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by Bookshelf-

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe, Anthro
Length: 1302

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Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-10-30 01:09:47 UTC

1

Discord hummed to himself, idly browsing through different worlds as if he was looking through a book. The chaos god had come to a bit of a dark realization. No one worshiped him! Well, he certainly had to fix that. And so, he dove into one of the 'pages' of the book, slithering into the young boy's home in the middle of the night. And then he slid right up to Kick's bed, and lightly tapped him on the head. That tap caused a surge of magic to flow through him, twisting and morphing him into a dragon.

Kick woke up but still half asleep. "Who are you?" He asked the chaos god still waring his boots and gloves. The red dragon looked at Discords face before trying to pull him close, but still being half asleep he was week so he only could touch him.

The god chuckled almost darkly, quietly shushing Kick. "Oh don't you worry about that just yet. I'm not quiiiite done with you, yet." He said, patting Kick's head, using his magic to force him back to sleep, before twisting his mind, forcing him to see Discord himself as a father. Then, he snapped, warping them both to a bedroom back in Equestria that he had set up in advance, for waking him up.

When sunrise came Kick woke up and stayed in his outfit as he ran to the living room where his father was sitting on a thrown. "Your magisty I'm scared. I-I had a tent when I woke up." The pre teen said looking at the floor ashamed of himself. The average build dragon kelt down still worried.

: Discord grinned wide, reclining on his rather impressive throne, wearing a leather harness, tight underwear, and not particularly much else. "Oh please, no need for such formalities! And really nw? A tent, hm?" He asked, standing and walking down towards Kick.

"Y-yes papa. My penis was hard. Please don't punish me dad." He said trying not to look at Discords muscular body. Kick stood up before walking up to him and hugging him tight. Heonly reached his wast, but he didn't mind. "Dad c-can I ask you a few tings?" Kick asked him

He chuckled, patting the dragon's head., returning that hug as best he really could. "Now don't you worry about that. I can probably teach you how to deal wiwth those. And by all means, ask away!" He said, looking down at his 'son' with a wide, crooked smile.

"Well I was wondering why no one else worships you for the hansom chaos controlling god you are. I with c-colts knew how great you are." He replied holding his arms up wanting to be picked up by the monster he called his father and king.

The older male grinned wide, lifting Kick up and practically cradling him against that muscular chest of his. "Oh you know, ponies and such just down't understand good chaos! They don't get it like you do." He said, holding the dragon close.

: Kick rubbed agenst him hugging him tight. "Well maybe you need a to show colts and Stallions that you'd be a great god to worship. I'm sorry I'm your only follower daddy. I'd do anything to get guys to follow you." He told him before giving the males face a lick tasting the sweat.

Discord shivered a bit, rubbing along Kick. "Hm... This could be it. But Hey, I can't complain about you." He said with a chuckle, that sweaty, musky form of his potent, as he had just been working out a bit ago. "You're my boy, after all!"

"I love you vary much. Your my big manly papa. The only way you could be more manly is to be a biker." Kick told his father as his penis grew hard as he thought about Discord being a buff hairy biker with him at his side.

Discord raised an eyebrow, before snapping. He had teleported back, reclining on a motorcycle with an open jacket and tight pants, both in black leather. "Say, lie this?" He asked with a chuckle, a wide grin on his face.

"Y-yes sir. Papa can you please train me to be a big manly hunk like you?" He asked him looking at him as he put his own big toe in his mouth before sucking on it

Discord chuckled, standing up and walking over to the dragon. "Oh certainly, my lovely little boy!" He said, giving a little flex. "Now, there's a few things to this. You need muscles, hair, and, well potency." He said, hands on his hips, coming back up to Kick.

: "I think my old man needs to help me with those. After all I'm only daddy's little prince. I wanna be a manly man like my king." Kick told him before burping softly feeling a little proud

He grinned, patting Kick's head. "Now, my lovely little boy, I have a way to help train you up!" He said, lightly holding Kick's head, then pushing his snout into that musky leather bulge.

The dragon nodded before licking at the underware tasting only fabric. He whimpered before continuing hoping that his father would let him taste his shaft. "Papa is being filthy ok?" He asked in between licks still hoping he would get to taste his gods seed

Discord groaned softly, that bulge slowly turning into a throbbing tent that distended the fabric. "Oh of course! As filthy as you can be is fine by me!" He said with a grin, dick pulsing and throbbing. And then, he pulled those pants down, dick moving with them, before bouncing back up and slapping Kick in the face.

"Then will you be my big filthy biker daddy?" He asked looking up as him as he licked the shaft tasting sweat and musk thinking about his father. Kick licked and licked at the shaft before putting the head in his mouth and sucking on it.

"But of course, my little prince!" He said with a grin, moaning out a bit, before a heated golden stream erupted into Kick's maw from that stiff dick of his. "I'd love being a musky, hairy biker for you." He cooed.

Kick nodded drinking up as much of the ham flavored piss as he could. After a minute it was all gone and Kick smiled at his father. "I wanna be my daddy's little baby slut to make into a big hairy and filthy biker like him." The dragon proclaimed as he let out a fart

Discord grinned and nodded, smearing that filthy rod along Kick's face. "I'd love to make you into one, my little prince!" he said, licking his lips, matching that fart his son let out.

The boy licked up the mix of pre and pee from his face. "Daddy will I aways be your cute prince?" He asked him as he started to lick at the males ballsack

He moaned, that hairy, musky nutsack sloshing. "Of course! You'll always be my precious little prince!" he cooed, licking hi s lips and patting Kick's head.

Kick nodded before hugging his legs tight still licking his balls. "Papa when I'm your sexy biker prince I wanna maybe finds some colts that'll worship you for the big hunk of a king I know you are." Kick told him licking faster wanting to make him proud.

Discord shivered a bit. "Oh now aren't you just a lovely little boy, hm? Well by all means, go ahead. But first, we change you!" He said, grinning wide and leaning into that licking, his dick throbbing hard.

The dragon put the cock tip in his mouth before starting to bob up and down on it wanting to be close to his father like this every day.