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DragonSkinned (Light Fury Dragon TfTg Story Caption):
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You that time years and years ago when you were a lil lad and your father had a lil sit down with you to tell you about your rash that the townspeople have been researching for years since your birth.
You can still all of the ridiculous doctor visits you had to take and disgusting ailments they thought would miraculously cure you of your purple scales.

You tap a soft scale on your cheek as you think back to what your father told you when he had that sit down.
He explained that you were a fabled child. One of legends who’s true kind was not with the vikings, but with the dragons.
Back then you thought your father was going to throw you on a dragon's back and let it sail you off to god knows where as if it was the kind you were meant to be with! He had a proper laugh when he heard you begging him not to do that kinda thing days after he told you about your heritage.

He said you were what the legends called a “DragonSkinned”, One who had a deeper connection with the dragons than any other, one who could understand their power and fury..! All that it took, was finding the species of dragons you’re related to.

So.. What would any kid do after learning he could use the powers of a bloody dragon? YA FUCKIN STUDIED! YOU SEARCHED! Obviously!
If all you had to do was find the species of dragon that you are inherently bonded to, then find you would guarantee.

The village was large and the amount of dragon species that the village already had in their grasp was plentiful. The dragons were our friends so your father let you explore the village as you pleased in search of this answer, you realise it was possible so he could have free time with your mom for once. One up father you smart bastard.
But, it worked well. You searched day after day, you didn’t just run past each dragon tapping it on the thigh to see if you’d get powers though… cause… that would be stupid…!

Of course you didn't spend a month trying that before your father told you that may not be how it works, which inspired you to start back from the beginning where you began to write everything down about each and every dragon species the village had to offer.
You’d ask the owners and riders of said dragons for permission to follow them along for the day so you could study their dragon and try to find similarities to your face markings in some way, most were very chill with it especially since they were all great friends of your father.

Studying kept you busy! Very busy… you were continuously scrapping notebooks into your room to the point of filling bookshelves from all of the little sketches and drawings you’d be making!
There has been a few picture of your face markings on other dragons you’ve drawn just in hope that you could have the powers and might of some of your favourites…~

But, after about a year or so of tirelessly searching, you’ve come up with no answers on what dragon species you were related to. You were bummed out for a while but your new fascinations with the dragon species started to drive you. Their locations, the subspecies, how and where they breed, just how far OUT they may all go!

The scope was enormous, Your father gifted you one of the largest maps the village has created of the surrounding land by dragon, the lead researcher on the island made it himself so the details were invaluable. But you couldn’t understand all of his writing or ways of speaking in his text about certain locations. So you visited him yourself, father warned you not to become like him since he thinks the mans a nutcase for how much he can fit in that head of his, but you’ve never found someone more interesting in your very life.. There were stories about the dragons he’s seen that sent your little heart flying out of your chest just imagining what they could physically look like!
He was a man who sketched the general shape of the dragons to study their wingspan, body shapes, and overall aerodynamics so he wasn’t the most skilled at the specific scale details like you were so he mentioned he’s never seen scales like yours before but that he wasn’t really looking either for those kind of details.

This was probably what sent you down the rabbit hole the most, who cared about what was here on the island anymore. You knew every species front and back here, what mattered now was getting OUT there, and most importantly with your fathers blessing.

So you started to devote your time to survivalist training, study logging, and the ability to fight against or with a dragon when exploring new lands. You switched focus so heavily that your father thought you’d lost hope for finding out about what species you were related to, but he could have never been more wrong… You’ve never felt more hard focused in your life to find this out. So much so that through your teen and early adult years you’ve done nothing but try to buddy up with the people who already do the current rides far out from the current lands the village owns, learning their way of speaking, everyone's names.

You took in as much info as you could so you could get in closer and rise higher than the rest.
Upon your early adult years you were gifted your own dragon who was pretrained in exploration and flight with a rider, you didn’t want an attachment to one from its birth like many did because you were purely using it for the travel capabilities and fighting prowess.

“Chief”

“Oi Chief!”

You suddenly snap out of your writing flow and look at your fluttering booklet, the wind trying to kick up the pages as you flip the booklet closed with a satisfying PUP-! Noise before buckling it properly shut and slipping it into the satchel bag resting on the side of your dragon. You look over to one of your crew who was calling you and watch him point his whole hand forward and down with his other hand resting on his forearm.

Ah, we’re close.

You nodded to your men and rested your hand on the side of your dragon's neck. Moving it down to the front of their neck to signal them to find the closest land ahead to take rest on. It wasn’t thirty seconds later before your dragon and everyone else's began their descent through the foggy clouds to reveal the high peaks of a black mountain, almost as if it was entirely covered in ash instead of snow for being so high up.
As your dragons flew down, the land revealed itself up more and more. Widening at the base dramatically and showing wide vast forests and multiple smaller mountain peaks almost in a circle. Your dragons slip down towards the beach fronts by the larger of the mountains and manage to land safely and without trouble. Shaking their head of the moisture from the fog they flew through, you do a similar motion and slip off the side of the dragon before unbuckling your entire satchel and letting it plop in the sand. You pat the side of your dragon's front leg while walking up to the forest front, letting it fly off to hunt for food as you stare over the horizon of bushes and trees ahead of you.

Your eyes scan the land and try to depict what everything may have been actively used for..
If an island has multiple mountains it often means that the caves in it are each used for a different task for the dragons. They store food in one, breed in another, sleep in one and any more isn't actively needed.

You feel a shiver start at your feet and actively crawl up your legs and butt like the feeling of something being dragged up you softly 1000’s of times.
You shudder and shake your pant leg lightly and move on from it. Must have just been a strange wind.
You itch your cheek scales softly and point your hand out and sweep it over the forest to the left of you. “You five, scan the forest front here for what types of dragons we may be working with, take your dragons with you.” you spoke as they all nodded and immediately started to jog off with their dragons still with them.
Afterwards you sweep your hand to the right forest that touches against the large mountain and glance up at it… you shiver again but you’re too focused staring at it strangely without saying anything.

You simply walk towards the forest and mountain while forgetting to make the command.

One of your men ready to do it notices and takes charge in your stead for you, your right hand man.
“PREPARE CAMP WHERE THE MOUNTAIN AND FOREST MEET!” he shouted and pointed forward in the middle of where you had scanned with your hand for them already. One of your larger men grabs your dragon's satchels and carries two along over his shoulders. Trudging along as you focus your stare to the base of the mountain, but your eyes keep just.. Glancing UP at it..

You don’t even really comprehend this as a problem, but more so a fascination. What’s up there..? Why do I want to know so badly?
Why does it feel so familiar?

Your hairs on your arm stand on end as goose bumps tremble across your body but immediately rests back down as fast as they came up. Your men follow you, focused on their loads to carry that they don’t really notice your strange demeanour.

It wasn’t until you started to see the tree’s slang upwards that you whistled out and snapped back into focus.
You raised your hand and pointed along the ground in a large arch. “We make camp here! Use the mountain as a stable point we won’t get attacked from!” you explained as everyone immediately dropped their satchels by you and grabbed large metal tail spines harvested from a village dragon's shedded quills. Spikes harder than metal that can be harvested without harming the dragon, great to set up large tents and mark locations in the dirt by staking them in the ground or trees.
It wasn’t until this moment that you noticed the hardness down your leg, glancing down and shifting your left leg you felt your cock hard as a rock throbbing down your left pant leg. The shivering up your back and butt returning as you took a deep breath and rested your eyes.

It’s fine, you’ll deal with this and then you can get back to actually working and studying the land.

You haven’t even come to consider why you’re feeling this way yet. It was like it felt too natural to really be much of a question.

‘Of course you felt this way’ you’d think. Without any second guesses on why this would be normal. The shivering, the hardness. The sudden thoughts of genitalia.

You tell everyone you need a second to deal with something and for them to keep on working on camp, if anyone needed anything then your right hand was in charge for the time being.
With that you stepped back from camp and followed along the mountain for a bit. Travelling like five to ten minutes out where you thought at this point your cock would let up but it was now DROOLING with precum..!

But again, you didn’t even feel like questioning it because it all just felt TOO natural…
You sigh and decide to take care of this so you can get back and get to researching the dragon species of this land. So you slip down your pants and prepare to masturbate, but instead of wrapping your hands around your cock and just doing it right then and there while standing. You slowly moved down to all fours.. On your hands and knees you felt your breath start to go faint as your eyes went half lidded.. Your brain was numbing.. Your ability to focus basically halving itself as you groan out audibly… You tried to speak but your tongue felt.. FAT… Making talking feel uncanny.

You leaned your side up against the mountain and groaned again as your cock without any stimulation just started to cum..! You started to jizz straight into the dirt and grass below you without having even done anything!

You moaned out LONG and hard into the open air, your breath turning steamy in the cold as your cock bounced and throbbed repeatedly under you! Streams of steamy jizz coating the floor as you sat there on your hands and knees panting. Staring forward blankly. You’d think you’d get soft… You’d think you would get up and get back to camp. But instead you just sat there for 15 minutes.. Until your refractory period was up.
Rock hard the entire time. And almost on cue you started to groan and moan again..! Your hips bucking forward slightly almost without any movement causing you to shoot fat ropes of cum into the floor exactly where you just had moments ago!

Your head sweating and spit softly drooling down your chin as you barely manage to grab the wall with a shaky hand and pull yourself upright while on your knees.

Panting at the open air as your ass sat on the heels of your boots.

Your body sweating from all parts, exuding a smell you were unable to get away from. After about 5 minutes of euphoria trembling through you, you slowly stood up…. Shuffling back around the mountain towards camp, only to realise your hard cock was swinging around still and you didn't pull your pants up.

You tried to reach past it to your pants but your stomach started to churn..!
Causing you to groan out and hold it as you fell to your knees again!
“P-PA-ah..Llease..” you panted desperately needing a break from this hard on as you gripped the grass and the rock beside you! Your hand CRACKING the rock as you sprayed cum into the ground in fast pressurised streams!!! Crying out in a spittily moan! Your hand tightening and crushing the rock into simple pebbles, but you couldn’t even focus on that. All you could revel in was how fucking horny you were… and how I-ITCHY.. Your face was…!

You rub your hand against it and scratch at your purple scales. White scales slowly pooling around your nose as you desperately shoved your other hand's forearm into the dirt and sticks in front of you and pulled them close to the underside of you. Piling a large lump of soft soil and pebbles together as you itched and scratched up and down your neck. Grabbing it and jerking it off slightly. Causing you to spiddle saliva by the cup fulls like a makeshift dick.

“A-AAHHh…!” you whined out as your pupils focus into slits..! Staring out into the forest that was starting to get dark, but your slitted draconic eyes began to focus and see through the darkness.

Something you desperately were TRYING to think about..! But it all felt too... Natural.
It was like you’ve been like this for decades. Centuries even! It felt more natural than your own human skin did on your body suddenly!

“R-RRAHH-!!!” you cried out through a soft weak breath, causing you to yack up a fat glob of spit onto your dirt pile that you shove in together and mix into warm sticky mud.
Something in your brain was screaming to stop. Something was eating at you inside to get to the others and ask for help.

But a much larger fierce part of you refused to even have that be a possibility…

THIS HEAT.. MUST .. BE.. SATIATED…!

You shoved your shivering cock into the giant warm mound of mud and stones and immediately jizz straight through it!
Your pants Tearing apart as your spine shot down with a tail! The giant meaty human skin coloured tail thumping onto the ground and slithering like a snake as you shoved your hands into the mud and tightened it around your cock! Creating a tighter seal before Jizzing another fat stream into it and BURSTING cum out the other side!!!
The giant FLOOD of pleasure and orgasmic pressure caused you to lunge forward! Gripping your hand on the mountain face and the other barely grabbing a tree. Your nails digging into the bark and growing rapidly into claws in the wood..! Your claws go to strike down the tree to try and get traction but they’re filed down to basically useless rounded nubs.
You try to talk but you gag out a fat glob of spit and saliva instead and feel your fat tongue throb out of your mouth.
A constant stream of lube like spit dripping from your mouth as you gripped your face and itched your useless claws on your white scales..! Feeling them stretch and pull throughout your skin until your entire elongating face was covered in them!

Your ability to speak English started to deteriorate faster than your orgasms came by as you tried to mumble out words past your fat puffy tongue and gallons of slick slimy saliva.

You held your face in your claws and burped bubbles of air through your spit as your belly started to dramatically increase in size.. Fattening as if you were completely filled with food. The texture of your stomach turning rubbery and stretchy as if it could be inflated to three times your body's size with food and offerings..!
You hold your face tighter as memories of gulping down entire fishes by the tons flooded your mind. Things dragons would spit into piles by you.

The flashing memories fade off as you belch through another glob of spit, bubbling out smelly fish air while your arms slowly shrink. The bend you held them to hold your face shrinking more and more until you were holding your arms to full length just to reach your face..! Your necks growing making that task harder and harder as you started to cry out desperate moans to the open air!

A laser like noise piercing the air through your fat throat repeatedly. You managed to stop yourself from calling out to mates, but only long enough to cum into your mud pile of spit and semen. But your cock wasn’t enough… something was eating away at you that this cumming wasn’t right..

Little were you able to see past your fat belly was the enormous hyper dragon pussy slowly consuming your entire space on your crotch.. Your cock struggling as a fat clitoris desperately shivering and shaking trying to cum again as it was forced down into a pleasure centre object.

Your heart started to thump extremely fast as a sense of unease hit your soul, you’re not in safety… you’re not protected…! You groaned and burped again through the spit as your ass slowly tore through your pants, your tail whipping as it fattened and got stubbier and short, unable to hide any of your fat rear as you slowly glanced up the mountaintop on your right side. F-far… So.. F-far…

You slowly leaned forward and squashed your mud pile with your giant food filled belly, slowly dragging your claws to your left to try and turn around your giant growing body.
Upon moving even a few inches though you felt your body shaking all over, your ass inflating to even more tremendous sizes as you realised your legs were extremely large and long in comparison to your front legs. Forcing you to constantly stand with your ass up and ready to be plowed by a meaty dragon.

T-this was wrong… This IS wrong..! But you.. You need safety more than this is wrong..

You echo out your strange mating call once more as your tailhole suddenly began to inflate and shiver. Puffing up and filling with fatty mass on the spot!

Your entire rear end of the hyper pussy and donut tailhole raising an incredibly strong scent as you begin to instinctively fan your tail at it, spreading and wafting around your pussy smells across the forest floor. Letting it soak into the land and the plants itself so dragons all around can flock from miles away to find you.
Your head slumped down as your back felt a pressure trying to push out of it.
You couldn’t handle any more changes, you just let it all come naturally. Your eyes resting low as your back PUSHED and revealed two wings!

Once so small and useless that they couldn’t even flap fast enough to raise a fly let alone their miniature size.
You realised what species of dragon you were… a Light fury.
You tried to retract your teeth, globbing your fat tongue over them. But you realised your sub species of breed was so used and specifically bred that your claws can’t scratch or dig into the softest of woods, your teeth are so nubbed and shaved that you can’t chew on anything.
Your bodies are so plump and filled that you’re not designed to move a day in your life.

The subspecies didn’t fly to such an insane degree that their wings just stopped developing…
Your tails stubby and fat yet developed additional tail flaps just to spread your scent better..
Your mouth and tongue used as a local cock wetter just to fuck faster and more efficiently in your ass.

“UU-..UURRMmN..Aah….-.!” you tried to call out to your viking brethren. The humans.. Flapping your tiny wings and barely taking one useless step before your nose sniffed the air… it stinks…

Stinks of-

You slowly turn your head and stare in the close eyes of a Monstrous Nightmare… The dragon stares deep and close for a moment before sniffing deep against your neck. You tilted your head as if exposing it to him.. Giving your entire body and life away to the beast immediately… as if you were in his claws since the second you smelt him..

They slowly pull their head back and let out a low growl, one that makes your entire body shiver and tremble.. You station your legs and raise your rump higher, you can’t stop yourself… you need this more than anything you’ve ever needed.. You’ve never felt so….

MOTIVATED, before.
You groan at them and look up at the mountain tops, your kind can’t move.. You GET moved.
The monstrous nightmare seems to understand and grasps its giant claws around your upper half and digs their claws into your fat asscheeks.

The thick ass scales and extra cushion are gripped perfectly as the dragon struggles to get proper gusts of air down to raise your heavy ass.
But with enough flaps down it manages to raise you from the ground! Carrying you up the mountain in large sweeping circles around it. Waiting for you to call the spot you want to be placed.

You softly moan at one of his claws shoving itself right up your puffy donut. Causing you to dribble juices down your leg from your hyper pussy until you spot a ledge, your eyes widening at the glimmering inside the cave!

HOME…

You groaned out to the beast and it immediately swept down to the cave opening and landed inside atop of you.
Your fat belly sloshes and rolls on the ground as you shove your stubby front legs into the floor. But the momentum carries your giant ass to the right and causes it to fall on its right thigh. The Giant thing nearly too heavy for you to reposition as the monstrous nightmare who had brought you here began to huff and puff through its nostrils.. It’s eyes getting dreary as your scents in an enclosed space sent it wild!

You glance back at them weakly as lust clouded your very thoughts. you didn’t even notice the dragon was wearing your dragon's saddle..

What dragon did you own..? You can’t OWN a dragon. you fuck them. You lay their eggs and they take care of you in turn! T-they.

Your very thought was quenched with the sensation of a steamy cock sliding up your tight pussy tunnels.
The walls of it hugging tightly against the dragon's cock as it leaned over you completely! It’s wing’s wrapping a dome around the two of you that created a cesspool stink of sex and steamy breath!
When the dragon finally pulled back, you felt your brain suck back with it. Like a plunger constantly trying to unlodge your thoughts! THRUST! PULL! THRUST! PULL!
Everything you knew was pulling apart at the seams! You felt the fury of a dragon alright..! The feeling of a true light fury!

Was this who you were meant to be? Was this your purpose!? Every single cell on your body was SCREAMING yes! And you couldn’t even develop a thought to think against it at this point as giant fat loads of cum filled your insides! But you’re not a breeder dragon because they fuck and leave, the SECOND they came in your pussy the dragon pulled out and STUFFED their cock back up your donut! Thrusting longer and harder to keep the hard on as they replenished on cum! Waiting just for the right time to stuff it back in your pussy and refill you.
Your eyes fluttered as you gained visions of 100’s of breeder light furies in these caverns.. Eggs scattered everywhere. Dragons of all types fighting for your bodies as you were fed fish in exchange for fucks.

Throughout the next coming hours when the monstrous nightmare would stop.. You’d immediately start fanning your tail for another dragon to find you, a dragon with a set of satchels came in once to take you on.
Then another…
And another…

Days ed.. The entire cavern was filled with panting exhausted dragons, all except you.. Your ass laid on its side ready for more even after days of endless fucking.
You were as fresh as the day you started.

The vikings without dragons confused and lost on what to do. Continuing to study without their chief, and to travel without their dragons.
They sent emergency flares in the sky to warn the village to send boats and in the meantime continued to keep exploring to time.

It was months… Months until they found you, unable to recognize the giant breeding beast. Their own dragons hiding from their owners so as to not have to leave you.

Their initial plans were to take you home with them, some wanted to just fuck you while they waited.. But after a long discussion while awaiting their ships, they decided to keep you here, Taking your crossbreeding eggs you’ve created and deciding to return every few months to collect eggs from the wild variety of dragons your kind would bring in from across different lands to take home and diversify their own dragon clutches at their village.
Returning any subspecies breeding variants like yourself that may extremely rarely come up in these egg clutches.

What did you think about all of this?

You were just thinking when the next cock was going to get shoved up your ass since it’s been 5 seconds without one.

obviously~