Kobayashi's Dragon Tamer (Part 2)

Weeks prior.

There were a few odd things that had happened as she went into work today.

Firstly, Kobayashi almost didn’t notice that she walked right through a light purple veil of magic in the revolving doors. She had assumed it was Tohru hiding somewhere to ‘surprise’ her with a perception veil and a demand they spend their ‘summer of love’ doing a lot of secret perverted things together. If Kobayashi knew magic better, she’d know that the purple glow she’d walked through wasn’t ‘perception blocking’ but ‘perception altering’.

The second odd thing was Elma blowing some guy.

It didn’t seem that odd to see the hungry dragon girl devouring a penis in broad daylight instead of doing her work… though it really felt like it should, Kobayashi couldn’t actually find a reason as to why it seemed odd. Maybe it was who she was blowing, as the man’s face seemed unrecognisable.

“Hey, Takiya,” she whispered to her friend, gesturing over to the scene, “Who’s the new guy?”

“Kaito,” he yawned, still trying to get through his first morning coffee. “He’s the new dragon tamer.”

“Dragon tamer? We need one of those?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Probably, with how many dragon related incidents we have to sweep under the rug…” said Takiya, head leaning in his hand as he clicked around his screen. “Elma’s endless hunger probably did need to be trained, don’t you think?”

“I guess…” she hummed in thought. Elma did seem to demonstrate it by moaning loudly while drinking the guy’s cum right at her desk. They were on company time, and Elma did often sneak off to go have a fourth or fifth lunch… but still, it felt odd to see her being ‘trained’.

“Maybe I can get him to work his magic on Faf-kun. That guy seriously needs to learn to bathe more…”

Before she could respond the third odd thing happened. Kobayashi was called to the new boss’ office.

“I didn’t realise I was getting a new boss,” she mumbled, sitting opposite a large breasted woman she’d never met before.

The new woman sat at the boss’ desk had shaggy icy white hair, slicked back in a loose ponytail that had strands poking out all over. Her suit was scarlet red and hung over her shoulders like a mob boss, with a long sleeve pitch black shirt and no tie to really emphasise just how large her breasts were, sitting somewhere between Tohru and Lucoa’s in size. She had a grimace on her face, though it was hard to fully read her with those imposing sunglasses blocking her eyes.

Kobayashi felt a little trepidatious about the meeting. Though it might be because Kaito stood beside the boss on the left, while Elma looked awkwardly on from the back of the room.

“Twas a merger, human,” she replied with a low rumble. “I am Amomïtuti. Your old boss stepped down for me to become the head of both companies. Jigokumeguri System Engineering Inc. will now become Jigokumeguri System Engineering and D Inc.”

“D?”

Amomïtuti nodded, keeping her snarling frown, “Yes. For Dragon.”

Kobayashi made no motion whatsoever. “I see. I take it you are a dragon then?”

“Correct,” said Amomïtuti, reaching over and taking Kaito’s wrist before landing it on her breast. “How does that make you feel?”

For a moment she wondered if she meant what Kaito was doing, but that all seemed so natural it felt almost patronising to acknowledge it. “You as a boss? I hope we get along well.”

“Good. I was told you had a special relationship with dragons, your composure just confirms those suspicions,” Amomïtuti nodded, opening her shirt to give Kaito full access to her huge breast for a massage. “I have a task for you, Kobayashi.”

“Of course,” she nodded. No way she was going to get away without some shenanigans going down. Not that a dragon was in charge of her company. “What would you have me do?”

“My tamer here is dealing with integrating dragons into the workplace. But he’s found some issues dealing with your coworker there,” she said, pointing to the flinching Elma. “To help the training stick, and to assist in human/dragon relations around the office, I’m tasking you to take the dragon training as well.”

“...but I’m human.”

“After the merger, my skills are transferable,” said Kaito, smiling at Kobayashi before extending his non groping hand towards her. “Kaito the Dragon Tamer by the way, nice to meet you Kobayashi-san.”

Kobayashi frowned a little but still shook his hand. “I still don’t think I’m the right woman for this.”

“Of course you are, Kobayashi-san!” Elma quickly defended, “You’re the smartest and the kindest around! You can handle dragon training easy! I’m the ditz that keeps messing it up…”

Amomïtuti exhaled a slightly ragged breath, “It will officially be dealt with as on the job training. I know you too believe that dragons and humans can live together harmoniously, so it stands to reason that if a human can make it through dragon training it will prove we are not so different. All you need to do is follow Kaito’s instructions. It might require you to do many long nights, but I know that it will boost morale for this merger.”

It all made sense, but it was still making her feel an uneasy pit in her stomach. Maybe it was because Kaito hadn’t let go of her hand yet? Still shaking it. Still keeping a firm grip on her in a way that made her not want to pull away. Then his other hand adjusted her tie, then her glasses, her collar, she went to look at him repeatedly but he always moved her chin back to look at Amomïtuti.

Kobayashi was slowly coming around to the idea, but still felt like it was quite a burden. “Hmm…”

“If you complete the course you also get an extra week of paid vacation a year.”

“I’m in.”

---

“Thank you, Kobayashi-san!” Elma beamed, hugging her friend as soon as they were out of the room. “Thank you thank you thank you!”

“It’s fine, Elma,” said Kobayashi, lightly pushing off the plush glutton. “I still don’t think I should be doing ‘dragon training’, but if it helps prove we’re similar then I guess I’ll go through with it. I’m sure Tohru won’t like the idea of a lot of long nights though…”

Elma suddenly froze, “Ah! Yeah… um, o-one other thing… do you think you could… keep this a secret from Tohru?”

“What?”

“Just the bit about dragon training!” she clapped her hands together to beg, “Just tell her it’s for the merger! I’d be so embarrassed if she found out I need to be trained! Pleasepleasepleasplease-”

“Fine!” Kobayashi groaned, “I’ll omit that part. I don’t really want her snooping around here anyway.”

“Yay! Thank you, Kobayashi-san!” Elma jumped in for another hug. “Let me treat you to a snack! Here, my Kit-Kat!” She rummaged around in her cleavage before pulling out a half eaten melted candy bar.

“...I’m good, thanks.”

Elma shrugged before eating it in one bite, “More for me!”

---

The first week of training was still strange.

Every day Kobayashi would walk through the purple magic wall and be greeted with a new normality that made her stomach twist but her mind stay placid.

Kobayashi didn’t really think much of Kaito’s philosophies as he explained them to her. Seemed a bit misogynistic to expect Elma to become a better office drone the more her pussy was stimulated, but he was the dragon tamer here so she decided to let it slide. It was just a bother that she’d also need to have her pussy stimulated while at work.

There was a lot of touching on the first day. Kaito had given them both massages as a ‘welcome to the program’ gift, which was nice. Really helped her aching shoulders out. But then the first task was to be the office stress ball. Both her and Elma had to walk around with butts ready to be groped and squeezed by anyone showing any level of stress.

Kobayashi believed herself a flat nothingburger of a woman with all her heart. Tohru fell for her from her actions, not her actual body. And no amount of gushing from that overeager dragon was going to change her mind on that.

But it was strange just how into groping her ass men were getting.

Surely Elma would have been the favourite to squeeze? The ass of a dragon that had also been puffed up by more pastries than one bakery could make in a day. But no. A line had formed to squeeze Kobayashi’s bouncy stress ball. As if she was more of an office desire than Elma was. But that was crazy.

Everyone had to work late for the merger, so Kobayashi’s ass was used well into the night until it hurt to sit on the bus home.

The next day had the same massage into task combo.

Both Kobayashi and Elma had to become ‘Office Equipment’ for the rest of the day. They thought that meant being footstools or tables, but Kaito invented new pieces of equipment for them to be. Standing on one side of the office like stationary animatronic mannequins and waiting to be ‘awoken’ by their coworkers. For Elma, that meant you fed her a piece of food and she’d come to life to hug you. Rejuvenating her coworkers by lewdly rubbing her breasts against their chests. Kobayashi-tron was used in a different way, instead you would open her jaw, whisper a technical problem into her mouth, swirl your tongue against hers to make sure she understood it, then she’d respond on how to solve it.

Again, Kobayashi and Elma were equally popular during the day and night. Elma did keep spirits high, but Kobayashi’s expertise was way too useful to actually complete their jobs at a reasonable rate.

The next day the pair were only allowed to wear their bra and panties. It was an extension on the equipment task, but instead they were now whiteboards. For the whole day they had to be written on with marker, with their coworkers being tasked to write encouraging messages to share with the rest of the office. It felt somewhat contrived and a little hokey, but Kobayashi mostly disliked it for how exposed she felt. The amount of time a coworker stared at a weird point of her body trying to think of something to write felt so embarrassing.

Not as embarrassing as being leashed and being forced to crawl next to Elma to prove how alike they were.

Kobayashi learned during that next day that Elma had been giving Kaito daily blowjobs as part of her training. It was specifically to make sure that she was well fed at all times, as Kaito’s testicles provided ample amounts of protein for the dragon.

Despite not wanting to in the slightest, the pedant in Kobayashi pointed out that she did need to match Elma’s training as part of her job.

She’d never given a blowjob before, and it was perhaps the deepest end she could be thrown into in terms of male tools to suck. Kaito kept encouraging her through the whole event, never forcing her to take more than the tip into her mouth and allowing her to simply lick him more than suck him. He was surprisingly tasty, and his cum even moreso, so at least it could have been worse.

Having to collect the semen of her coworkers? Now that was the worst.

Kaito wanted to put on a demonstration for the office of how similar Elma and Kobayashi were in terms of ability to drink jizz. As such, they had to go around with a jug and jerk every man that wanted to be jerked into it.

As you’d think, a lot of men agreed.

Kobayashi started the day thinking this was a doomed endeavour. The butt squeezing was one thing, but nobody wanted her to actually get intimate with them, right? Thankfully it wasn’t a competition between her and Elma, but it still lowkey felt like it.

Crouching beneath the desk of a portly man she’d known for years, she was only allowed to jerk him off as he worked to keep their merger goals on track. He’d never really seemed into her, he was known for having wandering eyes for all the women of the office except for her. And she believed he secretly really wanted Elma but was stuck with her.

Yet he came so quickly she almost didn’t get him to aim in the jug.

There was no part of the magic spell that had made Kobayashi’s hand techniques more likely to succeed than she thought. No, it was all just a steady hand and nice grip that made the next three men she wanked feel so very blissful as well.

Her confidence slowly grew along with the amount of semen in her jug. By the end of the day, Kobayashi was a jerkoff machine. She felt like she totally understood the male tool, and could approach any man on the street and have them milked within five minutes maximum.

“Don’t get too excited, Takiya,” she had scolded, taking a hold of her friend’s cock beneath his desk and pulling gently. “Try to hold on as long as you can. It generates more semen per stroke, and it means I won’t have to come back in an hour to drain you again.”

“You say that…” he huffed, trying to type while shudders of pleasure ran through him, “But aren’t you a… a little too g-good at this? Hoo…”

“Oi. What did I say?” she huffed, letting go of his pulsing penis just before it had exploded. Instead she squeezed his nuts to feel his expected result. “Hmm… maybe I’ll just push you to the edge a few more times.”

He chuckled, “This is because I left you with the tab the other night, isn’t it?”

“Maybe.”

“Hmm… still, this is sort of nostalgic,” he hummed. She frowned, wondering when exactly they had ever done this, “Oh, not us. Just remembering when I had to take care of Faf-kun’s needs… he gets so into his gaming sometimes…”

“What’s that look? I thought you’d understand.”

“Of course I do. I’m just wondering if you’re getting excited because you secretly think I’m mannish.”

He shrugged, “Doesn’t hurt… OW! That does!”

Once his jizz was added to the pile, Kobayashi and Elma had to drink their respective jugs in front of everyone. Thankfully Elma knew a spell to warm food, and so Kobayashi didn’t have to chug a jug full of cold lumpy cum. It was still more protein than she’d ever drank in one go before, and she needed a few breathers compared to Elma’s insta-chugged-jug. Still, she managed to accomplish her goal, even if she had cum dripping down her front and a bit of a belly to her after drinking all that jizz in one go.

Other tasks from the next week and a half:

Vibrators placed in their pussies that the top worker of the hour could control. It stayed at maximum through most of the day.

Having to lick clean any man’s unclean face. Of course this was the day that powdered donuts were brought in. It was as if they were trying to make a mess…

‘Losing’ their underwear in the office, and rewarding the man who found them with a blowjob.

Penis inspection day, where the two sat next to each other and looked at their coworkers’ cocks. If either of them wanted to suck a dick, they would have to give them a duo BJ. Elma wanted to taste everyone’s meat, much to Kobayashi’s chagrin.

Depending on if you were the left (Kobayashi) or right (Elma) side of the office, if you made a mistake in your report then Kaito would have to bend the appropriate woman over his knee and loudly spank her ass.

Becoming ‘water coolers’ and spitting in any man’s mouth that asks.

Naked full body massages. Giving them this time, not receiving. And using their pussy juice as massage oil. (They also tried to be naked body sushi platters, but Elma kept eating all the sushi before it could be served.)

Playboy bunny day. Serving their ‘customers’ with a smile that Kobayashi struggled to maintain through the embarrassment of her clothing, while Elma bounced around happily.

Reading out announcements over the tannoy while getting fingerfucked by Kaito.

The tasks were lewd, obtuse, and kept them busy for long hours of the night. Kobayashi barely had enough time to go get a post work drink with Takiya most nights.

By the time she got home, Tohru was always asleep. Food ready for her in the fridge. Kobayashi had been given the privilege of only appearing for the second half of the day so she could sleep, but because of that Tohru was always gone when she woke. She never had the heart to wake her up just so she could vent about work. The merger training wouldn’t last forever anyway.

Though the amount of times she was awoken by that noisy neighbour’s loud fucking was getting annoying.

It was good pay, and Elma was really improving as they worked together. She was becoming a dutiful worker the longer Kaito kept her under his wing, and always threw her whole self into every task now. Elma hadn’t snuck off for snacks once.

Kobayashi noticed things though. Like how despite the heavy increase of orgasms she had in her life now, Elma seemed to be unable to reach that climax. Even during the one day they masturbated with dildos for the whole night.

When asked about it, Elma just said she wasn’t deep enough into training yet.

Nothing else out of the ordinary happened for a few days. There was maybe a bit more focus on their pussies, like when they had to be fingerfucked every time they provided tech support for a coworker, or how they had to ‘mark their territory’ by squirting on various items around the office.

The next ‘event’ so to speak was actually out of the office. When Kobayashi bumped into Kaito at the bar, with Lucoa hanging onto his side.

“Oh, hey Kobayashi-san~” a slightly drunk Kaito waved.

Lucoa waved too, “Mm~ wassup Kobayashi~”

“Kaito, Lucoa,” she nodded, “Didn’t know you two knew each other.”

“Course! I was the first one he ever tamed!” she beamed, thrusting her tankard forwards as an offer, “Wanna drink with us?”

Kobayashi shook her head, “I should really get back to Tohru.”

“Come on~!” Kaito jilted, “Consider this part of your office training! Socialising after work!”

“...shouldn’t Elma be here too then?” she said with a quirked eyebrow.

They turned to their booth, where Elma was waiting there with a large smile and a beer. “Kobayashi-san! Over here!”

She couldn’t help but sigh.

---

The night had been fairly tame. Just a lot of drinking, chatting, and catching up. She was told that Lucoa’s secret observation task with Tohru had ‘wrapped up’ which was why she was out and Tohru wasn’t. It was nice chatting with a different face for a bit. It felt like her whole life had begun to revolve around that office.

Elma was getting very touchy feely with Kaito, which seemed much less appropriate now they were outside the office, but Kobayashi was a few too many drinks down to get in her face about it.

She finished ranting about the greatness of Victorian maids to Kaito and began talking to Lucoa about work.

“Sho the breeding thing… that’sh reeal?”

“Yeah!” Lucoa nodded, “You’re a very knowledgeable girl, Kobayashi-san. But Dragon biology isn’t very well documented outside of ancient tomes from long forgotten libraries.” she tilted her head to her boyfriend lovingly, lovehearts and beer bubbles practically radiating off her character design. “Kaito knows though. He’s as obsessed with dragons as you are with maids.”

Kobayashi clicked her tongue, “Doubt it.”

“You talking dragonsh?!” Kaito gasped, turning almost full 180 from Elma towards them. “You ever hear about the Horn Beckled Greeblack? Its wingshpan iz az bigger than three planesh!”

As he began his own long winded rant, Kobayashi had more questions for Lucoa.

“Sho… you have hish kid?”

“I do,” she nodded. Lucoa tilted her smile slightly, “What’s up, Kobayashi? Jealous?”

Kobayashi shook her head, “Curioush. For Elma’sh shake.”

“I am a better person thanks to Kaito’s taming. No longer chasing and bothering young boys, I found a purpose thanks to him, and I wouldn’t be like this without him suppressing my dragon instinct to breed,” said Lucoa, looking over to Elma enraptured by Kaito’s rant, “If Elma-chan believes she can be a better office worker through those same methods, are you going to deny her?”

“...”

Kobayashi didn’t have a counter to that. Despite no longer being under the direct influence of the purple magic wall of work, her reality had been warped so many times that Lucoa was making sense.

Their training was linked together. What would she do if Elma wanted to breed with Kaito…?

---

She didn’t have to wait long for an answer.

“AHHN! AHHN! KAITO-KUN~!”

“HUNGRY GIRL, AREN’T YOU?”

The four of them found their way back to Kaito’s apartment where Elma was currently getting rapidly and heavily fucked by Kaito’s huge penis.

Kobayashi stood nearby with jaw slack, wondering why she had agreed to let this happen. Elma had just looked so pitiful while she begged… weeping openly about needing this job to be able to eat until Kobayashi just… gave in. It was probably the beer that had done it, but reality now sobered her right up.

Lucoa was standing happy and naked next to Kobayashi, still smiling her knowing smile at her.

“Excited for your turn?”

“I can’t believe you were the loud neighbours…” Kobayashi sighed, placing her fingers on her temples while Elma jiggled around in front of her. “Like, seriously, what the hell? You wake me up so often…”

“You notice how nobody else in the building complained?” Lucoa asked, to which Kobayashi realised she was right. “A perception filter. It’s weak, which is a dragon and those close to dragons can still hear through it, but keeps us hidden from the rest of the humans in the building.”

Kobayashi’s eyes tightened.

“...why would you set it up weak enough to only bother us?”

She didn’t get to follow up with the question, as Elma was screaming too loud while getting filled to the brim with cum.

“Whoo! Good stuff, Elma-chan!” Kaito laughed, rubbing her stuffed belly and watching his cum seep out of her. “Heh, looks like I need a certain maiiiii-Kobayashi! Your turn, right?”

The office drone who thought nothing of her flat body suddenly found herself on the business end of one the world’s largest cocks. Sure, she’d gotten pretty good at deepthroating Kaito after so many evenings practicing, but that beast actually wanted to fuck her?

“You can’t be serious.”

He gave a polite shrug, “Dead serious I’m afraid, clothes off, your turn.”

“Skip me, just do Lucoa,” Kobayashi waved off, “Let’s not pretend you’re interested in this…” she gestured from her whole body to the jiggly squish queen next to her, “...when you have this ridiculous thing right here.”

Lucoa chuckled, “Aww, such a sweet talker, Kobayashi-san~”

“Lucoa,” said the still drunk Kaito, offering his whole body to her, “Do that truth magic thing.”

The dragon looked somewhat trepidatious about using such a spell, but still did as she was told. A blue aura wafted over Kaito who took a deep breath before saying, “I want to fuck you, Kobayashi. I think all women, big or small, deserve to get a huge dick inside them. I truly believe you are a beautiful woman.”

“I…” she murmured, never having been spoken to like that by a man before. “Fine, you weirdo…”

---

Despite being naked, kneeling, and clearly leaking on Kaito’s sheets, Kobayashi still acted like she didn’t belong here. Keeping her eyes away from his beastly dick while expecting him to make the first move. Like she was challenging his resolve to fuck her.

He didn’t disappoint. Cupping her chin to move it towards him, a manly firmness to his grip she couldn’t get away from.

They kissed. The first person to ever kiss her outside of Tohru and everyone from work. Something about the way he was claiming her, a possessive passion to his actions, that was making Kobayashi’s heart thump hard in her chest.

Slowly she softened up to him, opening up her body language as his thick manly hands began to roam her sensitive skin.

Kaito’s hands were not shy in proving his love of all types of women. He may have been a dragon lover at heart, but naked human women needing to be tamed were a close second. Running digits down her back, tracing the lines of her body, cupping a hand over her much-more-ample-than-she-believed buttocks, flicking her sensitive protruding nipple, making the great Kobayashi moan into his mouth and melt on his touch.

He didn’t force her to do anything. Yet Kobayashi was the one to start rubbing her dainty hands over his Elma soaked cock, slowly pumping him as his hands worked their magic. Maybe she believed she could make him cum without penetration, but considering how expert she’d gotten at milking her coworkers, Kaito knew she could have been trying harder on him. Kobayashi wanted him to stay hard.

Slowly he began to move her body. A slight tap here, a spread leg there. Maybe if she wasn’t still a little tipsy and high on pheromones Kobayashi could have caught his strange actions. But all of it was building towards her on her back, with a demonically large cockhead aimed to torpedo bomb into her throbbing pussy.

The feel of his precum bubbling out into her made her shudder, her pussy reciprocating in kind by smearing his helmet in juices. A begging look in her eyes as they finally broke the kiss and she looked up at him. Just a man and a woman who wanted each other.

“You really are beautiful, Kobayashi,” he reaffirmed, no magic needed to make her believe him this time, as he started to penetrate the woman’s pussy and heart.

Kobayashi gasped, her spine arching as Kaito spread out her walls to a ridiculous degree. If she hadn’t done the dildo training she knew this would have probably hurt a lot more, but right now she was feeling only ludicrous pleasure spreading out from her cunt. A silent scream trapped in her throat as she shuddered over and over again.

Sparks illuminated her usually much more analytical mind. No thoughts of Lucoa or Elma watching on with proud smiles, or work with Takiya and Amomïtuti, or Ilulu and Kanna…

…and no thoughts of Tohru at all.

Kaito’s cock was all that mattered right now.

A studly man training her to be a better office drone by rhythmically fucking her on his bed in the middle of the night.

Kobayashi's body took over, her hips rising to meet his, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper. Her hands, which had been lying limply at her sides, now started their own exploration of his body. Feeling just how hard his pecs were as they climbed up his body before taking his head and lightly dragging it back down to have him kiss her again.

The woman who prided herself on her composure was gone. In her place was a creature of pure sensation, moaning, writhing, and begging for more.

Just like Elma (who was currently dipping cookies into the semen leaking from her pussy), Kobayashi needed to be bred by Kaito for the training. Yet in her pleasure fugue she just wanted to keep this pleasure going. Kaito’s dick was relentless. Slamming into her pussy like he could make her pregnant just by brute forcing open her cervix. He mumbled some warning into her mouth, but she just dragged him back to do more kisses.

Cum erupted inside Kobayashi so hard that her orgasm ripped through her. She wrapped so tightly around Kaito as he pumped his ropes into her womb, moaning out in a quiet yet guttural climax directly into his ear. His pleasure got the better of him too, wrapping his own arms around her and lifting her off the bed. They shared a cocoon of limbs as she was dragged up to sit on his kneeling lap, boiling cum still blasting upwards into her as her cervix rested entirely on his massive dick.

Finally it started deflating enough for Kobayashi to breathe, a torrent of jizz flowing out of her while she rested her overstimulated head on his shoulder. Panting together, his hand gently stroking her hair, it was the single greatest orgasm of her life with practically no contest.

“That was really hot, Kobayashi-san! My turn again!” Elma cheered out, suddenly noticing the river of white pooling beneath them. “Actually, are you going to eat that? More for me!” she said, licking her lips before diving down and lewdly licking up the seed.

Kobayashi hoped Elma still wanted another turn. That would give her an excuse to ride Kaito again too.

---

As soon as the sun began to peer through his curtains, Kobayashi and Elma were sent on their way. Tired girls that needed sleep before going back to work for more sexual training. Leaving an equally exhausted Kaito and Lucoa in their apartment yet again.

“Whoo~ I’m beat!” said Kaito, stretching out on his bed, head barely able to lift from his pillow after such a long day.

“Tohru will be here soon,” said Lucoa, snuggling up to him close.

“‘Soon’ for the rest of the world,” he smirked, giving her a quick peck on the head. “See you in eight hours, sugarlips.”

Lucoa nodded, a faint magical grey glow overtaking the pair. “Sleep,” she said, feeling extremely drowsy but managing to add: “Time warp.” before drifting off.

A translucent bubble wrapped around the pair. Though the time on their clock remained at 06:02 outside, they were moving at fast forward speed while sleeping in the bubble. A full eight hours passed in the time it took for the clock to shift to 06:03. They awoke as soon as it popped, stretching out with refreshed bodies and full libidos.

“Sensei! I’m here!” Tohru cheered out, bursting into their apartment and stripping down her dress while heading towards the kitchen, “I brought some eggs and bacon for breakfast! I’ll cook them up and then you can give me my massage~!”

---

“I think I messed up…” said Kobayashi when she was in the office again. Looking positively wracked with guilt.

“What’s up, Kobayashi?” asked Takeya, sitting down at his desk. He didn’t get to see her much. Just in these early hours when she was filing her training reports.

She gulped, shifting another layer of sweat from her head, “I fucked Kaito.”

“So? You’ve done weirder to me. Remember rimming day?”

“Outside of work,” she admitted, “And he came inside me. I… I think I might be…”

“Oh,” he replied, eyebrows going up, “Have you told Tohru?”

“Not yet,” she replied solemnly. “How do you tell someone she might have to raise a stranger’s baby? Just because I had to for some work training…”

Her boss, Amomïtuti, suddenly appeared and slammed her coffee down on Kobayashi’s desk hard enough to make her jump.

“You aren’t expecting to keep the child, are you?”

Kobayashi blinked rapidly in confusion, “W-wha-?”

“You crafted that child using company assets, on company time, using company training. Legally, the baby in your belly is ours.” She explained, already having the contract Kobayashi signed ready to go. Indeed, the fine print covered child birth too. “While pregnant, you shall receive any and all aid you require. A company credit card. Medical personnel on call. And once the child is born it shall receive a full scholarship and parental care through our many mother-like professionals I’ve hired.

Kobayashi just frowned at the contract, “Really? You’ve prepped all this?”

“Kaito is bringing unity to dragon and human kind alike. It is a small price to pay to make sure his many offspring are cared for, is it not?”

“I guess…” she frowned, still feeling a bit weird to have something grow inside her for so long that just belonged ‘to the company’. Shouldn’t she be properly compensated for it?

“You also get a bonus pregnancy salary that runs every hour from now until the birth. And six weeks paid maternity leave”

“I’m in.”

---

After sex was introduced, every day in the office began to include it to some degree. Most of the time it was just during the massages, where Elma would get too handsy with Kaito and need to have her erotic hunger tamed again. Yet Kobayashi always had to have her turn directly after Elma’s, for the sake of the office training’s neutrality. She acted like it was a chore, but had also stopped chiding Elma for her hunger.

Thankfully, they weren’t made to fuck any other coworkers. Blowjobs while getting fucked by Kaito was still on the table, but other than that they kept pretty exclusively as ‘Kaito’s women’.

They didn’t really need to be the office sluts anyway. After so many glowing reviews of his training, many of the women in the office willingly began to join the same course as Kobayashi and Elma. It really helped alleviate the tension of all the workers that were beginning to feel sexually frustrated listening to Elma and Kobayashi moan so much with Kaito. Plus there were new Dragon women hires from the merger that also needed taming, and dragon men that wanted to fuck humans. The whole office became a draconic sex den, passing around women like they were memos.

Kobayashi and Elma kept up their training, but they weren’t as much of the focus for the office’s gaze.

They still participated in a few company-wide ice breaker games, like figuring out which woman had the tightest pussy by making them transport a dildo from one side of the room to the other. Or the ‘guess the cum’ competition. Elma was surprisingly good at that, having memorised everyone’s different tastes from her refined pallet.

But ironically, their focus always drifted back to Kaito. Getting his cock back into them was becoming a subconscious priority. A few times Kobayashi had even subtly pressured Elma to beg for sex, only to act like she ‘had’ to have her go after.

Only Amomïtuti ever got to ride the dragon tamer other than them. The boss showing off her huge assets by jumping hard on his cock whenever she got to leave her office, even once organising a meeting just to prove Kaito was the alpha of the company by fucking him on the corporate table in front of everyone.

This also continued outside of work. Drinks would start, then Elma would get drunk and fuck Kaito in the toilet. Then Kobayashi would too. Then Elma would want another turn. All until they just gave up and went back to Kaito’s apartment for another post work orgy. Sometimes Lucoa would join in, or they’d bring one of the other dragon women with them, even one time managing to have Amomïtuti come back too. For the boss, she was surprisingly submissive when spanked a few times. She’d even been bullied by Kobayashi into wearing a maid headdress and licking her pussy, which had made the next day quite awkward for both of them.

Kobayashi had wondered if she should have invited Tohru. She’d have probably liked Kaito… though she was sure that the idea of being ‘tamed’ would be sacrilegious to the chaos dragon.

After a certain point it would have become awkward to include her anyway. Elma had invited Kaito over to do a round of training at her apartment, which was totally fine without hindsight. It was a perfectly nice place, perhaps too much food in the fridge and hidden snacks in places you wouldn’t expect, but getting to be well fed by the dragon meant they all had a great time at Elma’s.

It was just, then it was pointed out that they’d need to fuck in Kobayashi’s apartment to keep the training fair.

She definitely felt guilty in not including Tohru at that point. Fucking with Kaito and Elma on their bed, rubbing their pheromones all over the sheets. Even if Elma was cleaning up with dragon magic every time, the emotions still persisted.

Strangely, Tohru was always out shopping when they came over. Missing out on the chance to join in. Elma still didn’t want her rival to find out about the dragon training, so they usually kept the sex at Kobayashi’s short to make sure they missed Tohru. Including the time when Kobayashi was getting railed and her girlfriend did walk back in, so Elma had to put up a perception veil to keep them hidden. It was strong enough to work on Tohru, though she seemed so lost in thought anyway that she barely even glanced towards the direction of Kobayashi getting doggy style reamed by Kaito. She just cleaned around the apartment, then headed off to some place unknown. Kobayashi wanted to call out, but after getting another load of jizz pumped into her she felt weirdly sleepy and only woke up the next day.

Yet instead of searching out Tohru and explaining everything to her, Kobayashi had the strangest urge she’d never in her whole life ever experienced ever for one second before:

She wanted to go back to work.

---

Present.

So there you have it.

Two lesbian lovers, addicted to the same Dragon Tamer penis.

Even though they wore the same Kaito branded collars, with bells on their necks that he loved to ring over and over again with his thrusts, they had perhaps never been so separate.

The ‘Maid’ and ‘Office’ trainings were coming to a close. Tohru and Kobayashi both secretly wanted them to last a long time, but didn’t want to disobey their new master either. Kaito would decide what happens to them, and if they were ready to ‘graduate’ from his teachings.

He did not believe they were.

Kaito was never going to give them up. Dragons needed to be tamed to stop their destructive urges from ever threatening humanity. Kobayashi was just a hurdle he’d decided to embrace rather than step over. And now, with their hearts in the palm of his hand, he could begin the next step.

Outside his apartment one floor up, Lucoa cast a sleep spell on Kobayashi. The tiny woman easily flopping into the dragon’s arms

And, after a few more rounds of fucking between them, downstairs a new dragon appeared before Tohru while she was reeling from her latest orgasm.

Petla.

The second dragon that Kaito had trained. A Quetzalpetlatl type dragon, and Lucoa’s younger sister that shared a lot of her good looks if a bit brattier. She had tried to protect her sister, only to fall to Kaito’s training all the same. She had stronger magic abilities than her sister, being the one who had lingered at Kobayashi’s workplace to cast the perception altering spell, which also kept her hidden from Tohru until now.

She too cast a sleep spell on Tohru before she could react.

---

The first thing Tohru registered was the scent. It wasn't the familiar smell of her apartment, or the musky scent of Kaito's room. It was old stone, incense, and a lack of smog in the air of Modern Japan that told her she’d traveled back to the dragon domain.

Her eyes fluttered open. Above was a vaulted ceiling of carved stone, light filtering through stained-glass windows in hues of crimson and gold. It was a church from the old times, when humans had tried to bridge the gap by worshipping dragons as deities in their domain, only to be eradicated by the hungry beasts who cared little for religious decor.

Tohru sat up, a wave of dizziness washing over her.

She was on a hard, wooden pew. Her body was sore in the most delicious ways, a pleasant ache that reminded her of Kaito's relentless training. Then she looked down at herself and gasped.

The dragon girl was wearing a wedding dress. Technically at least. It was a far lewder version of a wedding dress than any human romcom had ever displayed. The fabric was a sheer, shimmering white that clung to her curves like a second skin. The neckline plunged to her navel, displaying her breasts proudly, pushed up and framed by delicate lace. The skirt was split up both sides, stopping just below her hips, leaving her legs completely exposed. A garter belt of pure white silk held up lace-topped stockings, and on her feet were a pair of impossibly high white heels. Around her neck, a familiar silver collar with a small bell rested against her skin. Even her tail had been given a veil.

She tilted her head in confusion. What was going on? Was this another one of Kaito's training sessions? Was she about to clean in a fancy dress while never spilling something on it?

Her eyes scanned the chapel. There was a weird amount of female dragons in human forms and similar dresses on the other pews, all staring at her in a way that made her frown. She would have started a fight with them, but then she saw her.

On the opposite side of the aisle, sitting on another pew, was Kobayashi.

Tohru's blood ran cold.

Kobayashi looked just as confused. She was stirring, rubbing her temples as she sat up. She was dressed identically, though her outfit was tailored to her smaller frame, and didn’t include the tail veil. Her own collar, silver and identical, gleamed at her throat. She looked pale when she saw Tohru, her usual stoic expression replaced by one of bewildered panic.

It was the first time they’d seen each other in weeks, yet they had no idea what to say.

“Kobayashi-san...?” Tohru's voice broke the silence.

“T-Tohru...?” Kobayashi's reply was strained, trying to cover herself with her arms. “This, I… w-what are you doing here? Where are we?”

Before Tohru could even formulate a response, music playing from the altar interrupted her. The attention of the room shifted as the dragons turned their heads. Elma and another dragoness she recognized, a brattier-looking version of Lucoa she remembered as her sister, Petla, started waving them towards the front. They were dressed as bridesmaids, though they matched the similar lewdness that Kobayashi and Tohru’s outfits exuded. Corsets, mini skirts, tape over the nipples. If this was the church’s wedding attire then Sunday mass was probably a strip show.

“Good morning, brides-to-be!” Elma chirped, her voice echoing in the musical chapel. She held a bouquet of white roses, while Petla held one of pink. “Come on! It’s your wedding march!”

“Brides?” Kobayashi whispered, her voice sharp with alarm. “What is this, Tohru?”

“You're in the Chapel of Unity,” Petla hummed, her voice dripping with condescending sweetness. “Don’t you know it's your wedding day, Kobayashi-san?”

Tohru's mind reeled. Wedding? Her wedding to Kobayashi? Her dream finally coming true after all this time?! Wait, no, that couldn't be it. They hadn’t planned anything in the slightest. Kobayashi would have to defeat her father in combat first. This had to be about Kaito’s training… but Kobayashi was here. She wasn’t supposed to know, but Kobayashi was here. This was secret training to be the ultimate maid. If Kobayashi found out now all that work would be ruined…

“Don't worry, Tohru,” Elma smirked, her rival seemingly taunting her to approach. “Just come up here and everything will make sense, I promise.”

The two had no arguments to make, only the fear of reality being uncovered to the other. Sharing one last look with each other they stood together and began walking towards the altar.

Organ music continued to play as they carefully stepped through the pews of dragons. A haunting, beautiful melody that seemed to emanate from the walls themselves. At the altar, a figure appeared, stepping out from the shadows behind the wooden pulpit.

Kaito.

Despite the confusion of the situation they both had to admit he looked magnificent. Nearly completely naked, his body a sculpture of lean muscle and raw power. Around his neck was a simple bowtie, and around the base of his cock was a single black band. On the band were two thin metal chains protruding out from either side, and at the end of the chains were two more collars that hung from his wrists, identical to the ones they already wore.

It should have deterred them. Should have made Tohru turn into a dragon and fly Kobayashi away, or Kobayashi slap some sense into Tohru before running the opposite direction, but neither scenario happened.

The two of them walked slightly faster to that grinning man waiting for them. He was the groom. And they were his brides.

“My two beautiful tamed brides,” he said, his voice a calm, resonant command. “Tohru, and Kobayashi.”

He paused, letting the weight of the revelations settle in the air between them. They were rapidly looking between him and each other, bewilderment at the word ‘tamed’.

“I imagine you're both confused,” he continued. “Wondering why the other is here. Wondering if your secret has been discovered. Let me assure you, there are no secrets between us. I have tamed both of you, equally. A pair of beautiful women that needed space from each other to realise what they truly wanted and needed.”

Kobayashi needed to be trained too? That… well, Kaito was amazing at his job, but in what ways? Was she carrying Kaito’s child too? The way that Kobayashi looked at her made it clear she had similar questions on the mind.

“This is the beginning of our new era. A new world awaits for us all!” he declared, changing from intimate vows to a passionate speech for the crowd. “For too long, humans and dragons have lived in fear and misunderstanding! But I alone have found the solution! I, Kaito the Dragon Tamer, shall carve the path to peace! Dragons and humans shall live together through sexual subjugation! With this union between Tohru, Kobayashi, and myself, we shall show the world a life to strive for!”

Tohru was still too focused on Kobayashi to be that mindful of Kaito’s grand plans. She knew he had it in him to tame any dragon he put his mind to, but Kobayashi-san? She was super smart and super sexy and wouldn’t have just-

Kaito reached out, his hands cupping their cheeks to pull their attention back to him, neither pulled away from his touch, eyes locking on their dream man standing there. “You don't have to hide from each other anymore. You don't have to pretend. You are both mine. You have both been tamed. Your fertilised eggs will carry my children to term.”

She got to be pregnant alongside Kobayashi-san? This really was a dream come true…

He let his hands fall, the collars on his wrists caught by his hands before he offered it to them. “These chains represent our union. They bind you to me, and through me, to each other. You pick these up? Then your trainings will be complete. You will have both graduated.”

Lucoa, Elma, Petla, Amomïtuti, and a dozen other dragon girls all looked on proudly at the pair. They had all already gotten married to him one after the other, having no qualms in adding yet another couple to Kaito’s harem.

Both of them were too stunned to speak, though both took the collars from him slowly. Not putting them on, just looking at the future in their hands.

“You must put them on willingly,” his gaze shifting between them. “You will be married to each other, and to my cock. But you must both agree. If either of you rejects me, then the other will not be permitted to continue life with me either. You must both accept this, together.”

Tohru's world tilted on its axis as she stared at the collar. Marrying Kaito’s cock? Waking up next to that fat schlong and Kobayashi every morning?

It was literally too good to be true.

Her mind, a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, seized on one thing: Kobayashi. She looked at the small, stoic woman beside her, her face a mask of pale shock.

No. Kobayashi would reject this. She knew her, the office worker was a creature of logic. Enjoying the nature of quiet human normalcy. This grand, perverted theater was the antithesis of everything she stood for. Tohru knew she had to reject this to not put Kobayashi on the spot, even if it made her heart break to think she was this close. She wanted this. Oh, gods, she wanted this more than she'd ever wanted anything, but not if it meant forcing the woman she loved to do something she wouldn’t do. Gritting her teeth she got ready to refuse, to sacrifice her own dark desires for another’s sake by yelling in Kaito’s face about how Kobayashi would never ever in a million years ever-!.

Click.

The sound was deafening in the silent chapel.

Tohru stared, her breath caught in her throat. Kobayashi’s neck attached to Kaito’s cock right in front of her, yet the office worker just sighed, unable to look her girlfriend in the eye. “I… I know you’d find some way to talk yourself out of this for my sake, Tohru. You’d think me too strong to resist Kaito, and that you needed to protect me from this fate.” she finally turned to Tohru, a blush of wanton pleading she’d never seen from the stoic woman before. “If you don’t, I won’t hold it against you. But I believe that if you’ve also gone through Kaito’s training, then you probably want this just as much as me.”

“K-Kobayashi-san…”

The realization hit Tohru with the force of a physical blow. All her fear, all her conflict, all her heartbreak, shattered and was washed away by a tidal wave of pure, unadulterated love. A sob escaped her lips, but it wasn't a sob of sadness. It was a sob of overwhelming, tearful happiness.

Without a moment's hesitation, Tohru placed the collar around her neck.

Click!

“KOBAYASHI-SAN!” Tohru burst into tears, leaping forwards to hug her in pure joy. “We’re gonna be married, Kobayashi-san!”

“Yeah we are, you beautiful silly girl,” Kobayashi chuckled while hugging the dragon back. “Not exactly how I expected this ‘summer of love’ to go…”

“Marriage!” Tohru squealed again, rushing forwards to pepper Kobayashi with kisses. “And we get to fuck Kaito together now! When we’re home I have to show you how good I am at sucking him off!”

“Why wait?”

As their lips parted, a new presence pressed between them. Kaito's cock, hard and hot, nudged against their faces, the chains draping over their shoulders like a sacred yoke. The scent of him, musky and powerful, filled their senses. It was an invitation. A command.

They looked at each other one last time, a silent confirmation passing between them as they shared a smile. Then, as one, the two turned to him.

Kobayashi and Tohru began to worship him together. Their tongues, one long and serpentine, one small and nimble, danced along his shaft from either side. They kissed and licked his length, their lips occasionally brushing against each other in a lewd, intimate caress. Kaito looked down with glee as the two looked up at him with pure blissful submissiveness. Each taking one of his balls in hand while showering him with saliva. They were no longer just a maid and an office worker. They were no longer just two separate lovers of Kaito’s training. They were a single unit, bound by their collars and their absolute devotion to the cock they now called husband. A wedding song began playing out in the sacred chapel again, encouraging the bridesmaids and onlookers to start their own orgy at the beautiful matrimonial sight.

“Um, I was supposed to officiate this?” Lucoa said, shrugging in a lewd nun uniform. “Oh, whatever. I now pronounce you wife, wife, and husband cock!”

---

Two weeks later.

“I’m back for a visit! Surprise!”

The lock on the apartment door clicked open with a familiar ease. Ilulu had spent a few weeks wondering why no one was responding to her texts anymore, not expecting anything big but a tired Kobayashi and a horny Tohru trying to exploit some alone time with her. She kicked off her shoes, humming a little tune, and rounded the corner into the living room.

The humming died in her throat.

Before Ilulu was a tableau of pure unadulterated depravity. Tohru was on her hands and knees, her face buried between Elma’s thighs while some strange, muscular man fucked her from behind. Kobayashi was masturbating nearby, watching Lucoa throw her head back in ecstasy as cum leaked from her pussy onto her sister’s eager mouth.

The air was thick with the smell of sex, sweat, and dragon. Like a physical assault on Ilulu's senses.

But she had been around enough to smell one more thing: magic.

“What… what the hell is this?!” she shrieked, finally computing all the information into a pure blinding rage. Her claws extended in an instant. Whoever this man was, he was doing something to her family! All her instincts told her to lunge, kill, stop his corruption before he even looked at her. “DIEE!”

Then, right as she passed by the kitchen, her body phased through a faint, purple veil that hung in the air like a haze. And just like that, the rage was gone.

Ilulu skidded to a halt, her claws retracting as if they'd never been extended. She blinked, looking around the apartment. Everything was... normal. They were just having sex, what was the big deal? The only weird thing was how angry she’d been just a few seconds ago, making her feel like quite the fool.

“Hey, Ilulu. Wasn’t expecting you to make an appearance,” Kobayashi hummed. The naked woman walked over and gave the other redhead a hug, a smear of jizz that was leaking from her pussy staining Ilulu’s dress. “Everything alright? You were yelling when you came in.”

“Y-yeah…” she responded, looking down at the cum stain with confusion. “...just thought I saw something, I guess.”

“Ilulu! Welcome!" Elma chimed in from the couch. “Why were you so mad just now?”

“Must have m-missed us~” Lucoa hummed. “Everything going well with Take-kun?”

Ilulu felt weirdly overdressed among so many casual nudists. Had it always been like this? “Uh, y-yeah… um, who is-?”

“That’s Kaito,” said Kobayashi, cracking open a beer she scooped up from the kitchen counter, “Me and Tohru are married to his dick.”

“Married?!”

“I’ll catch you up on everything soon,” smiled Kobayashi, putting a comforting arm around her shoulders. “It's good to have you back,” she said sincerely. “You seem a little on edge, though. Hopefully your temper isn’t still getting the better of you. Because if it is…” She looked over at Kaito, a thoughtful expression on her face. “Kaito is an amazing dragon tamer that can calm you right down. It worked wonders for the rest of us."

Ilulu looked from Kobayashi's calm and smiling face to Kaito, who was watching her with an intense appraising gaze while still ramming himself balls deep into Tohru. The idea of ‘training’ sounded sort of like a punishment. But then also... kind of nice? Take had complained about her quite a lot of her attitude.

And if someone smart like Kobayashi swore by it, who was she to judge?

“Training, eh?” she asked, her voice filled with blooming curiosity. “What would I have to do?”