Hung Kobold

Story by Bizmass on SoFurry

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Imported from SF2 with no description.


Okay, this is it, whatever there is above is mocking you with this. You’d thought you’d just have a regular old day, working happily selling the tonics and tinctures brewed by the unhinged old man in the back. Instead what stood before you was a beautiful specimen of Kobold, you try to hide your staring as you drink him in. He continues browsing the shelves loaded with brews, he’s barely 3 feet tall, quite lithe, but with thighs that could kill, his crimson scales almost seem to burn into your eyes. You snap out of it as he grumbles, unable to look at one of the higher shelves, taking this opportunity, you walk out from the counter. “Do you need some help finding what your looking for?” You warmly ask the pint sized reptile, he turns to you coldly brushing you off, “Have you got a stepladder I can use?” You think it over for a moment, the stepladder was probably still in the back with the old man, deciding not to risk it, you shake your head. “Tch- typical...” the kobold looks annoyed, “You’re lucky this store is the only one around, otherwise I’d just go elsewhere, do you have any brews that warm cold blooded creatures in winter?”

The question takes you back a bit, you hadn’t even considered that would be something he’d need, though you mull it over for a moment, realising it would make for good business to carry something of the like. “I’m sorry, we don’t carry anything of the like in here, if it can wait, I can ask the brewer if he could whip something up.” The reptile looks visibly irritated, “I’d have to set my plans back a few days... I guess there’s no helping it, but I’d need something to make it worthwhile.” As he stands there considering, you drink in his body a little more, he has a simple leather armour on, covering up his shoulders and crotch, his codpiece being a little larger than you thought necessary. His scent permeates your mind, the spicy male scent intoxicating to your senses.

“Don’t think I can’t see you staring, human.” He coyly remarks, “I don’t mind it, in fact I think I worked out a deal for the both of us.” Swallowing, you worry what the lizard has planned, you quickly duck out to ask the old brewer to make the potion for the Kobold, returning you see a note on the counter, ‘got bored waiting for you, I’m at the inn, you better show up at sundown and be prepared for anything’ You worriedly fold the note and place it in your pocket.

The work day passed slowly, no others visiting the store, until finally the sun began setting, you close up and head out, taking your share of pay. Arriving at the inn, you decide to quietly knock on the kobold’s door, his voice sounds out, “come in.”

The sight that greets you is indescribable, his body bared entirely for you, you understand why the codpiece was so large, his length, still soft was almost a foot long and incredibly mouthwatering. “Hello, human, I trust you know why I wanted you here, I could tell you’d want this when you saw it, so here’s the deal.”

“You quit that boring job, come travel with me as my partner and I’ll let you be mine whenever I need to empty these” He motions to his balls, pushing his length out of the way, you finally understand their size, you gently kneel down getting closer to him. The scent washes over you again, you want to be his as you stare at the monstrous maleness in front of you. “Just tell me you want it and I’ll give you what you need.”

You swallow and stutter out your answer, “I-I need to please you.” The little monster grins, “I think you’ll make the perfect little toy for me.” He puts a clawed hand on your head, running the tips of each finger through your hair, gently scratching. He firmly grips you and pulls you closer to his manhood, your face pressing against his large testis, you breathe in his scent deeply letting it cloud your thoughts. You gently lick at his scaled scrotum, lapping at every inch of soft scales there, slowly you guide your tongue to the base of his stiffening shaft. You kiss up the shaft, ending at the tip you stare down the serpent, easily over a foot long at this point, you feel his grip tighten once more. “Come on pet, it’s time you please your new master.” You take a deep breath and let him spear your mouth, slowly taking more of the ridiculously proportioned cock inside of you. Managing to fit half of it in before he gets impatient, “Do you mind if I use your throat a little more roughly, pet?” You stare up at him and gently shake your head to indicate you don’t. He once again grins wide, gripping your head with his clawed hands, he thrusts himself deep inside your throat. Your throat instinctively clenches around the invading member, he stops to let you control your gag reflex, after you recover, he starts pumping himself inside of you. “Good boy, you’ll get used to it after a few days, so just deal with the pain for now and focus on pleasuring me.” Your eyes tear up as it feels like he rips your throat open, you lose track of all other sense as he uses you. Slowly but surely it turns from pain to pleasure, the burn dulled by the feeling of fullness inside your throat. “I’m going to fill you up with my seed, pet, you better not spill a drop.” He thrusts deep, his tip shooting thick cum straight into your stomach, wave after wave of the stuff fills you, he slowly pulls out, making sure you get a good taste of his draconic seed. You lay there panting as you recover from the abuse of your orifice, he gets up and sits on the bed, motioning for you to join him. You slowly get up and in bed with him, he makes you cuddle up to him, his cool body against your own one, sweating and exhausted you pass out to him telling you something, all you make out before it fades is “You did well pet, I’m going to keep you. I’ll make sure to loosen you up a bit while you’re out...”