[Dragon TF, Anthro, Brainwashing, Yaoi, Genderswap, Farts]
Dragons. Mighty creatures that roam the skies and terrorized the populace. Keeping humans and their ilk close to the ground for fear of their domain being conquered by those meager creatures. They're tyrants in all but name, ridding the world of the insects that can potentially threaten.
But humans are a crafty sort. No matter how much you try to beat them down, they'll find a way to stand back up. And with all of the Dragons that tried to beat them down, it was only natural that some would turn to the obvious solution. Slaying those that tried to oppress them. That was how the Dragon Slayers came to be, and how the humans began an unending war against the scaled kind.
"Kokutooooo! C'mon, can't we just have a little fuuuun?"
And it was how one of those young Dragon Slayers ended up with an unlikely companion. Because as it turned out, slaying a Dragon did not put an end to their life. If anything, it allowed them to be reborn with none of their ailments still present on their body. No matter what had been used to slay them, they would be able to stand up once again. Sure, they were reduced to the size of whelps that were still growing fur, but they would be able to grow up to become mighty oppressors if they were left unattended.
The Dragon Slayer that tried his best to ignore the partly scaled pup sticking so close to him that he was nearly pressed up against his ass was named Kokuto. A black-haired young man in a skin-tight set of armor that was crafted in such a way that all the attacks a Dragon could launch would just bounce off. It was how he had managed to fell the Dragon that now followed him, that and the rather crude blade that he had strapped to his back.
"Bako. For the last time." Kokuto said, turning his head to glare at the pup with his single eye. "I don't want you to just let people know about what we've been doing. It's bad enough you didn't disappear when I put my sword through you, but-"
The little whelp, affectionately dubbed Bako, huffed a little and puffed out his soft cheeks. "I'll let people know, because that's how I get revenge for you breaking my mighty self! Honestly, you should've let me stay like that! I was a proud and powerful Dragon, one of the very best in the world!"
"You were a great big target." Kokuto muttered as he wandered onward, trying to cast a glance towards his small companion's features. "And for the last time, wear the scraps I get you. I don't want to..."
Bako giggled as Kokuto suddenly froze. Not because he regretted what he said, but because of the blonde Priestess that approached them. One of the Order's messengers, all the way out here..?
"Sir Kokuto..." The exhausted blonde Priestess, dressed in the conservative and thoroughly covering nun's habit which was awfully improper for the mountainous region that Kokuto was currently wandering through, gasped and panted as she slowly managed to look into his eyes. "I... I take it that you managed to slay Bahamut..?"
"...More or less." Kokuto said, slowly gazing down towards Bako, who just huffed and puffed in response. "Bahamut left behind a whelp, and... I aim to repurpose his kin as an enemy of all Dragons. With him by my side, the act of slaying the rest will be easier than ever."
"I see." The Priestess said, taking a deep breath. "While the Order does not condone draconic company, as the risk of them betraying us is far too great... I do believe that this may be the correct path. Thank you, Sir Kokuto."
Bako rolled his eyes. It's not like he was actually slayed or anything. And besides, he didn't like it when humans showed appreciation towards HIS Kokuto. He was for Dragons and Dragons alone. So what if he was going to slay them? He had done such a damn good job that he had shook Bako's heart completely. Now he wanted to be slayed... in...
An idea slowly filtered through Bako's devious mind, as he waited for his partner's guard to lower...
Kokuto blushed a little from the sincere thanks. "I just did what I thought was right. Those Dragons have had it too good. If I could, I'd slay all of them." He muttered, trying to walk right past the Priestess to try and hide how his emotions had peaked.
But that act of walking past her was exactly what Bako had been waiting for. Kokuto barely noticed a scream before it got muffled, and he quickly whipped around to see... The scaled whelp, with his ass currently pinning the Priestess to the ground. "Bako!"
"Juuuuuust give it a second, Kokutooooo." The devious little whelp giggled, before his tail raised and the sound of a violent and excessively warm 'fire breath' shot out from the hole that was currently placed right against the Priestess' lips. "Watch how a Dragon tames a human, Kokuto!"
The Priestess was overwhelmed by the flaming fumes pouring through her system. Almost immediately causing her skin to char until it was a nice deep black... Which went together perfectly with the scales that started to form on her skin, and the very big horns that matched her excessively thick ass perfectly. Handlebars for the perfect cushion, all while a brand new member drooled magma-like cum straight from its tip...
Kokuto glared at the partly furred whelp, who just giggled as he climbed off the black-hued whelp that had a lot of the same traits as he did. The main difference was the sheer size of their rears, Bako's being much bigger. "Whaaaat? I'm just trying to help you, he's muuuuch better and muuuuch more useful like this! Isn't that right, Rako?"
The newly dubbed Rako giggled as he slowly stroked his shaft. "Mmmm... I smell something real nice..." The Priestess, who had been so composed, was now little more than a drooling dragon ditz, who just started stumbling towards the Dragon Slayer as soon as he got up on his cute feet. "Master... Can I have that nice thing you've got in there?"
"I knew I should've slayed you properly once I saw you emerge in that form." Kokuto muttered as he tried to get away from both of them. He wanted little to do with a whelp that could still corrupt humans like this. Why would he want to help or accompany somebody that could strip away humanity like that?
At least, he tried. But then both of the two whelps grabbed him by the legs, squeezing their supple bodies up against him. "Oh, you're not going anywhere, Kokuto. You know you want it as much as I do." Bako giggled as he nearly turned around and started to mash his obnoxiously enormous butt into the boy's shin...
"Maaaasterrrr.... Pleaaaaaase..." The ditzy and needy Rako drooled and gasped, pushing his thick cheeks right up against that leg to make his Master feel how much he wanted him. He really, really wanted to have the big hole in between his cheeks stuffed full of fat meat. Anything to make sure that he had this fire inside him calm down. Anything..!
Kokuto grit his teeth and flexed his subtle muscles, sending out a shockwave that knocked both of them away from him. All while his cock started to outline his armor. This was bad. He couldn't let them be close to him for long.
And so the Dragon Slayer ran. He ran to his destination, all while his two whelps giggled and watched from afar...
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"Hm? Oh, Kokuto! Heeeeey!"
Kokuto struggled to regain his breath. He had been running for a long time, and he didn't even really take note of where he was running to. All he knew was that he needed to try and get away from Bako and that new whelp. When he had regained his composure, and dealt with his current erection problem, then he would try to rein them in. So they didn't cause any problems...
"Kokutoooo! Hellooooo!"
The one-eyed Dragon Slayer let out a sigh as he realized who was calling him, prompting him to try and gather his composure as much as possible as he stood up properly and looked at the short blonde girl in front of him. "Mikaala. I can hear you. Please stop rupturing my eardrums every time you try to yell."
"You've ruptured them at least five times when we played as kids, all because you wanted to play Dragon." The short village girl, Mikaala, giggled as she gave him a nice hug. While she was a couple of heads shorter than her big Dragon Slaying friend, she was much more positive than him. Even though their village had been burned down again and again. "So, how'd it go? Did you slay that big bad Dragon you said you wanted to deal with?"
"Something like that." Kokuto instinctively replied. He didn't want to think about Bako right now. If he did, that whelp would somehow find his way here. And then he'd... Oh, gods no. He wasn't going to turn Mikaala into another whelp. If he dared, then...
"Aawwww! What a cute little thing!"
Kokuto would have to find whoever controlled fate itself and gut it with his sword, because it clearly wanted to screw him over if this had happened. At least it didn't seem like he was planning anything, since Mikaala had already picked up both Bako and his new 'sibling' and held them like a pair of puppies.
"Mmhm, I'm real cute, aren't I?" Bako giggled. He wasn't used to being called cute, but he kinda liked it. He was cute too, wasn't he? So nice, tiny and compact that he was perfect for fucking. And given the look that he was shooting towards Kokuto, it wasn't hard to tell that it was exactly what he wanted. A good and satisfying lay with his 'slayer'.
Rako, by comparison, was just nuzzling into the nice girl's arms. She was nice, warm, and she made him feel all sorts of fuzzy inside. So much so that his cock was drooling more and more, making him want to hump... Mostly his Master. He really, really wanted it...
Kokuto narrowed his eyes as he tried to turn away. "Mikaala, you really should put them down. They can be devious. I only picked them up to try and use them against their kind, but if they start getting too troubling..."
"Mmm? But they're too cute to be troubling. See?" Mikaala said, prompting Kokuto to turn around... Right as she was getting two nice big kisses from both whelps, right onto the sides of her cheeks. "Ehehehe, it kinda tickles!" She chimed, trembling a bit as all that nice stuff rushed through her.
The Dragon Slayer naturally felt nervous. But that didn't compare to the shiver that ran down his back as he heard a certain pair of heavy steps approaching. He knew those steps. And he knew the voice that called out towards him.
"Kokuto, boy! Good to see you!" The hearty voice of his Mother, the Village Chief, echoed out as she laughed. All while she planted a hand on his shoulder. "Did you finish slaying all those Dragons, so you're..." She paused, before noticing the two whelps in Mikaala's arms. And then her grip on her son's shoulder tightened. "Kokuto."
"Amara, I'm not settling down, and they're not my lovers!" He knew exactly what she was going to accuse him of. "They're tools for me to fight against Dragons! Nothing more!" He cried out in such a defensive manner. He didn't even bother turning around to greet her or answer her, because he knew that if he showed any sort or signs of weakness, she'd find a way to ruin him even more than she already did whenever he was home for too long!
Bako stared towards the rather beautiful Village Leader. Supposedly his dear Kokuto's Mom. What a crummy woman, bearing over him like that. Honestly, this childhood friend of his wasn't that much better, with her naivité and her friendly nature being more like giant eyesores. But at the same time... Ehehe, he had the perfect thing in mind for the two...
"Ready, Rako?" The little devious whelp said, with his horny 'brother' nodding like the ditz that he was. And in that moment, both of them shuffled around in Mikaala's grip, while she was busy idly giggling at how the two family members interacted with one another.
Kokuto barely noticed what they were doing, and wisely started to duck before he heard a loud and almost flame-like *BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAP* echo out, as both of the two devious dragons started to fart out more of their infernal flatulence. All while giggling like it was one of the best things they could possibly do...
Mikaala got the worst of it, gasping and panting as her body quickly started to thicken out. The sheer amount of this hot gas was seeping into her body, making her grow thicker in all the right ways. More muscle. More fat. More size all around... All while her scales grew nice and black just like the one that had converted her, with bits and pieces of fur sticking out just the same...
God it felt so good. She could feel her muscles popping, even across that fat gut of hers. Or rather, gut of his. His cock was drooling as soon as it was exposed to the open air, with the subtle wind causing him to feel more and more delight as it rubbed against him...
Amara, on the other hand, was just able to try and cover up her mouth. It wasn't just the whelps' existence in the presence of her young son that was causing her guard to be raised like that. If he really wanted to fuck men, that wasn't her business. But she was well aware of the trouble that Dragons could pose. Even when they were that young, they were a terrible existence.
Not that she could really manage to do anything because their 'breath' didn't need to reach her lungs to ruin her. Almost immediately after she got swallowed by the sheer fog of flaming flatulence, the unnaturally pretty lady quickly shrunk, all of her curves transferring into her ass until it was just as big as Bako's, with a nice and girthy cock in between that immediately started to drool the contents of his balls right on out.
"Damnit..." Kokuto muttered as he slowly looked up at the display in front of him. Three horny whelps, and a whelp that was about the size of an adult man. Not only that, but two of them were people he held dear... So why, why did he have to be so damn erect?! Why was he so horny for corroded versions of his friend and his mom?!
Bako giggled as he snapped his fingers. "Hold him, Wako. Rako and Dako, help me have a bit of fun with him, okaaaay?" Like the dominant whelp he was, giving the three whelps commands wasn't hard. None of them would be able to fight back against them, at any rate.
Not that they wanted to. Wako, who had previously been Mikaala, giggled as he reached down towards Kokuto. Grabbing him while he was still stunned by the flaming flatulence in the air, all while pinning him against his rock hard and yet extremely flabby belly. "Got 'im..!" The horny musclefat whelp chimed, his cock immediately squeezing between the boy's thighs...
Dako giggled as he swayed his exceptionally fat hips around, before slamming them right up against the big Dragon Slayer's cock that was still trapped underneath his bodysuit. "C'mere, gimme what I want, Daddy!" Even though he had just been his Mom a few moments prior, right now he wanted nothing more than Daddy's exceptionally fat cock.
He wasn't the only one. Both Bako and Rako were eager to have lots of fun too, each of them slamming their asses right up against the Dragon Slayer's hips. All while giggling and drooling as they trapped his pre-occupied cock in between three different sets of pillows, each of them begging to have him fill them.
Between being pinned to an oversized belly and being forced to have his cock stuck in between a set of cheeks that would force him to cum, Kokuto had very little that he could actually do. Especially as his suit tore from the way that the three whelps ground their asses up against his cock, forcing it to come free...
And send a shock through all four whelps at the same time. Now that it had been freed from its prison, the sheer size was overwhelming. The musk was almost as intense as the musk that poured forth from each of the four whelps' asses... And with the cock being lovingly nestled between all three of their asses...
Kokuto didn't know what ass he was forced to penetrate. Nor did he really care. He was caught in a haze of pleasure. Was it a different ass that sank down every time he blinked? Did it feel so good that he felt like he was about to cum? Both were definitely true statements, even if he damn well hated the fact.
And though he wasn't really able to see it, that was indeed how the three whelps were sharing their bounty. Rako, Dako and Bako all sinking their asses down on that cock in sequence. One of them swallowing the cock all the way to the base of their lovely Dragon Layer's crotch, and then pulling out as another took over. One by one by one, until..!
A mutual cry of pure pleasure echoed out between all of them. All the whelps, even Wako, crying out in pure delight as they were filled one by one. Only Wako missed out on the actual filling, though he made more than enough of a mess to compensate as the ground below started to soak in his excessive seed...
Kokuto barely even registered what he had done. The pleasure was too much. So much so that he didn't even hear the three cum-filled farts that echoed out, slowly spreading through the village and corrupting all the other inhabitants...
"Ehehehe... Looks like you'll be a good Dragon Layer for a bit longer, Kokuto. Hope you like our butts, because you're definitely getting your fill of them!" Bako laughed, as he sank his hips down on that cock once more, not letting it rest for a moment.
After all... Kokuto was a Dragon Layer. And if he wanted to truly deal with Bako, he still had a long road to go before he'd be properly tamed.