[b][u][center]Needs of the Guardian Chapter 2: Dedication For Engy By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] For the three days after her ‘encounter’ with Izug, Alice spent her time not directly handling the dragon on assignment throwing her weight around, trying to get her hands on the various reports and research studies that had been done on dragons. Specifically, she wanted to get her hands on the information regarding their pheromones and their magic, particularly anything that seemed to contribute to both of them. What she got was limited, but it filled in some gaps in her knowledge that she hadn’t even known were there. Alice leaned back in her chair, her black suit jacket thrown over the back of it and a cup of coffee in her hand as she flicked through the files on her tablet. The information was classified, obviously, and some of it was still above her paygrade, but she was starting to wonder why. [i]Dragon pheromones have been shown to have mildly hypnotic effect on the human species, including being able to instill new urges in them if they are over-exposed.[/i] “So, basically, they can re-write my brain if I spend too much time in close proximity. Yeah. That might be classified, but it sure as hell shouldn’t be.” She shook her head, flipping through the report, getting the gist of each topic before moving to the next one. [i]Pheromones have shown tendencies to being tied with draconic magic, allowing for greater effects. Spells cast during closed-quarters combat after extended time in presence of the dragon have given greater effects.[/i] Alice shivered at that. The idea of someone being able to take something that was already verging on mind control and combine it with actual magic was not something that she wanted to think too hard about. It seemed like it was an invitation to dictatorship, to being controlled well and truly past what was right. And considering what dragons tended to use their magic on… Shaking her head, the agent put the memories of the last assignment she sent Izug on out of her head. He had dealt with a demon with good speed before the creature could actually reach its target, but at the same time, she could remember how it had been ‘convinced’ to stop its assault. There had been a glazed look in the creature’s eyes, something that seemed a little too supernatural for her tastes. She wondered if he had done something to that demon, if he had taken control in the way that these studies suggested that dragons could. There were many cases where dragons had managed to talk down an enemy, almost as many as where the Guardians had needed to fight them to a standstill. She had always thought that were was some sort of connection between dragons and the other supernatural creatures, but what if it really was just those pheromones? It would explain a few things, she supposed. Alice finished her coffee, shaking her head as she felt the by-now familiar twinge between her legs. Her pussy had barely managed to close again after the session with Izug, and she had thought that would be the end of things. She had found a few prostitutes that would help deal with his urges, and she had gone back to her life. Toys had been enough before, and she expected them to be enough again, though perhaps needing a size up from the old ones. That…hadn’t exactly been the case. The agent looked over her shoulder at the one that she had been using when she woke up that morning. Up until a few days ago, it had been her favorite little device, a vibrating shaft that reached a full seven inches into her. A decent girth, too, enough to make her feel the stretch without leaving her feeling sore afterwards; she’d expected to cum to it, and then get on with her day. Instead… [i]Well, someone’s gonna have a good time viewing the footage from this room when the job’s done,[/i] she thought, trying not to blush at the thought. It was embarrassing thinking of how hard she’d pushed herself to go over the edge. She’d tried so hard to get that last bit of pleasure, to feel herself cumming at least once. She didn’t need the multiple orgasms that came from just one thrust that Izug gave her… Or at least, she hadn’t thought she did. The fact that she was still running dry after nearly an hour of work this morning told her that she might need it more than she thought. [i]Never back to humans…[/i] That thought was still there, still in the back of her mind. It had lingered ever since that session with the dragon, and she was starting to feel suspicious of it. The way that it jumped into her head any time that she thought of a hot guy didn’t feel right, and she was pretty sure that even a good lay like that wouldn’t have killed her sex drive for [i]everyone[/i] else. And the fact that it didn’t sound like one of her own thoughts…yeah, that was not right. Shaking her head again, Alice got up from the table, tucking her tablet under her arm. There was no need for the jacket. If things went the way that she expected them to, it would probably end up on the floor again. She was pretty sure that was where clothes tended to end up anyway during any long-term meeting with the Guardians. Some of her fellow agents were moving through the halls as she left her room, and she nodded at them as she passed through. She was almost to the side apartment where Izug was staying when her supervisor caught her by the arm, dragging her up short. “Hey, before you talk to him. I need you to do something.” Ben, the supervisory agent for her unit, looked up and down the hallway before pulling her back from the door by a few feet. “I heard that you’ve been permanently assigned to Izug?” She nodded. That had been part of the requirement to get all the intel that she had. Only agents that were permanently attached to one of the Guardians got to get in that deep. Ben nodded. “Then I want you to check something. When you can, nothing urgent.” “What is it, Ben? I’m already late for what I wanted to be doing.” “I’ll make it quick. How much do you know about the dragon magics?” “Enough to know to be scared of them.” “I’m cleared, Alice. What do you know?” “…They draw their power through belief, both in them and from them. Their main power comes from what they believe of themselves, the possible and impossible. The rest of it comes from what others believe they are capable of.” “That’s the basics, yes. I want you to test that for me.” “…And what did I do to merit getting turned into the crash-test dummy?” “I didn’t say he had to test the magic on you.” Alice arched an eyebrow at the older black man, and he sighed. They both knew what he was saying. There wasn’t a chance to really throw Izug against something harmless, and unless they wanted to risk one of the fights he inevitably got into with the other supernatural figures out there, it meant that she had to volunteer for something. “Spit it out.” “…The first part. How their power comes through belief. The higher-ups want to figure out just how far that goes.” “…Meaning?” “They want Izug to try something impossible and see if it works.” “…” Alice slapped a hand against her face. “Seriously, what did I do to warrant this, Ben?” “Well, they knew that you were getting closer to him…” “So, what, they’re throwing me under the bus? Just because – oh, real smart. Real smart. Turn one of the smartest women in the unit into the magical expendable. That’s [i]real[/i] smart.” “It wasn’t my decision.” “No, but something tells me that you didn’t fight it much, either. What, is it because he’s just that new? Or is it something that I should have been doing before I got the permanent assignment?” “Honestly, it’s because you slept with him.” Alice’s jaw dropped almost straight to the floor, her cheeks burning about as hot as they could get. The boss shrugged. “I don’t care, personally, but the rest of the office figured that you had already gotten exposed to his magic. If you don’t care about that, you shouldn’t care about the rest.” “…And if I refuse?” “Then your position will be terminated, and you’ll have your memory washed out. Same as anyone else that leaves.” Which meant that she really had no choice at all. Alice stared at him as her mind worked through the possibilities. Problem: She had to allow Izug to cast magic on her, and something impossible at that. Which would likely have permanent repercussions for her, and likely open up the door to even more experimentation down the line. There wasn’t an easy way out of it, either. So, she decided to reevaluate the problem. How to allow Izug to cast the least amount of magic on her while still maintaining her own individuality. That was a better problem, and one that she had a feeling that she could work with. If the bosses already knew that she had slept with the dragon, then that meant that modesty no longer needed to apply. And sexual things were easier to have done to her than some of the other things that she could think of. “Alright. I think I can make that happen.” “You know that I wouldn’t –” “Cut the crap, Ben. You’d tell me to do it whether or not the higher-ups told you to do it. You’ve been looking for a way up the ladder for years.” She pushed past him, stomping off to the elevator. When he asked her where she was off to, she said the infirmary. If she was going to catalogue this, then she needed to set a [i]lot[/i] of baselines. # After a CAT scan, an MRI, and a dozen more exams that she didn’t even want to think about, in addition to a psychological exam that examined her sexual life and preferences that had gone entirely too far in-depth for her tastes, Alice felt that she was ready. She walked back up to the penthouse, knocked on the door, and when Izug pulled it open, she didn’t even wait for him to let her in. She just barged past him, shoving the door out of the way and entering his apartment. This time, the scent that hit her was as sexual as it was powerful, and she was immediately drenched down below. She shook her head, her mind already filling with memories of the last time that she was here, and her suspicions were confirmed. [i]Whatever happened last time, he put something in my head to come back. He wants someone that can take him,[/i] she thought, turning to face him. The green dragon was just as naked as he had been last time, and just as nervous-looking, as well. He was wringing his hands as soon as the door closed. “Uh, Alice, I thought, um, I thought that you’d be staying away. You know, because of…” “Because of all the prostitutes I’ve been sending you again?” He nodded. “Don’t kid yourself. That’s not the only reason I come up here…though from what the higher-ups want, there’s going to be more of that between you and me.” “What are you talking about?” “They want to see what you can do with magic, and let me pick how that goes.” “…What?” Alice sat down in one of the chairs, gesturing for him to sit across from her. After a few seconds, the muscular green dragon did just that, shuffling back and forth and looking rather confused. She didn’t blame him. She’d formed this plan mostly to get around all the restrictions that they seemed dead-set on placing on her, and it wasn’t like she had informed him of her thought process. Alice cracked her knuckles, then placed her hands on one arm of the chair. “Here’s the deal. The bosses know that we slept together.” “Oh, I…I didn’t…” Narrowing her eyes at that pause, she looked at him, then at the bedroom, and then back. “Did you tell them?” “Wha – no, no, of course not.” “…You did.” Well, that explained a few things. There weren’t many that would go right over her head like that. Izug was one of the few that could go right to the top without needing to explain anything until he got there, and if he had done that, ratting her out the way that he had… Well, there was no going back now. “Now that I know why it was so easy to get assigned to you…Izug. I’m probably going to be your primary sexual partner from now on.” “I…didn’t think that was allowed.” “Generally, it’s not.” And for good reason, after seeing the research. The power of dragon pheromones had a serious risk of turning someone from a free agent into a dragon-slaved individual, bound and addicted to the pleasure that they could get from their partner. The various prostitutes weren’t shuffled out just for secrecy, but also to keep the dragon Guardian from building up their own network of support through the city. It wasn’t a kind system, but it was one that she understood the need for, now that she knew how it worked. “But as I have already exposed myself, and retain [i]most[/i] of my faculties –” “Most?” “I’m not unaware of the changes since last time,” Alice said, folding one leg over the other and trying to ignore the wet squelch between her thighs. The way that it felt so wet down there… [i]Don’t think about it. Don’t think about the smell in the air. Don’t think about anything except how to handle him. He’s the thing that’s important right now. Not that drippy little pussy of yours.[/i] “I was not interested in dragons before our encounter. Now, you’re literally all that I can think about.” “And…maybe that’s…that’s just because I was that good?” Izug asked. “Possibly, though unlikely. I doubt that anyone could ever be good enough to completely erase someone’s sexuality.” “There’s lots of stories about that, though.” “There’s lots of [i]porn[/i] about that. People don’t just change. And more importantly, they notice when something changes.” As she explained, she kept watching him, looking for any sudden shift in his expression, any worry or spike of fear that might have indicated that he had done this sort of stuff on purpose. Despite her attempts to make him give up his secrets, he didn’t seem to have any. That, or he was hiding them better than she thought he would be capable of. In any case, it didn’t matter. Her assignment was final, and there was nothing anyone could do about it. Just like there was nothing that she could do about her new attraction. “For now, you will continue to work with me. I’ll coordinate the different tasks that you have with supernatural creatures during the day, and you’ll come to me for relief at night.” “And…you’re okay with this?” She arched an eyebrow, looking around the room. The reek of musk was starting to get to her, her nipples starting to harden against the inside of her bra, and she could feel that her panties were downright drenched. If it wasn’t for the fact that her pants were darkened the way that they were, she was pretty sure that it would have soaked through to the other side already. “Let’s just say that I’m pretty sure that I will be, once you get started.” [i]And if I’m not then, I imagine you’ll take that further, too.[/i] Izug rubbed the back of his head, but his cock told the full story. He was interested in the arrangement, even if he was rather shy about talking it through. He looked at her, then down at his cock, then at her again. “I, um, don’t always want to…do what we did last time.” “I figured. What else do you do?” “Well, I, um…I fuck…asses…” “Anal will be new for me,” she admitted. “It’s a skill I’ll have to learn.” “But you’re interested?” “Not really. But if it’s what you’re used to, I’ll have to learn.” “Blowjobs?” he asked. “Not my favorite. Nobody bothers going down on me, so why should I return the favor?” “…That’s, uh, the other thing I like.” “You better mean cunnilingus.” “…Sorry, uh, I meant…on me.” She nodded, not feeling very encouraged about this. It had been one thing when he was fucking her pussy – and that had been one hell of a thing – but both of the other options were…far more focused on him, if she was completely honest. Even during her kinkier days, even when she was willing to suck cocks more often than not, she’d not really let anyone get up her ass. Izug looked like he was thinking of something, though, and suddenly, she was rather grateful that she had gone for those exams first. If he was going to do something… “Um, can…can I try something?” he asked. “I suppose that you should.” “Come here.” He waved her over, and she shrugged, putting on a nonchalance that she didn’t particularly feel. As soon as she was in front of him, he dragged her down to her knees, sitting her on the floor in front of him. “I hope that you have a good reason for this.” “I promise, I promise, I do.” The dragon grabbed at his cock, giving it a few sharp pumps and making it hard again. This time, she had a better chance to see it properly, and she shivered as she remembered how it had felt inside of her. [i]How the hell did I fit that thing in me?[/i] she wondered, looking at the thick shaft, over a foot long – well over, actually – and thick around as a soda bottle. It looked like a weapon more than it did a sexual tool, and she imagined that to some people, it would be. Sexual interrogation could be a real thing with that. He gave it a few more pumps before looking down at her again, blushing as he nudged the tip of it against her nose. She took a breath of it, much like she had done the night before, and just like that, her eyes glazed over, her body going limp again. [i]Mmmph…he’s doing…doing it…think…think through it…[/i] She could feel his hand on the back of her head, guiding her nose down to his balls. Somehow, the smell there was even stronger, powerful enough to set her head spinning and leave her breathing it in more and more. It was like she was huffing it, smothering her brain in the haze of it. [i]Mmmph…mmmph…[/i] And she was getting wetter and more relaxed with every breath, the power of the pheromones smothering her free will. It was forcing it out of her head, making it slip away, gradually pushed out until there was nothing left. And then… “…balls…big balls…sexy balls…big sexy musky balls…love balls…love musk…love musky balls…” The words were coming through in little bunches, little clusters that were barely sticking together in her mind, but they were coming through. She groaned as she felt them settling through the haze, sinking through the musk to her brain beneath. And the more she heard, the more true they felt. Like, she really did love the feeling of those balls pressed against her face, wanting more, wanting to know what it would feel like to – “Love the taste of balls, love the smell, love the feeling of big, heavy balls pressed against her face…” And she did as she nuzzled against the orbs, wanting to savor the taste and the scent and the pressure of them against her face. She moaned, happily letting it fill her senses, unable to stop herself as she ground her lips against them, then her tongue. She had barely licked the heavy green orbs before she was pulled up to his cock, the thick tip rubbing against her face. Even in her semi-high state, she didn’t have the thought of sucking that thing. She had a good jaw, but not that good. Instead, the human dragged her tongue slowly over the very tip, dragging it towards the edge of the head and then back to the slit at the very tip again, sucking at his pre. The words came again, this time focusing more on his cock, but this time… This time, she felt something of a tingle. A need to do more, a pressure on her, a whisper of power that was passing through her body. It was so subtle that she would have missed it if some part of her hadn’t been waiting for it. Alice knew that magic was possible, knew that it was a possibility that it would be used on her today, and she was waiting for anything that might have been a sign. Even through that haze of pleasure, through that musk, she knew it was happening. But what had happened? How? Why? Well, why was pretty obvious. He wanted to get laid, and he was doing something to make it possible, but – “Open…open…you want to suck cock…you want to feel my cock in your throat…you’re addicted to oral…addicted to tasting my cock…” That wasn’t… She was going to think that it wasn’t true, but it was. It was very true. Her mouth felt dry, felt empty compared to what it could feel like if she just opened up and let him put his cock inside of her. Alice moaned, opening her mouth, feeling him slide the tip of his cock over her tongue before pushing it even further in. It slid back quickly, filling up her throat and starting to go further down. It left her gasping around it, her jaws feeling like they should have popped off, should have cracked from being stretched so far… But they didn’t. Lick, lick, lick went her tongue, almost mechanically beneath the head of the shaft as it pushed impossibly far into her face. Her lips should have ripped, her mouth should have bled, her jaws should have goddamn broken…but they didn’t. She’d been modified. Something that had never happened before, but now it did. [i]The medics…the medics will…love this…[/i] That was as far as she got as she felt a strange tremor through her, a feeling of…satisfaction. It wasn’t as pure a pleasure as an orgasm would have been, but it was almost like a psychological burst of need, of pleasure, of goodness. She groaned under her breath as she felt it rippling through her, starting to leave her tingling from head to toe, her entire body shaking from the wonderful feeling. “Mmmph…mmmph…” “Addicted to cock…feels so good to suck cock…feels so good to give a blowjob…horny, needy, aroused…desperate…desperate for my cock in your throat…” Alice might have guessed what he was doing if she’d been sober, but there was no chance in hell for her to get it while she was feeling like this. Not when she was drooling a puddle’s worth of her own juices on the floor. Not when she was sucking him down like a greedy child with Halloween candy. He pulled out before she could really go to town on his cock, though, moving behind her. The agent almost came out of her trance when he threw her over the back of the couch, her eyes rolling around and her body no longer quite so limp. Before she could get up, though, he was on her, his cock rubbing up and down between her ass cheeks, his breath hot and damp on the back of her neck, and most of all, his fingers soaked in pre and right under her nose. One breath, and she was right back to where she was, high as a kite and relaxed as could be. In the back of her head, she noticed that her pussy had gone back to gaping since she had been huffing at his scent, since she’d been allowing him to play with her. She groaned. Allowing. That was a laugh. His words were coming back, too, pushing at her. “Never want…pussy…always want…ass…want to be fucked…needing anal…needing to give oral…no more pussy…better in other holes…better there…always better…in the ass…or mouth…” She was missing words, but she knew that the most important ones were still coming through. He wanted her to be anal and oral only. He wanted her to keep away from the vaginal stuff, keep from touching that, even. She was… She was… She wasn’t entirely opposed, she realized. There was something…there was something so naughty, so taboo about taking it up the ass. She… She could enjoy that… He was already lining up with her, too, his cock grinding between her ass cheeks, his claws digging into her with an almost desperate frenzy. Izug wanted her, and he wanted her badly. Why, she didn’t know, but… But she was starting to…starting to want him. She groaned, lifting her hips on the next grind, and she felt his cock rubbing against her asshole. He paused. She didn’t. Alice grunted against his fingers, her mouth opening wide and letting them slide across her tongue as she impaled herself on his cock. The green dragon stiffened up behind her, his body going tense all over, and she… Well, if her mouth had been clear she might have screamed, though she didn’t know what she’d be screaming for. Pleasure? Pain? Agony? Bliss? Bit of all four? Bit of all four. The human huffed and puffed as something bigger than the human ass was ever designed to take started to slide further and further up her pucker, filling her up and making her hips start to bend, straining against the force that was getting shoved inside of her, trying to push out something that would never fit. And yet, she kept pushing back. She wasn’t forced to, she wasn’t made to…but she wanted to. She wanted to feel him inside of her. She wanted to see just how far her body could bend, and – “MMMMPH!” She arched her back as he reached the halfway point inside of her, her hole clamping down hard on him, her body going limp. She would have fallen if he hadn’t been there to catch her. Even then, he almost didn’t…but he was certainly willing to continue their fun, afterwards. # “Well, um, I don’t know how to tell you this, Alice, but…” Sitting in a hospital gown was uncomfortable at the best of times, but doing it while surrounded by several other men – including her boss and the doctor – was making her cranky. She crossed her legs, folded her arms under her breasts, and fixed the younger doctor with her best glare. “Spit it out. What happened?” “Well, um, I think…well, if I was looking purely at physical traits, it’s almost like your hips and mouth have been replaced with some sort of organic rubber. They’re made so that they can stretch more than anything ever should in a person, and…um, your skin isn’t much better. It’s been mutated, somehow.” Ben gave her a look, clearly dying to ask her about the details, but she didn’t say anything. She wasn’t about to say anything, either, considering what she had just been put through. She could still remember being fucked up the ass for the last hour. She had managed to maintain consciousness this time, even if she hadn’t been able to maintain lucidity or any real movement of her own. It was like a fever dream, but she remembered it. All of it. All one-hundred-ninety-three orgasms of it. “So, uh, it seems that…that magic can…alter someone’s physical body,” Ben said. “That…all the other Guardians told me that wasn’t possible.” “Well, obviously it is.” Alice shook her head, running her hands around her mouth. “So, either they were lying, or it’s impossible for [i]them[/i] but not for someone that hasn’t been told.” She could still feel the differences around her mouth. It had definitely been rubberized; if she stuck her finger inside and pulled, she knew that she’d be able to stretch her mouth in any which direction, probably by a good few inches if not further. Her neck and throat were probably similarly modified, though thankfully it all still looked the same and felt normal for the moment. The change had been subtle in that area, at least. The fact that Izug had done it without even asking her was another thing. She knew that he had a reason for it, probably wanting to see just how far he could push her. But…no, that didn’t fit. Not with that shy personality, at the very least, and certainly not for anything else that she’d heard. [i]He only has as much power as he believes he has…and as much power as others believe he has,[/i] she thought. [i]A dragon could be a god if he believed all that he wanted was possible, but none are. That means that the will of those outside, believing them to be less capable, can warp what they are able to do, lessen it, bring it into balance.[/i] “Oh…” “What?” Ben asked. “Just…a theory. One that I need to think about. Could someone get me my clothes?” One of the other agents did just that as Alice leaned back, one hand to her chin. There was a common fear among her fellow agents of just where the line lay regarding the power of dragons. If belief empowered them… [i]Maybe we’re giving them more power by being more afraid of them?[/i] It was something to think about. “Well, I think we can deny Izug’s request,” Ben muttered. “Pardon?” Alice asked. “Well, he was asking you to move in, to become his concubine, but –” “Accepted.” “What? But he just –” “Just because my baseline has shifted doesn’t mean that the experiment is done,” Alice said. “We need to see how far this rabbit hole goes.” And not to mention…she was already hungry for his cock again…in all holes but her pussy. [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]