Ral
By Skant
8/20/00
The big dragon had always been rough with him. Playfully so, perhaps. But
sometimes it didn't seem quite so playful.
He had only been on this job for a month or so. There were other human
mechanics in the shop. But it was predominantly crewed by other species.
Having the physical strength to hold an engine up without a hoist while you
worked on it was a serious advantage in this business. Humans were finding
themselves fewer and farther between.
Ral's work area bordered his. And he couldn't help but feel left behind
when Ral would simply lift a transmission up into place and bolt it to the
engine with his free hand. Occasionally, Ral would ask his assistance for
lack of hands. Whenever he did, however, it wasn't a question. There
wasn't a threat in his words, but the human couldn't help but feel
threatened between the lines.
When he needed to get his hands in there to help, he generally found that
Ral would not move to permit easier access. If he asked, he would only get
the curt reply, "Deal with it, human." He'd simply have to press his way by.
He didn't really need the extra space, to be sure. But more often than not
he found himself having to rub up against Ral's chest, legs, or talons as he
reached in to help. And the proximity made him all the more nervous and
aware of the differences in bulk and power between the anthro dragon and
himself. He felt very threatened at such times.
He never asked Ral for help. Preferring to show he could do it himself,
even if it required heavy equipment and more time. Sometimes, Ral would
intervene anyway... he'd feel the mammoth chest against his back, and thick,
red scaled arms would reach around his arms and pry a stubborn bolt free.
Once, he'd tried to pull Ral's hands away, annoyed that the big lizard
wouldn't just let him do it himself. But Ral snarled deeply and shoved him
against the car he was working on, and proceeded to make the repair himself.
Completing it more quickly than the pinned human could have. When he was
done, he shoved the human away with an annoyed snarl and padded heavily
away.
He was afraid of what might happen if he took this up with the shop foreman.
Chances were, the foreman wouldn't care anyway. Ral was one of the best
mechanics in the shop. So what if the new guy had a problem with him?
In the last couple of days, Ral had started referring to him as 'bitch', and
it was getting worse.
"Come here, bitch. I need you to hold these cables." The human tried to
ignore him, and just continued working. "I said _Come Here_, BITCH." Ral
was right behind him when he said it the second time, and large foretalons
gripped his shoulders and summarily dragged him over to the vehicle Ral was
working on.
Ral pushed him against the engine compartment with his hips. The human made
a little squawk as his groin was pressed up against the grill. It made a
couple of the other mechanics look over for a moment, and this just added to
his embarrassment. He could feel the long, stiff bulge in Ral's pants
against his pants... wedged against his behind...
That was new.
"Are you going to cooperate? Or do I have to get rough, bitch?" Ral's
snout tip was right against his ear. He could hear the bared teeth in the
way Ral said it.
"Okay okay," the human did as Ral asked and held the cables. While Ral
moved to fasten them down, his crotch grinded forcefully against the human's
behind. The position was meant to appear at least somewhat innocent. But
he doubted it was innocent at all.
When the task was done, Ral let him go. Then packed up for the day and went
home.
The human felt relieved as Ral left. But also... he didn't know. Being
shoved up against the car like that was frightening and painful, but also
intoxicating. He caught himself even going so far as to fantasize about
Ral.
He didn't know whether to be afraid or not.
To think of it, Ral was easily strong enough to break him by accident. Ral
had been quite rough with him, but had never done any real harm.
The human went home with a mind full of uncertainty.
***
When he woke up the next day, he found that he dreaded going in to work
again. He most definitely was afraid of the dragon. Ral was getting
rougher and more violent toward him each day. He didn't know if he could
stand it.
He quietly arrived at work, and picked up working on his car from the day
before. When he finally developed enough courage to glimpse over at Ral's
area, he stopped with jaw agape and did more than just glimpse.
Ral wasn't wearing any pants.
At the moment, he was bent over the engine, reaching down inside. His thick
tail shifted this way and that as he worked. Bare all the way up past the
base. His legs were bare, too. Bare crimson scales sparkling under the
overhead lights.
Ral seemed to finish what he was doing, got up from under the hood, turned,
and sat on the car. The human's eyes widened. Ral was wearing nothing but
a T-shirt with the words "The right tool for the job" and an arrow pointing
down at his... he couldn't believe it... Ral's long, thick shaft was hanging
there in plain view as he sat on the car.
It took the human a moment to realize that Ral was staring right back at
him. He averted his eyes and turned back to what he'd been doing. Bobbling
embarrassedly for a few moments while he tried to remember what he had been
doing. Thankfully, Ral turned and kept working.
An hour passed. None of the other mechanics seemed concerned of Ral's lack
of attire. He'd seen a couple nod to him even.
The human decided to take extra long working on the transmission of this
car. He reasoned that as long as he was under the car, he was safe.
He felt a shock rush over him when he glanced to his side and saw two sets
of three large claws... Ral was standing next to the car.
"I'm guessing you need a 13mm wrench next..." Ral hissed. He was right.
The human had been about to reach for it, but Ral's clawed feet were where
the wrench had been. "You want it?"
The human slid himself from under the car and found himself looking up at
Ral. He'd forgotten the view he was going to get. And it made him pause
and stare dumbly for a moment.
There he was staring up Ral's bare bottom half. Ral was mostly covered in
crimson red scales, but his underside was covered in banded yellow scales.
His cock appeared to be retractable, but so far today the human had never
seen it retracted. It was forked at the end.. not too differently from
Ral's own forked tongue. But the tines were pushed together at the moment,
giving it a more human-like appearance.
"Be good, and I'll give it to you, bitch..."
With that, Ral lifted his clawed foot and brought it down forcibly on the
human's face. Long, thick toes curled about his head and squeezed and
grinded. The human made muffled noises, but it just made Ral grip more
stiffly... threateningly... the human took the hint and quieted down.
Letting Ral rub the pad of his hind paw all over his face.
Ral smiled toothily as he ground the human's head against the ground. Then
slid his toes back a bit until the tip of his center claw was pressing
against the human's lips... he drew the tip around his lips for a few
moments before pressing down... sliding the claw between them... and
ultimately pressing his center toe into the human's mouth...
Ral worked his toe into and out of the human's mouth a few times, then
finally plucked it out, set the wrench down next to him, and padded back to
his own area to work.
The human just sat there for a full minute breathing raggedly. He had been
certain that Ral was going to put his full weight on him and crush his face
in. He shivered with fear.
Ral was still over there.
The human pulled himself under the car again and decided not to come out for
a long time.
***
"Hey, bitch. You still under there?" At the moment, the human's legs were
sticking out from under the car. He heard Ral pad heavily around the car to
where he was, then urfed as Ral 'accidentally' stepped on him. Making a
pained noise as he felt the wide, clawed hind paw pressing down over his
crotch. Ral put some of his weight down on it, and was rewarded with a
painful groan from the human.
"Is that you, bitch?" Ral hissed, as he grinded his foot like one might
grind out a cigarette.
Finally, the human managed to squeak, "Yes..."
Ral lifted his paw again and sat it down on the other side of the human's
legs. "Oh, I'm sorry. Me and my clumsy feet. Hey, I need you to hold the
cables for me again." And he walked back to his area again.
The human sat there, rubbing his poor squished balls for a moment. Fear
thundered through him. He couldn't just stay hidden under the car. Ral
would just step on him again... probably harder next time. If he ran away,
he'd probably lose his job. And he'd read about what kinds of things
happened to human vagrants on this world.
Slowly, he got up and nervously walked over to Ral. He thought for a moment
about fighting him. But his courage dwindled as he neared the big lizard,
and remembered how much Ral towered over him. If he made Ral angry, he'd
die. And that's all there was to it.
The human leaned over the engine and picked up the cables as Ral stepped
behind him. He took in a worried breath as he noticed a bottle of oil next
to the hood which was not of the automotive variety. Ral pressed against
him. His huge chest pressed against the back of his head. Scaled thighs
pressed against the back of the human's thighs. The car's grill pressed
against the human's legs. And Ral's long, thick shaft pressed up between
the human's thighs... sprouting out under the human's crotch as if it was
his own cock.
Ral quietly growled in the humans ear, "I lied. I don't need you to hold
the cables. I need you to hold..." Ral's thick forepaw gripped the human's
much smaller hand and pulled it forcefully over to grip Ral's thick member.
"...this."
The human's fingers curled around it dumbfoundedly as Ral reached into the
engine... gripping the cables with one hand and fastening them down with the
other. It was obvious Ral hadn't needed him yesterday either. He could
have done it himself.
He was so afraid.
Ral snarled into his ear, still a little quietly so the whole shop wouldn't
hear, "Rub it and stroke it, bitch."
The human knew Ral would hurt him if he didn't do it. His mind was swimming
in emotions. Fear. Embarrassment. But also... in the background
somewhere... excitement. He brushed his palm along the underside of the
thick shaft, and was rewarded by a deep rumbling in Ral's chest... it made
his whole body shake. Nervously, he brought his other hand to grip the end
of Ral's cock, then experimentally rubbed a finger between the tines. It
came out gooey with clear, slightly blue tinted precum.
Ral finished fastening the cables, then reached for the bottle of fine oil
and sat it in front of the human, "Rub me with this, human." The bottle
read, "Torgrath's Scale Oil". Ral then put a fuel injector in place and
started connecting it.
The human took the bottle and squeezed some of the oil into his palm. He
took a deep breath, then rubbed his palm up and down the dragon shaft. As
he rubbed it into the underside, it pushed Ral's shaft up against his own
crotch. Against his own erection, he realized.
Was he actually enjoying this?
He was scared out of his mind! But this was the largest penis he'd ever
touched. And he had fantasized about Ral the day before...
"Pull down your pants, human..." Ral flicked the forked tips of his tongue
along the human's ear.
He was suddenly washed with fear. Ral was going to... no! He couldn't!
Ral was way too big!
"No! I won't do that!"
"Yes you will, bitch." Ral's tone had become threatening again. He pulled
his hips back, gripped the human's pants, and painfully dragged them down
around his ankles without unfastening them...
"HELP! HE*ULK*" The human's cry was cut off by thick, clawed fingers
pressing into his mouth as Ral gripped his head and pushed it down against
the air intake. With his other paw, he rubbed the tines of his penis up and
down against the human's exposed ass.
"This is going to hurt a lot, human bitch. But it's going to feel very good
for me..." He felt the tines push together and press a little into his anus.
Then they spread apart... drawing him wide open... just before Ral pressed
his hips forward powerfully... in one unstoppable motion, his scaled thighs
pressed up against the human's skin... the dragon's shaft buried all the way
to the hilt...
Ral let out a delicious sounding rumble even as the human tried to scream.
His whole body tensed and shuddered as the overly thick shaft pressed in,
and he bit down hard on Ral's claws in his mouth.
This didn't seem to bother Ral at all as he drew his hips back until only
the tines of his cock were still in the human's ass... then shoved back in
again... developing a rhythm now... the whole car rocked with each powerful
thrust.
As minutes passed, the human tried to relax and found that it hurt less and
less. His own cock was being shoved against the grill with each thrust. It
still hurt like the dickens. But at least he'd stopped trying to scream.
Or maybe he'd just run out of breath.
"You've done this before, haven't you, bitch. Only not with someone so big,
I'll bet..." Ral was right. And right now the human was very glad he had.
This was unbelievably painful as it was. He couldn't imagine how painful it
would be if this was also his first time. He was concentrating on relaxing
and breathing, and it was helping.
The human became aware that the other mechanics had stopped working and were
watching them. It made him flush with embarrassment. He couldn't stop Ral.
He couldn't even begin to stop Ral. And all his peers were watching Ral rape
him.
Ral bucked him harder against the engine now. The car rocked heavily with
each thrust. And the human could feel Ral stiffening... he felt the first
hot jet inside him, then Ral pulled out and pulsed lance after lance of hot
sticky blue tinged dragon cum all over his ass and back and legs.
Ral whispered into his ear, "You not a bad lay... for a human..." And
padded off to the bathroom to clean himself off.
The human sat there still bent over the car. Sopping with Ral's cum all
over him. The other mechanics had gone back to their work. He finally
stood up, and it pained him terribly. His body ached all over... but his
ass was flaming with pain. With embarrassment, he realized that his own cum
was spattered on the car's radiator.
What did that mean?
He staggered over to his work area and wiped himself off with some rags
before pulling his pants back up. Then he sat there against the car's tire
for a long time.
Ral was back at his car.. finishing up the injector. Almost as if nothing
had even happened. Ral looked over at him menacingly for a moment, then
smiled toothily and turned back to his work.
The human caught himself watching Ral's tail spade sway about. He was
scared to death of Ral. His whole body hurt. But why didn't he feel
resentful? Why didn't he feel hatred towards Ral? Why was he watching
Ral's tail?
***
The human looked down at his watch. It was lunch time. Maybe he'd feel
better after eating. Slowly, he got up and staggered out of the shop and
headed toward a diner a few blocks away that served human food.
He only made it about a block or so before he was interrupted.
"You're walking funny, human. Are you hurt?" He looked up to see a large
burly hammerhead shark like creature in his path. It hadn't been a kind
question. The creature had phrased it as an insult.
He knew he was in trouble.
"Are you deaf, too, hoooman? Or are ya being rude to me?"
The human drew back and found himself backed up against another broad chest.
Another shark creature behind him. It grasped his arms and held him as it
said, "I think he's being rude to ya."
The human looked around for help. There was a building to one side of him.
And street on the other. A few passers by glanced over, but turned their
heads back away. Minding their own business. Even if authorities were
present, they might not have bothered helping a human.
"I'll have to teach ya some manners," the first one snarled as he drew his
big arm back then punched the human in the stomach so hard it nearly knocked
the other shark over.
The human tried to double over, but the shark behind him held him up. He
spit out some blood. Then watched with dread as the huge shark in front of
him drew his fist back for another swing.
They weren't just going to beat him up. They were going to kill him.
His dazed eyes followed the thick, grey fist as it hurdled toward his belly
a second time... he closed his eyes, waiting for the end to come.
Nothing happened.
He blinked his eyes open.
A red scaled talon held the shark's fist. The shark stood dumbfounded, his
punch having been completely arrested. Ral gripped the shark's head with
his other talon, lifted him by it, then summarily threw him against the
building hard enough to leave a shark shaped series of cracks in the
concrete. The burly shark just shrank against the wall, then fell to the
ground. Out cold.
Ral turned and narrowed his eyes at the other shark.
"Get your hands off my bitch."
That was all it took. The smaller shark let go of the human, turned, and
fled down the street.
The human dropped to his knees, breathing raggedly. He spit out the rest of
the blood until it stopped. He looked up at Ral, and just didn't know what
to say. Or how to feel.
"Come on, human. Lets go eat." Ral turned and headed off in a different
direction than the diner the human had been heading for. The human got up,
paused for a moment, then turned and kicked the unconscious shark three times
in the gut. When he turned back toward Ral, he saw the dragon smiling
toothily for a moment before padding away.
The human followed him.
Ral still wasn't wearing any pants. He got a few looks and nods from other
creatures as they passed by. This was all strange to the human. But then,
he wasn't on a human colony. Things were very different here. He was
finding out more and more about that.
A few blocks later, Ral reached his destination. It gave the human pause as
the dragon walked into the entrance of the Carnivoria. He'd heard of this
place. Going in would be suicide for a human.
"Come on, bitch." Ral gripped his head and dragged him in the door.
The human stared in amazement at what he saw inside. Large predatory
creatures of all descriptions inhabited the restaurant. All of the species
he'd learned to avoid on the streets in the past month.
Some hope glimmered in his eyes as he saw another human. A girl in a
flowing blue dress with a tray of sliced meats. She walked over to offer
them to a copper colored dragon occupying one corner of the establishment.
This wasn't an anthro dragon like Ral. This was a thirty foot long
nonanthro dragon.
He watched as the big dragon's tongue swept all the meats off the tray and
into its maw. It looked into the girl's eyes as it swallowed. Then said
something to her. She seemed shocked by whatever it had said. And then, as
the human watched, the girl removed her jewelry and slid off her dress.
She took a slow deep breath, then stood up in front of the dark dragon. The
human's jaw dropped as he watched what happened next. The huge dragon
licked across the girls face then arched its tongue and let her take the end
of it into her mouth. As she suckled on its tongue, it maneuvered its snout
over her head. Then it nonchalantly parted its jaws, slid them down over
her head and chest, lifted her up as it tilted its snout back, and then
shoved its head forward and back until it had worked her into its throat.
The human watched totally dumbfounded as the thick lump rolled down the
copper dragon's throat. It was wiggling. Still alive as it slid into the
dragon's belly.
"Stay close to me, bitch. Or it will happen to you, too," Ral said from
his table.
It took the human a moment to recover enough of his senses to go sit next to
Ral. The copper dragon had been staring at him as it licked its lips.
"That's Thaldor. He's a good friend of mine."
The human almost squeaked, "He just... ate that girl..."
"Humans are his favorite. Hungry?" Ral didn't seem concerned at all.
A hefty griffon waiter showed up at their table. "I'm sorry, sir. We can't
let you take a table to eat food you brought in from outside."
Ral smiled toothily at the griffon. He didn't seem to be able to smile any
other way. "The human isn't my lunch. At least, not today." Ral looked at
the human with a menacing grin. Then said something to the waiter in a
language the human didn't understand. The waiter nodded and left.
The human found himself sitting closer to Ral as he peered around. All
around him, large predatory creatures were devouring their prey. At one
table, a nonanthro griffon was swallowing down dragon hatchlings whole. At
another, an anthro shark like creature was tearing into the chest of an
anthro wolf. And at another, a velociraptor like creature was chewing
turtles with loud snapping noises.
The human was all but huddling against Ral as he watched them... and as he
realized that they were watching him right back. Where this morning, he was
frightened to death of Ral... Ral was the only protection he had in here.
"Show them that your my bitch, human. And they'll leave you alone." Ral
leaned back in his seat contentedly and spread his legs out onto the table
as he reclined. Presenting the thick, clawed toes of his hind talon in
front of the human's face.
The human took a nervous gulp then leaned forward and brushed his lips
against the curves of Ral's claws. Ral wiggled his toes at him with another
toothy smile, then splayed them out nicely. The human gingerly licked along
the bottom of the center toe. Then the bottoms of the others. And under
the pad of Ral's foot. It was dirty after walking in the street, but he
didn't much care anymore. These powerful toes were part of a creature that
had just saved his life. He drew one into his mouth and sucked on it
gratefully.
As he looked up at Ral, he realized how attractive he found the big dragon.
He was afraid of Ral, but that seemed to only make him feel more
exhilarated. As he drew his tongue between Ral's toes, the human wondered
if maybe he did like being Ral's bitch.
The griffon arrived with a large pot and two mugs. He sat the pot in the
middle of the table, and put one mug in front of Ral and the other in front
of the human. Then bowed and whisked away.
Ral pulled the lid from the pot. Inside were green scaled lizards. Some of
them quite large. They were all alive.
The human watched dumbfounded as Ral plucked a small lizard from the pot and
offered it to him.
"Uh... no.. I don't think I..."
"We eat plant eaters, you know." Ral's dark eyes held him in deadly threat.
The human shivered for a moment. Then reached out and grasped the wiggling
lizard by the tail, and held it up to look at. It squirmed about, trying to
get away. For a moment, he thought about the girl sliding down the dragon's
throat. He couldn't do that. Ral's eyes on him made him think about his
own life, though.
He opened his mouth and dropped the little lizard into it. His eyes
widened as it skittered about crazily over his tongue. And then he
swallowed. He felt it wiggle down his throat. The sensation was very
strange to him.
Ral smiled. "See, now that wasn't so bad..." He plucked a much larger
lizard from the pot, opened his maw under it... tickling its scaled belly
for a moment with his forked tongue... before setting it in his maw and
gulping it down.
The human watched the bulge roll down Ral's throat.
Not unlike the bulge that had rolled down the copper dragon's throat.
"Do... _you_... eat humans?"
"Not usually. I'm not big enough to swallow most humans. I've had some
human steaks though." Ral ran his tongue tips along his lips, as he leaned
in closer to the human. "And I can see why Thaldor likes your kind so
much. You humans are very tasty..."
The human shivered in Ral's gaze.
"...but also very expensive. I don't know how Thaldor affords his habits.
Here... have another one." Ral picked him out another small lizard.
It was amazing to him how Ral could be so nonchalant about all this. He was
starting to realize that Ral had no reason to be nice to a human at all.
Even as rough as his treatment had been... Ral must be fond of him.
The human thought about this as Ral lifted the mug to tip of his snout and
drank from it. A red drink of some kind. If it was strong smelling, you
wouldn't be able to tell in here. The whole place was strong smelling. The
human shuddered to think of what it was. He looked down at his own mug.
It was empty.
Ral noticed him looking at his mug with a perplexed expression. "Oh. I
almost forgot..." Ral stood up and drew the human's mug over to him, pointed
his cock into it, and then... after a few moments... two deep yellow
streams... one from the inside of each tine of his cock... flowed into the
mug. He stopped when the mug was full, then slid it back over to the human.
"There you go, bitch. Drink up."
The human just stared at the mug incredulously. And he realized that the
predators around him were starting to look at him again.
Ral leaned over and whispered quietly in his ear, "Look... you're going to
have to learn to drink directly from the tap if you want to live, human.
This way you get to learn at your own pace. Drink it."
Ral plucked another large lizard from the pot, and idly sucked on its head
as he watched the human.
The human looked down at steaming deep yellow contents of the mug. Then
looked around at all the predators around him. He brought the mug up to his
lips, and testingly took a sip.
It was warm, and it tasted perfectly awful. He made a face and forced
himself to swallow what little he'd sipped. He understood now how kind it
was of Ral to feed it to him this way. Though from the way Ral was amusedly
watching him, he wasn't so sure it was entirely for his own benefit. As he
took another sip of it, he noticed that Ral looked entirely smug.
It wasn't quite so bad the second time. At least, it wasn't so shocking.
He swallowed it down. Then he experimentally took a whole swig of it.
Bleah! That was too much for him, he started to swallow it down.
"Don't swallow. Hold it in your mouth." Ral's snout was suddenly very
close to him. "Get used to my taste."
The human made faces as he held the pool of warm dragon urine in his mouth.
And this seemed to only amuse Ral further. "There. Now swallow."
*gulp*
Ral sat back amusedly, and slid a large wiggling lizard into his mouth.
**crunch* *crunch* crunch* He chewed slowly.
When the human drank again, he found it a lot easier. It tasted just as
awful, but he was getting used to it. He even gulped down a couple more
lizards. Then washed them down with a swig from the mug. Finishing it off.
He noticed the various predators weren't scoping him out anymore. Slowly,
the human was piecing together how it worked around here. If he was on his
own, he'd eventually be killed and eaten because he was a prey species. But
by belonging to a powerful creature that could hold his own out here...
ahhh... he was starting to get it...
He leaned against Ral's side and caressed his fingers over the crimson
scales of his thighs... and then the yellow scales on his inner thighs.
Ral whispered in his ear, "Starting to understand, are you?"
"I think so," the human whispered back as he slipped under the table.
Ral took another swig from his mug, and nearly spilled it as the human
rubbed his tongue up between the tines of his forked penis.
***
Four months later...
"Keep going, bitch..." Ral was bent over the engine trying to work out a
stubborn plug without wrecking the block. The human was kneeled down behind
him with his mouth near Ral's tailbase. He'd stopped to take a breath, but
Ral was unwilling to let his tongue out of his anal vent for even a moment.
He gripped the back of the human's head and smooshed him violently back
against his undertail.
The human was used to this by now. If Ral wanted it, Ral got it. He
pressed his tongue under the dragon's tail. Licking across his anal vent
then kissing it as he worked his tongue inside.
Ral was rough with him. And always would be. He had toughened up
considerably in the last few months. And he was beginning to regard the
humans he met from other worlds as being pathetically weak goody two shoes.
He stroked the length of Ral's cock with scale oil as he rimmed him. Then
he ran his tongue along the underside of the shaft out to the tips.
He found he really liked the taste of scale oil. At least after it had been
applied to the dragon. Each night he enjoyed sessions of oiling Ral all
over with it. It generally left him tasting very nice even the next day.
Which was a good thing, because there wasn't any part of Ral's body that the
human wasn't forced to taste.
He pressed the tines into his mouth. It was difficult fitting Ral's cock in
his mouth. But he'd gotten used to it. He heard Ral screw up what he was
doing as he rubbed his tongue up between the tines... getting warm pre-cum
on both sides of his tongue as he did it. He rather liked the taste of
that, too. It was certainly better than the times Ral pissed in his mouth.
And Ral seemed to like doing that as often as he could.
He pulled his head back a bit, but the back of his head was already against
the grill of the car Ral was working on. He tried to straighten himself a
bit, then pressed forward... letting his throat expand around Ral's cock as
it pressed inside. The human had practiced for months to get the hang of
this. And it was still very difficult for him to keep up. Even now, he had
to pull back after only a few seconds when he started to gag.
Ral had enough though. He wasn't finished with the job, but he couldn't
work on it any more. "I need you to hold the cables again, human."
It had become their little secret phrase of sorts. The human obediently got
up, pulled his pants down, and leaned over the engine. In a moment, Ral's
cock was cleanly into his ass. The shop had long since gotten used to
seeing the car in Ral's work area bucking up and down on its suspension.
All but one mechanic, that is. A new guy. A human that had only started
this job yesterday. He stared with jaw agape at the big red dragon screwing
the human right out in the middle of the shop.
As he stared, a green scaled anthro dragon mechanic padded over next to him
and looked down at him with a flick of his forked tongue.
"Hey, bitch."
The new human mechanic looked up at the green dragon confusedly.
"Huh?"
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