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Captured and imprisoned by the Draconic, alien race his species has been at war with for decades; Thomas Walker soon discovers there is more to his captors than meets the eye, and that he may still play a vital part in finally ending the bloody conflict.
Fun Fact: I actually wrote this piece with the goal of getting it published in an issue of Heat. They never take vore, but I wanted to give it a shot (He who dares, wins, as it were.) It still stands as my proudest piece of work, as I tried like the dickens to sincerely explore themes and emotions that I believe can only really be evoked in a vore story.
A More Perfect Union
By Bianchi
Private First Class Thomas Walker arose from his nightmare in a cold sweat, his surroundings distinctly different than the Exosuit cockpit he was in moments ago. The young soldier was strapped to a wooden slab, the large, scalloped bark clearly carved out by the draconic claws of the planet’s native, sentient race known as the Kontari.
Walker, embarrassed by how comfortable he felt in his bonds, struggled against his restraints as he surveyed the room. He was in a sort of domed hovel comprised of interlocking wood. Past the curved lumber that served as bars, he could see that the structure sat high above the clouds. Walker stared with awe at the network of similar structures in the distance, each one borne aloft by a massive ArchTree. The pale-white trees, their thickness vast enough to make Earth’s Redwoods look like toothpicks, jutted through the dusty-brown clouds like mighty Yggdrasils.
The sound of heavy, clacking footsteps drew Walker’s attention from the majestic view. The young soldier pulled weakly against his bonds, half-hoping that the Kontari were coming to finish the job they started during their ambush.
Walker’s face ran hot as the Saurosapien trudged into the cell, its thick, three-clawed hands cupping a large bowl. The young soldier had never seen a Kontari this close with his bare eyes, and his face went flush as he looked upon the creature.
The scaled Kontari was built like the mythical Minotaur, with broad, powerful shoulders, a thick, swelling chest, and a slightly bulging midsection that looked like a barrel of solid muscle. Walker remained silent as the hulking, anthropomorphic dragon walked to the far end of the cell, the Kontari seeming oblivious to the human’s presence as he moved through the room.
Walker glimpsed the 14’ foot tall creature’s broad, powerful wings as he made his way across the room, the large wings neatly pulled against the Kontari's wide, muscled back. As the Kontari reached up to a water tap affixed to the bars, Walker could see--even though the bound loincloth--the creature’s massive, swollen testicles. The young soldier’s face ran red as he watched the gargantuan orbs jostle and swing between the beast’s thickly muscled thighs; the massive, watermelon sized dragon jewels barely contained by their leather-wrapped confines.
The Kontari turned to face Walker, his T-Rex like muzzle cracking a smile as he noticed the lucid human. Walker fidgeted as the beast lumbered towards him, the Kontari’s mass shaking the bed with every step.
The creature pulled a small, wooden bowl from his sizable hip pouch as he reached the slab, the Kontari scooping out some water from the larger vessel as he knelt down next to Walker. “Drink,” said the Kontari, his voice so heavy with bass that Walker could feel it lightly vibrate his chest.
The Kontari placed a thick talon on the young soldier’s chin and gently opened Walker’s mouth before pouring the water down his throat.
“Drink, child, you’ve been out for weeks, and we need to keep you hydrated.”
Walker greedily sucked down the cool water, his muscles relaxing at the creature’s strong, gentle touch. “That’s a good boy, drink it all down,” the Kontari said warmly, his gaze softening as he watched the parched soldier drink his fill.
The Kontari removed the bowl, his middle-aged knees lightly cracking as he returned to his feet. “It’s good to see you awake so soon, Thomas Walker,” he said. “My Granddaughter said you wouldn’t be conscious for another week.” Walker choked down the last of the water, sputtering as he tried to piece the situation together.
“W...what the hell is going on, and how the hell do you know my name?”
The Kontari dug into his hip-pouch as he spoke. “You are currently in Slovia, one of our last occupied cities. And I know who you are because of these.” Removing his claw from the pouch, the Kontari presented a pair of dog tags and a leather-bound journal. Walker pulled hard against his restraints as he saw the journal, his voice frantic as he spoke. “Don’t you dare do anything to that you...you god-damned monster, or I’ll-“
“Saudris,” the Kontari interrupted, his eyes narrowing. “My name is Saudris, and I am no more monster than you human, or are you so quick to forget the plague you humans unleashed upon my people?”
Walker fell silent, his memory dimly aware of the horror that the first wave of the PnoX viral campaign unleashed upon the Kontari 15 years ago. 50% of the species wiped out in a single year, most of them children.
Saudris placed the soldier’s items on the slab as he spoke in a more apologetic tone. “My apologies, human. I held on to these so that none of the young ones, in their infinite curiosity, would be tempted to steal them from your bedside. I assumed that your personal affects would be more secure on my person.” His anger having ticked down a notch, Walker relaxed back onto the slab.
“What...what are you going to do to me? Why am I strapped to this fucking table?”
Saudris stepped back, admiring the tenacity of the tiny creature before him.
“What are we doing? We are helping you heal. And the restraints are simply for your protection. We couldn’t risk having you twist your spine out of alignment before it fully set.”
Walker’s face went white.
“Indeed, young soldier, your spine was nearly severed in half when I ripped you from that hulking, mechanized monstrosity your people refer to as ‘Power Armor.’ To be fair, you weren’t leaving me much of a choice.” Saudris pointed to the Vibro-Knife induced gash down his chest and to the fresh scabs where Walker's Scatter Gun shrapnel had ripped into his flesh.
“You didn't make it easy, but I was determined to take you alive. It’s not often that one see’s such ferocity in a human. You were dauntless, Thomas Walker, and like a true warrior, you were willing to fight to the death and sacrifice yourself so that others may live to fight another day.”
Walker’s gaze fell. He fought to draw the rage and bloodlust of the creatures upon himself, not to save any of his comrade’s lives.
“You had the bravery I sought, child, but I was worried that you may be too strong willed to be my prize...at least until now.”
Walker bristled at the Kontari’s words.
“Y...your prize? What the hell does that mean?” Saudris looked down at the fuming human as he dug into his pouch.
“I believe you already know, young human. Or do you think I didn’t notice the way you looked upon my exceptional form and the superior masculinity that lays nestled between my legs?” Saudris smiled as he watched the human’s face turn bright red.
“That’s enough teasing for one evening, child. For now, I need you to sleep. My Granddaughter will be here in the morning to inspect your recovery. We can continue our conversation after that.” Before Walker could respond, Saudris pulled a white, chalky stone from his pouch and crushed it before blowing the dust across Walker’s face, knocking him out on the spot.
“Rest well, weary soldier,” Saudris said as he looked upon his prize. Saudris ran his claw through the young soldier’s soft hair, the war-weary leader delighting in the sensation that such a delicate creature provided him. “Such ferocity from one who struggles to hang on,” he cooed. “Have patience, little one. You shall soon have the peace you seek.”
Saudris trudged out of the room, adjusting his now uncomfortable loincloth as he made his way back to the nearby lodge, eager to begin preparations for the coming days.
Walker stirred awake, his mind shaking off sleep as he felt something poke his ribs.
“Wakey-Wakey!” Said a cheerful, high pitched voice. Another jab, another call from the happy, human-like voice. “Come on, lazy, wake up so I can finish my rounds!”
Walker’s eyelids opened, his blurry vision coming to focus on the face of a smiling, scale-faced child who looked like a mix between a 1960’s Sci-Fi lizard and a teenaged Shirley Temple.
“Hello there,” the russet-scaled child said with a smile. “Welcome back!”
Walker scrambled to the far wall of his room, desperate to distance himself from the mutated child before him.
“Oh, come now. You don’t have to be such a baby about it. I just want to check on your operation.”
Walker stared at the child with a mixture of curiosity and disgust. She was roughly 5’ tall, with the build and posture of a teenaged girl; yet she sported a small, scaly tail, an adorable, slightly protruding muzzle, and slender, scaled legs that were supported by petite, 5-clawed feet. The girl’s hips swayed playfully as she spoke.
“Don’t tell me that a soldier of Earth’s Expeditionary Force is afraid of a little girl,” she teased, her hard talons tapping against the floor in mock disapproval.
It dawned on Walker that Saudris had mentioned his granddaughter coming by to check on him, and he surmised that this ‘child’ must be her. Walker knew that if he could get his hands on her, Saudris would have no choice but to let him go, or kill him. The decision to act easy.
Walker vaulted to his wobbly legs and trudged over to the small, defenseless girl. “Oh, good! I’m glad you’ve come to your senses,” the child said as she knelt down and dug into the small medical bag at her feet. “Let me just grab something real quick and-“
Before she could finish, the scaled child sensed that the human was intent on harming her. With reflexes that rivaled Walker's, the girl rose to her feet and stared into the young soldier's eyes, causing him to freeze in his tracks.
Walker was rooted in place, unable to command his muscles. Like a voice through glass, Walker heard the child’s voice, but her mouth was motionless.
“Oh, come on! Did you really think I would be in here all by myself if I thought you could overpower me?” The dull, muffled voice continued in his mind, the girl’s lips pursed, but unmoving. “No wonder it was so easy to infiltrate your Captain’s mind and lead you people right into our trap. You humans are so vain.”
A faint, ethereal echo, like an unintelligible whisper, spoke in the back of Walker’s mind. The golden words washed over him like a warm blanket, its sound comforting and cajoling him into a feeling of complete safety and subservience. Without any thought, Walker fell to his knees before the girl.
“There we go. See, it’s easy when you listen,” the child said, her voice filling the air once again as she knelt back down to her bag. “My name’s Sunny by the way. It’s nice to finally ‘speak’ to you, Mr. Walker.”
Walker fidgeted and twitched in an attempt to rise to his feet, but was met with the same warm feeling that reassured him that staying put was a more pleasing option.
“While I really do enjoy enthralling humans," Sunny said as she snapped on a pair of gloves over her clawless, human-like hands. "It will probably be more pleasant for you if you just relax and do what I tell you without any mental persuasion, Mr. Walker. Not that it seems to take much with you, your subconscious seems rather eager to take orders.”
“W...What the hell are you doing to me?” Walker said through gritted teeth, his vain struggles failing to prove her wrong.
“Just a routine physical. You know, making sure you’re in tip-top shape after the surgery and what-not.”
Sunny ran her palms down the sides of Walker’s ribs, grabbing and groping as she looked for a pained reaction from her patient. “Your ribs are doing just fine,” she said. “And--if you don’t mind me saying-- I’m amazed at how completely smooth you are. No wonder my Grandfather has taken such a shine to you.”
As Sunny worked her way to Walker's groin, he tried to jerk away, but was once again lulled by the golden words in his mind.
“Ah-Ah-Ah,” Sunny said in a playful tone. “What did I tell you, Mr. Walker? Relax.”
Sunny fondled Walker’s testicles with one hand as she ran the other down his smooth, semi-muscular thighs. Walker’s breathe shortened as his erection grew in response to her touch, his embarrassment and disgust at being molested doing little to stifle the sexual thrill he always received when being examined like a piece of meat.
“Now-now, Mr. Walker, no need to be ashamed,” she said. “I have it on the good authority of you inner thoughts that you rather enjoy these scenarios. I know a woman’s touch isn’t your preference, but beggars can’t be choosers.”
Walker fought against the lulling sensation in his mind, unable to break the mental enthrallment. “B...bullshit,” Walker said, his body shaking.
“Oh? So you deny it?" Sunny asked. ”Come now, Mr. Walker, we both know you better than that, even without mind reading.”
Sunny reached around walker’s torso and ran her fingers between his smooth, hairless asscrack.
“There aren't a lot of men who have their ass hair permanently removed. I wonder what type of man decides to do that, Mr. Walker.” Sunny gave a playful smile as she ran a fingers over his rectum. "My guess is, a man who delights in being presentable to his superior.”
The golden words spoke again, commanding Walker to lay on the ground, his body eager to obey as he laid down on the cool floor.
“H...How are you doing this?” Walker said, his voice breaking as he vainly fought against the beautiful words weaving through his mind.
“Oh! It’s simple,” Sunny replied as she knelt before the prone soldier. “The Kontari have a type of latent, psychic empathy; it’s what allows them to bond so closely, hunt so well, and operate efficiently in battle.”
Sunny gently moved Walker’s head back and forth, hunting for residual spine damage as she continued. “And given that I’m half Kontari and half human, that emphatic bond turns into a controlling one when I’m in the presence of mentally inferior species, like humans.”
Walker’s toes curled at the girl’s words, her gentle touch causing goosebumps to form on his skin.
“You know what the best part is? I can’t make anyone do something they don’t already wish to do on some level. A captain, eager for any direction as he searches for missing soldiers, can be guided into a trap. A General, who wishes for the weight of his secrets to be lifted off his shoulders, can be coerced into divulging them. And a soldier, who longs to be controlled, can be easily convinced to submit to a half-Kontari girl.”
Sunny rolled off Walker’s back as she finished her inspection, her voice giddy as she delivered the good news. “Ta-Da! Your spine is as good as new!”
Walker rose to his feet, the golden voice finally silent. He stood before Sunny, his head bowed out of fear.
“Don’t just stand there, you adorable little thing, go look in the mirror! Someone other than me needs to admire my handiwork!”
The young soldier obeyed--fearful of another enthrallment-- and made his way to the back of the cage where a mirror had been affixed and was amazed at what he saw.
His body was completely healed. A year of battle-won scars were erased, leaving only smooth, supple skin. It was as if his body had never known war.
“Just like the old days, isn’t it, Mr. Walker,” Sunny said, her emphatic skills reading a warm memory nestled deep in Walker’s mind. “You’re just as beautiful as Dylan remembered you.”
Walker’s chest tightened at her words. Not a single day had passed without him thinking of Dylan, but standing in front of the mirror and looking upon the smooth, boyish skin that Dylan loved so much made his absence almost palpable.
Sunny was crestfallen. “Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry Thomas! I...I didn’t mean to-” Sunny’s words fell on deaf ears as the young soldier slumped over and sobbed, a year of repressed grief flooding his heart.
Panicked, Sunny grabbed her bag and sprinted out of the cell and back to her Grandfather’s house, leaving the young soldier alone with his grief as the sun began to set over the sky-bound village.
Walker hunched against the wall of his cell, his room filling with the light of the morning sunrise. The young soldier stared at the leather bound journal, a collection of Walker’s most cherished pieces of Dylan’s writings contained within. With daylight upon him, Walker delved into the words of his long-dead lover.
Walker lost himself in the letters, poems, and notes left behind by Dylan. The young soldier smiled as he read the memoir about the first time Dylan defended him against his longtime bully back in grade school. He laughed at the humorous free-verse poem Dylan wrote after he stood up to Walker’s family; his perfect wit and meter deftly satirizing their ignorant words. And he cried as he read Dylan’s final entry, his handwriting frantic on the page as he joyously recapped the marriage proposal he made to Walker on top of Sishwan Hill; the shallow hike being the two’s favorite place to escape the boring and stifling confines of colony life ever since they were boys.
Walker, so caught up in Dylan’s words, failed to notice Saudris' heavy footsteps as he entered the cell; the massive Kontari only gaining the human’s attention once he was towering over him with another large vessel of water.
“Good Morning, Thomas,” he said before taking a seat next to the human. Saudris placed the vessel down at Walker’s feet, his normally fierce, dragon-like eyes soft and comforting as he looked over the slightly puffy, reddened face of his prize.
“T...Thanks Saudris,” Walker said, taking the vessel to his face and drinking deeply.
“Catching up on important reading?”
“N...no. It’s...it’s just some nonsense.” Walker responded, rubbing the moisture from his eyes.
“The kind words of loved ones are never nonsense, Thomas. Their words embolden us, and remind us that there is love and joy to be had, even in the darkest of days."
Walker cringed at Saudris’ words. “A pity that I have neither...”
Saudris looked into Walker’s eyes as he spoke.
“Through waters deep I shall forever dive, and cloud-kissed peaks I shall ever climb. For if that is where your soul should stay, I shall find that place, and there we shall lay.”
Walker felt his chest tense as he listened to the Saudris recite lines from Dylan’s proposal.
“You are never without love, Thomas. The void does not nullify the bond between those who have made our lives worth living."
Saudris gave a weak smile as he watched Walker stare at the floor, only half-convinced by the Kontari's words.
“I used to write poetry for my mate as well,” Saudris said, attempting to distract the human from his painful feelings. “At first, it was clunky and insipid; nothing but big words and flowery prose that I thought would woo her. As the daughter of the tribe’s patriarch, she saw right through me in a second. ‘Saudris Blackmoon!’ she would yell, ‘if you recite one more of your horrendous poems to me, I swear to Na-il that I’ll punch the last of your dim lights out!’”
Walker looked up at Saudris, his discomfort fading as the Kontari spoke.
“So...what happened?” Walker asked.
Saudris lifted a talon to his face, tapping a small scar across his jaw. “Let’s just say, not being able to eat solid food for a day gave me plenty of time to reflect on my prose.”
The two of them laughed, a rare and precious thing in such trying times.
“She was a hard woman, Thomas,” Saudris said, lightly chuckling as he collected himself. “She knew what she wanted, and wasn’t going to settle for anything less.”
Saudris undid his uncomfortable satchel pouch as he spoke, his body bare, save for the taut loincloth that supported his hefty dragonhood.
“It wasn’t until the two of us worked together to unite the Northern Tribes 2 years later that she finally agreed that I could take her as my wife. There was one stipulation though. 'I don't want a single one of your Na-il-forsaken poems at the public ceremony!'”
Saudris looked at the enraptured human and fell silent for dramatic effect.
“And?” Walker asked. “How did it go?”
Saudris cocked his head and pointed to a smaller scar on his jaw, this time on the other side.
The two broke into laughter once again.
“You’re a pretty tough guy, Saudris,” Walker said as he rubbed his shoulders, the winds having kicked a cool breeze into the cell. “You must have really loved her.”
“More than life itself, Thomas...”
Saudris fell silent as he thought about his wife’s delicate claw intertwined with his own on their private bonding night. He remembered the way she smiled, the way she laughed, and the way she made his life feel complete. His gaze fell as he remembered that same claw as it weakly gripped his own on her death bed. Her palms coarse and rough as she coughed and bled, her lungs filled with fluid, making it impossible for her to laugh. And he remembered her smile as she slowly slipped away. It was the same radiant smile she gave to him the day they promised to never be apart, and that they would find each other again on the other side of the void.
Saudris shook off his grief and looked upon the shivering human beside him.
“Come, young human, let me help keep you warm,” Saudris said as he plucked Walker off the floor and pulled him lightly to his stomach like a teddy bear.
The young soldier sighed as he soaked in the massive creature’s heat. Walker had never felt so small in life, and he blushed as he realized how much he loved it.
“Pretty cozy, isn’t it?” Saudris asked with a wide smile, the Kontari delighted as his substantial frame wrapped around the diminutive human.
Equal parts embarrassed and titillated, Walker attempted to diffuse the situation with humor. “W...What will your wife think if she sees you spooning a human, let alone a male?”
Saudris leaned back and looked down at Walker, his smile gone, but his eyes still soft.
“She no longer walks amongst us, Thomas. Though I suspect she wouldn’t mind, even if she did.” Walker broke eye contact, regretting that he said anything.
“I...I’m sorry Saudris.”
“Don’t be, Thomas, how could you have known?”
“I...I just...I’m sorry.”
Saudris reached down and tilted Walker’s gaze towards him. “There is no need to apologize. You have not offended me.” The cell remained quiet for a good minute before Walker found the courage to speak.
“It...It was the plague, wasn’t it?”
Saudris nodded. “Yes. 15 years ago it took my wife, my children, and all my grandchildren, save for Sunny, who was 3 years old at the time.”
Walker burned with shame for sharing the same DNA with a species that could do such a thing.
“Saudris...I....”Walker stammered as he looked the Kotari in the eyes.
“Please, child. Stop apologizing,” Saudris interrupted. “We have all lost loved ones in this asinine conflict.” Saudris picked up Walker’s journal and placed it in the young soldier’s hands. “At least I have my granddaughter. The attachment you have to your loved ones is far less tangible.”
Saudris watched as Walker held the journal close to his chest, his fingers caressing the worn-down leather.
“If you don’t mind me asking, Thomas, what happened to Dylan?”
Walker hesitated a moment before responding. “He...He was killed a year ago during a raid on the Sishwan Forest Outpost. It was a civilian mining camp, away from the front lines. Dylan was on leave from his battalion, and we were taking a vacation to the outpost we both grew up at. The Kontari came in the night, when the perimeter guards left to check on a nearby camp. Dylan and some of the local militia fought them off while the rest of us fled. N...No one who stayed and fought survived long enough to see the reinforcements arrive...”
Saudris gave a deep sigh as he rubbed the shivering human’s back. “Dylan sacrificed himself so that you and the others could live. Such noble efforts are commendable.”
Tears streamed down Walker’s face as he choked out his words. “I wanted to die alongside him, Saudris...but I didn’t, I ran away with the rest of the civilians. He...he died because of me Saudris. If I hadn’t forced him to be there, if I wasn’t so weak...he would still be alive.”
Saudris pulled the human to his chest. “Nonsense, child. Dylan lived to care for and protect you, just as you lived to love and obey him. You allowed him to fight for what he cherished most; you allowed him to die with the honor.”
Walker sobbed harder, his tears running down the Kontari’s swollen, smooth-scaled chest. “I nearly blew my brains out a week afterwards...but I couldn’t bear the thought of what Dylan would have thought of me if I just gave up and died without a fight. I enlisted in his honor and told them that I wanted to live up to his legacy and avenge his death...but the truth is...I hoped that every battle would be my last, and we could finally be together again.”
Saudris gripped Walker tightly, the young soldier’s tears subsiding as he melted into the embrace of his powerful and gentle caretaker.
Saudris chuffed as he felt Walker press hard against his chest, the human’s tiny hands groping at the hard muscle before them; The Kontari's composure wavering as blood rushed to his loins.
“Y...you’re so strong Saudris. I...I want to be like you.”
“You can never be like me, child,” Saudris replied coolly. “Your place is to serve the strong, not to become them.”
Walker’s pride bristled at Saudris’ words. “I...I’m not weak! I...I-”
“There is no shame in admitting weakness, Thomas; no dishonor in needing to be protected. Shame only comes from not knowing your proper place.”
I...I nearly killed you!" Walker barked, "I coul-"
Walker was cutoff as Saudris slid his broad tongue across his face, the Kontari’s jaw opening wide enough to swallow the human whole.
The young soldier shuddered and winced as he felt Saudris' hot, heavy breath wash over him.
“Do you see, Thomas? Look at how easily you submit; how quickly you fall under the control of a superior creature. Grab my chest again, human, feel my strength under your delicate hands.”
Walker hesitated, his pride holding on by a string as Saudris' eyes narrowed, his muzzle inches from the young soldier's face.
"I gave you a command, human. Grab."
Walker's hand shook as he squeezed Saudris’ massive pectoral, his hands like a mouse’s paws in contrast.
"Does my strength not please you, child?"
Walker was silent as he pulled his hand back, his flesh cold and alone as his pride separated him from the strength he longed for.
“Too shy to speak your desires?” Saudris asked. “Allow me to loosen your tongue.”
Saudris placed Walker between his legs and gently pressed him towards his groin, the human weakly resisting as he was driven into the Kontari’s hot, musky ballsack. Saudris growled as he held the human’s face against his enormous testicles.
“Breath,” he commanded, his voice brusque and authoritative.
Walker obeyed and took a deep breath. The young soldier’s eyes fluttered and his body went slack as his olfactory senses were bombarded by the beast’s overwhelming scent. The Kontari’s raw, animalistic musk washed over him, goading him to press harder against the loincloth and pleasure the hot, humid loins that were housed within.
“Lick,” Saudris commanded.
Walker licked over the stretched loincloth. Even through the leather, the dense, acrid taste of the beast’s testicle’s coated his tongue. Walker ached to pleasure a superior male again; Saudris was right, he needed this.
“Is...is this why you kept me alive, Saudris?” Walker asked. “Do...do you want me to be your sex slave?" Shaken by the human’s question, Saudris’ self-control awakened. He had a duty to his people, and he couldn’t be tempted to claim his prize too soon.
“No, Thomas, that’s not why I’ve kept you here,” Saudris said, regaining his composure. He had to hold back, the breeding stables wouldn't be ready for another day.
Walker kneaded Saudris’ nutsack, his hands eagerly groping and digging into the bloated, juicy spheres. “It’s...It’s OK if you want me to pleasure you Saudris,” Walker said weakly, his loins overriding his pride, as they so often did.
Saudris reached into his nearby satchel as the human continued to tease him with eager hands. Saudris groped through the pouch, his concentration waning under the human’s manual adulations. As the Kontari’s claw found the white rock, Walker worked his hand towards the beast’s waist, the human’s dexterous digits attempting to disrobe the large Kontari and gain unadulterated access to his object of worship.
Saudris hesitated as he removed the sleeping chalk from the pack, half-tempted to let the human ignorantly seal his fate.
As the young soldier’s fingers found the loincloth’s tie-off, Saudris snatched him by the wrist, stopping him short.
“Th...This is what you want, right, Saudris?”
Walker’s hand shook as he looked up at his captor, the young soldier’s erection growing painful as he felt Saudris’ powerful grip around his wrist.
“I...I’m so tired of this war...so tired of being alone. J...just, please, be gentle...”
Saudris’ eyes narrowed as he came face to face with Walker. “You are here for something far more important than my pleasure, child. You are here to help build a new future.”
Walker’s breath grew sharp and short as he felt Saudris gently lick across his cheek before coming to rest near his ear. “Surely you’ve wondered where my Granddaughter has come from? Human females are far too small to copulate with, and human males, with their meek genitalia, are incapable of inseminating a Kontari female. That leaves only one option; a genetic donor.”
Walker’s breath grew shallow as he tried to decipher Saudris’ words.
“Y...You’re not making any sense.”
“A human starts here...” Saudris said, guiding the human’s hand down the thick bulge of his cock before coming to rest at his swollen testicles. “And ends up here, where he is broken down into gallons of thick, virile seed that will find its way into a dozen, fertile Kontari females.”
Walker recoiled, his eyes like saucers.
“Jesus...that’s....that’s-“
“That’s the only way for both of our people to survive,” Saudris interrupted. “Your people are already starving as they fail to master this planet’s barren soil, and my people will be extinct within a decade due to the plague that continues to ravage our bodies. Only children like Sunny are both immune to the plague and capable of living off the resources that are poisonous to humans.”
Walker cringed as he attempted to deny the truth of Saudris’ words.
“This...this isn’t right, Saudris. There has to be a better way.”
“There isn’t, Thomas. Both of our people, in their pigheaded arrogance, have brought ruin to one another. Would you deny a new generation the chance to thrive where we have failed?”
Saudris pulled Walker closer, the young soldier comforted by his captor’s embrace.
“You were willing to sacrifice your body to pleasure me, Thomas. Will you not sacrifice to create something greater than yourself?”
Walker shook as Saudris caressed his back. “Promise yourself to me, Thomas, and in return, I can give you the peace you so desperately seek.”
"I...I can't, Saudris. I just-"
"Then pleasure me, human. Give no care to anyone's desires but our own."
Saudris moved Walker’s hand to the pull string on his loincloth, the human weakly grasping at the fibers as he felt Saudris lick across the tips of his ears.
"Gratify my urges, Child. Show your master how grateful you are."
Walker pulled the tie-off, the large loincloth falling away and allowing the Kontari’s gargantuan testicles to spill out across the wooden floor like cream filled beach balls; the lightly sloshing nutsack complementing the massive cock that they fed.
“Lick,” Saudris commanded as he leaned back, eagerly displaying his full, 24” glory to the human.
Walker hesitated as he soaked in the raw heat and musk of bare dragon flesh. He was pathetic compared to such masculinity, it’s heavy, oppressive musk driving him to his knees like a Catholic at mass.
Saudris chuffed as Walker dug into his testicles, the human's mouth greedily licking and slathering his heavy sack like only a true thrall could.
“Goooood boy,” Saudris said, his tongue lolling out as the young soldier squeezed the base of his meaty erection. “Show your master how much you love him, show him how badly you want to be inside him.” Walker’s mind went foggy as he lapped over Saudris’ cock, pre-cum spilling from his erection at the thought of being part of such a powerful creature.
Saudris rocked forward and pushed the human to the ground, the massive beasts’ knees cracking as he positioned himself on all four above the human.
Towering over Walker, Saudris gripped his shaft and directed his cockhead to the human’s mouth. Walker stared wide-eyed at the tip, the Kontari’s glands nearly the size of his head.
“Lick,” Saudris commanded.
The young soldier gripped the shaft as he suckled Saudris’ bloated cockhead.
“Get your tongue in there, child, don’t be shy.” Walker cautiously probed his master’s opening, his tongue awash in the ripe flavors of his master’s discharge.
"The time is now, Thomas, give yourself to me, and submit to your fate.
Walker hesitated, his lips quivering as he spoke.
"I...I don't-"
"It will be painless, Thomas. I promise.
Walker's arms went slack, his face sinking back to Saudris' gaping dragonhood as he embraced his destiny.
"I...I am yours, Saudris. T...take me."
With a groan, Saudris pressed against the back of Walker’s head, forcing the human’s face to slide into his mewling urethral opening.
“That’s a good boy, Thomas, relax, and let your master reward your obedience."
Walker’s eyes went wide as his head slid into the slick opening, his mind dizzy as the world around him disappeared, replaced with the undulating, slimy tube of his master’s engorged cock.
Saudris sat back as his towering erection engulfed Walker’s shoulders like a hungry snake; a heavy growl in his throat as he felt the human stretch his shaft to freakish proportions.
With Walker engulfed waist deep into his turgid cock, Saudris brought the human's plump asscheeks to his snout and greedily coated the young soldier's smooth pucker with his tongue. Walker kicked and bucked as Saudris probed his asshole, The Kontari reveling in the young soldier's wriggling as he packed his thick tongue deep into the human's tight, hungry guts.
Saudris’ growled as Walker thrashed inside his shaft, the human growing closer to orgasm under the assault of the Kontari's adept tongue. With a flesh-muffled whimper, Walker dumped his load all over his master’s smooth scales, his paltry balls drained dry as the Kontari eagerly milked his prostate.
Saudris bucked his hips as Walker went slack, his cock slurping up the human's limp body like a noodle. With a final thrust, Saudris engulfed Walker’s feet, the wriggling digits being the last anyone would ever see of Thomas Walker--at least until the females were ready to receive him.
Saudris stroked his member, his palms rubbing the fleshy outline of Walker’s body as he was worked down into the Kontari's sack. Saudris sighed as he felt Walker fill his distended nutsack, the obedient human being forced into a fetal position as the humid chamber wrapped around him like a glove.
Walker groaned as the fleshy walls squeezed around him, forcing him to choke and gag on the massive pool of cum that was filling what little space he had left. Cocooned and immobile, Walker's skin began to tingle, the Kontari’s testicles wasting no time breaking him down into thick, creamy dragon jizz.
Walker’s senses faded alongside his air supply. His mind fluttered as he felt Saudris rubbing him through the tight flesh--the Kontari no doubt massaging his swollen and aching nutsack.
Walker heard Saudris’ muffled voice, but couldn’t make out the words as his mind went dark inside the fleshy tomb. The young soldier smiled as Saudris’ deep voice lulled him to sleep, his caretaker making sure he never felt alone as he was carried away to the void, his lover proudly awaiting his arrival.
Saudris stroked his bloated testicles as he felt them go still, Walker finally succumbing to his superior loins as they broke the human down into thick, virile nutrients for the next generation of sentient life. As his nutsack churned and burbled with their delicious new occupant, Saudris leaned back against the cell wall, making himself comfortable for the loud, gurgling night that was sure to follow.
“Sleep well, Thomas,” Saudris said, rubbing his swollen, aching testicles. “You and I have a lot of work to do tomorrow.”
-End
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Posted by JacktheDragon 6 years ago Report
Well this was rather interesting to read, is kinda hard too find good stories that doesn't go straight into vore and has interesting things in it.
Anyways this was fun to read and great work by the way.