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To get some practice with editing, I went back and redid this, and think that it reads a lot more direct, clearly, and, well, more fun. Lemme know what you think in the comments.
Commissioned by Engy
If you want to get a commission for yourself, keep an eye on my journals and my twitter DraconiconWrite for updates on when I'm open.
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The caseless thing taunted him with an endless series of beeps before he finally got a grip on the fucker, and he shook his head as he looked at the screen.\n\n“What’d I forget this – oh.”\n\nThree sobering words flickered in and out of existence under his screen: Full Moon Rising.\n\n“…I need to set that alarm for earlier…”\n\nDan silenced the alarm and pushed himself to his feet. Once upright, he could see the wall windows on either side of the front door, the empty freeway, and the edge of the full moon well over the horizon.\n\n“Well, here we go again.”\n\nThe familiar heat-tingle was already spreading across his exposed skin. Dan put his phone on the bar, looking down at his arms as they went from pale to a dull yellow-brown under the moonlight. He shook his head.\n\n“Guess I’m getting up early to finish cleaning tomorrow. Eh, needed a restock of the special shit anyway.”\n\nAs scales began pushing up from under his skin, he stepped on the back of one shoe and popped it off. He barely got the other off as the moon-heat spread down his legs, and everything swelled, everywhere. His socks bulged at the toes, and his shorts felt tighter than ever.\n\n[i]Better shut the blinds, just in case,[/i] he thought. [i]And put up the closed sign.[/i]\n\nDan stumbled across the bar, fighting against the changes under his clothes. Big pecs grew larger, thickening under a stretched-out polo, and his arms felt choked in the sleeves. Every step made him feel the difference in his hips as they swelled, and he swore his shorts were going to rip right off.\n\n[i]Probably are,[/i] he thought as he limped along, huffing as the heat between skin and scales turned to sweat. His clothes were drenched before he even got to the door. [i]Was lucky to get my fucking shoes off. Everything else–[/i]\n\nThe heat surged down his arms and into his hands as he grabbed the blinds. Dan stumbled into the wall, catching his breath as his hands went tingly, warm, and sensitive. It was time.\n\nPuffing through the adrenaline rush, Dan watched his fingers lengthen, growing longer and thicker. His nails followed, pushing over his fingertips and curling into sharp – but thankfully short – claws. He’d learned the first time this happened they were sharper than box cutters, and he treated them with the respect they deserved.\n\nAs his fingers evened out and the transformation continued up his arms, he pulled finally the blinds. Wouldn’t stop anyone determined, but at least now he had the freedom to change without someone seeing from the freeway.\n\nNo sooner was that done than his shirt split across his spine. Dan groaned in relief, arching his back as his muscles thickened and bulged across his shoulders, back, and the tops of his arms. Little spines poked through fresh scales, creating a ridge from the back of his head down his spine. Before long, the tension of his transformation shifted to something else.\n\n“Ah…that’s…mmmph…fuck, that’s it…”\n\nDan ground his forehead against the wall as the stretching, cracking feeling of his body warping turned to pleasure. He sighed as the usual tug and twist behind his jaw began. The familiar growth had the same relieving feeling as popping his back, and he grinned as his face pushed out inch by inch. He loved his new toothy smile, both its look and feel against his new lips.\n\nHe ran his fingers along the scales and spines along the back of his head as the usual tingle all around his hips. Everything else, from his swelling toes and the one long claw on each foot ripping through his socks to his leg muscles growing to support his new raptor body, faded away. All that mattered were the feelings of his new tail, some new thickness under it, and –\n\nPump.\n\nPump.\n\nPump.\n\n“Mmmph, hell yeah…there we go…”\n\nThis was his favorite part. Every month, he turned into a raptor, and that was pretty fucking cool. Didn’t get to show it off unless other weres were in town, but it was still fucking cool, and made for some sexy drinks.\n\nBut growing a big dino dick? Fucking [i]nothing[/i] beat that.\n\nDan growled, the sound turning into a trill as he cupped his bulge. He could feel every throb through his increasingly tight shorts as his hips swelled and tail grew in. As he ran his fingers over the growing rips, he could feel the sheer size underneath, and he moaned as it pulsed, growing even bigger.\n\nHe couldn’t stop. His balls swelled, making huge bulges of their own as they churned away. Oh, it’d be a fine crop when he was done draining them later. As for his cock –\n\n“Yeah…grow, baby…grow…”\n\nEvery pulse against his newly-scaled hand brought satisfaction with it. He growled, thrusting between his fingers. His tail finally ripped through his shorts, and his cheeks popped out –\n\n“Hehehe…that’s it…”\n\nAnd so did his dick. Though still vaguely humanoid, it was already losing its old shade and becoming a lighter, pinker color, almost like a neon advertisement. Dan’d never been small, but his seven inches were nothing compared to this. Nine fucking inches now, long and curving down from its own weight, and dripping like mad. And just beneath them?\n\nDan spread his legs and threw his arm out as his balls [i]dropped.[/i] The sheer weight almost threw him to the floor, and he growled in pure pleasure as the moonlight pumped through him, growing it even more sac. So fucking heavy, so fucking virile.\n\nHe kept fondling his sac as his other transformations concluded. His ears disappeared, leaving behind nothing but earholes, and his tail pushed out further and further over his thickening rump. Everything grew more ‘super’: stronger, faster, more enduring.\n\nBut to him, none of that mattered as much as his new cock and balls. God, he loved the way that his dick couldn’t even point upward due to how big and heavy it was. Nine inches, ten, eleven, throbbing so hard that it pushed his fingers apart with each thrust.\n\nHe stumbled away from the wall, his balls so big that they dragged him forward several steps before he caught his balance. Dan stutter-stepped to a halt, growling as he squeezed his cock at the base.\n\nThrob. Throb. Throb.\n\n“Yeah, go on…bigger…fucking…get bigger…”\n\nHis balls churned as they forced his legs apart, growing fatter and fuller by the second. His cock grew again, and again, thirteen inches long and requiring both hands to grip it properly. Dan grinned, humping his hands until they were soaked with pre-cum and he stood in a puddle of it.\n\n“Fuck…almost there…”\n\nThrob. Fourteen.\n\nPulse. Fifteen.\n\nTwitch. Sixteen.\n\nIt stopped growing, but kept dripping. Dan panted for breath, bending his knees as he spread his legs further to accommodate his demanding balls. They stopped just above his knees, pulsing away, pent-up beyond belief. He grinned.\n\n“Heh, that’ll be - that’ll be enough stock for a month, alright…”\n\nIt was time for a milking. He waddled back to the bar, shaking his head as he kept stroking himself. Every time, the needy, throbbing, churning feeling was better than the last, and he’d swear his balls were even bigger, too.\n\n[i]Crying shame I can’t stay like this for good…[/i]\n\nSadly, he had to live as a human. Not that he hated it, but he [i]loved[/i] this. A monster-cock always begging for relief, balls that never really emptied, covered in scales and as strong as a super-man? Who wouldn’t want all that? If he could, he’d be a raptor permanently… \n\nWell, maybe not permanently. He liked the feeling of changing too much. More often, though? Hell yeah. Dan chuckled, waddling behind the bar –\n\nKnock, knock.\n\n“We’re closed,” he shouted. \n\nKnock, knock.\n\n“I said we’re closed.”\n\nKnock, knock.\n\n“Ugh. Hang on, asshole,” Dan said, waddling back to the front door.\n\nHe peered through the peephole and stared. He’d expected a werewolf, or maybe one of the coyote tricksters out on a ramble. Hell, even a salamander would have made some goddamn sense.\n\nInstead, it was a yellow dragon in a blue bathrobe.\n\n“What the hell…”\n\n \n\n \n\n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n \nSummary: Dan is a bartender in the ass-end of nowhere, but that’s not a bad thing when you have a little secret that you gotta deal with.\n \nTags: M/solo, Transformation, Human to Dinosaur, Raptor, Cock Growth, Ball Growth, Clothes Ripping, Enjoying It, Were-Raptor, Dripping,",
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Dirty Dino Dan’s Day Off For Engy By Draconicon
Closing time was for customers and employees; owners made their own hours. Or, at least, that was the lie that Dan told himself as he walked down the line of spigots and taps, scraping out each one with an experienced push and twist with a pipe cleaner. He’d learned long ago that alcohol didn’t do shit against mold, and better to waste a few minutes on a clean pipe than have the health department find a filthy one.
He was half-done with the last one when his phone went off. Dan grumbled, tossing the cleaner to the floor and wiggling his phone from his pocket. The caseless thing taunted him with an endless series of beeps before he finally got a grip on the fucker, and he shook his head as he looked at the screen.
“What’d I forget this – oh.”
Three sobering words flickered in and out of existence under his screen: Full Moon Rising.
“…I need to set that alarm for earlier…”
Dan silenced the alarm and pushed himself to his feet. Once upright, he could see the wall windows on either side of the front door, the empty freeway, and the edge of the full moon well over the horizon.
“Well, here we go again.”
The familiar heat-tingle was already spreading across his exposed skin. Dan put his phone on the bar, looking down at his arms as they went from pale to a dull yellow-brown under the moonlight. He shook his head.
“Guess I’m getting up early to finish cleaning tomorrow. Eh, needed a restock of the special shit anyway.”
As scales began pushing up from under his skin, he stepped on the back of one shoe and popped it off. He barely got the other off as the moon-heat spread down his legs, and everything swelled, everywhere. His socks bulged at the toes, and his shorts felt tighter than ever.
Better shut the blinds, just in case, he thought. And put up the closed sign.
Dan stumbled across the bar, fighting against the changes under his clothes. Big pecs grew larger, thickening under a stretched-out polo, and his arms felt choked in the sleeves. Every step made him feel the difference in his hips as they swelled, and he swore his shorts were going to rip right off.
Probably are, he thought as he limped along, huffing as the heat between skin and scales turned to sweat. His clothes were drenched before he even got to the door. Was lucky to get my fucking shoes off. Everything else–
The heat surged down his arms and into his hands as he grabbed the blinds. Dan stumbled into the wall, catching his breath as his hands went tingly, warm, and sensitive. It was time.
Puffing through the adrenaline rush, Dan watched his fingers lengthen, growing longer and thicker. His nails followed, pushing over his fingertips and curling into sharp – but thankfully short – claws. He’d learned the first time this happened they were sharper than box cutters, and he treated them with the respect they deserved.
As his fingers evened out and the transformation continued up his arms, he pulled finally the blinds. Wouldn’t stop anyone determined, but at least now he had the freedom to change without someone seeing from the freeway.
No sooner was that done than his shirt split across his spine. Dan groaned in relief, arching his back as his muscles thickened and bulged across his shoulders, back, and the tops of his arms. Little spines poked through fresh scales, creating a ridge from the back of his head down his spine. Before long, the tension of his transformation shifted to something else.
“Ah…that’s…mmmph…fuck, that’s it…”
Dan ground his forehead against the wall as the stretching, cracking feeling of his body warping turned to pleasure. He sighed as the usual tug and twist behind his jaw began. The familiar growth had the same relieving feeling as popping his back, and he grinned as his face pushed out inch by inch. He loved his new toothy smile, both its look and feel against his new lips.
He ran his fingers along the scales and spines along the back of his head as the usual tingle all around his hips. Everything else, from his swelling toes and the one long claw on each foot ripping through his socks to his leg muscles growing to support his new raptor body, faded away. All that mattered were the feelings of his new tail, some new thickness under it, and –
Pump.
Pump.
Pump.
“Mmmph, hell yeah…there we go…”
This was his favorite part. Every month, he turned into a raptor, and that was pretty fucking cool. Didn’t get to show it off unless other weres were in town, but it was still fucking cool, and made for some sexy drinks.
But growing a big dino dick? Fucking nothing beat that.
Dan growled, the sound turning into a trill as he cupped his bulge. He could feel every throb through his increasingly tight shorts as his hips swelled and tail grew in. As he ran his fingers over the growing rips, he could feel the sheer size underneath, and he moaned as it pulsed, growing even bigger.
He couldn’t stop. His balls swelled, making huge bulges of their own as they churned away. Oh, it’d be a fine crop when he was done draining them later. As for his cock –
“Yeah…grow, baby…grow…”
Every pulse against his newly-scaled hand brought satisfaction with it. He growled, thrusting between his fingers. His tail finally ripped through his shorts, and his cheeks popped out –
“Hehehe…that’s it…”
And so did his dick. Though still vaguely humanoid, it was already losing its old shade and becoming a lighter, pinker color, almost like a neon advertisement. Dan’d never been small, but his seven inches were nothing compared to this. Nine fucking inches now, long and curving down from its own weight, and dripping like mad. And just beneath them?
Dan spread his legs and threw his arm out as his balls dropped. The sheer weight almost threw him to the floor, and he growled in pure pleasure as the moonlight pumped through him, growing it even more sac. So fucking heavy, so fucking virile.
He kept fondling his sac as his other transformations concluded. His ears disappeared, leaving behind nothing but earholes, and his tail pushed out further and further over his thickening rump. Everything grew more ‘super’: stronger, faster, more enduring.
But to him, none of that mattered as much as his new cock and balls. God, he loved the way that his dick couldn’t even point upward due to how big and heavy it was. Nine inches, ten, eleven, throbbing so hard that it pushed his fingers apart with each thrust.
He stumbled away from the wall, his balls so big that they dragged him forward several steps before he caught his balance. Dan stutter-stepped to a halt, growling as he squeezed his cock at the base.
Throb. Throb. Throb.
“Yeah, go on…bigger…fucking…get bigger…”
His balls churned as they forced his legs apart, growing fatter and fuller by the second. His cock grew again, and again, thirteen inches long and requiring both hands to grip it properly. Dan grinned, humping his hands until they were soaked with pre-cum and he stood in a puddle of it.
“Fuck…almost there…”
Throb. Fourteen.
Pulse. Fifteen.
Twitch. Sixteen.
It stopped growing, but kept dripping. Dan panted for breath, bending his knees as he spread his legs further to accommodate his demanding balls. They stopped just above his knees, pulsing away, pent-up beyond belief. He grinned.
“Heh, that’ll be - that’ll be enough stock for a month, alright…”
It was time for a milking. He waddled back to the bar, shaking his head as he kept stroking himself. Every time, the needy, throbbing, churning feeling was better than the last, and he’d swear his balls were even bigger, too.
Crying shame I can’t stay like this for good…
Sadly, he had to live as a human. Not that he hated it, but he loved this. A monster-cock always begging for relief, balls that never really emptied, covered in scales and as strong as a super-man? Who wouldn’t want all that? If he could, he’d be a raptor permanently…
Well, maybe not permanently. He liked the feeling of changing too much. More often, though? Hell yeah. Dan chuckled, waddling behind the bar –
Knock, knock.
“We’re closed,” he shouted.
Knock, knock.
“I said we’re closed.”
Knock, knock.
“Ugh. Hang on, asshole,” Dan said, waddling back to the front door.
He peered through the peephole and stared. He’d expected a werewolf, or maybe one of the coyote tricksters out on a ramble. Hell, even a salamander would have made some goddamn sense.
Instead, it was a yellow dragon in a blue bathrobe.
“What the hell…”
The End
Summary: Dan is a bartender in the ass-end of nowhere, but that’s not a bad thing when you have a little secret that you gotta deal with.