Thw Widowmaker cometh (Mayna and Last of the Great Mikeys)
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				Title: <strong>Thw Widowmaker cometh (Mayna and Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 07:10:46</strong>
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				Myak was more stressed than he had ever been. His beloved dragon, Archlight, had been challenged. Not for position or treasure or any other mere thing. She was challenged for <em>him!</em> Myak was regarded by the few dragons other than Archlight he'd met as a fine dragonmate. He was valiant, loyal and well attuned the the dragon who'd mated him. She had trained him meticulously in how to fight against the dark enemies of all, helped fortify his mind against their foul touch and been a loving and downright sexually exhausting partner. He truly had come to love Archy and prayed to any being that would listen for her victorious return.<br><br>He could do nothing but wait, hopong that she'd win... but this foe was bigger and looked stronger and was just downright mean! He wondered why the big red thing had picked him as her potential mate. There were tos of other men out there. Was it personal with Archlight? Was there some grudge there? Maybe it was a whim? He'd heard that some dragons acted in the moment.<br><br>He returned to the ledge overlooking the mountains and noted the drop. If Archy had fallen then perhaps he should fall too, right onto the hard rocks far below...<br><br>He looked out, his nerves frayed to their limits as he waied and watched. That speck...it was getting bigger. Was that Archlight, returning to him? Oh, please let it be his Archy!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thw Widowmaker cometh (Mayna and Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 22:23:51</strong>
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				"Damn that little blue bitch packed a punch." the mighty red creature thought as it beat the air around her into submission with wings that could block out the sun.&nbsp; She was massive, even for her kind, almost another half times bigger and was meaner than most anything else.&nbsp; Her face was reptilian, with bright orange eyes that gleamed with mavolence and hatred.&nbsp; Her scales were nigh unbreakable and were a shiny red, her underbelly a soft pink. Her back was full of spikes and a thick red mane of hair as soft as that of a rabbits ran it's entire length to the pointed tail.&nbsp; Her talons were long, some well over a foot long and they tapered to sharpened points.&nbsp; That little blue Archlight found out the true horror of this dragon for once she dug her claws into archlight's shoulders and pulled her close she unleashed her breath, one of fire so hot it could metal rock in seconds.&nbsp; The scales of Archlight shattered at the inferno and a smoking corpse fell into the mountains for the worms.&nbsp; She laughed as she flew back towards her prize.&nbsp; "all that blue slut had to do was run but to speak of "love" about a piece of meat, she deserved to die.". After all she wasn't called Sunfyre for nothing.<br><br>She noticed the "meat" staring at her form.&nbsp; She came in hard and fast, after all, she hated training these little worms.&nbsp; Better to take one and see if they can handle her kingdom.&nbsp; The last five hadn't but she enjoyed killing dragons as much as anyone that dared enter her kingdom.&nbsp; She landed on the stoney entrance to the lair and spoke, her crimson face beautiful and cruel.&nbsp; "Your mate is dead by my hand.&nbsp; You are mine or you'll be no ones." She looked him down and up, especially the heavy package at his groin. "Your not big enough yet but soon...&nbsp; Know this "meat" if you resist I will kill you and everyone else in Archlight's realm.&nbsp; If you submit you will see a kingdom that is the mightiest of it's kind and you will be worshipped as the mate of Sunfyre." She sucke in her breath, giving him barely much of an option in his response.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 07:30:32</strong>
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				When the giant wyrm was close enough to recognize he turned pale. It felt like he'd been gutpunched! "Noo..." he whimpered.<br><br>When themountanous thing landed, blocking the exit, the option of leaping was lost. He considered drawing his sword and suicidally assaulting the thing but paused as he went for the specially forged blade when the beast spoke.<br><br>The thought of a war between realms was daunting and he could not let it happen if it was so easily presentable. The sacrifice, though, was a great one. Submission to this... murderer! The way she looked at him made him shudder. He wondered how he could get bigger. He was a full grown man, after all. Then he saw where her gaze rested. He cringed. <em>That</em> had already been made larger. In fact, it was huge! It had fit Archlight perfectly. Could it even be made to grow again? if it did, what kind of monstrosity would he sport? It was already awkward. It was, in fact, too big at times.<br><br>The mention of a position of power at Sunfyre's feet seemed more like a sentence than an offer, but to spare the land he would accept. He also realized that he didn't really want to die. Archy wouldn't want him to either. e breathed in a breath that, were he a dragon, would signify that he was going to blast the region. He steadied his nerve and marshalled his resolve and answered in a strong, unyeilding voice, "If it must be then I accept." He could cry later when his new mate was not around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thw Widowmaker cometh (Mayna and Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 07:42:00</strong>
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				Sunfyre nodded, the great head bobbing slightly but the sneer never left her face and she slowly exhaled. "Good, now collect everything of value in this pitiful little lair and bring it out for me." she commanded, looking around at the home. "Did she really love you?" she asked incredulously as he worked.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally he had everything our in front of her and she looked at his arms and armor.&nbsp; "You look like a flower, not a warrior.&nbsp; From now on you will be called Fyremate.&nbsp; Know that your weakness will not be tolerated." she raised a giant talon and carved a 7 inch gouge in the rock floor.&nbsp; She then lowered an arm for him.&nbsp; "Come, time for you to know true power."<br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 07:49:09</strong>
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				Archlight had a fairly large amount of valuables, each one a symbol of something important to her. It took some time to gather it all. He doubted Sunfyre would appreciate any of it properly. Still, she was, regreattably, in charge now. He set it near the huge dragon and stepped back when done to let her inspect it. When she commented on his armour and weapons he was not pleased! A flower? He'd run through many a cruel spirit or demon with the weapons he had now and his armour had deflected many a frightening blow or turned aside a vicious blast. Inwardly he gritted his teeth. Outwardly he remained composed and silent.<br><br>Fyremate? He didn't even get to have his own name? Was she really going to make him nothing but an extension of herself? What kind of egotistical tyrant was this scaled bitch? He concealed his reluctance and stepped to the proffered arm, climbing onto it, letting her lift him as she wished.
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				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 13:33:14</strong>
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				Sunfyre chuckled, a deep sound, like a mountain rumbling, and she moved him into a position higher on her head, close to her ears.&nbsp; "Any mate of mine sits near my head so that we can react as one in battle." He found a series of scales that had been etched to fit a good sized man and he almost fit perfectly but he realized that his thighs were easily 2-3 inches smaller than the space was designed for also there was a groove for his massive sex but again there was room to spare.&nbsp; There was no reigns, no saddle nor any handholds besides her thick mane.&nbsp; <br><br>Sunfyre smirked inwardly as the "meat" got into position and she collected most of the things she desired and started to rise off the platform.&nbsp; Slowly she rose it taking much to get her tremendous size into motion.&nbsp; She then turned back towards many of the treasures.&nbsp; "Watch Fyremate and witness to true power..." Surprisenly her voice was not as thick with ego as with truth.&nbsp; The gigantic head swung back to the lair, with many of the treasures still on the ledge and has she sucked in her breath he could feel the heat increasing around her.&nbsp; Suddenly the flames erupted from her mouth, devilish heat, as bright and hot as the sun itself, engulfed the lair and all inside in the inferno.&nbsp; On and on the breath weapon superheated the stones, melting them cruelly and without mercy.&nbsp; A long minute passed and when she stopped there was no evidence that the lair of Archlight ever existed.<br><br>Sunfyre flew without a word to her new mate.&nbsp; His first test starting even now.&nbsp; Was he strong enough to not jump from her back.&nbsp; She pondered if she would let him fall if he chose that route.&nbsp; She steadily approached her kingdom, a massive place full of peaks and valleys, cool deep lakes and tall majestic mountains.&nbsp; Yet something wasn't right about her land as he passed the many spires of outposts and castles.&nbsp; He noticed the huge mountain but saw no clear entrance standing sentinel over a huge lake, it's surface like glass.&nbsp; He saw villages, towns even a city of large scale and people worked in fields as they slowed and went slower. Then it hit him, no on waved at the passing dragon.&nbsp; Not even those in red armor, looking like tiny replicas of the monster he now road on.&nbsp; There seemed as many of them as there were people in "normal" attire.&nbsp; Sunfyre flew him purposely over the population as another test. "How observant is he, how smart..." she wondered briefly before diving towards the lake at impossible speed.&nbsp; They broke into water and he braced for impact but none came... The illusion of the water revealing itself immediately.&nbsp; Inward she flew, through the bowels of the mountain until finally she flew upwards, a cylinder shape that only a dragon could navigate.&nbsp; <br><br>They had arrived and the giant dragon allowed him the same arm, lowering him to the floor. Her wings settling in behind her and her massive claws tapping on the stone.&nbsp; The rest of the place was breathtakingly beautiful.&nbsp; Gold, silver and other metals lined the walls. Nothing was out of place and everything was build to either accommodate her size or his.&nbsp; Clearly there had been others before him and they had built a place of securely and safety for them both followed by comfort only inifinite funds can provide.&nbsp; There was a gurgling pool for her and adjoining one for him as well and much of that was repeated.&nbsp; She said nay a word and allowed him to explore with that same knowing sneer. 
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 17:47:40</strong>
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				Myak watched from atop her head, idly wondering just how big his already monstrous cock was going to get. If this groove was correct...maybe 50% bigger! That was insane!&nbsp; As the fire leapt from her open maw ahe winced as all that remained of Archlight's legacy burned and melted.&nbsp; He fought not to cry as he forced himself to watch. Even if he had wept his eyes would have remained dry, the heat being so great as to boil the tears as they would have fallen. Were he not already altered the heat alone would have harmed him greatly.<br><br>When Sunfyre catapulted into the air and flew he almost broke. He used to love flying with Archy. The long, lazy flights she'd take him on, with him grasped beneath her, his giant cock snugly stuffed inside her... Never would that happen again.<br><br>He was to caught up in his own grief to care why the people ignored the demonic red wyrm. He merely clutched her head tightly as she shot through the "water" and snaked through the tunnel. When they arrived and she offered her arm he silently got onto it and let her lower him to the ground. Her lair was indeed impressive! Decadently, lavishly adorned with more wealth than most could imagine. Even in his state of mind it was impossible to ignore. "You have... a lot of wealth," he commented. He then simply waited for whatever she was going to do next.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 18:34:54</strong>
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				Sunfyre frowned slightly.&nbsp; "that's it?&nbsp; Just some wealth?&nbsp; Your little bitch clearly didn't train you well did she?&nbsp; Well that is going to change and fast." she took a step forward and curled her tail around him tightly, knowing he could take some punishment but his previous owner was clearly soft and nothing of Sunfyre's was soft.&nbsp; The coils tightened slowly inch by inch, seconds between.&nbsp; She studied his face, her long forked tongue slowly licking the air and as he finally seemed to breath harder she licked his face, her voice softer but with the cruel tone.<br><br>"forget her, Fyremate.&nbsp; She is no more and this can either be ... Hard or harder for you." she licked his face again this time tantalizingly slow and light, her eye taking on a different gleam.&nbsp; "I will mold you my mate and I will set you to burn..." Her tail relaxed just slightly, enough for him to talk.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 05:29:36</strong>
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				He could not stop a brief expression of anger when Sunfyre referred to his beloved Archlight as a bitch. He stifled it as quick as he could, though. He did not want to provoke this obviously powerful beast. He felt her tail enwrap him, sqeezing, making it hard to breath. He had to work harder to take in air.<br><br>Archlight's tail had been wraped around him often when she was in a more dominant mood. Sunfyre's long tongue running along his skin reminded his body of the sensual ways of his former mate and he had an involuntary reaction between his legs. He wanted to remain soft but that tongue... He remembered the feel of Archlight's long, rough tongue coiled around his massive dick, pulsing with pleasure. His manhood engorged, straining against Sunfyre's tail. He did nothing to provoke more intimacy, though.<br><br>"Hard or harder? What exactly does that mean? Set me to burn? He tried to distract her, using her own words and asking for explanation of them. He had learned that most dragons will go on at length about themselves and what they wanted. Perhaps this would give him time to soften...though he doubted it. A dragonmate's libido was like an elemental force once riled.
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				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 07:51:13</strong>
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				Sunfyre chuckled deeply at his questions and the stirring against the inside of her coiled tail. &nbsp;Her own scent was starting to drift as well for she wanted this mate when she saw him from afar. &nbsp;"Why else would I go through the hassle of killing that one?" she thought amusedly and then focused on her new toy. &nbsp;<br><br>"It's a simple equation really. &nbsp;I killed for you and I'm going to make you strong enough to mate with me how I want to be mated or I'm going to torture and kill you and then go find another dragonmate and repeat the process." she spoke calmly, evenly and devoid of emotion. &nbsp;It was simple fact. &nbsp;She never stopped licking him though, rough and soft, smooth and hard, almost as if she had human hands and was caressing him. &nbsp;Her tail relaxed so her tongue could move closer to his expanding manhood. "If you improve to my satisfaction, I will place you at the head of my armies and I will set you to burn all that oppose our will. &nbsp;I do not merely wait out those beings that threaten my people, I hunt them and kill them before they get the chance." She smiled at him, basking in the glow of the countless lives she took, the otherworldly creatures she slaughtered with her armies.<br><br>"Now then, I had a very long day killing your previous mate. &nbsp;So I wish to make this as fast as possible for you will not please me in your current size no matter how good you are..." She allowed her words to sink in. &nbsp;Before directing his gaze to a table with several goblets on them. "know this, to drink of my essence will bring you to a level of power only dreamed of in your puny mind."
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 08:11:59</strong>
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				His body had been primed for dragon for many years now. Archlight had turned him from a young, barely adult man with few prospects and a lack of confidence into a powerful, lustful and loyal dragonmate that ached for his dragon with alarming regularity. The sensuous attack Sunfyre launched had snaked it's way through his defences simply because it was a lot like what he had experienced before. His body could not help but respond.<br><br>His mind, however, was equally powerful. This abomination had made it plain that he would be made into a different kind of dragonmate, one that craved violence and destruction as much as sex. It felt wrong!<br><br>He had accepted her demand, though. So he would do as duty commanded. Perhaps, in such a high position, he could minimize the collateral damage. Maybe he could keep his new dragon more interested in fucking than conquest, too.<br><br>He looked over at the goblets and counted them. Was he to drink that all at once? When he had partaken of Archlight's milk it was directly from her breasts and he had frank until full. Over the course of weeks it had changed him to what he was now. A dragon's milk made her mate physically perfect for her. Sunfyre was so much bigger than Arch. How much bigger would he need to be?<br><br>"How big do you intend to make me? Will it be so large as to make it harder to move and fight?" He was already up to his sternum and as thick as a wide candle! The humungous thing was throbbing powerfully, pulsating rhythmically against her strong tail. "How many weeks will it take to work?"
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				Post by: <strong>Mayna</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 13:06:28</strong>
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				Sunfyre smiled for the first time. Sensing his mind drifting from his ok mate and to her.&nbsp; She hated to be second in anything and it annoyed her when this mate and only eyes for another dragon but she kept at it and finally seemed to be rewarded.&nbsp; She licked him continuously, finding a rhythm as she slowly uncoiled her tail allowing more of her tongue to work on him and she frowned at his clothes for a moment and stopped.&nbsp; "Remove your clothes.." She commanded, her orange eyes flaring now with her rising desire.&nbsp; The throbbing cock, hidden and yet displayed was starting to repeat her hate of all things with an inferno of desire.&nbsp; It was a terrible thing to behold and yet he had seen dragon's lust to understand<br><br>"When I feel you have earned the right to suckle from me I will allow it.&nbsp; Until then, you drink from the cups.&nbsp; It will take longer and be more painful that way but such things cannot be avoided." the fires burned in her eyes. "as to how big? You sit like a child on my neck. You will grow in many ways, especially in height, thickness and ... Length and Girth" She accented the last two, making it clear what was most important to her.
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				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 16:31:53</strong>
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				As a dragonmate he was tough and needed no underpadding so the armour, custom fit, was a bit less bulky. He did as commanded when her tail loosened and started to slowly remove his armour. He unbuckled the straps and removed the breastplate, carefully setting it against the wall. The arms were next and he set them with the breastplate. Each peice was treated with care as it was removed until he was naked. <br><br>His body was unscarred, as all dragonmates were. When they healed they healed completely. He had a triangular torso, well muscled without the gaudy rippling that many strived for. His body was hairless, too, a side effect of the process. His legs were long and strong, with especially&nbsp; thick thighs and calves almost comically bulky. His arms were proportionate to his torso in bulk, strong without being so big as to make bending them hindered at all, as opposed to his powerful, massive legs.<br><br>His cock was impressive! Archlight had been quite large and, as such, his meaty manhood had grown to match her need. It pulsed and throbbed, tapping against his sternum and, due to Sunfyre's attentive tongue, already leaking precum so thick that it looked like an ordinary man's orgasmic discharge.<br><br>He was skeptical about his entire body growing. He'd never heard of it. If it was true he wondered how large his body would get. Maybe his soon to be new cock size would be managable after all, then...but his armour would be useless. This bothered him a lot. Archlight had had it made for him, had been a part of the process of making it, in fact. She'd used her powerful breath to heat the metal for forging.<br><br>The emphasis on length and girth also bothered him. Was he just a cock to her? Well, if she insisted on him drinking from goblets to get her milk and slowing the process then that was a delay in him sating her lust and that rather pleased him. He sarcastically replied, "Well, I am sorry my meager phallus is too small for you at the moment.I hope you don't have to wait too long before it grows to sufficient size. Will we begin today?"<br><br>
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