Space Cowboy Tannim And Muriel The Feisty Star Steed Heroine
by tannim
December 31, 2010

	"Come on, Muriel, the juggerbeasts of Eldi Sevento are on the march!" Tannim dashed around the back of their camp site. "We need to... ok, WHEN you're finished watering the rock garden."

	He left Muriel to run the hose spraying liquid helium over their the newly forming rocks in the magma pool.  He wasn't sure why she wanted a rock garden there, but with females, he knew he could never understand it.  He ran into their space house to get his space hat.  As a space cowboy he needed it to be properly dressed for roping some baddies!

	Muriel finished and shut off the flow before running after the dragon.  She tripped over his scrotum on the way in to retrieve her Fez hat, but rolled and hopped dexterously back to her feet without even slowing down.  Her pretty eyes shone as she sat down in front of her pretty hat.

	She reverently, well, ok, she quickly grabbed it with both feet and tossed it up into the air.  Tannim looked over at her while he snugged his own cowboy hat on, and watched it land on her head.  The moment it touched her head her body grew.

	Long cheek roughs drifted into beautiful streamers of fur hanging from her face.  Her ears swelled with them.  A moment later her whole body thickened and elongated.  The tuft of fur on her chest grew puffier, her breasts drew the dragon's attention as they grew too, each bigger than his hand.  Her hips widened, her legs grew long and thick.  Her bushy tail swelled past seven feet, then eighth then nine to nearly fifteen feet in length.  The rest of her grew just a bit longer until she was more than twice Tannim's seven and a half feet in height.

	With her magic Fez, she could run amongst the stars faster than her less intelligent cousins could be squished by moving vehicles.  Behind her Tannim picked up his scrotum, coiled it around his shoulder like a long climbing rope, and vaulted up onto her pretty armless body.  She looked back to tell him to hold on, but his feet were already wrapping around her middle and his hands squeezed around her to cup her breasts.  With a swish of his tail and a flap of his wings, he was ready to go.

	He pushed a button in his hat as Muriel lept into the sky.  The planet below faded and a voice announced to anybody in general as far as the vacuum wouldn't carry the sound anyway.  "Space Cowboy Tannim and his Feisty Star Trekking Heroine Companion and Mount BRAVELY rush to the aid of ..." The voice paused to allow tannim and Muriel to each say the wrong planet together. "... from the ..." Another pause for them both to try to remember what they were going to face with Muriel getting it correct and Tannim deciding to go along with her answer, "... in their never ending quest, from 11:30 am to 1:15 pm monday through thursday excluding days ending in Y that fall on a number beginning with One, to fight evil and bind evildoers up with The Scrotal Lasso of Justice!"

	For show, Tannim grabbed his scrotum in his left hand, made a quick lasso and swung it in the air, if there had been any air anyway, behind him.  He leaned back for the best dramatic effect and opened his mouth to mouth the words "Beware, the Balls of Fate are Coming!" into the emptiness of space.   He kept swinging his masculine rope around as they passed Saturn with his sheriff's star gleaming in the light of a few stars.

	The dragon had to check where they were going several times, as Muriel flew erringly this way and that under his rather poor directions.  With his tendency to say the wrong way she had to guess what he really meant while pushing ever onward.  Her large feet hopped on nothing as though somehow solidifying the dark matter that exists everywhere in space.

	Every push of her legs sent them further and faster until stars and nebulae flashed past them.  Her long cheek ruffs fluttered in the friction of vacuum sucking at her body while Tannim spent his time leisurely masturbating and ejaculating onto her back throughout the trip.  Their trail back was clear from the white globs of dragon spunk still floating endlessly in the void.

	At last their goal was in sight, just a few hundred light years away with no major planets in their line of sight.  Muriel swished her tail in excitement and tannim spun up his lasso again. The Juggerbeasts were still migrating toward the planet of Eldi Sevento, all six hundred million of them, and Both dragon and squirrel knew they would eat the planet dry of food in just a few millenia!  The massive beasts, with their two heads and three eyes, looked up at him with the bestial boredom usually only seen in apathetic marmosets who'd been sat on by one cow too many.

	The two space heroes, or at least THE space hero and THE space Heroine, nodded together and said "RIGHT!" before Muriel charged forward.  Clinging to her back with one hand, Tannim hurled his fleshy lasso past the first beast to the one behind it.  He cheered in triumph as the rope snugged tight around the beast's muzzle, as he wasn't about to admit that he'd really been aiming for the one in front, and shouted for his mount to run.

	Muriel took off again, running around the ten or so thousand miles of juggerbeasts.  As she ran, Tannim stood up with his feet pressed to her butt and his hands around her armless shoulders.  His hips and tail were lifted to let his incredibly stretched scrotum stretch further still.  The dragon couldn't feel his testicles at the other end anymore, though knew the beast with them on its muzzle would be tugging at his sturdy spermatic cords inside the soft skin behind them.

	The feisty squirrel heroine skidded in the vacuum as she took the corner too sharp around the juggerbeasts, but her toes dug into the nothing for better grip and found enough traction to stop her skid at just two hundred ninety four miles before darting around the rest of the way.  She stole a look over her shoulder to see Tannim still letting loose the rope as she passed the three quarters mark.

	Forty thousand miles was longer than usual for him, she knew, she hoped he could handle it.  The beasts looked at a loss for words, being unable to speak, and didn't seem to know what to make of their strange binding or being squished together tighter and tighter by the length constricting around them.  Their obvious lack of general understanding of what was happening made their captors, well, Tannim anyway, smirk and tug the special rope tighter.

	They were nearly next to the first two juggerbeasts before Muriel saw that a few of the invaders had noticed they were in three dimensional space and had simply crawled up over another of their kind.  She told her rider and Tannim grunted in agreement at the observation.  They had to think fast, as more were moving up or down.

	"Well, we have two choices.  Either we give up and go home for a job close enough to well done, or... we wrap them up entirely!" Tannim rubbed at his incredibly taut nut sack.  More than forty thousand miles was a fair stretch, even for him. "Maybe I could expand the skin though."

	Muriel looked thoughtful, then left her rider and ran away.  The dragon looked at her retreating figure, then pulled out a glass of tea.  They could hurry when she got back.  She was only gone a couple minutes before she wasn't gone at all.  She didn't tell him what she was up to, and he was too busy masturbating to a sexy bestial juggerbeast whose tail was bent up by the masculine rope holding her to notice.

	His mount took them in a zigzagging pattern through the animals, putting something in front of each and every one of them.  When she was done, Tannim's scrotum had stretched several hundred thousand miles and had narrowed to nearly a centimeter in diameter from the extreme stretch.  Together they watched the juggerbeasts slowly focus on the paper in front of them, then roll their eyes madly and back away from the planet.

	With the beasts desperately wanting to leave, the duo easily herded them off toward a different planet, populated only with horrible grass monsters that nobody would miss.  Danger averted, Tannim finally grabbed one of the floating papers to read while he reeled in his manhood.  He laughed in approval at his feisty companion's evil scheme.

	"Wow, that was NASTY, Muriel... Saying Rush Limbaugh and Glenn Beck were going to be on the planet doing a show would drive ANY sane creature away!"

	Muriel preened her cheek ruffs with a foot and looked pleased with herself. "Thank you, it was just a little thought I had to scare them."  She looked up him as he industriously tugged on his groin. "When are you going to shell out the fifty four bucks for the automatic winding machine?" The look he gave her made her flick her tail in dismissal. "Fine... fine... So how many miles do you have left, then?"