Commission done for an anonymous user. (old)

It was a sunny day out in the forest, a member of the Dragon Clan walks along beneath the shifting treeline. The wind on his scales felt nice, but the geckos mind was elsewhere. Searching for some way to rule this vast kingdom, Nazar knows well that he must do all he can to become stronger. Figuring that he may as well try a little dungeoneering, the crafty little maniac adjusts the chains on his robe. Wielding a dagger and a mystical smoking censor, he feels ready for whatever lies ahead. Discovering a small entrance within a mountainside, he clearly expresses some hesitation.

“Worm, great worm... Give me strength.” He sighs in his raspy tone, carefully stepping into the torch-lit corridor. Nothing of note appeared for a while, just bugs and brown-bricked rooms leading into even bigger rooms filled with clay and ceramics. The farther Nazar ventured in, the more his paranoia would kick in. Trying his best to shake the fear in his heart, the gecko pardons his emotions and forces himself to silently move onward. Stopped at a dead-end, he's sure there's more to this place than just worthless decorations. Examining a crack in an upper corner - he grins, hopes for the best, and crawls up the wall into further unknown territory.

“Oh, what have we here?” Hisses Nazar, finding a tall room with even more torch lighting. Amid this huge area, a silvery-white amulet lies at its center. Looking as if it's untouched by time, the gecko proceeds with extra caution – really watching diligently for traps. Tip-toeing his way over, he's delightfully surprised to find that nothing has happened yet. Believing firmly that there are no traps here, he snatches the mysterious treasure and gazes into its reflection.

“Goodness, I often forget just how handsome I am!” Blushing, he looks deep into his own yellow eyes. Suddenly, a funny feeling rises in his tummy. Aghast, Nazar's midsection begins to swell up. Feeling all over himself, his robe gradually becomes tighter as his chains plop to the floor. Comically, his voice gets high-pitched and squeaky while his robe splits open – his newly growing potbelly extending outward as he spreads his legs. Flailing his claws and tail around, the gecko tries desperately to drop the amulet. Alas, the cursed treasure wraps around his wrist and remains in place.


“No no no, this is not right. No! NOOO!” He cries, inflating into quite a balloon. With his scales becoming impressively tight, his navel pokes out as he floats up into the air. Ripping his clothes in half at such an incredible size, the scraps plop to the floor. Rising towards the ceiling, Nazar's limbs straighten out. Subtly, his arms, legs, and head all begin to sink inward while his whole body expands to the size of a wrecking ball. Bouncing along the ceiling, the gecko moans hard as the scales around his sunken face shroud his vision. Essentially just a ball with a wagging tail now, he's become desperate to relieve this inner tension, in anyway he can.

Burping in a deeply muffled tone, the air in his body starts spewing out – whizzing the poor creature around the room. Spiraling out of control, the balloon monster slowly deflates while zipping through other rooms. With his limbs gently sprouting back out, Nazar passes though several dens of elemental varieties. First, he whizzes through an area full of fire warriors, then, one consisting of grassy wood imps, and then finally – the gecko crashes into a stone tiled floor, surrounded by a lake of glowing crystal blue water. Although the cursed amulet has bursted all of those who touched it previously, Nazar's flesh has proven to be quite elastic. Since the treasure has failed at its intended purpose, it turns to ashes and crumbles away.

“Clever, clever...” He whispers, feeling lucky to be alive. Finding himself naked with all his gear a couple of rooms back, the gecko peeks nervously into the water. Ominously, the lake begins whirling around the platform – shaping into a giant liquid monster. Standing tall with remarkably long arms, the water elemental looks down at the lone Dragon Clan member in sheer judgment. Backing up into the rooms middle, Nazar plans on running for the door.

“Spare me! Please, mercy!” He begs, backing away slowly. Raising its right hand straight over the gecko, the little guy uses his illusion magic to appear in two places at once. Slapping the ground in a dungeon-quaking splash, the fake clone of Nazar vanishes as the real one sprints hard for the exit. Unwisely, the gecko points and laughs up at the water elemental, while not even halfway across the room. In mere seconds, the liquid monster snatches the little magician into its left hand.

Crying out in fear, the egotistical Nazar is sucked through the flow of the monsters wrist – finding himself stuck at the very center of the water elemental. Flailing desperately for escape, the geckos mouth widens as far open as it possibly can – totally against his will. Grotesquely, Nazar then starts getting force-fed at an incredibly rapid rate. Naturally, his stomach bloats while his eyes bulge with surprise. Getting extremely full, his body slowly inflates into a similar balloon shape that he was before. However, this time the expansion is making him far heavier.

ULP, ULP, ULP, ULP, ULP! As the gecko inflates, the water elemental shrinks around him. It doesn't take long for his limbs to sink back into his body, once again. Growing morbidly huge, Nazar surpasses his original ballooned-formed and feels every bit of harsh tension within. Feeling like he's ready to pop, the gecko just keeps getting pumped by the liquid monster. Laid to the ground where the lake once was, the remaining half of the water elemental reorients itself, aims at Nazar's deep head crevice, and continues to blast feed him. Despite the monsters best efforts, even it couldn't pop the gecko. However, the poor thing finds himself immobile, and indefinitely on the verge of exploding. Only able to wiggle his tail in such a grotesque state, other dungeon dwellers just awkwardly pass by and laugh at the creaking bomb. Not knowing whether or not he'll burst, or somehow deflate – Nazar prays hard for the great Worm, along with the Dragon Clan to free him from this embarrassingly terrible fate. Occasionally, the water elemental would slosh its new home, making the gecko moan and plead for mercy. THE END