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Music to the Soundbyte's ears, so MUCH music that he grew from it, and grew, and grew and grew, but not without reaching down to gently pick up the still-swaying fluffy white dragon below him, lest any pieces of the ceiling fall on the comparatively small dragon.
Crack! Crackle! CRASH!!
At last, Hotline broke free from the confines of the club, bursting through the roof into the moonlit night sky, the ground shaking as he continued to stomp around on top of the club building, the music still blaring from below, as despite the roof now having a giant hole in it, the extensive sound system still worked fine.
Keeping Mauna clear of the shrapnel, Hotline had placed the fluffy dragon in a spot where he could keep his eyes on him, right upon his snout. Impressively, Mauna appeared unfazed by what had just happened, and still continue to bounce and sway to the beat below. Hotline simply watched with interest at Mauna's little "center stage" performance.
Mauna, knowing that Hotline was watching him, smirked, feeling cheeky, in more ways than one. Still within his groove, he spun around, still bouncing, but now with his proportionally large butt facing Hotline's huge eyes and jiggling away. As a little accent to his jig, Mauna reached back with his large hands and gave his butt cheek a hard, teasing smack, his rump wobbling in response.
A very audible chuckle sounded from Hotline's mouth below, making Mauna's perch vibrate slightly, but not enough to throw him off his groove. Needless to say, Hotline liked what he saw.
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and a sequel to this. Having grown huge from sound, Hotline brings the house down, while Mauna makes the most of it in the best way.
Enjoy!
Hotline ©
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Mauna ©
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Crack! Crackle! CRASH!!
At last, Hotline broke free from the confines of the club, bursting through the roof into the moonlit night sky, the ground shaking as he continued to stomp around on top of the club building, the music still blaring from below, as despite the roof now having a giant hole in it, the extensive sound system still worked fine.
Keeping Mauna clear of the shrapnel, Hotline had placed the fluffy dragon in a spot where he could keep his eyes on him, right upon his snout. Impressively, Mauna appeared unfazed by what had just happened, and still continue to bounce and sway to the beat below. Hotline simply watched with interest at Mauna's little "center stage" performance.
Mauna, knowing that Hotline was watching him, smirked, feeling cheeky, in more ways than one. Still within his groove, he spun around, still bouncing, but now with his proportionally large butt facing Hotline's huge eyes and jiggling away. As a little accent to his jig, Mauna reached back with his large hands and gave his butt cheek a hard, teasing smack, his rump wobbling in response.
A very audible chuckle sounded from Hotline's mouth below, making Mauna's perch vibrate slightly, but not enough to throw him off his groove. Needless to say, Hotline liked what he saw.
Commission for

Enjoy!
Hotline ©

Mauna ©

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Category All / Fat Furs
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 1280 x 1212px
File Size 493.7 kB
What a climatic finish and now Mauna's ready to be the encore! XD Great short story to go along with this too! I love the spanking pose you drew Mauna in, that's perfectly in-character for him! Of course, Hotline looks epic as a towering fatty macro! Thank you once again for drawing this!
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