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The elf drifted in her waking dreams, made deeper by elven music the night before. Through the trance-like state she could feel dulled sensations and slow thoughts drifting from her resting mind and body. She could feel a comfortable warmth spread across her body, warmer than it should be in early spring. The second thing she noticed was that she was lying on something softer than dirt yet not her bed.
Aylin seemed to be spooning someone, but she could not remember who, no other elf stood out in her memory, foggy as that was. All she could remember was seeing Bright-Scales in the clearing and then… suddenly it dawned on her. Opening her eyes, she found herself staring at a wall of soft blue flesh in front of her; she was cuddling Saphira's morning wood.
The elf quickly slid to the ground and stood, grinning to herself, and marveled at the legenth in front of her. Without the ethereal music clouding her mind, she could finally get a proper inspection of the monster prick. First Aylin tried to get a sense of girth by wrapping her arms around the shaft, she even squeezed in an attempt to reach, in the end she got only halfway around, although the squeezing did seem to excite the member a bit more causing it to throb in her grasp.
With a quick kiss to the tip, she slowly walked to the base of the shaft, trailing her hand along the whole way. While the majority of the shaft was smooth blue hide it did have a few large veins running down the length. Placing her hand on one such vein Aylin could feel the hot blood flowing through in time with Saphira's heartbeat.
Looking lower she saw the dragoness's massive testicles, she had always been a fan of a big sack and this was the biggest! Just looking at the massive sack filled with hot dragon cum made Aylin wet. She slowly walked over, careful not to awaken the sleeping dragon and laid a hand on one massive testicle. She could practically hear the semen splashing around inside! She slowly leaned in and lay on the sack while gently hugging it. The pheromones emitted from Saphira's genitalia we're making her light headed at this point.
It was about that time that Saphira woke up. She had felt the most wonderful sensation on her sack, a nice firm squeeze. Cracking an eyelid, she peered at her nether regions to see the elf maid from the night before hugging her massive testicles. The sight made her even harder, a large glob of pre drooling out of her slit.
The elf was enthralled with the massive balls in front of her; she was so turned on a river was running down her thighs. Laying on the sack like a bed she hugged one massive testicles to her body and squeezed gently causing an appreciative groan from Saphira. After she felt she had given the balls enough attention she moved a bit lower.
Next came the part that really intrigued her, the dragon's vagina. The lips were large but had no space between them and no hint of the pink flesh within. Stepping closer she laid a hand on the lips and gently pulled one back to see the large hole at the base where a dragon's dick would go. Immediately the smell hit her like a wall, very musky and strong yet not as pungent as other races would be. She decided she quite liked the smell.
Glancing at Saphira's head, she was mildly surprised to find the dragon looking at her.
"Having fun little one?" She asked.
"Saphira! I didn't mean to wake you. I just wanted to examine your... interesting anatomy."
She snorted, "well, no harm done."
The elf smiled in relief, she was worried the dragoness might have been offended or insulted at her actions.
"Well I suppose I wouldn't want to leave you blue balled," the elf said with a chuckle. Saphira just groaned at the bad pun.
"I can take care of myself, perhaps you'd like to watch?" The dragon asked shyly. "Besides, I could use breakfast." Before the elf had time to process that Saphira leaned her head down to her other head and parted her maw. Moving her head forward she quickly engulfed her whole cock, deepthroating herself in one motion. Due to the lack of lips, several feet of cock were visible in Saphira's mouth before plunging down her throat. The massive pole left a visible bulge in Saphira's throat where it was lodged. Looking closely Aylin could even see her tongue snaking around the appendage, or trying to.
As soon as Aylin snapped out of her daze she started fingering her pussy, this was about the most erotic sight she had ever seen, and elven orgies got very interesting. Remembering the night before she tentatively linked minds with Saphira and was instantly overcome with pleasure. Getting a blowjob apparently felt great! She began to rub herself even faster, wishing she had a cock too.
As she rubbed the elf started to mutter under her breath, spells of changing and of growth. In the traditional elven fashion this came out as singing under her breath, as if being louder would disturb the sight in front of her. As her spell started to take form the flesh above her lower lips started to itch and expand. Swelling outward she continued to weave complex spells to grow new muscles and nerves, using Saphira herself as a guide. When it was done, the elf was sporting a massive erection of her own.
Her new cock was twelve inches long and as thick as her arm, of course elves are more wiry than most races but still. Below her new cock hung a matching pair of balls the size of chicken eggs. The set was fully functional although for the moment sterile, that was complex magic indeed.
Tentatively, she reached out a hand and grasped her shaft, then gasped at the sensation! Combined with the feelings she was getting from Saphira's self-blowjob made her desperately horny. Leaning down she tried to deepthroat herself like Saphira had but found herself unable to. She could get the first three inches in her mouth but no more, practice was required it seemed.
Looking around the elf searched for some way to pleasure her new appendage, stroking simply wasn't enough for its maiden voyage! Eventually, her gaze came to rest on Saphira. Thinking of the night before it seemed ok, and the elf was too horny to care anyways. Walking to the base of her tail she found the massive entrance to Saphira's pussy, slowly she lined her new cock up with the entrance, unbeknownst to the owner who was busy trying to get herself off. Positioning herself carefully she slid herself fully inside the dragon in one thrust! And felt much room around her erection. By this point Saphira had noticed and was watching intently as she hummed around her cock.
Frowning slightly the elf tried to think of a solution, and then it came to her! Saphira had more than one hole… Looking back another foot she saw her target, the dragon's massive asshole. Unlike her pussy it looked tight enough to squeeze her prick at least a little. Using the dragon's pussy juice to lube herself she took a step to the side and slid into her new lovers most private place.
The way the walls of her tight sphincter clenched around the intruder was absolutely delicious to the elf. She decided this was her favorite form of sex, except maybe with something even tighter, like another elf. Slowly she started to pump her cock into the tight hole quickly gaining speed as she realized she was fucking a dragon and could go as fast as she liked.
The sensations proved too much for her and within a few minutes she was ready to burst and paint the dragon's bowels white. With one final thrust she buried herself to the hilt and unloaded a massive load of cum straight into the waiting asshole. The elf could feel her balls straining to get their delicious seed out fast enough as her orgasm lasted for over a minute.
During this time Saphira was not idle. Having her cock in her throat meant she had to get to work! As it was, the massive pole was visible from the outside as a large bulge in her throat. Gently licking around the shaft Saphira tried to bring herself to orgasm quickly but was unable to focus on her ministrations given the scene in front of her.
As the elf humped away at her tail hole Saphira continued her blowjob slowly, as if to draw it out. She even snaked her tongue out to lick at her sensitive balls to no avail. Finally as Aelin came Saphira managed to find her release too, the sensation of the massive elven load was too much for her. Roaring around her cock she shot gallons of hot dragon semen down her throat and into her hungry stomach. Inevitably a little bit dribble out of her jaws but this morning it was white as new fallen snow, perhaps the blue had been an effect of the ceremony?
Slowly pulling out her softening cock, the elf realised what she had done. She had mounted a dragon, without permission and used the most private of holes! She was mortified at her lack of decorum, and offending a dragon was unthinkable to an elf. Stammering incoherently she tried to offer an apology for her behavior, while speaking in the ancient language, while Saphira stared at her in bemusement, her softening cock now out of her jaws.
"You have nothing to be sorry for little one," Sahphira said, while still making the deep rumbling sound that was dragon laughter. "After all we have done you still think me ashamed? Or embarrassed?" Saphira asked, chuckeling.
"Well I am very grateful then Brightscales. Perhaps we can do it again some time?" the elf asked nervously.
"I could certainly be talked into it."
The elf smiled broadly, "So if you wouldn't mind, could I umm… ask how you became… this way?"
"Not at all, it seems the least I can do at this point. It happened during my last mating cycle. With only four dragons around and all of them female we had no potential mates. Being the only dragon here to have had one in the past the longing was worse for me. It is easy to deny something you have never known but after it is much harder." she seemed to grow solemn for a moment, "while I was pondering a solution to my problem, and admittedly wallowing just a little, I felt a rare surge of magic come over me. I did not know what to expect, but it was an exhausting experience." Dragons cannot control magic at will but when they do they can achieve anything. The methods can be unpredictable however, on account of the vast amount of magic usually used and the lack of structure given.
"When I awoke, I was tired and drained but felt different, neither good nor bad but different. I went to see if Eragon could help when I felt my balance being off while flying. I landed and looked for the problem and noticed the new appendage. My theory is that longing for a mate among females made the magic do the best it could to find me a mate, it made me male, at least partly. That was about a month ago, so far you're the only one to know, although Eragon knows something is off. I don't want anyone to worry about me when there is so much else to do." Saphira was always the strong one after all.
Aylin listened with rapt attention throughout Saphira's narrative with growing sympathy. She wished she could help in some way but didn't know how. At a loss she walked over and hugged Saphira's head, the top one, and held her for a few moments.
The unintended consequences of this were twofold, her large breasts were at eye level for Saphira to ogle, and her now flaccid cock was at mouth level.
The scent of both the elf penis and the lingering scent of Saphira herself started to harden the dragon again. Tentatively Saphira snaked out her long tongue and wrapped it around the cock in front of her. She heard a slight yelp from the elf attached to it. Despite her initial surprise and recent orgasm the elf hardened almost immediately.
"Ready for round two little one?"
The elf just moaned.