but magical armor. The knives caused disease to spread on any skin they touched, though the dragon’s scales would likely render this effect useless. His armor, whenever active combat was occurring, heated up to a ridiculous temperature, as high as 400 degrees Fahrenheit, but would not affect the wearer. Hendrick wielded a longsword and a shield, as well as magical plate armor. The plate armor was the opposite of Jake’s, being incredibly cold, with temperatures going past -200 degrees Fahrenheit, also not affecting the wearer. He would be immune to fire-related attacks with it, making him a perfect tank for the mission. His shield, when a magic word was said, would grow to be 10 feet wide on both sides no matter what stood in its way. His sword was the most interesting thing. It was less of a sword and more of a saw, with a sharp serrated edge. When a magic word was used, the serrated edge would begin to move back and forth at great speeds, functioning almost like a chainsaw. Jennith didn’t need magic items besides, of course, her staff. She had a great range of spells to use against the dragon.

They were ready.

Or so they thought. The dragon’s eyes snapped open as Jennith began her chanting, and it immediately unspooled its tail, knocking every adventurer against the cold cave wall instantly. The light of the staff went out, only to be replaced by the dragon using its flame breath to light a giant lamp above it. It stalked down to look at its prey. Every one of them had fallen flat against the cave wall. None were seriously injured - no bones broken, and they all retained their consciousness and vitality, but the hit was enough to make them all realize they were in over their heads and death was soon to follow.

Unfortunately for them, the dragon had other plans. As it reached the bottom of its pile and walked over to their bodies, paralyzed by fear, it leaned backward, putting its weight more on its hind legs, and from a strange spot of flesh similar to a female vagina, a long limb very slowly emerged. It donned on Jake what was happening - the dragon was taking out its dick. It was huge, 20 feet long and 6 feet wide, longer than all three of the adventurers stacked on top of each other and wider than everyone but Hendrick. Precum already leaked from its tip as it smiled, showing its gross, sharp teeth, licking its cold, scaly lips. The adventurers had no idea what it even wanted to do - certainly, it was too big to put it in any part of them, but the dragon seemed to have some idea in mind.

As it drew closer and the party’s fear grew and grew, Jennith suddenly snapped back to reality and shouted an incredibly fast incantation. Lightning appeared from the rod’s orb and traveled to the dragon at the speed of light. She wasn’t just aiming for the dragon though - she was aiming for exactly where it would hurt the most.

Right into the tip.

The lightning struck the dragon’s enormous penis and sent a flood of blue, electric light flooding throughout the entirety of his reproductive system, slowly frying it both from within and without it. As the lightning danced around the penis, the foreskin and shaft’s exterior both began to slowly turn darker and darker with severe burns, slowly changing from a slight red to a bright crimson to black. The shaft and tip both looked as though they had been set on a grill on the highest temperature and left there for hours on end - the skin was black, brittle, and now had the texture of touching a hot stone. The dragon screamed as the burning sensation flooded its head with pain and drowned out any coherent thought or emotion besides horrible, immeasurable pain. The screams, sounding like high-pitched roars, echoed throughout the cave and almost deafened the party. Jennith cast another quick spell on all of them to save their ears, a spell which would render them deaf temporarily. Usually, it was a debuff, but it served its purpose well enough here.

The inside of the penis was much worse. Every bit of the inside was just as charred black as the rest, and all of it immediately grinded upon itself, making ash fall out of the tip as the dragon screamed from the feeling of its internal tissue being ground into dust. The urethra still flowed with the electricity, moved along by traces of the dragon’s piss, and as it did, the dragon’s pain moved throughout the entirety of its lower body, but quickly ended - lightning didn’t last long enough to destroy its whole reproductive system. Despite this, a mixture of charred ash and blood poured out of its tip as it screamed, its insides still rubbing against each other and dissolving into powder and blood, the agony unbearable. It couldn’t even bring itself to move its body in rage - the pain was so great it wouldn’t allow his mind to put any attention into anything besides that pain.

It eventually attempted to grasp its cock with its feet, which were also long and scaley, tipped with sharp talons, but upon grasping the exterior with its two front legs, its screams only increased. Touching the charred penis exterior only caused more of it to crumble away, peeling off the outside layers of protective skin to reveal the fleshy interior. It tried to pull its hands away, but once they were on, they wouldn’t come off - the lightning had heated it up enough to essentially fuse them together through heat and scarring. Its own talons dug into the penis on all sides, causing more floods of blood to flow out of new holes in the shaft.

The dragon fell face first down onto the cold cave exterior. It would’ve landed right on the adventurer’s head had Jennith not cast a spell to make the dragon levitate. She had a special ability as a part of her pact with the blood god - her staff would suck up blood like a vacuum cleaner and rejuvenate her spellcasting ability as well as amplify it. She stuck the staff’s blue orb into the pool of blood forming beneath the dragon and all of it slowly swirled into the orb, turning it from a neutral blue to a crimson red. Hendrick and Jake slowly collected themselves as she held the dragon in the air, still screaming as more blood poured from its dick, now moving towards the staff’s orb as though it had a gravitational pull.

“Wow…” Jake said, mouth open in pure awe and slight confusion at the sight before him. “Not how I thought we would do this, but it works.” He signed the messages in ASL - Ancient Sign Language - since the deaf spell was still active.

“It’s the best weak spot we have,” Jennith responded, relief showing in her expression, though her guard was still up. “It’s pure flesh - no scales at all. You two go work on the base of the penis - the lightning didn’t reach that far. I’m going to take care of its balls.” Hendrick and Jake nodded, moving to the base of the dragon’s penis, where there was a large section that remained uncharred, albeit still red from the burn. Jennith followed close behind.

The dragon’s balls were huge as well, unsurprisingly. Each was about five feet long and wide, hanging from it almost completely unscathed from the lightning. She chanted something and caused the dragon to fly back against a far wall, hitting it hard from its rear, causing a large spurt of blood to burst from its tip as its screams grew in intensity. She spread its legs with telekenesis and the balls rested against the back of the cave. The group moved to its location.

Jennith chanted, once again, and Hendrick found a large hammer appear in front of him. This was a spell he was used to using - a magic weapon made of pure magic, with more strength than a regular weapon could come near. The head of the hammer was a huge rectangular prism, measuring 3 feet long and 1 foot wide. Jake was just about to stab his daggers into the dragon’s fleshy shaft before she waved to him and pointed to the balls. In sign language, she said, “Cut them open.” He nodded and moved over to the balls. He went to the first one and used his daggers to slit the fleshy sac that protected the balls inside open as wide as he could make it. He didn’t activate their magic effect - that wasn’t needed here. The testicle slowly slid out of the cut, hanging freely, attached only by the thin cord known as the vas deferens. Its weight seemed to be barely supported by that cord. The ball itself was fleshy and pink, covered in veins. It was a disgusting sight. He repeated the process for the other ball.

Jennith then motioned to Hendrick. “You know what to do. It won’t be able to recover from this pain-wise - after we take care of these little things, it’ll be in so much pain it won’t be able to do anything as we use its dick as a track straight to its death.” Hendrick nodded, approaching the balls. He pulled the hammer back for a strike, the hammer perpendicular to his body, and twisted his whole body with it to put in as much force as possible. He then swung it forward, hitting the ball square in its center, pushing it up against the jagged stone walls. The initial impact was horrible and painful, a wave going throughout the entire sphere as it was hit, but as the hammer kept going, the ball pushed against the wall, it began to make an indent into the center, pulling the fleshy skin in, like pushing a finger into a balloon. Similar to a balloon, it smashed into pieces, blood, flesh, and cum all shooting out, spreading in a circular pattern across the stone wall. Jennith quickly cast a spell to shield them from all of it hitting them, and the dragon road louder than it had ever before. Blood and cum both immediately traveled through its penis so fast that a bulge could be seen moving from its base to the tip, where it shot out gallons worth of cum and blood, all mixed with its charred interior. The dragon could only see red at this point - its body was suffering too much to even have the ability to shut down, passing the threshold of pain it could handle by so far that it couldn’t even die to stop its agony.

Hendrick repeated the process with the other ball, and the events occurred in exactly the same way. Cum and blood splatters and gallons of it shoot out of his shaft once again, and the dragon’s scream rose in pitch, shaking the entire cave. Jennith absorbed more blood and cast a levitation spell on Jake - one which he could control - and he used it to float up to the base of the testes, cutting off what had been attaching them. He then floated back down.

Jennith immediately started thinking of what else they could do, and a thought suddenly came to her mind. She chanted and cast a spell of water breathing on Hendrick, and Hendrick grimaced - he realized what she wanted him to do and he was far from happy about it. He sighed and began walking towards the tip, but was stopped by her. She handed him two orbs, which both had spells inside them, and he took them, understanding what he would use them for. He then went to the tip of the dragon’s dick, put on his helmet, and began to pull the opening in the foreskin apart with his armored hands. He brushed off a good amount of the charred parts of the dick where he was touching it and instead grabbed the red-hot, scarred parts of the skin.

He chanted his own magic word, which was drowned out by the dragon screams, but that didn’t really matter - magic words didn’t really need to be verbally heard. His armor immediately began to shift from its dirty iron form to being covered in a creeping wave of frost from the bottom up, pieces of it being instantly covered in ice. A visible fog of cold could be seen coming off of it. Jennith cast a spell on herself to shield against it. Jake’s armor, although the magic wasn’t technically activated, still had the automatic effect of keeping his body warmth at a good level.

The frost soon spread to his gauntlets where he touched the red-hot skin of the penis. He squeezed it hard, curling his fingers up against the hard, scarred skin, and began to pull on it. The frost soon reached the penis’ skin and began to spread to it, countering the burning sensation with a single moment of relief that was immediately replaced with horrible whiplash from the scarred burning sensation turning to a freezing cold one as the cold spread across the skin and ice began to form on it. The dragon’s screams somehow managed to heighten in volume once again. Hendrick pulled on the tip where he was holding it, and the tiny threads of skin all holding together which had already been so damaged by the heat and the frost began to snap and come apart. With a great pull of strength, he ripped off two handfuls of the flesh of the dragon’s penis and took with it a solid strip of the dragon’s skin.

He continued pulling on the strip, peeling a clean stripe of the charred substance off of the dragon’s dick, revealing the fleshy interior to the elements in a fine line going all the way back to the base. Jake cut the strip once it reached the dragon’s body - the damage had been done already - and he poked a few holes near the base of the dick. Blood and a little cum still flowed from the penis’ tip, but the holes allowed new pathways for it to escape, making it so Hendrick wouldn’t have to bear the brunt of it. He sighed, knowing exactly what he would be doing next.

He muttered to his sword and the serrated edge began to whir like a chainsaw, so fast it looked like a single blade rather than a ton of jagged edges. He brought it to the left side of the penis’ tip, right about where the middle was, and slowly began to cut across it. The moment the blades made contact with the tip, blood began to fly everywhere. It was like trying to cut plastic with scissors - it comes out very jagged.

The jagged edges tore through the dragon’s skin, roughly pulling it apart. Hendrick slowly walked with it, moving along, each little movement cutting more and more of the skin that was holding it all together, getting deeper into the fleshy interior as it went along. Each vein that he cut through required a bit more of a push, but they still came apart just as well, blood flowing out of them immediately upon being cut. Nerve fibers were cut as well, like cutting strings in half, and each one, once cut, caused the dragon’s screams to rise just for a moment.

He soon reached the middle, where the tip normally opened up, and he took a slight break. Jennith came over and absorbed the blood from his armor, which was now flowing out even more than before. Bits of flesh were scattered around the ground, along with the cum and blood, of course. If Jennith wasn’t sucking up the blood, they would be swimming in it by now. The dragon had likely lost enough blood to flood a small village.

He soon continued sawing through the dragon’s tip like a tree, snapping nerves and veins, until he eventually reached the other side, where he triumphantly pulled his sword through. The dragon had stopped screaming - its lungs were obviously shot from all of the bellowing it had been doing, but it was still fully conscious. Its mind still refused to allow it to die or even go unconscious - the dragon’s nervous system didn’t work like a human’s, it was a beast made to dominate at all times, and its body was made to accommodate for this goal no matter what it would take. Fainting in the middle of pain or even dying before it absolutely had to just were not in its programming, no matter how much it may have wanted it at that moment. Its vision was non-existent - all it could see was red. He didn’t even get to witness his own mutilation, just feel the agony. This was worse than any hell could ever possibly be, and it wouldn’t end for a long time.

Hendrick walked back over to the middle of the tip. There was now a big cross in his tip. He pulled each of the corners of this cross back, revealing the fleshy interior of the penis, also charred, but not quite as much as the outside. Blood was still coming out, but there was enough space for him to walk in there. As he pulled the corners back, the flesh grinded against itself and his armor sent frost going inside. He puled each corner back as far as he could and stuck them to the outer edges of the penis using ice like he was peeling an orange. The ice touching the fleshy interior was terrible for the dragon, like having a jagged ice cube shoved into your shaft. Hendrick fully planned to let the dragon know exactly what that particular sensation would feel like as well as he stepped inside, his frost spreading around the charred and burn-scarred interior. Every step he took felt like he was stepping on a pile of crackers, the charred flesh breaking into pieces and turning into dust, leaving his cold footprints in the dragon’s penis. He dragged his fingers along the inside, pulling off the black flesh.

A good bit of the inside, even at the start of the tip, had already been shaved off, revealing nerves and veins. Hendrick grabbed each one and pulled at them until they snapped, sometimes using his sword to cut through them. A few he pulled on to yank them out, like pulling a thread out of a piece of clothing. One of the veins he managed to get ahold of he pulled on and immediately felt a snap - apparently it was already pretty worn down, wherever it connected. He pulled it outwards and a ton of flesh chunks peeled off with it.

He activated his sword once again and began walking further inwards, dragging the sword along his right side, cutting until he got to the outside and then dragging it along with him, making the dick look like a straw that had one side sliced open. He had gotten used to snapping nerves and veins at this point. He held his other hand above him to keep the penis from collapsing on him. His ice had the convenient effect of actually keeping the penis erect so he could move through it safely.

He eventually found himself where the lightning hadn’t gone, or at least hadn’t done a ton of damage. The flesh was still read, but not quite scarred and charred except for in a few spots. He kept walking inward, and his sword suddenly stopped reaching the outside. He had gotten to the point where he was no longer just in the dragon’s outward penis - he was now making his way up the urethra. He kept cutting nonetheless and kept traveling inwards, grimacing. Soon, he found himself walking uphill and then climbing, using the sword to pull himself upwards by sticking it in and out of the flesh. He also used his armor to make jagged pieces of strong ice to use as platforms, sticking it into the flesh and stepping onto them. It was like climbing a fleshy mountain that bleeds every time you put a pick into it. Thank god Hendrick had a strong stomach.

He eventually made his way to the prostrate and cut open a side of the urethra. He carved out a hole in the yellow-ish gland and threw one of the orbs inside, then stabbed it from the urethra. The orb then began to expand, with cracks forming along it, as though something was trying to break out. Hendrick put a wall of ice before him to block whatever it was, and the orb suddenly burst open, revealing a flurry of wind, slicing through the prostrate and slowly expanding outwards. It was like a dozen people with daggers just slicing at the air around them and walking outwards. It decimated the prostrate and kept going. Hendrick immediately began to climb again to escape it.

He soon found himself rising into an area he immediately identified as the bladder. Thankfully for him, it was mostly empty - the dragon had been sleeping right before they came and had probably emptied it before that. He threw the orb into the area of the bladder and immediately began to slide back down the urethra, covering it in ice as he went down, rendering it completely unusable. The dragon’s agony only increased as it felt the sensation of a bitter frost from deep within its body and penis mixed with the burning sensation that had not gone away.

Hendrick looked up behind him - the orb had released a ton of acid that was slowly melting through the bladder and making its way to the rest of the body around it. The dragon screamed silently as its insides began to melt away, but it still refused to die for whatever reason. The acid’s corrosion was extremely slow, making it all the more painful as it slowly melted through layers of flesh, leaving smoke to rise wherever it went - smoke that also filled the rest of the body as it connected to the bladder, making the burning sensation spread even farther up.

Hendrick eventually found himself back where his cut on the right side of the penis actually led to the outside of the dragon. He pried open the walls of the penis and jumped out, riding what was as good as a waterfall of blood. The penis was in an irreparable state - charred and frozen, with nerves and veins cut and pulled out. Hendrick walked to its base and activated his sword once again, preparing to finish the job. As the serrated edge began to buzz, the jagged edges rapidly moving back and forth, he slowly sliced into the penis from its base, where it connected to the rest of the dragon’s body. The dragon seemed to suddenly find its voice again, screeching as the blade slowly tore through the flesh, cutting every connection the penis had to the monster’s body. Blood and bits of flesh flew everywhere, nerves and veins were severed. He felt himself cut through ice a few times, and around halfway through, cut a tad bit of the urethra. He stopped there and deactivated his blade, suddenly having a better idea.

He signed something to the others. “Go to the tip and begin to pull, hard.” Each did as he said, grabbing the tip of the penis and pulling on it with all their strength, each grabbing a pocket of the peeled-back skin from earlier. As they did, they could feel the penis tearing off of the dragon’s body. That was far more painful than the comparatively clean cut of the blade. As they pulled, Hendrick reached inside and stuck two shards of ice into the urethra, and pulled from there. Eventually, they successfully pulled the penis off of the body, but the urethra remaind connected. They kept pulling, Hendrick especially using his hold to pull ridiculously hard on it, until they all could feel it give way and the urethra started to come out of the dragon’s body, pulling with it multiple parts of the reproductive system. The shredded remains of the prostrate soon came through the dragons’ bizarre hole in its body that the penis had been secured in and the bladder, heavily corroded by the acid, soon followed. Hendrick walked up and used his sword to cleanly cut the only remaining tie the reproductive system had to the rest of the body and watched as the dragon screamed in misery, still in immense pain from the smoke that had risen to the rest of the body and the remaining acid.

Jennith raised her staff and chanted once again, forming an extremely large ball of fire, large enough that Hendrick and Jake both had to step back to not be affected by it. She then condensed it all into a much smaller orb and hurled it inside the hold in the dragon’s body, where it ate through tons of flesh and many organs before expanding near the dragon’s lungs, slowly growing and incinerating every bit of flesh it touched until the inside of the dragon’s body was essentially hollow, burned and corroded away, and its eyes were completely lifeless.

The adventurers all sighed in relief, proud of their collective victory, despite the fact that they all knew it was guaranteed from the moment they gained access to the dragon’s genitals. However, they had forgotten one thing - there were supposed to be two dragons in this cave, right?

The second one flew in soon after, an even larger red dragon, with magnificent wings and scales quickly flying into the cave to see the sight of its dead brother, that brother’s severed penis on the ground, decimated in almost every way conceivably possible. As it looked in shock, Jake saw his opportunity - the dragon’s dick was, for whatever reason, already erect. He spoke the magic word to his daggers and stabbed the cock. A new fight then began, and the party excitedly hurried to decimate this other dragon’s genitals in a glorious bout of horrible torture.
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