Backstage Pass

Maelstrom wasn't a massive band, but it had its followers, those like you, who enjoyed their powerful music, raw lyrics and even their gimmick of always going on stage in full dragon costume. Of course, when you heard that they had a show near you, you just had to go. And it was as amazing as you had hoped. They were even more impressive in person. After the show, you were still pumped as you milled, along with others, to get autographs from the band members. As you approached Ruby, the lead singer, though, she looked at you strangely, sniffed the air, then nodded towards one of the staff members. He went to her, then, after they exchanged a few words, went to you to pull you aside. He was huge and intimidating and you were trying to find words to apologize for whatever offense you might have caused, when he handed you a VIP badge. "Ruby is asking for your presence backstage. In the dressing rooms. 30 minutes," he told you brusquely, before returning to his duties.

You didn't know what was going on, but you certainly wouldn't miss a chance to meet Ruby directly. So 30 minutes later, you found yourself entering the dressing room. Ruby was there, still in costume, lounging on a couch. As soon as she saw you, she got up and approached. She was even more imposing up close. She was massive, with powerful muscles enhancing her feminine form, biceps larger than your head, thighs bigger than your waist and, of course, a pair of breasts so big that they would be hard to hide, even if she made any effort to, all under makeup which made it look like she had beautiful, brown scales.

Ruby looked even more impressive from up close as she towered over you. She reached for you and you didn't resist as she grabbed a hold of your chin to turn your head this way and that. She sniffed at you a few times more, too, before letting go and grinning. "Just like I thought. You have a dragon soul in you," she said. "I can help you let it out, but if I do, I'm making you mine."

You were confused, of course, and asked if this was some sort of play. If it was, you certainly weren't opposed, but Ruby laughed. "You think this isn't real? This is no costume," she said and, before you could react, took off her shirt, revealing her breasts to you, beautiful brown orbs with wide, blue areolas, topped with thick nipples, each adorned by a barbell piercing. She took your hands and guided them to her breasts. "You think these aren't real?" she asked.

It certainly didn't feel real, it felt like a dream that you would get to touch Ruby's breasts. You were hesitant at first, of course, and not just because she could crush you in an instant if she chose to, but she only seemed to want you to do more and, as your explorations grew bolder, you couldn't help but to agree that they were real and that they felt really good. It wasn't enough to prove that she was a dragon, of course, but when she kissed you and you could feel her large tongue behind sharp teeth, that certainly provided more evidence. More than that, though, there was something which started to pull at you, to make you think that, maybe, it was all true. Especially when Ruby leaned in to whisper into your ear. "Be mine. Embrace your true nature and be mine."

Rose's voice, her words, sent a thrill through your body. It wasn't long before you were both naked and, in that moment, you didn't care if it was all a trick. It would have been worth it just to see her like that. But you knew it wasn't one and, as Ruby kissed you once more, you could feel something inside you resonate with her. A warmth spread from deep inside you, all over your body, a pleasant strain which was changing you, moment by moment. Already, you could feel your be longer in Ruby's mouth and when she grabbed you ass, she found a pleasant plumpness which hadn't been there before.

Once the kiss was done, you looked down to see that you were starting to be covered in green and yellow scales. Your nipples were blue, matching Ruby's, and masses were building up behind them, the beginning of new breasts. More mass was building all over you as well, bringing you a feeling of power as all of your muscles seemed to grow and toughen up. You were growing bulging biceps, thick thighs and calves as large, sharp claws grew on your changing feet. Once more, Ruby pulled you into a kiss, your growing muzzle and tongue making the action all the easier, while she reached down to stroke your cock. You could feel it grow and shift under her hand into what you would eventually learn was a slick, blue appendage, entirely inhuman and absolutely wonderful. And not alone. Ruby let out a grunt of surprise and you let out a husky feminine moan from the intense sensation as your cock split into two, each dripping with draconic precum.

Ruby let out a pleased growl, picked you up and nearly threw you onto the couch. Despite your increased strength, she was still bigger and stronger than you. And it felt right. It felt right that she was the bigger one, it felt right that you should submit to someone so much your superior, you new draconic instincts were screaming as much to you, and it especially felt right when she straddled you, putting your twin cocks inside of herself before she began to ride you. She looked absolutely glorious bouncing on your cocks and you felt pleasure like nothing before as your changes progressed, your body continuing to gain muscular, feminine proportions, while new horns curved atop your head and a massive tail, matching Ruby's own, grew behind you. You came hard as you finally, fully took on your true form.

Of course, you couldn't return to your old life as you were, but that was fine. More than fine. You started to travel together with the band. What you were to Ruby now, you weren't sure exactly. Girlfriend? Groupie? Pet? Toy? You did try to do what you could to help, of course, but you knew that what you were really there for was for Ruby to call you over to her so that she could play with you ass, your breasts or your cocks, or to have you pleasure her breasts or pussy, something you were very skilled at now, thanks to your long tongue.

And, of course, there was the sex. At least, once a day, usually more, whether in a dressing room, a cheap motel or just some dingy bathroom Rose would have her way with you. Sometimes, she took your twin cocks again, but more often than not, she put on a strap-on, bent you over against a wall and slammed it into your ass over and over. It had felt weird at first, of course, but she trained you well and it soon started feeling better and better, until you were loving it at least as much as her. And with the sound of your own moans in your ears, as your dominant dragoness forced another orgasm out of you, making you spill your seed on the wall and on the floor, you couldn't imagine greater bliss.