This wasn't enough… his other self was allowing him to indulge so thoroughly in this, maybe the sensations that his snout was firing up in his brain really were that intense… he couldn't distinguish between the compulsion triggered when he laid eyes on the morphed maw of his companion, and his own wants. In a way he didn't care, they might as well be one and the same. The thought was clear and growing larger like a bonfire piercing the dark of the midnight forest: this show of docility from his other self only made him want to subjugate him further, what pathetic display this was, letting him have his way with that big snout of his…

As he continued to lick at his face and cheeks, he subtly began to nip and bite a couple of times, then throwing feint bites at him, audibly snapping his jaws closed right next to his face, seeing him flinch but continue to attempt no retribution for this behavior; he really was under some sort of trance when his face was being treated this way, perhaps even more harmelss than he had been previously, that outburst of anger and indignation he'd displayed earlier long forgotten at this point.
He then proceeded with what felt like the deserved thing to do: he opened his maw wide, took in as much of his other self's maw as he could fit in it and chomped down!
He thought he'd used enough force for it to be at least slightly painful to him, enjoying the slightly devilish gesture of actually inflicting some pain on him, pushing the limits of what exactly this other him would allow him to do.

"HNGGHH!!" his other self loudly exclaimed as he bit down.

He couldn't tell whether this was an expression of pain or pleasure… it was up to any bodily response from him whether that was the case or not, and he didn't seem to reject this action much.

"GRRRR!" he tightened down his bite onto the supple flesh of this snout he so craved, getting an unusual urge to lick it more despite now biting down on it.

His lengthy tongue began to slobber all over the surface of his parallel self's maw, especially caressing at the area that his mouth formerly occupied, loving it's soft texture and the reactions it incited from the dragon, watching those nostrils flare wide open as delighted moans escaped him with the ocassional passing of his moist appendage over the surface of his nares, feeling at their bumpy and thick consistency…

"F-Fuuck… his nostrils are SOOO HUGE" he couldn't help but think.

So cavernous they were, now oddly becoming the main setpiece of his other self's face, along with that huge blank space right underneath them. It was the reason why it was so difficult not to stare at his face, such an odd combination.
Curiously, such spacious noseholes felt oddly arousing in some way… they were ample orifices after all, and the primal part of his brain could only think of one thing to do with a big roomy hole…

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His consciousness was still attempting to make sense of his changed form; though simple, it was a drastic and mind-altering curse he was stricken with, the worst being that remedies for arcane magic were few and far between. Even if one could find someone who might be capable of even harnessing arcane magic, which was outlawed, it was extremely risky and inadvisable to try and reverse a curse cast with such sorcery. This had been in the back of his thoughts the instant he'd figured what could have cause his affliction. Entertaining the notion of having to be stuck this way, as well as the actual anatomical change, the molding of his body, did something to his psyche.

There was the normal swarm of thoughts one would expect to come from having to think through how such a change could affect the day-to-day, adapting, thinking through scenarios, trying to come up with every possible situation where the curse could have an adverse effect could nearly instantly overwhelm the mind. But then there was something else.
Such a fundamental change to the body had a way of rewiring the mind. It was as if his new form had made his body gain an inherently submissive nature, he could see in the far off distance of this thoughts. Were he to end up permanently altered, there would be so much he could no longer do, and for which he would have to depend on others or on assisted means. He couldn't help but slowly slip into that mentality as his snout was spoiled and coddled with overwhelming sensation. It only felt natural to give in completely to his other self, like it was the only thing he could do in this situation, what else was there really?

The moment his other self bit down on his snout and began gnawing on it had completely disarmed him, shoving him further into submission, any reasoning and will to try and control the situation melting away to sensation and pleasure induced delirum, strange thoughts of wanting to be bitten and used invading his mind as the tongue had begun its oozy exploration of his face.

"MMFF… hff… hff" he moaned in ecstasy, his body still reflexively attempting to command his snout to do something, anything to open his maw, only to be met with a useless wall of nerve endings and solid tissue where his mouth should have acted. All his body would do in response to those inner directions would be to flare his nostrils open… it was so strange and awkward how he was shaped now, he thought he must have looked ridiculous. But all he could do was take in the sensations and look… look at the large open maw abusing his own, having to stare directly at a set of teeth he could only hope he would be able to bare again, feel the tongue he could maddeningly still feel shut inside his skull. Or was that simply a phantom sensation? Had his tongue vanished as well? A horrifying thought for sure.

"Hnnff… mnghhh… " he continued moaning, fully admitting to himself that he didn't quite want this to end. What new fresh bliss this situation had brought, however wretched his new condition was….

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mmnnhh look at those nares... getting so much attention... licking a sealed snout so thoroughly, biting down on it, such a dominant action on a weirdly submissive changed anatomy, another super indulgent panel, which once again, i don't think i've ever seen anything quite like this.
At this point i am scratching an extremely specific set of itches (selfcest, dom-sub, mouthless, null, big nostrils, biting, muffled moans, semi-bondage, etc)
I'm sure whoever would find this kind of thing arousing would probably be quite happy this exists, which for me it never did. Well, now i've commissioned it into existence :D

art by  n3sting3yes