It is the Second Age of Fire. War has come and gone, then come again. Humans have been driven underground, and two dragon factions have warred upon the surface for millennia. Now, however, the Chaos Faction led by Legna has nearly won, and Angelus the red dragon is all that stands between him and his victory.

The assault came suddenly on the Order Stronghold, within the small hours of the evening. Without much of a struggle, Angelus was captured, and the rest of the Order members were left leaderless. The unconscious Angelus was carried far, far away to the Chaos Stronghold...

When she awoke, it was in chains. She struggled, growled, snapped at the chains with her teeth, even tried to cast a couple spells, but all in vain. The chains were enchanted, unbreakable, and would only come undone if Legna wished it.

Speaking of the blue chaos dragon, it was just then that he walked into the room, a smile on his muzzle. Opening his maw, his charismatic, deep voice issued forth. "Angelus, how nice of you to join us." He said in a faux-affable tone. "I hope the accommodations are to your liking? Not that you can do much about it if they aren't." He teased, a lecherous look on his face.

"Spare the theatrics, Legna." Angelus curtly replied. "It's obvious you're here to execute me personally. Am I wrong?"

Legna put on a hurt face. "My dear Angelus, why would I ever do that?" He asked, then smirked. "No, I would never kill you. I'm going to display you like a trophy. Literally."

At that, a pair of hooded monks walked into the room. They were much smaller than the two dragons, humanoid at that, their faces shrouded in shadow. "You see, I've hired some extremely talented mages, who have told me that they know how to petrify a dragon." He said with a grin. "Normally I'd have killed them, but they've pledged their allegiance to me. Now all they have to do is cast their spell, and the Order is no more."

Angelus' eyes widened as the two monks raised their hands, revealing their species somewhat. One hand was white and furry, while the other was dark blue, almost purple, and scaly. They both glowed with a blue energy, and suddenly, the bindings holding Angelus were cut. Legna had just enough time to curse at them and start to charge his fire breath when Angelus cast a spell of her own. An explosion spell, directed right inside Legna's belly.

However, as the spell flew, it changed. Dark red and black turned to gentle green and blue as it penetrated Legna's body. The monks took their leave, and Legna fell to his side, quivering. Angelus had just enough time to wonder what was going on when Legna stood up again, gripping his belly with a quiet moan. The dragon's belly began to swell, and the look upon Legna's face showed that he was actually enjoying it!

Angelus had no idea how to react as she watched Legna fall to his knees, softly rubbing his belly as it swelled into a pregnant-looking sphere, 5 feet wide for the large dragon. At the same time, another part of his anatomy began to grow... His plush buttcheeks. He'd always found himself cursing his body for being born with mildly feminine hips, but now there was only pleasure. He reached a hand back to rub at the growing cheeks, which kept pace with his belly as the red dragon, who had moments ago been his prisoner, watched in awe.

This certainly had not been her intended result! Annoyed, she walked up to Legna to finish him off herself, stroking a claw against his belly with the intent of striking fear into him. But instead, Legna let out a submissive purr and smiled up at her. At the same time, Angelus' heart skipped a beat. The chaos dragon's belly was so very soft and warm, and only seemed to be getting softer as the round mass grew, soon surpassing 8 feet in width, the size of a large truck.

Against her better judgment, Angelus found herself slowly rubbing and massaging Legna's growing belly, even daring to give his growing butt a couple gropes. Each rub and squeeze caused the formerly manipulative, angry dragon to moan and purr in pure bliss. The red dragon couldn't believe it; she ended the ambitions of the Chaos Faction by inflating their leader! It was completely baffling, and yet... She found herself enjoying the dragon's new curves.

It wasn't long before Legna was lost to the gentle rubbings, smiling down at Angelus, able to see less and less of her as his belly and butt grew, magic pooling within him like so much warmth and comfort. The more he got, the better he felt. For what felt like the first time in his millenia long life, he felt truly happy.

Angelus, for her part, was quickly becoming lost in Legna's soft belly. It had grown beyond house sized, with his immense cheeks each half that size. He'd rolled onto his stomach to get more comfortable, and in doing so, had completely buried Angelus in the softness of his smooth gut. Yet, she didn't seem to mind. Her fiery personality had melted away as she, too, was becoming lost in the pleasure of Legna's growth.

However, even through the pleasure-fog filling his mind, Legna did have a coherent thought. If he kept growing like this inside the castle, he'd lose his home! Thinking quickly, he pinned Angelus to his swelling gut as his belly and butt completely filled the room, his belly 30 feet wide with his butt being half that, and teleported the two out. It was nighttime now, the starlight shining off the two dragons' shimmering blue and red scales and skin.

Free to grow as he pleased now, Legna completely relaxed. He blushed a bit as he felt a couple soft kisses upon his growing belly, which felt like an ocean of comfort stuffed within him. His skin stretched easily to hold all of his growth, as if he'd been born for it. He only grew softer as he swelled up. Not a single stretch mark to be seen or strained sound to be heard. Only the idle sloshes and glorps of a belly filling with liquid magic. His butt, similarly, made nary a strained squeak. He blushed deeply and gave it a pat, watching it ripple. He let out a quiet moan, and as his rear rippled, he didn't notice that Angelus had moved.

The red dragon was now smushed under his titanic rear, softly rubbing, kneading and kissing at the 30 foot wide cheeks, Legna's belly now 60 feet wide, and still slowly swelling! Legna let out a couple more quiet moans, panting a bit as Angelus pleasured him, all without prompting. He was dumbstruck that she'd be so eager to rub him, and yet he didn't at all mind. Similarly, he couldn't believe that he was letting her rub and knead at a place on his body that he'd always considered off-limits... And yet now, it felt too good to push her away.

"M... More kissing and kneading, less rubbing..." He requested. He felt odd asking this of her, and yet it also felt very right. And what surprised him more was that she obliged! He felt her muzzle meet his rear and belly more frequently, as well as less rubs, and more of the sensation of her fingers digging into his softening flesh and kneading it like dough. His heart raced as he swelled into a massive balloon dragon, blimp sized, easily dwarfing the largest of buildings with his hundred foot belly and fifty foot delicious dragon rump.

He thought it would stop there, but no, he kept right on swelling! And the larger he got, the deeper into his flesh Angelus could knead, and the better it felt. He found himself lost to the pleasure once again, completely relaxing, sinking into his own soft belly flesh. He gave his butt another smack, grinning to himself as it rippled. He went from a symbol of darkness to an exaggerated idol of fertility. And the best part was, he loved every moment of it. Abandoned were his plans of domination. Gone was his struggle for control. And it was replaced by a couple simple desires. More growth, and something to love. And he was already getting both of those.

The sloshing of his belly grew louder as he slowly rubbed himself against it. It felt too good not to! He used every inch of his comparatively miniscule body to rub, squeeze and worship his own belly and butt, compounding his pleasure as Angelus continued to do the same.

He was easily beyond the size of the largest of hills now, and was quickly making his way to mountain sized. Hundreds of feet gave way to thousands quite quickly. And yet, even as he reached 3000 feet wide, with 1500 foot wide buttcheeks to match, he could still feel Angelus' soft and loving actions.

"No wonder you love this so much..." He could hear Angelus speak. Her tone was sweet and gentle, not at all like her fiery words from a couple hours ago. "You're softer than anything that can be made. Warmer and more comfortable than the most well-made of beds. And those sounds... Those sloshes, and the rippling of your body... Mrrr..."

The blue dragon blushed heavily as he surpassed Everest-size in girth. His heart raced even faster as he listened to Angelus' sincere words, and he felt the speed of his growth increase just a bit, causing him to moan out. "Angelus, I..." He began. "I think I feel the same way about you. Your gentle rubs and kneads, those soft kisses... Underneath that hard exterior, you were always a sweetheart, weren't you...?"

Now it was Angelus' turn to blush. It was a long time before she responded, and in that time she used the warm growth of Legna's body to help work up her courage. When he grew to be the size of a country, she responded. "Yes, Legna. I suppose I was..." She said, in the most vulnerable of tones.

As he reached continent size, his belly and butt easily visible from space, he replied to her. "Angelus, if I may be so bold... Would you allow me to say that... I think I love you?" He asked quietly. Angelus softly kissed his enormous booty and belly, smiling as she rubbed over his overly feminine curves.

"I would, and I reciprocate the thought." She purred. She felt herself being pulled away from the ground, sucked into his belly thanks to him having reached moon size. He pushed himself away from the Earth so as not to damage it with his growing form, which was easily 4 million or so feet wide now, a little bit over the moon. He pushed further away as he grew larger, his growth reaching a peak that caused him to cry out in bliss. He would've cum if he was not technically genderless, that's how good it felt. And after a few more moments of this peaked growth, it ended. He had grown to be, more or less, exactly Earth's size. He watched the blue marble from the depths of space, the spell having apparently given him his own atmosphere as well. He felt Angelus kiss his belly and butt a couple more times before she appeared before him.

What happened next made the dragon's heart jump into his throat. She gave him a deep kiss, cupping his cheeks in her hands as she did so. His black eyes widened for a bit, red irises and pupils trying to focus on what was happening before he submitted to her, leaning into the kiss with a quiet, sweet sounding moan.

After a minute, Angelus broke the kiss, and gave him a smile, snuggling into his belly next to him, her tail lovingly stroking over his enormous butt. "I think we can negotiate a truce for this war." She purred quietly. "What do you think?"

He blinked, looking to his belly, his butt, then down to Earth again. After a moment, he gave her a kiss and a smile. "I think we can work something out."