Tannim and the Mean Ol' Mew
by tannim
May 07, 2010

	Tannim grunted and made a face, that hamburger was NOT good.  His wings flapped and kept him up in the air. His legs trailed in the wind, his arms let go of the bag of crappy fast food.  His mouth opened in a toothy laugh hearing the splat and yell behind him.  'That'll teach the bastards to sell sub par sub par food.' He thought ho himself.  Feeling a rumble in his gut he looked for a place to make a deposit.

	GURGLE

	"Oh... shit... I hope!" He dove to some trees, his long scrotum trailing four yards behind him and thunking into the ground near the tree base.  "Unn... it'll have to do!"

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	Meepy the Mew kicked a small walnut.  He was bored and the park was annoyingly void of any hot female flesh to look at, hell there weren't even any ugly people to think about making fun of but not actually make fun of while they were around.  The mew walked through the grass soft park grass, kicking the dropped walnuts until he noticed something odd near one tree.

	The object turned out to be a dropped baby bottle squeaky toy for a dog and he sighed in disappointment. "Damn, why can't they leave anything FUN laying around?!   Is a fucking 52 inch LED tv REALLY to much to ask?!"	The mew leaned against the tree, bent over, picked up the bottle and squeezed it. "Not even a ... well, THAT'S an odd sounding squeak!"

	Meepy scratched his head and squeezed it again.  "THPPPPPPPPPPPP FUCKING DAMN!" The mew looked around.  He squeezed it one more time and got a similar noise and groan.  Frowning he walked around the tree and found something else unusual dangling down from it.

	"I THOUGHT that voice sounded familiar." He smirked to himself.

	The mew's gaze ran from the very unusual testicles laying on the ground along the obscenely long scrotum up to the dragon he knew was hidden somewhere in the foliage of the tree.  He leaned against the tree, considering as he listened to the sigh of relief and the voice from the tree above.  "Holy crap I'm glad it was just a false alarm..."

	Meep considered the grinning face of his more or less friend slash mortal enemy slash general wise ass tannim the dragon.  A thought formed in his mind, one that made him grin evilly.  He couldn't help wringing his hands together in anticipation while picture a picture of a ball with black and white checkered pattern on it.  Oh it was going to be SWEET.

	The mew stepped back, closed one eye and lined up the dragon's nicely sized testicles balls.  He  aimed left, then right, then stepped back further and walked around, still deciding which direction would be the most fun.  At last he stopped and smirked while facing directly at the broad tree trunk.

	"Yeah... just perfect. This'll show the bastard!" Meepy muttered after taking a deep breath.

	He stepped back a good four feet, then ran forward and SLAMMED his toes into the exotic dragon sack.  The two balls inside indented nearly the length of his foot from the force of the kick and they, and the long scrotum attached to them, flew towards the tree trunk.  If he'd aimed a TINY bit more to the right and he might even have hit it.

	Meepy stomped in frustration as the long scrotum flew past the tree.  It was two seconds later, seconds the mew had squandered with his frustration, when the dragon in the trees yelled in pained surprise  It was also two seconds after the kick that Meep's lights went out.

	Tannim's testicles flew around the tree, coiling under the branches still fully attached to the dragon's groin, and swung around like a tether ball to slam into the back of Meep's head.  The second impact brought tannim falling out of the tree.  His wings caught him as he fell to the ground and onto his knees, cupping his groin where his balls would have been if he not for years of scrotal stretching.

	Not far from where he landed, Meep lay dazed and confused.  The dragon's balls lay a couple inches from his stunned muzzle, with the long cord behind them draped over the mew's face.  Both testciles were were swelling a bit from the kick and darker from the rapidly forming toe shaped bruises.   Pulses of very male agony ran up along the long length of soft masculine rope to Tannim's body.  He grunted and at the first several before his hands let go of their instinctive grip.

	The dragon reached up to grip his stiffening cock and stroke it while he felt the familiar pain of a hard ball busting.  His cock swelled just like his balls, but felt a lot better as he rubbed it and pleasured himself to it and the adrenaline it gave him.  He looked over to Meep and muttered to himself.

	"I thought he liked girls, if he wanted to play footsie he just had to ask!"