[Regifortis]

So much...so much flesh, so fast, so hard. So hard to think. Twin cocks, in an out, loving bludgeons. Spade tip converting his body, new pleasure points from stem to stern. Thicker and thicker, Kingly tail so thick at his hole. A third cock. Tongue. Tongue. Hand. Cold hand, skilled hand, warm breath, caring hand. Stroke, stroke, thrust, stroke. Delicious tongue.

Name. Name. What was his name? Did his King have a name? What purpose did names have anymore?

Squeeze him. Kiss him. Moan for him. Moan involuntarily. Squeeze more. Completely taken over. More dragon cock than man. Strange magic, so beautifully strange. Love. Beautiful King, beautiful dragon, beautiful man that loved him. So, so, so, so, so full! Too full. Too much...!

White lights. White sight. Bright sounds and loud colors, all from his King. Dying a little death...this was how this man wanted to die. Or live forever. Always here for his King, always fat-bottomed and pliant, always hungry for his love. Thought returned. Breathing...even breathing felt new, everything was so new. Full of cock, full of tail.

Full of seed. In his bottom, on the floor, on his King's lap, all over his face. Such a virile display, Tobias felt privileged to bear the force of it.