The Price
Kiran couldn’t stop staring at the message.
“I can get him back for you.”
He refreshed the message over and over again for days.
He finally broke.
He messaged Fern back.
They met at a quiet park at dusk. Fern was waiting on a bench, looking small and harmless under the streetlight, those huge ears twitching gently. When Kiran sat down beside him, the fennec smiled like they were old friends.
“You really want him back, don’t you?” Fern asked softly.
Kiran swallowed hard. “More than anything.”
Fern tilted his head, teal eyes glowing faintly. “I can make that happen. I can lead you straight to Farren. You two could be together forever. No more ghosting. No more wondering.”
"How do you know? What has happened to him?"
Fern gave Kiran a smile, and placed a paw on his shoulder. "I don't know what has happened to him, but I have the power to reunite you, and I guarantee you will be happy when you find him."
Kiran’s pulse hammered. “What’s the catch?”
Fern’s smile never wavered. “One week. You submit to me completely. You become my partner, of sorts. Anything I want, anytime I want. I have a lot of… magic I’ve been dying to test out on someone. Nothing that will harm you. A lot that will pleasure you. And me...”
Kiran’s mouth went dry. One week. Just seven days of total surrender… and then Farren.
But the greedy little voice in his head was already screaming louder than the fear. The same voice that had dragged him into glory holes and free-use clubs and a feral dragon’s arms. He didn’t just want Farren back.
He needed him.
Kiran’s paw shot out, sliding boldly under the waistband of Fern’s pants. He wrapped his fingers around the fennec’s soft balls and gave them a firm, possessive squeeze, feeling them tighten in his grip. "Oh? That so, fox?" Fern said, smiling.
“I’ll do it,” Kiran growled, voice low and rough, staring straight into those glowing teal eyes. “One week. I’m yours. Use me however the fuck you want. Break me. Fuck me. Just get me Farren. Happily ever after.”
Fern’s ears flicked in surprise, then a slow, delighted grin spread across his muzzle. “Oh… you’re already starting to understand.”
Before Kiran could pull his paw back, Fern placed a single finger on his shoulder.
A rush of tingling heat exploded through Kiran’s body. His cock surged to full hardness instantly, balls drawing tight, hole clenching hard enough to make him whimper. The orgasm slammed into him like a freight train, sudden, violent, and completely uncontrollable. Thick streams of fox cum flooded his boxers, soaking through his pants in hot, pulsing spurts. Kiran gasped, thighs shaking, a broken little yip slipping out as he creamed himself right there on the park bench and leaned into Fern's chest.
Fern pulled his finger away, looking very pleased.
“There are so many things I can show you,” he whispered. “We're going to have a time together.”
Kiran sat there stunned, chest heaving, fresh cum cooling in his ruined boxers, face burning with shame and raw arousal.
He went home in a daze.
For hours he paced his apartment, mind spinning, hole still twitching from the forced orgasm. One week. Just seven days. I get Farren back forever. How is Fern able to do all these things? How did he make me cum hands free in seconds.
A loud knock on the door made him jump.
He had almost forgotten.
Dakon.
The dragon had replied to his KnotHub message almost immediately and they had set up tonight.
Kiran opened the door.
Dakon filled the entire doorway, towering and smirking. “Evening, little fox. Ready to play?”
Before Kiran could even answer, the dragon stepped inside, closed the door, and let his magic ripple over his body. Bones shifted. Scales spread. Wings unfurled. In seconds the anthro dragon was gone, replaced by a massive, four-legged feral dragon of a deep crimson color, powerful muscles, a long thick tail, and an enormous ridged cock already sliding free from its slit, thicker than Kiran’s forearm and drooling heavy strings of pre on the carpet.
Kiran’s breath caught. His cock throbbed painfully hard again. This form is soo imposing, and soo meant to fuck him silly, he knew it.
“On the bed,” the dragon rumbled, voice deeper and more primal in this form. “Ass up. Now.”
Kiran obeyed instantly, heart pounding with filthy excitement. He climbed onto the mattress, face down, chest pressed to the sheets, and shoved his ass high in the air. Without hesitation he reached back with both paws, grabbed his own cheeks, and pulled them wide apart, shamelessly spreading his slick, pink hole in open invitation.
“Come on, big guy,” Kiran growled, voice thick with need. “Don’t be gentle. Wreck this greedy little fox hole. I want all of it. Stretch me open until I can’t walk straight.”
The feral dragon let out a low, approving growl and mounted him.
The dragon only needed to put one leg on the bed, the other on the floor. The bed complained, a lot, but held. It felt like the sun had gone down, the massive body blocking the light. Kiran could already feel the heat from the dragon above his back, and was soo excited, knowing that between it's legs dangling big dragon balls and cock ready with intent inches behind him.
The first push was overwhelming. The massive head pressed against Kiran’s hole and forced its way inside, stretching him wider than anything had before. Kiran cried out, claws shredding the sheets as the burning pressure grew and grew.
“Fuuuck—yes! Open me up!” he begged, still spreading his cheeks like a total whore. “I want that fat dragon cock ruining me!”
Inch after thick, ridged inch sank into him. The heat was insane, the dragon’s cock felt like molten steel wrapped in velvet, pulsing and throbbing inside him, stretching his to the absolute limit. Kiran’s belly began to bulge visibly with every inch that disappeared inside.
“Such a greedy little bitch,” Dakon snarled, hot breath washing over Kiran’s neck. “Look at you spreading yourself open for me like a cheap cumdump. Your hole is swallowing me so fucking well. But my god, you are hot.”
A massive scaled paw landed on the back of Kiran's neck, and ran down his back, over and over, caressing him in cycles. Then it hooked large claws over his shoulder. The dragon was ready to ride him for real!
Kiran moaned shamelessly as the dragon finally bottomed out, heavy balls slapping against his own. The ridges dragged brutally over his prostate with every slow, testing thrust.
“Harder!” Kiran demanded, pushing back onto the massive cock. “Fuck me like you own me! Pound that hole! Make me feel it for days!”
Dakon snarled and gave him exactly what he asked for.
The feral dragon started fucking him with powerful, rolling thrusts, hips slamming against Kiran’s ass, heavy balls slapping loudly. Every ridge dragged perfectly over Kiran’s prostate, forcing broken, filthy moans out of him. The heat flared up in him, radiating through his thighs, his bones even. The weight pressing him down on the mattress made him feel fully used. He didn't have to do anything, just surrender and try not to pass out from the pleasure.
“Fuck...yes...right there!” Kiran cried. “Deeper! Breed me! Fill this slutty fox with your hot dragon cum!”
Kiran had learned to be a lot more forceful and brave with his dirty talk. Fuck it. It can't get any dirtier than his hole stretched around a huge cock, his ass in the air, his shoulders pressed into the mattress with nowhere to go.
The dragon’s pace turned brutal. He pounded Kiran mercilessly, the bed creaking under the force, Kiran’s belly bulging obscenely with every thrust.
“You’re such a horny little cockslut,” Dakon growled, voice primal and rough. “Taking a feral dragon cock like you were born for it. Look at that belly, I’m rearranging your fucking guts.”
Kiran could only moan louder, completely lost in it. “Yes, use me! Ruin me! I’m your toy! Your hole! Fuck me harder, you big bastard!”
The dragon fucked him for what felt like forever, long, deep strokes that left Kiran shaking and drooling on the sheets. Every ridge dragged perfectly. Every heavy thrust made his prostate sing. He came without even touching his cock, screaming as his fox cum sprayed across the bed while the dragon kept pounding through his clenches. The bed gave way and the dragon pressed him flat into his own cum, while his fox cock still twitched against the bed sheet and released more. Each thrust pushed him through it, the little fox getting bred in a filthy pool of his own love juice and the very hot precum leaking from the dragon.
Finally Dakon roared, slamming in to the hilt, the knot hurt but only for a second. His cock pulsed violently as thick, scorching ropes of dragon cum blasted straight into Kiran’s guts.
“Take every drop, you greedy whore,” Dakon snarled, grinding deep. “Gonna flood this tight little fox until you’re leaking me for days.”
Pleasure signals intensified from the dirty talk. The dragon lay on him, fully inserted, the heat from his cock and knot warming Kiran's whole body. The dragon lay it's head next to Kiran's across the bed. Whispering things. "You like that burn? It's dragon heat, let it simmer inside you, little fox slut. I want you to enjoy this knotting, I'm not coming out for awhile."
Soon the dragon rubbed it's long muzzle on Kiran's cheek, lazily saying more things like "Dirty boy, you feel good. Yeah... just rest in it, we got time now. Ugggh... it is still cumming, do you feel it? You're really hot you know. You should consider doing KnotHub, instant sub from me there. Sub... for a SUB get it? hahah. Oh and sorry about the bed, it's about to be drenched in a second anyway."
When the dragon finally pulled out, a massive gush of cum poured from Kiran’s wrecked, gaping hole. The feral dragon stepped back, golden eyes glowing with satisfaction.
Kiran lay there panting, belly down, imprinted into the bed, cum pouring out of him in thick rivulets, body trembling with aftershocks.
"Dakon... thank you, you fucking wrecked me like a beast."
Dakon’s deep voice rumbled behind him.
“Haha, you are a good fox, just rest okay? You will almost certainly have a sore ass from that pounding, I don't want you to push yourself. Keep that hole greedy but smooth and safe for the next time, for me. Stay the hot tight fox you are."
The dragon transformed into it's humanoid form, two legged, smaller wings. It rolled Kiran over onto his back and leaned in for a kiss. Kiran let it happen.
Then the dragon saw himself out.
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