[b][u][center]Unwittingly Summoned, Part 3 For TeryxC By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] The weasel floated in a trance-like state for longer than he expected, which wasn’t saying much, as he didn’t expect to be floating in that state at all. Nievuhn groaned under his breath from time to time, feeling a bit light and airy, his thoughts disconnected from his body and barely more than wisps of steam when they were able to form. Temporary, weak, unable to sustain themselves before they were blown apart. When he felt something solid beneath him, the weasel latched onto it as tightly as he could, not wanting to float away again. It was hard and smooth, a rock. A rock under his back. At first, he thought that it was just the cave floor, but no. His legs hung over the far side of the rock, and his heels touched water. The fur on top of his head was doing something similar, too, so…he was on a smaller rock? The weasel groaned, trying to pull himself closer to reality, trying to break through the trance that still held him down. There was a pressure on his mind, almost like a blanket tied around a sick person to keep them from flailing around and hurting themselves worse. It wasn’t active pressure, just…there. Nievuhn pushed against it and felt it give. Not much, but a little, enough for him to open his eyes. He wasn’t a weasel anymore, he realized almost immediately. His muzzle had warped, becoming something more like a reptilian snout covered in blue scales. He could make out a bit of a fang sticking out past the edge of his lips, not much of one, but enough to know that his teeth had been changed, too. Something inside forced him to sit up, pulling his legs in tight in a meditative posture. The weasel was helplessly along for the ride, blushing as he felt himself being pulled into a lotus position. It wasn’t [i]too[/i] uncomfortable, since he had done it a number of times before, but the feeling of someone rearranging his posture from inside was still…well, weird was understating it, but it was the only word that came to mind. The pressure and presence in his mind was more familiar now, a bit like when the great feral dragon had been possessing him before. The feeling of two minds in one body was…disturbing, and it made his head feel like it was a little swollen and sick in comparison to the usual feeling. Even the calming sense of meditation didn’t quite get rid of that, though it helped a bit. [i]I wonder how long he’ll keep me here…[/i] That was the question that had been lingering in his mind for some time. Nievuhn had no idea what the dragon actually wanted, besides some sort of horny companionship. If he had known that, maybe he would have felt better about being here, but without that information… The weasel – well, transformed weasel, two-legged dragon, whatever he was at this point – made a weak attempt to try and move. When his body didn’t respond, not even a little, he sighed. [i]Okay, I’m stuck here…stuck here…[/i] He blushed as he felt a different sort of tension between his legs. Since he couldn’t look down, he couldn’t be entirely sure about what it was, but he was pretty sure that he could make a guess. Every male was familiar with morning wood, after all. [i]Mmmph…great…paralyzed, possessed, and my body wants…that…[/i] Nievuhn could tell that his blush wasn’t getting out to his cheeks, but he was definitely blushing in his own head. He couldn’t even reach down to touch himself without permission, and that was about as ridiculous as it got. He waited for a few more minutes in silence, wanting to keep from disturbing his…captor? Possessor? Master? Whatever Teryx was, he tried to be quiet to allow the dragon time to come to him, but after the minutes dragged by, after he was kept more or less paralyzed for so long, there wasn’t any patience left to him. [i]Hello? Are you there?[/i] he whispered in his skull. “Heh, yes, I am,” his voice answered him. [i]Where’s your body?[/i] “Hunting. We will both need sustenance before the day is out.” [i]Mmph…what are you…what are you doing to me?[/i] “Just making a few adjustments. You can’t be a good servant without a few tweaks up here. Attuned…hmmph. You call this attuned?” The weasel wasn’t sure if he should be offended or not. While he had always been aware that his gifts were a bit raw around the edges when it came to magic, Nievuhn knew that he had enough power to be capable of some pretty amazing things. Just because the dragon was better at magic, particularly water magic, didn’t mean that the weasel was useless. Then again.. Nievuhn grimaced as he felt a sudden shock through one part of his brain, then felt a mirroring shock at the end of one arm. He felt another, and another, none of them painful, just…surprising, since it wasn’t supposed to do things like that. [i]What are you doing? Seriously?[/i] “I’m using my mana to rework the different channels for power through your body. It’s not the easiest task, so be quiet. Unless you want to be paralyzed.” That was definitely not something that the weasel wanted. If he was ever going to try and make an escape attempt, he needed all parts of his body working properly. He went quiet, trying to keep from even making a whimper as the little shocks continued up and down his body. The more of them that he felt, the more that he was aware of something else happening just under the surface. He could sense a bit of power that was running through his body, something that was burning to the surface and then subsiding, almost like a tide of raw energy that was getting stronger by the second. He blushed as he felt it running from his head down his body, feeling it lapping more and more around his groin. Knowing that the rain dragon that had captured him was more than a little perverted made him wonder if that was all intentional, but he wasn’t about to start asking about it. Not until it was done. Yet, at the same time, there was no way for him to ignore the swells of power that were pushing through his body. He was used to the feeling of elemental mana, to the sensation of controlling water with his power, but this was something entirely different. This was the element in its purest form, the power that was behind the element itself that was running through his veins. The weasel panted in the back of his head as he felt it growing stronger, more powerful, more pure with each passing second. Soon, he was completely saturated with it, half-expecting his body to break down into water from the way that it was coursing through him. Nievuhn knew that if the dragon hadn’t been possessing hm in that moment, he would have fallen flat on his face and been unable to get up. He groaned, panting as Teryx pushed through his body once more, taking full control and making him stand up. Their blue-scaled body was quite eager to move, the tension in the muscles from being in a meditative pose leaving Nievuhn, at least, rather uncomfortable. Teryx, on the other hand, seemed completely unbothered. The dragon looked down, and they both stared at the thick cock that was pointing out between their legs. Teryx chuckled. “Well, look at that. Hard as a rock and you weren’t even touched.” [i]Not my fault. You’re messing with my body. Hell, you might have crossed wires and made it so that it stays hard permanently.[/i] “Heh, don’t give me ideas, little weasel.” The dragon reached down, stroking a finger along their cock. It was throbbing eagerly, pushing up to meet their fingers, and Nievuhn would have bitten his lip if he had his body to himself at that point. He groaned under his breath as his shaft bounced and twitched, almost ready to spit pre just from that little touch. “My my. Looks like handling my power is a bit much for you.” [i]It’s raw…it’s too primal for my body to take.[/i] “Good thing that you’re using a body more like mine, then.” [i]Only for now. When I cum –[/i] “When you cum. You say that like it’s something that’s inevitable.” The weasel shivered at the implications in that statement. The thought that he might cum and get his old body back was one of the only consolations and bits of control that he had in this situation. To have that ripped away from him seemed like a cruel joke. And yet, the dragon seemed to have no interest in soothing his worries or making him feel better in the slightest. Teryx was already lifting their arms, channeling more magic through them. This time, there were no shocks or barriers or resistance. Nievuhn gasped as he felt the power of the dragon rippling through him, rushing down his veins and then through his fingertips like lightning from the clouds. He spread his fingers out, and then watched as the mana darted from them to the water around his little island. The water rose up in powerful geysers, shooting right for the ceiling and dancing across it. The dragon spun their body around, their hands curling and cupping around invisible balls, and the water that hit the ceiling danced with them as it fell, the raindrops curling into bigger and bigger forms until they were bubbles and baubles of glowing water. Nievuhn was unable to help himself as he studied what the dragon was doing with all that power, learning how the mana was shaped and changed, how it cupped the water and charged it with part of the dragon’s will. Teryx wasn’t just manipulating the mana, but putting parts of himself into it, spreading his mind and will through the magic to make it more potent and more personal. No wonder dragons had such an innate control over the elements. They were part and parcel with what the dragons themselves were. Nievuhn was more than a little impressed, and…well, more than a little aroused. He groaned every time that Teryx cast another spell, feeling the power rushing through every part of his body, including his dick and his balls and…his ass. He groaned as he felt the rippling, almost like a touch directly on the nerves beneath scales and flesh, and he gasped when he felt the tingles running through the most sensitive parts of his body. His cock continued to grow and throb, and he started to think that he might blow his load long before Teryx even finished with testing out their new limits. Just as he felt he might go over the edge, though, the dragon stopped. Teryx seemed to turn to him in his mind, and then chuckled. “Look at you. Are you that weak, really? That eager to blow your load and lose all of this?” [i]I…I can’t…it’s so…good…[/i] “I know, but you should be better able to control yourself. A pity. I suppose I will have to help.” The dragon did just that, too, reaching down and grabbing their dick. The weasel was forced to watch as the dragon’s claw drew some sort of rune, or glyph, or something like that over the base of their cock. It was glowing already, fueled with the power of the mana surging through them. The next spell was nearly as powerful as the last ones, pulling the water up to rise over the edge of their little island. Rather than feeling it collapse on top of them, though, Teryx channeled his mana and will through the water, pulling it up, and up, and up, almost like they were on a floating rock that was diving down instead of going up. Soon, they were utterly surrounded by water, giving the illusion of diving into the lake beneath them. Fish swam and darted about through the rising currents, some actually looking positively annoyed at the treatment that they were getting, while others seemed to play with it, even darting through the open air above his head. “Heh, you are certainly a viable channel for my power, now.” [i]This is…this is insane…[/i] “The power of dragons exceeds all expectations.” That was for sure. Nievuhn wasn’t entirely sure what dragons were supposed to be able to do, but this…this was certainly more than he expected to do for himself. Before he could say anything else, Teryx folded them up in another meditative pose, sitting down and holding their hands out before him. “You need to learn how to use more magic of your own. I will not have a Champion that can’t manage more than the basics on his own.” [i]What do you mean?[/i] “An offer I’ll explain in a bit. For now…let’s teach you the basics of healing…” [i]I know how to do that.[/i] “You know less than the fundamentals. Do this.” Teryx forced information between their minds, a clump of data that was more than the weasel was used to dealing with. Nievuhn grunted as he struggled to absorb it, realizing that there was a moment of freedom there…and then a bit more. He looked down at his hands, realizing that the dragon had offered him his upper body back for the moment. The weasel was tempted for a moment to use that power to try and escape…but only for a moment. The dragon was still there, still very present in the back of his mind, and he knew better than to think that this meant he was free. It just meant that he was being tested. Knowing that, he forced himself to focus more on the power that he had been given, and the knowledge that had been imparted to him. It was a rough lesson, and Teryx was not the best of teachers. The dragon alternated between being over-relaxed and over-strict, annoyed when the weasel wasn’t getting what was so easy to the big guy. No matter how many times Nievuhn reminded Teryx that the dragon was just a natural at this and he had to learn it from scratch, Teryx seemed to think that he should just know it without even trying. “You’re a mage. Do it right.” [i]I’m learning. Just because I’m attuned –[/i] “Doesn’t matter. You should have some better grasp of this to come out adventuring. How did you get accepted by your guild if this is all you can do?” All. Nievuhn wondered if Teryx understood the sheer difference between what the dragon could do and what the rest of the world assumed magic was capable of. The power that was running through his veins was such that only the greatest of the attuned could match it, and the fact that he was not even channeling all of it told him that the dragon was probably using more energy than he needed to for most of the tasks that he set himself. Dragons were definitely more about brute force, it seemed. Regardless, he kept trying, forcing himself to focus on the power that was in his hands, in his veins. The first few attempts were weak, barely able to summon the power to the palms of his hands for the healing spells that Teryx had in mind. The fish that kept falling down around him made for good targets, allowing him to channel healing mana and life into them to keep them alive before putting them back in the water, but it was hard to hold that power there, particularly with the…distraction…down below. With every passing second, the mana that he was working with, the power that he was channeling, felt like an ever-growing vibrating buzz down between his legs. He struggled to keep his attention on the power he was wielding, on the magic itself, but it was so hard when it felt like his cock was being teased the whole time. His balls were not much better off. The constant passage of power through him meant that they felt like they were under assault by tongues and teasing, lapping waves of pleasure all the time. It took everything he had to keep his mind on the magic, and he swore that he should have cum. Really, really should have cum. There were several times when he heard moans through the mental connection between him and Teryx, and he was pretty sure that the dragon, at least, was actually enjoying himself. Nievuhn groaned under his breath, shaking his head as he filtered the power through the twelfth fish in an hour, pushing the creature back into the water. “I think…I think I’m…getting it…” he said, finally able to use their mouth. “Good. Then we can stop for now.” The water fell all at once. Not gracefully, not slowly, but suddenly, splashing up around them and nearly knocking Nievuhn off the rock he stood on. The inner weasel yelped, but the dragon stood completely still. “There. Now, we can focus on this.” Teryx reached down to their cock, giving it a few strokes. Nievuhn almost instantly collapsed in the back of their head, his eyes metaphorically rolling back at the extreme pleasure and sensitivity in his cock. “Holy…good…god…” “You think that’s good? Heh, try this.” The dragon spat in his palm, gripping the base of their shaft before cupping the head against his smooth hand. Then – “NNNNNGH!” The pair of them moaned, the dragon and the weasel both on their knees, their body shaking hard as Teryx mercilessly ground his palm against the head of their cock, polishing it ruthlessly, teasing their most sensitive part. The pair of them moaned at the top of their lungs, unable to help it. Yet… Nievuhn couldn’t cum. This body…this body was restricted from that, unable to get the pure pleasure of release that it needed. He strained, trying to get it, but even now, he couldn’t control his body. His arms had been taken back from him, and his cock belonged to the dragon. Belonged to Teryx. Belonged to his teacher/master. Hump, hump, hump went their hips, grinding the head of their cock against that slippery palm, polishing it with spit and pre and leaving them soaking wet down there. It was hot and wet and messy, and… And it was good. And it was so damn frustrating. “Mmmph…oh yeah…oh yes…oh, this is so much…easier!” Teryx moaned through their lips, obviously cumming wherever the feral dragon actually was. He could feel the sudden wave of release through their mental bond, the pleasure of someone else’s orgasm almost like a phantom sensation of his own. It bounced off his brain, going back – “MMMMMPH!” And the presence of the rain dragon in his head devolved into pleasurable sounds that kept rippling back and forth between their brains, echoes of repeat orgasms rippling through everything that he could hear. [i]How…what…how…[/i] Nievuhn was given no answers, just frustration as he was made to keep stroking his cock through the whole mess. # He was still being forced to stroke himself when he heard the hard thump of the dragon returning. Nievuhn struggled to open his eyes, looking through hazy water film over his eyes at the feral walking into the cave. [i]He can control…both of us…at once now…[/i] It was a bit of a scary thought, he had to admit. A very scary thought. Teryx, the real Teryx, dropped a haunch of venison down on the ground, ripping a bit of it off for the weasel. He seemed to retreat from his mind, leaving the weasel alone in his head once more. Or at least, seemed to. Nievuhn wasn’t sure that he could be alone with the dragon body still being his current shape. He groaned as he sat down, trying to get comfortable on the edge of the island as the dragon ate through what he’d brought back for himself. Trying to find the words for what he wanted to say, the weasel in scaly form gradually found himself reaching down for his cock. It was still so hard, throbbing with need, and he groaned when he realized that it hadn’t cum yet. There had been so many orgasms from his teacher that he had half-thought that maybe he’d gotten one during the whole mess, something that would have made him feel better about everything that he was going through, but no. He was still pent-up, still needy. And despite everything, he couldn’t keep himself from stroking his dick as he looked the other dragon over. “What…what did you…mmph…do to me?” he asked. “I made sure that you wouldn’t be cumming without earning it,” Teryx said. “Seemed like a good way to keep your power high.” “Mmmph. That…that’s not fair…” “And it makes sure that I can keep an eye on you. [i]And[/i] it makes sure that you look the part. After all, no need for my Champion to look like anything less than a proper dragon.” “What…what is all this…Champion business?” he asked. It was so hard to try and sound tough when his dick was basically dominating his thoughts. He swore that his brain was moving down to the little head, refusing to stay in his skull where it belonged. Teryx seemed to be aware of his annoyance, too, which only made it more awkward. The feral chuckled, his mane rustling around as he shook his head. “My Champion. A dragon avatar, if you want to look at it that way. One that has been blessed by the power of a true dragon, who may carry out their will, and embody the good of dragons in the world,” Teryx explained. “The position would come with a general increase in magical might, as you’ve seen, as well as a, frankly, much more appealing body.” The weasel wanted to complain about that, but there was little he could say. Both physically and literally, considering he was huffing and puffing as he humped his hand. Teryx continued. “Essentially, you will be my mouthpiece in the world at large. You will go out there and show the world that dragons are not as bad as we’re made out to be, and you will do my will among those that you find. Pretty simple, really.” Despite everything that had happened to him so far, Nievuhn considered it as carefully as he had done everything else in his life. Which was to say, very. The boost in power would mean a great deal, particularly to someone that was, admittedly, starting out as one of the Attuned and wasn’t that good at his job yet. There were very few connections to be made, and he had gotten into the guild on the fact that he was Attuned, not the fact that he was good with his magic. On the other hand, he would be making a deal with the devil, metaphorically speaking. The rain dragon would have full control of him on a more or less permanent basis, and that would leave him with very little in the way of personal freedoms. Not to mention the possibly permanent chastity that might come with that deal, considering that Teryx seemed to prefer this form to his normal one. “Could I…think it over?” Nievuhn asked. “Of course. You may take the chamber down the tunnel, to the left.” The dragon nodded his head to a part of the chamber that had been flooded out, the water moving out of the way and revealing a mostly dry, slightly puddly path. The transformed weasel nodded in thanks, then hurried out of sight. As soon as he found the chamber at the end, he sat himself down on the raised bit of smooth rock that probably was supposed to serve as a bed. There were many things to think through, and not a lot of time in which to do the thinking. [i]I’m going to be locked down here if I say yes,[/i] he thought. [i]If I let him have this…[/i] But did he even have an option? Teryx had vaguely presented it as something that he needed to decide on, but that might be the sort of ‘decision’ that had only one right answer. At best, he could be kept here until he changed his mind to the one that the dragon wanted to hear, and at worst, Teryx might decide that he could get someone else to agree more easily. Attuned weren’t common, but it wouldn’t be impossible to find another one. He groaned, leaning forward as he rubbed his head in his hands. [i]What am I going to do?[/i] Nievuhn couldn’t even get away from the sight of himself. The walls all around him were lined with water perfectly shaped to form a reflection. While it was more transparent than a mirror, it meant that he was seeing himself from a number of angles, and he blushed as he looked at his blue-scaled form. He had been made more muscular than he had ever been as a weasel, with a physique that would have put just about anyone on his old party to shame. Even the orc, with all his muscles, didn’t quite match up to this. And his cock… Nievuhn groaned as he looked down at his dick. It was still hard, still throbbing, still begging for attention. His hand went to it without any hesitation, and he started stroking it again. [i]Maybe…maybe I can push through…cum and change back…[/i] He shivered, watching the blue dragon in the ‘mirror’ jerking himself off frantically. First with one hand, then with two, the shaft big enough to almost require such attention. He bit his lips, trying to keep himself on track, trying to force himself to stroke faster, to find every sensitive spot on his cock so that he could just blow his load and turn back into his real form. Yet, no matter what he did, no matter how he flicked his thumb over the head of his cock, no matter how he teased that spot just beneath the tip, no matter how he tugged his balls or squeezed his cock, it refused to blow his load. He could feel it trying, straining, but something held him back. [i]The glyph.[/i] Nievuhn looked down at the base of his cock, staring at the glowing bit of power that had been sealed to him. Even without Teryx’s mana being pushed through him, it still glowed as brightly as it had during their lessons. That was what was keeping him back. That was what was holding his orgasm at bay. If he could just get rid of it… The weasel-turned-dragon walked over to the water wall, staring right at the reflection of himself, and jammed his dick right into the swirling, shimmering wall of water in front of him. Maybe that would wash it away? No, it didn’t. He could still see the glow through the water, illuminating him. He reached through, trying to wash it away while still stroking himself, but it was useless. The glyph remained, and his excitement simply could not peak. Not properly, even though he felt his libido slamming against the magical wall between him and his needed release. The former weasel threw himself back to his bed, falling down on all fours, humping into his hand while his tail went high. He whimpered, trying desperately to get off, but the satisfaction wouldn’t come. Even when he bent his tail about, even when he shoved it up his hole and started fucking himself as hard as he was fucking his fingers, his release wouldn’t come. He battered his prostate with his tail, hitting his little pleasure button as hard as he could, and he swore he was probably loosening his hole to hell and back… But he couldn’t stop. Not yet. Not when he might possibly get something. Not when he needed to change back. An hour later, he managed a ghost of an orgasm. Not a true one, merely a dry, rattling release that gave him no satisfaction. He flopped onto his back, panting and groaning as he stared down at his dick. [i]No. I can’t…I can’t be his champion…and I can’t stay here.[/i] Teryx had already done so many things to him. If he stayed, then he ran the risk of being transformed even further every day. He had lost his old body. What if the dragon decided that a Champion should stay on all fours? What if he eventually became nothing but a repository for Teryx’s consciousness? What if he lost everything, just becoming a puppet with no input on his body whatsoever? That was all possible with a being of the dragon’s power. His only chance was to get away before Teryx could do more to him. If he put enough distance between him and the rain dragon, then maybe, just maybe, he would be able to cut the spell apart. [i]It’s the only chance I have.[/i] Nievuhn forced himself out of bed, each hand gripping the other to keep from grabbing their dick and going back to stroking it off. He walked down the tunnel again, hesitating at the exit before sticking his head out to see if Teryx was awake. His captor was asleep. Snoring, laying in a pool of water, streaked with seed that was rapidly disappearing. [i]He must have orgasmed as many times as I didn’t,[/i] the weasel-turned-dragon thought, glaring at the big feral in envy. [i]Taking everything from me…[/i] The temptation to do more than escape raised its head, but he pushed it back down. Killing Teryx now might not actually reverse the spell, or break it. It might even seal the dragon’s transformation - or even his consciousness - onto him all the more securely, making it impossible to break. Besides, he doubted that he could do enough with his magic, even now, to do any real damage to a sleeping dragon. He’d thought that they were powerful before, but after feeling his captor channeling his power through his body… Well, it was safe to say that nobody knew the true power of a feral dragon. Not yet. Keeping low, Nievuhn hustled his way out of the cave and ran down the sides of the mountain. He didn’t dare to move slow, even though he knew that one wrong move would send him careening down to almost certain death. After all, he hadn’t been able to escape the forest with the others after their first visit to the cave. He wasn’t going to make the mistake of walking this time. He was going to run. Run as fast as his legs would carry him, and hope that he found some sort of tunnel route. Water elements had issues with earth, from time to time. Maybe, if he was lucky, Teryx was one of them, and he could get back to the city and safety. [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]