On a world of anthropomorphic dragons, they say that the biggest of them all was the true dominant being. Of course, size didn't technically have much to do with domination, but in the case of a certain dragon by the name of Drash it absolutely was the defining factor in his domination of the world! Actually... domination wasn't quite the right word. Perhaps the best word was "infection."

Born with very poor genetics, the dragon was impotent. His dick was barely three inches long and his balls sadly matched its size. Draconic society was centered around reproduction, so breeding was an important part of dragon culture and being unable to do so was often a source of shame. Most male dragons went so far as to visibly boast their size, like wearing clothing that stretched over their endowments. Having a minuscule malehood was a source for slander and humiliation. Unfortunately for Drash, he was three times smaller than the average member of his race. On top of his impotence, he was almost completely infertile and could not reproduce very effectively. The pheromones Drash produced, or rather a lack thereof, gave this problem away. It would be hard to get any female dragon to want to reproduce with him, given the fact that his tiny dick couldn't excite a flea if he tried. However, thanks to his sister, he would soon have the biggest genitalia out of anybody in all of his universe.

Dragons could live for a few hundred years, with the oldest members being around three hundred years of age but most passing away around two hundred. Drash himself was around twenty years of age, the point at which dragons were expected to become more sexually active. Dragons were built for tremendous longevity; thus reproduction was extremely difficult for them. A general clutch of dragon eggs made for five to ten eggs, yet dragons could go through a thousand eggs and see only one hatch if they were lucky. The dragons didn't have a particular mating season as well, their bodies being constantly ready for sex when the need to increase the population arose. 

This difficulty for producing eggs led to a culture that glorified sex to a fanatical degree. On the one hand, half of dragon society loved the fact that they could have sex and lay eggs and rarely have to worry about children, so they eagerly took advantage of their disposition. But on the other, dragons desiring families had to go out of their way to succeed at such, breeding every day for several years in the hopes of siring a child. The result of this was that sex was extremely common and glorified to the point where somebody like Drash, whose dick was so small as to be neigh unable to stimulate a female and whose semen would, in all likeliness, never sire a viable egg, would be outright shunned.

Other than having his impotent endowments, Drash was a normal college-aged dragon who worked at his mother's convenience store after his classes, one of several stores his mother ran as a set of branches for a larger chain. He even had a girlfriend, despite his difficulties; he was in a relationship with a dragon named Sheyla, a draconiology major. The two of them had been together for several months and were enjoying a nice relationship, however Drash worried that their relationship would lead to slurs and insults hurled at her as well as him. Sheyla insisted she wasn't bothered by any of it, but Drash wasn't so sure he believed that - he could tell she was just saying that to protect him. He'd already seen it happen a few times when they were together, which made him very upset. Every now and again, Drash would get a bad feeling in the pit of his gut that Sheyla was dating him out of pity: the dragon was well known for her empathetic nature, for better AND worse.

Drash's mother worked on the other side of town at their other convenience store, so it was usually up to the kids to run this less busy one closer to home. As with all retail work, Drash's convenience store job often involved him getting yelled at by rude patrons. One such customer had been attempting to buy cigarettes, but was hindered by a lack of ID. Drash tried to explain this to them but he only got spiteful words. Despite Drash repeatedly informing him of the aforementioned law, the customer was far too persistent. Drash could only sigh in frustration, his suffering ignored by the abusive dragon on the other side of the counter.

To Drash's relief, somebody entered the store and served to end the painful experience; a dragoness by the name of Aica had come from the university to check on her brother as he was finishing up his work day. Her bag was heavy with school materials, some of which were bio-medical supplies for use with homework. Aica was a bio-med major, which carried a great irony: much like her brother Drash, Aica was born with incredibly poor sexual potency. Dragons already had very low odds of laying a viable egg even with a super-massive clutch, so even if Aica could lay a clutch of eggs, the odds of any of them being viable were negligible if not non-existent. She also couldn't produce a pheromone scent, and she got just as much teasing from others as Drash.

Upon speaking to the patron, they got mad at Aica and rudely shoved her back. With clenched fists and a firm stance, Aica grabbed him by the waist and literally threw him out the door, warning them not to come back; they wouldn't tolerate such abusiveness at their store. Back inside, Aica did a little bit of shopping; despite the store being owned by their family, they still had to pay for items taken from the shelves just like everybody else. In this case, Aica needed some snacks for use during her biology studies. At the counter, she got into conversation with her brother. The two of them talked about school, how it was stressful as always and how the cost of attendance couldn't possibly be worth the stuff they were learning, half of which they probably weren't going to use during their careers. They talked about their professors and how half of them didn't know what they were doing while the other half were just rude, pushy, or demanded too much of their students. Drash was lucky to get some decent professors this semester, but Aica was unfortunate enough to get a very harsh biology teacher. Adding her internship with the PandorX medical research company only further compounded her difficulties.

When the topic of PandorX came up, Aica grinned and said "Oh, by the way, guess what? I've been given the opportunity to assist with an experiment! That alone will really boost my chances for getting a full-time job with them when I'm done with school, but the best part: the experiment involves a serum intended to alter reproductive genetics!" Drash's head perked up at the mention of genetics. Drash insisted that Aica explain. "Well basically, the serum boosts one's potency, giving them significant sperm production, ensuring viable sperm or gametes are produced, and even increasing the size and sensitivity of a dragon's genitals." She paused before adding "That last part wasn't actually planned on, but some of the scientists mentioned it was a side-effect." Drash was beaming at this point, thinking about how this serum could fix all of his problems. "Just think about it! If this stuff works, I could probably get us some of the beta samples! You and I could finally fix our bodies and get rid of all that teasing!"

Drash did a little dance in place. "That sounds awesome! How long before the samples are ready for testing?" He asked, giving her an eager grin and leaning over the counter, getting his snout right in her face.

Aica shook her head and gently pushed Drash back behind the counter. "Don't get too excited, bro. Remember that we're only testing the stuff right now. We need to do things like dilute the formula, see what effects it'll have when certain things are done to it; Lots of interesting stuff. It's non-toxic, so I was given permission to take a sample home with me to mess around with later. I'm going to take it to the chemistry lab at the school tomorrow and see what I can do to it, and then I can write a report and snag some extra credit from that bullshit bio professor."  Aica reached behind her and pulled out the glass container from her side pouch to show Drash. At a glance, the contents looked rather thick and clung to the sides of the jar as it sloshed around. College-aged as he was, Drash's first thought was that it reminded him of semen. "This is the serum, or at least its current alpha version. The scientists are in unanimous agreement that it's too potent to be used as medicine right now. A little would probably bring a dragon to a healthy size but, other than the size boost, we don't know what other adverse effects the serum would cause. It's not toxic in any way, like I said, but it's full effects are still not known."

Beaming with eagerness, Drash asked "Can I try it out anyway?" He eyed the sample with anticipation, hoping to sample it.

Aica shook her head and put the bottle away. "I just said it was an alpha sample, silly. ALPHA, as in in the earliest and unpredictable stages. If the other scientists say it's fine, then maybe you can try it when it gets into beta. But even then I doubt it'll be available as a product for a long time. Might not even hit the beta stages in the next ten years, for all we know."

Drash's grin dropped. "Oooh, but ten years is a long time! We'll be done with college by then, you might not be working for them when it's done! Or you might be moved somewhere else, or anything could happen! This could be our one chance!"

Giving him a pat on the shoulder, Aica smiled and said "Everything is going to work out. Don't worry, bro." Then she started to leave the store just as another patron came in.

Drash smiled. He recognized this patron as well: His girlfriend Sheyla. He started to greet Sheyla by leaning over the counter to give her a kiss on the cheek, but the female put a hand up and pushed his head back, averting her gaze before saying "It's over." She woefully told him about she had been starting to receive humiliation as well thanks to Drash. She admitted that, as Drash had suspected, she'd only been dating him out of pity, knowing he was almost certain to be unable to find a date in the future. Given that he would never be able to give her a clutch if they took their relationship to the next level, she couldn't possibly see their continued romance working out. Before Drash could say anything, Sheyla brushed him off and rushed out the door. He couldn't tell if her rush was out of embarrassment or remorse.

Drash was absolutely heartbroken, and spent the remainder of his shift fighting back tears. His love was lost because of a genetic problem he couldn't even control or fix. Or, he remembered, that he couldn't fix on his own. A few minutes before his shift was supposed to end, he rushed out the door and ran straight home. He sobered up on the way back and decided to do something rather drastic. Upon entering the front door, he looked around to see if his sister had gotten home. Drash quickly found his sister's backpack sitting on the dining room table, with the alpha serum having slipped out of the side pouch and onto the table. Drash could hear the sounds of a shower running somewhere in the house; their mother was still out working, so it had to be Aica. Perfect! Drash grabbed the vial, removed the cover holding the liquid inside, and promptly started chugging it.

About halfway through the serum, a revolting aftertaste washed over Drash's tongue and he gagged. He let the bottle slip from his hands and fall to the floor, shattering into a thousand pieces. Panicking, he rushed off to his room and shut the door. His sister would surely find it! A few minutes later, he could hear her voice in the dining room. "Oh, man! I thought I secured this thing." Aica said, grabbing some towels and cleaning up the remains of the bottle.

It occurred to Drash that the bottle had slipped onto the table, out of the bag's side pouch. That must have meant Aica thought it was an accident. "At least it wasn't toxic, but... god, that sucks..." Aica said, making no mention nor speculation of Drash. He assumed his sister didn't suspect. Drash felt a bit bad for what he did, realizing that he'd ruined his sister's opportunity to get extra credit. He would have come out of hiding and confessed, but that serum had made him feel a bit nauseous and groggy; he felt like going to bed right away. Drash felt warmth starting to come over him and he wondered if he was getting sick. He climbed into bed and decided to rest the warmth away.

Drash found it difficult to sleep, a strange heat building up in his body. By the time he woke up, all his tossing and turning had kicked off all his covers. The first thing he noticed was a considerable bulge in his trousers, as well as how wet they were. Astonished, Drash pulled down his trousers to reveal an erection: his first ever! Drash was absolutely amazed: the serum had worked!

Drash looked at his throbbing dick with awe, having never seen it so big before. It stood six inches in total, double the length he was when he'd gone to sleep. Now that he did have a proper erection, he had to suffer the consequences of arousal. Everything about this sensation felt new to him, from the twitching of his length throbbing in tandem to the racing of his heart. Drash reached a shaky hand over to his dick and grasped it. A sudden rush of euphoria washed over him, a feeling more powerful than he'd ever experienced. A tingle of satisfaction washed over him, and he pulled his hand away. The feeling subsided slowly. He started experimentally running his fingers across different points of his cock, seeing how every inch of his length made him feel. He quickly began to realize that every inch of his genitalia's skin gave him a sense of pleasure when rubbed, with varying levels of intensity. 

"So this is what lust is like." Drash said to himself, carefully rubbing the small barbs sticking out from the head of his length. They felt like tiny spines coming out of his length, each one sharp at the tip, and rubbing each one gave him a burst of euphoria. He reached a finger up to the tip and rubbed along the slit of his cock, moaning a bit as a burst of pleasure raced through him from his sensitive tip. He grinned and gripped his length, taking in its newfound thickness and its many textures, the many bumps and ridges across its surface adding to his pleasure. It throbbed in his hands, demanding more attention. Drash's mind was a mix of awe and lustful need, the dragon so astonished by the wonderful feeling of pleasing his flesh. His balls felt tight, brimming with a big draconic load that roiled within and demanded release. Pre leaked out of his tip, and Drash spread the dollops across his shaft. As he stroked, his shaft made very lewd squishing noise that Drash had to admit enticed him. 

Slowly but surely he started stroking faster, all the while his heart racing with excitement. More and more pre leaked out of his shaft, covering his hand and his engorged dick with his sticky mess. Drash could feel an intense wave of euphoria ready to burst forth; he stroked with all the strength he could muster. Finally, he felt his climax wash over him. His dick practically ruled his body for the next few moments as spurt after spurt of Drash semen shot out of him, flying all over the room and making a mess. Drash laid back on his bed and instinctively thrust into the air as orgasm wracked his body for the first time ever, an experience he could compare to nothing else.

Drash basked in the afterglow for some time, taking in all the sensations: the severe sensitivity of his length as it became flaccid and drooped down onto his balls, the feeling of wetness around his shaft now that it was covered in his load, and the buzzing feeling in his head which pleased him greatly. When his body settled down, Drash sat up to see the mess he'd made. His cum had flown all over the room, ropes of sticky white liquid hanging off of many of his personal belongings. He started to get up to try and clean it all up, but a dizziness came over him and he had to grab onto something to stay standing. Drash remembered something from one of his classes a few semesters ago, that the aftermath of an orgasm would leave a dragon feeling weak, something he'd never experienced before. He ended up toppling over and had to drag himself towards the bathroom to take a shower before class.

He went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror as he stripped down. The first thing he noticed about himself was another change - he'd gained a six-pack overnight somehow. Confused, Drash poked at his abdomen and felt a bit of muscle in there. How had that happened, he wondered. His attention immediately diverted to his length again when he felt warmth come over his body - so soon after his first orgasm, he was already getting aroused again. He climbed into the shower stall and turned the warm water on. The water spraying over his naked body relaxed him. Warm water began drenching his body, from his shoulders to his hips and of course over his growing erection which demanded the attention of the dragon. Drash was surprised, having believed that dragons needed some time to rest between orgasms. Yet now he could feel his strength starting to return, his body reinvigorated for the sake of having another fap.

Drash gave into his lustful needs and grasped his dick. It felt much more sensitive than before. Drash went straight to hard stroking, but immediately was put off by the tremendous sensitivity of his cock. He wasn't used to masturbation, and neither was his cock, so he couldn't go at his dick very hard. He turned to slower strokes instead, which he found much more enjoyable. His length throbbed hard in his hand, leaking precum every few moments which he spread onto the rest of his dick. The sticky mess got onto his cock again, only to be partially washed off by the running water. A pang of euphoria rushed through Drash for a moment, paralyzing him briefly before going back to stroking. His need to cum was greater than before, the dragon feeling more of these pangs that made it hard to stroke. Drash had a hard time adjusting to all this pleasure. On top of that, Drash felt the waves of pleasure getting stronger each time they hit him, leaving him barely able to move each time. It felt especially good to rub along his barbs, which felt a bit more defined and pointier since his first climax. The ridges of his length also felt thicker, giving his length more texture and making his masturbation more pleasurable. Orgasm finally wracked his body once more and cum sprayed out of his cock, coating the shower walls with his mess. Drash was a bit more coherent during his second-ever orgasm, most of which coated the shower stall walls and dripped down the drain. In the wake of another afterglow, it occurred to Drash that his second orgasm had lasted a little longer than the first.

As he climbed downstairs, holding onto the railing to steady himself, Drash noticed a strange smell in the house. He followed his nose and was led to the kitchen, where he found his mother working. He quickly realized that the scent was coming from her. He slowly creeped into the kitchen to grab breakfast when his mother turned around and greeted him.

That's when she noticed that Drash also had a bit of a pheromone wafting from his body. She asked Drash why he smelled of pheromones, leaving him in the awkward situation of having to explain that his dick had grown. Or, at least, that's what he would have done if he didn't come up with an excuse on the spot: "Ahm... I, uhh, got this special soap that smells like pheromones. I was hoping it would make the dragons at school stop bothering me."

His mother smiled and rubbed the back of Drash's head, pleased to hear the response from her son without even considering the reality that it was a blatant lie. Aica came down a few minutes later and noticed Drash's scent as well, and he gave the same lie to her. He felt especially guilty about not telling her about drinking the serum, but he felt like he'd severely disappoint her if he did so. Speaking of the serum, even while he stood in the kitchen with them he could feel his arousal growing, heart racing and dick hardening up. Neither his mother or his sister noticed the bulge in his pants, luckily enough.

After breakfast and packing his school bag, His mother gave him a kiss on the cheek before wishing him a good day at school. For some reason, Drash felt a bit embarrassed - perhaps even aroused - by the motherly gesture. As he left the house, he felt his arousal climbing higher, dick fully hard and feeling even more needy than back in the shower. He never realized how horny dragons were, or at least he didn't think dragons were normally this needy. He rushed off to the bathroom to have another fap. The horny dragon gasped and panted as he dropped his pants, grabbing his needy erection and stroking wildly. Precum started bursting from him the second his hand touched his flesh, and after a brief period of stroking he came to climax in record time. This time, he was absolutely sure his output had increased. He was surprised, but in his post-climactic exhaustion he didn't question it. 

Drash rushed for the door to get to the bus, knowing he'd be an hour late to school if he missed it. Right as he got to the front door, however, he felt his heat return a third time. Drash whimpered and squeezed his dick in his pants, feeling it throb to full hardness. A bit of precum leaked out of him and stuck to the inside of his trousers. He briefly considered skipping class to take care of this, but he remembered some of his professors were very strict about attendance. He had no choice but to try and ignore it.

On the bus, Drash felt his needs raging in his pants. His cock throbbed incessantly, demanding his full attention. Drash caught himself unconsciously reaching to his pants to undo them more than once, but he stopped himself each time before he embarrassed himself. Drops of pre leaked out of him, dripping on his pants and running down his legs. The horny dragon whimpered a bit, desperate to cum but needing to hide it from the dragons surrounding him. Speaking of his fellow dragons, something about them was driving him mad. Drash took a deep breath to calm himself but his heart raced and his cock throbbed hard. Pleasure wracked his body and he could swear he almost came. Drash realized it was their scent that was affecting him - he could smell the musky scent of every dragon around him, male and female. In fact, judging by the looks a few dragons were giving him, they could smell his scent too.

His cock kept bulging in his trousers and demanding attention. The desperate dragon quietly rubbed the dick in his pants, giving himself the minimum amount of satisfaction to escape the torment of his lustful needs. But, he soon realized, even the slightest bit of stimulation could bring him close to climax. He pulled his hands away as his dick started throbbing uncontrollably, a huge rush of pleasure overwhelming him. He came so close to climax again, and to making a big mess in his trousers and the bus, but his dick calmed down shortly afterwards. The dragon spent the rest of the ride regretting the rubbing he'd given himself, as his dick was fired up with lust, demanding to be finished off.

When he finally arrived at school, Drash rushed off to the bathroom and locked himself in a stall. The room was empty, lucky for him, so he was free to release his pent up seed without anybody suspecting. Almost as soon as Drash freed his dick from his trousers, his endowments throbbed uncontrollably and released spurts of pre that splattered onto the wall. Drash aimed his tip at the toilet and started to rub himself.

Within seconds, his cock was blasting cum into the toilet. He bit his lip and tried not to moan, but the overwhelming pleasure coursing through his body meant at least one lustful gasp escaped his lips. Climax dragged on for well over ten seconds before he calmed down. He panted and leaned against the door, sighing in relief.

Yet, even after that orgasm, his dick still felt hard. It was sensitive in the midst of his afterglow, but it was still throbbing strong and ready to go another round. Drash gave it a long, gradual stroke, going from the head all the way down to his reptilian slit, and in doing so noticed something incredible: His dick seemed to have grown!

Drash quickly gripped the thing and took a vague measurement using his hands. He was absolutely sure his dick was longer, perhaps thicker as well. Drash looked over his enlarged length and took in its many, newly exaggerated features. For one, it had grown to be around eight inches in length, two inches longer than that morning. He reached down to cup his balls and found they had also swollen bigger, dangling from his crotch with much more weight than earlier that morning. The dragon's cock looked much more ridged than before. Typically, a dragon's endowments grew barbs and ridges as they grew older for the sake of increasing stimulation in a female. Drash was at an age where he would start getting them but they wouldn't become more defined until well into his adulthood, and yet now he could see barbs all across the bottom of his head, all long and very pointy looking. It must have been a side-effect of the serum.

This was very curious, and Drash wondered if this would be a problem but after all that rubbing he'd done just now, he felt his lust building and it took priority. Drash started rubbing another one out, taking in the intensity of his pleasure. Once again the pleasure was stronger than the last time. Drash felt each burst of euphoria hit him and paralyze him, his dick throbbing hard and rising to climax. Rubbing his ridges seemed to get his arousal particularly riled up. He came in record time, and the toilet was treated to an impressive volume of cum. His climax lasted half a minute, and at the end of it Drash still felt like he was pent up and desperately needed to cum again. So he succumbed to his needs and fapped a third time, and then a fourth and a fifth time. Each successive orgasm left him feeling more sensitive than the one before. He pumped out orgasms with very little difficulty, barely phased by the rush of euphoria before moving on to the next climax. His new-found stamina was most likely a result of the serum.

After his fifth climax in a row, Drash had to stop because he was overfilling the toilet. He tried to flush and the bowl nearly flowed over. Even after five consecutive orgasms, his balls felt just as full as before. If anything, they felt even more pent up and desperate to climax. Drash wondered if he was producing as much cum as fast as he was outputting. He was certain of one other thing, however: his dick had grown another two inches. He was amazed; was it growing every time he masturbated? Drash couldn't tell, but the more he thought about it the harder it was to ignore his needs.

Looking at the time, Drash realized he was about to miss his first (and most important) class. The dragon desperately tried to get his trousers on but realized they barely fit with his newly engorged endowments! Groaning in lustful agony, he kept fighting against his endowments and stuffed them into his trousers. Even when he finally succeeded, they made a very, very obvious bulge in his pants. On the one hand it wouldn’t necessarily be embarrassing since most dragons appreciated seeing males bulging bits, but on the other hand his trousers rubbing against his sensitive skin made him extremely aroused. There was no time to try and solve the problem now, as he was about to be late for his first class.

Class was almost unbearable for Drash, the scent of other dragons constantly assailing his sinuses. The professor's voice was drowned out by Drash's thoughts of his classmates, all of whom he examined in close detail. All of their forms appealed to him, from the feminine curves of the females to the stocky builds of the males. Come to think of it, those builds occurred on bodies of the opposite genders as well and it was just as enticing. Drash couldn't help but fantasize about ramming himself into the rears of each and every one of his classmates. Drash could swear he almost came several times just thinking about it. A puddle of precum formed around his desk and slowly spread across the whole classroom. Despite how obvious it was, nobody commented on it. Strange...

After class, Drash rushed off to the bathroom to try and relieve himself. Once again, no matter how much he jerked off and came, his lust could not be sated. He inspected himself again and found his endowments had grown a drastic eight inches longer, eighteen inches in total. His girth was incredible as well, about as thick as his forearm. His dick had mutated in other ways, growing a second set of barbs beneath his original ones. The ridges of his length were growing bigger and more numerous as his cock grew longer as well. His mutations were making his dick more and more incredible, but it also meant it would be very hard for his dick to fit inside a female; ironically his growing fertility was starting to make him less likely to have a mate once again.

Drash fared no better in his next class than in the last. His lust was really starting to get out of hand, his dick producing a constant flow of pre which filled the room and even spread out into the hall. Again, nobody seemed to comment. Drash was astonished when the class ended and he was able to get out of the room with almost no looks, but he was thankful for not being called out as a freak. On the other hand, he wondered how nobody could be noticing his truly staggering pheromones. It occurred to him that maybe every dragon put out a scent as strong as his and they were used to it. He'd never really perceived scents quite well due to the weakness of his reproductive system, his body being unable or unwilling to perceive their pheromones before today. That still left the question of how nobody was noticing his massively presuming cock.

Drash had no more classes until later that afternoon, so he normally would get lunch around noon time. In this case, he could tell his lust would be dominating his lunch hour. However, on the way to the bathroom, he saw his ex-girlfriend Sheyla, who was headed for the campus gymnasium. Drash began to chase after her, intending to show her that his fertility wouldn't prevent them from having a brood anymore. In his pursuit of her, he failed to realize what a terrible idea it would be to try and win her back this way. In truth, dragon society was so fixated on sexual success that Drash's drastically increased potency probably WOULD be a winning method of getting Sheyla back, but the act of perusing her in such a way would definitely put her off. None-the-less, Drash kept following her even as she went into a girls' locker room. Lucky for him, there was nobody inside save for himself and Sheyla.

"Sheyla!" Drash exclaimed, grabbing the female's attention.

Sheyla turned around and started to scream, but she covered her mouth upon realizing it was Drash. At least, she thought it was Drash. The dragon certainly had his face, but he looked much stronger and more well hung than Drash. She rushed over to him and started to push him out of the room, exclaiming "What are you doing here? Somebody's going to kick your ass if they know you're in here!"

"I-I just wanted to tell you something! You don't have to break up with me anymore!" Sheyla was confused and began to argue before Drash undid his trousers and showed Sheyla his newly enlarged dick. 

Sheyla was even more confused now, seeing the gigantic dick hanging from Drash. A huge mix of feelings rushed through her, from confusion to astonishment to embarrassment. Her gaze was fixated on his massive length; she'd seen it only one time before and it was laughable at that time, barely able to slip out of Drash's slit. "How?" Was all she could ask him, so astonished by his blunt display. 

"I took a serum my sister got!" Drash said, failing to fully explain the story. "I'm finally fertile now. Now you don't have to break up with me!" Drash said, slowly approaching Sheyla.

The female started slowly backing away, very well put off by the suddenness of this situation. How had Drash gone from minuscule to so big and so... bold, and all within less than 24 hours? "T-this... this can't be right..." Sheyla stammered. "How is it... how is this possible? Why are you so huge? It's... that kind of size, so suddenly... how is that possible...?"

"B-but Sheyla! L-look!" Drash stuttered, grasping his cock and lifting it up for her to see. It had grown another few inches longer since they'd started talking, standing at a full two feet long. The ridges of his cock were growing more numerous as he grew longer and thicker, and he was growing a third set of barbs beneath the previous. The musk he was releasing was starting to become intoxicating, so much so that Sheyla couldn't look away.

The female dragon took a step back, her breath growing ragged as she took in more of Drash's scent. She was having a hard time concentrating on much of anything. A powerful heat came over Sheyla, and draconic instinct started taking over her mind. She mindlessly started undoing her pants. She slipped them off, along with her panties. Her female scent crept into the air; while most male dragons would have been able to ignore her scent, Drash's growing craving for sex found him intoxicated by the slightest aroma from a potential mate.

Completely at the mercy of his instinct, Drash crept forward and pinned Sheyla to a wall. A quick motion resulted in the male removing Sheyla's top, leaving her completely exposed. Being so afflicted with Drash's scent, she did nothing to fight against him as well. Within moments, Drash's dick was grinding against Sheyla's entrance. Pre started to burst from his length, lubing up her warm folds and further intensifying the scents in the air. With a powerful thrust, Drash shoved his meat inside of Sheyla and started thrusting. The two dragons grunted, feeling tremendous satisfaction from their romp.

Drash's length throbbed hard inside Sheyla, releasing burst upon burst of precum in shots that could have been mistaken for a full-on orgasm. Sheyla wrapped her arms around Drash's neck and held on tight as the bigger, stronger dragon took control. The ridges of his length were buried deep into Sheyla, grinding into her walls and ensuring Drash would go deeper with every thrust. Sheyla's womb was being stretched out of proportion thanks to the sheer girth of Drash's cock. Drash's balls rumbled as they swung about, the movement of his hips gyrating them all about while they filled with more and more cum, feeling tighter and demanding release more and more.

Drash was happy to comply; a few thrusts later, his dick erupted a huge load of cum. Fertile seed blasted into Sheyla and filled her womb up nice and full. The force of Drash's climax was enough to push Sheyla over the edge too. Their sex juices mixed together in her womb, ensuring that she would be impregnated with a tremendous brood. 

Sheyla returned to her senses as she came down from her orgasmic high. She slowly got off of Drash, wiped the cum off of her body with towels, clothed herself, and left the locker room without a word. She was too shocked to say anything. Drash came back to his senses soon after, and as his mind returned to a manageable state he came to realize what a huge mistake he had just made: He'd forced himself upon his girlfriend, and now that he'd done such a brutish thing to her she'd certainly not want to see him again.

In-between classes, Drash tried to distract himself from the horrible mistake by jerking off in the restrooms. His dick kept releasing bigger loads, effectively flooding every bathroom he visited, and every time he looked it seemed bigger than before. He actively measured its size, believing it was growing another few inches every hour. As the day went on, he made little effort to hide his growing fertility which was really starting to get out of hand. It had gotten to the point where his trousers hardly fit his endowments, creating a bulge that absolutely nobody could miss. Again, nobody seemed to bring it up, not even through hushed whispers about the indecent dragon parading his magnificent bulge around the school, leaving a trail of sexual fluids in his wake. On the contrary, every dragon that was around Drash for any extended period of time started showing signs of tremendous arousal, a growing need to satisfy their lustful needs even with others watching.

Pretty soon, Drash had to shed his pants completely; his dick started tearing through the fabric, pulling them apart in an effort to keep growing. The dragon discarded his trousers and spent the rest of the day half naked, which at least would prevent his trousers from rubbing him as he walked. Nobody was concerned about his lack of pants, including Drash, but even without touching himself Drash felt his arousal climbing higher and higher. At one point, halfway through his last class, he blasted an orgasm without ever having touched himself. Some of the desks in front of him were knocked forward, nearly injuring some students. There were some screams of shock but, surprisingly, many of the students responded with moans. Drash quickly collected his belongings and rushed out of the room, mid orgasm.

Drash rushed off to the bathroom for one last fap before taking the bus home. His length throbbed hard in his hands, demanding unending attention. It had mutated further since earlier that day, his urethra growing wider to enable bigger loads of cum to blast out. His dick felt twice as thick as earlier, and the head reached all the way to his own head. His balls had roiled up with an immense volume of cum, constantly gurgling and practically throbbing in their own right. Drash could swear he could feel them filling with cum, forcing them to swell larger and larger. With so much growth, wearing pants would be an impossibility. The barbs at his head were growing longer, getting sharper and growing even more numerous. This bit surprised Drash, since that was something that a dragon wouldn't start seeing in their dick until they were well into adulthood.

Moments after starting to fap he experienced climax, stronger than all his other orgasms before. No matter how many times he came, his climaxes kept getting stronger and his need for more kept climbing. The force of his climax, firing seed up into the air, was enough to blast through the ceiling. In panic, Drash tried to aim it at something more solid. That was a mistake, as his powerful stream of cum started tearing apart his stall, leaving him completely exposed. At this point, he couldn't care less if anybody saw him. All he wanted was to stop growing!

Actually, at this point, he wouldn't mind growing a bit bigger. In truth, he was quite enjoying this.

The dragon headed for the buses to catch a ride home. His climax kept shooting out of him the whole way there, coating nearly every surface he had direct line of sight on. Pretty much every student he passed got drenched by his cum, although none of them made a fuss. His male scent effectively covered the school, affecting almost every student on the campus.

The bus ride home was very eventful. Drash's normal routine was to ride the bus back to his own neighborhood, but he felt like he should avoid attention. For some reason, he wound up riding the bus regardless; he couldn't tell whether it was out of mindless obedience of his usual routine or whether he genuinely didn't care if he was noticed. Either way, attention was unavoidable thanks to the gallons of cum his balls were roiled up with. They groaned and rumbled rather ominously, much like a factory producing far faster than it was ever capable of releasing, an inexhaustible supply to release over and over again. Almost as soon as the bus took off, the vibrations of the vehicle set Drash off, blasting the floor with a climactic orgasm that almost ate through the surface with its force.

Drash's scent permeated the bus, and several other passengers felt the effects. Only the bus driver was safe from the effects, being sealed up in a protective room for personal safety. Many of the passengers immediately took off their clothes and started jerking off, unconcerned with anybody watching. Looking around, Drash saw it fit to try and take care of his growing needs again. He grasped his still-cumming cock and started rubbing, encouraging his orgasm to push out as much cum as he could. The bus doors actually did a fairly good job sealing the space and a pool of cum started forming, rising quickly thanks to Drash's output. His rubbing only encouraged his orgasm to grow in strength, his scent growing ever stronger. The other dragons around him started to leap upon one-another, ripping their clothes off and giving in to their lustful needs.

Even in the midst of orgasm, Drash felt his pleasure spike as a second orgasm wracked his body. Cum blasted out of his dick with greater force, strong enough to break the seats in front of him and drench the other dragons franticly having sex. The thorough soaking of cum Drash was providing certainly did not help break up the situation. Somehow, the driver didn't care and kept driving all the way through his route.

By the time the bus arrived at Drash's stop, the vehicle was filled halfway to the windows with Drash's semen. The doors opened and all the spooge flooded out onto the road, quickly washing down the street to the storm drain. Drash slowly dragged himself off of the vehicle, leaving the other sex-crazed dragons to do whatever they wished. Right now he wanted to get himself home. First, however, he made a quick detour to their convenience store. The front of the store became completely drenched in cum as he approached it, his cock having been shooting out a constant, huge load for neigh on ten minutes at this point. Aica was supposed to be managing it at the moment, but she was not at the front counter. Failing to consider the repercussions of doing so, he quickly grabbed raced inside and grabbed himself some condoms and tissues off the shelves while also failing realizing how absolutely useless they would be for him. 

Drash reached for his wallet but grabbed his own ass instead, only now realizing that he had abandoned his trousers at school. He cursed to himself before going behind the counter and writing a note for his mom, that he had grabbed some items and owed a certain amount, and stuffed it in the register before leaving. Nobody else had been present in the store while Drash was rushing in and out, but the dragon had left such a huge mess that nobody would be able to miss it, certainly not his sister. The huge mess he'd left inside the store would certainly catch her attention, and with the security cameras normally found in convenience stores, much like this one, she would know exactly how it'd happened.

None of this occurred to Drash, who was getting worse for wear. At this point, his balls were starting to drag against the ground. His cock, constantly engorged and leaking gallons of cum every moment, made a growing pool of cum behind him as he walked down the street. Even with storm drains, the street was covered by an inch-deep layer of cum which only pooled wider the further Drash walked. Luckily, this made it slightly easier to drag his balls down the street, as they had a slick surface to slide across. The dragon didn't take in any of it, his mind completely pre-occupied with his absurdly high need. When he got home, he planned to start rubbing himself and never stop.

As he was preparing to walk up the stairs, however, he was stopped by his sister, who had bolted for the house as soon as she'd looked at the security camera footage. "Drash!" Aica exclaimed, screaming in shock as she got a look at Drash's well-endowed body. What once was her scrawny, miniscule-endowed brother, was now a muscle-clad horny dragon with a dick reaching up to his head. "What happened to you?! You drank the serum, didn't you Drash?!" Drash ignored her out of desperation to get into his room and pushed his way past her. Aica grabbed his shoulder and said "No, stop! This is really bad; this is so bad! I have to get you to PandorX so we can fix you before it's too late. Drash, look how big you've gotten! You're mutating fast! We have to stop this before something terrible happens!"

Drash continued to ignore her, but Aica kept grabbing him. "Uuuuugh.... Aica, c'mon..." Drash moaned. "I really gotta cum..." He paused as he got a good look at his sister, and suddenly his heart raced. Under normal circumstances, Drash would not have been one to be incestuous but, with the state his mind was in, any dragon was worth mating if it would help him cum bigger and harder. 

"I don't care right now, Drash! I have to-" Aica suddenly caught a whiff of Drash's male scent and was instantly infatuated. Her legs became wobbly and she collapsed to the floor, caught up in a sudden wave of arousal. Drash was quick to take advantage of this, grabbing Aica and tossing her onto the couch. She meanwhile fell victim to draconic instinct, ripping off her trousers in an effort to open herself up to sex. Aica barely had time to take off her shirt before Drash was on top of her, thrusting his four-and-a-half-foot dick against her entrance. Aica yelped in surprise, the powerful throbbing of Drash's member against her folds sending strong waves of pleasure through her whole body. 

Drash humped her entrance until it could be convinced to stretch wide enough to accept his needy member. His growing had made it hard for anybody to accept his cock, but every thrust made Aica's womb open up wider for him. The well-developed barbs on his length tugged at her entrance every time he pulled out for another thrust, ensuring he would go deeper into her every time. Aica was in a mix of pain and euphoria, on the one hand having her womb opened to an impossible width and on the other Drash's incredibly ridged cock grinding against her inner walls. It didn't help that Drash's still spurting cock was now filling her womb, bloating her belly larger with every thrust. The thickness of Drash's cock ensured none of it would get out. Aica's body had its limits tested as Drash dove deeper, intending on getting all the way to his hilt. Every grind of the dragon's prickly cock inside Aica's body made the female want to scream in pleasure. Something about Drash's length, throbbing within her with all its mutated might, made her body feel like it was burning. Drash moaned at the top of his lungs as he hilted Aica, his length blasting its load with renewed energy, a second orgasm on top of his ongoing first. It didn't last long, and he was still cumming after, but it filled Aica with several gallons of cum on top of the half a dozen gallons she'd been filled with before climax. 

But, Drash wasn't done with Aica. Lust still raged within him, and the horny dragon kept thrusting into Aica with wild abandon. His member felt like a burning wildfire, and only a supreme climax would quench the flames. Less than half a minute passed before he erupted again in an even bigger orgasm and, for a brief moment, Drash expected his lust to calm down. Except, it didn't. In fact, Drash felt his arousal climbing higher for every orgasm he blasted into Aica. With every orgasm, he felt more sensitive and aroused, but most of all more pent up and desperate to cum. Drash simply couldn't get enough, his production far outweighing his output. Meanwhile, gallons of cum were flowing into Aica every second, her belly visibly swelling with her brother's immense load. Although Aica couldn't deny she was enjoying this, the sheer size of her womb horrified her and she wondered, with the sheer volume of cum and how potent it actually was, if she would actually lay fertile eggs. The thought of having her brother's brood did not please her. Aica's belly started to become taut with the sheer volume of it all. The female flailed her legs around until she managed to push Drash away, his cock forcefully pulling out.

Aica almost immediately regretted that; she started to yell in pain as Drash's draconic barbs did their job and tried to resist his pulling out. Each one tugged at her vagina as Drash was forced out, but she was not injured. She sat up and eyed Drash while cum poured out of her gaping womb. Her brother had fallen onto the floor and was desperately stroking himself. Through lustful pants, she said "T-too... big... we gotta... stop you..." Aica started dragging herself to the door, grabbing her bag and pulling out an empty, plastic vial meant for holding samples of chemicals - she must have brought it home with her that evening. Aica let some of the cum pouring from her vagina flow into it and fill it up for a sample of Drash's mutated cum. "I'll... be back..." she said weakly, dragging herself through the door (failing to clothe herself).

Drash hadn't paid attention to any of it. While Aica had been dragging herself to her bag and getting the sample she needed, which would no doubt be on its way to PandorX, Drash had been rubbing his growing endowments with increasing desperation and need. The dragon felt an especially powerful urge coming from his body, some sort of strange new mutation coming over him. His crotch felt like it lit on fire, such strange and intense heat that he hugged his dick to dull the feeling. It wasn't necessarily pain, but it was something he had never felt before. Drash looked down at his slit, from which his dick was throbbing, and saw something astonishing: a second dick! It throbbed and spurted pre just like his other one, and it was growing fast! Very fast, in fact, as if trying to catch up to his other dick.

Actually, Drash soon realized that his dick wasn't growing, but it was coming out of his draconic slit. That feeling of fire before had been his dick growing within, needing to escape his body and make itself known. The dragon grasped his dick, or dicks rather, and inspected his altered form: each of his lengths were outputting just as much as one would have if not more. Hemi-penises were not rare among the dragons, but they weren't very common at the same time. Had his mutation been working towards this all this time? As Drash sat back to admire his new, additional dong, he let one of his feet press into his ballsack. At that point he became aware of another mutation; his nutsack hadn't just swollen from his growing loads but also because he'd grown a second pair of testicles. Now the four testes in his ballsack were all producing cum with the same output as his original two had been. Each produced gallons of cum every minute, working to build his load bigger and bigger to blast out of his two massive dragon cocks which also kept growing bigger and bigger for the sake of greater output.

Rubbing along his lengths, Drash realized a few other mutations were happening: Not only had his dick been growing many rows of barbs on and beneath his head, but he was also starting to grow barbs along the entire length of his shaft. Astonished, he rubbed some of the ones down his dick and felt his heart race with each one he touched, a burst of pre shooting out with every one. This kind of mutation was especially strange for Drash: how barbs generally worked for dragons was that they would grow them along their head for the first few decades of their lives, then around the age of fifty they'd grow them along the entire length of their shaft as well. Dragons above the age of one hundred tended to have many rows of barbs along their dicks, and even the two-hundred-year-old dragons would keep growing new ones. It was something else about their genitalia to show off, so how could they not do so? Drash was rather giddy to be growing barbs.

Drash briefly thought his growth was getting out of hand. Would it ever stop? But, as he stopped to consider this, his mind slipped into another bout of lust and the thought didn't occur to him again. His mind did become coherent at one point, after how long he could not know. His head was only clear enough for him to get the idea to drag himself to his bed and lay down to masturbate. He quite literally had to drag himself, his body so caught up in orgasm that he couldn't stand up on his two feet despite the tremendous amount of muscle he was growing. His growth raged on, and at an almost visible rate: every fifteen minutes or so his endowments grew another inch or so longer, and his orgasms were nearly constant at this point. 

With dicks reaching far above his head at this point and balls the size of bean-bag chairs, Drash decided to take a shower and try to curb his arousal. Getting himself inside proved to be a challenge with a constant bombardment of euphoria hitting him, but at the very least he didn't have to strip since he was already naked. In this state, he was able to get a look at himself in the mirror before getting in the shower - his muscles had grown tremendously, becoming much beefier and more toned. He was much like the after photo in a lame as-seen-on-tv commercial, only Drash could tell the strength from these muscles was all too real. That was good, because he needed it to take care of his growing dicks.

His endowments barely fit into the shower stall, his nuts taking up most of the floor. Drash had to struggle to get his sack off of the drain so the shower wouldn't fill up with cum and water (but mostly cum). Turning on the shower was an immediate mistake, as the rain of water down his over-sensitive endowments had the exact same effect as it had that morning, only amplified a hundred times over. Immense bursts of cum shot out of him, many orgasms going off all at once as water slammed into his cock in many tiny drops. 

Cum poured out of his cock, spraying against the ceiling and dripping down into the stall. It was so thick and huge in volume that it had a hard time going down the drain, making his semen pool up in the stall. Drash wound up in a knee-deep pool of cum that slowly rose higher and higher, and he was no less horny than before. Pretty soon, he gave up the shower and opened the stall door, letting the semen rush out onto the bathroom floor.

At this point, his scent permeated the entire house easily. Not only that but it was spreading out through the neighborhood. Other dragons in neighboring houses started getting desperate and horny, occupants leaping upon one-another to satisfy their instinctual needs. 

The effects of the serum were growing out of control, as Aica was quick to learn. Having quickly returned to the PandorX lab and shared the sample with her boss, she discovered that Drash's seed not only was ultra-potent and mutating rapidly, but it was quite literally multiplying, undergoing mitosis where such a thing should have been impossible. Outside of a body, the rate of replication was negligible, but inside a body it could potentially perpetuate itself without end, ensuring an infinite volume of cum could be generated at an exponential rate. Aica described Drash’s mutations to her internship boss who theorized that, given the increased need for release, Drash's body was adapting to the growing volumes of seed by growing his genitals and his muscles as well.

Aica’s boss also explained that the serum could carried by a subject's sperm or gametes. Having seen Aica come in without clothes and with such a bloated womb, her boss put two and two together and decided to take immediate action to prevent the serum from affecting Aica as well. The combination of both her eggs multiplying and Drash's seed multiplying within her body ran the risk of infinite reproduction, something that could either kill her or lead to some truly bizarre effects. She was taken to a sterile examination lab and was thoroughly examined, through which they were able to confirm that Aica was impregnated. Moreover, they found that the development cycle of her offspring was highly accelerated due most likely to the serum.

Meanwhile, at the dormitories near Drash's university, the fears of the workers at PandorX were being realized in Sheyla, who was experiencing many pregnancy symptoms: tremendous swelling of the abdomen, swollen uterus, nausea and dizziness, hunger, and all sorts of other things. Her friend, a bio-med classmate, was able to identify her condition right away, but what confused her was that Sheyla was showing signs of being several months into the pregnancy, at which point dragons would be close to laying. Sheyla admitted that she'd been fucked by Drash, which added to the confusion given Drash's apparent impotency. Again, the mystery was compounded even further when Sheyla explained how Drash had grown in the span of a day. Her friend decided that she needed to go to the hospital to sort out the issue.

Mutations in the two females quickly became drastic; as it turned out, a female under the effects of the serum would become extremely desperate for pleasure, so much so that they would do anything to get it. The scientists noticed Aica trying to grind her tail into her womb, which they put a stop to through restraining chains; rather crude, but necessary. Unfortunately, as her womb grew more and more swollen with developing eggs, something started slipping out of her: a pair of tentacles! To the scientists’ shock, they slithered out of her womb and grabbed onto one of the chains binding her, yanking and breaking it in one heave. Then they swung over to and grabbed some machinery on the wall, ripping it off its perch and pulling it into her vagina to grind against her walls. The heavily pregnant dragon moaned, rubbing her womb in delight. 

In between the moments of insane lust where all Drash could think about was masturbation, Drash felt his crotch get a fiery sensation again, much like earlier. Was he about to grow a third cock? Drash considered this idea with glee before slipping back into his lustful stupor and masturbating like mad. His balls practically rumbled at this point, their constant output growing more and more extreme. His cumshots already had a lot of destructive potential, which was evidenced by the removal of drywall at each spurt of his cock. But Drash didn't care, his thoughts concerned only with getting the colossal release he so desperately needed.

Minutes passed and his third cock emerged from his sheath, and his ballsack expanded further to accommodate another pair of testes. He briefly gained enough coherence to consider the idea of looking up porn to satisfy his needs. Drash crawled over to his computer and tried to sit in the chair. His increased muscle mass made the seat uncomfortably tight however. He also noticed the computer seemed smaller in perspective to his body. Drash quickly inspected his muscles, which had swollen bigger as the day had gone on. He hadn't realized how ripped he'd become; his body was that of an athletic college student's dream. Because the chair was too small, he had to deal with using the computer standing up, which was already hard with the euphoria rushing through his head and his cumming cock blasting the walls around him, luckily having not damaged the computer. Then came the challenge of actually searching the internet with a foggy mind. He opened up the search engine on his browser and made multiple horribly mangled spelling attempts before finally getting what he wanted - videos of dragons banging. As soon as he pulled the first one up, the sight of the enticing scene made his heart race, his cocks bursting with renewed climax at the mere sight of the scene.

Through the combination of his balls groaning, his cumshots shooting and impacting the walls with loud splats, and his tremendous lust occupying all of his senses, Drash completely missed the sound of his mother arriving home. Moments later, after having seen all of his seed, Drash's mother rushed into the room and gasped in horror. "Oh no, sweetie! What happened to you?!" She exclaimed, rushing over to her son. Being anywhere near Drash was a mistake at this point, let alone approaching him, but getting so close to the growing dragon exposed her to his scent in its most potent state. Drash's mom froze in place as she approached him, her face going deep red with blush. She became fixated on Drash’s endowments and suddenly nothing was more important to her than riding one of his massive cocks. 

Drash's mother started tearing her clothes off and climbed onto one of Drash's cocks. As soon as she was fully naked, she plowed herself onto it. Drash and his mother let out a deep moan as her womb enveloped his cock, pulling herself down further and further onto Drash's endowments. The horny male couldn't argue, already taken in by the euphoria and excitement of his mother riding her. Everybody who rode his cock just felt so good. Drash was feeling an insatiable urge to fuck and cum as much as he could, and even his mother would aid in satisfying those cravings. 

Orgasm violently exploded from Drash's six balls as her mother sank further and further down his lengths. While one of them was contained within her womb, rapidly filling her body with many gallons of cum, his other cock started blasting the walls with renewed climactic strength. The house was being torn apart by Drash's cocks, but their passion kept either dragon from noticing.

As she sank further down his dick, Drash felt his mother's body accepting all the barbs and ridges he'd mutated. Oh, did they feel fantastic! He could feel every single ridge that entered his mother's vagina, practically to a cellular level! Every little nub on his shaft rubbing against her walls brought renewed climax upon Drash, exponentially multiplying the level of euphoria he felt washing through him. Climax after climax wracked his body, blasting out more and more cum. His orgasms started shooting clean through the house, splattering the next house over. The neighbor luckily didn't care, too enthralled by Drash's scent to do anything except fap and fuck.

Several dozen orgasms filled his mother before the other Dragon attempted to pull herself away from Drash. The barbs made this difficult, each one tugging at her womb and trying to keep her in, but she made an effort and pulled out. Strangely, she felt very little pain from having done so. She collapsed to the floor, womb gushing cum thanks to its overfilling. She seemed coherent, at least a little. She was still panting with lust, but from the way she was gazing at her overgrown womb it was evident that her mind was clear, if only for a moment. Drash couldn't tell, his mind far gone thanks to his insurmountable lust. His mother, shocked at this new development, raced out of Drash's room before she got caught up by his scent again and hid in her room. It didn't help all that much, due to the strength of Drash's orgasm rapidly breaking the building apart. She felt her womb groaning, with a belly so very taut and full. She already knew what was about to happen - her son's potency had skyrocketed, after all.

At that very moment, the scientists holding Aica were trying to restrain her again, but her rapid mutations fought against them as she tried to sate her endless desire for pleasure. Scientists in hazmat suits ended up being grabbed by the dragoness's tentacles and pulled into her womb, used as toys for her sexual pleasure until others came to try and rescue the victim and swiftly became toys as well. The doctors' efforts to stop her growth were fruitless, their attempts to kill or remove all the sperm in her body proving inadequate. Aica's fighting body was difficult enough to get past, but the sperm seemed to multiply and mutate so rapidly that anything they used to counteract them was almost immediately protected against by rapid mutation. Their only hope, small as it was, was to compare her to the source of all this seed and see if they could find a way to counteract the growth. They only hoped they'd be able to get patient zero before he grew out of hand.

But despite how threatening her mutations were, the scientists had to admit Aica was turning into a glorious case study. The effects of drastically increased potency and fertility in a female were being documented with eagerness. For one, Aica's belly was swollen with dozens if not over a hundred eggs. They started shooting out of her womb, a massive clutch that refused to stop growing. Even while she was shoving things into her vagina, eggs still poured out of her; her womb proved able to stretch to tremendous lengths in order to increase the rate of birth. Her vaginal tentacles were growing bigger and longer, reaching out further to find new things to shove into her. The scientists had to start providing big objects to keep her sated, but eventually not even that was enough to keep her tentacles confined to the examination room. They started breaking the walls apart, demonstrating refined strength, and pulling anything and everything around her to shove inside her. Studying the eggs showed that the percentage of viable offspring was significantly higher than normal.  Her breasts were also mutating, rapidly filling with dragon milk suitable for feeding her massive brood. Milk quickly started leaking out of her nipples, but even with that output her breasts slowly swelled bigger.

Hours passed, and her mutation grew worse - the scientists witnessed the opening of a second vagina in her body, just below her original one, and cursory analysis of Aica revealed that it was a second, entirely newly developed womb. It didn't take long for them to find her reproductive system was feeding into this womb as well, or rather that it had grown into this new womb to expand its potential output. A new set of tentacles emerged from this vagina as well, growing outward and searching for anything to please this womb as well. The scientists were quickly able to identify that her body was beginning to repeat this mutative process, to what end they could not tell. If it kept repeating, then Aica's clutch would very soon cover the entire city!

Little did they realize that, elsewhere, a clutch was already doing that very thing. As it turned out, the exponential multiplication of seed and gametes within a female's body would result in truly uncontrollable and uncontainable pregnancy. Sheyla's womb was bloating massively with more and more eggs, her clutch spilling out onto the streets, and her own chest was swollen with many gallons of milk already. After her friend had put her in the car, they'd driven towards the hospital. They couldn't make it before the laying began, and quite a laying it was! 

Dragons had to flee part of the city as she bloated bigger and bigger with her clutch, shooting eggs out of an increasing number of vaginas and creating a growing pile that threatened to crush anybody unlucky enough to knock it over. Not everybody could get away fast enough, tentacles emerging from her numerous wombs and grabbing anything they could, ranging from cars to other dragons, and pulling it into her vaginas and grinding against her walls. Still others suffered the adverse effects of the virus as the eggs grew in number, a growing pile spreading across the city and covering anybody who failed to get out of the way. Because Drash's seed was infinitely multiplying, some of it was escaping Sheyla's body along with her eggs. This was resulting in second-hand infection of any victim caught by the encroaching wave of eggs. Sheyla could only moan as her body sought to please itself in any way possible, no matter what.

Aica's and Sheyla's mutations didn't just result in supermassive clutches, however! The more they mutated, the stronger their scents began to get. Much like with Drash, anybody near them would start to feel hornier and hornier until they had no other desire but to fuck anyone and everyone. Comparing the two laying females to Drash, one would think they were mutating faster than patient zero. This couldn’t have been further from the truth.

The horny dragon responsible for this extreme mutation was still growing. Drash didn't sleep a wink, choosing instead to jerk off his growing members all night to try and get the colossal relief he desperately needed. Nothing seemed to help satisfy his body's needs, and those needs continued to get worse still. His body became harder and harder to move, the extreme force of pleasure leaving him nearly paralyzed. His endowments, rubbing against each other in their throbbing and pulsing, grew so sensitive that their subtle movements alone started triggering climaxes. Drash had become like a bottomless ocean, constantly forcing out more cum with no way to halt the process.

Morning came around and Drash was momentarily snapped back to reality by the buzzing of his alarm clock, which had been set to automatically ring in the early morning so he could go to school, although Drash quickly lost his head immediately after. He gave his rumbling gentles a rub before realizing they'd multiplied again! He was up to four cocks now, all of which were blasting cum with the force of fire hoses. The walls of his room were mostly obliterated, as were the walls of many neighboring houses thanks to his orgasming. His balls had multiplied as well, now eight in total, and felt fuller than ever. No amount of cumming could come even close to emptying them. 

It was extremely routine for Drash to go to school, so much so that he found the strength to drag himself out of bed. Despite the extreme weight of his endowments, He was able to lift them with tremendous ease. Though he was too caught up in lust to notice, his body had drastically grown overnight: his muscles had adapted to the growing weight of his endowments and had strengthened to a point where he was fully buff and a third bigger in size than he'd been before. He stumbled around the room trying to do his routine. The bathroom had been destroyed by his endowments and he was too big to fit in the shower, so that was skipped. He put on clothes, or he attempted to at the very least; trousers were out of the question, although he did make a pathetic attempt to put some on out of habit, and all of his shirts were ruined due to his afro mentioned destructive orgasms. The fact that his second floor room was still standing was miraculous in itself. He made his way down the stairs, passing by a pile of eggs in the hallway originating from his mother’s room. The dragon started dragging himself to the door, stark naked and uncaring about that attitudes of anyone who saw him or what effect his endowments would have on others, all for the sake of his routine which his lust-clouded mind felt compelled to follow.  

Drash carried on down the street, leaving a pool of cum and annihilated structures in his wake. The horny dragon ignored the bus completely and carried on walking to school. His mind kept repeating the directions to get to school, all the while oblivious to the damage his erupting cocks were causing; other dragons were getting covered in his seed, affected by his scent, and becoming infected themselves. All along the way the dragon huffed lustfully, hot and bothered by his cumming, throbbing, swelling endowments. At one point he collapsed as an especially powerful wave of euphoria washed over him - Another dick slithered out of Drash's sheath, spreading his crotch wider apart with even thicker girth. He stood with five cocks now, and meanwhile he'd grown another pair of balls as well, serving to fuel the output demanded by this new length.

This happened thrice more on the way to school, leaving the dragon with eight gigantic cumming endowments, all of which were nine feet long and covered in ridges, barbs, and spines that added sensitivity to the dragon's endowments. Drash himself grew bigger to compensate for this extra mass. The taller he got, the more hilariously small the rest of the world seemed around him. His body, too big to fit on the sidewalk, kept growing as he marched towards school. Occasionally he bumped into an empty car, crushing it beneath his weight and giving him a big burst of pleasure. Once or twice, he had to stop to grind against the vehicles. The metal surfaces made for great rubbing against the hundreds of ridges on his lengths, further compounding the intensity of his climaxes. 

Along the way, Drash noticed what appeared to be a massive pile of eggs in the streets, slowly shuffling down the road by some unknown force. He had no idea where this came from and Drash didn’t question it. He also didn’t notice the mad, lustful frenzy every dragon at school was in as he arrived there. He smelled the scent of his ex-girlfriend Sheyla, who was the cause of all this, but again he didn’t care. Clothing was strewn all about the place, rarely on a dragon, with everybody wildly humping and shooting their loads into one-another. Some of the dragons had swollen endowments and were cumming pretty big loads. Drash paid little mind to it - in his hazy mind, this all seemed normal to him.

Following his routine, he made his way to his lecture hall. Drash found that he couldn't get inside, but he was so strong that he was able to push his way through the wall with little difficulty. Despite the auditorium-like setting, he took up more than a third of the room. Within seconds the room was broken to pieces by his spraying cocks anyhow. The fact that he took up so much space didn't seem to matter as lecture didn't seem to be happening anyhow - the professor was too busy humping one of the students in a mad lustful frenzy, something the student didn't mind in the slightest. In fact, every student in the hall was much like all the ones outside - all obsessed with sex, some of which involved bigger endowments.

A huge burst of euphoria struck Drash as a particularly drastic mutation occurred. His whole body burned like the sun as rapid mutation began. The lecture hall looked to be shrinking as he grew bigger, muscles swelling and balls multiplying. More cocks started sprouting from his crotch, bringing his count up to nine... ten... twelve... sixteen dicks in all! They had literally doubled in number! He’d grown an additional sixteen balls during his mutation, and his muscle mass had literally doubled. His sack held thirty-two balls total, all of which were overfilled with gallons of dragon seed.

The horny dragon couldn't get enough of the growth and mutation at this point. He admired his cocks, all of which throbbed madly with growing power. Their mutated form was a sight to behold: the whole length of his shafts were covered in ridges, from which protruded thousands of little spiny barbs that would keep him buried deep in any female he sexed up. Speaking of which, Drash wondered how his ex was doing right about now. For some reason, he imagined her having a tremendously large brood right about now, what with the fucking he'd given her a day ago. Same applied to his mom, and to his sister too! The thought of the huge broods they must have been laying got him extremely excited, intensifying his orgasms once more.

Drash started to drift off into sleep, content to enjoy the feeling of his endowments cumming and growing with no force capable of holding them back. He didn't care if they kept growing until they crushed the planet; he was loving this, being the truly dominant dragon of the planet.

As his mind wandered, a bunch of soldiers and scientists rushed into the hall. They immediately identified Drash by the extent of his mutations, but even knowing how much he could have mutated was enough to prepare them for the shock of seeing Drash in the state he was in. With the help of some heavy-duty equipment and some charged explosives, they pulled him out of the building and carried Drash onto a gigantic moving truck normally reserved for moving massive loads of rocks. They took Drash to a gigantic, spacious storage facility. On the way there he mutated further, growing four additional cocks and pairs of balls. The truck was barely able to hold Drash by the end of its trip. The scientists quickly brought him inside a containment facility (which was actually a warehouse that’d been quickly repurposed for containing Drash), where they hooked up suction pumps to all of Drash's cocks, with extras ones ready for further mutations.

When Drash work up, the scientists explained to the captive dragon what was happening: the serum was composed of a virus which had infected Drash. Its purpose was to cause sperm to multiply at an obscene rate. In doing so, the virus also works to ensure the host can propagate the virus by enhancing the organs producing the virus, in this case his reproductive organs, and mutating him in such a way that increases the odds of the virus infecting other dragons. The virus knew no upper limit to the enhancement and would just keep growing him forever unless they can find a cure. Drash paid no mind to this, his mind too fogged up with lust to pay any attention. He simply laid back and occasionally rubbed his endowments, which kept cumming harder and harder bombarding his head with greater waves of euphoria.

The scientists started working on a cure for Drash’s growing condition, but failure was inevitable. Attempting to study Drash's sperm proved impossible; the virus a rapidly shifting genome, far too much for them to counteract with the tools they had. Nearly all of its genetic sequence changed nearly every hour, yet it still continued the same mutations within Drash. It was a paradoxical puzzle the scientists weren't capable of solving; the virus was maintaining the impossible feat of untraceable genetics. The scientists tried a few other means to stop Drash's growth too, like destroying the viruses with microphages and nanobots. This too resulted in failure, as the virus reproduced as fast as Drash's sperm and even seemed to be capable of attacking the nanobot threats. They even went so far as trying to terminate Drash’s life, but they quickly found even that morally dark option impossible: The virus's genetic mutations had resulted in other functions of the serum, most notably the sustaining of rapid regeneration. Drash's body had mutated to a point where he regenerated any wounds he took within moments. The virus had managed to create every defense possible against stopping its propagation.

Worse yet, some of the workers began to get affected by Drash's pheromones. Despite supreme precautions including protective gas masks, constant supplies of purified compressed oxygen, hazmat suits, and all sorts of redundant levels of protection, the workers fell prey to Drash's dominant horny nature and started to give in, giving up the desperate hunt for a cure in favor of ripping off all their clothes and having at each other's crotches.

Meanwhile Drash's mutation kept going strong, stronger even. His dicks were growing quite rapidly now, gaining an inch every few minutes. The strength of his climaxes kept growing, surpassing anything the scientists at PandorX could have possibly prepared for. The machines pumping Drash's cum to containers were all filled to capacity, and any attempts at building reservoirs for the dragon's seed failed as he overfilled them as quickly as they could be prepared. Alas, his seed began to flood the surrounding regions. The dragon's load truly could not be contained.

Elsewhere, the results of Drash's infection were becoming apparent in his home town, where massive broods of super-strong dragons were being laid by thousands of females across the city. None of their broods could compare to the three alpha females, whose bodies were swelling bigger than buildings as they deposited thousands of eggs into massive piles behind them from their hundreds of wombs. The three dragons, Aica, Sheyla, and Drash's mother, were quite pleased with the size of their broods, but also knew they could and would produce billions more where that came from. One would think feeding them all would be an issue, but the rivers of breast milk the dragons were making could feed entire worlds, and the rivers were only growing wider as their mutation continued. Their masses of tentacles were grabbing entire buildings to grind into themselves, their bodies slowly leveling the city as they desperately pleased themselves.

Society around the world started falling apart as a pandemic broke out. PandorX woefully declared the attempts to cure the virus a failure, and advised instead to prepare for the inescapable: Drash's endowments growing until they smoother and crush the entire planet. For some reason, many dragons didn't mind this. In fact, as days passed and Drash outgrew the pitifully small building PandorX had tried to use to contain him, his body grew big enough for all the other dragons to conceivably live on.

There was a lot of room on Drash's body to live on as he grew bigger. New cocks sprouted from his crotch constantly, his dicks uncountable at this point, and as new testes were added to his ballsack his balls became larger and had more area to live on. His growing muscle mass could also support life, as the dragon himself was still growing bigger for the sake of moving around. He mostly stayed put and enjoyed his growth, but at least his growing mass left the option of living on his muscles open. Indeed, he would soon be an even bigger place to live on than the planet itself.

His scent was all-encompassing at this point, having grown so strong and widespread that every dragon on the planet was being affected by the growing dragon. Drash's scent had brought every dragon in the world into a horny craze, abandoning any sense of shame in favor of satisfying their newfound unquenchable lustful needs. Drash's endowments spread out for miles, with cocks and balls multiplying at alarming rates.  He kept pumping out a river of cum, albeit the volume making it more akin to an ocean. The land mass of the planet started to decrease, his seed flooding the planet.

After two weeks, the rising sea levels started slowing down. By that point Drash had grown several times bigger than mountains, his endowments having grown and multiplied to such an extent that he had grown several hundred cocks, perhaps even more than a thousand. Not only that, but his orgasms had grown so strong that his cum was reaching escape velocity, flying out of the atmosphere into the depths of space. His brood had begun hatching by then, and showed an alarming rate at which they aged. It seemed the virus affected his offspring, making them reach maturity as quickly as possible for the sake of breeding and propagating the virus. They quickly climbed on top of and made their home upon Drash's endowments, their presence perturbing Drash's sensitive genitals and fueling his continued growth.

Drash's first three victims meanwhile were much the same way as the horny dragon. They were all close by, their bodies heavily bloated from the sheer volume of Drash's seed within them and from the tremendously massive clutch their bodies were constantly producing. Massive mountains of eggs laid behind them, grown bigger by the hundreds of vaginas pushing out more eggs from their many wombs. Much like Drash, their production was constantly skyrocketing, redoubling itself nearly every few hours and ensuring they would breed more and more.

Even with Drash's seed escaping into space, the planet slowly continued to be covered in white body fluids. The many dragons atop Drash's endowments were just as horny as their father, and their climaxes were almost as frequent. Their cum added to the constantly growing ocean, ensuring the whole planet would be a sea of white. Aica, Sheyla, and Drash's mother only added to the cacophony, their milk constantly pouring out of their breasts in a massive gush and adding to the rising sea.

The horny dragons eventually felt the ground literally cracking beneath them. After a month of constant growth, putting Drash at the size of a country, his endowments had grown so heavy that the planet couldn't take it. Magma started bubbling up from the surface, flowing through cracks in the earth caused by the weight of Drash's endowments. The heat didn't hurt him though. His body had mutated to such an extent that he was invincible, immortal, and indestructible. The wrath of the world itself could not stop him. If anything, the warmth of the earth felt wonderful around his endowments.

Further and further the dragon grew, his endowments spreading across the continent and crushing everything beneath him. The planet grew more damaged by the day, cracking under the pressure of Drash's unstoppable endowments. Drash was too horny to care though; his mind was in a state of perpetual bliss, fueled by constant orgasm and only furthering his desire to grow even bigger. And bigger he would grow, expanding and mutating without end. After three months of constant growth, Drash's brood watched as the planet finally gave away in a spectacular implosion. Fortunately, his brood was well established on his endowments at this point, which were so big and dense that they'd gained their own gravity.

Drash's growth started to accelerate as time went on. Another month passed and he outgrew the planet's original size. He left Aica, Sheyla, and his mom behind in size as he slowly surged into the cosmos, obliterating all in his path. Within another month, he grew big enough to reach the moon. The dragon playfully grabbed it and shoved it into one of his many-thousand cocks. It was obliterated by his impossibly powerful climaxes. Within two more months, his endowments were long enough to reach all the way to Mars and Venus at the same time. Their collision with his malehood felt like a tiny speck brushing against him, absolutely nothing compared to his titanic endowments.

Thousands of cocks had turned into millions, each one as thick as a planet. Billions upon trillions upon quadrillions of dragons were living all over Drash's endowments, upon both his balls and his cocks and some even on his gigantic muscly body. Their population was constantly, exponentially growing, but their growth couldn't possibly match the rate of mutation Drash was experiencing. The horny dragon, his muscles swelling so big that even stars paled in comparison, spent all his time rubbing his endowments and encouraging their growth. He was a god now, his size and strength and fertility so immense that he was truly the most powerful and fertile dragon that had and would ever exist.

As time went on and years passed, he continued to prove that with every passing day. Drash's growth continued without end, the immortal dragon growing and growing across space and time. Everything he came into contact with was obliterated to make room for him; the sun, the solar system, and even the entire galaxy was eventually crushed as decades and centuries passed. The dragon didn't acknowledge any of it, his mind so enveloped in lust that he'd reached a new level of enjoyment: one where he put his output above all other things. He wanted to keep growing forever, as no amount would ever be enough for him. Why would it be, when he could grow so much bigger? The growing dragon relished his constant mutation. He knew it would never stop, and he wouldn't have it any other way. His virus was truly the most dominating thing that ever afflicted dragon-kind.