So, It Turns out Dragons Aren't a Myth (Patreon)

The Magma Dragon was one of the hardest beasts to find. Most people called them a myth, a legend, or just a story to scare children away from misbehaving. Alex had heard about the Magma Dragon from her parents, and they heard it from their parents. As a young girl, Alex was scared senseless of it, she feared it would swoop into her bedroom and take her away for breaking her mother’s vase, or for messing with the thermostat when her father had told her not to. 

Alex stopped believing in the fable of the magma dragon when she got older, she broke things, lied to her parents, and snuck out to her parents, yet the magma dragon never came to get her as the fable had told. 

Now, however, there were reports of sightings, blurry images and videos were on the news. The internet went crazy with conspiracy theories, and some tech or media billionaire even offered up some prize money for clear video footage of the dragon. 

“Don’t tell me you’re really considering going to find that dragon, Alex.” Alex’s roommate scoffed, “You know they don’t actually exist, right?”

Sitting at the dining table with her laptop and a few tabs of different conspiracy threads open in her browser, Alex sipped her coffee and nodded. “Yeah, yeah, but he’s offering 15 million dollars, I have to at least try.” 

Her roommate rolled her eyes, “Where are you even going to start looking? All these threads say different places.” Her roommate walked behind her and leaned down to hover her head just next to Alex’s. 

“See? Look, this guy says they might be in Norway, this guy says Hawaii. These are all over the place,” she chuckled. 

Alex shook her head and turned her head to look at her roommate. “Well, I have a lead that points to that volcano up the mountains outside of town.”

“Who told you that?” her roommate raised a brow at her, confused. Her quick glance at the conspiracy threads Alex had open did not mention their town or the town’s volcano anywhere. 

Alex dragged the cursor around her laptop screen idly before she tapped her trackpad, “My parents told me the story whenever I was naughty as a kid,” she chuckled. 

“And you believe that stuff?” the red panda chuckled. 

“It’s worth a shot, it’s just a few hours away, and I’ve always wanted to go see that volcano and the mountains anyway,” Alex smiled as she pushed herself away from the dining table. She shut her laptop lid, picked up the laptop, and headed to her bedroom. 

Her roommate watched as the tiger walked off, she shrugged her shoulders and walked over to the couch to flop down on it. “Well! Let me know how it goes!” She switched on the TV and scrolled through the Netflix catalog. 

Alex gathered a few things from her room, some winter clothes, food and drink, blankets, a camera, batteries, some climbing and hiking gear, and a gun. She made sure that she had ammo in there too before she set off in her car and drove out of town and towards the mountain range that was only barely visible in the distance. 

Alex left her car in the small gravel parking lot of the nearby ranger’s station and set off on the rest of her journey on foot. Starting down at the foot of the mountains and slowly making her way up. She brought childhood recordings of her father telling her the story of the magma dragon and listened to it, following the rather vague directions that it gave, and even cheering happily when she spotted something that was mentioned in those scary stories. It took her around three days to get from the bottom of the mountain range to the flatlands that were on top. She set up camp with a small tent and a fire and ate the canned food and snacks that she had packed. The top of the mountain range was covered in snow, nothing but pure white as far as the eye could see. The only thing that wasn’t white was the volcano that stuck out from the flatlands like a sore thumb. The bottom of the volcano was caked in snow, but the top was black, with the opening letting out a soft orange-yellow glow. 

She documented her entire trip, videos, photos, and voice memos.

“Day three, I’ve finally made it up to the flatlands up in the mountains… It’s awfully fucking cold, but that volcano over there, looks very warm,” she turned the camera in the direction of the glowing volcano and zoomed in on it a bit. “That’s the volcano my father mentioned in his stories, and if I’m going to find that dragon anywhere, it’d be there.” She stopped the recording and continued heading towards the glowing volcano.

Alex marched through the deep snow, with her big winter coat and boots changed from black to almost complete white as she continued her quest to find that dragon. 

It was night by the time Alex arrived at the foot of the volcano. It was still cold and Alex was still shivering, but the warmth that came from the volcano helped her shivering go away. She pulled off her winter jacket hoodie and tugged her scarf down from her muzzle. She smiled up at the massive volcano. 

Off to the side of the volcano was a big opening to a cave. With the sky dark and the ground covered in snow, Alex needed a place that was snow-free to set up camp for the night and that cave looked like the best place for her to do that. 

Alex hiked carefully up the side of the volcano until she reached the cave opening. It was just as dark, or darker than the outside was, even, but without the snow, it felt a lot dryer and warmer. 

Alex dropped her bag down and began unpacking the tent. She then laid out the tarp, put together the tentpoles, and then she began to hammer down the hooks into the ground of the cave. 

‘Clink, clink, CRACK.’

Alex stopped hammering the hooks into the ground and went a little wide-eyed at that crack sound that came out of nowhere. The cracking sound continued softly, traveling through the ground that Alex was on. She looked around and saw the ground cracking. Her eyes went even more wide-eyed and she quickly reached for her backpack, but the ground underneath her parted. 

“Aaaah!” She screamed as she fell down. She was able to grab her backpack, and it fell with her. She landed on the ground below with a loud thud.

Then everything went black. 

Alex felt her head throb as she woke up, surrounded by rubble and rocks. Her backpack laid under her head, having cushioned her head from the fall. It still hurt like hell, though. Alex looked up at the hole that she fell through, the remnants of the tent she was setting up hanging down from the ledge. She chuckled and shook her head. 

“Just my luck,” she bit her lower lip and pushed herself up from the ground. The secret cave that Alex just discovered was warm, and the entire space had an orange glow that was similar to the one she saw coming from the volcano’s crater. The warm temperature had Alex quickly taking off her jacket and scarf, she left it on the rubble where she fell to, grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulders. 

There was a path for Alex to follow, so she took her camera out of her bag and followed it. 

“Still day three, I found a cave at the base of the volcano and I fell through the ground into another cave… Not sure how I’m going to get out… But maybe I’ll find that magma dragon,” the tigress chuckled, watching her step as she traveled deeper and deeper into the cave. 

The black cave walls were matte and non-reflective, the orange glow from the magma didn’t bounce off the surface very well, keeping the cave dark, but still with enough visible light. 

Alex slipped as she walked and filmed, “Ack!” She yelped, her legs kicked forward, and she fell on her rear. The ground she had been walking on was a slight decline and there was a sudden change in the angle of the ground which caused her to slip and slide down deeper into the cave. 

She slid down and rolled, finally coming to a stop on slightly more leveled ground and in a much brighter environment with an even higher temperature. She coughed and crawled her way back onto her feet. “Ugh, fuck.”

The tigress stretched and looked around for her camera. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” She panicked and scurried around, trying to find her camera. As she searched, she came across a large figure in the distance, with that same orange glow from the magma that was falling and flowing in the distance. She froze for a bit before she looked left and right for her camera again. She still couldn’t find it. 

“That’s the….” Alex paused, “The fucking magma dragon,” she shuddered. 

The figure was massive, though it wasn’t moving. It was sitting up with its arms behind its back. The dragon’s chest rose and fell, his glowing eyes turned towards the massive magma lake and waterfall to the right. Alex slowly crept her way towards the dragon, both curious and afraid. Her clothing torn and beat up from when she slipped and fell, but she was still sweating. 

Alex stepped on one of the loose rocks and it made a loud sound. 

‘Crack!’

The dragon slowly turned his head, to look at Alex. Alex trembled, the dragon had horns, spikes, and giant wings. His glowing eyes locked to Alex’s green ones and he grinned slightly. 

“Well, well,” the dragon spoke with a low growl in his voice, “What is a small tigress like you doing here?” Turning his head to the side revealed an enormous steel collar around his neck with a chain attached to it. He sat with his arms bound behind his back, odd. 

Alex gulped audibly and stood in place as the dragon turned to speak to her. “You’re actually real, holy shit,” Her jaw was practically on the floor, her eyes wide and staring at the dragon, going over every inch and every feature that she could spot.

His scales gave off an alluring glow, a glow that Alex found hard to keep her eyes off of. The dragon intrigued her and got her to very slowly step closer. 

The dragon had his arms bound behind his back, was he trapped here? If so, by who? Alex had a lot of questions. 

“I came here,” the tigress paused, “I came here to find you, there’s a lot of buzz out there about you actually existing, and I thought I’d give a shot at trying to look for your kind.” Alex was trembling, but not in fear. She was curious. Where was her damned camera? 

The magma dragon chuckled, “Hah, well, you’ve found me, huh? This must be exciting for you.” The magma dragon was completely nude. Alex’s green eyes could not leave the male. Male. She could definitely see that he was male. His cock and balls were right between his legs. It was hugs, long, and again, it glowed like the rest of his body. 

Once her eyes caught sight of that glowing cock, she could not get them off it. 

The magma dragon noticed and chuckled some more. 

All Alex could think about was how big he was, glowy, too. Where was that fucking camera?

It didn’t take long for Alex and the magma dragon to start talking for a bit. Alex removed a few articles of clothing overtime, the magma that flowed down and around really made the caverns quite heated. She was down to her bra and panties in just a few minutes of speaking with the once mythical creature. 

“So, are you going to take a picture? Or film me?” Molokai asked. 

Alex rolled her eyes and rubbed her shoulders, her rear down on one of the big rocks next to the magma dragon. “Nah, I can’t find my camera, I lost it when I fell down here.” She chuckled and then paused for a bit, her eyes going over the magma dragon’s form again. So many things still ran through Alex’s mind, like, how could a cock be so big when it still in his sheath? 

Molokai noticed the tigress looking at his junk and his brow raised up, his magma colored eyes widening. His lips formed a smirk and spread across her face. “Would you like to touch it?” 

Alex’s ears flickered, her gaze quickly jolted up to Molokai’s eyes and she stared. 

“Hm?” the magma dragon tilted his head and watched the small explorer tigress. She was showing a lot of skin, too, and to say that he wasn’t eyeing her a bit too, wouldn’t be fair!

Alex nodded, “Yes, I would very much like to touch it unless it’s smoldering hot, is it smoldering hot?” 

The magma dragon let out a louder chuckle, it was almost a laugh. He shook his head, “No, it’s warm, not hot, or smoldering.” 

Eager, Alex hopped off the rock she was sitting on and walked up to the one that the dragon was on. Her hands were quick to gently cup the giant balls that hung beneath the massive dragon sheath that slightly glowed. Her soft hands touched his soft orbs and he was right, they weren’t smoldering hot, they were pleasantly warm. Molokai watched as Alex cupped a feel on him, his smirk shifted into a grin, and he let out what could only be described as a pleasant hum. 

“So, like them?” 

The striped feline nodded quickly and she looked up at the dragon. “And it looks like you do, too!” His cock was being coaxed out of his sheath, and quite quickly at that. The large tip of his cock slipped out, followed by the rest of his shaft, with glowing ridges and a knot-like shape at the base. His sheath and balls got warmer and warmer as she continued to fondle. 

With a sly grin, Alex let go of the dragon’s balls, undid her bra and slipped out of her panties. She then grabbed the loose chain that was attached to his collar. She lifted one leg up and over his lap and climbed into it, straddling him. With his cock now fully erect, her rear pressed up against it and began rubbing up and down along his cock. 

“Now, who tied you up like this, I wonder?” Alex grinned and gripped the chains a bit. 

“Well, I-“ The magma dragon was cut short when the tigress’ little orange finger pressed up against his muzzle. 

“Shhh, I’ll ask later, I need to get some answers about your kind, first.” Alex purred, rubbing her cheeks up and down his cock, hotdogging, quite literally. 

The magma dragon’s cock throbbed and tucked itself even more between her cheeks.

A few feet away from Alex and Molokai was a black squarish shape with a circular glass part in the center. A red light flashed continuously. Alex’s camera was pointed right at her and the dragon and it was recording. 

Part II 

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Art by Izrez 

Molokai is by  ComradeKikkachu