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This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

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Brezzen stood tall in the interview room, his long tail swinging lightly back and forth. Clad in light blue scales with an almost periwinkle hue to them, he stood out from other dragons, though that was more from the way he held himself rather than his natural confidence. Small, bronze scales drew attention across his body, as if he was speckled, a line of chunky spines running down his spine, from the back of his head all the way down to the tip of his tail, where they fanned into a smooth, spade-shaped tip.

The drake rippled with muscle, not a spare ounce of fat on him, easy and powerful, his tail lifted so it did not drag across the ground. He bragged a rather impressive set of horns too, big and chunky with a curve to them like those of a ram, speaking of some distant heritage of his as an Earth type dragon. Brezzen did not burrow or dig, however, his claws more refined for catching prey and hunting, his chest with a sharp, proud curve to it and his head rising on a long, elegant neck. His eyes were set in his face like twin emeralds, the jewels the dragon could carry along with him on his body.

Brezzen, of course, was as bold and as confident as most dragons were, self-assured of his place in the world, even though he had not spent a large amount of time in it — not for a dragon. While dragons could live for centuries, he was only in his thirties and considered young by most other dragons.

Yet Brezzen, like all other dragons, had a drive and a hunger for land, for power… Well, anything, really, he could hoard. It was not all that unusual in the grand scheme of things, but the drake had uncovered a rather unconventional way to go after what he wanted.

Other dragons would, most likely, not approve, but, well…what did Brezzen care about that? He was his own dragon and above their petty ways.

Little did Brezzen know that most dragons felt like that too. He was outside the norm there, though every dragon thought they were special. It was, in a way, one thing that made things more than a little difficult for them in life, a weakness they had to be modest in order to learn their way out of.

He eyed up the fox and wolf anthros, seated behind a white desk, the room almost clinically clean and smelling of strong products — very unnatural. Brezzen growled and wrinkled his muzzle, though he only afforded himself a slight shake of his head. Anthros dominated the land, though dragons most typically still lived in the more natural areas, outside the towns and cities and farmland, living their own ways. Most of the time, he was more than happy to let anthros have their ways, using technology and doing new things… But what need did a dragon have of any of that? Some dragons traded with the anthros, others offered tours and insights into their land, their world. Brezzen rarely dealt with any of that, only watching from a distance, sometimes, if he was particularly bored.

They just didn’t draw his attention all that much, if he was honest. Their little lives were beyond his long years, his life stretching out far, far ahead of him.

Brezzen, however, had been tempted to interview for a strange role indeed. Apparently, anthros wanted to make films about dragons, though it wasn’t to learn about them (though that would have been an admirable task indeed) and he had responded to the call for participants, which had been sent out into various dragon territories. Some of the envoys had been sent back with coarse words and fiery breath, though the dragons had stopped in time rather than causing a conflict, which was probably for the best.

The envoys had been gryphons, who flitted back and forth between anthro and feral worlds, crossing over territories where they were permitted as if they didn’t truly belong in either. Dragons would sometimes converse with gryphons, but, well, they weren’t all that entertaining to them either, nothing to really hold their attention.

“Now… Sir Brezzen…”

He picked up his head a little as the fox, who had introduced himself as Cuka, addressed him, the red-furred creature nearly bouncing in his seat. He seemed to be a creature who always needed to be in perpetual motion.

“Brezzen is fine.”

The drake shuffled his large wings against his back, the leathery flaps brushing roughly against one another. The wolf stiffened a little, eyeing him. Brezzen hid his smirk. Good, anthros should be wary around them. Fascination was something, but it was kastamonu escort wariness that added a healthy dose of respect into the equation too.

“Brezzen, in that case,” Cuka said breezily, his lips stretching into an easy grin. “Thank you for coming here today, it’s truly an honour! Do you know the extent of the job this interview is for? How much did our envoy manage to convey to you?”

Brezzen tilted his head, raising an eyebrow.

“Why don’t you tell me again?” He suggested, lips twitching in a draconic smile. “Just to make sure your envoy has done his job well.”

The wolf sighed.

“Very well. Brezzen, I am Ambor, one of your interviewers today. As our envoy should have conveyed to you, the role we are interviewing for is for a candidate to take part in a series of highly X-rated, adult scenes. These, of course, will be highly sexual in nature, delving into various kinks and fetishes. Is this what you are expecting?”

Brezzen grinned, parting his jaws as he surveyed both of the smaller anthros.

“Of course,” he said. “I was merely testing you.”

Cuka giggled, seemingly nervous, though Ambor didn’t twitch a single muscle. If the dragon had not already been as aloof as he was, he would have at least been a little impressed.

“Very well then,” Ambor went on. “But it is the two of us who will be testing you today. So, if we may begin, let us consider your sexual experience. Have you mated before?”

Brezzen growled, lips rippling over his lines of sharp teeth.

“Of course!” He snapped, as if it was not a question that should ever have come up. “What do you take me for?”

Ambor surveyed him carefully.

“There are roles for virgins too, this merely helps determine a little better just where you may fit in our scenes,” he said levelly. “Cuka’s examination will show you a little more what we expect there. Is it permitted for Cuka to touch you?”

“Oh, well…” Brezzen shuffled a little awkwardly, not having expected that to come up so quickly. “Yes. Yes, he may.”

“Excellent!”

Cuka all but bounced up to the dragon, not bothering to bring a clipboard with him or anything at all that he may have needed to take notes with. The fox, of course, was an expert in his role and began smoothly, running his paws over the dragon’s body, as high as he could reach, in long, soft strokes, using the palms of his paws.

“Hm, good muscle tone, yes… Few restrictions…” He muttered under his breath, as if he was making a mental catalogue of everything. “You can go on with asking the interview questions, Ambor, don’t worry about me. Just make sure he doesn’t step on me!”

Brezzen rolled his eyes.

“I am not that large…”

But Ambor was already looking at his list of questions.

“No worry…” He murmured, not really listening. “So, do you enjoy sex, for a start? Or is it all about mating, for you?”

“Please, of course I love having sex,” he said. “I may have fathered a clutch, but the dragoness has not returned to me so I could not say.”

“Okay, I see, I see…” Ambor relaxed a little, peering up as the wolf surveyed the dragon while Cuka slid his paws down the dragon’s tail, twisting it back and forth, testing its flexibility. “So, what about with other species? Have you had sex with other species before?”

“Yes… Yes, I’ve had sex with another species before,” Brezzen said with a shrugging shuffle of his wings that had Cuka darting back, giving him a little space while he adjusted. “It’s okay.”

“Oh, so you’re not particularly enthusiastic about that then,” Ambor said, the start of a grin pulling at the wolf’s lips. “I see, I see… That could work well here then… Mhm… And what about with other males?”

Brezzen tilted his head, the tip of his tail twitching back and forth.

“Uh…”

For once he was unsure of himself, something pulling back inside him to be asked such intimate, probing questions. He’d just expected they’d want to jack him off or something! Anthros didn’t really seem as intelligent as the two who were handling him both emotionally and physically.

Oof…

It was more than Brezzen had anticipated, but the dragon tried not to let it show.

“Males are okay,” he said, indifferent to it really. “A hole is a hole… There’s nothing more to it than that, if it’s about pleasure.”

He tried to recover himself but wasn’t sure he had in time as the wolf made another note.

“That’s all well, wonderful…”

Cuka came around to the dragon’s feet, running his fingers between his claws and measuring them with a small tape measure, even taking measurements of other parts of the dragon’s body. The reasoning for all that, however, would all come out in time. Brezzen stiffened, though kept himself as still as possible. The job, after all, had quite good compensation as lands and territory…which was what had attracted him in the first place to interview for the strange role.

So, it was kayseri escort worth his while, indeed, to expand his territory and put up with what the silly little anthros wanted of him.

“And would you be interested in a scene with your female mate?” The wolf probed, leaning back in his chair. “How would they feel about this?”

“Uh… Well…”

It was there Brezzen floundered, for he had not really interacted with the one he wanted to be his mate for some time. Was she his mate? He didn’t know where the lines between them were anymore, as they both grew and expanded their territories, making sure they had enough to sustain them.”

“I… I would like to have a female partner in scenes, yes,” he said, only slightly fumbling with his words. “But I doubt my female companion, ah… I doubt they’d be interested in something of this nature.”

Ambor made a note, hiding his smile. He didn’t have plans, not really, for Brezzen to have a female partner, no… That role had already been filled, though it would be interesting to see how the dragon developed, quite certainly. He may well turn out to be quite flexible in their adult studio…

“And how do you feel about the people who will watch this?” He queried, smiling more openly, relaxing a little as Cuka held the dragon’s maw open to check his teeth. “Many will masturbate to this, perhaps even sending you fan messages…”

Brezzen grimaced and pulled his head away from Cuka as the bold little fox inspected his teeth and tongue, even brave enough to wriggle his fingers into his mouth to feel his cheeks and the slick flesh inside his mouth.

“Unff! Watch it,” he grunted, admonishing Cuka. “Well… I don’t mind people watching it. It doesn’t affect me. Messages will not really reach me in my territory, they can say what they like. It is interesting to think of anthros enjoying my body like that.”

He rumbled softly with pride, spreading his wings. Cuka took that chance to photograph them, quickly snapping some full body shots of the dragon, presumably as part of the interview. But he caught the fox scurrying behind him, taking pictures of his under tail and his slit, where his shaft was hidden away when not needed.

This is rather…invasive.

And it was only going to become more invasive still as Cuka touched his inner leg, first with a light touch, progressing to a sharp squeeze. Uncertain, Brezzen grunted and pulled back from him, lifting his leg well out of the small anthro’s reach.

“Uh… Do you need to be doing that?” He questioned, his tail swinging back and forth, hiding his lack of settlement. “That’s…rather personal space.”

Cuka shrugged.

“How else am I to examine you?”

He made it seem normal, natural, and exchanged a smile with Ambor as the wolf went on with his questions, though Brezzen was more out of his comfort zone than ever. Although he didn’t want to let on to the anthros that things were a little beyond what he had been expecting.

“Ah… Okay then…”

So, the dragon stood still as the fox went under his belly, his ears brushing his stomach, though Brezzen was not the largest of all dragons, to be honest. He was surely big enough for what they wanted from him, however, but he shivered bodily as Cuka swept his paws over the space on either side of the dragon’s slit, testing his sensitivity.

“Oh, you react very well,” he said, as if in praise of the dragon. “I think you’re going to work very well here. Don’t worry about anything… We’ll look after you. But…this slit…is everything in here? Do your testes descend?”

“Um…” He took a breath, hiding his discomfort. “No… Just the shaft. Only the shaft comes out, when I want it to.”

“Can you control it?”

He grunted.

“Sometimes.”

Thankfully for Brezzen, the fox moved around behind him, inspecting his hind end. Not knowing what the anthro was so interested in back there, though he had already taken a photograph, he stilled, though did obligingly lift his tail for the fox to check him out more.

It must just be part of the interview…

His inexperience, however, showed as Cuka pushed his tail up higher, pursing his lips.

“Hm, you’re a little stiff here, maybe some exercises will help with the movement of the vertebrae here,” he suggested, as if the vulpine was trying to be helpful. “Let’s see here though…”

“Oh!”

The dragon stiffened sharply, his tail shooting out straight, his wings flared, though he was too startled by the sudden intrusion of a finger into his tail hole to say anything. The wolf stared at him, hiding a smile behind his clipboard, though Ambor privately thought Brezzen’s reactions would play out very well on film.

“Please concentrate on the questions, there are just a few more, Brezzen,” he said with a more encouraging smile. “I know it is difficult but Cuka needs to complete his physical examination of you too. So… Do you have any, hm…issues with any kinks? Is kıbrıs escort there anything you don’t like in sex?”

“What? Uh…” The dragon shifted his weight uncomfortably, entirely out of place, but not wanting either to start something more dramatic by scaring the anthros. “Uh… This is part of the interview, right?”

“Mm, that’s right,” Cuka said lightly. “Don’t worry about anything, I’m just testing how stretchy you are in here, how you respond. It all plays into your sexual experience, don’t worry about anything.”

The door was closed and, even though the feral could have escaped if he’d really wanted to, well…he wasn’t so sure that was a good idea at that time. So, Brezzen clamped his jaws shut and took a deep exhale out through his flared nostrils, settling his wings with a great deal of effort back in against his body.

He just had to bear through it, even though it was invasive and uncomfortable. He’d never even had anything back there before! It wasn’t something he did, not as a dragon, so he didn’t see the point in it, though he puffed and braced his hind legs a little more.

That bracing did not escape the wolf’s attention either, Ambor smiling subtly.

“And the question, Brezzen?”

“Uh… Yes…” It was hard to concentrate while the fox was sliding another finger inside him, scissoring them apart, wiggling them about, seeming to be trying his very best to distract him even then. “Uh… No… Nothing weird, I don’t mind anything, it’s fine.”

It may have been better for the dragon to answer that question fully, however, for the bounds of sex stretched far beyond the dragon’s currently knowledge.

Ambor, however, deliberately didn’t mention anything specific — and Brezzen didn’t have the knowledge to ask about that. All he knew was that he wasn’t keen on having his backside toyed with and breathed an open sigh of relief when the fox, finally, left that part of him alone.

Maybe we’ll get back to the real interview now…

“Now, we’re going to have you watch a scene and observe you for the moment, your reactions, what your body does.”

Ambor clicked a button and a smart screen on the wall clicked to life, the dragon blinking as his eyes adjusted to it. That was odd… He didn’t have things like that in his lands and didn’t need them anyway. Why would anyone want to see something that wasn’t there? Still, he watched as he was shown different scenes, starting with a couple of male gryphons having sex.

“Hm…”

The dragon blinked, not needing to say anything, as he relaxed a little more. He didn’t have to say anything, just allow them to watch what he was doing.

Still, he didn’t have any interest in gryphons, not as they fucked, one on top of the other, mounting him crudely, roughly. Their cries rose from the speakers and the dragon rolled his eyes. Why were they so over the top?

The scene changed to one with an anthro and a gryphon, with the anthro being female, which was somewhat more interesting to him. Only slightly, however, his slit warming a little, blood rushing to it, the edges slightly puffy. Cuka didn’t touch him, only stayed close under his belly, close to his hind legs, so he could watch everything.

His slit parted slightly as the scenes progressed, showing a gryphon using his tongue to orally please another. It was up-close enough that Brezzen couldn’t see the wider detail in their bodies, so he could make of them as he wanted.

With that, his slit parted a little more, allowing the very tip of his large cock to press out. The fox made another note, grinning at Ambor.

But when the scene changed to a couple of dragons, a straight coupling, he growled softly, tail lifting, rolling his hips forward. His cock eased out even more than before and he breathed out evenly, only to take in another short puff of breath, less than relaxed.

He forgot where he was, that he was being watched, wanting the dragons, the female especially. She was lean, like the one he coveted, and had a sinuous, winding way about her that ran down the full length of her body to the slender tip of her tail.

“How do you feel?”

“Mm… Aroused?”

The scene changed and he growled again, not really caring who was on screen that time. He just wanted to have his cock pleasured, to really sink into the moment.

“Which male would you like to be here?”

He blinked, not realising the scene had changed to a dragon and a gryphon. The dragon was lying on his back, looking very fetching, while the gryphon approached.

“Uh… Dragon?”

He didn’t know what, really, he was answering, though he wrinkled his muzzle when the gryphon moved into the top position, grinding his cock against the drake’s.

Ugh… Gryphons…

“So, I take it you would like a top role?”

“Mmm, yes, yes.” That was one question Brezzen could answer. “That would definitely be my preferred position.”

They made a note, but he didn’t feel any more comfortable there, not as the fox brushed the pads of his fingers down the length of his cock. The drake tensed a little, but he was more okay with that than anything to do with his back end, so he churred under his breath, trying to encourage the fox.

“Mmm, yes, you can spend all the time you like there,” he said, tongue flicking out of his muzzle in a wet slap. “Better than my under tail…”

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