They had just stolen the cursed diamonds of the Countess Elizabeth
of Bathory,who used to bath in tubs of maidens blood to\maintain her beauty.
Well she did till the locals figured out she was a dragon demoness in
human guise rather then just a psycho Countess.
They'd wrapped the monster in iron chains to keep it from reverting to its more
powerful dragon body,severed the foaming screaming head
from its chain wrapped torso
then driven a stake through its still beating heart whilst the now
freed head kept on screaming and changing into something more
snouty,toothy and dragonnish.
Her diamond necklace had fallen off that stump of a neck in the meantime and lay in a pool of dragons blood and the last spatters of saliva the now rattling head spat on it.
The diamonds that the two bank robbers had stolen.
Now old man Queasel had been a bush pilot up in the North West Territories
during the 1930s,and so,whilst Frank had been offering his body for sex to the sicko gold miners at Whitehorse,Clyde had learned a thing or three
about flying bush planes as a kid.
So he yelled at Frank to move over to the passenger side,slashed the mooring lines with that big Bowie knife of his and soon the Husky
was started,roarig across the lake and up in the air.
So with nothing better to do for a while,Frank turned his attention to the stolen bag of diamonds.
He stuck his hand inside to feel them,
Suddenly they began to get hotter to the touch and dissappeared one by one till none were left.
He looked over at Clyde,who was busy regaining his old flying skills
and clearly did not need to be told that the whole point of the exercise,the diamonds,had just vanished whilst Frank was holding the bag.
So Frank begun to rub at his chest,which had suddenly started to itch and get hot around his nipples.
As he felt the left nipple it began to itch and stretch and rise slightly under his fingers.
So Frank turned away from his brother and pulled away at his shirt.
to take a closer look.
Back in Whitehorse he'd been in the sex trade enough to know the difference between a normal mans chest,a chest of some of the minors who'd
gone 'queer' due to impurities in the mine or something and a female hookers alluring heaving bosom.
And as he looked on in horrified fascination( he was a old time male hooker
after all)
his breasts began to swell to a B cup size.
Clyde was concentrating on landing the plane at a distant lake
hundreds of miles from where they'd started.
The Husky's engine was sputtering and the fuel gauge showed the
fuel tank was empty.He taxied up to the shore and shut down the engine.Then he patted the Husky's instrument panel in a reassuring way.
Frank,who had been keeping her rising beastial nature at bay
whilst she'd turned into
Carnafra,Dragon Demoness of Beauty,finally
"RRROARRGRRROARR" her existence to the human beside
her.
"Look into my eyesss,Ssservant of Carnafra"hissed the
new dragoness as the hellfire began to flicker in her
slitted reptillian eyes.