C35 - Breaking Out

Yin Kai's innards felt like he was stewing in sulphur. He burned and burned as his skin continued to pull apart and come together.

At one point, he even felt like his skin had fallen off entirely.

Yin Kai continued in this state of half-life and half-death, alternating between consciousness and stupor.

After a single day of exposure, Yin Kai had already lost track of time.

The inhuman treatment continued. Yin Kai lost consciousness a total of two thousand, three hundred and ninety one times before the pain started to slow.

Eventually, it let off with nothing but a feeling of his body being super tight. He began to command his right arm to move.

It wouldn't listen.

As such, Yin Kai began to insult it.

"Hey right arm! Move, you jackass!"

'Hey arm, you're so puny! You should lift some weights, asshole!'

'Hey arm! Check your tendons because I don't think they're working! Idiot!'

'Hey arm! Check out my feet! I'm walkin' 'ere! I'm walkin' 'ere, ye spastic liver of a river gone bad ye!'

After a few more insults, he sniggered to himself. His arm would never see that his feet couldn't move yet! His arm didn't have eyes.

After a short moment of reflection, he tried to move something closer to his head.

He began to focus on the blood flow to his neck. Once he felt more control over it, he began to focus on letting the right side of his neck fall to the side.

'Yes! It moved by at least a tenth of an inch!!'

Slowly, but surely, he began to apply pressure towards his neck, and eventually: it worked.

After 5 hours of straining his various muscles, he managed to move his neck from fifteen degrees to the left to ten degrees to the right.

It wasn't even a thing yet, but it was a start.

…He kept working at it.

…After a while, he thought it might be a good idea to move it against the lower portions of the spine, as, theoretically, using muscles against muscles wakes and grows muscles up a tad faster.

And it worked! Instead of stretching the top side to side, stretching his whole bodyside to side worked better.

He kept awkwardly bumping into a wall. But, as he repeatedly assured himself, the day he could feel his entire body was the day that wall came down.

He continued to twist his body side fo side for what felt like days. Every muscle felt new, every sinew complex. His spine felt much more elastic, and he started to wonder why he felt much more like a snake than a human being.

Then, like thunder, his pain-addled mind was struck with an idea: 'What if I'm… in an egg?'

He continued stretching before testing his theory. Curling his body at the bottom of the enclosure, he began pounding and clawing against it.

Railing against his solidified adversary, he finally heard a smal 'click.' With a shake, he began to feel for a crack.

Yin Kai shuddered as he felt the small line in the enclosed space. With no hesitation, he stuck his finger in it as far as he could. He was going to rip this poor bastard in two.

He began using his finger like a crowbar. Widening the space, he began to put more and more fingers in. Once all five were in, his fist began to rip the enclosure to shreds. With a mighty heave, he threw it over his body.

"DIE, EGG!"

As he stood magnificently, having stood victorious against his archenemy, 'The EGG,' Yin Kai was immediately tackled by a silver flying object. The golden shell, falling to the ground, seemed to wink at him.

Yin Kai's eyes were still getting used to the light. He had been in darkness far too long.

Colliding with a wall, he fell to the ground. He immediately felt the silver thing, whatever it was, wrap around the bottom half of his body.

'Huh?'

With a jolt, he began to feel an intense pleasure as it curled around him, pulling him in, pushing him away, constantly spinning around him in a way that made his belly slide up and down in pleasure.

As his eyes began to take in the sights around him, he saw… A silver dragon?

He began to throw his fingers in front of his face. 'I'm… a dragon now?'

His golden belly contrasted against the golden tint of his rainbow colored scales. Iridescent white hair was coming from his head.

Several sweet hours later, the silver dragon, now on her hundreth orgasm, began to start losing her stamina.

He continued pounding her with their tails intertwined. No longer moving, she just accept the pleasure as her tongue began to slide out of her mouth as she unconsciously continued moving up and down against his body.

When she could take it no longer, her body began to revert back into a more human form.

That silver hair, skinny waist, and giant ass… "Gu Bing!?!"