Chapter 3 - Identity (Taliyah) - Intermission

Trying out something new, in the form of an Intermission! Giving me the chance to return to characters in their own, shorter, sexual escapades.

Tags: [Ezreal - Futanari] [Taliyah - Female][Femdom - Taliyah] [Intermission] [Cuddles] [Small Penis] [Handjobs] [Thighjob] [Large Cumshots] [French Kissing] [Allusions to M/M Oral] [Humiliation] [Vaginal] [Impregnation] [Fingering]


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Ezreal and Neeko sat cross legged, with the explorer holding onto the chameleon for dear life, as Taliyah waved her hands in small circles on either side, the very earth below them carrying them across the Shuriman landscape. The rising sun shining from their left, leaving Ezreal to wince an eye closed just to see.

Travelling at high speeds was something he hardly had to do. Sure, teleportation would probably count as the fastest method of travel, but his organs didn’t feel like they were being shoved side to side whenever he did.

“How much longer?” Ezreal called out, trying to speak over the rushing, hot wind. He’d stuck to the 

“Another day, give or take.” Taliyah answered, following with another jerky movement, going even faster. Ezreal disliked that answer. A lot.

“This is so much fun!” Neeko threw her hands up, laughing heartily. Taliyah laughed with her.

“I’m glad you think so, I’ve not felt like this since Ionia,” Taliyah continued laughing, “I feel so right!”

More rocks shuddered out of their path. Ezreal just felt sicker the faster they went.

Arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him into Neeko’s chest. Ezreal groaned throatily as her smaller breasts pressed into either side of his head. He saw a cute smile on her perky lips, which curled up wider as he hummed with his own smile.

“You silly sleepy. You rest here.” Neeko smiled, her fingers running through his hair. 

Ezreal groaned tiredly as his answer, eyes already heavy. He let them close, if only for a moment—

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Why hasn't it been working?!

Your test was a failure—

Not enough magic—

The humans will tear us apart!

Your pride will doom us—

There isn't enough time—

Our last hope?

Hope?

Hope...

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Ezreal groaned awake, eyes sore as he rubbed them open. His back was laid down against the smooth stone below. He felt a warmth on either side of his body. He looked to his left and saw the resting face of Taliyah, her head laying on his chest. He turned right, and found the snoring mouth of Neeko, who had occupied the space next to his head.

Their sleeping forms were quite cute, and he was honestly flattered he woke up to it. But there was one, glaring issue.

He could not feel his arms.

Other than that, his thoughts fell back to his ‘dream’. It was like seeing faint, golden light at the end of the tunnel. He couldn’t exactly see anything, with the pitch blackness surrounding him, and the voices were faint from that single beam of light.

If he had to guess, it was likely the past lives of the Dragon Vastayashai-rei imposing their memories upon him. He wouldn’t exactly be surprised if that was the case. He took in what amounted to ‘Soul Power’, if Neeko was correct in saying that the Sho’ma he pumped throughout the forgotten villa, was the last vestiges of an equally forgotten race.

He didn’t understand it exactly, but he still felt like he was the same person. Then again, he’d had brief flashes of… dominance. He never used to be dominant. Always the laid back guy who was too excitable for his own good.

Not that the guys on the other side of the wall complained.

“You were shivering in your sleep.” 

Ezreal’s head looked over to the source, finding Taliyah’s big brown eyes. She stared into his cerulean, a deep concern welling inside her. Ezreal gave a small smile.

“I was cold.” 

“Neeko thought you were cold too,” Taliyah huffed, rolling onto her chest. Her squishy breasts pressed into Ezreal’s chest, making the young explorer gulp, blood pumping faster into his crotch. Taliyah didn’t notice, continuing, “I can tell when people have nightmares. My teacher used to have them when I travelled with him.”

Ezreal opened his mouth, but closed it slowly at Taliyah’s raised brow. He sighed, looking away from the Shuriman. Taliyah’s soft, warm hand pressed into his cheek, pulling him back to face her.

“Talk to me.” She whispered, her expression softening as she edged closer to him.

“I really don’t know,” Ezreal started truthfully, staring into her big, brown eyes, “there’s so much about my transformation that I don’t know. Really, I’m just amazed my personality is intact.”

“Are you scared of changing?”

Ezreal winced, and looked to the corner of his eyes guiltily. Taliyah made a small hum, pulling herself closer to him.

“You are. That’s why you stay as a boy, despite your real form not being the case.” Taliyah murmured, giving him a pitying look. Ezreal rolled his face out of Taliyah’s hand, the Shuriman girl leaning back at Ezreal’s irritated frown.


“Can we not talk about this?” He mumbled, wishing he could escape without waking Neeko. Taliyah’s hand rested on his chest, slowly rubbing up and down along his thin shirt.

“I was scared too, you know.” Taliyah ignored his request, leaving Ezreal to sigh despondently.

“It’s not the same.”

“Isn’t it?”

Ezreal closed his eyes, letting Taliyah pull him back to face her. He opened up to find her gentle look. Her fingernails gently grazed along his cheeks, soft hands pressing into his skin. He was unable to look away from her, and felt heat begin to trail up his neck. Still, simmering anger welled up inside him. 

But it wasn’t at Taliyah.

“You wanted to change into a girl,” Ezreal accused, looking down on the Shuriman woman. Taliyah didn’t react, not outwardly. For some reason, that just made the blonde explorer angrier. “Not only did I forcefully get changed, but I’m not even one gender or the other. And my species changed too. I’m a frea—”

“Don't you dare finish that sentence.” Taliyah finally growled, her fingers digging into his skin. Ezreal winced, but felt some sort of cold relief flush through his system. Anger washed away, and all that was left was a strange emptiness.

Ezreal sagged, “But I—”

“No.” Taliyah growled again, her other hand busying itself with the hem of his pants. Ezreal gasped as smooth fingers ran over his male length. The veins pulsed as she forcefully pulled it from under the band, slowly stroking his flaccid member.

“Ah!” Ezreal winced, his vision blurring a moment as pleasure attacked his system, “Tali—ah!?”

“Do you feel this?” Taliyah growled, a flush on her brown, freckled cheeks, “This is half of what you really are.” 

“Tali, I can’t be—”

“No, you are both. Both man and woman,” Taliyah’s hand stroked faster, her open breath washing over his lips. Ezreal gasped out again quietly, leaning toward the Shuriman woman until their foreheads met. Taliyah met his touch with a tiny gasp of her own, but insisted on stroking his member faster. Despite this, she continued to talk.

“It took time for me to realize it. I didn’t wake up one day and suddenly decide that I was a woman. It took years to understand and accept what I was.”

Scales began to grow on Ezreal’s skin. Gold  on his cheeks shimmered in the night, and he could feel them against his clothes all over his body.

“I’ve always been a boy,” Ezreal argued, “I’ve never thought of being anything— Hnng!”

Taliyah’s grip tightened severely around Ezreal’s, smaller than usual, cock. She glowered at the explorer, loosening her grip ever so slightly, before pumping off. In comparison to his Dragon form, his size was nothing impressive. A piece of him felt ashamed that his ‘feminine’ form held a bigger one. 

His five inch member wasn’t anything special, and Taliyah’s dainty hands could easily wrap around it.

“That’s because you keep denying what you really are.” Taliyah murmured, her grip turning far more gentle, and stroked him along slowly. Pleasure flowed through his body, but it wasn’t the same. When he was a Dragon, it was better. He felt stronger. Powerful. Like he could take anyone he could ever want, and do whatever he wished with them.

Like this, he just felt small. Pitiful. Unimportant. No woman would want someone gangly or eccentric like him.

“And what am I, Tali?” Ezreal whispered, tears welling up in his eyes.

“Ezreal…” She paused her touch, running her warm hands up his shirt instead. Ezreal shivered at the sudden warmth invading his chest, feeling his toned pecs slowly blossom out into tiny breasts.

“I’m not human. I’m not a guy, or a girl. I flash between wanting to rape people, like I almost did you. Like I did with Zyra!” He cried out. Neeko rolled off his arm and fell onto her own back. Both explorer and stoneweaver looked over, and calmed as the Oovi-kat continued snoring.

Ezreal shook his head with a pitying laugh, “What could I be, but a Mons— Mmph!”

Taliyah had surged forward and taken his lips, running her plumper ones over to silence him. She’d also planted her thigh over his hip, pressing her exposed belly against his hardened member, slowly grinding against it.

Ezreal openly moaned into the kiss, a combination of sensations taking him at the same time. Taliyah took advantage of this, deepening their kiss with her tongue. She stole his own fleshy appendage into hers. Saliva swapped between them, as their makeout session grew messier. Taliyah’s hands rested on either side of his cheeks, thumbs rubbing in circular patterns, calming the explorer down.

She pulled away with a tiny gasp, rubbing herself against his cock faster, feeling it dribble against her bare skin. Ezreal suppressed a groan as she sat on his thighs, her cushiony ass squishing against him felt heavenly.

“You are Ezreal. A kind, gentle lover, with a strong, righteous heart,” Taliyah husked, taking his small cock in both hands, completely covering it. He winced as her fingers pulled back his foreskin, dragging her fingertips gently around the sensitive crown. She pumped it in unison with her ministrations. She gave a throaty chuckle, her hooded eyelids making Ezreal gulp nervously. The ghost of her fingers still were present against his red hot cheeks, and his breath was laboured from how he tried to keep quiet.

Taliyah continued, “The only person you’re hurting right now is yourself,” Her fingernail dug into his cumslit, making the blonde cry out a little, whimpering as Taliyah’s expression grew a little more intense. “Let go, turn into your real form.”

“This is my real form.” Ezreal stressed, gasping as her fingers still played with the soft, squishy skin of his tiny dick.

“Then why are you hurting so much right now?” Taliyah teased, releasing his throbbing member to stand over him. Her playful fingers took the waist of her pants, and slowly pulled them down. She shimmied her hips tantalizingly from side to side, struggling to take out her larger behind from the stretched fabric. She gave a light gasp as her pants fell down her brown thighs, landing in a heap below. 

Ezreal’s breath caught in his throat at the sight of her white thong.

Taliyah stepped out of her pants. She turned slowly, exposing her big bubble butt out toward the young explorer. She pushed her hips out, far enough that her cheeks had slightly spread, revealing a small rope of white fabric covering her rosebud. The same one he’d taken last night. 

Ezreal gulped, watching with wide eyes as she waved her hips from side to side. The pulled her hands above her head, slowly rotating her stomach around. She faced him with hooded eyes, her lips on a slight pout. Ezreal watched on rapturously.

Her pudgy stomach flexed strangely as she waved her hands slowly overhead, letting them drape her clothed curves slowly. First, they outlined her small chest, falling over the sides of her ribs. She licked her lips, giving a sly gasp as her fingers pressed into her skin, until they rested on her hips.

Another twirl, and she draped her hands down further as she bent over, presenting her ass to him in full, as her palms rested in her knees. She managed to keep her balance as she began to squat lower, nearly dropping until his fully erect cock kissed her covered cunt.

She gave a light chuckle as she rose up, spinning around to roll her hands between her inner thighs. She bit her lip as they dug into the creases of her thighs and crotch. Ezreal took a breath he didn’t know he was holding, as her fingers hooked under her pulled up shirt, and took it off entirely.

Her bra was the same white as her thong, probably coming as a set. Calling it a bra was likely a disservice to other bras, as the material was just as scantily clad as the underwear. Small, white triangles covered the pointed nipples beneath, and thin ropes keeping the whole thing together.  Her hands hugged around her arms, and in one, smooth motion, her bra was removed with a small flourish, landing next to the blonde’s head. 

Ezreal gulped again as the material gently fell. Seeing Taiyah’s nude body on display, once more, left him aching for touch. If he had to guess, the Shuriman girl couldn’t actually see him, and could only base his reactions on his eyes, which must have glowed from the amount of magic pumping through him at any one time.

Taliyah gracefully draped herself over Ezreal’s body, gasping as his hardness rubbed between her thighs. She cooed, rolling her hips from side to side, swallowing his length completely between her thick, brown thighs.

“Ah… You see, Ezreal? This is what it looks like when someone is in their real form. Comfortable. Sexy. Able to dance.” Taliyah’s lips latched onto his neck, suckling his pale skin. Ezreal whimpered, his hands coming round to rest on her lower back. The Shuriman cooed playfully, nipping his skin at the bold action.

Ezreal’s form shimmered. Golden scales grew in patches around his body, and horns formed atop his head. Yet, his cock remained the same size, despite losing his small balls and having a pussy replace them.

Ezreal whimpered. Her cunt was practically soaked and ready for more. It remained untouched. For some reason, in that moment, Ezreal wanted her pussy to be played with. She didn’t understand why. She should’ve been in heaven with how those plush, thick thighs enveloped her cock with small, teasing motions.

She lowered her hands to grip Taliyah’s rear, her fingers sinking into the fat cheeks. Taliyah detached from her neck, groaning her appreciation aloud, rolling her hips into Ezreal’s small cock.

It felt like it was smaller than before she transformed. It used to be five inches long, with a decent girth to it (at least, she thought so). Now, it was four inches, and far thinner. Ezreal sucked air between her teeth, feeling Taliyah’s fingers dancing around her tiny member.

Taliyah pulled herself up with a slack expression, staring into Ezreal’s cerulean eyes blankly. She gave a small giggle, and pushed her thong aside, revealing her own soaked folds. Ezreal whimpered as her dick head glazed over those wet lips. Taliyah shivered as she playfully stroked herself, small dribbles of thick precum lathering over her wet entrance.

Her soaked lips swallowed his length in a single thrust. Taliyah whined at the foreign sensation, only gaining her new genitalia the night prior. Still, she didn’t complain, nor speak of any pain. In fact, her face spoke only of pleasure. Her slack expression closed as she leaned back down, kissing Ezreal’s cheek.

“Ah… This is my first time, and yet you’re not taking me against my will, are you?” Taliyah whispered, groaning out as she rolled her hips back and forth. Ezreal squirmed under the Shuriman, her body aflame with pleasure she’d never felt before. It was just as good as when she took the pace. When she pinned down a woman to fuck sense out of them. Reaming out whatever hole she could stick her dick into.

Her tiny cock pulsated, ready to blow at the first thrust. Still, Taliyah simply rolled her hips back and forward, like she knew Ezreal would cum if she began thrusting.

“You’re who you really are. Both man and woman. And you’re not hurting me, are you?” Taliyah continued. Tiny moans left her soft lips as she ghosted kisses against Ezreal’s smooth cheek. She would shift across, her tongue occasionally peeking out to drag across those plump lips, only to ghost more moans and kisses on her other cheek. Dainty, brown fingers held the explorers pale jaw, rolling her fingers over slowly as she  fucked herself on the tiny girldick beneath her.

Ezreal’s fingers slackened their grip on that jiggling, brown ass. Instead, she rolled the fat cheeks in time with her rolling hips. She gasped, shuddering against the futa beneath. Her inner walls coiling around his cock needily, waiting for the blonde’s virile load to paint her insides.

“You’re being so gentle with me,” Taliyah kissed Ezreal’s cheek lightly, a fluttering gasp leaving her plump lips as that tiny dick throbbed inside her, pressing against one of her most sensitive spots. She hummed, leaning over the Dragon’s plump lips, barely an inch away from kissing the loving futa beneath. “You’re a good person.”

Her hips lifted up, letting all four of Ezreal’s thin inches be revealed. Strands of girl juice stretched between their crotches, and the veins of her cock throbbed.

“Tali, I’m going to—” Ezreal rushed out, but was interrupted as her own, low groan husked out into the cool air. Taliyah’s ass met the blonde’s hips with a meaty slap. 

“Inside..!” She cried out in a strained voice, her lips pressing against Ezreal’s. The Dragon undulated beneath her, that tiny dick pulsating as rope after rope of cum shot into her waiting womb. 

Taliyah’s eyes rolled up. Ezreal’s cock may have shrunk for some reason, but her loads held the same volume, and certainly the same viscosity. The only difference now was, it was all being swallowed up by her velvet walls, kept safe inside her fertile womb.

Heat magnified on her cheeks at the thought of being impregnated. 

Taliyah separated from the kiss with a panting breath. Her tongue hung open from her lips, idly licking at Ezreal’s own open mouth. The Dragon began rolling her tongue against Taliyah’s in the open air, letting them wetly press against one another. 

Ezreal’s cock finally began to soften, cum streaming out of Taliyah’s cunt in tiny dribbles. Her hole wasn’t as badly ravaged as Zyra’s or Neeko’s, so her cum had a harder time escaping. Not that Taliyah was complaining, simply content to engage Ezreal in their lewd kiss.

Alas, some things must come to an end.

Taliyah fell against Ezreal's chest with a hum, giving his cheek small pecks as the Dragon lay there, motionless.

“Is this who I am?” She asked, looking to Taliyah with a dazed expression.

The stoneweaver smiled, her hands travelling to Ezreal’s pants again, “You’re Ezreal. This is your real form.”

“How can you be so sure?” Ezreal dropped his hands on her chest, her tiny breasts jiggling slightly at the action.

“You were always this person.” Taliyah said plainly.

“What?”

“Back in the stall, when you offered to take mine with your mouth…” Taliyah started, looking nervous as she managed to slip Ezreal’s pants down further.

“Um?”

“Well, I could tell that you’d done it before.”

“So?” Ezreal shrugged, “I’m bi. Not exactly a big secret”

Taliyah shook her head, content to let Ezreal’s pants rest on their knees, “That’s not what I meant.”

“Then?” Ezreal’s brows curled, tilting his head to the side. Taliyah chuckled.

“This form you have, it’s an innately sexual form. It represents what most people find sexually pleasing.” She rolled her eyes at Ezreal’s confused expression, “You were, and are, an innately sexual person.”

“But…” Ezreal shook her head, a small laugh leaving her lips, “I’d never really done much before Neeko.”

“Liar.”

Ezreal did a double take at Taliyah’s flat response. Then guiltily looked away a moment, “Well, there were a few times where I’d…” She looked back to Taliyah, who had raised an eyebrow raised a knowing smile, “Gone to the gloryhole to be the recipient.”

Ezreal straightened out as Taliyah’s warm fingers pressed into Ezreal’s wet pussy lips. She whined, her hips rising into Taliyah’s tantalising touch. Those brown digits rising up and down her cunt, pushing her flaccid cock up to slap against her naked crotch. 

“And?” Taliyah husked quietly, her tongue reaching out to follow the rim of his ear. Ezreal whined louder at the touch, her warm breath giving the blonde goosebumps, “How many cocks did you take down your slutty throat?”

Ezreal’s eyes widened. Various shapes and sizes flashed through her mind. A tally mark designed just for her, flashed through her mind. Memories of being choked out on cock sent her body shivering. The feeling of her throat being stretched had her yearn to be taken, by rougher, stronger men. 

Those feelings washed away as those big, brown eyes intensified their gaze. Ezreal whimpered, “Tali… this is…”

“How many?” Taliyah growled out deeper, teeth dangerously dragging over her ear.

“I don’t remember…” She lied. Whimpering as those fingers slowed their pace. A disappointed hum left the Shuriman’s throat.

“Which cocks were your favourite?” She asked instead, her fingers lowered to her soaked entrance. Ezreal groaned at the circular motions against her.

“Ah…” Ezreal could barely hold onto a tangible thought. Sense of self began drifting away. Memories of the hours she’d spent, rather, when they spent, at the glory wall flashed through their mind. Ezreal’s fingers curled around thick members, dragging them back and forth. Leaking cumlsilts dribbled against their fingers, as scantily clad, baby-blue underwear held back their small dick. Their mouth hanging open, suckling on a fat pair of sweaty nuts, a huge throbbing cock pulsed against their face. The man on the other side hurled slurs and insults at the blonde, waiting for the slutty twink to swallow that huge—

Taliyah’s fingers rose from Ezreal’s cunt, making the Vastayashai-rei whimper needily. Ezreal rolled her head to drunkenly face the stoneweaver, their expression unreadable.

“Tali, why’d you..?”

“Answer my question,” Taliyah smirked, “Then I’ll continue.”

Ezreal’s lip trembled, her needy slit calling out for attention. She brought her hands up to rest against her eyes.

“I…” Ezreal sighed, quietly admitting, “I liked the bigger ones, ah!”

Taliyah’s fingers gently rubbed her puffy pussy once more, rolling her palm against her small dick. Ezreal groaned, her member may have been flaccid, but it was still extremely sensitive after just cumming. She whimpered again as Taliyah stopped, simply idly prodding her middle finger against Ezreal’s waiting pussy.

“Bigger what?” Taliyah pressed, her voice husky, and her tongue back to playing with Ezreal’s ears. The blonde dragon growled lowly, impatience overcoming her embarrassment.

“Bigger cocksh.” Ezreal slurred, rolling her hips up to meet Taliyah’s prodding fingers, “I loved the onesh where I could shee the veinsh moving. I wanted them to fill me with their thick cum, and leave me a shticky mesh. I loved feeling lesher compared to other men. They made me feel sho right.”

Taliyah’s full finger sank into her needy cunt. Ezreal’s eyes rolled back, a shuddering groan leaving her plush lips. The Shuriman gave a tiny laugh, rolling herself over to lay atop the blonde, still thrusting out of their needy hole.

“What did you imagine them doing, while you fucked them on your whoreish throat?” Taliyah growled, pumping her finger out steadily. Ezreal herself already looked like she was on the edge. Her insides practically sucked her finger in every time she left it. Not to keep one hand idle, Taliyah raised it to let the Dragon suckle on her thumb.

Wet slurps filled the open air. Ezreal’s glowing, blue eyes were crossed, with no intent on answering the stoneweaver’s question. Taliyah pressed her finger knuckle deep, and paused her movements. Ezreal’s growl of complaint was turned into an open whine, as Taliyah shoved her thumb along those plump lips, which rested at the corner of Ezreal’s mouth.

“Answer. Me.” Taliyah growled.

“I… I wanted them to-ooo… too fuck me…” Ezreal groaned slowly, her tongue lapping over Taliyah’s thumb nail.

“And where were they fucking you?” The stoneweaver pressed. Her finger slowly retreating those needy folds, the blonde whimpering as she answered.

“The only place they really could…” Ezreal’s eyes looked off to the corner.

“Stop lying.” Taliyah growled, her finger leaving her soaked cunt faster. 

“But I—” 

“Tell me the truth.” Taliyah interrupted. Voice dark and dangerous as she leaned down to glare into those cerulean orbs.

“I—” Ezreal whimpered, closing her eyes and lightly shook her hips. Taliyah snarled, her finger fully withdrawn.

“I imagined they’d—” The blonde tried again, her eyes peeking open slightly, “Tali this is…”

“Tell me.” Taliyah growled again, the tips of her index and middle finger running up and down the blonde’s throbbing pussy, begging to be filled again.

“I imagined that I was a girl…” Ezreal quietly admitted, “And that they’d fill me up there.”

“Despite being  guy?” Taliyah laughed, head tilting slightly, still not giving Ezreal what she wanted. 

“I am a guy…” Ezreal whined, rolling her hips up, attempting to get more pleasure than she deserved.

“But you wanted to get impregnated by their huge cocks anyway, didn’t you?” Taliyah leaned forward until their noses touched, her smile growing wider. Ezreal shivered with a shameful groan, nodding her head slightly.

“And how would they have fucked you like that?”

“If I had… If I had a…”

“A nice. Juicy. Cunt. Like this one.” Taliyah finished for the blonde, and emphasised each word with a deep, hard thrust with every word, sending Ezreal into a squealing fit. The Dragon shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut.

“But I’m a—!”

Ezreal was cut off as two of Taliyah’s fingers thrust fully inside her quim. She squealed out, her lips silenced by the Shuriman. Their tongues intertwined between their liplock, fingers pumping in and out of Ezreal’s cunt at a fast, heavy pace. 

Taliyah pulled away with a satisfied gasp, leaving Ezreal to pant and moan beneath her, “You have both. Now you can live out your dirty little fantasy, and get knocked up by a stranger. You filthy. Little. Twink.”

“No…” Ezreal cried out softly, her hips fully raised off the floor, letting Taliyah have her way with her tightened cunt. Her insides wrapped around those invading digits, wishing it was something bigger and pulsing.

“Yeah, that’s your most secret, dirtiest fantasy isn’t it?” Taliyah laughed breathily, “I noticed. Your female parts get bigger, and your Dragon features become more prominent the more dominant you are.”

Ezreal whined as those fingers curled, rubbing against her all her sensitive spots with every knuckle deep thrust. Her eyes rolled up, and her head rocked back and forth as electric pleasure invaded her senses.

“Isn’t it suitable that your femininity gets smaller the more submissive you become?” Taliyah continued, “Secretly, that’s who you’ve always been. Just a twink with a tiny cock, and a juicy cunt just begging to be filled by cock.”

Ezreal shook her head, teeth pressed together and her lips spread wide. Her eyes were wide and had fully rolled up. Her body quivered beneath the warmth of Taliyahs. Electricity sent her brain on overload, and her toes curled numbly against the sensations overwhelming her cunt.

“Tali, I’m—!”

“Cum.”

Something snapped. Memories resurfaced of messy spittle falling down their lips and onto their chest. Two hands had come through the walls, dragging their head down their throbbing, veiny cock. The head of their cumslit was a constant flow of precum, dragging along their slurping tongue. 

His cock pulstated, and Ezreal moaned, ready for their cum. Only a few minutes passed, and that delicious, salty seed filled their mouth in only four spurts. They swallowed it around their throbbing cock, letting it slide out of their mouth, the hand in their hair giving them a small pat as they thanked her.

Ezreal’s body practically shook under Taliyah, her cunt making a mess of the floor beneath her. Taliyah gave a dark giggle, shoving their tongue into Ezreal’s waiting mouth, dominating their mindbroken state.

Her flaccid cock curled upward, and shot fat, thick loads between Taliyah and the dragon’s bodies, coating them in virile seed. Taliyah hummed at the boiling hot liquid, licking her lips as she detached from Ezreal. The latter of whom was still a shivering mess, her hips shaking in the middle of the air, more cum splattering across her stomach.

Soon, Ezreal’s orgasm subsided. The blonde’s laboured breath returned to normal, with the Shuriman taking her place at Ezreal’s side. Her fingers idly wiped the cum off of Ezreal’s body, stealing between her smacking, plump lips.

“Tasty.” Taliyah giggled, arms wrapped around Ezreal’s body. Ezreal gave a weak laugh, turning his attention to the Shuriman girl wrapped around him. She was still, mostly, naked. Her breasts pressed up against Ezreal, and her breathing quietened down.

“You’re a bit intense.” Ezreal joked, then met with silence. She faced the Shuriman, and found her slumbering.

Yet, Ezreal found herself extremely awake.

The Dragon Vastayashai-rei untangled herself from Taliyah’s arms, and pulled her pants back up. She bit her lip, running her hands over her delicate, tiny breasts. Her figure was petite, but obviously perky. Ezreal held her elbows over her stomach, and thought for a moment.

Coming to a decision, she decided to remain in her current form. It was comfortable, and didn’t stretch out her clothes. Besides that, it felt like she was more… present in her form. Like she had less to hide, and didn’t have to put much energy into that.

She looked around, finding that the two women had taken to sleeping inside a hollow. Ezreal simply took a step outside, finding the slow, rising sun off in the horizon revealing the—

Temple of the Goddess. She could easily tell, based on the combination of Icathian and Shuriman construction techniques. Even from here, she could see the Shuriman Sun Disc designs, in composition with the pyramidal structures of the Icathians. This was where the fabled Tear of the Goddess lay. No doubt dozens of traps waiting for her to conquer!

She smirked, rushing off without thinking. Gauntlet sparking in hand, she arcane shifted to the entrance.

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