Sarah's Taste Test

“Now, if both of you are ready we’ll finish our preparations and begin the experiment.”

Sarah looked awkwardly over at the other participant, trying to decide whether he was as uncomfortable as she was. The flier had asked specifically for dragons, so Sarah had known she’d be here with another anthro dragon, but shut in that she was it was proving to be a bit more embarrassing than she wanted. The clothes they had provided were just slightly too small (although the scientist performing this test, or experiment, or whatever it was had said they “didn’t have anything in her bust size” and “couldn’t find anything big enough”), and even disregarding that they didn’t exactly conceal much to begin with. She generally tried to go out as little as possible, but money was tight and there were worse ways to get a paycheck...although she had begun to doubt that.

“First, I’m going to hand you a phial, Sarah. I’d like you to consume it’s contents, and keep us informed of anything you notice.”

“Uhm...Anything?” Sarah asked, a little uncertainly.

“Anything you think is important. This is just the...preliminary stage. We have a few ideas about what applications our tests may have, but we’re hoping to gather more information today.”

Sarah took the phial from the feathered hand of the scientist (her name was apparently Sandy, which didn’t really fit with her peacock-like plumage), and examined it’s contents. It was iridescent, with even a slight glitter. It would almost seem fake, but Sarah could feel the slight thrum of magic inside it. It seemed a bit familiar, but hard to place.

“What about him?” Sarah asked, as she began to uncork the phial.

“He’ll get his phial in a moment, for now one test at a time. I highly suggest you try to drink it as quickly as possible, we have no idea how it will taste. Best to probably get it over with.”

Sarah grimaced a bit at that, but figured it was good advice. She held her nose and downed the entire thing.

The taste was...unusual. At first she thought she recognized elements of it, but before she could pin it down the flavor changed. It suddenly seemed to taste like almost everything at once, and left a slight tingle as she swallowed it.

“It doesn’t taste bad really...” she said after a moment still trying to get a feel for the flavor.

“Could you elaborate, please?” Sandy asked, pulling out a clipboard.

“It actually tastes kind of pleasant. In a weird way, it tastes a little like what I imagine the idea of pleasant tastes like. If that makes any sense.”

Sandy continued to jot down notes, but didn’t say anything.

“I actually kind of like it, I guess. Is that all, just the taste? Do you need anything else?”

Sandy looked up from her notes, and said “Anything significant at all, Sarah. We’ll wait at least fifteen minutes before moving to anything else, more depending on how much you have to say. Feel free to just sit and relax if nothing springs to mind at the moment.”

Sarah sighed a little, and leaned back in her chair to wait.

It was a minute or two later when she first noticed anything unusual. She had been fidgeting a little out of boredom, but she began to feel even more restless. Her heart rate was picking up a little bit as well, as much as she could feel it at least. It wasn’t until she felt the fabric of the top she was wearing brush against her nipples that she realized how sensitive she felt. The clothes they provided were practically sports wear, and hid basically nothing, so she blushed a little as she realized her nipples were protruding noticeably through her top. The other anthro dragon, whose name she had overheard as Marcus, wasn’t even hiding his occasional glances in that direction.

“Miss?” Sandy said, tapping her clipboard a bit to get Sarah’s attention.

“Oh, right...Um...Can I report on this in another room maybe?”

“I’m afraid there’s not time for that, and we don’t really have any spare rooms here prepped for testing anyways.”

Sarah could feel the heat in her cheeks, a rising embarrassment and, she was quickly realizing, arousal.

“Well, now my heart rate seems to be a little faster...and I’m feeling a little, uh...” she said, and then whispered “Hornier...”

“Hornier, really?” Sandy said, a little more loudly than Sarah would have liked. “Please elaborate.”

Sarah steeled herself, trying to focus through the odd sensations she was feeling. She tried to pretend Marcus wasn’t there.

“Yes, my scales feel really sensitive, and I feel like I just can’t sit still. Uh...I also feel a little thirsty. Actually, really thirsty. What was in that phial?” She asked, an afterthought after her last statement.

“Well,” Sandy replied, “Dragons are naturally magical creatures. Their blood, scales, et cetera are known for their magical properties. Unfortunately, harvesting such things is ghastly. One wonders what other draconic things might have magical properties. So, we decided to test it. You recall that you were asked for samples of saliva, blood, and sexual fluids?”

Sarah’s cheeks blushed even harder at the last one, but she nodded.

“All we really needed was the last one. In that phial was a magically altered version of our other test subject’s contribution to the project.”

Sarah’s eye’s went wide as she began to realize the implication, but something else floated to the top of her mind. It was delicious. Of course she was parched, she wanted more. She had asked about what was in it because she was curious...but maybe also because a part of her wanted more.

She shook her head, trying to shake the thought out. It was a thought that was very unlike her, except when she was drunk or really horny. And she almost felt like she was both right now. She needed to think about something else, because she was desperately trying not to think about the fact that that wonderful drink she had just had was actually dragon cum. Marcus’ cum, to be specific. And it was delicious.

And, more than anything else right now, she really really wanted more.

She glanced over at Marcus, her fists clenching with the effort of trying to redirect her thoughts. He had seemed bored from the very start of this, although he had been far more at ease than her. She hadn’t really thought much about him until now. Now, he looked like the sexiest thing she had ever seen. Specifically the slight bulge in his pants, which she could not take her eyes off.

“Is she okay?” Marcus asked flatly, staring at the dragoness who was clearly undressing him with her eyes.

“Of course, and if there was any real risk of harm we would stop the experiment. If you ever feel at risk, please let us know. Until then, it’s my duty to take notes and not to involve myself.”

Marcus didn’t react much to that, responding only with an irritated grumble.

Sarah could barely keep herself in her seat. His voice was gruff, and deep. Something deep inside her wanted him to be talking to her, and only her. Without even thinking, she got out of her chair. She couldn’t muster the coordination to walk, and instead crawled over to his chair. She positioned herself in front of him, her face inches from his crotch.

“What do you think you’re doing?” He asked, still relaxed and at ease.

“I...I think I need it. To taste it.” she said, unable to hold back. She felt deeply ashamed, but she needed him to know if she was going to get what she wanted.

“I don’t do anything for free. Tease yourself.”

“What?” she said, momentarily shocked out of her stupor.

“You heard me. Lean back, take off your gym shorts or whatever those things they gave you are, and tease yourself. You don’t get to ask questions.”

Sarah began to stammer something, but a stern look from Marcus put an end to that. She wanted to tell him to go to hell, she wanted to get angry, or upset, or anything other than desperately horny. Instead, she leaned back and took off her shorts. She blushed deeper when she realized she had already soaked her shorts, and was dripping with arousal. She raised her head a little, staring at the bulge in his pants, and started to slowly tease her clit.

Each touch was electric, the sensitivity far beyond what she was used to feeling. At first she had to force herself, but soon it felt natural, impossible to stop. Her breathing came faster and faster, her eyes locked on his crotch, following it as he stood up, slowly, and pulled his shorts off. Her heart skipped a beat, her entire body filled with a craving she couldn’t suppress. His cock was in front of her, so close, fully erect, and she was still sitting here teasing her clit, keeping herself just on the edge.

“Good, now lean forward, and get started. Keep yourself right on the edge though. If you cum before I do, deals off.”

She obeyed, a little more eagerly than she really wanted too. A part of her, distant and quiet now, was still deeply ashamed. She could feel parts of her brain practically shutting off as she got to work, trying as hard as she could to pleasure him. All she wanted was for him to cum. She felt fireworks go off in her head the moment she tasted the first drops of precum, and she very nearly came then, stopping herself only through sheer force of will. She knew she wouldn’t have to wait long though, she was sucking his cock like it was the only thing in the world, and she could feel how close he was getting.

“Stop.” he said. “Just sit there for a moment.”

She stopped, her whole body aching to continue. He grabbed her head, almost gently, and pulled it off his cock.

“You would really do anything right now wouldn’t you?”

She didn’t answer, her eyes still glued to his cock.

“Bark like a dog.”

She did, a little more automatically than she would have liked.

“Again.”

“Arf!” she said, with an embarrassing amount of enthusiasm.

He laughed a little, and then said “Alright, you’ve earned it. Get your prize.”

She nearly lunged at him as he sat back in the chair, and she went to work on his cock. She desperately tried every trick she knew, coiling her tongue around his dick and working it as skillfully as she could manage. She was inexperienced, but she tried to make up for it with enthusiasm.

When she felt his cock tense, his balls tightening, her own orgasm seemed to start of it’s own accord. The pleasure was overwhelming, but was nothing compared to what happened when the first load of cum shot down her throat. Each pulse of warmth seemed to set off a new wave of pleasure, her body convulsing, keeping just enough control to make sure she didn’t miss a single drop. His own grunts and twitches only inflamed her arousal more, and while her thirst seemed to be finally sated, her arousal had not died down much.

“Well, I don’t know what to say. Get what you needed?” He said, smirking at her.

“Yes...” she mumbled, still panting. The residual taste of cum in her mouth still had a strangely alluring taste to it, but whatever effect she had been under was fading.

“Very interesting,” Sandy said, taking both of them a little by surprise, having nearly forgotten about her. “I think that’s plenty of information on that side of things, for now.”

“Did you know that was going to happen?” Sarah asked, a hint of outrage in her voice.

“No, of course not. Know that you’ll be well compensated for the...unusual circumstances of the test. Of course, we’re not quite finished yet.” Sandy said, reaching into her robe for another phial, and walking over to Marcus, placed it in his hands.

“Your turn!”

To be continued!