Precious Medicals (Patreon)

 (Starring a longtime patron. Enjoy as the culmination of her research works out in a big way... with Amy along to mess things up, of course.)

Sarah peered through the microscope at the complex DNA strand that was in front of her. It was a work of art to her light green eyes. The DNA of a dragon, extracted from some fossils they had found. At least that is what they thought. It was certainly reptilian of some kind. This was of course just a sample, some more of the DNA was in the Chromatic Synthesizer to see if it could be used to create another dragon from the base components. She pulled back from the, microscope, the human woman's brown hair falling back from her face. She was short, easily 5'2 inches tall, with not much to look at. She was valued more for her work with DNA than anything else at SiniStar Labs, many at there at least recognized and complimented at her skills. She looked at the timer on the Synthesizer. "Another 3 minutes...well...guess I will just have to wait and see..." 

 "Heeeey Sarah," Amy called into the lab as she leaned her head in. The mixed workplace worked out well, but she was seemingly oblivious to the effect she had on the other employees. At 7'7", the malamute girl was giant... and she was hardly modestly proportioned. Her muscles and chest were exceptional, and it was quickly becoming a running gag in the division that she was there to be reverse engineered. Partially for the looks... partially because she really wasn't that helpful. Always barging in on everybody's projects, wearing her labcoat mostly open, generally being irritating... Like now.

"Whatcha dooooin'?" 

 Sarah arched a brow to her, the look on her face almost annoyed. It was -her- again. Of course she was here for some reason...why else would she be bothering anybody for any reason? She shrugged..."Waiting for the Synthesizer to finish doing what it doing to see if this DNA I extracted can indeed be used to create a living breathing dragon." She shrugged a bit and and spotted the timer was ticking down now from a minute. "Well only a minute to go." She smiled slightly, as she was sure that it would work, she was never really wrong. 

 Amy bounded over to the synthesizer, leaning in for a look so close she smushed her chest against the sensitive machinery. "Oh wow, you're doing a pretty great job. Dragons though, huh? Like, metaphorical, mythological, or Ted in accounting?" Amy turned around and walked back to Amy "So I guess I mean when you say living, breathing; do you mean living forever and fire breathing?" She chuckled at her own joke.   

 Sarah watched as the machinery seemed to shake a little with every footstep, and even when her breasts pressed up against the Chromatic Synthesizer. "Err...well Ted from accounting...he is...a descendant of dragons, yes. But what makes this DNA so unique is that it is pure...from a time when dragon's were much younger as a species. This could even be from an origin species of dragons." She paused a moment..."AS for living forever...well...possibly? I suppose there could be an immortal dragon out there somewhere. Firebreathing...well...that could also be a possibility as well. 

  "Impressive! You know, I don't ever plan to stop being 23 myself (no matter WHAT the universities say.) So I'd call it a noble goal. What are you planning to do with the sample? Clone a little dragon bebeh of your own?" Amy moved with surprising grace for somebody so large, and slinked carefully behind Sarah, holding her sides and darkening her vision with an enormous overhang of breast. 

 Sarah shrugged a bit at the thought. "Hmmm...I could. There are other ideas. If the DNA is strong enough it could easily overwrite a species DNA and make one fully dragon. There is a lot of potential with that sample. There was a loud ding, signaling that the Synthesizer was done. "Speaking of..." She smiled and stood up, the shadow of Amy's breasts darkening the space around her.   
 
 "So, you're looking for a test subject?"
 "Well something to test it on really. There would have to be a suitable candidate." She shrugged a bit as she moved towards the synthesizer to take a look at the sample to see if it could do anything at all.
 
 "Well, that's easily handled. I've got all kinds of test subjects lined up." Amy slapped a sheaf of papers on the nearby table, "I'm not completely useless, and all that. We should probably sit down and pick somebody out, but if you want my suggestion, we should have some champagne to toast just getting this far." Amy wiggled her fingers, and reached deep into her cleavage, pulling out a corked bottle, before going back in and somehow finding two flutes as well. "It's not exactly chilled, but I say go for it." 

 Sarah arched a brow. A celebratory drink couldn't hurt. "Hmmm...I suppose." She reached for the flute and the bottle of champagne, her mind racing at the possibility of the potential of that DNA, and wondering how the malamute managed to not break the bottle or the glasses. She searched around for something pop the cork. 

 "Oh, sorry, let me get that," Amy grabs the bottle back from you and pulls the cork out with two fingers, pouring the champagne into your glass and careful not to spill a drop. It takes a long time to stop foaming. Her tits might be soft enough to insulate glass... but the bouncing might have been a bit much for the champagne. Amy heedlessly sucks off a bit of the foam to prevent spillage, tipping her head back and looking overjoyed. 

 Sarah nods and then takes the glass to her lips, downing the champagne. She licked her lips a little at the taste. It was a little odd, but none the less interesting. 

 "Ah, this is nice." Amy said, "You know, I wasn't sure you'd take my suggestion for test subject, but I can't wait to see what happens now. It should be pretty fun." Amy crouched down, looking Sarah in the eyes, her own eyes twinkling with mischievous delight. "For example, I really want to be able to see you eye to eye." 

 "What, what are you talking about?!" Sarah looked over at the sample, pulse quickening, which clearly had been...well misplaced. Or was it? "Amy...what what did you do to me?" But of course she new the answer. In an almost shocking revelation her eyesight suddenly sharpened beyond human means, the world around become blurry around. The threw off off her glasses, the green pupils becoming red in color, become that familiar reptilian slit. "Oh gods...something...thing is happening to me!" 

 Amy laughed. "Oh yeah, hopefully a lot of somethings." The dog put her hand on top of Sarah's head as she slowly grew in height. One inches, two, ten... she was stretching out into a gangly monster, head shooting up through Amy's cleavage and looking her in the face, coming eye to eye with the dog. "I bet you can escape the booby trap any minute now, for example." 

 Sarah felt her body stretching and contorting in different ways. Ways that humans shouldn't experience. Bone cracked and shifted, muscle began to grow in, even new muscle groups began to form and grow as well. "MASDNFS!" She growled something into Amy's booby trap. And then Sarah reached up with a clawed hand and pulled herself back with strength she swore she never had. One quick glance would reveal that her body was far from done changing, silver scales growing out of her flesh at this point, her face contorting a bit into a dragon's skull as she felt her mouth become a maw. 

 Horns curled out of Sarah's skull, teeth sharpened in her new maw, in the reflection of Amy's eyes she could see her new draconic face, a silver mane bursting out before her eyes. Spidery cracks ran through her skin, separating into silvery scales all across her body as she felt a heat rising beneath her. She felt stronger... but the trap seemed to be getting tighter. 

 She felt pounds of muscle growing her beneath the hardening silver scales. Unbridled strength and power was multiplying within her. Whatever the heat was, it was an interesting feeling as her body continued its ascent in height. She could begin to feel the pulsing growth of a tail growing out from her tailbone, just above a muscular and firmly rounded buttocks. Indeed as her back widened to not only accommodate the muscle that growing in there, but also to allow for wings to grow out from them. 

 Sarah tried once again to pull herself free from the breasts that had trapped her. More strength came to her. There was a strange warmth that was building up in her chest as well, an unfamiliar one to her. "Amy!" The silver dragon growled. "Do you have any idea how unethical this is?" She snapped, her voice changed from the transformation that she had undergone. 

 Amy just smirked "I'm guessing 'two alignment substeps?' You'd know better than I would, being a silver dragon and all." Amy felt the rumbling intensify as Sarah was slowly pushed out of Amy's secret compartment. "Seriously though, would you really want the alternative? All this power, all this true magic chopped up and fed to the machine of capitalism? Or do YOU deserve it? Look at yourself and tell me this isn't the real you." Sarah pushed herself away with the first burst of breast growth, and looked at herself in a mirror Amy had acquired somewhere. 

 The dragon shook her head a bit at the smart-aleck answer. Sure she was a silver scaled dragon now, but...well what had changed. She looked over herself in the mirror that somehow had appeared before her. She could still feel the strength building up in her, even though it appeared there was no visible growth of her muscles at this point. "I mean...I...can't complain really..." She blinked at the beautiful sight of her. She had to be near 8 feet tall at this. And her breasts too..they looked to be growing still, she could feel some kind of liquid filling them. 

 "Hey, you won the office pool, though!" Amy cheered, "You re-engineered how to look just perfect." Amy pulled off her labcoat with her teeth as she removed Sarah's tatters with her hands. "You're naked." Amy stepped closer, pressing her chest to Sarah's own growing pair, admiring the feel of them squishing together, three times too big for any bra and ten times too perky to need one. "You're endowed." The malamute ran a paw over the dragon's iron-hard abs, tracing one tip through all the contours as her other hand reached up to grab the dragon's arm, pushing it into a flex that conjured peaks the size of basketballs before pulling the arm down to rub her own abs. "You're hot." Amy even flicked her tail against the dragon's much longer appendage, tugging on it this way and that... and finding that it wouldn't budge. "You're powerful..." Amy drew the dragon in for a big hug, chest's pressed together with obscene tightness... causing Sarah to feel a building wetness across her body. "In short, or rather in super-tall, you're my kinda gal!" 

 The former human offered her changed body for exploration. She let out a small gasp as she was stripped down naked, whatever clothing that was left on her were tattered shreds of her massive body. Still though she could feel that strength building in her, she got the sense that she was some thousands of times stronger, and getting getting stronger yet still than what she looked like. She looked at her peaks, wondering if they too could get even larger than the basketball sizes they inflated too. The impossible suddenly seemed possible to Sarah. It was hard to tell just how many abs that the silver dragon had down below her growing bust? A six pack? An eight pack? A twelve pack? As she was drawn up into that tight hug that clearly no other being could handle, she blushed, feeling the pulsing growth of her breasts and warm liquid filling them running down the sides of the round orbs. "I...thank you Amy..."
 
 "Aha! Well you see! That's... too sincere to respond to sassily." Amy deflated, or at least gave the appearance of it now that Sarah was the same size. "Your welcome Sarah. You're the only person here I really like. I do mean REALLY like, too, even before this. You've been too good for this place, and you definitely are now. Even if I had to do some tampering and MIGHT have made you a bit too much like me, I just hope it was worth it." Amy gestured to her breasts, currently pouring a trail of golden fluid, then pointed towards Sarah's set, dripping the beginnings of silver. "Iiii don't think dragons did that. Heh..." 

 Sarah blinked a bit at her, still somewhat blushing. "I...well...Amy...I did find you annoying, always barging into things and asking too many questions." She paused a bit before continuing. "But I have to say, the results of this experiment are quite satisfactory..." She smiled a bit, a lines of razor sharp teeth gleaming. "Tampering...what...what do you mean? Is that why I feel many times stronger than I look?" She arched a brow down at he breasts, as they now had to be the same size as the malamutes, thick silver tinted nipples and areolae. The silver liquid dripping from them indicated it was milk...or some similar substance. "Dragons...well don't do that...but then again, I am not your average dragon...I suppose." 

  "No it's the milk, silly. You say you feel abnormally strong? That's interesting." Amy's manic look appeared once again, "What say we test you out? Think you could tear apart a door? Push through the walls? I want to see some FLASHY strength. I'll even take science notes."
 
 "Sure?" The silver dragon shrugged and then went for a lab table grasping at it, with what she thought was normal strength, the metal simply warped around her grasp with a metallic screech..."Well now..." She smiled slightly and then heft the desk over her head, perhaps with a bit too much power, as it zoomed out of her grasp smashing through the ceiling, flying up several floors and through the roof of the building, disappearing into the sky. "Did...I...do that?" 

 "Hell yeah you did! Hot damn girl, I'm not sure I could do that. Let me check." Amy walked over to another table, shoving her fingers into it and tossing it up one handed, it disappearing into the sky as well. "Hah, see I can do that too and... aaand I just realized you probably weren't trying. Hoo boy, starting to suspect you're even stronger than me. There's only one thing to do, though, you know what that is?" Amy didn't wait for an answer. "RAMPAGE RACE! We crumple, toss, or otherwise dominate all the stuff we can find, whoever gets the most stuff wins!" 

 Sarah... wasn't entirely sure about the rampaging part, but she was eager to test out her strength. "Ok...for science?" She arched a brow as she looked around the lab. There was that big conductor on the other side of the room. Sarah started ot move towards is, chairs and tables just bouncing off of her scaled body, breaking and disintegrating in her patch. 

 Amy, for her part, went over to the synthesizer, pulling it up by its roots and squeezing it against her tits, bit by bit crushing it into a ball before rearing back and chucking it at a table of vials on the far wall... well, she planned to anyway, she realized that for her plans her partner could probably use the head start. 

 Said partner seemed to effortlessly rip the conductor out of the wall, the sound of screeching metal, lights flickering and even the wall tearing apart at teh might and strength the silver dragon had achieved in just a few short minutes. She lifted the heavy metal object above her head, with a single hand. "I think I am too strong for my own good?" 

 "Well, that'll be determined by the victor. Until then I'd say you're just too strong for everybody else's good." Amy stuck out her tongue, and disappeared to the outside of the lab, followed by crashing sounds.   

 Her competitor still held onto the conductor as Amy took off, the sound of things breaking and crashing. "Well...this is interesting." She turned and walked through a wall like it was wet tissue paper. She too had begun to gather up things just like the malamute had suggested in their little racing game. 

 Amy stopped just outside the lab. It would be far better for her if Sarah did the lion's share of destruction, instead Amy faked the sounds with an already ruined piece of equipment crumpling it to the point she left behind no evidence; then heading to the employees lounge. Amy struck a sexy pose on the sofa and decided to wait for her partner in crime, calmly looking pleased as the facility slowly collapsed around her, occasionally brushing bits of the ceiling off herself.   

 Sarah dashed about without the slightest consideration for whether it was a trap. After roughly ten minutes of crashing, she had returned back to the employee lounge, arms full of stuff. Most of it used to be some kind of expensive computer or testing equipment, now cracking into scrap from her grip strength alone. The transformed human was still sort of reveling in what had become of her, as evidenced by just how much she was carrying without seemingly breaking a sweat. 

 "Looks like you win!" Amy called out once her partner's steady thumps could be heard from the lounge once again, "Anything you want to do to celebrate?" Amy happily flexed her pecs in rhythm, sending a rhythm of jiggling through her tits that seemed like it could last for hours. "You might want to hear a secret before we do anything, but I certainly hope you'll REALLY want to do something special after you hear it."  

 Sarah craned her head to the side setting down the pile of stuff that she had accumulated. The screams and alarms of her colleagues (though soon to be ex colleagues, one had to assume) could be heard in the background. "Oh and what secret is that?" She arched a brow, smiling slightly knowing that she had won. Though it was also strange to her that Amy was laying there with...well nothing. Though she couldn't complain about the bouncing tits she was seeing either. 

 "I work for one of this place's competitors." Amy whispered scandalously, "I was supposed to make sure your project failed, but I decided that just making sure this place didn't get to sell it would be fine." Amy placed a hand on Sarah's abs, running a finger through the deep grooves and feeling the danger of getting it caught. "I couldn't possibly let there be LESS of THIS in the world though. I might have thrown that match. It'll be much better if this place thinks they're ruined from a home-grown problem. I can guarantee you a role at my labs, though, so you don't have to worry." Amy got up to her full height, placing an arm around the dragon. "Think about it Sarah, you and me, the silver and gold standard of science goddesses!" 

 The so called silver standard felt her anger starting to rise as the gold furred malamute went on about sabotaging the competition and how she was more or less a pawn in all of it. The feel of Amy's fingers tracing around the deep grooves of her abs was most...enticing for sure. She loved that feeling, and while she had admitted the truth just now she couldn't still help but feel a little used still. "Ok...you essentially just admitted to using me like a pawn in your little plan...But, then you also helped me achieve something I never would have thought possible..." She paused a moment as she drew in closer to Amy. "Did you mean what you said back there in the lab?" She arched a brow getting closer. "Because if you did...then I might just have to take you up on your offer..." 

 "Every word."   

 Amy cupped a hand to Sarah's breast, nibbling on it just a bit, admiring how taught it felt even to her. "You're beautiful, and brilliant, and ambitious, conscientious, and all those other important things. I look at you and I think 'I want to hug this girl so tight the atoms crack' and now I could actually get snuggles in return. I promise its a nice place to work, you'll fit right in." 

 Sarah gasped a bit feeling the nibbling on on of her breasts. "I...mmm...FUCK IT!" She swept up the malamute into a tight embrace and then set about groping body of the malamute. "In case that wasn't clear enough, count me in working wherever you came from...and more!" 

 "More and more!" Amy bent down to Sarah's stomach, sucking greedily on her abs. "You and me vs. the world," She said playfully as she nipped at the tips of Sarah's chest, "You're my lunch and all be yours, every weekday at eleven, you and me forever!" Amy put her mouth around Sarah's chest and began to drink in earnest. The milk was as thick as mercury, and had an indescribable flavor; but because it tasted like Sarah it was the best thing Amy had ever eaten. She hurriedly went from tit to tit, sucking pounds of the fluid down greedily.   

 Sarah was gasping in pleasure as Amy took tit to her mouth and switched from each one. She was clearly getting a kick out of this as much as Sarah was, let alone getting endlessly turned on by it. The amount of that milk that she drank was incalculable, but it seemed no matter how much the gold malamute drank, her breasts instantly refilled back to capacity.

"Ahh, now THAT was satisfying," Amy whispered. She looked about to say something else, then doubled over. "Ohgodwhat? It hurts. It... AUGH!" Amy fell to her knees, driving a crater into the floor. She began breathing heavily. Every exhale blew the floor in front of her into shrapnel, sending shards of metal across the room. "Sarah?" Amy stood up in a start, the sheer force of her rise causing a sonic boom as the roof rose a foot before falling again. The malamute reached her hand, eventually resting it on Sarah's thigh, begging for help.

It hurt. Amy was quivering, resting her hand as delicately as she could, and it hurt.

"Get me out of here."   

Sarah blinked as Amy doubled over and almost in a panic seemed to try and help only to be stopped as it seemed like her body was undergoing something that the silver dragoness had caused with her milk laden breasts. A sonic boom of great force erupted as soon as she stood up. Was her strength increasing to even greater levels now? "Fascinating. I will have to look into the science of this later,"she said under her breath. But for the moment was Amy and getting her out of her. Sarah nodded to her and scooped her in to muscled arms and jumped off the group, wings spreading as they both burst through the root towards the sky. Sarah picked a random direction until the city was starting to become distant... 

 Amy calmed down somewhat, being held in Sarah's arms. They felt delicate and soft, but the shape was unmistakable and their size was still comforting. Amy was almost impressed that Sarah could still lift her. "That way, please." Amy said, pointing somewhat southeast. Unfortunately, she moved her arm a bit too quickly, and knocked Sarah's wing back, almost dropping them from the sky. "Sorry. I'll just... curl up here, try not to do anything until we get there."

Amy settled in for a long flight, looking her hero in the face. She really did look good as a dragon. Amy felt terrible having to manipulate her, but she looked good. Unnatural STRENGTH was a new transformation, as far as she was concerned, and it'd make an excellent addition to the labs. Still though, the fact that it was contagious was... worrying. Amy had enough modifications of her own. Adding hyperstrength to that would be dangerous. Especially if the effects compounded. ESPECIALLY especially if the effects continued.

Sarah's breasts were staring Amy right in the face. Sarah loved science, Amy knew this. Surely what Sarah would want would be for Amy to keep drinking, to prove it could continue or not. The flight could take hours, they needed something to do. Amy started drinking again, intending to go the whole way home. 

 The dragoness continued flapping further and away form the city, and even as she was going in the direction of where Amy had pointed she was actually starting to break a sweat. The massive breasts were being sucked on were still feeding into Amy and her growing strength and weight. Sarah herself wasn't getting any stronger and even after a few more flaps she lost grip of the gold malamute. "OH no!" She watched as Amy started to fall from her grasp, and just as she thought about dive bombing her to try and catch her, her weight must have been so great that it meant also falling like a meteor? 

 Amy looked down with regret. She'd always kinda suspected that it'd be her labs that destroyed the world, but she never thought it'd be her specifically, yet here she was. She'd gotten too greedy, now she was hurtling towards the planet like a meteor, about to strike with such force that she didn't think civilization would do too well. There was nothing around to slow her, nothing to bounce off, nothing that could possibly compete with her any more, not even Sarah. She'd ruined her only pair of wings.

A feather caught Amy's eye as she buried her face in her hands. Amy looked with a start to see fluffy golden wings of her own had sprouted from her back. Unwilling to look a miracle in the eye, she began trying to slow her descent. Every flap stripped trees from the nearby forest and sent tons of dirt into the air, but she slowed, and it would be minor compared to what could happen. Eventually she slowed to a near stop, landing as delicately as she could on the ground, leaving a crater of only a hundred feet before coming to a stop. As she stood in the destruction, she could feel her heartbeat sending an earthquake through the surrounding countryside. Not too high on the Richter scale, but still enough to shake the plate. She whispered as delicately as she could.

"Sarah, I'm sorry. The emergency cleanup crew should find us here, let's just wait. I'll do anything I can to even us out again." Then Amy added, almost involuntarily, "I don't want anything to EVER be too heavy for you." The malamute seemingly forgetting her own unnatural wings as she looked for the dragon. 

 Sarah was taken aback by the sudden and rapid change that had occurred as Amy hurtled down towards the ground. To see fluffy golden wings sprout from her back as the silver scaled dragoness hovered there was quite amazing. "Well...either my milk is causing some additional changes in her aside the rapid weight and strength increase...or...she is changing to meet the demands of her situation..."

Sarah floated down towards the crater that she was, despite a soft landing. It just meant despite the look and appearance of her body, her weight was incalculable at the moment. And of course was her strength. "Amy! Are you alright?" She gasped as she jogged lightly over to her. "I am sorry that I lost grip! You go so heavy so suddenly..." She canted her head to the side noting the wings again. "But it seems things have worked out for the better. I think it would be est if we refrain from drinking my milk..." She winked a bit knowing full well that couldn't really stop her at this point, but also seeming to nod at the fact it felt damn good when she sucked it down. 

 Amy stood as still as she could, speaking quietly but still outputting enough air to force Sarah to dig her claws into the ground for stability. "I'll try to restrain myself. You've got quite an addictive quality to you, though, and I don't think I can wait forever." Amy smiled, "Just between you and me, though, I've called for help. There's a panic room back at the labs where we can find out just how strong I am." Amy drew a wing back, pulling Sarah over to her and catching her in massive arms, before shifting her to a bridal carry and looking down at her.

"Then we can find out just how strong you are. Then we can make sure you're just as strong as I am. Then we can both just keep going up until the atoms crack. You have no IDEA how sexy you are to me right now, and I want to make sure us being a pair of 'tens' measures on the richter scale, but I'm not sure you can take it right now." Amy's voice fell. "I feel kinda bad about that actually, stealing your thunder and all. I really didn't do that much to the project. So if, y'know, you want to bury yourself nice and deep in my tits I'm gonna hope REALLY HARD there's a reciprocal effect." 

 The smaller amazon growled a bit playfully as she was picked up. "Mmmm...well, those wings do seem to add a bit of an effect you." She grinned a bit as she leaned a bit closer to Amy's huge stonking breasts. "Mmmm, don't worry about my project...I would say the results are quite spectacular if you ask me." She inched closer and closer to a nipple until she herself began to latch onto it and starting sucking with all of her might.
 The hyper malamute gasped at the feeling of Sarah's tongue on her nipple. She tried to restrain herself, only letting out the smallest trickle of liquid, but she needn't have bothered. Her milk came out like molten gold, thick and syrupy, white hot and priceless, slowly rolling down the dragon's throat. The metallic tang might have been unpleasant for most beings, but to Sarah's new dragon biology it was the first real nurturing thing she felt. As she drank, her muscles slowly grew. At rest her appearance remained the same, but every so often she'd involuntarily flex, and her peaks would rise higher than moments before, then higher again. Her strength multiplied in tandem, intent to delicately rest her jaw becoming a bit that could clip through steel, effortlessly. At the pinpricks of pressure, at being able to feel Sarah's strength once again, Amy redoubled her nursing, hoping to pump Sarah up more and more. 

 She could feel her strength increasing, but also her body expanding and growing. And while not in a drastic way, her muscles seemed to grow and expand but then compress back down to the size that she was at. The golden liquid that flowed down her through only seemed to energize her more as she drank. Harder and harder she sucked down the milk as it seemed to go straight into her body for powering up as opposed to filling. One could hear the slight audible stretching of her muscles growing, but other than that, it appeared that the silver dragoness would easily catch up to the malamute in terms of strength and weight in no time. 

 Amy held her paramour tight to her chest, listening carefully to the subtle stretch and creak of her growth, admiring as her weight began increasing to the point Amy could actually perceive it. She sighed as their heartbeats began to synchronize. Unnaturally slow, powerful thuds that shook the world around them. Highly trained athletes could occasionally get their rates as low as 40 BPM; but as Amy felt calm wash over her, the shake of distant trees told her that the pair of them couldn't have been higher than 20.

She wondered what it would take to tire them. If she could run laps around the world without breaking a sweat, if she could dive to the Mariana trench before needing a breath, if she could fuck Sarah silly for seven days and seven knights before needing so much as a glass of water. She held her dragon ever tighter, enjoying the feeling of putting pressure on something without breaking it. She couldn't wait until the safe room. When she could really let loose.

...

Eventually, the crew did arrive. A cat in a coat and a horse as powerfully built as the beasts in the crater approached without a word, the horse picking up the embracing pair and pulling them towards an emergency sealed chamber. In another few minutes they'd be in their own little world. 

 A look between them acknowledged how close they were to being on the same unreasonable level. Surely even the slightest movement would be enough now for either one of them cause volcanoes erupt seas to part and break around their bodies. Sarah mind too had begun to wonder just what possibilities was in store for the both them? Would the sex be mind blowing? Would world bend to their will. Perhaps with a bit of practice as their bodies acclimated, a blink of an eye woudn't cause minor earth quakes 500 miles away.

Sarah to guess their stamina and endurance as well had reached levels that having sex for days straight was not out of the question. But then one had to wonder what their orgasm were going to be like. Earth shattering, surely. Possibly also literally. There was simply no telling just how much of their own juices would be produced as result of it... 

 Amy quivered in anticipation, causing a look of worry to come over the horse carrying her holding chamber. The device was in advance of any tech in the world, but its capacity wasn't infinite, and it was slowly beginning to crack. It held until the sealed room was reached, though. A white void room reinforced endlessly, kept out of sync with the rest of the universe so that only measurements could escape. The lovers chambers were placed inside, landing with a delicate 'whump' before the seals were engaged and a gold fist tore out of the lesser containment.

Amy leapt into Sarah's pod, plowing through the capsule effortlessly and slamming her to the floor, leaning over her partner and slamming one arm against the floor. A distant light read '10^17' her one arm releasing as much energy as Krakatoa. "I have waited TOO LONG for this. So my dear," Amy bent down, drinking from Sarah greedily once again, "how many fingers do you want?" Amy slowly glided her hand down Sarah's abs, slowly, agonizingly moving to her nethers.
 
 Sarah was just as eager to finally let loose. The destroyed pod crumbled around them into minuscule dust particles. Sarah moaned as she was drank from, her arms flailing around the room such destructive force. She wasn't quite sure about the number readouts, just the the obnoxious pleasure that she was feeling. By the time Amy's fingers had gotten down to her nethers, she was leaking so much fluid there that it was a constant flow. Oh and that clit..the powerful nerve center had swelled quite a bit, it looked about the size of a small rock at the moment. "All of them," She purred, causing a rumble and reverberation around the chamber. She licked her lips at the thought drinking more from Amy...ready for more strength and action. 

 Amy leaned down, draping her tits over Sarah's face as she struggled to reach her quim without releasing those delicious delicious tits. Amy dipped her hand in, entire massive appendage gliding in effortlessly despite the blast-crucible squeezing it from all sides. Her four fingers bent like a pianist, delicately exploring the depths as the thumb remained behind to brush across that clit as delicately as possible, feeling it plump up against the appendage.   

 The dragon latched onto a nipple and eagerly began to drink from that fountain of power. Almost immediately her muscles began to creak and expand adding more and more strength. And it seemed even her clitoris began to grow all the more seeming getting a bit longer, thicker, almost like it was forming a shaft as it flexed and stretch with each gulp. Her sucking seemed to get even stronger with each passing second as she guzzled down that milk. 

 The dog gasped as the clit began swelling against her thumb, more to rub every second. She encouraged it as best she could, withdrawing her hand to focus on it entirely, fluffing it up, willing herself to lactate harder, to grow Sarah more. Bit by bit the virgin shaft swelled, fluffing into Amy's grip and hardening past diamonds. Amy focused on sculpting it, willing it into a real dick, and whether she had any real influence or not eventually 18 inches of glorious silver rising into the air.

Sarah shuddered as she orgasmed, a spray of silver juices skipping across the floor and into the distance as the hole in her new dick opened in the face of the fountain. As a boobgasm flooded Amy's throat, the husky took a step back. The rain from the dick landing on her back... she felt it... it tingled... but more importantly; she could FEEL herself getting stronger. Strong as she was, beyond everything as she was, there was once again a PERCEIVABLE difference, just from the cum. At the mere thought of improving so much more, Amy came.

Her jet went out of control, hammering Sarah into the floor and lighting a distant readout of 10^20. The energy of an entire world in a year, packed into an explosive orgasm... all over her dragon paramour. It bubbled and steamed, and wherever it touched the dragon explosively doubled in size... before shrinking back down into a delicately proportioned neutron star of a woman. If their juices were so much more potent, so much more volatile, there was nothing standing in their way. Amy stood over Sarah, slowly lowering herself onto the dick, wings fluffed and widened for stability, as she moaned. 

 Sarah now had a full on shaft, one that a pulsing part of her body. And of god did it feel good. With a roar of pleasure she had orgasmed in multiple places it seemed. Her breasts were spouting out her milk like no tomorrow, her own shaft was pounding out more cum than she thought was possible...though knowing what she was becoming...(what was she becoming? Some kind of unstoppable sex goddess was for sure...). She could feel the strength in her grow, almost like it was increasing exponentially...Amy's juices must be that much more potent. And that was just the first orgasm. With a even more powered up body, would her shaft grow again? "I'm not even tired! MORE!" She growled as she saw Amy just lower herself down on to the pulsing shaft.

The grip was vice like in nature, nay black hole like. It was pure bliss at this point. Sarah began to buck her hips up into the golden malamute with such force that even the walls around them seemed to almost break before reinforcing themselves. Her silver scaled arms reached up with a force and grip to bring to her down to her hips tenderly, but the read out read something incalcuable, or at least it was unreadable to her angrily passionate and blurred red eyes.

"This is the best sex...I have heard had!" She moaned, not even breaking a sweat. Oh it was going to be a very long time before either one of them would get tired. And already she was building towards a most destructive orgasm that was for sure. 

 Up and down Amy bobbed. She kept pace as thoughts swirled within her. Should she finger the dragon, cup her chest? What should she do to make this sex better? Every time she thought she'd have an answer, another gout of pre would fill her up, another order of magnitude would add to her power, another spasm of mind cracking pleasure would flood through her and every thought would wipe from her mind. Her own body was all the skill she needed, her vagina rippling around the member slowly growing inside her. They were a perfect fit, made for fucking each other... and made in a way in which nothing else could be.

Ten to the twenty fourth... to the twenty fifth... to the twenty sixth... Amy's strength rose at a rate unparalleled, Sarah now keeping perfectly even as they went. The waves of one outdoing the other only to be outdone in turn kept the time as they kept at it. Amy remembered being in several different positions, but here she was still riding. 

 Saray wasn't even sure how much time had passed, as the pleasure and bliss was all that she seemed to care about at the moment. It was a not stop fucking session of rolling around, switching positions. Not a moment was wasted in their fucking. The idea of getting 'fucked silly' was welly beyond them at this point. But try as she might to hold back the impending orgasm was about to come with great force. Sarah could only muster a rumbling roar that seemed to shake the very fabric of space and him. The damn broke. 

 The dick inside Amy seized, swelling to several times its size as it unloaded inside her, pumping gallons into her depths to be absorbed in a flash as she rode harder and harder, her own pleasure building to a crescendo. At her peak, she screamed, world flickering as she did so and released, bumping the readouts to 10^29. Amy was literally cumming with the force of a thousand suns, and she didn't ever want to stop. If that was round fifty, she wanted five million. If that wasn't round one, well... she could just say it was until they got tired. Amy rose off of Sarah, laying on her back and spreading wide, ready to take a shift as the bottom for a change. 

 The silver titan began to thrust like there was no tomorrow (In this world beyond time, perhaps there wasn't.) Even as the oceans stopped, her orgasm on the same level as Amy's, she began anew, though this time with a much more...active pace. Perhaps it was the dragon in her that wanted to go whole hog. With a roar and rough rumble, the new rhythm that she had was in short blazingly fast and strong. Earth shattering force seemed to behind every thrust, and it only seemed to get stronger. She was ready to pump gallons into her again it seemed. 

 The golden one rode out the waves of bliss as best she could, pleasure as great now as ever, but she found herself thinking much more clearly. Something deep inside her, something... beautiful... was awakening. She looked Sarah in the eyes, a perfect peephole between her own perfect tits and thought 'I might actually love this woman'. She looked at the beast pumping into her with all the world's rotational energy and thought that as great as it was, and despite the fact that there would always be more... there could be more of more. As Sarah's orgasm built once again, a tingle started in Amy's wings, pulling close to her, hinting at... something. Sarah continued to thrust and pump, that death addling pleasure seeming to flow back to the furthest parts of her mind. She was starting to think...clearly? It was an odd sight, but the red eyes of the silver dragoness locked with Amy's's and for the briefest of moments, she could sense a spark...love? Sarah had all but worked months with the malamute, and not once had even considered the thought, but here she was, the feelings welling up inside of her. Just a few short...who knows how may moments ago she was human turned dragoness by accident and sabotage, but now she was lover of the worlds strongest being. Sarah's tail some how managed to entwine with the gold malalmutes as something was building... 

 They came simultaneously. Fluids as thick as neutron stars swapped at rapid speeds, pleasure as intense as a thousand lifetime's highlights, ran rampant through them. They both felt their strength rise one more time... one more climax of impossibility... and then it stopped.

Amy and Sarah faced one another, looking over inhumanly perfect bodies. They were floating in the air, faces flushed with afterglow, and they just started laughing. They could feel each other's minds, read what the other was thinking. They could sense every aspect of the void they inhabited and demand it be more. They could feel their own strength and regulate it down to the drop. Out of nostalgia, Amy grinned and pulled a bottle of champagne out of her chest once again, where there had been nothing moments before, producing a pair of flutes without breaking them and pouring them each a glass.

"Sarah dear, I think we need another toast. Call Zeus and mock the shit out of him, because we just ascended into goddesses by FUCKING."   

 Her partner floated idly beside her, smiling down at the revelation. She smiled in laughter and then took glass, toasting with golden goddess of a malamute. The silver dragoness raised her glass to her lips, while also flexing. Her bicep began to inflate, rising with control, getting density and vascularity well. And she was only flexing it a little bit as the bicep rose above her head. "Mmmm...Amy...This is quite possibly the greatest thing...that has every happened to me...us!" She grinned a bit as she unflexed, watching the bicep slowly deflate.

 
 "Don't be silly," Amy flexed her own arm, watching it slowly rise up and up without limit before getting bored and relaxing once again, "This is the greatest thing that has ever happened to ANYBODY." Amy paused. "Unfortunately, there is one problem. One absolutely disastrous demand on our times that can't be worked around." 

 Sarah arched a brow and then nodded to her. "Hmmm?" She already knew, but she had to hear the words come from Amy herself. She adjusted herself slightly as she floated there. "Greatest thing that has happened to anybody...accidentally?" She grinned again at the malamute. "And what pray tell can't be worked around?" 

 "Wellll," Amy gestured, "After all that, I'm not sure they'll buy that we're 'not a threat' and 'safe to allow into the world at large'. Which pretty much means breaking an unbreakable prison. Which means we'll have to be EVEN STRONGER than we are now if we want to hang out someplace other than a white void." Amy swept Sarah off her feet once again, "Which means 'C'mere you.'"