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Kingdom Revival | Dragon & Kobolds TF
Inspired by an idea I found in this post: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58609386/
Jeez this is my longest story yet
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Somewhere deep in a valley in the Guardrail Mountains, a monumental discovery had finally been made. After years upon years of relentless searching, Dr Gordon Trebuchet and his team of archaeologists had finally pinpointed the remains of an ancient society of reptilian creatures that existed thousands of years ago.
In all of his 63 years of being alive, Dr Trebuchet had never been more excited about anything before. He felt like an 8-year-old kid digging through a plaster dinosaur dig again.
Dr Trebuchet just couldn’t keep the smile off his face as he watched the mountainous landscapes passed by the window of the transport copter, he and 5 of his associates were riding in.
“I haven’t seen you this excited about a new find in a long time, doctor.” Said Trebuchet’s personal assistant, a man by the name of Edd Jarvis.
Trebuchet let out a small, hearty chuckled and looked over to Edd.
“It’s been 15 years since we started looking for this place, Edd. This could be one of the greatest discoveries of our lifetimes.” Trebuchet started in wonder.
“Hey..doc, what are these guys called again?” One of the more recent team additions asked.
Trebuchet turned towards the questioner, leaning over on his walking stick as his smile grew wider. “That’s what we hope to find out today, chum.” He answered, causing the questioner’s eyes to widen.
Trebuchet looked back towards the window. His smile grew wider still as he was that the copter had finally reached its destination.
“We’re here, team.” The doctor declared. He was even imagining some sort of wonderous, orchestral score playing as the copter landed on the ground.
Once the helicopter stopped, Trebuchet slowly stood up and slid the door to the copter open.
“Alright boys, here we go.” Trebuchet declared as he stepped down into the valley proper.
The sky above was clear and blue, making the grass the group stood on an extra vibrant green. There were crumbled remnants of structures from long ago dotted all around the valley, reduced to mere piles of stone and breeding grounds for assorted plants from age. There were several grand trees around as well, definitely a few hundred years old at the very least.
And all around the group was the mountain range. It stood tall and jagged, trapping them inside of it like the maw of a dragon.
“Alright, you all go on ahead, me and Lex will start setting up camp while you find stuff.” The pilot of the helicopter informed the team.
“Thanks much, you two…now then, on we get.” Trebuchet replied, turning his eyes back forward, his wizened heart just about skipped a bit when he saw what lay ahead.
Several dozen feet away, laying right in the middle of the valley was a large stairwell leading deep underground. It seemed to have been once covered by an obsidian canopy, but by now it had crumbled so much it didn’t cover much of anything.
“Take heed as we descend, everyone. We don’t know what all could be down here, and it’s quite old, so we could damage something or be damaged ourselves if we step incorrectly.” Edd warned, causing the new guy to gulp nervously.
“If anyone wishes to play it safe, feel free to stay with Lex and Mac to set up camp.” Trebuchet added.
Nobody stayed. All of them seemed to be ready for adventure despite their nerves.
“Good, that’s what I like to see.” Trebuchet said as he held out his hand to Edd, who quickly dropped a lantern into it.
“Thank you, my good fellow.”
“You’re welcome, sir.”
And with that, the team fully began their expedition, slowly and cautiously descending into the darkness of below.
The walls were made up of stone bricks that were horrifically faded to the point they looked a sickly beige color. Looking up, the ceiling seemed to be held together by the roots of the plant life above.
“I repeat, everyone tread lightly.” Edd whispered.
After what felt like hours of stairs, the team finally made it to a wide room with four pillars. In the middle of all the pillars was a statue. It was a statue of a dragon, a hulking, four-legged, winged beast staring down at the team like ants. All of the explorers let out loud gasps of shock and awe as they laid eyes upon the structure.
Trebuchet soon spotted a plaque at the base of the statue and ran over to it as fast as his elderly body could carry him. Edd was quickly in tow, holding his lantern to it along with Trebuchet so they could both read it easily.
The writing on the plaque seemed to have been inscribed over something else. The writing was by no means new, but both of them could tell there had once been something else behind it, given the even more faded letter they spotted on the left side of the plaque.
“Can you make it out, sir?” Edd asked.
“…Hmm…’The king’s city will be revived when its name is revealed’…Odd, it’s written in English.” Said Trebuchet.
“…Indeed it is…Didn’t this civilization use a long-dead Spanish dialect?” Edd wondered aloud.
“This is getting more and more interesting…” Trebuchet said as he stood up to behold the dragon statue again. “…I’m assuming this was the king the plaque was talking about. Maybe it was a god that the people worshipped?”
Treubuchet then turned around to address the group.
“Alright, Trevor and Matthew, you take the left side, Jonas and Steve, you investigate the right. Edd and I will keep going forward.” He directed. The rest of the group nodded in response and went to do as they were instructed.
Trebuchet and Edd walked past the dragon statue and continued onwards, holding their lanterns out to anything that could be of interest. Unfortunately, it seemed as if most everything down this was had either decayed beyond recognition or had been stolen altogether.
“Ugh…damn tomb raiders.” Trebuchet spat as he looked at a dust-free outline on the wall where something used to be.
“It amazes me how criminals like this can discover places like this before us professionals.” Edd sighed. His attention was quickly diverted to the ceiling though…
“…The ceilings are awfully high down here.”
“No doors anywhere, either.” Trebuchet added. “I figured the ceiling would’ve been high only in the atrium for that statue, but I stand corrected.”
The two men sighed and continued onwards. Thankfully all of the hallways of this place seemed to loop back into each other after long enough, so they wouldn’t be able to lose the other team members.
Unfortunately, though, they all weren’t finding very much. Most of anything that could clue the team into details about the civilization were either too old and faded to make out, or just completely stolen.
“This is preposterous!” Trebuchet cried out in anger. “We finally found something potentially monumental about this civilization after all this time, and thieves beat us to the punch!”
Edd sighed and stared down at his feet sadly. The rest of the team were sitting/standing around in various defeated positions.
Trebuchet let out a animalistic snarl and proceeded to punch the wall behind him.
…But then something unexpected happened.
The brick that Trebuchet hit suddenly began to sink into the wall, and loud clanging and whirring noises could be heard. Everyone who was sitting down shot to their feet.
Trebuchet stood back as his eyes widened. After a few seconds, part of the wall opened up, revealing a new hallway…at the entrance of it, a sign hung down. Trebuchet had to stand on tip-toes to be able to read it…
“…’Only two,’…”
Trebuchet stepped back again and looked towards Edd, who met him with a knowing nod.
“We’re going to check out what’s down this hallway. You all stay back here.” Edd declared, and he and Trebuchet quickly began making their way down the hallway.
“This is amazing, Edd! Perhaps we’ve found something those scoundrels haven’t gotten to!” Trebuchet chuckled.
“I do hope so, sir.” Edd responded.
After a while of trudging down the hallway, Edd and Trebuchet finally made it to a wide, cavernous area. Above them was a natural skylight, which allowed them to turn off their lanterns for the first time in a while. In the center of the area was a pedestal, and in the pedestal was a parchment scroll…
Trebuchet adjusted his glasses and began reading…
“This is the sleeping area of Dragon King ____, ruler of the city of Reil.”
Trebuchet’s eyes widened in shock and amazement.
“Edd…we…we found it! We found the civilization’s name finally!”
Trebuchet and Edd both let out joyous cheers. It seemed like this trip wouldn’t be all for naught after all.
“Though…” Trebuchet began. “I do wonder why the name of this…dragon king was left bl-“ Trebuchet turned back to the parchment, and then suddenly froze up. Edd bore a concerned expression.
“Sir-? What’s wrong?” He asked.
“Edd.” Trebuchet started, slowly pointing at the parchment. “Look.”
Edd narrowed his eyes in confusion, then looked at the paper, and his eyes proceeded to widen back out.
In the name of the dragon king…Gordon Trebuchet had suddenly appeared.
Soon afterwards. Trebuchet was suddenly hit by a spike of pain, causing his body to tense up several times as the pain spread all through him.
Edd’s worry only grew. “S-Sir?! Are you oka-AUGH!” Ed was quickly hit with a similar pain, though unlike Trebuchet he would end up falling to his hands and knees.
“Wh-What’s-?! Happening-?!” Trebuchet sputtered out as his teeth began to change. Each of them grew deathly sharp, extending about an inch as well. Trebuchet’s tongue also changed, becoming long, thin, and forked..
Edd attempted to reach his hands out to Trebuchet, which gave him full vision to watch as grey scales quickly grew all over his hands, overtaking his skin as they grew up his arms. His fingernails also grew out into wicked claws. “M-My hands-!” He cried out.
Trebuchet clutched his head in pain as the changes continued. His grey hair quickly shed, disintegrating into nothing as it fell to the ground. That allowed for rough, hard, jet-black scales to begin forming out of his skin, quickly covering up his face entirely. The cartilage in Trebuchet’s ears quickly deteriorated into nothing, leaving his ears as nothing more than holes in his head. Trebuchet’s glasses quickly fell off of his head afterwards, having nothing to hold onto.
Meanwhile, Edd’s ears grew instead of receding, growing the same grey scales as his arms and turning long and pointy.
“W-We’re growing scales-!” Edd cried out, feeling the scales start to grow on his torso.
“Th-This must be because of the- URK-! -the scroll-!” Trebuchet responded. Soon after doing so, he began to grow a triad of large, sharp horns. Two from the sides of his head and the other from the center, each of them smoothly curved backwards. Trebuchet’s face then began to grow, the same couldn’t be said for his nose, which receded into two slits in his growing snout. The changing doctor let out several groans of pain as the long, draconic snout grew, more and more sharp teeth started descending down from his lengthening gum line to fill the empty space in his mouth.
Edd managed to get back to his knees by this point, where he began to let out hisses of pain as the changes continued. His body twitched and spasmed.
Edd managed to lift his shirt up, which let him see the effects that the scales had had on his body. His torso was covered in softer, cream-colored scales that went up to his neck. Reasonably, they would go down to his crotch…if he were to remain bipedal by the end of this, at least…
Trebuchet let out deep, fiendish growls as he felt his heavyset figure begin to harden with muscle. His clothes soon began to tighten around his newly-muscular body. The doctor quickly unbuttoned his shirt to see underbelly-scales similar to Edd’s grow in, giving more protection to his already tankish body.
“My- My body I-“ Trebuchet stuttered. Of course, all this muscle was welcome…but he was being transformed into some kind of lizard as a result!
And as it would turn out, opening his shirt would be the last thing his hands would do, as the scales quickly subsumed them, causing his fingers to grow into long, clawed toes, and his hands into feet. His thumbs however entropied away into useless dewclaws.
“AAAH-! MY HANDS-!” Trebuchet screamed.
Edd finally managed to stand up, holding a hand out to Trebuchet, (he somewhat felt bad for still having hands) only to once again fall back down once he felt himself suddenly be lifted onto his toes. Edd let out another scream of pain as he felt his shinbones snap inwards, and as he felt his feet change to fit his new stance. Two of his toes rotted away, while his remaining ones grew out into sharp claws which quickly began to poke through his boots.
And while that was happening, Trebuchet’s shirt was quickly torn apart by his broadening back. Trebuchet screeched in pain. By this point it felt like his stomach acid was beginning to boil and seep into his very bloodstream. Trebuchet would be able to experience the new power he was developing later, but for now…
His body continued to swell. His pants could barely contain his massive legs, and his boots felt like hydraulic presses around his feet, and it would only get worse as his feet started to grow, his toenails and toes fusing together into scarily sharp claws. They would’ve poked through had Trebuchet not scrunched them up mid-transformation, not his draconic hindclaws were merely pushing against them slowly, contorting the shape of them as they kept growing.
Edd was busy attempting to walk around on his new, reptilian feet. His boots as well as his new stance just through his walking all out of wack, and it wouldn’t take long for him to fall over for the third time this transformation. In an act of desperation he just untied his boots and kicked them off. But before he could savor the no-longer-cramped feeling of his boots, he felt all of his hair fall out as his scales took over his face, very quickly causing it to grow out into a more blunt, gator-like snout. Edd gulped and gently felt it for a moment before turning his attention back to Dr Trebuchet.
With another cry of pain, the doctor’s boots exploded off of his claws, allowing him to rise up to his maximum height as his digitigrade stance took hold, causing his pants to rip up to his knees.
Unfortunately so, that would be the last for hurrah for Trebuchet’s bipedalism, as his back would give a mighty CRRRACK, causing him to fall over onto all fours, fully making him quadrupedal.
Edd let out a yelp and quickly began to crawl over to Trebuchet to try and help out in someway. Unfortunately, his thoughts would be interrupted by a sudden amount of pressure and pain building up in his rear. Edd gulped, knowing what this meant. He craned his neck towards his behind to watch as a long, scaly tail burst out of his pants, ruining the waistband and causing them to fall off completely. Edd groaned in embarrassment and squeezed his legs together (despite his genitals no longer being visible.)
A similar situation would happen to Trebuchet, an absolutely massive tail erupted from his backside, absolutely annihilating what remained of his pants, but it helped his balance tremendously as a result. Trebuchet held his eyes shut from the pain, rearing up as the final change began occurring.
His shoulder blades began to extend, pushing out of his back entirely and growing two whole new appendages. Once they were fully formed, two thin (compared to the rest of his body at least) membranes began to grow, descending downwards until Trebuchet now had a full set of massive wings.
With that, Trebuchet slung his head up, letting out a mighty roar as a plume of acidic fire bubbled all throughout his bloodstream before spewing out of his mouth like a volcanic eruption, all this caused the whole room to shake.
Edd shot to his claws, looking at the sight with wonder, failing to notice that his shirt had grown out into a dark-blue robe in the process.
Once that was done, Trebuchet opened his eyes once again and began looking around in panic. By now his height had to have been in the double degits…
“I…I’m a dragon!” Trebuchet stated in horror.
“And I…” Edd began, examining his new body. “I…appear to be a lizard of some sorts.”
“A…A kobold, dear boy. From what we knew they were typically the ruler’s retainer…” Trebuchet panted, examining his own new body.
“Is…Is it wrong to say that I’m not opposed to this?” Edd asked, wagging his tail.
“I don’t suppose so…e-everyone has preferences…” Trebuchet slowly and tentatively moved his massive body closer to Edd, being very slow as to try and ease his way into his new quadrupedal form…
“But I haven’t the foggiest idea of how we’re going to explain this to the others…Or how we’ll be able to return to our careers like this…”
“I suppose we’d better rip off the bandaid…lets go report to the others what we uh…found.” Edd gulped.
Trebuchet slowly nodded and followed Edd as he led the way back to the others. With each step Trebuchet made, the ground shook ever so slightly, which put the ex-human on edge somewhat and made him try to lighten his steps….it didn’t do very much.
“…If you’ll pardon my juvenile language sir, you do look cool as fuck.” Edd said out of the blue, causing Trebuchet to snicker, accidentally spraying out a few embers in the process.
“Well thank you, my boy. I do suppose being turned into a ‘dragon king’ has its plusses.”
It took a little longer to reach the rest of the team, where Edd and Trebuchet were met with a horrifying sight.
The rest of the team had turned into Kobolds as well. Their shirts were strewn all over the ground, their boots were all torn up and scattered, and their pants had been reduced to shorts. Oddly though, they were all shorter than Edd.
They immediately turned their eyes towards Trebuchet as he walked in and began cheering.
“Master has returned!”
“Long live the dragon king!”
“Hail Reil forevermore!”
Edd and Trebuchet’s jaws nearly dropped. The dragon leaned his head down to Edd’s and began whispering.
“What on Earth happened to all of them? Why are they kobolds? And why are they so much shorter than you?”
Edd whispered back: “I’m not sure. For the last question, I can only assume that it’s because I’m the retainer.”
The kobolds continued to cheer for a few more moments before looking back up to Trebuchet with glee.
“What are your first orders now that you’ve returned, O great one?!” One of them asked.
“Um-“ Trebuchet began, only to return to whispering to Edd.
“Go back upstairs and tell the pilots about what happened…I’ll try and deal with this.”
Edd nodded. “Got it, sir.”
And as Edd ran off to do as instructed, Trebuchet looked back to the group, putting on his best fierce, iron-fisted leader voice.
“Yes- ahem I mean- As your leader. I ask uh no- I demand that you uh… uh…. Clean! Yes that’s right! I demand that you clean this place back up and ready for uh…my uh…new rule. Please and thank you-“
The kobolds cheered again and scattered in all directions to carry out the orders they were given.
Trebuchet sighed…was this going to be his life now? …If anything, at least this expedition was a fruitful one.
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