Now the crucial all important fact was that when you'd signed up for
TransformatioNET sercives,you'd had to provide them with a valid not expired credit card number.Which you had done.After your Account Creation
fee had been successfully applied to your card,TransformatioNET had emailed you the usual PDF legalese,Help Centre numbers and your account number and PIN.
The default TF you were provided was <DRAGON> and you were billed
by the week at $5.00 per week to be a <DRAGON>.The maximum contract length was for 99 years ,so if you wanted to spend the rest
of your natural life laying eggs and sitting in a nest for the next century,TransformatioNET would bii your card about $25,000.
Many credit cards actually do have a $25,000 credit limit,so ending your days
as a aged dragoness in a cave somewhere was financially possible for most cliemts.
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Sauron Leviticus Asher the Third/S. L. Asher/"Slasher" was a Third Class Wizard who was a human who was a dragon by profession only.
Which meant when a dragon was required somewhere or somewhen,
he'd strip out of his butternut brown wizards robes ,role about on a pile of cursed
dragons gold till the changes took hold and cursed him into a dragon shape and then he'd go off and do the job.
In your case,the paying client was a female dragon who needed entertaining and some
companionship.
The longer you stayed as a dragon,the more TransformatioNET,"Slasher"s employer could make off of you.
The thing was,once people actually got turned into dragons,their new dragon natures,instincts and drives
actually tended to resist being a dragon.
The odds were you'd be demanding to be returned to a human shape
or demand some other shape or sex in about a month.
Lots of human clients had declared whilst they were human that they would stay
dragon for the full 99 years,and pluncked down $25,000
cold smackers in advance payment.
But once they'd been dragon-cursed,the longest anyone had stayed a dragon continuosly was a year.
So since Saron Leviticus's wages were actually classified as a waiter/waitress,
he didn't get paid much to dragon around this scaly hide of his.
The real <DRAGON> money lay in the $1 per week TransformatioNET
paid him as a share from the clients $5/week billing.
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Due to "Slasher"s hard work,you managed to hang in there for four months before you figured out the harsh truth about dragging about that
dragoness body and the hard task of having to mother those squawking
nasty demanding reptiles you'd given painful birth to.
So one night in the cave you'd told S.L. Asher you couldn't take anymore
of this.
The dream had turned into a nightmare within 4 months.
So "Slasher" had led you to a nearby sacred pool and whilst
you stood in the middle of it,slashed your hide with his especially sharp
talons and pulled off the hide and fat,layer by painful layer,till with a final
blood oozing <pop> the ninth layer of dragon hide had pulled free and
your four legged form had swiftly collapsed in on itself
till naked human male you stood there shivering.
Unlike a certain fictional character named Eustace C Scrubb,
you didn't feel particularly "annointed" and clean,just sore raw bruised and smelly-dirty.
It was CURSED dragons gold after all that had caused
your TF in the first place.