[b][u][center]Needs of the Guardian Chapter 4: Promotion For Engy By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] “Izug, you were never ready to be a Guardian, were you?” The green dragon whipped his head up, his eyes going wide at her accusation. Alice shook her head as he sputtered, obviously trying to find some sort of argument against that, but she already knew the truth. The click had happened. Now she just had to convince him that she was right. “I knew it,” she muttered, shaking her head. “I was hoping that I was wrong, but as soon as I laid down, you just had to prove my point, didn’t you?” “What are you talking about? I just – I made you into a lizard. So what? It was tempting, and I thought you’d look good this way.” “That’s not the reason you did this, and you know it.” She – for she was a she, despite the oversized cock and balls between her legs – advanced on him, feeling the irritation and the betrayal and the panic that was barely suppressed in her struggling to come to the fore. So far, she was keeping it down, but the fact that it was this close to ripping free told her that she was feeling more terrified than she thought. Jabbing a finger against his forehead before he could get up, she kept him pinned in his chair, leaning forward until she was standing with one foot on the arm of the chair and one on the ground, looming over him. “You changed me because you were scared.” “…” He tried to speak, but he couldn’t seem to find the words. That, and his eyes kept dropping down to the dick that he’d given her. That didn’t bother her…much. It was still a reminder of how much she’d been changed. Logically, so were the claws and the scales and the muzzle that she had now, all things that she couldn’t stop seeing and staring at, but the dick…Goddamn that dick. She forced herself to take a deep breath, pulling her hand back and making herself step away from him. Turning her back on him, she crossed her arms and looked towards the far wall, where the blacked-out windows overlooking the city were. Over the time she’d been here, she’d stood watch, at those windows, keeping an eye on the fights that happened out there, wondering if Izug would come back or if they would have to be assigned a new Guardian. Every time, she was left to wonder. Well, there would be no more wondering. Not about that. Not about anything, she felt. “You were scared.” “Maybe…but…but you know what I’m fighting out there…” “That doesn’t matter. And that’s not what you’re afraid of, anyway, is it?” Turning to look back at him, Alice looked him over one more time. She’d always thought that he was a strong man, someone that could handle anything that was thrown at him. The dragon’s body was muscular, thick and broad across the shoulders and chest, and his armored scales were supplemented by thick layers of muscle that almost made him look like walking body armor. Powerful claws on fingers and toes added to his arsenal, and his magic made him a potent force to be reckoned with. Or at least, should have. [i]If he had belief in himself, my will wouldn’t have been enough to cancel out his power on me,[/i] she thought. [i]If he believed in himself, in his power, then he would have been able to break me down regardless of how little I believed he could do it.[/i] “You’re scared. Scared that you’re not good enough. That you’ll never be good enough.” “I…I believe…” “You didn’t believe in anything. Not in yourself, not in your support. You’re not making a lover. You’re making someone that can do your job for you.” “No, I’m not!” For the first time, there was a bit of fire in Izug’s voice. He even jumped to his feet, though the gesture was no longer so intimidating as it used to be. Alice matched him in height now, and she had more certainty behind her than she’d had in the past. She met his glare with a cold stare of her own, pushing him back into his chair with nothing more than her own force of personality. When he was seated again, she continued. “You are making a replacement. And I will prove it right now.” “How?” “Whether you were doing this intentionally or not, you’ve turned a human into a dragon.” “You don’t have wings.” “Not yet.” There was every possibility that those would be the next things given to her, considering that he didn’t show any real signs of stopping. “But as I was saying, whether this was intentional or not, you’ve created a dragon out of a human. You’ve given me your scales, your armor, your strength…” Alice reached down, hefting her cock, her balls, pointing them at the green dragon. His cheeks flared up in a blush, but at least he didn’t look away. “You’ve given me these. Do [i]not[/i] tell me that dragons don’t use these to dominate as much as they do everything else.” “…Useless without the pheromones.” “And that’s the point that I was getting to.” The green dragon was puzzled for a moment, then his eyes went wide as realization hit him. “I didn’t…I never gave you…” “Admittedly, I haven’t checked yet. After all, a dragon is immune to their own pheromones…But now that you’re in front of me…let’s test it, shall we?” If she had been transformed to the extent she imagined that she had, then she had more than just the scales and muscles of a dragon. She would have their pheromones, too. Giving her that would have been something of a betrayal of dragon-kind, she imagined. Giving human beings powers that the dragons had kept to themselves, allowing other species to ‘ascend’ to a higher level, would be akin to robbing the dragon species of their special abilities, their special status. They would be more equal if it was shared out. And if Izug had given her that, then it meant that her theory that he didn’t feel ready to be a Guardian was right. He was making a replacement, and for that to work, she needed the magic of dragons as well as the body of one. Getting her fingers soaked in the sweat down between her thighs, rubbing her fingers along her balls and into the slight gap between thighs and crotch, she collected her scent and spread it along her fingers. She couldn’t quite make it out, save for a mild musk, but she doubted that was all that she held. Izug leaned away from her as she approached, but there was nowhere he could go. The apartment was locked, and he seemed to lack the will to truly defy her, now. She reached out, holding her fingers under his snout. “Smell.” “But…but I…please…don’t…” “Izug.” There was no denying her change, even with her eyes so focused on something else. She could still hear it in her voice, the new deep tones impossibly masculine. Alice shook her head, forcing her fingers further under his nostrils, making him take a breath, [i]forcing[/i] him into this experiment with her. “[i]Smell.[/i]” Going so far as to grab him by the back of his head, she held him down over her fingers. He groaned, whimpering, trying to pull back, but there was nothing he could do. He’d made her stronger than him, forcing her to take control, making her the one that called the shots. There was nothing he could do to escape, and they both knew it. Eventually, he was forced to breathe in, and the effects were nearly instantaneous. Though the pheromones were not [i]as[/i] effective on a dragon as they were on a person, she saw his eyes roll back, felt his body relax under her. “Mmmph…strong…” he groaned. “You’re lucky that I am not the angry sort…” That didn’t mean that she wasn’t angry. Far from it. She was verging on furious for having so much of her identity and freedom taken away. Everything that she had worked to gain, the whole reputation as an agent, the position of authority, the chance of a good life… All of it had been wiped away in less than a month. The bosses would look at her and say that she volunteered for it, knowing the risks. They would lock her up and leave her with no chance of retirement, no chance of freedom. With her new body, there was no point in wiping her mind and sending her home. Instead… Alice knew how it would go. As soon as the cameras were examined and her new body discovered, she would be placed in quarantine, where the doctors would go over her with a metaphorical fine-toothed comb and check her for any lingering trace of humanity, any dangers to a human biology, anything worth noting down in their records. Then there would be tests about her capabilities. How strong she was, how her stamina had changed, what her pheromones were capable of versus what a dragon’s could do. That would be noted down, as well. And then, after all that, they would discuss whether she would need to be terminated. No, exterminated. After all, she wasn’t a true dragon. She wasn’t bound under the same contracts that the Guardians were, and if it turned out that she had magic as well as the pheromones, she would be a loose end. She couldn’t be retired the way that human agents could, dumbed down and brainwashed. She couldn’t be used the way that the Guardians were, since she didn’t have their supernatural ways of being bound by a contract that could be magically enforced. Keeping her alive would be a risk. Keeping her around other dragons, other humans, would be a bigger one. Her chances of living a long life were shrinking by the second, and all because of Izug. All because of him and his insecurities. She was angry…so, so very angry…but she didn’t let it rule her. It wouldn’t help, not her, not him, not anyone. Taking a deep breath, she pulled her fingers away. Alice turned from her Guardian, rubbing her head as she walked over to the window. “You’ve made my life infinitely more complicated, Izug.” “I…I didn’t mean to.” That, she was sure, was honesty. He might have been scared, might have looked at her and been intimidated, but he hadn’t meant to take everything away from her. He just wanted to pull at her, to tweak her, to change her. The dragon wanted to see her change, to be like him… But underneath that, he needed someone that could be what he needed to be. What he wasn’t. And that, it seemed, meant that he needed to create a dragon that was stronger, more perverted, and more dominant than he could be. Alice leaned against the window, looking down at the city. She didn’t have wings yet, so she couldn’t imagine what it would be like leaping from building to building out there. She had the pheromones, but didn’t know how to use them. She couldn’t be a Guardian. But…she could be trained as one. [i]Hmm…maybe…[/i] Refusing to get her hopes up, Alice forced herself to back down from the mental ledge, to think it through. Problem. She was no longer useful as an agent and presented a threat in her new form. Solution. Have an offering of oversight from an asset. It was a near-click, but not quite a full one. She was on the right track, but needed more information. She looked out the window again, thinking it through. Izug had been moderately effective at keeping the rogue supernatural forces in check in the city, but he had more work than he knew what to do with, and there had been several points where the Guardian had been surrounded by his enemies. Human agents had been sent in as reinforcements, and there had been casualties every time. Many casualties. What would happen, she wondered, if there was a second Guardian involved? There were not sufficient dragons to assign more than one to a city. For that matter, there were not sufficient Guardians to assign one to every city. In some places, one might have to oversee multiple towns rather than having one in each. Their lines were stretched thin. [i]Definitely an argument to be made about having a helper out there, particularly one that the higher-ups would see as expendable…[/i] And if she pushed Izug as both the more powerful of the pair of them [i]and[/i] the one that came with the idea in the first place… There were weak points in the plan, but no outright holes in it. If she played this right, if she coached Izug on how to present it to the other agents – and to Ben in particular – then she might, might, just have a chance of living through this. Of course, that meant making sure that her Guardian was completely on-board with it, and more importantly, making sure that he had the confidence to actually sell the lie. Because it would be a lie; there was no way that she’d be letting him stay in charge. Not after this. Not when he obviously did not have the mental fortitude, confidence, or intelligence to know what to do in complicated situations. Click. That was the solution. Her only solution. Alice turned back to the other dragon. He hadn’t moved from the couch, but his cock had certainly risen in the interim. He looked like he was rather turned on at the sight of her backside, but as soon as she turned enough for her dick to face him, he was throbbing even harder. [i]I suppose that would make sense. His subconscious made what it needed, and apparently, it needed a bigger male to rule it.[/i] She sighed. [i]Well, if I must, I must.[/i] As she walked back over to him, he seemed to come to his senses. At least, to some extent. He stood up again, rubbing the back of his head. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I should have said that right from the start, but I am. I didn’t mean to make this so…so bad. I just wanted –” Alice didn’t even bother to shut him up. She just grabbed him by the arm, spinning him around, and shoved him down against the chair. He yelped at the sudden movement, only to gasp as she yanked his tail up and out of the way. “What are you doing?!” “I’m giving you what you obviously want.” “I’m the dragon here, not you!” “Semantics.” She slapped her new cock against his ass, rubbing it up and down between the cheeks. She could feel him twitching already, his pucker clenching against nothing as she worked herself against it. As she started grinding right against it, nudging it with the head of her oversized shaft, he shivered. “I…okay, so maybe…maybe I should have…held back…but are you…do you…mmph…your musk…” “Is it getting stronger?” “M-much…” “Good. I want you to see what it’s like. What it feels like to lose your mind to this…” A bit of the anger was coming out, but tempered in rationality. If he was relaxed, if his mind was a bit off, then he would hear what she had to say without all the excuses. Without all the rationalizations that he was doing what he needed to do. That he was right and she was wrong. She needed him to be on her side, and if she had to use pheromones and sex to make it happen, then she would. The green dragon bowed before her, his legs spreading the more he breathed in her scent. Her cock was throbbing hard by now, standing out even bigger than his had been. He, however, was a dragon…she was pretty sure that he could take it. Her red scales glistened as she grabbed hold of her cock, squeezing it around the base and guiding it towards his pucker. Izug grunted, his body shaking a bit, but no longer quite so fearfully. It was interesting seeing the effects of the pheromones from outside. Alice remembered the first time that she got a lungful of them, how she had gone limp, how her body was suddenly heated and warm and ready for sex. It had been like getting high, like her entire body had just decided that it wanted to feel good and would let just about anything happen in order to fulfill that desire. For Izug, it seemed a bit different. He was still trying to fight the scent, though he was losing that battle. His body was able to support itself rather than being completely limp, and she could feel him grinding back. Obviously, the pheromones worked a bit different on dragons, but she could tell that it had taken him from unwilling to very willing. And that was all she needed. Giving her cock one more squeeze, Alice pushed forward, feeling that tight pucker trying to keep her out for a split second before she rammed inside. The dragon grunted under her, his body spasming for a moment or two as she lodged her cock tip inside of him. Alice forced herself to wait, feeling the squeezing and trembling over the sensitive end of her member. [i]Well…that explains why he likes doing this so much…[/i] Rubbing red-scaled fingers along his rump, she pulled the cheeks apart a bit further, looking at how stretched he was. His hole was pushed to its limits, obviously. All the wrinkles that were usually visible around that puckered hole had been stretched out, pulled tight. The rim itself was not the soft pink amid the green scales, but rather a crimson red, much like her cock, all the blood trapped inside and likely making it very – “Mmmmph!” Sensitive, judging by his moan as she slid further in, her cock grinding against his rim as she worked herself deeper. The dragon was shivering under her, and she could smell his pre-cum flowing. Not his musk, so much, but definitely his pre-cum. Every thrust seemed to loosen him up a little bit more, and it didn’t take long before Izug was groaning under her, his muscular ass pressing back against her cock, obviously trying to get more of it inside of him, obviously trying to fill himself up more. Alice was more than happy to give him exactly what he wanted. It took her about a minute to fully sheathe her cock inside of him, but it was a very pleasant minute, for all that he was squirming all over the chair. She chuckled as she felt him squeezing down every time that she introduced a new inch of cock to his hole. If she was honest, she was a little surprised that he was able to take as much as she was giving him, but if he could do it, she wasn’t going to hold back. Another inch, another, and another, each one making him gasp and shiver that much more. His muscular body betrayed him, eventually giving out, forcing her to use the couch to support him properly. He wheezed beneath her, but the constant flow of pre from his cock probably meant that he was enjoying it. Finally, the entirety of her cock was inside of him, holding his hole wide open, his cock pinned against the couch, forced backwards between his legs. The long line of pre-cum running down the fabric was testament to how much pleasure he was getting from this. And now… [i]Now, time to test this out…[/i] She rubbed her fingers under his nose again, feeling him tense up at the smell of her musk. She pushed it against him further, whispering to him as she leaned over his back. Her lips brushed the side of his head as her hips worked slowly, gradually working her cock in and out of him. “You will listen to me…You want to listen to me…” “Want to…want to listen…” Whether it was fear or genuine control over him forcing a response, she didn’t know, and, for once, didn’t care. The variable didn’t matter. She was in charge, and as long as she maintained that control, she would stay in charge. “You want to listen to me. You know that I know better than you. You know that I am smarter, stronger. You made me that way.” “Smarter…stronger…made you that way.” “If I tell you to do something, you’ll do it, because you know I’m right. You know I’m right. You know I’m right because you made me better than you.” “Know you’re right…will do…will do…what I’m told…” The dragon nodded, giving that green-scaled ass a good spank. Izug grunted under her, tightening up for a moment before going a bit loose again. She didn’t mind. She was big enough that he could be as loose as he wanted. In and out, in and out, her whispers slowly filtering down to the dragon below her. She wanted him to understand the reality of the situation. She needed him to understand that he needed to do what she told him to do. And she was smart enough to whisper it all too low for the surveillance devices to pick up, too. [i]Ben will be watching. He’ll know that something happened, but with any luck, he won’t know what.[/i] That was her only hope. As long as she could get Izug to put up a convincing act after this, painting himself as a power bottom that was making a dragon substitute to fuck him – and help him in his fights – then she had a chance. Not a good chance, but a chance. They kept fucking, her thrusting and him pushing back, for nearly half an hour. Alice took her time, making sure that every thrust punctuated a new command, fulfilling another part of her desperate plan. She could feel him pushing back, heard him whispering back with increasing volume. “Fuck me, Alice. Fuck me hard. Why do you think I gave you that cock? Fuck me. Fuck me!” She hid a smile, giving him exactly what he asked for. Her balls smacked against his ass, filling the air with yet another sexual sound. The smack of scales on scales, the rasping as they came apart, the wet, squelching sound of a pre-cum filled, stretched hole: it all added up to a reptilian rut. And she was loving it. Much as she was forcing herself to maintain control, her hips were speeding up almost without her consent, pushing her forward and fucking her dick deeper into the male beneath her. She couldn’t help herself. It felt too good, too hot to fuck him this way. She groaned under her breath, pulling herself upright again, speeding up as she reamed him out. In and out, in and out she went, always slamming in as fast as her hips allowed, always pulling all the way back to her tip before ramming in again. The pleasurable tingles that ran up and down the shaft were so new to her, and only the fact that she was studying it as much as she was experimenting with it kept her from just blowing her load from the intense stimulation. It was so much [i]easier[/i] than when she had enjoyed a cock inside of her. Fucking, using a piece of herself that just stuck forward, was…easy. It was simple to get pleasure from the act of fucking. Her partner didn’t have to be good. She just had to move. And it felt [i]amazing.[/i] [i]Starting to…starting to understand…why guys think with these all the time…hard to ignore them…when they want attention…[/i] That was while she was giving it attention, for that matter. Even while fucking her Guardian, she was already thinking of the other things she could make him do. The other ways that he could pleasure her. His mouth on her cock, for example, or pushing him to return the favor of rimming her, of giving her the chance to see what it was like to have a tongue down there. It was a fun thought. But through it all, there was one big thing, something that even the pleasure couldn’t cover up. She still couldn’t think of human partners as viable. Even now, completely in charge, rutting her partner’s ass as hard as she could and feeling her orgasm on the verge of bursting out, she couldn’t make herself think of a human partner. No females, no males, nothing. Just… Just Izug. She groaned, finally giving in to her need. The red lizard thrust forward, burying his cock deep between those muscular cheeks, and held it there. She felt every pulse running up her dick, every little throb that pulsed through her shaft as it emptied its load inside of the other reptile, and she felt him spasming and shaking beneath her, too. They stayed that way for almost a minute before Alice could bring herself to pull out, groaning as she did. The feeling of her cock sliding free was almost too good, her dick feeling hyper-sensitive from all the rutting. “Well…that was a thing,” she muttered, shaking her head. “Do you have anything to clean up all this slime with?” “Nnngh…under the…under the armchair…” She flipped the cushion over, finding a couple of tissue boxes. Arching an eyebrow, she refused to question it, just pulling a few out and wiping her cock clean before throwing them away. By the time that she was clean, her Guardian was back to normal. Or, at least, as close to normal as he was. She passed him a couple of tissues for himself, sitting down at his side as he wiped his backside clean of seed. “…Are you…still angry at me?” he asked after a few seconds. “…Yes,” she admitted. “Not as much, but yes.” “Is it that bad?” “…Do you really want me to go through that list?” “No.” “Then just take my word for it. It is that bad.” “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be sorry. Be better.” “How?” “Start by doing what I tell you.” And she had a lot of things to tell him, and not a lot of time in which to say it. Ben wouldn’t be long. # It ended up taking ten minutes for the agents to assemble on the other side of the door. Alice looked up at the first knock, then nodded at Izug, knowing that they wouldn’t get long before the door was knocked down. He walked with more confidence than he usually did, though she put at least half of that down to the fact that he had been nose-deep in her crotch for the last five minutes. She’d been ramming her pheromones into his brain for as long as she could to build up his confidence and cementing the story in his head. Now, it was up to him. Ben and the other agents had their weapons drawn. Each of them were armed with a pistol that only contained three shots each, but each bullet was massively more powerful than the standard handgun ammo. It was meant for dealing with supernatural threats, ones that normal bullets wouldn’t stop. [i]Not sure if I should be flattered by that or not,[/i] she thought, leaning back and stretching her arms behind her back. The rope bonds were…not the most comfortable, but she needed to look as inoffensive and harmless as possible. [i]Good thing Izug had some bondage rope….[/i] Her supervisor lowered his weapon as the green dragon let them in, though most of the others kept theirs raised. He looked at her, then at Izug, then back again. “What happened?” he asked. “What the hell happened here?” “You already saw the tapes, I think,” the dragon said. “Tell me. Tell me how this happened. Please. I need something to explain what the fuck I’m seeing here.” [i]Please don’t screw this up, Izug. Please, dear god, do not screw this up.[/i] “I decided that I needed more than a concubine,” the green dragon said. “I needed an assistant.” “She already was your assistant. What the hell is this?” “A potential dragon. Something that can take up the slack in the field, someone that can hold their own instead of getting mowed down like you humans. Someone that can give me what I need…in a way that women can’t.” “This was your idea?” “Yes.” Alice was hoping that she was right about this. The entire lie was predicated on the idea that the sound surveillance in the apartment was of a lower quality than the cameras, and that it was less omnipresent. If it had picked up too much of her conversation with him pre-fucking, then they were screwed. However, if it was as bad as she thought it was, and the agency did its usual thing of relying more on visuals than sound, and the bedroom was less watched than the rest of the hotel room… They might have something. She might just live. “…” Ben sighed. “Take her into quarantine for now. If she’s safe…” He glanced at her for a moment, then to Izug. “You can keep her after that, for now. If the higher-ups decide otherwise, though, then you better be ready to give her up.” Alice barely held back her hiss of relief. It wasn’t perfect, but at least that bought her some time. [i]The chain of command is long and slow. As long as I stay a low priority, as long as I don’t raise my head too high, Ben might just slow down those reports. And if Izug becomes more valuable, his wants will carry more weight, and that might just be the thing that keeps me alive…[/i] Regardless, she had time. As long as the report of her transformation wasn’t fast-tracked – and she should have enough credit with Ben and the others to keep that from happening, and there were always her pheromones – then she had time to plan, and time to execute. That would be good enough. [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]