Van wants more.

Van chuckles at Trall’s adorable antics. “I would love to.” Van says, and is immediately pounced on by a squealing Sezra. “Yayyyyy!” Yells out Sezra, before Van lifts her up off of him. Setting Sezra down, Van turns to Trall to ask, “So… what did you have in mind?”

Trall grins mischievously as she brings her hands out from behind her back. She has a sex toy that's in the shape of a penis, balls and all. As weird as the thought is, Van can’t help but have this nagging thought that he has seen it before. “What if I told you that what you felt before was only the beginning?” Trall says mysteriously. “I know you felt the change when I put in my second finger.” Trall seems to be searching Van’s eyes and face for affirmation as she speaks. “I felt you pushing back against me, wanting more.”

Van has gone absolutely still as he feels the blood rush to his head, turning him an impressive shade of red. Sezra is there next to him, “Hey! Hey! There is nothing to be ashamed of!” She calls out with a smile. “Trall is reeeeally good at that, and it just feels so GOOD right?!” Van feels a little of his embarrassment fall away at Sezra’s carefree attitude.

“...Yeah…” Begins Van, getting more comfortable as he talks. “It really did.” Sezra giggles again and says with a triumphant smirk, “See? Nothing to be ashamed of!” Trall is still over to the side holding the sex toy as she starts to speak, “I was thinking about your time here Van, and I thought you might have missed an opportunity with Fresia.” Comprehension fills Van’s eyes as he realizes that he HAD seen that penis before. Unable to help himself, he looks once more at the sex toy, but now is imagining it attached to Fresia’s curvaceous frame. “Ooo! Somebody LIKES that!” Sezra says as she notices Van’s cock getting hard. Van can’t help but blush once more as he smiles with Sezra. Trall walks over to Van before turning him to the bed and giving him a push. Trall hands over the dildo to Sezra before following Van onto the bed. Trall gets up on her hands and knees and looks over at Van with a small smirk. “I want you to do what I do Van.” Van looks over at the cute orc and shuffles forward a bit on the bed to match Trall’s pose. “Good.” Says Trall as she slowly puts her head down to the bed while leaving her ass raised. Her head is turned so she can watch Van and his reactions. Van mirrors her and waits for Trall to move again. Trall just smiles at Van before she calls out to Sezra, “Ok, warm him up a little bit before we show him just what he has been missing all this time.” Van can hear Sezra behind them as she giggles and says quietly, “Oooh, Fresia is gonna be sooooo jealous!” Van freezes as a wet finger slides down from the top of his ass crack, sliding past his hole and moving all the way to his free hanging penis. The hand lightly grasps him and gives him a few milking strokes before that hand disappears only to repeat the entirety of those motions again and again. With every repeat of that motion, Sezra’s fingers pause to softly rub his asshole longer and longer with every pass. Van’s eyes have started to roll up into his head, moaning softly from feelings Sezra’s hands are inducing. The hand disappears from Van’s backside, and as he opens his eyes to look back, Trall holds his hand and smiles. Sezra grips his ass and pulls open his cheeks, exposing him completely. Trall squeezes Van’s hand and says quietly, “Don’t be scared. You’re beautiful like this.”

Van sighs as he feels the dildo press against his sensitive hole. Slow but firm pressure eases Fresia’s likeness into his ass. Something like a whimper and a moan escapes Vans mouth as the dildo pushes past his ring and slides completely inside him, the balls of the sex toy pressed snuggly against his own. A soft voice enters his ear as he is adjusting to the new feeling inside of him. “That’s it Van, now slowly rock back into it. That’s right.” Van listens to the beautiful voice, moving forward slightly before pushing back against the sex toy that is filling him completely. Without further prodding, Van continues to move, slowly fucking himself on Fresia’s exact likeness. The thought of Fresia kneeling behind him, pushing herself into him sends a powerful shiver through him accompanied by a guttural moan.

The soft voice returns “You have no idea how beautiful you are.” A hand touches his face, pulling his hair behind his ear as it caresses his cheek. When did my hair get so long? The stray thought leaves Van’s head faster than it entered with the pressure of the dildo inside him driving all other thoughts away. “Van, can you push up onto your hands for me?” Van opens his eyes to see Trall is laying on her back now, directly in front of him. Van bites his lip and nods, not trusting his own voice to answer Trall. As Van starts to push up and succeeds in making it up to his elbows, Trall has moved herself up and around so her face is directly beneath Van's. Right after managing to get himself up on his elbows, Van almost falls onto Trall's face as the dildo starts to move. Not much movement at first, the sex toy just lightly rocking back and forth. This quickly ramps up as it slides in and out of him, further into him with every stroke. The vast difference in the feeling of being filled completely to being empty changing so quickly is playing havoc with Van’s senses. Letting out a surprisingly feminine moan Van’s arms collapse as he is fucked into the bed. Trall’s voice is next to his ear, her breath playing across his cheek, “You can do it Van. You were an adventurer right? Don’t let Sezra win so easily.” Trall’s pep talk has the desired effect on Van as he attempts to push up to his arms a second time. After a few moments, Van fights back up to being on his hands and knees. His head hanging down, hair swaying back and forth as he is thoroughly fucked. Trall pushes off with her feet to slide under him, giving Van a kiss and a wink before continuing moving down his body. Not comprehending what is happening, Van just sees Trall’s body pass by his eyes until her little clitty stops nearly in front of his face. Starting to flush from the closeness of Trall’s clitty, Van locks up as he feels Trall’s mouth slide over his cock. “Ohhh, Goddess! I-I’m! Oh fuck!” Van yells out, realizing that he is about to cum. The sensation of Trall’s hot, wet mouth, coupled with the sex toy continuously filling him is too much for him to take. Van’s face is frozen with his mouth open, and his eyes fluttering. The orgasm is intense, powerful and long. His penis spurting into Trall’s waiting mouth, shooting more cum with every thrust of the dildo inside of him. Trall’s mouth has a vacuum seal over his cock as Van pulses again and again. Half way through his orgasm, Van can’t keep his arms from buckling, and falls forward into Trall’s cute clitty. Unable to do anything because of his ongoing orgasm and still being fucked with the dildo, Van’s face is being dominated by Trall’s little clitty. Her pre which has been dripping nearly this entire time, is now being smeared all over Van’s face. Almost as if to mark him, Trall’s scent and musk completely covering Van’s face.

Trall pops Van’s penis out of her mouth with a gasp, “Oh Gods, you are wonderful Van! And look,” Trall calls out from her place underneath Van. She has his penis gripped in her hand. “You shrunk again~.” Van turns his face so that Trall’s little clitty and balls rest against his cheek and he can see that she is telling the truth. That, or Trall’s hand is much bigger than it was before, now able to hold all of his girth. Trall’s eyes glimmer as she continues, “And didn’t it feel wonderful?” Van attempts to answer her, but only a weak moan comes out as the fucking that his ass is receiving has yet to stop. “We can keep going Van… Would you like that?” Trall’s voice, sweet and seductive, echoes in Van’s head. “We can keep going, make you smaller, make it feel even better…” Van can feel that strange building **** that he felt when Trall first fingered him growing stronger with every thrust of the dildo that pushes into him. Not understanding that he is feeling the beginnings of an assgasm, Van just pushes back against the sex toy.

Van whimpers before he manages to say, “Yes… *unf* Please! More... *ah* Smaller…” As Van gets that out, Sezra, who had been very quiet up to this point, moans deeply. Trall slid out from under Van giving him another quick, sloppy kiss. Van can now see Sezra from between his legs, and can see that she has been using her magic to fuck him with the dildo. Sezra had been behind him and looked like she had just orgasmed, pulling her fingers out of her own ass. “I am going to make this extra special for you Van.” Says Sezra as she motions to the sex toy. Van can’t be sure, but it seemed like the balls on the toy plumped up. Sezra motions once more towards the toy and it starts to pick up speed into Van. The methodical pace that it had been pumping into him before has been replaced with deep, stirring strokes that are causing the warm, building sensation to quickly grow more intense. Trall’s siren voice has returned to Van’s ear, “Fresia’s big girldick is going to make you cum Van.” That thought sends the feeling growing in Van’s loins into overdrive. “Her thick girlcock is going to make you spurt, and we aren’t even going to touch your little penis.” Sezra motions with her hands and the dildo seems to transform from a colored toy into a real girlcock. Hard, yet soft. Curving slightly upward, it swiftly and continuously pounds into Van’s prostate. Van’s eyes once more start to roll up into his head as his toes curl. Right before he orgasms, Sezra moans, “Oooooh yesss Van, take it all up in you.” and has the magically alive sex toy shoot its magical load deep into Van’s ass. Van’s eyes flutter as he feels Fresia’s likeness empty a massive load inside of him, liberally covering his insides as it continuously pumps him full. Van collapses as he finishes cumming, allowing the last few thrusts of the toy to fuck him deeply, pushing him flat into the bed and into his own mess before Van let the darkness crowding his vision envelope him.

Van slowly opens his eyes and looks around before realizing that he is still in the room that Sezra and Trall had shared with him. Leveraging himself up onto his elbows, he looks down at himself to find that he has been cleaned and the changes to his body have grown slightly more pronounced. Van pushes himself off the bed to go to a full length mirror on one of the walls. His once short and wavy hair has now extended past his shoulders. Bringing up a hand to his face, the harder contours of his chin have softened slightly, and he no longer has stubble but is completely clean shaven. His shoulders have shrunk slightly to make his back and chest not as broad. Van doesn’t have a true reference point, but he thinks that his breasts might be even bigger than they were after his time with Fresia. His hands trace down his sides to flow over his hips which have widened considerably. Unable to help himself, Van turns and stares at his ass which has grown outward enough to be able to lift his cheeks away from the tops of the back of his legs. Watching his butt give a slight bounce as he lifts his cheeks and lets them drop gives him an unknown thrill. Grabbing his butt cheeks like this and spreading them slightly brings back visions of his time with Trall and Sezra. His breath hitching as he blushes, not sure why he is doing this but very obviously arousing himself as he leans over exposing his ass even more. Doing this brings his eyes to his balls and he realizes that any and all hair around his more private areas is now gone. Van turns back to face the mirror and looks at his penis that has started to harden with his thoughts. Van was always proud of his tool, being a respectable 7 inches in length. Watching it lengthen now he can see that it probably won’t be much more than 5 inches long.

Shaking himself out of the daze that he had sunk into, he looks back towards the bed and finds his clothes neatly stacked on the chest at the end of it. While putting them all on, he realizes that they are all a bit too big for him. Finishing putting everything on, he starts towards the door before nearly tripping on his pants. Van starts cursing as he grabs his pants and holds them up around his waist as he makes his way back towards the main hall of Viramare’s castle. Walking past an open doorway, Van nearly trips again as he hears Viramare’s voice call out to him from the doorway he just passed. “Van! I thought that was you. Come, join me.” As Van moves back to the doorway that he passed, he can see Viramare is lounging in an open room, his large body splayed across a settee. In front of him is a low table with light foods one would see at a breakfast table set for a noble. Van’s stomach rumbles loudly at the sights and smells that jump out at him from inside the room. Van smiles a bit at his body’s betrayal before walking inside. As he is walking up to the table and looking around at where he should sit, Viramare speaks up, “I see that your clothes don’t fit you like they used to. Take off those old things and I am sure that we have some clothes that would suit you and fit you better, Van.” Van stops in front of the table, still gripping his pants, not sure if Viramare is being serious about undressing. “Come now Van, I am not going to hurt you.” Viramare says with a chuckle, “Disrobe, and we can have some better replacements sent for.”

Seeing that Viramare isn’t going to take no for an answer, Van starts to shed his clothing while trying to keep his more private areas covered. Viramare is watching all of this, obviously very amused. As Van finishes undressing, Viramare studiously keeps eye contact with him and motions for Van to sit next to him. Van, who is starting to turn red from the situation that he finds himself in, looks around but sees no other seats available. Viramares large body is laid out on its side, slightly curled to leave an open spot, presumably for Van. Van kicks himself mentally to stop being such a chicken, and steps around the table to sit next to Viramares red scaled frame. Viramare smirks at Van’s obvious internal struggle but makes no mention of it as he continues to pick at the delicacies on the table. Van was nervous as he sat down in such close proximity to Viramare in his naked state, but found himself relaxing as Viramare seemed to ignore him and continue his breakfast. Van tries a little bit of everything on the table. There was just so much to try, and it was all excellent. After they have both eaten their fill, Van stretches and relaxes back against Viramare. Freezing in place, realizing what he just did only after doing it, Van’s brain is frantically trying to decide what to do. Before he could jump up, Viramare naturally rests a hand across Van’s shoulders and asks him, “So what did you think about last night? Not too much I hope? I know that those two can be a handful sometimes.” Still slightly freaking out, Van answers truthfully, “No. Sezra and Trall were great.” Van says this slowly, not sure what to expect, but when the hand across his shoulders does nothing, he lets himself begin to relax again. Leaning back against Viramares body is actually very relaxing. The bit of heat that he is putting out as well as the feel of his body rising and falling with his breaths is really soothing. “I am glad that you found them appealing. Tell me about your night together with them. What were some of the moments that really stood out to you.” Viramare propped his draconic head on his hand, as he seemed to get more comfortable.

And so, Van did. Van started out telling the story fairly slowly. It was obvious he was still a little conflicted about how everything that had happened made him feel. Viramare inserted questions and statements when they were needed, putting Van at ease and helping him not worry about whether what happened was right or wrong. Gay or straight. As Van is telling Viramare about everything that happened the night before, he has turned a little onto his side into Viramare’s hand, getting more comfortable. Viramare’s only reaction to this is to softly and slowly rub his thumb up and down Van’s back. As Van finishes telling Viramare about everything that happened the night before, he starts to sit up and can’t help but notice the bulge along the inside of Viramare’s leg. Holy Goddess! Is that his… Van thinks to himself. Van slowly raises his hand towards it before he stops. What am I doing?? I can’t just… Grab it! Van looks up towards Viramare’s face, and sees that Viramare hasn’t noticed his hand inches away from his massive cock yet. Van starts to bring his hand back before other thoughts crowd into his head, What would that feel like? Is he hard or does it get bigger?

AUTHORS NOTE~

Hello again everyone! I don't know the best way to interact with those of you who are reading this, but hopefully this gets a little bit of visibility. What do you all think the next of Viramare's "girls" that Van interacts with should be? I was leaning towards a chunkier girl with big, full balls, That content wise, focuses on facesitting, pheromones, and breathplay. Any Anthro species that any of you would prefer or instantly jumps to the forefront of your mind with this? or would another human or demi-human (Dwarf, Elf, etc) be preferable? I also plan on throwing in a bit more story and worldbuilding with some of the coming chapters, so please don't hate me if there are a couple chapters without sexy time! Thank you all for reading this, and dont feel hesitant or shy to message me about any ideas, or criticisms you all may have. Hit me up with your thoughts! <3

PS. Apologies about the last paragraph in the story, the site is being wonky about me trying to Italicize Van's last few thoughts and I cant stop it from putting in those weird combinations before and after the italicized portions.

PPS. Seems I fixed the weird editing glitch! Yayyy! ^_^