Ruaidri bent over the bed and tugged on Iksu’s leash. He had an itch, and thankfully his pet dragon could scratch it. Nothing complicated, just a spot that was much better reached with a little bit of help. Better, they’d had enough ‘training’ sessions, especially recently, that he didn’t need to give detailed orders.
The small dragon chirred and leaned against Ru’s back. His paws gripped his master’s fur and pulled him forward, until he was pressing against Ru’s entrance.
The canine shifted back. “Yep, right there.” Another gentle tug on the leash confirmed the request, and he felt his pet slowly slide into him. He sighed happily and squeezed his butt a little. That was just what he needed. “Mmm, right there. Now start moving.”
Before Iksu could start, Ru felt an itch building along his spine. He swore his body was trying to troll him lately, making him itch in inconvenient places like his back, shins, or the top of his head just as he was starting to have fun. He rubbed his back against Iksu, which helped some and had the added benefit of shifting the little dragon’s member inside of him pleasantly.
Iksu took the movement as further encouragement, and happily set about thrusting into his owner. He tended to get a little caught up in the action, but that was never really a problem.
Ru growled with satisfaction and moved one hand down to his cock to service himself. He didn’t necessarily need the help to get off, but a little extra touch is always fun. His hand stroked his length even as he wedged his forearm against the bed to scratch the itch that had developed there. That was getting really annoying. Maybe after this he would check for fleas.
It was still easy enough to ignore. Iksu was pumping into him fairly vigorously, and a prostate massage tends to overshadow all other concerns. He periodically yanked on the leash to urge his pet on and remind the dragon that he was still in charge even while on the bottom.
Soon enough, his pet’s efforts were putting him close to the edge, but that annoying itching on his forearms picked up again. Grumbling, he lifted his arms back on top of the bed and humped at the edge. “Ok, Iksu, all in, and scratch my arms if you can reach. You can cum if you want.”
The pink dragon trilled and wrapped his arms around his master, pressing himself deep inside like he had been trained. He was thankful for permission to release, even though it was difficult to obey his owner’s other order while distracted by his own climax. Still he did his best to comply, scratching the canine’s arms in a way he thought was gentle.
Ru winced as Iksu’s claws scratched him more than he expected. He’d been too lax about trimming the little dragon’s claws. However, that was only a minor distraction as his pet’s cock lodged against his prostate and throbbed. His rear clenched as his own orgasm struck, milking the dragon’s cum from him.
He relaxed against the bed, feeling himself finish spurting against the sheets. “That was nice. Good pet.”
Iksu pulled out and trilled again, nuzzling Ru’s side.
The canine stood up, then sat back on the bed to rest. He looked at his forearms and grumbled. Iksu had scratched him good, and he was bleeding slightly, but still somehow itching. He reached up with one hand to scratch between his ears while he examined the other arm.
Iksu leaned forward and whined. He licked apologetically at the shallow cuts on Ru’s arm, looking at his owner with sad eyes.
“Hold on, Iksu, that’s not...” Ru sighed, and let the little dragon finish. When his arm looked clean, it strangely had stopped hurting as well. “Huh, well that’s helpful.” He brushed at the fur to look at the cuts again, then stopped in shock as the fur fell out in his hand. He instinctively brushed again and lost more, revealing not bare skin, but scales down his forearm, colored the same as the missing fur had been.
He looked at the pink dragon. “Iksu, what did you do?”
Iksu cocked his head in confusion.
Ru sighed. “That’s what I thought.” He rubbed his other forearm and watched the fur there fall to the ground as well. “I’m not really sure what to do about this.” Suddenly his shins started to itch as well, and he absently scratched at them before he realized what was happening. Unsurprisingly after what happened to his arms, when he looked down he saw scales from his knees down.
He gripped his temples as a headache struck, poking at the top of his head. “Ack, what now?” The canine whimpered for a moment, then suddenly the pressure let up. He gingerly reached between his ears and touched the horns that curved from the top of his head. “Wonderful, handlebars.” He looked back at Iksu. “I’m still sure this is your fault somehow.”
Another itching started up, spreading down his back and tail. “Ah man, I don’t want to lose any more fur!” He scratched awkwardly behind himself, and this time felt the fur fluff up under his touch. Confused, he patted down his back and then grabbed his tail to look at it. A thick ruff of darker fur ran down his spine and tail, much like Iksu’s. “Oh, I guess it all balances out then.”
Most worrisome yet, Ru felt a tingling start to build in his cock, causing him to get hard again as the sensation grew. “Oh no no no. Not that. It’s fine how it is.” His equipment heated up, feeling almost as if it was in someone’s mouth as it reshaped, growing interesting ridges down the length, but keeping the gentle swell that showed his canine knot was still available. The sensation of change stopped, and he poked at himself with a scaly finger, feeling the sensitivity of the new draconic shape. “Never mind, I think I’m ok with this.”
Ru reached over and rubbed Iksu’s head. “I’ll give you a pass on this one, but maybe we should hold off on the fluid swapping for a little bit.”
Iksu whined and looked at him sadly.
“Oh, don’t worry. I’m sure I can find someone to play with you.”