So you head inland and eventually come across the huge statue of a feral western dragoness whose squatting as she lays her stone dragons egg.
Nearby on the cobblestones lies a M1 Garand carbine and you realize
as you pick up the rusty war relic that you've somehow shrunk down to a more human size and appearance.
The blue scales and anatonomical deformities seem to be
receding.
Yet that egg laying act seems to be etched in your brain
and you walk up that immense form to where the egg is half poking out of her stone vent and just
can't take your eyes away from her four inch diameter dragoness clit.
As you recall in human females the similar organ is about a quarter inch in diameter.
If human females get zoned out by their little unit
this stone dragoness must really go to 7th Heaven
when she does it with a guy.
So there and then you decide humanity is all hype and you want your own
big 4 inch diameter dragoness clit.
This statue seems to be a fertility goddess of some sort so you raise both hands and caress this
goddesses private parts and soon the transformations are
accelerating and as you growth massively and your new
dragoness clit swells into existance
you bellow happily away as you leap out from underneath the statue
and soon are as big as it is.
Alas having a human mind is not required to be a dragoness
and soon you're a huge 2 storey tall winged flamebreathing female
yourself.
You dimly remember why you did this
to have your own "happy nub"
and soon elephant sized you is wiggling on your belly scutes along the cobblestones,sending sparks up that 4 inch diameter clit of yours as
you leave your scent on the cobblestones
just in case any males want to wing in and
give you an egg