Piccolo's REALLY bad night

Piccolo's REALLY bad night

Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z belongs to Akira Toriyama, not me, and I make no money from this at all.

Notes: Squicky Scary Sue

            Piccolo was spending a quiet night meditating, over a large rock by his falls, when something warm and soft pressed itself against the back of is neck. Yelling, he landed on the rock below him with a thud, and scrambled back, to see-

            What looked to be a petite, fine boned dragon looking at him quizzically.

            The Namek looked at it, frowning, wondering what it was doing here. Dragons usually left him alone… though, even in the dim light, he had to admit this was a very pretty one.

            Unlike the Hiyaa dragon, this one was slender and muscled, with some faint scars from fighting. There was no baby fat like on that little monster here… Its scales were fine as sand and glimmered faintly in the starlight…

            For some reason, Piccolo was curious to see what the rest of it looked like. Gathering up some wood, he placed it in a pile and lit it, blinking as the flames burst out, and made a questioning noise.

            The dragon was now sitting across from him, on the other side of the fire, stretched out like a cat. It was a lovely, burnished gold, with red horns and talons, which flexed as he looked at them. Its- no, her wings were huge, even while folded to her back. He could tell it was a she from the ways she was laying… and for some reason he wanted to blush.

            Her head was also large enough to house a good-sized brain, he noted absently. She was easily his size, maybe a little larger. Her eyes were pale yellow green, not like anything he'd seen before…and they were watching him, dilated. The wide jaw of her muzzle dropped, giving him an excellent view of her teeth, which she licked absently.

            "HOLY-" he yelled, backing away quickly, and falling on his back as she was just suddenly THERE in front of him, knocking him on his rump like he was a kitten.

            Now he had too good a view of her face, which was gently snuffling him, down his face, and down to his neck.

            Oddly, her skin, while scaled, was silky smooth, and was bare around the nose. He felt hysterical laughter bubble up when he realized it tickled. There was the barest nip of teeth as she worked her way down, worrying at the cloth of his gi.

            "She hasn't hurt me," he said aloud, confused as the dragon continued sniffing him. Then he heard the cloth start to rip, as the dragon delicately started to pull it from his body. Eyes wide, Piccolo didn't move as the dragon's long tongue licked down his chest, warm and wet, to the belt of his gi- which met the same fate as his top.

            "DEAR KAMI!" he gasped, as that long, forked tongue found its way around his manhood- which, despite the shock his mind was in, started to respond.

            Abruptly, the stunned Namek figured out what was happening to him.

            "This… dragon… is trying to MATE with me?" he gasped, trying to get away. No such luck, though… He wasn't going to get away; not with THAT piece of anatomy in her mouth.

            Cursing, he wanted to struggle, but the dragon would growl every time he tried to move, and add more pressure, in the most painful of places, when he did. Of course, that didn't help the fact that his body was becoming more and more aroused, despite his mental disgust with the matter. How the hell did this dragon know he liked being pinned?

            Closing his eyes, he moaned, his hips arching against his will, as the dragon pulled off him, and rested her full body weight over his chest.

            The part he'd been dreading arrived… and he was helpless to do anything about it.

            That didn't stop his scream of pleasure as his manhood was plunged into tight heat.

            "Oh, Kami," he panted, his long nails biting into the thick hide of the creature above him. "I'm being raped by a dragon and I like it!'

            Apparently the dragon was too- soft breathing and grunts were heard as the pace increased for both of them. Neither wanted to prolong this- and Piccolo came quickly, arching into the body of the scaled female above him.

            Then he shivered as he felt the dragon's climax- which was a soft, deep growl in his ear. She pulled off him, and he fell backwards, too spent to move. A warm body then curled up next to him, and he was asleep, despite the fact he wanted to take a really, really long bath.

~*~*~*~*~*~

            The morning sun struck Piccolo's eyes, making him flinch away. Rolling over, he was about to fall back asleep, when he heard…

            "HOLY SHIT! What the hell did I do last night?" screamed a feminine voice, and he sat up, immediately remembering the events of last night, feeling sick at his stomach.

            However, instead of the petite dragon he remembered from the night before, he was next to a female- well, at first glance she seemed human. She was about a foot shorter than himself, with deep red hair, yellow green eyes, and golden skin. Then he blinked, rubbing his eyes.

            Her skin was covered in scales.

            Her hands and feet were too powerful to be human, with wicked talons extruding from the fingers and toes. Her scales made a sort of natural armor, which was good, because otherwise, she'd be naked.

            "You, YOU are that dragon that fucked me last night?" he yelled, his eyes bulging.

            "You aren't a dragon," she said, looking lost. "But you smelled like one. What happened?"

            Piccolo shook his head.

            "What the hell were you doing, pinning me?" he yelled back, getting in her face as she lurched backwards.

            "I HAVE NO IDEA! I just remember… not much…"

            Piccolo groaned, and the girl put her head in her hands.

            "Dammit- I haven't been keeping track, stupid, stupid STUPID!" she screamed, and got to her feet and ran off.

            Piccolo looked at her fleeing back, and snarled, following her.

Should I continue this, or end it here?

Larania