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Taboo Fantasies Abound!	By : Seje_For_Days Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 49670 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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For Draco, my Draco.
THE SMUT MUST GO ON!

A Mage's Work Is Never Done-When two mages of the dragon species, what spells will be cast? What will transpire? And what does a Hydreigon know about magic? Seriously, that's just wrong.

AND NO, IT'S NOT ME...
Sorta...
ONWARD TO SMUT ADVENTURES, MY SMUT SQUIRES!

Non-Request One-shot-"Dragon Mage Troubles"-M Hydreigon Pokemorph X M Dragon(Magic, Mind Control involved!)
"Um...Hello there?" A black dragon clad in a simple T-shirt and some ragged shorts looked up from his meditative position and saw another dragon...if he could call it that. For one, his wings just looked like tattered cloth, he had no hands-they were just heads, and his feet were stumps.
"Can I help you?" The weird dragon stumbled back a bit before,
"Are you...'Draconicon'?" The hydra,as Draconicon felt was appropriate, held up a piece of paper with an white "D" on it. One of his stream ads, Draconicon thought.
"Yes, I am he. And who do I owe the pleasure?"
"Tom...I'm a Hydreigon...on two legs..." The newly identified Tom gestured to all of him, left "hand" cheering for some reason and his other "hand" barking his disagreement with the treatment.
"Hmm...Nice to meet you, I guess." The black drake held out a hand to shake, but Tom only stared at it.
"Uh...Sorry, I haven't shook hands since...well I can't remember...But the only way we can pull this off is with a hug." Drac shrugged before giving the hydra a quick one-armed hug.
"Alright, so what brings you here?" They stood outside of Draconicon's residence in the almighty Yiffberg, the number one city for friendships, furries and intercourse in existence. His house was designed like one dragon in the wild would have-cave entrance, dark interior.
"I hear you're a mage."
"That is correct."
"A-and I was wondering...if...I could...learn a thing or two from you..."
"Hmm...That would depend on what you already know..."
Tom smiled a bit, showing off his two sharp canines. "I'm a good ice mage."
"Wait...since you're a Pokemon...Shouldn't you be weak against that?"
Tom merely smiled wider before he put his hands in front of his muzzle. Extending them out, a stream of icicles floated stationary in the air, trailing behind his right head. He moved his arms around until Drac could see a shape forming...It was a staff that glowed with cold energy as he drew it out of thin air. He broke it, and the sound was of breaking glass.
"So that's how I get my ice working." The hydra announced, dropping the act of light and nature in a mix like a stone. Draconicon shook his head for a second before responding,
"Yeah...So, when do we get to the good magic Tom?" Tom, as evident by his appalled stare when Drac asked the question-Pokemon on two legs, felt hurt at that.
"What's wrong with cryomancy? It's fun and a good defensive mechanism." he countered. His right head snapped at the black dragon as it was pointed towards him. Rude and slightly wet.
"Ice is rather annoying to get rid of in my case."
"Melt it with pyromancy."
"I don't dabble with that."
Tom groaned. He sure did shift personalities once he showed his colors. "See why we're here sharing spells? Besides, I'm sure you have barrier spells I need to make my house here in Yiffberg safe. "Irresistible" came back around my house asking me again to "break my record", but I declined and kicked him out as usual."
The record Tom speaks of is the Yiffberg impossible record-go more than a week without sex. It's surprising that Tom even made it past ten days without feeling the urges a dragon would get for sex. Unfortunately for his accomplishment, he caught the eye of "Irresistible". Draconicon hasn't met Irresistible, but he's sure to catch a glimpse of him while he's here at Tom's house.
"So, you need my help to learn about making barriers?" Draconicon summarized, hoping to use up as little time as he has. Tom nodded the affirmative.
"I just need something for full-day protection. None of the complex stuff." The black dragon mulled it over, pulling on his T-shirt from the heat. He could teach Tom with a thing or two...or just walk away and go back to his line of work...Eh, dragons stick together.
"Alright, fine. I'll teach you a thing or two that I know, then I'm leaving."
"Deal!" Tom's left head cried out in happiness while the right head merely grumbled. Looks like split personalities in one body. Draconicon beckoned Tom to come closer, the Brutal Pokemorph leaning in to hear what he had to say.
"All you need is..." Some unintelligible whispering later, Tom shot his head back.
"Are you kidding me!?" he yelled.
"I kid you not."
"That's all I need to say?"
"All you need to say."
"Fuck my life!..." To put his head into his...heads and sighed in resignation. The atmosphere grew awkward before Tom suddenly groaned.
"Dammit...There go the urges..." Draconicon knew it; there had to be a reason why he hadn't indulged in them. He didn't. The black winged reptile watched his fellow dragon go into his satchel and pull out a pill bottle. He shook it, only to come up short. Said pill bottle met the opposite side of the street with a loud impact.
"I'm out!? Oh fuck...Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Tom paced around the yard, stopping to groan every now and then.
"Um...if I may...?"
"What?"
"There are some spells that-." The speed of light could be the way to describe how fast Tom grabbed Draconicon by his shoulders.
"Magic doesn't work! Believe me, I tried! I need pills...Walk to the store with me."
"But..."
"Please Drac..." Time was the enemy here. Draconicon could deny this, get on with his own life, and read the newspaper tomorrow about a certain hydra going on a fuck-spree. That would be amusing to read...but the look on Tom's face sorta melted his otherwise cold heart. As the black dragon sighed, he hoped that Kiki would be alright with a longer wait-their friendship was already on thin ice.
"Okay fine...Where are we going then?"
"To a shop! Follow me!" With enthusiasm Havok could match any day, Tom dragged Drac onto the streets.
The walk was slightly uneventful. First, they had to pause so Draconicon could try and see how magic affects Tom's urges, only to come up short with just a reduced erection. Not enough to laugh at, just so passerby won't gawk at its full mast. Next, there was a crowd on the streets on the main road, so they had to double back because of traffic. And lastly, Tom was being hit on by a twink tiger boy, whom was rejected rather harshly.
When they reached their destination, they had to maneuver around a couple of lions sucking each other off in a 69. It woulda been a good scene for imagery, but alas Drac wasn't allowed any stay as he was yanked into the store.
"Has anyone ever told you that your eyes look like cum pools?" Tom commented, getting no response. Of course he didn't get a response-the black dragon didn't know if it was a compliment or an insult. The store looked like your typical store in Yiffberg-everything you're looking for plus sex products. This time, it looked like a drug mart with some sex powders and rings. The powders drew the black drake's interest, so he went to that aisle while Tom went to the counter for the pills.
The shelves had all sorts of sex powders, from libido to body part enlargements. One in particular drew Drac's eye and he picked it up.
"'Numbing Powder: Take control of someone for 24 hours and watch them become that stick in the mud to your personal slave! For permanent effects, have them taste it and see how quickly their wills bend to your whims!'...Hmmm, seems somewhat legit..." He put that back and saw another one labeled, "Feet".
"'The perfect remedy for foot musk amplification. Once you take a whiff of this...You're guaranteed to have people who'd say no to your toes worship your soles...Hehe, that rhymed." Just as Draconicon was about to put the powder container back-
"Gimme your money!" a yell sounded through the store, making Drac look to see someone dressed in all-black with a ski mask holding a dagger towards Tom, the poor hydra rooted to the spot with his heads up. From his perspective, he could make out a muzzle in the mask. The black drake was also facing towards the back of the assailant, so if he were to do anything, he'd have the element of surprise. But what to do...?
His gaze dropped to the powders he just put on the shelf, grabbing them again. He tossed them in his hands in thought.
'Hmm...Looks like a couple of my professions come in handy here.' Draconicon smiled before he opened the foot musk enhancer and took a whiff of that. Kinda strong, so he closed the cap quickly. He then took out the mind control powder, opened the cap with a flick of a claw and tossed it to the bandit.
"Hey! Leave him alone!" Just as he predicted, the crook looked towards the person who called at him and got a face full of powder. The robber coughed and heaved for oxygen before he suddenly dropped his dagger and stood upright. Tom backed away slowly from him.
"Uh...Did it work...?" Draconicon asked no one in particular, checking the bandit over.
"Did what work Master?" the crook responded, confirming the bent will.
"Alright then." Time to test it…" Strip." Instantly, the bandit shoved his clothes off his body, revealing himself to be a reptile, as his dark green scales and slit pupils stared at Drac with no emotion or free will.
"Anything else Master?" the lizard asked, standing at attention with his tail hanging limp behind him.
"Hmmm..." Drac paused for a second. He could have some fun with this little occurrence while he's here. "Stroke yourself."
With a wordless nod, the lizard set to doing just that, shamelessly rubbing the outside of his slit before his hemipenes began to poke out into the warm, summer air. He was fully erect in no time and he was casually rubbing his cocks like he was rubbing the head of his son. Sirens outside signified the arrival of authorities.
"Uh Drac?...Whatever you're doing there needs to stop..." Tom commented, noting the fast-approaching hounds that was Yiffberg law enforcement.
"Don't worry Tom, I got this...For now on, you're a slut. You get off on sex with you as the bottom. When people act commanding to you, you offer yourself to them without question. And...you worship feet now. You can't get aroused without smelling one's foot. The smell keeps you drawn in...makes you want it all..."
The inputs settled in nicely and the crook turned to Tom, who shirked away. But the reptile meant no harm, as he simply rushed down to the Hydreigon morph's feet and started taking deep whiffs of it.
"Ahhh...the wonders of foot love...Alright Tom, let's go." Draconicon grabbed the hydra's right arm before dragging him out the store. Officers brushed past them to apprehend to foot-musk loving slave Drac just created.
On their way home, Tom paused.
"...Do you smell something Drac?"
"What?"
"It's kinda like...It's emanating from..." The Pokemorph bent down to detect the source...Draconicon's feet. He came back up quickly or two reasons: One, he wasn't wearing pants and didn't want to present himself to onlookers and two, the scent making his nose scrunch up. "Aww, dude!"
"Oh, there's nothing wrong with a little 'fresh scent'."
"Fresh scent, my ass. I can practically taste it."
They went on bickering about it, Tom unknowingly smelling more of it thanks to the radiant sun above them. When they reached Drac's house, the owner turned to his acquaintance with a bit of an emotionless face.
"Well, I guess this is where we part ways. I'm sure we'll see each other around here more, right?"
"Okay, I guess." Tom looked a bit downtrodden with the goodbye, but nonetheless shook the black drake's hand.
"Alright, see ya." Draconicon turned to enter his house, already hoping Drakina didn't have his hide or other things for being home at this time.
"See ya...ya...Ya...Ya-ya-ya- Dammit! I forgot my meds! I...I..." Drac had turned towards the panicking dragon, but he had already passed out from his sudden panic attack.
"Huh...[Groan] The things I do for dragons..." Opening the door, he grabbed Tm's heavy shoulders and dragged him into the house. He closed the front door behind him and set him on the couch. No one sounded to be home as it was quiet.
'Good. I need a break after that curse...' He simply went into his room to read a book, waiting on either Havok or Drakina to get home so he could deal with them, Kiki so they could talk, or for Tom to get up and go. Some time had passed before his face met the pages and he was out like a light too.
It was nighttime and no one else had entered the tranquil household. The spacious kitchen lay bare of cooking at work or casual conversation. The living room was as dead as night and the bedrooms were quiet, save Drac's snoring. Said drake's feet still exuded its musk and wafted outwards into the open air. It slithered its way under the crack of the door and wormed out towards the rest of the interior. It hit the living room immediately, already seeking out what it wants...As it drifted towards the couch, Tom shifted so he was facing up. The scent wafted past his nose, making him take in the scent of Drac's feet all the way from out here. As he breathed in, his body was reacting in such a way anyone could when they smell musk.
Tom, unconsciously, stood up slowly. He mechanically walked towards the scent's origin without hesitation, stumbling here and there as his body was only half-awake.
Draconicon heard his door crack open, having trained his ears to detect noise in case of intruders. His eyes were kept as narrow as possible so the burglar couldn't see he was awake-his eyes served no help when he tried to feign sleep before. Only when he saw the tattered wings of Tom did he open his eyes.
"Tom? What's up?...Tom?" The Hydreigon had not said a word, only coming towards Drac like he was being drawn into something. He climbed onto the bed and stopped at Draconicon's feet.
"Tom, stop." Draconicon ordered. The hydra didn't move a muscle, sitting on his rump with his eyes half-open. They were hazed over...like he was in a…
"Come closer." When Tom started moving a bit closer To Draconicon, he knew what's going on. Despite himself, he smirked baring his teeth to the hydra at his feet. Looks like this little interference with hi schedule may have its use after all. Drac simply pointed at his mind-numbing feet with a claw.
Tom nodded before shoving his muzzle into Drac's left sole. He licked slowly, tasting the sweat of a long day, earth and the potent musk that drew him so. Tom sucked on the clawed toes, being careful not to cut his mouth with their tips. When he covered the entirety of that foot with his saliva, the hydra moved onto the next one, this one having more to offer.
Draconicon couldn't help but be aroused by the foot worship as his member began to want to see the show. It couldn't see everything with just a peek, so it stood as tall as it can be so it could see. But sadly, the ragged shorts Draconicon always wore preventing it from seeing anything,even at 12". The drake shuddered just a bit as Tom began stroking his left foot with his right head, it mindlessly licking the arch of his soles.
When Tom got done collecting the sweat into his mouth from all parts of Drac's feet was when the black dragon asked him to stop. Draconicon looked down to see his new toy was fully erect and leaking hot pre down his scaled leg.
"Alright Tom...Here's what you're gonna do..." The hydra straightened his back as he paid rapt attention. "I've been a little needy lately and I don't feel like dealing with my sister right now so you're gonna take her usual position."
Draconicon pointed to his slightly gaping tail star, having not fully closed from Havok's little stunt. He's surprised it made it this far in looking normal. Tom, meanwhile, scooted closer until he was kneeling in-between Draco's legs. Tom was smaller in length by a couple inches, but he made up for that in girth. He smeared the pre that collected at the slit of his cock before he pressed against Draconicon's ass.
A grunt exited from said drake, having had a little sting emanate from them. Not yet, he thought, since it still hurt.
"C-could ya lick me first...? Kinda burns down there..." Wordlessly, Tom backed up so he could lean down towards Draconicon's ass. His thick tongue lapped at the sightly red pucker, making it wink from the contact. Tom lapped at it like a simple-minded canine before they grew to drawn-out slurps, like one would fr a popsicle on a hot day. Except this popsicle had a lot more to offer than just flavor.
His tongue pressed in slowly, immediately being fought against by Draconicon's slightly raw rump. To make this work out, Tom improvised and gyrated his tongue to entice the anal ring to relaxation. It was slow work, but he made progress as the rectum that is Draconicon began retreating. The rest of the prehensile muscle invaded accordingly, igniting old wounds with those numbing away.
'Dammit Drakina...' They woulda been straight down to it if it wasn't for her relentless treatment of his ass. They may love each other, but sometimes there were just things not meant to be taken so far. Draconicon was thrown out of his thoughts as Tom's tongue brushed against his sensitive bundle of nerves. His member shot a strand of pre onto Tom's head, the latter not pausing in his ministrations. Only when pressure began to build up in Drac's loins did he ask the Pokemorph to stop.
"A-alright...Now fuck me...Show me what you got." With a drawn-out slurp, Tom slipped his tongue out, watching Draconicon's tail hole clench only a little. He scooted closer once again before unhesitatingly pushing his member inside.
Drac grunted as it felt like a hot lance was being shoved into his ass. The ridges made it no different either as each one temporary "O'd" his anus. When Tom settled in to the hilt, Draconicon had to catch his breath as he fought the pain away. This is a good experience, he thought. Having control over someone who fucks you is not even rare around here-it's actually ultra-rare. When the discomfort went away, the black drake nodded.
As ordered, Tom began to roughly fuck him-no waiting, no foreplay either. His member was pulled out halfway before being shoved right back in with wet slams that woulda darkened Draconicon's rump scales red. Tom held his tail back to let him go deeper-if that was really possible.
"G-gods~!" Sure it stung like a little bee sting, but it damn sure felt good to Drac. "Faster!" And faster the Pokemorph went, drilling his member in ass deep as it could anatomically go. A bulge would pop up whenever he thrust in.
"I-is that all you g-got...~?" The fuck may be good, but he had three heads instead of one, so Draconicon felt they could be more useful if you caught his drift. "What a-about those extra heads you-AHHH~!-got there...?"
The one that wasn't holding his tail back-the right head-took a mind of its own and guided itself to Draconicon's member. His footlong throbbed as the head breathed on it. It gave a tip to base lick, collecting the pre-ejaculatory fluids into its maw and gulping it down. It murred before it gobbled Drac's cock down to his balls. Nothing could describe this dual action on his body. It was like having a threesome with a missing person but an extra mouth.
The only way this could be better was- "Kiss m-me~!" The command was not delayed as Tom crashed his muzzle against Draconicon's own. Their tongues swirled against each other's length, neither dominating but otherwise enjoying the contact. Before he knew it even built up, the black dragon mage let loose his loudest moan of the night and exploded his hot essence into Tom's head's mouth. It didn't let a single drop out as its cheeks stretched to its limit before it gulped down Drac's cum. Tom was still fucking him, as if not affected by the constricting rectum.
'Looks like...someone n-needs a verbal push...' Draconicon had been hoping they would blow at the same time, but it looked like when Tom's on lock-down, only his Master can make him do something. Since the Hydreigon's thrusting made him hard again as the right head pulled off, maybe they could do it.
"Cum with me~! I don't care how good i-it feels! If you cum too early or...t-too late, I'll never let you near my feet again!" Now that seemed preposterous. Who would work themselves over the edge along someone to get some more feet points? Apparently Tom as he used his right head to lick Drac's tip, still tender from the prior release. That build-up in his loins was coming back, meaning this wouldn't take long…
The throbbing in Draconicon's ass meaning Tom was ready to blow, so he clenched down on his member just as his own cock slipped into yet another hard orgasm. His cum coated Tom's coat of fur and his chest scales and dripped onto Drac's own chest. Tom had just thrust inside of him again before letting out a loud roar of dominance as he shot his jizz into Draconicon.
It was hot, so hot that it felt like fire was being breathed through his anal orifice. It settled into his stomach as the cum on top helped him relax.
"Master?" Tom suddenly asked, looking neutral even though he just blew a pent-up load.
"Oh yeah...You're still like that...You know, let's go to sleep...Maybe we'll see the others in the morning...Don't pull out." With a nod, Tom snuggled with Draconicon, the dragon mage immediately falling asleep on top. The latter smiled before he too went to sleep...

"So, what we need to do, is get you to reach out for rock instead of water. Can you do that? Can you extend your magic, and 'feel' the stuff that you're touching with it?"
"Hmmm...It's a bit fidgety, but I can feel it." The two were outside of Tom's house, working on making the barrier to keep out "Irresistible".
"Okay. Now here's the tricky part. If you can feel it, I want you to try and wrap your grip AROUND the rock, and pull. Pull it above the ground, and let it rest on it, rather than slip back in." Draconicon ordered, trying to get this over with once and for all.
"Okay..." Tom closed his eyes, letting himself go a bit so his magic could reach out towards objects. When he got to the boulder, he tried to weave his magic around it..only to let it slip a bit. "Oh! That was close! Let me try again..."
"Yes, you were quite close." Draconicon encouraged, making the Hydreigon Pokemorph feel good about himself." Do try again; you don't want to let loose. Just get a good firm grip first, and see if you can twitch it, then try increasingly large amounts of pulling."
"Alright..." Just as Tom closed his eyes to try again-
"Draconicon Palerinal Lanirelap Nocinocard!" A roar sounded from above, making both dragon mages look up to see something flying like a vulture above them. When the sun wasn't keeping the unidentified flying creature, the purple scales gave some familiarity to Drac.
"Shit!" He bolted off, leaving Tom confused before the black drake was suddenly caught in an unseen force. "Dammit!"
"Oh little Dracy~...You thought you could run from your dear sister~?" To Tom, she looked like Draconicon, except with purple scales instead of black. The only thing that stood out were her breasts and the ebony member jutting from her genital slit.
"Uh..."Tom stammered, catching the female hermaphrodite's attention.
"Oh...And it seems my brother is making new friends..." She looked Tom over, from his three heads to his fur pelt to his crotch. She devilishly licked her maw as she stared down at him like he was a meal.
"Miss...? What's w-with the look...?" Now Tom was scared.
"Hmm..You bear my brother's scent...I guess you two have bonded…?" she deduced.
"Yes…"
"Drakina, let me go!" Draconicon called from behind them, still struggling to free himself. She laughed wholeheartedly at him.
"I'll let you go….soon as I know your friend here a little bit more…~"
She advanced a bit towards Tom, but he backed away...a few several feet.
"Sorry miss, not interested!" He then went to Drac, who was trying to get another arm free. Tom simply grabbed both sides of the black drake and pulled him out, freeing him and making both crash on each other.
"I thought you weren't good with barriers." Draconicon commented.
"Not good at making them...breaking them is easy….Now can you get off me?"
The male drake chuckled before raisin off of Tom, having previously been on top of the Hydreigon's hips.
"Hmph. Aren't you two cute together? Anyway, Draco I need you back at my den."
"Why?" he asked.
"I'm having a bit of trouble keeping a pesky human out of there whenever I leave to hunt. If I catch him in there again I'll-"
Tom felt like he should stop there. "We get it, horrible things will happen."
"So what're you gonna do little hydra?" Drakina asked, looking him over again.
"He would come with us."
"Really?"
"Are you sure Draco? I don't think he can handle our kind of magic."
At this, the pure white-eyed dragon smiled. "Don't worry about that. I would teach him a thing or two."
"Awww! Thanks Drac!" Tom ave the black drake a hug, left head licking the side of his muzzle. At this a book, hidden on Tom's person fell out onto the ground. Drakina saw this and swiped it.
"Hmmm….'Apókryfes Mageía Gia Sexoualikoús Skopoús'...Oh this'll be good~..."

I'm so jelly…
Why does Tom get all the fun while I hang out here in this dark and depressing room and watch? I like Drac too, you know!?
"Quiet in there!"
*I shut up*[Whispers] I hope you all enjoyed this little author-to-author get-together...
I hope Drac does too...This is longer than what these should be.
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