A New Perspective

The gentle purr of the door opening broke the silence. A canine figure stepped through, placing the large black duffel bag it held on the ground near the door. He turned, tapping on the control panel on the wall, and the door sealed shut.

Teryx eyed him warily from where he sat bound. Captain Zedd… A long time ago he was someone to look up to. Someone that Teryx based his dreams on. That wolf was a shining beacon to him.

But now?

Now, Teryx sat trussed up in a steel chair, stripped down to his bare skin, his weapons and communicator confiscated. On the floor next to him, strewn about untidily, sat his clothes. His team had no idea where he was, or that he’d even been captured. He was entirely alone.

As if noticing him for the first time, Zedd turned toward him, his padded feet soft against the ground as he approached, kicking aside Teryx’s clothing. His fur, once a brilliant, glossy amber, had greyed over the years, and Teryx couldn’t help but notice the various battle scars that lined his body—or the slight limp he carried with every step.

The pair’s eyes remained locked on one another, like a dagger gazing into a mirror. Whilst Zedd’s lips tugged into a smirk, Teryx’s refused to budge. Not until Zedd had come within a few steps of him.

“What do you want with me?” Teryx growled.

The wolf remained silent. Instead of stopping in front of him, he continued to move around the chair, and as he slid around behind it he reached out a paw. Touching. Feeling.

Teryx snorted and shifted his head to the side, but the wolf’s hand followed. Scratchy fur against his shoulder, riding up toward his face. It trailed across his furry cheek, then curved up onto his snout. The other hand followed, kneading at his face, squeezing the bridge of his nose and pinching his cheeks. One swept up across his hair and the other flicked at his ears, examining them as they bounced back.

They drew away without warning, leaving a tingling sensation rippling across Teryx’s skin. Zedd stepped back around and squatted in front of the chair. Still smirking, he reached out.

“Hey!” Teryx squawked. Zedd’s paws pressed against his bare chest, feeling down the scaly skin and pressing at the muscles beneath it. They circled around his abs, slid beneath his arms, before working their way down. Across his stomach, and then further down, fingers featherlight as they reached—

Suddenly going very stiff, Teryx let out an indignant snort as the wolf’s hands found his slit. He buckled against the chair, nostrils flared and eyes bulged. Not there! What the hell—not there!

But Zedd ignored his discomfort, and his hands remained in place. His fingers tapped against the sensitive flesh, traced shapes over and around it. His other hand dipped below to stroke his balls. Zedd grazed his thumb across each orb individually as if he was examining produce. The squirming, writhing dragon seemingly just a bonus purchase.

“The hell are you doing?” All the threat in the question was offset by his trembling voice. Teryx snorted, trying to twist his hips away, but the metal cuffs held him firmly in place. “Get off! D-Don’t— Don’t touch me—ngh…”

Too late. As the wolf had continued to pat and fondle him, Teryx’s body had kicked into gear. Rippling waves of heat fluttered through his skin and wormed into the pit of his stomach, egged on by the unwanted touching, and soon enough his cock had begun swelling. Bulging. Straining to break through the sensitive flesh of his slit.

No! Teryx chewed his lip, then his tongue, but nothing worked. The wolf kept touching, kept groping him, a finger now riding the seat of the chair and grazing against his taint. Weakness took his legs, and Teryx whimpered as his cock finally spilled out into the open.

Hot, heavy and thick. It quivered at the cool air of the room, and once again as Zedd took it into his paw. Stroking up and down, teasing the head. Every touch had Teryx hissing in forced delight—his heart thundered, his brows furrowed, but his snout bore a half snarl, half moan.

He couldn’t stop himself from groaning as Zedd took it into his mouth.

F-Fuck… Fuuck. The heat. The pressure. Teryx bucked his hips, his breath seizing up on the way in.

The wolf took him all at once, lips wrapped around his teeth. He pushed down until Teryx’s cock smacked the back of his throat, until Teryx could feel the wolf’s wet nose pressed against his crotch. Zedd held the position for what felt like hours before finally pulling off with a slick pop, letting Teryx’s cock rest against his snout for a few seconds. The wolf licked up the length, his tongue running over the ridges on the way back to the head.

And then he went right back down, taking him all the way to the base, but not stopping this time. Teryx groaned as the wolf worked, his entire body rocking in the chair. Every nerve was erupting as he neared an orgasm he didn’t want. As stars danced in his eyes and the pleasure built and built—

“Ahh—-F-Fuck…” he groaned. His cock spasmed in the wolf’s mouth, spilling his orgasm.

Greedily, Zedd lapped for it. Teryx felt his throat tensing as he swallowed, felt his tongue slide around to collect the taste. It took a few seconds for him to finally pull off, licking his lips lewdly.

And finally, as Teryx melted into the waning high of his orgasm, the wolf spoke.

“Perfect,” he husked, staring Teryx directly in the eye. He made a show of licking his lips once again, stains of white on his tongue. “You’ll make a fine vessel.”

As the wolf stood, Teryx’s head spun, mind awash with post orgasm bliss. Perfect? Vessel? What was he talking about?

The wolf offered no answer. He simply padded off to the far side of the room, behind the chair where Teryx couldn’t see. A zipper. Clothing and belts being thrown to the floor. The sound of a drawer opening and closing. Footsteps leading back to him.

“Agh—!”

A sharp prick against his ear. The wolf was fitting something against it, guiding a thin piece of metal into the canal. Teryx whipped his head to the side, but no amount of struggling would dislodge it. What the hell was it?

Zedd circled back around to face him, wearing a similar device in his left ear. Teryx didn’t dare look elsewhere—because the wolf was now just as naked as he was. Just a quick, inadvertent glance had caught sight of the wolf’s erection, hanging firm between his legs.

Grinning at him, Zedd raised his hand to the device in his ear, and a loud beep sounded.

Teryx groaned. A burning heat rushed to his head. The world around him began to spin and twist—

And then he was falling, hurtling into the core of the planet like an asteroid, plummeting into never ending darkness. His throat, his chest—crushed by the pressure. The overwhelming weight of the void pressing in on him. Words lost on his lips. Everything dark. Everything wrong.

And then there was light. Teryx jolted backwards as his eyes opened, smacking into the wall behind him. Metal crackled. Sparks hissed right next to his ear, and something shattered against the ground. Everything still spinning, still swimming around him. Blurry. A mess of colours and shapes. The room looked wrong, unfamiliar. He raised a hand to his snout—and his fingers found fur.

Fur?

Teryx glanced up, eyes searching for answers—and his heart stopped. Directly across from him was… was him. His body—his face— grinning back at him. He watched it strain against the metallic cuffs: working its way around the security systems with ease, like it knew what to do, knew exactly where to pull and how much force to use, tensing the muscles with strength it shouldn’t have. The creaking and groaning of metal filled the surrounding air, finally being replaced with a loud pop as the cuffs came loose.

And then, as it pulled itself up, free of the bindings, he heard it—

His voice.

“Well, well…” it said, in a tone far darker than normal. Teryx cowered against the wall as his body approached from the chair with slow, sauntering steps, watching the way it moved, the way it poked and prodded along its scales, flexing its muscles. It… it was like looking in a mirror, except the mirror wasn’t copying him.

It was him.

Its lips curved into a sneer, and again his cold voice filled his ears. Raising a hand, it examined its arm. “Mm, perfect. Such strength.”

Teryx’s head lurched. He cradled it in his hand— the feeling of fur against his skin wrong. W-What… What was going on? Why…

“W-What—-” The words burned in his throat. Teryx choked on them as they left his mouth— wrinkling his now canine snout. That… That wasn’t his voice.

His body—the dragon opposite him, moved in just then. Still with those slow, gentle steps, caressing the ground under both feet.

“Confused?” The dragon purred at him. “It might take you some time to adjust. But don’t worry—”

His body trailed off as it spoke, sliding in closer and closer, looping both arms around Teryx’s neck. With a smirk, the dragon leaned in, touching both their snouts and cocks together. “You’ll have plenty of time to get used to it. Trust me.”

What?

Teryx furrowed his brow. His breath fell harsh, crackling as it left his mouth. This—This couldn’t be happening. He studied the face before him—his face, searching those large, amber eyes—desperate for it to be some kind of trick. An illusion. That couldn’t be his body. He was supposed to be in his body.

“What have you done?” His voice came out in a weird, rattling croak. Deep, old.

The dragon staring back at him licked his lips, still smiling, and through the reflection of his eyes Teryx’s own expression glistened with pure fear.

“Made some improvements. I needed a change in pace after all those years,” the dragon said, rolling his hips forward as he spoke. “Your body was a perfect choice.”

Teryx stiffened and drew in a tight breath, suddenly all too aware of the wanting erection hanging between his legs. A stubborn heat roared in his stomach but he ignored it.

This couldn’t be happening. This—This was impossible! He had to find a way out of this mess!

The device! Teryx strained to reach his left ear, where he’d seen Zedd place the weird metallic object before, but his hand found nothing but fur.

“One time use only, I’m afraid,” Zedd said with a purr, motioning at the sparking lump of metal on the ground. “No refunds.”

With bells rattling through his head, Teryx pushed off the wall, forcing his new body to move in ways it hadn’t for years, but it lasted only a second. Zedd caught him and shoved him back, his arms like iron bars holding him in place.

And this time, his grin bore fangs and his eyes twinkled.

“Going somewhere?” he purred, his claws digging into Teryx’s skin like tiny knives. “Can’t let the villainous Zedd escape now, can we?”

Teryx almost choked. This time, his voice rolled out in a growl. “My name is Teryx!”

Zedd’s expression darkened. Madness sparkled in his eyes, and Teryx’s stomach sank like lead.

“Not anymore.”

With a sudden pull, Zedd tore Teryx away from the wall, using his superior strength to guide him toward a metal table at the far side of the room. Even as he struggled and kicked, the villain’s grip was always that bit stronger. Always just a step ahead of him. The body had the strength, and his mind had the experience.

Teryx no longer had any of it. The wolf’s body was crumbling; the legs buckled unevenly and the muscles strained for long-lost strength. Compared to his own body, the wolf’s was no match.

Zedd wrestled him down onto the table with little effort, reaching up to yank his arms into what appeared to be a pair of small sensors. A hum vibrated down the length of the table, and with a metallic SCHLINK a pair of steel cuffs sealed around both his wrists, locking them in place.

“Ngh—no!” Teryx croaked, snout scrunched as he tried to free himself. When that didn’t work, he went back to kicking at Zedd, trying to knock him off guard, but the villain easily stepped backwards out of range.

“Such incredible strength,” Zedd said, moving around to the side of the table. “It’s a wonder you were ever caught. This body—This form. So much power.”

As he spoke, he trailed his hands over muscles, pinching at the tough scales spread across his body. Teryx’s stomach twisted at the sight of Zedd openly stroking his cock. It—It was wrong. Someone else parading about in his body and—and touching it. The vertigo came back in one horrible wave as he watched.

Zedd paused, locking eyes with him. “It seems like you didn’t understand how to use this power. How to use this body to its fullest extent.”

Teryx snorted. The cuffs were grinding his skin red. “And—ngh—you do?”

Without answering, Zedd stepped forward, holding his cock in one hand, and Teryx gasped as the hot length landed on his nose. The heavy, masculine scent of his own body seeped into his nostrils, forcing his fur to stand on end.

“I’ve had plenty of experience,” Zedd answered at last, nudging his cock from side to side. “I’ve lived a long, long life, you see. Hopping between bodies, taking over the lives of unwitting heroes like you. Didn’t you ever wonder why Team Star betrayed everyone all those years ago? Why their Captain Zedd suddenly turned to a life of crime?”

Teryx stiffened, his throat tight. A hard rock settled into the pit of his stomach, and his mind spun like a record.

“You?”

“That’s right.” Zedd smiled. “Poor little Zedd. So much promise as a hero. His body was perfect for me back then. Young, powerful. But look at it now. Past its prime. Battered and scarred.”

Teryx snorted once again as the cock on his nose slid down, rubbing against his lips instead.

“And then you came along.” Zedd flashed his teeth. “A powerful young dragon, with an established team and resources, no less.”

Ice slid into Teryx’s chest. He didn’t want to hear this. Not—Not this!

But Zedd continued.

“You were perfect for me. The perfect vessel. And now you’re all mine.” The dragon’s eyes lit up with pure malice. “All mine. And you dragons have a very, very long lifespan, don’t you?”

Teryx’s breath quickened. The room spun and swerved and his brain felt like hellfire. No—No this couldn’t be happening!

“You won’t get away with this!” he choked as Zedd retreated, his lips now free of his former body’s need. The taste and scent of it still hung in the air, a pleasant, lightly spiced musk that tickled his canine nose. Teryx kept his eyes on him as he moved, puffed out his tight, trembling chest and tried his best to sound threatening. “The others will know. My team will figure it out! They’ll realise something’s wrong with you!”

A crack, a wobble in his tone. Teryx worried his lower lip.

Zedd just continued smirking without response. He moved down the table, and Teryx jumped as his scaly hands grazed across bare fur. Touching places that made him leap from his skin, places that made his tail twitch, little junctures that made his stomach swoop. Of course Zedd would know them all—this used to be his body.

Once he reached the end of the table, Zedd paused, stroking his cock with one hand.

“I think it’s time to test this new body out, don’t you?”

At that moment, Teryx aimed a kick right at Zedd’s face, but the villain was too quick. With reflexes alien to that body, Zedd caught his leg mid flight, gripping the ankle tight enough that—ngh, fuck! He couldn’t move it!

Panic rippled across him and Teryx flailed his spare leg—which Zedd caught with just as much ease. Claws nipped through fur into skin.

Zedd laughed. “Seems like you agree. Thank you for helping me get you in position.”

Teryx’s breath caught in his throat. Position?

With his legs hoisted as they were, Zedd easily tugged them apart and to the side. Teryx realised his mistake only as Zedd slid forward, and a thick heat rolled across his underside. Grazing up, then down. Side to side. Tracing little circles against the ring of nerves beneath his tail. Only now did Teryx realise how slick it was, prepared by lube ahead of time.

A harsh gasp. Teryx’s nostrils flared and his legs flailed. His eyes bulged. Every inch of him went stone cold.

No—No no no no! “No!”

He stared at Zedd with wild, pleading eyes, shaking his head. Zedd stared back with hooded eyes drowned in lust.

And he pushed in.

Thick, impossible heat pierced him, spreading him out inch by inch by inch. Teryx choked on his own breath. His brows furrowed as fire licked at his stomach.

It filled him smoothly, the wolf’s body pre-lubed body easily accepting the thick, ridged length. No pain. No discomfort.

Only complete shame.

“Fuuuuck…” Zedd groaned. His draconic face was contorted in a snarl; snout wrinkled, eyes pinched and brows raised. “Fuuuuuck yeah—Yeeeeeah.”

The sound of his own voice had Teryx’s head spinning, but he couldn’t block it out. It rattled around his head, replaying over and over and over as Zedd continued to fill him. His body accepted it so easily, willingly.

He gasped as Zedd bottomed out.

Every inch filled him. Spread him. That impossible heat was everywhere inside him, oozing into every inch of his body. A groan rippled through his throat, followed by a canine whine.

And then Zedd fucked him.

“Yeaaaah—”

Moving slow at first, pulling back gently. Every inch felt like a mile as it slid out of him, an inferno gushing off the flesh in waves. Teryx’s breath squeaked out from his lips as Zedd drew closer and closer to pulling out entirely, before shoving his way back in with one, long push.

The table rattled. Teryx gasped. Zedd groaned, tapping his fingers against Teryx’s leg. He licked his lips, and Teryx caught his wild gaze with fearful eyes.

Without looking away, Zedd picked up the pace.

“This is so much—ngh—better,” he groaned, wrinkling his snout and punctuating the last word with a long, hard shove.

The smack of skin against skin flooded the room, along with the smell of sex. Teryx stifled a whine of pure horror as—as he watched his own body fuck him. Use him. Ram into him with a force that could split stars. Static rattled around his mind, trying to make sense of the sight.

And yet, to his horror, his cock was still rock hard and twitching between his legs.

Go down! He wanted to scream at it, but the only thing to escape his throat was a strangled gasp. Zedd thrust in once, twice, before speeding up again, and this time Teryx couldn’t stop himself from groaning.

“Ngh—haaa…” Brows furrowed, nostrils flaring, eyes hooded. Every push—Every time Zedd slid into him, the small bundle of nerves inside him erupted. Pleasure racked his body, spreading like wildfire across his skin and burrowing deep into his nerves.

B-But—

“Yeah—Yeah—Enjoying it?” Zedd said, his breath falling harsh from his lips between words. “Got you all nice and prepared for this before I came in here. Spread myself out nice and wide just for this—all ready for the swap.”

Zedd’s eyes flickered down to the straining erection between Teryx’s legs. He smirked, snorting air from his snout.

“Oh yeah, you’re enjoying it alright.”

N-No! No! Teryx wanted to scream but the words wouldn’t come, each one swallowed by the next thrust of Zedd’s cock. The next piercing stab of heat, of pleasure.

His eyes fluttered, transfixed on the sight before him. Of his old body standing above him, confident, cocky, fucking him with such reckless abandon. The knowing grin, the way sweat glistened across his muscular chest. Teryx’s cock twitched, his entire body going rigid, and absolute ice poured into his stomach.

He was going to come.

Every part of his body turned to rock, tensing up all at the same time. Teryx inadvertently squeezed around Zedd’s cock, and within seconds a loud, lustful purr echoed through the room. Zedd’s movements became more rigid, more forceful as he fucked Teryx. Pushing deeper, harder, faster.

“H-Haa… Fuck… Fuuuuck…”

Every thrust, every smack, echoed through Teryx’s ears, drowning out everything else.

Zedd fucked him harder.

“Gotta show you your place—” Panting. The words barely clear between harsh breaths. “Pinned beneath me, being used and owned like the slutty little wolf you are.”

Teryx whined. Not a wolf! He wasn’t a wolf! He was a dragon! He’d always been a dragon!

But the ‘dragon’ before him said differently. His own face twisted into a sneer, his own voice raspy and dripping with lust.

“You’re—fuck—mine.”

One last push, one last thrust, and Zedd went stiff. His voice crackled, his breath shook, and as his movements turned erratic and wild, heat spilled into Teryx’s body.

Stars danced across his eyes. Teryx’s body went just as stiff, and without being touched his cock spasmed, shooting one long streak of heat out onto his chest. The remainder of it dribbled down the side of his cock, soaking into the fur of his crotch. Teryx let out a loud, desperate whine as he came, momentarily forgetting everything. Blocking everything else out. Imagining he was back in his cabin, enjoying his time alone, back in his own body.

But when he finally sailed back down from orgasm, the horrible reality of the situation hit him like a brick wall.

Zedd towered over him, panting hard, eyes glazed. They stared at one another for what felt like years, before Zedd finally pulled himself out with a slick pop.

He grinned, flashing teeth. “Just like I thought. This body’s definitely a keeper.”

Mind awash from post-orgasm bliss, Teryx could only stare back through hooded, glassy eyes as Zedd piloted his body away, leaving him strapped to the table. This couldn’t be happening. This couldn’t be real.

Teryx gave the handcuffs a weak, indignant tug. No slack. No chance of breaking out by himself. He fell back with a whimper.

“You said something cute, earlier. Something about me not getting away with this?”

There was a rustling as Zedd gathered the strewn about pieces of Teryx’s clothing, slipping them onto his body piece by piece. Form fitting lycra pants that outlined his backside, complimented by a similar top. Teryx’s stomach knotted at the sight of it, clenching his hands in the cuffs.

Once fully dressed, Zedd padded toward the door and knelt, searching around in the duffel bag he’d brought in earlier. Producing something from within, he made his way back to the table, holding the device in one hand for Teryx to see.

A visor, vivid pink, the body of the device semi-transparent. Teryx stared in horror as Zedd flicked a switch and the device purred to life, rings of brilliant pink light spiralling out from the inner display.

“Your little team’s not gonna notice a thing. Not once I get them strapped down in a couple of these. Re-jig their heads, bit of reprogramming here and there. Some of my own personal touches.” Zedd flexed his free arm. “And with this body? They won’t stand a chance if they try to fight me. I’ll force them into submission if I have to.”

Teryx’s ears flattened against his skull. The image of his teammates beaten and subdued, with his own body standing over them—

Once again he tried to wrestle free of the bindings, but there was no give in the metal cuffs.

“They’re gonna be great villains after I’m through with ‘em.” Zedd paused for a moment, sliding one hand down to grope Teryx’s spent cock. “And you’ll be our personal little toy.”

Teryx choked on his own breath, his spine icy cold. “Y—You can’t… Can’t—”

But Zedd merely laughed, a twinkle of insanity flashing across his eyes as he leaned over, arm outstretched.

Teryx gasped as the visor sealed onto his face. Pink light filled his mind and washed everything else away.

“Wouldn’t be any fun if I let you forget everything,” he said, stroking the top of Teryx’s head. “But I want to relive all this. Want to see that look on your face when you realise what’s happened all over again. Want to hear you whine and plead as your former teammates use you like the toy you are.”

The words were so distant, muffled by waves of static and dancing lights. Teryx’s breath drew still and calm as the rippling pink rings rolled across his eyes, as they quieted his thoughts.

He—He…

He…

N-No… No…?

“I’ll come fetch you in a bit, Zedd. Need to let my team know that I’m okay.”

The door slid open, then sealed shut, as the world faded.