It was an unusually calm week which left everybody on edge toward the end but it gave Yazi time to "lean into the changes".
Yazi had never been to Sunny's apartment so he didn't know if the muscle dragon #1 had always had his own lounge but it made sense for the leader to get the biggest dorm. Sunny's place was a generous expanse of leather mats for six humans to suck each other in a circle.
Sunny was on his back, getting facefucked by Chao's tool which was of considerable size even in human form while Sunny's own dick was getting swallowed to the smooth base by Wakefield, who still insisted on wearing a cock cage.
JT got his ass eaten by cam model Ekko who spent more time in the penthouse than down in his apartment livestreaming. Yazi was sixty-nine-ing with JT while his dick rubbed along Wakefield's ass crack.
It took some conscious coordination for them to find top-bottom configurations but Yazi ended up inside JT, while getting fucked by pretty boy Ekko.
Four rings lit up.
"Fuck," Sunny said. "The Nyx could have waited thirty fucking minutes."
Carabelle was already entering with a tablet in hand. "We have a situation. The general is in a call with the mayor. Be ready by the time she's done."
"Do we..." Chao started. He was ballsdeep inside Wakefield. "Do we transform like this?"
"Fuck yes," the blond twink begged. "Please sir, please. Dragon fuck my hole, I can take it."
The leader looked at team mates #3, #5 and #6 for confirmation, then nodded.
"Massive muscle dragon power!"
Yazi's mass burst to life, his weight pressing down on JT whose body expanded at the same time. Yazi shot his transformation orgasm into the biggest muscle dragon's ass with a grunt and a whole body flex. JT's load shot into the air, the first shot hitting the ceiling, and drizzled all over Yazi's face.
Wakefield was seemingly vanishing in the growing embrace of black muscle, his eyes wide in terror, then bliss, as Chao's rod turned into the cumshooting dick of Scarlet Phoenix inside him.
Carabelle was ready with towels to toss around while the mansluts readied belts.
Akira appeared on screen while Rose Wolf was still rubbing Jade Turtle's cum off his face underneath the lupine-draconic one.
"There are a few simultaneous attacks across the city," the Defense Force leader said. "Start with a school, just north of the Porcelain Temple rift. Threat types known so far are kingkong and brimstone. Good luck."
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The muscle dragons arrived to a high school on fire. One wing of the building was collapsed and Venus-flytrap-like Umbrath plants grew on the rubble.
People had collected outside, mostly students getting ushered away but also desperate parents trying to find their kid and -- failing that -- trying to get into the school.
Azure Catfish was pulling an entire lake behind him, making the water spray onto the burning bits.
Amber Lion spotted the defiler vines creeping toward the crowd and sent Rose Wolf on cutting duty along with Jade Turtle whose earth powers made sure the tendrils weren't growing out of control underground.
Scarlet Phoenix put out fires as he closed in but they didn't *stay* out. "Something in there is countering me."
"Fire-Nyx, as expected," Amber Lion said. "Keep people clear of the area."
Muscle dragons #1 and #2 landed wide-legged at the school's gate and Silver Tiger's flexing commanded metal fences to create a barrier. Amber Lion spoke to the principal, not noticing the brown skinned, twunky boy in a muscle shirt who had slipped past the gate and was running toward the school.
Rose Wolf had neglected his on-and-off date but even in this timeline he'd met Abdulla.
"There's about a hundred students unaccounted for," Amber Lion shouted. "Rose Wolf, let's get in."
"Yes sir," the pink hero said, who had been about to go after Abdulla anyway.
Rose Wolf followed the leader, as did Silver Tiger and Jade Turtle.
They flew into an ambush. Ape-shaped creatures, each eight foot tall and fully covered in gray fur. Akira had warned them about those.
The ape-like Nyx got the drop on the heroes and pushed them to the ground. Their fur was needles, stabbing a million pinholes into the uniforms and ripping the fabric as the men and beasts struggled.
Metal spikes came flying from the fence and speared some, lightning crackled and Rose Wolf called his void blade to tear a hole into his attackers.
His suit above the belt stayed behind in shreds as he advanced into the school. The ceiling was cracked and water came in fast enough to submerge the place ankle deep. Azure Catfish and Scarlet Phoenix were fighting whatever created the fires on the roof.
Rose Wolf punched his way through Venus flytraps snapping at him. He followed the noise of panicked people into a corridor.
Students rushed at him and he threw himself into the most aggressive plants to keep them from reaching people.
"Careful outside," he yelled. "There's still monsters in front. I don't know if the muscle dragons killed them yet."
His words found little purchase with the ceiling above bending under the pressure of more water. Rose Wolf let the group pass, while void-ripping through the flytraps chewing on his shoulders.
He briefly checked the outside after them but his team members has taken the ape fight to a corner of the yard, alternately pummeling and getting pummeled by furry Nyx.
Rose Wolf searched through the school's corridors, which were now nearly knee deep under water, dark and dangerously creaking.
Abdulla was holding the metal frame of a chair, struggling to stay upright in the stream. Before him was an Umbrath in the shape of a headless salamander with five tails, each sputtering flame. The creature, too, had trouble with the current, each opponent waiting for the other to close the distance.
"Abdulla!" Rose Wolf yelled. "Get down."
He flew in, fists ahead, and sent pink beams at the enemy. Abdulla dove to the side as plasma illuminated the hallway and the Nyx was pushed back. Rose Wolf reached the beast and rammed his massive muscles into it, kicking and punching.
When the Nyx's tails were extinguished in the water, he turned to check on Abdulla but the man was gone. He'd opened a door and gone inside. Rose Wolf took flight to follow but the man stumbled back out.
"F-fuck." The wet twunk waded until he nearly crashed into Rose Wolf.
The muscle dragon rookie pushed Abdulla behind him and looked into the wood workshop. Around fifty students had gathered inside, perhaps all the still missing ones, work tables piled up on one side to make space. They had been defiled, clothes handing in tatters off them as they zombie-walked in the now almost hip-high water with the defiler vines still hanging from the ceiling like garlands.
The moment some of them spotted the muscle dragon they stirred to life, grunting or even screeching and wading in for an attack.
The hero slammed the door shut. Zombie faces clashed into the door's little window.
"Fuck indeed," Rose Wolf said. He turned to the man behind him. "Okay, you did great. I'll slip in there, punch a hole in the wall and shove them out before the whole place comes down."
Abdulla hesitated, looking at the zombies clawing at the door's glass part.
