I was lucky, I supposed, that I liked both men and women. Was attracted to them. Pretty much always had been. At that moment I wondered what this girl before me would look like as a male. I thought it was almost certainly possible so I tested it out.
"I wish that the dragoness before me was male, and had been born male, and was gay."
I felt the ring on my chestnut furred finger grow warm in an instant and I watched the wish take place. The wishes so far had all been fairly rapid and this one was no exception. I made a mental note to wish for slower changes in the future.
She was growing in size, and her already defined muscles seemed to redouble. It seemed draconic testosterone had a similar effect to that of humans. As her muscles grew her chest, already fairly small, diminished, hardening into a pair of strong pecs that must help with her broad wings. My eyes darted down over a cobalt scaled six-pack to her sex.
It was swelling outwards. Her clit was growing quickly, but so too were her mons and labia, seeming to balloon in size. I could see scales form over the slit as her labia grew rounder, more dangly, the skin looser as it formed into a scrotum containing a pair of fist-sized balls. His cock had grown out in size, proportional to his height at a good eight inches long and as thick as my wrist. I outhung him, which gave me some amount of glee, but my flared cock lacked the brilliant blue coloration and ridges of his draconic dick.
"Earth to pony boy, you want to eat or what?"
I grinned and...